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"Murong Fu met the master!"

The faint magnetic sound penetrated the apricot forest, and when everyone thought about it, they all looked at Murong Fu who was bowing with stunned eyes.

What he did was a teacher’s ritual!

Turning their heads and looking at the overly young man, the beggars noticed that his appearance was somewhat similar to that of Murong Fu.

Qiao Feng was shocked and couldn't believe that with the reputation of the Murong family in Gusu, Murong Fuding was an extremely arrogant and arrogant person, and now he was so in awe of a young man who looked similar to him.

"Get up. There are rumors circulating in the world that many masters have been injured by their own stunts. I will solve it for you later. Don't forget the task I gave you."

Murong Fu nodded silently and showed great respect.

The four generals of the Murong family outside looked at this with great anger in their hearts. A'Zhu and Duan Yu both sighed, and Wang Yuyan lowered her head and looked down, her expression unrecognizable.

Murong Fu's reaction even shocked many martial arts heroes. Is such a "well-behaved" Master Murong really the Murong Fu who repaid others with his own methods?

Qiao Feng looked solemn and did not dare to be careless. He clasped his fists and said, "This gentleman is good at martial arts. I don't know why he came to Xingzilin for any important business."

He had changed the previous title and content, and spoke in a different tone.

"My surname is Chen, the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect. I heard that Nan Murong and Beiqiao Peak were widely rumored in the world, and the Dragon Subduing Divine Palm is a unique skill. I was curious, so I wanted to try the sword."

Many martial arts heroes were surprised that no one had heard of the name Xiaoyao Sect, but Chen Jun smiled and said, "Besides, is there another thing?"

"What's the matter?" Qiao Feng asked.

Chen Jun glanced at the elegant-looking clean-clothed beggar next to the elder of the Beggar Sweeping Gang and the charming woman behind him, and said, "I heard that Gang Leader Qiao's life experience is unknown?"

Qiao Feng's mind was sharp, and he noticed his gaze, and did not avoid it: "I heard from the elders of the gang that I was a barbarian, and my life experience is unknown, and there are many heroes in the world, such as Tan Gong, Tan Po, and Tan Po's senior brother Zhao Qiansun

, the Five Heroes of Mount Tai, Monk Zhiguang, and even Madam Ma brought me my master’s handwriting.”

"Where's the handwritten letter?"

"Before I had time to look, I met Mr. Chen."

"You might as well take a look first."

"Where is the letter?" Qiao Feng was a little confused, but fearless.

"Here, I found a handwritten letter among the belongings of my late husband Ma Dayuan. This matter is of great importance and contains fire paint. I dare not be careless, so I have to hand it over to the elder of the Beggar Clan." Mrs. Ma Kang Min cried so hard that her face was wet with tears.

Her charm was like spring, which made the man feel pity. He looked at Chen Jun and said, "Sir, please make the decision for me."

A woman like Kang Min, who looks pure and pure on the outside, is actually naturally charming and promiscuous. Even the oldest elder of the Beggar Clan who teaches martial arts has an affair with her, and Chen Jun turns a blind eye.

Qiao Feng raised his eyes and looked directly at her. From today's betrayal between Quan Guanqing and the elders of the Beggar Clan, he had already sensed that there was a conspiracy against him. When he heard what she said, he felt more confident and his expression became more and more calm.

Chen Jun secretly praised in his heart that if there was anyone among the Tianlongs who could make him look at him seriously, it was Qiao Feng. It was not about his tyranny in battle, but the charm of his spiritual character.

The letter reached Chen Jun, who gave it to Qiao Feng without reading it.

Qiao Feng uncovered the fire paint in public and after reading the entire letter, his expression changed from a hint of shock to silence.

