Half-life empty tomb herding dust name, Songshan Treasure Pavilion peep treasure learning, lingering and breathing for the rest of the will is not extinguished, just for him to restore Dayan.

I saw that the gray-clothed man was dressed in plain clothes, it was actually a Buddhist monk's robe, thick eyebrows, the essence of his eyes flashed, his hair was already a little gray, but his face was full of red light, full of energy, sixty years old, but there was no old age, there was only one possibility, that is, the internal cultivation was a really profound person.

"Dad, is it really you?" Murong Fu was stunned for a long time, and only after listening to a few lines of poetry from that person did he dare to confirm that the gray-clothed man with his back was his father, because no outsider knew the true origin of his Murong family.

"Fu'er, why are you so embarrassed by yourself?" Murong Bo's figure flickered as he spoke, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Murong Fu's side through a distance of more than ten meters, and grabbed his wrist vein. "You really had your martial arts abolished, and your dantian qi sea was destroyed, who is so vicious?"

"Father, you have to save the child, I don't want to be a waste!" Murong Fu cried bitterly, grabbed Murong Bo's sleeve and slipped to the ground.

"Fu'er, don't worry, Dad's current martial arts cultivation is enough to be proud of the world, and he has enjoyed the Shaolin scriptures in the Shaolin Zangjing Pavilion, it is not difficult to repair your dantian, wait for me to prepare some high-quality precious medicinal materials, then you only need to soak in the medicine barrel for half a month, I have my own way to help you recover your martial arts!"

"Really? Great, thank you daddy! Murong Fu was overjoyed, just like falling off a cliff and not dying, but seeing a cave, discovering martial arts secrets from it, and regaining his life!

For a famous figure in martial arts, being abolished martial arts is even more painful for him than killing him, and now that he has the hope of a new life, how can he not cry with joy!

……

Songshan, the mountain behind Shaolin Temple.

There was a corpse lying on top of a pile of firewood, it was Xiao Feng's father, Xiao Yuanshan, and the sweeping monk stood aside with a pale face, full of sad sighs. After Xuan Ci was expelled from Shaolin, the Dharma Academy succeeded Xuan Pain as the new abbot, and many monks of the Xuanzi generation and the Huizi generation surrounded both sides, sitting cross-legged and reciting the scriptures of the past life.

Xiao Feng stood beside Xiao Yuanshan's corpse with a torch, burst into tears, and his grief was overflowing, "Dad, the child is not filial, there is no day to fulfill the filial piety of the son of man, you have been lonely all your life, and finally came to your senses, your soul was liberated, and you returned to Buddhism, but you still ended up with the tragic ending of dying, why is God so short-sighted?" ”

"Old thief Murong Bo, I, Xiao Feng, swear to take your head to honor my father!" After speaking, Xiao Feng threw the torch on the pyre, looked at the raging fire, and also ignited the fire of revenge.

Looking at the back of Xiao Feng's departure, the sweeping monk could only sigh emptyly, and his heart was full of emotion, he didn't expect Murong Bo's inner demon barrier to be so deep, treating his body but not saving his heart, everyone in the world is suffering, or his Dharma is not high enough, and he has not been able to transform him!

The news of Xiao Yuanshan's death soon spread to the rivers and lakes, and Murong Bo became the treacherous and vicious big devil pointed out by Qianfu, and was despised by the world's martial arts!

……

Swallow Dock, inside the Murong Mansion.

In the middle of the lobby sat Murong Bo, on the left side of the head sat Duan Yanqing and Yun Zhonghe, who were among the four evildoers, and on the right side sat Wang Yuyan and her mother, Mrs. Wang, but both of them were pointed at the acupoints, unable to speak, and unable to move, Mrs. Wang could only curse Murong father and son and Duan Yanqing and Yun Zhonghe with cold and angry eyes.

There are only two of the four evildoers left, Ye Erniang reunited with her family and returned to her hometown, the South China Sea crocodile god Yue Laosan is a person who keeps his promises, since he promised Yi Xiaofeng to quit the Central Plains Martial Arts in Apricot Forest that day, but he did not go to Saiwai, but returned to his hometown Nanhai.

"Duan Yanqing, as long as you cooperate with the old man and help me provoke the war between the Song, Liao, Western and Xia Kingdoms, the old man will naturally ensure that you regain your throne as you wish, otherwise you will never be able to achieve your wish with the defeat of the two of you."

Murong Bo was domineering, relying on his current martial arts to reach the middle of the day after tomorrow, he left no room for speech, and did not take Duan Yanqing, a martial artist at the peak of the realm, in his eyes.

"Murong Bo, don't be too blind, the old man can regain the throne even if he relies on himself."

