Gusu South Murong

The sudden words from the floor sweeping monk instantly made Murong Fu, who was still bowing his head in deep thought, change his face suddenly, and then his eyes suddenly turned to where the sound came from, and his eyes were fixed on the old figure. But it was churning endlessly.

"Protect the inheritance left by the ancestors of the Murong family in Gusu!" As these words fell, Murong Fu's body trembled violently, and the blood circulating in his body suddenly had a ripple, but this ripple slowly It spread to the surroundings, and at this moment, Murong Fu felt the inexplicable words of the sweeping monk, and his mind was gradually in a trance.

In fact, at the very beginning, Murong Fu had guessed that this sweeping monk must be from his Murong family, maybe even his ancestor of Murong Fu. 43 years ago, when Murong Bo was fifteen or sixteen years old, his father was He passed away, and the sweeping monk mentioned intentionally or unintentionally in the Sutra Pavilion that he came to Shaolin Temple at such an age, so the conditions naturally matched.

Afterwards, Murong Fu and Xiao Feng used each other's special skills to match Xiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. South Murong and North Qiao Feng may compete head-on with their own unique skills.

If the sweeping monk hadn't resolved the fight in time, then the power of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and Douzhuanxingyishengong would have been comparable. If the sweeping monk was not related to Murong's family, why did he stop it?Is it really because of a Buddhist good place, don't move rashly?Why didn't they stop the fight between them?

If you think about it carefully, you will find that in the final analysis, this is due to Murong Fu's own internal energy, he did not let him practice well, if he really met Xiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.The loser must be him, Murong Fu.And his Gusu Nan Murong name must be shamed because of this.At the same time, the illustrious unique skills left by the Murong family's ancestors will also be given a false name. From the perspective of the Murong family, it is very possible for the sweeping monk to dispel the moves of the two of them.

Another one, the Sweeping Monk resolves the grievances between Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan. It seems that the grievances and grievances between the two parties are exhausted. In fact, when you think about it carefully, in the end, both Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan see through the world.Escaping into Buddhism, in fact, the settlement of such grievances is fundamentally helping the Murong family.

Xiao Yuanshan's family was ruined by Murong Bo, even if he killed Murong Bo and destroyed Gusu Yanziwu Canhe Village, it would not be an exaggeration, but in the end, Murong Bo didn't die, Murong Fu was fine, but it was Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan Let go of the grievances of the past.Worshiping into Buddhism together, he, the Gusu Murong family, did not suffer the slightest harm in the end.If it was said that the sweeping monk really did not favor Murong Bo, Murong Fu would definitely not believe it.

Another point is, the sweeping monk easily defuses Murong Fu and Xiao Feng's offensive, why can't he just dodge Xiao Feng's palm?Could it be that his martial arts is really not as good as Xiao Feng?Or was Xiao Feng's attack too fierce, he couldn't even react with the strength of the sweeping monk?Even so, the monk Esau has reached the level of the supreme master, so he doesn't have the strength to protect the inner body. With the blessing of the strength to protect the inner body, he will not be able to vomit blood from that palm.

Therefore, the sweeping monk should have deliberately not resisted, and followed Xiao Feng's palm abruptly, so why did he accept Xiao Feng's palm?But if the sweeping monk is assumed to be a member of Murong's family, then her palm is meaningful and justified, it can be regarded as making up for what Murong Bo did, otherwise, Murong Fu will never believe it, Xiao Feng This palm can hit a sweeping monk who has the strength of the supreme master, and it can make him vomit blood.

With so many doubts, if it is said that the sweeping monk has nothing to do with his Murong family, Murong Fu would not believe it even if he was beaten to death. In addition, the sudden words of the sweeping monk at this moment completely convinced Murong Fu , he is even more convinced of his inner thoughts, he is a sweeping monk, and his surname is definitely Murong...

Standing behind the haggard-faced sweeping monk, staring at the back, dazed, finally, Murong Fu came back to his senses, flashed a bright light, and said with a little deep meaning: "Listening to what the old man said, it seems I have a lot of connection with the Murong family in Gusu, I think I must have known the ancestors of Murong Fu, I don't know if it is my father's generation or grandparents?"

The sweeping monk didn't answer Murong Fu, as if he didn't want to pay attention to anything, he stepped forward again, ready to leave.

