Chapter 142

Boom!

Shaoshang sword suddenly collided with the swirling dead leaves and burst into pieces in an instant.

Fingering!

Lu Zhi had already learned this skill from Jiu Mozhi, but compared with Jiu Mozhi's specious flower fingering, what the secret man used was totally incomparable.

The light dead leaves seem to be flying with the wind. They are soft and have no half force, but Lu Zhi can clearly feel the terrible strength contained in them.

Hoo There was a strong wind roaring in the field. A figure passed through the field. With a move, he grabbed the murongbo in his hand and fled away. The sword Qi inspired by Lu Zhi slowed down and hit the empty place.

What a fast body method!

Lu Zhi's eyes were frozen. Even if he raised his hand and pointed at Xiao Yuanshan's back, he sealed several big holes, let Chunyang's true Qi flow slowly in his body, transferred away and recovered his injury, and then got up to look at the unexpected guest.

Looking at the gray clad old monk with white hair and beard, even Lu Zhi couldn't help but look solemn Sweeping monk!

There can be such a shocking martial arts practitioner in the world. Apart from the untraceable carefree son, there is only the floor sweeper who lives in seclusion in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion!

"Sure enough, it still appeared." Land plant secret passage.

In the original book, the floor sweeping monk appeared because of Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan and accepted them as his disciples. Now, when Murong Bo was about to die, he still couldn't sit still.

"Amitabha." Seeing Lu Zhi looking at himself indifferently, the floor sweeper raised his palm and bowed slightly to him. "The old monk has seen 'real people'."

Lu Zhi raised his eyebrows: "old master, I'm so poor that I don't dare to call myself a real person."

The title of "real person" can't be named by anyone in Taoism. Lu Zhi asked himself that he couldn't reach that level.

The sweeping monk shook his head: "the cultivation of real people has reached the realm of Taoist magic power, so why be humble."

"Do you mean the golden light spell..." Lu Zhi glanced at the sweeping monk and didn't answer. He just asked, "I don't know why the old master wanted to fight me and saved this Liao from me."

"Amitabha, I just want to be merciful and don't want to see this person die in the hands of a real person... The real person is also a person out of the dust. Why can't I let him live?"

Lu Zhi sneered: "let him go? Murong Bo committed a great crime of rebellion. Why, elder, do you think these people can also 'put down the butcher's knife and become Buddhas'?"

The movement here has attracted the attention of everyone present. Even Qiao Feng and xuanci, who are struggling over there, were startled, unconsciously stopped and rushed over.

Seeing this, Lu Zhi simply stopped hiding anything. Lang said, "what's the value of the golden gun?"

"My Lord! I'll wait here!"

For a moment, everyone in the field turned pale. What's the value of the golden gun? Isn't that the exclusive guard of the emperor of the Song Dynasty? How could it be here!

Lu Zhi looked around the field, and then turned to xuanci, who looked suspicious: "abbot xuanci, I ordered to catch the thief. As a result, you Shaolin side obstructed and openly covered up Murong bo..."

"Shaolin Temple, don't you still want to follow the example of the 13 stick monks of the former Tang Dynasty and save the 'Houyan murongbo' so that you can learn from the Dragon skill again?"

Hearing the speech, xuanci looked at the sweeping monk and Murong Bo in his hand, and said in a surprised voice, "it's... Old benefactor Murong!"

"And this old man..." Xuanci vaguely remembers that he seems to have seen the old monk in grey several times. He is a floor sweeping factotum disciple in Shaolin, but he didn't expect that the old monk should have such shocking martial arts accomplishments.

Qiao Feng also helped Xiao Yuanshan to come over, and a pair of tiger eyes were nailed to the dispirited Murong Bo: "this is the Murong old thief who sent false news and killed my mother?"

Lu Zhi nodded: "it's him."

Hearing the speech, Qiao Feng couldn't help but look hard and gently held Xiao Yuanshan to the ground: "father, wait a minute, boy, I'll kill murongbo and avenge my mother!"

Seeing Qiao Feng's words disagreed, he wanted to kill Murong Bo. Lu Zhi didn't stop him. He just looked at the floor sweeper faintly. He wanted to see if the floor sweeper must protect Murong Bo today!

"Murong old thief! Qiao asked you to pay for your life today!"

