Chapter 267 Go and Invite the Master of the Sutra Library

"Devil, this is a demon!"

"Arhat Formation, King Kong Conquers Demons!"

"Hurry and ask for the master of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!"

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Shaoshi Mountain and Shaolin Temple, this century-old temple was enveloped in blood. Murong Fu went crazy and went on a killing spree in the Shaolin Temple.

The once glorious Shaolin Temple didn't suffer many casualties even in the last battle at Shaoshi Mountain. But today, dozens of monks lost their lives just for a cup of tea.

In a pool of blood, corpses litter the field.

Murong Fu was knocked down into the lake by Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui at Mantuo Villa, but he survived the disaster and felt that he would fail because he had absorbed too little gong and his skill was not high enough. He just needed to absorb more.

So these days, he went north to Zhongzhou, killing people along the way, and absorbed the skills of many famous masters. As his skills expanded rapidly, he became more and more crazy and unable to control himself. He killed cruelly for fun every day.

Today, he went to Shaoshi Mountain. He had planned well at the bottom of the mountain. He first went up the mountain to trick his father Murong Bo out, and after saying "Father is kind and son is filial", he secretly attacked and stole his skills.

He felt resentful towards his father who abandoned him to become a monk, but Murong Fu still had some affection for his family and had no intention of killing him.

The original idea was to seize Murong Bo's skill first, wait for a period of time to completely refine it, and then find a way to sneak attack Xiao Yuanshan and the sweeping monk. But after going up the mountain, facing all the young and old monks who are full of yang energy and have pure skills... I can't hold it back!

"Protect the temple, protect the temple..."

As Murong Fu went up the mountain, the Shaolin monks tried to form a Arhat formation to intercept him. Unfortunately, the number of people they could not react to was too small to suppress Murong Fu, so he forced his way out of the formation with his quick movements.

"Amitabha, Donor Murong, what grudge do I, Shaolin Temple, have against you? You want to do such evil!"

The real masters of Shaolin Temple arrived. Under Abbot Xuanji, several eminent monks including Xuandu, Xuansheng, and Xuanyin arrived. They saw that Murong Fu was not in the right state at this time, and he practiced evil skills similar to the Huigong Dafa. He stopped the disciple who continued to attack recklessly, and while probing him, he had other plans.

They had already sent disciples to the Sutra Pavilion to notify the sweeping monk. At the same time, they also secretly arranged elite disciples to suppress Murong Fu with Shaolin stick formations and prevent the disciples from having direct contact with him.

"Master, I went up the mountain to offer incense and worship Buddha, and asked to see my father, but I was humiliated and blocked by your monks. Do you think this is my fault?"

Murong Fu's face was covered with blood, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked at the Shaolin disciples walking around and setting up, some of them just looking at prey.

Just now he went on a killing spree, and the pent-up anger in his heart was slightly released, and he also absorbed a lot of skill, which was exactly what he needed to guide the Qi back to the void for refining and transform it into his own true Qi.

Murong Fu soon frowned again. He found that those ordinary Shaolin disciples made little progress for him. Although his skills seemed to have become more refined, overall there was not much progress, which was one of the reasons why he focused on Murong Bo.

He felt that at this stage, perhaps only the skills of a top master could make him advance by leaps and bounds.

After all, practicing Beiming backwards is not Xu Xin's method of absorbing energy. The only thing that can be absorbed is skills. There is an upper limit to absorbing other people's skills and transforming one's own Qi.

The human body is limited, as long as the eight extraordinary meridians and the Dantian Qi sea are fully filled. Without a breakthrough, if you continue to absorb the skills of others, you may still be able to refine your true energy, but you cannot go any further.

Murong Fu is now in this situation. He has killed so many people and his body is full of Qi, but he still feels that there is room for further improvement, so he keeps killing people and absorbing Qi, hoping to continue to fill it up.

It cannot be said that his idea is wrong. After all, relying on continuous absorption of energy to force a breakthrough and win through quantity is also a way, but this way is very dangerous and is by no means the optimal solution.

It can only be said... that he has gone crazy and cannot calm down to fully understand the path of martial arts.

"We naturally welcome fasting and worshiping Buddha, but you killed so many of us..."

A Shaolin monk couldn't help shouting angrily. Among the people who died, there were his brothers and fellow disciples, elders from the same sect, and people who lived with him day and night. In the blink of an eye, they suffered unreasonable disasters. The perpetrators are still talking nonsense here. How can people bear this? .

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Murong Fu raised his fingers towards the monk and said with an evil smile: "Monk, if you are not convinced, then come here and take revenge!"

"Hui Gen, don't be impulsive!"

The monk couldn't stand the excitement and wanted to rush out, but was quickly stopped by the fellow monk next to him.

"You are waiting for the Sutra Collection Pavilion. No need, I will go find it myself!"

Murong Fu said with a smile, and then he jumped up and flew over the heads of many monks, and went to the Sutra Pavilion to find someone.

"Stop him!"

Some monks shouted subconsciously. They were still immersed in the glory of the past and felt that Shaolin could not lose its face. How could they let such a murderous maniac go up the mountain to the Sutra Pavilion.

Immediately, someone jumped over and tried to intercept Murong Fu, but they never thought that this would play into his hands.

Although the reverse training Bei Ming can also cooperate with the Kung Fu of Controlling Cranes and Capturing Dragons to attract people to you from a distance, it is not as magical as the Absorption Technique and can be used to prevent and target. Once the Shaolin sticks come out to lock him up, Murong Fu can still be killed by using the human sea tactic to pile up.

So he played a trick, obviously he was preparing to rush to the Sutra Pavilion, but in fact he was practicing reversely according to his luck and holding Beiming in hand. When a senior monk flew to stop him, he would reach out to grab them and absorb the power.

Most martial artists don't know how to deal with the method of absorbing power. When faced with the loss of power, their first reaction is to struggle in fear, which easily reveals flaws and is taken advantage of by the power absorber.

"Puff..."

Two balls of blood mist exploded in the air, and two more monks were shot in the head by Murong Fu. This was like poking a hornet's nest. Even though they knew that waiting for the people in the Sutra Library to come over was the best solution, Xuan Ji and others still chose to take action now, wanting to kill Murong Fu by themselves.

"One shot and two broken!"

"Prajna Palm!"

"Pick the Flower Finger!"

Xuan Ji, Xuan Sheng, Xuan Du and other monks attacked at the same time. Their power was powerful and they were used to fighting with bare hands. When they met ordinary people, even a natural god of war like Qiao Feng had to avoid the monks' joint efforts.

But the crazy Murong Fu relied on his ability to absorb people's power, and just avoided the vital parts of the body and forcibly grabbed people to absorb power.

"Hmm?"

There were many bloodstains on Murong Fu's body, but he also managed to grab Xuansheng's palm. However, when he practiced the Beiming Absorption Technique in reverse, he found that it was slightly...sluggish and difficult.

"He, he couldn't absorb the true qi of the Yijin Jing magic skill all at once..."

Xuansheng found that although his red-level pagoda true qi was losing, he could resist it by practicing the Qigong in a calm mind. He quickly reminded him and then practiced the mind method to return to the original.

The true qi cultivated by the Yijin Jing magic skill and some advanced Shaolin magic skills can naturally resist the methods of absorption, but there are not many monks who have practiced these martial arts in modern times. Most of them have gone to study various martial arts, and there are not many who have made achievements in internal skills.

"Why is Murong Fu still pestering? Go directly to the Sutra Library..."

Xu Xin watched everything secretly. He was a little speechless. This guy became more and more brainless after the explosion. Should we say that he is worthy of being a villain in Hong Kong comics...