Inheritance of Endless Martial Spirit

Chapter 242 North Qiaofeng, South Murong

"Brother Shen Lin, I apologize to you for Elder Xu's rudeness to you," Elder Xu fell down, Wu Changfeng seemed to have become the leader of the beggar gang, he cupped his hands to apologize to Shen Lin, and then sat down.

Xuan Ci smiled slightly, and started to help: "Sect Leader Shen Lin's words are too radical, but the truth is not wrong."

"As for the Khitan Xixia's crime against us, our Central Plains Wulin must not sit idly by and wait for death." Xuanci said, "General Helian Tieshu's death, not only cannot blame the head of the Shen Lin, but thank him. If it weren't for Shen Linjian Apart from Helian Qingshi and Helian Iron Tree, the enemies we need to face will be even more terrifying."

Xuanci's words were all for Shen Lin's vindication, which made Shen Lin very grateful.But when he turned around, he found that Wu Xingyun was clenching his fists, staring at Xuanci with a threatening expression.Only then did he understand, come on, it is true that an old man in a family is like a treasure.

Next, Xuan Ci, as the head of the Shaolin School, gave a speech routinely, and the Shaolin Conference gradually entered the right track.

"In order for the Central Plains Wulin to mobilize as one and fight against the enemy together when Western Xia aggressively attacks our Central Plains," Xuanci said, "I propose that we use martial arts heroes to form the Central Plains Wulin Alliance and elect a martial arts leader that everyone believes in." Come out. In addition to fighting against foreign enemies, all schools and factions in the alliance need to obey the orders of the martial arts leader, so that the power of the entire Central Plains martial arts can be condensed and the foreign enemies will be driven out."

"Of course, whether you want to join this alliance is everyone's freedom. Everyone has their own aspirations, so you can't force it." Xuanci folded his palms together and said softly, "I don't know what many fellow martial artists think?"

"Abbot Xuanci is right. Fighting against foreign enemies is everyone's responsibility. We at Guandongmen are willing to join the Martial Arts League."

"Our Jiuhua Mountain is also willing to join."

"Our Qingyun Sword Sect only follows Shaolin Temple."

When it comes to issues related to national justice, no sect dares to stay out of it. Even if they don't have the consciousness of dedicating themselves to the country, they still have to put on a show on the surface, otherwise they will be looked down upon by everyone.All of a sudden, in the huge meeting place, the heads of every sect raised their hands, agreeing to join the Wulin League.

Xuanci cupped his hands: "Thank you for the support of many martial arts comrades, since this is the case, let's discuss the election of the martial arts leader!"

"What else to choose? Abbot Xuanci is highly respected and highly skilled in martial arts. The leader of the martial arts alliance must be the abbot!"

"That's right, I don't accept the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, except for Abbot Xuanci."

"That's right! Abbot Xuanci has done his part, this position belongs to you."

Xuanci sighed lightly, and said: "To be honest, I, Xuanci, have no virtue to be the leader of the martial arts alliance. I should choose another hero to lead the group."

Wu Changfeng asked in surprise: "Why did Abbot Xuanci say that? The leader of the Wulin, the Central Plains Wulin, only you are the most worthy of the name."

Xuanci turned his gaze to Qiao Feng, with complex lights flickering in his eyes: "To be honest, 30 years ago, I, Xuanci, led the masters of martial arts in the Central Plains, and made a big mistake. This mistake has continued until now. I can't even forgive myself."

Qiao Feng's eyes burst into light, as if he understood something, he turned his head, looked directly at Xuan Ci, and said in a trembling voice, "Abbot Fang, you"

"That's right," Xuan Ci sighed faintly, and said, "I am the leading elder brother you have been looking for. Thirty years ago, the one who ambushed your parents outside Yanmen Pass and made a big mistake."

"You!" Qiao Feng fluttered his hair, leaped and landed on the ring, only three feet away from Xuanci, who was half a head taller than Xuanci, looked down at Xuanci, his eyes were red, "What did you say?" !"

