"Are you Xiao Yuanshan?" When Murong Fu saw the man in black, he was shocked, it turned out that in his decades of stealing scriptures in Shaolin, he had seen each other several times and fought with him, but he didn't expect this person to be Xiao Yuanshan.

"You didn't expect that I was Xiao Yuanshan, and I didn't expect you to be Murong Bo, the thief is really not long-sighted!"

Xiao Yuanshan looked up to the sky and roared, stretched out his hand and pulled down his mask, only to see that he had big ears, beard, and a very powerful appearance, about sixty years old, similar to Xiao Feng.

At this time, a burst of dense footsteps came from the woods more than ten zhang away, and the first bearded man ran over, it was Xiao Feng, he stepped forward, fell to the ground, and shouted in a trembling voice: "You...... You're my daddy......"

Xiao Yuanshan laughed and said, "Good boy, good boy, I am your father." The general appearance of our grandfather and son, you don't need to remember it, everyone knows that I am your son. ”

It was not only Xiao Feng who came out of the woods, but also Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci, the first Xuan Yan of the Dharma Academy, the first Xuan Lin of the Discipline Academy, as well as Elder Song and Elder Wu of the Beggars Gang, and the people of the Shenshan of Wutai Mountain, etc., a total of seven or eight people are all famous people with extraordinary martial arts.

After Xuan Ci came over, he said to Xiao Yuanshan: "Old donor Xiao, in the battle outside Yanmen Pass, the old man made a big mistake. The brothers of the family tolerated this matter for the old man and gave their lives one by one. Lao Ge once restrained his hands and died on his own, but thinking that there was still suspense at this time, the truth of Lao Ga's death was afraid that no one would reveal it, so he lived against his will to this day. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his voice, looked at Murong Bo and continued: "Murong Bo Murong Old Donor, that day, you faked the news and said that the Khitan warriors were going to come to Shaolin Temple to seize the martial arts classics, resulting in all kinds of big mistakes, have you ever felt guilty about Sihao?" ”

Murong Bo's expression changed drastically for a moment, but he quickly returned to his original state, looked at Qin Changfeng and said, "So it seems that if the master wants to meet with Zaixia, it will be a game for me to enter the urn by myself from beginning to end?" ”

"Amitabha", Qin Changfeng sighed helplessly: "If you don't invite the old gentleman to show up, even if the poor monk tells the truth, I'm afraid that not many people will believe it, and the Murong family will not admit it, so I have to make this decision and invite the old Mr. Murong Haihan." ”

Murong Fu's face was full of anger, and he stood up and shouted, "So your so-called help me restore the country is also fake? ”

Qin Changfeng replied truthfully: "Otherwise, how can you gain the trust of your father and son." ”

Murong Bo laughed and said: "Okay, what a monk, defeated in the hands of a monk like the master who dares to enter the game with his body, my Murong father and son are not wronged." ”

Looking at him, the people present knew that everything was caused by him in the battle of Yanmen Pass, and there was no suspense about it, and the elders of the Beggar Gang and others all showed a look of anger when they boarded, and they couldn't imagine that so many heroes of the Central Plains had died, and it was all just Murong Bo for his own selfishness.

Xuan Ci said: "Old donor Murong, I have been friends with you for many years, and I have always respected you as a person. When you told me about it that day, the old man was convinced. After that, I hurt a good person by mistake, and the old man will never see you again. Later, when I heard that you had passed away due to illness, the old man mourned so much, and kept saying that you were just like the old man at that time, and he also misbelieved people's words, resulting in unintentional mistakes, guilt, and died young, who knew that you continued to deceive the world by faking your death. If it weren't for the foolishness, the old man and the world would not know how long they would continue to be deceived by you...... Alas! ”

His long sigh really contained infinite remorse and reproach.

Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng glanced at each other, and Xiao Feng thought to himself at the same time: "Although the tragic incident outside the Yanmen Pass back then was taken by the abbot of Xuanci, he was the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and he cared about the Great Song Dynasty and the classics of this temple, and he did his best, which was originally incumbent. The real villain is Murong Bo instead of Xuan Ci. ”

Murong Fu on the other side had already known everything, and when he saw that the current situation was extremely unfavorable to his father and son, he secretly showed an anxious look, and at the same time hated Qin Changfeng very much, only to feel that this monk could calm down and spend a few years to deceive him, and even did not hesitate to really help him get close to the princess of Xixia, the depth of his mind was really terrifying.

Xuan Ci said slowly: "Old donor Murong, the old man only learned that your Gusu Murong clan is actually a descendant of the emperor, and the plotter is big. Then the intention of your fake message is understandable. It's just that the great thing you are trying to do, but it will not be possible in the end, isn't that in vain the death of so many innocent lives? ”

Murong Bo looked at it and said coldly: "The plan is in the people, and the success is in the sky!" ”

After speaking, he couldn't help but glance at Qin Changfeng and said: "If Master Huiyu really helps my Murong family, why is it the current situation, maybe when my Murong family succeeds in recovering the country, no one will know about this matter!" Listening to the meaning of his words, it seemed that he still admired Qin Changfeng very much.