Seeing that the sweeping monk was about to leave, Murong Fu instinctively took a few steps forward and caught up with the sweeping monk's back. Obviously, he still had many doubts in his heart, and when the doubts were about to be revealed, how could he let him go? Sweeper left?

However, Murong Fu found that no matter how fast he speeded up, the sweeping monk was always in front of him, and the distance between the two remained unchanged.

Suddenly, the figure of the sweeping monk paused, and said in a soft voice: "Back then, your ancestors in Longcheng created an inexhaustible unparalleled knowledge, and it spread across the world without encountering any opponents. It can be seen that your Gusu Murong family's ingenuity of the unparalleled knowledge, and you With your current skill, there are very few people in the world who can match you, don't covet Shaolin's unique skills anymore, people in the past would make fun of you for thousands of years, I hope you don't do such a foolish act!" Speaking of this, his body has already grown. Half lost into dark shadows.

Murong Fu heard the words of the sweeping monk, but he was a little puzzled, and suddenly realized that the sweeping monk was teaching himself not to go astray, he must have thought that he went to Shaolin's Sutra Pavilion to spy on Shaolin's unique skills, I don't want to lose the big because of small things at the moment, so I said this.

After thinking through all this, Murong Fu quickly said: "Senior thinks it's a misunderstanding!" Then he continued: "Murong Fu's visit to the Cangjing Pavilion today is not because of coveting the 72 skills of the Shaolin School, but because of something else."

"Although the Shaolin 72 unique skills are exquisite, I have no interest in stealing them. How can the martial arts handed down by the Murong family in Gusu be weaker than others?" Standing upright in the sky, Murong Fu said to the sweeping monk, with a hint of tinge in his voice pride.

The figure of the sweeping monk walking away suddenly paused, but he didn't turn around, he just said lightly: "It's good that you understand!"

Seeing that the figure of the sweeping monk was about to disappear into the darkness, Murong Fu suddenly came to his senses, stretched out his right index finger, pointed at the side of the sweeping monk, raised and retracted it, and then bent his finger suddenly, Murong Fu hit Xu pop up.

"puff!"

An invisible finger force, like wind and thunder, like fire and electricity, with a fierce, terrifying, publicity, and domineering momentum, slammed on the big tree beside the sweeping god, leaving A piercing finger print, and Murong Fu said immediately: "Do you know this fingering, senior?"

Staring blankly at the domineering and sharp fingering, facing this fingering, the floor sweeping monk paused with his right foot just stepped out, and then retracted it for a long time, the floor sweeping monk suddenly calmed down, and turned around slowly again. : "There are so many fingering methods in the world? How can an old monk understand the fingering methods in the world?"

"Senior's demeanor just now was to tell the boy that he knew this fingering. If so, why did senior pretend not to know?" Murong Fu said nothing more, and without waiting for the sweeping monk to say anything, he turned his eyes tightly to the darkness opposite. , the slightly trembling body sweeping monk changed the subject and said, "Senior, is your surname Murong?"

After Murong Fu's words fell, the two of them suddenly became extremely quiet, as if the whole world seemed to freeze at this moment.

"Senior, may your surname be Murong?" "Senior, may your surname be Murong?" "Senior, may your surname be Murong?"

The old figure covered by heavy darkness suddenly trembled violently because of Murong Fu's words. Afterwards, these words, like Huang Zhong Dalu, kept circling around the sweeping monk. At this moment, sweeping the floor The monk's body, which had been calm all the time, returned to normal after a sudden tremor, but the old figure seemed to be enduring something at the moment.

Murong Fu looked at the sweeping monk who didn't say a word, was extremely silent and didn't know what he was thinking about, and felt nervous for no reason, as if he was also expecting something in his heart, he held his breath involuntarily.

I don't know how long it took, the sweeping monk who was hiding in the darkness slowly raised his head, shot out his cloudy eyes, and finally settled on the proud young man in purple shirt not far away, his face was full of vicissitudes Complicated expressions.

Then he stood up straight, the palm of his hand was lightly exposed from under the monk's robe, the hand that was eroded and callused by the years was in front of Murong Fu's eyes. The domineering momentum like wind and thunder, like fire and electricity, whistled past Murong Fu's ears, touched a big rock behind him, and said softly: "How did you guess it?"

There was silence between the two of them, except for the reverberation of the sweeping monk's voice that made people feel endlessly sour... (to be continued...)