Chapter 239: In the end, classical mechanics is the winner!

"If you want to truly achieve the unity of Buddhism and Taoism, you can't rely on empty thoughts. So I hid the true meaning of Taoism in the secret book of Shaolin's 72 unique skills through the method of telepathy. This is a way to subtly confuse other people's minds." At this point, the sweeping monk also frankly admitted what he had done. "If a person's martial arts skills are shallow, it is naturally impossible for him to fail to practice to this level. People with profound skills will try to unify Buddhism and Taoism without realizing it, and integrate the two completely different martial arts. The probability of going astray is naturally greatly increased."

“I can then learn from their many changes to perfect the path of unity between Buddhism and Taoism and avoid some mistakes.”

Everyone was shocked to hear the Sweeping Monk actually admit it.

All the monks in Shaolin Temple gnashed their teeth and glared angrily.

This sweeping monk has caused so much trouble to Shaolin Temple!
You know, Shaolin often has some old people. For example, after the Ling generation has been carrying the responsibilities for many years, the previous generation of "Eight Elders of Shaolin" gradually died.

These "Eight Elders of Shaolin" are old and have experienced a lot. Although they are no longer in charge of things, they have developed martial arts in the Dharma Hall, supported the Shaolin Temple at critical moments, and protected the Ling generation, so their contributions are not small.

Originally, the Ling generation should have formed a group of Shaolin elders called "Shaolin X Elders" to protect the Xuan generation. Unfortunately, no one in the Ling generation lived a long life, which is rare in the history of Shaolin.

Later, during the period of Abbot Tianming in Shaolin Temple, there were the "Seven Elders of Xinchan Hall" who worked together to deal with He Zudao who challenged the temple. During the period of Abbot Kongwen, Shaolin Temple was able to find Sandu in the face of the aggressive leader of the Demon Sect, Zhang Wuji.

But during the time of Abbot Xuanbei, there was not even a single Ling in Shaolin Temple, which was unreasonable. After all, practicing martial arts can prolong one's life, not the other way around.

At that time, some people in Shaolin Temple found it weird, but after a detailed investigation, no problems were found, so the matter was left unresolved. After all, it was impossible for a living person to be distracted by a dead person all the time.

Now it seems that it was the Sweeping Monk who was behind the scenes.

What Murong Fu said was right. This sweeping monk was the dark cloud over Shaolin Temple. He was the mastermind hiding behind Shaolin and bringing disaster to Shaolin and the world!
"You killed all my fellow disciples of the Ling generation?" Zen Master Lingxiu asked sternly, "My disciple Xuancheng went astray and became possessed. Was he also the result of your conspiracy?!"

The sweeping monk sighed and said, "Xuan Cheng has the most outstanding talent, and it is best to use him to experiment with the theory of the unity of Buddhism and Taoism. Unfortunately, my methods were not good enough at that time, and Xuan Cheng still got into trouble. His meridians were broken and he became possessed. Fortunately, I created the "Shen Zhao Jing" that combines Buddhism and Taoism and completed part of it. If Xuan Cheng practices the "Shen Zhao Jing", he can still recover."

"As for the Ling generation, they had already discovered my arrangement, so I had to ask them to keep this secret forever. And I knew you were outside, so I tried to make you keep the secret forever, but the Ming Cult heroes were by your side. My martial arts were not perfect, and I was still afraid of being besieged, so I could only retreat temporarily. When I came back, you were gone."

"If I don't go to hell, who will? In order to exorcise the demons, I have already fallen into the hell of endless suffering. But as long as I succeed in exorcising the demons, I will commit suicide to atone for my sins. Amitabha!"

Xuan Ji said: "You shameless old thief, you are so hypocritical and yet you only do such despicable and shameless things. We don't believe you!"

The sweeping monk said calmly: "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. As of now, no one in the world can stop me except Murong Fu, including the thousands of troops under Murong Fu. The realm of Taixuan is far beyond your imagination. After Sakyamuni's extinction, I will be Tathagata!"

As he spoke, the sweeping monk clasped his hands together, and the dead branches and leaves on the ground suddenly floated up and surrounded him, like the infinite form of Sakyamuni Buddha.

Although his words were arrogant, they were true. Taixuan was the pinnacle of this world. Even if Sakyamuni were to be resurrected, it was still a question whether he could defeat him.

The heroes were all shocked, they could never have imagined that human martial arts could reach this level.

"Why do you want to control me?!" Xiao Yuanshan asked, "Am I also your tool for experimenting with the unity of Buddhism and Taoism?!"

