Everyone looked at each other in shock. You know, the relationship between Feng Yi and Xiao Feng is well known. I didn't expect Feng Yi to attack Xiao Feng at a critical moment, causing his father's death. At this time, he still said the words of the sweeping monk's mercy. This sarcastic remark is too chilling.

This person is really too weird, what is he thinking? Several people present are martial arts masters, but no one knows Feng Yi's intention, let alone the sweeping monk Xiao Feng. They all show their exquisite martial arts.

But Feng Yi's eyes were sharp and he saw it clearly, which made him even more certain that the Sweeping Monk did not use his full strength just because he cared about Xiao Feng, otherwise Xiao Feng would never have the chance to hit him with his palm power.

Because the Sweeping Monk attacked Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng tried to stop him, these actions are long to talk about and even longer to write about, but in fact they just happened in an instant and the whole battle process took less than a second.

But the Sweeping Monk successfully struck Xiao Yuanshan with his right palm, and then, facing Xiao Feng's full-strength attack, he used his left palm to block both of Xiao Feng's palms.

However, the Sweeping Monk was able to bounce Murong Fu back from a distance of two feet without any physical contact, and he could easily dissolve Xiao Feng's Dragon Subduing Palm power.

He had already demonstrated his strong inner strength, his concentration on strength, and his ability to use force with the effect of extreme hardness and counteracting softness to the fullest.

It stands to reason that if he stretched out his hand to block and confronted Xiao Feng head-on, he would be able to knock him away, there was no doubt about that.

But he didn't. He just changed the direction of his right palm temporarily and attacked Xiao Feng. During this process, he could still exert his fierce strength to repel Xiao Feng, but he was just pretending. He retracted his palm halfway and continued to hit Xiao Yuanshan.

During this process, Feng Yi thought to himself that he was in the same position as the Sweeping Monk. He had the ability to bring Xiao Feng's palm power to hit Xiao Yuanshan, or to transfer it. However, he did not do so. He simply led Xiao Feng to change his tactics temporarily, using his left palm to meet his right palm and reduce the thrust.

At this moment, the Sweeping Monk changed his tactics again and hit Xiao Yuanshan.

All this happened in a flash, not only showing the two's superb martial arts, but also showing the difference in their cultivation.

The Sweeping Monk divided his strength and changed his moves three times in an instant, but in the same amount of time, Xiao Feng could only change his moves once and could not change again.

Because Xiao Feng respected the Sweeping Monk very much and his purpose was to save his father, if he had the ability to change his tactics again, he should have used his left palm to block the Sweeping Monk's right palm that was attacking Xiao Yuanshan, instead of attacking the old monk's chest.

The ability to change tactics in an instant is also the secret behind why top masters can often kill their opponents in seconds, and the reason why several first-rate masters can besiege a top master and pose a threat to him.

Because whoever has one more chance to change his moves in an instant will have one more chance to attack. This chance is enough to make a person lose his life. But when being besieged by several first-rate masters, this move cannot be fully used, because when you attack others, others can attack together, and can launch a chain attack to form a combined force. Top masters cannot kill one person instantly, so they can continue to fight.

This kind of battle has occurred in the battles of Guo Jing in the Mongolian camp, Dongfang Bubai at the Black Wood Cliff, and the battle between the Dragon Sect Leader and several top-notch masters under his command. Their martial arts are higher than those of the other side, and it is not difficult to take the life of one of them alone, but if several people attack in succession, if they kill one person, they will inevitably get injured, which leads to a stalemate.

And the reason why martial arts masters will be surrounded and killed if they do not escape from the battle.

Because they are gathered together, when you knock down a wave of people, the other side has more people and will immediately replenish them, and then form a joint attack again, and this cycle will repeat over and over again. However, you will become weaker and weaker, your speed will become slower and slower, and the danger will become higher and higher.

