Zongwu: Master Tianji, Detoxify Yaoyue At The Beginning

After the old monk approached, Li Changan saw his basic information.

[Name: Xuanci. 】

[Identity: Abbot of Shaolin Temple in the Northern Song Dynasty. 】

[Cultivation: the early stage of the great master. 】

【Objective: To inquire about the child being stolen back then. 】

The moment the monk Xuanci opened his mouth, he asked, "Master Tianji, are you still alive?"

After hearing Xuan Ci's question, the martial arts people around him couldn't help talking about it.

"Sure enough, the old man can't ask any good questions."

"What? Old monk, aren't you a monk? How can you have children?"

"What an unsuspecting monk."

"It seems that there are some ethical issues again."

"Whoever let others grab the opportunity, we have nothing to say!"

"Before listening to all kinds of peerless secrets, it's okay to have something interesting to relax first!"

The rules of Tianji Building: Anyone who grabs the opportunity to ask questions is a guest.

Don't discuss too much.

So after a while, everyone stopped talking.

On the contrary, the girls all showed curious expressions at this moment.

An old monk, but he said he has a child?

Think of it as a person with a story.

At this time, Li Changan took the bank note in Xuan Ci's hand, and spoke lightly.

"Alive!"

Xuanci's expression was obviously agitated.

Then, he took out another bank note from his pocket and handed it to Li Changan.

"Master Tianji, what's my child's name?"

Li Changan also answered bluntly: "Xu Zhu?"

After hearing the child's name, Xuanci was stunned, this was clearly the testimonials of his disciples of the Xuzi generation in Shaolin Temple.

Can't help asking: "Could it be that he is a disciple of my Shaolin Temple?"

While speaking, Xuan Ci took out another bank note from his bosom and handed it out.

Obviously, he is already very familiar with the rules of Tianji Building.

Li Changan nodded, "Yes.

Hearing this, everyone also became interested.

"The son of the old monk is a young monk, which is interesting!"

"Do you know this old monk? Which Shaolin Temple does he belong to?"

"Such an interesting Shaolin Temple, I am really interested!"

"Could this not be Master Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin in the Northern Song Dynasty?"

Hearing that someone recognized the old monk's identity, some people didn't care much.

They came to Tianji Tower today to hear all kinds of secrets that shocked the world.

Which Shaolin Temple is ashamed because of this, it really doesn't have a big impact.

However, Qiao Feng among the crowd became excited immediately.

He jumped directly to the front, pointed at Xuan Ci and said, "Are you Xuan Ci?"

"Back then, you were the leader who led more than a dozen strong men from the Central Plains martial arts to besiege and kill my father?"

Qiao Feng's complexion was pale at the moment, his gait was floating, obviously he didn't have a good rest.

However, his voice is still powerful.

Qiao Feng's master is indeed from Shaolin, but he did not practice in Shaolin Temple.

I don't know what my enemy, the abbot Xuanci of Shaolin Temple, looks like.

Only then did he speak to confirm.

Xuanci looked at Qiao Feng, then said helplessly, "Qiao benefactor, I did do something wrong back then!"

"If you want to kill or scrape, I will never fight back."

"But before that, please allow me to ask you two more questions!"

Hearing that Xuanci had admitted his identity, Qiao Feng was furious.

Immediately run the exercises and prepare to kill the old monk here.

But suddenly thought of.

If he makes a move, he will be invited out of Tianjilou, and he can only hold back forcibly.

Once he leaves the Tianji building, he will be tortured crazily by that old witch, Li Qiushui.

Only when the door of the Tianji Building is open, can he enter the Tianji Building and cultivate himself.

Tianjilou is his only life-saving straw now, so it is naturally impossible for him to violate the rules of Tianjilou.

Under everyone's gaze, Xuanci continued to ask: "Young Master Tianji, is my son Xu Zhu in good health?"

Li Changan nodded, "everything is fine".

This is the world of comprehensive martial arts, because of the appearance of Li Changan and Tianjilou.

The plot of Wulin in the Northern Song Dynasty has been changed.

The opportunity that belonged to Xu Zhu naturally disappeared.

However, Xu Zhu can be a young monk who eats fast and recites Buddha in Shaolin Temple, which is not bad!

At least no disease!

Hearing this, Xuan Ci finally felt relieved.

At that time, he had a child with someone because of a mistake.

But later, his child was stolen?

He has been looking for it for decades, but there is no news, and he has always owed the child.

Now, hearing that the child is living in good health, I can be regarded as completely relieved.

After a while, Xuan Ci took out a bank note from his bosom again.

"Master Tianji, one last question!"

"I want to know who stole my child back then?"

Mysteries from ten thousand years ago;

Various mysterious races;

The realm after the land gods, and the true truth of Kyushu.

Xuan Ci was naturally curious too.

It's a pity that now he is not in the mood to go to those.

Back then, he was misled by an adulterer and did something wrong, and that incident has always made him feel guilty.

Now, knowing that my child is still alive in this world, I have nothing to worry about.

Even if you have to pay the price for what happened back then, it's not impossible.

Li Changan took the bank note and said slowly: "The person who stole your child is Qiao Feng's father, Xiao Yuanshan!"

"When Xiao Yuanshan was besieged by you and fell off the cliff, he didn't die, so he wanted to come to Shaolin Temple to learn art from his master."

"In the end, I accidentally ran into you, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, having a baby with a woman outside.

"In order to take revenge on the martial arts in the Central Plains, he originally wanted to use this child to expose the matter and make Shaolin Temple lose face!"

