Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan, the father and son, forced Murong Bo and Murong Fu to a dead end.
Murong Bo and Murong Fu both planned to fight to the death.
The skinny, nameless old monk in blue robe suddenly appeared among them and separated them.
That three-foot wall of air,
It was really terrifying, one person withstood the attacks of four people without moving a step.
The three-foot wall of air blocked the attack.
Naturally, people in the world cannot stop after others say a few words. In the final analysis, they still have to see the real deal.
Neither father and son could break through the three-foot Qi wall, and the only one who hurt the skinny old monk in green robe was Xiao Feng.
But the injury didn't matter.
It has no impact on its combat power at all.
None of them were fools who couldn't see the situation clearly. Just now, the old monk didn't even attack him. He and the others were helpless. If they continued to attack, they would inevitably fight back.
Stop the fighting and see what the old monk has to say.
The old monk was calm and composed when surrounded by the four masters, and did not feel any discomfort at all.
The skinny old monk in green robes said to Xiao Yuanshan in an unhurried manner: "Xiao Yuanshan, do you feel a dull pain in the 'Liangmen' and 'Taiyi' points in your lower abdomen recently?"
Xiao Yuanshan's whole body trembled, and he said: "The divine monk clearly saw that this is exactly what happened."
The green-robed old monk said again: "How about your insensitivity at Guanyuan Point recently?"
Xiao Yuanshan was even more surprised and said in a trembling voice: "This numb spot was only as big as a little finger ten years ago, but now... now it is almost as big as the mouth of a tea cup."
Xiao Feng had heard what Su Xinghe said to Jiumozhi before, and now he was fighting with Murong and his son. His father used a lot of [Shaolin's Seventy-Two Special Skills].
Then I knew that the signs in my father's three key points were caused by practicing Shaolin's special skills.
It sounded from his words that this phenomenon had been bothering him for many years and could not be eliminated. It had become a major worry. He immediately took two steps forward, knelt on his knees, bowed to the old monk, and said, "Since the holy monk knows the root cause of my father's illness, , and pray for mercy and rescue.”
The old monk in green robe clasped his hands in return and said: "Please get up, benefactor. The benefactor is kind-hearted and has the common people in the world in mind. He is unwilling to harm the soldiers and civilians of the Song and Liao Dynasties out of personal vendetta. He is so benevolent and righteous, no matter what his instructions are, I will never do it." No need to be polite."
Xiao Feng was overjoyed and kowtowed twice more before standing up.
The old monk sighed and said: "Old benefactor Xiao killed many people in the past and hurt innocent people. People like Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, Master Xuanku, really shouldn't be killed."
Xiao Yuanshan is a Khitan hero. Although he is old, he still retains his rugged spirit. Hearing the old monk scolding him, he said loudly: "I know I am injured, but I am over sixty years old and have a son. Even if I die in an instant, I will recover." What's the regret? The holy monk wants me to admit my mistakes and repent, but he absolutely cannot."
The old monk shook his head and said: "I dare not ask the old benefactor to repent. It's just that the old benefactor's injury was caused by practicing Shaolin martial arts. If you want to find a way to resolve it, you must find it in Buddhism."
When he said this, he turned to Murong Bo and said: "Murong, the old benefactor, regards death as home, so there is no need for old me to talk too much. But if old me can find a way, the old benefactor will be exempted from the daily routine of visiting the three acupuncture points of Yangbai, Lianquan and Fengfu. The pain of being pricked by thousands of needles three times, but so what?"
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Su Xinghe was extremely happy that the unknown sweeping monk had gone to the Xiao family and Murong father and son.
Didn't come to myself.
After glancing at Wu Yazi, it seemed that he was basically dead. He just didn't know if the "Beiming Divine Art - Beiming Rebirth Technique" was going to work. If it didn't work, he would really be in trouble.
But Su Xinghe couldn't help but be a little confused.
Judging from the murderous intention of the sweeping monk, after Wu Yazi's death, the first ones to be dealt with should be himself and Wu Xingyun!
Why did he go to the Xiao family and Murong family?
Su Xinghe fought with Duan Yu, but most of his mind was with the sweeping monk.
Listening to what the sweeping monk said,
Su Xinghe is very familiar with it.
It's very familiar. Isn't this the scene in the original novel?
It's just that I changed from the Sutra Collection Pavilion of Shaolin Temple to the valley behind Leigu Mountain.
Su Xinghe suddenly understood: "This old monk wants to save them."
If these two people are successfully transformed, then what's the point?
It's time to come to yourself.
then,
Su Xinghe immediately said loudly: "Xiao Feng, be careful, there is something wrong with that old monk. His Qi Wall is a martial art that combines [Shaolin Golden Bell] and [Dou Zhuan Xing Shift]. This person may be from the Murong family, and it is very possible that he is Murong Bo’s father after his disguise.”
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan, who were originally relaxed, couldn't help but become nervous. Murong Bo faked his own death just now, so it's not impossible for him to fake his own death too.
Murong Bo and Murong Fu both looked a little unsure of themselves.
The expression of the skinny old monk in blue robe did not change at all, he just folded his hands and chanted Amitabha.
Is the sweeping monk Murong Bo’s father?
Does Su Xinghe know?
Of course Su Xinghe didn't know.
Lao Jin didn't write it down, so Su Xinghe knew something.
This is just a bucket of shit for the nameless sweeper.
Regardless of whether he is, as long as he is buckled up, Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan will have doubts in their hearts.
As long as there is doubt, there will be no trust.
Without trust, there is no peace.
Su Xinghe just wanted to let them fight first, regardless of what he was doing.
The reason why the unknown monk was framed was Murong Bo's father.
Because of,
Anyone can persuade Xiao Yuanshan to let go of his hatred, but the Murong family doesn't believe it.
Su Xinghe saw that they were still a little doubtful, so he started to argue again: "Xiao Feng, think about it, this old monk will come sooner or later. He specially appears when you are about to take revenge, and when Murong Bo and his son's lives are in danger It just shows up when the time comes.”
Xiao Feng, Xiao Yuanshan and his son began to look more wary, and stepped back several times to prevent them from sneaking up on them.
Su Xinghe continued: "Xiao Yuanshan, you were separated from your wife and children by Murong Bo, and you were left alone and helpless for thirty years. You watched your son being trained as a knife by the enemy to slaughter your own compatriots. Do you hate it? Do you resent it?
You can let go of this hatred, are you still worthy of being a husband and a father?
As soon as this old monk came out, he told you to put aside the blood feud and turn your enemies into friends with Murong Bo, eat fast and chant the Buddha's name. It was obvious that he was helping Murong Bo and his son, deliberately trying to sidestep him! "
The Xiao family father and son had been affected by Su Xinghe's words, and the eyes they looked at Murong and his son became more and more dangerous.
Su Xinghe was not afraid of the unknown sweeping monk at all. The persona he set up was that of an enlightened monk who had seen through the world of mortals. If he came to attack him, it meant that someone was trying to attack him.
Murong Bo didn't care whether the unknown old monk was his father or not, he would kneel down and call him father, otherwise he would be beaten to death by the Xiao family and his son.
Therefore, the nameless old monk is happy to be a father at this time. If you hold down this shit basin, it will be either shit or shit.
Explanations are no longer effective. Only by subduing them can we explain clearly.
But that played right into Su Xinghe's hands.
