[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Destiny Green Book

Qiao Feng's face paled so quickly that it was almost visible to the naked eye.

The man in black who called himself Xiao Yuanshan didn't seem to have seen this.

He still looked straight into Qiao Feng's eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was indescribably complicated:

"Your surname is not Qiao, your surname is Xiao. Your name is Xiao Feng, and you are my son, Xiao Yuanshan, from Khitan."

Qiao Feng or should call him Xiao Feng now, Hearing this, his whole body trembled.

Even though he had been prepared for this in his heart, he still felt dazed, dazed and at a loss for a moment when he heard the fact that he was [-]% similar to him in appearance and claimed to be his father.

Xiao Yuanshan didn't intend to give him more time to adapt.

His gaze moved away from Xiao Feng, and slowly scanned the entire courtyard, until he saw Abbot Xuanci standing at the door of the meditation room, he stopped moving, but stayed firmly on him.

The latter noticed his movement, was silent for a moment, and finally sighed softly.

"Amitabha." Abbot Xuanci uttered the Buddha's name in a low voice, and then he said a greeting that made everyone present change their expressions when they heard it:

"Benefactor Xiao, after many years, the benefactor will come back safe and sound."

Seeing that his face was calm, Xiao Yuanshan didn't show the slightest wavering about his appearance, so he couldn't help but sneer:

"Don't come here unharmed? Why bother to pretend like this. I'm afraid that I, Xiao, will die before I can fulfill your wish, Master."

I don't know if it's the illusion of everyone, it seems that when Xiao Yuanshan said the title "Master", his tone was full of sarcasm, and he didn't seem to have any respect for Abbot Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin.

The strange thing is that Abbot Xuanci didn't mind his attitude.

His eyelids drooped slightly, he slowly turned the Buddhist beads in his hand, and met Xiao Yuanshan's cold eyes like a beast that wanted to devour, his tone was still unexpectedly calm and gentle:

"The benefactor's words are wrong. I have made the same mistake once before. Now that I know it is a 'mistake', how can I make it again? Seeing that the benefactor is still in the world, I can only be happy in my heart. I don't ask for help. To make myself less guilty, I just hope that I can make up for Xiao Xiao's benefactor..."

Speaking of this, Abbot Xuanci turned his gaze to Xiao Feng, with an unmistakable apology and guilt in his eyes.

Xiao Feng was a little confused for a while.

"What does the abbot mean?" He wondered.

Before Abbot Xuanci could speak, he only heard another sneer from Xiao Yuanshan.

Xiao Feng turned his head to look at him, and saw that man with a cold face and a low voice:

"What do you think he means? If he doesn't feel that he owes you something, how can he make up for you?"

owe him... something?

Xiao Feng frowned.

Although he grew up at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain since he was a child, but because he is only the son of a farmer, he can have occasional contacts with some young Shaolin monks who go up and down Shaoshi Mountain and are busy with secular affairs. Previously, he had the greatest interaction with Shaolin monks, so how could he have any chance to have something to do with Abbot Xuanci, who is the abbot of Shaolin Temple?

That being the case, why did Abbot Xuanci owe him something?

While Xiao Feng was in doubt, Xiao Yuanshan laughed again.

His appearance is eighty-nine points similar to Xiao Feng, they both have a square face and big eyes, and they have an extremely bold appearance just by looking at them.

No matter the expression or tone of Xiao Yuanshan when he spoke, or the occasional cold light in his eyes, there was a very eye-catching sense of ridicule and irony.

So that whatever words came into his mouth became extremely stinging;

Whatever expression he makes, it looks cold and full of irony.

Now he smiles like this again...

The complex and hateful emotions revealed in that smile really made people afraid to face it directly.

Xiao Feng couldn't help but frowned again.

"you……"

He was not sure how to address the man in front of him.

Xiao Yuanshan turned a blind eye to his embarrassing appearance.

He only sneered to himself and said, "Stupid boy! You still think that the abbot master is some kind of good person? If he has no ghosts in his heart, why should he agree to the request of that old thief Wang and keep you at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain?"

