057 I have no sword, I am for nature, I am for the sword!
In front of the Shaolin Temple, a man in black and a man in gray suddenly appeared, shocking everyone. The two men in this fight were both extremely skilled in martial arts, and they used Shaolin's unique skills, which were all moving.
Xuanci and other eminent monks stood behind, looking at each other, with fear in their eyes. The two of them were hiding in Shaolin and stealing martial arts skills. They didn't know yet. If these two people spread the Shaolin skills one day, then the Shaolin Temple...
The monk almost understood it. Xuan Sheng forgot about Xuan Ci. Xuan Ji glanced at him and quietly stepped back. He grabbed the two disciples and secretly ordered all the Shaolin disciples to block at the foot of the mountain to prevent them from running away.
.
Today, no matter what, these two people are not allowed to leave Shaoshi Mountain!
Suddenly, the moves used by the two people in the fight changed. One was fierce and cruel, and his moves were fatal, while the other was mysterious and clever, eliminating danger invisible. Seeing the moves of the monk in gray, everyone was sure that they belonged to the Murong family.
Some older figures were even sure that it was Murong Bo. Seeing the martial arts of the man in black, Xuanci immediately changed his color and exclaimed: "Xiao Yuanshan! Are you not dead?"
"Xiao Yuanshan? Father..." Xiao Feng was shocked and looked at the man in black with an expression of disbelief. When the man in black heard Xuanci calling out his name, he jumped back and backed away. He tore himself off
He wore a face towel, revealing a face that was almost exactly the same as Xiao Feng.
"This..." The heroes were stunned, and Xiao Feng was even more surprised. He rushed forward, knelt on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Dad... you are still alive..."
Xiao Yuanshan laughed loudly and said: "Good boy, good boy, I am your father. We have the same body shape and appearance. No need to remember, everyone knows that I am your father." He stretched out his hand and pulled it apart.
A tattooed wolf head was exposed on the chest of his clothes. When Xiao Feng saw it, he stood up and pulled open his clothes, revealing an almost identical wolf head. The two stood side by side, one was old but energetic, and the other was young and heroic, which was really shocking.
Heroes.
"Feng'er, I thought Xuanci was our enemy before, but I didn't expect that there would be Murong Bo behind me. If it weren't for Feng'er this time, this old thief would have really escaped..." Xiao Yuanshan pointed at Murong Bo, with hatred on his face
color.
"Speak more politely..." Murong Fu shouted and looked at the man in gray with burning eyes. Father, could it be his father? He screamed in his heart, and Murong Bo also took the scarf and revealed his appearance.
"Father. It's really
You, you're not dead?" Murong Fu was overjoyed. Murong Bo patted his shoulder and said without shying away from everyone: "Back then, my father faked his death and even your mother was deceived by me. Of course you don't know. Abbot Xuanci, recently
Is it good?"
"Amitabha! Amitabha!" Xuanci hissed with a look of sorrow on his face: "Old donor Murong, I have been friends with you for many years. I have always respected you as a person. That day, you reported to me and told me about the Liao people.
I believed it deeply. Later, I accidentally killed a good man. I will never see you again. Later I heard
I mourned the news of your death so much, thinking that just like me, you also misbelieved people's words. This led to bitter consequences, guilt in your heart, and your untimely death. Who would have known... Alas!" His long sigh really contained endless meanings.
The complex feelings of regret and blame made even passers-by feel sad after hearing this.
Although Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan had long known about Murong Bo's false news and the identity of his Murong family, after listening to Xuan Ci's words, their hearts were truly settled, and the hatred was not at home.
of came up.
"Old thief Murong, give back my wife's life!" Xiao Yuanshan roared, the roar was resounding, and contained infinite sorrow. His figure was like black lightning, and he rushed forward in an instant. Seeing this, Xiao Feng could no longer bear it and rushed forward.
