Bang!

Under Ling Chen's domineering attack, the Murong Bo, who was no longer prepared, fell to the ground in the palm of his hand.

However, he did not die directly under Ling Chen's palm as everyone expected. He saw that his face looked a little ugly, and there was no other situation.

"You... won't kill me?" Although he felt that Ling Chen's palm had caused some harm to him, it did not take his own life. Murong Bo also asked him strangely.

"I have used Beiming's true qi to seal your meridians. If you want to use internal energy in the future, this true qi will explode in your body, and you will bleed in your seven orifices to death." Ling Chen said coldly at Murong Bo. The reason why he did not kill Murong Bo was because he remembered that Murong Fu had helped him and the Xiaoyao Sect at the last moment, so he temporarily changed his mind and entered the attacking Beiming's true qi into Murong Bo's body in the form of a life and death talisman, so that he could no longer use martial arts in this life.

"Little donor, you can resist the murderous intent in your heart at the last one and not be controlled by the inner demon. It is really gratifying." Seeing that Ling Chen was just using Beiming's true energy to seal Murong Bo's martial arts, the Sweeping Monk was also very satisfied. After all, he understood that it was already a great compromise to be able to achieve this with Ling Chen's situation.

"Master, there will be no Murong Bo in the world in the future. I hope you can understand." Ling Chen looked at the sweeping monk and said seriously. The implicit meaning of his words was to tell the sweeping monk that I could not kill Murong Bo today, but he must go to Shaolin to become a monk and become a foreigner. If he appears in the secular world again, he will definitely kill him.

"Don't worry, little donor, the old monk guaranteed his life that Mr. Murong had turned into dust and passed away with the wind." The sweeping monk naturally understood Ling Chen's meaning and nodded seriously to him and assured him.

"That's thank you." After receiving the promise of the sweeping monk, Ling Chen stopped saying anything and turned to look at Xiao Yuanshan who had seen through the world, "Uncle, do you really want to become a monk? You have to know that you have a parent-child like your elder brother in the secular world. You haven't seen each other for thirty years. Wouldn't you go and meet me?"

"Since I haven't seen you for thirty years, it's better not to see you. For him, my father would have died outside Yanmen Pass thirty years ago." Xiao Yuanshan saw through everything at this moment and naturally had no concern for everything.

"Since that's the case, let it go, uncle, although you are not a good father, you have a good son like an elder brother!" Seeing that Xiao Yuanshan had made up his mind, Ling Chen knew that he could not persuade him. Besides, judging from the current situation, there is nothing wrong with Xiao Yuanshan becoming a monk, at least saving Ling Chen a lot of trouble. However, thinking that half of Xiao Feng's tragedy in his life was caused by Xiao Yuanshan, he couldn't help but scold him indifferently.

"King Ming, let's go!" Ling Chen's affairs in Shaolin Temple have been completed at this moment, and he decided not to stay in this place for too long.

"Little donor, King Ming, wait a minute." Seeing Ling Chen and Jiumozhi leaving in a hurry, the sweeping monk called them.

"Master, is there anything else?" Ling Chen turned his head and asked faintly.

"Little donor, King Ming, the old monk said before that King Ming forcibly recorded the 72 unique skills of this temple one by one and studied them slowly in private. He also used Taoist Xiaoxianggong to activate Shaolin's unique skills, and reversed the order. On the surface, it was extremely powerful, but in fact it was a great disaster and had already hurt the internal organs. The disaster was just around the corner!" The monk sweeping the floor looked at Jiumozhi and said seriously: "Now the old monk can help. As long as King Ming gave up this body of cultivation and devoted himself to goodness, the Buddhist teachings can be eliminated in a blink of an eye."

"Brother Ling, say..." Jiumozhi had no doubt about what the Sweeping Monk said at this moment. After all, after seeing his invincible terrible strength, he believed that the Sweeping Monk could cure his internal troubles, but he could not accept this at all. Thinking that Ling Chen had also said that he would cure his internal troubles for him, he turned his eyes to Ling Chen and asked him what he meant.

"Master, don't worry, King Ming is my friend, and I promised him that he would definitely treat his internal problems, so the master will not bother with this matter." Ling Chen was also quite clear about Jiumozhi's situation. He who has mastered a lot of medical skills in the Xiaoyao School naturally knew the special method of rescuing.

"...Okay, the old monk won't ask more questions, and I would like to ask the little donor and the Ming King to be compassionate and benefit all the people." The monk sweeping the floor was not too surprised that Ling Chen wanted to deal with Jiumozhi's old troubles by himself. At this moment, he already knew that Ling Chen was a disciple of Xiaoyaozi, so he naturally believed that Ling Chen would have that special Taoist way to treat him, but he sincerely reminded Ling Chen to have good thoughts. After all, with the achievements that a person like Ling Chen would achieve in the future, if he was wholeheartedly good, it would definitely be a blessing for all people, and otherwise it would be a catastrophe.

After listening to the advice of the sweeping monk, Ling Chen's expression still did not change at all. He hurriedly left Shaolin Temple with Jiumozhi...

