Infinite martial arts new world

"Stop talking too much!" Murong Bo shook his head, and said to the unknown old monk, "Master Xiao and I have given hints, so we must have seen it through."

The nameless old monk nodded and asked Murong Fu, "Fu'er, how is your martial arts better than mine?"

Murong Fu said: "My grandson is ashamed, I failed to transfer the family tradition to the depths, it will damage Murong's prestige!"

"Then how is your wisdom and prestige compared to mine back then?" the old monk asked again.

Murong Fu said: "It's far worse!"

The old monk said with a smile: "In this case, I can't do it even if I exhaust my energy and do not hesitate to fake my death. Why do you force it? If one day the Great Song Dynasty is rotten and the people are in dire straits, there will naturally be heroes who will rise up. At that time, even if you don't do it, the world will be defeated." Current affairs can’t help you not to do it. On the contrary, if you do it forcefully, you will just block the traffic against the current and increase your troubles. Over the years, I have read books and scriptures, and my mood has gradually become calmer. I often regret it. If I didn’t have this ambition back then, I would just be happy Paizhong and Wu Yazi playing chess and discussing Dao, what a happy fairy day?"

"But..." Murong Fu wanted to say something more, but the unknown old monk waved his hand and said, "But I won't stop you. At my age, I might be able to take it lightly, but you are young and energetic, no matter how much you persuade , I am definitely dissatisfied in my heart, everyone's fate has already been determined, and it was originally something that cannot be forced."

"Master is merciful." Xuan Ji said.

The old monk laughed at himself: "I have harmed others and myself, so what kind of mercy is there? I have not been out of the monastery for more than ten years, and I repented after praying to Buddha. It is only atonement."

.......

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo have taken refuge in the Three Jewels under the enlightenment of the unknown old monk.Monk in Shaolin Temple.The two not only resolved their grievances, but also became brothers and sisters. The unknown old monk himself had a strange life experience.No one expected this, it was Murong Longcheng who had been dead for many years, everyone was shocked and surprised.

Shaolin, in the Great Hall of Great Heroes.

Abbot Xuanci looked kindly at Su Yang, and said to Su Yang: "The benefactor has done a great deed for Wulin by coming here this time. It has eliminated a great calamity, and the merit is immeasurable."

"It's the Buddhadharma that has immeasurable merit, not the next." Su Yang said with a smile: "If Murong Longcheng hadn't been enlightened by the Buddhadharma, it wouldn't have completely eliminated the delusions. In the final analysis, it was the master of the Lingmen who had the foresight."

Xuanci suddenly laughed and said: "The benefactor is putting gold on the face of our temple, and the martial arts recorded in the Yi Jin Jing is nothing more than that. But the scriptures were performed by Bodhidharma. It is a treasure of this temple. Please return it to the benefactor. .”

Abbot Xuanci is a sensible person. No matter who owns the treasure of martial arts such as the Yi Jin Jing, it is impossible to come back for nothing, especially Su Yang is accompanied by two big demons, and his own identity is also very important. It was extremely strange, and his seniority was so high that even Murong Longcheng called him senior.It was impossible to grab it by force, so I only said to return the original Yi Jin Jing.As for whether Su Yang made another copy, he didn't say anything.

This favor Su Yang naturally did it happily, and after returning the original, he whispered something in Xuanci's ear.

These few words were spoken in such a low voice that no one heard them except Xuan Ci, but Xuan Ci's expression changed drastically.

"Master, monks are also human beings, and monks may not be homeless. I will leave here for the rest of my words."

After speaking, he left Shaolin with his two daughters.

......

Outside the Shaolin Temple, Xiao Feng is looking at the temple and worshiping.

"Brother Xiao, what plans do you have next?" Su Yang asked.

"No plan." Xiao Feng said: "After listening to the old monk's words, I realized that calculations are useless in the end. Rather than planning and calculating, it is better to be at peace with the situation. The world is so big, whether it is Khitan Xixia or the Central Plains, where is it? Unacceptable?"

"Outside Yanmen Pass, is there anyone waiting?" Su Yang asked suddenly.

Xiao Feng laughed loudly and said: "Outside the Yanmen Pass, stuff cattle and sheep, I will definitely live up to my promise."

Looking at the man in front of him, Su Yang suddenly had an indescribable taste.

What exactly is a hero?Xiao Feng didn't go to Daliao to become an official, didn't single-handedly fight the heroes of the Central Plains, didn't monopolize the three masters in Shaolin Temple, and didn't splatter Yanmen Pass to persuade the Khitan army to retreat.

This hero is a little less tragic, and Xiao Feng without these is no longer the Xiao Feng in the original plot.

But this Xiao Feng must live happier than the Xiao Feng in the original plot.

A hero is a mountain, a mountain that cannot be put down, a mountain that can crush people to death.

"Here is a second-class token, Brother Xiao, please don't dislike it." Su Yang originally planned to give him a first-class token, but now he feels much better when he is given a second-class token.

Xiao Feng nodded, took the token and stuffed it into his arms without even looking at it, strode towards the distance without looking back: "If you have time, remember to come and drink with me."

The voice of system return in Su Yang's heart has already sounded.

