Faced with Murong Bo's proposal, Xiao Yuanshan couldn't help but be moved. After all, he thought about himself for the Khitans, thinking that this move would not only avenge his wife, but also expand the territory for the Khitans.

However, he still respected Xiao Feng's opinion after all, and turned his head and said, "My son, this person's intention seems to be true, what do you think?"

However, unlike Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng was born in the Great Song Dynasty since he was a child, even though he now knows that he is a Khitan, but he is unwilling to invade an inch of land in the Great Song Dynasty, not to mention that he cares about the common people, how can he be willing to provoke a war to make the people miserable, so he categorically refused: "No!" Then he slapped a palm and hit the wooden table, only to hear a clapping sound, the wooden table was broken into several pieces, and the dagger fell, and then said awe-inspiringly: "The great revenge of killing the mother, how can it be regarded as a transaction of business? Such filthy things, is it that my Xiao father and son despise it?"

Murong Bo suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and said loudly: "I have heard that Xiao Feng and Xiao Daxia are only a little famous in the world, and they have seen extraordinary, but I don't know that when I see it today, although he is a brave man who does not know the righteousness and is vain. Hey, hey, ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Xiao Feng knew that he was agitated with words, and said coldly: "Xiao Feng is a hero, or an ordinary man, he can't fall into your trap and become a murderous knife in your hand." ”

Murong Bo said: "The Lu of the food monarch is the matter of loyalty to the king." You are an important minister of the Khitan State, but you only remember your parents' personal enmity, and you don't think about serving the country loyally, how can you be worthy of Da Liao?"

Xiao Feng took a step forward and said proudly: "Have you ever seen the tragic situation of Song and Liao fighting each other above the border pass? Have you ever seen the scene of the Song and Liao people's wives being separated and their families ruined? Song and Liao have been easily recalling the army for decades, if the sword soldiers rise again and the Khitan iron cavalry invades the Southern Dynasty, do you know how many Song people will be killed tragically? How many Liao people will die unexpectedly?" When he said this, he remembered the cruel situation of the Song soldiers and Liao soldiers fighting each other in the grass valley outside the Yanmen Pass that day, and the more he talked, the louder he became, and said: "The soldiers are fierce and dangerous, how can there be anything in the world that must win?" The Great Song Dynasty soldiers had a lot of money, and only one or two generals were needed to lead the troops to fight, and the Great Liao and Tubo joined forces, and they might not be able to win. Let's fight a river of blood, corpses and bones, want your Murong clan to take the opportunity to restore the Yan Kingdom, I am loyal to the country to serve the country, I am protecting the land and the people, not for my own glory and wealth, so I kill people to take land and make meritorious contributions. ”

After Xiao Feng finished speaking, he suddenly heard an old voice outside the long window saying: "Good, good! Xiao Jushi is kind-hearted, and he thinks of the common people in the world like this, which is really a bodhisattva's heart." ”

When the five of them heard this, they were all taken aback, how could someone under the window not be aware of it? And listening to the tone of this person's voice, it seemed that he had been outside the window for a long time. Murong Fu shouted: "Who is it?" Without waiting for the other party to answer, he slapped his palm, and two long windows fell off and flew out, falling to Your Excellency.

I saw that on the corridor outside the window, a thin monk in a green robe was holding a broom and sweeping the floor with a bow. This monk is not young, his sparse long beard is already completely white, his movements are slow, his strength is weak, and he does not look like he has martial arts. Murong Fu asked again, "How long have you been hiding here?"

The old monk slowly raised his head and said, "The donor asked me to hide here...... Yes...... How long has it been?" the five of them stared at him together, only to see that his eyes were blank and completely devoid of energy, but his voice was exactly the accent that Shi Cai praised Xiao Feng.

Murong replied: "Yes, let me ask you how long you have been hiding here?"

