For Xuan Ci's abbot's words, Minghe was full of disdain, so he could only deceive these people, right?

If Xuan Ci really wanted to use his death to make up for everything back then, he would have done it himself a long time ago, so why did he wait until today when it was exposed.

"Abbot Xuanci back then, you really should apologize with death, Xiao Feng's father Xiao Yuanshan is the same clan of the Empress Dowager Xiao of the Liao State, and he served as the head of the Empress Dowager Xiao's personal guard Shanjun, and has always won the important responsibility of the Empress Dowager Xiao, Xiao Yuanshan has always advocated good neighborliness in the Liao and Song dynasties.

You are a group of martial arts masters, but you have ruined other people's families.

The fact that Xiao Yuanshan's family broke down in Yanmen Guan made Empress Dowager Xiao Boyan furious.

Over the years, the Liao State has been eyeing our Great Song Dynasty, and from time to time will launch attacks on the border cities, which has caused all this, but it is a credit to you, Abbot Xuanci! ”

The sins of Abbot Xuanci of Minghe continue to magnify, and now they have been magnified countless times, and he now wants to see how Abbot Xuanci solves the siege.

After these heroes heard Ming He say this, they all felt that Xuan Ci and others were guilty of a great crime, and the relationship between Liao and Song Dynasty had reached a deep crisis over the years, and they often raised troops to fight, and I don't know how many people died.

"Abbot Xuanci, you know that you have sinned deeply, and you are bent on death. Xiao Feng can't do it, why don't you kill yourself? Or I'll help you! Minghe looked at Xuan Ci with a smile on his face.

After a long time, Xuan Ci has not yet made a choice, and it is obvious that Xuan Ci is afraid of death.

It was a lie to say that he was willing to die to apologize for his sins before, and everyone also saw this and turned their disdainful eyes on Xuan Ci.

"Xuan Ci, how about we make a deal, if you give me the "Yijin Sutra", I will release the son born to you and Ye Erniang." Minghe looked at Xuan Ci with an embarrassed face with a wicked smile.

Minghe would cause a fluctuation every time he opened his mouth, first Xuan Ci broke his vows and killed people, and now he said that Xuan Ci had a son.

"Minghe, don't talk nonsense, mess with my senior brother's reputation." A senior monk hurriedly helped Xuan Ci to defend himself.

"Lao Wei doesn't know any Ye Erniang at all, where did he come from."

Xuan Ci was told by Minghe about the ugly things about himself and Ye Erniang, and his old face was a little blushing, but he still held on strongly, but he didn't admit it.

And I can't admit it, if I admit that I am famous, I will be completely wiped out, and then let the martial arts people and the brothers and sisters of Shaolin Temple think of themselves.

"Bring people in."

Under Minghe's orders, the two maids of Mantuo Villa escorted the unconscious Xuzhu up.

"Xuan Ci, you see that this is the son born to you and Ye Erniang-Xuzhu.

It is said that the abbot of Xuanci is very good to his son, and he will raise his son in Shaolin Temple, so that after you pass away, you will pass on the position of abbot of Shaolin Temple to your son, so that it will be passed on from generation to generation.

Isn't this the family property of the abbot of Xuanci in Shaolin Temple? I have to say that Abbot Xuanci is clever in this move! ”

After Minghe finished speaking, he raised his thumbs to Abbot Xuanci and expressed his appreciation.

"Haha! Xuan Ci, this little monk is indeed a son, you don't believe that you can drip blood to recognize your relatives. ”

I don't know when a man in black appeared here, and the man in black laughed loudly, which made the heroes and heroes of the Jianghu martial arts who watched the show hold back their laughter, and the high-level officials inside the Shaolin Temple were furious.

They can tolerate Xuan Ci's violation of law and discipline, and they can still find a reason for killing Xiao Feng's mother after all.

But Xuan Ci must not be allowed to turn the Shaolin Temple into a family business, so that their disciples will not have a dime to do with the position of abbot.

Ming He had already guessed the identity of the man in black, except for himself, he knew that Xuzhu was Ye Erniang and Xuan Cisheng, only he grabbed the face of Hua Ye Erniang back then, snatched Xuzhu, and put it into Xiao Yuanshan in Shaolin Temple.

Xuan Ci looked at the man in black and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Xuan Ci, you killed my beloved wife twenty years ago, and I came to take your dog's life today." Xiao Yuanshan took off the black cloth on his face.

"It's you! Shaw...... Far...... Mountain ......" Xuan Ci was shocked when he saw that face, and then said his name word by word.

"Father!"

After Xiao Feng saw Xiao Yuanshan, he could feel a feeling of blood connection, and he knew that this was his biological father Xiao Yuanshan.

"Good boy!"

Xiao Yuanshan looked at Xiao Feng, his eyes were full of fatherly love. Over the years, Xiao Yuanshan has watched his son grow up little by little.

But he couldn't show up in front of his son, and that kind of pain was something that others couldn't understand.

"Senior Brother Abbot, hurry up and drip blood, otherwise my Shaolin Temple's reputation for hundreds of years will be completely over." The group of senior monks in the Shaolin Temple had already asked someone to bring a bowl full of water.

"Okay, I'll drop."

"Puff ......"

Xuan Ci cooperated very well to drop a drop of blood in the water, and when the blood of Xuzhu was in the bowl, with the collision of the two drops of blood, it gradually began to merge and become one, as if it were natural.

"This ......"

Xuan Ci couldn't accept it, anyone who appeared out of thin air and a son couldn't accept it, let alone a monk.

