Plane Conqueror

Chapter 263 Peerless Master Sweeping Monk! - Ask for a ticket at the third watch!

A few breaths ago, when he crushed Du Yu, he was still complacent. Looking around, the entire martial arts world would submit to him. Single-handedly fighting Shaolin and the Beggar Gang, punching the Murong family, almost covering the sky with one hand!
But after Du Yu stopped his invincible fist with his fighting spirit, the situation took a turn for the worse. Murong Bo, the old, treacherous and cunning thief, took the opportunity to sneak attack and defeated him!

Xiao Yuanshan's tiger's eyes were bloodshot, and the eyes were about to burst.

Murong Bo fell to the ground, looked up to the sky and laughed.

The greatest enemy and nightmare in his life has been taken care of by him today, how can he not be insane?

He walked up to Du Yu who had stopped fighting, looked at Xiao Feng who was rushing towards Xiao Yuanshan, patted Du Yu on the shoulder, and said with a smile on his face, "You are indeed my son of Murong Bo! To beat Xiao Feng has already made me proud." I'm even more amazed to be able to block this old thief Xiao Yuanshan's full-strength attack with the help of the Star Shift!"

Du Yu forced a smile.

Murong Bo knew that in his son's mind, he was probably still thinking, why didn't he show up to save him at the critical moment?He sighed and said, "Your grandma often told me that in Murong's family, if it's a woman, it's fine to pay it back. If it's a man, it has to bear the burden of restoring the Great Yan! In the Jianghu, if you fight with others, life and death Do it all by yourself, don’t count on others. You are only allowed to win, not to lose!”

Du Yu was stunned.

The meaning behind these words is extremely cruel.

That is, the descendants of the Murong family must think about the consequences before doing anything.If you want to fight, you can only win. If you lose, the family will not rescue you. You deserve it if you die!

Murong Bo calmly said: "Although you defeated Xiao Feng first, there is a huge gap between you and Xiao Yuanshan's strength. But I also want to observe whether you are worthy of a big responsibility? If you can't stop Xiao Yuanshan's blow, I will be without your son , the world is so big, I, Murong Bo, will be born again!"

Du Yu's heart ached and his teeth were cold.

Thirty years ago, during the Battle of Yanmen Pass, your old man hid behind a rock and witnessed Xiao Yuanshan slaughtering a group of heroes. His calf became weak from fright. How dare you test me?
This is obviously to use his son to attract Xiao Yuanshan's attention, take the opportunity to attack and kill a strong enemy.

Murong Bo is indeed cold-blooded and ruthless.

Du Yu slandered in his heart, but it didn't show on his face at all, he was still extremely obedient.

Murong Bo turned to Xiao Yuanshan who was lying on the ground, and walked slowly.

Xiao Feng roared angrily and rushed towards him.

Murong Bo smiled slightly, and with one finger, he hit Xiao Feng with a bloody arrow in his chest, fell to the ground and struggled.

Xiao Yuanshan cursed with blood in his eyes: "Thief! You rely on your son to resist my attack and take advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack, what's so great about it? If you have the ability, make an appointment to fight another day, be upright!"

Murong Bo raised his head and laughed loudly: "It is true that my martial arts are slightly inferior to yours, but so what? My son is better than your son, that's enough! 30 years ago, you jumped off a cliff and survived, today I will correct this mistake! "

He strode forward and wanted to take a picture of Xiao Yuanshan's Tianling Gai!
Regardless of the seriousness of his injuries, Xiao Feng threw himself at his father desperately, trying to prevent this tragedy from happening in the world.

For 30 years, he didn't know who his biological parents were. He just learned that he was not a Han Chinese, but a Khitan race. When he was hesitating, he met his only father.Although they lost their friends, after all, father and son are connected by blood, so they finally have sustenance.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, my father would also be lost.

Xiao Yuanshan was about to die, but there was a trace of determination and ruthlessness in his eyes.

Murong Bo saw something was wrong: "Not good! The old thief used Bodhidharma's breathing exercises!" He wanted to dodge.

Bodhidharma's Qigong is one of Shaolin's unique skills. If you practice it deeply, you can enter the state of tortoise's breath. It sounds like the breath is exhausted, which is not like a stranger, but it actually enters the tortoise's breath of meditation, which has infinite magic effects.

Xiao Yuanshan tricked Murong Bo with the Bodhidharma Breath-holding Kung Fu, and with the kung fu of subduing demons, he tried his best to suffer the backlash of his qi and blood, but he also wanted to severely injure Murong Bo!

The ridiculous thing is that 30 years ago, Murong Bo also played dead and deceived the heroes of the world, and only then did the following story come to pass.

The so-called fate is dark, and the retribution is not good.This Murong Bo was once again retribution by the tricks he used, so there is nothing to say.

Murong Bo was tricked by Xiao Yuanshan's Bodhidharma Breath-holding Kungfu, he was caught off guard by Xiao Yuanshan's cassock robe subduing demons Kungfu, which swept his chest, he felt several sternum fractures, and blood spewed out from his mouth and flew backwards.