When the Sweeping Monk made his move, Feng Yi stared at him intently, and thus concluded that he was indeed the hero he had described, and treated him with great respect. Even when they were trying to resolve disputes, he was reluctant to let him suffer any grievances.

After hearing what Feng Yi said, Xiao Feng was also stunned. He also realized that the Sweeping Monk had shown mercy to his men. It was just that his father was hit, so he didn't have the mind to say anything else. He hurriedly supported his father, but saw that his father's breathing had stopped and his heart stopped beating. He had already died. He was filled with grief and had no idea what to do.

The old monk said, "It's time to go!"

Suddenly, his body shook, and he grabbed the collar of Xiao Yuanshan's body with his right hand, and rushed to the pillar, and grabbed Murong Bo's collar with his left hand.

This time his movement was so fast and his attack was so strange that Xiao Feng had no time to react. Everyone looked back in shock and in the blink of an eye, the old monk's feet did not touch the ground, he seemed to be walking in the air, and he crossed several feet and walked out through the window.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu shouted in unison: "You...what are you doing?" They simultaneously exerted their palm power to strike the old monk on the back.

The two men's fathers were both killed, so naturally they had a common hatred for the enemy. When the two of them combined their palms, their power became even greater. Their might was so fierce that it could move mountains and fill the sea.

Feng Yi knew that the old monk's skills had reached perfection, and he could send and receive power at will. This fierce force was simply a booster.

Sure enough, when the palm winds from the two men came at him, the old monk flew forward several feet like a kite, his hands still holding the two corpses. The three bodies were so light that they did not look like flesh and blood at all.

Xiao Feng's attack failed, and he was shocked and angry, so he chased out of the window. Murong Fu was also anxious, so he rushed out and ran away as fast as he could.

Both of them were good at Qinggong, but Xiao Feng was better than Murong Fu. In a blink of an eye, Murong Fu fell three feet.

Feng Yi and others also rushed out. Although Ah Zhu's power was weak, fortunately she had Ah Zi's support.

I saw the old monk carrying a person in each hand, running with his head held high, walking straight up the mountain.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu were both very skilled in Qing Kung Fu. Thinking that their father's body had been taken away, they didn't care about the other party's interests and chased after him desperately.

Xiao Feng's Qinggong was also of the masculine variety. He walked with big strides and such a fast speed that he felt the mountain wind blowing on his face like a knife. The old monk's steps were slow. He thought he could catch up with him in two or three steps, but he was still two or three feet away from the old monk. One more step would not work. He struck with his palms repeatedly, but all of them hit nothing.

Xiao Feng had never seen or heard of the old monk's astonishing lightness skills before. It was as if the monk had some kind of witchcraft.

Feng Yi saw clearly that the old monk was slow in appearance but fast in reality. He did it on purpose to keep Xiao Feng two or three feet away. He swayed his body quickly and was behind Xiao Feng in the blink of an eye. He said, "Brother Xiao, don't worry. Your father is not dead. He is here to heal his wounds."

Xiao Feng was startled. Beating someone to death and then treating his injuries was too unbelievable. But when he turned around, he saw Feng Yi with a smile on his face, so he asked, "What do you mean?" and slowed down his pace.

Feng Yi smiled and said, "Do you know the phrase 'trampling and killing everyone in the world'?"

Xiao Feng shook his head.

Feng Yi waved his hand and said, "In the past, the Sixth Patriarch of Zen Buddhism, Huineng, once said, 'If a colt is born under your feet, it will trample all the people in the world to death.' This was said to his disciple Huairang, who later became the Zen Master Dahui.

Huairang accepted a disciple named Daoyi, also known as Mazu. He was a great Zen master after the Sixth Patriarch. It was he who made the Buddhist world respect Zen, fulfilling the saying "trampling all people in the world".

Feng Yi and Huang Shang studied Buddhist scriptures together for a year and knew all the stories about them by heart.

Xiao Feng nodded: "Shaolin Temple is the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism."

