The Supreme Fusion of Wuxia/the Supreme Fusion of Tianlong

Many older martial artists present exclaimed, how could they forget the person who made the Gusu Murong Clan famous [-] years ago.

"Amitabha, donor Murong, I didn't expect you to be alive... I want to come to the blood and rain in the rivers and lakes, and you also have a share? Back then, donor Murong, you sent a letter to me, saying that the Khitan warriors sneaked into the Central Plains, intending to steal my Shaolin secret book. , Lao Na foolishly believed, and only then did all of these things happen.

Originally, I thought that Murong's donor was also an unintentional loss, but after hearing the news of your death, he also said that you were also uneasy, and you died young.It wasn't until a few months ago that there were rumors of your Murong family's origin in the rivers and lakes, and the old man realized that the original Murong donor was using my ignorance to provoke the relationship between Song and Liao, intending to start the war again, so as to take the opportunity to restore the country.

But it never occurred to me that after listening to the meaning of the old donor Xiao, you have been hiding in the Shaolin Temple and secretly learning my Shaolin martial arts! "

After listening to Xuanci's words, the people in the martial arts who were present finally understood that it turned out that there were many "vendettas" in the rivers and lakes, neither Shaolin nor Xiao Yuanshan did it, and a large part of it was Murong Bo!

Originally, they wanted the Beggar Gang to take the lead, but who would have thought that the new leader of the Beggar Gang was actually Murong Bo, who was hiding his identity and conspiracy. Now even the Beggar Gang itself is in chaos.

Several elders repeatedly asked Quan Guanqing if he knew about it, but Quan Guanqing naturally denied it.

In fact, he was already yelling in his heart, thinking that Murong Bo's success was not enough to fail, but he was really forced by Wang Zhen to reveal his true identity...

How could he know that what Murong Bo pursued was different from him. It was not the high power of the first world, but the great Yan Kingdom for thousands of generations, so Murong Bo could not sit back and watch Murong Fu be killed.

Otherwise, Quanguanqing and Murong Bo planned to use the beggar gang to seek the restoration of the state of Yan, and promised Quanguanqing to be ministers of the Qing Dynasty.

If all goes well today, the two may really have hope of success. After all, Wu You Murong Bo suppressed the whole gang, and Zhi You Quan Guan Qing crushed those idiots of the beggar gang.

Don't look at the elders and disciples of the Beggar Gang, most of them are loyal to Da Song, but after all, IQ is a weakness, as long as Quan Guanqing guides them, it is not difficult for them to shout "Long Live the Song Dynasty" while serving the country of Dayan.

But now that hope was dashed, Murong Bo's identity was revealed too early, and the Beggar Gang had already had a strong resistance to the Murong Clan.

Quan Guanqing can only try to draw a clear line with Murong Bo now, but who would have expected Murong Bo to be the least anxious...

"Yes, the king and the loser! For the sake of Dayan's great cause of restoring the country, it is inevitable to sacrifice some people! It's a pity that today was disrupted by a yellow-mouthed child, but the old man is not unprepared... Master show up!"

Just listening to Murong Bo calmly finished speaking, a loud laugh came, a bald head dressed as a Tibetan monk, flew down from the Mahavira Hall, and I don't know how long it has been hidden, but no one noticed it, which shows that his martial arts is high.

He is also a good-looking person. The heaven is full, the ground is round, and the ears are lobed on the shoulders. He looks like a solemn treasure!The person who came is the national teacher of Tubo, Jiu Mozhi!

"Amitabha, the old monk Kumozhi from the Tubo country, I have seen all the masters of Shaolin Temple!"

Jiu Mozhi lived in the Central Plains for a long time, and he had a direct conflict with the beggar gang, so many people recognized him.

"The national teacher is an eminent monk, why didn't he come and steal the roof?" Xuan Nan asked.

"Haha, the master has a vision. Dependent origin has no self-nature, and all dharmas have no self. In the hall, on the hall, my Buddha's residence! How come you talk about stealing?"

