From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 104 Father and son recognize each other, and Murong Bo is beaten to death! (-word chapter, please vote for the monthly ticket)
In fact, Qiao Feng realized that he was different from others since he was very young.

Because on his chest, there is a dark green wolf head tattoo, and as he gets older, the wolf head becomes more and more toothy and ferocious, which makes people afraid.

Qiao Feng could also feel that there was some kind of inexplicable aura that filled this mark, and then flowed through his entire body, nourishing his limbs and bones, making it extremely easy to recover from the injuries he suffered during training.

And after each recovery, Qiao Feng's physical strength would reach a higher level.

His master, Master Xuan Ku, and Abbot Xuan Ci both told him that his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Qiao Sanhuai, had noticed that he was thin and frail, so they specially asked a senior monk from Shaolin Temple to embroider this wolf head for him in order to gather the spirit of the ferocious beast and transform it into his blood and energy.

As he grew older, Qiao Feng's physique became truly extraordinary. At the age of ten, he was already as tall as an ordinary man, and had extraordinary aptitude in both internal and external strength. He was truly a rare talent.

Since Qiao Feng came into contact with martial arts, the effectiveness of this wolf seal has increased exponentially compared to when he was young, and it will also stimulate additional potential during battle.

At that time, Qiao Feng had been studying martial arts in Shaolin Temple for several years and had a great understanding of martial arts. He naturally understood that this wolf head was by no means an ordinary thing, at least not as simple as his parents and teachers said.

However, Qiao Feng is not a fussy person after all. Since he couldn't figure it out, he just ignored it and just practiced martial arts and did his work.

For a down-to-earth person like him, background is far less important than effectiveness.

This kind of thinking continued into the period when Qiao Feng was in charge of the Beggars' Sect, allowing him to recruit heroes from all over the world regardless of their background.

After taking over the Beggars' Sect, Qiao Feng has to face extremely heavy tasks and pressure every day. In order to integrate this behemoth that is about to fall apart, he must put in all his efforts.

Therefore, Qiao Feng had neither the time nor the energy to explore the secret of the Wolf Seal. He simply used this innate power to create the magical skill "Heavenly Wolf Seal", which made him more courageous and stronger with each defeat and battle.

In the future, it was with the help of this magical skill that Qiao Feng defeated two great masters, Liang Dian and Cai Kuang, and brought them under his command.

It was not until several months ago, when Cai Jing sent people to detonate the hidden power of the Wolf Seal and he was consumed by the desire to fight and completely transformed into the appearance of a Heavenly Wolf, that he realized that this was actually a legend passed down by the Khitan people for hundreds of years and a symbol of the Super Khitan.

This also means that he, the leader of the Song Dynasty’s righteous army, the leader of the Beggars’ Sect, the backbone of resisting the invasions of the Liao and Jin dynasties, is actually of Khitan descent!

Ever since he broke through Yanmen Pass and returned to the Central Plains, Qiao Feng had often been thinking about this matter in his heart, and even had the idea of ​​resigning from the position of the chief leader of the Beggars' Sect, but was ultimately dissuaded by Xu Xing.

Even so, Qiao Feng still couldn't help feeling confused.

In the past thirty years of his life, he had always regarded himself as an orthodox Han Chinese, and he hated the Khitans very much. He knew that they were tyrannical and despicable, and did not keep their promises. He also knew that they were accustomed to killing Han people and doing all kinds of evil.

In the Beggars' Sect, many brothers had their families destroyed and their loved ones killed by the Khitans. His sworn brother Su Mengzhen was one of them.

But now, Qiao Feng had to admit that he was also a beast-like Khitan, and the distress and entanglement in his heart were naturally beyond the comparison of ordinary people.

Fortunately, Xu Xing saw the dilemma facing Qiao Feng, and along the way, he used jokes to help him ease some of his worries, giving him courage to face his own life experience.

As soon as he arrived outside the secret cave and before he actually walked in, Qiao Feng could already feel the wolf mark on his chest trembling.

He didn't need to say much. Just from the vibration, he could tell that there were indeed relatives connected to him by blood in this secret cave.

Qiao Feng felt the trusting gaze cast upon him from behind. He did not look back, but took a deep breath, held his head high, and strode in.

Looking at his extremely resolute, firm, and even determined back, Xu Xing couldn't help but smile and nodded with satisfaction.

Tian Jue was keenly aware that the joy emanating from Xu Xing was no less exciting than the excitement he had just experienced in the fierce battle. He was very surprised and asked:

"Master Xu, have you and Boss Qiao known each other for a long time?"

