Duan Xing has already developed a temper that anyone who disobeys over the years, and he already has a trace of the momentum of heaven and earth, but I am the only one.

At this time, seeing that Murong Bo had bad intentions towards him, and that he didn't have a good impression of this person when he was reading the original book, he turned his face and said in a cold voice: "It's this king, who is you, who dares to call this king by his name, doesn't he want to die early and be reincarnated early, and die in Elysium?"

"You!"

The gray-clothed monk's breath was stunned by Duan Xing's words, and after half a sound, he gritted his teeth and said: "What a boy with sharp teeth, there is really no one in his eyes, today, I have to let you see how high the sky is and how thick the earth is!"

A strong true qi suddenly erupted from the gray-clothed monk's body, and swept towards Duan Xing who sneered unscrupulously, that true qi was like the substance, and there were endless resentments hidden in it, hating the heavens and hating injustice.

Without waiting for Duan Xing to make a move, he saw a stream of flame knife qi "exhale" from the side, and slashed over, just slashing at the weaker place of the gray-clothed monk's qi, which made the gray-clothed monk's true qi blocked in an instant.

The gray-clothed monk turned his head to look, but saw that it was Gu Mozhi, the teacher of the Tubo State who had been silent, and withdrew his hand lightly.

The gray-clothed monk immediately shouted and said, "You dare to attack me?"

Gu Mozhi was inexplicable, and muttered in his heart: "I don't know you, what about shooting at you?"

Thinking about it, he said with a smile on his face: "This benefactor, the Buddha said: 'Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, in the eyes of the little monk, you and Prince Duan have no grudges in the past and no enmity in the near future. If you want to have a discussion, you should also find other places. This place is the Shaolin Temple Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, if the two of them move a little bigger, destroy the scriptures here, wouldn't it be a pity?!'

Kumachi has his own reasons for making a move.

First, he knew very well that once the innate master fought, the destructive power was by no means something that a small Jinglou could bear lightly. The second is that since his skills have become more and more sophisticated, he vaguely feels that there is an inexplicable connection between himself and Duan Xing, which makes him very worried, and he doesn't know what the reason is. The third is that he was anxious to know the second half of the words of the old monk who swept the floor before. So just take action to stop the two from fighting.

Even if you want to take down Duan Xing. It should also be taken by himself, which is the pride of Gu Mozhi as an incompetent Tubo generation of monks for a hundred years before and after the ages.

The gray-clothed monk glanced at Gu Mozhi coldly, and then stared at Duan Xing fiercely. He didn't say a word. Turn around and perform light work. After a few ups and downs, he had already left, and no one in the field stopped him. Even the sweeping monk only sighed slightly, and let him go.

Duan Xingpi smiled and bowed his hand to Gu Mozhi, and said, "This king has thanked the master for his righteous words. ”

Gu Mozhi was full of spring breeze, and replied with a smile: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is serious, that is, there is no little monk to make a move, with the efforts of His Royal Highness the Prince, to deal with the kind of people who hide their heads and show their tails, they are also hand-to-hand, but the little monk is reckless." ”

Who knew that Gu Mozhi's words provoked Xiao Yuanshan not to be a master, and he glared angrily, why is the Tao?

Kumachi said that the gray-clothed monk hid his head and tail because the other party was wearing a mask. But Xiao Yuanshan was also wearing a black-clothed mask at this time, and even scolded Xiao Yuanshan when he spoke, so it was strange that Xiao Yuanshan could be happy.

Gu Mozhi squinted at Xiao Yuanshan, although he was secretly shocked in his heart that the other party's skills were as deep as the sea, but he was not afraid.

Practicing martial arts for many years, Gu Mozhi saw at a glance that Xiao Yuanshan belonged to the melee players, and he had "Xiao Wuxianggong" in close combat, and "Flame Knife" and "Ling Bo Weibu" in distant combat.

Xiao Yuanshan seemed to know the details of Gu Mozhi, and after glaring, he stopped talking.

Duan Xing saw it clearly, but he didn't say anything on his face, and thought in his heart: "When I will force the sweeping monk to deal with you, I will take the opportunity to suck up your internal strength, and when I see it, you still don't obediently confide in this king the secret of the 'Divine Chosen Breath'?"

Smiling slightly, Duan Xing replied: "The national teacher is really praised, if you want to say that this martial arts is still the highest national teacher, but this king is curious, such a strong person as the national teacher's martial arts, why does this old monk say that your life is in danger?"

Hearing that Duan Xing turned the topic back to himself, Gu Mozhi didn't care about Duan Xing's words that seemed to be yin and not yang praising his martial arts, and said to the old monk solemnly: "Master, the poor monk is the national teacher of Tubo, a very human minister, and his martial arts have entered the congenital, just waiting for the martial arts to shatter the void, and then pursue the extreme way." If you don't say that you are ugly today, don't blame the poor monk for not remembering the friendship of fellow monks, and kill you immediately in the palm of your hand to prove my heart. ”

The old monk sighed and said, "You are wrong, completely wrong, the order is reversed. ”

Gu Mozhi said coldly: "What order is reversed, and the great calamity is already in the mist?

