Xiao Yuanshan laughed and said, "Good son, good son." I'm your son! We both look the same, and we don't need to remember it, others will know that I am your son at a glance! As he spoke, he tore open his shirt and came out revealing a wolf's head.

Zhang Xuanxin said, why do I always think of the stupid dog husky. That Xiao Feng also ripped open his shirt when he saw it, and also revealed a wolf head with his mouth open and howling the moon, and the father and son looked up to the sky and laughed.

The sound was like a raging wind, the sound spread for several miles, and even the bell in the Shaolin Temple was buzzing, and the heroes present were all terrified, and Xiao Feng's eighteen horsemen also drew their swords and shouted, like thousands of troops!

Xuan Ci was also speechless when he saw it, but he just chanted the Buddha in a low voice, and Xiao Yuanshan said: "In the past thirty years, I have visited day and night, and finally let me know who the leader is!" ”

Xiao Feng was also indignant: "The enmity of my parents is not shared, Dad, who is that person?" As he spoke, he also looked around at everyone, and Qunhao and his father and son made eye contact, all trembling and in danger, lest they get into trouble.

Zhang Xuanxin said, just now you were ready to rush up, but now you are just intimidated by the laughter of Xiao Feng's father and son, like a quail, which is really ridiculous.

"Amitabha!" Xuan Ci said loudly, and stood up as he spoke, "That person is a poor monk!" When everyone heard Xuan Ci's words, they were all taken aback, and Zhang Xuan said in his heart, this monk is still a little responsible.

"What?" Xiao Feng also looked at Xuan Ci in disbelief. Xuan Ci sighed,

"Back then, I received news that the head of the Liao State was going to Shaolin to steal cheats for military training, and I thought in my heart that if the martial arts of this sect flowed into the Liao State, the Khitan people would be like a tiger with wings, and the Great Song Dynasty would be in danger!"

Saying that, Xuan Ci glanced at Zhang Xuan again, and then continued: "The person who reported the news contacted many righteous people in the rivers and lakes, and this is why the tragedy of Yanmen Pass happened. After this incident, I waited until I read Mr. Xiao's suicide note to know that I killed a good person by mistake! ”

Xuan Ci said and sat cross-legged and said, "The person who reported the news is dead, and the only people involved are the poor monks, the poor monks are left to the two of them, and the Shaolin Temple will never be embarrassed by the two, I just hope that the enmity and hatred will be eliminated from now on, and there will be no more disputes!" ”

Xiao Yuanshan laughed and said, "Hahaha, you ruined my family, I want to beat you to death with one palm, wouldn't it be cheap for you!" I'm going to ruin you today! Saying that, Xiao Yuanshan looked happy, and paced in front of Xuan Ci:

"Xuan Ci, do you know Ye Erniang? is known as Ye Erniang, who does no evil, and Ye Erniang, who was beaten to death by Murong Zhang Xuan? Ye Erniang, who lives at the foot of Shaomu Mountain? Ye Erniang, who gave birth to a son for you? ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped, but they didn't expect to know this big gossip today, shock, contempt, surprise, pity, fear, and so on. Xuan Ci is highly respected, how do you know that she will do such a thing.

Zhang Xuanxin said, it should be that after Xiao Yuanshan hid in Shaolin Temple, he found that Xuan Ci and Ye Erniang were messing around, but he was separated from father and son, and he also wanted to let Xuan Ci taste this taste.

Today, the father and son recognized each other, and found out that the leading brother was Xuan Ci, and the revenge was about to be avenged, so the matter was exposed, and Xuan Ci was ruined!