Xu Xing said without hesitation:

"At most, it will only be a few months."

Tian Jue was a little surprised. Xu Xing turned around, glanced at him, and said with a smile:

"When it comes to friendship, it is important to understand each other's hearts. When we first met, before we even spoke, he planned to take on the six and a half minutes to help Xiao Duan and me.

This one thing alone is enough.

Now he can meet his biological father, which is a great thing, and I am naturally happy for him."

At this point, Xu Xing thought of the bloody plot in the original novel again, turned around, faced Tian Jue, and said with deep emotion:

"In fact, I have to thank Brother Dao for this matter. If you hadn't restrained Boss Qiao's father, given Mr. Xiao's temperament, who knows what might have happened, and it would have been difficult to resolve."

Before Xu Xing and others went to Shaolin, they learned through the Six Gates' intelligence network that Qiao Sanhuai and his wife had been controlled by Shaolin.

Although others were worried, Xu Xing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Because he knew that if the person behind the scenes really had plans against Qiao Feng, then if Qiao Sanhuai and the other two fell into the hands of Shaolin, at least their lives would be safe and they would not die at the hands of the murderous Xiao Yuanshan.

As long as Xuan Ku and Qiao Sanhuai and his wife are alive, it is impossible for Qiao Feng to fall into a desperate and disgraced situation as in the original novel.

What's more, the Beggars' Sect in this world have always been loyal to him and are willing to shed blood and sacrifice for him.

Now that he knew that Xiao Yuanshan was controlled by Tian Jue in advance, Xu Xing naturally wanted to thank him.

After saying that, Xu Xing bowed to Tian Jue and saluted with his fists.

This was the first time since they met, Tian Jue saw this exceptionally young martial arts master at the pinnacle be so humble and polite.

Thinking of his ferocious and hideous appearance when he was fighting just now, Tian Jue even felt a little confused.

Noticing Tian Jue's surprised look, Xu Xing suddenly realized what he wanted to say, and couldn't help but laughed heartily:
"Brother Dao, you don't want to ask me why I am doing this kind of ceremony, do you?"

Tian Jue nodded and said bluntly:
"People like you shouldn't have many concerns in this world."

In fact, there is another important reason why Tian Jue made such a judgment.

In the fierce battle just now, he had already noticed Xu Xing's arrogant and disdainful nature, as if he was a lone figure in the world.

Logically speaking, such a person should be alienated and isolated from the world by nature, so how could he have such rich emotions?

Of course Xu Xing knew what Tian Jue was referring to.

In fact, not to mention in this Northern Song Dynasty world where he had only lived for a few months, even in the Ming Dynasty world where he was reborn once, he was regarded by his uncle Xu Wei as a man of innate knowledge and extraordinary talent.

In fact, Lu Zhu, Qi Jiguang and others whom Xu Xing met later, as well as his apprentice Qi Dazhu, all had vague feelings about him.

After arriving in the Northern Song Dynasty world, this trait of Xu Xing became more and more obvious. Just as Tian Jue said, he had no worries in this world.

Not only does he have no worries, but Xu Tafa has no past and no origin in this world.

For most people, this is something worth feeling sad about.

But for Xu Xing, a natural traveler who is born to love excitement and challenges and always longs for new scenery, this is not the case.

Thinking of this, Xu Xing smiled. He raised his head, looking up at the sun that was slowly emerging from the sea of ​​clouds, and stood with his hands behind his back, saying with emotion:

“In the place where I lived before, I had many identities, and because of these identities, I did a lot of things that I should do.

Even now when I think back on it, I still feel that it was a very satisfying, meaningful and proud thing.

After I left there, I became a carefree traveler as you said, with only the road ahead but no way back, completely free of worries..."

It was clearly a rising sun, but Xu Xing laughed and couldn't help but recite:
"I have been angry all my life and now I am alone in the world, facing the sunset, which is a reflection of my life."

If one looks at the meaning of these two lines of poetry, one can hear a deep and sorrowful feeling. However, when Xu Xing recited them off the cuff, Tian Jue suddenly felt a sense of heroic spirit and great ambition in his heart.

Faintly, he even saw the vast and boundless scenery of "the setting sun over the long river".

After Xu Xing finished reading these two lines of poetry, he recalled every little thing that happened in the Ming Dynasty. He was overwhelmed with emotion and slightly moved.

However, even when recalling those friends, relatives, and comrades whom he might never see again, he did not show the slightest sadness.

