Chapter 63 Sweeping Monk 3

Murong Bo's face changed greatly, and his whole body couldn't help trembling slightly. His three acupuncture points, Yangbai, Lianquan and Fengfu, every morning, noon and three o'clock at night, are indeed like tens of thousands of needles, and the pain is irrelevitable. No matter what kind of magic medicine he eats, they have no effect. As long as

With the internal work, the pain of acupuncture goes deeper into the bone marrow. If you die three times in a day, what is the fun of living people? This pain has become more severe in recent years, so he is willing to die in exchange for Xiao Feng's promise to attack Song. Although it is to restore the great cause of the State of Yan and to suffer from this nameless disease, it is really unbearable. At this time, he was shocked to hear the old monk say his root of his illness. With such a man of martial arts, he was not surprised at all when he really sounded a Thunderbolt in his ears. Even ten Thunderbolts, he only took it as God's fart and ignored it.

But the old monk's plain words made him tremble and panic. His body trembled twice, and he suddenly felt that in the three acupuncture points of Yangbai, Lianquan and Fengfu, the acupuncture pain began again. Originally, this was not a time of pain, but under the shock of the mind, the pain was sudden. Now I can only grit my teeth and endure it. But this tooth also bites it tightly, and the upper and lower teeth have to collide and be embarrassed.

Murong Fu knew that his father wanted to have a competitive temper. He would rather kill him than make a fool of himself and be humiliated in front of others. He did not want to kneel down and plead to the old monk for his father like Xiao Feng. Now he bowed his hand to Xiao Feng and his son and said, "The green mountains will not change, green water

Long stream, goodbye today. You two want to avenge my father and son. We are waiting for you at Gusu Yanziwu. Reaching out and holding Murong Bo's right hand, he said, "Dad, let's go!"

The old monk said, "How can you bear to make your father suffer this pain?"

Murong Fu's face turned pale, took Murong Bo's hand and walked away.

Xiao Feng shouted, "Do you just want to leave? Is there such a cheap thing in the world? Your father is sick, and the man disdains to take advantage of others and let him go. You are not sick or painful!"

Murong rushed up angrily and shouted, "Then I will take Brother Xiao's high move."

Xiao Feng didn't even talk. He slapped and "see the dragon in the field" in the eighteen palms of the dragon, and slammed Murong Fu. He saw that the terrain in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion was dangerous, and the masters were clustered, and it was inconvenient to fight for a long time, so he used his ten strength to take the enemy's life between several palms.

When Murong Fu saw that his palm was fierce, he immediately carried out the power of his life and wanted to solve it with the skill of "fighting the transfer of stars".

The old monk put his hands together and said, "Chen Mituo Buddha, Buddha is good. The two benefactors should not act recklessly."

His palms only closed like this, and there seemed to be a force turning into an invisible high wall, blocking between Xiao Feng and Murong Fu. Xiao Feng's overwhelming palm hit this wall, and there was no trace and disappeared.

Xiao Feng felt a little in his heart. He had never met an enemy in his life, but the old monk in front of him was much stronger than himself. Since he stopped him, today's revenge can never be revenged. Thinking of his father's internal injury, he bowed and said, "In the wilderness, the grass,

If you don't know the etiquette and offend the monk, you will be forgiven."

The old monk smiled and said, "It's good to say, it's good to say. The old monk respects Xiao Shizhu well, and only the great hero can be true, and Xiao Shizhu deserves it.

Xiao Feng said, "The murders committed by my father were all caused by my subordinates. I pleaded with the monks to cure my father's wounds. All kinds of crimes were accepted by my subordinates and died."

The old monk smiled and said, "Lao Na has already said that in order to resolve the internal injury of Mr. Xiao's defense, we must seek from Buddhism. Buddha is born from the heart, and Buddha is the consciousness. Others can only give advice, but they can't do it for them. I asked Mr. Xiao a question: If you have a cure

Do you want to cure the internal injury of the old Lord Murong?

Xiao Yuanshan said, "I... I will treat the wounds for Xiao Ronglao...old man?"

Murong Fu shouted, " Keep your mouth clean."

Xiao Yuanshan gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Murong killed my wife and ruined my life. I can't wait to cut him into meat sauce."

The old monk said, "If you don't see Murong's old benefactor's death, how can you get rid of your great hatred?"

Xiao Yuanshan said, "Exactly. For 30 years, I have been thinking about it day and night, and I only hate this sea of blood.

The old monk nodded and said, "That's also easy." Slowly stepped forward, stretched out a palm, and patted Murongbo on the top of his head.

When Murong Bo first saw the old monk approaching, he didn't care. When he saw him reach out and pat his spiritual cover, he quickly raised his left hand. He was afraid that the opponent's martial arts were too strong. As soon as he raised his hand, his body floated backwards. His aunt Murong's family passed on martial arts, which is no longer the same

Xiaoke, after studying the 72 stunts of Shaolin Temple, he was even more like a tiger adding wings. With this head raised his body, he seemed ordinary, but he blocked all the world's attacks with one palm and retreated and flashed any pursuit during his death. The strict and elegant defense can be said to be over, and contempt is added. All the people in the cabinet are masters of martial arts. As soon as they saw him use these two moves, they all shouted secretly, which made Xiao Yuanshan and his son admire him.

Unexpectedly, the old monk gently patted down, and a wave hit the "Baihui Cave" in the middle of Murong Bo's forehead. Murong Bo retreated without any effect. "Baihui Cave" is the most important place for the human body, that is, it is for those who can't do martial arts at all

When a person met, there was also a chance of injury. The old monk was hit, and Murong Bo's whole body was shocked. He was out of breath and fell backwards.

Murong Fu was shocked, grabbed it and shouted, "Dad, Dad!" But when he saw that his father's mouth and eyes were closed and there was no breath in his nostrils, he quickly reached out to his heart and touched his heartbeat stopped. Murong Fu was full of grief and anger, and he never thought of this compassionate Buddha's Dharma

The old monk actually did this and shouted, "You...you...you are bald!" He leaned his father's body against the pillar, flew up, and his palms came out together to slam the old monk.

The old monk ignored it and ignored it. Murong Fu pushed his palms to two feet in front of the old monk, and suddenly it seemed to hit an invisible air wall, as if he had hit a fishing net. Although his palm was fierce, it was powerless and bounced back by the air wall.

It crashed into a bookshelf. Originally, he came fiercely and the power of rebound would be very fierce, but his palm seemed to be digitized by the invisible gas wall, and then gently pushed him away. He hit the bookshelf with his back. The bookshelf did not collapse, and even the old stack of scriptures did not fall down.

Murong Fu was very alert. Although he hurt his father's death, he knew that the old monk's martial arts skills were ten times higher than his own. Even if he fought fiercely, he couldn't help it. At present, he leaned on the bookshelf, pretended to gasp, and secretly calculated how to do it unexpectedly.

sneak attack.

"Haha... The younger generation admires it! The divine monk's Dharma is profound, but this martial arts is..." Tian Beiqing kept looking at the monk and finally found some clues and immediately said

"We will wait until the poor monk solves this matter!" The old monk suddenly laughed when he saw Tian Beiqing and did not ask him the reason. He just said that he was answering Tian Beiqing after this!

This monk also knew that this matter could not be hidden from God, so he simply admitted it! Besides, the Buddha said cause and effect, isn't this the cause and effect he got? Thinking of this, the old monk turned to Xiao Yuanshan and said faintly, "Xiao Laoshi mainly saw Murong's death with his own eyes to accumulate years of hatred. Now that Mr. Murong is dead, Mr. Xiao is in a calm tone, isn't he?

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