Murong Fu passed by. Fearing that his father would be double-teamed by the two men, Murong Fu immediately followed him. The four of them fought in an instant, and the strength spread around made the heroes around him exclaim in surprise.
These four people are all martial arts masters, and they are the top masters. Even if Murong Fu is not as good as him, he is not weak. When they fight together, their strength is scattered, and everyone who is close to them can feel the strong wind blowing on their faces.
, it hurts all the time.
During the fight, Murong Bo's strength was released, knocking down a large tree branch on the side. Seeing this, the faces of the monks in the Shaolin Temple changed, and Xuanji shouted: "Vedo pestle!"
"Amitabha! Amitabha!" Xuanci chanted the Buddha's name again, and the people around him came to their senses. Shaolin Master Xuanbei died under his unique skill Wei Tuo Pestle. In the past, it was Murong Fu who did it, but can his skills kill him?
Master Shi Xuanbei has always been a mystery, but now that Murong Bo has missed this trick, everyone knows that it was Murong Bo who did it.
Thinking of Xuan Bei's death, many people also thought of Ke Baisui, Master Zhiguang, Zhao Qiansun and others. Could it be that these people were also killed by Murong Bo?
Everyone is suspicious, but there is no time to explain here. Xiao Yuanshan has been hiding in Shaolin for more than thirty years for revenge. Now that he has met his enemy, he is naturally jealous, so how can he talk about those things.
There was a collision, and another strong palm force came together. Murong Fu stepped back a few steps, but Xiao Feng did not move at all. He raised his foot and was about to step forward, but Murong Bo took the opportunity to point over. Xiao Feng dodged sideways,
Murong Bo pulled Murong Fu's body and ran quickly, but the direction he walked was not down the mountain, but to the Shaolin Temple.
Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng didn't think much at all, they raised their feet and chased after them. The four of them were extremely skilled in lightness and disappeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye. Everyone wanted to chase them, but their shadows were nowhere to be seen.
Just as everyone was shouting, Xuanci said the Buddha's name, suppressed everyone's voices, and said: "Dear friends, Shaolin must give everyone an explanation for this matter. Junior Brother Xuanji, lead people into Shaolin to look for the four people.
Trace!"
"Yes!" Xuanji said, immediately summoned the Shaolin disciples and entered the Shaolin together with the other heroes.
In a wing of the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion, Lin Heng and the sweeping monk were sitting opposite each other. They each had their eyes closed, and the invisible energy was swirling and flying in front of them. Suddenly, the sweeping monk opened his eyes, and the energy in front of him was
The strength increased greatly and suddenly broke through Lin Heng's energy. Lin Heng sighed, opened his eyes and said: "Master is really powerful!"
"Donor, the old monk has something else to do, so I'll take my leave now!" The sweeping monk stood up and left quickly. Lin Heng shook his head. He knew what the sweeping monk was doing, and he didn't want to interrupt him. When he was in a situation like his, there was no need to go.
What about obstruction? What he needs is the profundity of his skills, and fighting against the sweeping monk is just for this. Unfortunately, there is a big difference between the two. Although the sweeping monk accompanies him to practice, Lin Heng's energy will be reduced as soon as he uses his skills.
was broken.
Sitting in the side room, Lin Heng carefully considered the vigor of the sweeping monk just now, and also pondered his own vigor. The confrontation between the two of them was the expression of his own vigor and the power of heaven and earth. It was of great benefit to him and he needed to understand it carefully.
.It’s just that he just closed his eyes
Soon, he heard the sound of breaking through the air. He turned around and saw a figure flashing past, and then two more people flashed past. He knew that they were the sweeping monk, Xiao Feng, and Murong Fu. He shook his head. Lin Heng also
Ignoring them, I just sat down there.
Just now outside, Lin Heng was paying attention to them and worried about Lin Chongyang's conspiracy. But suddenly, Lin Heng figured it out.
Why are you worried about Lin Chongyang? Why are you worried about him?