"But so what?"

That handsome face, like a god, showed the vitality and ambition unique to young people under the reflection of the orange-red sunlight.

"At least, now I have the right to choose, or in other words, the right to be willful.

I can follow my own temperament and spend all my time and energy on my hobby of martial arts.

I can make friends with great heroes like Boss Qiao and Mr. Zhuge regardless of status.

You can also ignore all rules and laws and kill scum like Fu Zongshu, Ding Chunqiu, and Ling Luoshi who are bringing disaster to the world.

No matter what I want to do, I have enough willpower and strength to achieve it. On such days, I live happily and joyfully.

In life, we must always learn to look forward.”

Having said that, a sincere smile appeared on Xu Xing's face.

As a martial arts fan, being able to enter into the stories I have read before, making those who should live live, those who should die die, redeem those regrets, and create the desired happy ending with my own hands is truly a supreme enjoyment.

What's more, this second life of Xu was picked up for nothing.

Xu Xing has never been a greedy person. Since he has obtained this unique miracle, he naturally wants to share it and bring it to more people in the world through his own efforts.

Just like with martial arts, as long as Xu Xing has a new insight and understanding, he will not keep it to himself, because he sincerely believes that since it is a good thing, it should be shared.

Only in this way will the world become more interesting.

Only in this way will he feel that he has not wasted this hard-earned second life.

Hearing Xu Xing's frank and straightforward words, Tian Jue was also quite shocked.

Although Tian Jue thought he knew the Xiaoyao Sect leader well enough and had overestimated him, he still had to admit that he still underestimated him.

The old monk laughed at himself and said with emotion:
"Although I have struggled, risked, and worked hard for the sake of martial arts, and devoted my entire life to it, I believe that I am better than the countless mediocre people in the world who just go with the flow.

But compared to you, Master Xu, I have lived in vain."

Xu Xing waved his hand and said indifferently:

"After all, you and I have different backgrounds and different circumstances. How can we compare? Besides, focusing on martial arts is not a bad thing.

Even if we go crazy for this, as long as we don't use it to bully the weak and destroy lives, who can blame you and me?"

Tian Jue smiled, understood the implication of Xu Xing's words, and said straight to the point:
"Master Xu, you want to ask about Xuan Cheng, right?"

Xu Xing had no intention of hiding anything, he nodded and said lightly:
"I have also heard about the affairs of Zuo Wu Wang. It is said throughout the world that he is the mastermind behind the 'Thirteen Evil Men'.

Back then, the 'Thirteen Evil Men' had teamed up to commit a crime, annihilated the entire family of a good friend of mine, and left him disabled for life.

Just for this reason, I won't let him go.

What's more, he also conspired to frame Brother Qiao and secretly supported Ling Luoshi, a "Terrible General" who was a disaster to the world and was cruel and wanton?
These things, every single one of them, are beyond my tolerance. No matter what, I will not let him go.

May I ask, brother, in your opinion, how high is his martial arts, and what are the chances of you two winning?"

Although Xu Xing had seen King Zuo Wu once from afar, he had not yet come into contact with the Beiming Divine Art at that time, and was not at the level he has today. He was still in a state of "mutual shielding" with the top figures in this world, and could not get a glimpse of this person's background.

After killing Ling Luoshi and seizing the secret book of "Four Doors Screen", Xu Xing felt from the annotations on it that the prince's martial arts was even more profound than the rumors, and he had already established a unique martial arts system.

But those annotations were made decades ago.

Over the past few decades, it is difficult to estimate exactly how much progress King Zuo Wu has made in martial arts. Even with Xu Xing's current martial arts background, it is difficult to estimate clearly.

Although he has always been quite confident in martial arts, this confidence is not arrogance.

Therefore, Xu Xing would never easily make a conclusion about a top master like King Zuo Wu, about whom he did not fully understand.

If Tian Jue was Xu Xing's fellow martial artist with whom he could learn from, then King Zuo Wu was his mortal enemy whom he was determined to kill.

Since he wanted to kill someone, Xu Xing naturally would not care about a fair fight. In order to ensure that everything went smoothly, it was only natural for him to collect intelligence in advance.

And in this world, I am afraid no one knows his disciple's martial arts attainments better than Tian Jue.

He even planned that after the Shaolin incident was over, he would lead Qiao Feng and others to charge into the capital and attack it in groups.

Hearing Xu Xing say this, Tian Jue also sighed:
"Over the years, I have been trapped in the 'Six Paths of Reincarnation', my mind is often confused, and I have not made any progress in martial arts.

