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Thinking of the other party's strength, I am afraid that Shaolin can't afford to provoke him, and the other party will take advantage, which is forcing Shaolin Temple to make a choice.

Kill Murong Bo, Murong Fu will not be successful.

But Murong Longcheng didn't die for a day, in their eyes, it was a ticking time bomb.

"How to do it, I believe everyone in the world will see it, Murong Bo is right in front of you, why should Brother Xiao bear the responsibility for the mistakes you made in Shaolin Temple?"

Ignore Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng's tugging.

Duan Feng is not forgiving when he is in power.

As for Murong Bo, who was tied up by all kinds of flowers, his face was pale.

Just witnessed his ancestors, not his opponent, it seems that he himself is really doomed.

"Okay, Xiao Feng, Brother Xiao, let's leave Shaolin Temple for now, and go to Qiao Sanhuai's house for a few days, wait for Shaolin to give you a clear answer, and then talk about other possibilities?"

Xiao Yuanshan nodded, gratefully said: "Just follow Grandmaster Duan's words, kill this person, and I will have nothing else to ask for in this life."

Xiao Feng heard the words and didn't think much about it.

But Duan Feng knew that Xiao Yuanshan already had death intentions, and he secretly learned Shaolin martial arts, and never used the corresponding Buddhist teachings to resolve the hostility.

As a means of his layout.

Everyone in the world can become a pawn in his hands, and he doesn't need to care about other people's faces at all, and he leads the two of them out of the Shaoshi Mountain area.

Xuanci and the others had mixed feelings in their hearts.

"Amitabha, respectfully send Grandmaster Duan!"

A group of monks involuntarily gave way, and no one dared to stop them.

It was only when they were gone that they were relieved. No matter what, Duan Feng's actions could be regarded as pulling out a cancer for him in Shaolin Temple.

If the opponent's strategy is really successful, Shaolin Temple will definitely become the target of public criticism.

There is still room for detente.

"Brother Abbot, what do you think?"

Xuan Ku and others hurriedly surrounded Murong Bo and escorted him back to Shaolin for custody.

They also sent monks to escort the members of the Beggar Clan and Duan Zhengchun away, and then returned to the temple for a meeting in the Dharma hall.

"Whether it's Duan Feng or Murong Longcheng, my Shaolin Temple can't provoke me. I'm afraid I can only ask Master Linghui and Master Lingxu to make the decision. I am no longer the abbot of Shaolin Temple at this moment. Please don't be like this. Treat me as a sinner."

"Amitabha, at this moment, we really can't come up with any good ideas. We should also ask Senior Brother Xuanci to act as the abbot temporarily. It won't be too late to choose after the matter is over."

Xuan Bei is in charge.

The other monks naturally had no other ideas.

The ancestral court of Zen Buddhism has declined like this, which really makes them sigh.

"Xuan Ku, you need to go to the Sutra Pavilion to check if there are any lost scriptures in my temple, and you must not let the thieves take advantage of it."

"Xuannan, you go to deal with the Beggar Sect, please ask Sect Master Wang to come to my place, we need to discuss it."

"The rest of the monks, immediately call the whole temple and the monks outside to return to the temple, lest Murong Longcheng go and come back again, we need to keep a strict watch on Murong Bo, at least we can't let anyone find out why."

Xuan Ci is worthy of having been the abbot for many years, if Duan Feng hadn't exposed his black history, no one in the whole temple would have accepted him.

But now, it was all his own fault for falling into this situation.

"Ahem, senior brother, what should Xu Zhu do?"

"Ask his opinion, send people to Yipin Hall, look for Erniang, let him take Xu Zhu away, this is my stain, but Shaolin Temple can't be shamed."

There was kindness in Xuanci's eyes, but also a little bit of bitterness.

This kind of taste is difficult for others to understand.

Not to mention that Shaolin Temple is conspiring.

At the foot of the mountain, Qiao Sanhuai's house also had guests.

When the ordinary farmer learned that his foster son, whom he had raised for more than 20 years, had his biological father in front of him, he was naturally very embarrassed.

But after being released by Duan Feng, and knowing the existence of the real murderer, Xiao Yuanshan would no longer attack others, not to mention he couldn't figure out what Duan Feng meant, so naturally he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Father, adoptive father, master, please drink tea."

Xiao Feng scratched his head, showing a naive look.

Duan Feng waved his hand casually, and ten altars of centuries-old wine appeared on the table.

"Don't be so restrained. Back then we didn't enjoy our drinking, so we might as well have a good drink today, and don't think about bad things for the time being."

"I see that although your father secretly learned the Shaolin martial arts, he didn't know that there are many restrictions, 72 unique skills, if there is no corresponding Dharma to dispel the hostility, and he can't even reach the advanced level, even he is in danger of becoming mad."

"what!"

Xiao Yuanshan was startled.

He looked suspiciously at Duan Feng.

"If you don't believe me, just touch your armpit for three inches."

Xiao Yuanshan followed his advice and pressed it, but there was severe pain, cold sweat slipped down, he tried his best not to scream.

"Master, please save my father."

"Don't worry, this is medicinal wine, take it and pass it on to him, it can be dissolved by itself!"

Xiao Yuanshan was naturally very grateful.

Duan Feng waved his hand and said: "Your former master should be Murong Gui, and Murong Bo is his son. This enmity between you is really interesting, but I suggest Murong Bo not to kill him, it is better to abolish him."

"This, Master Duan, I don't understand."

Xiao Feng looked puzzled, Duan Feng glanced outside, coughed and said: "Since you're here, you might as well come in, don't you want me to invite you?"

Chapter 179 This grandmaster's shot is very expensive!

Within ten miles, no disturbance could be concealed from Duan Feng's ears.

He had noticed earlier that someone was approaching.