One Punch Man’s Unlimited Luck

The heroes first heard Xiao Yuanshan say that Ye Erniang's wife is a "highly educated monk", and now they heard Ye Erniang say that he has a great reputation in the martial arts world and a very high status. A very senior monk? Everyone couldn't help looking at the old monks with fluttering white beards in Shaolin Temple.

In particular, there have long been rumors in the Jianghu that Xuanci and Ye Erniang had an affair, but this rumor was once vetoed by Shaolin. But in today's scene, someone recalled this rumor again.

Suddenly I heard Abbot Xuanci say: "It's good, it's good! If you create karma, you will have karma. Er Niang, there is no need to hide the past!"

As soon as this remark came out, the group of monks and all the heroes roared in unison. The astonishment, horror, contempt, anger, fear, and pity on everyone's faces are all kinds of colors, which are really indescribable. Abbot Xuanci is highly respected and respected by everyone in the martial arts world, who would have thought that he would do such a thing?

Especially this matter was once vetoed by Shaolin. In this way, it is tantamount to Shaolin Temple slapping itself in the mouth, destroying its reputation for hundreds of years.

After a long time, the commotion gradually stopped.

Xuan Ci spoke slowly, his voice was still calm and calm, as usual: "Old benefactor Xiao, you and your son have been separated for more than thirty years, and you have not seen each other, but you knew that his martial arts is advanced, his reputation has risen, and he has become a first-class man in the world. He is a hero, and I will be comforted in my heart. My son does not know whether he is alive or dead, so he is worried about it day and night."

Ye Erniang cried: "You...you don't have to say it, then... then what should I do? What should I do?"

Xuanci said softly: "Er Niang, since you have already done bad karma, it is useless to regret it, and it is also useless to hide it. These years, you have suffered a lot!"

Ye Erniang cried, "I'm not suffering! If you have suffering that you can't tell, that's the real suffering."

Xuanci shook his head slowly, and said to Xiao Yuanshan: "Old Benefactor Xiao, I made a big mistake in the battle outside the Yanmen Pass. The brothers from my family forgave this matter for me, and they died one by one. If I die today, it will be too late. "

"Now it's interesting." Xingtao watched this scene with a smile, and he looked forward to what would happen next. In the original book, there was a Murong Bo who took the blame for Xuanci, now that Murong Bo is flourishing in the Liao Kingdom, Xuanci didn't know that Murong Bo was still alive, and thought he still died of guilt.

"Hmph, blood debt is paid in blood!" Xiao Yuanshan said with a murderous look on his face. Then he looked at Xing Tao and said, "Sect Master Yan won't meddle in our personal grievances, right?"

"Killing to pay for one's life and debts to pay back money have been the truth since ancient times. Xiao Yuanshan, if you want to take revenge, just do it, and I guarantee that no one will interfere with you." Xing Tao said lightly, "But let me tell you the truth, today. Even if you kill Xuanci, you will inevitably die yourself."

"Haha, I, Xiao Yuanshan, have lived enough in this life long ago!! I deserved to die thirty years ago!!" Xiao Yuanshan laughed in vain, "Xuanci, take your life!" As he said, he suddenly flew towards Xuanci go.

"Xiao Yuanshan, don't try to be fierce!" Many monks from the Shaolin sect next to him wanted to attack one by one. But at this moment——

"call out!"

Xing Tao's figure flickered, and he arrived first, and quickly caught all the monks in Shaolin Temple who were attacking.

On the other side, Xiao Yuanshan's powerful and heavy palm directly hit Xuanci's chest. Xuanci's martial arts were originally inferior to Xiao Yuanshan's, and adding that he was injured by Xingtao's palm before, the gap was even more obvious. Now he was hit by Xiao Yuanshan's palm and died instantly.

After killing Xuanci, Xiao Yuanshan let out a long laugh in vain, jumped up and rushed up the mountain. Although he had his vengeance avenged, he didn't want to just sit and wait for death.

"Xiao Yuanshan, I told you that you must die, and you will never escape today!" Xing Tao's figure flashed, and he followed directly. Both of them have reached the pinnacle of martial arts, and they have gone a long way in the blink of an eye. The heroes only saw a gray shadow and a black shadow, which disappeared between the yellow walls and green tiles of Shaolin Temple in an instant.