However, he holds the secret book of 'Four Doors Screen Technique' and has the experience of an old monk. It is hard to predict his current progress in martial arts.

At least I have to wait until I am fully recovered before we can talk about our chances of winning."

Hearing this, Xu Xing nodded without saying anything.

After the battle just now, although Tian Jue had broken free from the shackles of the six reincarnations, and was reborn through nirvana of life and death, entering a new realm, he was only left with one breath and had suffered great damage.

Moreover, the injury he suffered was an overall structural injury, which almost required him to rebuild his martial arts system from scratch. It would take a long time for him to fully recover and regain his peak combat power.

In fact, just the torture of Xuan Ci and the suppression of the Shaolin monks were already a huge burden for Tian Jue, and it delayed his recovery process for quite some time.

He injured his body so hard just to give Xu Xing an explanation.

However, since even Tian Jue thinks so, it means that King Zuo Wu should also be a powerful person at the pinnacle of martial arts.

What's more, a man like him who has great ambitions and has kept a low profile for many years, since he chose to take action at this time and use Qiao Feng's life experience to trigger turmoil in the Beggars' Sect, he must have absolute confidence.

Perhaps he had made a new breakthrough in martial arts, or perhaps he had some other support... In any case, Xu Xing had already smelled the danger.

When Xu Xing left the capital, he promised Zhuge Zhengwo that once he had mastered the art of true form and body, he would return to the Shenhou Mansion to help him achieve his great cause.

Now it seems that the time has come.

However, after the battle just now, Xu Xing himself suffered serious injuries. Although he was better than Tian Jue, he still needed sufficient medicinal herbs and time to fully recover.

Fortunately, this is Shaolin Temple.

I thought that, considering how I had held back just now, Brother Tian Jue would not be stingy...

Thinking of this, Xu Xing looked at Tian Jue more eagerly, and happily discussed with him how this new cycle of six reincarnations should be constructed.

While the two people were communicating outside the cave, Qiao Feng also stepped into the secret cave.

As soon as he entered, he saw an old monk in gray clothes with big ears, thick beard, and an extremely majestic appearance, who looked quite similar to himself.

The monk was about sixty years old. Although he looked handsome, his face was covered with bruises, as if he had been beaten by a dozen big men in turn - and they only hit his face.

Next to him was an old monk with a handsome look and long white eyebrows. Qiao Feng recognized him at first sight. This man looked quite like Murong Fu, but his temperament was much better than that self-pitying Mr. Murong.

This old monk also had a bruised face and nose, just like the old monk with a curly beard next to him. Both of them were now unconscious, lying in the secret cave, unconscious.

Qiao Feng looked carefully at the face of the bearded old man, took a deep breath, suppressed his excited emotions, walked forward, helped him up, and injected his internal energy into him.

As soon as Qiao Feng's inner strength entered, he felt an aura from the old man that was the same as the wolf mark on his chest, and he became more and more certain of his guess.

Attacked by his powerful internal force, the bearded old man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes widened with anger, and he roared fiercely.

The howl was sharp and desolate, like the howling of a pack of wolves, causing the entire cave to shake and sending dust and stone powder all over the ground.

The old man was still conscious, a strong red light flashed in his eyes, he raised his hand and slapped Qiao Feng on the chest.

Qiao Feng had experienced life and death in the past few days, and his already profound martial arts skills had made great progress. How could he fall for the attack so easily? Without thinking, he flipped and raised his right hand, and blocked the palm in front of him.

The two men slammed their palms together, and the old monk with the curly beard groaned, feeling that all the internal strength in his body seemed to have rushed into the vast ocean without causing any ripples.

He was exhausted for a moment and took two steps back. After he regained consciousness, he saw Qiao Feng's face clearly and said in astonishment:

"You, you are..."

Seeing that he had finally come to his senses, Qiao Feng rushed forward, prostrated himself on the ground, and said in a trembling voice:

"father!"

The old monk with curly beard was none other than Qiao Feng's biological father, Xiao Yuanshan.

His eyes fixed on the spot, and he was stunned for a long time before he said in disbelief: "Feng'er...?"

As he said these two words, the old man's puzzled expression faded away, and turned into intense excitement, shouting:
"Feng'er! Feng'er!"

At the end of his speech, this upright man burst into tears, choked up several times, and sobbed uncontrollably.

Xiao Yuanshan in this world is not as lucky as the one in the original novel of "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils", who can freely enter and exit the Sutra Library, read through Shaolin martial arts, and copy down martial arts secrets.

