The Great Martial Arts World: Hot Topics and Great Heroes

That old bastard really messed things up!

"Hmph! Where did you hear all this from to dare to act like a ghost!" Murong Bo was still not convinced.

However, at this moment, the sweeping monk recounted all the scriptures the two had stolen in the previous incidents, as if they were his own treasures. He even mentioned that he had wanted them to read the Buddhist scriptures, so he had placed several of them where the martial arts manuals were supposed to be, but the two of them had completely failed to appreciate his good intentions...

The two men felt a chill run down their spines and suddenly realized that what they thought was something that no one knew had actually been seen by this person!

"Elder Layman Murong is even more greedy than Elder Layman Yuanshan. Not only does he want to practice it himself, but he also takes away the scriptures every time, presumably to make copies before returning them..."

The sweeping monk then looked at Murong Jiu and said, "I suppose it has already been passed on to your son... Hmm? Cough cough, Shaolin Kung Fu is too strong, so it shouldn't have been passed on to your son... However, it should have been revealed to you by Elder Murong from the National Preceptor Kumārajīva, right?"

Upon hearing this, both Murong Bo and Murong Jiu were greatly shocked!

It's one thing to see through Murong Bo's theft of the scriptures, but judging from the meaning in his words, he clearly saw through Murong Jiu's disguise at a glance!

Fortunately... the old monk was not nosy and did not say anything.

Everyone present was distracted, except for Shangguan Haitang, who found the old monk's words rather strange and frowned as she glanced at "Murong Fu" a few more times.

Upon hearing this, both the senior monks and junior disciples of Shaolin were overjoyed. Xuan Nan quickly asked, "Master, so this is how National Preceptor Kumārajīva and Grand Master Chu acquired their Shaolin martial arts?"

In their excitement, they even forgot to address him as "Leader of the Chu Alliance".

“Amitabha Buddha, that must be so.”

Then, ignoring the foul language of the righteous men, the sweeping monk spoke eloquently about the drawbacks of Zen martial arts. This caused the monks present to become his confidants, calling him a senior master, and to bow down. However, without the sweeping monk making any move, the monks felt a soft force lifting them up from their knees, making it impossible for them to bow down.

"No martial arts in the world are inherently demonic; inner demons arise from the heart."

The Dragon Claw Hand, for example, is a martial art of the Zen school. It is imbued with the appearance of a majestic dragon, and its appearance is solemn and awe-inspiring. It is harmless in itself, but when used to injure people, it often leaves the skin torn and the flesh torn, leaving a bloody mess. If one's cultivation is insufficient, it will severely damage one's spiritual practice.

Take, for example, the "Absorption Technique," which is not a Zen martial art. While it may harm the meridians, it doesn't affect one's temperament. However, isn't it much easier to seize another's skills than to cultivate oneself in the cold winter and scorching summer? Over time, if one becomes deeply entrenched in it, treating everything in the world as prey, then inner demons will naturally arise...

"All martial arts in the world are generally like this," the Sweeper Monk explained.

Upon hearing this, the righteous men present perked up, praising Kongxing's "Dragon Claw Hand" as unparalleled in the world and Iron-Blooded Marquis's "Absorption Technique" as invincible...

Haitang angrily explained that her godfather had not used the "Absorption Technique" for more than ten years, but it was all in vain—his voice was completely drowned out.

At the same time, Haitang glanced at the sweeping monk a few more times. Although the old monk seemed to be just giving an example casually, she still instinctively felt that the old monk had deliberately mentioned her adoptive father, which made her somewhat dissatisfied. Do you know how hard your adoptive father works every day, worrying about politics and suppressing the eunuch faction? Why are you slandering your adoptive father?

The sweeping monk continued, saying that for Zen martial arts, there are even more obstacles. If one's state of mind and the martial arts one is practicing are not in sync for a long time, and one forces oneself to practice, it will be fine if one does not "practice the technique as the source of strength". Otherwise, the strength will easily go astray and injure oneself!

The sweeping monk casually pointed out to Yuanshan and Murong Bo that after their cultivation had deepened in recent years, some symptoms had appeared at several acupoints, which immediately made the two old men sweat even more profusely.

While the Shaolin disciples were filled with trepidation, they were also overjoyed. They were trepidated because they knew they would have to be careful about these things in the future, and they were naturally delighted because their martial arts could "defend against theft."

Xuan Nan immediately asked, "May I ask, Master, do National Preceptor Kumārajīva and Alliance Leader Chu need any recuperation?"

Now he remembered the Righteous Alliance. If Alliance Leader Chu also needed to recuperate at Shaolin, that would be truly...

May Buddha have mercy!

"National Master Kumārajīva is proficient in both Tantric and Zen martial arts, but unfortunately he has also strayed onto the wrong path. However, Layman Chu's Buddhist martial arts are practiced... very orthodox. Although I have only known Layman Chu for a short time, I have already observed his words and deeds. He is truly worthy of the title of 'a brave knight-errant and the backbone of the martial world.' Even if he is not a member of the Zen school, he has good roots and there is no need to worry about him."

