The sweeping monk comforted Xiao Feng, then turned his attention to Li Jiang, and said, "I admire the sharpness of Taoist Master's flying sword."
Li Jiang's face turned gloomy, he shook his head and said: "Master praised me, Pindao lost this battle. In order to avenge his father, Pindao ignored morality and took advantage of the master's laxity to attack. Now we know that Pindao is far worse than the master."
Don't make excuses. In this case, if the master wants to kill or behead him, the poor Taoist will never frown."
Xiao Feng was relieved when he first heard that Li Jiang had surrendered, but later he was shocked when he heard that Li Jiang was about to give up resistance. He immediately knelt down and begged: "Holy Monk, my second brother is willing to avenge his father. Xiao Feng will shoulder his responsibility with all his strength."
, please let him go."
The sweeping monk pulled out the flying sword, but without seeing how he moved, the wound on his shoulder began to shrink, and the bleeding stopped in a moment.
He moved his shoulders and said with a wry smile: "The sword energy is cold. I claim to be indestructible, but my meridians are still damaged. The Taoist master has a good sword!" After that, he threw the small sword back to Li Jiang.
Li Jiang took it shamelessly and had to accept it in his heart.
If he hadn't thrown out the flying sword at that time, his true energy would have been exhausted soon, and the sweeping monk would have absorbed energy from the void and refined it, and there would have been an endless supply.
Li Jiang also gave up his thoughts of comparison, bowed to the ground and said, "Thank you so much, holy monk!"
The sweeping monk nodded, then turned to Xiao Yuanshan and said calmly: "Junior Xiao wants to see the death of Jushi Murong with his own eyes, so now that Jushi Murong is dead, will Old Donor Xiao feel calm?"
Xiao Yuanshan was extremely surprised when he saw the divine monk beating Murong Bo to death with one palm, but when he heard him ask this question, he couldn't help but feel confused and speechless.
When Murong Bo died, all the enemies he had hated for decades died in front of him. Ordinarily, he should feel the satisfaction of having his revenge, but for some reason, he felt an indescribable feeling of desolation and loneliness in his heart.
, I just feel that I no longer have a goal in this world, and I don’t know what to do next? Living is in vain.
The sweeping monk said again: "Master Xiao, I killed Master Murong. You failed to avenge this great revenge with your own hands, so you have some regrets in your heart, right?"
Xiao Yuanshan Xiao Suo said: "That's not true! There is no enmity between the divine monk and Murong Bo, so he took action on my behalf, which is no different from me."
The old monk nodded and said: "That's right! But Taoist fellow Murong is hurt by his father's death, but he wants to take revenge on me and you, what should we do?"
Xiao Yuanshan was disheartened and said: "Young Master Murong wants to avenge his father, just come and kill me." After saying that, he sighed deeply and said: "Feng'er, my work is done. You...since you don't want to go back to Daliao,
Then go to the northwest, go to the south, and go overseas."
Xiao Feng said: "Dad, you..."
The sweeping monk said: "If fellow Taoist Murong beats you to death, Almsgiver Xiao will definitely turn against him and seek revenge from him. When will we be able to retaliate with such grudges? Don't bother, all these sins will be mine."
stop!"
As he spoke, he took a step forward, slowly and quickly, and slapped Xiao Yuanshan's head with his left hand.
Seeing this, Xiao Feng was shocked and yelled: "Stop!" Both palms came out, one palm "may jump in the abyss" to hit the sweeping monk, and the other palm "single dragon sucks water" sucked Xiao Yuanshan.
The old monk was injured in his right hand, so he could only ignore Xiao Feng's Dragon Subduing Palm, resisting the suction force, and continued to hit the top of Xiao Yuanshan's head with his left palm.
Xiao Yuanshan was determined to die and didn't want to dodge at all, so he simply closed his eyes.
Suddenly, Li Jiang appeared, stretched out his palm to resist Xiao Feng's palm that was hitting the sweeping monk, and allowed the sweeping monk's left palm to hit the top of Xiao Yuanshan's head.
There was a loud thunder on the ground: "Second brother, what are you doing?"
Li Jiang circled his hands to neutralize Xiao Feng's palm force and pushed Xiao Yuanshan into his arms.
The sweeping monk smiled and said, "Thank you so much, fellow Taoist Murong. Master Xiao's palm skills are so pure that I cannot avoid it no matter what."
