Abbot Xuanci's voice spread loudly, and there was silence in the place. There was no response at all. After a while, everyone started talking.
"What? Is Murong Bo still alive?"
"It's impossible. It's said that he died twenty years ago."
"One Murong Fu was already famous in the world. If there is another Murong Bo, wouldn't the Murong family be able to compete with Shaolin and Wudang?"
…
After a while, Murong Bo was still nowhere to be seen. Xuanci's face was calm and indifferent, as if he was sure that Murong Bo was indeed alive and nearby.
As for Murong Fu, the old god was sitting there, as if Murong Bo really had nothing to do with him.
Xuanci glanced at Murong Fu and was about to speak again when suddenly a burst of laughter came from him, "You are worthy of being the leader of the righteous way. You guessed that I am still alive so quickly."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a gray shadow flash across the field, and a person appeared out of thin air. He was tall and thin, dressed as a monk in gray clothes, but his face was covered with gray cloth, revealing only a pair of bright and restrained eyes.
The moment Murong Bo appeared on the stage, only a few of the heroes in the field could clearly see his movements, and they couldn't help but sigh, "What a profound attainment in Qinggong, I'm afraid the internal strength is also very deep!"
"Nine Yin Manual!" Zhou Zhiruo immediately recognized the familiar aura of internal energy on Murong Bo's body. She was slightly startled, and then thought, "Since he knows the martial arts of the Nine Yin Manual, it seems that he is really Brother Fu's father."
I don't know if he will accept me..."
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sit upright, her expression upright and a little respectful, as if a virgin daughter-in-law had met her parents-in-law.
In fact, not only Zhou Zhiruo, but also Xiao Zhao, Cheng Lingsu and other women in the Murong family's seats were like this. Only Li Mochou's master and apprentice were slightly better. After all, Murong Bo was just one generation higher, and they didn't have that kind of relationship with Murong Fu.
relation.
Murong Bo slowly pulled off the gray cloth, revealing a clear face with plump skin and a slight blush. If it weren't for the gray beard and hair, others would probably think that this man was only in his thirties.
Even though Xuanci was well-informed, he couldn't help but be surprised, "You...how can you be so young?"
Xiao Yuanshan glanced at Murong Bo blankly, and said in surprise, "In the past twenty years, you and I have fought against each other no less than ten times, but we have never seen your true face. Today, I saw it, and it turns out that my inner strength has reached the level of perfection.
Effective, rejuvenating.”
When Murong Bo saw everyone's gazes, he couldn't help but feel a little proud on his face. He glanced at Murong Fu without any trace, and said with a pleased smile, "Haha, I can't say that I am rejuvenated, but I have gained a lot of understanding of how to maintain good health."
Naturally, he would not say that this was the effect of practicing the Nine Yin Manual for many years. Although the process was long, the effect was obvious. When he discovered this symptom himself, he was shocked.
Xiao Yuanshan followed a fierce path. Although his internal strength was very deep, in terms of maintaining health and beauty, he was obviously weaker. He was not much older than Murong Bo, but his beard and hair were gray, and his face was full of wrinkles, making him look very old.
Xuanci came back to his senses, was silent for a moment, and then said, "Donor Murong, you have caused me so much pain."
Murong Bo suppressed his smile and said lightly, "I'm curious, how did you guess that I was hiding nearby?"
Xuanci shook his head, "It's my fault, I'm not sure the donor is still alive, but I just lied."
There is some truth in what he said. Over the years, he has sent people to investigate and secretly investigate, and he has already been 70-80% sure that Murong Bo faked his death. However, the Murong family has been in too much limelight in recent years, and the past has turned into smoke, so he extinguished it.
The thought of getting to the bottom of things.
Secondly, just now Xiao Yuanshan woke up the dreamer with one sentence. He suddenly thought that even Xiao Yuanshan, a man who had long been destined to die, was still alive and hiding in Shaolin. Could Murong Bo, who was closely related to the whole incident, also be in Shaolin?
What? Then I tried it out, but I didn’t expect it to actually come out.
"I see," Murong Bo nodded and no longer dwelled on this issue. Anyway, with the current strength of the Murong family, they no longer have many worries.
"Murong, old benefactor, why did you tell me false news back then?" Xuan Ci suddenly raised his eyebrows and stared at Murong Bo sharply and asked.
"What? Are you the one who falsely spread the news?" Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng were frightened and turned to look at Murong Bo.
Murong Bo smoothed his beard under his chin and said lightly, "Yes, I was the one who told Abbot Xuanci about the news back then."
His tone was very calm, as if he was describing an extremely trivial matter.
"It turns out it's you!" Xiao Yuanshan suddenly became furious, and a flash of annoyance flashed randomly, "If I had known, I should have chopped you with one palm when we first fought."
When Xiao Yuanshan was young, he was taught exquisite martial arts by famous martial arts masters in the Central Plains. He was also born with supernatural powers, so his martial arts skills were extraordinary. However, there was nearly a decade difference in the time when the two of them sneaked into the Shaolin Temple. Murong Bo was indeed no match for him at the time.
In the first competition, Murong Bo could only sustain a hundred moves under his hands. Xiao Yuanshan wanted to be the enemy of Shaolin, so he did not embarrass him.
But ten years ago, Murong Fu used Beiming Magic to cure Murong Bo's hidden illness in his body, and also taught him the Nine Yin Manual and Xiao Wuxiang Kung. Now ten years later, his skills have been fully restored, and he has improved greatly, and even
A little deeper than Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Yuanshan could do nothing but him.
