I am reincarnated in the heavens and become a dragon

Qiao Feng was a little anxious, and asked, "Unless what?"

The old monk's calm tone fluctuated a little, and he replied, "Unless you break the shackles, break the limit. It's just that there are very few people who can break the double shackles of body and spirit. Even if you break one layer of shackles and one limit, There is another layer of shackles, another layer of limits waiting for you."

Qiao Feng is not a dull person, he understood what the old monk meant, and subconsciously asked, "If you can keep breaking the shackles of your body and mind until you are not bound by the laws of heaven and earth, what will happen then?"

The old monk smiled, and asked Qiao Feng

Dao said, "At that time, human beings are no longer human beings, but gods, Buddhas, immortals, demons, and existences transcending heaven and earth."

In the Sutra Pavilion, everyone opened their mouths, and they heard knowledge that they had never understood before.

Qiao Feng fell into deep thought, raised his head after a while, and said to the old monk, "Senior, you mean that Murong Fu is not invincible. Although the Beiming Divine Art can plunder the true energy of others without limit, Murong Fu's Dantian Qihai has a limit to store true energy. When his stored true energy reaches the limit, he will no longer be able to plunder other people’s true energy.”

The old monk nodded, showing a teachable expression, and continued, "Under normal circumstances, a normal person can store zhenqi for 300 to 500 years. Even if Murong Fu has a special constitution, the zhenqi he can store is not enough. It will exceed nine hundred and ninety-nine years. Nine hundred and ninety-nine years is the limit that the sea of ​​Qi in the Dantian of the human body can bear."

"Besides, there are no two identical leaves in the world, and the existence of each life is unique. Therefore, each person's true qi has his own unique life imprint. Under normal circumstances, a person's true qi contains The imprint of life is not obvious, but once the skill of plundering others is more, countless imprints of life will gather together..."

Speaking of this, the old monk showed a look of regret on his face, and sighed, "Even the amazingly talented Xiaoyaozi will inevitably fall into the devil's way, and thus die."

Qiao Feng nodded, "So, the current Murong Fu is not his real self, he has become another person."

The old monk shook his head, "I didn't become another person, but became a combination of desires of countless people. Greed, arrogance, arrogance, and killing all kinds of desires combine together to become an out-and-out demon way."

Qiao Feng looked worried, and said in a melancholy tone, "Senior, even if Murong Fu can only plunder nine hundred and ninety-nine years of skill, it's not something we can deal with."

The old monk said without hesitation, "If you want to make people perish, you must first make them crazy. The more crazy Murong Fu is, the closer he will be to the day of extinction."

However, the old monk's words did not reassure Qiao Feng and the rest of the monks.

Xuanci fixed his eyes on the old monk, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you? I have been the abbot for decades, but I have never heard of a monk like you in the monastery."

The rest of the senior monks of the Xuan family also looked at the old monk.

In their Shaolin Temple, the Xuanzi generation is already the highest generation, and they have never heard of the existence of the old monk.

The old monk picked up the broom, continued to sweep the floor, and said calmly, "Is it important who I am? The six senses are completely clear, all appearances are gone, Namo Amitabha!"

Chapter 145 Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot

In the Buddhist scripture pavilion, everyone looked at the old monk who was sweeping the floor, and each of them showed an expression of incomprehension.

Although I don't know who this old monk is.

But inexplicably, everyone thought this was an eminent monk, a truly eminent eminent monk.

Xuanci looked at the old monk with burning eyes, put his hands together, and said respectfully, "Senior, Murong Fu will go up the mountain soon. The little monk Xuanci begged senior to help save Shaolin from danger, and help the world when the building is about to collapse."

The rest of the people followed suit, "I implore seniors to help save Shaolin from danger, and help the world when the building is about to collapse."

In the expectant eyes of everyone, the old monk put down the broom in his hand and said in a sigh, "I have been in Buddhism for 50 years, I have been sweeping the ground in this Buddhist scripture pavilion for 50 years, I have also read Buddhist scriptures for 50 years, and even more so for 50 years." I have never touched anyone, and I don’t know if my old bones can move.”

Xuanci's eyes flickered, he knelt on the ground with his feet bent, and kowtowed three times to the old monk, "Senior, please have mercy on the common people in the world."

"Senior, please have mercy on the common people in the world!"

Looking at a group of senior monks of the Xuan family kneeling on the ground, Qiao Feng stood aside, frowning slightly, he always felt that something was wrong.

The old monk's eyes were cloudy, and he let out a long sigh, "Forget it! All kinds of causes and effects will eventually be repaid. Anyway, my old bones are almost buried in the ground. Before I die, doing something for the common people in the world can be regarded as atonement for my early crimes. The next murder.".br>

Hearing that the old monk agreed to take action, Xuanci and the others showed joy on their faces.

Xuanci and the others were not happy for too long, a young monk hurried into the Sutra Pavilion, his face was red, panting violently, he panicked and said, "Master Abbot, all elders, Murong has returned. He has arrived at the foot of the mountain and is going Come up the mountain!"