The letter contains only a brief message:

"The words instruct the deputy leader of the Beggar Clan Ma, the elder who teaches the skills, the elder who enforces the law, and all the elders:

If Qiao Feng is pro-Liao and rebels against the Han, and helps the Khitan to suppress the Song Dynasty, the whole gang will work together to kill him without any mistakes. There will be no mistakes in poisoning or assassination. The person who did it is guilty of merit and innocence. Wang Jiantong's own handwriting."

When he was feeling sad and puzzled, Elder Zhiguang stood up in the distance and slowly told a vague story about the bloody battle at Yanmen Pass.

Thirty years ago, heroes from the Central Plains received news that a large number of Khitan warriors were coming to attack the Shaolin Temple. They wanted to steal the martial arts maps that had been secreted for hundreds of years in the temple. So the Shaolin team formed a small team and went to Yanmen Pass to attack, ambush the Khitan warriors, and finally annihilated all the Khitan warriors.

Only Xiao Yuanshan and the baby Qiao Feng were left. No one expected that Xiao Yuanshan was so powerful in martial arts that he killed most of the Central Plains masters. He then carved a suicide note on the stone wall and jumped off a cliff to commit suicide.

Three months later, the Shaolin Temple was ready, but there was no movement.

From beginning to end, this was a complete set-up orchestrated by Murong Bobo.

Among the Central Plains masters who were still alive, only the leader Wang Jiantong and the monk Zhiguang escaped by chance and handed over the Khitan baby to Qiao Sanhuai and his wife to raise and named him Qiao Feng.

When he was seven years old, Master Xuan Ku taught him martial arts. When he was 16 years old, Wang Jiantong accepted the three major difficulties as his direct disciples. After the Taishan Conference, he made seven major contributions to the Beggar Clan, taught him the dog-beating stick method, and was appointed as the leader of the Beggar Clan.

The cause and effect, this handwritten letter from Wang Jiantong, the former beggar gang helper, proves Qiao Feng's Khitan background. There is full of wariness and distrust between the lines in the letter.

Qiao Feng fell silent and began to examine his life, having serious doubts.

Chen Junfeng looked at him calmly and did not urge him. He did not come to Xingzilin to solve Qiao Feng's troubles. He had his own purposes and interests.

Although Qiao Feng is a tragic hero worthy of lamentation, he has little to do with him. Although he cannot solve his problems, he can solve all his doubts for him.

Revealing the truth and transferring the conflict to Shaolin was one of the purposes of his trip.

Monk Zhiguang's words were like thunderbolts exploding in Qiao Feng's ears. His body trembled slightly, his blood surged, and his eyes widened.

Mr. Xu, the leader of the practice next to him, testified: "Thank you Master Zhiguang for recounting old events and making everyone feel like they were there. This letter..." He raised the letter in his hand and continued: "It was written to Wang by the big brother who took the lead.

Gang Leader, the book strongly discourages Gang Leader Wang from passing on the position of Gang Leader to Gang Leader Qiao. Gang Leader Qiao, you might as well take a look at it for yourself." He handed the letter over.

Unexpectedly, Monk Zhiguang pretended to take it and swallowed the letter. Qiao Feng never expected that this respected old monk would use this cunning trick. With a roar, he shot out his left palm and hit his acupuncture point in the air.

His right hand immediately grabbed the letter, but he was finally a step too slow, and the signature at the end of the letter had been swallowed into his throat.

"Gang Leader Qiao, now that you know your life experience, you will definitely avenge the murder of your parents. I forgive you for not telling you the name of the leader! I am willing to bear all the sins. If you want to kill or chop you, just do it."

Zhiguang looked compassionate and kind, while Qiao Feng was extremely angry and felt hypocritical. At this moment, all the martial arts heroes spoke out to persuade him.

Zhao Qiansun shrugged his shoulders, as if he didn't care, and said: "Yes, I am included, and I will be charged with this. You can do it anytime you like."

Mr. Tan said loudly: "Gang Leader Qiao, think twice about everything and don't act carelessly.