In Jumozhi's words, he actually compared himself to the Buddha. As a monk, he was really crazy. Seeing that he didn't even wear the fake mask of hypocrisy on weekdays, Wang Zhen secretly wondered, could it be this fellow? Is it more serious than the original "causal line"?

"Absurd disciple! How dare you insult the Buddha?" The eminent monks of Shaolin Temple shouted angrily.

Jiu Mozhi smiled confidently, as if your realm was too low to be too lazy to explain to you.

"Amitabha, it seems that the national teacher also came with malicious intentions?" Xuanci said in a solemn tone.

As Xuanci spoke, her palms were flat in front of her chest, and there was a faint golden light covering her palms, showing the color of flesh and blood: "Xuanji, it seems that the execution can only be suspended first, and then the execution will be executed after Lao Na has eliminated the demon. Temple rules!"

"Father, I see my mother's great revenge, nine out of ten must be counted on this Murong Bo!" Xiao Feng said.

"Not bad! Today my father and son will cut off Murong Bo's dog's head to pay homage to your mother!"

"Amitabha, the two donors Xiao seem to have fallen into the devil's way. The old monk couldn't bear to see this, so he could only stop one or two!" Kumozhi stood on Murong Bo's side.

"Great monk! Don't be busy with other things first. Shouldn't the account between you and me also be counted?" Wang Zhen stood opposite Jumozhi.

"Big brother, second brother, let's watch the younger brother take action first. This Kumozhi once injured all the eminent monks in Tianlong Temple, and he also has a grudge with me, Dali." Duan Yu said eagerly.

"Everyone, listen to me! These alien races are not good things! But after all, the country of Yan has been destroyed and the disease of scabies, and the country of Liao is the enemy of our Song Dynasty. I think it is better to kill Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng and his son first! "Quan Guanqing bewitched.

"Hmph, Quan Guanqing! The matter between you and Murong Bo has not been explained clearly yet!" asked the elder of the own beggar gang.

"Oh? Could it be that you are still thinking about Xiao Feng's good thief, and you want to watch him bring Shaolin martial arts back to Daliao, and then destroy the Song Dynasty?"

As soon as this statement came out, the elders of the beggar gang were angry, but they were speechless. If you get up, the latter is the first priority to attack.

Then just as the war was about to start, another Buddha's horn came...

"Amitabha." The voice was indecisive, and it seemed to hover directly in everyone's mind.

Chapter 112. 112 Willful Sweeping Monk

"Amitabha." The voice was indecisive, and it seemed to hover directly in everyone's mind.

The more people with advanced martial arts present, the more clearly they feel that the martial arts of the person speaking has reached an unimaginable level!

However, accompanied by a rustling sound, an old monk with a dull face came over while sweeping the ground...

Hey, master, you have swept across the border, your shard is in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!

The Sweeping Monk is obviously a good Shaolin disciple, and his work is not divided into internal and external.

"Master, be careful, there are bad people in front of you, don't go past!" The monk with the wise character quickly discouraged.

With their martial arts, it was obvious that they could not feel the mighty power contained in the slightly flimsy body of this dazed, sweeping monk.

He didn't notice that the real masters present paid much attention to this old monk.

From the different reactions of each person, the gap between them can also be seen. Murong Bo, Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng, Wang Zhen, Duan Yu and Jiu Mozhi have a particularly solemn expression.

As for Xuanci, Granny Yu, Zhuo Bufan, and others, they just had doubts on their faces, and they felt that their inner strength was extremely deep, and they might be better than themselves.

The next ones, such as the elders of the beggar gang, are mostly inexplicable, and instinctively feel that the old monk is strange.

"Hey, there are some bad people, I've never seen... Old layman Xiao and old layman Murong are also regular guests of Cangjing Pavilion. You people, there are some troubles in the rivers and lakes, forget that we are all monks. Now, I won't even sweep this hall..." The old monk said in a dazed tone.