He couldn't believe that Abbot Shaolin, the person he had worshiped like a god since he was a child, the person he had always respected like his master Wang Jiantong, was actually the eldest brother who directly caused the death of his parents.

He hoped that Xuanci could shake his head, but Xuanci didn't, so he nodded.

"Amitabha, what happened 30 years ago was ultimately our fault." Xuanci looked at Qiao Feng with calm eyes, "If you want to kill me, do it now!"

"Why!" Qiao Feng raised his head and roared angrily, grabbing Xuanci's cassock, like a raging lion, domineering, "My parents have no grievances with the Central Plains martial arts, why do you want to kill my parents?"

"It's all my fault. I received a report saying that your father stole the martial arts secret books of the Central Plains martial arts and wanted to strengthen the Khitan army." Xuanci sighed, "The situation was urgent at the time, and I never confirmed the authenticity of the report. So I gathered many friends and went to Yanmen Pass to seek advice."

"Now that I think about it, the death of your Qiao Feng's parents and those Central Plains martial arts heroes who died in Yanmen Pass should be blamed on me," Xuanci sighed, "This is what I, Xuanci, have done all my life. , the biggest mistake!"

Qiao Feng snorted coldly: "Just because of one letter, you dispatched so many martial arts masters to surround and kill my parents?"

"Hahahaha!" Qiao Feng raised his head and laughed long, but his voice was extremely sad, "It turns out that this is the truth that caused me to have no father or mother!"

Xuanci closed his eyes, without any real energy in his body to resist, and let Qiao Feng manipulate him.He had long since had nothing to worry about, if Qiao Feng really killed him, it would have ruined his entire life.

"Release the abbot!" At this moment, a gray-clothed monk leaped up not far away, leaped lightly, flew onto the ring, and rushed towards Shen Lin, "Release the abbot."

This gray-clothed monk looked about 20 years old, with protruding ears, not handsome, and a simple and honest feeling in his eyes.He attacked Qiao Feng with a fist, which is the basic Luohanquan in Shaolin Temple.

What made Shen Lin turn slightly was that although the monk in gray was ugly in appearance, his kung fu was not weak, and he had already reached the peak of a master. The golden Buddhist zhenqi gathered on his fists, giving him a sense of dignity and dignity. Just like a Buddhist protector.

The zhenqi on this monk's body is obviously the zhenqi of the Yi Jin Jing that has the same origin as Shen Lin.

"This little monk must be Xu Zhu!" Shen Lin shook his head slightly, and said with a smile, "Unexpectedly, he didn't join the Xiaoyao Sect, but he learned the Shaolin Yijinjing instead. One drink and one peck, how can one know the fortune and misfortune? A young monk is more suitable for him!"

This little monk was indeed Xu Zhu, Shen Lin handed over the exercises of Yi Jin Jing to Xuan Ci, and at the same time informed him of Xu Zhu's identity.Apparently, the current Xu Zhu has been heavily cultivated by Xuanci.

Even an eminent monk like Xuanci, who has attained the Tao, will inevitably favor some of his children after all.And Xu Zhu's personality is also very suitable for practicing Yi Jin Jing, this short period of practice has already achieved something.

Of course, Xu Zhu at this time is still far from being able to compare with Qiao Feng, after all, the current Qiao Feng is an unrivaled master in the innate realm.

"Let's go, little monk," Qiao Feng is feeling irritable now, he has no kung fu to get entangled with an opponent of Xu Zhu's level, and with a backhand move of Shenlong tail, he swept Xu Zhu aside.

Just as Qiao Feng exhausted his palm strength, a bright sword light suddenly flashed across the sky.

"Qiao Feng, let go of Abbot Xuanci!" A handsome man in white clothes suddenly descended from the sky and stabbed at Qiao Feng.

This person is none other than Nan Murong, Murong Fu who is as famous as Qiao Feng.

(End of this chapter)