Song Qingshu shook his head: "I just said that with Murong Fu's skill, I can't kill master xuanbei." Although xuanbei was just a dead dragon in the original work, his martial arts skills were always underestimated. All kinds of signs show that he was the floor sweeper of Shaolin Temple and the Third Master of xuanci. After all, murongbo attacked first and fell into the disadvantage. In the end, he killed his opponent by surprise only by using his unique skills.

The purpose of murongbo is to stir up disputes among nations. Originally, he wanted to kill xuanbei with one Yang finger. Unfortunately, xuanbei's martial arts skills were too high. He could not practice one Yang finger very well, and finally there were many dangers. He had to use his unique skills. Instead, he had to pit his son.

"But didn't you say that xuanbei died by the hand of the stars?" Xiao Feng was puzzled and suddenly responded, "is it murongbo?"

"Not bad." Song Qingshu nodded and told the story about murongbo's feigning death.

"The thief!" Xiao Feng pinched his fingers and his eyes were full of anger.

"It's him Xiao Yuanshan almost didn't faint. He learned that he had been fighting with his great enemy in Shaolin temple for decades. When he saw murongbo stealing scriptures in Shaolin Temple, he thought he was an enemy of Shaolin. The enemy of the enemy was a friend, so he secretly instructed him in martial arts, Murongbo couldn't support about 100 moves in the first contest, and he was still tied after 300 moves in the third contest.

Xiao Yuanshan was so angry that he vomited blood when he thought that his enemy's martial arts had improved by leaps and bounds under his own guidance.

At this time, xuzhu suddenly said, "we will find out everything about Mr. Murong, but there may be a conspiracy, but Xiao's father and son's killing is also true. What's more, Xiao Yuanshan secretly learned the 72 unique skills of our temple. If we let them go, our martial arts will be disclosed to other people, and it will be the common people of the Central Plains who will be harmed in the future. In any case, our temple can't be the eternal sinner."

"Yes, we can't let Xiao and his son leave." The monks of Shaolin Temple just hesitated after hearing Song Qing's words. Now after listening to Xu Zhu's words, they immediately strengthened their mind.

Song Qingshu frowned. This Xu Zhu is not like the honest and honest little monk in the original work. Is he also like Zhang Wuji who was robbed by an old monster?

Zhao Min in the tree turns his mouth secretly. If Xiao's father and son just killed Tan Gong, Tan Po, Zhao qiansun and some other miscellaneous fish in the lake, Shaolin will act as if they don't have to keep them. Even if they killed master xuanku, Shaolin may endure for a while in the face of song Qingshu. However, Xiao Yuanshan has learned 72 unique skills secretly, which is Shaolin's life, It's the foundation for them to settle down in the Jianghu. I'm afraid that even Zhang Sanfeng and Wang Chongyang will not work now.

"You are afraid that Xiao Yuanshan will pass on his martial arts to Khitan soldiers and harm the Han people in the future, aren't you?" Song Qingshu asked.

"Nature Xuzhu looks like a compassionate man. "Now that China is in decline, Shaolin has been the leader of the Wulin since ancient times. Naturally, we should do our part for the common people in the world and take precautions."

"I'm afraid that Xiao Yuanshan will teach them to the Khitan soldiers," Song Qingshu said with a sneer. "The foreign people in your mouth still know how to teach them to ordinary soldiers, enrich the country and strengthen the army, and make contributions to the national interests. But you have the genuine 72 unique skills. How ever did you pass these skills on to our Han soldiers, So that they won't have the power to protect themselves when they are on the alien cavalry? "

"You The monks of Shaolin stopped talking for a while. They should know that the unique skills of all the sects are always under strict control, and they are not passed on unless they are inner disciples. They are afraid that the unique skills will be disclosed. For thousands of years, all the sects have been like this, and no one will be meaningful. Who knows that song Qingshu's big hat has been put off, so that they don't know how to refute it.

If it's an ordinary school, just tell him that there is something wrong with it. Which school in the world will spread its unique knowledge? But they are Shaolin who boast that they are the best in the Wulin. If they admit that they don't teach their unique skills because of their family's opinions, they can't afford to be bullied by foreign cavalry.

Master Fang Zheng called a Buddha's name, and then said: "the king of Qi doesn't know. It needs a good foundation to practice Shaolin's martial arts, and the progress is slow in the early stage. To practice every martial arts in the future, we need to resolve the corresponding Buddhist dharma. Otherwise, it's easy to hurt ourselves, which is not only useless, but also harmful. And the army needs simple, direct and effective training methods, so it is not suitable to teach them the martial arts of our temple. "

The monks nodded their heads one after another, proving that Buddhism is profound and kind-hearted. They have always been loved by the people in the temple, which is reasonable and skillful to answer each other's questions.

Although he didn't like other people, song Qingshu, a kind old monk, was respected by the other party. However, today's life is related to Xiao Feng's father and son, and he can only offend: "since according to the master, the martial arts of your temple is not suitable for promotion in the army, why are you afraid that Xiao Yuanshan will go back to Khitan soldiers one by one?"