Feng Yi nodded slightly: "Mazu promoted Zen Buddhism and advocated 'enlightenment does not require external help', emphasized 'the mind is the Buddha', and called himself 'sudden enlightenment'. His purpose is 'purify the mind and realize it by yourself'. Abbot Xuanci was able to stand up and confess his sins and commit suicide, so we can also think of it this way."

Xiao Feng understood vaguely and said, "You mean this old monk really wants my father and Murong Bo to heal each other's injuries and convert to Buddhism..." He didn't say the rest of the sentence because he thought it was too ridiculous.

With his father's personality, can he also convert to Buddhism? Feng Yi said leisurely: "This old monk is extremely witty and has a clear Buddhist philosophy that I have never seen before. I can understand his thoughts and actions. But I just can't figure out how to make these two old men with deep obsessions give up their obsessions, so I have to see it clearly!"

As he spoke, he stepped harder and passed by Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng saw Feng Yi's back, and upon closer inspection, he discovered that Feng Yi's feet were not on the ground, but only on the grass branches.

The skill of flying on the grass was not too difficult, Xiao Feng was confident that he could do it. The difficult part was that one had to travel such a long distance in one breath, because the skill of flying on the grass depended entirely on the true Qi in the Dantian, so it would be okay to fly thirty to fifty feet.

But the journey from the Sutra Repository was at least three to five miles away. What was even more rare was that his steps were graceful and he seemed to lift heavy objects with ease. This inner strength made Xiao Feng both surprised and admired, but also aroused his curiosity about who was stronger between him and the old monk.

Murong Fu and others were chasing after the two of them, and saw Feng Yi and Xiao Feng walking forward side by side, with Feng Yi pointing and talking. If outsiders didn't know, they would have thought that the two of them were running together to enjoy the mountain scenery.

In a blink of an eye, several people disappeared like lightning. The Sweeping Monk turned east and west in the barren mountain and entered a forest. He saw a flat area and placed the two bodies under a tree, both in a cross-legged sitting position.

Feng Yi had already arrived and saw the old monk sitting behind the two corpses, with his palms resting on their backs.

As soon as the old monk sat down, Xiao Feng arrived.

Xiao Feng stared at the monk, not knowing what to do. He saw Feng Yi frowning and felt uneasy. But then he thought, if this old monk had any ill intentions, he would not have resisted when he snatched his father's body from him just now. He should have no ill intentions, so he said, "Master, what are you doing?"

I only heard the old monk say, "I'll carry them and run around for a while to revive their blood."

Xiao Feng was extremely surprised and asked, "Living blood?"

The old monk said, "Their internal injuries are too severe. We must first put them into a tortoise-like sleep before trying to save them."

Xiao Feng's heart trembled: "Is it true that there is such a thing as beating someone to death first and then treating the wound?"

Not long after, Murong Fu, Jiumozhi, Xuanyin, Xuansheng, as well as the Master of Shenshan, A Zi and A Zhu arrived one after another, and saw wisps of white mist suddenly emerging from the heads of Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo.

The old monk turned the two of them around, facing each other, and then held their hands together.

Seeing this, Murong Fu said, "You...what are you doing?" The old monk's attitude towards him and Xiao Feng was completely different. He remained silent and walked slowly around the two corpses, with his hands stretched out to the left and right, constantly striking, and each move was aimed at the acupuncture points of the two men.

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo did not move at all. Everyone was completely puzzled, but Feng Yi saw the trick. The old monk put his hands on different acupuncture points of the two people, with different priorities. Some acupuncture points were just passed by, and some acupuncture points were kneaded several times after being hit. The white gas above the two corpses' heads became thicker and thicker.

After another cup of tea, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's bodies trembled slightly at the same time.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu were surprised and delighted, and shouted in unison: "Daddy!" Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo slowly opened their eyes, looked at each other, and then closed them again.

