Xuanci and other eminent monks sent many disciples down the mountain, only to ask them to find a man named "Yan Longyuan". They did not tell them the reason or the true identity of "Murong Bo", so Xiao Yuanshan did not know these two things yet.

Human beings are one person.

Xiao Feng said: "Dad, Yan Longyuan is Murong Bo's pseudonym."

When Xiao Yuanshan heard this, his eyes widened with anger and he shouted: "What?! Yan Longyuan is the old thief Murong!"

But I heard him let out a long roar, and then struck a big tree a few feet away with his palm. After the sound of "Kacha", the tree trunk as thick as a bucket had turned into sawdust all over the sky and was blown away by the mountain wind.

After Xiao Yuanshan vented his anger, he said angrily: "It's a pity that my father didn't know his true face when I fought with him three times, so I didn't kill him harshly and still called him brother. I was really blind."

Xiao Feng consoled him: "Dad, old thief Murong is cunning and cunning. He has deceived so many heroes in the world. If my master hadn't told him, the martial arts community in the Central Plains would have thought he was dead. Now our father and son know the truth.

Just go find him and take his life, so dad doesn't have to worry."

Xiao Yuanshan said bitterly: "The deep grudge between our father and son and old thief Murong is unsolvable. Since the holy monk knows where I live, he must also know where old thief Murong is. Let's go find him and ask."

The four of them then retraced their steps and returned to the Sutra Collection Pavilion of Shaolin Temple. However, except for the four monks guarding the pavilion, there was no one else in the pavilion at this time.

Xiao Yuanshan mobilized his inner strength and shouted loudly: "Holy Monk, Xiao Yuanshan asks to see you, and also asks the Buddha to come with his light." The voice resounded throughout the mountain and echoed endlessly.

However, after a long time, the sweeping monk still did not show up. Instead, Xuanci, Xuanku and other eminent monks came running towards him.

Xuanci looked at Xiao Yuanshan with a complex expression, put his hands together in a salute, and said: "Good, good! Mr. Xiao, in the battle outside Yanmen Pass, I made a big mistake. I should have paid for my life long ago and apologized. I am ashamed to live to this day. I am really shameless."

"My son is kind-hearted and will not kill me. If old benefactor Xiao wants to take revenge, I will never escape."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yuanshan glanced at Xuanci, waved his hand impatiently, and said: "Master, the hatred between us is over. You are the abbot of Shaolin Temple. Please invite the sacred monk of your temple to come. Xiao wants to ask the sacred monk

Please inquire about the whereabouts of old thief Murong."

Xuanci was stunned for a moment, then he clasped his hands and saluted again, and said: "Thank you, old benefactor Xiao, for your magnanimity. Donor Murong Bo falsely spread the news back then, which led to all kinds of big mistakes. Some time ago, he killed junior brother Xuanbei of our temple. Before Lao Na,

I also asked the sacred monk for instructions on the whereabouts of the donor, Murong."

"The holy monk said that I, the Buddha, are merciful, and Buddhist disciples who serve me should abstain from anger, let alone have murderous intentions. If you persist in illusions, you will fall into the lower realms. If donor Murong Bo can put down his butcher knife, he will naturally turn around.

If he persists in his obsession and does not realize it, he will only suffer in vain, so why should we be trapped in karma and only increase our karmic retribution?"

Xiao Yuanshan refuted: "Great monk, Xiao is not a disciple of Buddhism, nor does he practice Buddhism. He is afraid of any karma and retribution. Xiao only knows that the old thief Murong Bo and I have a blood feud and we are irreconcilable. If we don't retaliate, we will be punished."

It’s a waste of time to be a human being.”

At this time, a peaceful and deep voice sounded: "Amitabha, when will the retribution of injustice be resolved? All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such. Old layman Xiao is obsessed with hatred and hatred, and only sees various appearances. How can he

How can one achieve liberation by seeing the Tathagata?"

This voice came from all directions, and Xiao Yuanshan and others could not tell where the speaker was.

Fang Muye sneered at the corner of his mouth, swayed his body, and flew away towards the west, saying: "The monk's words are wrong. If the knife is not pierced on your body, how can you really feel the pain of the body? You can't see anyone suffering.

How can we talk about saving all sentient beings when we see the suffering of all sentient beings? If the holy monk doesn’t want to tell people about Murong Bo’s whereabouts, he just doesn’t tell them, so why bother to persuade people to let go of their hatred.”

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As he spoke, the person had disappeared into the woods.