"Mr. Xiao is the thief?" Xuan Ci said. Xiao Yuanshan laughed and said, "You slandered me, I went to Shaolin to steal books, if I didn't come, wouldn't I fail you?" I didn't expect to see you give birth to a son within a few years of coming! ”

Saying that, Xiao Yuanshan pointed to an ugly monk on the side and said, "I stole him and sent him to the vegetable garden of Shaolin Temple, and later he gave him a legal name, called Xuzhu!" ”

Zhang Xuan followed Xiao Yuanshan's fingers and looked over, Xuzhu was indeed ugly, as if he had not had a good face of acne in adolescence. Xu Zhu was surprised and said, "The abbot is my father?" ”

Xuan Ci also looked at Xuzhu, his face was full of love, and he beckoned to Xuzhu and said: "Good, good, good, since you create karmic causes, you will have karmic results, Xuzhu, you come here, you have been in the temple for twenty-four years, I didn't even know that you were my son!" ”

Xuzhu hurriedly ran over, also excited, hugging Xuanci and crying. Xuan Ci sighed, "Since the child was stolen, I only know Mr. Xiao's pain, and I will take more care of Xiao Feng in the future!" ”

Xiao Feng lowered his head and pondered, saying in his heart that he was taught by Master Xuanku, but it was really after he was 6 years old, and he was convinced at the moment. Zhang Xuanxin said, if Xiao Yuanshan hadn't stolen the void bamboo, Xiao Feng must be a farmer now.

But maybe, the practice of martial arts is prevalent under Shaomu Mountain, and Xiao Feng is talented, nine times out of ten he will still go to the rivers and lakes, but the achievement will not be so great.

Xiao Feng said loudly: "The tragedy of Yanmen Pass back then, although Xuan Ci took the lead, but he is the abbot of Shaolin, and it is incumbent on him to do his best, but when he finds a mistake, he also tries his best to make up for it, and the real wicked person is the one who reports the news!" ”

Xiao Yuanshan said with a smile, "That person is Murong Bo of Gusu Murong, but unfortunately he has already died of illness!" Saying that, Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng looked at Zhang Xuan again.

"If you two want revenge, you are always welcome here!" Zhang Xuan said with a smile. Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan looked at Zhang Xuan, and the atmosphere was also solemn.

"If you want to kill my son, how can it be so simple!" Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd, dressed in gray, with a clear face, elegant and handsome.

"Daddy!" Zhang Xuan smiled: "You're not dead? "Zhang Xuan doesn't have deep feelings for Murong Bo, but he is also his own son.

Xuan Ci sighed and said: "Mr. Murong, you and I have been friends for many years, I have always respected you, you told me about this, the poor monk is also convinced, hearing that you died of illness, I thought that you also died of depression because of the accidental killing of a good person, how do you know····· Alas"

Murong Bo smiled pitifully, "It's such a nice thing to say, but you have already doubted me, and you have sent people to test me many times, knowing my family's ambitions, how can I do this!" ”

Xiao Yuanshan couldn't bear it anymore when he heard this, and shouted loudly to Murong Bo, "Originally, I still felt sorry for you, but I didn't expect you to be the culprit, Murong old thief, come up and lead the death quickly!" ”

Xiao Feng and Zhang Xuan were also concentrating on dealing with the enemy, Murong Bo laughed, jumped up, and ran towards the back mountain. Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng hurriedly chased after them.

Zhang Xuan's body moved when he saw it, but he hung behind them from a distance, and after a while, a few people came to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, Zhang Xuan stood behind Murong Bo and confronted Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng's father and son.

Murong Bo said with a smile, "You and I have fought for many years, you can't help me, and I can't help you, but I have a way here, as long as you agree, I will send the head!" ”

"I'd like to see what else you can name?" Xiao Yuanshan sneered, and Murong Bo didn't care, and said:

"I, Murong, am a remnant of the country, and I will take the restoration of the country as my responsibility from generation to generation, as long as I order Lang Ken to join the army to go south and establish a great cause, I will present my head below!"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "You want Song Liao to fight, and you Murong is fishing in troubled waters and taking the opportunity to try to restore the country?" Hehe, what do you think, my son? Saying that, Xiao Yuanshan looked at Xiao Feng.

