However, it was said that Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng intercepted Murong Bo to the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion like the original book, but unlike the original book, Murong Bo did not have the help of Murong Fu and Gu Mozhi this time, because there was no Murong Fu, so Murong Bo did not propose to exchange his life for Xiao Feng to send troops to carve up the Great Song Dynasty.

Under the attack of Xiao Feng's father and son, Murong Bo was able to fight back at first, but after two or three moves, he could only be tired of parrying, and had no power to fight back, seeing that Murong Bo was going to die here, there was a voice next to him: "You have to spare people and spare people!" Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng and Murong Bo were shocked when they heard this, and no one next to them actually noticed it.

Xiao Yuanshan looked in the direction of the sound, and through the broken wooden window, he saw that on the corridor outside the window, a thin monk in a green robe was holding a broom and sweeping the floor with a bow. This monk is quite old, his sparse long beard is already white, his movements are slow, he has no strength, and he does not look like he has martial arts. However, they didn't think that this was just a simple old monk, Xiao Yuanshan exclaimed, "How long have you been here?"

The old monk heard that he was calculating, and after a while, he shook his head, and his face showed apologies, and said, "I...... I don't remember exactly, I don't know if it was forty-two years, or forty-three years. When this old monk Xiao first came to see the scriptures at night, I ...... I have been here for ten years. Afterward...... Later, the old monk Murong came, and then many people came, making a mess of the scriptures in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion. I still remember that the first night that Mr. Xiao came to the pavilion to borrow a book of 'Fingerbooks of Endless Tribulation', but unfortunately the donor has fallen into a magic obstacle since then...... For the first time, the old monk Murong came to discard my ancestor's micro-words and the quotations of the senior monks of the past dynasties, and picked up a copy of the 'Flower Fingering' but it was like a treasure. Alas~two ......"

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were shocked when they heard the words of the old monk, because what the old monk said was all right, in vain they thought that what they were doing was unknowing, but they didn't know that they had been moving under the noses of others, and this feeling was like a clown jumping off the beam.

The old monk ignored the surprise of the two and continued: "The martial arts of this sect are passed down from the ancestor of Bodhidharma. The reason why the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion has always forbidden disciples to read it is because between practicing any martial arts, we must always have the idea of compassion and benevolence, if we do not take Buddhism as the basis, then when practicing martial arts, we will definitely hurt ourselves. The deeper you practice, the more you will be injured. If what you practice is just punching, kicking, and sword and hidden weapons, then that's fine, it will do you little harm to yourself, you just need to be strong and be able to resist yourself......" Then the old monk explained the "martial arts barrier", chasing Xiao Feng and others to Xuan Sheng, Xuan Xuan and others were shocked when they heard it, but they were more curious about the identity of this old monk.

Xiao Feng listened to it and said: "Thank you to the master for solving the doubts, but I have a big enmity with the old thief Murong, this enmity is not shared, and I also ask the master to make it convenient!

The old monk heard this and said to Xiao Feng: "Master Xiao only cares about killing his mother's revenge, so it can be seen that his biological father is running out of time. Xiao Feng frowned when he heard this, arched his hand, and said, "Please also ask the monk for guidance!"

The old monk looked at Xiao Yuanshan and said, "Xiao Jushi, have you felt faint pain in the 'Liangmen' and 'Taiyi' acupoints on your lower abdomen recently?" The old monk saw Xiao Yuanshan nodding and continued: "You are insensitively on the 'Guan Yuan acupoint', you must have had a big teacup recently!"

Xiao Yuanshan opened his mouth and said: "The monk sees it clearly, but the old man is over sixty years old, and he has a son who has become an adult, even if he dies in an instant, what is the regret? Let me let Murong Pifu go, it is absolutely impossible!" Xiao Yuanshan thought that this old monk was going to use this as a threat to let him go

Murong Bo directly said the words to death.

Xiao Feng heard this but said, "Father can't!" and said to the monk: "As long as the monk cures my father, we will let go, and we will never enter the Great Song Dynasty when we go back from now on!"

Xiao Yuanshan heard this but said angrily: "Let me let him go, even if I cure me, I will slap myself to see your mother, and tell her that I will ignore your hatred in order to save myself!" Xiao Feng was speechless when he heard this.

