The sweeping monk said: "Murong Bo Shi regards death as home, and there is no need to rap, but if the old monk can avoid the pain of ten thousand needles and thorns on the three points of Yangbai, Lianquan, and Fengfu, what should he do?"

Murong Bo's face suddenly changed greatly, in recent years, every midnight, early morning, and noon on his three acupoints, he would be in pain, no matter what medicine stone had no effect, in one day, he died three times in a row, what was the fun of life.

This time, Murong Bo took the initiative to seek death, although it was always Kuang Dayan's long-cherished wish, and it also had a lot to do with his physical condition.

The sweeping monk said: "There are two out of seventy Shaolin stunts, most of which are superior martial arts, and the monks in the temple are not forbidden to watch, but why are there very few monks who have practiced divine skills, what do you think is the reason?"

Without waiting for Murong Bo to answer, the sweeping monk replied: "Shaolin stunts, one is fierce and fierce, if it is just fists and feet, even if you can't practice, it is not a big harm." But once it involves the use of internal energy, if it is not done properly, it will often backfire on itself, which needs to be resolved by Buddhism. ”

There were more than 10,000 heroes in the field, but everyone was listening to the sweeping monk's speech, and they knew that this was a great truth in martial arts, and there was no noise.

Murong Bo exclaimed: "You said that the discomfort of the three acupoints of Yangquan in my body was all caused by the greed for Shaolin stunts. ”

The sweeping monk said: "Yes, when you first came, I put a Buddhist scripture in your hand, but you didn't even read it, picked a copy of "Doroye Finger", and jumped away with joy, which is really a pity. ”

Murong Bo opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak, the first martial scripture he read at that time was "Doro Ye Finger", no one knew about this matter except him, and he was shocked by the sweeping monk today.

The sweeping monk said: "The first book that Lord Xiao read back then was "Wei Tuozhang". The old monk later pressed a Buddhist scripture on the page of Wei Tuo's palm, but who knew that it was thrown aside by you, it was really empty and the old monk was so troubled. ”

Xiao Yuanshan's eyes widened, he was conceited and heroic, he didn't expect to be ambushed by the sweeping monk, and he didn't know it.

The sweeping monk said: "Master Xuancheng of this temple, has been practicing Shaolin stunts, day and night, I persuaded it again and again, never listened, the most after or overnight, the power was wasted, it is a pity." ”

Gu Mozhi stood in the distance, glaring at the sweeping monk incessantly, thinking that he was playing tricks and being ashamed.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Kumachi hid his hand in his sleeve and shot out silently.

Hearing only the sound of snorting, the Phaseless Tribulation Finger shot within three feet of the sweeping monk, but was blocked by an invisible wall of qi and scattered invisible.

Gu Mozhi couldn't help but be taken aback, and secretly thought that this old monk was really a bit of a doorway, and he was not completely nonsense.

When everyone saw Gu Mozhi's embarrassed expression, they all knew that his sneak attack was futile, and they couldn't help but be even more surprised.

Just now, Gu Mozhi almost relied on his own strength to pick the entire Shaolin Temple, and the heroes all convinced him that he was a first-class master, and when he saw that he couldn't even sneak attack, he couldn't get close to the body of the sweeping monk, and couldn't help but cheer in unison.

Bao Wei muttered: "Oh my God, what kind of kung fu is this? With such kung fu, what can't be done in the world?"

The sweeping monk said: "This benefactor, you are wrong, the most powerful thing in the world is not kung fu, but people's hearts." No matter how good your martial arts are, if you are calculated, you can only cry out in vain. ”

Xiao Yuanshan said: "Senior, your skills are really amazing, but our Xiao family has a common enmity with the Gusu Murong clan, so please stand by and don't interfere." ”

Rao is Xiao Yuanshan has been strong all his life, and he doesn't dare to be rude in the face of sweeping monks, but his determination to take revenge is unstoppable.

The sweeping monk said: "If you kill Murong Bo, and his son Murong Fu seeks revenge on you, what should you do?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "Then let him come, there are no grievances, and there are no rivers and lakes." The husband's grievances are clear, if there is kindness, he will revenge, and if he has revenge, he will not be in vain. ”

The sweeping monk nodded: "If you want to kill Murong Bo, I'm afraid it's a little difficult, it's better to let the old monk do it for you." ”

Murong Bo had been listening to the sweeping monk's speech, and when he suddenly heard this, he couldn't help but be furious, and shouted: "What a thief." ”

Laugh at!

As soon as Murong Bo made a move, he was the most proud finger, his finger power was like a strong bow and crossbow, pointing directly at the vital point of the sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk brushed the monk's sleeves, as if brushing off the dust on the monk's robe, and his demeanor was extremely relaxed and freehand.

Murong Bo's extremely powerful finger was dissolved in this way, and Duan Zhengchun and the South China Sea Crocodile God admired him incomparably.

The South China Sea Crocodile God Yue Lao San sighed for a long time: "If I can have this hand, why should I be afraid of the old thief Murong." ”

Murong Bo didn't think that he would be able to hurt the sweeping monk at all, and after he cast his fingers, his body was already soaring straight up like a harrier eagle.

"Go there. The sweeping monk roared and chased after him like a gray crane.

Murong Bo felt the wind above his head, and he was shocked, and hurriedly cast a Dou Zhuan Star Shift Kung Fu, which was about to resolve the pressure of the mountain.

Wave!

With a soft sound, the palm of the sweeping monk, in Murong Bo's full defense, still slapped down, hitting Murong Bo's Baihui acupoint.

Murong Bo's corpse fell lightly from mid-air, a generation of strong people, when they fell, they were as light as grass mustard.