It was only because the Shaolin Temple in this world had such a profound foundation that he fell into Tianjue's hands after only going in and out a few times.

At that time, Tian Jue was mentally confused because of the "Six Paths of Reincarnation Formation". He did not have the leisure to ask the stupid thief who broke into the Sutra Library to read Buddhist scriptures and guide him to do good. He subdued him with just a wave of his hand.

However, Xiao Yuanshan's martial arts skills are extraordinary and rare in the world, which makes Tian Jue feel like admiring his talent.

Therefore, Tian Jue did not take his life, but locked him and another person in a secret cave, and taught them martial arts day and night.

Tian Jue's original intention was to hope that they could gain some insights, break through the original shackles, and see if they could help themselves transcend.

If that didn't work, he would use the "Six Paths of Reincarnation" to completely subdue and convert these two extraordinary martial arts masters, making them the Dharma protectors of the Shaolin Temple to guard the mountain gate in order to atone for the crime of breaking into the Sutra Library and stealing martial arts.

Just like that, Xiao Yuanshan, the peerless master, was locked up in a secret cave by Tian Jue for a full thirty years. He was not allowed to care about worldly affairs and could only meditate, chant scriptures, and practice Buddhist martial arts every day.

After thirty years of torture, Xiao Yuanshan had already given up hope. But as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his long-lost son. Of course he was overjoyed.

He wiped his tears with his left hand, and tore open his shirt, revealing a wolf head embroidered with Qing Zhanzhan. He took another step forward, raised his right hand, pulled up Qiao Feng, and laughed:
"Good boy, good boy, you have grown up to be so strong and majestic, you are worthy of being a member of our Xiao family!

Wow, taller than your father, good, good!"

Xiao Yuanshan was considered tall, but still half a head shorter than Qiao Feng. When the two stood side by side, his originally sturdy body looked particularly thin in front of Qiao Feng.

Looking at his son like this, Xiao Yuanshan's eyes were filled with emotion.

He patted Qiao Feng's shoulder and wanted to say something, but the words in his heart were stuck in his throat, unable to come out, and finally turned into a long and deep sigh.

Seeing that his father was not in high spirits, Qiao Feng also opened his clothes, revealing a wolf head tattoo that was exactly the same as Xiao Yuanshan's, but more ferocious and hideous.

The two looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.

After laughing, Xiao Yuanshan suddenly became serious.

Only then did he remember where he was and his expression immediately became extremely nervous.

Xiao Yuanshan grabbed Qiao Feng's hand and pulled his son behind him. After looking around, he lowered his voice and said in a deep voice:

"Feng'er, how did you know I was here, and how did you understand your own life experience?"

Although Xiao Yuanshan was not a man of extraordinary intelligence, he could still sense the weirdness of today's incident.

He has been imprisoned here since thirty years ago. How did Qiao Feng know about his life experience here and rush here to rescue him?

However, these doubts are not the primary issues for Xiao Yuanshan.

After he asked these questions subconsciously, he shook his head and said solemnly:
"In any case, it would be best for you and I to get out of here before that old...old monk comes back."

When the word "old monk" was mentioned, Xiao Yuanshan's strong body trembled slightly, and his eyes revealed an obvious look of fear, which showed that he was extremely afraid of that man.

After all, Xiao Yuanshan was also a peerless warrior in the martial arts world. Even when he was besieged by dozens of top martial arts masters from the Central Plains outside Yanmen Pass, he still won a great victory. Even Shaolin Abbot Xuanci was unable to stop him.

However, the old monk only used one move to capture this Liao master who was famous and powerful outside the Great Wall, and locked him up here, making him listen to Buddhist scriptures for thirty years.

What a terrible person this is?

Xiao Yuanshan couldn't figure it out. In his eyes, the old monk was not a mortal at all, but a ghost-like existence.

Therefore, Xiao Yuanshan did not want to have a head-on conflict with the old monk no matter what.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yuanshan suddenly heard the voices of Xu Xing and Tian Jue talking outside the cave.

Only then did he realize that the old monk had not gone far.

After realizing this, Xiao Yuanshan's face flashed with a resolute look, and he said briefly and eagerly:

"Feng'er, you go first, I'll cover your retreat!

In the past, the people of the Central Plains killed your mother without asking for any reason. You must avenge this vengeance in the future!"

Xiao Yuanshan originally felt that what he had experienced in the past thirty years was the worst torture and suffering in the world.