"Master sacrificed himself to save others with his big heart, but I can only help a little, I'm ashamed!" Li Jiang said.
The sweeping monk said "Oh" and asked, "Did fellow Taoist see it?"
Li Jiang's face turned pale, and he said sarcastically: "After calming down just now, I used my true energy to explore my father's heart, and I seemed to have gained something..."
"That's good, that's good. Fellow Taoist, you can draw inferences from one instance and it's very sincere!" said the sweeping monk Heshi.
Xiao Feng could no longer hear what the two of them were saying, and his ears were "buzzing" now. Xiao Yuanshan's breathing stopped and his heart stopped. He actually knew very well in his heart that his father had died, but he couldn't let go and still hugged Xiao Yuanshan.
He tried his best to inject his energy, hoping to save his life.
However, no matter how much zhenqi he input, it would all sink into the sea and dissipate into the air through Xiao Yuanshan's body.
Xiao Feng was heartbroken and tears rolled down his face.
At this time, Li Jiang came over, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Brother, do you still remember what I said at the beginning?"
Xiao Feng's men paused for a moment, then continued to inject Qi, and at the same time said: "Second brother, weren't you just grieving for the death of your father and took action?"
Li Jiang coughed twice and said, "I was so angry. Listen to me. I felt my father's body carefully again. What do you think I found?"
"What?" Xiao Feng raised his head in confusion.
"Born to death!" Li Jiang said mysteriously.
"Really?" Xiao Feng said happily.
Before Li Jiang could answer, the sweeping monk walked over and said: "It's time, it's time to go!" Then he stretched out his left hand to grab the back collar of Xiao Yuanshan's corpse. Xiao Feng was about to fight back with his hand, but Li Jiang said in time: "Brother,
give him."
Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, his movements stopped for a moment, and the body was immediately taken away by the sweeping monk.
The sweeping monk turned back to Li Jiang and said, "Fellow Taoist, grab your father's Dazhui point, use your true energy to circulate around your heart, and come with me."
After saying that, he took a big step, as if he was shrinking to an inch, and after a few shakes, he was a long way away from everyone.
Li Jiang followed suit, grabbing the back of Murong Bo's neck and stepping on his long heels.
He didn't forget to say hello: "Brother, let's go, don't be stunned."
"Alas, alas." Xiao Feng quickly followed.
The others couldn't figure out what kind of medicine they were selling in their gourds, but they couldn't help but watch the excitement, so they followed her like a swarm of swarms.
Duan Yu followed his father Duan Zhengchun. He thought he was walking too slowly, so he said, "Dad, I'll go and take a look first." After saying that, he took a few steps forward, rushed to the front of the crowd, and shouted: "
Big brother, second brother, wait for the little brother."
The sweeping monk, Li Jiang, Xiao Feng, and Duan Yu's lightness skills were extraordinary. Soon after everyone chased them, they lost track of several of them. But they didn't have to worry about getting lost. There was only one way up the mountain, and Duan Yu's voice was guiding them.
It's heading in the right direction!
The sweeping monk turned west and east in the barren mountain. After walking for a long time, he came to an open place in the forest.
Then he instructed Li Jiang to place the two corpses under a tree with him, and put them in a cross-legged posture. He himself sat behind the two corpses, pressed his palms against the vests of the two corpses, and began to perform exercises.
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Seeing the sweeping monk's actions, Xiao Feng finally believed that he was rescuing people, so he stood quietly aside, only looking at the two corpses with worried eyes.
Li Jiang was rigorous in his studies and would ask questions when he didn't understand. He said loudly: "Master, why are you carrying them running?"
The sweeping monk replied: "To rejuvenate the blood."
Xiao Feng thought that he had heard wrongly. Even if he was dead, how could he rejuvenate his blood? So he interjected: "Revitalize his blood?"
The sweeping monk said: "Their internal injuries are too serious. We must first let them enter the turtle breath before trying to save them."
Xiao Feng was greatly shocked and thought: Is my father really not dead? He...he was treating his father's injuries? Is there any way in the world to beat someone to death first and then treat his injuries?
Li Jiang was not shocked. He was currently comparing his simulated treatment methods.
After much comparison, I still feel that the Sweeping Monk is better because it takes a short time and produces quick results. However, if I practice Changchun Gong myself, the time will be much longer.