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Chapter 233 Chapter 232. A century-old secret
The sweeping monk didn't say a word from beginning to end. Like the martial arts heroes present, they just watched helplessly.Just hearing the word "National Games", his eyes were slightly moved, but his actions were too secretive.Except for Xuan Huan, no one present probably noticed it.

I heard that the two generations of royal families, for the national destiny of the Song Dynasty and the peace of the people.But giving up a life of wealth and splendor, and willing to always be with the ancient Buddha of the Green Lantern, everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

"Boy, tell me, who is this old monk? And what do you mean by cannibalism?"

Hearing Xiao Yuanshan's doubts, everyone recalled the shocking words that Xuan Huan spoke just now.

Yes!

Just like Xiao Yuanshan asked, what did Xuan Huan want to say just now, and what does cannibalism mean?
Xuan Huan did not show off, pointing to the old monk who was still holding the broom, and asked Xiao Yuanshan a frightening question: "Uncle's martial arts were taught by people from the Central Plains. Look carefully at the posture of the "old devil", like It’s not like your master who has been missing since you first mastered martial arts!”

The 30-year-old Xiao Yuanshan is at the moment of high spirits.Relying on the martial arts of the Central Plains, he once served as the chief martial arts instructor of the 20 Shan Army of the Liao Kingdom.Not only a hereditary family, but also a high position and weight, and the deep reliance of the former empress dowager of the Liao Kingdom.

If it weren't for the tragedy outside Yanmen Pass, he would at least be the vassal king of Liao Kingdom now.With such magnificent achievements in his prime, although his bloodline occupies an absolute position, he is more grateful to the master who taught him martial arts.

Hearing this, Xiao Yuanshan forced down the shock and fear in his heart, and stared at the old monk with a serious and serious expression, which finally turned into a silent sigh and a long silence!

It's not that Xiao Yuanshan doesn't dare to admit it, but it's just as Xuan Huan said, the problems here are so big that even Xiao Yuanshan, who has a bold personality, doesn't dare to think about it deeply!

Xuan Huan sneered: "The so-called cannibalism does not mean eating meat, but devouring qi, blood and true qi. The qi and blood can be condensed into elixirs by adding medicinal materials through special methods."

"Swallowing qi and blood can extend your lifespan, and swallowing true qi can improve your martial arts. This "old devil" also has the ability to observe luck. He has long seen the future of his uncle and Murong Bo, and he must achieve something in the future." By eating "you," he achieved "bloody immortality."

wow——

"There is still such a method!"

"Is it really possible to live forever by swallowing qi, blood and true qi?"

If these words were said by others, everyone would probably call him a lunatic, which is completely nonsense.But what he was talking about now was fantasy, but everyone didn't dare to believe it.

Qiao Feng said in disbelief: "Brother, is this really possible?"

The words Qiao Feng spoke were exactly what caused confusion in everyone's minds.Xuan Huan stretched out his hand and pointed at the old monk who still looked as usual. The more he looked at his compassionate and suffering face, the more disgust he felt in his heart.

"Brother Qiao, don't believe it. Do you know how old this old monk is now?"

Xuan Huan said: "According to my calculations, this old monk lived at least 180 years old."

"what!"

After hearing the news about his father, Qiao Feng couldn't help but be cautious.Hearing Xuan Huan's words, Qiao Feng exclaimed and then wondered: "What do you mean by that!"

Xuan Huan no longer talked like a riddle, but started from the beginning and said to everyone: "A hundred years ago, there were four great masters in the world, Xiaoyao Taoist Xiaoyaozi who founded Xiaoyao Yufeng, and Duan Siping, the Emperor of Dali who founded the Six Meridians Divine Sword. Yan Murong Longcheng, a descendant of the royal family of the country, and the founder of our Song Dynasty, Emperor Taizu."