But after seeing Qiao Feng, he realized that all this was nothing.

As long as his child could escape, what would it matter if he was trapped here for another 30 years?
After hearing these words, the first person to move was not Qiao Feng or Xiao Yuanshan, but another gray-robed monk who pretended to be unconscious on the ground but had actually been eavesdropping on the conversation between the father and son.

He gathered his inner strength and quickly rose up, crashing directly into the top of the cave. He actually wanted to destroy this secret cave outright and slow down the pace of Qiao Feng and his son.

The gray-robed monk judged from the conversation between the two that the father and son had a very deep affection for each other, and that Xiao Yuanshan would risk his life to stop Tian Jue for the sake of his son, so he came up with this plan.

However, just when he climbed halfway, he heard a puff and suddenly fell down from the air.

Qiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan saw it clearly. Just now, there was a sharp blade of air as solid as a solid object, which cut through the air and shot out from outside the cave, slicing off both legs of the gray-robed monk.

There was also a casual word, whistling along with the sharp blade.

"What a mean old dog."

The gray-robed monk fell heavily to the ground, blood splattered everywhere, and his legs were broken at the knees. He turned his head in disbelief, his face grim, and cried out miserably:
"who is it!"

Qiao Feng knew that Xu Xing and Tian Jue were both outside the cave, so he was not surprised at all. However, Xiao Yuanshan was horrified.

After all, Xiao Yuanshan and this gray-robed monk had been imprisoned here for thirty years, and there was some "cellmate friendship" between them.

Although this person just wanted to frame them father and son, seeing that this cellmate ended up in such a miserable way, he really felt a sense of grief for the loss of the rabbit.

Therefore, Xiao Yuanshan turned his head and looked like the gray-robed monk.

But at the entrance of the cave, he saw an extremely handsome young man walking side by side with the old monk whom he feared like a ghost, chatting and laughing.

Of course it’s Xu Xing and Tian Jue.

The reason why the two of them chose to talk outside the cave was to give time to the father and son, Qiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan. However, they did not expect that there was an old guy who dared to take advantage of the fire, so they came together.

Tian Jue looked at the old monk with broken legs, and was not very moved. He was just impressed by Xu Xing's swordsmanship and said:
"Master Xu's 'Heavenly Feather Sword' is truly amazing."

When Tian Jue was young, he once challenged Song Zixue, the leader of the Tianyu Sect, who was listed among the "Three Positives and Four Wonders" and the creator of the "Twenty-Four Styles of Tianyu Strange Sword", and won a great victory.

Therefore, he was naturally quite familiar with this set of swordsmanship.

In fact, in the battle just now, Tian Jue also experienced the "Tian Yu Ming Wang Claw" created by Xu Xing, but because of his confusion, he did not recognize it.

Now that he has regained consciousness, Tian Jue couldn't help but feel deeply moved when he saw Xu Xing use his telekinesis to control the airflow to recreate the Tianyu Sect's peerless swordsmanship.

Moreover, Tian Jue could feel that although Xu Xing's injuries had not yet healed, the power of his swordsmanship had actually improved compared to before.

Xu Xing raised his eyebrows, smiled, and said casually:
"In the battle just now, not only did you make a breakthrough, but I also gained something."

What Xu Xing said was indeed true.

After a real life-and-death battle, his telekinesis, which had stagnated somewhat, improved again, and the power of his martial arts rooted in telekinesis, such as "Muni Zhu" and "Tianyu Qijian", also increased.

After saying this, Xu Xing turned around, looked at the face of the old monk with the broken leg, and then said:
"Brother Tian Jue, if my guess is correct, this person is Murong Bo, who has been stirring up trouble behind the scenes and causing such incidents."

"Oh?"

Tian Jue also opened his eyes wide, looked at the old monk, and then let out a long sigh:
"That's it, that's it..."

After sighing, Tian Jue shook his head and said no more.

Xu Xing knew what Tian Jue was thinking.

In fact, the key reason why Xuanci went astray at the beginning was that he mistakenly believed Murong Bo's slander, which killed Xiao Yuanshan's wife and caused a number of fellow martial artists to die tragically outside Yanmen Pass.

Because of this incident, he gradually fell under the control of Xuan Cheng, also known as King Zuo Wu.

For decades, Xuan Ci did not dare to come to the secret cave to meet Tian Jue, for fear that this uncle with extraordinary martial arts skills would see the secrets hidden in his heart.

But who could have thought that the key figure in solving this matter had already been subdued by Tian Jue?

