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Chapter 66 Murong Dragon City
Tianshan Child Elder's words really spoke out the aspirations of everyone present.

Who is this nameless old monk?Why did he wear the clothes of a serving monk and appear in the Sutra Pavilion.

When did Shaolin Temple have such an incomparably powerful monk?

Even that Xuanji and other eminent monks of the Xuan generation are still confused, this master's skill is so high, even that of Xuan Cheng's younger brother is not as good, why they never know the existence of this master.

"Who is this old man?"

The sweeping monk chewed this sentence carefully, his eyes were extremely cloudy, as if he was remembering something, and finally the sweeping monk slowly said: "This old monk is just a nameless old monk in Shaolin Temple, and his name is just a nickname for this old monk. The old monk has been in the temple for 42 years, and I just found out today that the past and the past are all fleeting, and it is really not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

"Murong Layman, do you still remember your hatred and ambition?"

The sweeping monk asked Murong Bo who was at the side.

Murong Bo stood aside, his face was full of calm, he put his palms together, knelt on the ground, and said: "It all depends on Master's hint."

The sweeping monk said: "Layman Murong, please get up."

Everyone only heard the floor-sweeping monk speak, and did not make any gestures of raising their hands.

Murong Bo only felt a gentle force gently support his forearm, he couldn't help but stood up, but he didn't see the old monk stretching out his hand to shake his sleeves, and he couldn't help but admire the old monk in front of him in his heart.

He knew his family affairs because of his own family, and he had already shown signs of his hidden illness. If it wasn't for this old monk's help, he might not live for long.

On the other hand, Child Elder Tian Shan, Li Qiushui, and Li Zhile frowned at the same time.

Lu Fengqiu looked at the sweeping monk calmly.

"Baihong palm power!"

Li Qiushui's eyes are cold and cold, she has practiced this Baihong palm strength herself, so she naturally knows the mystery of it, this old monk clearly used the Baihong palm strength, the twists and turns are perfect, so she can keep calm, so she gave Murong Bo to the helper rise!

"Old monk! Who the hell are you! Why did you use the power of Bai Hong from my Xiaoyao faction!"

Tianshan Child Elder snorted coldly, her eyes were like knives, as if she wanted to see clearly the true face of the sweeping monk.

Lu Fengqiu took a step forward, raised his hand and said, "You two nephews, don't ask any more questions."

Li Qiushui and Tianshan Child Elder looked at each other, and stepped aside.

Lu Fengqiu turned to look at the floor-sweeping monk, and said, "Teacher, the poor Taoist has recently realized something, he has realized a sword, and I ask the teacher to give some pointers!"

The sweeping monk said: "The Taoist priest is polite."

Lu Fengqiu said with a smile: "Pindao's sword is named "Fenglei Jie", Master, please be careful!"

After saying that, Lu Fengqiu jumped up, let out a long roar, crossed with one hand, and flew into his hand with a sword.

"Master Murong, borrow the sword and use it!"

It turned out that the sword was Murong Fu's saber, Murong Fu saw that his scabbard was empty, he couldn't help being shocked, this Qing Yunzi's martial arts skills are so high, he really is alone in the world!
Lu Fengqiu floated into the air, holding a sword in one hand, and the long sword drew a semicircle in the air.

The wind in the bamboo forest is like the sound of the waves, and the bamboo forest is constantly swaying.

"call!!!"

The yin and yang qi were transformed into formless true qi by Lu Fengqiu, stirring up the situation.

What he used with the long sword was the first style "Wind and Thunder Calamity" after he fused the nine styles of Fenglei sword into three styles!
It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long, long time.

The fallen leaves are wrapped up!The stream was cut off!
A sword glow shot out from Lu Fengqiu's long sword, like an electric glow in the daytime!

Fast as a dragon!

Faster than ever!

For a moment, the entire air in front was stagnant!
That was the short-lived vacuum caused by the surging and tearing of true energy!
laugh!
A sword piercing the sky!
Pointing at the sweeping monk!

Everyone present felt a flash of white light before their eyes, and saw the nameless old monk rising from the ground, waving his arms, dazzled and full of phantoms.

The nameless old monk seemed to have turned into a thousand-armed arhat. After the chaos, he clasped his palms together again.

The meaning of endless chaos rose in the eyes of the nameless old monk, and there seemed to be endless real energy surging in his body, extending from his arms to his chest, and then from his chest to his palms.

Bang!
The sword light of the Fenglei Tribulation Sword broke into the palms of the unknown old monk!
At the beginning, everyone thought it was like a mud cow had entered the sea, and there was no more sound!

After a while, the nameless old monk reached out with both palms and swung towards the bamboo forest not far away.

That was still a sword glow!
Dazzling!
Like lightning!
Heading towards the bamboo forest!