But Xiao Yuanshan's face was flushed, and Murong Bo's face was faintly blue. Everyone thought of Feng Yi's words that one of them had too much yang energy, and the other had too much yin energy. It seemed to be true.

Xuanyin, Xuansheng, Daoqing and others all carried healing medicines, but they didn't know which one was the right one for their condition. They also understood that the old monk had just hit the two men in the Sutra Library to temporarily stop their breathing and heartbeats, which was a method of curing serious internal injuries.

This method of "turtle breathing" was practiced by many people with profound internal skills, even A Zi had practiced it in the Xingxiu Sect.

However, that was stopping breathing on one's own. To be able to make someone stop breathing without dying with one palm strike, the magic of this magical skill is truly unimaginable.

Suddenly, Feng Yi sighed, "What a great way to close the six consciousnesses and make the five aggregates empty. But if Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo wake up and realize that I am not myself, I wonder how they will feel!"

The old monk had turned around and was concentrating on striking, but he couldn't help but glance at Feng Yi.

There were many Buddhist monks present, and they all knew that the Six Consciousnesses is a Buddhist term referring to the six major senses: eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind.

Xiao Feng's heart moved slightly, as if he understood the meaning, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt confused and suspicious, so he asked: "Brother Feng, what do you mean by this?"

Feng Yi said calmly: "Just wait and see, you will know soon."

Gradually, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo began to twitch all over their bodies, and their breathing became louder and heavier, like wild bulls. Xiao Yuanshan's face became redder and redder, as if there was a ball of fire inside him, and Murong Bo's face was green and glowing, like black ice, extremely scary.

Suddenly, the old monk shouted, "Hey! Hold your hands together, breathe in harmony, use yin to help yang, and use yang to transform yin. The ambitions of kings and hegemons, the bloody sea and deep hatred, will all return to dust and disappear into thin air!"

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's hands were originally clasped together, but when they heard the old monk's shout, they couldn't help but tighten their hands, and the internal energy in each of them rushed to each other, blending together and making up for the deficiency with the surplus. The two men's faces gradually turned from red to blue and turned pale.

After a while, their faces returned to normal, they opened their eyes at the same time and smiled at each other.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu each saw their father open his eyes and smile. They felt indescribable joy and were both shocked.

Everyone was also very surprised, because at this moment Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo not only looked normal, but also had a peaceful and comfortable look between their eyebrows. They no longer had the previous rebellious and cunning temperament, as if they were reborn.

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo stood up hand in hand and knelt down in front of the old monk.

Everyone was startled again, looking at each other, and they all had the same thought in their minds: It is as expected.

The old monk closed his eyes slightly, calmly and confidently, and said: "You two have gone through life and death, and death and life again. Is there anything in your heart that you can't let go of? If you had died just now, would you still have any thoughts of restoring Dayan and avenging your wives?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "I have spent thirty years in the Shaolin Temple without any compassion as a Buddhist disciple. I beg the master to accept me as a disciple."

Everyone was shocked and even more terrified, because everything Feng Yi said in the Sutra Library came true.

Xiao Feng also showed surprise and asked in a low voice: "Dad, what did you say?"

Xiao Yuanshan ignored him.

The old monk asked, "Don't you want to avenge your wife's murder?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "I have killed hundreds of people in my life. If the relatives of the people I killed come to seek revenge on me, I will not be satisfied even if I die a hundred times."

The old monk turned to Murong Bo and asked, "What about you?"

Murong Bo smiled slightly and said, "The common people are like dust, and the emperor is also like dust. If Great Yan is not restored, it will be empty, and if it is restored, it will also be empty."

Murong Fu felt dizzy and his lips trembled. As expected, his father did not restore the country.

The old monk laughed and said, "Great enlightenment! Good, good!"

Murong Bo said: "Master, please accept me as your disciple and give me more guidance."

The old monk said, "If you want to become monks, you must ask the masters in Shaolin Temple to ordain you. I have a few words for you to hear."

