Chapter 310 The Sweeping Monk Who Failed to Pretend
Xiao Feng and his son quickly clasped their fists at Fang Yu who came to them and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fang!"
The hearts of Xiao Feng and his son Very touched.
From the fact that Fang Yu was hiding in the dark, they felt that Fang Yu must be worried about the father and son and deliberately guarded them in secret.
They silently kept Fang Yu's feelings in their hearts.
They knew very well that if Fang Yu hadn't appeared in time.
I am afraid that their father and son have fallen into the trap of this mysterious old monk.
Fang Yu waved his hand: "It's just a little effort!"
After saying that, Fang Yu secretly looked at the old monk in gray in front of him.
This old monk was wearing a shabby gray monk's robe and a shabby monk's hat on his head.
His complexion was sallow, his eyes were cloudy, his figure was thin and stooped, and his few sparse long beards were all white.
With a dusty appearance, if you just look at him on the surface, he is an ordinary old man who is about to die, with half of his foot on the coffin board.
But it’s not.
Fang Yu knew that the old monk in gray had a terrifying cultivation level.
The peak of the Dan Formation realm.
And he could clearly feel that the old monk's cultivation far exceeded the peak of the Dan Formation Realm, and he seemed to be able to step into the Infant Transformation Realm at any time.
When Fang Yu looked at the old monk in gray.
The old monk in gray clothes was also looking at Fang Yu secretly.
Suddenly he discovered something. The gray old monk's pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes flashed, but he returned to normal in an instant.
The old monk in gray clothes looked at Fang Yu, clasped his palms together, and whispered the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, layman Fang has a good trick!"
Fang Yu calmly looked at the old monk in gray and said calmly: "It's just a small trick, but it can't compare to the master's Buddhist teaching!"
Fang Yu remembered that in the original work, the sweeping monk successively killed Xiao Yuanshan and Murong The two of them were beaten until they died and fell into a deep sleep.
Then through [Yin and Yang Mutual Aid], they can resolve each other's internal injuries and bring them back to life.
After experiencing "life and death", Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo suddenly had a great enlightenment, put aside their past grievances, worshiped him as their teacher, converted to Buddhism, and returned to the right path.
But after what happened just now, Fang Yu didn't think so.
In his opinion, the sweeping monk must have used the power of salvation to forcefully convert Xiao Yuanshan and the two of them.
Otherwise, Xiao Yuanshan had been hating him for killing his wife for thirty years, how could he let it go just as he said.
Although Fang Yu's voice was calm, his words were full of ridicule.
The old monk in gray clothes naturally heard the ridicule in Fang Yu's words.
But his expression remained as usual, his eyes remained unchanged, and there was no change in his gaze.
That weathered old face was full of compassion, like a truly enlightened monk.
Xiao Yuanshan looked at the old monk in gray with lightning eyes, and asked in a cold voice: "Who are you?"
Xiao Feng and his son looked at the mysterious old monk in gray with wary expressions.
This mysterious old monk in gray is really scary.
They didn't notice when the old monk in gray approached.
Just by uttering a Buddhist sound, all the hostility in their bodies disappeared, their bodies were out of control, and their hearts couldn't help but want to surrender.
They speculated that this mysterious old monk in gray must be the sweeping monk that Fang Yu mentioned to them before.
At the same time, they were also a little lucky.
They were glad that they listened to Fang Yu and did not rush to Shaolin to seek revenge, but chose to lure Murong Bo out.
The old monk in gray looked at Xiao Yuanshan and said calmly: "The old monk is just an ordinary sweeping old monk in the library of Shaolin Temple!"
Fang Yu curled his lips when he heard this.
Is he an expert at the peak of the Dan Formation Realm, or is he just mediocre?
Isn’t there some misunderstanding about the word “mediocre”?
Shaolin let a strong man at the peak of the Dan Formation Realm sweep the floor. Have they become so arrogant?
Having read the original work, he knows that the sweeping monk can act cool.
When I saw him today, he certainly lived up to his reputation.
He was thinking about the true identity of the sweeping monk.
Although I am not sure about the true identity of the sweeping monk.
But he was sure that the sweeping monk was definitely not a good person.
Because if the sweeping monk is a good person, he is obviously hiding in the dark, and what Xiao Yuanshan does will naturally not be hidden from his perception.
If he was a good person and Xiao Yuanshan stole Xuanci's son and placed it in Shaolin, why didn't he show up to stop it?
