I, the son of Yang Guo, abducted Zhang Sanfeng across the heavens

Chapter 108 Huang Chang, This Dog Official Is a Real Chicken Thief
Jiumozhi was shocked by Xu Zhu's Dharma, he was quiet for a long time, and finally shouted with a ferocious face: "Whatever you say, Shaolin school is still a martial arts school, if you really don't want to study martial arts, what is your Dharma hall doing? There is no need for 72 stunts!"

Xu Zhu let out a long sigh, "Oh, it seems that Duke Ming still doesn't understand."

"I understand you!" Jiumozhi was defeated by Xu Zhu's buddha heart, broke his dao heart, looked like a madman, totally disregarding the image of an eminent monk, and roared: "little bastard, if you have the ability to fight the Buddha with real swords and guns field!"

"Ming Wang really can't see through."

Xu Zhu shook his head, and lightly slapped his palm.This palm move is normal, but in the middle of the palm, it suddenly shakes slightly, immediately one palm becomes two palms, two palms become four palms, four palms become eight palms.

Jiumozhi blurted out: "Thousand-handed Tathagata palm!" Just as he said a word, Xu Zhu's palm prints doubled again, becoming sixteen palms, and it is about to become thirty-two palms, Jiumozhi dare not hesitate , Immediately clap two Prajna palms.

Xu Zhu's left palm pierces out from the bottom of his right palm, still shaking slightly, the palm shadows that change from one to two, then two to four are flying around.Jiumozhi jumped up, Hu Hu returned two Shaolin Scattering Palms.

Jiumozhi transforms 72 stunts, which is dazzling.The heroes of the Central Plains were all horrified, they originally thought that Jiumozhi only knew a dozen or twenty kinds of martial arts, relying on his superior martial arts, but they didn't know that this monk actually knew 72 kinds of special skills, it was not a bragging.

But Xu Zhu used this set of palms to fight back and forth, he made a few circles with his left palm, slapped his right palm quickly, up and down, left and right, after a few pats, Jiumozhi took a step back, after a few more pats, Jiumozhi took another step back.Seeing has been withdrawing dozens of meters away.

Jiumozhi thought to himself: "This little bastard has such deep internal energy. Although the palm technique is complicated, the internal energy is not dissipated. There are so many palm prints condensed in the void. But in this way, your internal energy is scattered and consumed. How can you hold me?" Reckless palming?"

Jiumozhi screamed sharply, stopped backing, leaned forward, and used Xuanci's housekeeping kung fu "Great Vajra Fist", chopping several palms quickly, but after a few palms, he felt a slight numbness in his right arm when he retracted the palm , the internal force is running, not very comfortable.

He couldn't help being startled, thinking: "The little beast's internal strength is so strong, the palm force has not intersected with mine, it is already restraining my internal strength. Could it be the "Yi Jin Jing" that no one has practiced in Shaolin for hundreds of years?"

Jiumozhi guessed right.A few years ago, when Yang Gui played against the sweeping monk for the first time, he gave the sweeping monk a great shock.Even though Yang Gui was defeated that time, he was undoubtedly already a strong man on the same level as him, far surpassing Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Bo and the like.

The sweeping monk also knew a little about the Xiaoyao Sect. Seeing that Yang Gui looked so young, he knew in his heart that it must be related to the Xiaoyao Sect.This instead gave the victorious sweeping monk a sense of urgency. You must know that there is no way to prolong life and rejuvenate in their Buddhist martial arts.

He had only been in the Sutra Pavilion for more than forty years, and when he passed away a hundred years later, Yang Gui was living a healthy life. At that time, Yang Gui wanted to come to Shaolin Temple to take revenge, how could Shaolin stop him?
So the sweeping monk made up his mind to train a successor.It happened that Xu Zhu came to borrow scriptures, he saw that Xu Zhu's mind was pure and kind, and his heart was very firm towards the Dharma, so he asked Xu Zhu to come to the Sutra Pavilion every morning and evening to learn Dharma from him.