"If there is no ghost in his heart, why would he indulge Xuan Ku to teach you martial arts, and let him teach you the 'principles of life'?"

"Xuan Ku is a monk who can teach people. Qiao Sanhuai and his wife who adopted you are just ordinary people, so what can they teach you? Xuan Ku is different. His martial arts cultivation is not inferior to Xuan Ci, and he is very kind." Gentle', isn't that what they most want you to be?"

"Poor father came to Shaolin too late. I only knew that Xuan Ku secretly taught a child from a farmer's family at the bottom of the mountain, but I didn't know that the child was actually my son!"

"...What?!" Xiao Feng was startled when he heard this.

Previously, Ye Gucheng speculated that he thought that his biological father knew about his parentage, but he refused to admit it. Now, after hearing Xiao Yuanshan's words, he never knew that he was his child?

Seeing his reaction like this, Xiao Yuanshan also regained his strength, and couldn't help squinting at Ye Gucheng:

"This kid who doesn't know where he came from guessed a lot of my plans, but he doesn't know, if I knew that my son was by my side, why didn't I recognize you earlier, and let you be deceived by these things?" The insidious and treacherous people from the Southern Dynasties tricked themselves into thinking they were Han people?"

When Xiao Yuanshan said this, he didn't know what emotion was touched, his eyes that were as cold as electricity began to turn slightly red, seeing that his reason was on the verge of losing control

"Oh!" He sneered, "I just think that they are either worse than pigs and dogs, and have put you to death, or they have taken you away and hidden them secretly, and let you grow up like an ordinary person." Big. But I don’t know that although these bastards are not big-hearted, they are not small-minded, and they actually asked my son of Xiao Yuanshan to recognize his enemy as his master, and succeeded him as the leader of the beggar gang, leading a group of beggars to fight against his compatriots!"

"I heard that in these years, the most famous hero of the younger generation of the Song Kingdom's martial arts is the leader of the Beggar Clan, Qiao Feng, who led the gang and made Liao Kingdom's various calculations go to waste several times."

"I was thinking that one day I would meet this kid, and see what kind of abilities he has, which can defeat my Daliao warriors several times, but I didn't want to, it turned out that he is my child...my child! "

Xiao Yuanshan's eyes were red, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, obviously emotional.

Xiao Feng was not feeling well either.

Although Xiao Yuanshan's words and sentences were accusing Abbot Xuanci and Wang Jiantong, why didn't they break up some things that Xiao Feng didn't want to think about, and present them naked before his eyes?

Xiao Feng turned his head away, clenched his fists tightly, and there was no more words in his mouth for a while.

In the small courtyard, only Xiao Yuanshan's heavy breathing and the night wind rustling the leaves could be heard for a while.

After a long time, Abbot Xuanci suddenly sighed.

"This matter... is really the fault of this old monk alone."

He sighed.

"Thirty years ago, I received a message from a friend, saying that a group of Khitan warriors wanted to sneak into Shaolin secretly and seize the martial arts classics in the temple, so as to use it as a capital to seize the Great Song Dynasty in the future."

"The old monk was not the abbot of Shaolin back then, but he boasted that he still had some skills in his hands, and because this matter not only related to the old monk's sect, but also related to the future safety of the Song Dynasty, the old monk thought he had to take action, so he posted a hero post , Invite friends from all corners of the world to go with me to intercept and kill this group of 'Khitan Warriors' outside the Yanmen Pass."

"But I didn't want to, the news was misinformation, our group killed the wrong person..."

"But the big mistake has already been made, and the 21 heroes who went together, in the end, there are only a few people left."

"For the past 30 years, this matter has been a thorn in my heart. Every time I think about it, I seem to be able to recall the innocent and tragic death of those Khitan people that day, and the one who single-handedly killed our team. Most of the Khitan men who killed most of them, when they finally jumped off the cliff, their expressions of grief, indignation and despair..."

When Abbot Xuanci said this, his tone paused slightly.