When Qiao Feng stepped forward, a strong wind suddenly shook. He slapped directly at Murong Bo. The wind roared like a dragon.

The sweeping monk's lips moved slightly, sighed gently, and finally stood in front of Qiao Feng.

"Hey... Why does Lord Qiao have to kill Murong Bo?"

Qiao Feng's face changed greatly. His palm was three feet in front of the sweeping monk. It was like hitting a towering mountain. He couldn't enter any more!

"Lord Qiao, please listen to the old monk."

As he said this, he saw that the sweeping monk gently waved his sleeve to Qiao Feng. With Qiao Feng's ability, he couldn't even stop the old monk's sleeve. In an instant, he was forced by an unstoppable soft force to retreat to two feet away before he finally stopped.

"You old monk, why did you stop Joe from avenging his mother?!"

"Hey..." The sad color on the sweeping monk's face was more serious, "when is the retribution of grievances? Why can't master Qiao put down his persistent killing heart?"

"Murong Bo and your father Xiao Yuanshan have been secretly learning Shaolin unique skills in our Shaolin Sutra Pavilion for many years. They have long been plagued by hidden dangers. They have to become a monk and devote themselves to practicing the essence of the Buddhist scriptures."

"And I've been preparing for many years, and I'm sure that I can spend these two people under my door. Since then, I've become a monk and don't ask about the world. Master Qiao... And this real person, can't I open up?"

Up to now, even the floor sweeper felt that things had become extremely difficult. He could only say his plan and frankly said that he would take the two back to the door. Since then, he didn't ask about foreign affairs. He just hoped to resolve the dispute.

Lu Zhi sneered and said, "old master, the temple Taoist temple is not the place to hide filth. Murong Bo has committed such a great crime. Can it be solved by escaping into the empty door?"

"I'm sure to arrest him today! You should think it over, elder. If you must cover him up, I can regard you as the same sin!"

"And the Shaolin Temple!" Lu Zhimeng turned and looked at xuanci, "you Shaolin Temple didn't have the slightest investigation and conclusive evidence, so you gathered people privately to ambush three members of the xiaoyuanshan family outside the Yanmen pass, so that Daliao followed suit."

"After that, he openly sheltered and hid Murong Bo for so many years! Do you want to rebel in Shaolin Temple?!"

Although the sweeping monk is the biggest obstacle, Lu Zhi always holds xuanci, the Shaolin abbot, in order to keep him connected with Shaolin.

After all, the floor sweeper has no position in Shaolin. He is just an ordinary monk in Shaolin. It's useless to target him.

Xuanci's face suddenly changed. He quickly explained, "Taoist priest Rong, why is this old benefactor Murong hiding in Shaolin? I don't know the Shaolin monks!"

"In those years, I really rushed into Yanmen pass and acted hastily without too much investigation, but Shaolin really has no intention of betraying the great song dynasty!"

The sweeping monk also said: "Amitabha, only the old monk knows about the hiding of two old benefactors Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan in Shaolin, and other monks don't know about it, so it has nothing to do with Shaolin."

"Therefore, if you want to make a plea, you only need to make a plea to the old monk. Don't involve Shaolin."

Lu Zhi looked at several people playfully and suddenly said, "well, there is no relationship between ye erniang and Abbot xuanci?"

Xuanci's face stagnated. He looked at Lu Zhi in shock, and his lips trembled.

"Hahaha..." Lu Zhi smiled and shook his head. "Shaolin's century old temple is famous, and I admire it very much."

"But I don't think so. Shaolin harbors and shields the anti thief Murong Bo. Abbot xuanci, you still let that second Niang ye do evil in the Jianghu and kill countless babies. This crime... It's not too much to let you fall into that infernal hell!"

"Can you admit it?"

Lu Zhi still left some face for xuanci and didn't tell the truth directly. Otherwise, the reputation of Shaolin Temple will really stink!

Xuanci knew that Lu Zhi had come prepared this time, and even knew everything about him and ye erniang.

"I'm willing to plead guilty!"

Lu Zhi nodded: "that's good! Afterwards, the hall will send someone to Shaolin to investigate the matter. You Shaolin up and down, you need unconditional cooperation!"

After that, he looked again at the floor sweeper and murongbo held by him. Next, it was time to solve the matter!