Chapter 660: Old Grievances and Hatreds Are Cleared Today

As soon as these words came out, the monks and heroes shouted in unison. The astonishment, horror, contempt, anger, fear, and pity on the faces of each of them were indescribable.

Abbot Xuanci is highly respected, and everyone in the martial arts admires him, who would have thought that he would do such a thing? After a long time, the noise gradually stopped.

Xuan Ci spoke slowly, his voice was still serene and calm, as usual: "Laughing old donor, you and Ling Lang have been separated for more than 30 years and have not been able to see each other, but you have long known that he has advanced in martial arts, become famous, and become a first-class hero in the rivers and lakes, and I will comfort myself in my heart." My son and I see each other day by day, but we only say that he was taken captive for Qiangliang, and I don't know whether he lives or dies, but I am in suspense about it day and night. ”

Chu Sanniang cried: "You...... You don't have to say it, then ...... So what's okay?

Xuan Ci said gently: "Sanniang, since you have done bad karma, it is useless to regret it, and it is useless to conceal it. Over the years, I've been miserable for you!"

Chu Sanniang cried: "I'm not bitter! You can't say if you have suffering, that's the real bitterness." ”

Xuan Ci shook his head slowly, and said to Xiao Hongchen: "Laughing at the old donor, in the battle outside Yangping Pass, the old man made a big mistake." The brothers of the family tolerated this matter for the old man and gave their lives one by one. It's too late for the old man to die today. ”

Suddenly, he raised his voice and said, "Old Benefactor Fang of Fang Tang Ming, that day, you faked the news and said that the Wuhuan warriors were going to come to Honghua Temple to seize the martial arts classics, resulting in all kinds of big mistakes, have you ever felt the slightest guilt?"

Everyone was shocked when they suddenly heard him say the word "Fang Tangming". Most of the heroes knew that the father of the young man in the green shirt had a single name with the character "Ming", and when he heard that this person had passed away, why did Xuan Ci suddenly call out this name? Could it be that it was Fang Tangming who was the one who falsely reported the news? Everyone looked at him, but when they saw that what he was looking at was a gray-clothed monk sitting under the big tree.

The gray-clothed monk let out a long laugh, stood up, and said, "Master Abbot, you have such a great eye that you actually recognized me. He stretched out his hand and pulled off the curtain, revealing a face with clear eyes and white eyebrows.

Fang Qingluan was pleasantly surprised and shouted, "Daddy, you ...... You don't have ...... Didn't you die?" Immediately countless doubts surged in his heart: On the day his father died, he tried more than once that he was out of breath and buried with his own hands, how could he be resurrected? But why do you want to fake your death, and why do you have to hide even your own son?

Xuan Ci said: "Old Donor Fang, I have been friends with you for many years, and I have always respected you as a person. When you told me about it that day, the old man was convinced. After that, he killed a good man by mistake, and the old man will never see you again. Later, when I heard that you had passed away due to illness, the old man mourned so much, and kept saying that you were just like the old man at that time, and you also misbelieved people's words, resulting in unintentional mistakes, and guilt in your heart, so that you died young, who knows...... Alas!"

His long sigh really contained infinite remorse and reproach.

Xiao Hongchen and Xiao Wangchun glanced at each other, and until this moment, his father and son knew that the person who faked the news and provoked trouble was actually Fang Tangming.

Xiao Wangchun had a thought in his heart: "Although the tragedy outside Yangping Pass was taken by the abbot of Xuanci, he was the abbot of Honghua Temple, and he cared about the Tang Dynasty and the classics of the temple, and it was incumbent on him to do his best." Later, when he realized what he had missed, he tried his best to make up for it. The real sinner is Fang Tangming instead of Xuan Ci. ”

Fang Qingluan listened to Xuan Ci's words, and immediately understood: "Daddy's fake news is to provoke a big fight between the martial artists of the two countries, and I, Da Chu, can profit from it." Afterwards, Xuan Ci inevitably had to question my father. My father has no excuse, with his identity as a hero and a hero, he can't admit it directly, and he ruined his reputation. He expected the character of Abbot Xuan Ci, as long as he died, Xuan Ci would not reveal the truth and damage his reputation after his death. ”

Then he thought deeper: "Yes." Now that my father is dead, the Fang clan's reputation is unharmed, and I can still continue to rejuvenate the great cause. Otherwise, the heroes of the Central Plains would have risen up to become enemies of the Tsing Yi people, and it would already be difficult for them to survive themselves, let alone gather the people to restore the country? At that time, I was still young, and if I learned that my father was faking his death, I would inevitably show my feet, so I simply hid it. "Thinking of my father's hard work, in order to revive Dachu, he did not hesitate to give up everything, and he felt that he had a heavy burden on his shoulders.

Xuan Ci said slowly: "Old Donor Fang, when I heard your words of persuasion to Ling Lang today, I realized that your Fang clan is actually a descendant of the emperor, and the plotter is big. Then the intention of your fake message is understandable. It's just that the great thing you are trying to achieve, but it will not be possible in the end, isn't that in vain the death of so many innocent lives?"

Fang Tang said: "The plan is in the people, and the success is in the sky!"

Xuan Ci's face was full of compassion, and he said, "My senior brother Xuan Bei was ordered by me to come to my hometown to ask you about this matter, thinking that he offended you in his words. He has also seen some clues in your mansion, and has guessed your intention to rebel, so you will kill him. ”

"But why did you endure it for many years, until he went to Sui Yan, did not start? Well, you want to provoke the dispute between the Yuanqi Sect and the Shaolin faction, I expect that when you attacked my Xuanbei junior brother, it was the Lu family's Lingxi Finger, but your Lingxi Finger is not well learned, so I can't help him, and finally I still used the family heirloom skill of this sect to 'control the shape with qi, and thousands of horizontals', and killed my Xuanbei junior brother. ”

Fang Tangming smiled, leaned slightly sideways, and punched the big tree beside him, and there was a loud sound, and two thick branches on the tree fell. He hit the trunk of a tree, and he shook off two branches that were far away from his fist, which was really extraordinary.

More than ten old monks from Honghua Temple shouted in unison: "Wei Tuo pestle!"

Xuan Ci nodded and said: "You have been in our temple for many years, and you have actually practiced the 'Wei Tuo Pestle' magic skill, one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin. But the Henan Barberry Sect's move 'Heavenly Spirit Thousand Cracks', with your identity martial arts, I don't want to spend effort to practice. You killed Ke Baisui Ke Shizhu, so that it is really a family kung fu, but I don't know why?"

Fang Tang smiled sympathetically and said: "The old abbot is extremely shrewd, and he goes out of the mountain gate with his feet, but he knows all kinds of things on the rivers and lakes well, which is admirable. I want you to guess this matter, please guess ......" Before he finished speaking, suddenly the two of them roared in unison and rushed towards him, it was the golden abacus Cui Baiquan and his nephew Guo Yanzhi.

With a flick of the sleeves of Fang Tangming's robe, Cui Guo and the two of them fell out of the ground, lying on the ground unable to move. In this blink of an eye, he had already hit the acupoint with his "middle finger in his sleeve".

Xuan Ci said: "That Ke Shi is rich and rich, and he has always been cautious in his actions. Well, you recruited troops, accumulated wealth and stored grain, took a fancy to Lord Ke's family property, and wanted to take him for your own use. Lord Ke Shi didn't allow it, maybe he still wanted to report to the government. ”