Murong Longcheng was extremely dissatisfied when he heard the words.

In his opinion, as a descendant of the Murong family, the last thing he should lack is the belief in repeated defeats.

If it weren't for this, their Murong family would not have experienced ups and downs in history, but they would still stand still.

But now, Murong Fu has lost even this most important quality, so there is no hope for the Murong family.

Murong Bo saw that the situation was not right, he also hurriedly stepped forward, and respectfully said to Murong Longcheng:

"Old Ancestor, Fu'er is right."

"If you don't take advantage of today to eradicate the two, I'm afraid there will be endless disasters."

Murong Longcheng let out a long sigh, even though he had a little disdain for Murong Bo and his son in his heart.

But as the ancestor of the Murong family, since Xiao Yuanshan does not accept his kindness, he can only get rid of him.

Suddenly, Murong Longcheng's face became serious, and a killing intent quietly surfaced in his heart.

Seeing this, Xiao's father and son also rekindled their fighting spirit, preparing to deal with Murong Longcheng's attack.

But in order to prevent Xiao Yuanshan from losing too much, Xiao Feng decided to attack alone and fight Murong Longcheng fiercely.

Hearing a whistling, Xiao Feng took the lead in attacking, and a signature Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms directly hit Murong Longcheng.

Murong Longcheng's pupils shrank, but they didn't flicker at all. Facing the roaring dragon-shaped vigor, he responded with a joint finger.

There was only a sound of "bang", and with the huge dust rising, both the energy of the dragon shape and the energy of joining fingers dissipated.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng waved his hands quickly as before, and in an instant, dragon-shaped palms formed in his hands.

Following Xiao Feng's roar, he flew towards Murong Longcheng roaring like a group of dragons leaving the sea.

Murong Longcheng rotated and rotated, reversing the majestic force that was coming to him one by one.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Feng didn't have time to dodge, he raised his hands to block, a huge impact shocked Xiao Feng back again and again.

It was not until he retreated in front of Xiao Yuanshan that he slowly stopped.

Seeing this, Xiao Yuanshan hurried forward to check Xiao Feng's injury.

"Feng'er, are you okay?"

Xiao Feng shook his numb arm and said solemnly:

"Father, the child is fine."

"Murong Longcheng is worthy of the power of heaven and man, and its strength is unfathomable."

Just as Xiao Feng finished speaking, he was about to stand up and fight again, when a long Buddhist voice came from Shaolin Temple.

"Amitabha!"

Everyone raised their eyes and saw an old monk with white beard and hair walking out of Shaolin Temple slowly.

"Hey! Isn't this the old monk sweeping the floor of the Sutra Pavilion?"

"How did it appear here?"

When Xu Zhu saw the old monk, he couldn't help exclaiming.

At the same time, Murong Longcheng also showed surprise when he saw the visitor.

"It turned out to be him!"

Chapter 166 Shaolin Dharma Guardian, Killing Buddha in Terror

"Old Ancestor, do you know him?"

Murong Longcheng nodded slightly, his expression lost in memory.

After a long time, he sighed and said:

"Shaolin kills Buddha, a generation of legendary arrogance."

"When he was in full bloom, the old man had just debuted."

"It is rumored that he was born in the lineage of Shaolin Dharma protectors, which has been passed down since the ancestor Bodhidharma founded Zen Buddhism."

"Different from ordinary Buddhist monks, Dharma protectors specialize in supernatural powers to subdue demons, and their skills are extremely overbearing."

"If you don't practice Buddhism in time to quell the murderous aura, you may run the risk of becoming a demon."

"Even if you devote yourself to worshiping the Buddha, there are still very few people who have been able to die well throughout the ages."

When Murong Fu heard this, he couldn't help being terrified, he never expected that there would be such a strange lineage of Dharma protectors in Buddhism.

But after thinking about it, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

"Old Ancestor, since all the Dharma protectors of the past dynasties are hard to die well."

"Why did Patriarch Bodhidharma want to pass it down, and Shaolin's senior officials have always insisted on passing it on?"

Murong Longcheng smiled slightly, and explained:

"Ancestor Bodhidharma didn't mean that, of course, he just wanted Shaolin to have enough power to protect it."

"When passing down the lineage of Dharma protectors, there were repeated orders and repeated requests, requiring the disciples of the younger generation to be strictly screened to avoid the occurrence of demons."

"But with the continuous growth of Shaolin and the use of more and more force, an idea inevitably arises in the hearts of Shaolin monks."

"That is to no longer abide by the previous strict selection criteria, but to recruit masters from the Jianghu while cultivating Dharma protectors since childhood."

"At the same time, in order to cope with the increasing external pressure, Shaolin is no longer as cautious as before when cultivating Dharma protectors."

"On the contrary, in order to form combat power as soon as possible, they deliberately downplayed the risk of becoming demons, and tried their best to promote cultivation."

"Thanks to this, at that time, masters of the Dharma protectors came out in large numbers, and Shaolin also entered a period of rapid development."

Hearing this, Murong Fu was amazed again and again, he never thought before that Shaolin Temple, which has always been compassionate, has such a past.

