Chapter 146 World Mission

Author: Heart is hard to imprison ink

Chapter 146 World Mission

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were shocked by what the sweeping monk said.

At this time, only the sweeping monk continued to say: "There are seventy-two stunts in this temple. Each of them can hurt people's vital points and take people's lives. They are sharp and cruel and can seriously harm the peace of heaven. Therefore, every stunt must have

The corresponding compassionate Buddha Dharma resolves it. You two have learned many unique skills from our sect, but your health is already in great danger!"

But after hearing this, Xiao Yuanshan's face was full of headstrong and conceited, while Murong Bo also had a face of indifference.

Although the two of them recognized the sweeping monk's strength, they did not trust what he said.

The sweeping monk slowly shook his head, and then asked the two of them: "Xiao Jushi, do you feel a dull pain in the Liangmen and Taiyi points on your lower abdomen recently? How is your numbness on the Guanyuan point recently?

? layman Murong, can you endure the pain of being pricked three times a day by thousands of needles on your three acupuncture points of Yangbai, Lianquan and Fengfu?"

After hearing what the sweeping monk said, the two people's expressions changed again and again.

The Liangmen and Taiyi acupoints on Xiao Yuanshan's lower abdomen often feel a dull pain, and the numb spot on Guanyuan acupoint was only as big as a little finger ten years ago, but now it is almost as big as the mouth of a teacup.

Murong Bo's three acupuncture points of Yangbai, Lianquan and Fengfu felt like thousands of needles pricking him at three o'clock every morning, noon and midnight, and the pain was unbearable.

No matter what kind of miraculous medicine I take, it has no effect at all. As long as I use my internal strength, the pain of acupuncture will penetrate deep into the bone marrow.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Feng knew that the signs in his father's three key points were caused by practicing Shaolin's special skills.

So Qiao Feng immediately bowed to the sweeping monk and said, "Since the holy monk knows the root cause of my father's illness, he also prays for your mercy to save him."

At this time, the sweeping monk helped Qiao Feng and explained: "The injuries of the two old donors were caused by practicing Shaolin martial arts. If you want to find a way to resolve it, you must find it in Buddhism. If you two can work together,

If we help each other, there will be ways to solve these problems."

When Xiao Yuanshan heard this, he immediately frowned and said angrily: "Murong Murong killed my beloved wife and ruined my life. I wish I could chop him into pieces and cut him into pieces. Do you want me to heal his wounds? It's just a dream!"

Murong Bo also had a sneer on his face: "Haha, let me treat this old Khitan thief in his next life."

The sweeping monk asked lightly: "In that case, do you want each other to die in order to relieve the hatred in your hearts?"

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

"That's easy too."

The sweeping monk stepped forward slowly, stretched out a palm and slapped Murong Bo on the top of his head.

When Murong Bo saw the sweeping monk attacking him, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately used all his strength to use his unique skill of shifting stars.

At this moment, he moved his steps slightly, raising his hands to fight back while dodging. In an instant, it was as if the sun was setting, and he showed the magnanimity of a top master.

But who would have expected that the sweeping monk would lightly tap his palm down, and with a soft bang, it would hit the Baihui point in the middle of Murong Bo's forehead.

The secret knowledge inherited from Murong Bo's family has changed over time, but it has not had the slightest effect.

After he was hit by the sweeping monk, his whole body was shaken, and he immediately lost his breath and fell to the ground.

Murong Fu was shocked when he saw this, but when he saw that his father's mouth and eyes were closed, and there was no breath coming out of his nostrils, he reached out and touched his heart, and his heart and pulse stopped.

"You old bald ass, if you dare to kill my father, I want you dead!"

Murong Fu drew his sword and rushed forward, but at this time the sweeping monk completely ignored Murong Fu. He just stretched out his hand and pushed Murong Fu to the ground like an adult hitting a child.

Then the sweeping monk slapped another palm, but this palm was not directed at Murong Fu, but towards Xiao Yuanshan who was standing aside!

When Qiao Feng saw that the Sweeping Monk was about to kill his own father, his eyes suddenly split open. He went crazy and used his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms with all his strength to hit the Sweeping Monk in the chest.

The sweeping monk refused to dodge and took Qiao Feng's slap.

He smiled slightly, with a few wisps of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and then said: "What a handsome kung fu! The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are indeed the best in the world."

But while he was receiving Qiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the sweeping monk's big slap had already landed on Xiao Yuanshan's fatal point.

At this moment, Xiao Yuanshan was seen to have stopped breathing, his heart stopped beating, and he was already dead.

Qiao Feng's expression suddenly became dull and he fell into despair.

After a moment, the sweeping monk waved his hand, turning the two corpses of Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan to face each other, and then pulled the four hands of the two corpses into a mutual grasping posture.

Murong Fu shouted: "What are you doing?"

The sweeping monk didn't answer.

He walked slowly around the two corpses, constantly stretching out his palms to slap them, sometimes on Xiao Yuanshan's Dazhui point, and sometimes on Murong Boyu's pillow point. The white air on the top of the two corpses' heads was getting thicker and thicker.

After another cup of tea, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's bodies trembled slightly at the same time. They both spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and then suddenly opened their eyes!

But seeing Xiao Yuanshan's face glowing red, Murong Bo's face had a faint green air.

Only then did everyone realize that the sweeping monk had just hit the two of them, which only caused them to temporarily stop breathing and stop their hearts from beating. This was a method of healing serious internal injuries.

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

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's hands were originally holding each other's hands.

When the sweeping monk shouted, the two of them were shocked. They couldn't help but tighten their palms, and the internal energy in their bodies rushed towards each other, integrating and understanding each other to make up for the deficiencies.

After about half a stick of incense, their faces gradually faded away and became normal. After a while, the two of them opened their eyes at the same time and smiled at each other.

The sweeping monk asked calmly: "What do you think after experiencing this life and death?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "My disciple has killed hundreds of people in his life. If the family members of the people I killed all come to seek revenge from me, even if I die a hundred times, it will not be enough for me."

Murong Bo also said: "The common people are like dust, and the emperor is also like dust. The country of Yan is empty if it does not recover, and it will be empty if it recovers."

"Great enlightenment, great, great!"

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo achieved enlightenment under the guidance of the sweeping monk, but their sons had different expressions and had different ideas.

Qiao Feng still has a burden in his heart.

After all, Xiao Yuanshan, his biological father, had recently killed his master, Master Xuanku, and his adoptive parents in order to avenge the Yanmen Pass.

Before, he could still blame Murong Bo for this.

Now that Xiao Yuanshan suddenly realizes that he will not take revenge, then whose head should this debt be settled on? He can't settle the debt with his biological father, right?

When Murong Fu saw that his biological father Murong Bo had given up the great cause of restoring the country, he naturally felt unwilling to do so.

He was named after the word "Fu" and was born with the ambition of restoring the country. Now, the biological father who named him has given up everything. Isn't it ridiculous?

But the sweeping monk was so powerful that he beat them like children playing house without any pressure, which made Murong Fu have to swallow his anger.

And at the same time.

Li Yuan, who witnessed the terrifying fighting power of the sweeping monk, actually received a reminder of the world mission.

[World Mission: Defeat the Sweeping Monk.]

[Task reward: a golden treasure chest and a core of the world.]
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