Xiao Yuanshan hated his miserable life and could not escape the fate of being plotted against him.
The image of the old monk who appeared as a worldly master and an eminent monk turned into a conspiracy at this moment.
However, the old monk was unmoved and continued to speak calmly: "There are many martial arts in the world that are too aggressive and affect the mind. Shaolin martial arts comes from Buddhism. It uses force to stop fighting and has compassion in the heart. It needs Buddhism to resolve it. It is natural." It’s because the donor is worrying too much.”
After beating him up, Huang Shang became a conspirator.
Huang Shang laughed loudly: "You are changing the concept. Because the heavy killing affects the mind, what does it have to do with martial arts? What affects the mind is killing, not the means of killing. Swords kill, conspiracy and power also kill. Put martial arts into it. Distinguishing evil from good is just a way for you to boost your self-esteem. Buddhism can save people, and you can practice any martial arts to save people, so you always put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. You dare to take in all the criminal thieves, land and sea thieves, and those who do evil and gamble. Under the banner of Buddhism, they recruit party members and forcibly resolve the hatred of others, relying only on superior martial arts to make people have to bow their heads."
The old monk said: "The prejudice of the donor has been deeply rooted in your bones. It is useless for me to do more."
The old monk kept silent, as if he no longer bothered to argue with him.
The debate couldn't go on without an opponent, and Huang Shang didn't have to argue with the old monk. To continue at this time would be like arrogating arguments and devaluing one's own worth.
Huang Shang sneered contemptuously, glanced at Xiao Yuanshan, and then at Murong Bo who was kneeling in front of the old monk.
Xiao Yuanshan immediately understood and without saying hello, he suddenly attacked Murong Bo.
Murong Bo didn't expect that Xiao Yuanshan would dare to take action in front of the old monk in this situation, so he didn't react in time. Fortunately, the old monk in front of him had already reached the state of doing whatever he wanted. With a slight wave of his hand, Xiao Yuanshan had returned without success.
Murong Bo stood up and turned behind the old monk, but he had no intention of taking action.
As soon as Xiao Yuanshan moved, Xiao Feng followed closely behind him, using all his strength to fight the dragon with his palm, which made the old monk look condensed, not daring to slack off at all.
Xiao Feng saw a dragon in the field with his left hand, and rode six dragons with his right hand. The dragon in his left hand was regretful, and the flying dragon in his right hand was standing on it. He stepped on the Bagua circle and surrounded the old monk with Xiao Yuanshan in the middle.
Xiao Feng, who had been like a god of war just now, was now even more powerful, and with the addition of Xiao Yuanshan, he still couldn't do anything to the old monk. The old monk was indeed not just boasting.
If Shaolin could still stand idly by during the previous series of fierce battles, but now it is Shaolin's people who are being besieged, and it is very likely that Shaolin's Dinghai Shenzhen is there, then the Xiao family and his son cannot be allowed to run wild.
Shaolin's Arhat formation slowly started, and all the eminent monks who could be counted took the lead and stood in front of the formation, surrounding Xiao, his son and the old monk.
However, the old monk was not at a disadvantage for a while, and there was no crisis, so he did not take action. This was just the time for the old monk to become famous for Shaolin martial arts.
Despite all the tricks, Xiao and his son did not take advantage. This was simply unimaginable to them. With anxiety in his heart, Xiao Feng became more and more courageous as he fought, but Xiao Yuanshan suddenly felt severe pain in the "Liangmen" and "Taiyi" points on his abdomen. The sequelae of practicing Shaolin martial arts broke out at the most critical moment.
The aftereffects of practicing Shaolin martial arts are so strong that even a strong person like Xiao Yuanshan cannot help but moan.
Xiao Feng was so shocked that he didn't care about the old monk and stretched out his hand to support his father.
The old monk did not take advantage of others' danger, and acted as if it was natural. This is what happens if he secretly learns Shaolin martial arts. If he wants to survive, he can only seek help from Shaolin.
However, Xiao Feng still did not ask for mercy as the old monk expected. Instead, he helped his father to Huang Shang and called: "Master."
Huang Shang didn't say much, took out a medicine bottle from his arms and handed it to Xiao Feng, saying: "Take one pill."
Xiao Feng quickly gave Xiao Yuanshan a pill. After a while, Xiao Yuanshan calmed down.
The old monk finally showed a surprised look and said: "It turns out that the benefactor is the Holy Hand of Xinglin, but this kind of painkiller treats the symptoms but not the root cause and does not solve his fundamental problem."
Xiao Feng also looked at Master suspiciously, wanting to get the answer from Master.
Huang Shang raised his thumb at the old monk and said, "You have good eyesight. You can tell at a glance that what I gave him was just painkillers."
The presence of the old monk and the old god showed that everything was under control. If Xiao Yuanshan wanted to heal his injury, he still asked Shaolin.
Huang Shang said: "But I don't have to solve his fundamental problem in the first place. As long as I can continuously provide him with painkillers, his problem will be solved. I will first prepare him with enough medicine for a hundred years. I just don’t know if he can survive until that time.”
The old monk was stunned, what kind of solution is this? But how should I defend myself?
Huang Shang's method was actually inspired by the betrayal of the Five Poison Boy. The Five Poison Boy could not solve the life and death talisman, but he could relieve pain. Isn't it the same as reconciling the life and death talisman to prevent the life and death talisman from happening again?
The old monk thought for a while and then said: "Then he will have to be held hostage by you for the rest of his life?"
If there is no solution, you can use moral character. Moral attacks are always the best weapons, far better than swords.
Huang Shang smiled and said: "Then it depends on whether he wants to be held hostage by you or me."
Huang Shang does not need to justify his moral character. At this time, flaunting his noble moral character is not convincing.
Isn't Xuanci's mouth prettier than anyone else's? The things he did behind his back were more despicable than anyone else's, and his words were baseless.
Huang Shang directly admitted what the old monk said, that he was blackmailing Xiao Yuanshan, putting everything on the table, and letting Xiao Yuanshan make his own choice. Believe it or not, in Xiao Yuanshan, this is voting with his feet.
What choice would Xiao Yuanshan make?
Xiao Yuanshan was willing to die in the first place, but now Huang Shang supported him in revenge, so who else would he trust?
Not to mention Huang Shang is Xiao Feng's master. He had long known how powerful Huang Shang was, and Xiao Feng's martial arts was inferior to his own. This could only mean that Huang Shang taught Xiao Feng everything he had and had no selfish motives.
When Huang Shang didn't point it out, Xiao Yuanshan still admired the old monk, but now he only felt deep disgust.
Xiao Yuanshan cupped his fists at Huang Shang and said, "Thank you sir."
The old monk let out a long sigh. Facts speak louder than words. Even if you read so much, you can't win people's trust. Xiao Yuanshan's choice will directly affect people's perception of Shaolin, including Murong Bo. Now it seems that Murong Bo is more like being held hostage by Shaolin.
Xiao Yuanshan chose Huang Shang, but the sequelae occurred. Although he was suppressed by Huang Shang, he also lost part of his combat effectiveness. It took a long time to recover. Xiao Feng was left alone and had no hope of revenge.
There was despair in Xiao Yuanshan's eyes, and Xiao Feng was helpless.
Huang Shang smiled and patted Xiao Feng's shoulder and asked, "What? Are you unwilling?"
Can you be willing?
Murong and his son were no match for him at all. If a top master from Shaolin hadn't suddenly appeared and intervened, Murong Bo would have been killed.