If he was a good person, in the original work, Xiao Yuanshan killed his son Xiao Feng and his mentor Xuan Ku in Shaolin, why didn't he stop him?
He had a vague feeling that the sweeping monk wanted to turn the Song Dynasty upside down through Xiao Yuanshan and his son.
At this moment, the voice of the sweeping monk continued to sound: "In the past, when old layman Xiao came to the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion to borrow scriptures, the old monk knew about it."
Xiao Yuanshan was shocked: "How many years have you been at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?"
The sweeping monk counted on his fingers. After a while, he shook his head, with an apologetic look on his face, and said, "I...I can't remember clearly. I don't know whether it was forty-two or forty-three years."< br>
"When the old layman Xiao first came to borrow scriptures, I...I had been here for more than ten years."
"Later...later the old layman Murong also came."
Speaking of this, the sweeping monk sighed softly: "Oh, I came and went, turning over the scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion in a mess. I don't know why?"
Xiao Yuanshan and the newly awakened man Murong and the two were very shocked.
The two of them were very careful every time they went to borrow scriptures. How could the old monk know?
Xiao Yuanshan asked coldly: "You said you have stayed in the Shaolin Cangjin Pavilion for more than forty years, how come I have never seen you?"
The sweeping monk said quietly: "Layman Concentrating all the energy on the secrets of cultivation, with nothing else in mind, naturally you can't see it "Old monk."
"The old monk still remembers that the first night he came to the pavilion was a copy of "Wuxianjie Fingerprint", right?"
"Oh! I know that you have become a demon since that night, what a pity, what a pity!”
When Xiao Yuanshan heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank.
He sneaked into the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion on the first night and indeed found a copy of the "Wuxianjie Fingerprint".
He knew that it was one of the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin School. He was overjoyed at the time. No one else knew about it except himself.
Now that he heard what the old monk said, he was very sure that what the sweeping monk said was true.
The sweeping monk ignored Xiao Yuanshan's shock and continued: "The second time the layman came to borrow the pavilion, it was a copy of "Prajna Palm Technique"." "At that time, the old monk secretly regretted it. I knew that the layman had become possessed by the devil. He became more and more hidden and couldn't bear it."
“So I put a copy of the Lotus Sutra and a copy of the Zagama Sutra in the place where lay people usually collect books. I just hope that lay people can borrow them and study and understand them.”< br>
"Unexpectedly, the layman was obsessed with the secrets of cultivation and could not extricate himself. He ignored the authentic Buddhist teachings. He put the two scriptures aside, found a book "The Magic Wand Method", and finally left happily and encouraged."
Speaking of this, the sweeping monk sighed softly: "Oh, the layman is addicted to the sea of suffering. I don't know when he can turn back?"
Hearing the sweeping monk's words, Fang Yu did not refute this time.
Fang Yu also dabbled in Buddhist practice secrets.
And the Great Xia Dynasty also had Shaolin's "Seventy-Two Special Skills".
In the seventy-two stunts, every skill can injure a person's vitals and take their life. They are so sharp and cruel that they can harm the world.
Therefore, if you want to master every Shaolin stunt, you must use the corresponding Buddhist method to resolve it.
Otherwise there is a risk of going too far.
The higher the level of cultivation of Buddhists, the higher their understanding of Zen principles, and they will naturally encounter obstacles.
This obstacle is called "Wu Yue Obstacle" in Shaolin.
In fact, the so-called "martial arts barrier" is what people often call the "bottleneck".
Fang Yu knew that the real Buddhism was to transcend the world, but the seventy-two stunts were to kill. The two ran counter to each other and restrained each other.
Therefore, the requirements for practicing Buddhist cultivation secrets are very strict.
The higher the Dharma, the stronger the thoughts of compassion, and the more Buddhist skills can be practiced.
He had already seen the hidden dangers in Xiao Yuanshan.
The sweeping monk did not fool Xiao Yuanshan.
He watched silently, he wanted to see what medicine the sweeping monk was selling in his gourd.
Xiao Yuanshan heard the sweeping monk speak highly of his actions during the past thirty years in the Sutra Pavilion.
My heart gradually turned from fright to fear, from fear to fear.
In fact, cold sweat broke out on his back, and his heart almost stopped beating.
He couldn't help but feel lucky.
If the sweeping monk had taken action against him over the years, I am afraid he would have fallen.
At the same time, he was secretly guessing the purpose of the sweeping monk.
The sweeping monk slowly turned his head and looked at Murong Bo beside him.
