Chapter 101

Murong and his son pestered Xiao Feng, they already used hundreds of tricks in a short period of time.The four retainers didn't know that they had been acupunctured, and just when Deng Baichuan was about to hand the weapon to his young master, they suddenly realized that they couldn't move.In a hurry, she wanted Wang Yuyan to teach Murong and his son about martial arts, but Wang Yuyan couldn't say a word, she just shed tears.

She knew a long time ago that she had been tapped, but she was also tapped on the Ya point, so she couldn't say anything.Seeing Murong Fu's critical situation, she felt extremely anxious, although she is familiar with the martial arts moves of all schools and sects in the world, but at this moment she can't speak out to give instructions, only Kongzi is anxious.

Seeing their anxious expressions, Ning Qingyun laughed loudly on purpose, "Miss Wang, why are you crying? Your husband and husband killed my husband's whole family, and planned to get rid of my Yulan Gate and take my Yulan by the way." The door. Now the two of them are fighting my husband again, and I didn't cry, why are you crying?" The irony in her words was so obvious, Wang Yuyan took a deep breath, and the tears continued.The four retainers of the Murong family started to curse one after another.

When Ning Qingyun heard this, she even smiled absent-mindedly: "If you have time to scold me, why not think about how to prepare a decent funeral for your master and young master." While speaking, she was inexplicably Spread your left hand out.

Her actions surprised the surrounding crowd, who didn't know what she, the master of jade, was going to do.The people who had escaped in Juxian Village all walked away after seeing Ning Qingyun.They all just know that her lightness kung fu is particularly powerful, and her martial arts attainments are even more unfathomable.

Originally, they were curious about why she didn't show up when they fought against the Murong family, but after they found out that she was holding a child in her arms, they all understood.

But at this time, she suddenly acted strangely, which really made everyone curious and puzzled.

Her palm was facing up, as if she was asking someone for something, but there was nothing in that white and soft palm.On the contrary, the snow skin in the palm is particularly attractive.The onlookers stared at her palm uncomfortably for a moment, and they all had a strange feeling in their hearts, but they couldn't tell what kind of strange feeling it was.

It was as if something strange would appear the next moment.

Indeed, just when everyone onlookers were curious, a cloud of mist appeared indistinctly in Ning Qingyun's palm, and the thick mist lingered in the palm, enveloping a cyan object looming , because the distance was too far, and the fog was too dense, no one could see clearly for a while.

Ning Qingyun looked at the Buddha lotus flower in her palm, a smile appeared on her lips.She has never used this thing, to be precise, she has never used it on people.Murong and his son should be proud that they can personally experience the only hidden weapon in this world in their lifetime.The dense fog in the palm of the left hand is gradually fading away, and the Buddha lotus flower formed by the condensed spiritual energy has taken shape and is about to bloom.

The moment of blooming is the beginning of Murong and his son falling into hell.

The fighting in the arena was still going on, but apart from the sound of fighting, there was no other noise.

The lingering mist dissipated, and the blue buds were on the verge of blooming.The group of heroes watching the strange scene felt chills all over their bodies, and instinctively felt the approach of death.When Ning Qingyun made up his mind to use the Buddha Lotus, the killing intent spread.At this moment, the air in this area is full of her killing intent.

At the moment when Qing Yun was about to make a move, a solemn and solemn old man's voice suddenly sounded in the air: "Fellow Daoist, please be merciful! Give them a way out!" The voice was illusory, but it was extremely clear It poured into the ears of everyone present on the mountain, or it directly emerged in the mind.

Ning Qingyun was immediately interrupted by this, and immediately withdrew the aura condensed in her hands.

"Buddhist friends, peeping in the dark is not the behavior of a virtuous and virtuous person. Why don't you come out and meet with me?" When he was speaking, he was already the same as the old man just now. Waixian sound.

The sudden dialogue made those who were still involved in fighting or dealing with housework stop one after another, and all of them quietly listened to the coercive voice talking.

"Fellow Daoist, are you not afraid of punishment from the Dao of Heaven for reversing other people's destiny over and over again?" The voice sounded again.

"Since you have joined the WTO and have the guts to change your fate, why are you afraid of punishment?" After a pause, Ning Qingyun raised her head towards the direction where the voice came from, that is, the direction of the back mountain of Shaolin Temple, and said, "Buddhist friends stay away!" Peeping in the back mountain, talking for a long time, why didn't you reveal your face?"

Hearing the words, the voice just smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist, please move to the back mountain to talk."

Ning Qingyun smiled and said: "Forget it, I have to deal with my own affairs now." After saying that, with a wave of her sleeve, a delicate and unique folding fan appeared in her left hand.

The group of heroes who were watching the play were terrified.Because the conversation I heard just now, if I were replaced by myself, I might not have such internal strength to be able to speak with a voice to achieve such a state.Now, with the folding fan that suddenly appeared in Ning Qingyun's hand, anyone who saw her murder would be terrified.

Here, Murong father and son and Xiao Feng had already stopped fighting when Qing Yun was talking to the old man.