"Yi Jin Jing" needs to break through the "self-image and human image" and do not have the idea of ​​practicing martial arts in your heart, so you can practice it. Many eminent monks have practiced martial arts for hundreds of years, and they all have a heart of courage and diligence. can succeed.

Xu Zhu's mind is simple, he only thinks it is Buddha Dharma, he comprehends it with Buddha's heart, after several months of studying, "Yi Jin Jing" has improved by leaps and bounds.He felt that his body was strong and his breathing was smooth, and he only thought it was the merit of Buddhism, so his heart towards Buddha became more firm, which led to the faster entry of Yi Jin Jing.

Later, the sweeping monk saw that his internal strength had reached a high level and he also had great experience in Buddhism, so he passed on the "Thousand-hand Tathagata Palm" to him.

But the Yi Jin Jing has not achieved much for hundreds of years, and even the monks of Shaolin Temple think that it has no effective effect, and they don't care much if the secret book is stolen.Therefore, Jiumozhi didn't believe in evil, he let out a loud cry, his whole body's internal energy was concentrated in one palm, and he used the flame saber to concentrate his internal energy, he slammed Xu Zhu's chest hard with one move, one shot and two separate shots.

Xu Zhu sighed: "It's good, it's good." He retracted his palm force, the palm prints all over the sky became one, and pushed out with one palm.Before the palm print was on his body, Jiumozhi's body was already unstable, he felt his whole body's energy and blood shaking a few times, his headache was about to split, his dantian couldn't turn up in one breath.

But one palm and two scattered palms are the strongest single palm of Shaolin's unique skill, and it pays attention to the internal strength of the whole body in one blow, there is no return, and there is no way for Jiumo to retreat.

With a sound of "Boom", Jiumozhi slammed his palms together, and Jiumozhi flew out, blood spurting wildly in mid-air, just like Quan Guanqing who was hit by him, which is in line with the Buddhist theory of heavenly principles and retribution.

Xu Zhu's complexion turned pale, his body swayed a few times, he staggered back a few zhang, then he barely stopped his figure, his face was full of sadness, "Ming Wang's palm is really too powerful, little monk, little monk, alas..."

Someone went over to feel Jiumozhi's pulse, and found that the man's dantian meridians were in a mess, and his internal energy was completely abolished.What is surprising is that there are no injuries to the muscles and bones, only a little trauma from being thrown to the ground.

Can't help but praise one after another: "Master Xu Zhu is compassionate, he is really an eminent monk!"

Xu Zhu shook his head, got up and went to kneel down in front of Xuan Ji, the head seat of the Discipline Academy, said: "Uncle Master, this disciple violated the commandment of anger and killing, fought against King Ming and seriously injured him, please punish Uncle Master."

How could Xuan Ji dare to punish Xu Zhu, he was afraid that Xu Zhu would beat him to death if he said a wrong word.

Besides, he thought Xu Zhu did a good job at first, he looked at Xu Zhu and said: "You are over-concerned, you protect the prestige of the temple in times of crisis, and you are merciful when you are in battle, you only abolish King Ming's martial arts without hurting his bones, you can be called compassionate and meritorious It's okay, get up."

Xu Zhu nodded and said, "Yes." Turning around, he stood up and bowed to Jiumozhi, "Master Ming, I don't know the severity of my attack, I offended you."

Jiumozhi's face was ashen, he struggled to get up, and said: "There is nothing to offend, and I would like to thank the little master for his mercy."

He limped down Shaoshi Mountain, his back showing infinite desolation.

Many people also feel sorry for each other. It is difficult for people to have a good end in the rivers and lakes. I don't know if it will end as bleakly as Jiumozhi in the future, or even if Jiumozhi regained his life, it is already a good ending.

Jiumozhi has gone, Xu Zhu is about to return to the team of juniors, but Murong Fu shouted: "Master Xu Zhu, please stay."

