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    "Donor Ling, please be merciful and merciful!"

    At this moment, the unknown old monk suddenly waved his sleeves, and a powerful force roared out, as if a wall of air came out of thin air, blocking the sword energy shot by Ling Muyun.

    A burst of dense air explosion sounded, the sharp sword energy was wiped out, and the air wall wielded by the unknown old monk also collapsed and dissipated. In terms of the power of the moves, the two were evenly matched.

    However, the unknown old monk arrived first and successfully intercepted Ling Muyun's killing move, creating an opportunity for Murong Fu to escape. From this point of view, Ling Muyun was at a disadvantage.

    Murong Fu also took advantage of Ling Muyun being blocked by the unknown old monk, jumped out of the Sutra Pavilion with Murong Boyi in his arms, and fled outside.

    "Murong, where are you running away from?"

    Xiao Feng, who was resting on the bookshelf, had already forced most of the toxins out of his body with his internal energy. When he saw Murong Fu fleeing with his father, he immediately roared and flew towards the outside of the Scripture Deposit Pavilion in pursuit.

    "Amitabha, Master Xiao, when will we be able to retaliate? Why don't we let it go." The unknown old monk recited the Buddha's name in the air, shook his robe sleeves, and a wall of air came out, and he stopped in front of Xiao Feng.

    Ling Muyun said: "Old monk, since you create karma, you must bear the consequences. You are not a Buddha, and you cannot save the world, so why bother with the karma of the world?"

    As he spoke, Ling Muyun shook his hand and struck out with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. A powerful palm force roared out like an invisible dragon, colliding with the wall of energy wielded by the unknown old monk.  As if a meteorite hit the earth, there was a loud bang, and the entire Sutra Pavilion shook violently. The strong wind aroused by the powerful force swept in all directions, like a hurricane passing by, and the bookshelves in the pavilion were blown around.  It wasn't just one or two buildings that were blown away, countless scriptures and classics were blown away, flying all over the sky.

    "My dear brother, thank you very much." Xiao Feng thanked Ling Muyun, then jumped out of the Scripture Depository Pavilion and chased after Murong and his son.

    Ling Muyun wanted to keep Murong Fu behind, but the unknown old monk stopped him, allowing Murong Fu to escape successfully. Unexpectedly, Liu Yun had to repay his debt quickly, and he followed him to stop Xiao Feng.  But Ling Muyun blocked him, tit for tat, and no one took advantage.

    "Amitabha, good, good." The nameless old monk chanted the Buddha's name, with a look of helplessness on his face.  Said: "Donor Ling, old benefactor Xiao and old benefactor Murong are at opposite ends of the spectrum. It is time for the yin and yang to harmonize and heal each other, but now you do this"

    Ling Muyun smiled faintly and said: "It doesn't matter, I have my own way to treat Uncle Xiao, so master you don't have to worry about it."

    As he spoke, Ling Muyun stepped back slightly.  He spanned a distance of several feet in one step and landed lightly in front of Xiao Yuanshan. He reached out and picked up Xiao Yuanshan's palm, which transformed into ten thousand poisonous Qi and flowed into his body, instantly dissolving the poison of "Sad Breeze" in his body.  , and then said: "Uncle Xiao, this poison was inflicted by Murong Fu, he must have an antidote. I, Brother Xiao, am afraid that I will be unable to cope with it when I am outnumbered."

    "Thank you, my dear nephew." As soon as the poison in Xiao Yuanshan's body was relieved, he immediately stood up, bowed his hands to Ling Muyun, and then jumped out of the pavilion and flew away, catching up to help his son.

    "Amitabha"

    The nameless old monk chanted the name of the Buddha and wanted to stop him again.  Although Xiao Feng's martial arts is stronger than that of Murong and his son.  If Murong and his son join forces, self-protection will not be a problem.  But if Xiao Yuanshan is added to the mix, the situation will be even worse.

    The nameless old monk was not blindly attracted to Murong and his son, but simply did not want to see the killing.  As for the two opposing parties, Xiao and Murong, Murong and his son are on the weaker side, so it is inevitable that he will act in favor of Murong and his son.

    However, just when the unknown old monk was about to move, he saw Ling Muyun swaying and blocking him in front of him, saying: "Master, please don't worry about other people's affairs. I see that Master's martial arts is unpredictable.  I have reached the state of returning to my original nature, and I can¡¯t help but feel a little bit technical. I would like to ask the master for some advice, is it possible?¡±

    The unknown old monk looked at Ling Muyun, who was smiling, and knew that if he did not defeat Ling Muyun, he would not be able to interfere in today's matter. He immediately sighed softly and said, "Donor Ling has such advanced cultivation at such a young age. It's true.  It's very admirable. Since the benefactor has this intention, I should accompany him. However, this is the place where the scriptures are stored in the temple. It contains all the treasures of scriptures left by Patriarch Bodhidharma and the eminent monks of the past generations. How about going outside to compete.  ?¡±

    Ling Muyun said: "Just follow the master."

    "Amitabha, thank you Lord Ling for this." The unknown old monk nodded and immediately stepped out of the pavilion. He seemed to shrink into an inch with each step. I didn't see him making any gestures. He was just acting as usual.He took a step forward, which seemed slow but was actually urgent. After taking two steps, he was already outside the attic.

