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Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum ~ in the sky.

The vast Buddhist sound sounded.

There is golden Buddha light shining down from the clouds, shining on the old monk in gray.

Countless golden swastika Buddha seals appeared and surrounded the old monk in gray.

In full view.

He actually levitated upward from the ground little by little until he stopped at a height of dozens of feet above the ground.

In the eyes of everyone.

The gray clothes on his body seemed to be shining with golden light.

The whole person looks extremely precious and solemn, giving people a sense of inviolability.

All the heroes present were stunned.

Some people even knelt down and kowtowed.

"Buddha! This is Buddha!"

"Buddha bless, Buddha bless!"

Shaolin Xuannan and Xuanbei looked at each other and could see the shock in each other's eyes.

Xuannan asked,"Junior brother, is this senior really from my Shaolin family? Why has Lao Na never seen him? Xuan

Bei thought hard and searched through the memories in his mind but still found nothing. He could only smile bitterly and shake his head,"Brother, I don't have the slightest impression of this person either.""

"But judging from his appearance, he must be my Shaolin master."

"Otherwise, there would not be such a vision of the Buddha's light shining all over the place."

Xuannan looked at Xuanji's body and sighed.

"It would be great if he could come out earlier, so that senior brother Xuanji would not be killed by Xu Zhu!"

Murong Bo, who was hiding in the crowd, frowned and felt a little uneasy.

"Why are strong men who are rarely seen in ordinary times popping up one after another today?"

"It seems that the situation is somewhat beyond my expectation."

"I hope there won’t be any more accidents in the future."

"It would be best if this old monk could kill all the three Qiao Feng and those bad guys!"

Among the team of bad guys.

Sanqianyuan looked at the sweeping monk floating in the air with a look of surprise.

"I really didn't expect that there are such powerful people in this world! Shi

Yao nodded,"Looking at his strength, he should have surpassed the Great Heavenly Rank. It's not easy.""

"But fortunately, the commander also came with us."

"When the commander arrives, any strong man will only be suppressed in front of him!"

Qiao Feng, Xu Zhu, and Duan Yu also felt their minds swaying.

"Is this the sweeping monk in the Sutra Pavilion that the Marshal was talking about?"

Duan Yu murmured to himself.

Qiao Feng nodded, his face solemn.

"Yes, apart from him, I really can’t think of anyone else who has such strength"

"The commander is indeed right, his strength is unfathomable"

"Even if the three of us together are definitely no match for him!"

Next to me, Xiao Yuanshan listened to the conversation between the three of them.

Looking at the impressive sweeping monk, he frowned and then spoke coldly.

"Monk, who are you?"

The sweeping monk glanced at Xiao Yuanshan and smiled lightly.

"I? I am just an old monk sweeping the floor in the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion of Shaolin Temple."

Xiao Yuanshan immediately denied it after hearing this.

"impossible!"

"I have sneaked into the Sutra Pavilion many times over the years, but I have never seen you."

The smile on the sweeper's face remains unchanged.

"Every time Almsgiver Xiao comes to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he only sees martial arts secrets. It is normal for him not to notice me."

"I remember that the first time donor Xiao came to the Sutra Pavilion, he took the"Wuxianjie Fingerprint", the second time was"Prajna Palm Technique", and the third time was"The Magic Wand Technique"》"

"Donor Xiao, did I remember correctly?"

Xiao Yuanshan's expression changed drastically.

He looked at the sweeping monk in disbelief.

"How is this possible? You actually know everything!"

As soon as these words came out, all the heroes around him took a breath.

Xiao Yuanshan's strength was not weak in the first place.

Thirty years ago, he was able to escape with his life from Xuanci and others, and he also killed many martial arts masters in the Central Plains.

Thirty years have passed and he has reached the state of transformation. But even he didn't find anyone peeping at him? (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

It is obvious.

The strength of this old monk in gray is Far beyond Xiao Yuanshan!

The sweeping monk took a look at the crowd, stretched out his hand and made a move.

A hooded figure was dragged out and exposed in front of everyone.

Then he heard the sweeping monk continue to say[]

"Not only that, this benefactor Murong Bo has also been to the Sutra Pavilion many times."

"I remember the first time I took it was"Nianhua Fingering", right?"

Murong Bo's eyes showed panic.

He did not expect that the old monk would identify him in front of everyone and drag him out.

Sure enough, there was an uproar among the crowd.

Looking at Murong Pointing fingers

"It's actually Murong Bo? Hasn't he been dead for decades?"

"This guy is actually hiding in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion?"

"Xu Zhu said before that Murong Bo was the culprit of the bloody battle at Yanmen Pass. Now that he has appeared, things should come to light!"

Among them, the ones with the ugliest faces are Shaolin Xuannan and Xuanbei.

Where is the Sutra Pavilion?

It not only collects many Shaolin Buddhist scriptures, but also collects all the martial arts techniques of the Shaolin Temple, including the seven secrets of Shaolin. Twelve unique skills.

However, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo sneaked in many times and stole Shaolin martial arts.

For thirty years, no one discovered it!

Even today, the two of them did not know about such a thing. It was simply embarrassing. It happened!

The moment he saw Murong Bo,

Xiao Yuanshan immediately became furious and his eyes became red.

"Murong Bo!"

"You thief, you are actually in the Sutra Pavilion like me!"

"Do you know how long I have been looking for you?"

"Thirty years ago, dozens of members of my family were killed for selfish reasons. Today, I want to take revenge!"

Xiao Yuanshan's true energy surged all over his body.

Without saying a word, he wanted to rush towards Murong Bo.

Unexpectedly, the sweeping monk just flicked his hand.

The golden Buddha light from the sky sprinkled down, as if it had turned into substance, freezing Xiao Yuanshan in the air and unable to move..Murong

Bo wanted to escape, but he was also restrained by the sweeping monk using the same method.

"father!"

"father!"

Two shouts came from the mouths of Qiao Feng and Murong Fu.

They wanted to rescue, but found that their own strength was not enough.

"The hatred between the two donors can only make people lose their eyesight"

"Thirty years have passed. In my opinion, the two donors should put aside their hatred and become Buddhas immediately."

The sweeping monk put his hands together and looked solemn.

After hearing this, Xiao Yuanshan laughed angrily.

"Old monk, you said it nicely!"

"How can you erase the lives of dozens of members of my Xiao family just by letting go of your hatred?"

"If I can't peel off Murong Bo's skin and cramps, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

"It doesn't matter if you control me, I still have an army of 300,000 people!"

"Everyone, obey the order and attack!"

At this moment, the ground shook, and the rumble of horse hooves could be heard approaching quickly from a distance.

It was obviously felt by a large group of cavalry.

Sanqianyuan turned around and looked, with a smile on his face.

"Came at just the right time!".