The hot spot heroes of the big rivers and lakes

Chapter 798

"The four hands hold each other, the inner breath is in harmony, using yin to help yang, using yang to transform yin... Wang Baxiongtu, the sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, all return to dust and disappear into nothingness!"

Everyone just listened to the prophecies chanted by the sweeping monk. At the same time, a puff of black smoke rose from Yuan Shan and Murong Bo's heads...

Then I saw two people who had been completely silent, but now they opened their eyes, at first they were confused for a while, and then they burst out laughing.

"Father!" Two voices sounded from the side.

Qiao Feng and Murong Jiu hurried forward to visit their respective fathers, seeing that Yuan Shan and Murong Bo both bowed down to the sweeping monk at this time, and they both knelt down with them, Murong Jiu may have forgotten that he was angry with Qiao Feng before.

"Master! Qiao Feng is dull, he didn't understand the deep meaning of your trip, and acted rashly, I hope Master will forgive you!" Qiao Feng quickly bowed down.

"Jiao Layman, don't feel guilty..." The sweeping monk didn't expect that he would be broken for life.

At this time, he was not worried, but explained: "The two old lay monks have been sick for a long time, and it is difficult to cure them with ordinary methods. This old monk made them die first, and then live again, so as to regulate yin and yang."

Hearing this, the people of Chulu felt a faint movement in their hearts—when the floor-sweeping monk said just now, "Use yin to help yang, and use yang to transform yin", the people of Chulu felt strange. Or extremely yang in nature.

Moreover, there were two big men again, when Murong Bo fought, they were showing their breasts, obviously it wasn't some ancestral woman disguised as a man...

Where did the yin and yang come from?

Now it seems that what the old monk is talking about is not the qi of yin and yang, but the "path" of yin and yang, or...life and death!

It's just this time of surviving death to heal wounds, borrowing yin to return yang...

Why don't the Chulu people look like Buddhist methods?This faintly contradicts the "reincarnation" which is one of the basic logics of Buddhism!

Therefore, the people of Chulu speculated in their hearts that the sweeper might really be a monk who became a monk halfway...

"The two of you have walked from life to death, and from death to life, is there anything you can't let go of?" asked the sweeping monk to the two old men.

"Disciple Kong has been a monk in Shaolin Temple for 30 years, but he doesn't have the compassion of a Buddhist disciple. I beg Master to include it."

Both of them want to let go—well, want to let go in the Buddhist sense, in fact, they want to let go, or they are depressed, but each has his own opinion, which has nothing to do with Chulu people.

Aixinjue Luo Yuanshan thought that he had killed quite a few people, some of them were his own enemies, and some had no grudges. He wanted revenge, and others wanted revenge too. Murong Bo also thought that from Qinhuang, Hanwu, to the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, there are many emperors and generals Now, Zhu Yan is just a drop in the ocean, love will never come back...

So the sweeping monk was relieved to have two people who could cross, and he began to preach the sutra on the spot. It doesn't seem so out of gregarious, not level, but also looks intoxicated.

The Chulu people also looked like "this statement makes sense", with a smile of approval on their faces - the sweeping monk had previously raised his hand when he was not around. The typical look of not knowing and pretending to understand, they all murmured in their hearts, is this old monk a real monk or a fake monk?

There is also one who doesn't pretend, that is, Jiumozhi, when he heard halfway, he showed an expression of impatience, turned around and left...

Afterwards, Yuan Shan and Murong Bo also stayed in Shaolin to be ordained.

Now that he has become a monk, it is naturally inconvenient to pursue the grievances and grievances of the past—even if he wants to pursue them, thinking about such a big Arhat, such a fierce Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms...they are all magnanimous.

In fact, Chulu people can cure their crux, but... Chulu people really don't want to cause this trouble!

Although these two old guys are quite worthless, but... After all, the palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh. If they fight again one day, what will the Chulu people do?It's too late to hide!
Therefore, the people of Chulu did not make a sound, and left it to the sweeping monks-"He Xini" is a term for low EQ, and leaving us high EQ people is called "resolving with Buddhism."