"The mother's revenge is avenged by the son. Father, please give him to the child." Xiao Feng suddenly said.
Xiao Yuanshan laughed and said, "Okay, okay, Feng'er has grown up and has great kung fu. It's time for revenge."
Before he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and robe, and a burst of energy went straight to the other party.
Murong Bo smiled coldly and waved his sleeves and robe in the same way. His movements were a little gentler than Xiao Yuanshan's, but the force he used was three points stronger than Xiao Yuanshan's.
"Broken Kung Fu!" Xuan Ci originally wanted to ask Murong Bo why he wanted to spread false news, but when he saw the two men's martial arts skills, he couldn't help but be surprised, and vaguely thought of something.
Sure enough, the next moment, Xiao Yuanshan's hands folded in his sleeves swayed, as if his ten fingers were playing in succession, beating vigorously, like a polo flower blooming, so mysterious.
On Murong Bo's side, there was a very slight "chichi" sound, and the force was entangled into a ball, just like a white polo flower, facing away from Xiao Yuanshan's golden polo flower.
Suddenly, a large amount of energy popped up from the two Boluo flowers at the same time. However, after hearing a "puff" sound, they disappeared each other. However, it could be vaguely seen that Murong Bo's energy was obviously more powerful, while Xiao Yuanshan was even more powerful.
If it's a bit more aggressive, neither side can tell who's on top and who's on bottom.
"This is Duo Luo Ye Zhi!" Xuan Cheng gritted his teeth and said fiercely. These two people used Shaolin's seventy-two stunts to compete in front of all the heroes in the world. Didn't they openly slap Shaolin in the face?
Moreover, it can also be seen from this that these two people are probably stationed in Shaolin and secretly learned Shaolin's martial arts. What's even more disgusting is that Murong Bo also stole the secret book and taught it to the Murong family.
In fact, this was an injustice to the Murong family. Murong Bo had the intention to steal the secret book of Shaolin's seventy-two stunts to the Murong family, but it was copied by Murong ten years ago. Firstly, he looked down upon the seventy-two stunts. Secondly,
It's because these secret books are available in Langhuan Paradise.
Xuanci closed his eyes and sighed slightly, a deep sense of guilt flashed across his face. Shaolin's centuries-old foundation was probably going to be defeated by his own hands.
In less than a moment, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo in the field had performed more than twenty unique skills.
The moves used by the two are exactly the same, and there are even many rare moves among the seventy-two stunts, such as Chengjing Finger, Scattered Flower Palm, Paramita Hand and other martial arts that few people practice. It is quite eye-opening for the heroes.
The more the Shaolin monks saw, the more frightened they became. There were already more than twenty stunts. They couldn't help but wonder, could it be that these two people had really practiced all seventy-two stunts?
But at this moment, a message from Xuan Cheng came to Xuan Ci's ears, "Abbott, if not, please ask your uncle to come out of the mountain."
Xuanci's eyes suddenly brightened, but he didn't know what he thought of. He slowly shook his head and said, "Let's take a look first and then talk about it. My uncle's temperament is very different. It's not up to us to figure it out."
Xuan Cheng thought for a moment and then looked at Fang Zheng, "Junior Brother Fang Zheng, are you sure you can defeat one of these two people?"
Fang Zheng watched for a while, then slowly shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Senior brother, you think highly of me. If I fight alone with one of these two people, I can only guarantee that I will be invincible, but I have no guarantee of victory."
As for the Murong family, all the girls were whispering to each other. Their eyes glanced at Murong Bo's figure from time to time, their faces sometimes flushed, sometimes anxious, and sometimes worried.
Murong Fu had a panoramic view of the goddesses, and was secretly amused in his heart. Not to mention that this so-called father could not control his thoughts at all. Even if he could, he would probably be happy to see it happen. After all, Murong's family was sparse, and Murong Fu's wives and concubines
Naturally, the more, the better.
After fighting for another ten moves, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo distanced themselves with a tacit understanding. Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly, "You and I know the basics, so there is no need to use these probing moves anymore, otherwise it won't be possible to fight for three days and three nights."
The winner will be determined."
Murong Bo chuckled, "Just what I wanted."
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yuanshan's sleeves and robes fluttered, and a strong wind blew up. His whole body seemed to turn into a piece of cloth and was wrapped around Murong Bo.
"The skill of subduing demons in cassocks!" Xuanci could no longer conceal the shock in his heart, his voice was trembling, "The great skill of subduing demons in cassocks!"
"Yes, this thief is lucky enough to be alive. He is so accomplished in the ability of cassock to subjugate demons, and its power is comparable to that of the Great Prajna Palm."
Murong Bo's face gradually became serious, and he was no longer as relaxed and carefree as before. When he saw Xiao Yuanshan approaching, he stretched out two fingers like lightning. At the same time, an extremely hot pure Yang Qi shot out.
But the "piece of cloth" was unpredictable. He swerved slightly and dodged. Murong Bo counted the points in the air again, but after hearing "chichichichi" for a while, there was already a burnt black hole on the "piece of cloth", but his speed
Unreduced, after a slight change, Murong Bo was wrapped tightly.
It was said to be a piece of cloth, but in fact it was at least half a foot in diameter. The two men fought with great power, and strong winds surrounded them, making it almost impossible to see the two figures clearly.
"Sir, won't you help me?" Tingfeng couldn't help but ask after seeing Murong Fu's unconcerned look.
Murong Fu smiled faintly, "Although Xiao Yuanshan has mastered the cassock demon subduing skill to perfection, he himself is not following this path, and the power is not as strong as imagined, so there is nothing to worry about."