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"Master, who is this person from Shaolin? Why do you want to save this shameless villain?" Qiao Feng said in a deep voice.

"Amitabha, may I ask which of my Shaolin predecessors are you?" At this time, Xuan Ji, Xuan Nan and others also came down from the high platform, crossed the crowd, and came not far from Qiao Feng and the old monk.

"Amitabha, I have lived in the Sutra Library for decades, and I am just an ordinary monk who cleans the Sutra Library." The old monk said.

Everyone was a little unconvinced, only Xuan Ji and a few others looked at each other. It seemed that there was such a person in the Sutra Library in their memory, but they had never taken him seriously in their daily lives, but they did not expect that he was actually a top master.

"Amitabha, Master, we are neglectful." Xuan Ji said.

The old monk shook his head and said to Murong Bo who was still on the ground.

"Alas, Mr. Murong, do you feel severe pain in the three acupoints of Yangbai, Lianquan and Fengfu every morning, noon and night?"

Murong Bo heard this, but his expression changed drastically, and then said.

"You...how did you know?" Murong Bo was shocked. This was his secret. He had suffered such inhuman pain for many years. If it were not for the belief of restoring Dayan, he would have chosen to commit suicide long ago.

"Alas, for the past thirty years, you have been in and out of the Sutra Library. Every time you find a Shaolin unique skill, you leave happily. I remember that when you first came, you took away a copy of the Duoluo Leaf Finger, and another donor came two months after you. He took away the Great Compassion Palm. Later, the Tibetan national teacher Jiumozhi also came. Every time I would put some Buddhist scriptures in a conspicuous place for you to take, but it's a pity that you ignored them."

"Little do you know that my Shaolin unique skills need to be accompanied by Buddhism to practice, otherwise you can only cultivate evil spirits, and the overbearing evil spirits will damage the body. This is why Shaolin has occasionally had monks go astray for many years. If the Buddhist practice is not enough, forcing the practice of unique skills will only be counterproductive."

"Amitabha." Xuan Ji and others chanted the Buddha's name. He believed the old monk's words without a doubt.

"Master, please save my father." Murong Fu knelt down hurriedly.

"Humph, your father will definitely die today, no one can save him." Qiao Feng said angrily.

"Amitabha, when will the revenge end, Mr. Qiao, please forgive him." The old monk said.

"When will the revenge end? Of course, it's okay, isn't it enough for the person to die." At this time, Su Yu walked down from the top of the flagpole, formally walked down, step by step in the air, and said as he walked.

The people around couldn't help but feel awe when they saw this incredible light skill. After Su Yu came down, everyone saluted slightly and then stepped back to make way.

"The Yangtze River's waves behind push the waves in front. I didn't expect that after decades, a great master like Mr. Qiao would appear in the world. It's really amazing." The old monk looked at Su Yu and said.

Su Yu didn't care that the other party looked down on him and only regarded himself as a great master, but said.

"You didn't show up when Xuanci died, but now you show up when Murong Bo is in trouble. Master, no, maybe I should call you Murong Longcheng." Su Yu's words were earth-shattering.

The old monk paused. He looked at Su Yu in disbelief.

"What? Murong Longcheng?"

"Murong Longcheng?"

"That's not a person from more than a hundred years ago, how could it be possible."

Everyone present was shocked.

Murong Bo and Murong Fu also showed incredible expressions. The old monk in front of them turned out to be their ancestor.

"Emperor, Murong Longcheng is a person from the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. This master..." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but interrupt.

"The grandmaster can live for three hundred years. What's so strange about him being able to live until now?" Su Yu said.

"Wow..." Many people in the martial arts world knew this secret for the first time. It turned out that the grandmaster was so long-lived.

"Back then, the situation was chaotic. Zhao Kuangyin, Duan Siping and others took advantage of the situation to establish their own country. You, Murong Longcheng, also wanted to follow their example and raise an army to establish your country. However, you failed in the end. So you came to Shaolin to steal the scriptures to complete your Murong family's unique skill of giving back in return. I didn't expect that you were influenced by Shaolin Buddhism and stayed in Shaolin. You have lived there for more than a hundred years. I admire you for this." Su Yu said.

"Amitabha, you really made me unable to see through you. You actually knew my identity." The old monk, no, Murong Longcheng smiled bitterly.

"Everything in the world is like a mirror flower and a moon in the water. When I was young, I ran around to restore my country, but in the end I ended up with nothing. I was disheartened and could only stay in Shaolin to spend the rest of my life."

"Amitabha, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless and it is time to turn back." Xuan Ji and others chanted.

All the people in the martial arts world around were already very excited at this time. They never expected that after the development of the matter, they actually knew so many secrets of the martial arts world, and a great master who lived for one or two hundred years appeared.

"Murong Bo must die, and this Murong Fu disguised himself to join Xixia in order to restore the country, condoned the Taihu bandits to harm the people, and his hands were stained with the blood of many innocent people, but considering that he was implanted with the heart demon of restoring the country since he was a child, he will only be crippled from martial arts, and he will never step out of Yanziwu from now on." Su Yu said.

