Chapter 65 The Identity of the Monk

Xiao Feng saw that the old monk's behavior was different, so he didn't move forward. I only heard the old monk say, "I carried them for a while to liven the blood."

Xiao Feng hardly believes in his ears and revitalizes the bloodline of the dead. What does that mean? By the way, "Invigorate the bloodline?"

The old monk said, "They are too seriously injured. They have to make them sleep and then rescue them."

Xiao Feng's heart was stunned: "Isn't my father really dead? He...is he treating his father's wounds? Is there any way to kill a person before treating his wounds?

After a while, Tianbieqing, Han Feng, Murong Fu, Jiu Mozhi, Xuansheng, Xuanmu, etc. arrived one after another, and the white gas on the first floor suddenly appeared from the top of the two corpses.

The old monk turned the two corpses, facing each other, and then pulled the two corpses into four hands to hold each other.

Murong Fu shouted, "What...what are you doing?" The old monk did not answer and walked slowly around the two corpses. He couldn't help stretching out his palms and patting. Sometimes he patted on Xiao Yuanshan's "big vertebrae acupuncture point", and sometimes he hit Murong Bo's "jade pillow acupuncture point", and saw that the white air on the top of the two corpses became stronger and stronger.

After another tea time, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's bodies trembled slightly at the same time. Xiao Feng and Murong Fu were surprised and shouted together, "Dad!" Xiao Yuanshan and Murongbo slowly opened their eyes, looked at each other, and then closed. However, seeing Xiao Yuanshan's face red, Muwobo's face was faintly green.

Only then did everyone understand that the old monk hit the two on the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, but made them temporarily stop their breath and their hearts not beat, which was a way to treat major internal injuries. Many people with profound internal skills have practiced the method of turtle breathing, but that

It's incredible to stop breathing by yourself and slap others to stop breathing without dying. Since this old monk was kind-hearted, he could have made it clear in advance that he must make this big joke, so that Xiao Feng and Murong Fu were so tired that he was furious, and he was even more tired of being slapped by Xiao Feng and spitting blood? Everyone's hearts were full of doubts, but when they saw the old monk turning out their palms attentively, who dared not ask.

Gradually, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's breathing became louder and heavier. With Xiao Yuanshan's face, his face turned red. Later, he was about to drip blood, but Murong Bo's face became more and more blue, and he was very afraid of people. As the audience knows, a

is that the yang is too strong, and the virtual fire rushes up, but the other is that the yin qi is strong and the wind is cold and stuffed. Xuansheng, Xuanhuang, Daoqing and other bodies are all equipped with healing drugs, but they don't know which method is the right way to treat the symptoms.

Suddenly, I only heard the old monk shouting, "Oh! The four hands hold each other, corresponding to the internal breath, with yin to help yang, with yang to turn yin. Wang Baxiong, the sea of blood deeply hates, returns to the dust and disappears from the invisible!"

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's four hands were supposed to hold each other. Hearing the old man drink, they couldn't help but tighten their palms. The inner breath of each other in each human body surged over and melted to make up for their shortcomings. Their faces gradually turned red and turned pale; and turned pale again

For a while, the two opened their eyes at the same time and smiled at each other.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu each saw their father open his eyes and smile, and they were indescribably relieved. Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng stood up hand in hand and knelt down in front of the old monk. The old monk said, "You two walked from life to death, from death to life. What else do you have in your heart

Can't you put it down? If he dies at the right time, what else is there to restore Dayan and revenge on his wife's hatred?

Xiao Yuanshan said, "Disciple Kong has been a monk in Shaolin Temple for 30 years. It's all fake. There is no kindness of Buddhist disciples. Please include it."

The old monk said, "Don't you want to avenge your wife's murder?"

Xiao Yuanshan said, "I have killed hundreds of people in my life. If the family members of the people I killed come to revenge from me, although the disciples have died a hundred times, they are not enough."

The old monk turned to Murong Bo and said, "What about you?"

Murong Bo smiled and said, "The common people are like dust, and the emperor is like dust. If the swallow does not return to the country, it is empty, and the restoration of the country is also empty.

The old monk laughed and said, "Great enlightenment, good, good!"

Murong Bo said, "Please accept Master as a disciple and be more enlightened."

The old monk said, "If you want to become a monk, you must ask the masters in Shaolin Temple to shave. I have a few words, I might as well tell you." Sit down immediately.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu saw their father kneeling down, and then they also knelt down. Xuansheng, Xuanmu and others listened to the old monk's words about the subtleties, and couldn't help but be overjoyed. With admiration, they all rose up and knelt down one by one.

