"Come on, come on." Wu Yazi knew that Zhang Sanfeng was very strong, but he had never fought against Zhang Sanfeng, so he thought that no matter how strong he was, he could only be as close to him as he was. His illness was gone, and his whole body was glowing. He was about to fight with Zhang Sanfeng.

After a good fight, Zhang Sanfeng was eager to try.

"Brother Zhang, you are the senior, I'm going to strike first!" Wu Yazi hit him on his head. The people around him looked at him with contempt. Now that he knows you are a junior, you have to strike first. You didn't see him when he was a junior just now.

You ask the juniors to do some tricks.

But Wu Yazi was only slightly stronger than Xiao Yuanshan, and to Zhang Sanfeng, who had penetrated the divine book, he could hardly be considered a human being. He didn't even use Tai Chi and turned to one side to avoid Wu Yazi's palm.

He raised his hand and wiped it twice on his body. Wu Yazi's clothes were covered with oil.

"What material is the Taoist robe made of? It absorbs oil well." Zhang Sanfeng asked with interest, holding the skirt of Wu Yazi's robe, "I'll make one too later."

Wu Yazi was speechless.

He was grabbed on the chest in one move, what else could he say? Zhang Sanfeng was grabbing his clothes and asking about the material. He was grabbing his acupuncture points and asking whether he wanted to live or die, so what?

Besides, it’s just you. With your virtue, what kind of Taoist robe can you make? What kind of material can withstand your waste? Why don’t you get some iron leaves and make a Taoist robe?

Wu Yazi glanced at Zhang Sanfeng with disdain and said, "Brother is awesome, I'm convinced!"

There was someone foolishly shouting next to him, "Hey, those two old guys, you guys are fighting, why don't you fight?"

Wu Yazi glared at him angrily, "Hit me, I already lost in one move, why should I fight?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said: "Victory cannot be achieved without force. You were injured. Well, I wasn't sure at first. But now it seems that it was indeed Lao Yang who hit you."

Xuanji also knew that this was an expert in the sect, but he openly questioned the decision made by the previous abbot, and ordered himself, the current abbot, not to do with power, but to stage a split in the Shaolin Temple in front of the world's heroes.

No matter what happens now, the two sects of Shaolin and Wudang are destined to be known as the "Taishan Beidou".

"Abbot Xuanci, a Shaolin Wudang man, should not be so forced. But the crime Ye Erniang committed is too great, so he asked Master Abbot to come up with a charter. No matter what happens afterwards, Wudang will try its best to help Shaolin overcome the difficulties."

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, "I don't know either."

Shaolin Temple gained face, Wudang Sect gained face, everyone got what they needed, and everyone was happy.

After Xuanci finished speaking, his face changed, he hugged Ye Erniang gently, and said with a smile: "Er Niang, since you have already committed evil deeds, regretting is the most useless thing. The sins of you and me are enough to punish you ten times."

Eight levels of hell. This is all my fault. I have suffered so much for you all these years!"

The law enforcement monks looked at each other in confusion, and finally looked at Xuan Ji. The meaning was very clear, we can't handle this guy if he wants to take action, so you can negotiate first before coming.

This was the first time I used it, and it was really effective, breaking through the sweeping monk's energy wall in one go.

The Xiaoyao faction was unable to protect them, and Murong Fu, a foreigner from Xianbei, had no choice but to retreat to the second line and watch Huang Shang stand up and take charge of the overall situation.

Xu Zhu protected his parents in front and shouted: "No, don't kill my parents!"

The heroes did not expect that after overpowering Wudang Master Huang, Wu Yazi, who was like an old god, would lose in one move. This Wudang Patriarch, who seemed to have defected from the Beggar Gang, was really terrifying.

Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two of them dead. Finally, his father's power was stable and could not explode for the time being. Even if it was not in vain this time.

As soon as Yang Gui put down Murong Bo, the sweeping monk came out and said, "The donor is already unrivaled in the world, so why bother brewing so many conspiracies?"

Everyone saw a skinny old monk walking out slowly. Xu Zhu's eyes lit up and he ran over to kneel down and kowtow to him, "Senior, why are you not in the Sutra Pavilion and coming to the mountain?"

Xuanji said: "This... senior brother..." Xuanci said: "The state has national laws, and every family has its own rules. Don't say that I have committed such a heinous crime, even if I just committed a lewd precept, as the abbot, for the sake of the reputation of the temple, should I

Shouldn’t he die? Use torture!”