"But many people don't know that there is actually a great master of martial arts in Jianghu. He is also a hidden and extremely mysterious master. He is an unknown monk who has condensed thirteen kinds of Shaolin stunts and achieved himself. He is the penniless one in front of you." Old Monster."

Xuan Huan was talking about the secrets of the world a hundred years ago. Everyone present listened attentively, even Murong and his son, who had been reduced to useless people.

Maybe everyone doesn't understand what a great master of martial arts is, but they do know what it is to be at the pinnacle of the world.

Xuan Huan continued: "Xiaoyaozi is a genius in heaven, he practiced hard for a hundred years and broke through the world and soared. The other four great masters died one after another without knowing why. It wasn't until he learned how to watch Qi and Luck that he realized that these four people had already been killed by others." Eaten alive", and that person is just trying to survive forever!"

"According to the restrictions of the laws of heaven and earth, even a martial arts master's life span is only 120 years." Xuan Huan pointed at the calm-looking sweeping monk and sneered, and then continued to the horrified crowd.

"The first thing this old monster "ate" was Duan Siping. The Dali Emperor was blessed with great fortune. When he was young, he ate a treasure of heaven and earth, which was a century-old crimson fruit. He was less than 50 years old. It took a hundred years of cultivation to become a great master, and he even created the six-meridian divine sword technique that is the supreme sword energy!"

"After eating Duan Siping, the old monster has already extended his life for ten years. Then he swallowed the blood of our Emperor Taizu, extending his life for another 15 years. Finally, he ate Murong Longcheng, and he was nearly two hundred years old. Shouyuan!"

"But longevity is longevity after all, it is not a real number. Except for Xiaoyaozi, the other three of the five great masters were devoured by him one after another. As time went by, this old monster became more greedy and shameless. He even began to actively cultivate others to become food. , it is obvious that uncle, Murong Bo, and I are all his goals and choices."

"Old monster, am I right?"

Faced with the fantasy question, the sweeping monk just smiled and said: "Yes, I have eaten all those people you mentioned. Duan Siping's true energy allowed the old monk to embark on ten years of hard training, and your Taizu The emperor’s energy and blood are comparable to worldly treasures.”

The sweeping monk looked at Xuan Huan, suddenly frowned and said in thought: "Now it seems that your vitality is even higher than that of your Taizu emperor. If I eat you again, I can live for at least another 20 years! "

"The magical power of King Kong to subjugate demons condenses the true energy, and the fisting exercises refine the body and blood. You are simply the most delicious thing in my eyes!"

Now that the matter has been revealed, the sweeping monk has nothing to admit.Moreover, with his ability to suppress heaven and earth, the sweeping monk is confident enough to control the overall situation, so what if his mask is revealed!

The sweeping monk smiled indifferently, ignoring the horrified and frightened eyes of everyone.He was even more disdainful of the way everyone present stepped back due to fear and panic. He just said with a calm and gentle smile: "Since you already know everything, you can try to guess who I am!"

The sweeping monk's sudden words made everyone confused.Xuan Huan just made it very clear that among the five great masters, only the nameless monk survives. Do we need to say more about his identity?

Unexpectedly, when Xuan Huan heard this, he really thought about it seriously, and then he guessed with a puzzled expression: "You are not Wuming, you are Murong Longcheng!"

"Oh!"

"Because your age is wrong. Among the five great masters, only Murong Longcheng is the oldest. And the way you trained Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo is obviously in the direction of Duan Siping and my Emperor Taizu."

"Not bad!"

The moment the sweeping monk finished speaking, Xuan Huan struck out with a powerful and heavy palm force in the blink of an eye, as thick as a mountain.The powerful palm force was like a roaring dragon leaping out of the sea, attacking directly towards the vital part of the sweeping monk's chest.

The means and timing of such a sudden sneak attack simply subverted the world's understanding of fantasy.

You must know that Xuan Huan has always been famous for her scheming methods. Without the unveiling at the last moment, no one knows how many trump cards she has in her hand.Just like what happened with Xiao Yuanshan, he planned to avenge his hatred several years in advance, and even laid several foreshadowings for today's Shaolin Conference.

