Hearing Xiao Feng's words, the clenched fists in Xuanci's robe were slightly relaxed, and his slightly slightly tense back was suddenly stagnant, and then returned to the solemnity of the past.

Sure enough, he was right!

Xuan Ci understands that he represents the entire Shaolin faction, and now he not only loses the competition, but even commits many precepts, which undoubtedly seriously damages the century-old reputation of the Shaolin faction, and he naturally cannot escape the blame, but at this moment, he, the abbot of Shaolin, naturally has to try his best to save Shaolin's reputation.

Undoubtedly, what he said just now was to turn the spearhead to Murong Fu, obviously, he wanted to start with Murong Fu and find a breakthrough, so as to save the reputation of his Shaolin faction!

Xuan Ci is worthy of being an old and cunning man, this move can cause hatred between Murong Fu and Xiao Feng's father and son, no matter who lives or dies on both sides, his Shaolin faction is a great advantage, and secondly, the stain of the Shaolin faction in the battle of Yanmen Pass can also be pushed to his Gusu Murong clan.

In this way, as long as he Xuan Ci judges himself in front of the crowd, the Shaolin faction will finally be able to maintain his reputation for a hundred years, although the means are a little inferior, but Xuan Ci does not regret it at all!

Immediately, I saw Xuan Ci, raised his head and took a long breath of air, and then sighed: "This person is Lao Ke's close friend, Lao Ke has always respected him as a person, then he said to me that the Khitan warriors want to come to Shaolin Temple to seize the martial arts classics, Lao Ke is convinced, so that he has made all kinds of big mistakes, but Lao Ke often regrets it!"

Xiao Feng let out a long roar and shouted, "Who is this best friend, abbot?" His eyes were like lightning, and he swept over Qunhao's face one by one.

"Hey!" Xuan Ci sighed deeply, slowly turned his head, stared at Xiao Feng, and said: "Lao Gao's best friend, is no longer alive at this moment, I am afraid that he was also the same as Lao Qu at that time, and misbelieved people's words, which caused this unintentional mistake, guilt, and died young, and if I mention it again at this moment, it has no effect, Xiao Shizhu still don't ask again!"

Speaking of this, Xuan Ci also continued: "The name of this old friend, but the old man doesn't want you to know, the old man once participated in the ambush of Lingzun Lingtang, all the sins, the old man is willing to bear all the sins, if you want to kill or chop, you can do it." ”

Xiao Feng saw Xuan Ci lowering his eyebrows, his face was compassionate and solemn, although he was sad and angry in his heart, he couldn't help but be in awe, and said: "Outside the Yanmen Pass, the heroes of the Central Plains killed my mother who didn't know martial arts without asking for reasons, do you think this revenge should be avenged?"

"Could it be that because he died, he will reveal this matter in one word, there is such a cheap thing in the world? Since this person is dead, but his son's descendants are not sick or painful, and the father's debt is repaid by the son, which is justified, Xiao Feng will never compromise on the enmity of his parents, and I hope the abbot will make it clear!"

Hearing Xiao Feng's words, Xuan Ci knew that Xiao Feng's father and son would not give up, his goal had obviously been achieved, the solemn look on his face remained unchanged, and he clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, although the old man is reluctant to name his friend, but he has already done bad karma, it is useless to blame himself and conceal it, but the old man is also unwilling to hide the Xiao donor, and the person who is said to be the person who pretends to transmit the news is Murong Bo Murong Old Donor!"

Hearing Xuan Ci's words, Xiao Feng raised his head slightly, and glanced at Murong Fu with complicated eyes, Ah Zhu had told him a lot of things about his participation in the village at the beginning, and at the same time, he also mentioned Murong Bo, yes, he was naturally no stranger to the name Murong Bo, and immediately turned to Xuan Ci and said, "What the abbot said is true?"

Xuan Ci's tone was extremely low, as if he was remembering: "Naturally true!"

As soon as these words came out, the stone was shattered!

Similarly, the faces of the martial arts heroes present changed dramatically in an instant!

Most of the heroes present knew that the father of Murong in Gusunan was a single name with the word "Bo", no wonder Xuan Ci said that this person had passed away, didn't this refer to Murong Bo?

Looking at it, there are very few people who can make Abbot Xuan Ci regard him as a close friend, but there is no doubt that Murong Bo back then was also like Murong Fu at such a moment, he was a famous martial arts master, and he was a close friend with Xuan Ci, so it makes sense!

Based on what Xuan Ci said, the person who falsely reported the news was really Murong Bo!

At this moment, everyone who came back to their senses followed Xuan Ci's eyes, but when they saw that his eyes were focused on, it was Murong Fu who was standing with Wang Yuyan and Ah Bi under the big tree.

Whispers surrounded the square, the atmosphere was noisy and restless at the moment, obviously, no one present thought that that person would be Murong Bo!

Too lazy to pay attention to the whispers in the square, Xiao Feng stared at Murong Fu with dead eyes, waiting for his answer, but there was an indescribable complex feeling in his heart, but in his heart, he was faintly expecting that Murong Fu would say a negative answer!

