The monks just saw the old monk's martial arts, and they were also impressed and ashamed, and they all asked the old monk when they heard this.

"Please ask the monk to be the master of my Shaolin!"

"Hey! The old monk is just a sweeping monk, and he does not deserve the title of monk. Don't dare to overstep, or let the Shaolin abbot ask them, right? ”

Before Xuan Ci could answer, he suddenly heard a disdainful voice on the side and said, "You really think that I can't do it, and you have the courage to fight again." ”

When everyone heard the sound, they saw the man in black and gray robe shaking his arms and eager to try.

The gray-robed man was three or four meters away from him, and it seemed that the two of them did not trust each other, and they both stood at a distance that they thought were safe. Before speaking, the Shaolin disciples had gathered more and more, and many people had already put on their sticks and blades and gathered on the side to line up.

Hearing this, he shouted angrily: "Presumptuous, dare to punish the murderer!" ”

Xuan Ci waved his hand to stop it, and he didn't shirk it with the old monk, and said bluntly to the two: "Who are the two of you?" What kind of grudge do you have with my Shaolin, not only sneaking into Shaolin to steal martial arts, but also setting fire to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion? ”

The gray-robed man said: "The old man didn't set the fire, and the abbot of Xuanci didn't want to spew blood, I just didn't stop this benevolent brother." ”

The man in black sneered: "The hatred is as deep as the sea, and the old man can't wait to kill all of you bald donkeys." ”

All the monks raised their eyebrows and looked angrily, and the senior monks of the Xuanzi generation couldn't help the anger in their chests. Burning down the Scripture Pavilion was even worse than killing them.

"The two of you show your identity, right? Don't you want to show your true colors even now? Xuan Ci said.

Hum!

The man in black snorted coldly, and pulled off his scarf to reveal a face that was almost exactly the same as Xiao Feng.

The Shaolin monks swept over the faces of the two of them, and they all secretly guessed. Based on the looks of these two people, it is not difficult to see that the two are related.

"Monk Xiao Yuanshan, it turned out to be you!" Xuan Ci was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly.

"Xuan Ci, tell me about the old man who burned your Shaolin Scripture Pavilion, are you wronged?" Xiao Yuanshan stared at Xuan Ci's face, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was cold.

"Not wronged!" Xuan Ci closed his eyes and moved the rosary and lamented.

When the Shaolin monks heard this, they were puzzled, even the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion was burned, and Shaolin was not wronged? What is there about me Shaolin to be sorry for him? So they looked at the other Xuanzi monks, but found that they were all silent.

"Hmph, you're a bit responsible." Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly.

Xuan Ci sighed and said, "Although it is not wronged, Old Donor Xiao has really done too much. If you want to take revenge, you have come to find the old man, why do you want to be angry with the scriptures of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion? ”

"Why are you only allowed to attack a woman or child who is helpless? Is it too much for Lao Tzu to burn your scriptures? Even if you recite these sutras 100,000 times, can you exchange them for the dead? ”

Xuan Ci sighed.

Xiao Yuanshan let out a sneer: "What kind of mercy are you pretending? Xuan Ci, you let the old man's family die, and the old man also let you have a son but can't recognize it, making your family miserable for the rest of your life. ”

"Shut up!"

"Bastard, dare to slander the abbot's reputation!"

“……”

A group of monks were indignant and shouted angrily.

Only the gray-robed man and Xiao Feng's gaze fell on Xuan Ci's face.

Xiao Yuanshan sneered: "Did I slander him, why didn't you ask him if what the old man said was true or false?" ”

All the monks looked at it, but they saw Xuan Ci closing his eyes and moving the prayer beads, without saying a word, and their hearts chuckled.

Xiao Yuanshan continued: "You meet in the Purple Cloud Cave, after a night of romance, the bead fetus is secretly knotted, and when you give birth, let Granny Qiao deliver the baby for you. ”

"Hmph, you have taken away my son, how can I let your family do it safely. The old man also took away your son, so that you don't know each other every day. ”

"Haha...... Haha......"

Speaking of this, Xiao Yuanshan couldn't help laughing, and he was very happy to think of his masterpiece.

"For the sake of your own future, you abandoned the girl who was unmarried and gave birth. The old man took away her son again and ruined her appearance. Let her go from a gentle and beautiful good girl to the second evil person in the world who does all kinds of evil, Xuan Ci, this is all your retribution! ”

Xiao Yuanshan sneered and looked at Xuan Ci, but saw that he was trembling all over, and his face was like gold paper. The rosary in his hand snapped and broke, and the beads rolled to the ground, but he was still stunned.

