Xiao Yuanshan heard Qiao Feng's questioning, pulled open his chest, and the wolf head tattoo appeared, and said with his hands together: "I almost survived that day, and I walked away in the ghost gate, and finally understood that the past was just like a dream. Whether it is Wang Tu's hegemony or the deep hatred in the sea of blood, in the end it is just a void, it doesn't matter at all, the important thing is to find inner peace when you are alive. I'm calm now, and I hope you do the same, don't shackle yourself with hatred, let go of these, and find peace of mind. Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such!"

Seeing this tattoo, this look, if it was a disguise technique, he would definitely not be able to hide his eyes, Qiao Feng finally believed that the person in front of him was his biological father.

But......

Although Qiao Feng only learned about his true life experience today, he heard Zhao Qiansun and others in the apricot forest say that he always has a rough impression of his father, and martial arts are secondary, but the love for his wife and son is quite strong.

Otherwise, he would not have committed suicide by jumping away with his mother's corpse, and when he found that Qiao Feng was not dead, he threw Qiao Feng up.

Although the image is blurred, it is always an image, even if Xiao Yuanshan becomes a murderer who will do anything for revenge, Qiao Feng can understand it!

But no matter what, Xiao Yuanshan shouldn't be in front of him, ignoring the revenge of killing his wife and abandoning his children, staying by the enemy's side, becoming a believer under the enemy's door, and what kind of inner peace, letting go of hatred, and saying what dream bubbles......

Xiao Ran also shouted, he had many techniques to create illusions and attack souls, but completely changing a person's mind like this, he couldn't do it anyway!

He laughed and said, "In the myths and stories I used to watch, there were always bodhisattvas. The Buddha turned some big demons into mounts, or guards, but once these mounts left them, they began to set off a bloody storm again, eating people for fun. What does this mean, it shows that the reason why these big demons are willing to be mounts is just because they are afraid of the Bodhisattva. ”

Recall the original history. The sweeping monk cured Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, and the two seemed to have realized it after dying once, but if you look at it in a slightly darker direction, it is unlikely that the two of them are just afraid of the power of the sweeping monk, so they have to do so.

Hearing Xiao Ran's words, Xiao Yuanshan was still calm, but Qiao Feng sneered: "Even if you have become a monk, everything in the past is just an illusion for you, so why are you blocking me today...... Rats with their heads and tails hidden. Come out for me!"

After speaking, Qiao Feng's toes soared into the sky little by little, and his palms under his head and feet waved, and the qi surged into eighteen golden dragons, and the eighteen golden dragons swooped into the air and rushed down towards the Shaolin Temple.

It was as if he had descended from the dragon god to drive the dragon to fight for himself.

A sigh echoed in the night, and a gray figure rushed out of the air, pushing with both palms. Gang Qi gushed out and turned into eighteen big hands to grab the golden dragon, as if the Buddha had come to the world. Hunt demons and subdue demons.

But it didn't work at all, these eighteen big hands were shattered by the golden dragon, and then the golden dragon hit the temple of Shaolin Temple heavily.

It was as if there was an earthquake on Songshan Mountain, and dozens of houses collapsed in an instant. A group of unknown monks rushed out of it, and looked at the collapsed room one by one!

But Xiao Ran could see it clearly. Although Qiao Feng shot fiercely, he was merciful and destroyed dozens of rooms, but he didn't kill a single person.

Qiao Feng condensed his True Gang battle armor, looked at the gray figure and said, "Now I'm willing to come out." What did you do to my father?"

The gray figure was the Shaolin sweeping monk, the original first person in the Tianlong world, but he didn't expect that he had obtained Xiao Ran's secret method of condensation, and he had cultivated for more than 30 years, and he had already realized the realm of Gang Qi's own spirituality, but he was not Qiao Feng's opponent.

At this time, these Shaolin monks knew that there was an unfathomable master in the original temple, and Xuan Ci and a few people understood that most of the methods of condensation were secretly taught by this monk.

But this person is obviously a lot worse than Qiao Feng!

The sweeping monk smiled bitterly: "Master Xiao, I can't imagine that I haven't seen you for more than thirty years, and your apprentice's martial arts are so strong." The difference between inherited and non-inherited is so big!"

Xiao Ran waved his hand and said: "The two of us are still a little friendly, but I just came to see a lively thing today, you can tell my apprentice if you have something!"

The sweeping monk fell to the ground and said to Xiao Yuanshan: "Yuanshan, today's things start from you and should end with you, what do you say!"

Xiao Yuanshan stayed for a long time, then suddenly knelt down to the sweeping monk and kowtowed three times: "Master, the disciple has been taught the Dharma by you for more than 20 years, and the anger in his chest will be resolved, so as not to become a fierce beast that chooses people and devours people, but there is a knot in his heart, and the disciple can't do it!"

The sweeping monk sighed and said no more.

Xiao Yuanshan got up from the ground, his eyes were completely different from before, extremely hideous, and he said to Xuan Ci: "Abbot, do you remember me?"

Xuan Ci looked at Qiao Feng's father and son, and then said: "The things of the day are my fault, but the big mistake is done, I have nothing to say, I am willing to die!

Before he finished speaking, he was hit in the chest by Xiao Yuanshan with a palm, and the qi poured into and destroyed all his meridians and internal organs, so that Xuan Ci himself couldn't imagine that at the last moment, he was not thinking about his posthumous name, the inheritance and hope of Shaolin,

He only thought of Ye Erniang and his son, and he spit out a word with his last strength: "Erniang, Xuzhu ......"

Then he lost the power to speak!

Is it because I can't cultivate, or is my own practice just a mistake......

But he'll never have an answer!

Because Xiao Yuanshan was captured by the sweeping monk, Xuzhu was not snatched away by Xiao Yuanshan, and Ye Erniang did not become one of the four evildoers who were full of blood, and took his son to live a good life in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, which should be a good thing!

And Xiao Yuanshan saw Xuan Ci's death, the whole person was stunned, before he captured the sweeping monk, he naturally wanted to take revenge, and hated to crush Xuan Ci's bones and ashes!

Later, the sweeping monk cured the injury he suffered from improper practice, and recited the scriptures with the sweeping monk for more than 20 years, and this hatred really faded slowly.

And today's fading hatred has just been rekindled, and it has been extinguished......

He felt a sense of emptiness in his heart, as if what he was doing was really meaningless! or that revenge itself was not interesting......

A lie told a thousand times will become the truth, not to mention that Xiao Yuanshan has been reciting the scriptures for more than 20 years, these scriptures have been seared to the deepest part of his heart, silently affecting everything in him.

"I see!"

Xiao Yuanshan seemed to have a great understanding, pronounced a Buddha horn, and flew away with wings on his back, and no one has seen Xiao Yuanshan since then.

Qiao Feng wanted to catch up with Xiao Yuanshan, but Xiao Yuanshan only replied: "Donor, please go back!"

These words poured down from Qiao Feng's head like a bucket of cold water, making him stay in the air, almost unable to think!

But he knew that the biological father he had just found was no longer there.

The reaction of these two people also made Xiao Ran stunned, others couldn't understand the meaning of Xuan Ci's last sentence, but Xiao Ran understood.

What the great virtuous monk said at the last moment of his life, what he thought in his heart was not the reputation of Shaolin and his own fame, but his lover and son.

And Xiao Yuanshan, who originally looked like a revenge maniac, actually seemed to have a great understanding after taking revenge, and really became a monk.

Human beings are really too complicated a kind of life, and it is no wonder that it is so difficult for Hongchen to understand himself thoroughly. (To be continued.) )

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