As for the scandal between Ye Erniang and Xuanci, the fantasy is also done to perfection.But now facing the sweeping monk, Xuan Huan actually used a sneak attack. From this, we can see how much pressure and combat power he was carrying. It was a crazy fighting spirit of killing with one strike and regardless of the consequences.

boom--

Facing the oncoming palm force of Xuan Huan, the sweeping monk holding a broom did not dodge.Three feet in front of him, he saw an extremely mellow and seemingly invisible wall of air rising up. The palm force coming from the fantasy hit the wall of air, making a thunderous and explosive sound.

The old monk's robes of the sweeping monk swayed with the blowing wind.Even the steps made of stones under the feet were cracked and dented because they could not withstand the force of the impact.

Compared to Xuan Huan, who was ready to fight, the sweeping monk could be said to be unconcerned, as if Xuan Huan had just faced the scene where he was being besieged by Murong's retainers and guards.

Tart——

Facing the surging palm force, the sweeping monk raised his feet and kicked at will.The three-foot wall of air suddenly burst out with powerful force, looking like a breeze blowing the rebirth of all things in spring.

Fantasy feels particularly strenuous, just like an ant who cannot resist an elephant and can be trampled casually to death.

The sweeping monk is the great master of martial arts, the true pinnacle of martial arts, and the most powerful opponent in the world.Compared with the sweeping monk, Xuan Huan is just a master of martial arts, that is, the realm where he meets all living beings for the first time.

Not to mention the gap in realm, simply comparing combat power is an insurmountable gap!

The sweeping monk just smiled, and then seemed to have a hint of Xuan Huan: "Perhaps your realm is very high, but your realm is just to cultivate your mind. It does not represent the realm of martial arts combat power, but there is a huge difference between the same realms. Different places. Compared with your mortal world, the way to refine your heart and fuse to achieve the Tao with strength, my three-foot Qi wall, old monk, is the most powerful way to achieve the Tao with strength!"

When the sweeping monk finished speaking, he waved the broom in his hand casually. The magnificent Qi was like the power of wind and cloud sweeping across the heaven and earth.The majestic true energy is like a violent wind, wrapping up the fallen leaves on the ground, twisting like a tornado and whirlpool, and rushing towards Xuanhuan.

Xuan Huan gathered his true energy and punched hard. The huge fist power of King Kong subduing demons was full of indestructible characteristics.The punch struck out as thickly as a rocky mountain, exuding the power to suppress all things in the world.

The fist intention collided with the tornado leaves, and at just the moment of contact, the fist intention was torn to pieces like tissue paper.

The power of the fallen leaf tornado never stopped. When it hit Xuan Huan's chest head-on, Xuan Huan only felt a huge pain rushing over him.During the violent vibrations of the internal organs, even the true energy was rolling and turbulent.Finally, there was a fishy-sweet taste in his throat, and dark red blood stains were left on the corners of Xuan Huan's mouth.

The sweeping monk has not even used the true meaning of martial arts, and Xuan Huan has been traumatized.Maybe he didn't use all his strength, but that's not the case with the sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk raised his eyebrows and raised his broom, looking at Xuan Huan who was leaning over and covering his chest: "Wouldn't it be good to be my food? At least on the premise that the road to martial arts is cut off. I can achieve immortality, or break through the world and ascend. Such a feat will at least leave new hope for future New Year greetings!"

"Ha ha--"

Xuan Huan, who was injured but not injured, raised the corner of his mouth and sneered when he heard this: "Are you probably dreaming before you wake up? You think about "chicken shit" every day. Now you think about it all day When eating people, you don’t even think about how to make red feces, the taste of red feces is much better than eating kernels.”

Xuanhuan vibrates the internal organs, pumps the blood of the whole body, and emits a long howl like the roar of a dragon and a tiger, and the injured body immediately returns to its peak state!
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