Game Days: Evolving from Bone Cancer

Chapter 102 Wanting to accept Xiao Feng, the Yang God of Tianmen

boom!
The name Xiao Yuanshan exploded in the crowd like a bomb.

Especially the Shaolin disciples, they don't know how to make a living? The complexion of all the eminent monks of the Xuan generation including Abbot Xuanci suddenly changed drastically.

Xiao Ting landed on the top of the Sacrifice Cliff, holding the rosary beads in his right hand and moving slowly, with his left behind his back, he continued:

"Didn't Jushi Xiao have been looking for the elder brother who took the lead in the battle of Yanmen that day? In fact, the elder brother was deceived by people with false information, and the person who delivered the false information with ulterior motives is far away in the sky and close in front of us..."

Halfway through the speech, Xiao Ting suddenly turned his head to look at the gray-clothed old monk, and said with a smile: "Old benefactor Murong Bo, are you still unwilling to show your true colors?"

"You are young, how do you know so many secrets?"

Murong Bo's identity was revealed by Xiao Ting, and he was extremely confused when he was shocked and angry.

However, now is obviously not the time for him to seek answers.

Because not only Xiao Yuanshan, but even the martial arts heroes of the Central Plains all glared at him, wanting to kill him quickly.

The battle that day was too tragic!

Whether it was Xiao Yuanshan or the Central Plains Wulin, they all paid a heavy price.

Especially Xiao Yuanshan, his wife died and his son was separated in that battle, and the hatred in his heart was already overwhelming.

Immediately glaring forward, he looked directly at Murong Bo who was wearing a gray monk robe: "Is what he said true?"

Murong Bo secretly groaned in his heart, originally he just wanted to see if Tianmen is true or not, if it is true, it would be of great benefit and harmless to obtain the profound meaning of Shattering Void, but he did not expect that before Huashan's Sword Discussion started, he would be in deep trouble first. Crisis.

At this time, he was standing in the middle of Sacrifice Cliff.

Surrounded by Xiao Ting, Jiumozhi and Xiao Yuanshan, it is absolutely impossible to leave.

This was the case when Qiao Feng didn't know his true identity, otherwise he would have added a strong enemy.

"So what?"

Seeing that it was useless to deny it, Murong Bo simply admitted it directly, and said with a sneer: "Xiao Yuanshan, you are afraid that you will fail as an old man? If you have any skills, just use them and see if you can avenge the murder of your wife that day."

"Old thief, we will never give up today regardless of life or death!"

Xiao Yuanshan was furious, he slapped Murong Bo hurriedly with his palm.

With a swipe of Murong Bo's left hand, the movement of the stars moved, although he didn't bounce back the palm force hastily, he still deflected it.

There was a sound of crackling, and the gravel on the left was flying, and a huge boulder was smashed and shattered into dozens of pieces.

The martial arts of these two people are definitely in the top ten, or even the top five in the Tianlong world.

Even if it's just a tentative move, the power is so great that the Jianghu people around watching the battle are stunned.

The boulder is four or five meters high, and it can be smashed to pieces with a single palm. If it hits a person, will there still be a living?

At this time, no one had any dissatisfaction with Jiumozhi directly putting the two of them on the Sacrifice Cliff.

With this strong internal strength, there are very few people present who can face him with a palm.

Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan hit the ground shaking, and the broken rocks flew, but they were evenly matched, it seemed that no one could do anything to the other in a short time.

Qiao Feng walked to Xiao Ting's side, and asked in doubt: "My dear brother, today you are discussing swords in Mount Hua, you uncovered an old story, the twists and turns in your life, why?"

He believes that with Xiao Ting's strength and character, the purpose of doing this is definitely not to consume the strength of his competitors so as to benefit from it.

To be honest, he still doesn't understand Xiao Ting...

This time, if Xiao Ting successfully won the first place in the world, he will be able to open the gate of heaven and turn this world into his own private world.

On the other hand, if the task of Tianmen Sovereign fails, Xiao Ting will be deducted [-] heavenly gold coins!
Even if he sells everything he can, he will definitely suffer serious damage.

Therefore, for Xiao Ting, Huashan Lunjian this time must reach the top without any surprises!
However, this was not the only reason why Xiao Ting exposed Murong Bo on the spot.

As sworn brothers, Xiao Ting is also helping Qiao Feng.

"Help me?" Hearing Xiao Ting's explanation, Qiao Feng was even more astonished.

"Brother, what I say next may be shocking and unacceptable to you, but it is true, and you will know it sooner or later. Rather than being used by someone who wants to frame you and catch you off guard, it is better to take the initiative to announce it to the public."

Xiao Ting said in a solemn voice: "Actually, you are not from the Song Dynasty, but... from the Khitan, the son of Xiao Yuanshan!"

"what?"

Qiao Feng was dumbfounded: "This is impossible!"

"Why is it impossible?"

Xiao Yuanshan has also been paying attention to this side. He already knew that Qiao Feng was his son, but he didn't recognize him rashly before.

Seeing that everything had been explained by Xiao Ting, he simply slapped Murong Bo back, and then tore off the cloth covering his face.

I saw him with big ears, bearded hair, and a very mighty appearance. He was about 60 years old.

Although she was old, she was seven or eight times similar to Qiao Feng!
Anyone who sees it can tell that the two are definitely related by blood.

There are indeed people with similar looks in the world, but if it is a coincidence, it is too coincidental.

Then he stretched out his hand and pulled open the front of the chest, revealing a tattooed wolf's head.

