Chapter 1473 Win with More

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Song Qingshu shook his head: "Didn't I just say that with Murong Fu's skill, Master Xuanbei can't be killed." Although Xuanbei was just a dragon who died without appearing in the original work, his martial arts have always been underestimated. , There are various indications that he was the third master of the Shaolin Temple sweeper and Xuanci at that time. After all, Murong Bo attacked first, but he was still at a disadvantage. In the end, he only killed the opponent unexpectedly by performing a stunt.

Murong Bo's purpose was to provoke disputes among the nations. He originally wanted to kill Xuan Bei with a single yang finger, but it was a pity that Xuan Bei's martial arts skills were too high. If the blame fails, he will pit his own son.

"But didn't you say that Xuan Bei died at the hands of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi?" Xiao Feng was puzzled and suddenly realized, "Could it be Murong Bo!"

"That's right." Song Qingshu nodded and talked about Murong Bo's suspended animation.

"This dog thief!" Xiao Feng squeezed his ten fingers, his eyes full of anger.

"It's actually him!" Xiao Yuanshan almost didn't faint, knowing that he had fought against him in the Shaolin Temple for the past few decades was actually his own great enemy. You must know that when he saw Murong Bo stealing scriptures in the Shaolin Temple, he thought he was a Shaolin enemy. As the saying goes, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, so he secretly instructed him in martial arts. Murong Bo couldn't support it with about 100 strokes in the first competition. Until the third competition, he fought 300 strokes and still no winner.

Thinking of his enemy's martial arts advancing by leaps and bounds under his own guidance, Xiao Yuanshan was so angry that he vomited blood.

At this time, Xu Zhu suddenly said: "This temple will definitely find out about the old Mr. Murong, but there may be a conspiracy, but it is true that Xiao's father and son murdered, not to mention Xiao Yuanshan stealthily learned the temple's seventy-two stunts, if they let them leave At that time, martial arts will be leaked to aliens, and it will be the people of the Central Plains who will be harmed in the future, and this temple cannot be this eternal sinner no matter what."

"That's right, we can't let Xiao's father and son leave." The monks of Shaolin Temple were hesitant after hearing Song Qingshu's words, but now they have firmed their minds after hearing what Xu Zhu said.

Song Qingshu frowned secretly, this Xuzhu is not like the honest and honest little monk in the original book. Could it be that he was also taken over by an old monster like Zhang Wuji?

Zhao Min on the tree pouted secretly, if the Xiao father and son just killed Tan Gong, Tan Po, Zhao Qiansun, etc., Shaolin would just pretend, not necessarily to keep them, or even kill Xuan Master Ku, Shaolin may also endure temporarily for Song Qingshu's sake, but Xiao Yuanshan has learned seventy-two stunts, which is Shaolin's life. It doesn't work.

"Are you afraid that Xiao Yuanshan will teach martial arts to Khitan soldiers and will kill the Han people in the future?" Song Qingshu asked rhetorically.

"Nature!" Xu Zhu looked sympathetic to the heavens and the people, "Now that China is sinking, we Shaolin have been the leaders of the martial arts since ancient times. Naturally, we should do our part for the people of the world to prevent it from happening."

"It's a good one to contribute, and a good one is afraid that Xiao Yuanshan will teach it to the Khitan soldiers," Song Qingshu's tone suddenly added a hint of sarcasm, "The aliens in your mouth still know how to pass on the secret book to ordinary soldiers, to enrich the country and strengthen the army, Contribute to the interests of the country, but you have the genuine seventy-two stunts, why did you pass on these martial arts to our Han soldiers, so that they would not have no self-protection power when facing the alien iron cavalry?"

"You!" Shaolin monks were at a loss for words. They must know that the secrets of each school are always strictly controlled, and they are not passed on to non-inner disciples, for fear that the secrets will be leaked. Who knew that Song Qingshu put a big hat on, so that they didn't know how to refute.

If it is a general sect, just reply to him that there is something wrong. Which sect in the world will spread the secret knowledge? But they are Shaolins who claim to be fighting the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts. If they admit that Han soldiers are bullied by alien cavalry because they do not teach them their unique skills because of their own views, they cannot afford this crime.

Master Fang Zheng shouted the Buddha's name, and then said: "King Qi doesn't know something, practicing our Shaolin martial arts requires a good foundation, and the progress is slow in the early stage, and each martial arts later needs to be resolved by the corresponding Buddhist method, otherwise it will be very difficult. It is easy to hurt oneself, which is not only useless, but harmful. The army needs simple, direct, effective and fast training methods, so this temple is not suitable for teaching them.”

The monks nodded in succession when they heard it. Fang Zheng was profound in the Dharma, and he was kind and good-natured. He was always loved by everyone in the temple. This was a reasonable and reasonable answer, and he cleverly answered the other party's question.

Although he doesn't like other people, he has some respect for the kind old monk Song Qingshu, but today is about the lives of Xiao Feng and his son, so he can only offend: "Since the master said, the martial arts of your temple are not equal to It's not suitable for promotion in the army, why are you afraid that Xiao Yuanshan will go back to the Khitan soldiers one by one?"