"Yes! Both the donor and Murong Bo." The sweeping monk said, "and I am doing this for the two of you. One of you is obsessed with blood feuds, extremely violent and unhappy, while the other is bent on restoring the country and plotting imperial hegemony, but you don't know that it's just a pipe dream! I wanted to save both of you, let you usher in a new life, put down your butcher knife, and become a Buddha right away!" "Buddha is an enlightened person. Only when you are enlightened yourself can you be a Buddha. If others help you to be enlightened, what kind of Buddha is that?" Murong Fu said, "Shakyamuni and Lu Zu are not righteous fruits. I am myself after I have realized my true nature. Monk, you have already entered the path of evil! You keep saying that you can subdue demons, but your mouth is full of nonsense! My father Murong Bo has died a long time ago, and you are still slandering him. It's simply outrageous!"

"Yes, you are lying again. Murong Bo has been dead for a long time!" Xiao Yuanshan said coldly.

Jiumozhi's heart moved, thinking of Yan Longyuan of Yixin Society, and suspected that it was Murong Bo, but he was a smart man, knowing what to say and what not to say. In this matter, he had to practice keeping silent for the rest of his life.

"The one who secretly learned Shaolin martial arts with you in the Sutra Library was Murong Bo." The sweeping monk said, "I did it, I will not deny it, but the grudges at Yanmen Pass have nothing to do with me, it was Murong Bo who did it."

Murong Fu sneered and said, "Keep making it up!"

Xiao Feng and his son looked at the Sweeping Monk and neither of them believed him.

This Sweeping Monk is really too weird and hard to believe.

"What's the point of saying this? Master Murong, I hope you can put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha right now." The sweeping monk said, "If you can save the world from a catastrophe, it will be a great merit."

Murong Fu said: "Oh, I wonder how you plan to make me become a Buddha?"

The sweeping monk said, "I hope you can disband your troops, return power to the emperor of the Zhao family, and then fake your death to escape. We will go to Changchun Valley together to deal with the demon-possessed Xiaoyaozi. If you and I join forces, even if Xiaoyaozi falls into the devil's way, he will not be able to resist. In this way, you will have avoided two catastrophes for the people, and you will have incredible merits and immeasurable blessings."

"Haha! You are good at martial arts and have a good command of the sutras, but you don't understand politics at all, let alone the heart of the emperor." Murong Fu said, "Monk, in the name of King Yan and the Protector of China, I declare that you have privately tampered with Shaolin martial arts and killed many Shaolin monks, committing murder; you instigated the battle of Yanmen Pass, causing the life tragedy of Xiao's father and son, and resulting in heavy casualties in the Central Plains martial arts world, which is an unforgivable crime! If you surrender, I can give you a lighter sentence. If you are stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"We have to fight after all. If you and I fight with all our strength, the aftermath will not be something they can resist. Let them disperse!" The Sweeping Monk was not afraid at all. He had already prepared himself to go to hell. "Murong Fu, you are the biggest demon in the world, even crazier than Xiaoyaozi! Xiaoyaozi is indeed a great sinner. You have become a demon and harmed countless people, and you have created a demon like you! I can only use my magical power of Vajra to wash away the sins of this world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Sweeping Monk pushed out with the force of his palm. Except for the Child-Fairy of Tianshan who stood firm but just swayed a little, the rest of the people were pushed back a range of seven or eight feet by the force of his palm.

No one can convince anyone else in a debate. Anyone who has had experience in online debates knows that convincing a stranger on the Internet is harder than landing on the moon.

All netizens are like this, let alone supreme masters like the Sweeping Monk and Murong Fu who have already established their own firm values.

Therefore, all the rules in this world, when returned to their essence, are still classical mechanics, and the one with the greatest strength is the king!
What the mouth cannot convince, the fist can. The Tathagata was able to subdue Sun Wukong, not by debating with him, but by suppressing him under the Five Elements Mountain for 500 years. Even the unruly Monkey King had to bow his head in the end.

Murong Fu was not afraid at all, he nodded and said: "Among the many monks I have seen, I would like to call you the strongest. Come, let me see your ability!"

The Sweeping Monk had an idea and started to use his palm!
The first thing he used was the Thousand-Armed Tathagata Palm. In an instant, the Sweeping Monk's two palms turned into four palms, four palms turned into eight palms, eight palms turned into sixteen palms, and then turned into thirty-six palms. When the Sweeping Monk approached Murong Fu, these thirty-six palms had turned into seventy-two palms!
With the might of both palms, one can exert seventy-two times the power, making it real and fake, and unpredictable. This is the ultimate of the Thousand-Armed Tathagata Palm!

The surging palm power and the palm wind formed made the Tianshan Tonglao retreat continuously. Even the heroes who were seven or eight feet away only felt the pain on their faces from being blown by the palm wind. Some of them even had unstable lower bodies and were directly blown by the palm wind.

"Great! This is exactly the opponent I want!" Murong Fu said happily, "You, a floor-sweeping old man, have given me a huge surprise! Look at the White Rainbow Palm power of my Xiaoyao Sect!"

(End of this chapter)