Martial Arts: Chased by Extinct Old Ni at the beginning

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On the other side, a man in black was confronting Xuan Ci, and Murong Bo had already been escorted to kneel in front of the Buddha statue.

"Grandmaster Duan is here, Xiao Feng is here!"

A monk shouted.

After being given a way, when the two walked forward, Xuanci had already taken off his cassock, and was being helped forward tremblingly.

Looking at the back, it was bruised and bruised, but it was not dead yet.

After a hundred sticks, he didn't have the support of internal strength, and because he was not old enough, he didn't die.

"Amitabha, Xu Zhu, let me go, let this old man end this crime and repent to the Buddha."

"Father, don't talk anymore."

An ugly monk is called a dilemma.

It seems that during the time when he was not in the temple, Xuan Ci had explained everything to everyone, and even found his own seed, and recognized his relatives.

Duan Feng focused his eyes on the man in black, and asked uncertainly: "Your Excellency is Xiao Yuanshan from the Liao Kingdom?"

"Who are you and why?"

"father?"

Xiao Feng was startled, he could not help but take a step forward.

The man in black looked at Xiao Feng for a long time, and finally took off his hood, revealing an old face, but very similar to Xiao Feng.

Two pairs of father and son, that is really the same person with different fates.

Xuanci stepped forward and said: "It's you, benefactor Xiao, the old monk did something wrong 28 years ago and deserves to be punished, Amitabha, no matter how the benefactor behaves, the old monk feels silent, but it's all because of that little monk. People have caused trouble, and the old monk got fake news when he was young and inexperienced. Presumably, at the criticism meeting just now, Donor Xiao has already understood the cause."

"Yes, Xuanci, you are indeed a man. I have been hiding in Shaolin Temple for so many years. I never thought that what I wanted would be done by him. It really makes me feel ashamed. Now that you have discredited and resigned as abbot, I will never forget about the past. pursue, but the mastermind must die, I will kill him to avenge my wife and clan!"

Murong Bo didn't say a word.

He never expected that the cause and effect of this situation would be destroyed by Duan Feng, and many years of preparations were put to the torch.

Duan Feng stepped forward and motioned for Xiao Feng to follow.

"Xiao Feng, go and talk to your father first, let Murong Bo understand when he dies, right?"

Unconsciously using the great method of changing the sky and striking the earth, all the monks are lost wherever they look.

"You are Murong Bo!"

Murong Bo was tricked, his eyes became confused, and he answered questions mechanically like a puppet.

"Tell me, why are you doing this?"

Murong Bo lowered his head, and began to talk about his plan, everyone felt their scalps go numb, and couldn't help clenching their fists.

If he really succeeds according to his method, Song Dynasty and Liao Kingdom have already fallen into war and chaos.

Blood flowed like a river, and there were countless casualties, which can be described as an injustice.

Suddenly, a wave of internal force came out, and Murong Bo, who was a little confused just now, was suddenly awakened.

An old monk stood up, but when he looked at Duan Yu outside the crowd, his eyes were a little strange.

"Beiming Divine Art, I didn't expect there to be disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect here. Grandmaster Duan can't kill people without nodding his head. Your method doesn't seem to be done by the righteous way."

"Don't hide it anymore, there are many things you can't think of."

Duan Feng pretended to pinch his fingers, suddenly pointed at the old monk, and said with a smile: "What a master hidden in the Shaolin Temple, the monks of the Xuan generation probably don't even know about your existence, right?"

"Amitabha, it doesn't matter if it is, or not."

Xuanci and other monks were startled.

Duan Feng smiled and said, "Am I calling you Xiaoyaozi, or Murong Longcheng?"

"What, Murong Longcheng, isn't that the Emperor of the Great Yan Kingdom, he is still alive?"

"Murong Bo's grandfather, but who is Xiaoyaozi?"

Murong Bo, who was still kneeling on the ground, suddenly stood up, startled.

He couldn't hide his surprise and looked at the other party.

"grandfather?"

"You kneel down first, and you are not allowed to stand up, so you are not allowed to stand up."

"Yes yes yes! Grandpa save me."

Murong Bo really didn't expect that there will be a bright future, but Duan Feng has long realized that he is trying to catch him out.

The sweeping monk looked at Duan Feng.

This person's kung fu is unfathomable, he is the strongest master he has encountered in such a long time, and his kung fu is quite pure, and he is proficient in both Buddhism and Taoism.

If you hide in Shaolin Temple, how can others find out.

Xuanci stepped forward and said, "Amitabha, what is your purpose in hiding in Shaolin Temple?"

"Xuanci, you are not qualified to talk to this old monk, if your master's spiritual gate is still there, you should also respect me as a father."

"what!"

The monks of Shaolin Temple and the leaders of the beggar gang were all stunned.

Duan Feng waved his hand and said: "It's not surprising. Before Master Lingmen became a monk, his common name was Murong Gui. He was the son of Murong Longcheng, and he joined Shaolin Temple with his mission. Tsk tsk! Your family is really interesting!"

"The founding patriarch of the Xiaoyao Sect previously accepted three apprentices. The eldest disciple Wu Xingyun is now in Misty Peak of Tianshan Mountain. The establishment of the Vulture Palace is probably also your purpose, intending to subdue people from overseas."

"The second disciple, Wu Yazi, was persecuted by Ding Chunqiu of the Xingxiu Sect, and became a useless person, temporarily living in barren mountains and wild mountains."

"The third disciple, Li Qiushui, was originally a descendant of the Southern Tang Dynasty. Today, the Empress Dowager of the Western Xia Dynasty, when you were Xiaoyaozi, you coveted the treasures left over from the Southern Tang Dynasty. It can be said that you have exhausted all your efforts. His sister Li Canghai is Murong Bo's mother, the master of Lingmen. lay wife."

"I know everything about you, so I'm repeating something you don't know?"

The sweeping monk never spoke.

Murong Bo was already stunned.

What is his small fight, just look at other people's arrangements.