Chapter 48 A martial arts obstacle full of doubts!"After killing Xuan Bei, I will leave immediately and go to Liaodong to find Wanyan Aguda." Murong Bo was full of energy. With a concrete goal in mind, he felt full of energy, as if he were ten years younger. "Does Xuan Bei have to be killed?" Murong Fu asked. "He has to be killed! During the years I faked my death, Xuan Bei has been secretly investigating me. He has almost found out my hidden identity, Yan Longyuan. If he continues to investigate, not only will I be exposed, but our Murong family's plan to restore the country will also be leaked." Murong Bo smiled bitterly, "That's why I took advantage of his visit to Dali to sneak attack him with the One Yang Finger and put the blame on the Dali Duan family." "If that's the case, then kill him, but don't underestimate Xuan Bei's strength. Shaolin's Xuan masters all have unique skills, especially Xuan Ci, Xuan Bei, Xuan Ji, and Xuan Ku. Don't be careless with them." Murong Fu said, "If you want to kill him, you must make a thorough and reliable plan." "Xuan Bei is not that strong, right?" Murong Bo was very skeptical. "You must be cautious in doing things and strive to be foolproof. Do you know why I stopped you here? It was because Emperor Taizu foresaw that your sneak attack would fail and that Xuanbei's Great Skanda Pestle would have the upper hand. He was defeated for a while and used Dou Zhuan Xing Yi to accuse me of killing a Shaolin monk." Murong Fu said expressionlessly, "Of course, it was also because your One Yang Finger was too weak, which gave Xuanbei time to react." Murong Bo was somewhat embarrassed. He had indeed made many scapegoats for his rebellious son over the years, to the extent that he had not killed Ma Dayuan of the Beggars' Sect, and his rebellious son had been blamed for nothing. "Okay!" Murong Bo said, "How should we sneak attack Xuan Bei?" Murong Fu said, "Didn't Xuan Bei bring two disciples? Ah Zhu and I disguised ourselves as Xuan Bei's disciples and pretended to encounter a master to alarm Xuan Bei. At this time, you suddenly appeared and attacked Xuan Bei. Xuan Bei tried his best to parry you, so he naturally didn't guard his surroundings. Then I suddenly used the One Yang Finger to attack his vital point, and I would be able to kill him immediately."
Murong Bo is too reckless, while Murong Fu is too steady. The two were top masters, but they plotted against a first-rate master and used strategies. It would not be unfair if Xiao Yuanshan was killed by this configuration. If Xuan Bei knew the inside story, he would probably resent himself for having a bad Buddhist name. Xuan Bei, Xuan Bei, his fate was indeed tragic, he was actually plotted against by two people whose martial arts skills were much better than his. "Sir, this is indeed foolproof." Murong Bo said, "Let's start?" "Before that, there is one more very important thing I want to tell you." Murong Fu said, "Do your Yangbai, Lianquan, and Fengfu acupoints feel the pain of thousands of needles piercing your body three times a day?" Murong Bo's face turned pale immediately. He believed that Murong Fu was gifted by God from Emperor Taizu and was not surprised that Murong Fu knew this. However, the pain he endured three times a day really made him feel bored. He has often been unable to control himself in recent years, and he has been able to use the power of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi against people with only mediocre kung fu. Isn't it because he has been suffering from illness and his mind is not as clear as before? What he didn't know was that his desk mate Xiao Yuanshan was also troubled by this, and acted illogically and madly. After he framed Qiao Feng and turned him into a disgraced villain who killed his father, mother and mentor, he refused to recognize Qiao Feng. The truth is that human beings are determined by their material spirit. Physical illness can lead to mental depression and confusion, which in turn makes a person act incoherently. "Alas, it's better not to talk about this unspeakable secret." Murong Bo said, "I have suffered a lot these years. If it weren't for my obsession with restoring my country, I would have stopped wanting to endure this torture. As long as you can successfully restore your country and I can see it with my own eyes, even if you die immediately, I will be able to rest in peace." Murong Fu said: "This is not a secret that cannot be explained. It is a hidden danger that you have developed from learning the 72 Shaolin Kung Fu skills." Murong Bo lost his voice and said, "What? Shaolin's unique skills have such hidden dangers?" "Shaolin's unique skills don't actually have any hidden dangers. As long as you specialize in one skill and combine the body and the practice, there will be no problem. But once you try to do too many things, problems will easily arise." Murong Fu said, "Shaolin is known as the origin of all martial arts in the world. Do you think that's true?" Murong Bo was a martial arts expert, so he