Everyone looked at it like a dream, thinking that as soon as Murong Bo made a move, he broke Murong Fu's long sword a few feet away, and with a wave of his hand, Duan Zhengchun and the South China Sea Crocodile God fell on their heels, what a majesty this is.

Who knew that in front of the sweeping monk, it was so vulnerable, if you didn't see it with your own eyes, how could you believe it?

Murong Fu roared wildly and pounced towards the sweeping monk, even though he knew that he was invincible, he couldn't sit idly by, otherwise he would be a son of man in vain.

The sweeping monk didn't even look at it, and with a volley of a finger, he pointed at Murong Fu's acupoint, and Murong Fu immediately couldn't move.

Bao Wei and the others hurriedly stepped forward to support Murong Fu, Rao is they have always been bold, and no one dared to talk to the sweeping monk anymore.

Since the Yanmen Pass tragedy, Xiao Yuanshan has been thinking about revenge all the time, and he is really taking revenge at this moment, but his heart is at a loss.

The sweeping monk said to Xiao Yuanshan: "Master Xiao Yuanshan, your revenge has been avenged, are you satisfied?

Xiao Yuanshan muttered: "Murong Bo is dead, my revenge has been avenged, but madam, he has long turned to ashes and will never wake up again." I was alone, and I really had nowhere to go. ”

"If Murong Fu wants to take revenge on you at this moment, what should you do?" said the sweeping monk with a sigh.

Xiao Yuanshan said: "I have long had no business, since he wants to take revenge, let him come, Feng'er, you don't have to stop it." ”

The sweeping monk said: "Since you have no business, then let me detach from you." As he spoke, he had already floated up and drifted towards Xiao Yuanshan like a ghost.

Xiao Yuanshan's body was motionless, he knew that the sweeping monk wanted to kill him, but he was afraid that he would not be able to escape if he wanted to, so he simply did not escape.

"Hugh will hurt my Father. Xiao Feng roared, and his palms were pushed out together, which was the killing move in the eighteen palms of the dragon descending "Shocking Hundred Miles".

The sweeping monk's left sleeve swung invisibly, completely eliminating the strength of Xiao Feng's left hand, but he did not resist the strength of Xiao Feng's right hand at all, but stretched out his palm and slapped it on the Baihui acupoint above Xiao Yuanshan's head.

Hong Jin sighed, and couldn't help but rush forward, and slapped the Tianshan Six Yang Palm, dissolving Xiao Feng's palm power.

Because Xiao Feng shot too hard, Hong Jin's body was forced by the strength, and he couldn't help but turn around, and then stood still.

Xiao Yuanshan slapped the sweeping monk and immediately fell to the ground, with no breath at all.

"You ......" Xiao Feng's face only turned red, and he hung down his palms hatefully.

Fortunately, it was Hong Jin who made the shot, if it was someone else, I was afraid that Xiao Feng would have to attack on the spot, and if Rao was like this, he was also angry.

"What a dragon descending eighteen palms, it really deserves to be the first in the palm!" The sweeping monk's body floated down like a fallen leaf, and he praised it sincerely, turning to Hong Jin: "Good boy, you are also very remarkable, worthy of Jueyuan's teaching."

"Dad!" Xiao Feng roared, and the sound shook all over the world, and anyone could hear the anger and anger in his heart.

Xiao Feng punched heavily and smashed it on the rock in front of Shaomu Mountain, shaking the ground one by one.

"Big brother, you don't have to be so angry, uncle is not dead. Hong Jin couldn't bear Xiao Feng's excessive sadness, so he couldn't help but persuade.

Xiao Feng couldn't help but be stunned, he had just tried Xiao Yuanshan, and he didn't have any breath at all, if he said that he wasn't really dead, how could he believe it?

The sweeping monk glanced at Hong Jin curiously, his actions, no one could guess, unexpectedly, but was exposed by Hong Jin.

Sure enough, not long after, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo woke up at the same time, and they each glanced at each other, both of them were infinitely surprised.

The sweeping monk said: "Duh, you have walked such a big circle from life to death, and from death to life, the former king Tu hegemony, the sea of blood and hatred, can't you still leave it behind?"

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo knelt down together: "Please have mercy on the master." ”

"Lord Xiao Feng, you are in a high position, if you can make good use of the power in your hands, it will benefit the people a lot, if it is evil, it will be a disaster, be cautious, be cautious!" The sweeping monk pulled up Xiao Yuanshan with his left hand, pulled Murong Bo with his right hand, and floated away together, and the voice came from afar.

Xiao Feng couldn't help but be stunned in place, it was not easy for him to recognize his biological father, but the reunion was so short, how could it not make him feel confused.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Gu Mozhi hurriedly sneaked away, his ability to escape was very clever, and it was difficult for ordinary people to reach.

Deng Baichuan and the others escorted Murong Fu to leave in a hurry, lest Xiao Feng settle accounts with them.

Xuan Ci took off his monk's clothes and put on the clothes of ordinary people, and he entered the Shaolin Temple for decades, quite reluctant.

Ye Erniang was full of joy, she was very grateful to Hong Jin, if it wasn't for Hong Jin, Xuan Ci would have died, and there would be such a day together.

Xuzhu wanted his parents to live in the Tianshan Vulture Palace, but Xuanci was unable to leave his homeland, so he found a farmhouse in the Shaomu Mountain and lived with Ye Erniang, accompanied by Xuzhu.

Duan Yu and Hong Jin both followed Xiao Feng to his former residence, looking at the jujube tree in front of the door, Xiao Feng thought of the kindness of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, and couldn't help but shed tears.