[Shaolin Xuanji of the Great Song Dynasty: That’s nonsense! Shi Zhongyu, you little lecher, how dare you slander the reputation of our Buddhist sect. My Buddha also has the wrath of King Kong!]

[Shi Zhongyu: Look, King Kong’s Wrath is here! Where’s the mercy we usually promised? Didn’t I just say a few bad things about you? What’s more, what I said was not the truth? 】

…

No one paid attention to their quarrel. At this moment, everyone was more curious about how Shaolin would save the two 'big devils' Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo.

in the screen.

Xiao Yuanshan was shocked when he heard the sweeping monk said that the first time he took was the 'Wuxianjie Fingerprint'.

You know, no one knows about this except him.

Could it be that the sweeping monk has been secretly observing him, just like he was secretly observing Xuanci?

Think of this.

Xiao Yuanshan's hair stood on end and he shuddered.

The sweeping monk continued: "The second time the layman came to borrow the pavilion, it was a book of 'Prajna Palm Technique'..."

Listening to the sweeping monk casually recounting his actions thirty years ago, everything was correct.

Xiao Yuanshan gradually turned from fright to fear, from fear to terror. Cold sweat broke out on his back, and his heart almost stopped beating.

The sweeping monk looked at Murong Bo, which made Murong Bo's heart tremble.

He sighed and said: "Murong layman is actually from the Xianbei tribe, but he has lived in the south of the Yangtze River for several generations. The old monk initially expected that layman must have been exposed to the literary talent of the Southern Dynasties."

"Unexpectedly, the layman came to the Sutra Pavilion and discarded all my ancestor's subtle French words and the sayings and insights of eminent monks of all ages as if they were nothing. When he picked up a book called "Fingering Method of Nianhua", he felt like he had found a treasure."

"In the past, people bought coffins and returned pearls, which made them laugh for thousands of years. The two laymen, although they were great men in the world, also did this foolish thing. Alas, it is harmful to both themselves and others."

Murong Bo was shocked. When he first entered the Sutra Pavilion, the first martial arts secret book he saw was indeed the 'Nian Hua Finger Technique'. However, he had carefully checked around and found out that there was no one inside or outside the Sutra Pavilion. Why?

Is this old monk as straightforward as seeing him in person?

Follow closely.

The sweeping monk went on to explain in detail the signs that they were possessed and that their lives would soon be over.

For example, it hurts somewhere, etc.

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were shocked because what the sweeping monk said was accurate.

This moment.

They all knew they had met an expert.

Xiao Feng immediately knelt down and begged the sweeping monk for help.

The sweeping monk said that Xiao Yuanshan was caused by practicing Shaolin martial arts, and if he wanted to find relief, he had to seek Buddhism.

Then he looked at Murong Bo again.

Murong Bo had previously regarded death as his own, so the sweeping monk would not threaten him with death, but said that he could relieve the pain and torture caused by Murong Bo's obsession with practicing martial arts.

Murong Fu knew that his father was stronger, and he was even more unwilling to kneel down and beg the sweeping monk like Xiao Feng.

He handed over his hands to Xiao Feng and his son, and said: "The green mountains will not change, and the green waters will always flow. Let's say goodbye today. You two want to avenge me and my son. We are waiting for you at Shenhe Village in Yanziwu, Gusu."

He stretched out his hand to hold Murong Bo's right hand and said, "Dad, let's go!"

The sweeping monk said: "How can you bear to do this and let your father suffer such bone-breaking pain?"

[Shi Zhongyu: I dare say that there is definitely something wrong with the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion’s Kung Fu. As long as you are not from Shaolin and don’t know the secrets, you will have problems after practicing. That’s why the sweeping monk is not afraid of Murong Bo and others spreading the Kung Fu! ]

[Shaolin Xuanji of the Great Song Dynasty: That’s nonsense! Our Shaolin martial arts are naturally based on Buddhism. Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan don’t understand Buddhism. It’s normal for them to go crazy while practicing. How can you blame me, Shaolin, for tampering with the martial arts! 】

[Zhao Min, Princess Shao Min: Everyone knows whether there was any manipulation.]

[Little boy Yang Guo: It is worthy of being the martial arts Taishan Beidou that has been passed down for thousands of years. It is indeed amazing. Today is an eye-opener!]

[Xuannan, Shaolin of the Great Song Dynasty: That’s nonsense. I, Shaolin, are upright. The exercises we practice are all from the Sutra Pavilion. There is absolutely no problem. The problem with your practice is that you yourself do not understand Buddhism! 】

[Shi Zhongyu: After all, in fact, as long as you practice my Shaolin Kung Fu, you must join Shaolin, otherwise you will die! 】

[Cheng Shifei: But the threat of life and death may not be of much use to Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, right? Neither of them are greedy for life and afraid of death! 】

[Murong Bo, a descendant of Dayan: Even if I, Murong Bo, die, I will not join Shaolin. If you want to convert me, just dream! 】

[Xiao Yuanshan: I, Xiao Yuanshan, am already dead, so why should I be afraid of death? Feng’er, please don’t kneel down and beg for me again in the future, otherwise don’t recognize me as your father! 】

[Xiao Feng: Yes, father!]