Xiao Yuanshan succeeded in one blow, forcibly mobilized his internal energy, and rushed forward.

Du Yu dodges in front of Murong Bo, and uses Dou Zhuan Xing Yi to deal with Xiao Yuanshan.

This turn of events has once again played a major role.

Xiao Yuanshan was able to hurt Murong Bo, purely relying on the incomparably strong hatred in his chest, all supported by one breath.Now that he succeeded, Murong Bo was seriously injured, so he vented his anger. At this moment, his strength is less than 5% of his usual strength.

Du Yu is doing his best.

This move actually blocked Xiao Yuanshan's Guangming Fist, and then bounced back.

Xiao Yuanshan was bounced back to the spot again, and his injuries became more serious.

Murong Bo laughed loudly, struggled, and wanted to kill Xiao Yuanshan.

Two peerless masters who have attained the highest levels of martial arts and have reached the realm of transformation, at this moment because of hatred, they are fighting like children, you beat me, I beat you, how can there be any demeanor and elegance of peerless masters?
Du Yu was about to stop him, but he heard Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan ouch almost at the same time, they covered their ribs, their bodies trembled and their teeth trembled, as if they had been severely poisoned by the cold.

Many masters looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering why the two of them had an attack?

At this moment, I suddenly heard "Amitabha!"

A skinny monk in green robes appeared at the entrance of Juxian Village with a broom.This monk is quite old, and his sparse long beards are all white.The demeanor is graceful, not surprised by favor or disgrace, and the treasure is solemn.

Master Xuannan was surprised when he saw it.Isn't this person the serving monk who sweeps the floor in the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple?How did you come to Juxian Village, which is thousands of miles away?
Although the serving monks are Shaolin monks, they only get ordained but do not worship teachers, do not teach martial arts, do not practice meditation, and are not listed in the seniority rankings of "xuan, wisdom, emptiness, and emptiness". Besides chanting scriptures and worshiping Buddha, they only do some burning , Farming, sweeping, civil engineering rough work.

This monk stayed in Shaolin for a very long time, either 42, or 43 years, when Xuannan received his precepts, he remembered that this monk had already swept the floor of the Sutra-Depository Pavilion, and no one had asked about his origin and seniority.

This monk has always been in Shaolin and never left the Sutra Pavilion, so as the head of the Xuannan Bodhidharma Academy, he has only met him two or three times in more than 40 years, and has never left a deep impression on him.

But what is his purpose in coming here today?

The floor-sweeping monk looked at Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan with kind eyes and kind eyes, and said slowly: "You two benefactors, stop fighting for now and listen to me. Layman Xiao, you have two acupoints of 'Liangmen' and 'Taiyi' on your lower abdomen recently, and you can feel it." Is it a dull pain?"

Xiao Yuanshan froze all over and said, "The gods and monks see clearly, that's exactly what happened."

When he said this, he turned his head and said to Murong Bo: "Murong old benefactor, Yangbai, Lianquan, Fengfu three acupoints suffer from thousands of needles pricking three times a day, so what?"

Murong Bo's expression changed drastically, but he was too painful to speak.

The old monk smiled slightly: "The martial arts of this school were passed down from the ancestor Bodhidharma. 72 If you don't use Buddhism as the foundation when practicing martial arts, you will definitely hurt yourself when you practice martial arts. The deeper you practice, the more serious your injuries will be. If you are practicing high-quality martial arts of this school, such as Nianhuazhi, Duoluoyezhi, Prajna Palm, etc., if you don’t use compassion and Buddhism to reconcile and resolve it every day, the hostility will penetrate deep into the viscera, and it will become deeper and deeper, which is more powerful than any external poison. It must be a hundred times more powerful."

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo each gasped when they heard this.

What the old monk said was so accurate, they couldn't help but not believe it.

But the revenge of killing his wife and the dream of restoring the country, how can we not avenge it?
The two continue to move forward, and they will fight to the death.

The old monk sighed and said, "Since the two benefactors are unwilling to stop fighting, then I will take back these Shaolin unique skills."

With a wave of his sleeve, he did not see how powerful it was, and he precisely slapped Murong Bo's Tianling acupoint, Murong Bo immediately fell to the ground and died.

Du foresaw that the scene that was supposed to break out in the martial arts conference moved to Juxian Village, but he just jumped on it and picked up Murong Bo's body, feeling very surprised in his heart.

The old monk glanced at Du Yu meaningfully, folded his palms together and said, "The little benefactor has a strange face, he is big treacherous and evil, he is righteous and good, all in the little benefactor's thought. Just now, the little benefactor had a chance, taking advantage of Xiao Feng and his son I was defeated by your hand and removed it, but I couldn't bear it. This kind of kindness is my Buddha's compassionate heart. If you can't fake it, I will repay your kindness! Almighty, do you know that you have the same kindness? Martial arts are too complicated, and the big trouble is that the inner breath conflicts with each other?"

