Comprehensive martial arts storyteller: I, a sword can open the gate of heaven

In the next second, the behavior of the sweeping monk immediately confirmed what he meant by the previous sentence.

I saw the sweeping monk flying in the air.

Surrounded by internal force turbulent flipping.

Looking at the sweeping monk with astonishing momentum, Xiao Yuanshan surprisingly did not resist.

Instead, he squinted at Murong Bo who had fallen to the ground, his great revenge had been avenged, and there was nothing in the world that Xiao Yuanshan could miss.

"father!"

But Xiao Feng, as a son of man, how could he just watch Xiao Yuanshan die helplessly.

I saw that he used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms without hesitation.

But for the sweeping monk, it was like a breeze blowing on his face, and it failed to cause any waves around him.

It was as if Xiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms hit a wall of internal energy, and it dissipated completely very quickly.

The sweeping monk swung his palm again.

Xiao Yuanshan fell to the ground in response.

At this moment, in the eyes of the [-] spectators at the scene, I am afraid that they are already dead.

But only Ye Chen knew that these two people had faked their deaths.

It's just that I don't know what kind of martial arts this sweeping monk used to have such an effect.

Obviously, it seems that he has lost all breath, but he can be rescued.

The audience was completely numb to the sweeping monk's operation.

Is it agreed that monks cannot kill?

This monk was like a gangster, and he beat the two masters to death without saying much.

Besides, one second before you stepped on the horse, you said that these two people had a relationship with your Buddhist family, and you wanted to lure them into Buddhism, and you killed them the next second.

What does it mean.

In this different way, send them to the west to see the Buddha?
But this way is too special!
Most people really can't bear it.

Ignoring the strange eyes of these people around him, the sweeping monk turned his head to look at Ye Chen.

"Amitabha, Lord Ye, can you figure out what I'm going to do next?"

Ye Chen smiled confidently: "Of course, please invite the master to start your performance."

Ye Chen knew what the sweeping monk was going to do, but the others didn't.

Now, this unpredictable monk has made the audience feel terrible.

"There is still a next step. What is this monk going to do? Does he want to send us all to see the Buddha?"

"It shouldn't be possible. If that's the case, it's impossible for Mr. Ye to agree. Didn't you see that Mr. Ye asked Master to start your performance?"

Lu Xiaofeng touched the two "eyebrows" on the top of his mouth and said solemnly: "I guess this monk is going to chant sutras for salvation. These two are not disciples of Buddhism. Only by superseding can they be sent to the west heaven to see the Buddha."

Huamanlou and Ximen Chuuxue looked at each other.

Although Lao Hua couldn't see it, he still wanted to look at Lu Xiaofeng and ask seriously: "How did you manage to be so serious about bragging."

Just when everyone was still secretly guessing whether the monk would continue to kill people.

The sweeping monk had already sat down cross-legged on the spot.

Said to Ye Chen: "Please trouble Master Ye to protect the poor monk, don't be disturbed by other people."

Ye Chen smiled again.

It seems that this sweeping monk is awesome.

But I am also afraid of being disturbed by other people when I perform gong.

However, Ye Chen also wanted to see the martial arts of the sweeping monk from the dead.

So he agreed.

"Master, don't worry, you just do it, and I will take care of the Dharma protection."

Then, Ye Chen said to the audience: "Everyone, please don't disturb this master later when he performs his magical skills. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude at Tongfu Inn."

Ye Chen's voice fell.

A circular mask instantly rose around the sweeping monk, covering the sweeping monk, Murong Bo, and Xiao Yuanshan together.

On the light mask, a powerful internal force kept wandering, showing the powerful strength of the sweeping monk.

The audience was secretly startled.

I am more and more curious about the origin of this monk.

Suddenly, all the top experts present widened their eyes, and whispered almost in unison: "Aura!"

That's right, there are traces of blue on the mask summoned by the sweeping monk.

This cyan color is inconspicuous in the eyes of others, but all the masters present know it.

This is Reiki!
I didn't expect this person's strength to be so strong that he could still use aura.

Now, in the hearts of these masters, the identity of this monk is ready to be revealed.

I'm afraid, except for the strong man in the Shattered Void Realm from Shaolin Temple in the Song Dynasty that Ye Chen mentioned.

There is no monk in the world who can do this.

The aura emanating from the mask became stronger and stronger.

From time to time, the sweeping monk would slap Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's bodies with his internal force.

But no one knows what the sweeping monk inside the mask is doing.

Is it some kind of Buddhist method?

No one has ever thought that the sweeping monk is saving people, because things like bringing the dead back to life are still too illusory in everyone's minds.

In everyone's mind, if Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo lose all breath, he is dead.

Murong Fu looked at the sweeping monk in the mask, and then at Ye Chen.

His fist loosened and tightened, but he finally endured it without making a move.

In this way, half an hour passed.

Everyone present didn't even blink their eyes.

For fear of missing some details.

Suddenly, a careful person noticed that Xiao Yuanshan's fingers moved.

"It's moving! It's moving! The dead man's finger moved just now."

"Yes, I saw it too."

"Look, the other person's fingers moved too! But how is this possible? Tell me, my eyes are blurred."

"Brother, it's not that your eyes are blurred, but that these two people really moved."

"So, this monk is saving people! Kill people first and then save people. This monk has nothing to do."

"That's why he is like a fairy, and you are a bum if you step on a horse. If you can understand his thoughts, you will become a master."

"The point is, this horse-riding man is brought back to life! Is this reasonable? This is so fucking unreasonable!"

……

In the exclamation of everyone, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo completely opened their eyes.

Bai Zhantang was busy at first, but stopped involuntarily after seeing this scene.

Seeing Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo not only opened their eyes, but also sat up from the ground.

I couldn't help but slapped my thigh fiercely and said, "Oh, let me go, I'm really alive!"

For this scenario.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu were also stunned.

My father was already gone, but now I have it again, what a deal!
To fool people by surprise?
Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo rubbed their heads each, and when they looked at each other, they couldn't believe that their enemy was still alive.

At this time, the sweeping monk spoke.

"Using yin to help yang, using yang to transform yin, the king dominates the heroic figure, the sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, all return to the dust, and disappear into nothingness."

It wasn't until this time that Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo woke up completely, and at the same time they also knew that they had walked outside the gate of hell.

Consider that after death all is dust.

Both of them looked away at this moment.

What hatred, what restoration of the country, is nothing but a vain thought.

So the two fell to their knees.

"I implore the monk to accept me as a disciple and enlighten me even more."

The sweeping monk's purpose of this trip was to accept his disciples. Seeing that his goal had been achieved at this time, he readily agreed to come down.

For this ending, only one person present knew.

For his father's return to Buddhism, Xiao Feng has no opinion in his heart.

Firstly, he grew up at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, and worshiped Master Xuan Ku of Shaolin Temple as his teacher.

I have no ill feeling toward Shaolin Temple.

But Murong Fu was completely dumbfounded.

After being hit by Ye Chen last time, Murong Fu no longer has much confidence in Fu Guo.

But at this time, Murong Bo found him.

Persuade him, talking about family glory, royal honor and so on.

Only then did Murong Fu regain his confidence in Guangfu Dayan.

But now?

His own father has been murdered by a few words, what kind of country will Murong Fu return to?

Originally Murong Fu didn't want to play anymore, but Murong Bo insisted on letting him play.

But now Murong Bo not only stopped playing, but also turned over the table, which made Murong Fu unable to reason.

Looking at the way Murong Bo is devoted to Buddha now, he doesn't even take a look at his son.

It is common for a son to cheat on his father, but it is really rare for a father to cheat on his son.