The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

This is a very old monk, he is like an ordinary old man in his eighties or nineties, as if he might die at any time.

But now, this old man is slowly sweeping the floor with a broom!

And his steps and movements are extremely slow, but Qin Mengyao knows that this movement is not because he is really old and frail, but because he must control his strength every time!

This person is already full of terrifying energy!It seems that if one is not good, it will explode.

If Chu Heng was here, he would be able to tell in astonishment that this old monk was just like the two Chu Zifan and Zhou Wenyuan who had taken the three-day death pill that he met in the Valley of the Medicine King!

This old monk is the most difficult but most powerful path to choose!

His martial art is to prove the way with strength.

He will not pay attention to any realm, will not wait to be resigned to fate after becoming a great master, and will not choose Chu Heng's martial arts that desperately need talent but have some tricks... …

What he chose was the simplest martial art.

In such a martial art, there will be no shortcuts.

In this kind of martial arts, all that is left is a non-stop penance!

In this kind of martial arts, what is needed is not only talent, but also a boring heart that can endure the prosperity of the world!

In this world, there are almost no such people.

Even Chu Heng can't do it, he doesn't have the patience to spend nearly a thousand years of cultivation.

But the monk in front of him has that kind of patience.

Because of this, when Qin Mengyao saw this old monk, she was instantly stunned.

"The benefactor came here to persuade Shaolin Temple to retreat?"

The old monk ignored Qin Mengyao's daze, and continued to sweep the floor silently, until the space in front of the Sutra Pavilion was cleaned, then he raised his eyelids, looked at Qin Mengyao and asked slowly.

After a long time, Qin Mengyao finally calmed down his mind, then looked at the old monk and nodded: "For the common people of the world! Qin Mengyao is asking Shaolin to end this war!"

"For the sake of the common people in the world!?"

The old monk laughed lightly.

Originally, such an old monk should be an extremely peaceful person.

But now, he laughed 1.7 very coldly, as if Qin Mengyao had told a big joke.

"I escaped into Buddhism eight hundred and thirty-two years ago! At that time, I had the idea of ​​revenge for the Murong family! Over the past [-] years, the idea of ​​revenge has been extinguished countless times, but every time, Seeing the sufferings suffered by the descendants of the old monk, I can't help wanting to avenge them! And so, eight hundred years have passed!"

Having said that, the old monk stopped and looked at Qin Mengyao.

Qin Mengyao was shocked when she heard the old monk's lifespan, and she was even more astonished when she heard the old monk's surname later.

This Murong family has lasted for thousands of years in the entire martial arts world!

But Qin Mengyao did not expect that this old monk was one of the descendants of the former Murong family. .

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"The old man has lived for so long, why can't he see through the world?"

Qin Mengyao looked at the old monk and asked slowly. (—)

"Why see through? Why not see through?"

Old monk Murong looked at Qin Mengyao with a light smile.

This is a very beautiful woman.

But in the eyes of old monk Murong, such a woman no longer has any attractiveness.

The current old monk Murong, I am afraid that only his own family can let him find some meaning of existence!

Yes, it is a meaning of existence.

More than [-] years have passed, and the old monk has been walking a very lonely road.

On this road, he was lost in the end.

In the past [-] years, he was used to seeing the ups and downs of the rivers and lakes, and it seemed that he no longer had any meaning of life.

Until one day when he saw his descendants trying to make the Murong family stand on top of the rivers and lakes again, his heart was finally ready to move again.

"Let Chu Heng let go, and there will naturally be no more disputes in the whole world! With the ability of my Murong family, the whole world will only be peaceful and peaceful from now on! Isn't that beautiful!?" 16

Seeing Qin Mengyao pondering, the old monk began to persuade Qin Mengyao instead.

It's just that there was a strange tone in the old monk's tone.

"Heavenly Demon Voice!" If Chu Heng was here, he would surely find out that this old monk, who has a transcendent status in Shaolin, actually practiced magic skills!

If it wasn't for Qin Mengyao's Taoist heart, it was just a few words from the old monk that could confuse Qin Mengyao's mind!

Although Qin Mengyao was in a daze at the moment, she still retained a sliver of clarity in her heart, and shook her head: "Please forgive me for being a little confused, junior! Farewell!"

After saying this, Qin Mengyao turned around and left.