Become a disciple of Huashan, but the Sword Sect

Chapter 223 The sin is overwhelming
Xuanci was startled, his eyes suddenly became dark, and he fell into distant memories.

About twenty-five years ago, he went down the mountain to see a doctor at a nearby family named Ye. He has extraordinary medical skills and profound internal energy, so he can naturally cure diseases with medicine.

The family was a poor farmer and could not afford the medical expenses. In fact, for the sake of convenience for monks and other people, he had no intention of collecting consultation fees.

Unexpectedly, the farmer had a daughter who wanted to repay him no matter what, so she actually promised him her life.

Ye Erniang was very beautiful when she was young!

He was in his prime at that time, and he had practiced in the temple for many years and never approached women. After the sudden contact, he couldn't control his emotions for a moment and finally couldn't help but broke the lust warning.

Master Xuanji, Master Xuannan, Master Xantong and others looked at each other in confusion.

They had never heard that their senior brother and Ye Erniang had any interactions.

How could the dignified abbot of Shaolin know Ye Erniang, who "does no evil"? This is absolutely impossible and should never happen.

Master Xuannan frowned and said, "Gang Leader Yan, is there any misunderstanding about this matter?"

The surrounding martial arts heroes were already shouting curses, degrading Xuanci and the entire Shaolin as worthless.

"I know." Xuanci sighed: "That child had a bad life. He was kidnapped by robbers as soon as he was born."

After a while, the noise gradually stopped.

Among the martial arts heroes present, there were many people with profound internal skills. They heard the conversation between the two clearly, and the surrounding Shaolin monks immediately started an uproar.

Yan Bugui's voice and look were cold: "Then you just watch Ye Erniang steal and kill babies every day and do nothing?
Ye Erniang defended you even before she died, which shows her feelings for you. You could have stopped her evil deeds with just one sentence, but for twenty-four years, you actually just sat back and did nothing, allowing her to harm innocent people.

Everyone who was paying attention to the battle between Xiao's father and son and Murong's father and son was instantly attracted to their attention.

"Guilty! Guilty!" Cold sweat broke out on Xuanci's forehead unknowingly.

Yan Bugui asked: "Did you know that Ye Erniang gave birth to a son for you?"

"Once you have created a cause, there will be a result." Xuanci said calmly: "The bad karma has been accomplished. It is useless to regret it, and it is useless to hide it."

Not only did he violate the precepts, but he also violated the precepts of adultery, and the other party was actually one of the notorious four evil people! ! !

"Humans are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless." Xuanci said: "For more than 20 years, I have been thinking about their mother and son day and night."

"Amitabha." Xuanci came back to his senses, clasped his hands together, and looked ashamed: "What an injustice! What an injustice!"

Do you still want to have no worries? Free and happy? Which Buddha, which Bodhisattva, and which Buddhist scriptures teach you this? "

Yan Bugui nodded with satisfaction: "As long as you dare to admit it."

In twenty-four years, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, more than 8,000 babies died tragically in the hands of Ye Erniang because of your connivance.

"Ashamed! Ashamed!" Xuanci said: "The poor monk knew that he had violated the great precepts, but he never dared to confess to the monks. Fortunately, with the help of the donor, the poor monk was finally freed. From now on, he has no worries and is free and happy."

"It's useless to hide it." Yan Bugui sneered: "If I don't ask today, will you take the initiative to admit it?"

The expressions of surprise, horror, contempt, anger, fear, ridicule, and pity on everyone's faces are so diverse that it is really difficult to describe.

Yan Bugui said: "You can even guess the cause of Master Xuanbei's death. Then you must also know what Ye Erniang has done in these years, right?"

Yan Bugui's eyes were like swords, and he stared at Xuanci sternly: "Then it depends on what Xuanci says."

Abbot Xuanci was highly respected by everyone in the martial arts world. Who would have thought that he would do such a thing?

In the past, everyone only knew that Ye Erniang was a heinous person, but few people thought about the seriousness of her crimes.

If the corpses of more than 8,000 babies were gathered together, they could flood the mountain gate of Shaolin.

After realizing the seriousness of the problem, everyone was filled with outrage.

"Bullshit monk!"

"Too cruel!"

"Shaolin falsely claims to be the Taishan Beidou of Central Plains martial arts."

"Everyone, come together, we will demolish this ruined temple that deceives the world and steals its reputation today."

The more people talked, the more excited they became. With a mouthful of blood flowing to their heads, they were all furious.

But someone is angrier than the martial arts heroes!
"Give my son his life..."

Thousands of people suddenly poured out from behind the Beggar Clan and rushed straight towards Xuanci.

These people were both men and women, old and young, and most of them were dressed simply or even in rags. Because they had mixed with the beggars before, no one noticed anything unusual.

They were surprisingly the people whose children had been stolen by Ye Erniang.

There are many disciples of the Beggar Clan, but after all, time is limited, and it has been too long to find them, and the victims are all over the world. In the end, only these were found.

When the Shaolin monks saw the huge crowd, they immediately panicked.