If Xuan Ci had dared to face all this, and could frankly tell the truth to "San Tian", and then go into the secret cave to meet Tian Jue and apologize, I'm afraid this matter could have been resolved long ago, and would never have fallen to this point today.

When Xu Xing thought of this, he didn't know what to say. He just shook his head and sighed:
"It was a complete mistake. It was a complete mistake."

Xu Xing looked at Qiao Feng again, waved his hand, and said:

"Brother Qiao, your father has just woken up from his dream. Please tell him about these things."

Qiao Feng nodded and told Xuan Ci everything, from how he was deceived by Murong Bo, to his experiences over the years and why he ended up attacking Shaolin Temple.

Only then did Xiao Yuanshan realize that the "cellmate" who had been in prison with him for thirty years was actually the culprit who caused his family to be broken up and his wife and children to be separated.

He turned his head suddenly and howled wildly. The wolf mark on his chest emitted a brilliant light, his hair stood on end with anger, and his whole body was emitting brilliant golden flames, just like Qiao Feng before. He slapped Murong Bo with one palm.

Although Murong Bo was also an unparalleled master and had made great progress in the past thirty years, his two legs had been cut off by Xu Xing in advance, making it difficult for him to move.

However, Xiao Yuanshan activated the wolf mark on his chest, and like Qiao Feng, he triggered the legendary Heavenly Wolf power of the Khitan people, greatly improving his power. How could Murong Bo resist?
Although he mobilized all his life's skills and fought hard, he was still hit by Xiao Yuanshan's palm and vomited blood, and the bones in his hands were broken.

Xiao Yuanshan was still furious and struck out seven or eight times in succession, completely beating Murong Bo's body into a rag bag with rotten flesh and bones before he finally stopped.

The descendants of the Great Yan Dynasty, which was determined to restore its country, finally came to an end in such an ugly and ridiculous manner.

Neither Xu Xing nor Tian Jue tried to stop Xiao Yuanshan's actions.

Xu Xing was extremely disgusted with sinister villains like Murong Bo, and he always believed in the value of blood for blood, so he would not have any objection.

Compared to the ending in the original novel where the two of them laughed away their grudges, shaved their heads together and became monks, Xu Xing would rather see Xiao Yuanshan get his revenge and kill this old beast who deserved to die.

Although Tian Jue was a Buddhist, he had always been decisive in killing. After all, in order to purify the sect's tradition, he even killed his own nephew. He had killed thirteen high monks of the Xuan generation in a row, so he would not think there was anything wrong with that.

Moreover, Tian Jue treated Murong Bo even more hatefully than Xu Xing.

After all, if it weren't for this old beast instigating things, how could so many troubles have arisen later, forcing him to take action and personally torture Xuan Ci to death?
Even in Tian Jue's opinion, Murong Bo's death was too easy. If he were to take action, he would first make this old beast go through the "Three Evil Paths" and suffer the most cruel torture in the world both mentally and physically.

After killing Murong Bo, Xiao Yuanshan's arrogance gradually disappeared. He turned around, clasped his fists heavily towards Xu Xing, bowed deeply, and said in a deep voice:
"Xiao Yuanshan is here to thank Master Xu. From now on, I will go through fire and water for Master Xu without hesitation."

Xiao Yuanshan had just learned from Qiao Feng that his son was being hunted for thousands of miles. He also knew that Qiao Feng was able to escape danger with the help of Xu Xing, and that he could eventually go to Shaolin Temple, find out the truth, and rescue himself.

It can be said that if it were not for the presence of Master Xu, his child would have died at the hands of Cai Jing, King Zuo Wu and others, and the father and son would never have met each other.

For this reason, Xu Xing would have no complaints even if Xiao Yuanshan asked him to chop off his head.

Xu Xing just smiled slightly and bowed:
"You are too kind, old man. Considering the friendship between me and Brother Qiao, this is nothing.

Moreover, Brother Qiao, as the chief leader of the Beggars' Sect, is the pillar of the righteousness in the world. His ability to turn danger into safety was definitely not due to my efforts alone.

Instead of thanking me, old sir, you should first thank the Beggars' Sect disciples and fellow martial artists who have come along way and sacrificed their blood for Brother Qiao."

Hearing the words "Boss Qiao", Xiao Yuanshan frowned slightly.

After all, Xiao Yuanshan's experience in this world is completely different from that in the original work. In the past thirty years, he knew nothing about his son and did not fulfill his responsibilities as a father.