Du Yu was shocked.

The floor-sweeping monk smiled slightly: "For example, with your inner strength alone, I can see that there are Taoists' Yellow Emperor's Internal Classics, Xiaoyao School's Little Wuxiang Gong, my Buddhist School's Yijinjing, Shenzujing, and Tantric's dragons. There are many kinds of prajna skills, and they are all different, am I right?"

Du Yu secretly admired him.

Many of these skills are not even in this world, this old monk can speak so clearly

Du Yu's heart brightened.

This old monk, like Jue Yuan and Zhang Junbao, has obtained the right to enter the space city and is well-informed.

Until now, Du Yu has not figured out what kind of strong plotters are allowed by the space to enter the space city or even become adventurers.

But Sweeping Monk, Jue Yuan, and Zhang Junbao have one thing in common, that is, they are all glimpses, very short in appearance, but they leave a deep impression on people.

The floor-sweeping monk smiled: "Although these internal breaths of yours are in conflict with each other at this moment, they will not immediately cause a disordered breath and cause a catastrophe, because your cultivation time is short, your martial arts are not high, and your internal strength is limited. It is like a small river. Although the stream is heavily blocked, it cannot form a breach."

He continued: "But once you continue to practice and practice deeply, the internal forces of different sources and sects will form internal force conflicts. At the least, your cultivation base will stagnate and stagnate at the bottleneck, and at worst, your internal forces will become disordered and bite your body back. Amitabha is even more tragic than Donor Murong and Donor Xiao."

Du Yu seemed to have opened a window, and his heart suddenly became clear.

Why does the space limit the total number of skills of adventurers, and encourage adventurers to delve into a series of skills and take a dedicated strengthening route?

The human body is a precision instrument, and martial arts is the way to exercise internal force.No matter how precise the instrument is, if it is driven by several different methods, incompatibility and system conflict will also occur.With less martial arts and a low level, this conflict is not obvious, but when the level is high, a violent system conflict will arise.

The most obvious examples are Western magicians and Eastern Qi practitioners.Magicians cannot practice opposing law systems, for example, ice and fire are incompatible, and it is difficult for oriental Qi practitioners to learn good and evil skills.

Space is the most fair, since there are restrictions on magic and fairy arts, for those who learn martial arts, it doesn't make sense for them to study casually.

The conflict between these exercises is the restriction.

The adventurers Du Yu had been in contact with never mentioned this issue, so Du Yu was not aware of the existence of the problem.

He wanted to come now, the reason is very simple.

More than half of the adventurers in the slums don't even have a C-level skill, and most of them can't learn all 10 skills. Even if they know conflicting skills, most of the skill levels are not high, and they won't be troubled by skill conflicts.

Du Yu, on the other hand, was already struggling with the choice of a lot of B-level and C-level skills.

The root cause of this problem is very simple, Du Yu is a lone ranger, and he is the only villain lone ranger in the world!

He alone is a team.Every adventure in the world of martial arts can bring rich adventure returns, and there is no need to share it with anyone.

In addition, Du Yu's villain value can be exchanged for martial arts level, and he enjoys teachings from famous teachers such as Ning Zhongze and Xiao Longnv along the way. His kung fu progresses at an astonishingly fast rate!

But the other side of all the benefits is that he has to solve the problems that adventurers of the same level do not have.

In other adventurer teams, this problem is not acute.

If there are 10 high-level exercises that conflict with each other, just assign them to different teammates, practice them separately, and strengthen each person in one direction.

For example, specialize in Taoist exercises, specialize in Buddhist unique skills, specialize in Tantric unique skills, and so on. With professional development, each of them can become a master, and they can complement each other.

But Du Yu, there is only one person!

His villain attributes doomed him to be unable to solve this problem by forming a team!

When other adventurers in space turned into a mixed aircraft carrier fleet and developed professionally, he had to rack his brains to load various complex weapons such as anti-air, anti-sea, anti-submarine, and even anti-space on himself. In the narrow skill field, you can meet the challenges of complex situations.

This is the happiness of the Lone Ranger, but also a worry.

Du Yu couldn't help asking: "Then what should I do if I have already entered the room and practiced at a very high level?"

The sweeping monk gave Du Yu a sympathetic look, as if he could see through the difficulties of his lonely adventure at a glance, and sighed with compassion.

Du Yu smiled wryly and said, "Isn't it going to enter Shaolin to chant scriptures and pay homage to the Buddha, so as to resolve hostility with peace?"

The sweeping monk also smiled wryly and shook his head: "No. Your problem is different from Benefactor Xiao and Benefactor Murong. They have practiced kung fu a lot, but after all, they have the same root and origin. They are both my Buddhist unique skills, which can resolve anger with Buddhism, but yours There are Taoist, lay, Buddhist, and esoteric exercises, and they are all so diverse that even the old monk can't do anything."

Du Yu smiled wryly: "The eminent monk's so-called lucky fate, what exactly is it?"

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