"This..." Fang Zheng was not an eloquent person for a long time.

Xuzhu said in a hurry: "although the martial arts of this temple is not suitable for promotion in the army, the number of martial arts learning of Qidan people is different from that of the Central Plains. If they have any improvement methods, they can change the martial arts of this temple to suit the cultivation of soldiers, and then it will be too late to regret."

Zhao Min on the tree nodded secretly. Although the little monk was a little annoying, he was also very eloquent.

Xuancheng at one side finally couldn't restrain himself and said in a loud voice: "song, you are so eloquent that you just want to get rid of the sin for Xiao's father and son. I tell you that there is no one. Today, there are so many experts in our temple. How can you succeed? In fact, I haven't settled with you about the damage of Sanskrit in Yijinjing last time. "

Hearing the Yijinjing, ah Zi opened her mouth and tried to say that Sanskrit was originally in Song Qingshu, so that all the people in Shaolin temple would fight with song Qingshu and they could escape.

However, she hesitated for a long time. She didn't know what kind of worry she had. She just snorted. If you don't care about us, I'll drag you into the water! She came from the Xingxiu school and had no sense of guilt in planning such a thing.

Naturally, song Qingshu didn't know that he was almost sold by ah Zi, but sneered at Xuancheng: "it's said that in the end, we should rely on our strength to speak for half a day. Alas, why do we fight for half a day?"

"Hum!" With a wave of Xuancheng's robe, it's obvious that he has learned the power of his mouth, and he doesn't want to fight with him any more. However, his clothes were badly whipped by Xiao Yuanshan's whip just now, and now they are broken one by one, which is very funny.

"Xiao Feng is my friend after all, so I can't just sit back and ignore him," Song Qingshu suggested. "If the scuffle is going to hurt the innocent, we'd better choose one of them. If we win, you'll let them go; If you win, the Xiao family and their sons will be left to your temple. How about that? "

Shaolin monks look at each other and see the fear in each other's eyes. They have seen the martial arts of song Qingshu at the Golden Snake conference, and they have dealt with each other several times. It can be said that they are unfathomable. Although there are many experts in the field, they are not sure about song Qingshu.

Even Xuancheng, a crazy man, hesitated. Although he was very confident, this battle was related to Shaolin's unique knowledge and reputation. He didn't dare menglang.

"Amitabha ~" Kongwen said, "benefactor's martial arts are so high that he has already been famous in the world. Why should we show it with this temple again?"

Song Qingshu shrugged: "I really don't mean to show off now. I just want to help my friends. In this way, you can't accept the outcome of the first World War. How about the third world war? You and I have three people each. If we win more times, we will win. How about that? "

Hearing his proposal, Shaolin monks could not help but feel some emotion and began to communicate with each other.

In their opinion, Xiao Feng has been seriously injured now. Although he can still support him, any one of his experts should be able to win. The other a Zhu and a Zi have low martial arts skills, which is not worth mentioning at all. In this way, we have won a game before the war, and the chance of winning this bet is very high.

However, xuanci raised an objection. Although they can win a game, they can win a game even if song Qingshu is published. The key to the victory lies in the competition with Xiao Yuanshan. Just watched the duel between Xiao Yuanshan and Xuancheng, which one of you has confidence to win him?

The other monks were silent. Although they boasted that they would not lose Xiao Yuanshan, they were not sure if they wanted to win him. This station is very important and no one dares to take risks.

In the end, Xu Zhu put forward that his own side had the best advantage. Why didn't he have to fight with them to win? Xuancheng immediately agreed, xuanci and others also nodded.

After the final discussion, xuanci said, "Xiao's father and son are stained with too much Wulin blood, and they have learned the martial arts of our school. We can't let them go. If the king of Qi could just stand by, we would be able to win the friendship of Shaolin even if the enmity between the two sides had been eliminated. "

Song Qingshu has to admit that his proposal is somewhat attractive. The millennium old temple of Shaolin has a huge appeal in the Wulin. If they help, it will be like a tiger.

But he's not a three-year-old. What's the use of an empty promise of friendship? He was very clear that the fundamental conflicts between the two sides could not be reconciled: Shaolin needed to find strong people who could unify the whole world, and then they could also become the national religion, and their interests were greatly expanded. Now their own power is relatively weak compared with the whole world, so they are not in their plan.

Now all kinds of signs show that in Shaolin's eyes, it is Mongolia that is most likely to unify the world... In fact, there is nothing wrong with this. In history, no matter Zen or Quanzhen, or various Western sects, all tried their best to preach to the Mongolian Khan. Because the Mongolian Khan believed in a certain religion, the status of that religion would become very detached, and temples could be opened everywhere in the world, with all kinds of rewards The land and the devotion of believers are inexhaustible.

It's just that Zen and Quanzhen have been fighting for half a day. In the end, Esoteric Buddhism is more popular with Mongolian Khan

Especially when he thought that Shaolin had arranged for Chen Youliang to try to contain his power, song Qingshu became more and more upset: "so, Shaolin is trying to win with more?"