I don't know how long it took, Murong Fu's figure like a stone sculpture finally moved slightly, slowly turned around, and faced the crowd of heroes present again, and his voice was as calm as water, echoing in the field: "Master Xuanci still has something to say, if there is, wait for Master Xuanci to finish speaking!"

Countless eyes in the field shifted again, and all fell on Xuan Ci's body, and Xuan Ci's low voice also came slowly: "What the old man said, every sentence is true, presumably Murong Shi also has the bottom in his heart at this moment!"

Before Murong Fu could speak, the four ministers behind him stepped forward, glared at Xuan Ci angrily, and glared at him, and said: "Let go of your mother's bullshit, Xuan Ci old bald donkey, as the righteous leader of the martial arts, not only is the bad girl famous, but also gave birth to a son, and he has done all this kind of moral degradation, my master is elegant and elegant, how can he be blind and become close friends with a shameless person like you?"

Xuan Ci's face was pale, and he didn't expose his shortcomings, Bao Wei said it too much, not only him, but also the first of the first seats such as Xuan Lone, who had been suppressed for a long time behind him, was also completely angry, and Xuan Lone said sharply: "My Shaolin Temple is a good place for Buddhism, Mr. Bao San, please respect yourself!"

Bao Wei smiled angrily and said: "Yes, yes! Shaolin Temple is a good place for Buddhism...... "He has always said "yes, yes!" This time it was actually changed to "Yes, yes!" People who knew him were surprised, but they heard him go on and say: "It is a good place for raising illegitimate children." ”

As soon as he said this, hundreds of angry eyes of the Shaolin faction shot at him, but Bao Wei has always been bold, knowing that no matter which monk of the Xuanzi generation, he is not an opponent, but he wants to say it, he has never been afraid.

But the expressions of the Shaolin faction are different, and they are full of anger at the moment, and Bao is different now, this remark is no less than slapping their Shaolin faction in the face in front of the world's heroes, how can this tone be endured?

A wave has not subsided, a wave has invaded again, and the long-suppressed Xuan Silence finally broke out, with a wave of his palm, he shouted loudly: "Tie the Arhat Great Array!"

The shouts of Xuan Silence fell, and among the nearly a thousand Shaolin disciples on the square, hundreds of red shadows suddenly burst out, and when the body moved, Murong Fu and the others were surrounded in an instant, the red clothes flashed, the gray shadows rolled, and the five hundred monks were clustered in the east and a team in the west, scattered all over the mountains.

The Shaolin Arhat Array, by the temple of each courtyard from those excellent disciples, selected and integrated, and with each other tacit understanding, the Shaolin faction has never been used before outsiders, except for the monks of the temple, no one has ever seen it, but now it is not hesitant to send five hundred Arhats to surround Murong Fu and others, which shows its determination!

"Hmph, who dares to touch my sect leader, ask my sect brothers if they agree!" A cold shout with murderous intent came from the air not far from the rear, resounding in this square, and then a tall figure as sharp as a sword slowly fell, appearing in everyone's eyes.

As this figure fell, another voice sounded: "Dare to make a move on my sect leader, so daring!" This person's voice was loud, vigorous and heroic, and in the blink of an eye, he also fell into the encirclement, and the two of them immediately took three steps and arched their hands towards Murong Fu and said: "See the sect leader! Xi Feng, Lan Qing, with the sky, earth, wind, thunder, and the four gates, rushed to support the sect leader!"

"What's the situation?" Everyone present was also a little dazed by this sudden change, and they glanced at each other, all of them looked confused, they only heard the name of Murong Fugu Sunan Murong, but they never knew what kind of sect leader he was?

Just when everyone was stunned, Xi Feng and Lan Qing rushed in the direction where they came, and suddenly there was a sound of Dao breaking through the air, and then hundreds of figures swept over quickly, and they saw Murong Fu in front of them, Xi Feng, Lan Qing and others, thunderous with joy, bowed down together, and bowed down and said, "See the sect leader!"

The sound was like a roar of the wind, and it spread far away, only to make the sound on the Shaomu Mountain for a long time, and the crowd present heard it in their ears and shuddered.

"Everyone, get down!"

Although Murong Fu was also quite surprised by the arrival of everyone, he clearly ordered Xi Feng, Ye Xing and others to go back to Guangmingding, and not to interfere with his relationship with Shaolin, but obviously, they still came, knowing that this was not the time to care about these things, Murong Fu shook his head helplessly, and then said.

With the arrival of the heavens, earth, wind, and thunder of Mingjiao, the atmosphere in the venue became silent again!

I don't know how long it took, Murong Fu glanced at the Shaolin monks who were ready to do it at any time, but his face did not change at all, to be honest, in addition to the name of the Shaolin faction, which is enough to deter the world, if it is to talk about force, Murong Fu will only laugh at it!

Then Murong Fu's footsteps crossed everyone, slowly raised his head, looked at Xiao Feng with his eyes, and his tone was so calm that people couldn't tell whether they were angry or happy: "You are right, the debt of the father and the son are repaid, it is justified, at this moment, Murong Fu's descendants are standing here without illness or pain!"

As soon as the conversation changed, a smile suddenly appeared on his calm face: "You and I are still inevitable after all!" (To be continued.) )