The old monk said, "Mr. Xiao is fully focused on martial arts books, and his heart is gone, so he naturally cannot see the old monk. I remember that the layman came to borrow the pavilion for the second time. The old monk was worried that the layman would become a demon, and he fell deeper and deeper. He felt quite unbearable. Therefore, when the layman usually picked up books, he put a "Lotus Sutra" and a "Miscellaneous Ahgama Sutra". He only hoped that the layman could borrow it and study and comprehend it. Unexpectedly, Mr. Xiao was obsessed with martial arts, but he ignored the great benefits of the authentic Buddhist teachings. He abandoned these two sutras and found a "Demon-Subduing Wand Method", but he was happy. Alas, people indulged in the sea of ​​suffering, but they didn't know when they could turn back?"

Xiao Yuanshan heard that he spoke more and more detailedly, and he had already believed it in his heart as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes.

"What a pity." The monk sweeping the floor sighed: "It's a pity that the two lay Buddhists were in great danger, but they didn't know it."

Murong Bo sneered: "The biggest crisis is just the hands of a dangerous sect, and he will be killed by all the monks. Besides, what other dangers can there be?"

Xu Yang smiled and said, "The master is kind-hearted and naturally will not harm the two. But some debts are always to pay back. The little skill is originally derived from Buddhism. The purpose of Buddhist students to practice is to strengthen the body and rely on martial arts to protect the Dharma and subdue demons when necessary. Therefore, when Master Bodhidharma created the little skill, his original intention was to have compassionate and kind thoughts no matter what martial arts they practiced. If you don't take Buddhism as the foundation, then you will definitely hurt yourself when practicing martial arts. The deeper you practice, the more you will be hurt. If you practice only external skill, then it will be fine, and it will be very harmful to yourself. But what you learned is both superior martial arts, whether it is "Ching Flower Finger" or "Subduing Demons and Combat Methods". Without the protection of Buddhism, it will be very harmful to both of you!"

"Speak out in danger!" Murong Bo said angrily: "I have surrendered now. What's the use of these words to deceive us?"

At this time, a long roar in the distance shocked the birds living in Shaolin Temple at night.

The internal force was long, and the long roar continued to resound through the sky. It was not until the person who made the voice ran in front of him that Xu Yang could see clearly that this person was Qiao Feng.

"Brother, have you gained more skills when you come in?" Xu Yang said happily.

Qiao Feng looked solemn and asked hurriedly: "Do I come back in time? Abbot Xuanci will arrive later."

Xu Yang smiled and said, "Thanks to this sweeping monk who took action for justice, the evil man has been captured!"

Even a good man like Qiao Feng, who might not be moved before Mount Tai collapsed, was moved when he heard this good news.

This evil man framed him many times, almost preventing him from gaining a foothold in the Central Plains martial arts world.

Now that he has been arrested, Qiao Feng is so happy!

His eyes were sharp and he could still see clearly in the dark. An old monk with white hair and beard, holding a broom, thought it was what his brother called the "sweeping monk".

Two masked men were lying at the foot of the old monk, one with a black robe and the other with a gray robe.

Even the man in black robe was lying on the ground, his figure was extremely tall.

Qiao Feng recognized that he was the masked man who once killed Bai Shijing. Why was this man here?

Xiao Yuanshan also recognized Qiao Feng. Seeing his son's current heroic appearance, he died immediately and was willing to die.

Qiao Feng bowed to the bottom to the sweeping monk and thanked him.

It’s not necessary for my own brother to thank you any of them, but the sweeping monk is an outsider. He is still helping him so much at such an age. You must respect him!

At this time, Xuanci and others arrived, and there were twenty or thirty people. Xu Yang saw that most of them had seen them, and they were all monks of the Shaolin Sect’s Xuan generation.

Seeing that Xu Yang really kept his promise and captured the masked man who sneaked into the Sutra Pavilion alive, Xuan Ci was very moved and thanked him repeatedly: "The donor is indeed a hero, and I finally saw it today!"

When Xiao Yuanshan saw that Xuan Ci had arrived, he shouted: "I am a thief. I am a thief. I am caught today. I am not worth dying. But please let the Shaolin monk fulfill my wish. I will repay you all for being a cow or a horse in my next life!"

Xuan Ci frowned and thought to himself that this man was so ignorant that he came to steal secret books. He dared to make a request after being caught?

Xu Yang didn't mind and asked, "What do you want, but it's not too late!"

Xiao Yuanshan looked at Xu Yang gratefully, and he also knew that it was inconvenient to disclose his identity at this time, otherwise it would be quite unfavorable to Qiao Feng's reputation.

"The person around me is also here to steal scriptures. But I am studying hard and hope to destroy it. Not only did this person learn martial arts, he also copied many copies and even took away the original, and his heart would be punished!" Xiao Yuanshan shouted: "If several monks are willing to kill this evil thief for me before Xiao dies, and relieve my knot. Xiao will be willing to lead you to the place where this person hides secrets, so as not to lose less than his studies!"

Murong Bo thought he would hide the stolen secret book very well, but Xiao Yuanshan had already followed him secretly, so he naturally knew where his secret treasure was.

