Chapter 58 Shaolin War 7

Xuanci said, "Master Murong, I have been friends with you for many years and have always respected your character. Lao Na was convinced that you told me about it that day. After that, he killed a good man by mistake, and I will never see you again. Later, when I heard that you passed away due to illness, Lao Na was so sad. He always said that you were just like Lao Na at that time, and you also mistrusted people's words, resulting in an unintentional mistake. I felt guilty that you died young. How can't know... Alas!" His long sigh really contained endless regret and reproach.

Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng looked at each other. Until now, his father and son knew that the person who sent false news and provoked disaster was Murong Bo. Xiao Feng's mind even had an idea: "Although the tragedy outside Yanmen was led by the abbot Xuanci, he was the abbot of Shaolin Temple. He cared about the Song Dynasty and the classics of this temple, and it was incumbent on him to do so. Later, he found that he had made a mistake and tried his best to make up for it. The real villain is Murong Bo, not Xuanci. The fourth brother also said that my parents' tragedy has a lot to do with Murong Bo, which seems to be true!"

Murong Fu listened to Xuanci's words and immediately understood that "Dad's fake message is to provoke the great fight between Song and Liao, and I, Dayan, can take profits from it. After that, Xuanci couldn't help questioning my father. My father has no excuse. As his great hero and hero, he can't directly admit it and destroy his reputation for a lifetime. He expected that Xuanci's abbot's character. As soon as he died, Xuanci would not reveal the truth and damage his reputation after his death.

Then I thought about it again. After my father's death and Murong's reputation, I can still continue to resume my great career. Otherwise, the heroes of the Central Plains will be hostile to Murong, and it is already difficult to survive, let's not to say that they will restore the country? I'm still young. If I know that my father is a fake death, it's inevitable to show my feet, so I even hid it. Thinking of my father's painstaking efforts to restore Yan, he did not hesitate to give up everything, and felt that he was shouldered the burden.

Xuanci slowly said, "Master Murong, when I heard your words to your persuasion today, I knew that your aunt Murong was actually a descendant of the emperor, and the plotters were great. Then you can't understand the intention of false messages. It's just that the big thing you planned is also difficult to achieve after all. Isn't that killing my innocent life in vain?

Murong Bo said, "The plan is in the people, and the success is in the sky!"

Xuanci's face was compassionate and said, "My brother Xuanbei was ordered by me to come to Gusu to ask you about this matter, thinking that he had offended you in his words. He saw a number of clues in your house and guessed your intention to rebel, so you wanted to kill him. But why did you endure for many years until he went to Dali? Well, you want to provoke a dispute between Li Duan and the Shaolin faction. It is expected that when you attacked my Xuanbei's younger brother, it was Duan's Yiyang finger, but your Yiyang finger was not good at learning, but he couldn't do anything about it. Finally, he still used Murong's family's family ability to "do his way and give it back to the other' to kill my brother Xuanbei.

Murong Bo smiled, leaned slightly, punched the big tree beside him, and two thick branches fell down. He hit the tree trunk and shook down two branches ten feet away from his fist, which was really extraordinary.

More than a dozen old monks in Shaolin Temple shouted in unison, "Weituo pestle!" The voice was full of horror.

Xuanci nodded and said, "For many years, you have actually practiced the magic skill of Wei Tuo pestle, one of Shaolin's 72 stunts. But Henan Funiu School's trick of 'thousands of cracks', as your martial arts, you still disdain to practice it. You killed Ke Baisui Ke Shizhu, which is really a family kung fu, but you don't know why?

Murong Bo smiled sadly and said, "The old abbot is extremely shrewd and can't get out of the mountain gate, but he knows all kinds of things in the world, which is admirable. I'd like you to guess..."

Before he finished speaking, suddenly the two roared in unison and rushed to him. It was Cui Baiquan and his nephew Guo Yanzhi. Murong Bo's sleeve brushed, and Cui Guo fell out several feet. He lay underground and couldn't move. In an instant, he had been hit by acupuncture points by him.

