Begin with inverse training to ward off evil spirits

Chapter 193
"...It really is you, Mr. Murong." After decades of not seeing each other, Xuan Ku and others still recognized him at a glance.

The startled complexion of the gray-robed man became extremely ugly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Shaolin abbot Xuanci sighed and said: "Originally I thought that Mr. Murong also mistrusted people's words and died young. Unexpectedly, Mr. Murong is the mastermind behind all this."

None of the people present were stupid, they understood everything when they saw Murong Bo alive.

If it wasn't for the mastermind behind the scenes, why did Murong Bo feign death to get away after the incident?
In addition to the ulterior purpose, it must be to avoid being held accountable by the martial arts heroes who were deceived by him.

Xiao Yuanshan was confused and shouted angrily: "Xuanci, what do you mean? What does this person have to do with the ambush at Yanmen Pass?"

He always thought that the black hand back then was Xuan Ci.

Xuanci showed a trace of guilt on his face, and said calmly: "Mr. Murong sent a letter to Shaolin back then, saying that Daliao sent Khitan warriors to infiltrate the Central Plains to steal Shaolin's unique skills. My old man misunderstood people's words and harmed Mr. Xiao's family. Unforgivable!"

Xiao Feng said at the right time: "Father, I also heard from Master that what happened back then all happened because of Gusu Murong's family."

"Okay... so it's you! You and I have known each other for decades since the Cangjing Pavilion, but I don't know that I face my enemy every day."

Xiao Yuanshan's gaze fell on Murong Bo like a hungry wolf, and his pupils were filled with blood in an instant with so much anger.

"Feng'er... what are you waiting for? Kill this old man and personally avenge your mother."

"it is good!"

"Murong old thief, die!"

Xiao Feng was furious, kicked off his feet, and flew forward with the momentum.The violent energy leaked from under his feet smashed the solid ground into pieces.

When a top master can't control his strength, in this case, he can only fall into a state of rage.

Murong Bo saw that he was attacking aggressively, and was about to make a sound, but what greeted him were two groups of blazing flames.

Kunlun Flame Palm!
The person who made the move was Xiao Yuanshan who couldn't bear it anymore.

He has been planning for decades for revenge, only to find out today that there is a mastermind behind the scenes, especially since he has been facing him for decades.

This made him feel deeply fooled.

The hatred towards Murong Bo even surpassed Xuan Ci in an instant.

boom!
boom!
The three of them quickly formed into a ball, their strength soaring, and the air waves intertwined.The ruthlessness of the shot made the onlookers feel terrified.

"Hey!" Xuanci sighed endlessly.

"Sin...sin! This old monk has been extremely foolish all his life, and he has created a lot of bad karma, and his sins are serious. Ten thousand deaths are not enough to atone for his sins!"

Xuanci took off his cassock with a calm face, sat down cross-legged, and clasped his hands together.

"All the sins are on me, all junior brothers... Shaolin will teach you all!"

The voice is intense and high.

After finishing his sentence, his breath suddenly released, as if turning into a big funnel, a trace of blood dripped down the corner of his mouth in an instant.

"Brother..."

"Abbot!"

"..."

Senior monks of Xuanci generation saw this situation, they hurriedly surrounded him, they are also martial arts practitioners, how can they not see that Xuanci just broke his own pulse.

"Senior Brother Xuanci..."

"Senior Brother Xuanci."

All the eminent monks of the Xuan family could not bear it, and they had thousands of words in their hearts, but in the end they only uttered this simple call.

They all know that this is the best choice!

It is the best choice for Shaolin and Brother Xuanci!

Tears glistened in the eyes of Xuannan, the head of the Discipline Hall.

Brother Xuanci had to die for Shaolin Qingyu.

The matter of Yanmen Pass must be undertaken by someone.

The matter of Ye Erniang also needs to be borne by someone.

Victims need an account.

This truth is clear to both them and Xuanci.

However, the brothers who have been brothers for decades have already accumulated a deep friendship, and it hurts their hearts to watch this scene helplessly.

They sat down cross-legged one after another, and accompanied him through the final journey.

There was no happiness in Xuan Ci's eyes, and when he was dying, scenes from the past flashed through his mind like an electric shock, and finally there was only a flowery smile rippling in his heart.

In the vague consciousness, there emerged a sentence that could never be said.

"Er Niang... I have been the one who harmed you all my life. Fortunately...our son is still safe, although we don't know who he is, and he doesn't know that we have parents like us....That's fine, Don't bear our sins.

As long as you're alive and well..."

Consciousness plunged into darkness, Xuan Ci swallowed his last breath, his head dropped slightly.

The clasped palms did not separate until death.

It seems that he is confessing his sins in this life.

XuanNan closed his eyes silently, and said loudly: "Abbot XuanCi face up to his mistakes and apologize with death. All Shaolin monks should take this as a warning!"

After speaking, he and a group of eminent monks silently recited scriptures to save Xuanci.

Seeing this scene, the Shaolin monks gradually dissipated the trace of resentment in their hearts. They sat silently and recited scriptures.

Ashes return to ashes, dust returns to dust, and the karma of human death is scattered with the wind.

