The people in the martial arts present and even the nearly thousand suffering lords were also shocked when they saw this scene.

Xuan Ci closed his eyes tightly, sighed, and then stood up tremblingly, looked at Murong Bo, and then at Xiao Yuanshan, and folded his hands and said, "What a ruthless, such a poisonous method!" It's just that Xuzhu, this kid is pure and kind-hearted, but he is guiltless, so why should you want his life! ”

"Hey, hey! If it was an old man, this kid would naturally be slaughtered casually! However, Bai Xiaosheng didn't nod, Old Man Xuanci, why don't you probe the little monk's heart, and there is an innate true qi in his body, protecting his heart, just fake his death. ”

Xiao Yuanshan snorted and said, "That one didn't want to kill this little monk, he just wanted Ye Erniang to get the result he deserved." ”

Chen Mo really disdains to shoot at ordinary people who have no ability to resist, of course, the other party intends to take revenge, but according to the urine nature of Xuzhu in the original book, it is estimated that there is no way to conceive.

"I see!" Knowing that Xuzhu was not dead, Xuan Ci felt a little relieved, and then stared at Xiao Yuanshan: "But the old monk can't figure it out, what grudge do you have with me and Erniang?" Even though we took our children away 24 years ago, they still do not forgive us today. ”

"What's the grudge? Hahaha! Xiao Yuanshan laughed, and suddenly pulled off the black scarf below, revealing a square face of the Chinese character, but many martial artists present could not hide their shock, and the exclamation of "ah" was endless.

"Khitan dog thief Xiao Feng?!"

Xuan Ci took a few steps back and stared at Xiao Yuanshan: "It turned out to be you, you didn't die." ”

"Yes, it's me! Old man Xiao Yuanshan, in the thirty-year battle of Yanmen Pass, you led the warriors of the Central Plains to kill my beloved wife and make me lose my wife and child! The old man has been incognito for 30 years, just to avenge his wife's separation. ”

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar, and suddenly heard that their clothes were torn by the wind, and a figure was injected, and in the middle of the entrance, Xiao Feng stared at Xiao Yuanshan tightly, bowed to the ground, and shouted in a trembling voice: "You...... You're my daddy......"

Not to mention how Xiao Feng recognized Xiao Yuanshan, Xuan Ci committed suicide after revealing the mastermind behind the battle of Yanmen Pass. After Xiao Feng's father and son learned of the truth and appearance, and got the news from the Vulture Palace, they went to the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty to find the mastermind behind the scenes.

The group watched the three of them leave quietly, and they didn't leave anyone behind, leaving them sighing inexplicably.

You read that right, it is three people, Xiao Feng is followed by a beautiful and beautiful, snow-white face, purple shirt, delicate, small and delicate woman.

Chen Mo is here, it is estimated that he can guess that the woman is Ah Zi's little girl, after Ding Chunqiu was killed, Wu Yazi did not delve into the others, but the Star Sect fell apart without a leader.

And Ah Zi left the Sea of Stars, and there was no surprise when he met Qiao Feng at Yanmen Pass, there was no surprise that Ah Zhu was between the two, and then there were no sparks.

Of course, how could this end in front of the mountain gate, after the main master left, Wu Xindong then said loudly, "Duan Yanqing, the master promised you, as long as you come here, I will tell you about the Guanyin back then." This person is the wife of Duan Zhengchun, the king of the south of Dali Town, Dao Baifeng, who was looking for someone outside at random in order to take revenge on Duan Zhengchun's flowers, and that person is you. ”

"What!" Duan Zhengchun, who has been a green hat with others all his life, couldn't sit still under the teasing gaze of the heroes.

"By the way, Lord Duan, the master once said that Duan Yu was not born to you, your life is all women, and your only son was also strangled to death by Kang Min, Duan Yu is the son of Prince Yanqing." Wu Xindong did not forget to open his mouth and added.

The next thing is that after the green hat wholesaler who likes to see is also worn, he is embarrassed and angry and begins to tear up with Duan Yanqing, the group of heroes said that they will not interfere in such a happy thing, Duan Zhengchun has been a merry man for a lifetime, and they can't say that they also have a sour anger in their hearts.

At this time, Chen Mo and Wuyazi had also entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and an old monk with a gray beard and a thin description was holding a broom, burying his head in cleaning the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and he was also shocked when he saw Chen Mo and the two coming, and then continued to bow his head and sweep the floor.

Chen Mo's eyesight, the change in that moment did not escape his eyes, it seems that there are some things that the old boy of Wuyazi did not tell himself, looking at the reaction of this old monk, it seems to be the same.

Chen Mo looked at the spotless Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and suddenly said: "Old monk, this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is as clean as a mirror, and the dust is gone, why do you need to sweep it again?" ”

"And even if you sweep this place clean, you can't sweep the dust in your heart, people in Buddhism shouldn't be lingering on external objects, why should you be obsessed with this superficial effort?"

The sweeping monk sighed, still sorting out the scriptures in the pavilion, and after a while, he said: "Even if it is superficial work, it is better to do it than not to do it." ”

Chen Mo thought for a moment, stroked his palm and smiled: "Yes, the old monk is reasonable!" But I've done a lot of work on the surface, but I don't know if I can remember what I really was? ”

"Lingjing, I haven't seen you for many years, let's have a good exchange." Wu Yazi, who had been silent all along, suddenly opened his mouth and grabbed the words.

"Wuyazi layman, I can't imagine that we will meet one day."

"I didn't expect that if we come and come, let's take two moves, and the treasure of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion will be left to the juniors to take care of."

The old monk who was called Lingjing stared at the two of them for a while, and finally reluctantly walked out of the attic.

There is no cliff with five fingers to probe and grasp, this grasp has no wind blowing, and there is no trace of strength revealed, but it is like an antelope hanging horns, there is no trace to be found, giving people a wonderful feeling of peak.

A quarter of an hour later, a voice fell from outside the Scripture Pavilion: "You are defeated!" Your heart is in turmoil! ”

Chen Mo and Wu Yazi calmly left from the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and the broom in the palm of the sweeping monk behind them was blown by the breeze, and immediately a flame rose up, turning into ashes in an instant.

Chen Mo walked outside the gate of Lin Temple and stared at the three big characters that were majestic and majestic: Shaolin Temple!

It's just that since then, the former glory has left here, and when it comes to Shaolin in the future, that scandal will come to mind.

Outside the mountain gate, Duan Yu was standing between his adoptive father and his biological father, and it seemed that it was difficult to choose, and Duan Zhengchun was lying on the ground in humiliation, after all, his skills were not as good as Duan Yanqing.

And the affairs of your clan, it is not easy for others to interfere, and Duan Zhengchun's retainers have also been trained back.

With Chen Mo's departure, the people of the Vulture Palace, who were still powerful, also left, and when the scriptures were in hand, Chen Mo was too lazy to participate, and the Shaolin battle was over.

Wu Yazi was curious about what cheats Chen Mo had taken from the Scripture Pavilion.

In this regard, Chen Mo did not hide it, and directly threw the Yijin Sutra and the Lenga Sutra to him.

Wu Yazi took the Yijin Sutra and the Washing the Pulp Sutra to express his understanding, he was also interested in this kind of town sect mastery, and he couldn't understand the Lenga Sutra, which was completely an ordinary scripture.