People are in the heavens, starting from being wanted

Zang Feng was holding his throat.

How could Murong Fu not be frightened.

On the contrary, Murong Bo hastily stepped forward: "Old man Murong Bo has seen Mr. Tianji. Just now, Gouzi was in a state of confusion and was talking nonsense. I hope you will not take it seriously."

What an old fox.

Zang Feng scolded in his heart.

However, on the surface, it was an understatement, directly pointing out Murong Bo's trick with a sly smile: "What you said just now, do you want to trade your own life for your chance to restore the country?"

Murong Bo was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Mister's divination and calculation skills are truly unpredictable."

then.

He turned his head to look at Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng: "That's right, I can let you guys kill me if I wish, but you have to promise me that you will help me restore the country of Yan, besides, what happened back then was originally provoked by me with fake news. The Great Song Dynasty fought against the Great Liao Dynasty, and taking advantage of the great chaos in the world, my Murong family was able to fulfill the expectations of our ancestors, but not, it is up to people to make things happen."

"Brother Xiao, your son is now the king of the Southern Court of the Great Liao Kingdom, holding the military power in his hands. If he sends his army south and occupies all the land north of the Yellow River, he can become a king on his own, and he can keep his wealth and wealth if he retreats. Heroes gathered together and wiped them out, like killing ants, and being expelled by the gang of beggars let out a breath of anger, wouldn't it be easy to vomit!"

Having said all this, even a fool understands what's going on, Xiao Yuanshan said coldly: "Okay, I finally understand, you want my son to be used by you, so that your ambition of recovering Dayan can be fulfilled."

"That's right!"

"At that time, my Murong family will have the upper hand and hold high the banner. On that day, if I, Murong Bo, kill myself in front of you father and son, what's the problem?"

"Amitabha, I, the Tubo Kingdom, can also have a share!"

Jiumozhi smelled the smell of blood just like the vulture, and said with a smile: "The Song Dynasty has a vast land and resources, which can be divided."

however.

He just finished.

"Roar!"

Suddenly there was a dragon roar.

Followed by.

Xiao Feng moved, kicked the censer table to the ground, and glared at them: "The revenge of killing one's mother, how can it be traded as a business, such a nasty act, I, Xiao Feng, would not let it go, don't talk nonsense, today Either you die, or my father and son die."

"a ha ha ha……"

"I've heard Xiao Feng's great talent is unmatched in the world, but when I saw him today, he turned out to be a brave man who doesn't understand the righteousness and shows his loyalty in vain. It's ridiculous, really ridiculous!"

Faced with Murong Bo's sarcasm, Xiao Feng remained unmoved: "I, Xiao Feng, whether I am a hero or an ordinary person, will never fall into your trap and become a murderous blade in your hands."

"It's ridiculous. Don't forget your current identity. You are an important minister of Daliao, but you only know the hatred of your parents and don't think about serving the country loyally. How can you be worthy of Daliao?"

Xiao Feng's expression was serious: "Have you seen the tragic scene of Song and Liao fighting each other at the border?"

then.

He looked at Murong Fu and Jiumozhi again: "Have you ever seen the scenes where the wives of Song people and Liao people were separated, and their families were destroyed?"

"Song and Liao have finally stopped fighting for decades. If the war resumes and the Liao iron cavalry invades the Southern Dynasty, how many Song people will die tragically, and how many Liao people will die? Heaping mountains, but letting your Murong family wait for an opportunity to revive the country of Yan is really a good calculation."

"Hmph, I, Xiao Feng, serve the country loyally to Daliao in order to protect the land and the people, not to kill people to take land and make meritorious deeds."

Hear these words.

Xiao Yuanshan nodded in satisfaction.

On the contrary, Murong Bo and the others sneered, and even cursed Xiao Feng in their hearts for his bravery.

In Zang Feng's view.

The role of Xiao Feng may be a kind of sustenance of Mr. Jin to the country.

There are so many versions of Tianlongbabu.

Only this version performed by Hu Jun truly deduces the essence of Xiao Feng.

but.

You talk about yours.

I'm busy with mine.

At this time, the floor sweeping monk should be in the yard, so he said to the several people who were fighting with swords: "Go ahead, I will go to do something."

Drop that.

Then he jumped out of the Sutra Pavilion.

Sure enough, I saw an old monk wearing a shabby monk's robe, holding a broom, and lightly sweeping together countless dead leaves on the ground.

"Old monk, I have two things to do when I come to Shaolin Temple this time."

Hearing this, the sweeping monk stopped his work, turned around, and looked at him: "Amitabha, I wonder what this benefactor is about?"

"One is to borrow your Shaolin Yi Jin Jing to watch!"

"Second, I want to compete with you, old monk!"

And Xiao Feng, Murong Bo, Jiumozhi and others in the Sutra Pavilion naturally heard what Zang Feng said in the courtyard, and those who can make Mr. Tianji pay attention must not be idle people, so they came out one after another, but, When they saw the sweeping monk, they frowned.

This person doesn't look like a master no matter what?

