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Chapter 129 The Shaolin monks whose three views exploded 【Please subscribe! 】

In ancient times, there were several crimes that could be said to be heinous. No matter who committed them, they would all become street rats and everyone would shout and beat them.

That is the three major crimes of killing master, father and mother.

Even if the person who committed this great crime was the most respected emperor in ancient times, he would end up in the same way.

For example, Li Shimin.

Li Er opened up the rule of Zhenguan and ushered in the most peak era of China since the Han Dynasty, and was revered as an idol by countless emperors in the past.

But even for such a person, everyone who mentioned him kept a secret.

Just because he killed his brother and imprisoned Li Yuan.

It is understandable to kill brothers. After all, since the establishment of the dynasty, many emperors have done similar things to him.

But the point of imprisoning the father is completely unresolved.

For those who still have a good impression of him, to put it lightly, he gave Datang a bad start.

Those who did not have a good impression of him, but at the same time were staunch Confucianists, spoke ill of him at every turn, and some even suggested digging up his tomb and flogging his corpse.

Of course, such a proposal would definitely not be agreed by the emperor.

But in the ancient environment, someone actually dared to suggest that Emperor Taizong of Tang should be pulled out to flog the corpse. This shows how hateful his act of imprisoning his father is.

Therefore, when Xuan Ci spoke out about Xiao Feng's crimes, all the disciples present at the scene gave up their clamor and stared at the front in dumbfounded.

"False."

After calming down everyone, Xuan Ci waved to a figure next to him: "Tell me, what exactly did you see that night."

"Yes, Abbot."

"That night, the little monk was meditating in his room, when he heard a strange sound, he put on his clothes and walked over, just in time to see Xiao Feng's beastly behavior. , and called the abbot master and other people over, the little monk thought, he probably wanted to use this to shirk responsibility."

Facing countless pairs of eyes, Xu Xing was inexplicably nervous, but he still trembled and said what he saw and heard that night.

"Abbot?"

"Amitabha."

Xuan Ci shook his head bitterly, waved his hands and said, "I hope you will go down."

"That day when the old monk heard the voice, he hurried to the room of Junior Brother Xuannan. At that time, only Xiao Feng was present, and with Xu Xing's testimony beside him, the old monk sent someone to arrest him."

"what?!"

"Is there really such a thing?"

"Xiao Feng, he actually killed his master?"

"Is he still human?"

"This……"

The venue seemed to be ignited all of a sudden, and countless voices filled with astonishment came out from the mouths of everyone present.

They didn't have to believe it, and they could even suspect that Xuanci deliberately asked Xu Xing to lie.

But they couldn't do that, because they could see that Xu Xing was definitely not a monk who was good at lying.

For a moment, people's minds were greatly shaken, and they all looked at Xiao Feng, hoping that he could give a perfect explanation.

"That night, Xiao Feng did appear in Master Xuanku's room, but when I went, Master was already seriously injured. I wanted to leave, but I felt that Xiao was a dignified man, and even the supreme martial artist. Wouldn't it be superfluous to escape at this time?"

Xiao Feng laughed a few times, and continued: "Thus, Xiao did not leave, instead he summoned Abbot Xuanci, he wanted to find the real murderer with them, but he didn't want to be imprisoned instead."

"You bullshit!"

Xu Xing's face was flushed, but he still pretended to be brave and shouted: "The person I saw that day had exactly the same body and appearance as you, but now you say that you didn't kill anyone. Could it be that there is another Xiao Feng in this world?"

"Xiao also doesn't know why the little master insists that I am the murderer. How can you be sure that the person I saw is exactly the same as me?"

"Furthermore..."

Xiao Feng shook his head, with his hands hanging, he shook his hands and feet indifferently, and asked suspiciously: "Furthermore, if Xiao is really the murderer, given that this little master has already been discovered, how can Xiao How can a certain person keep you intact, little master?"

"This……"

Xu Xing was stumped by this question, but immediately he reprimanded loudly: "If you are not the murderer, then why didn't you run away?"

"Hahahahaha!"

Xiao Feng laughed.

"Hahaha, what this little monk said is really interesting."

"It's not the murderer who wants to run away. What's the reason for that?"

"Guangzhu Xiao is the supreme martial artist. He was present at the time, so he must have wanted to find the murderer instead of running away. Otherwise, how can he become the supreme martial artist that we all respect?"

"That's right, not to mention Gang Leader Xiao, even if I was there at the time, I would have stopped to look for the murderer instead of fleeing on the spot. Otherwise, if someone saw it, I'm afraid it would be really difficult to explain clearly."

……

"Amitabha!"

Amid the ridicule of everyone present, Xuanci uttered the Buddha's name, and said solemnly: "What Xu Xing said is indeed unreasonable, but the old monk checked the injury of Junior Brother Xuanku that day, it was because of a kind of fierce palm technique In the world, there are probably only a few types of martial arts that can do it."

"The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of Benefactor Xiao is one of them."

"What if another master came to Shaolin Temple that day? And Abbot, you said that there are only a few people who can do it, but my Iron Palm Gang is not convinced. I wonder if our Cloud Pai Zhang is one of them?"

Qiu Shichi took a step forward and asked with a questioning face.

"The Palm of Paiyun was passed down by Daoist Master Tongtian, and its power is unparalleled, so it is naturally possible to do it."

Xuan Ci didn't deny it, on the contrary, after comparing it in his heart very rigorously, he said: "I have a question, I also want to ask you, Chief Qiu, how many people in the Iron Palm Gang can dispel the Cloud Palm?"

"This one……"

Qiu Shichi smiled awkwardly, stretched out his hand for a little calculation, and said bitterly: "According to the inheritance of Taoist Master Tongtian, there are about a thousand people in the entire Iron Palm Gang who can use Cloud Pai Zhang. Less than 5000 people!"

Xuan Ci was dumbfounded.

Cloud Dispelling Palm is a magical skill. Even the sweeping monks have said that once this palm technique is mastered, or if it takes the last step, there are no other techniques in the whole world that can match it.

However, such a kind of magical skill has been passed down so far?
impossible?

When Xuanci was thinking, what he didn't notice was that the eyes of a group of monks behind him turned red.

Then, suddenly someone stood up.

"You are talking nonsense!"

"Our first seat said that the power of Paiyunzhang is by no means inferior to the 72 unique skills, and even exceeds it. How can 5000 people learn such a magical skill?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

In Shaolin Temple, if one wants to learn 72 unique skills, or even second-class martial arts, it takes decades like a day, and only then does one have such a small chance.

Shaolin monks don't go down the mountain very often, so they always feel that this kind of rule is correct, even in the whole Jianghu, similar rules are justified.

But now, Qiu Shichi's words directly destroyed their three views.

There are more than 72 people in the entire Jianghu who have learned martial arts at the level of 5000 stunts, which is more than the entire Shaolin Temple.

The word "history" can also be added here.

After all, 72 unique skills come from Bodhidharma, and after Bodhidharma, few people have learned it, even if they are lucky, it is only one or two skills.

Therefore, all the historical masters from the entire Shaolin Temple joined in, and I am afraid that there are not enough 72 monks who have learned [-] unique skills.

(End of this chapter)