After hearing this, Xuan Ci looked at each other with the brothers around him, and smiled bitterly: "This donor, Shaolin is not an official, and he cannot abuse lynching. I am afraid that it will only disappoint the donor."

If someone invades Shaolin and attempts to escape, then the Shaolin monks can naturally take action to punish them.

But these two people had already fallen to the ground and obviously lost the ability to continue doing evil, so Abbot Xuanci could not interfere in his affairs and kill him at will.

Even if the criminals who were extremely guilty and controlled the secrets of Shaolin, the most they could do was to imprison them and wait for their disposal to be dealt with separately in the future, rather than killing them at will.

Otherwise, what is the difference between Shaolin Sect and those evil ways?

Xuanci looked at Xu Yang, smiling without saying a word.

What he meant was that you caught these two people, right? You should deal with them yourself.

At most, Xuan Ci just turned a blind eye.

Xu Yang shook his head and said, "These two were captured by the seniors of the temple. I really can't greedy for the achievements of heaven. Please forgive me, Master Abbot!"

Senior Master? Xuan Ci looked around and the brothers around him came with him, and it was obvious that they were not them.

Then, there was only the sweeping monk standing with his brooms standing with his head hanging down?

What kind of senior expert is this?

You should know that these sweeping monks are just idle monks with no seniority. They are responsible for cleaning on weekdays, neither chanting scriptures nor chanting Buddha's name, and they will not have the opportunity to learn martial arts to establish themselves.

To put it bluntly, it’s just an old and weak person who can make a living.

Many of them were not monks before entering Shaolin.

However, since Xu Yang said that he captured two masters, this person's identity is quite suspicious.

Xuan Ci recited the Buddha's name with a few steps forward, clasped his hands together and said, "Senior, don't know what the Dharma name is called? How many spring and autumn have you been here in Shaolin?"

This monk looked almost as good as a hundred years old. His hair was white, his face was covered with wrinkles, and he was trembling when walking. If Xu Yang hadn't said in person that he had won two masters, I'm afraid no one would believe it.

The sweeping monk heard Xuanci exchange him, slowly raised his head and looked at the Shaolin abbot in front of him.

Then, as if someone woke up from his sleep, he sighed softly and said, "How many years have you been? I can't remember it very clearly. Maybe it's forty-one years? Or forty-two years? It's too long and I can't remember it clearly. I only know that the abbot came to the Sutra Library to read the scriptures for the first time, and I saw the abbot next to me. But there are many noble people, I'm afraid the abbot no longer remembers me."

Xuanci took a breath of air. More than 40 years ago? At that time, even he was just a little novice monk who had just entered the temple and didn't know anything.

Could it be that this sweeping monk has been lurking in Shaolin Temple for many years? His vision must be extremely large.

Thinking of the time when I was referring to various secret books in the Sutra Library, I followed such a top master, but I didn't notice it at all...

Such a master is much more terrifying than the two lying on the ground.

Xu Yang seemed to see through what Xuan Ci thought, and said, "This senior has the best martial arts skills in the world and has profound Buddhist teachings. I am afraid he has no intention."

The sweeping monk raised his eyebrows and glanced at Xu Yang, feeling quite surprised.

Many years ago, he was the best master in the world. He was disheartened because of his entanglement in love. He would rather abandon all the glory and wealth in the world and come to Shaolin Temple alone to be an idle monk, wandering in Buddhist scriptures to dissolve the knots in the heart.

But unexpectedly, the one who could see through him was not the famous Shaolin abbot, but this young man?

When Xuanci heard Xu Yang say this, he didn't dare to believe it, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I have to thank you for taking action to clear the hidden dangers for Shaolin."

The sweeping monk sighed: "The secrets of martial arts are originally external objects. If they want to copy or take them away, it is their cause and effect. I cannot interfere. But it is too much to set fire to the Sutra Pavilion."

When Xuanci heard him say this, he smelled a burning smell from the air again, and was even more shocked.

But looking at the Sutra Pavilion, the appearance seems to be nothing different.

"Thanks to this little donor, he would rather let the traitor go than put out the fire first. My Shaolin collection of books is safe. This is why I took action to keep these two lay Buddhists for him."

The sweeping monk did not take credit for it. To him, the gratitude of the Shaolin abbot was worthless.

Xuanci was quite moved at the moment, bowed to thank Xu Yang, and said, "These two people stole Shaolin books first and burned the Sutra Pavilion behind them, so they really cannot let go. Please tell the donor clearly what to do?"

Xu Yang smiled and said, "Master Abbot is wrong. Both of them did steal the scriptures first, but Mr. Murong was the only one who set fire to the Sutra Pavilion."

"Mr. Murong?" Xuanci stared at one of them, and the more he looked, he looked like an old friend of that year. He stepped forward and lifted the veil of the man in the gray robe.

"It's you!" Xuan Ci said angrily: "Murong Bo, Brother Murong! I was so painful by you back then that I also caused a catastrophe in the Central Plains martial arts world. I originally thought you were deceived, but after learning the truth, I regretted it and died of regret, but I didn't expect you to escape by pretending to die and sneak into my Shaolin Temple to steal scriptures?!"
Chapter completed!