Ah Zi suddenly asked, "Old Murong, you are not going to restore the country, where is your son?"

Murong Bo shook his head and said, "It's all just a dream, a bubble, and a false illusion!"

Murong Fu's face turned even paler.

Ah Zi asked Xiao Yuanshan again: "Mr. Xiao, are you going to kill people again?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "Sweeping the floor may kill ants, how can you kill them?"

Everyone knew about the two's previous deeds, but to see with their own eyes that two martial arts demons turned into great monks was simply too outrageous.

Feng Yi laughed and said, "What a great enlightenment, everything is empty.

As the saying goes, it is easy to save people, but difficult to get rid of the inner demons. Master, your method is really brilliant, and I admire you very much. "

The old monk sighed quietly, "The two laymen have attained enlightenment and have escaped from the sea of ​​suffering. Aren't you happy for them?"

Feng Yi snorted, "You said they were enlightened, but it would be better to say they were forcibly converted. This is more honest!"

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"How do you know this is forced conversion?" asked the old monk.

"Do you think I don't know?" Feng Yi said with a smile: "Humans have six senses: eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind. In Buddhism, they are called six consciousnesses. When a person dies, the six consciousnesses will be destroyed. But it is extremely difficult to make the human body immortal and the six consciousnesses useless.

So you first stir up their minds, make them fall into fear, and then beat them into a state of paralysis. They are blind and deaf, and have lost all senses, but their body touch and mind thoughts have not been eliminated, and they will wake up at the slightest stimulation.

It seems that you are leading the two of them to circulate their blood, but in fact you are deliberately using Brother Xiao's palm wind and your own power to create the sound of fake whistling wind to induce illusions in their hearts.

At this time, you strike their acupoints with your palms, which is actually using your magical power to seal their body and mind. Your spiritual thoughts penetrate into their hearts, causing a scene of separation of soul and flesh. They are unaware of their own existence and thus fall into an endless illusion.

At that time, they could not see, could not hear, could not speak, and all they felt in their hearts was endless pain and emptiness.

The true Qi in the bodies of the two people is no longer under their own control, and you then shout loudly with your magical powers, like a sudden enlightenment, which attracts the true Qi of the two people and injects it into each other's bodies continuously. The two of them use four palms, coming and going, transforming yang into yin, and using yin to help yang, forming a cycle in itself.

In this process, all the pain, emptiness, joy and satisfaction seemed to be pulled out of the body, and the soul seemed to be free from the body, making the two of them feel full of satisfaction both physically and mentally.

This kind of tranquility, peace, thoughtless and dreamless state of emptiness was something they had never experienced before.

Gradually, their original consciousness disappeared, their minds were empty, and they woke up from their suspended death.

Naturally, there is no more Xiao Yuanshan who kills like crazy, and Murong Bo who is determined to restore his country. There is only the great monk who has attained enlightenment."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked. No wonder the two of them immediately became great monks who had attained the state of emptiness of all five aggregates. The implication was that the old monk had deceived the two of them.

Xiao Feng's face changed drastically, and he shouted, "Brother Feng, is he still my father?"

Feng Yi smiled slightly: "He is your father, and he is not your father. It depends on what you think."

He felt that the Sweeping Monk's method was just like that of some drug addicts in his previous life who got high and fell into their own fantasies.

In a word, in a carefully woven dream, there is nothing, yet there is everything.

Because in one’s life, no matter what kind of desire one has, it is all for psychological satisfaction.

As long as you have this feeling, nothing else matters.

Even if I wake up and know the truth, I will still look forward to the next time, and it will be just as exciting and I will never get tired of it.

As a result, the person is still the same person, but the thoughts, ideas and personality of the person who is enjoying it are no longer the same as those of the sober person.