Xu Zhu hastily turned around and saluted, "Young monk dare not be called a master, what advice does Master Murong have for you?"

"I don't have much to teach, but my little master is very firm in his heart to the Buddha. I don't know how many scars you have on your back?"

"Huh? How does Benefactor Murong know, I have it since I was born, and I am considered a monk chosen by heaven, does Benefactor Murong also have scars on his body?" Xu Zhu had a simple mind, and asked directly when he thought of something.

Murong Fu waved his hand, "I don't dare, my parents are innocent, there is no need to hide their whereabouts and use codes to show their identities. Say yes, Erniang Ye."

Ye Erniang shed tears in pain.

The heroes also came to their senses, Ye Erniang's son?They thought about the purpose of their trip, could it be that the monk Xu Zhu who showed his supernatural power and defeated Jiumozhi is actually the son of the abbot?
Not to mention other people, even Shaolin Temple's own people secretly looked at Xuanci.

There are already whispers among the crowd, "No wonder this Xu Zhu's kung fu is so good, the abbot's son!"

"Sure enough, Shaolin Temple is full of filth and nepotism. No one else knows Shaolin's unique skills and Yi Jin Jing, so why does Xu Zhu know it? It's not because his father is the abbot!"

"The abbot's son is highly skilled in martial arts. He will take over the Shaolin Temple in the future and pass it down from generation to generation. Wouldn't the Shaolin Temple become his family's private property? Xuanci has such a deep plan!"

Xu Zhu was full of panic when he heard this, he waved his hands again and again, wanting to explain something, but he didn't know how to explain it, and he didn't know who to explain it to.Seeing the brothers around him showing unkind eyes to him, he became even more flustered.

Xuanci finally said: "Xu Zhu, you take off your clothes."

"Yes." Xu Zhu's mind went blank, when he heard the abbot speak, he immediately followed suit, and sure enough he had nine scars on his back.

Now there is no doubt about the fact.The voices of all heroes denouncing Xuanci were louder and louder, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

Xuanci also didn't mean to deny it, he stretched out his hand to touch the top of Xu Zhu's head, and said: "It's good, it's good! If you create karmic causes, you will have karmic results. You have been in the temple for 25 years, but I still don't know that you are my son!"

As soon as this remark came out, the voices of the heroes became even louder, as if they wanted to overthrow the Songshan Mountain.The astonishment, horror, contempt, anger, fear, and pity on everyone's faces were all indescribable.

Abbot Xuanci is highly respected and respected by everyone in the martial arts world. When Quan Guanqing ordered people to spread the news, most people were skeptical and just watched it for fun. Who would have thought that he would actually do such a thing?

Ye Erniang was even more weeping.

Murong Fu took a step forward and said in a clear voice: "Master Xuanci, you committed adultery more than 20 years ago. It was your own discipline in your sect, and your sect's discipline department punished it. Perhaps because the master is the abbot of your sect, it is uncertain whether to punish or not."

"But you let Ye Erniang cause disasters for more than [-] years, how many babies died, and how many families fell apart. This is a public case of the world. This matter cannot be dealt with by Shaolin behind closed doors. It must be dealt with by everyone in the world. An explanation."

He mobilized his internal strength and managed to overwhelm the shouting and shouting of thousands of people. The voices present were first silenced, and then louder applause broke out.

"Okay! Mr. Murong is right!"

"The old thief Xuanci is bald, has a dignified appearance, and has a human face and a beast's heart. Immortality is not enough to anger the common people!"

"Burn Shaolin Temple down!"

Many people were out of justice and righteous indignation, but more people were emotionally driven, purely arousing the evil thoughts in their hearts, wanting to completely destroy the Shaolin Temple, which was always on top of their heads.

Murong Fu watched coldly.This is what Yang Lao said about human nature.He silently thought in his heart, what's the point of ruling such a group of people in the future, even if the world is won?
Now he can freely use human nature to achieve the results he wants, but he still has no idea how to deal with the evil of human nature.

