"There is a divine monk in this Scripture-Depository Pavilion. I am here to have a discussion with him and solve the chronic illnesses of my father and Mr. Xiao." Murong Fu smiled faintly, turned to the direction of the Scripture-Depository Pavilion and said loudly:
"Murong Fu from Gusu has come to pay homage to the senior monk. Please give me a visit." The voice was soft and gentle like the spring breeze, and it was everywhere.
Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan were stunned and puzzled, and said, "What? Is there anyone else in this Buddhist Scripture Pavilion?" The two looked at each other in shock, completely unable to believe that they had hidden in the Shaolin Temple's Buddhist Scripture Pavilion for thirty years, reading ancient books and coming and going.
It was as if they were in a deserted place. If there was someone, they would not be able to detect it. Just as the two were confused, a voice sounded from the Sutra Pavilion, soft and mellow, seemingly absent, and said: "Amitabha, Murong, the little benefactor, is a master of martial arts."
God has actually reached the realm of heaven and man, which really surprises me." Before he finished speaking, a figure in gray clothes suddenly appeared at the door of the Sutra Pavilion. The old monk had an old face, sparse beard, and a decrepit look.
, only one pair of eyes, clear and deep, seemingly infinitely mysterious, making people feel his extraordinaryness.
"Impossible, when did you come!" Murong Bo exclaimed in shock. It was completely unbelievable. He had come and gone in this Sutra Pavilion countless times. Except for some Shaolin monks, he had never seen this old monk at all.
There are no traces of him, but now it seems that this old monk may have been in this Sutra Pavilion for a long time.
"Old layman Murong asked me when I came to this Sutra-Tibetan Pavilion? It's hard to say. I don't know whether it was forty-two or forty-three years when I came here. It's been so long that I have forgotten it.
I remember that when you and Mr. Xiao entered the Sutra Pavilion for the first time, I had been here for more than ten years. Alas, the two of you came and went and messed up the Sutra Pavilion. It was very confusing.
It's a lot of hard work for me." The old monk spoke tremblingly, while waving the broom in his hand, swinging it back and forth a few times, and swept the fallen leaves near the Sutra Pavilion clean. His movements were like flowing clouds, and they disappeared.
Half a firework, several people present are martial arts masters, and it is natural to see how powerful this mysterious old monk is with his hands. It seems that he is just simply cleaning fallen leaves, but his control of strength is simply incredible.
, at least Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo asked themselves that they would never be able to do it, not to mention Xiao Feng, whose martial arts skills are fierce and domineering. If it comes to fighting and killing, there is no problem, but in terms of precise control of strength
, that would be a bit overwhelming.
But what shocked Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo the most was what the old monk said. When the two of them entered the Sutra Pavilion for the first time, the mysterious old monk had been there for more than ten years, but the two of them had been there many times.
They went in and out of the Sutra Pavilion, but they didn't find any trace of the old monk, which frightened them. After their cultivation reached their level, they were aware of all the changes around them, and no trace could escape them.
Induction, but this point is completely ineffective on this old monk. They can almost imagine that if this old monk attacks them when they are engrossed in martial arts classics, the consequences will be disastrous. I am afraid there is only one way to die. Such a life
A situation beyond one's own control is already the greatest danger for a martial arts master.
Just like this, the two of them became more and more frightened.
"The divine monk's martial arts skills are astonishing, and his realm is like a god. I came here to ask the divine monk to preside over a public case from the past." Murong Fu didn't care how frightened Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan were, and spoke directly to the unknown old monk.
Come. He told the story of the battle at Yanmen Pass, and of course he was also frank about the grievances between the Murong family and the Xiao family.
"Amitabha, I see. Young layman Murong has such a quick mind that he wants me to be the villain." The nameless old monk sighed and said with a slight bitter smile on his face.
"This is a helpless move for me. The hatred in the hearts of Mr. Xiao and his son is blazing. If there is no proper solution, I am afraid that I will go on a killing spree. I really can't bear to do anything to them, so I came to the Divine Monk
I'm looking for a solution everywhere." Murong Fu smiled bitterly. He had no choice. The grievances between the Murong family and the Xiao family were very complicated. From their respective standpoints, there were sufficient reasons for a life and death fight. Murong Bo
He is bent on reviving Dayan and plotting against the heroes of the Central Plains and Xiao Yuanshan. Not to mention how clever he is, but it is also reasonable. With his temperament, he will not let it go as long as there is even the slightest chance. That is why
, it was only the battle that day that led to the complex consequences today. The same is true for Xiao Yuanshan. The battle at Yanmen Pass left his family in ruins and his wife died tragically. It is the most normal thing to seek revenge from the Murong family. This is the most normal thing.
As a result, both sides were left with a life-and-death fight.
With Murong Fu's cultivation level at this time, it would not be difficult to deal with the Xiao family and his son. The Heavenly Grand Master's level already has an absolute advantage against ordinary innate masters. If he takes action, it will be difficult for the Xiao family and his son.
Resist. If Xiao Yuanshan and his son were killed like this, it was not what Murong Fu wanted. Both father and son could be regarded as top heroes in the martial arts. It would be a pity to kill them like this.
In desperation, Murong Fu also thought of a way. According to the original fate track, he took them to find the unknown old monk in the Sutra Pavilion. This monk with superb Buddhist teachings was capable of resolving this grudge.
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"Damn it, Murong Fu, you are too arrogant. Do you think that your father and son will be the rivals of me and Feng'er? The hatred that breaks up the family is a life-and-death affair. I will definitely fight with you, Murong, to the death!"
Xiao Yuanshan was so smart that he couldn't understand the meaning behind Murong Fu's words. Just like that, the anger in his heart became more intense. Murong Fu said this, making it clear that he looked down on him, Xiao Yuanshan. How could this be possible? Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yuanshan
Then they rushed over brazenly.
Under the palm, the force was fierce, the surging energy exploded everywhere, the void crackled, and a fierce murderous intention surged forward.
Murong Fu's face was calm, with a hidden smile. He had no intention of taking action against Xiao Yuanshan's sudden outburst. He knew very well that with the temperament of the unknown old monk, he would definitely take action to stop it at this time.
Sure enough, at the sound of the Buddha's name, the nameless old monk stepped forward, as if shrinking to an inch, and suddenly appeared between Murong Fu and the nameless old monk. The monk's robes fluttered, and a layer of misty aura enveloped him. Poof
With a muffled sound, Xiao Yuanshan slapped the nameless old monk with all his strength, but what made Murong Bo and Xiao Feng change their expressions in shock was that Xiao Yuanshan's world-dominating palm did not fall on the nameless old monk.
, but he could no longer advance an inch beyond the three feet in front of the old monk. The three-foot wall of energy was so powerful that Xiao Yuanshan felt as if his thunderous palm had hit a ball of cotton, and he was in vain.
Power, the vast true power dissipated three feet away from the nameless old monk, without any lethality.
Shock, the shock in Xiao Yuanshan's heart was indescribable. He thought that his martial arts had reached the pinnacle, but today he found that in front of this unknown old monk, all his unique skills and powerful skills had completely lost their effectiveness.