Xuanci said, "Na Ke Shi's family is rich and rich, and he has always been cautious. Well, you recruit troops and horses, accumulate money to accumulate food, and take a fancy to Ke Shizhu's property and want to take him for your own use. Ke Shizhu refused, and you may want to report it to the government.

Murong Bo laughed, gave a thumbs up and said, "The old abbot is amazing, I can't get up!" It's a pity that when you look at it, you don't see the salary. You have been hiding in Gui Temple with this brother Xiao for so many years, but you don't know anything.

Xuanci shook his head slowly, sighed and said, "It's easy to understand others, but it's very difficult to understand yourself. It's not easy to defeat the enemy, and it's even more difficult to overcome the greed and hatred of the three poisonous enemies in your heart.

Murong Bo said, "Old abbot, I will tell you everything bluntly about the friendship of old friends you and me for many years. What else do you want to ask me?

Xuanci said, "With Xiao Feng and Xiao's benefactor, the beggar helped Ma Dayuan's deputy master, Mrs. Ma and Elder Bai Shijing. It was expected that he would not kill him. I don't know if it was Mr. Murong or Mr. Xiao's hand?"

Xiao Yuanshan said, "Ma Dayuan was killed by his wife and Bai Shijing, and I killed Bai Shijing. During the festival, Prince Duan witnessed and heard what he heard. If the abbot wants to know the details, he will ask Prince Duan later.

Xiao Feng took two steps and pointed to Murong Bo and shouted, "Old Murong thief, you culprit, come up and die!"

Murong Bo smiled, rose up and rushed down the mountain. Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng shouted "chasing!" Chase up to the mountain from left and right. These three are all extremely martial arts. In the twinkling of their eyes, they have gone far!

Murong Fu shouted, "Dad, Dad!" Follow and catch up with the mountain.

He is also very good at light skills, but he is not as good as the previous three people. However, after Murong Bo, Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng, the three of them ran wildly to Shaolin. A gray shadow and two black shadows were between the yellow walls and green tiles of Shaolin Temple in an instant.

Tian Beiqing and Han Feng caught up with him at a glance, and Zuo Feike, who had originally confronted Tian Beiqing, also followed him. Duan Yu saw it before he could figure out what was going on, and everyone ran to Shaolin Temple! I also used Lingbo to walk to Shaolin Temple! Wang Yuyan and Li Qinglu discussed a little and did not rush up the mountain, but ordered Zhu Jian to summon the Tianshan gang!

Xiao Feng and his son chased directly to the Shaolin Temple Sutra Pavilion!

Murong Bo was exposed by Xuanci, and revealed that he was the person who sent a false message that caused the disaster at Yanmen. He knew that not only did Xiao's father and son want to get themselves, but also could not tolerate the heroes of the Central Plains. He immediately flew to the Shaolin Temple.

There are many houses in Shaolin Temple, and they are familiar with the terrain. No matter where they are hidden, Xiao's father and son are not easy to find. However, Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng hated each other and followed and red like a shadow. Xiao Yuanshan is about the same age as him and has similar skills. Murong Bo ran for a moment first, and Xiao Yuanshan was difficult to catch up with.

Xiao Feng was in his prime, and his martial arts and energy were all at the peak. When Murong Bo rushed to the gate of Shaolin Temple, Xiao Feng slapped him a few feet away, and his palm reached his back.

Murong Bo returned to his palm, his whole body was shocked, and his arms were faintly sore and numb. He couldn't help but be shocked, "This Khitan dog is so powerful!" On one side, he flashed into the mountain gate.

How could Xiao Feng let him get rid of his hand and rush. It's just that Murong Bo has entered the temple and is full of corridors. Although Xiao Feng's palm is strong, he can no longer take pictures of him. The three of them rushed to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion for a moment.