Unlimited wastelander

Chapter 411
"Hmph, Murong Bo, you have caused my family to be ruined and my bones to be separated. I wish I could eat your flesh and sleep on your skin. Don't bother. You and I must live and die separately today." The monk in black couldn't be anyone else, it was Xiao Yuanshan.

It doesn't matter if he yells, Abbot Xuanci, all the eminent monks of the Xuan family who had interviewed Xiao Peng, martial arts heroes who knew that Murong Bo had passed away for many years, Murong Fu and the four great generals, including the gray-clothed monk himself, were all upset. big change.

Murong Fu rushed into the arena with a few steps, and stared at the gray-clothed monk fixedly. Seeing this, the gray-clothed monk sighed, stretched out his hand to pull off the veil, revealing a face with clear eyes and long white eyebrows.

Murong Fu was full of surprises, trembling with excitement, and shouted: "Father, you...you are not... not dead?" Then countless doubts arose in his heart, the day his father passed away, I tried more than once to stop him from dying , personally buried in the coffin, how can he be resurrected?Naturally, he feigned death by holding his breath with magical powers, but why did he feign death?Why do you want to hide even your own son?

Seeing this, Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly and said: "Old thief Murong, since I knew the truth, I have been waiting for you for two years. If it weren't for this, little thief Murong would have died ten thousand times long ago. Since you and your son are here, I will send you off today." You go west together."

Murong Fu saw that the other party opened his mouth and kept his mouth shut. He pointed at Xiao Yuanshan and yelled angrily: "Keep your mouth clean, your martial arts and my father are no more than brothers. Now that my father and son join hands, it is not certain who will send who to the west. !"

Seeing this, Murong Bo's face showed a sense of complacency. Although he still doesn't know Xiao Yuanshan's identity, but the other party can call out his name, and clearly stated that he has been waiting for him for a long time, the hatred is naturally true, he is in the Jianghu. For half a lifetime, I don't know how many enemies there are. Presumably the other party really has a grudge against me. Since there is a grudge, there is no need to talk too much. As the son said, if we join forces, who will we be afraid of?

"Amitabha." Xuanci sighed softly, proclaimed the Buddha's name, walked into the arena, looked at Murong Bo with lightning eyes, and said: "Old benefactor Murong, I have been friends with you for many years, and I have always respected you as a person. The old monk believed what you told me yesterday, and then I killed a good man by mistake, and I will never see you again."

"Later when I heard that you passed away due to illness, the old monk was very sad. I always thought that you were just like the old monk at the time. You also mistrusted people's words, resulting in unintentional mistakes, guilt in your heart, and died young. How could you know... Sigh."

His long sigh really contained endless remorse and self-blame. After sighing, he walked up to Xiao Yuanshan and stood still, then said: "Old Benefactor Xiao, back then I mistrusted people's words and caused your family to suffer innocent disasters. Today, old monk I will help you avenge your great vengeance, and forgive your sins a little!"

Xiao Yuanshan glanced at Xuanci in surprise. Originally, he had promised Xiao Peng back then that he would only seek revenge from Murong Bo and not implicate others anymore, but the hatred for Xuanci in his heart was not so easy to dispel. Seeing him now Wishing to help himself personally, the hatred for him in his heart has eased a lot, so he nodded slightly to Xuan Ci and stopped talking.

On the other side, seeing Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin, standing on the other side, Murong Bo and Murong Fu's father and son changed color, so it was because of this, but Murong Bo was speechless to Xuanci's words. It was his own conspiracy. At this time, the sufferers gathered together to ask for repayment from him, and he could only accept it, but had nothing to say.

Listening to their conversation, the group of lords in the arena were at a loss, completely unintelligible, but they also saw that Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin and the man in black had great enmity with Gusu Murong's family. It doesn't matter, anyway, they will definitely see a battle between dragons and tigers today.

"Hehe, since we're all here today, let's take care of it together!"

Just when the swords were on the verge of firing, a clear voice rang out, and everyone turned their heads to look, and saw that the supernatural hero Xiao who had shown his supernatural power and summoned the thunder just now was also walking towards the field. With a refreshed mind, I don't know what this man of God will do.

Xiao Peng stopped Qiao Feng, Duan Yu and others who were about to follow, and let them just watch.

Both Xiao Yuanshan and Xuan Ci bowed to Xiao Peng, calling out: "Hero Xiao."

Xiao Peng nodded to them, glanced at Murong Bo and his son, whose faces had turned pale, curled his lips in disdain, then turned and said loudly in the direction of Shaolin Temple: "Murong Longcheng, you have been lurking in Shaolin Temple for so many years, and you plan to lurk in Shaolin Temple?" When? Do you really want to wait until your Murong family dies before coming out?" Xiao Peng's voice was like thunder, covering the entire Shaolin Temple in an instant.

"What? Who is Xiao Xia's name?"

"It seems...it's Murong Dragon City!"

"Murong Longcheng? My God, that's Murong Bo's great-grandfather! Is he still alive? How old should he be?"

"Who knows, at least one hundred and fourteen fifty years old! Ordinary people can live seven to eighty years, which is considered a long life. Even some peerless masters with profound skills can live up to one hundred and twenty years old. This Murong Long How high should Cheng's martial arts be?"

