From the leader of Mingjiao to the heavens

Chapter 147 Untitled
Wei Xiao was a little flustered. It is said that with his current martial arts, he can do whatever he wants, and he can do whatever he wants. The world is so big, who can stop him?Even in a fit of rage, it doesn't take much effort to kill all these people present, no matter the four villains or the Dali Duan family.

But can he kill Duan Zhengming who is determined to pass the throne to him?Can he kill the Sangong of Dali who tried his best to help him familiarize himself with the government?Can you kill the four loyal guards who risk their lives and protect him?It is impossible for him to move a finger of them, but if others want to hurt them, he will try his best to stop them.Facing these people, no matter how high his martial arts are, he has nowhere to use them!
Lies are exposed on the spot, and people who are good to themselves are disappointed in themselves. This process is quite embarrassing and painful.

Although Wei Xiao taught Duan Yu to practice the dragon-elephant prajna kung fu of the twelfth level, he felt that he could counteract it, but when things came to an end, he still felt like he was about to be executed in public. His mind was flustered, and the poison in his lower back began to explode violently , the blood at the wound had solidified into flocculents, and colloidal yellow water continued to flow out, but all his thoughts were on how to cover today's incident as soon as possible.

Seeing that he was silent, Duan Zhengming thought that he held too much grudge against Duan Yanqing, his father, so he said to Duan Yanqing: "Prince Yanqing! I know what you are planning, but you are a villain full of evil. In the hand, the ancestors of the Duan family can't agree! I can pass the throne to your son, but I can't give it to you, lest you ruin the country and the people, and ruin the painstaking efforts of the ancestors of the Duan family!"

Duan Yanqing was at a loss: Pass it to my son?do i have a sonWho is my son?
He asked Duan Zhengming in ventriloquism: "You said you passed on the throne to my son, where is he now?"

Duan Zhengming frowned, and said in his heart that you are full of evil, you have done bad things, you have abandoned your wife and children for so many years, it is understandable for the young one to have resentment against you and deny you, how can you deny your son when you are an old man?

He pointed to Wei Xiao with his finger: "I have already appointed Xiao'er as the crown prince. Over the past year or so, I have learned that Xiao'er is not only strong in martial arts, but also has great talent, integrity and ability. It is harmless, he has the common people in his heart, and he has the essence of great kindness in Buddhism. I have chosen an auspicious day, and when the time comes, I will go to Tianlong Temple to become a monk and pass on the throne to him. From then on, the cause and effect between us will be over, and you will also Don't worry about it any more."

Duan Yanqing was extremely surprised, looked at Wei Xiao, then looked at Duan Zhengming: "What does it matter to me that you want to pass the throne to him? You say he is my son? Heh heh, I, Duan Yanqing, have never married a wife, so how can I have children? Besides, even if I have a wife, I will never be able to produce this Xingxiu old fairy who is dozens of years older than me!"

Now it was Duan Zhengming's turn to be surprised and puzzled: "Old Monster Ding? You said Xiao Er is Old Monster Ding?"

"Just now, the internal energy of Yun Zhonghe and Sikong Xuan was melted away with the great method of transforming kung fu. Who else in the world can do it except Old Monster Ding?" Duan Yanqing said coldly, "Duan Zhengming, he wouldn't be Your illegitimate child raised outside, right?"

"You bastard!" Chu Wanli, the leader of the guards, shouted sharply.

Duan Zhengchun questioned: "Old Monster Xingxiu became famous decades ago, so he should be in his eighties?"

Duan Yanqing was lying on the ground, his ventriloquist had returned to his usual composure: "It is said that Xingxiu is good at keeping his face, and he is also good at refining medicine and poison. It's not surprising that he can rejuvenate his youth."

Duan Zhengchun said: "The so-called good looks are nothing more than white hair and youthful appearance, with a vigorous figure like a young man. How can an old man in his eighties return to a young man of seventeen or eighteen? If there is, then It's not martial arts, or medical skills, but fairy arts!"

Duan Yanqing sneered: "You are a frog at the bottom of a well, how can you know the vastness of the world? Hehe, King Zhennan, there are also rumors in the world that you are good at harvesting yin and replenishing yang, and have harmed many innocent girls. ,Not sure whether it is true?"