After the sword light disappeared, most of the bamboos in the bamboo forest were chopped off by the waist!

Severing the bamboo forest with one sword!
When Murong Fu saw the bamboo that had been cut in half, he couldn't help showing a strong sense of shock in his eyes. He suddenly turned his head to look at the sweeping monk, and murmured four words!
"Fighting to the stars!"

Lu Fengqiu paced back and forth, walking in emptiness, and landed on the ground. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the floor-sweeping monk.

"Teacher, great skills! Unfortunately, there is no further opportunity!"

The floor-sweeping monk landed in front of the Sutra Pavilion very gently, clasped his hands together, and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha, Qingyunzi Taoist will definitely go a long way in time for the long holiday. The old man wishes Qingyunzi Taoist priest Qingyun to go straight up! Help Luan Nine Heavens!"

"Our era, after all, is about to end!"

I saw the sweeping monk put his hands together, turned around suddenly, and murmured in an almost indiscernible voice.

The floor-sweeping monk paced towards the Sutra Pavilion, leaving behind a lonely and long shadow, which was lifeless, like the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Amitabha!"

"After today, the Shaolin Temple will be closed for 50 years, and there must be no violation!"

In the Sutra Pavilion, the old voice of the sweeping monk came out slowly.

All the eminent monks of the Shaolin Xuan generation present held their hands together and said, "Amitabha!"

Murong Fu yelled towards the Buddhist scripture pavilion: "Who the hell are you! Why did you turn my Murong family's family around!"

Tianshan Child Elder jumped to Lu Fengqiu's side, her eyes were full of doubts and said: "Little Martial Uncle, who is that old monk?"

Lu Fengqiu put his hand behind his back, and with an inexplicable look in his eyes, he said softly, "He used to be called Murong Longcheng!"

What?Murong Dragon City!

Maybe some people present will be puzzled, but more shocking!
How could that nameless old monk be the Murong Dragon City who created the "Turn the Stars"!

That is a character more than 100 years ago!
Murong Fu was even more frantic and said: "Impossible! Impossible! My ancestors have passed away for many years!"

Lu Fengqiu paced back and forth, and said slowly: "My senior brother believed in Buddhism for the first half of his life, but for the second half of his life he abandoned Buddhism and followed Taoism. His skill combined with the great accomplishments of Buddhism and Taoism has shocked the past and present. My senior brother Xiaoyaozi and Murong Longcheng are both Opponents are also friends, both of them want to restore the old country, talented people, it's normal for them to cherish each other, my senior brother once told Murong Longcheng what he had learned in his life, and the two of them wanted to go to the next level. There is a war agreement."

"42 years ago, my senior brother Xiaoyaozi and Murong Longcheng went to an appointment to fight. Who would have thought that when the two were fighting, the son of Murong Longcheng broke in suddenly. My senior brother and Murong Longcheng were fighting fiercely. Who would have thought that someone would fight?" Breaking out suddenly, the son of Murong Longcheng's heart was shattered by my senior brother Xiaoyaozi and Murong Longcheng's palm, and he died."

"After that battle, both of them suffered serious injuries. My senior brother went to Daliao, while Murong Longcheng hid in Shaolin, and we never saw each other again."

"Murong Longcheng lost his son at the age of [-], and his heart died like ashes. He fled into Buddhism and became an unknown old monk. He has been with Qingdeng Ancient Buddha ever since."

"Emperor Tu's hegemony is fleeting, and after a hundred years, it will be dust."

"As long as you live long enough, what is all this?"

Lu Fengqiu looked up at the sky, only the Dao of Longevity was worth seeking.

Murong Fu listened at the side, he couldn't help shaking his head frantically and said: "Impossible! Impossible! What a hero my ancestor Murong Longcheng is! How could he be so heartbroken! Escape into Buddhism!"

"Father! You tell the child! It's all fake! It's all fake!"

Murong Fu knelt down in front of Murong Bo and shouted loudly.

I saw that Murong Bo let out a long sigh and remained silent, his father did indeed die 42 years ago.

He had never seen his grandfather Murong Longcheng before. When he was born, he heard from his father that his grandfather had already passed away, but he could fake his own death, let alone his grandfather Murong Longcheng who was much stronger than him.
That one-handed battle has already reached the stage of perfection, who else can there be besides him?
Lu Fengqiu looked at the tightly closed door of the Sutra Pavilion, and guessed in his heart that Murong Longcheng had been hiding in the Shaolin Temple at the beginning, and he had mastered Shaolin martial arts. Wu's heart is no longer there, Wu has learned to his level, the more peaceful the mind, the higher the realm, but although the realm is high, it does not mean that the combat power will be greatly improved after all, more Buddha heart, less vigorous heart , the road to martial arts has come to an end.

After all, I read too much Buddhist scriptures.

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