The old monk said, "It's not alarmist. The martial arts of this school are passed on from the ancestor of Bodhidharma. The study of Buddhist disciples is to strengthen the body and protect the Dharma and subdue demons. When practicing any martial arts, there is always a compassionate and benevolent mind, and if you don't base yourself on Buddhism, you will definitely hurt yourself when you practice martial arts. The deeper you practice, the more you will be injured. If all you practice is the outer kung fu of punching, kicking, and blades, then that's fine, and it will do you little harm, as long as you are strong and can resist yourself......"

Suddenly, I heard the sound of talking outside, followed by eight or nine monks from a distance, followed by thousands of heroes from various sects and factions.

Everyone was surprised to see that Duan Xing, a black-clothed masked monk, and Gu Mozhi were all in the pavilion, listening to an old monk with an unfamiliar face.

These people are all highly cultivated and intelligent people, and they don't come forward to disturb them at the moment, but stand aside and listen to what he has to say.

There are those who are disobedient, either they were affected by the aftermath of the fight between Duan Xing and Jiu Mozhi in the main hall before, or they were put in the ruins of the main hall by the heads of various factions to take care of the injured people of their respective sects, after all, if they want to go to the forbidden land in the back mountain, no one wants to have a moth disciple under their own door, and offend Shaolin for no reason.

When the old monk saw everyone coming up, he ignored them and continued: "But if you practice the best martial arts of your own school, such as the Flower Finger, the Dora Leaf Finger, the Prajna Palm, and the like, and do not reconcile and dissolve them with the Dharma of Compassion every day, then the anger will penetrate deep into the viscera, and the deeper it will become, a hundred times more powerful than any external poison. The Great Wheel Ming King is a disciple of my Buddhism, who has studied the Dharma intensively, memorized and discerned, and is unparalleled in the world, but if he does not have the idea of compassion and generosity and the desire to benefit all sentient beings, although the classics are flooded and the wonderful arguments are unhindered, he will not be able to dissipate the anger of the clock when practicing these superior martial arts.

Everyone only heard a few words, and they felt that what the old monk said was very meaningful, especially the Shaolin monks were even more awe-inspiring. Secretly said: "What this old monk said is really unprecedented, and the end is extremely tight." A few people exclaimed: "Amitabha, good, good!"

But listen to him continue: "My Shaolin Temple has been built for thousands of years, throughout the ages, only the Bodhidharma Patriarch has all kinds of stunts, and since then there is no monk who can pass all kinds of martial arts, but why?

Gu Mozhi said: "That's Baosha's own business, how can outsiders know?"

All the Shaolin monks thought: "This old monk is dressed in color, and he is a serving monk who is engaged in miscellaneous work in this temple, how can he have such insight and cultivation?"

Although the serving monk is a monk of Shaolin Temple, he only shaves his degree and does not worship the teacher, does not pass on martial arts, does not practice meditation, and does not list the ranks of "Xuan, Wisdom, Void, and Emptiness". The Xuanzi generation and others are the first class monks in the temple, I don't know this monk, but I am not surprised, but I heard him vomit elegantly, and I saw Zhuo Chao, and I couldn't help but secretly wonder.

The monks each glanced at the abbot of Xuanci vaguely, wanting to get a trace of information from the abbot, but after looking at it for a long time, they didn't see a fixed point change on the face of the abbot Xuanci, and they saw the abbot of Xuanci with a secretive expression, which made the Shaolin monks puzzled for a while.

The old monk continued: "The seventy-two stunts of this temple, each of which can hurt people and take people's lives, are fierce and ruthless, and they are very dry. This truth is not known to everyone in this temple, but after a person has practiced four or five stunts, his comprehension of Zen theory will naturally be hindered. In my Shaolin sect, it is called 'martial arts barrier', which is the same as the 'knowledge barrier' of other sects. It is important to know that Buddhism is seeking to cross the world, and martial arts lies in killing, and the two are contrary to each other and mutually controlled. Only the higher the Dharma, the more compassionate the idea is, and the martial arts skills can be practiced better and better, but the monks who have cultivated to such a realm disdain to learn more powerful killing methods. ”

The master of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate couldn't help nodding at this time and said: "I have to hear the words of the old master, this seat is suddenly open today, and the word 'knowledge and obstacle 'is really on the heart of this seat." ”

The old monk said: "Don't dare, what the old man said is wrong, I still hope that everyone will advise." ”

Seeing that the old monk was very old, the group of monks clasped their hands together and said, "Please talk more about Buddhism, senior brother." ”

Gu Mozhi pondered: "The seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple that I know, some of them are exchanged from Mr. Murong, and some of them are obtained from the junior brother. Hehe, how can I be so easy to be fooled?"

The old monk said: "In this temple, there are naturally some people who are not good enough in Buddhism, but they want to learn more superior martial arts, but if they continue to practice, they will either go mad or have internal injuries that are difficult to heal. Master Xuancheng of this temple is a transcendent martial arts cultivator, and the ancestors of the monks are allowed to be the first martial arts in the temple for 200 years. But overnight, he suddenly broke his veins and became a waste, and that's it. ”

Xuan Sheng and Xuan Xuan, who were friends with Master Xuancheng, suddenly knelt down and said, "Master, is there a way to save Senior Brother Xuancheng?" (to be continued......)