Chapter 988: Sweeping Monk
When Xiao Feng and the others heard this, they were all taken aback.
There are six people in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, four of whom are invincible in martial arts, and Wang Yuan and Murong Fu are top masters even if they are slightly weaker.
With their cultivation, within a radius of dozens of meters, they don't need to see with their eyes, and they can detect the slightest bit of wind and grass, but how can there be people outside the window, but they don't notice it at all?
Wang Yuan was even more strange.
This voice, why is it so familiar, it seems to make people feel very kind.
In the man's words, it seemed that he had been outside the window for a long time, and he could not be noticed, which showed the depth of his cultivation.
"Who's out there?"
In the Scripture Pavilion, Murong Fu's martial arts cultivation was the lowest, and he couldn't hold his breath the most, and without waiting for the person outside to answer, he slashed out with a palm, and the palm force came from the air, shaking the window down.
I saw that in the corridor outside the window, a thin monk in a green robe was holding a broom and sweeping the floor with a bow. This monk is not young, his sparse long beard is already white, his movements are slow, his strength is weak, and he does not look like he has martial arts.
"You ......"
Seeing the old monk in the corridor, Wang Yuan was stunned for a moment, trembling all over, as if he was about to cry.
"Master!!"
After being stunned for a moment, Wang Yuan walked to the window excitedly and bowed deeply to the old monk, his face full of gratitude.
This old monk is none other than the sweeping monk who personally taught Wang Yuan's Buddhism.
If "King Kong is not bad" is the foundation of Wang Yuan's life, and Xuan Ci is Wang Yuan's enlightenment in the rivers and lakes, then this sweeping monk is the root of Wang Yuan's invincibility.
Although this old monk did not teach Wang Yuan a trick and a half, he taught Wang Yuan something that he would use all his life - Buddhism.
With Wang Yuan's qualifications, most of the martial arts in the rivers and lakes cannot be learned, and there are some move-based martial arts that have low comprehension needs, but internal strength, the most important exercise for players, Wang Yuan can only learn basic internal skills.
Even if it is the Shaolin sect that learns the Yijin Sutra, Wang Yuan can't learn it.
After the sweeping monk taught Wang Yuan Buddhism, Wang Yuan became a top master in the rivers and lakes.
Other internal skills such as the Taixuan Sutra, the Northern Shengong, the Nine Turns of Yin and Yang, and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong can be learned, all of which are based on the foundation of the Yijin Sutra.
Without the Yijin Sutra, it would be impossible for Wang Yuan to receive the Daigo empowerment from Su Xinghe, and without the Yijin Sutra, it would be impossible for Wang Yuan to be invited to Xia Ke Island to drink porridge...... The "Jiuyang Sutra" was originally given by the sweeping monk himself, and with such a world-class cultivation, Wang Yuan was able to get the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" from the Golden Wheel Dharma King.
It can be said that everything Wang Yuan is doing now comes from the Buddhism that he passed on to the sweeping monk, if there is no sweeping monk to teach him, Wang Yuan is now just a player who can only practice kung fu, so he can have such a cultivation now.
It's a pity that after the master taught Wang Yuan's Buddhism, he never appeared again.
Wang Yuan also went to look for him several times, but to no avail, and he didn't expect that after more than a year, he would be able to see the sweeping monk again.
Wang Yuan's mood at this time can be imagined.
"Amitabha!"
Seeing Wang Yuan, the sweeping monk was very pleased and said: "Enlightened idiot, I haven't seen you for a long time, and my cultivation has become more refined, I don't know if the Dharma has been put down!" ”
"The disciples study the Dharma every day, and they don't dare to slack off in the slightest." Wang Yuan hurriedly said.
This Wang Yuan really didn't open his mouth, since he knew the magic of Buddhism, although Wang Yuan didn't understand Buddhism, but he would read the classics if he had nothing to do, even if he met a monk like Fang Zheng Xuanci, he could also use Buddhism to quibble a few words, and he could fool the living to death, and it didn't all rely on ventriloquism.
"Good! Good! Good! ”
The sweeping monk said hello three times, flashed, and moved from the other side of the window to the scripture pavilion in an instant.
That's right, teleportation! The kind that suddenly disappeared and suddenly appeared again was similar to Wang Yuan's [Qiankun Molang], but the indifferent expression of the sweeping monk was even more indifferent.
“!!!!!”
Seeing that this old monk was so skillful, Murong Bo and the others were so shocked that their eyes widened.
"Senior brother! Isn't your master the abbot of Xuanci? Who is this? ”
Xiao Feng asked Wang Yuandao in confusion.
"Dharma Master!" Wang Yuan replied truthfully: "My master's Dharma cultivation is the first in the world!" ”
"Humph!"
