Traveling across the heavens starting from the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 141: Dead, Li Canghai, take back the secret book

Li Huaian stared at the sweeper.

I want to see some clues from the sweeping monk.

However, the sweeping monk seemed to have no fear and allowed him to observe. He knelt down to check on Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan who were thrown on the ground.

"Amitabha."

The sweeping monk said a word of mercy.

"Donor, why bother? It's a pity that all the hard work of old benefactor Murong and old benefactor Xiao came to nothing."

"The two of them are just using waste. Two enemies have been together for more than 20 years, but they don't even know each other, and they are each other's confidants. Isn't it ridiculous? You might as well give me your inner strength."

Li Huaian came to the side of the sweeping monk and faintly smelled the faint scent of sandalwood.

"Old monk, do you know who these two are?"

"Old monk naturally knows."

The sweeping monk replied.

"This started 30 years ago. The first person to come to the Sutra Collection Pavilion of Shaolin Temple was the old benefactor Murong Bo, and then the old benefactor Xiao Yuanshan also came. They would come to the Sutra Collection Pavilion to look for scriptures almost every night."

"I know that in order to prevent you two from going crazy practicing Shaolin Kung Fu, the old monk even put matching scriptures next to the martial arts secret books you two were looking for. It's a pity that neither of you can understand it. You are so stupid that you don’t know that someone discovered what you did in the Sutra Pavilion."

Li Huaian started teasing Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan on the ground.

"The night I came to the Shaolin Temple, I think it was you, Xiao Yuanshan, who was running around in the Shaolin Temple, right?"

Murong Bo was shocked when he heard the sweeping monk's story.

The same goes for Xiao Yuanshan.

"Were you the figure who went to the back mountain that night?"

"Of course, I originally wanted to give you to the old monk as a meeting gift, but when I thought about you being Xiao Feng's father, I forgot about it."

Li Huaian replied to Xiao Yuanshan and turned to look at the sweeping monk.

"Old monk."

Just opened.

Xiao Feng, Murong Fu, A'Zhu, the four great sword maids, Duan Zhengchun led Ruan Xingzhu, Xuan Ci led the Shaolin Temple disciples and rushed to the courtyard of the Sutra Pavilion.

"Father."

Murong Fu was shocked to see that one of the men in black lying in the courtyard of the Sutra Pavilion turned out to be his father, Murong Bo, who had been dead for more than 20 years.

"Mr. Murong."

A'Zhu also looked at Murong Bo who suddenly appeared in front of him in shock.

At the same time, I firmly believe in Li Huaian's words. Murong Bo planned what happened 30 years ago.

"Murong Bo."

When Xuanci saw Murong Bo, he was not only shocked but also angry, the anger of being deceived.
"Father."

Xiao Feng is simpler. He and Xiao Yuanshan are almost carved from the same mold. Otherwise, Xiao Yuanshan would not be able to impersonate Xiao Feng and kill people, and he could easily frame Xiao Feng.

"Feng'er."

Xiao Yuanshan was also very excited when he saw Xiao Feng, his son.

"Fu'er."

The same goes for Murong Bo.

A very touching meeting scene.

Li Huaian suddenly broke this beautiful atmosphere.

"Brother Xiao, Murong Fu, if you have anything you want to say, you can say it slowly. It's better to resolve your grievances from back then."

This is not a big family ethics love story.

martial arts.

No love.

"Correct."

After being reminded by Li Huaian, Xiao Feng quickly said to Xiao Yuanshan.

"Father, I found the murderer who killed our family back then. Brother Li told me that the eldest brother who killed our family back then was Master Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple. I came to Shaolin Temple today just to find out more about it from Master Xuanci. "

"Xiao Feng, don't spit on anyone."

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When the disciples and eminent monks of the Shaolin Temple saw Xiao Feng slandering their Abbot Xuanci of the Shaolin Temple, they became excited and wanted to step forward and teach Xiao Feng a lesson.

"Feng'er, kill Xuanci and avenge your mother."

Xiao Yuanshan was extremely jealous when he first heard about his enemy.

"Amitabha."

Monk Xuanci shouted the Buddha's name, without any retort or any thought of resisting. He even closed his eyes when facing Xiao Feng and his son.

"Father."

Xiao Feng did not listen to Xiao Yuanshan's words and take action against Xuan Ci, but he still had something to say.

the other end.

Murong Fu was also filled with doubts.

"Father, you are not."

"Fu'er, my father faked his death for the sake of my Murong family's restoration of the country."

Murong Bo didn't want to say anything more.

Li Huaian looked at Murong Fu and his son, as well as Xiao Feng and his son, and then at the sweeping monk. How did he see and feel that Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan were able to let go of their hatred and become Buddhas immediately? The influence of Dharma, and Buddhism has great advantages over this kind of practice.

While he was thinking.

Xiao Feng pointed at Murong Bo.

"Father, although Master Xuanci was the eldest brother who killed our family, Murong Bo was the mastermind behind the entire incident. In order to restore the country, he deliberately provoked disputes between Song and Liao and slandered our family with false news. That’s why Master Xuanci led his men to intercept and kill our family.”

