Shaomuro Mountain, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and open space.

"Senior Brother Abbot, do you really want to leave?" Xuan En led a group of Shaolin monks, and had already persuaded Abbot Xuanci for a while, but Abbot Xuanci was determined to leave, but no one could persuade him.

"Brothers, don't persuade again, there is a Buddha in your heart, and there is a Buddha everywhere. In this life, I have not lost my fate, and I will always accompany the ancient Buddha of the green lantern in the next life. After Xuan Ci finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and walked down the mountain step by step with Ye Erniang's support, his back was extremely chic, and several clouds surrounded him in the air, as if he was seeing off Abbot Xuan Ci.

Xuan En watched Xuan Ci go down the mountain, and said to the left and right: "Amitabha, Senior Brother Abbot re-enters the red dust, and it is not the red dust to cultivate the mind. Wisdom Wheel. ”

"First seat!" Hui Lun's face turned a little pale, and he stepped forward to answer. He was kicked by Xiao Yuanshan and had internal injuries before, and he couldn't get better for a while.

Xuan En bowed his head and said: "You go to make a preparation, tell your fellow martial artists, and say that on the fifteenth three months later, Shaolin will hold a new head to take office." ”

"Yes, the first one. ”

Immediately, other monks next to him asked, "Senior Brother Xuan'en, will the time be a little rushed?"

Hyun Eun just replied, "Time is not waiting!" and turned to leave.

The monks rushed away.

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"Mother, abbot...... Daddy...... Wait, little monk...... Wait for me. Xuzhu rushed all the way, chasing after Abbot Xuanci and Ye Erniang, who had already descended halfway up the mountain.

The two looked back and saw Xuzhu perform a clumsy Shaolin light skill and fly down the mountain.

Although Ye Erniang's martial arts are not as good as Xuanci's abbot, her light body exercises are not weak. If it weren't for the "Crane in the Clouds" in the "Four Wicked Ones", which was too good, and the limelight was one of the best in the world, Ye Erniang would have been completely covered by the limelight, and it would have been impossible to say that Erniang would have become famous with light work, rather than by killing children.

At this time, when the two of them saw Xuzhu's stupid appearance, Ye Erniang immediately complained about Xuan Ci and said, "Look at you, our son has followed you for so many years, and he has learned such martial arts." ”

Xuan Ci smiled bitterly: "I should have known that he was my son." Directly sent him to Luohan Hall. ”

Ye Erniang gave Xuan Ci a blank look. said to Xuzhu who came to his side: "Good son, good son, slow down, our family of three will live a long life in the future." When the time comes, let your father teach you martial arts. ”

Xuzhu glanced at Xuan Ci. Nono's didn't dare to say anything. He still hasn't fused the two roles of Abbot Xuanci and Daddy together.

Xuan Ci sighed: "Erniang, I have been expelled from Shaolin, how can I teach this technique to outsiders?"

Ye Erniang glared at Xuan Ci. He is still a Shaolin monk, but he is not like you, out of Shaolin, as the former abbot of Shaolin, isn't it your duty to guide Shaolin monks in kung fu?"

Xuan Ci was speechless, nodded in agreement, Ye Erniang turned her anger into joy, holding Xuan Ci with one hand and holding Xuzhu with the other, and the figures of the three of them slowly disappeared at the foot of Shaomu Mountain.

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When everyone gradually dispersed, the sweeping monk carried Murong Bo, who was "beaten to death", and walked straight to the back mountain. The pace seems to be slow, but the speed is unprecedented in ordinary people's lives, as if they have evil arts.

But seeing the sweeping monk turning around in the middle of the barren mountain, turning west, he arrived at a flat place in the forest, put Murong Bo's body under a tree, and sat cross-legged in a posture, sitting behind Murong Bo's corpse, blocking the corpse's vest with both palms.

After a while, a white air suddenly appeared above Murong Bo's head, and suddenly, he opened his eyes, but his eyes were blank, obviously his soul had not yet returned to its place.

The sweeping monk turned the corpse around, facing each other, walking slowly around the corpse, and kept stretching out his palm to slap, sometimes on the "big vertebral point", sometimes on the "jade pillow point", only to see the white gas on the top of the corpse's head getting thicker and thicker.