"There is a deep hatred in the sea of blood, what are the conditions, this revenge can be repaid, and if it can't be avenged, my father and son will die here, such a dirty thing, my Xiao father and son disdain it!" Xiao Feng said awe-inspiringly.

As soon as Zhang Xuan's ears moved, he heard that there was another person in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but that person was upstairs, and he said in his heart, could it be that this is the sweeping monk? It's not like ah, the breathing is a little rapid, could it be Gu Mozhi?

I was concentrating and calming down, and I was running the true qi of my whole body, and then I heard a faint heartbeat outside. Presumably this is the sweeping monk.

"Do you know that above the border pass, the Song and Liao fights, whether it is the Song people or the Liao people, most of the wives are separated and their families are ruined? How many innocent people died in the war, and the blood was shed? Xiao Feng looked at Murong Bodao with awe-inspiring eyes.

"Good, good! Xiao Jushi is kind-hearted, thinking of the common people in the world, and he really has a bodhisattva heart! An old voice suddenly came from outside the window, Zhang Xuanxin said, sweeping monk, you finally appeared.

"Who?" Xiao Yuanshan shouted, slapped out, and the window flew out upside down, only to see that in the corridor, a thin monk was pulling a broom and sweeping the floor with a bow.

Zhang Xuanxin said, you like to load pens like Gu Mozhi in general, but Gu Bozhi is not strong enough and often fails, while the sweeping monk is very successful and complete.

This old monk is very old, his sparse long beards are all white, he looks slow, and he is weak to sweep the floor, not like he has martial arts.

Zhang Xuan knew that this was the realm of returning to the basics. "How long have you been hiding here?" Xiao Yuanshan asked. The sweeping monk pretended to count his fingers for a while, and then said apologetically:

"I... I can't remember, I don't know if it's forty-two years or forty-three years, when Old Monk Xiao came to see the scriptures, I had been here for more than ten years! ”

The sweeping monk shook his head again as he spoke, "Later, the old monk Murong also came, and Boluo Xing also came to see the scriptures a few years ago, and in the past two years, Gu Mozhi also came, and the scriptures were turned into a mess!" ”

Saying that, the sweeping monk said to the attic again, "Since the Great Wheel Ming King is here, why don't you come down and see it?" When he heard this, he no longer hid.

"Mr. Murong, as soon as I said goodbye in the past year, I heard that Mr. went west, the little monk mourned, it turned out that Mr. was in seclusion, and he had other intentions, and he met again today, he was really happy to be a little monk!"

Murong Bo also clenched his fists and saluted: "I am lying dormant and faking my death, I am really ashamed to have Master Lao in mind, master, this is my son Murong Zhang Xuan!" ”

"Dad, I've known King Dalun Ming for a long time!" Zhang Xuan smiled, "We don't know each other if we don't fight!" Gu Mozhi didn't feel embarrassed, "Murong Gongzi's martial arts, the little monk also admires it very much!" ”

Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng saw that Gu Mozhi and Murong Bo were familiar with each other, their hearts tightened, and they hurriedly made a move, Xiao Yuanshan attacked Murong Bo, but Xiao Feng attacked Gu Mozhi. Zhang Xuan said in his heart, Xiao Feng still can't bear to make a move on me.

However, Zhang Xuan also got relaxed, looking at the martial arts of these four people. Xiao Yuanshan's martial arts are fierce and domineering, and Xiao Feng is the same way, Murong Bo does not hide his martial arts today, but uses his family heirloom to turn the stars up, Zhang Xuan saw that his father Murong Bo's martial arts are similar to that of his eldest brother Murong Fu, but his skills are much more profound.

This Gu Mozhi was originally injured, and he had already fallen into the disadvantage under Xiao Feng's eighteen palms of the Dragon Descent, and he did not use the seventy-two stunts with a pen at the moment, but used the flame knife.