Qiao Feng was still a little bit reluctant to part with his father whom he just met, even if this father was a scam, and Murong Jiu had already gone to donate incense money.

The people from the Duan family in Dali also carried Ren Woxing over at this time, and they were sleeping and snoring. The people from Chulu didn't know when he got out, but it seemed that he was in good condition, and his martial arts skills were not at all. left.

Seeing that the sky is getting dark, Shaolin is already in chaos. Although it has been barely smoothed out at this time, but... all aspects obviously need to be dealt with.

I'm not afraid that someone will be anxious. The place that the sweeping monk is looking for is the only way to go to the back mountain to cross the thatched cottage three times. Who can go there without giving face?Even Jiumozhi went in the opposite direction and returned to Shaolin Temple.

After the floor-sweeping monk finished speaking, Xuannan stood up and invited all the people in the rivers and lakes to go down the mountain and rest for a while, and come back tomorrow to discuss the lion-slaying meeting and the knife-slaying meeting-after a whole day, there was not a single "business" done !
Qiao Feng originally wanted to stay in the temple for one more night, to accompany his father, but Shaolin invited him to shut the door, and Yuan Shan himself persuaded his son, saying that he wanted to practice in the mountain and not to bother him if there was nothing else.

"Feng'er, you are now Prince Feng of the Qing Dynasty. From now on, you should remember that if you are worthy of the Qing Dynasty and the common people, you will miss being your father, and there is no need to come again!" Yuan Shan finally instructed Qiao Feng.

As for how it is worthy of the Qing Dynasty?
Yuan Shan didn't say much, anyway, he knew that, in the eyes of his Dorgon faction, the lineage sitting on the dragon chair could not represent the Qing Dynasty at all...

"Master, I have already donated a lot of money for incense in Shaolin. You can meditate on the mountain at ease and don't worry too much about worldly affairs." Murong Jiu has changed his words, and he seems to be happy to see his father become a monk.

Murong Bo:  …

"Fu'er..."

"Master, you have already become a monk." Murong Jiu reminded.

"Come here, Almighty! The old monk has something to say to you alone!" Murong Bo darkened his face, and led the reluctant Murong Jiu aside.

The people of Chulu didn't listen to it either, probably after Murong Bo got his enlightenment, he wouldn't think about the same thing as before, and kept using "Rejuvenation" to suppress his daughter, right?

But when the two came back, Murong Bo was full of guilt, while Murong Jiu was unhappy. Except when he passed by the Chulu people, he sneered at him with Murong Fu, no one else paid attention to him, and led the retainers straight away. leave.

Obviously, the idea of ​​"restoring the country" that was tirelessly instilled in Murong Fu since he was a child cannot be solved by Murong Bo himself saying "it doesn't matter if he doesn't return" to his daughter after he thinks about it.

Qiao Feng was also free and easy, after being rejected by Shaolin Temple, he kowtowed in front of the door, then turned and left.

The people of Chulu want to ask Xuanku again, but they are not in a hurry today...

"Second and third brothers, let's go! Accompany me to drink!" Qiao Feng said after patting Chu Luren and Duan Yu.

"It just so happens that I also got to know a brother recently. When I became sworn brothers with him, I still thought that I would spare my elder brother and third younger brother in the future..."

"Hahaha, since he is the person that the second younger brother likes, he must have a compatible temperament, let's go together, go together!"

As the Chulu man said, under the resentment of all the monks in Shaolin Temple, he dragged the smiling bastard away together.

"Masters, I'm going to be sworn brothers with some older brothers, so I won't stay overnight..." The dog bastard waved to Xuannan and the others who stayed behind him.

……

In Sandu's courtyard, Yuanzhen looked at the moonlight, and then asked for instructions: "Three masters, no one has delivered the evening meal yet, do you want a disciple..."

"No need."

(End of this chapter)