After listening to everyone's dissuasion, Qiao Feng sneered. His heart was numb, filled with grief and anger. He suppressed the madness in his heart and didn't know how to vent it.

at this time.

A sarcastic smile broke the silence, and Chen Jun said: "Hypocritical, hypocritical, and admonishing people to be kind, Monk Zhiguang, when you massacred innocent people at Yanmen Pass and killed women and children like Qiao Feng's mother, did you ever think of showing mercy?"

Monk Zhiguang put his hands together and chanted a Buddha's name. He wanted to speak, but he heard:

"Stupid is just stupid, and you have to cover up your own mistakes. Hey, you said that the Khitans are plotting the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion martial arts. You are worried that they all practice Shaolin stunts. The Song officers and soldiers are no match, so they strike first to stop them.

Killing.”

"But do you think everyone in the world is stupid?"

"Who in the world doesn't know that practicing Shaolin is not a temporary achievement, but also requires countless resources to refine herbal medicines. We are poor in culture and rich in martial arts. If we use such massive resources, will you contribute?"

"Besides, if you are worried that everyone in the Khitans will practice Shaolin's special skills and force the Song Dynasty to perish, then why don't you, Shaolin, show off the Shaolin's special skills? If everyone practices, how can there be a place for the Khitans to survive?"

Chen Jun continued: "Not only are you stupid, you also regard the martial arts people present as idiots, and you have elevated the private affairs of the Shaolin family to the level of the family, country, and the world. Let me ask you, who gave you such a big face?"

"Can't the world of the Song Dynasty survive without monks like you? Why not hand over the unique skills in the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion to the armored guards stationed on the border of the Song Dynasty?"

"Yes!" Qiao Feng recalled, "At first, I was worried that the Khitans were interested in the secret skills of the Shaolin Buddhist Scripture Pavilion, but why didn't I see Shaolin handing a secret book to the guards of the Song Dynasty stationed at the border?"

Listening to Chen Jun's sarcasm, many beggars at the bottom reacted inwardly, whispering to each other, and many sizing up the tall and tall monk in front of them.

These words reached the hearts of the lower-level disciples of the Beggar Clan, as if they were eating a piece of ice-cold watermelon on a hot summer day. These lower-level disciples already had feelings for Qiao Feng, who was so heroic and fighting on the front line against the foreigners.

I admire you, but what has Shaolin done for this land and this country?

Zhiguang's face turned pale, and his figure was shaky, as if he was about to be blown away by the wind.

The Yanmen was closed, scenes of swords and sword shadows, blood flickering, and the shrill screams of women and children resounded across the sky... An indelible memory flashback appeared in their minds, and suddenly everyone looked and saw a trace of blood spilling from the corner of Monk Zhiguang's mouth, and his eyes were as gloomy as death.

His faith was shattered at this moment.

He murmured: "We did this for the sake of the Song Dynasty, even though we were wrong."

"Do you still want to deceive yourself and others and pretend to be guilty?"

"Let me ask you, did Murong Bo participate in the battle outside Yanmen Pass, and the leading brother was... not Shaolin Abbot Xuanci?"

"Xuanci!!!"

Zhiguang's body was shaken, his hands and feet were cold, and he looked at Chen Jun with wide eyes, with horror hidden deep in his eyes.

"Xuanci!"

When this name was called out, the low-level beggars and senior members of the Beggar Clan present, as well as the people on Murong Fu's side, were all shocked by this name.

However, it is unexpected and reasonable. Who else in the world besides the abbot of Shaolin would be so enthusiastic about protecting the safety of his family?

Qiao Feng saw Zhiguang's reaction and immediately understood everything.

"Hahaha!!!!"

The laughter shook the forest for several miles, and the trees trembled. Qiao Feng looked up to the sky and laughed. When the beggars heard this, they didn't know whether they were sad or angry.

Chen Jun was speechless. All the truths about Shaolin that had been exposed before had gradually been forged into a sharp sword.

Point directly at Shaolin!

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