Everyone jumped up in a hurry and chased Fang Muye.

Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng both climbed to the top of the mountain in martial arts and were far away in the blink of an eye. Duan Yu's martial arts was also extremely advanced and he had mastered the miraculous "Lingbo Weibu", but he was not even inferior to his father and son.

On the other hand, although the eminent monks of the Xuan generation in the Shaolin Temple are also very good at light kung fu, they are inferior to the three before them and lag far behind.

Xiao Yuanshan and the three of them hurried through a small forest and jumped onto the roof of a Shaolin Temple building. They saw Fang Muye and the sweeping monk facing each other in the courtyard.

The three of them landed lightly in the courtyard, stood beside Fang Muye, saluted the sweeping monk and called him, "I've seen the divine monk."

The sweeping monk clasped his hands to Xiao Yuanshan and said with a smile: "Xiao layman, what the almsgiver said just now is absolutely true. It is an old monk who lied."

Xiao Yuanshan said: "The holy monk is very compassionate, but Xiao is really not as good as him. Please tell me where Murong Bo is now."

The sweeping monk shook his head and said: "Monks don't tell lies. Layman Murong Bo left many years ago, and I don't know where he is now. However, Layman Murong suffers from bone-breaking pain every day. Life is worse than death. Layman Xiao wants to

Seeking revenge on him is actually unnecessary."

Xiao Yuanshan asked: "Since the holy monk has not seen Murong Bo for many years, how can he know that he is suffering from it?"

The sweeping monk sighed softly and said, "Xiao Jushi, do you feel a dull pain in the 'Liangmen' and 'Taiyi' points on your lower abdomen recently?"

Xiao Yuanshan's whole body trembled, and he said: "The holy monk clearly saw that it is exactly like this."

The sweeping monk asked again: "What about your insensitivity at Guanyuan Point recently?"

Xiao Yuanshan was even more surprised and said in a trembling voice: "This numb spot was only as big as a little finger nine years ago, but now it is almost as big as an egg."

Suddenly I heard the sound of tiles on the roof, and followed Xuanci and other eight eminent monks of the Xuan generation who jumped into the courtyard. They were all well-educated and wise men. Seeing Xiao Yuanshan talking to the sweeping monk, they did not disturb them at the moment.

Stand aside quietly.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As soon as Xiao Feng heard that his father had strange phenomena in three important acupoints, which had been bothering his father for many years and could not be eliminated, it became a major worry. He was about to speak immediately, and saw his master speaking to him.

He shook his head slightly, and the meaning in his eyes clearly reassured him, so he felt relieved.

I heard the sweeping monk slowly say: "The book of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin has always been in the Sutra Pavilion, and disciples have always been allowed to read it. However, Shaolin Temple has been built for hundreds of years. From ancient times to the present, only Patriarch Bodhidharma can master all the stunts."

Since then, no eminent monk has mastered all kinds of martial arts. Do you know why?"

Seeing that no one answered, Xuan Ku thought for a moment and said: "There are seventy-two stunts in this temple. Each of them can injure people's vital points and take their lives. They are fierce and ruthless and can harm the world. Therefore, each of them can...

All must be resolved with the corresponding compassionate Dharma. If it is not based on Buddhism, you will definitely hurt yourself when practicing martial arts. The deeper you practice, the more serious your injuries will be. Only the higher the Dharma, the stronger the compassion.

The more you practice martial arts skills, the more you practice, but the monks who have reached such a level don't bother to learn more powerful killing techniques."

The sweeping monk smiled and nodded, praising: "Master Xuanku is really profound in Buddhism."

Xuanku clasped his hands together and said, "Master, thank you."

The sweeping monk continued: "When Master Xiao and Master Murong came to the Sutra Collection Pavilion, they only regarded the martial arts classics as treasures, but they discarded my ancestor's subtle French words and the sayings and experiences of eminent monks of all ages as if they were nothing. Master Xiao still

It's better. All he has practiced is how to restrain the existing martial arts of the Shaolin sect. However, Master Murong is greedy and overdoes himself. The last time I saw him in the temple, I found that he has already practiced all the seventy-two unique skills.

Let’s go.”

"You two are not good at Buddhism, but you are practicing Shaolin stunts. You will definitely get injured. Practitioner Xiao's symptoms are still mild, but the symptoms of Practitioner Murong must have been painful to the bones and flesh, and it is unbearable. Practitioner Murong is suffering a lot.

As a result, he suffered a great deal of suffering. Do you still want to seek revenge from Mr. Murong?"

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