kvmb Chapter 130 Tianlong No. 1 Sweeping Monk
Chapter 130 Tianlong No. 1 Sweeping Monk
"Mr. Xiao, I saw you take the Formless Tribulation Finger for the first time. Not long after, you took the Vajra Fist. I knew you were possessed by the devil then. When you took the third secret book, I placed a Lotus Sutra next to it, hoping to help Mr. Xiao resolve the problem, but you still ignored it.
And this old donor Murong is even more greedy. Old donor Xiao only took three books to practice with all his heart, but you actually learned all 72 Shaolin unique skills and even copied them secretly and passed them on to the outside world. I guess you left them for your son!"
Then he looked at Murong Fu, then at Jiumozhi, shook his head and continued
"No wonder. Your son Mo Rongfu's internal strength is still shallow, while this Tibetan national master has indeed practiced 72 unique skills, but they are all driven by Taoist internal strength. The national master's degree of demonic possession is even deeper! Now the internal strength of Buddhism and Taoism is in chaos, and a disaster is imminent!"
Jiumozhi was unhappy when he heard this.
"You old monk, what disaster is imminent? Why are you making such alarmist statements here? I don't believe it!"
"Master, the 72 unique skills of our sect were all created by Shaolin's founder Bodhidharma. Why is it that Bodhidharma is the only one who possesses all 72 unique skills? That's because these unique skills are only for strengthening the body, protecting the law and subduing demons, and they require corresponding Buddhist teachings to resolve. Master, you haven't practiced Buddhism, so you often feel bloating and pain in your lower abdomen. This is a precursor. I hope Master will think carefully!"
The Sweeping Monk also spoke slowly, but Jiumozhi was stubborn and snorted and stopped talking. The Sweeping Monk looked at Xiao Yuanshan again.
"Mr. Xiao, I wonder if you have experienced dull pain in the Liangmen and Taiyi acupoints during your recent practice?"
Xiao Yuanshan was shocked
"Master, please understand. This is indeed the case for me!"
The sweeping monk said
"Ten years ago your condition was once a month, now it's every day, right?"
"Holy monk, can my father's condition be cured? Please, holy monk, save my father!"
When Xiao Feng learned that his father was indeed in this condition, he saw the Sweeping Monk speaking with great confidence. Xiao Feng did not want the disease to continue to plague Xiao Yuanshan, so he knelt down and begged for help.
"Please get up quickly, Mr. Xiao. Since King Xiao is unwilling to let the people of Song and Liao suffer because of personal grudges, I will definitely save you, Mr. Xiao!"
Xiao Yuanshan said
"I am now over 60 years old and have nothing left to live for. If you want to use this to threaten me and prevent me from taking revenge, then I would rather take revenge and then die!"
"I am not threatening Mr. Xiao, I just want to say that your internal injuries can only be healed by Buddhism!"
After saying that, he turned and looked at Murong Bodao.
"Master Murong, are you experiencing pain in your Yangbai and Fengchi areas?"
Murong Bo did not say anything, so Mo Rongfu took Murong Bo's hand and said, cruelly letting his father endure the heart-wrenching pain.
"Father, let's go and ignore him!"
Seeing Mo Rongfu's actions, Xiao Feng suddenly said
"Since Murong Bo is injured, but you, Mo Rongfu, are not, then I'll start with you, Mo Rongfu. It's only natural that a son should pay for his father's debts!"
Murong Fu also said hard
"Since Brother Xiao has thought of two moves, I will accompany you to the end. As he said this, he flew up and hung on the pillar and performed the Battle of Stars and Shifts. Xiao Feng also used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. The two internal forces collided with each other!"
At this moment, the Sweeping Monk suddenly chanted "Amitabha" and walked directly to the place where the two people's powers intersected.
Xiao Feng and Mo Rongfu were both masters of martial arts, but there was no reaction when they hit the Sweeping Monk, just like a drop of water merging into the ocean, without any ripples. It was a pity how powerful the Sweeping Monk was.