"Haha...... Is it? I don't know if your Yiyang Finger Kung Fu can rival Duan Yu's Six-Vein Divine Sword? Murong Bo's words pointed directly to the key point.

"What's more, Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun have been in power for decades, and they have already won the hearts of the people, even if you are the prince of Yanqing, but the people don't recognize this, they only recognize who can give them a good day, if you take the throne by force, even if you succeed by luck, you will be rejected by the people, will those ministers recognize you as the emperor, you are not popular with the people, you are not popular with the people, how long can you be the emperor?"

"How do you want to work together?" Listening to what the other party said, it was indeed a reality, so Duan Yanqing had to temporarily agree to Murong Bo's so-called transaction cooperation.

"Good! I promise it's definitely the smartest choice for you! As long as my son recovers his strength tomorrow, he can return to Xixia to marry the princess, and then he will not be able to capture the military power! I will help you kill the Duan brothers and that Duan Yu, and if you go back to take over the throne, no one will have any objections. ”

"Murong Bo old thief, you have a good calculation, but it's a pity that you don't have the life to see that day!" There was a person walking in the courtyard, tall and big, with a wide and round face, a strong voice, and an amazing momentum, it was Xiao Feng who came to avenge his father.

"It turned out to be Xiao Feng, what? Want to kill me to avenge your father? I'm afraid that you don't have that ability yet, and today this will be your burial place! Murong Bo smiled sadly.

"Less nonsense, take your life!" Xiao Feng was too lazy to talk to him, so he directly put on a posture, lowered the dragon with eighteen palms, and pushed out his palms, with a mighty power like the waves of the Yangtze River, as if he was going to overturn the whole house.

Murong Bo sneered disdainfully, probed with one hand, and instantly copied his moves, and used his way to make his body, and hit him back with the same palm, and his internal strength was even stronger, directly beating Xiao Feng back seven or eight steps before he stopped the momentum of retreating.

Xiao Feng was shocked, since he practiced the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending, it was the first time that he had been beaten back so many steps by someone in the palm competition, and he was still using his own palm technique, how could this not shock him?

Murong Bo struck a blow and stepped forward, more than a dozen Shaolin stunts such as the Vajra Palm and the Mighty Vajra Finger, each move was changed to a kind of martial arts, as well as Murong Clan's Participation Finger and other martial arts masters, all of them beckoned to Xiao Feng.

Thirty rounds later, Qiao Feng, who was once the invincible god of war, was beaten today with only the ability to parry, and had no power to fight back, and he was defeated and retreated, and finally was pointed in the chest by Murong Boshen, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth!

"Let me send you to Huangquan to see your father!"

Murong Bo was about to use a poisonous hand, a sharp sword qi pierced the void and hit his left chest, it seems that the person who came wanted to take him by surprise and kill him with one blow, but unfortunately, Murong Bo is no longer what it used to be, and that sword qi only cut through a small hole in his clothes.

"Hugh is going to hurt my big brother!" An afterimage flashed quickly, bringing a whirlwind gust, and the man in Tsing Yi, who could walk slightly, knew that it was Duan Yu without asking.

After knowing the news that Murong Fu was going to be a concubine in Western Xia, Duan Yu was afraid that Wang Yuyan would not be able to think about it, so he wanted to go to Western Xia to find Wang Yuyan in person, but when he passed through western Sichuan, he met someone from the Xiaoyao faction and said that Duan Yanqing took Wang Yuyan hostage and went to Yanziwu.

It was his second brother who sent people from the provinces to find Xiao Feng and him, saying that he had something important to discuss, and Duan Yu was anxious to save Wang Yuyan, so he asked the disciple of the rudder to bring back a message and tell Yi Xiaofeng that he was going to Yanziwu to rescue Wang Yuyan, and then come back to the Vulture Palace to make amends to the second brother.

Yi Xiaofeng naturally also knew about Xiao Yuanshan's death, and the reason why he sent someone to find Xiao Feng was because he was afraid that he would go to Murong Bo alone to take revenge on his impulse, which would be dangerous!

Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan were originally on par with each other, but now that he has killed Xiao Yuanshan and can escape in the hands of the sweeping monk, it means that his current martial arts have surpassed the peak, at least half a step of the day after tomorrow, and even have reached the realm of the acquired martial artist, if Xiao Feng goes to find him by himself, it will be tantamount to sending him to death.

After three months of practice, Duan Yu's six-vein divine sword could already be retracted and released freely, but even so, he hit dozens of sword qi out, but none of them hit Murong Bo, and he didn't know what martial arts this old ghost had learned, and his skills were outrageously profound.

Just as Murong Bo dodged Duan Yu's six-vein divine sword and counterattacked with one palm, when his body leaped in the air, a lightning-like light pierced the void and passed through Murong Bo's chest.