"It turned out that the child was too noisy, which affected reading the scriptures."

"Xiao Yuanshan casually left the child in a corner of Shaolin Temple, and then, he was picked up by your Shaolin Temple monk!"

After listening to all the process, Xuanci was shocked at first, and then a look of relief appeared on his face.

"Time is also fate!"

This is really, karma!

At this time, those martial arts people around finally understood.

They argued:

"This old monk harmed Xiao Yuanshan's family back then, but was stolen by others?"

"What's this called? It's called Good and Evil Retribution!"

"That Erniang Ye, who did all kinds of evil before, seems to have had her child stolen. Could it be that this old monk is with that Erniang Ye?"

"This is very interesting!"

The tragedy of Yanmen Pass in Wulin in the Northern Song Dynasty.

There are many martial arts people around, and I heard Mr. Tianji say it three days ago.

Know it like the back of your hand.

I thought it was over by now.

Unexpectedly, they are now in contact again?

It's really interesting.

Qiao Feng heard that it was his father who stole the old monk Xuanci's child.

He also had a complex look on his face.

After a while, he also said in a deep voice: "Old monk, you drove my father off the cliff and killed my mother!"

"It's really a heinous crime."

"And my father just stole your child away, that Xu Zhu is still alive and well."

"This is not enough to quell the hatred!"

"As long as you dare to step out of the secret building today, I, Qiao Feng, will kill you!"

Revenge is to be reported, but the rules still have to be obeyed.

Absolutely no hands-on inside the secret building.

Xuan Ci did not argue with Qiao Feng, but walked towards the outside of the Tianji Building step by step.

While walking, he opened his mouth slowly: "Benefactor Xiao!"

"I did something wrong, it's normal for you to kill me!"

"I only hope that after the death of the old monk, you can calm down the anger in your heart!"

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Xuanci had already arrived outside the Tianji Building.

He didn't run away.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground quietly like that, waiting for Qiao Feng to come out.

………seeking flowers… 0

The land-sweeping monks in Wulin in the Northern Song Dynasty did not come forward to take care of these matters.

He just wants to know the secret of becoming a fairy as soon as possible.

I really don't want to deal with those grievances.

Everyone thought it was over!

However, looking at the old monk Xuanci who left the Tianji Building, Qiao Feng hesitated.

As soon as he stepped out of the secret building, he felt insecure.

Especially when Qiao Feng looked out, he saw Li Qiushui staring at him among the crowd.

This is even more uncomfortable.

Seeing Qiao Feng's hesitation, the surrounding martial arts people urged him with words.

"Didn't you say that Bei Qiaofeng in the Northern Song Dynasty was a real man? Why didn't he dare to step out of the secret building?"

"The enemy is sitting in front of you waiting to die, but you don't do anything. What does that mean?"

"By the way, the hero Qiao Feng possesses the cultivation base of a mid-term grand master, why does he look so vain?"

"Could it be that you also spent yesterday in Lichun Garden?"

"If you want to kill, do it quickly, don't waste everyone's time!"

"Yes, our time is very tight."

Even after being urged by everyone, Qiao Feng still didn't dare to step out of the secret building.

Just because, the time dominated by Liu Qiushui is really too scary.

That old hag has lived to be nearly a hundred years old, and she is extremely powerful.

0

He is not an opponent at all, and he has no power to resist. Once he goes out, he can only let him be slaughtered.

In the end, Qiao Feng could only say helplessly: "What happened back then is over."

"Since you already know that you are wrong, then I will spare your life!"

"You go!"

Now, his only way to survive is to be selected by Mr. Tianji to be the chief executive of the outer door of Tianji Building.

Besides, there is no way to escape the clutches of Liu Qiushui.

So, watch your words and deeds!

Seeing that Qiao Feng did not dare to make a move after all, the people around felt disappointed and bored.

The two younger generations of Wu Linnian in the Northern Song Dynasty, Nan Murong and Bei Qiaofeng, are all jokes.

After the debate was over, everyone turned their attention to Ji Changan, the master of heaven again.

They came today to hear all kinds of secrets.

Don't let your mood be affected by wasting time with these people.

At this moment, all the low-level fighters and ordinary people outside the Tianji Building became excited.

They all shouted into the sky:

"Look, it's raining blue in the sky!

"Oh my god, it's amazing!"

"It's really blue rain, it's the first time I've seen it when I grow up!"

"What happened?"

The strong man in the Tianji building turned his gaze to the outside.

Sure enough, it was discovered that it was raining in the sky outside the Tianji Building at this moment.

Surprised, they suddenly thought of something.

Tai said with a shocked face: "Blue Rain, Bing?"

"That's right...that's right, it's definitely the Ice Region Rain Clan!"

"Great, great, finally I can see the descendants of the ancient gods again!"

"It turns out that they really have such supernatural powers, they can call wind and rain!"

"My God, I really learned a lot!"

Yesterday, Master Tianji Li Changan introduced three races inherited from ancient times.

One of them is the Ice Region Rain Clan.

According to Mr. Tianji, the members of the Ice Rain Clan know spells and can affect the weather.

Wherever he passed, blue rain began to fall from the sky.

Now, the sky outside actually had a blue rain that they had never seen before.

This means: the Ice Region Rain Clan has come.

Thinking of this, everyone looked outside with great anticipation.

Want to see what these descendants of the gods who have been passed down through the ages look like?

What kind of patience do you have?

A moment later, high in the sky in the distance.

There is a woman in a long blue dress, flying from far to near!

It fell outside the secret building.

(ps: Ask for all data! Towel).