Lin Chongyang is another self. Although he has his own consciousness, his essence remains unchanged. The same is true for Lin Chaoying, but he is a woman. So he is extreme, but Lin Chongyang should not be. All he wants is to survive. Besides, he is a woman.
Now, they can't attack them directly. They can't attack Li Qingluo either, so what are they afraid of?
Yes, there is nothing to be afraid of. The so-called inner demons are just his own inner demons. Maybe when he didn't know this, the inner demons were born from the outside, but when Lin Chaoying died, he understood the truth of the matter. The so-called inner demons
The demon is no longer an external demon, but an internal demon. He is afraid of himself, not Lin Chongyang. Yang
Master Zheng Fangzheng of TVB Xiaoao has a good saying, the devil in the heart is the devil, and the Buddha in the heart is the Buddha. The center of everything is nothing else, but your own heart. No matter how you think, it is difficult for others to control you and you can control your life.
It is you who controls the direction. When others control the direction of your life, you will inevitably breed inner demons.
At this time, he figured out what was in his mind, and his mind felt naturally relaxed, and his whole realm was inexplicably lifted to a higher level. Lin Heng didn't know what was going on, so he came to the Sutra Pavilion to discuss Taoism with the monk sweeping the floor.
They didn't talk, they just talked about martial arts, and through the competition, he understood that there was nothing wrong with him, but his mood was high. This is a good thing!
"After many years of practice, a flower blooms with just one thought!"
Lin Heng stood in the side room, looking up to the sky and roaring. His laughter shook the sky and spread throughout Shaoshi Mountain. His voice was clear and passionate, and no one could ignore it. His heart trembled when he heard it, but he didn't feel any discomfort at all.
In a side room of the Shaolin Temple, the sweeping monk who was cleaning the people sitting down heard the whistling and listened inexplicably. He showed a smile and said softly: "The heaven and the earth are for me, and I have no self! Amitabha!"
Although these words were light, they reached everyone's ears, but they didn't understand. Maybe the only one who grasped the reason was Xiao Feng. He first listened to Lin Heng's whistle, and felt that the whistle was very weird, and it stirred his mind.
He couldn't help but inflate his energy along with the whistling sound, and then the sweeping monk's words shocked his mind. A bright light seemed to flash in his eyes, but when he looked again, it was already gone.
A flickering light is not that easy to catch. Xiao Feng doesn't know much about it, and many things are unclear. His ability to enter the natural realm depends on Lin Heng, but he himself doesn't know it. Naturally, he cannot be like Lin Heng.
His mind has become clear. If he concentrates on martial arts, I believe he will be like Lin Heng and enter the realm of selflessness and innateness early.
In the Sutra Pavilion, a storm blew up around Lin Heng. The invisible force blew the tables and chairs around him and swayed, as if a clear stream came from heaven and earth, poured in from Lin Heng Bai, and poured into his body.
Inexplicably, fine sweat flowed out of the pores on his body, and white air rose up. Slowly, the fine sweat changed color, became black and black, and adhered to his skin.
There was a buzzing sound, and the black dirt on Lin Heng's skin fell off, revealing his skin that was glowing again. This skin was like jade, white with red, and really attractive. This kind of skin is really not like that of human beings.
It's just that although his skin is beautiful, it quickly fades away. If he switches to normal skin, and if he looks closely, it's not much different from his usual skin, it's just a little whiter and tenderer.
"Is this how spiritual energy enters the body, cleanses the meridians and cuts the marrow?" Lin Heng clenched his fists, looked at his whiter and tenderer hands, and murmured to himself. He waved lightly, and five sharp sword energy shot out from his fingers.
Flying and soaring in the air, breaking out of the window and disappearing into the sky.
After there is no self, there is naturally no sword. I am the sword, so why should there be a sword?
One epiphany led to two breakthroughs, which was really a surprise for Lin Heng. (To be continued...)