When Duan Yu arrived, he heard that the old monk was wonderfully depreting the Buddha's righteousness for everyone. He just wanted to go around the old monk and look at his appearance. Unexpectedly, Jiu Mozhi would suddenly poison him and was actually a "flame knife" in his chest.

"Old bastard! I want your life!" Tianbieqing happened to see that Jiu Mozhi injured Duan Yu. Tianbieqing flew up and shot out with a knife!

This knife is released with anger, and the speed is even more powerful! In the past, Tianbieqing had two points of power every time he took action, so this time he did his best!

Jiu Mozhi didn't expect that the heavenly love on the side suddenly burst out, and it was just a knife without saying a word! I didn't see this knife clearly, but I felt a tingling in my throat and quickly resisted it with internal force! Who knows that this internal force will never return, and it gushes out like the breach of the Yellow River at the throat!

At this time, Xiao Feng and Han Feng also woke up from the old monk's name, but they saw that Duan Yu had spitting blood and fainted to death, while Jiu Mozhi's hands covered his neck with blood and sprayed out from his fingers!

"Second brother!" Second brother!" Xiao Feng and Han Feng rushed over and shouted!

God's farewell love is to put his hand on Duan Yu's pulse and said, "It's okay! Fortunately, the second brother has deep internal strength, otherwise it will be dangerous! Find a quiet room to recuperate and it will be all right!"

"Good! I have a good place to go. I'll take him there now!" Xiao Fengdao

Naturally, he knew what Xiao Feng was talking about, so he said, "Brother, take your second brother with you!" I still have something to figure out!"

"Good!" Xiao Feng picked up Duan Yu directly and Han Feng and went straight down the mountain!

God came to the old monk's place and saw Xiao Yuanshan and Murongbo kneeling there. So instead of talking, I stood there and listened to the old monk called Buddhism! After the old monk finished speaking, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo said at the same time, "Disciples are willing to convert to the Three Treasures and become a monk in Shaolin Temple under the master's door!"

"Amitabha!" After shaving for the two, the old monk said, "Tianjushi, please come with me!"

The two came to the old monk in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion and said, "The first time the heavenly monk came to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion was four years ago, and the second time he came to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion is now! Four years ago, when the donor came, his whole body was full of anger and sharpness! Now it is sharp and restrained, and there is a sense of ease all over the body! It seems that the donor's martial arts are not far from heaven!"

He smiled affectionately. He knew that most of the terms in Buddhism were different, but the meanings were similar. The heavenly realm here was only the meaning of the innate realm. It is true that there is only a line of separation to reach the innate realm now! So God smiled and said, "Master... It shouldn't be called Uncle Zu, right?

The old monk said with a blank face, "The poor monk has already become a monk and can't afford to bear the benefactor's uncle! Although I practiced Taoist martial arts, my heart practiced Buddhism! Don't be a free man!"

"Haha... Taoism is natural, Taoism is the beginning of all things, and Taoism is the end of all things! Buddha is fine! The master should know that Buddha is the Tao!" Don't say it with a smile

"Amitabha! It's pedantic! How dare you respect the teacher for the benefactor?" The old monk's way

"When he came down to transcribe the Linga Sutra four years ago, the master must have stolen this scripture because he knew why he was here. The family teacher is now practicing martial arts in the cold pool of Tianshan Mountain! When I came to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, there was a faint nine-yang atmosphere in the pavilion. I don't know if it is..." Don't frown

"No phase! Come out and meet the benefactor!" The old monk still said blankly

A little monk came out from behind the shelf, about 15 or 16 years old! It was the phaseless monk in the war with Jiu Mozhi. Wuxiang came to a place and said, "Wai has seen the benefactor of heaven!"

"Good! The master knows that the martial arts recorded in the Lenga Sutra should be... I hope the master can do it!" Farewell

The old monk looked at the sky and didn't say anything for a long time, and finally sighed, "Hey... In this case, then there is no phase, you go with the benefactor! From now on, you will not be a disciple of Shaolin Temple, and you will no longer be a monk!"

When Wuxiang heard this, he immediately knelt down and said, "Master! This... Why is this?

Don't laugh and say, "Don't worry! Wuxiang hit is not a person in Buddhism. Previously, I heard someone say that Su Xinghe set up a rare chess game and invited the world's heroes to crack it. I saw that Wuxiang has a chance to turn over, so why don't you try it!"

The old monk took a look at God's farewell and said, "It's good! Wuxiang, go and clean up and participate in the chess club set up by Mr. Deaf-mute under the peak!"

"Yes!" Wuxiang said and went out

God saw Wuxiang go out and smiled and said, "In this case, the younger generation will say goodbye!" As for Uncle Xiao, thank you very much! If Shaolin is in trouble in the future, my Tianshan vein will definitely come to help! Say goodbye to the younger generation"