Chapter 1478 Past Grace

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Xuzhu in this world doesn't know what's going on. He is still honest and honest in appearance but cunning and cunning in his bones. Song Qingshu doesn't know if he has been taken over by an old monster like Mingzun. When he died, his heart was irritated and he was too lazy to think about the reason, so he simply solved the trouble.

Of course, he kept his rationality and did not plan to completely destroy Shaolin. Shaolin is the Big Dipper of Mount Tai in martial arts after all. If it is completely destroyed, the impact will be too great, but some of them must be eliminated, otherwise they will interfere with Shaolin. It can't be eased all the time, Xuan Cheng and Xu Zhu are the people on the must-have list.

Xuan Cheng had just resisted Wan Jian's return to his ancestry, and was smashed by the sword qi in front of him. Even if he didn't die, he was probably half disabled. On the contrary, Xu Zhu was not the main target of the sword qi just now. Although he was injured, he would be alive again after the injury was healed. , so Song Qingshu chose him as his first target.

Xuanci, Fang Zheng, and others exclaimed, but unfortunately they were injured, and at this time there was nothing left to stop them, so they could only watch the sword qi shoot towards Xu Zhu.

However, just before the sword qi was about to hit, a layer of ripples suddenly appeared in front of Xu Zhu, and a thin monk in a green robe appeared in front of him out of thin air, his hands clasped together: "Amitabha~"

The sword qi that had been shot before seemed to meet a layer of extremely soft, yet extremely hard barrier, and with a few chirps, the sword qi dissipated without a trace.

"Sweeping monk!" Song Qingshu's pupils shrank, recognizing who this old monk was.

"Jushi Song, long time no see." The floor sweeper smiled slightly, but spoke first.

"I've seen senior." Song Qingshu didn't know what he was here for, so he couldn't say anything for a while.

"Xuzhu can't get rid of greed, hatred, and ignorance. He offended the layman and was hurt by the layman. He deserved it." There was a hint of regret in the sweeper's tone, "But this son has a lot of origins with me, but the old man can't stand by and watch. I hope Layman Song raises his hand high."

Song Qingshu's expression changed, and the attitude of the sweeping monk was obviously to protect the illusory bamboo. You must know that he is the most famous and mysterious master in the entire golden book system.

"I just said that Xu Zhu is young, and he is actually very skilled in martial arts. He even has a vague grasp of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin. It turned out to be the credit of his predecessors." So far, Song Qingshu still doesn't understand why there is no Zhenlong chess game in this world. However, Xu Zhu still has a magical martial arts. After thinking about it, only the sweeping monk has this ability.

The sweeping monk shook his head: "The martial arts of this sect came from the ancestors of Bodhidharma. Buddhist children learn martial arts to strengthen their bodies, protect the Dharma and ward off demons. When practicing any martial arts, they always have compassion and kindness in their hearts. If Buddhism is the foundation, when you practice martial arts, you will definitely hurt yourself. If you don’t reconcile and resolve the 72 stunts in a superior martial art, if you don’t reconcile and resolve it with the Buddhadharma of compassion every day, the hostile energy will penetrate deep into the internal organs and sink deeper and deeper. Poison is a hundred times more powerful. Therefore, for thousands of years, Shaolin disciples have come out in great numbers, but they have practiced at most twelve or three disciplines, and no one has mastered the seventy-two stunts at all."

"The reason why Xuzhu has so many sects is just a trick, motivated by the Taoist's small Wuxiang Gong, only the shape of the seventy-two stunts, but not the reality of the seventy-two stunts, but it is so, he He has already suffered serious injuries, but he is still young, and in a few years, he will suffer from an attack, and I am afraid that he will only be able to linger on the bed."

The remarks made everyone in the field stunned. Among the Shaolin monks, except for Xuanci and Fang Zheng, who knew the foundation of this, the rest did not know that Xuzhu was using Xiaowuxianggong, and they took it seriously in this temple. A young genius who is proficient in seventy-two stunts came out. When he learned the truth at this time, the sense of disappointment and frustration was beyond words. Coupled with the previous defeat by Song Qingshu, everyone was suddenly filled with despair.

Xiao Yuanshan's expression also changed greatly. You must know that he has been practicing Shaolin's unique skills. Over the years, certain acupuncture points in his body have become more and more serious. Before, he thought that his vitality was severely damaged in his early years. It is the reason for the strong practice of Shaolin martial arts.

As for Song Qingshu, he had heard these words in his previous life, and the shock at this time was far less than that of Xiao Yuanshan and the Shaolin monks, but he also admired the fact that the sweeping monk pointed out so frankly that Xuzhu was cheating by relying on Xiao Wuxiang Gong. , If a young disciple is proficient in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, what a gimmick, what a political significance.

"Senior really want to protect him?" But admiration is one thing, whether to let Xuzhu go is another.

"It's good, it's good," the sweeping monk clasped his hands together, "I also hope that layman Song will raise his noble hand."

Although he had no eyes, he stood there like an ordinary old man who was completely incapable of martial arts, but Song Qingshu did not dare to underestimate him. Integrating into one, attacking him is like opposing heaven and earth.

However, although he was strong, Song Qingshu was not afraid at all, and a golden light gradually rose from the depths of his eyes, as if a golden little man was faintly beating.

Before the sweeping monk had a calm look, but when he saw the golden color in the other's eyes, his body trembled and his face changed greatly, because he had a very strong sense of crisis, and every cell in his body As if they were warning him of the danger of the other party.