"Yes, Emperor." Qiao Feng responded quickly, and then raised his hands to perform magic.

"Wait." Murong Longcheng stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Master, whether you are Murong Longcheng or a monk, Murong Bo must die today. The emperor has mercifully left a bloodline for your Murong family. What else do you want?" Qiao Feng said angrily.

But Murong Longcheng did not speak, but put his hands together to block Murong Fu and his son.

"Humph, hypocrisy." Su Yu said.

Then Su Yu said to the people around him.

"Everyone step back, let me see what Master Murong has learned in Shaolin Temple for more than a hundred years."

"Hua La La..." Everyone present immediately scattered away. When the great masters fight, getting close is seeking death. This also applies to Qiao Feng and his companions.

"Amitabha." Murong Longcheng's expression became solemn. Then the true energy in his body began to condense, and then a three-meter-tall Buddha phantom appeared behind him, and the sound of chanting was faintly heard by everyone.

"Amitabha." The monks of Shaolin Temple all knelt down when they saw this miracle.

"Oh my God, is that the Buddha?"

"The true energy takes shape, this is really a great master."

"Brother, how do you think these two compare to the Marquis?" Shangguan Haitang asked in shock.

"I don't know, and I haven't seen the Marquis fight with all his strength." Duan said.

"Blind man, it's a pity that you can't see it. That is the Buddha's phantom, so domineering." Lu Xiaofeng said excitedly.

"Very good, it seems that you have a deep understanding of Buddhism, and perhaps you will be a figure like Bodhidharma in the future."

"In that case, I will give you a chance, one sword, you just need to catch my sword, and I will spare Murong Bo's life." Su Yu said.

Everyone present was stunned when they heard this, and they all felt that Su Yu was a little too arrogant. As a fellow grandmaster, this was just one move, and the other party should have no problem taking it.

Even Qiao Feng and the others thought so.

"Hmph, Brother Qiao, what are you looking at? Brother Emperor is not as simple as you think." Ah Qing pouted and said. As a figure summoned by Su Yu, Ah Qing naturally knew the true strength of the master. That was a land immortal, not a grandmaster as others thought.

"..."Qiao Feng and the others were embarrassed.

"Amitabha..." The huge Buddhist chanting sounded all around.

Su Yu raised his right hand, and the free and easy sword appeared in his hand. Then he shook his hand, and the sword came out of the sheath, and the sheath flew to Ah Qing, and the little girl quickly caught it.

"Sword..." Ximen Chuxue's eyes lit up, and his whole body trembled. Grandmaster, this is the sword art of the Grandmaster level.

"Two sleeves of green snakes." Su Yu said softly. Then a sword energy came out from the sword and flew towards Murong Longcheng. The sword energy turned into two green snakes in the air. The green snake phantoms entangled vividly and flew towards Murong Longcheng.

"Fighting Stars Shift" Murong Longcheng saw that he could not borrow it, and immediately performed the Murong family's Fighting Stars Shift, trying to transfer the two flying sword energies.

He opened his hands, and then his body rotated, and the Buddha's light shone brightly. It seemed that stars appeared around his body and rotated, which was dazzling.

"Boom..." Two green snake sword energies attacked and collided with the protective true qi emitted from Murong Longcheng's body, and the strange phenomenon around Murong Longcheng was immediately broken. Fighting Stars Shift was useless. The Buddha's phantom suddenly dissipated, and the whole person flew out.

"Humph, nothing more than that." Su Yu snorted coldly.

There was silence all around. Murong Longcheng, who was also a grandmaster, couldn't even take Su Yu's move.

"Qiao Feng." Su Yu said.

"Yes." Qiao Feng replied.

Then Qiao Feng flashed to Murong Fu's side, but found that Murong Bo had cut off his heart. Only Murong Fu looked at Su Yu with a dull face, and he didn't even react to his coming. Qiao Feng looked carefully and saw that he was drooling and his eyes were distracted. He was already scared by Su Yu's sword and the whole person had become demented.

"Humph, you got it, old dog." Qiao Feng said, and pointed at Murong Fu's Dantian, abolishing his martial arts.

"Shaolin will be closed for ten years from today. Recite the scriptures well to atone for your abbot's sins." At this time, Su Yu said to Xuan Ji, Xuan Nan and others.

"Amitabha, obey your order." Xuan Ji and others said.

"Go back to Taihu Lake." Su Yu said to Qiao Feng and others, and then threw the sword in his hand to Ah Qing.

"This is for you. I'll go first." Su Yu flew away, leaving behind the people who were still in shock.

"Hahaha, let's go." Qiao Feng felt relieved after getting his revenge, and his mind became clear. His cultivation reached the late Grandmaster stage.

"Wow..."

After Qiao Feng and his companions left, everyone was in an uproar. The scene was filled with noise. Everything that happened today was enough to make them unforgettable.

"Master, Master." Xuan Ji, Xuan Nan and others quickly came to Murong Longcheng and helped him up.

"Master just fainted. Let's go back to the mountain. Junior brothers, take people to stay and deal with the mountain closure." Xuan Ji said, picked up the unconscious Murong Longcheng and left the scene quickly.