"You... the rumors in the rivers and lakes, He Kan heard it!" Duan Zhengchun was merciful everywhere, many women fell in love with him, and they couldn't help blushing when they were poked in pain.

Duan Zhengming is a delicate person, he winked, and Ba Tianshi ran into the valley to check the corpse, and came back soon: "The remaining three of the four great villains are dead, and the original leader of the Shennong Gang, Sikong Xuan, are all dead." They died under Yiyang Finger. However, among them, Sikong Xuan and Yun Zhonghe sweated profusely all over, and shrank into a ball after collapse, I don't know if it was caused by Hua Gong Dafa."

Duan Zhengming asked Wei Xiao: "Xiao'er, is Duan Yanqing your father?"

Faced with Duan Zhengming's direct questioning, Wei Xiao really didn't know how to answer, he couldn't say yes or no.

Sometimes, once a lie is told, it needs to be covered up with another, or even more lies.

He took a deep breath, did not answer Duan Zhengming, but looked at Duan Yanqing, and said word by word: "Outside Tianlong Temple, under the Bodhi tree, Avalokitesvara in white clothes is here to transform!"

He forgot what Dao Baifeng's original word was, and he just used this sentence to explain clearly the location and plot of the incident.

After hearing this, Duan Yanqing's face changed drastically, and his pupils shrank!

Back then when Yang Yizhen made a riot, as the crown prince, he escaped from the fire, his throat was injured, he could not speak, his face was disfigured, his body was burned extensively, his legs were broken, and the wound was full of maggots.

He wanted to ask Master Kurong to make the decision and return his throne to him, but Master Kurong practiced in closed doors, and the novice guarding the gate refused to let him in, so he waited under the tree, day after day, in complete despair and about to commit suicide At that time, a beautiful woman in white clothes appeared under the moonlight, unbuttoned her clothes, made love to him, and then drifted away.

Duan's family members all believed in Buddhism, and he was no exception. He was suffering from a high fever at the time and believed that the other party was the Guanyin Bodhisattva who came to save him.

Except for him and the other party, no one in the world knew about this matter, and now it suddenly came out of Wei Xiao's mouth, which caught him off guard.

"You, you are the Avalokitesvara in white... are you her child?"

Wei Xiao was expressionless: "You were loved by her when you were down and in danger, but later you became the most villainous person in the world. Don't you think you have let her down?"

Duan Yanqing's heart seemed to be pinched by a big hand, and his breathing was difficult. When the "Guanyin Bodhisattva" under the frosty moonlight sounded, he felt ashamed, closed his eyes, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down.

Everyone was quite surprised to see that this villain full of evil was crying, and felt that the few words Wei Xiao said had an impact on him. The relationship between these two people is definitely not ordinary. Nine, it should be father and son!
"That's it! That's it!"

Duan Yanqing has never had a relationship between a man and a woman in his life, and the scene under the bodhi tree was the only one!
He stood up slowly, his voice trembling, filled with infinite excitement and relief: "I never thought I would have a child alive!"

He looked at Wei Xiao, but Wei Xiao turned his gaze away.

Seeing this attitude, Duan Yanqing nodded: "Whether you recognize me or not, he is my son after all!" He turned to look at Duan Zhengming, "Are you really going to pass the throne to my son?"

Duan Zhengming nodded: "I have made up my mind that on the eighteenth day of next month, I will be ordained and become a monk at Tianlong Temple!"

Duan Yanqing let out a long breath: "Since this is the case, the throne of Dali Kingdom has finally returned to my son. Although I am not the emperor, it is as if I am the emperor. I have suffered all my life, and I have done a lot. Evil, now God arranges it like this, and it’s considered kind to me!" After he finished speaking, he propped up the steel rod on the ground, leaped forward, swept straight for a few feet, stretched out his hand to lightly touch the tree, and moved forward again, several times Between the ups and downs, it disappeared into the dense forest.

"Yes, the throne of Dali Kingdom will eventually return to your son, so you don't have to worry." Wei Xiao looked at his back and said silently in his heart.

(End of this chapter)