Xuan Ci and the others turned their heads suddenly, and looked at the old monk who had a calm face.

With a calm expression, the old monk dropped the broom in his hand and stepped out of the Sutra Pavilion, and said in a calm tone, "Let's go, go and meet the benefactor Murong Fu. The old monk will try to see if he can persuade him to put down the butcher's knife and help him become a Buddha. "

Seeing the calm expression on the old monk's face, Xuan Ci and the others cheered up and followed the old monk towards the gate of the ancient temple.

No matter how good Murong Fumo's skill is, how can he shake Shaolin ancient temple?

At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, in a gilded sedan chair.

Wearing a dragon robe and a crown on his head, Murong Fu lifted the bead curtain, and looked at the ancient temple on the mountainside with green eyes. His eyes were crazy, and he said to himself, "If Shaolin is destroyed, who would dare not listen to me in the martial arts world?" order?"

In front of the mountain gate, headed by an old monk with a hunched body and wrinkled face, followed by Xuanci and dozens of other Shaolin eminent monks of the Xuanzi generation.

Standing in the crowd, Qiao Feng watched the sedan chair slowly approaching the mountainside, and he had an extremely bad feeling.

Looking ahead at the indifferent old monk, Qiao Feng still felt uneasy.

Although he couldn't see through the depth of this senior, could this senior really suppress Murong Fu?

As the sedan chair got closer and closer, the old monk didn't speak, and Xuan Ci and the others didn't dare to speak. Everyone held their breath, making the atmosphere tense.

The sedan chair moved slowly and stopped in front of the mountain gate.

A big man in the lead walked up to the sedan chair, knelt on the ground, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, Shaolin has arrived."

A hand reached out and opened the bead curtain.

Murong Fu, who was wearing a dragon robe and a crown on his head, came out. He stepped on the back of the big man and landed on the ground. He looked at the people in front of the mountain gate madly, with a ferocious smile on his face, and his voice was full of violence, "I know I'm coming!" Songshan, so you greet me outside the mountain gate in advance?"

"Welcome to you? Murong Fu, do you really think that you are the emperor wearing a dragon robe and a crown? You are just wearing a monkey crown! I made a special trip to wait outside the mountain gate, just because I am afraid that you, an evil heretic, will pollute the holy place of Buddhism." .”

Xuan Ku has a violent temper, when he saw Murong Fu wearing a dragon robe and a crown on his head, he couldn't help but burst into anger, and directly scolded him.

There was a green light in Murong Fu's eyes, he smiled ferociously, and directly stretched out his hand to grab the void.

Terrifying suction came out from Murong Fu's palm, unexpectedly made Xuan Ku unable to stabilize his figure, and threw it towards Murong Fu.

"How brave!"

Watching Murong Fu attack his teacher

, Qiao Feng's hair was disheveled, and he pushed out his hands suddenly.

hold head high!

The thundering dragon chant echoed in Shaoshi Mountain, a divine dragon biting Murong Fu with its teeth and claws.

However, Murong Fu's actions made Qiao Feng's heart go cold.

I saw Murong Fu swiping with one hand, and directly bounced back Qiao Feng's attack, making Xuan Ci and the others retreat a few steps in shock.

Qiao Feng's palm strength is the best in martial arts, Xuan Ci and others know this.But Qiao Feng made an angry shot, and Murong Fu easily bounced back with the Star Move, from this we can get a glimpse of how terrifying Murong Fu's skill is.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing that Xuan Ku was about to fall into Murong Fu's hands, the old monk took a step forward and cut the knife vertically with one hand, cutting off the terrifying suction force from Murong Fu and allowing Xuan Ku to stabilize his figure.

Xuan Ku stabilized his figure, looked at Murong Fu with lingering fear, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and the monk's robe was already drenched with cold sweat before he knew it.

Xuanci and the others cheered up.

Breaking the Ring Knife!

It's a breaking knife!

Xuanci and the others noticed that the old monk was using a saber that broke the precepts.It's just that they never thought that the Breaking Precepts Knife could exert such great power.

Murong Fu's expression was a bit surprised, and he looked at the crooked and wrinkled old monk with a ferocious smile, and said in a hoarse and violent voice, "Shaolin is worthy of being a holy land of martial arts. I didn't expect that there are experts like you hidden. But the more powerful you are, The deeper it is, the more tonic it is for me!"

As he spoke, Murong Fu's eyes glowed green and evil, he stretched out his scarlet tongue to lick his lips, his distorted face was full of greed.

The old monk confronted Murong Fu from afar. He clasped his hands together and said calmly, "Amitabha! The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, so turn your head back. Lord Murong, your obsession is too deep and you have already fallen into the devil's way. Before you are too deep into the devil, turn back quickly. There is a glimmer of life. As the saying goes, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. Lord Murong, as long as you can put down the butcher's knife, you are not far from becoming a Buddha."