The sweeping monk's words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Xuan Nan, and they really hit all the monks in the heart, leaving them feeling utterly disheartened!

Some even looked at the master with suspicion...

Wang Yuyan and the others breathed a sigh of relief, while the other righteous warriors of the Righteous Alliance thought to themselves—as expected of the Alliance Leader!

They had actually bribed the old monk long ago...

Chapter 795 Resolving Grudges

Upon learning that his father had gone mad with internal energy and was seriously ill, Qiao Feng immediately knelt down before the Sweeper Monk and said, "Master, please have mercy and save my father!"

Seeing this, the sweeping monk quickly helped Qiao Feng up and said, "Prince Feng does not implicate the people of various countries because of personal grudges. He is truly a hero of great benevolence and righteousness. If you have any request, this old monk will naturally grant it."

Murong Jiu curled her lips upon seeing this. She knew that with her old man's personality, he would rather die than be humiliated and beg for mercy in front of others.

This idea is the same as in the original work, but unlike in the original, Murong Jiu now feels that this old guy is too useless and will only cause trouble if he goes out, so...

Murong Jiu clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, saying, "Please, Master, allow my father to cultivate in the temple!" He glanced at Qiao Feng, seemingly explaining himself, and muttered under his breath, "The Manchu dogs just love to kneel!"

"You!" Qiao Feng glared angrily. This sarcastic tone felt strangely familiar to him. He pointed at Murong Jiu and said, "Old dog Murong is critically ill and seriously injured. A true man does not take advantage of others in their distress. Let him go for now. You are perfectly healthy!"

He then wanted to fight Murong Jiu again, but how could Murong Jiu be afraid of him?

"Watch your mouth! Don't bring Manchu bad habits into the temple!" Murong Jiu was particularly eager to put Qiao Feng down.

Well, their main thought is probably—I haven't even officially appointed Empress Chu yet, and the maternal relatives dare to yell at me like that? This is outrageous!

Why did Qiao Feng suddenly erupt in anger?

What does this have to do with Manchuria versus non-Manchuria? Hasn't this always been the case in the martial arts world?

Just as the two were about to clash again, exchanging blows, the Sweeper Monk suddenly stepped between them...

Qiao Feng's dragon-shaped palm strike vanished without a trace just as it approached the Sweeper Monk.

Before even getting close to the Sweeper Monk, the fossil true energy outlined a grayish humanoid wall of energy, which then vanished into thin air. After the eighth level of the fossil true energy, one can freely "petrify" the opponent's true energy. It doesn't actually turn the opponent into stone, but it will dull and slow down the energy.

Therefore, it is depicted that there is a human-shaped air wall around the sweeping monk!

Qiao Feng quickly stopped and apologized to the Sweeper Monk, saying, "I am just a commoner, a nobody, ignorant of etiquette, and have offended the divine monk. I beg your forgiveness."

"Of course, of course. You truly deserve the title of a great hero, Mr. Qiao." The Sweeper Monk clearly thought highly of Qiao Feng.

Murong Jiu felt a little uncomfortable seeing this, but she simply opened her fan with a "KU" sound and didn't say anything more.

When Qiao Feng asked again about healing his father's injuries, the sweeping monk said, "This old monk has already said that to heal the old layman's internal injuries, one must seek it in Buddhism. Buddha arises from the mind, Buddha is enlightenment... Others can only guide, but cannot do it for him. Layman Qiao should understand this as well."

Let me ask the old hermit of Yuanshan a question: If you had the ability to heal injuries, would you be willing to treat the internal injuries of Elder Murong?

"Treat this old dog? Dream on! I wish I could tear him to pieces!" Yuanshan said without thinking, not even bothering to pretend.

The sweeping monk gave him a deep look, then said, "Very well, I will grant your wish."

As he spoke, his steps were unsteady, and in an instant, he was in front of Murong Bo, striking him on the top of his head with a palm. Murong Bo had no time to defend himself...

Murong Jiu was still thinking about how to retort in a way that wouldn't make her lose face when the seemingly high-ranking old monk suddenly attacked her.

By the time she realized what was happening, Murong Bo had already collapsed to the ground, lifeless!

"Father!" Murong Jiu exclaimed, rushing forward to hug Murong Bo, only to find that his heart was no longer rising or falling.

Murong Jiu's eyes suddenly cleared, and then his original black pupils turned gray-black. He had switched to Xiao Jiujiu and used all his fossil true energy to attack the sweeping monk from behind!

Although Xiao Jiu Jiu was innocent and didn't sense any murderous intent or hostility from the Sweeper Monk, she felt Murong Jiu's anger upon seeing her father's death, and thus she also attacked with all her might.

Three feet behind the Sweeping Monk, the true energy of the stone was faintly outlined, creating a human-shaped silhouette. It looked as if the true energy was constantly being "petrified" and then dispelled, only able to "outline" this small area.

At the same time, the Sweeping Monk, completely unconcerned, asked Murong Jiu, who was still locked in a stalemate behind him and unleashing the power of the fossil palm strike, in the same weary tone as before, "Has Elder Yuanshan gotten his wish?"

