The Heavens: Reborn Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 22
Hearing Xuan Ku's words, Qiao Feng understood that he had been exposed.

He thought he was superb at holding his breath, but he didn't expect to be called out of shape by his teacher. It seems that the teacher's internal strength is extremely advanced.

After being called out, Qiao Feng stood up boldly and said respectfully.

"Master is well. Disciple Qiao Feng greets Master."

Hearing the person outside calling himself Qiao Feng, Xuan Ku exclaimed, with a hint of surprise in his tone.

"It's Feng'er? I'm missing you right now, and I look forward to meeting you. Come in quickly."

Qiao Feng was overjoyed when he heard the words, he walked into the courtyard in two steps in three steps, knelt down and kowtowed as soon as he entered the room.

"The disciple seldom serves on weekdays, and the master is more concerned about it. Today, the disciple is satisfied to see the master in good health."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Feng raised his head and looked at Xuan Ku.

Under the dim oil lamp, when Qiao Feng's face appeared in front of Xuan Ku, Master Xuan Ku's smiling face instantly changed, and he subconsciously stood up with a trembling voice.

"You! It's you from afar, you're Qiao Feng, me...a good disciple I trained myself?"

Xuan Ku's expression became extremely complicated, showing both horror and pain, mixed with deep pity and regret.

Seeing Xuan Ku's complexion changed drastically, Qiao Feng was extremely surprised, and said hastily.

"Master, the child is Qiao Feng."

Xuan Ku saw that this person's appearance was exactly the same as the one who injured him, and Qiao Feng admitted it himself.

The mood was disturbed for a while, and the internal force that had been strong until now was slightly scattered.

"Good! Good! Good!"

As soon as the words fell, the internal force in the body lost control, and the whole person lost vitality.

Qiao Feng didn't dare to ask any more, and waited quietly for the teacher's instruction. After waiting for a long time, he didn't have a word, so he couldn't help but look up.

I saw that Xuan Ku's expression was exactly the same as before, without any change.

Holding his palm, I only felt a coolness coming, and sighed again, only to realize that Xuan Ku had died for a long time.

At this moment, Qiao Feng was dumbfounded, his mind was in chaos, and he couldn't help thinking inwardly.

'The master was scared to death when he saw me?Impossible, what am I afraid of?Most of them have already been seriously injured. '

Even so, Qiao Feng didn't dare to examine Xuan Ku's corpse, as it would be considered disrespectful in the martial arts world to desecrate the corpse of a mentor.

After settling his mind, Qiao Feng thought about it from the bottom of his heart.

'If I leave quietly, am I a strong man?Today's matter, even if there are all kinds of dangers, we must investigate him and find out the truth. '

With a certain look in his eyes, Qiao Feng walked out of the Proving Taoist Academy and shouted loudly.

"Master Abbot, Master Xuanku has passed away, Master Xuanku has passed away!"

The voice of the words was mixed with a strong internal force, and spread far away, the voice was so thick that it caused the valley to resound, and everyone in the temple could hear it, but it contained a strong meaning of sadness.

A group of eminent monks of the Xuan generation had not yet returned to the courtyard. When they heard the roar, although they were puzzled in their hearts, they still rushed to the Taoist Temple in a hurry.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he saw a big man standing in front of the gate, Xuanci asked in a low voice.

"Who is the benefactor?"

Before Qiao Feng could respond, Xuan Ci was worried about the safety of his junior brother, so he rushed into the room quickly.

Although all the monks were amazed at the identity of this person, the safety of the junior and junior is more important for the immediate matter.

When all the monks entered the courtyard, seeing Xuanci shaking his head slightly, they put their palms together, bowed their heads and silently recited the scriptures on rebirth.

Qiao Feng followed closely behind, knelt down in front of Xuan Ku and swore an oath in his heart.

'Master, the disciple reported late, you have been murdered.Even if the disciple goes through all kinds of hardships, he still has to find this traitor and break his body into pieces to avenge his teacher! '

After all the eminent monks of the Xuan family finished reciting the scriptures on the past life, Xuan Ci's eyes fell on Qiao Feng and asked again.

"Who is the benefactor? Is it the benefactor who called just now?"

"Disciple Qiao Feng, seeing the master passed away, the disciple was deeply saddened, so he shouted in the middle of the night, alarming the abbot."

When Xuanci heard Qiao Feng's name, his calm face changed instantly, his body trembled involuntarily, and he stared at his face for a long time.

"Benefactor, you. Are you the former leader of the beggar gang?"

Although Qiao Feng was surprised at how quickly Shaolin Temple got the news, he still nodded in response.

"Exactly."

Xuan Ci was silent for a moment, then continued to ask.

"I don't know why the benefactor broke into our temple overnight? And how did he see Junior Brother Xuanku passed away?"

Although there were thousands of words, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know where to start, so Qiao Feng could only say.

"Master Xuanku is my mentor, but I don't know what kind of injury my mentor suffered? Who did it?"

Xuanci's eyelids drooped, and within a few months two junior disciples passed away one after another, this change could not help but make the corners of his eyes weep.

"Junior Brother Xuan Ku was attacked by someone, he was hit by a heavy hand on his chest, his ribs were broken, and his five internal organs were shattered. Thanks to his deep internal strength, he has been able to support him until now."

"When I asked him who the enemy was, he said he didn't look at each other, and asked about his age and age, but he said that the 'meeting of resentment and hatred' among the seven sufferings of Buddhism is one of them."

"Since he met his enemy, he just got rid of it. He decided not to reveal the murderer's appearance."

Hearing this, Qiao Feng suddenly realized, no wonder there was a sound of chanting scriptures before, it turned out that he saw his master was powerless to return to heaven, so he chanted scriptures for him, hoping that he would go to the pure land of Buddhism soon.

With tears in his eyes, he said to many eminent monks of the Xuan family.

"All of you are eminent Buddhist monks. Don't care about enmity. The disciples are lay disciples. You must catch the murderer and cut him into pieces to avenge your teacher."

"The entrance to your temple is strictly guarded. I don't know how that murderous person broke in?"

Before Xuanci could answer, a short monk said in a cold voice.

"The benefactor broke into Shaolin, and we failed to stop him from noticing it, so the murderer can go away on his own, as if he had entered the land of no one."

Qiao Feng clasped his fists and saluted, and replied calmly.

"The situation is urgent, and it is too late to ask for an interview outside the mountain gate. I hope I will forgive you for being rude. I have a very deep connection with the Shaolin sect, and I will never dare to take offense lightly."

At this moment, a young novice walked into the courtyard holding a steaming soup.

"Master, please use the soup."

Qiao Feng's face was miserable, and he replied with a choked tone.

"Master him"

The little novice looked back, and was immediately frightened back a few steps, knocking the soup in his hand to the ground.

"It's you! You're back!"

Everyone was shocked, Qiao Feng even faintly sensed something, and a trace of panic appeared on his face.

"What did you say?"

The little monk was only twelve or thirteen years old, seeing this scene, he was so frightened that he ran behind Abbot Xuanci.

"Qingsong, don't be afraid, speak slowly, you said he hit Master?"

"It's him, he hit Master's chest with his palm, I saw it from the window! Master, Master, hit him!"

Xuanci's eyes froze.

"Look carefully, don't mistake someone."

"It's him. I can see him clearly. He has a gray robe, a square face, raised eyebrows, and big ears. Master, hit him!"

Numerous martial monks of Xuanzi generation quietly surrounded, and the two discipline-abiding monks in the distance hurried over.

Qiao Feng only felt a chill welling up in his heart, and he fell into an unfathomable undercurrent.

(End of this chapter)