At this moment, Xiao Feng had already walked beside Qing Yun, because everyone instinctively felt the aura of a strong man, so they instinctively felt reverence in their hearts.Others don't know why, but Ning Qingyun knows it all.In the back mountain, there is actually a Buddhist cultivator, who has been here several times before, but he didn't even notice it.

I don't know if the other party has deliberately concealed his aura, or has been hiding and planning in secret.But no matter what, the top priority is to solve the troubles of Murong and his son first.Otherwise, it would be like a pile of excrement left on the roadside home. If it is not resolved now, it will cause some troubles after a long time.

She Ning Qingyun is a person who is afraid of trouble!

She held the folding fan in her left hand, held her daughter in her right hand and handed it to Xiao Feng, and said to Xiao Feng who was beside him: "Xiao Feng, look after Wen'er." Of course Xiao Feng also noticed that the old man talking to Qing Yun was not an ordinary person, and he was very worried. , he asked Qing Yun with his eyes, but Qing Yun ignored him.

To ask Ning Qingyun to show mercy, did Murong Bo and Murong Fu show mercy when planning her plans?He was just joking, he already knew that she was a Taoist cultivator, and asked her to be merciful for this reason, did he really think that he was a Buddhist cultivator, so he could stop her from being a Taoist cultivator?

At this time, Ning Qingyun was already taking steps to walk towards Murong and his son not far away.

At this moment, a figure suddenly stepped out from the top of the mountain.The moving speed of that figure was extremely fast, and everyone couldn't even see his movement clearly. They could only see a phantom, and it was a flying phantom.The phantom was walking while chanting the Buddha's name. When the group of monks saw the figure, including the leader, Abbot Xuanci, they all clasped their hands together and bowed their heads.

Feeling the breath of a cultivator approaching, Ning Qingyun suddenly laughed.

Sure enough, she is a Buddhist cultivator at the third level of Qi training period, she suddenly turned around, looked at the phantom that was about to float over, and said with a smile: "Buddhist friends, I don't know what relationship Murong and his son have with you because they appeared in such a hurry ?”

"Amitabha! Those two people have nothing to do with the poor monk, but fellow Taoists, are you still obsessed with your obsession?" As soon as the voice came out, the floating phantom also stopped.

Everyone finally saw clearly who this eminent monk was.

Standing ten feet away from Ning Qingyun was a monk.But the appearance of this eminent monk is that of a monk in Shaolin Temple, and his job is extremely low, just a handyman who cooks tea and sweeps the floor.At this moment, he was still holding a broom in his hand, looking at Ning Qingyun with a smile on his face.

His tolerant and pure smile, the demeanor between his brows and eyes, made everyone present admire him.

Abbot Xuanci and others rarely noticed that there was such a monk in the temple, and the monks of Xuanci's generation were even more puzzled.This man is dressed in military uniforms, serving monks.Although the serving monks are Shaolin monks, they only get ordained but do not worship teachers, do not teach martial arts, do not practice meditation, and are not listed in the seniority rankings of "xuan, wisdom, emptiness, and emptiness". Besides chanting scriptures and worshiping Buddha, they only do some burning , Farming, sweeping, civil engineering rough work.

But it is really eye-opening for an ordinary serving monk to have such a magnanimity and cultivation.

"Buddhist friends, since I know that I am cultivating the Tao, why do I still say that I am obsessed with obsession?" Ning Qingyun put away the folding fan in her hand, walked in front of Xiao Feng and her daughter, and blocked her most important person without a trace , asked with a smile.

Sweeping monk, this is the most mysterious sweeping monk in Tianlong Babu.Qing Yun looked him up and down. When he was reading novels, he was still thinking about those inexplicable possibilities.Now it seems that those messy thoughts before have really been confirmed after time travel.

It's really rare to be a Buddhist monk!

I didn't expect to see Buddha Xiu in the fictional world.

Faced with the sudden turning point, Murong and his son also breathed a sigh of relief.If Ning Qingyun did something just now, to be honest, Murong Bo didn't have much chance of winning.The most he can do is to get Murong Fu to leave here.Of course, this is his own estimation.

In the arena, the old monk looked at Ning Qingyun, clasped his hands together and said, "Fellow Daoist, forcibly changing your fate against the sky has ruined your blessings, why are you still refusing to put down the butcher knife in your hand?"

When Ning Qingyun heard the words, she smiled calmly and said, "My fellow Buddhists don't know, the Murong family father and son killed my husband's family, and not long ago they wanted to kill many innocent disciples under my sect. Could it be that when I come back to take revenge now, it is massacre?"

The floor-sweeping monk sighed softly, and sat on the ground: "Fellow Taoist, take the fate of your current husband Xiao Shizhu as an example. When you changed your life at the beginning of your life, did you ever think that you changed his life for him?" The predetermined fate of dying early, will you bear part of the original fate for him?" As he said, his eyes fell on Murong and his son.

As for the group of monks who listened to these words, they were all astonished.

Xiao Feng?die young?

The head of Yu peeked at the way of heaven and changed his fate against the sky?

What are they talking about?

Everyone was puzzled, but they all knew that the issue they were talking about at this moment involved a secret, and what was even more frightening was, what are the identities of the head of jade and the sweeping monk?All the monks fell into silence.

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