After another tea hour, Murong Bo's body trembled slightly, and a look began to appear in his eyes, but the green aura on his face still flashed.

The sweeping monk seemed to be completely unnoticed, still engrossed in turning his palm.

Gradually, Murong Bo's breathing became louder and louder, getting heavier and heavier, and his face became more and more blue, and he was very scared. If there were other people on the side, they would definitely be able to see that Murong Bo was full of yin qi and cold inside.

Suddenly, the sweeping monk shouted: "Duh! put your hands together, and your inner breath will correspond, using yin to help yang, and yang to turn yin!"

Murong Bo listened to the sweeping monk drink, and couldn't help but tighten his palms, and after a while, he actually smiled, pinching the fingerprints of King Ming.

Until this time, the sweeping monk Fang said: "You have gone from life to death, from death to life, what else can you not let go of in your heart? If Shi Cai dies, what else do you have the idea of reviving Dayan?"

Murong Bo smiled slightly and said, "The common people are like dust, and the emperor is like dust. Dayan is empty if it does not return to the country, and it is also empty when it is restored. ”

The sweeping monk laughed and said, "Great enlightenment, good, good!"

Murong Bo said: "Ask the master to accept him as a disciple and be more enlightened." ”

The sweeping monk said, "If you want to become a monk, you must first complete a task. ”

Murong Bo said: "It's just the master's dispatch. ”

The sweeping monk said: "If the old man wants you to leave for Daliao, secretly follow the prince of Dali, no matter where he goes, you will follow, but you must not let him find out your deposit." You need to remember not to get too close to him, lest he will be able to spot you without using his eyes. You have to follow him until he comes into contact with the Nine Princes of the Great Song Dynasty, and then he will fly the pigeon and pass it on to me, and your task will be completed. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a white dove flew to the palm of the sweeping monk from dozens of meters away and handed it to Murong Bo.

Murong Bo respectfully took the pigeon, nodded, and didn't ask what the reason was, then got up and left with light skills.

The sweeping monk looked at the sky with deep eyes, and said to himself: "Duan Siping, I have finally waited for your descendants, if you don't die, it will not be far from the day we meet." ”

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On this day, when Duan Xing and the others walked to the distance of three days from Daliao City, a strange symbol of the big tree on the side of the road came into Duan Xing's eyes. Duan Xing said to Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan: "Wait a minute." Then there was a shrill whistle.

The sound condensed but did not dissipate, radiating out in all directions.

Soon. A black-clad masked man rushed from a distance.

Duan Xing waved his hand and stopped the four girls of Mei Lan and Zhuju who wanted to come forward.

The man in black came to the front and knelt on one knee in front of Duan Xing, Duan Xing's body suddenly emitted a wave of true qi, enveloping him and the man in black together, and said, "Say it!"

The man in black said respectfully: "Your Lord, five days ago, Xixia posted a list of women, and the list wrote that the princess of the country had reached the age of marriage. Set for the nineteenth of this month. Western Xia founded the country with bows and horses. It is to invite heroes and heroes from all over the world to show off their martial arts, so that the king can choose a person with both talent and appearance and recruit him as a concubine. The judge ordered the minor to come and ask the lord for instructions. Should something be done?"

I heard that the Western Xia recruited horses. Duan Xing frowned. secretly said in his heart: "This princess is her own woman, and there is no reason to give it to others." Xuzhu has already played by himself.,If you want to come and go by yourself.。 There is no suspense in winning the position of the colt. But before, he had asked his father to go to Xixia to propose marriage, and now why is there a drama of martial arts competition to recruit relatives, could it be that his father's proposal failed? With the national strength of Dali now, Xixia has no reason to refuse, what happened in the middle?"

Duan Xing was silent, and his thoughts turned sharply. Today is the thirteenth, Xixia suddenly recruited relatives, and the time is quite urgent, and there must be demons when things go wrong. I want to go to Xixia to get a look, but it is imperative to save Azhu in front of me. When I go after saving Azhu, there will definitely not be enough time. can go to Xixia first, and then go to save Azhu, the time is too late, I don't know what moths will come out.