"Abbot Xuanci, now I use your son's life in exchange for the Shaolin Temple's "Yijin Sutra", can you agree?" Minghe looked at Xuan Ci, who had lost his mind, and asked.

"It is impossible to want my Shaolin Temple's "Yijin Sutra", senior brother abbot, you must give an explanation to the people of the world, otherwise my Shaolin Temple's reputation for hundreds of years will be ruined."

The high-level of Shaolin Temple is not monolithic, they all have the idea of competing for the position of Shaolin abbot, not to mention that people are greedy, even these monks believe in the Buddha, they are also greedy.

"Lao Wei made a big mistake in the past, and he is willing to apologize with death, and he also asked the national teacher to release the false bamboo, and the two Xiao Shi took the initiative!" Xuan Ci is now ruined and discredited, and he is bent on death.

"Murong Bo, after watching the play for so long, can't it come out yet? You must know that your son Murong Fu died at my hands. "Minghe has always felt that someone is secretly observing all this.

"Little brute, did you kill my son?"

After Murong Bo heard that it was Minghe who killed Murong Fu, he immediately couldn't bear it anymore and walked out of the shadows. If a person doesn't care about his children, he can only say that he is a parent in vain.

After Murong Bo appeared on the stage, everyone turned their attention to Murong Bo, no one cared about the scandal of Xuan Ci and Shaolin Temple anymore, after all, Murong Bo died many years ago, and now he appeared in Shaolin Temple again, which made those Jianghu 'heroes' really surprised.

"Old dog, Murong Fu's dog cub was killed by me twisting his cervical vertebrae with his hands, that's a miserable death! Do you avenge him? As soon as Murong Bo came up, he scolded Minghe for being a little beast, how could Minghe be polite to him.

"Little brute, I want you not to die well!"

"Prajna Palm!"

Murong Bo was now angry with Minghe, and directly played one of the seventy-two stunts that he had learned in Shaolin Temple over the years.

"Dirt Chicken Tile Dog! Look at my eighteen palms of dragon descending, Kanglong has regrets! ”

Murong Bo is nothing in Minghe's eyes, and for Minghe, Ding Chunqiu, who may not have a body of poisonous skills, is difficult to deal with, and he can be crushed directly with pure strength.

All of the internal forces of Ming He's body, which was comparable to the peak of the grandmaster, were released in an instant, and the sound of the dragon's groan produced by the sonic boom was deafening.

"How can the moves used by Ming He be so similar to my "Twenty-Eight Palms of Dragon Descent", which is vaguely more subtle and profound than my "Twenty-eight Palms of Dragon Descent". Xiao Feng was a little surprised when he saw Minghe's "Eighteen Palms of Descending Dragon".

The two palms were facing each other, and the internal forces of Murong Bo and Minghe collided together, and the huge strong wind and wind and sand were rolled up and rushed towards everyone.

At this moment, the internal force of the two is like a lion fighting with a cheetah.

Although cheetahs can fight lions, those are only a matter of a few rounds.

Minghe's internal force instantly broke through Murong Bo's internal force, and the majestic internal force of the sea pounced on Murong Bo as fiercely as a lion.

Murong Bo saw that the internal force in Minghe's palm was attacking him, he was startled at first, and then hurriedly used his body to dodge.

I have to say that Murong Bo's luck was very good, and he narrowly avoided Minghe's move, Minghe's palm hit the four-meter-high stone lion behind Murong Bo, and a layer of lime instantly shook on the stone lion.

After the lime dissipated, I saw a palm print on the body of the stone lion, and the cracks of the palm print covered the stone lion's body. It is estimated that at the slightest touch, the stone lion will turn into a pile of broken stones.

Murong Bo was a little scared when he saw the cracks on the stone lion's body, if he hadn't dodged Minghe's palm just now, this palm hit him, and it was estimated that he would definitely not feel good. Now Murong Bo didn't dare to despise Minghe and became cautious.

"Bang!" With a bang, the stone lion next to Murong Bo was overwhelmed, and instantly collapsed to the ground, shattering into thumb-sized stones and rolling to Murong Bo's feet. When Murong Bo saw the pebble at his feet, if he was afraid before, then he was terrified now.

Cracking the four-meter-tall stone lion with one palm, Murong Bo should still be able to strike with all his strength, if you want to let the four-meter-high stone lion shatter into thumb-sized stones, not to mention that you can't do it, it is estimated that no one among the innate masters has this kind of strength.

Now there is only one possibility, this possibility really makes Murong Bo frightened - Minghe is a rare grandmaster master in a hundred years, it is estimated that Murong Bo would never have thought that there is not only Minghe, a grandmaster here, but also Li Qiushui, the grandmaster master among the three elders, is also watching the play here, and if he knows that he has been being watched by the first master sweeping monk of the Tianlong plane all these years, not only how would he feel.

"Old dog, are you stupid? Let's keep fighting! Minghe looked at Murong Bo, who was in a trance, and shouted.

"Little brute, the old man still has something to do today, and he will come to you again to settle accounts with him in the future."

Murong Bo has now guessed that Minghe is a master of the Grandmaster, so he naturally has a heart to retreat, and it is impossible for him to really fight with Minghe.

He is a congenital master and a grandmaster master to fight is to find death, he can only hide the revenge of killing his son in his heart now, and take revenge for this revenge in the future, he just wants to leave this place of right and wrong immediately.

Now that Murong Fu is dead, he must find a woman to have a child again, so that he can inherit the royal bloodline of Dayan, if the bloodline is broken, he Murong Bo will really be ashamed of his ancestors.

This should be what earthlings often say: since the tuba is abolished, let's practice the trumpet again!