"I have something to do and need to leave for a few days. The two of you are waiting for me in Vulture Palace. The next time we meet, maybe we can cure your hidden danger."

Li Qiushui said: "Forget it, if it is cured or not cured, so what."

Tianshan Child Elder said: "Shaolin Temple is really a monk temple, I really can't come to it. After listening to these monks talking too much, they actually become a little indifferent. Your martial arts have not recovered, so take care of it!"

........

Not long after Su Yang left, Murong Fu and his party were at the foot of Shaolin Temple.

Bao BuTong said: "My lord, this time I met the Grand Master, I, Bao BuTong, seem to be different, but what the Grand Master said, I feel very reasonable, I don't know what the Master will do next?"

Murong Fu's face sank like water, he did not answer for a long while.

Feng Bo E also said: "We are people in the Jianghu. After we go back, we will study martial arts with great concentration, find some powerful opponents, and severely injure a few fights. Wouldn't it be fun to fight!"

Bao Ditong shook his head and said: "No, no, you're fine, what kind of person is our son, how can we easily find others to fight, is it not self-defeating? Even if we want to fight, we need famous heroes in the world to challenge us, Only by defeating us will you be eligible to see the golden face of the Young Master!"

The two of them were talking at the same time, but Murong Fu's heart was agitated!

Is that the end?

From the beginning of his memory, the first sentence he learned was Guangfu Dayan. He practiced martial arts when he was young. If he slack off a little, he would be scolded by his mother. For decades, he has always demanded himself as a royal family. Royalty.

Since he was a child, he has always firmly believed, or imagined, that one day, he will be able to walk on the imperial steps, leading to the golden throne, and accept the worship of all people!

Even though he was in the wild, he never put those so-called martial arts masters in his eyes, but just used them as pawns, because he firmly believed that the blood flowing in his body was ten thousand times nobler than these people!

Even those like Xiao Feng who are stronger than him in martial arts, he hates, respects and fears them, but he has never looked down on these people!Because they are just grassroots, and I am the royal family!

This is his ideal, his dream, his belief, and even something that has been integrated into his bone marrow.

But today, he suddenly told him, you are wrong, you are the same as them, you are not as good as them!That honorable seat will never and should not belong to you!

How could he accept it!

But today, he was asked to give up all of this!

This is easier said than done, how is it possible?How could it be possible for a living person to suck out all the blood and smash all the bones from his body?

He is not reconciled and will never compromise!

Even if I die, even if it is only for one day, I will be the emperor. I am not the same as you mediocre people.

He began to hate, especially Su Yang from the knight island. If it wasn't for Su Yang, he would have become the leader of the 36th hole and 72nd island. If it wasn't for Su Yang, his grandfather wouldn't have said that. He is still the majestic grandson of the Emperor Yan; if it wasn't for Su Yang, he would be able to beat Xiao Feng today and shock Shaolin!

He even began to think that if it wasn't for Su Yang, he would have become Emperor Dayan.

He got a little crazy.

"enough!"

Murong Fu shouted abruptly: "You two have to stop talking!"

Murong Fu was deep in thought, while Bao BuTong and Feng BoE were several generations of retainers who were loyal to Murong's family. Murong Fu had always treated them like brothers and never had a cold face. Suddenly angry at this moment, both of them were shocked , somehow offended the young master.

"I've seen it for a long time, you two have never taken my Murong family's important matters to heart, you have always been perfunctory!" Murong Fu's eyes were red, and he said coldly: "Okay, okay, you are greedy for life and afraid of death, you dare not follow me Fuguo, if you think Yanziwu is greedy for ease, then get out! My father and grandfather are old and have no ambitions, but I, Murong Fu, will not be as cowardly as them. Rolling around in the rivers and lakes, one day you will be able to recover Dayan and rule the world!"

"My lord, that's not what we mean!" Feng Boxi quickly explained.

Murong Fu didn't allow him to talk at all, he shook his arms, pushed the two people away, snorted and sneered, his figure was like lightning, he ran down the mountain, his actions were already a little crazy.

Bao BuTong and Feng BoE chased after him, their martial arts were far inferior to Murong Fu's, Murong Fu disappeared after a while.

Murong Fu ran wildly in the mountains, the depression in his heart increased greatly, he couldn't help but shouted loudly, the trembling mountains and forests echoed everywhere.

At this moment, another voice sounded in the forest, although this voice was not loud compared to Murong Fu's roar, it seemed to be everywhere.

A red shadow floated down in front of Murong Fu, blocking Murong Fu's way.

"Hmph, the martial arts are good, but it's so unbearable, and it's ridiculous to want to ascend the throne."

"Who are you!" Murong Fu stood still suddenly, and saw a man in red appeared out of nowhere in front of him. This man was covered in a big red robe, he was clearly a man, but his skin was smooth and there was some makeup on his face, he looked nondescript.

There were three people standing behind him, an old man holding a strange weapon, and a man in white.

There is another person he knows, it is Ding Chunqiu, the dignified Xingxiu sect head stands behind this person, his face is obsequious, like a servant.

"Who am I?" The man in red laughed, with endless sadness in his laughter.

"Who am I? Like you, I have a blood feud with Su Yang!" (To be continued...)