Chu Feng's eyes burned.

Although Xuan Bei knew that there was a reason for it, he couldn't say it clearly. After all, this matter is very important, and the name of Shaolin Temple for a hundred years cannot be tarnished, that is, Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang in front of him, is such a hero, but he is a Khitan bloodline. Qiao Feng is a coarse and delicate person, and Xuan Bei knows that as long as he mentions it, he will definitely not be able to hide it from him. He didn't know that his hesitation would make people suspicious.

Qiao Feng's surname is Haoshuang, and he will definitely not be suspicious of a Shaolin monk who came to mourn his brother for no reason, but Chu Feng asked inexplicably, and Xuan Bei's reaction was even more strange. He has been through ups and downs for a long time, his heart is like a rock, he looks at the two of them, and he doesn't speak, just waiting for the two to talk in detail.

Chu Feng was even more difficult to ride a tiger, according to his original intention, he just reminded him a little, and the point was over. Basically, let the old monk think to himself, you all know that others want to rebel, so don't keep dangling on the rivers and lakes, are you a fool or a waste of firewood? Besides, master, don't play deep for me......

"Jing Ji thought about it, he was supposed to come to the junior brother of Xuanku, but he was robbed of his errand by the old man. Xuan Bei's light sentence of "Jing Ji Thinking and Moving" revealed the topic, and used Xuan Bitter to divert Qiao Feng's mind.

As soon as Qiao Feng heard the word "Xuanku", he really asked, "I don't know the teacher...... What mundane things does Master Xuanku have to deal with?" Qiao Feng himself is the leader of the beggar gang, every time he goes home, he goes to Shaolin to greet the master, and Shaolin always treats him as a guest along the way. After several times, Qiao Feng was always embarrassed to let his fellow martial artists go to great lengths, but he just sent someone back to send some gifts back for the occasion. If you really want to talk about it, there are also times when I haven't seen Master Xuanku, and I haven't seen my father and mother for half a year.

Xuan Bei said: "I know that Qiao is worried. When the old man went down the mountain, he specially went to see Lingzun Lingtang, and the two of them were in good health, but they missed the Qiao gang leader very much. Senior Brother Xuanku got the permission of the senior brother in charge of the sect to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to practice the stunts of the town sect of this sect, which is really a fortunate thing. Xuan Bei let out a long breath in his heart, and finally drew Qiao Feng's attention.

Qiao Feng thought of his parents, and his heart was surging for a while, and it was difficult to notice the slightest abnormality in Xuan Bei.

Chu Feng had no choice but to follow Xuan Bei's words and say two words to Qiao Feng, "Congratulations to the second elder for his good health", but he thought of Xiao Yuanshan in his heart. It is said that the world forced Qiao Feng to death, in Chu Feng's opinion, in this series of changes, although Xiao Yuanshan never intended to harm his son, he forced him to the cliff everywhere.

However, Chu Feng never thought that he suddenly jumped up and shouted at Qiao Feng: You are a Khitan, your parents are just your adoptive parents, your biological mother was killed by your master, and the Shaolin host master is your mother-killing enemy...... When these words are taken out, they are all a bolt from the blue. As long as these words are revealed from Chu Feng's mouth, there is no need to say how Qiao Feng reacts, and the beggars will definitely not be able to spare him.

Xuan Bei made an appointment with Chu Feng to visit Shaolin Temple again, and then he and Qiao Feng went out of Chu Feng's hut.

Chu Feng leaned on the bed, resolutely letting himself leave this mess behind, not to mention Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's generation of cattle for the time being. Thinking so much, it is better to heal the injuries on your body.

Xuan Bei's finger, this is not a name, he himself was enlightened, and he felt that he had nothing to do with Shaolin magic skills, in fact, he had integrated his martial arts into it. Chu Feng only felt that in the dantian at this moment, a breath was moving, up to his chest, and down to the spring. He didn't control it, just letting the breath roll through his body.

Chu Feng only felt that the true air was turning, and the earlier pains were swept away, savoring the wisps of warmth in the meridians, and he didn't feel that time was easy.

By the time Chu Feng came back to his senses, it was already completely dark.

The scattered starlight entered through the window, there was no palm light in the room, Chu Feng opened his eyes, and saw a dark shadow next to the table.

When the man saw him awake, his eyes looked at him, and in the darkness of the night, it was like thunder.

Chu Feng jumped out of bed and asked a little unexpectedly, "Gang Master Qiao, why are you here?" and walked to the oil lamp and lit up the guest room.

Qiao Feng looked at him a little speechlessly, and said, "It's not a small courage, dare to cultivate internal strength in this inn, and don't even close the door?"

Where did Chu Feng think that the moment of light in his feeling had actually passed a few hours, and without arguing, he sat down at the table by himself, and thanked: "Master Xuanbei is gone?"

Qiao Feng nodded and asked with concern, "How are you feeling now?"

"A little hungry. Chu Feng replied casually, and immediately felt that something was wrong, and then said, "What kind of kung fu did Master Xuanbei make?" Chu Feng pointed to his eyebrows.

Qiao Feng said with a smile: "The Xuanbei Divine Monk invited you to Shaolin and his party, why don't you ask in person when the time comes?"

Chu Feng said: "There are many things in the rivers and lakes, how do you know what year it will be to see you again......"

"At such a young age, where do you get so many emotions?" Qiao Feng scolded with a smile, "Chu Feng, your internal strength and swordsmanship are all the way to your own, and you can be regarded as second to none among the younger generation. How come I have never heard of your name?"

Chu Feng was asked by him, slightly distracted, and replied: "I have been practicing swords for more than ten years, if it weren't for the sudden change, I'm afraid that I am still a small sword disciple of the Northern Sect, where is there any name to speak of?"

When Qiao Feng heard the "sudden change", he knew that there must be a story in it, so he didn't ask, just listened to Chu Feng.

"Southern Dali, the Wuliang Sword Sect on the Wuliang Mountain, I don't know if you have heard of it......" Seeing Qiao Feng nodding, Chu Feng slowly talked about the civil strife of the Shimen forty years ago all the way, until the Northern Sect was destroyed overnight a month ago.

"This ......" Qiao Feng's face was slightly shocked, he was able to train a sect like Chu Feng with a disciple, what kind of master should the elders of the sect be? He was actually killed by someone and left no chickens and dogs, when did such forces appear in the rivers and lakes? In fact, he and Shan Zheng thought differently, where is Chu Feng's kung fu all the roots of the Northern Sect......

Chu Feng said again about Gu Zichen's iron sword being buried in the sword grave, and there was an appointment with the Sword Lake Palace a year later. In the end, when it was raining during the Qingming Festival, I met a pair of brothers from the Shan family, and I heard that Deputy Ma's gang leader had died......

Qiao Feng also knew the rest of the matter, and asked, "Who did the poison, do you have a clue?"

Chu Feng shook his head and said, "Wanhui Tower was burned to the ground, and the murderer was not revealed. But I heard from the brothers of the Shan family, before Judge Shan came to Luoyang, he had checked in Wanhui Tower for a period of time?"

"Judge Shan is really warm. What did he say?"

"He seems to have found something...... It's just that he thinks that my skills are low, and I want revenge, but it is just a suicide act, and he has always refused to tell him. ”

"Is that so?" Qiao Feng groaned slightly, and said, "There is no need to mention the words 'low ability', at your age, it is already rare to have such cultivation." Judge Shan is now in Luoyang, do you want me to ask you first?"

"Yes!" Chu Feng replied categorically.