He has many names, no matter which one is thrown out, it will cause a shock in the world. In terms of martial arts, he was undoubtedly the best in the world decades ago. Everyone present is aware of this, even people like Tianshan Tonglao and others.
No matter how senior I am, I don't dare to show off in front of this person.
And this unknown old monk is actually Murong Longcheng?
That year was forty-three years ago.
Su Yang has been thinking about what happened that year?
In that year, decades had passed since Zhao Kuangyin settled the world and released his military power over a glass of wine, and the Song Dynasty had become deeply entrenched;
That year, an old monk with yellow eyebrows in Dali escorted a capital official from Bianliang back to his hometown in Shandong. At Qingbaogang, he happened to visit Murong Bo's mother and son. The mother and son were paying great filial piety, but there was no coffin.
That year, there was an additional monk in the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple. The person who could arrange for people to enter the important place of Shaolin Sutra Pavilion was naturally not an ordinary person. Murong Longcheng had a close relationship with the contemporary leader of Shaolin, Master Lingmen;
That year, Shaolin and the Murong family had a tacit understanding, and the two parties had been secretly close to each other until Xuanci believed Murong Bo's lies and rashly led an ambush in the battle of Yanmen Pass;
That year, a girl was born in a cave in Wuliang Mountain in Dali. She later married into the Wang family in Jiangnan, but when she grew up, she became extremely discordant with the Murong family;
That year, a young monk named Jiumozhi from Xixia accidentally learned the Xiaowuxiang Kung Fu, and everything went smoothly from then on, becoming a Tubo master;
All in all, a lot of things happened that year, and behind all the things you can see the shadow of one person.
Murong Longcheng.
Murong Bo and Murong Fu were also stunned for a moment, especially Murong Bo, sitting on the futon, looking at the unknown old monk in a daze, and said: "You, you are my father? No, why don't I know you?"
The unknown old monk chuckled, hit Murong Bo's right shoulder with his left hand, and put his right hand on Murong Bo's left shoulder. He exerted force with both arms slightly. The sleeves of his arms seemed to have got a big mouse. Suddenly they bulged, and then bulged.
It moved quickly along the right arm, passed over the shoulder, came to the left arm, and then disappeared.
"This is the method of changing one's mind in a matter of seconds!" Murong Bo said in shock.
"Exactly, appearance can change, but martial arts cannot deceive people." The old monk said.
The unknown old monk nodded slightly and smiled at Xiao Feng: "Although Murong Fu's martial arts is not as good as yours, the difference is not too big. You are top-notch masters. How could I have been hit by both of you at the same time if it hadn't been for the passage of time?"
He pointed at his chest and abdomen: "Look, even with your Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, I broke two bones."
Just now, Murong Fu and Xiao Feng jointly attacked, and the old monk took it easily without dodging. Later, Xiao Feng attacked alone and broke several of his ribs with one palm. It was because of the passage of time, otherwise the world would be huge. No matter how high the martial arts was,
No one, even if he could defeat them, could easily take a blow from the rage of these two men at the same time.
The situation suddenly changed. Xiao Feng never expected that this person was actually the ancestor of his biggest enemy. He didn't know what to say. He only said: "That's because you didn't confront me head on, otherwise I would be inferior to you."
"Xiao Daxia is a true hero! You have such attainments in martial arts at a young age, and your future is limitless." He then said to Murong Fu: "What I just said, Buddhism needs to match martial arts. To practice Buddhist martial arts, you must first practice Buddhism.
, you understand this section."
Murong Fu saw that his father had not yet acknowledged that this man was his grandfather, but looking at his father's expression, he was extremely confused. He could neither kneel down to salute nor be disrespectful, so he cupped his fists and said, "But what I am practicing is not Buddhist martial arts."
The old monk said: "This is the reason why your martial arts are not as good as Xiao Daxia. You are no longer able to subdue the dragon under the Eighteen Palms of the Fighting Stars, but you can't even reverse Ding Chunqiu's poisonous skills? In the final analysis, you have a strong anger in your heart and a big heart.
If it is not open enough, how can it accommodate the stars in the sky? In fact, the principles of Buddhism, Confucian heroic righteousness, and Taoist greatness are all the same thing. If you don’t have great righteousness in your heart, your martial arts will naturally be inferior to that of Xiao Donor.
After practicing for a lifetime, there is nothing I can do when I encounter his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."
"As big as the heart is, the stage is as big as it is." Su Yang said with a smile.
The old monk nodded towards Su Yang and said: "Young Master is extremely smart, I admire you!" His eyes stayed on Su Yang's face and sighed: "Young Master is the reincarnation of the founder of Xiaoyao Sect, right?"
"If I guess correctly, you are also a member of the Xiaoyao sect, right?" Su Yang said, "Are you the enlightenment master of the two of them?"
"No, although I haven't seen him for decades, my master's appearance is absolutely different from his!" Li Qiushui said.
Murong Bo also said: "Exactly, although my family's fortunes have changed, Master, I will never forget my father's appearance!"
The old monk sighed: "As I practice the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect, my appearance becomes more and more similar to that of my ancestor. If I don't change my face to an ordinary one, how can I spend my remaining years in the Shaolin Temple and practice Buddhism with peace of mind?"
"Are you the disfigured monk?" Master Xuanji of Shaolin Temple suddenly shouted.