"puff"

When Xiao Yuanshan heard this, his energy and blood surged, and he, who had already lost all his internal strength, immediately vomited blood.

"Is what you said true?"

He couldn't believe it.

Unexpectedly, he had been living with his enemy day and night for more than 20 years without knowing it.

The key is.

In the past 20 years, although they have never seen each other's true face, they have learned from each other, admired each other, and become close friends.

He became friends with his enemies.

How ironic.

When Murong Bo saw Xiao Yuanshan in such a state, he still didn't say anything and just responded with silence. As long as Xuanci didn't tell the truth, for the sake of the Murong family's restoration of the country, it wouldn't matter if he hid the truth and died again.

Monk Xuanci wanted to say it, but he had a close personal relationship with Murong Bo, which made him very hesitant.

Otherwise, he would not have resolutely led a group of experts to Yanmen Pass to intercept Xiao Yuanshan's family because of Murong Bo's words. After discovering the clues, he would have finished the matter with an arrow in his bow.

hesitate.

This is his current state of mind.

Maybe Buddha is right.

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell.

And the people in the surrounding world are eating melons. If you eat the biggest melon in the world, you will be able to brag to others in the future.

Azi even walked to Li Huaian.

"Brother-in-law, the Murong family is so hypocritical."

Li Huaian rolled his eyes at Ah Zi, "You still need to call Murong Bo hypocritical."

"Amitabha."

The sweeping monk shouted the Buddha's name.

Like the sound of Buddha filling your ears.

but.

If you have advanced cultivation, you will definitely realize that there is something wrong with this Buddha's name.

In the eyes of outsiders, this Buddha's name is loud and inspiring, and can make people wake up and calm down.

But in Li Huaian's view, this Buddha's name has the ability to captivate people's soul and control their soul and intelligence.

only.

Although this Buddha's name is directed at everyone.

And what really works.

Only Murong Bo, Xiao Yuanshan, and Monk Xuanci were disturbed by the sound of the Buddha's name. The others just calmed down and had a clear mind.

really.

Li Huaian glanced at the sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk secretly glanced at Li Huaian before looking at Monk Xuanci.

"Old monk Kong Ran has met Abbot Xuanci."

"what"

The sweeping monk’s dharma call came out.Monk Xuanci and everyone were collectively shocked. The old monk in front of them turned out to be a senior of the empty generation.

"Xuanci has met my uncle."

"I've met my uncle."

"Uncle Taishi."

All the Shaolin disciples present bowed down to see the senior sweeping monk.

All the eminent monks in Shaolin were also very surprised and lamented the rich heritage of Shaolin. They did not expect that there were seniors of such seniority hidden in the Shaolin Temple.

Other outsiders were also shocked. Shaolin Temple actually hid such an old monk. No wonder Shaolin Temple can be called the existence of Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world. It can be seen from this old monk who has no name. No one knew that Shaolin Temple also hid something. How many older generation monks.

This also made everyone present secretly make up their mind that they must be careful with Shaolin Temple in the future, so as not to offend the young ones, hit the younger ones, and provoke the older ones. The older ones are coming, and the older ones are still behind.

Don't mess with it.

Everyone in the Shaolin Temple also clearly felt that the attitude of the people around them towards the Shaolin Temple had changed significantly, especially the last disciples of the Shaolin Temple. They all started to hold their heads high and had a bullying attitude. They were full of eyes towards the sweeping monk Kongran. Longing.

What's more, they want to transfer the Sutra Pavilion to be on duty.

"Amitabha."

The sweeping monk said in a deep voice to Xuanci.

"Since the abbot calls the old monk his uncle, the old monk also asks the abbot to inform old benefactor Xiao about what happened back then. As the saying goes, Bodhi has no tree, and a bright mirror has no stand."

"Amitabha."

Monk Xuanci bowed respectfully to the monk.

"Uncle Master is profound."

After saying that, Xuanci turned to Xiao Yuanshan and told everything about what happened 30 years ago.

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"Old Benefactor Xiao, Benefactor Xiao, all kinds of sins started because of Lao Na, and they should end because of Lao Na. If the two Xiao Donors can't eliminate the resentment in their hearts, Lao Na is willing to put down his hands and atone for his sins. Even if the two Xiao Donors are merciful and forgive Lao Na's sins, , I have no shame in taking up the position of Shaolin Abbot. After I finish handing over Shaolin affairs, I should go to the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple to repent and pray for the two benefactors Xiao and Mrs. Xiao who died unjustly and tragically. "

"Amitabha."

Monk Xuanci clasped his hands and closed his eyes with Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng and his son, waiting for punishment.

"Hahaha"

result.

Instead of waiting for Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng and his son joined forces to fight. Instead, they were greeted by Xiao Yuanshan's wanton laughter.

"Father."

Xiao Feng looked at Xiao Yuanshan with some worry.

