Murong Fu raised his sword and stabbed at the sweeping monk. But he swung his sleeve and Murong Fu was knocked away by the energy, and his strength was very different.

Murong Fu felt that he could not avenge his revenge, so he could only hug Murong Bo and cry and cry.

Except for Jiang Chen, no one else knew why this old monk suddenly took this murder. Could it be that monks were not compassionate, and they were simply demon monks.

"Now I have helped you kill Old Donor Murong, what do you think?"

"Now all my enemies are dead, where should I go."

Xiao Yuanshan suddenly felt that people had lost motivation when they were alive.

The old monk said, "If Young Master Murong kills you, your son will definitely kill Young Master Murong to avenge you again. When will the revenge of such grievances be done? It is better for me to have all the sins in the world!"

As he said that, he took a step, took a palm and slapped the top of Xiao Yuanshan.

Xiao Feng was shocked. The old monk could kill Murong Bo with one palm and his father. He shouted loudly: "Stop!" He both palms came out and slammed the old monk in his chest. He was very respectful of the old monk, but in order to save his father, he had to fight with all his strength.

The old monk stretched out his left palm and blocked Xiao Feng's palms' force, but his right palm still slapped at the top of Xiao Yuanshan. Xiao Yuanshan didn't expect to resist. Seeing that the old monk's right palm was about to touch his forehead, the old monk suddenly shouted loudly and his right palm hit Xiao Feng. The power of Xiao Feng's palms was stalemate with his left palm. Suddenly, he saw his right palm turn to attack him, and immediately pulled out his left palm to resist, and shouted: "Dad, go quickly, go quickly!" Unexpectedly, the old monk's right palm changed direction in the middle, purely a virtual move, just to lure away the power of a palm in Xiao Feng's palms to reduce the force of pushing towards him.

Xiao Yuanshan was beaten to death by the sweeping monk.

Then the sweeping monk quickly grabbed Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan's bodies, jumped in his body, and left with a ghostly speed.

Xiao Feng, Murong Fu and others hurriedly chased after him.

The sweeping monk took the ease of the floor-sweeping monk seriously. Xiao Feng and Jiu Mozhi's martial arts could no longer be seen in the blink of an eye, and Murong Fu didn't need to say anything about it.

Only Jiang Chen, he suddenly had a quick speed like a meteor rushing to the moon, as fast as a sneaky person.

When the sweeping monk brought the two of them to the room, he was surprised to find that Jiang Chen was already waiting for him in the room.

The sweeping monk hurriedly put down the two of them. Before he could talk to Jiang Chen, he put his palms on their backs to activate their skills and relieve their meridians and promote blood circulation.

Not long after, Xiao Feng and the other two arrived one after another.

"What are you going to do to my dad? They are dead."

"I'm giving them menstruation and blood circulation."

Xiao Feng looked at Jiang Chen.

"Brother Yi, you are obviously unfathomable, why do you watch my father be beaten to death?"

"Brother, don't be impatient. The master has his own reason for doing this. You will know later."

The sweeping monk slapped the two of them, knocking out the blood stasis in their bodies, then turning their bodies, connecting their hands together, causing them to hurt each other.

The two of them woke up soon, and Murong Fu and Xiao Feng showed surprise. They immediately retracted their hands when they saw that they injured each other.

"Don't shrink your hands, hold your hands together, and the inner breath is mutually responsive. Use yin to control yang, and use yang to transform yin."

The other three were greatly surprised. Shaolin Temple is worthy of being the supreme martial arts world, and an elderly monk has such skills.

"The overlord's great cause is like smoke and fog, and the deep hatred of blood seas are all made of dust. The old monk beat you into confinement with his palm, so that you can sleep with turtle breath in order to treat the wounds that have accumulated for a long time."

The monk sweeping the floor is proficient in medicine and has a deep understanding of medical principles. He sees the essence from phenomena and is extremely clever. He can bring Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan back to life.

"Thank you for helping the monk."

"You just experienced the process from birth to death, and from death to life, and there is nothing you can't let go of in your heart."

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo looked sad at this moment. Everything was already indifferent. It turned out that all hatred and grand career were false, and they would disappear like flowers and dust. Why bother with persistence?

Bodhi has no trees, and a mirror is not a platform. There is nothing originally, so where can dust be caused?

All the troubles in the world are given to you by people. If you don’t care about anything, will you still be sad and painful?

However, Jiang Chen did not think so. The reason why people are human is because they have seven emotions and six desires. Suppressing their own desires is contrary to human ethics and the order of the universe. Existence is reasonable, so why bother suppressing one's emotions?

Seeing Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan achieve great enlightenment, devote themselves to Buddhism, and want to be the closed disciple of the Sweeping Monk, Jiang Chen can only say that I am really powerful.

When you wake up from a dream, is it meaningful to do things in the world or not?

The sweeping monk accepted them as his disciples.

At this time, Abbot Xuanci and several other masters also came to the door.
Chapter completed!