When Gu Mozhi on the side heard this, his face was disdainful.
"I've seen the Divine Monk!"
Xiao Feng swept the monk and hugged his fists, and was about to give a salute.
The sweeping monk gently lifted his left hand upward, and then supported Xiao Feng from a few zhang away and said, "Lord Xiao Shi has the people of the world in his heart!" The old monk should thank you! It is a blessing in the world that Liao has a good emperor like you! ”
"The Divine Monk has won the prize!"
Xiao Feng was slightly startled and said humbly.
Xiao Feng's martial arts are already invincible in the world, and now after taking up his post, the real dragon protects his body, and the level is directly capped at 200 levels, and he has been promoted to the god level.
But the old monk in front of him is cultivating, but Xiao Feng still can't see through it, as if he is much higher than Xiao Feng.
"The Emperor's ......"
Murong father and son, dedicated to being the emperor all their lives, Xiao Feng was originally a head who asked for food, but now he is ranked in the ninety-five, Murong Fu was already very jealous in his heart, at this time, the sweeping monk praised Xiao Feng for being a good emperor, Murong Fu was immediately unhappy, and shouted on the side: "I asked you who you are, how long have you been here!" ”
"You talk politely to my master, otherwise I will overtake you!"
Seeing Murong Fu's fierce tone, Wang Yuan blackened his face, took out the fight, shook into a zhang long in the wind, and smashed it on the ground.
"Boom!"
The ground trembled, and Murong Fu's face changed slightly.
"Don't be rude!" The sweeping monk waved his hand and said to Murong Fu, "How long have I been here...... I've been here for more than ten years since the first time Old Benefactor Xiao came to peek at the scriptures......"
"Huh?!"
Xiao Yuanshan exclaimed: "Why haven't I seen you?" ”
"Old Master Xiao has martial arts secrets in his eyes, so he can't see me!" The sweeping monk smiled slightly, waved his big sleeves, and the soft true qi spread in all directions.
"Whoa!"
The prayer frames that were messed up by Wang Yuan and others stood up one after another and returned to their original positions.
"Hiss......"
Xiao Yuanshan and the others gasped when they saw this.
Xiao Yuanshan and a few people can also do it by using internal force to take things in the air, or to lift up the prayer frame, but this kind of technical work is still very good-minded, like a sweeping monk with such an understatement of his hand, he will set up all the scripture frames in the scripture pavilion, and everyone will never be able to do it.
What's even more terrifying is that the true qi of this sweeping monk is soft, even if he touches people, he can't feel the strength, and this kind of internal cultivation is simply shocking.
Even Wang Yuan, the apprentice, was stunned.
After learning Buddhism with the sweeping monk for so long, Wang Yuan also knew that this monk might use some skills, but no matter how high he was, he would not be higher than the abbot of Xuanci, but when he saw it this time, Wang Yuan suddenly felt that he was sitting in a well and watching the sky.
Although Wang Yuan's cultivation is not the top, he still has a vision, and his martial arts cultivation as a Buddhist master is thorough, I am afraid that it is not much higher than a top master like Xiao Feng.
After doing all this, the sweeping monk's eyes fell on Murong Bo.
Murong Bo was shocked, and his body couldn't help but tremble, as if he had been seen thoroughly.
"Hey!"
The sweeping monk said: "Murong Lao Beneki has lived in the Central Plains for many years, I thought you would be touched by the literary style of the Central Plains people, how do you know that the layman also discarded the Shaolin patriarch's Dharma experience like a shoe, in the past, someone bought a pearl, and the two laymen were masters at that time, but they were also like this, hehe, hehe! ”
People who are awesome in Buddhism, they don't scold people with dirty words, and they are scolding Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo for being a bad pen, but they just make you unreasonable.
As he spoke, the sweeping monk walked forward waving a broom.
With every step, he waved his broom, and the scriptures scattered on the ground also flew up layer by layer, falling back to their original positions, and when he walked in front of Gu Mozhi, the original mess of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was also neatly organized at this time, without reducing the chaos of the party.
The sweeping monk's martial arts are high and his cultivation is profound, which once again shocked everyone.
Seeing the sweeping monk walking to him, Kuma Zhi was a little scared, subconsciously took a step back, and said in a panic: "You old monk, pretend to be a ghost!" ”
"Wrong, all wrong!"
The sweeping monk glanced at Gu Mozhi and said, "King Ming, you are in danger and in danger. ”
"Nonsense! I didn't steal anything from your Scripture Vault! "Gu Mozhi has never entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and he does not pay attention to the loss, and he has no reverence for the sweeping monks.
"Humph!"
The sweeping monk said: "Give me back the Book of Changes over there!" ”
"What a Yijin Sutra! I do not know! Kumachi was shocked in his heart and said toughly.
