The Heavens: Apprenticeship to Little Dragon Girl at the beginning

Chapter 146 World Mission
Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were shocked by what the sweeping monk said.

At this time, the sweeping monk continued: "There are 72 unique skills in this temple, each of which can injure people's vital points and kill people. Compassionate Buddha Dharma will resolve it. The two of you have learned many unique skills from my sect, and your body is already in serious danger!"

But hearing this, Xiao Yuanshan's face was full of stubbornness and conceit, and Murong Bo's face was also indifferent.

Although the two had recognized the strength of the sweeping monk, they didn't trust what he said.

The floor-sweeping monk shook his head slowly, and then asked the two of them: "Lady Xiao, do you feel a dull pain in Liangmen and Taiyi acupoints on your lower abdomen recently? How is the numbness on your Guanyuan acupoint recently?" Layman Murong, can you bear the pain of being pricked three times a day by thousands of needles on your Yangbai, Lianquan and Fengfu acupoints?"

When the two of them heard what the sweeping monk said, their expressions changed again and again.

The Liangmen and Taiyi acupoints on Xiao Yuanshan's lower abdomen are indeed often aching, 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 Yangbai, Lianquan and Fengfu acupoints, every morning, noon and midnight, they feel like thousands of needles pricking each other, the pain is unbearable.

No matter what panacea is taken, it has no effect at all.As long as you exercise your internal strength, the pain from the acupuncture will go deep into the bone marrow.

After Qiao Feng heard it, he knew that his father's three key points showed such signs, which was caused by practicing Shaolin's unique skills.

So Qiao Feng immediately bowed down to the sweeping monk, and said: "The monk knows the root cause of my father's illness, and begs for your mercy to save him."

At this time, the sweeping monk helped Qiao Feng up, and explained: "The injuries of the two old benefactors were caused by practicing Shaolin martial arts. If you want to find the way to resolve it, you must find it in Buddhism. If the two can work together, Helping each other, there are naturally ways to solve these problems.”

When Xiao Yuanshan heard this, he immediately frowned and said angrily: "Old man Murong killed my beloved wife and ruined my life. I can't wait to cut him into pieces and turn him into meat paste. You want me to heal his wounds? It's just a dream!"

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

The sweeping monk asked lightly: "Since this is the case, then you need each other's death to solve the hatred in your hearts?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "Exactly. For 30 years, this old man has been thinking about it day and night, and there is only this bloody hatred."

"It's easy too."

The sweeping monk walked forward slowly, stretched out a palm, and patted Murong Bo's head.

When Murong Bo saw the sweeping monk attacking him, his complexion changed drastically, and he immediately used his best technique of turning stars and moving stars with all his strength.

At this moment, he moved his steps slightly, raised his hand to fight back while dodging, and it seemed like the sun was setting and the sun was setting in an instant, with the demeanor of a top-notch master.

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

Murong Bo's family's unique knowledge of "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi Yi", unexpectedly did not play the slightest role.

After he was hit by the sweeping monk, his whole body was shaken, and he was breathless immediately, and fell to the ground on his back.

Murong Fu was shocked when he saw this, but seeing his father's mouth and eyes closed, no breath coming out of his nostrils, he quickly stretched out his hand to touch his heart, his heartbeat and pulse all stopped.

"You old bald donkey, if you dare to kill my father, I want you to die!"

Murong Fu drew his sword and rushed forward, but the floor sweeping monk ignored Murong Fu completely, just stretched out his hand and pushed Murong Fu down, just like an adult beating a child, he pushed Murong Fu to the ground casually.

Then the sweeping monk slapped another palm, but this palm was not aimed at Murong Fu, but towards Xiao Yuanshan who was beside him!

When Qiao Feng saw that the sweeping monk was about to kill his own father, his eyes were about to split, and he went crazy, and he used all his strength to hit the sweeping monk's chest with his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

The sweeping monk didn't dodge, he took Qiao Feng's palm forcefully.

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

It's just that at the same time as Qiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were forcibly received, the sweeping monk's big slap had already landed on Xiao Yuanshan's death spot.

At this moment, Xiao Yuanshan's breathing stopped, his heart stopped beating, he died of exhaustion.

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

A moment later, the sweeping monk waved his hand, turning the two corpses of Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan around, facing each other, and then pulled the four hands of the two corpses into a gesture of holding each other.

Murong Fu shouted: "What are you doing?"

The sweeping monk didn't answer.

He walked slowly around the two corpses, kept stretching out his palms and slapping them, sometimes on Xiao Yuanshan's Dazhui acupoint, sometimes on Murong Boyu's pillow acupoint, he saw that 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, and the two unexpectedly spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and then opened their eyes suddenly!
But seeing Xiao Yuanshan's face flushed, Murong Bo's face showed a faint greenness.

It was only at this moment that everyone realized that the sweeping monk hit the two people just now, but it only made them temporarily stop breathing and stop their heart from beating, which is a way to heal serious internal injuries.

The floor sweeping monk shouted at this time: "Hey! Four hands are clasped together, and the inner breath is corresponding, using yin to help yang, and using yang to transform yin. Wang Baxiongtu, blood and hatred, will return to dust and disappear into nothingness!"

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

Hearing the sweeping monk's drink, the two people's minds were shocked, and they couldn't help but tighten their palms. The internal force in their bodies rushed towards each other, and they merged to make up for the deficiency.

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

The sweeping monk asked indifferently: "How do you feel after experiencing this life and death?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "I don't care about hundreds of murders in my life. If the relatives of the people I kill come to take revenge on me, even if I die a hundred times, it's not enough."

Murong Bo also said: "The common people are like dust, and the emperor is like dust. It is empty if the Yan is not restored to the country, and it is empty to restore the country."

"Great enlightenment, goodness, goodness!"

Under the guidance of the sweeping monk, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo came to a full realization, but their sons had different expressions and had their own ideas.

Qiao Feng still had a burden in his heart.

After all, Xiao Yuanshan's own father killed his master Xuan Ku and his adoptive parents not long ago in order to avenge the Yanmen Pass.

Before, he could accuse Murong Bo of this vendetta.

Now Xiao Yuanshan suddenly realizes that he will not take revenge, so who should be blamed for this?You can't settle accounts with your own father, can you?

And Murong Fu saw that his own father Murong Bo actually let go of the great cause of restoring the country, so he was naturally unwilling.

He was named after the word "Fu", and he was born with the great ambition of restoring the country. Now the father who named himself has put down everything, isn't it ridiculous?

But the sweeping monks are really too strong, beating them is like children's play house, there is no pressure, this makes Murong Fu have to swallow his anger.

And at the same time.

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

[World task: Defeat the sweeping monk. 】

[Task Reward: One Golden Treasure Chest, One World Core. 】

(End of this chapter)