"Layman, that's amazing!" The old monk laughed, "But you forgot that death is not the only thing that is false. The world, the sun and the moon, all living beings, and you and me, which one is real? The mind is the Buddha, and the Buddha is the mind. The mind knows the Buddha, and knowing the Buddha knows the mind. Without the mind, there is no Buddha, and without the Buddha, there is no mind. Color is emptiness, and emptiness is color. Even if there is no color, it is not a color! True or false, false or true. As long as you can know yourself and restore your true self, why bother to take it to heart?"

Feng Yi said calmly: "Then may I ask, Master, what are their original natures like?"

The old monk said, "Laymen, do you know that our Shaolin Temple has been built for hundreds of years. Throughout history, only the founder Bodhidharma has mastered all the unique skills. Since then, no other monk has been able to master all kinds of martial arts. Why is that? The book of the 72 unique skills has always been in this pavilion, and it has never been forbidden for disciples to read it. What's the reason?"

Feng Yi smiled and said, “In life, the six senses have to face various temptations. The eyes can see beauty, the nose can smell wonderful fragrance, the ears can hear wonderful music, and the mouth can taste delicious food.

In particular, the greater the ability and the higher the status of a person, the greater the temptation he will face. Those who can resist and overcome it are true saints and virtuous people. This is the "true nature" that you Buddhists pursue.

The secret book is there, and one cannot help but flip through it, which helps people to know themselves, just like the Confucian "I examine myself three times a day" and the Taoist "Concentrate the mind and reflect within". These are the only ways for the three religions to resist the temptation of external things, restrain desires, and thus know themselves. "

Seeing that he was young and knowledgeable, everyone nodded in approval.

Feng Yi stayed with Huang Shang for more than a year. They mostly studied Taoist scriptures and Buddhism. Huang Shang was the top scholar and naturally a great Confucianist. The three of them practiced together, and Feng Yi was influenced by them. When it came to Taoism, he was not inferior to anyone else.

The old monk nodded and said, "The layman has indeed hit the nail on the head. Each of the 72 unique skills of our temple can injure a person's vital points and take his life. They are fierce and cruel, and they are very harmful to the harmony of nature. However, the martial arts of our temple were all created by great monks. No matter how fierce the moves are, the purpose of the Dharma is to seek compassion, so they can control people without hurting them.

Therefore, when practicing each unique skill, one must have the corresponding compassionate Buddhist teachings to resolve it. This is just as the layman said, everything comes from the mind.

Only when the mind and spirit are in harmony, can the body and mind be united, and can people who practice martial arts truly master a martial art to the point where they can use their mind and strength to do whatever they want.

This principle is not known to all monks in this temple. As one's martial arts skills become more advanced, his understanding of Zen principles will naturally be hindered. In my Shaolin School, this is called "martial arts obstacle", which is the same as the "knowledge obstacle" of other sects.

If you are not well-educated and knowledgeable, and do nothing but achieve everything, you would not be able to reach your current level. "

"What a great way to do nothing and yet achieve everything." Feng Yi said with a smile: "Buddhism believes that the four elements are empty, but in my heart, I prefer Taoism.

As the saying goes, everything I lose is not mine. Everything I seek is trapped by it. All things are for my use, but none of them belong to me. A gentleman uses things but is not used by them. He enjoys things but is not addicted to them. He loves things but is not trapped by them. This is how things are not controlled by things. "

The old monk nodded: "The great way is simple, tolerance leads to greatness, lack of desire leads to strength, and inaction leads to everything!

If a layman realizes this, how can he return home with satisfaction?

This old monk would like to ask for advice, is your master Xiaoyaozi? "

Feng Yi shook his head: "I have heard of Xiaoyaozi, but I have never seen him. However, what I learned was taught by a martial arts master who is proficient in the three religions. If you have a chance, you can meet him."

The old monk smiled and said, "It is my honor."

He looked around and said, “Buddhism seeks to save the world, while martial arts seek to kill. The two are in opposite directions and restrain each other.

Therefore, when practicing the martial arts of this temple, the more compassionate one's thoughts are, the more martial arts skills one can practice. However, the great monks who have reached such a level of cultivation do not bother to learn various powerful methods of killing people.