"Amitabha!"
The sweeping monk said: "Although Buddhism and Taoism are of the same origin, martial arts are different sects, King Ming, you use the Taoist Xiao Wuxiang Gong to urge the seventy-two stunts of the Buddhism, which is already harmful to the body. ”
"Little Wuxianggong?"
Wang Yuan frowned, and glanced at Gu Mozhi, no wonder this monk was so perverted, it turned out to be opportunistic.
Indeed, Xiao Wuxianggong can simulate all the internal power paths, and theoretically can urge any move, and Gu Mozhi also snatched "Xiao Wuxianggong" from Wang Yuan at the beginning, which makes sense.
However, the sweeping monk said, "Although Buddhism and Taoism are of the same origin, martial arts are of different sects, and fellow practitioners of Buddhism and Taoism will be harmful to the body." This was true, which made Wang Yuan startled.
Because Wang Yuan is a dual cultivator of Buddhism and Taoism, will he also practice an injury?
"Nonsense!"
When he was poked in the sore spot, he was furious, turned around and walked out.
At this time, outside the Scripture Pavilion, I don't know when the world was already standing full, and everyone was stretching their necks to look inside from afar.
"I want to run ???"
Gu Mozhi took the Yijin Sutra, Wang Yuan would not let him go away like this, now that Xiao Feng is here, his master sweeping the monk's martial arts is still so fascinating, Wang Yuan is also very confident in his heart.
Without waiting for Gu Mozhi to take a few steps, he rushed directly and slapped it with one palm.
Gu Mozhi's martial arts are extremely high, and he has suffered the loss of Wang Yuan's palm power, of course, he will not fight with him anymore, he flashed sideways, avoided Wang Yuan's attack and came to Wang Yuan's side, and at the same time, he rubbed his palms together and swung forward.
"Whew!"
A flame slashed at Wang Yuan's head.
"Holy!"
Wang Yuan was startled, and hurriedly used a move [See the Dragon in the Field] to block Gu Mozhi's flame knife, and then slapped back with another palm [Don't use the hidden dragon].
Gu Mozhi was not in a hurry, and pulled his hand diagonally, unloading Wang Yuan's palm power, stretching his fingers forward, and heading straight for Wang Yuan's eyes.
In terms of skills, Wang Yuan and Gu Mozhi are really even worse.
Wang Yuan didn't dare to hold it up, so he hurriedly retreated ten meters back with a [Qiankun Mo Lane], dodging Gu Mozhi's attack.
"Humph!"
Gu Mozhi snorted coldly, directly broke through the window, and escaped from the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.
On Wang Yuan's side, before he landed firmly, Murong Bo had already come to Wang Yuan's back, raised his palm, and slapped Wang Yuan's heart firmly.
Just as the top master couldn't withstand Wang Yuan's full force under his surprise, Wang Yuan, as the pinnacle of a super-first-class master, couldn't withstand the sneak attack of the top master behind him.
Even if Wang Yuan has King Kong's immortal power to protect his body, he didn't open his body protection true qi at this moment, and he didn't use yin and yang reversal, how could he support a blow from the back of a supreme master like Murong Bo with his flesh and blood alone.
"Poof!!!
Wang Yuan spurted blood and was slapped out with a palm, flying three feet away, and fell heavily to the ground.
The blood bar on the head is directly emptied.
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"Niu Dachun is dead!!"
Wang Yuan offends people a lot on weekdays.
When everyone outside the Scripture Pavilion saw that Wang Yuan was killed by Murong Bo with a palm, they immediately cheered and rushed to tell each other.
On weekdays, the players and NPCs who were persecuted and intimidated by Wang Yuan even hugged each other and cried.
Niu Dachun, the elder brother of Shaolin Temple, is known as Wu Idiot, and he has entered the rivers and lakes since he entered the rivers and lakes, and he is quite chivalrous...... Although in the eyes of ordinary NPCs and players, this monk is the great man of chivalry, but in the eyes of players and NPCs who know him, this monk is definitely not a good thing.
Extortion, coercion, deception, murder and arson, there is nothing that others dare not think of.
Helplessly, this guy's cultivation is extremely high, and the skin is rough and thick, and the defense is invincible, for so long, but anyone who wants to kill him, there is no one who will not suffer, including the top master of the white crane bright wings......
Therefore, players in the rivers and lakes dare not speak out against him.
Now seeing that Wang Yuan did not do his best to attack Gu Mozhi, and was later slapped to death by Murong Bo's sneak attack, everyone's mood suddenly improved a lot, and looking at Murong Bo's eyes, they were also full of appreciation.