Duan Xing thought for a while, took out a token from his bosom, threw it to the man in black, and said, "Send five silver killers into the Western Xia Palace, stand by at any time, once a horse is selected, kill them on the spot regardless of the cost." ”

The man in black said, "Yes!" dodged and flew away.

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In the Great Liao Imperial Palace, the Great Liao Emperor Yelu Hongji hesitated, and the queen picked up the wine glass, gently sent it to Yelu Hongji, and said: "Your Majesty, don't be irritable, with Your Majesty's martial arts, where in the world can there be something that can be rare Your Majesty." ”

Yelu Hongji grabbed the wine glass, drank it all, but the food was tasteless, and sighed: "Since I ascended the throne, I have tried my best to expand my territory in Daliao. Originally, the Great Song Dynasty was weak, the Western Xia was weak, the Tibetan was scattered, and Dali was like a sheep, which was simply the food in my Daliao mouth. But I didn't expect that in just a few years, Dali's national strength has risen sharply, and its momentum is like the sky, and it has successively annexed the three kingdoms of Jiaozhi, Bagan, and Champa in the Southern Wilderness. Seeing that the sheep-like country has turned into a tiger, and my Great Liao has been unable to attack the Great Song Dynasty for a long time, how can I not be anxious?"

The queen gently kneaded Yelu Hongji's shoulders, helped him relax his muscles, and said: "Your Majesty, how can the barbarian countries be compared with the Great Song Dynasty, with the national strength of the Great Liao now, it is only a matter of time before you want to destroy the Song Kingdom. Why worry. ”

Yelu Hongji said: "Time is pressing, if Dali eats Zhenla between the destruction of the Song Kingdom, then Dali can form a form of two tigers competing with Tianzhu in southern Xinjiang, and then Dali can attack and retreat, even if I take the Great Song Dynasty, it will not be able to pose a big threat to Dali." ”

The queen smiled and said: "Your Majesty, don't you want to think about it, if Da Liao can take the Great Song Dynasty, the national strength has already risen greatly, that is, if you don't attack Dali, let Dali raise troops in southern Xinjiang, and what does it have to do with my Da Liao, it is just a wild place, where can it compare with the vast grasslands of my north and the vast Central Plains?"

When Yelu Hongji heard this, his eyes lit up, and he laughed and said: "Yes, I am persistent, that Dali does not dare to attack the Great Song Dynasty, only dares to go to the wild land to compete for power, doesn't it show that their country is not strong, and how can they be compared with my Da Liao, as long as the Great Song Dynasty is captured, my Da Liao can lay the foundation of immortality for eternity, and why care about a Dali." ”

The queen appropriately got into Yelu Hongji's arms and said softly: "The concubine just likes His Majesty to be so powerful and domineering. "The eyes are delicate like water, as if dripping with water.

Yelu Hongji's heart knot was untied, and he was in a very good mood, but it was only for a moment, and he frowned again, and said: "Now that I have all the soldiers and horses, my original intention was to let Xiao Feng be the vanguard and fight the general, and help me fight the Great Song Dynasty, but unfortunately his heart is towards the Great Song Dynasty after all, and he even rejected my kindness regardless of the relationship with me." ”

The queen still said softly: "Your Majesty cares about King Xiao, after all, he is a person from the Great Liao, wait for him, His Majesty will step on the Great Song Dynasty, and then bring him to the front of the steps, are you still afraid that he will not surrender?

Yelu Hongji, holding the queen in his arms, said: "That Murong Fu is very ambitious, but it's a pity that his strength is average, his kung fu is good, but his temperament is a little worse, I just want to use him to make a knife, but after all, it is not enough, not enough to become a big weapon." ”

The queen said: "But it is precisely because of this that it is convenient for us to completely control him!"

Yelu Hongji thought about it, laughed, and his heart was knotted, at this time, Fang Jue's lower body was about to move, and his big hands were recklessly kneading the queen's body, and there was already a green fire in his eyes, and he said like a wolf and a tiger: "The queen still knows my heart, let me pamper the queen." ”

Seeing that the two of them were about to be happy, a hurried voice sounded: "Report! Qi Playing Your Majesty, the big thing is not good, King Xiao is leading people to storm the palace and come ......" (to be continued......