Moreover, Xiao Yuanshan could hear Xu Xing's subtext.

The person Xu Tafa is helping is not your son Xiao Feng, Xiao Yuanshan's son, but Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect who is respected by the world.

After a pause, Xiao Yuanshan finally said nothing. He just turned his head to look at Tian Jue, clasped his hands together, and said in a deep voice:
"Xiao also wants to thank the divine monk for his cultivation over the past thirty years, and also thank him for avenging me."

Xiao Yuanshan had quite complicated feelings towards Tian Jue.

He was dissatisfied with the thirty years of imprisonment, but he also knew that he was captured because he had done something wrong first.

Moreover, during these thirty years, Tian absolutely treated him badly. Apart from beating and scolding him more often, he did not cause any substantial harm. Instead, he taught him the Shaolin martial arts.

From this perspective, Tian Jue even owes him a half-teacher's debt of gratitude.

Therefore, even at the most embarrassing and unbearable time, Xiao Yuanshan could not muster the slightest hatred towards Tian Jue and just wanted to die.

Xiao Yuanshan just learned that in order to clean up his own house, Tian Jue even tortured the Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci to death in public, and even spared his soul.

Such a decisive measure was enough to convince even someone as bitter and vengeful as him.

However, Tian Jue felt somewhat uncomfortable facing Xiao Yuanshan. He sighed deeply, clasped his hands together and bowed to Xiao Yuanshan.

"If it weren't for Shaolin, Master Xiao wouldn't have ended up in such a situation. What I did was just to atone for my sins."

Xiao Yuanshan thought about what he had experienced over the years, and just sighed, shook his head, and said no more. He looked at Qiao Feng again and sighed again.

"Feng'er, you've suffered so much over the years... To be honest, you've also been implicated by me..."

Qiao Feng looked at his old father and shook his head:

"Since father is fine, these things are not a big deal. But after this matter is over, I plan to return to the Beggars' Sect and take over the position of leader again. I hope father will allow it."

Xiao Yuanshan frowned again.

He was also very familiar with the Beggars' Sect. After all, when the "Invisible" Qiu Wuyi was in charge of the Beggars' Sect, what he did most was to lead the Beggars' Sect members to assist the border troops and resist foreign invasions.

The so-called foreign enemies here naturally refer to the Khitans of the Liao Dynasty and the Jurchens of the Jin Dynasty.

In fact, since Qiao Feng took over the Beggars' Sect, he has not abandoned this tradition. Otherwise, he would not have been attacked outside Yanmen Pass.

Qiao Feng knew what his old father was thinking, and took another step forward and said sincerely:
“When I first knew that I was a Khitan, I wanted to give up the position of gang leader, but Tafa persuaded me and asked me a question.

He said, 'The Beggars' Gang is the beggars' gang of the whole world. Does that mean there are no poor people or beggars in Liao?'"

At the tavern, Xu Xing's angry curses were deeply engraved in Qiao Feng's mind, and he still remembers it vividly today.

Because he had never seen his friend, who was always so graceful, calm and composed, and who seemed to remain calm even when faced with a catastrophe, show such an excited side.

Therefore, since that day, Qiao Feng kept thinking about Xu Xing's words and gradually made up his mind.

Indeed, the Beggars' Gang belongs to all people in the world. It is not just the Beggars' Gang of one family or surname, nor is it just the Beggars' Gang of the Central Plains.

The reason why the Beggars' Gang was established is to eliminate beggars from the world. If this is not possible, the poor should be able to unite and help each other.

Hearing these words, Xiao Yuanshan couldn't help but be moved.

As the instructor of the Liao Kingdom's Shushan Grand Tent's personal army, he was no ordinary martial artist and naturally had an extraordinary political sense. He knew what Qiao Feng's words meant and also knew how difficult this road was.

However, after looking at his son's determined face, Xiao Yuanshan did not say anything to dissuade him. He just showed a very gratified smile and patted his shoulder to show his support.

Xiao Yuanshan suddenly asked:
"How are the family that adopted you? They have taken good care of you over the years. We should pay them a visit and express our gratitude."

After hearing his father's words, Qiao Feng understood his father's support and nodded heavily with an excited look on his face.

Even for a great hero like him, it would be a great pleasure for him to be recognized by his father.

At this point, the thirty years of love and hatred have finally come to an end. Xuan Ci and Murong Bo have both paid the price for their actions.

Now, the only person who can stay out of it and live freely is King Zuo Wu, who is hiding behind the scenes and manipulating everything.

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