Listening to the names of the two, some doubts in Murong Fu's mind were cleared up.
No wonder Tianshan Tonglao and Li Qiushui suddenly appeared in Shaolin and turned against him. It turned out that they were helping the sweeping monk.
And the sweeping monk is actually the master of the two of them. Isn't that the founder of the Xiaoyao sect, Xiaoyaozi?
Calculated by age, he must be at least one hundred, twenty or thirty years old, right?
After all, the Tianshan Child Elder is ninety-six years old. Even if Xiaoyaozi is extremely talented and established Taoism at a young age, it is normal for him to be ten or twenty years older than the Tianshan Child Elder.
But why did the head of Xiaoyao Sect, who is similar to Taoist sect, want to become a monk in Shaolin?
At this time, Murong Fu realized that the doubt in his heart was solved, but it did not mean that the doubt had dissipated, but that there were many more small doubts that confused him even more.
When he heard that the Tianshan Child's Marrow Cleansing Sutra was actually obtained from Murong Fu, the sweeping monk raised his eyebrows slightly, but he did not show too much surprise.
"Qiu Shui, your love crisis has been solved. It seems that it was thanks to this little benefactor Murong, right?"
The sweeping monk then looked at Li Qiushui and said.
A trace of uneasiness flashed across Li Qiushui's expression and he said: "Back to Master, thanks to the help of Mr. Murong, the scars on my disciple's face have disappeared."
The sweeping monk smiled slightly and said: "The scars in your heart have been eliminated long ago. Even if the scars on your face are not gone, what's the problem?"
Seeing that the sweeping monk was talking about "physical calamity" and "emotional calamity" to the two of them, as if he could tell fortunes, Murong Fu couldn't help but asked: "Master, I wonder what kind of calamity I have? Can you calculate it for me?" ?”
The sweeping monk pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "I can't calculate the misfortune of little benefactor Murong. If I could calculate it, I wouldn't show up today!"
"So mysterious?"
Murong Fu couldn't help but wonder, could it be that since he traveled through time, he became the son of destiny?
After all, those protagonists all had a rough life, and they couldn't figure out their fortune simply by divination. Could it be that I was the same?
However, when he thought that what he had to do was always difficult and did not have any privileges as a child of destiny, he quickly gave up the idea.
If he believed in heaven, what else would he do?
Isn't it nice to just survive until the end, and then reveal that he is actually Duan Zhengchun's illegitimate son, and then compete with Duan Yu for the throne, and successfully become the emperor of Dali?
But unfortunately, these are just his imagination.
While Murong Fu was thinking wildly, the sweeping monk suddenly had something to say: "Murong's little benefactor's white hair seems to have arisen in response to the calamity and was contaminated by causes and effects that do not belong to you. It seems that the fate of my disciple The calamity didn't come true either, so he probably died in the hands of little benefactor Murong!"
"Death Tribulation? Could it be Wu YaZi? Brat, were you the one who killed Wu YaZi?"
Li Qiu Shui on the side did not react at all, but the Tianshan Child Elder could not sit still, and stared at Murong Fu with anger in her eyes.
Murong Fu didn't expect that even the sweeping monk would know about this matter. Could this old monk really tell fortunes?
He really wants to learn this skill!
"Tong Lao, please don't get angry in a hurry, I have no choice but to do it!"
Murong Fu didn't want to get into an argument with the Tianshan Child Elder, so he immediately told a few people about the fact that Wu Yazi wanted to take away his body, which he had kept secretly.
"Amitabha, how good! How good!"
After hearing this, the sweeping monk had a look of disappointment in his eyes. It was unclear whether he was disappointed because Wu Yazi had evil thoughts or because Murong Fu was not taken away.
After hearing this, the Tianshan Child Elder immediately lost her temper.
Li Qiushui showed an expression of sudden realization.
"Master, I didn't expect that we are all the same people. Considering that we are so destined, can you teach me your fortune-telling skills?"
Murong Fu chuckled and couldn't help rubbing his palms.
The sweeping monk smiled and said: "The little benefactor has not even figured out his own destiny, so how can he tell the fortunes of others? You might as well tell the little benefactor that calculating fortunes will shorten your life. I have only told seven people in my life."
"Which seven people?"
Murong Fu asked curiously.
The sweeping monk seemed to be open to chatting, and said calmly: "My eldest disciple Tong Piaoyun, my second disciple Wu Yazi, my third disciple Li Qiushui... Xiao Feng, the former leader of the Beggar Clan, Prince Duan of Dali Kingdom, and others Little benefactor Murong, you are here!"
"But the first six people can calculate it, but only the little benefactor's natal chart can't be seen through by me!"
"Hey, aren't there only six people? Who is the other one?"
Murong Fu noticed that the sweeper obviously paused when he mentioned the person after Li Qiushui, and couldn't help but ask.
"I could calculate another person's horoscope before, but now I can't! It's okay not to mention it!"
Seeing Murong Fu's very curious look, the sweeping monk pretended to be sophisticated this time and did not tell him.
Murong Fu curled his lips. If the sweeping monk hadn't been highly skilled in martial arts, he would have been beaten to death by a stick like this!
Now that he knew the identity of the sweeping monk, Murong Fu no longer cared about the reason why Tianshan Tonglao and Li Qiushui came to Shaoshi Mountain, and instead asked: "May I ask Master, what happened to the resurrection of the jade statue today? "
When talking about this matter, even his expression had to become solemn.
After all, the jade statue is too strong, and I have no room to resist in front of the opponent. In the final analysis, it is just a jade statue. Could it be that it is like the immortal family's method, leaving a ray of divine consciousness in the jade statue, and then this The jade statue came back to life?
So who can have this ability?
However, the jade statue came to help the sweeping monk, so obviously the old monk would know the inside story.
Upon hearing Murong Fu's inquiry, Tianshan Child Elder and Li Qiu Shui's expressions changed obviously, but it was fleeting and Murong Fu's attention was all on the sweeping monk, so they did not notice it.
"Concerning this matter, the little benefactor has not yet met, and I will not say much. As long as the little benefactor Murong knows, this jade statue will only be a jade statue from now on, and will not be resurrected!"
Obviously, the sweeping monk did not want to say more on this matter.
The corner of Murong Fu's mouth twitched, thinking that I don't need to ask this question.
Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, just when Murong Fu was about to stand up and leave, he suddenly thought of something and sat down again and asked: "Master, my father secretly learned the seventy-two stunts of your temple, which caused him to be violent and hurt his body. I am suffering from severe pain in the three acupoints of Yangbai, Lianquan and Fengfu, please help me, Master!"
After all, Murong Bo was also his predecessor's father. Although Murong Fu didn't need his help now, he still took the body of someone else's son, so he thought of helping him.
However, he did not mention Murong Bo's name, but with Saodi Monk's magical power, he knew who he was talking about.
The sweeping monk pondered for a moment, then sighed: "Oh! I don't understand, and I don't want to do it anymore... Tomorrow, little benefactor Murong will order someone to come to Shaolin to get a Buddhist scripture for your father. As long as your father devotes himself to practicing the teachings in the Buddhist scriptures, According to Buddhism, the pain will be relieved and can be eliminated within three years!”
"Thank you, Master!"
Murong Fu was very happy and bowed down.