Murong Bo saw that the sweeper's eyes were dull, as if he was blind.
But I feel that the secret hidden in my heart has been seen through by the sweeping monk.
He vaguely felt that everything he did was clearly seen through by him, and he couldn't help but feel very uncomfortable.
At this moment, the sweeping monk suddenly sighed and said quietly: "Murong layman is actually a descendant of Xianbei!"
"Layers have been living in the south of the Yangtze River for several generations. The old monk originally thought that the laymen had been exposed to the literary talent of the Southern Dynasty."
"Who knew that after the laymen came to the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion, they translated the subtle words of my Shaolin ancestor into French , all the sayings and experiences of eminent monks of all ages were discarded like trash, but when I picked up a copy of "Nian Hua Fingering Technique", I felt like I had found a treasure. "< br>
Speaking of this, the sweeping monk glanced at Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, and said with emotion: "In the past, people bought coffins and returned pearls, which made them laugh for thousands of years."
"These two laymen are now living in this world. Even an expert does this foolish thing."
"Alas, it is harmful to both myself and others."
Murong Bo was extremely shocked. When he entered the Sutra Pavilion for the first time, the first cultivation secret book he saw was indeed "The Flower Nian Finger Technique".
But he remembered that he clearly used his mental power to check the surroundings and was very sure that there was no one else in the Sutra Pavilion.
Why does this old monk seem to have witnessed it with his own eyes?
He was sure that this old monk's cultivation level must be higher than his.
Otherwise, how could he not detect him!
The voice of the sweeping monk continued: "Jun Murong's heart is even more greedy than that of Jiao Xiao."
"What Jushi Xiao has practiced is just how to restrain the existing skills of the Shaolin School. But Murong layman But I included all the "Seventy-two Special Skills" in this temple and recorded the copies carefully. Then I returned to the Sutra Collection Pavilion and returned to the original book. Make every effort, intend to integrate Master these seventy-two unique skills."
Speaking of this, the sweeping monk shook his head: "Bushi, you are just like Layman Xiao, you have been deeply possessed but don't know it."
Speaking of this. At this moment, his eyes swept over Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, and he said softly: "Two laymen, your internal injuries can only be treated through the method of 'mutual aid of yin and yang'. Are you willing to put aside your grudges and heal each other?"< br>
Without waiting for Xiao Yuanshan to answer, Xiao Feng responded quickly: "Old monk, the hatred of killing your wife and mother is irreconcilable, and my father is unwilling!"
The sweeping monk put his palms together and whispered the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, The old monk had always thought that Master Xiao was a kind-hearted young hero, but when he saw him today, he was a little disappointed!"
"Master Xiao, did you risk yourself for revenge? Are you disregarding your father's life and death?"
"And you two have already made Master Xiao's son crazy, which can be regarded as revenge. Isn't this enough?"
Xiao Feng sneered: "Old monk, please stop pretending to be benevolent and righteous here. If it weren't for Mr. Fang Yu just now, I am afraid that my father and son would have been forcibly converted by you!"
"I will naturally treat my father's internal injuries!"
"Didn't you just swear that my father's injuries can only be resolved by 'mutualizing yin and yang' with old thief Murong?"
"Now please open your eyes wide and see how I treated my father!"
Xiao Feng is not a fool.
He had a vague feeling that the sweeping monk stopped taking action because he was afraid of Fang Yu.
Although the sweeping monk's cultivation is unfathomable and his words are high-sounding, he appears to be an accomplished monk on the surface.
But as soon as the sweeping monk appeared just now, he forcibly used the Buddha's voice to convert the father and son.
So, Xiao Feng didn't have a good impression of the sweeping monk in his heart.
After saying that, Xiao Feng turned his right hand, and a crystal clear glass bottle appeared in his right hand.
"Dad, this is the holy medicine for healing. You take this medicine first to heal your wounds, and I will protect you!"
Sweeping Monk: "..."
Looking at the beautiful three-color liquid in the glass bottle, the Sweeping Monk's pupils suddenly shrank, and a trace of greed swept through the depths of his eyes.
He glanced vaguely at Fang Yu, who was silent, and returned to normal in an instant.
Seeing that the sweeping monk failed to show off and was beaten, Fang Yu said:
"Old monk, you don't recognize these three-color liquids, do you?!"
"I will help you with some popular science. This is [Three Light Divine Water]. It can whiten flesh and bones, reverse life and death. It's just a mere internal injury. It can be healed with a snap of your fingers!"
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(This chapter End)