"Master Xuanji, you were only sixteen years old at that time, and you were still a young monk. You often came to the Sutra Pavilion to read. That year, I was disfigured and entered the temple. Master Lingmen happened to arrange me to stay in the Sutra Pavilion. Every time I saw you reading,
After reading the Buddhist scriptures, I thought in my heart that you will definitely be a generation of eminent monks in the future. Several decades have passed, and it is indeed the case, which is gratifying and congratulatory."
Master Xuanji clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, I am so ashamed that the young monk has been busy with secular affairs in the temple these years, and he has forgotten the master. Later, he looked for the master several times and thought that the master had passed away."
"I can't blame you. The Xiaoyao sect's martial arts can regenerate skin and change my appearance. When I entered the temple, I was a disfigured person. In less than fifteen years, my skin and flesh have grown again. Naturally, you can't recognize me." Old monk
road.
He then said to the Tianshan Child Elder: "Xingyun, the eight desolate people who only worship me are too overbearing and contrary to the laws of nature. They are acting against heaven. I have told you this before, but you couldn't hear it at that time."
In fact, even if your junior sister doesn't attack you, she will become obsessed sooner or later."
"You, are you really the master?" Tianshan Child Elder asked in shock.
"Your senior sister's infliction of harm is actually a blessing in disguise. The Bahuang people will no longer be jealous because of their shortcomings in the divine art of "I Only Reverend You". He looked at Su Yang and continued: "When the ancestor's magical art is completed, it will be a blessing in disguise."
We will help you get back to your normal state and grow like a normal person starting from the age of eleven."
"And Qiu Shui." He waved to Li Qiu Shui and said, "You were still young back then. Among the three disciples, I liked you the most, but I also hurt you."
"Harm me?"
"Although I am a teacher, there is a big age difference between me and Wu Ya Zi. Wu Ya Zi is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and knows everything. We often chat like friends. I know that he does not like you in his heart, but you love Wu Ya in your heart.
Son, you came to me crying, but I secretly brought you two together, and even forced you to die, which led to the bad fate in Wuliang Cave." The old monk said.
"Although it is a bad fate, it does not harm me." Li Qiushui said.
The unknown old monk shook his head: "But there was something you didn't know about before. Do you remember that you went to Xixia with me when you were young?"
Li Qiushui nodded.
The old monk said: "The king of Xixia is an old friend of mine, and he is planning to restore the country. Although you were young back then, you were already extremely beautiful. The little prince of Xixia fell in love with you at a glance and proposed to me. I agreed to his fifteen years.
After that, I gave him this marriage. But I know very well your temperament and can never be forced, so I first matched you with Wu Yazi, because with your personalities, even if you are together, you will never be able to last long. Once Wu Yazi
If I treat you coldly, you will definitely use violent means to retaliate, or even become discouraged and abuse yourself."
"So, you arranged for me to join Xixia back then!" Li Qiushui suddenly realized.
"Exactly, if you think about it for a moment, you will find that there were too many coincidences after you and Wuyazi fell out. The little prince of Xixia was able to take advantage of it and marry you because of my instructions."
"And King Ming, do you remember what the person who taught you Xiao Wuxiang Kung said to you?"
Jiumozhi didn't expect that he would have his own business here, so he was stunned for a moment, and recalled: "I remember, before that man left, he made me swear an oath that after I became a master of martial arts, I would make friends with the Murong family in Jiangnan.
Do not harm, but help Murong."
The old monk nodded: "Although you have had your own purposes over the years, you have not violated your oath after all. I would like to thank you very much."
Li Qiushui frowned slightly and sighed: "In any case, my senior brother and I have a bad relationship. Although the Prince of Xixia was short-lived and only had a three-year marriage with me, he never failed me from the beginning to the end, let alone
Respect me, love me, and treat me like a heavenly being. I don’t blame you for what Master has done, but why did you do this?”
"Why?" The unknown old monk laughed loudly: "Why? Mr. Su, do you know why?"
Su Yang said: "I admire you! Wu Yazi is known as the most powerful person in the world. He has set up a precious chess game, and everyone who plays chess is deeply involved in it. However, your Excellency is so casual, using the world as a chessboard and all living beings as chess pieces.
Once the layout is laid out, it will drive the general trend of the world for decades. Once the world changes, or there are internal and external troubles, the Murong family can take advantage of the situation and launch a surprise army in the hinterland of the Central Plains. Lingjiu Palace leads the world with thirty-six holes and seventy-two islands.
When people disrupt the world, Xixia and Tubo send troops to help, your Murong family can hunt the Central Plains with the Song Dynasty, and the recovery of the Yanjiang Mountains is just around the corner. Compared with you, Wuyazi's Zhenlong chess game is simply a child's toy."
"Although this plan seems to be an understatement, it took me twenty years of hard work to be able to do it with ease, but the young master saw through it at a glance. It is really a strange person." The old monk said with his hands together.
"It's a pity that manpower is sometimes poor. After all, it's not as good as God's will!" Su Yang said.
The unknown old monk nodded: "That's right. I thought I had no plan left, but who could have expected that Wu Yazi would be knocked off the cliff by Ding Chunqiu, Qiu Shui and Xing Yun would form a life-and-death feud, and there would be people in the world.
The great hero Xiao Feng was born, and after the Tubo master learned martial arts, his thoughts were not what they used to be."
"You said that Bahuang's solemn worship of magical power is against heaven. I think you want to control the world and control the world with one person's heart. That is the real act against heaven." Su Yang said.
At this time, Murong Fu no longer had any doubts about the identity of the unknown old monk. Without waiting for the old monk to speak, he immediately said: "Father, grandpa, even if this is the case, if my grandfather and grandson join forces, who else in the world can rival him!"
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