The sweeping monk's face was solemn, and he didn't know where to turn a broom in front of him. His breath was no longer as light as before, but his breath was fully open, as if he was ready to strike at any time.

It's just that Song Qingshu didn't take action after all, the golden color in his eyes gradually receded, and finally returned to normal: "After the lion slaughter conference back then

, was guided by the seniors, and Song Mou always kept this kindness in his heart. "In the beginning, when all the muscles were broken, and in despair, I got the guidance of the sweeping monk, and the other party lost a ray of infuriating energy to protect his heart. Song Qingshu has always remembered this in his heart. Naturally, they are unwilling to fight for life and death with the sweeping monk here.

"Let's spare them once today for the sake of seniors, but next time..." He didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning was beyond words.

"Thank you Song Jushi." The floor sweeper wiped his cold sweat secretly, and glanced at Song Qingshu with some doubts. He didn't know what was going on just now. The sense of life-and-death crisis was too strong. Similar feeling.

The sweeping monk claimed to know a thing or two about martial arts in the world, but the golden light in Song Qingshu's eyes just now was something he had never seen before, and he had no idea what martial arts it was.

Sure enough, the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and the sweeping monk sighed secretly, turned to Xuanci and the others and said, "Let's go."

"Just leave like this?" Xuanci was startled. In his heart, the Sweeping Monk was an invincible existence. Even if Song Qingshu's martial arts were high, he could not be the Sweeping Sect's opponent. "But so many people in the temple were seriously injured..."

Before he could finish speaking, a monk who was going to help Xuancheng exclaimed, "Senior Brother Xuancheng's meridians are completely cut off!"

"Ah!" Shaolin monks exclaimed one after another, to know that Xuan Cheng is the first master of Shaolin's bright face, and now that the meridians have been cut off, it is obvious that martial arts have been abolished. You must know that in the world of Jianghu, crippling martial arts can be compared to life and death, but it is only a matter of life and death. These people knew that they were not Song Qingshu's opponents, so they looked at the sweeper as if asking for help, expecting him to come forward to do justice.

Who knew that the floor sweeper slowly shook his head and said: "There are seventy-two stunts in this temple, each of which can hurt people's vital points and take lives, be fierce and ruthless, and be very harmonious, so every stunt must have The corresponding Buddhist Dharma of Compassion resolves it. This principle is not well known to the monks in this temple, but after one person has practiced four or five stunts, his understanding of Zen will naturally be hindered. In my Shaolin school, it is called To be called 'Martial Arts Obstruction' is the same as the 'Knowledge and View Obstruction' of other sects. It should be noted that Buddhism seeks to save the world, and martial arts seeks to kill. The more you can practice martial arts, but the eminent monks who have reached such a level of cultivation are disdainful to learn all kinds of powerful killing methods."

The sweeper said again: "There are naturally some people in this monastery who have insufficient Buddhist cultivation, but who have to learn more advanced martial arts. When picking up martial arts books, Lao Na reminded him three times that he has always been obsessed, and now he has accumulated a lot of energy. ."

"Amitabha!" There were many Shaolin monks present, and after hearing the words, they were startled and somewhat enlightened, as if they had a vague understanding.

The sweeping monk's eyes showed a look of compassion: "Actually, the five aggregates are empty, the physical body is injured, and he can't practice martial arts from now on. He practiced the Dharma diligently and obtained enlightenment from it, which is really a blessing in disguise. , it really looks good."

Fang Zheng first came to his senses, clasped his hands together: "Thank you for the release." The rest of the monks also gradually came to the aftertaste, and all agreed.

The sweeping monk nodded with a look of relief on his face: "Let's go."

"But Xiao Yuanshan stealthily learned the martial arts of this temple, in case it falls into the hands of aliens..." Kong Wen was seriously hurt and weak, but he couldn't help but ask.

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Feng's father and son changed their expressions, because they had already seen that the monk who suddenly appeared was unfathomable. If they really attacked Xiao Yuanshan, I'm afraid...

The floor sweeper glanced back at Xiao Yuanshan and said, "Layman Xiao, have you been feeling a little pain in your lower abdomen recently with the two acupoints 'Liangmen' and 'Taiyi'?"

Xiao Yuanshan froze all over and said, "The gods and monks see clearly, that's exactly what happened."

The sweeping monk said again: "Your numbness on the 'Guanyuan Point', how has it been recently?"

Xiao Yuanshan was even more surprised, and said in a trembling voice: "Ten years ago, this numb place was only as big as a little finger, and now... it's almost as big as the mouth of a teacup."

The sweeping monk sighed: "The old man said just now that when you contact the martial arts of this temple, you must use the corresponding Buddhist method to resolve the hostility. Layman Xiao has reached the brink of going crazy."

Xiao Feng's father and son were both startled, Xiao Feng wanted to ask for help, but thinking that he was still fighting with Shaolin Temple's life and death just now, he couldn't open his mouth on this matter.

Next, the sweeping monk seemed to say to the father and son of the Xiao family, and also seemed to warn the Shaolin monks: "The practice of martial arts in this temple must be resolved by corresponding Buddhist methods, otherwise it will not only be useless but also cause endless disasters. Presumably, Layman Xiao will not do any unwise actions that harm the Khitan soldiers. If there are really Khitan soldiers who can practice martial arts in this temple, it proves that he has enough compassion in his heart, and his Buddhist cultivation has reached a very high level, then it does not matter if they learn the martial arts of this temple."

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