The reason why Mahalakshatra is in great trouble is that you are well versed in Buddhist principles and have unparalleled eloquence, but you lack the thoughts of compassion, charity, and saving all living beings in your heart, so you cannot eliminate the hostility you have gained from practicing these superior martial arts, and you have also practiced the Xiaoyao Sect's Xiaowuxiang Gong.

This skill is called Wuxiang, which means to follow the situation. Ming Wang's Buddhist knowledge is not enough, and the hidden dangers of practicing Buddhist martial arts have penetrated into your bones. You also practice Taoist martial arts, so naturally the deeper your skills are, the greater the dangers will be. "

Jiumozhi sneered and said, "Master, do you also want to save me?"

Suddenly, someone said, "Ming Wang, you are a Buddhist monk, but you are obsessed with fist and foot kung fu, and ignore the karma brought by the sharp and cruel skills that hurt people's vital points. Therefore, the deeper you study, the less you understand about Zen. Today, you have this disaster, so you should not fight with others, but listen to the master's teachings!"

All the monks nodded in unison, and when they turned around, they saw that it was Duan Yu. He had deep internal strength, exquisite Qinggong, and was well versed in Buddhism. He knew what the old monk meant just by hearing his words from a distance.

Jiumozhi was bluffing when he heard the old monk's words, but he also thought that he had practiced Shaolin's unique skills for a long time, and he should have made further progress after learning Xiao Wuxiang Gong recently. But he heard the old monk say that he had reversed the order and was in great danger. However, Jiumozhi was proud of his genius and did not listen to these words.

Just hearing this kid Duan Yu talking nonsense here, the monks all acted convinced and amazed, as if their Buddhist teachings were not enough and could not compare to a yellow-haired kid. This was intolerable, they became furious and swung a flaming knife at Duan Yu.

"Be careful!" Xiao Feng shouted.

Feng Yi struck out with his palm, and the palm wind pushed Duan Yu out, and the old monk flicked his sleeves, and Jiumozhi was pushed several feet away.

This scene shocked everyone, and they all believed that the Sweeping Monk had shown mercy to Xiao Feng's men.

The old monk could push Jiumozhi several feet away with a flick of his sleeve, and could not repel Xiao Feng with his palm? Obviously, this was not true.

Feng Yi thought to himself, "This old fellow is really that powerful. It looks like he's going to be defeated. If I had known this, I wouldn't have taken Qiao Feng's blow."

Jiumozhi originally wanted to watch him fight with Feng Yi, but in front of so many people, he was blown away by someone's sleeve. This person was too embarrassed, so he could only run away.

The speed at which he ran and the level of his martial arts skills were truly astonishing.

The old monk seemed to have done something insignificant, and continued, "Of course, there are people in this temple who are not good enough in Buddhist practice but force themselves to learn advanced martial arts. However, if they continue to practice, they will either go astray or suffer from internal injuries that are difficult to heal.

"Master Xuancheng of our temple had extraordinary martial arts skills, and all the senior monks in the past 200 years had recognized him as the best martial artist in our temple. But overnight, his tendons and veins suddenly broke, and he became a cripple. That was the reason."

Xuan Yin and Xuan Sheng knelt down at the same time and said, "Master, is there any way to save Senior Brother Xuan Cheng?"

The old monk shook his head and said, "It's too late. He can't be saved. When Master Xuancheng came to the Sutra Library to pick up martial arts books, I reminded him three times, but he was still stubborn. Now that his tendons are broken, how can they be connected again? In fact, the five aggregates are empty. His body was injured and he could no longer practice martial arts. He practiced Buddhism diligently and was enlightened. It was a blessing in disguise. The two masters' vision is not as good as Master Xuancheng's."

Xuan Yin and Xuan Sheng said in unison: "Yes. Thank you for your guidance."