naturally didn't believe this nonsense. He sneered and said, "Before Bodhidharma came to China, there was already a martial arts boom. How can it be said that all martial arts in the world originated from Shaolin?" Murong Fu said, "Then you certainly don't believe that Bodhidharma created the 72 unique skills alone, right?" Murong Bo said, "The claim that Bodhidharma created the 72 unique skills alone is actually a rumor. Everyone in Shaolin Temple knows that the 72 unique skills were created by eminent monks of all generations, and they have been refined and refined to form what they are today. Bodhidharma did leave behind some martial arts that strengthen the body, the most important of which is the Yi Jin Jing." "No one in Shaolin has mastered the Yi Jin Jing in hundreds of years. I don't know how powerful it is." Murong Fu nodded and said, "That's right. It's because these 72 unique skills were created by different monks, so some are hard and some are soft, and the martial arts concepts are not consistent. Even if you specialize in one, you will go astray, let alone practice multiple skills at the same time. In addition, your internal strength is the Murong family's mixed mind method, which is completely different from Shaolin's internal strength. When you activate Shaolin's unique skills, your body is not used in harmony, and the hidden dangers are greater. However, people with high martial arts skills can temporarily suppress the tendency to go astray, but there will be hidden dangers on their bodies. This is called martial arts obstacles." "It turned out to be like this!" Murong Bo said with an unpleasant face, "Back then, I only practiced the martial arts passed down by the Murong family, and I didn't have such a problem. Now that I think about it carefully, it is indeed because I learned the Shaolin unique skills that I got into trouble. What martial arts obstacle? I think Shaolin is insidious and deliberately set traps in martial arts to harm others!" Murong Fu said: "It is possible, but Shaolin doesn't just harm others, it also treats its own people equally. There is a Master Xuancheng in Shaolin, do you know him?"
"Xuan Cheng?" Murong Bo said, "I had heard of his name for a long time. He was a martial arts genius that Shaolin had never seen before. The senior monks in the temple unanimously believed that he was the strongest monk in Shaolin in the past 200 years, and his martial arts were extraordinary. But later, for some reason, his tendons and veins were broken overnight, and he lost his martial arts. Now he focuses on Buddhism." As he spoke, Murong Bo reacted and said in shock: "This Shaolin is really cruel, even its own people are not spared?" "It may not be the Shaolin Temple that did it. Maybe it was a monk who was sweeping the floor. There are many hidden talents in the Shaolin Temple. You thought you got the upper hand from the Shaolin Temple, but you may have fallen into someone else's trap." Murong Fu said solemnly, "You'd better not go to the Shaolin Sutra Library again, so as to avoid any more trouble." "Does this martial arts obstacle really exist? How to resolve it?" Murong Bo asked. "It is said that one needs to have a deep understanding of Buddhism, see through the self and others, and have no attachments in one's heart, then one can solve the obstacles in martial arts." Murong Fu said. "If I don't have a persistent heart, then what's the point of restoring the country?" Murong Bo shook his head and said, "This is obviously not suitable for me." "There is another way." Murong Fu said. "What method?" Murong Bo asked. "Disperse your skills and start over. Give up Shaolin martial arts and focus on my Murong family martial arts." Murong Fu said, "As for the hidden injuries in your body, when I practice the One Yang Finger to the first level, I can use it to heal you and help you heal." "Disperse the power and start over?!" Murong Bo shook his head and said, "Absolutely not! I have cultivated my internal strength for sixty years with untold hardships. If I disperse the power and start over, I am afraid that I will never be able to return to my current level until I die." "Give me your hand." Murong Fu smiled slightly. Murong Bo stretched out his hand, his face full of questions. Murong Fu grabbed Murong Bo's wrist and activated the Bei Ming Divine Art. Murong Bo felt his internal energy being sucked away by a force, and was startled. He quickly calmed his mind and gathered his internal energy. He had been practicing the Sanhe mental method since he was young, and it actually gave him the power to resist and counter the suction force. Of course, Murong Fu could have sucked it away if he had forced it, but there was no need to do so, so he immediately let go. "Hua Gong Dafa? When did you learn Hua Gong Dafa?" Murong Bo asked in shock, "Could it be that your aunt introduced Ding Chunqiu to you?" Murong Fu smiled and said, "This is not the Great Method of Transforming Power, this is called the Divine Art of the North Sea." (End of this chapter)