Xuan Ci hugged his wife and son and said warmly to Xu Zhu: "My child, dad broke the precepts and you were kicked out of the temple. I am really sorry for you. But your martial arts are superb. Even if you leave the temple in the future, you will be able to live a good life."

, I feel relieved."

Xuanci said coldly: "Okay, in that case, Shaolin will eradicate evil today, except for you, the villain! Shaolin abbot colluded with evil people, committed sexual precepts, indulged in evil deeds, and will not be punished. Junior Brother Xuanji, please

You take action and kill these two villains on behalf of Shaolin! Xu Zhu is a prostitute and a sinner, and he should be expelled from Shaolin."

Xuanji couldn't help it, he was also afraid of being beaten!

Suddenly a Buddhist chant sounded, "Amitabha, Master Abbot, Xu Zhu cannot go down the mountain."

The sweeping monk also respected the abbot, put his hands together and saluted, and said: "Both master abbots agree that Xu Zhu should be kicked out of the ranks of Shaolin disciples. The old monk also agrees on this. But whether he can leave the temple or not is not important."

Xuanci sat down on the ground, with a smile on his face, and said a verse: "In this world, there are desires and loves, and there are many worries and sufferings. It is joy to be freed!" After saying this, he lowered his head and closed his eyes, and his breath was completely gone.

Later, Xu Zhu practiced Buddhism hard in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion all his life, and took over the position of the sweeping monk to sweep the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. In his later years, he concentrated on martial arts and compiled a set of "Arhat's Magical Art of Subduing Demons", which was painted on the eighteen Arhat clay dolls, and the outer layer was engraved with

Shaolin basic internal skills to prevent them from falling into the wrong hands.

Everyone knew clearly that this was the sweeping monk in the Sutra Pavilion. If he could teach a disciple like Xu Zhu who was so young but so capable, how terrifying could he be?

"Good, good, the donor is too impatient." The sweeping monk waved his sleeves, and a wall of air pushed over him. The wall of air was still five feet away from Li Shouning. Li Shouning was already short of breath, his face turned pale, and he was unable to resist.

"Amitabha, Master, Shaolin has publicly announced this matter in front of the heroes. There is no reason to change the order overnight. I hope Master will forgive you." Xuanji was very respectful to the sweeping monk. He knew that this was the last support of the Shaolin Temple.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Turn the time forward to when Jiumozhi was being beaten in the front mountain. At this time, in the back mountain, the sweeping monk was also being beaten.

After Xuan Ji finished speaking, he closed his eyes in pain. All the monks of the "Xuan" generation couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

Xuan Ci looked at Xu Zhu with eyes full of love and said: "Xu Zhu, remember, whether you are in the temple or not has nothing to do with whether you worship the Buddha or whether you have good thoughts. You were forced to go out because of your father's fault, but you are not from Shaolin.

If you have evil thoughts towards yourself, your path to taking refuge in my Buddha will be cut off. If you have thoughts of taking refuge in the Three Jewels, it is normal for you to be a layman at home."

The old monk was as thief as ever, Xuanci clearly said he was expelled from the temple, but he pretended to be expelled as a Shaolin disciple and remained in the Shaolin Temple as a monk without status.

The sweeping monk did not respond and only said: "That's all. One drink and one peck, could it be a predetermined decision? Since Abbot Xuanci has planted the seeds of cause and effect, I cannot force you to stay. Xu Zhu, please go down the mountain."

Xuan Ji said with tears in her eyes: "Yes. After hearing this, the Shaolin monks killed Xuan Ci and Ye Erniang!"

"Abbott, father, mother, I, I..." Xu Zhu was dull and not very smart. At this time, he encountered a big change. He hugged his parents and was speechless, crying like rain.

But Huang Shang and the elders of the Li Shouning family were here. Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand to support Huang Shang's back, easily stopping his retreat. With a wave of his hand, a Tai Chi figure appeared out of thin air, spinning and pressing towards the sweeping monk.

Come.

Fortunately, Xuanci said: "Xuzhu, my son, your mother and I have made a big mistake. The crime is unpardonable and we deserve death. You can't stop me. Just retreat."

Although everyone could not understand the realm of the two, they knew that the winner was decided.

When Wu Yazi and Huang Shang fought before, although everyone couldn't understand it, they could still see that it was extremely dangerous. Later, Zhang Sanfeng killed Wu Yazi with one move and no one saw anything.

Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts philosophy focuses on preemptive strikes and defensive counterattacks, but the martial arts of the sweeping monk is also Zen compassion. Therefore, although Zhang Sanfeng's strength exceeds that of the sweeping monk, on the surface, it does not seem to have the overwhelming advantage of Yang Gui.

