Lu Waner's eyesight is quick, and she overthrows her to the ground, saying: "You are so big, but you want to lose my life? Lu Wan'er I can't afford it. These old men are my mother's vengeance, and it is enough if I don't kill them. You're polite, you still want me to help them. No matter how unscrupulous Wan'er is, he can't do such an act of unfilial piety!"
Ruchen said: "Wan'er, I know that your two mothers have passed away one after another, and your heart feels uncomfortable. Master raised you since you were a child. If you want to be a master and apprentice, you can save them. Wan'er, Wan Son, Master please!"
Lu Waner's eyes flushed and she held back tears and said, "Xiao Ying is the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who saves suffering in this world, such a true hero and great hero, why don't you ask him?"
Ruchen said: "Ying'er... If Ying'er can come, will Master come to beg you?"
Lu Wan'er said: "Why can't he come?"
Ruchen said: "He...he has to do things, he can't come. Wan'er, you can't be ignorant of your conscience..."
Suddenly, the sound of the fighting stopped suddenly, and I looked over with tears, but saw an old monk with a sharp face, standing leisurely in front of the main hall, holding dozens of feather arrows in each of his hands. Look at his youthful face and crane beard, you can't see how old he is.
Ruchen was overjoyed and quickly got up and took Lu Wan'er's hand, and said, "Wan'er, let's go over!"
Lu Wan'er shook her arm, took off her palm, and said, "I'm not going!"
Ruchen walked over by himself, only to see the old monk raised his hands gently, and the feather arrows in his hand flew out silently, all inserted between the high wall a hundred feet away on the opposite side.
The old monk moved his eyebrows, and then he said leisurely: "There is nothing wrong in the world, and mediocre people are disturbing themselves!"
Turning around, he said: "Junior Brother Huaishan, you can't understand the Buddha's mind and cause the disaster of Shaolin Temple. Isn't this completely confused?"
Huaishan leaned forward and replied: "Brother Huaikong has taught it. It's just... just these Khitan Tartars..."
Huaikong intercepted the conversation, and he said: "Amitabha, as a monk, the younger brother is supposed to be detached from the world, and he still has the thought of Yidihubang. Isn't this pedantic?"
Huaishan bowed and replied, "Brother taught me the right way. It's just... just..."
Huaikong said: "Just what? I think that the Buddha's light shines everywhere, all-encompassing, all-encompassing. Disputes in the world have been endless for thousands of years. It is said that the future will be the result of power, interest, and heart. The purpose of being pure and few desires runs counter to the purpose. You and I should not be burdened by fame, not bound by profit, not moved by power, not deceived by desire, accept the way of heaven, follow the trend, and destroy the greater with a small war In the war, a small-scale peace is exchanged for greater peace. It is great good for the people to return to the chaos before the eyes. As the saying goes, the people who win the people’s hearts will win the world. Today, the Liao Kingdom has an enlightened state and broad hearts. At the moment, only the unification of the four parties can stop the chaos in the world. This is also a great act of goodness in conformity with the destiny. We should conform to the way of heaven and belong to the Liao Kingdom, so that we can show our Buddha's compassion."
Huaishan is undecided, and bows only to say: "Brother Huaikong has taught us the right way!"
With empty words, everyone was full of indignation, and most of them were cursing in their hearts: "We have died of these many brothers, but you old monk have transformed them. Fortunately, you are still a generation of monks, and you said that there is no such thing as a nationality. The words of integrity are also chilling!"
However, a small number of people still think in their hearts that the other party is after all a well-known Shaolin monk, and his words and deeds are different from ordinary people. He said these words, I am afraid that there is some truth. It is also reasonable to comply with the law of heaven and exchange a very small bloody struggle for the long-term peace of the people.
It’s right or wrong, but no one can tell. It’s just that there are piles of bones in front of me, eyes full of blood, lying on the ground, but they are all my own compatriots. With a word from the holy monk, he covered it up!
Hearing the voice of Huaikong, he said again: "Amitabha, today the Shaolin Sect, the old monk is the master, obeying the destiny, and submitting to the Liao Dynasty!"
Huaishan's lips and teeth moved slightly, and his heart was unwilling, but he wanted to think that Senior Brother Huaikong was a generation of sacred monks, and his position was extremely respectable, and that was right for him to take control of the Shaolin School.
The rest of the Central Plains martial arts masses are not willing to surrender, and the deputy leader of the Beggar Gang stepped forward and said: "The sacred monk, like you said, we have died so many brothers, this bloody hatred, will this be wiped out?"
Huaikong said: "I don't know which school or school is this master, the old monk is so clumsy?"
Ma Dajiao said, "Ma Dajiao, the deputy chief of the Beggar Gang."
Huaikong said, "Ah, it turns out to be the deputy leader of the world's largest gang of horses, rude and rude!"
Ma Dajia said: "Don't dare not. Master Huaikong is a generation of sacred monks, a scumbag under the hood. He should have reported his family, disrespect and disrespect!"
Huaikong said, "You don't need to be polite, the deputy Ma's gang leader. You have to help the tiger to pass the tiger gang leader. This time, I have never benefited from Shaolin. I don't know why?"