Xiao Yuanshan and Xingtao, one in front of the other, walked along a forest path towards the northwest, turned a few turns, suddenly opened up in front of their eyes, and could only hear the murmur of water. There is a plaque with the words "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" written on it.

And just at the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Xingtao caught up with Xiao Yuanshan.

"Xiao Yuanshan, I told you, you can't run away." Xing Tao said while looking at Xiao Yuanshan who was panting.

This section is from the front mountain of Shaolin Temple to the back mountain, although this distance is not long, but under Xing Tao's oppression, Xiao Yuanshan fled like desperately, even his body was exhausted. At this moment, let alone fighting Xing Tao, even a monk of the Xuan family from Shaolin Temple can kill him easily.

"Governor Yan's martial arts are indeed martial arts...martial arts are world-class!!" Xiao Yuanshan panted and said, "But it is absolutely impossible for me, Xiao Yuanshan, to be captured without a fight!!" Now Xiao Yuanshan has avenged himself. The second obsession is the whereabouts of his son Xiao Feng.

At this time, an old voice in the Sutra Pavilion said: "It's good, it's good! The important place of Buddhism, Layman Yan, don't make any murderous plans."

The sound of the Buddha's name was like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning exploding in Xiao Yuanshan's ears, which made his blood surge and his true energy rush wildly.

Xiao Yuanshan immediately focused his attention and looked around vigilantly.

"Old monk, I knew you were here a long time ago. I came to Shaolin to see you, so why don't you come out!" Xingtao said lightly, "Now I, Yan Nantian, is the supreme martial artist, and you Shaolin Temple also wants to enshrine you." I give orders. You, an old monk, dare to stop me?"

"Amitabha. I don't know how Lord Yan got to know the old monk. The old monk is nothing but a sweeping monk!"

At this moment, an old monk in gray clothes with white beard and eyebrows slowly walked out from the Sutra-Depository Pavilion, holding a broom in his hand like an old man, slowly sweeping the broom step by step, cleaning up the non-existent dirt on the ground. dust.

Chapter 123 The Sweeping Monk

Although the old monk seemed to be dying, Xiao Yuanshan looked at him as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Sure enough, what the gray-clothed old monk said made Xiao Yuanshan's face change.

"I don't know if it was forty-two years or forty-three years when I was sweeping the floor of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion. When this old layman Xiao first came to see the scriptures at night, I had been sweeping the floor for more than ten years."

Xiao Yuanshan was very surprised, he thought that he came to Shaolin Temple to secretly study martial arts, none of the monks in the temple knew about it, how could this old monk know about it? Most likely he just heard his own words outside the temple, so he babbled nonsense here, saying: "Why have I never seen you?"

"Layman Xiao concentrates on the classics of martial arts, and has no other distractions. I remember that the first night the layman came to the pavilion to borrow a copy of "The Finger Book of Wuxiang Jie". Alas! Since that night, the layman has been involved Mo Dao, what a pity, what a pity!"

Xiao Yuanshan's surprise was really no small matter, he sneaked into the Buddhist scriptures pavilion on the first night and found a copy of "The Spectrum of Wuxiang Tribulation", knowing that it was one of the seventy-two unique skills of the Shaolin School, he was overjoyed at the time, except for himself Besides, no one else knew about it. Could it be that the old monk was there to witness it with his own eyes? All of a sudden: "You...you...you..."

"The layman came to borrow the pavilion for the second time. It was "Prajna Palm Method". One "Lotus Sutra" and one "Miscellaneous Agama Sutra". I only hope that the layman can borrow it and study it. Unexpectedly, the layman is obsessed with martial arts, but he ignores the authentic Buddhism. He put these two scriptures aside and found A volume of "The Way of the Magic Wand", but he left with joy and encouragement. Sigh, I am addicted to the sea of ​​suffering, and I don't know when I will be able to turn back?"

Listening to him casually, Xiao Yuanshan said that what he did in Kuiye thirty years ago in the Sutra Pavilion was absolutely correct. Gradually, he turned from shock to fear, from fear to fear, cold sweat broke out on his back, his heart almost Also stopped beating.