…

Everyone became more and more curious. The hatred between Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo was as deep as the sea, and they each had their own obsessions. It was definitely not something that the sweeping monk could save by threatening his strength or his life.

Are there any other special means?

Everyone is watching the live broadcast closely.

in the screen.

When Murong Fu heard this, his face turned pale, but he still held Murong Bo's hand and walked away.

Xiao Feng shouted: "You just want to leave? How can there be such a cheap thing in the world? Your father is sick, and a man doesn't want to take advantage of others' danger, so he lets him go. You are not sick or in pain!"

Murong Fu rushed up with anger and shouted: "Then I will follow Brother Xiao's clever move."

Xiao Feng didn't even say a word, he used the "Seeing the Dragon in the Field" move from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and struck Murong Fu fiercely.

When Murong Fu saw the viciousness of his palm, he immediately used all his strength to resolve it with the "Star Shift", but at this moment the sweeping monk took action.

"Amitabha, the good land of Buddhism, the two donors must not act recklessly and ignorantly."

The sweeping monk clasped his hands together, and a force seemed to turn into an invisible high wall, blocking Xiao Feng and Murong Fu. Xiao Feng's overwhelming palm force hit the wall and disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Feng's heart trembled, knowing that he was no match.

Thinking of Xiao Yuanshan's internal injuries, he bowed again and said: "I am a barbaric man, a man in the wilderness, who does not know etiquette and offended the sacred monk. I will forgive you."

The sweeping monk smiled and said: "Easy to say, easy to say. The old monk has great respect for Almsgiver Xiao. He is a great hero, and Almsgiver Xiao deserves it."

Xiao Feng said: "The murders committed by my father were all caused by my body. I begged the holy monk to heal my father's injuries. I will bear all the responsibility for the crime and I will not give up even if I die."

The sweeping monk smiled slightly and said: "Lao Monk has already said that to resolve the internal injury of old donor Xiao, one must seek it from Buddhism."

"The Buddha is born from the heart, and the Buddha is enlightened. Others can only give advice, but they cannot do it for you."

"Let me ask old donor Xiao: If you have the ability to heal injuries, would you be willing to heal old donor Murong's internal injuries?"

Xiao Yuanshan marched forward and said: "I...I'm going to treat Xiao Ronglao...an old man's injury?"

Murong Fu shouted: "Keep your mouth clean."

Xiao Yuanshan gritted his teeth: "Murong Murong killed my beloved wife and ruined my life. I can't wait to cut him into pieces with a thousand knives."

The sweeping monk said, "If you hadn't seen old benefactor Murong die an unexpected death, would you have been able to eliminate the deep hatred in your heart?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "Exactly. For the past thirty years, I have been thinking about this day and night, and I only have this deep hatred."

Then the sweeping monk walked up to Murong Bo and lightly slapped Murong Bo on the top of his head. Although Murong Bo resisted with all his strength, he was still easily beaten to death with one palm.

Then the sweeping monk said that now that Murong Bo had been beaten to death, Murong Fu would definitely take revenge.

If Murong Fu killed Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng would definitely seek revenge from Murong Fu.

in this way.

When will the injustice be repaid?

He took action again, and when Xiao Feng blocked him, he slapped Xiao Yuanshan to death.

He bears all the sins alone.

Follow closely.

He mentioned the bodies of Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan and left quickly.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu didn't know what was going on and hurriedly chased after him.

Only the sweeping monk was seen treating the injuries of Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan.

Although Xiao Feng is confused, people have been beaten to death, how can they be saved?

But he didn't stop it.

Just wait and see what happens.

However, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, two people who had expired, miraculously regained their heartbeat and breathing.

Suddenly, the sweeping monk shouted: "Hey! The four hands are holding each other, and the inner breath is corresponding, using yin to support yang, and using yang to transform yin. The king's domineering ambition, the sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, will all return to the dust and disappear invisible!"

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo opened their eyes, smiled at each other, and knelt down together in front of the sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk said: "Is there anything you can't let go of? Are you still trying to revive Dayan and avenge your wife?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "Disciple Kong has been a monk in Shaolin Temple for thirty years. It is all fake and does not have any compassion for Buddhist disciples. I beg Master to include it."

The sweeping monk said: "You don't want to avenge your wife's murder?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "My disciple has killed hundreds of people in his life. If all the family members of the people I killed came to seek revenge from me, even if my disciple died a hundred times, it would still be insufficient."
To be continued...