Master Xuanji hurriedly ordered: "Quick, stop them!" Looking at this posture, before those martial arts people could take action, these people were about to raze the temple to the ground. "Senior brother, what should we do?" Master Xuannan glared at Yan Bugui, and even though he was saved by him, he couldn't help but feel resentful.

Shaolin will be discredited from today on.

Master Xuanji frowned, but for a while he couldn't think of any good solution.

"Brothers, there is no need to be embarrassed." Xuanci looked at Yan Bugui: "The benefactor has great supernatural powers and knows everything. I am deeply impressed. May I ask the benefactor if he knows the whereabouts of my child?"

"know."

"Can you tell me?"

"No! You have caused so many people to be separated from each other. It would be unfair to tell you." Yan Bugui had already seen that Xuan Ci was determined to die.

If he was told that his son had been living under his nose all this time, and that although father and son had never met, they had been getting along day and night for more than twenty years, Yan Bugui felt that this would be an advantage to him.

Master Xuansheng, who had never spoken a word, said angrily: "What the donor did is a bit too much!"

Yan Bugui pointed at the common people who broke through the Shaolin Arhat Formation: "You can tell them this."

Master Xuansheng's expression froze and he was speechless.

The monks learned that these people were ordinary people and no one dared to use force. But he couldn't stop him without using force. He was caught between a dilemma and was quickly knocked to pieces.

The scene became extremely chaotic.

"Amitabha!" Xuanci stepped out from the crowd, used his inner strength to perform the Buddhist lion's roar, and silenced the crowd's noise with a loud Buddha's name.

"As a member of the Buddhist sect, Xuanci violated the precepts of sexual immorality, causing innocent people to suffer and die miserably. His sin is so serious that he has no shame to face the Buddha and is ashamed of all his martial arts colleagues. He can only die to thank the world."

Xuanci slowly sat cross-legged, his palms touching each other, and he suddenly released his true power, which penetrated his heart.

"Pfft~" A mouthful of blood spurted out, Xuanci's head and neck drooped, and he died on the spot.

The square suddenly became quiet, leaving only the Xiao father and son and the Murong father and son fighting among themselves.

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo each showed off their unique Shaolin skills, but it was still hard to tell the difference.

However, Murong Fu gradually felt exhausted under the powerful force of Xiao Feng's Dragon Subduing Palm.

Since his exchange with Yan Bugui at Xiaojing Lake, Xiao Feng has deleted the last ten palms of the 'Twenty-eight Dragon Subduing Palms', making the palm techniques more essential and more powerful.

Coupled with the world-class internal strength of the Divine Foot Sutra, the powerful and majestic Qi he has developed helps him fully display his "not enough" mentality in the Dragon Subduing Palm.

Murong Fu's attacks from hundreds of martial arts schools were either harder than soft, soft with hardness, or hard with softness, all in a variety of ways.

However, when Xiao Feng released his palm, he used three points of force and retained seven points of force. His palm technique was always inexhaustible, like a copper wall and an iron wall, preventing Murong Fu's offensive from advancing even an inch.

"Damn it!" After being unable to attack for a long time, Murong Fu became more and more impatient. Suddenly, his right fist came straight out and struck Xiao Feng's chest with an extremely strong force.

Xiao Feng recognized that this was Xuanci's special skill, the 'Dajra Fist', and immediately turned his hand to greet it with a 'River Crossing the Great River'.

There was a muffled sound of "bang" and fists and palms clashed.

Xiao Feng's right arm was raised high by a strange force, exposing the middle part of his chest.

Murong Fu was well prepared, and struck him in the heart with the reverse palm of his left hand. He used a move from the 'Prajna Palm' called 'To Conquer Heretics', and the sharp palm force was as sharp as a knife.

If it is hit, it will inevitably end up being disemboweled.

Xiao Feng was full of energy and said, "Don't use Qianlong." He hooked Murong Fu's left wrist with his left hand, bent his right hand into a half fist, and slammed into the opponent's throat.

The true energy condensed in his palm is as hard as iron, but he is not afraid of the sharp palm power of Prajna Palm.

Murong Fu's left arm was blocked and he quickly used his right fist to parry.

With a "pop" sound, the fists and palms were handed over again. Even though Murong Fu had a strong foundation, he could not help but feel numb in his arms due to Xiao Feng's fierce and unrivaled palm force.

His mood became more solemn.

If he hadn't had the opportunity to greatly increase his skill, he might have died in Xiao Feng's hands by now.

"Fu'er, follow me." Murong Bo saw that the Shaolin monks who were guarding the surroundings had a gap due to the turmoil of more than a thousand people. He immediately used his internal strength to force Xiao Yuanshan back with a palm, turned around and rushed straight into the temple. And go.

Master Xuanji ordered the mountain roads to be strictly guarded, but Murong Bo had been lurking in Shaolin for thirty years, so how could he not have a hidden escape route?

When Murong Fu saw this, he actually pulled away.

With the power of Xiao Feng's palm, he seemed to be riding on the wind, crossing a distance of ten feet in an instant and leaping into the temple wall.

"Stop leaving!" Xiao Yuanshan chased after him.

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Feng sped past him as if he were flying.

The depth of internal strength and the speed of movement made Xiao Yuanshan surprised but also felt proud at the same time.

(End of this chapter)