The old monk listened to Xiao Yuanshan's words and said, "If you don't see that the old benefactor of Murong died unexpectedly, will it be difficult to eliminate the hatred in your heart?" Xiao Yuanshan said: "Exactly." For thirty years, the old man has been thinking about it day and night, and he only has this blood and hatred. The old monk nodded and said, "That's easy." Slowly moving forward, he stretched out a palm and slapped it on the top of Murong Bo's head, taking his life like in the original book. Then he said to Xiao Yuanshan: "So the donor is angry!"

Xiao Yuanshan was at a loss when he saw that the old monk killed Murong Bo with one palm, in the past thirty years, he had been planning to avenge the hatred of killing his wife and taking his son. In this year, the truth appeared, he killed the heroes of the Central Plains who participated in the battle of Yanmen Pass one by one, and even Master Xuanku and Qiao Sanhuai and his wife also died in his hands. How do you know that an unknown old monk came out for no reason, and he killed his great enemy with a palm that acted as if nothing happened. Suddenly, as if he was in the clouds, he felt dazed. After listening to the old monk's words, he didn't answer, I don't know what to do!

The old monk didn't speak when he saw him: "But there is a regret in my heart that I couldn't kill the enemy with my own hands?" Xiao Yuanshan said: "No, even if you don't kill him, I don't want to kill him." ”

Because without Murong Fu's participation, the old monk could not use Murong Fu to take revenge and kill Xiao Yuanshan.

So the old monk nodded when he heard this: "Since this is the case, then I will expel the injury for you!" Then he slapped Xiao Yuanshan again, Xiao Yuanshan was naturally defenseless, and when Xiao Feng reacted, Xiao Yuanshan had already fallen to the ground and lost his breath, seeing this, he said angrily: "Evil monk, dare to do this?" A palm slapped at the old monk, but the old monk ignored Xiao Feng, and directly grabbed the "corpses" of Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo and ran out! Xiao Feng hurriedly chased after him, but the old monk's martial arts were very strong, even with two "corpses", Xiao Feng couldn't catch up.

When Xiao Feng arrived, Xuan Xuan and others chased after him, but they saw the old monk walking slowly around the second corpse, and he couldn't help but stretch out his palm to slap, sometimes on Xiao Yuanshan's "big vertebral acupoint", sometimes on Murong Bo's "jade pillow acupoint", only to see that the white gas coming out of the top of the second corpse's head was getting thicker and thicker.

Xiao Feng saw it and said in his heart, "Isn't my father dead?"

After another tea hour, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's bodies trembled slightly at the same time, and Xiao Feng shouted in surprise: "Daddy!" Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo slowly opened their eyes, glanced at each other, and then closed them.

At this time, everyone also understood that it was the monk who was saving people with his divine skills. After a while, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo stood up hand in hand and knelt down in front of the old monk together. The old monk said: "You two have gone from life to death, from death to life, what else can't you let go of in your heart? If Shicai dies, what else do you have to revive Dayan, seek revenge for your son, and take revenge on your wife?"

I don't know if the two of them are really enlightened, or if they know that they can't resist in front of this old monk, so they said, "Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and it should be viewed as such." I also ask the monks to accept us as disciples. ”

"Good and good, realize so quickly! If you want to become a monk, you must ask the masters in the Shaolin Temple to shave your ......" Speaking of this, the sound of killing sounded in front of the mountain gate, and even the back mountain heard it! The old monk recited Amitabha Buddha and said: "Today's Shaolin is really full of disasters and difficulties, you two meditate here first, and I will go and see it first!" The two nodded yes.

The old monk used his kung fu to run to the mountain gate, Xiao Feng was worried about his eighteen warriors, so he said to his father, and ran towards the mountain gate, and the others also went to take a look.

Waiting for the sweeping monk to feel in front of the mountain gate, although Xuan Ci did not receive two hundred canes of responsibility, but this kind of thing happened in front of the Shaolin gate, and he directly moved the liver fire, plus he was punished by more than 100 canes, and he was killed directly, although Ye Erniang was guarded by Duan Yanqing and Yue Laosan, but they had many enemies, and in the end they couldn't take care of Ye Erniang, Ye Erniang didn't know who killed him in the end, and Xuzhu died under the trampling of the heroes because he was ordered to the acupoint.

The sweeping monk saw that Shaolin was besieged by this, although he didn't know why, but he also knew that the most important thing was not to kill the enemy, but to calm everyone down, otherwise he would continue to kill, even if Shaolin won, but he could no longer gain a foothold in the Central Plains martial arts.

So he used all his strength and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha!" Although the voice was low, it reached everyone's ears, and everyone stopped uncontrollably when they heard it.