After Qiao Feng was slightly startled, he also tore open the front of his shirt, revealing a green wolf head tattoo with his mouth open and his teeth bared.

Xiao Yuanshan laughed loudly: "It really is my son, come quickly and kill this old thief Murong Bo with your father, to avenge your mother!"

Qiao Feng froze on the spot, his expression changing again and again.

Different from the father and son in the original plot, his background had already been exposed at that time, leaving the beggar gang, recovering his identity as a Khitan, and meeting Xiao Yuanshan came naturally.

And now...

When he went up the mountain, he was still the leader of the beggar gang, and he always regarded himself as a good man in Song Dynasty. How could he think that everything in his past would be overthrown in a blink of an eye?

Not only is he not from the Song Dynasty, but he is also from the Liao Dynasty who he once regarded as an enemy!

Without psychological preparation at all, it is natural not to accept it immediately.

At the same time, Huashan was also fried up and down.

Especially the beggar gang, their helper is actually Khitan people!

Is this okay?

"How can Liaogou be the leader of our beggar gang? Isn't this committing himself to the enemy?"

"But Chief Qiao has made great contributions to our Beggars' Sect. He has never done anything against the Beggars' Sect, and the Sect Leader did not know about it beforehand."

"That's all in the past. Now that he knows his identity, what will he think?"

"That's right, if you're not of my race, your heart must be different. Elders, don't be confused about such important matters!"

……

Under the igniting of someone with a heart, the high-level elders above the eight-pocket elders of the beggar gang began to shake their will, and their gazes at Qiao Feng became complicated and unfamiliar.

This is inevitable, sooner or later it will happen.

Compared with Quan Guanqing being used as a pretext to force the palace in public, the current situation is less passive for Qiao Feng.

"Since you all have made up your mind, I, Qiao Feng, declare here today that I am no longer the leader of the Beggars' Sect and have nothing to do with the Beggars' Sect!"

Qiao Feng pulled out the dog-beating stick from his belt, and threw it towards the place where the elders of the Beggar Gang were.

Then he ignored the beggar gang members who were looking at each other, looked at Xiao Ting, and said with a hidden expression of pain: "Thank you, my brother, for finding out my identity, I am very grateful for my brother, but I don't want to hurt my brother, so let's just cut off this kindness today. "

"Brother, why did you say that!"

Xiao Ting took out a metal waist card from his bosom and handed it over, at the same time he said with a smile: "There are good people and bad people among the people of Song Dynasty, so are all Khitan people bad people? Besides, did elder brother forget that I still have half of Dali blood? Tianmen only looks at martial arts and character, there is no view of ethnicity, as long as the eldest brother is willing, Tianmen will always be open for you!"

Tianmen...

Xiao Feng pondered for a while, took the token and looked at it.

I saw "Tianmen" engraved on one side and "Yangshen" on the other.

Sun God!

As if the sun is in the sky, in Tianmen, the status and astrology are juxtaposed, and it is still above the Four Great Dharma Kings.

Talents are always scarce, Xiao Ting did not hide his intention to solicit Xiao Feng.

While Xiao Feng was still in deep thought, he suddenly heard an old voice on the mountain path saying: "Amitabha, when will we repay our kindness and hatred."

The sound is not loud, but it can easily spread up and down the mountain, so that everyone can hear it clearly.

Everyone followed the prestige and saw a skinny monk in a green robe climbing up the steps along the mountain path.

This monk is very old, his sparse long beards are all white, his movements are slow and weak, he doesn't look like he has martial arts at all.

But every time a step falls, more than a dozen steps are swept past, as if the legendary magic power of shrinking the ground to an inch, almost no one can see the mystery of it.

For a moment.

The old monk came between Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo who were fighting desperately.

He didn't even make a move, just clasped his palms together...

Then a force turned into an invisible air wall, blocking between Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo.

The overwhelming palm and finger strength of the two collided with this wall, and they disappeared without a trace.

No waves were caused!
All of a sudden, there was a sound of gasping for air all around.

Among masters, it only takes one or two strokes to tell the depth.

As soon as the old monk made a move, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo knew that the mysterious old monk in front of them was much stronger than themselves.

Murong Bo asked: "Dare to ask the name of the divine monk?"

"The poor monk is just a monk who swept the ground in the Shaolin Buddhist scriptures pavilion, and his name is worthless."

The old monk replied, then looked at Xiao Ting, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency has found a new way of martial arts, is extremely talented, and it is a good thing to open the door to martial arts. Why bother to uncover the old things and set off a bloody storm?"

Shaolin Sweeping Monk!
Now not only other sects, but everyone in Shaolin Temple was speechless.

Why don't they even know that there is such an old monk with profound and unpredictable martial arts in the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple.

Xiao Ting said indifferently: "The sage said to repay grievances with virtue, how can he repay virtue? Repay virtue with virtue, and repay grievances with straightness! If after doing evil, he can immediately become a Buddha by putting down the butcher's knife, how unfair is it to good people? Xiao Feng is my brother-in-law. Yu Li, I should help him kill his mother and enemy."

The old monk clasped his hands together: "This is not what the monks said. Today, the poor monk came here. The second is to see the mystery of Tianmen, and the first is to resolve the killing."

"That being the case, let's fight it out."

Xiao Ting stepped forward: "I have a battle with the holy monk, whether the grievances can be resolved, whether Murong Bo can survive, depends on you and me!"

He has always sneered at the way in the original plot that the sweeping monk first "killed" Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan separately, and then rescued them separately.

The hatred of killing his wife and mother is irreconcilable!
Could it be that one time of feigning death can be written off?

(End of this chapter)