The old monk counted on his fingers, and after a while, he shook his head, and his face showed apologies, and said, "I...... I don't remember exactly, I don't know if it was forty-two years, or forty-three years. When this old monk Xiao first came to see the scriptures at night, I ...... I've been here for more than 10 years. Afterward...... Later, the old monk Murong came, and a few years ago, the monk Boluo Xing came to steal the scriptures. Alas, you come and go, and you turn the scriptures in the cabinet into a mess, and I don't know why. ”

Xiao Yuanshan was greatly surprised, thinking that he would come to Shaolin Temple to secretly study martial arts. None of the monks in the monastery knew, so how could this old monk know? Most of the time he had just heard his words outside the monastery, so he talked nonsense here, saying, "Why have I never seen you?"

The old monk said: "The layman is fully focused on the martial arts classics, and he has no distractions, so he naturally can't see the old monk." I remember that the first night the layman came to the pavilion to borrow a book, it was a 'Fingerbook of Phaseless Tribulation', alas! From that night, the layman entered the devil's path, but it's a pity, it's a pity!"

Xiao Yuanshan's surprise was really extraordinary, he stole into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the first night, and found a copy of the 'Wuxiang Robbery Fingerbook', knowing that this was one of the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin School, he was overjoyed at that time, and no one knew about this matter except himself, could it be that this old monk was really on the side to witness it with his own eyes? For a while, he only said: "You...... You...... You ......"

The old monk said: "The second time the layman came to borrow the pavilion, it was a 'Prajna Palm Method'. At that time, the old monk sighed secretly, knowing that the layman had fallen into the devil from this, and the deeper and deeper he was, he couldn't bear it, so he put a copy of the Lotus Sutra and a "Miscellaneous Ahama Sutra" in the place where the layman usually took books, hoping that the layman could borrow it and study and understand it. Unexpectedly, the layman was obsessed with martial arts, but he ignored the authentic Buddhism, put these two scriptures aside, and found a copy of the 'Fu Wand Method', but went away with joy. Alas, indulge in the sea of suffering, I don't know when I will be able to turn back?"

Xiao Yuanshan listened to him casually, and said that his actions in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion thirty years ago were good, and gradually changed from shock to fear, from fear to fear, cold sweat broke out on his back, and his heart almost stopped beating.

The old monk slowly turned his head and looked at Murong Bo. Murong Bo saw that his gaze was dull, as if he couldn't see it, but it seemed to be a secret hidden in his heart, and every thing was clearly seen through by him, and he couldn't help but feel furious in his heart, and his body was very uncomfortable. I only heard the old monk sigh and said: "Murong Jushi is actually a Xianbei tribe, but he has lived in Jiangnan for several generations, and the old monk first expected that the monk must have been touched by the literary style of the Southern Dynasty. In the past, people bought and returned pearls, and laughed for thousands of years. Two laymen were the great men of the world, but they also did this foolish act. Alas, it is harmful to oneself and to others. ”

Murong Bo was shocked in his heart, when he first entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the first martial arts secret book he saw was indeed the 'Flower Fingering', but at that time, he had been around in detail and found out that there was no one inside or outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, why did this old monk see it in person?

The flowers bloom at each end of the branch, and on this side, because of the appearance of the nameless old monk, Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan were scared. Outside the Shaolin Mountain Gate, a group of newcomers came.

Although the Songshan faction is not as good as Shaolin's martial arts Taishan Beidou, but as the leader of the Wuyue Sword Faction, the Songshan faction also has a good status and prestige in the rivers and lakes. And the two are neighbors after all, so they have been friends for many years, and this time the Shaolin faction was besieged, and the Songshan faction naturally received the news, so they rushed to help.

But listening to the noise at the foot of Shaolin Mountain, it didn't take long for hundreds of Songshan Sect disciples wearing yellow shirts and carrying big swords to come up the mountain under the leadership of seven men dressed in black. But when I saw the seven men in black, they seemed to be headed by a strong man in a black python robe in the center. This man walked with a tiger, his breath was calm, and he took one step at a time, obviously a master.

Among these seven people, four of them are known to Lin Yuexi, namely Tota hand Ding Mian, Da Yin Yang hand Lehou, divine whip Deng Bagong, and Jinmao Lion Gao Kexin. The other two and the man led by him had never seen him, but judging from the demeanor of the man in charge, Lin Yuexi guessed that this person was probably Zuo Lengchan.