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What shocked him even more was that when he first entered the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, the first martial arts manual he saw was indeed 'Nianhua Fingering'.

But at that time, he had already observed around him and found out that there was no one inside or outside the Sutra Collection Pavilion. How could this old monk speak as if he had seen it with his own eyes?

Is there really a ghost in this world?

Gradually, Murong Bo was also startled, sweating profusely, and his whole body was paralyzed.

"The mind of a layman is more greedy than that of layman Xiao. What layman Xiao has practiced is only how to control the existing martial arts of the Shaolin school, but layman Murong has included all seventy-two unique skills of this temple, and his heart has been recorded. After the copy is obtained, I will resume the bookstore and return the original book."

The old monk added, "I think that over the past few years, the layman has tried his best to master these seventy-two stunts. Maybe he has already taught him to Linglang."

"You're wrong about that. He didn't give it to Murong Fu, but to Dalun Ming King Jumozhi. That's it."

Saying that, Qin Xuan pointed to Jiu Mozhi on the side.

"Young Master Duan is right!"

Kumozhi folded his hands together, lowered his body and saluted, then untied the luggage bag hanging from his shoulders and waist, and handed it over.

"The seventy-two stunts in those days were all here, and now they are all returned!"

Just as the sweeping monk was about to take it, he suddenly heard footsteps in the distance.

Followed by eight or nine monks, jumped up against the wall, and came to the backyard with a few jumps.

The first is Xuan Sheng and Xuan Mie, two eminent monks of the Xuanzi generation of the Shaolin School.

After that, several foreign eminent monks, including Master Shenshan, Master Daoqing, and Master Guanjin.

Followed by the brothers Tianzhu Zheluo Xing and Bo Xingxing, followed by the two monks Xuan Gou and Xuan Jing of the Xuanzi generation.

The monks were very surprised to see that Xiao Yuanshan and his son, Murong Bo, Jiu Mozhi, and three people they didn't know were here, but they were listening to an old monk with an unfamiliar face.

These monks are basically wise men with a high level of cultivation, and they don’t bother to come forward at the moment, just stand aside and listen to what he has to say.

After pretending to be coercive, the floor-sweeping monk withdrew his hands and clasped them together.

Then, he waved a spark, and in front of everyone, he burned the "Seventy-Two Special Skills" book, and said to Kumozhi: "Little friend, the matter of the scriptures has been eliminated since then. !"

"Amitabha!" Kumozhi said in respect.

"There are seventy-two stunts in this temple, each of which can hurt people, kill people, be fierce, and hurt the heavens. Therefore, each stunt needs to be resolved by the corresponding compassionate Buddhism."

The floor sweeper continued, "Not everyone in this monastery knows this truth. It's just that after one person has practiced four or five stunts, his understanding of Zen will naturally be hindered."

"In my Shaolin sect, it is called 'Martial Learning Obstruction', which is the same as the 'Knowledge and View Obstruction' of other sects."

"It must be known that Buddhism seeks to save the world, and martial arts is about killing. The two run counter to each other and control each other."

"Only the higher the Dharma, the stronger the thoughts of compassion, and the better I can practice martial arts skills, but the eminent monks who have reached such a state of cultivation are disdainful to learn all kinds of powerful killing methods!"

"If I hadn't met Young Master Duan, I'm afraid this king would have been trapped in it and would not be able to pull it out, Amitabha!"

After listening to the greatness of it, he, who had already suffered this catastrophe, naturally knew it clearly, and immediately said politely.

"It turns out that the benefactors are generous and worthy of things, and it is a matter of great virtue!"

The sweeping monk looked at Qin Xuan and bowed as well.

"I said old monk, don't stop my elder brother from taking revenge, can you go away?"

Qin Xuan, who was upset by the two of them, waved his hand unhappily and said bluntly.

"..."

The sweeping monk was slightly taken aback, obviously Qin Xuan's calmness and directness were beyond his expectations.

Xiao Yuanshan, who was beside him, also had red eyes. He wanted to kill Murong Bo who was lying on the ground to avenge his wife.

So he also shouted loudly: "I also asked the master to step aside and let me avenge this revenge!"

"Yes!"

Xiao Feng's shoulders shook and he stepped forward immediately.

The sweeping monk thought for a while, and said, "How about Murong Bo repenting at the grave of the deceased, asking the deceased's forgiveness, and reciting the scriptures daily to resolve the grievances?"

Qin Xuan looked back and found that Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng and others showed a trace of disapproval on their faces.

There is obviously a bit of disdain for the dissuasion of the sweeping monk.

"Old monk, there is a saying in the rivers and lakes that there is grievance, and hatred is revenge. You monks pay attention to compassion. In order to prevent more people from being hurt in the future, I have come up with a method that will not only satisfy you, but also make What do you think of the heroes who died in the battle of Yanmen Pass back then?"

Is it possible that there is such a thing as the best of both worlds in the world?

As soon as these words came out, everyone's attention was immediately cast on Qin Xuan, and there was interest in their eyes.

Even the floor-sweeping monk heard Zen and said, "Donor, but it's okay to say it!"

"My way is-"

Qin Xuan suddenly grinned, and the movement of his feet disappeared in the eyes of everyone.

However, when he appeared, he was already in front of Murong Bo, and his feet stepped on his Xiongqian, and his heart was suddenly broken.

".〃You!" Murong Bo's eyes snapped, and before he could finish speaking, he gasped.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Qin Xuan turned his head sideways, and said quietly: "We are all arguing endlessly, only killing him is the best way!"