"Madam, our family has finally been vindicated. I, Xiao Yuanshan, am finally innocent. Madam, have you seen that I, Xiao Yuanshan, have been upright and upright all my life, attaching great importance to love and justice, and keeping my promises?"

He didn't finish the sentence halfway.

Xiao Yuanshan spit out another mouthful of blood.

"Father."

Xiao Feng was anxious and quickly supported Xiao Yuanshan.

"Feng'er, don't cry. Your father is going to be reunited with your mother. You should feel happy."

Xiao Yuanshan looked at Xiao Feng with distracted eyes, and slowly lost his breath.

"Father."

Xiao Feng was extremely sad.

"Brother Xiao Yuanshan."

When Murong Bo saw Xiao Yuanshan's death, he felt very sad and began to think about why in this life, in the end, his reputation for many years was ruined, his country could not be restored, and his close friend for more than 20 years died in front of his eyes, and he was still an enemy.

In a trance.

Murong Bo looked at Xiao Feng, who was crying sadly, and then at Murong Fu beside him.

"Fu'er."

"Father."

Murong Fu was in a daze at this time, and the original intention he had persisted for many years seemed to be collapsing.

If Murong Bo hadn't called him.

His original intention may have collapsed.

"My father may have made a mistake. My father must atone for the sins he committed 30 years ago."

Murong Bo's eyes were firm.

Without atonement, it’s no longer possible.

After this battle, the reputation of the Murong family in Gusu was ruined.

Only one death.

Only then could he restore some of the reputation of the Murong family in Gusu and pave the way for Murong Fu.

the most important is.

In his current state, he cannot defeat Xiao Feng, and his son Murong Fu cannot compete with him.

Only death can break the situation.

"Xiao Feng, I have paid my debt."

After Murong Bo finished speaking, he forcibly burned his Dantian, slapped his face with a palm, and died.

"Father."

When Murong Fu saw that Murong Bo had committed suicide, he was in a state of confusion and showed signs of losing his mind.

"Amitabha."

The sweeping monk appeared at the right time and gave instructions to monk Xuanci.

"Abbott, the old monk wants to have a private discussion with Donor Li. Donor Xiao and Donor Murong can be taken care of by the abbot. It is better not to be so noisy in the pure place of Shaolin Temple."

"I sincerely obey my uncle's decree."

Monk Xuanci accepted the order.

Seeing that Monk Xuanci did not excuse himself, the sweeping monk turned and left.

"Donor Li, come with the old monk."

Upon hearing this, Li Huaian threw A'Zi, who wanted to join in the fun, into A'Zhu's care, and quickly followed the pace of the sweeping monk.

Came to a quiet Zen room in the back mountain.

"Donor Li, please come in."

The sweeping monk pointed to the meditation room.

Li Huaian did not doubt that he was there, and walked past the sweeping monk towards the Zen room. However, before entering the room, he suddenly turned around, reached out and touched the old monk's neck, and saw that the Adam's apple on the old monk's neck disappeared instantly.

see this scene.

Only then did he confirm what he was thinking.

"Should I call you Uncle Li Canghai, or Old Monk?"

"You doll... it's not fun at all."

Entered the Zen room.

The sweeping monk no longer tried to cover up, and swept his face with his hand, revealing the peerless appearance behind the decrepit old man's face.

It was the white jade statue that Li Huaian saw in Langhuan Paradise, and the woman in the scroll that Wu Yazi gave him.

"It seems that you, baby, are the leader of the Xiaoyao sect and have come to me to take back our martial arts?"

Sweeper monk.

No, Li Canghai glanced at the Qibao ring on Li Huaian's thumb.

"Uncle Master, have you guessed it?"

"It doesn't count."

Li Canghai poured a glass of water for himself and another glass for Li Huaian.

"It's hard to describe what happened to our generation. I simply came to the Shaolin Temple to hide. I didn't expect to meet you, a child of the Xiaoyao Sect. Even if you don't want my inheritance from the Xiaoyao Sect, I will still give up my inheritance from the Xiaoyao Sect." Pass it on to you to bring back to the Xiaoyao Sect."

"Not only the "Pure Yang Supreme Kung Fu", I also give you a gift, which can be regarded as a greeting gift from my uncle to you."

Li Canghai pointed to a black iron rod placed in the meditation room.

"That stick is forged from a piece of dark iron weighing more than 500 kilograms. It's useless for me to hold it on weekdays, so I gave it to you."

Li Huaian didn't expect that other than the "Pure Yang Supreme Kung Fu", there would be such an unexpected surprise. He quickly looked at the black iron rod, which was completely black. If Li Canghai hadn't pointed out the material, no one would have known that it was a black iron rod. iron rod.

You can take part of the black iron and fuse it with the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword.

Or simply use black iron to make a Daxia Dragon Bird Sword.

Take back the "Pure Yang Supreme Skill".

Li Huaian thought that he could go to the grassland for a trip. When he came back, he could integrate and purify the secrets. It was also time to return to the main world.

In the Wusong world for such a long time.

I don’t know what’s going on in the main world.

but.

Before leaving this world, he needs to make some arrangements for this world like the Tang Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)