But Xiao Yuanshan had calmed down at some point, his eyes were red, he was fixedly looking at Abbot Xuanci with a calm face.

The latter sighed again and closed his eyes slightly:

"That's right, benefactor Xiao, little benefactor Xiao, both of you father and son want to find it. The 'leader brother' who gathered a team to intercept the convoy in the rocky valley outside Yanmen Pass that day is the old monk. Today I am here, the two of you Master Shi wants to be killed and cut to death, all of them are at your discretion. I just ask Master Xiao not to offend my other Shaolin disciples because of my old monk. Regarding what happened back then, even my junior brother Xuan Ku, they all have nothing to do with it. I don't know."

"The reason why Junior Brother Xuanku taught the martial arts to little benefactor Xiao privately back then, the old monk did have the intention of indulgence, but the reason for it was because he had saved the life of little benefactor Xiao from the mouth of a hungry wolf by chance, and got along with him several times. Feeling predestined, I acted like this just now, not from the old monk's instruction."

So even if Xiao Yuanshan wants to vent his anger, the person he should not vent his anger on in the entire Shaolin is Master Xuan Ku.

Because he treats Xiao Feng very well from the bottom of his heart, treating him as a disciple.

Xiao Yuanshan's expression froze slightly.

In Song Qingshu's view, this is no wonder.

Xiao Feng only learned the truth from Master Zhiguang and others not long ago.

Even so, he also insisted on finding the "leader brother" mentioned in Wang Jiantong's posthumous letter, and wanted to learn more details about the past from him.

Xiao Yuanshan has been lurking in Song Dynasty martial arts for 30 years.

He has been reluctant to return to the Liao Kingdom for a long time. Apart from hiding in the Shaolin Temple and reading the martial arts classics in the temple, and "taking the truth" for the crimes that were blamed on him back then, I'm afraid... he still wants to track down the "account" of that day. Taking the lead as the "big brother" to avenge the murder of his wife?

But now that he knows who the leading brother is, what's the use?

Naturally, he could kill Xuanci to "revenge" his wife.

But does Xuanci really deserve to die?

He killed Xiao Yuanshan's wife not out of intention.

They received the wrong letter back then...

and many more!

Wrong letter?

Song Qingshu couldn't help but frowned slightly.

"Abbot Xuanci, I have something unclear, can I ask the abbot?"

Seeing that Xiao Yuanshan was still frozen in place, and didn't seem to intend to speak, Song Qingshu thought for a while, took a step forward, and raised his voice to ask.

Abbot Xuanci lowered his eyes and lightly twisted the Buddhist beads in his hand: "Excuse me, benefactor."

Seeing that he agreed, Song Qingshu simply asked: "Who was the person who delivered the news to the abbot that day?"

"This..." Abbot Xuanci's hands paused, as if hesitating, "That person is my friend for many years, someone I trust very much. Not long after the news came, that person passed away due to illness..."

"Abbot." Song Qingshu interrupted warmly, "I don't want to judge anything, I just want to know the person's name so that I can make a judgment."

Abbot Xuanci saw that he was speaking sincerely, even with a low sigh, he finally said the man's name: "Murong Bo. The person who passed the news to me that day was the Patriarch of the Murong Clan in Gusu, Murong Bo."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the young knight in white who was still smiling gently flying up. Abbot Xuanci looked over in surprise, and saw the young knight jumping up and down from the monks in the courtyard. , grabbed a gray robe, and looked at the very unremarkable monk!

"Song Benefactor, you are..."

Abbot Xuanci was startled and suspicious, and was about to step forward to stop Song Qingshu's slightly rough behavior, but he saw the latter raise his hand, as if tearing something off the gray-robed monk's face...

"Look, abbot, who is this person in my hand...?"

Ignoring the angry and guarded stares of the monks in the courtyard, Song Qingshu lifted the person he was holding in his hand and made him face Abbot Xuanci.

In the next second, an exclamation sounded from the latter's mouth

"Murong Bo?!"

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on the gray-robed "monk" who was held by Song Qingshu!