At this moment, Lao Yuanshan's eyes were vacant, and his heart felt even emptier...

He once assisted Dorgon and was a man who aspired to govern the country and leave his mark on history. He married his beloved wife and had a son. Just when he was in high spirits, his life took a sudden turn. For the next thirty years, he lived in anonymity and rarely spoke to anyone. His personality changed drastically!

Now that his life's wish has been fulfilled and his great revenge has been avenged, how can he go back to the way things were before?

Instead, he was momentarily confused, looking at Murong Bo and then at the old monk, remaining silent for a long time. As for the idea of ​​passing on Shaolin martial arts back to the Qing Dynasty, it was just a casual remark, and it was also out of revenge, not a real goal.

“Young Master Murong, the master acted on my behalf. If you wish to seek revenge, come find me,” Yuanshan sighed.

The sweeping monk then uttered a profound statement: "Look at you all, killing each other. When will this end? Why not let all the evil take over as my own?"

If Chu Luren were here, he would definitely complain: "Are you going to start with the Southern Shaolin Temple and make the world feel pain?"

As he spoke... he also killed Yuanshan with a palm strike.

Qiao Feng was stunned. He never expected that the old monk, who had been so easy to talk to just moments before, would suddenly try to kill his father!

However, after discovering that his father was indeed dead, Qiao Feng roared to the sky. Amidst the sounds of tiger's roar and dragon's cry, the Sweeper Monk seemed to have also sensed something!

Ignoring everything else, I focused all my energy on activating the Arhat's Body...

At the same time, the leader of the Four Spirits, who was already on the verge of exhaustion and whose internal energy was scattered, was about to escape to a village with people. In order to avoid harming innocent people later, Chu Luren no longer held back and fought him again outside the village!

The leader of the Four Spirits only had six or seven tenths of its internal energy left, and three or four tenths of that was chaotic. Moreover, its moves were incoherent. Although its physical training was also profound and it was not easy to kill, under the current unfavorable circumstances, it was killed by Chu Luren in less than a hundred moves...

To prevent any further accidents, Chu Luren specifically took his head before he felt at ease—after all, this guy had survived under Zhang Zhenren's command back then!

Then Chu Luren suddenly sensed a fierce aura coming from the direction of the Southern Shaolin Temple, reminding him of the fully-formed fighting ape he had faced before...

Then another equally powerful aura came, and Chu Luren, puzzled, hurriedly went back.

When they arrived at the abbot's courtyard, they witnessed Qiao Feng, enveloped in dragon-shaped true energy, piercing through the Sweeper Monk's Arhat body and sending him flying...

Chapter 796 I'm going to divorce you!

Chu Luren never expected to witness such a shocking scene upon his return!

The Sweeper Monk was sent flying by a PIA, and the huge dragon-shaped true energy dissipated, revealing Qiao Feng's figure, who was now kneeling on the ground, exhausted, his face flushed and breathing heavily, though anger and grief remained on his face.

The Shaolin monks were now on high alert, subtly preparing to surround Qiao Feng...

Originally, when they saw the Sweeper Monk release such a large Arhat body, they thought it was a manifestation of the Bodhisattvas and Arhats, and thought that Shaolin was finally saved. But unexpectedly... they were actually pierced by this demon and their fate is now unknown.

As for the slight admiration he had for Qiao Feng before, and the extremely high praise the Sweeper Monk himself had for Qiao Feng, he had already forgotten them all.

The Righteous Alliance members naturally couldn't stand by and watch Qiao Feng suffer a loss, and they all clamored to take action. Those from both the righteous and the underworld who wanted to take advantage of the chaos were also ready to make their move.

Just when things were about to escalate, Chu Luren finally returned!

"What's going on?" Chu Luren still had the head of the leader of the Four Spirits hanging on his waist, which made many of the evil cultivators present feel uneasy.

Even though they couldn't help but admire this old devil for a moment, Chu Luren's appearance was truly terrifying, and Wang Yuyan, Mu Wanqing and others showed some disgust.

However... since the head had already been taken off, it was natural that "rewards" couldn't be missed, so Chu Luren brought it back as well.

"Those bald thieves killed my father... and your elder brother's father too!" Murong Jiu roared at Chu Luren.

Upon seeing this, several of the Shaolin monks hurriedly tried to explain the profound meaning and compassion behind the master's actions from various angles. However, it seemed that monks like Xuandu remained silent, equally puzzled by this practice!

Chu Luren glanced at Murong Bo and Aisin Gioro Yuanshan on the ground, and vaguely guessed what had happened. However, it was precisely because he knew that Chu Luren was in a real bind—if the Sweeper Monk had been sent flying, then those two wouldn't really be...

Fortunately, just then, the sweeping monk came running back from behind the abbot's courtyard!

All the people saw was a blur of gray-blue figure, who had already tucked the two "corpses" on the ground under his arm, and then, without saying a word, ran headlong towards the back of the mountain.

Even with two people in between, his lightness skill was no less than that of Yun Zhonghe, Black Spider, or even Wei Yixiao; in an instant, only their backs could be seen.

"stop!"