The old monk said: "The martial arts of this school were passed down from the ancestor Bodhidharma. Buddhist disciples learn martial arts to strengthen their bodies and protect their Dharma against demons. When practicing any martial arts, they should always have compassion and benevolence in their hearts. If they don't learn from Buddhism As a basis, when you practice martial arts, you will definitely hurt yourself. The deeper you practice kung fu, the more serious your injuries will be. If what you practice is just outside kung fu of punching, kicking, and hidden weapons, that's fine, it will be harmful to yourself. Very little, as long as the body is strong, you can resist it..."

"However, if you practice the superior martial arts of our school, such as Nianhuazhi, Duoluoyezhi, Prajna Palm, etc., if you don't use compassion and Buddhism to reconcile and resolve it every day, the hostility will go deep into the viscera, and it will sink deeper and deeper, than any external The poison is a hundred times more powerful. Dalun Mingwang was originally a disciple of my Buddhist school. He studied Buddhism intensively, memorized and discerned, and is unparalleled in this world. It will never be able to dispel the hostility generated when practicing these superior martial arts."

"There are seventy-two unique skills in this temple, each of which can injure people's vital organs and kill people. They are fierce and ruthless, and they are great for harmony. Therefore, each unique skill must be resolved by the corresponding compassionate Dharma. The truth is not well known to all the monks in this temple, but after one person has practiced four or five unique skills, his comprehension of Zen principles will naturally be hindered. In my Shaolin school, it is called "martial arts obstacle", which is different from others The principle of "obstacles of knowledge and vision" of sectarian schools is the same. It should be known that Buddhism seeks to save the world, and martial arts seeks to kill. An eminent monk whose cultivation has reached such a level doesn't bother to learn all kinds of powerful methods of killing people."

Then the sweeping monk sighed softly, and said to Xiao Yuanshan: "Lady Xiao, do you feel a dull pain in the two acupoints 'Liangmen' and 'Taiyi' on your lower abdomen recently?"

Xiao Yuanshan shuddered, and said: "The divine monk clearly sees it, it is exactly like this."

The old monk said again: "Your insensitivity on the 'Guanyuan point', how about it recently?"

Xiao Yuanshan was even more surprised, and said in a trembling voice: "Ten years ago, this numbness was only as big as a little finger, but now... now it is almost as big as the mouth of a teacup."

After questioning Xiao Yuanshan, the old monk slowly turned his head and looked at Xingtao, his face was greatly surprised, and he sighed: "Benefactor Yan, you are amazing! You are amazing!"

"Oh!?" Xing Tao frowned, "Can you see my kung fu?"

The floor-sweeping monk sighed: "I didn't expect that the benefactor could practice the "Yi Jin Jing" that no one in this temple has been able to practice for hundreds of years, and on this basis, the integration of Buddhism and Taoism has reached the state of yin and yang rotation, hardness and softness. Not only that, but Master Yan, you have gone one step further. I am afraid that even the Patriarch Bodhidharma of this temple may not be able to match your martial arts cultivation!!"

"You can actually see that my foundation is "Yi Jin Jing"!" Xing Tao was very surprised. The foundation of his internal strength is the "Yi Jin Jing", which cannot be changed. Even if he has experienced several epiphanies and changed the attributes of true energy, this foundation remains unchanged, and there is still the shadow of Yi Jin Jing in it. .

"Old monk, even if you can see my background, do you think you can stop me if I want to kill Xiao Yuanshan?" Xing Tao laughed.

"The old monk encourages you to try it!" The sweeping monk said seriously.

"Just right, I also want to test your skills!" Xing Tao said, flicking his sleeves suddenly. Immediately, the gust of wind howled and the momentum surged, and an invisible wall of air rushed directly towards the sweeping monk pole.

The sweeping monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha Buddha, the good land of Buddhism, Lord Yan, don't act rashly and be ignorant."

As long as he put his palms together like this, a force seemed to turn into an invisible high wall, blocking between himself and Xingtao. Xing Tao smashed into this wall with all his strength, and immediately disappeared without a trace.

"Haha, really good skill!" Xing Tao's eyes flashed, and he quickly slapped it out.

This palm is domineering and fast, like a flying fairy from the sky, it kills in an instant. It was the sudden arrival of the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon.

The sweeping monk's pupils shrank, he didn't dare to block such a palm with the protective air wall. He stretched his right palm forward and quickly landed Xing Tao's palm.