As luck would have it, Murong Bo, who was absent from the Sutra Pavilion the first two times, was practicing his seventy-two stunts today. With Yang Gui's strength, Murong Bo didn't notice anything. His eyes darkened and he lost consciousness.

Everyone has seen the power of the sweeping monk. Even if they disagree in their hearts and want to see the decline of the Shaolin Temple, they dare not refuse. Zhang Sanfeng can beat the sweeping monk, but Zhang Sanfeng is not his bodyguard. So everyone nodded and said: "Bitter Sea"

There is no limit, and there is only one shore when you turn around. It is very good, very good for little master Xu Zhu to stay in Shaolin."

"What, what is this?" The sweeping monk's eyes widened.

The sweeping monk did not want to rely on his strength to give orders. He had lived in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for a long time and was not familiar with worldly affairs. He was also a bit naive in his behavior. He did not expect such a turn of events, so he clasped his hands together, bowed to everyone, and begged: "Please return the favor."

I hope you will be kind enough to leave a legacy for me, Shaolin."

Ye Erniang cried: "I'm not suffering! If you can't express your suffering, that's the real suffering."

The law enforcement monks of the Discipline Academy did not dare to let go, so they killed Xuan Ci and Ye Erniang with sticks. Before they died, they passed the abbot to Xuanji, the head of the Discipline Academy.

"What do you know? You are stupid in studying Buddhism. You don't know that there is such a thing as 'fun' in the world." Yang Gui warned the sweeping monk sternly, "I will beat you if you dare to tell the truth, do you know?"

But this time the heroes came for the justice of the world, and those who presided over the matter eventually became the Wudang sect. Huang Shang saved enough face for Xuanci, and Xuanci also wanted to save face for Wudang and die quietly.

"Hahahahaha!" Yang Gui laughed heartily. He fought against the sweeping monk three times. The first time he was defeated and escaped, the second time he won the duel, and the third time he was finally able to easily defeat him and pass the dragon.

Extremely top.

With a "boom", the Tai Chi Diagram collided with the wall of air and disappeared. Zhang Sanfeng and the sweeping monk seemed to have shrunk into inches, and in one step they were between the two of them, and they collided with each other.

It has completely reached the point of "unbelievable".

"How about letting Xu Zhu be like an old monk and stay in the Sutra Pavilion to be a sweeping monk. He will not be ranked in the hierarchy and will not be given any status. This can be regarded as giving Xu Zhu his heart to worship the Buddha. How about it?"

The two of them exchanged more than ten moves, and suddenly the sweeping monk hesitated. No one else could see this pause, but it was a fatal flaw for Zhang Sanfeng. He punched a high probing horse into the flaw, and felt a familiar feeling

The breath. He said "Huh" and stepped back.

Ye Erniang sobbed: "I, I have nothing to say, you, just kill me. Just treat our children well."

Xuanci knew that he could not escape this scene, so he said slowly: "Of course, thank you to Mr. Huang for taking care of me. Ye Erniang, you have brought trouble to the world, killed young children, a bad family, and committed all kinds of evil. You were arrested today. What can you say?"

The sweeping monk still wanted to gather a wall of air to resist, but was riddled with holes by the death beams that kept shooting out from Yang Gui's fingertips. The embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the ant nest. There were too many holes in the wall of air, and it was no longer able to gather it.

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Li Shouning had a hot temper. He pointed at the sweeper and cursed: "The old monk doesn't know what's good or bad. Not to mention that this is a matter decided by you two abbots, let's say that this matter is a decision made by our Wudang leaders and on behalf of all the heroes in the world.

Didn't you change your words and not take Wudang seriously?"

"Yes." Xu Zhu could only cry and step aside.

"The death laser beam was specially created to deal with you." Yang Gui chuckled. This was exactly what he created after learning the Six Meridians Divine Sword, combining the Yiyang Finger and the magical power of snapping fingers, and using "god" control to create it.

Special effects martial arts used to break the sweeping monk's energy wall.

After the matter was settled, everyone dispersed in twos and threes. Zhang Sanfeng grabbed Murong Fu and asked, "Where did Old Yang go?"

The heroes who were originally losing interest and were about to leave stopped again, maybe Shaolin will make a comeback.

"A poor monk is not a talkative person..." Before the sweeping monk could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yang Gui, "Forget it, I'll give you a good beating first. You're such a yin, if you want to go against my will and ruin my good deeds, that's terrible.

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To be continued...