"This..." Fang Zheng has never been an articulate person, so he couldn't help but be speechless for a while.

Xuzhu hurriedly said: "Although this temple's martial arts is not suitable for promotion in the military, the Khitan people's martial arts approach is different from that of the Central Plains. If they have any way to improve, they will make this temple's martial arts suitable for soldiers to practice, and then it will be too late to regret it. "

Zhao Min on the tree nodded secretly. Although this little monk was a little annoying, he was quite articulate.

Xuan Cheng, who was on the side, finally couldn't hold back, and said loudly, "Song surnamed, you are just trying to exonerate Xiao's father and son, and tell you that you don't have a door. There are so many masters in this temple today, how can you succeed? Speaking of which, the Sanskrit original of the Book of Changes has not been settled with you last time!"

Hearing "Yi Jin Jing", A Zi Zhang Zhang

Mouth, trying to say that the Sanskrit language was originally in Song Qingshu, so everyone in the Shaolin Temple would inevitably fight with Song Qingshu, and his group could also take the opportunity to escape.

But she hesitated for a while, not knowing why she didn't say it in the end, she just snorted, if you don't care about us, I will drag you into the water together! She was born in the constellation, and she felt no guilt in planning such a thing.

Song Qingshu naturally didn't know that he was almost sold by A Zi, but sneered at Xuan Cheng again and again: "You still have to rely on your strength to speak for half a day, sigh, what is the point of fighting for half a day."

"Humph!" Xuancheng's monk robe waved, obviously he had learned the power of his mouth cannons, and he was unwilling to argue with him again, but his clothes were beaten by Xiao Yuanshan's leather whip just now. It's tattered one by one, and it looks extraordinarily funny.

"Xiao Feng is my friend after all, I can't just sit back and ignore it, so let's do it," Song Qingshu suggested, "If the melee would hurt innocent people, why don't we choose one person each, and if we win, you let them go; If you win, then the Xiao family will be at the disposal of your temple, how?"

The Shaolin monks looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes. Song Qingshu's martial arts skills were high, and they had already seen it at the Golden Snake Conference. But no one was sure about Song Qingshu.

Even a crazy person like Xuan Cheng hesitated. Although he was very confident, this battle was related to Shaolin's unique skills and reputation.

"Amitabha~" Kong Wen opened his mouth and said, "The donor's martial arts have long been famous in the world, so why use this temple to show it."

Song Qingshu shrugged: "I really don't mean to show off right now, I just want to help my friends, so, if you think it's unacceptable to decide the outcome of one battle, how about changing to three battles? You and I each have three people, How about winning more times?"

Hearing his proposal, the Shaolin monks couldn't help but feel a little moved, and they communicated with each other through voice transmission.

From their point of view, Xiao Feng was seriously injured now, and although he could still try his best to support him, he should be able to win with a random expert on his side. In this way, you have won a game without a fight, and the chance of winning this bet is very high.

However, Xuanci raised an objection. Although they can win one game, the other party can win one game when Song Qingshu comes out. The key to winning and losing lies in the competition with Xiao Yuanshan. I just watched the showdown between Xiao Yuanshan and Xuan Cheng. Are you confident that you can win against him?

The rest of the monks remained silent. Although they boasted that they would not lose to Xiao Yuanshan, they were not fully sure of winning him. The stake was very important, and no one dared to take the risk.

In the end, Xu Zhu proposed that his side had the advantage, so why not use the great advantage, and have to fight them heads-up to decide the outcome? Xuan Cheng immediately agreed, and Xuan Ci and the others also nodded.

After the discussion was finalized, Xuanci said: "The Xiao family has too much blood on their hands from their fellow martial artists, and they have also secretly learned martial arts from this school. This temple must not let them leave. If King Qi can stand by and watch, we both have Once the grievances are written off, we can still win our Shaolin friendship."

Song Qingshu had to admit that his proposal was still somewhat attractive. Shaolin's thousand-year-old temple has a huge appeal in the martial arts. If you get their help, it will be even more powerful.

But he's not a three-year-old child, so what's the use of an ethereal promise of friendship? He is very clear that the fundamental contradictions and conflicts between the two sides are irreconcilable: Shaolin needs to find a strong alliance who can dominate the world. At that time, they can also become the state religion, and their interests will be greatly expanded. Now their power is still relatively weak compared to the entire world. Of course not in their plans.

Now there are various indications that Mongolia is most likely to unify the world in the eyes of Shaolin... In fact, this is understandable. In history, whether it is Zen Buddhism, Quanzhen Buddhism, or various Western sects, they have done their best to preach to the Mongolian Khan, because If the Mongolian Khan believes in a certain religion, the status of that religion will become very detached. Temples can be opened all over the world, and various rewards, fields, and dedication of believers are inexhaustible.

It's just that Zen Buddhism and Quanzhen Sect fought for a long time, and in the end, Tantric Buddhism was more favored by the Mongolian Khan...

Especially when he thought that Shaolin had specially arranged the chess piece Chen Youliang to try to contain his power, Song Qingshu became more and more unhappy: "So it seems that Shaolin is trying to win by more?"

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