Ma Dajiao said: "It's true that the tiger gang leader was invited by Chutianhe and Chu heroes. A few days ago, he went to Tianshan with the noble master Huaiyuan to wipe out the old demon's nest of Youqing. He has never returned. Alas, only I am afraid that he, like Master Huaiyuan, has already suffered misfortune."
Huaikong sighed and said: "The tiger gang is the main hero of the generation. It is really chilling to say that we go and go! We are the right way of martial arts. From now on, we should take the responsibility of eliminating demons and defending the way as our own responsibility. go."
Someone next to him immediately said: "Master, when you said this, didn't you lift a rock and hit yourself in the foot, contradicting yourself?"
Huaikong said: "What's wrong?"
The humanity said: "You first let us return to the Liao country, and you clearly want us to fight for the Liao dog to fight for the world, and now you say that you must not disturb the tide of disputes in the world. Is this not a contradiction?"
Huaikong smiled slightly: "Ah, the old monk only said that he should accept the way of heaven and return to the Liao Kingdom. He didn't want everyone to blend in and participate in the struggle for power and profit. Shaolin is a place of Buddhist cultivation. There is no dispute over right and wrong, no fame and fortune, and the two don't help each other. You guys It's natural for everyone to decide where to go."
Ma Dafoot clasped his fists awe-inspiringly: "Although my beggars are beggars who are begging for food, but for more than a hundred years since the founding of the beggars, all of them have been iron-clad heroes. The Chinese nation is righteous, but they dare not pull it as dung. He must uphold the will of the tiger gang leader, follow Xiao Ying and Xiao Shaoxia to the death, and swear to fight the Khitan Tartar to the end!"
The words were so hard-hearted, and the beggars helped the crowd, and the applause continued.
It is the people of other sects, when they heard the words "follow Xiao Ying, Xiao Shaoxia, Xiao head", cheers and shouts immediately resounded across the sky.
They had heard that Xiao Ying had eradicated Zhu Wen, the demon emperor, and felt very excited in their hearts. They learned that Xiao Ying was commanding the heroes of the Central Plains and would fight against the demons like Yelu Chunan in Shaolin to save the Central Plains. All took the risk of losing their blood and did not hesitate to come to Shaolin.
It’s just that everyone is forced to death at this moment, but Xiao Ying still doesn’t show up. Let’s not talk about his death today, I’m afraid this bloodshed will eventually end in the victory of the Hu Bang Liao dog, causing these compatriots under the nine springs of flesh and blood. The bones are hard to cold.
Amidst the cheers, everyone could not help but raise their eyes and look around, only to see the wind blowing across the fields in Shaoshi Mountain, and the green branches flickering in the shadows. How can Xiao Ying be half of her figure? Suddenly, a bit of chill hits the body, and my heart inevitably sighs.
Everyone is also discouraged and lazy, but listens to Han Shuyan haha and laughed: "This group of stinky begs, all of them can’t eat enough to eat. If you start, what can you do? Yelu, the little lord, let’s go out. Kill them with drums, so that you don’t take them under your command, and you need more fermi food."
Yelu Chunan smiled and said: "It's not in a hurry. These poor people can't fill their stomachs, so they want to make some tricks to come out and play. If you are poor, you want to change, but it's hard for them! When they show up, they are hungry, but they still hope that the pie will fall in the sky and feed them a full meal. Why don't we wait a little longer, when they are too hungry, they can't walk, and their hearts are deflated. Then there is no need to drill where there is milk?"
Hearing what he said, Ma Dajia was not angry, and yelled: "Fuck your mother's shit!" With a staggering figure, with a strong wind in his hand, he pointed toward the door to the south of Yeluchu.
Yelu Chunan knew that Han Shuyan was beside him, and it was Xiao Ying who came personally. That was not afraid. When there is a smile underneath, he still stands in place, not panicking.
With the club head near the south gate of Yeluchu, Han Shuyan only handed the long sword over, aiming the tip of the sword at the belly of Ma's big ankle, and sent it forward slightly. Ma Dajiao's whole body was immediately strung on the sword like a fish or shrimp, and a pair of large feet wearing straw sandals twitched slightly, and it was breathless. Han Shuyan never even blinked his eyelids.
Seeing this situation, the group of beggars became very angry. Xu Youlu, one of the four elders, uttered a roar, and everyone moved forward bravely, knowing that it was like a moth to a fire, but still rushed forward without fear.
The people in front of the temple know in their hearts that today there is a great disparity between the enemy and ourselves, and under the defeat of the Central Plains Wulin, they are both discouraged and angry. Everyone is like a person who is extremely collapsed. The more angry, the weaker, the more helpless. Hara’s hands are not weak, but there is no way to fight.
The group of beggars killed halfway, when the yellow robe flashed suddenly, Huaikong stood in front of him.
He said: "Everyone, listen to me! The damage here is too heavy today. You can't wait for the courage of this man and die in vain."
The group of beggars thought of his generation of gods and monks with extraordinary vision, and there must be a plan to reap the sky behind. Besides, not to be able to witness Xiao Ying appear to kill demons, and then die like this, really unwilling to see Xiao Ying.
Therefore, the group of beggars still have high hopes in their hearts, and they also have high hopes for Xiao Ying. They do not act rashly at the moment, and they return to their original positions, and look forward to their eyes, looking forward to Xiao Ying's arrival in the wind.