Xuan Ci shook his head slowly, and said: "Hui Yu is a disciple of this temple since childhood, even if his behavior will be biased, but he will never be damaged in the general righteousness, this old man can still guarantee, otherwise he will not hand over this matter to him." ”

At this time, Xiao Yuanshan, who had been waiting impatiently, took two steps, pointed at Murong Bo and shouted: "Murong old thief, you culprit, I slapped you three times back then, and I deeply regret that I didn't know your true face, so I didn't kill you with a heavy hand." Come up and die! ”

But before he could make a move, he suddenly heard a person laughing and said: "Hehe, what a lively scene, the poor monk is not invited to come naturally, and I hope that the Shaolin monk Haihan." However, Mr. Murong once talked about martial arts and swords with the little monk, and Mr. Demeng pointed out for a few days, and solved many doubts about martial arts, and Mr. Cheng gave him all kinds of stunts, and he was even more impressed in his heart, and now he saw that his old friend was in trouble, how could he stand by and watch, so he had to show up to help. ”

Murong Bo smiled: "A little thing, why worry about it? He said to Xiao's father and son: "Xiao Laoxia, Xiao Daxia, this Gumo Zhi monk, is the king of the Great Wheel of Tubo Kingdom, the Buddhism is profound, and the martial arts are far better, which can be said to be rare in the world." ”

Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng glanced at each other, and both thought: "Although this monk may not be stronger than Murong Bo, he must also be very successful, he has such a deep relationship with Murong Bo, so he naturally wants to help him, this victory or defeat is difficult to say." ”

Gu Mozhi said: "Mr. Murong praises falsely. The little monk also wanted to compete with Mr. Murong again to prove his cultivation for more than ten years. ”

Murong Bo said: "The master can rest assured, the old man will ask for advice one by one based on what he has learned all his life." The implication of this is that as long as you help me get through this hurdle, I can teach you all the martial arts I know.

Gu Mozhi was overjoyed when he heard this, he thought to himself that he and Murong Bo joined forces, and with Murong Fu, they should have the upper hand in dealing with Xiao Yuanshan's father and son, the key is to exclude Shaolin, after all, this is people's territory, once Shaolin also joins the siege, then the three of them will be outnumbered.

As soon as he thought of this, he said to Xuan Ci: "The poor monk is not talented, and he still has some experience in Shaolin 72 stunts, and now he will use Shaolin 72 stunts to ask Shaolin monks for advice, if the poor monk is lucky enough to win a move and a half, Shaolin will no longer interfere in the grievances between Murong and Xiao, how?" ”

His words are undoubtedly to pick the entire Shaolin Temple with the strength of one person, so that not only can he help Murong father and son get through this pass, but he himself can also be famous through the ages, and the benefits are self-evident. This is undoubtedly a great attraction for him, who is both fond of martial arts and has a good reputation.

"Why do you need others to interfere in the enmity of my father and son, if you want to help Murong Lao Thief, just take action, you don't have to pull so many twists and turns!" Xiao Yuanshan drank impatiently, he just wanted to kill Murong Bo as soon as possible.

But Murong Bo sneered: "Xiao Yuanshan, you don't need to interfere, don't the Shaolin monks care?" Don't forget, Master Xuanku, but you said to kill him! ”

Naturally, he had bad intentions when he said this, and he wanted to provoke the hatred that Shaolin and Xiao Yuanshan saw.

On the other hand, Xuan Ci naturally didn't want to agree to Gu Mozhi, no matter what happened today, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, the two Shaolin, had to take it down in order to give Wulin an explanation. But if you refuse, it seems that Shaolin is too uncourageous, not to mention that a Shaolin person does not believe that an outsider can really practice all seventy-two stunts.

Seeing that Gu Mozhi is only in his fifties, he said that he can practice a stunt every year, and it takes seventy-two years to work hard since he is born, and each of these seventy-two stunts is extremely difficult and complicated, can he actually practice several in a year?

The wisdom and foolishness that comes out once in a hundred years have only taken nearly thirty years to cultivate Jiangang's incorruptible divine skill to the ninth level!

After pondering for a while, Xuan Ci spoke: "The poor monk can promise the master, but if the temple is lucky to win, please ask the master to go back and forth from there, and don't interfere in today's affairs again." ”

Gu Mozhi smiled and said: "Yes, the little monk will offer the ugly first, please ask the Shaolin monk for advice!" ”

After speaking, the body shape was slightly sideways, the left palm was suddenly raised, and the right fist struck out with a straight sound, and a large boulder with a grinding plate a meter away in front of him was punched, and with a bang, he jumped up, which was a move in Donkey Kong's boxing.

Gu Mozhi did not wait for the boulder to fall, his left hand slapped a palm, the posture was a move in the palm of the palm of the Prajna "deterrence of the outer way", the boulder turned half a circle in the air, snapped, as if something was cracked, but there was no thing falling in the air.

When the boulder fell rapidly, Kumachi stretched out his thumb and pressed it forward, and a sharp finger force shot past, and the boulder suddenly moved half a foot to the left. Gu Mozhi pressed it three times in a row, and the boulder moved away another foot and a half, and then it landed.

At this time, with a flick of the sleeves of Gu Mozhi's robe, the boulder in front of him suddenly turned a few times, and after turning, he suddenly snapped towards the outside side, and dropped a palm-shaped stone slab, which was actually cut by him deeply with the power of his palm!

In the blink of an eye, he even used the Donkey Kong Fist Technique, the Prajna Palm, the Maha Finger, and the Robe Demon Suppression Technique, and each of them reached the realm of perfection.

The Shaolin monks all admired when they saw it, and in an instant, there was silence on the cliff, and everyone was intimidated by the peerless magic of Gu Mozhi.

After a long time, Xuan Ci sighed and said, "Today, Lao Qu knows that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people on the earth. Lao Wei has studied hard for decades, but in the eyes of the national teacher, it is really not enough. The old rules of the Shaolin Temple are only afraid that there is a lot of room for amendment. ”

At this time, Qin Changfeng, who had been watching the play for a long time, finally shook his head, stepped forward and laughed: "Master, the poor monk has also practiced a Shaolin stunt, called Sumeru Mountain Palm, and I ask the master for advice!" ”