    Ling Muyun's eyes suddenly shot out a gleam of light, and his body moved as if he was walking on a high altitude, without the soles of his feet touching the ground. It was as if he just took one step in the air, and his figure had already left the Sutra Collection Pavilion.

    Although the four monks Xuan Sheng, Xuan Mie, Xuan Gu and Xuan Jing were unable to move due to the poison of "Sorrowful Breeze", their consciousness was not lost. Seeing the methods performed by the unknown old monk and Ling Muyun, they could not help but marvel.  , and at the same time I couldn¡¯t help but feel secretly ashamed.

    Before, they were regarded as Shaolin monks and martial arts masters. They themselves felt that their martial arts skills were unambiguous. But compared with the unknown old monk and Ling Muyun, they were just like beginners in martial arts.  It's not worth mentioning, not even worthy of carrying someone's shoes.

    An unspeakable annoyance arose in the hearts of the monks. People like Ling Muyun and the nameless old monk were both unparalleled masters. Such masters were extremely difficult to find in the world, but now they knew that these two  It is about to start a battle, but cannot go out to watch because of the poison of "Sorrowful Breeze". This is like entering a treasure mountain and returning empty-handed, and the regret in it is really not something that outsiders can appreciate.

    Ling Muyun fell lightly to the ground, and the unknown old monk glanced at Ling Muyun and said, "Donor Ling, please come with me."

    As he spoke, the unknown old monk suddenly turned around, stepped out, and suddenly ran towards the bottom of the mountain. He seemed to be casting a spell while walking, and he didn't see how hard he was stepping. He was just walking normally.  However, the actual figure moved very fast. In three or two steps, he was already twenty or thirty feet away.

    Ling Muyun's eyes flashed, and he immediately straightened up and chased after him lightly, as if his feet were not touching the ground, as if he was walking on the wind, floating like an immortal.

    The nameless old monk and Ling Muyun moved in tandem, as fast as lightning and lightning, and suddenly they were dozens of feet away. Looking from a distance, they could only see two shadows running between the temple buildings.  Then it went away and disappeared without a trace, as fast as a ghost, as ethereal as a fairy.

    After running for a while, Ling Muyun couldn't help but be secretly surprised.  The unknown old monk's Qinggong was so miraculous that he had never seen it before in his life, and it seemed as if he had a magic spell.  It turned out that the old monk had just taken one step ahead of him, and the distance between them was only a few feet. Originally, he thought he could catch up in just two or three steps.  But who would have thought that the unknown old monk seemed to be walking normally, but in fact he was running at an extraordinary speed. With only a few feet away, with his lightness kung fu, he could never catch up, but he would not be left behind.

    It should be noted that ever since he merged the various light skills such as Waiting Nine Yin Qing Gong, Ling Bo Wei Bu, He Xiang Jiutian and so on into one furnace, Ling Muyun's Qing Gong has reached an extremely advanced level, and he is confident enough to stand alone in the world of Tianlong.  Thinking that the nameless old monk's Qinggong was not inferior to him at all, and even slightly better.

    Of course, Ling Muyun is confident that if he can further improve his cultivation, overcome the bottleneck and completely enter the realm of innate and perfect master, it will not be difficult for his Qinggong to be higher than that of the unknown old monk as the tide rises.

    However, the threshold of the Grandmaster realm is not so easy to cross. Even with the help of Tianshan Tonglao and Li Qiushui, Ling Muyun has already entered the peak of innate perfection, and is only half a step away from the realm of innate perfection.  However, it is extremely difficult to take this half step.

    Even though Ling Muyun obtained almost all the martial arts secrets of the Xiaoyao Sect, devoted himself to practicing martial arts in seclusion in Lingjiu Palace for several months, and made considerable progress, he still failed to reach the state of innate perfection before this martial arts conference.  .

    It¡¯s just that time waits for no one. The system task requires him to defeat the unknown old monk during the Shaolin sect¡¯s martial arts conference. He can only challenge the unknown old monk at this time. After this period, even if he defeats the unknown old monk again.  The monk was defeated and the mission failed.

    Because of this, even though he knew that the unknown old monk was probably already at the level of a master, and that he was still one step away from it, and his chances of winning were not very great, Ling Muyun still had the courage to come.

    But now it seems that he can't even gain any advantage in Qinggong, which he is best at. This makes Ling Muyun's heart sink slightly. It seems that winning this battle will be more difficult than he imagined.  .

    The nameless old monk turned east and west in the barren mountain, and soon led Ling Muyun to a flat place in the forest. He then stopped and turned to look at Ling Muyun.

    Seeing that Ling Muyun also stopped lightly, and his face did not change even after he was out of breath, the unknown old monk couldn't help but admired and said: "Alchemist Ling has reached such a level of martial arts at such a young age. It is really amazing. I have been living in seclusion in Shaolin for several years."  In ten years, I never expected that a person as stunning as Master Ling would appear in the martial arts world"

    Ling Muyun's heart moved, and he suddenly asked: "Excuse me for being presumptuous, but I don't know what sect the master comes from?"

    From the words of the unknown old monkIt was difficult to tell that this unknown old monk was not a member of the Shaolin Sect. He had only lived in seclusion in the Shaolin Temple in recent decades. Ling Muyun couldn't help but feel a curiosity in his heart. Who did this top master in the world of Tianlong come from?  Which sect?  Why have I never heard of it in the world before?
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