"Hehe, I can't stand it? Your Dharma name is Xuan Ci, can you really afford the word "Ci"? What an irony! Haven't you Shaolin always been anxious for justice and righteousness, and get rid of demons and defend the way? Why did you only poison my Khitans, and didn't see Ye Erniang, the big villain who mutilated babies and young children? Could it be that the abbot master is reluctant to get rid of your concubine? ”

"Hahaha......"

Xiao Yuanshan laughed heartily.

Xiao Feng looked at Xuan Ci's ever-changing expression, and couldn't have imagined that this sanctimonious old abbot could do such a thing, and while he was surprised, he couldn't help but show a look of disdain and disgust.

Originally, because of his teacher's bitter words, he thought he was just a thought and was deceived. I still want to leave some room in my heart, but at this time, my heart is full of murderous intent.

When all the monks saw the look of the abbot Xuanci, they all guessed the truth of the matter and kept silent. Shaolin has a reputation for thousands of years, and there is such an ugly thing, and some little monks who originally respected Xuanci very much couldn't help but feel resentful at this time.

"Haha...... Unexpectedly, the famous abbot Xuanci, when he was young, had such a romantic affair. I don't think you can blame your abbot for ruining the reputation of Shaolin, monks are also men, and it is human nature to have some ideas about beautiful women! ”

After the gray-robed man laughed, he said with a serious face. It's just that there is mockery in and out of his words, and no one will not hear it.

"Shut up!"

"Nonsense!"

The monks of the Xuanzi generation shouted angrily.

The little monk in the temple has not practiced enough, if someone really hears this, in the future, like Xuan Ci to commit adultery, Shaolin solemn Zen Temple, wouldn't it become a place to hide filth and dirt?

This person exonerated Abbot Xuanci on the surface, but his heart was extremely vicious.

At this time, Xuan Ci suddenly looked at the gray-robed man: "So far, is the donor still unwilling to show his true face?" ”

The gray-robed man smiled and said: "The abbot has such a calm heart, and he still didn't forget to ask me about my identity when such an ugly thing was revealed." It's just that your Shaolin family has a big business, and I am alone, and unlike this Brother Xiao who has a deep hatred with you, he will never die. Still don't show up, right? The province will not be hunted down by you in the future. ”

"According to the old man, I'm afraid that the donor is familiar with us, and he is afraid of revealing his identity, so he won't show his face, right? Is the old man right? Mr. Murong Bo. ”

"You say I'm Murong Bo, the previous head of the Gusu family? Ha ha...... Who doesn't know, that Murong Bo has been dead for more than thirty years, and his bones have melted, so is it possible that he can still crawl out of the grave? It was as if the gray-robed man had heard a joke.

Xiao Feng moved his gaze slightly to the gray-robed man, if this person was really Murong Bo, he would not let him go no matter what.

Xuan Ci said: "This old benefactor of Xiao Yuanshan, we thought he was dead back then, but he is still alive. Old Mr. Murong used the means of fake death, it's not unreasonable, right? ”

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

The gray-robed man said coldly: "Abbot, you want to change the topic, don't you think the means are too clumsy?" ”

"If the donor is not an old man, why not prove his identity?" At this time, Xuan Ku suddenly said loudly.

"Good...... Good a Shaolin. Sure enough, there is a place for dirt and dirt, Brother Xiao, are you just watching them shift their targets? Your revenge is gone? ”

Xuanzi, a senior monk, said in a deep voice: "If Your Excellency is really Murong Bo, and Mr. Xiao wants to find someone to take revenge, do you think you can get out of it?" ”

When Xiao Yuanshan heard that there was still a secret in this, he said coldly: "What do you mean? What else is there to do with Murong Bo? ”

Xuan Nan was about to answer, when suddenly something happened on the field, and the face towel on the gray-robed man's face was suddenly ripped off for no reason, revealing a clear face.

There was a look of horror on that face, and it was obvious that he hadn't expected it.

Everyone was shocked and couldn't help but move their eyes to see who did it. saw that the face towel on the face of the gray-robed man was holding Xiao Feng's hand, who had been silent.

"Taking objects out of thin air, isn't this a beggar gang's stunt to capture the dragon?" At this time, the old monk who had not spoken for a long time asked out loud.

Xiao Feng nodded and shook his head: "This skill is the sum of my martial arts, and it is called Dragon Capture Dao." ”

The old monk's eyes flashed frequently.

Xiao Feng didn't want to talk about it anymore, and asked loudly: "Master, please take a look, is this person Murong Bo?" ”

His attention had been on the gray-robed man, even if he was talking to the old monk just now, he didn't relax for half a minute, lest this person was Murong Bo, but he escaped.

Hearing this, Xuan Ku moved his gaze to look. At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on the gray-robed man.