"Hahaha! Stinky monk, you're finally dead! ”
The beam between Murong Bo and Wang Yuan is not small, Wang Yuan dug his grave before, not to mention, just under the mountain, and together with Xuan Ci exposed Murong Bo's identity, now in this scripture pavilion, this monk is still jumping up and down to do things, Murong Bo has long wanted to kill him.
Seeing that all the heroes in the world outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion were overjoyed this time, Murong Bo felt that what he did was a superior act, and he couldn't help laughing.
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"Murong Old Pifu, you dare to kill my brother!!"
Wang Yuan was killed by Murong Bo, Xiao Feng was furious, raised a palm and went straight to Murong Bo, wanting to avenge Wang Yuan and his mother.
Seeing another round of battle to dismantle the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the sweeping monk took a step forward and closed his hands, and an invisible wall of qi appeared between Xiao Feng and Murong Bo, separating Xiao Feng's palm.
"Wow!!"
The heroes and players outside the Scripture Pavilion had just arrived here, and they hadn't seen the skills of the sweeping monk.
At this time, seeing that the sweeping monk calmly blocked Xiao Feng's palm, everyone was shocked.
What kind of cultivation is Xiao Feng? His palm power dares to say second, no one in the world dares to call it first, this dry monk so lightly blocked Xiao Feng's hateful palm, such a cultivation is simply a fairy.
"Divine monk! What do you mean by that? ”
He was stopped by the sweeping monk with one palm, and Xiao Feng asked in surprise.
He knew that this sweeping monk was Wang Yuan's master, and his disciple was killed, so the monk was indifferent, and he even prevented himself from taking revenge, what did this monk mean?
"Murong old dog, dare to kill my master! That's killing me! ”
At this time, suddenly a violent voice came from outside the door, and I saw Yue Laosan carrying a large pair of scissors and heading straight for Murong Bo's head.
"Hey......"
The sweeping monk raised his finger.
A soft true qi floated out, fixing Yue Laosan in the air, and then his hand was gently lowered down, and Yue Laosan slowly fell to the ground.
“???”
A string of question marks appeared on Yue Laosan's head, and he scolded: "Grandma's legs!" Who is plotting against me! ”
"Don't be ashamed!"
Duan Yanqing came up and lifted Yue Laosan's collar and pulled him out of the door.
Yue Laosan's martial arts are far from Murong Fu's, let alone Murong Bo...... To go up is basically to send him to death, and the old monk who sweeps the floor is not harming him, but just him...... He's still cursing people there, and I really don't know what to do.
"It's the second one!" Yue Laosan angrily corrected Duan Yanqing's mistake.
Then he said to himself with a sad expression: "Forget it, the third child is the third child...... The second sister is gone, and I won't fight with her anymore. ”
Everyone: "......"
Yue Laosan jumped out and eased the embarrassing atmosphere of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.
The sweeping monk said unhurriedly: "When is the time for revenge, if you kill him, and his son seeks you to take revenge, wouldn't it be another murder?" ”
Speaking of this, the sweeping monk glanced at Murong Fu.
Murong Fu protected Murong Bo.
Xiao Feng said: "How can you not repay the revenge of killing your mother and brother?" Wrong is wrong, I don't choose to forgive! If Murong Fu can kill me, let him kill me!" ”
Murong Fu said loudly: "The surname is Xiao, I can't kill you, can no one in the world kill you?" Let's go together, you may not win! ”
may not be able to win, Murong Fu is called a weak heart at the moment.
This guy died on his own, and he didn't forget to pull the others.
When the sweeping monk heard this, he said: "What if the heroes of the world can kill Lord Xiao?" He is the king of a country, and when he fights together, the world will be devastated...... Old Master Murong, this is the reason why you killed my apprentice. ”
"Humph!"
Murong Bo snorted coldly and was speechless, obviously being right.
"Hey...... The injustices in the world are all due to the three poisons of greed, hatred and ignorance! Since revenge must be taken, let the resentment of the world be borne by the old monk alone! ”
The sweeping monk took a step forward and approached Murong Bo.
Murong Bo knew that the old monk's martial arts were extremely high, so he didn't dare to fight the enemy, so he hurriedly retreated to Wang Yuan's corpse.
At this moment, Wang Yuan on the ground opened his eyes.
System prompt: The state of turtle breath work is released.
System Prompt: If you trigger the special move [Die Without Stiffening], within 15 seconds, you will be immune to death.
System Prompt: If you trigger the passive move [Fishing with All Your Might], all attacks will be converted into internal force within 30 seconds.
At the same time, a melodious singing voice sounded in Wang Yuan's ears: "...... in the blue sky and the galaxy"
The sound grew louder and louder from far to near.
System Prompt: The more you fight, the more courageous the talent is, the full state is activated, and all attributes are increased by 100%.
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