Murong Bo and Murong Fu's father and son were even more shocked. What Xiao Peng called just now was... the great grandfather of Longcheng (Gaozu)?His old man is still alive?

There was a moment of silence in the arena, and after a while, a gust of wind blew by, and a skinny monk wearing a green robe suddenly appeared in the arena. He was not young, but it was hard to tell how old he was. The beard is completely white, his movements are slow, his energy is weak, and he does not look like he has martial arts, but no one will seriously think that he does not know martial arts, because no one in the audience except Xiao Peng has discovered how he appeared.

The most intriguing thing was that when Xiao Yuanshan, who was masked in black, saw him, his eyes suddenly widened, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

A meaningful smile curled up on the corner of Xiao Peng's mouth, "Murong Longcheng, you are finally willing to come out. After planning for so many years, I really want to ask you, are you tired?"

The old monk raised his slightly cloudy eyes, looked at Xiao Peng fixedly, and said slowly: "The supernatural power really lives up to its reputation. Could it be that you really counted it clearly?"

Xiao Peng smiled lightly, and said: "Your martial arts are profound, close to the Tao, and the secrets to you in the dark have gradually become chaotic. I couldn't figure it out so clearly. Coincidentally, Xiao's last Yue got a chance, breakthrough in cultivation, entered the state where three flowers gather at the top, five qi are at the top, and Taoism has also made great progress, but it is quite clear."

When Xiao Peng said this, he took a few steps aside slowly, and said in a loud voice: "Your Murong family is originally a descendant of the Xianbei royal family. Many people already know about it, and now it has been widely spread. More than a hundred years ago, you Created "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" and "Shen He Zhi" and other magical skills, and soon swept the rivers and lakes, at that time, it was faintly number one in the world."

"At this point, you no longer have any pursuit of martial arts, so you start to gather heroes in the arena, stir up troubles everywhere, stir up wind and rain, and do everything you can. Everything is just to restore your Great Yan Kingdom."

"It's a pity that God's will tricks people. The Taizu of this dynasty was one step ahead in establishing the Great Song Dynasty. At that time, the world was peaceful and people's hearts were peaceful. No one would follow you to cause chaos in the world. Apart from leaving two unique learnings for the Murong family, you are also very important to the restoration of the country. After all, there is no achievement in the great cause.”

"Since then, you have become quiet and started to make some conspiracies and tricks. You only want to stir up chaos in the world and create a chaotic world, because only in a chaotic world can your Murong family have a chance to fish in troubled waters and take advantage of the situation."

"About 60 years ago, you went to Daliao and took the son of a high-ranking Liao official as your apprentice in an attempt to establish a relationship with the Liao court, but what you didn't expect was that you met a unique artist Wushuang's super master suffered the first fiasco in his life, and that person is the founder of Xiaoyao Sect, Xiaoyaozi."

Hearing Xiao Peng say the words Xiaoyaozi, Murong Longcheng, who had been expressionless all the time, shrank his pupils and his whole body was shocked, while Xiao Yuanshan over there was also trembling slightly, and murmured softly: "So it is so, so it is so, Master! I have respected you all my life, but I never thought that I would be just a pawn for you to restore Dayan..."

Xiao Peng glanced at Xiao Yuanshan, sighed softly, then turned to Murong Longcheng, and continued, "You suffered this defeat, were severely injured, and had to find a place to heal your wounds, but the plan to use the Liao Kingdom to revolt failed. 43 years ago, You hid in the Shaolin Cangjing Pavilion, while healing your wounds, you continued your plot secretly."

"For more than 40 years, you secretly observed the masters of Shaolin martial arts, and threatened and lured them for your own use, while those who could not be used quietly abolished their martial arts. For example, Xuan Cheng rejected you three times. Therefore, you secretly manipulated your hands and feet while practicing martial arts, and as a result, your tendons were broken, and you became a useless person."

"What? Senior brother Xuan Cheng was deposed in this way?" Xuan Ci and other eminent monks of the Xuan family turned pale in shock when they heard the words, and looked at Murong Longcheng with anger.

Master Xuancheng of Shaolin is a master of martial arts and has become a saint. His predecessors and eminent monks have been the number one in martial arts in the temple for 200 years, but he suddenly broke his tendons overnight and became a cripple. At that time, everyone thought it was because of his lack of Dharma cultivation. , but forced himself to practice many excellent martial arts, which eventually led to madness, but he did not expect that the truth turned out to be like this.

"In the past 43 years, Murong Bo and this old man Xiao often entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to secretly learn Shaolin martial arts, but you did not stop them because you recognized that one of them was your great-grandson and the other was your disciple. .”

Speaking of this, Xiao Peng glanced at Murong Bo mockingly, and then said: "Your Murong family is really in the same line. Back then, your plan to tie up with the Daliao court with the help of Uncle Xiao's relationship failed. Your great-grandson Murong Bo used it to seek victory from defeat, which led to the tragedy outside Yanmen Pass, Murong Dragon City, more than 30 years ago, do you have anything to refute what I said?"

It turned out to be like this, it turned out to be like this, at this moment both Xuanci and Xiao Yuanshan showed a sudden look on their faces, they clearly understood the cause and effect.

(End of this chapter)