"I see."

"Old Ancestor, since the Dharma Guardian lineage is so important, why have I never heard of it?"

"Could it be that Shaolin hid them?"

Murong Longcheng shook his head, and said with a complicated expression:

"The lineage of the Dharma protector has long since disappeared."

"The smoke disappears?"

"how can that be?"

Murong Fu exclaimed, just now he said that it is because of the existence of Dharma protectors that Shaolin can develop so smoothly.

That being the case, how could they be willing to ban such a sharp weapon?

Thinking of this, Murong Fu couldn't help but be full of doubts.

Seeing Murong Longcheng's solemn expression, he said in admiration:

"Because of killing the Buddha!"

"He is a talent born in Shaolin, his talent in martial arts is astonishing, and he has also joined the lineage of Dharma protectors, and he has learned a full body of domineering martial arts."

"It coincided with the expansion of Shaolin at that time, and the killing of Buddha was born with a mission."

"As soon as he made his debut, he overthrew 72 sects, big and small, of the Song Dynasty, and his attack was extremely heavy. The opponent was either killed or injured."

"After that, he seemed to be red-eyed again, traveling all over the world, challenging the two famous masters of good and evil."

"Because of this, he was attacked by the Song Dynasty, and the name of killing Buddha began to spread from that time."

"Shortly thereafter, in order to completely exterminate the Buddha, a group of martial arts masters from the Great Song Dynasty climbed Mount Shaoshi together."

"At the cost of storming Shaolin, we must completely wipe out this unworldly genius."

"Just when the two sides were about to go to war, some seniors who had retired and had high morals came forward to reconcile."

"The final solution is to let Shaolin choose between killing the Buddha and protecting the Dharma, and it is necessary to give up one."

Speaking of this, although Murong Longcheng hadn't finished speaking, the implication behind the words was already very obvious.

It's just that Murong Fu was still in a daze, quite unbelievable.

"Old Ancestor, how is this possible?"

"Even if killing the Buddha is amazing, it is by no means enough to be compared with the entire lineage of Dharma protectors."

Murong Longcheng was quite helpless when he heard the words.

Just when he was about to explain, a voice came slowly.

"Of course it's because the heroes of the Song Dynasty have long been dissatisfied, and the poor monk is just an excuse for them to take action."

Murong Fu was startled when he heard the words, he looked up and saw the old monk walking slowly from a distance.

It wasn't until he came close to Murong Longcheng that he stopped, bowed to him and said:

"Amitabha!"

"Little friend Murong, stay safe."

When Murong Longcheng heard the words, he hurried forward to return the gift.

"Master, stay safe."

After the ceremony between the two, the old monk glanced at Xiao's father and son, and said lightly:

"Little friend Murong, the pure land of Buddhism, it is not appropriate to use force."

"According to the old monk, this is the end of today, how about it?"

Murong Longcheng nodded slightly, he originally planned to do the same.

The reason why he came to Shaoshi Mountain was only to save Murong and his son.

As for the grievances between them, he didn't want to care about it, nor was he interested in it.

Seeing this, the old monk turned back to Xiao and his son and said:

"Old benefactor Xiao, you have practiced Shaolin's unique skills for many years, and the hostility has penetrated into your heart."

"The old monk is willing to resolve the hostility for you. I wonder if you can stop?"

Xiao Yuanshan was startled when he heard the words, and quickly asked:

"Master, what's going on?"

The old monk smiled slightly, pointed at him, then at Murong Bo and said:

"Just like what little friend Murong said just now, I belong to the lineage of Shaolin Dharma protectors. When practicing, I must supplement it with Dharma, otherwise I will be in danger of going crazy."

"The same is true for Shaolin's 72 unique skills, but compared to the martial arts of the Dharma Guardian, their dangers are less dangerous."

"But at the level of old benefactor Xiao and old benefactor Murong, they have already become a serious problem. If they are not treated in time, their lives may be in danger."

When Murong Bo heard the words, his face was also shocked, he never expected that the unique skill he pursued in the past would be so harmful.

For a moment, Murong Bo couldn't help asking anxiously:

"Old Ancestor, is this true?"

Murong Longcheng's expression was solemn, he hadn't paid attention to this matter before, but now he suddenly realized it after the old monk reminded him.

"Probably true."

At the same time, when Xiao Feng heard about this, he couldn't help frowning, and comforted him:

"Father, just follow what the master said."

"Let's heal the injury first, and then look for opportunities for revenge."

However, Xiao Yuanshan's expression changed, but he was quite unwilling.

With the force of their father and son, they could have revenge smoothly, but they didn't expect to kill Murong Longcheng and the old monk in succession.

After thinking for a long time, Xiao Yuanshan made up his mind and told Xiao Feng:

"Feng'er, just give up like this, the old man is not reconciled."

"Later, this old man will desperately stop Murong Longcheng and the others, you seize the opportunity to kill Murong again."

"As for the old man's injury, I think it can be solved by going to the Tianji Building."

Xiao Feng was shocked when he heard this, he didn't expect his father to completely disregard his own safety for revenge.

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