A martial arts genius who started from the sculpture of a god

Chapter 121
With a flick of his sleeve and robe, the old monk pushed Xiao Feng aside, stepped forward a few steps, lifted the back collars of Xiao Yuanshan and Jiumozhi, took big strides, walked like a lingering void, and jumped out through the window.

Xiao Feng shouted loudly: "What are you doing?"

At the same time, he slapped the old monk's vest with another palm.Pushed by the palm wind, the old monk floated forward several feet like a kite, still holding the two corpses with both hands.

Xiao Feng jumped up and chased out of the window, he saw the old monk carrying the two corpses, walking straight towards the back mountain.

Xiao Feng quickened his pace, he was able to catch up with him in only three or two steps, unexpectedly the old monk's miraculous lightness kung fu was never seen before in his life, it seemed as if he possessed a magic spell.

Xiao Feng tried his best to run fast, he felt the mountain wind was shaving his face like a knife, he knew he was running extremely fast, but he was still two or three zhang away from the old monk's back, he repeatedly struck into the empty space with his palms.

The old monk turned around in the middle of the barren mountain, turned west, and came to a flat place in the forest. He put the two corpses under a tree and sat cross-legged. He sat behind the two corpses. , put both palms against the vests of the two corpses.As soon as he sat down, Xiao Feng had already arrived.

Xiao Feng saw that the old monk behaved differently, so he didn't step forward to make a move.

I just heard the old monk say: "I'll carry them around for a while, to activate the blood."

Xiao Feng was very surprised, what does it mean to give blood to the dead?By the way: "Activate the blood?"

The old monk said: "Their internal injuries are too serious, we must first put them into a tortoise's sleep, and then try to rescue them."

Xiao Feng's heart trembled: "Could it be that my father is not dead?"He... is he healing daddy?How can there be any reason in the world to beat a person to death first and then heal him? '

Not long after, all the Shaolin monks and Tan Gong and Tan Po arrived one after another, only to see wisps of white gas suddenly emanating from the heads of the two corpses.

The old monk got up suddenly, walked slowly around the two corpses, kept stretching out his hands to pat, sometimes on Xiao Yuanshan's "Dazhui acupoint", sometimes on Jiumozhi's "Yuzhen acupoint". The white gas is getting thicker and thicker.

After another cup of tea, Xiao Yuanshan and Jiumozhi's bodies trembled slightly at the same time.Xiao Feng was full of surprises and shouted: "Daddy!"

Xiao Yuanshan and Jiumozhi slowly opened their eyes, glanced at each other, and then closed them.But seeing Xiao Yuanshan's face was flushed, Jiumozhi's face was half red and half blue, it was extremely strange.

Only then did everyone understand that the old monk killed the two people just now, but he just stopped their breathing and heartbeat temporarily, it was a way to heal serious internal injuries.

And since he was out of kindness, he could have said clearly, why did he make such a big joke, which caused Xiao Feng to be frightened and furious.

Everyone was full of doubts, but seeing the old monk turning around and clapping his hands, no one dared to ask.

All of a sudden, there was a low shout from the old monk's mouth, and the faces of the two gradually faded from red to blue, and turned pale;

Jiumozhi got up first, clasped his hands together, bowed to the old monk, and said: "The Tathagata taught the Buddhists that the first thing to do is to avoid greed, love, grasping, and entanglement. Only then can there be hope of liberation."

"But I can't go anywhere. The famous rein and sharp locks bound me tightly. Today, the master enlightened me and told me to correct my evil and return to the righteous, so that I can be purified and liberated. Thank you, little monk."

Turning to Su Can again, he said, "Mr. Su, I borrowed the little Wuxiang Gong secret book of the noble school in Suzhou, and I returned it today. Among the books I borrowed, the first six are left in Tubo. I will send someone back to Suzhou immediately."

As he spoke, he took out a thin book and handed it to Su Can.