Seeing that the incident had come to this point, Xuanci was about to stand up and confess his guilt, but found someone who stood up faster than him.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Murong."

Huang Chang took a step forward and stopped Murong Fu who wanted to continue talking, "How to deal with Abbot Shaolin should be determined by the Central Plains martial arts, not you can decide with a single word."

Murong Fu glanced at Huang Chang in amazement, isn't Wudang one of Mr. Yang's gang, why did he come out to disrupt the situation?
Xuan Ci almost burst into tears, unexpectedly, the old monk wrongly blamed you, never thought that when there was a real crisis, it was you Wudang who came out to help Shaolin.Needless to say, I will pass on the order now, and Shaolin will agree to rank alongside Wudang in martial arts in the future.

Laughing, Yang Gui is Yang Gui, and Wudang is Wudang.If Murong Fu finished singing today's play, Zhang Sanfeng would send Wudang to join in the fun.

Huang Chang is also a chicken thief, as expected of a person who can win the holy family in the future when he becomes an official, I, Wudang, and a group of people are not capable of throwing stones at you, they all say that we are equal, but you have to come out to rescue you in times of crisis, That's what it means to be one who steps on Shaolin.

The point is, Shaolin can't stand this account, after all Xuanci has already admitted it in front of the heroes of the world.In the future, he should be punished and punished, and he should be punished by himself, and it will not affect him at all.It's just that the person who raised his arms and gave orders has changed from Murong Fu to Huang Chang, from the Xiaoyao Sect to Wudang.

Or else Huang Chang is an official dog, if Murong Fu can figure this out in the original book, he won't end up being the laughing stock of being broken by the Six Meridian Sword and being tricked by Xiao Feng in seconds.

Although the two people behind the scenes are good brothers, Murong Fu can't let it go at this moment.

"Renren Huang doesn't care about that. This matter is to capture Ye Erniang again, to ask for the truth, and mobilize to go to Shaolin Temple to seek justice for everyone. Just now, the monks threatened me in the Central Plains Wulin, and they also came back to block them. How about it?" Can't be the master?"

Huang Chang laughed and said: "Young Master Murong also said that this is the martial arts conference of the heroes of the Central Plains. As far as I know, you are the master of the Vulture Palace, but the Tianshan Mountains are thousands of miles away. How can the General Assembly be entrusted to foreign leaders to lead it?"

"Huang Zhenren's words are wrong. As we all know, I was once called 'Nan Murong'. My family lives in Gusu, and it was just a coincidence that I took command of the Vulture Palace. How can you call me a person from the Western Regions?"

Huang Chang's eyes flashed brightly: "Really, do you dare to ask if Murong's surname is Chinese?"

"You!" Murong Fu was at a loss for words, and in a hurry, he shouted: "This martial arts conference was initiated by me, and I made Quan Guanqing order the beggar gang to spread it..."

"Young Master Murong, be careful!" Huang Chang interrupted Murong Fu and gave him a look, "Are you trying to say that the largest gang in the Central Plains has fallen under the control of your Western Region sect? Senior Yang taught you this Is it?"

"I... this... I..." Murong Fu was still young, and when he met Huang Chang, a scholar who came from an imperial school, he was not an opponent at all.

Murong Fu, who Huang Shang refuted, was speechless and full of confidence, "I have extensive and profound knowledge of Chinese martial arts, and the Central Plains martial arts is the leader of the world. There is no need to explain the affairs of the Central Plains martial arts to people from other countries. I hope that some small countries can recognize it." Clear your position."

"What Huang Zhenren said may not be true in the eyes of this old man."

Suddenly an old voice sounded, everyone looked up, and saw a handsome middle-aged man pulling a beautiful woman in her 30s, and the beautiful woman pulling a beautiful girl who looked like a fairy, like a couple of gods.There were no tree roofs around, but the three of them seemed to be gliding in the air and floated to the ground.

　sneak attack!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)