The old monk said, "I am at the service of the masters in Shaolin Temple. How can I accept your great honor?"

He was so focused on his work that he didn't even raise his hand or wave his sleeves. Xuan Yin and Xuan Sheng only felt a gentle force gently lifting their arms, and they stood up involuntarily. They were all amazed, thinking that he was able to use his magical power like this with his whole mind and strength.

Could it be that this old monk is really the incarnation of a bodhisattva? Otherwise, how could he have such great magical powers and boundless Buddhist teachings? Feng Yi's mind was also turning around. Should he back down or go ahead? Suddenly, his ears trembled slightly, his eyes turned, and he had an idea. He smiled and said, "Master, whether it is the emptiness of the five aggregates, or knowing oneself and returning to one's true self, if it is the same as abandoning the past, I think it is a matter of consideration. For example, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo can have a great enlightenment and convert to Buddhism, but can the blood debt they have committed really be written off? Are the victims guilty, or do they really put down their butcher knives and become Buddhas on the spot? If becoming a Buddha is so easy, I'm afraid there are too many Buddhas!"

You should know that many criminals in ancient and modern times have sought refuge in Buddhism. Once these people become monks, they are no longer worldly people. They just need to stop doing evil, and the government and the underworld will no longer pursue them. Feng Yi disagrees with this.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard and a group of people rushed over. They turned out to be the heroes of the martial arts world who followed Xuan Ji, the Beggar Gang and others into the temple.

The old monk turned a blind eye and said with a smile: "Have you never made a mistake in your life? Everyone makes mistakes, but it is the greatest virtue to correct them."

Feng Yi smiled and said, "Of course I made mistakes, but I know that some mistakes cannot be resolved by simply becoming a monk. Repaying kindness with kindness and revenge with revenge is the way that applies to everyone."

He clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment. He may not necessarily seek revenge on his enemies, but he will repay those who have done him a favor with gratitude. This is like the Buddhist belief that the four elements are empty, which is extremely inconsistent with his philosophy.

Suddenly someone said, "That's right! Could it be that Xiao Yuanshan killed so many people, and he can wash away his sins by joining Shaolin Temple? Could it be that this Buddhist temple is the refuge of the murderer?"

Everyone looked over and saw You Tanzhi walking slowly towards them with a frosty face.

Xiao Feng said coldly: "You want revenge, Xiao..." But he heard Xiao Yuanshan say: "Feng'er, retreat!"

He stood up, walked towards You Tanzhi, clasped his hands and bowed: "Mr. You, it is only natural for you to avenge your family. Xiao Yuanshan has committed serious crimes, and the reason he lives in shame is because he has an undying hatred in his heart. Now that our earthly ties are over, you can kill him or chop him up, it's all up to you."

You Tanzhi was completely stunned by this, and he hesitated and asked, "What do you mean?"

He had deep internal strength, and heard from afar that Xiao Yuanshan had converted to Buddhism. After listening to Feng Yi's words, he knew that he could not beat him, so he thought that he could wait a few more years. But once Xiao Yuanshan became a monk, how would he avenge himself in the future? After all, he was also a famous martial artist, and he knew that he could not seek revenge on a monk. Unexpectedly, the other party actually stood up and accepted death, which made him a little overwhelmed!

Feng Yi sneered: "You are such a useless piece of shit. You don't even dare to kill your enemy when he asks you to?"

Xiao Yuanshan smiled and said, "Feng'er, Master You killed me, you must not seek revenge afterwards and add to my sins!"

Xiao Feng hesitated to speak.

You Tanzhi still had a childish look on his face, but now he looked cold and cruel, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said coldly: "I am avenging my family. Even if you don't fight back, I will kill you!"

A palm slapped towards Xiao Yuanshan's forehead, and the palm wind was faintly visible, which was very shocking.

Just as Xiao Feng was about to strike out with his palm, a green shadow suddenly flashed and a loud bang was heard.

(End of this chapter)