He was originally a man of great wisdom and wisdom, he was taught by a great master, and his cultivation of Buddhism is also very profound, but because he practiced martial arts, his desire to win became stronger and his heart towards Buddha became weaker.

From then on, Jiumozhi widely translated Tianzhu Buddhist scriptures into Tibetan, promoted Buddhism, saved countless people, and finally became a generation of eminent monks.

Jiumozhi backed away slowly, Xiao Yuanshan stepped forward and bowed down: "Disciple Kong has been staying beside Shaolin Temple for 30 years, and I don't have the slightest compassion of Buddhist disciples. I beg Master to accept it."

The old monk said: "If you want to become a monk, that's great. I have a few words, I might as well tell you." He immediately sat down and preached the Dharma.

Seeing his father kneeling down, Xiao Feng knelt down after him.Xuanji, Xuannan, Xuanbei and other monks heard the old monk talk about the subtlety, they couldn't help but feel very happy, their hearts of admiration arose spontaneously, and they all knelt down.

Not long after, only Su Can, Tan Gong and Tan Po stood alone in the audience.

Tan Gong and Tan Po stood silently for a long time, seeing the old monk's non-stop lectures, he felt agitated, and thought that it would be impossible to kill Xiao Yuanshan today, so he retreated quietly.

As the red sun was setting, the old monk had finished his teaching, and everyone saluted one after another. Su Can stepped forward and bowed, "Master, Su Can, the second-generation disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, dare to ask the master for some advice."

Everyone was astonished at the old monk, and they were all surprised when they heard Su Can challenge him.

Although the wheel-running king Su Can has a great reputation and high martial arts, but with the martial arts of Xiao Yuanshan, Jiumozhi and Xiao Feng, wouldn't they be powerless against the old monk?

The old monk saved Xiao Yuanshan's life, Xiao Feng was very grateful to him, seeing Su Can challenge the old monk, firstly, Xiao Feng didn't want both sides to hurt their friendship, secondly, he thought that Su Can's martial arts was only between him and him, how could he fight the old monk?I want to speak to dissuade.

The old monk had already seen that Su Can possessed supernatural martial arts, and said, "The benefactor is a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect? The old monk has a deep relationship with your sect. Is the teacher, Senior Xiaoyaozi, still alive?"

Su Can said: "My master travels all over the world, and my disciples have never seen him for decades."

The old monk nodded, and said again: "The benefactor's martial arts are extremely good, and I think I have already got the true instruction from Senior Xiaoyaozi, please go ahead."

Xiao Feng saw that the two were answering one-on-one, they were very harmonious, he thought: "This master's martial arts is superb, his heart is kind, and he seems to have a lot of connection with Brother Su's school, maybe he wants to take this opportunity to teach Brother Su martial arts, I can't speak rashly and miss the opportunity of Brother Su. '

Thinking of this, he took a few steps back and stopped moving forward.

Xuanji, Xuannan and other Shaolin monks saw that the old monk was already fighting, they all wanted to watch the old monk's attack, learn a thing or two from it, they dispersed and watched the battle from a distance.

Su Can knew that he was facing the world's top combat power, so he didn't dare to relax a little. He performed the martial arts in the stone chamber of the Vulture Palace, and the ring finger of his right hand popped out. With a sound of "chi", an invisible finger shot at the old monk. go.

The old monk smiled slightly, he didn't shake his shoulders, elbows, and even his monk's robe didn't move a little bit, and with the same "chi", an invisible finger force came out from under the monk's robe to meet him.

Xuanji, Xuannan and other monks dared not speak out, looked at each other, and thought: "This should be the Wuxiang Jiezhi, but looking at the master's expression, it looks like the skill of grasping flowers, and even has the shadow of a Maha finger. Could it be that the three major fingerings have been combined into one? '

The two invisible finger forces collided in the air, making a "peng" sound, and dissipated separately.

(End of this chapter)