At this time, apart from the three people who were fighting together, only the old monk stood aside, sighing endlessly watching this scene.

Facing the siege of two masters, Murong Bo retreated steadily after being beaten. He only had the power to defend, but he had no ability to attack the enemy. His defeat was instant.

"Hey! Injustice!"

The old monk sighed, and his figure leaped across many distances in a flash.His movement speed was extremely fast, and he stopped between the three of them in a flash.

Suddenly there was one more person, and the situation of two people besieging one person was instantly disrupted.

The moves of the three were all directed at the old monk.

The old monk didn't panic, waved his hands in succession to eliminate and strike, and took several moves.Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan had fought hard before, and their strength was greatly exhausted. With his intervention, they couldn't help but slow down a bit.

Seeing the situation, the old monk bent his five fingers to the left and right, developed a coup, and locked the two people's veins.The two of them felt their bodies go limp, their strength was gone, and they had been caught.

Xiao Feng's fighting consciousness is superb, seeing his father restrained, he exerted all his strength hastily, raised his palm and hit the Dragon's Palm, a golden dragon hit the old monk's vacant chest directly.

Unexpectedly, the old monk didn't dodge, avoid, or parry, he just pulled the two of them back extremely quickly.

boom!
The surging palm force exploded in front of the old monk.

"What a powerful internal strength cultivation base!"

Xiao Feng exclaimed in astonishment.

Just now he could see clearly that the palm force he struck was blocked by a three-foot-thick air wall cast out of thin air.

Xiao Feng asked coldly: "Master, what do you want to do?"

The old monk still clasped the two veins with his left and right hands and said: "Hero Xiao, when is the time for retribution, if you continue to fight, even if you can avenge, old layman Xiao's life may hang by a thread."

"Master, what do you mean?" Xiao Feng frowned.

Xiao Yuanshan yelled angrily when he heard the words: "Feng'er, don't listen to his nonsense, hurry up and make sure you don't spare Murong Bo."

"These two lay Buddhists practiced Shaolin martial arts forcefully, but they didn't cultivate their mental state. They have already entered the magic barrier. Once the energy is consumed too much, the hidden dangers in their bodies can't be suppressed, and they will explode immediately."

Xiao Feng was about to answer, but Xiao Yuanshan preempted him and said: "It doesn't matter if you die, the old man should have died long ago. He lived for decades just to avenge his dead wife. Feng'er, leave me alone, kill old thief Murong quickly, Otherwise, I will not rest in peace when I die for my father."

"father……"

Xiao Feng hesitated a little.

The old monk sighed: "Forget it, since the two of you have such a deep hatred, the old monk will help you."

After finishing speaking, he loosened his hands and opened the door of the two veins.Raising both palms suddenly, he slapped the head of the two people, looking at the posture, he wanted to kill them at the same time.

"stop!"

Seeing his father's life hanging by a thread, Xiao Feng was frightened and angry, he mobilized all his skills.

Both palms clapped away.

Suddenly one blue, one red, and two lifelike dragons several feet long soared up.

The blue dragon is ice, and the red dragon is fire.

The place where the two dragons passed was cold, and the flames shot up to the sky.

These two spreading forces are even faster than the two dragon shadows.

The old monk was just about to touch the heads of the two when he discovered that the right hand that hit Xiao Yuanshan was covered with a layer of ice from the palm to the arm.

The whole arm became extremely stiff, and it was impossible to hit the position that was about to be touched.

Xiao Yuanshan's veins were loosened, and his skills recovered. Remembering that the old monk almost slapped him to death just now, he mobilized his true energy towards the old monk's frozen arm with hatred, and made an extremely fierce move. Just ran to thunder.

But the old monk hit Murong Bo's left hand, Xiao Feng naturally wouldn't focus on taking care of it.He directly focused on Murong Bo, the red dragon's raging flames had just ignited from Murong Bo's feet, before he could startle, the old monk had already slapped him on the head.

But said that the old monk's right hand was frozen by solid ice, but his left hand was not affected, he slapped Murong Bo's head with his palm.

Even he hadn't expected this turn of events.

It never occurred to Xiao Feng to have the ability to control ice and fire.

The flames had already spread on Murong Bo's body, and Xiao Yuanshan hit his right hand with hatred.In the hollow of the chest and abdomen, there are two phantoms of dragons flying over.

The old monk didn't have time to fight back, so he could only frantically stimulate his skills in a hurry, trying to activate the protective energy wall in front of him.

The air wall was only cast a foot.

Click!

Boom!

Boom!

The three voices sounded almost in no particular order.

At the same time, unparalleled strength hit him heavily.

The protective air wall built hastily burst, and the old monk received three heavy blows one after another. The whole figure was thrown upwards to the left by the huge force, and landed more than ten meters away.

The old monk at this time described it as extremely miserable, his body was half green and half red covered by ice and fire, and his right hand covered by hard ice was twisted terribly.

A pair of old eyes were almost shaken out of their sockets, and the pupils were blood-filled and stabbed red.

Long time no see move!
Until Murong Bo turned into a ball of fire, he did not get up.

(End of this chapter)