"Hahahaha...a joke! This is really the funniest joke I've ever heard. If you can become a Buddha by putting down the butcher's knife, then you should just kill people! When you have killed enough people, come back and put down the butcher's knife It’s not good, what kind of Buddha do you still want to practice?”

"Besides, I never thought of becoming a Buddha!"

"Monks, I give you a choice. Either you surrender to me, or I kill you all, send you to the west to meet the Buddha, and then razed Shaolin to the ground!"

Murong Fu's crazy laughter echoed on the mountainside, his distorted face was full of sarcasm.

"Insanity!"

"Murong Fu, you don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth!"

"Senior, please take action to subdue the demon!"

Xuanci and the others were all very angry, they loudly reprimanded Murong Fu, and turned to look at the old monk with a stooped body and wrinkled face.

The old monk let out a deep breath, looked at Murong Fu with serious eyes, and said calmly, "Murong Benefactor, I used to look like you! Fortunately, I was able to put down the butcher knife and turn around in time, so that I was able to avoid falling into the evil way , thus lingering for 50 years.”

Murong Fu sneered, and his tone was full of sarcasm, "So, old monk, have you become a Buddha?"

The old monk shook his head, "I didn't become a Buddha, but I saw a Buddha."

"Since you have seen the Buddha, I will send you to the west, and let you always be by the Buddha's side!"

Murong Fu stepped on the ground abruptly, creating a gust of wind, like a cannonball in the shape of a human being shot towards the old monk.

Chapter 146

boom!

As the two palms shook, the entire Songshan Mountain seemed to shake, and even the clouds in the sky were washed away.

All the monks in Shaolin looked horrified and nervously looked at the two separated figures.

Qiao Feng frowned.

The last time we met, Murong Fu was not so tyrannical.

This time meeting, Murong Fu obviously became more terrifying.

In front of the mountain gate, Murong Fu fought hard with the old monk. He flew back and said with a grinning smile, "Old monk, I have to admit that you are the best expert I have ever seen besides Li Zhige. A slap, doesn't it feel good?"

The old monk tried his best to straighten his rickety spine, the corners of his mouth overflowed with traces of bright red blood, his eyes were calm, and he said in a toneless tone, "Great skill requires abundant spiritual strength to support and control it. Master Murong, don't you realize that you have already Not you!"

"If you don't wake up and turn around, even if you kill me, it's nothing but self-destruction!"

Murong Fu grinned grimly, "What about me, I don't need your advice."

"Die to me!"

A gigantic hand suddenly appeared above the crowd, pressing down on the ancient temple.

Seeing the overwhelming hands pressing down, a group of monks were terrified, their feet trembled, and some timid ones even felt warm between their buttocks, and they were so frightened that they sat down on the ground.

The old monk raised his head, pinched his hands, and violently tore at the sky.

Tear the claws!

With the strength of the old monk, the huge hand that was pressing down was torn away, and the sky became clear again.

A group of monks survived the catastrophe, panting violently, and looked gratefully at the old monk.

It's just that the monks didn't notice that the old monk's already bent body became even more bent, and his beard changed from gray to withered yellow.

Qiao Feng already sensed that the old monk's condition was not right, and immediately said, "Senior, I'll help you, let's kill Murong Fu together!"

Xuan Ci, Xuan Ku and other eminent monks of Xuan's generation also hurriedly said, "Yes, senior, with our joint efforts, we will definitely be able to suppress the devil Murong Fu outside the mountain gate."

The old monk turned his back to the crowd, and said calmly, "I'm going to die soon, so it's okay to give all my skills to Master Murong Fu. Chief Qiao, take people away immediately, and go find your elder brother named Li Zhige."

"I can delay for an hour for you."

Looking at the back of the old monk, Qiao Feng had tears in his eyes, shook his head and said, "No way! Senior, we can't abandon you."

"Guangzhu Qiao, don't be pedantic at this time, and take people away immediately. You have to remember, if you keep the green hills, you are not afraid of running out of firewood. If you all die here, is there any hope for Shaolin to rebuild? Who else will go? Save the common people in the world?"

"Go! Leave immediately!"

Qiao Feng still shook his head.

The rest of the monks looked at each other, not knowing what to make for a moment.

At this time, Master Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin, stood up, and said with a resolute look in his eyes, "Go! Listen to the senior, leave immediately! Brother Xuanku, Master Qiao, immediately lead people to leave Songshan Mountain to find the demon god Li Zhige!"

Everyone looked at Xuanci, and immediately packed up their things and prepared to leave.

Just when everyone was about to leave, they found Xuan Ci sitting cross-legged on the ground, silently closing his eyes.

"Brother Abbot, won't you come with us?"

Xuanci shook his head, "I am the abbot of Shaolin, and I vow to live and die with Shaolin. You are different, you have to leave immediately, and find another mountain gate to rebuild Shaolin!"

"No! Brother Abbot, if you don't leave, I won't leave either."