"Amitabha, the benefactor wants to read the Yi Jin Jing, of course, there is still a discussion, the old monk agrees, but before that, let the old monk understand the grievances for the old benefactor Murong and others!"

The sweeping monk, a mysterious master in Tianlong, is said to be comparable in strength to Xiaoyaozi, and I don't know if it is true or not.

but.

People's Buddhist ceremony is of great wisdom.

If it was Xuanci or the head of the Bodhidharma Academy, I am afraid that he would have rejected it as soon as he heard the Yi Jin Jing.

Look at people's awareness.

He is indeed an eminent monk.

"Monk, who are you?"

Knowing who they are, Xiao Yuanshan asked curiously.

"I don't know if it was 42 years ago or 43 years ago. When this old layman Xiao came to peek at the scriptures for the first time, I had been here for more than ten years."

"what?"

Xiao Yuanshan turned pale with shock.

then.

The floor-sweeping monk dragged his broom and hunched his body step by step into the library.

This back.

This weak chicken pretends.

tsk tsk...

Zang Feng felt ashamed of himself.

"Layer Murong also came later, you came and went, and the scriptures in the pavilion were turned into a mess, and I don't know why."

The sweeping monk saw that the library was messed up again, so he knelt down to pick up scriptures.

Xiao Yuanshan looked at him.

"Old monk, why haven't I seen you?"

"Hehe, Layman Xiao is engrossed in the classics of martial arts, and has no other distractions. Naturally, he can't see the old monk."

The rest will be the same as in the original play.

The floor-sweeping monk appeared, using his unpredictable martial arts to make both Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo fake their deaths.

The two realized the Dharma.

The grievances are resolved.

Chapter 273

……

Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan entered a state of suspended animation.

Subsequently.

After the sweeping monk displayed the Yi Jin Jing.

"Return to the dust and disappear into nothingness!"

Driven by the profound internal force, the two kept spinning.

next moment.

They opened their eyes and woke up.

The two quickly knelt down and said, "Thank you, the divine monk, for saving me!"

The sweeping monk looked down at them, and said in an old voice softly: "You two have walked from life to death, and from death to life, and there is still something in your heart that you can't let go of. If Shicai died just now, what's the fun Fu Dayan, do you have any thoughts of taking revenge on your wife?"

Hear this earnest teaching.

Xiao Yuanshan was the first to speak: "I have been in Shaolin Temple for 30 years and stole martial arts. They are all fake. I don't have the compassion of a Buddhist disciple. Now I have repented and begged my master to take it in."

"You don't want to take revenge for killing your wife?"

The sweeping monk looked at him with his hands behind his back and asked.

Xiao Yuanshan turned his head and glanced at Murong Bo, who was also kneeling, hesitating for a while, and replied: "I have killed hundreds of people in my life, if the relatives of the people I kill come to take revenge, I will die a hundred times, You can't pay back either!"

From death to life, Xiao Yuanshan suddenly came to his senses and let go of his hatred.

The sweeping monk smiled happily, and raised his hand: "That's good, that's good, you can fully understand it, which means that you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha."

Subsequently.

His eyes fell on Murong Bo next to him.

"Layman Murong, what about you?"

Murong Bo lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and cupped his fists: "Common people are like dust, and emperors are like dust. It is empty if the Yan is not restored to the country, and it is empty to restore the country. I beg the master to be a disciple, and enlighten me more!"

"Goodness, goodness!"

"Since you want to become a monk, you need the masters of Shaolin Temple to shave you."

"but……"

"I still have a few words to tell you."

As soon as this word comes out.

Xiao Feng, Murong Fu, and all the monks from Shaolin Temple quickly knelt down.

The sweeping monk said slowly and calmly about the Zen Buddha: "Go in and out of the face, respond to things according to your feelings, be free and unobstructed, and do everything. When you know the original mind, you can see the Buddha with the mind. The mind is the Buddha, and the Buddha is the mind.... .”

Zang Feng didn't kneel, when he saw that Jiumozhi didn't kneel either, he couldn't help being taken aback.

Jiumozhi noticed his gaze, and quickly explained: "Amitabha, this little monk is from the Western Regions, and the worship to the Buddha is different. When you see the Buddha, you don't kneel!"

Zang Feng smiled coldly at this.

How could it be possible to believe this guy's nonsense? To put it bluntly, he is self-sufficient and arrogant, thinking that in terms of Zen Buddhism, Jiumo Zhishen is more advanced than the sweeping monk. After all, he is the national teacher of the Tubo Kingdom.

It was at this time.

Duan Yu came looking for him, and when Zang Feng saw it, he thought that Jiumozhi would sneak attack him according to the original play, so he waved to him, and letting Duan Yu stay by his side was also a kind of protection.

"I've seen Mr.!"

Duan Yu ran over with a smile.

really.

Seeing Duan Yu beside Zang Feng, Jiumozhi's eyes flickered, and in the end, he let go of his murderous intentions.

After a long time.

When the sweeping monk finished speaking and stood up, he shaved off the hair of Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo and became monks.

When it's over.