"Oh, the road ahead is indeed too far. I am not enough in front of this Tianlong master at this moment. If the sweeping monk wants to kill me with peace of mind, I will probably be killed like Xiao Yuanshan and the others." After leaving Shaolin Temple, Ling Chen also thought in his heart with a heavy expression. For him, this trip to Shaolin can be considered an extremely successful or extremely failed.

It was said that it was successful because Ling Chen finally completely pulled out the mysterious enemy Murong Bo who had been secretly and made him become a monk. It can be said that he would not pose any potential threat to him in the future. However, this trip to Shaolin made Ling Chen see the magical martial arts of the Sweeping Monk. Ling Chen also felt strongly unwilling to accept it in his heart. He originally thought that relying on the special nature of Beiming's true energy, he could at least fight against the Sweeping Monk for a few moves, but the final result was a complete defeat.

"Brother Ling, are you worried about the matter of Murong Lao Pin? Don't think so much. If you really want to kill this old man and monk to help you, as long as we divide the troops into two groups, I will lead the old monk to sweep the floor and kill the old man Murong Lao Pin. Anyway, that old man cannot use his internal strength at the moment, killing him will only be a matter of a moment!" Seeing Ling Chen's face turned blue, he seemed very unwilling. Jiumozhi thought he was depressed that he could not kill Murong Bo, so he suggested to him.

"No need, King Ming, after I have deposed the martial arts of Murong Bo, there will be no threats. Besides, I have some connections with Murong Fu, so there is no need to kill them all." Looking at Jiumozhi Lingchen, he shrugged and said, "I just thought that I had no resistance in front of the sweeping monk, and I was a little unwilling to accept it."

"So that's it. Brother Ling, I ask the young monk to say that you don't need such trouble. This martial arts path is endless. Although the sweeping monk is powerful, he himself has been in the Sutra Library for seventy or eighty years. With his age, he is more than enough to be your grandfather. It is reasonable to have such cultivation. As long as Brother Ling, you continue to practice. With your talent, the young monk believes that you can surpass the sweeping monk within ten years!" Jiumozhi said to Ling Chen very seriously. Although the performance of the sweeping monk deeply shocked Jiumozhi, after seeing Ling Chen's martial arts leap in this very short period of time, he was still full of confidence in Ling Chen's future. After all, in Jiumozhi's view, "I would rather bully the white-bearded man than bully the young man's poor!"

"Haha, King Ming has been too rewarded, so I dare not take it." Ling Chen smiled happily for Jiumozhi's respect for himself so highly, "Let's go, King Ming, now Murong Bo's matter is handled, it is time for me to resolve the old problems in your body for you."

"Okay, where can we resolve it?"

"Piaomiao Peak-Lingjiu Palace!"

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Piaomiao Peak Lingjiu Palace is the headquarters of the three elders of the Xiaoyao Sect, the Tianshan Tonglao. Lingjiu Palace is divided into nine heavens and nine divisions. The palace maids in the palace are of extremely high martial arts. There are four maids who serve Tianshan Tonglao since childhood. They have been commanding thirty-six cave masters and seventy-two island masters. They can be said to be an extremely terrifying existence in the martial arts world.

But since a few months ago, the time for the rejuvenation of the Lord of the Lingjiu Palace, the Tianshan Tonglao, was on the rise and disappeared, the entire Lingjiu Palace became in chaos. All the maids of the Nine Heavens and Nine Divisions came out to search for the whereabouts of the Tianshan Tonglao. Although the Tianshan Tonglao treated the thirty-six cave masters and the seventy-two island masters, the maids who served him were very concerned about him. They were a typical disgusting person, so these maids of the Lingjiu Palace were all devoted to him, and after he disappeared, he wanted to turn the entire martial arts world over.

It was not until later that they received the flying pigeon letter from the Tianshan Tonglao who had followed Xiaoyaozi to seek the Tao that they felt relieved and learned that the new lord of Lingjiu Palace, Lingchen, would arrive in the near future, and they all rushed back to the Piaomiao Peak Lingjiu Palace to wait.

Ling Chen calculated the time by counting his fingers. It was less than a month since he and the 36 Cave Lord and the Seventy-Two Island Master agreed to. The reason why he brought this Jiumozhi to Lingjiu Palace to treat internal diseases this time was that the Lingjiu Palace had sufficient various magical medicines and could be more sure of treating Jiumozhi well. The second reason was naturally to fulfill the original promise, so that the 36 Cave Lord and the Seventy-Two Island Master gave him a satisfactory battle, and he relieved the life and death talisman for everyone.

"Uh..." But just as Ling Chen and Jiumozhi were about to reach the Lingjiu Palace, the old troubles in Jiumozhi's body occurred, and they fell to the ground and began to twitch in pain.

"Uh, King Ming, how are you?" Ling Chen was also startled when he saw Jiu Mozhi's appearance and quickly reached out to check the situation for him. When Ling Chen's hand just touched Jiu Mozhi's veins, he immediately felt a powerful true energy running around in his body, as if he would explode at any time.

"What, it's so serious." After understanding that Jiumozhi's situation was so serious, Ling Chen immediately activated the Beiming Divine Art, preparing to use the Beiming true qi to suppress the true qi for him.

"A bold slave, you dare to come to Lingjiu Palace!" But just as Ling Chen was about to heal Jiumozhi, a crisp shout came from a distance...

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Chapter completed!