Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Seeing that Murong Fu was enjoying his meal and even invited them to eat, the leading monks hurriedly recited their sins and naturally refused.

But the two younger disciples behind them subconsciously swallowed, which was heard by the senior monk with profound martial arts skills, who then gave them a tap on the head.

They also knew that the young talent who was with Qiao Feng was none other than Murong Fu from Gusu. Considering that he was quite prestigious in the martial arts world, no one paid any attention to his frivolous words.

The atmosphere at the scene eased considerably. They had previously heard that Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, was actually a Khitan spy who had infiltrated the Song Dynasty with the intention of overthrowing it. He had returned home to kill his adoptive parents and conceal his true identity.

The Shaolin monks, all of whom were fiercely opposed to evil, immediately brought their men over upon hearing of this matter.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be fake news, leaving me momentarily embarrassed.

A group of muscular bald men were waiting in the courtyard. Qiao Sanhuai and his wife were so nervous that they couldn't eat. Qiao Feng wanted to finish his meal quickly so as not to disturb his parents' peace and quiet.

Before he could speak, Murong Fu roared at the monks in the courtyard:

"Hey, you guys go outside and wait. Didn't you see the old man can't eat because he sees you all looking so fierce?"

Murong Fu disliked these monks. Their abbot claimed to be an enlightened monk, but in reality, he had an affair with Ye Erniang and had an unmarried girl give birth to his child.

Ye Erniang has killed at least eight or ten thousand innocent infants over the years, yet he remains abbot, living a peaceful and secure life. Doesn't his conscience hurt?

Murong Fu recalled that some temples claiming to have efficacious Guanyin for granting children actually encouraged infertile women to have intercourse with the temple's strong monks. Who knew if the high monk Xuanci had also come from such a background...

After a short while, the two had eaten and drunk their fill, and then bid farewell to Qiao Sanhuai and his wife.

But before leaving, Murong Fu said, "Speaking of which, when I first arrived, I did see a man in black acting suspiciously around here... Why don't you leave half of your men to keep an eye on him?"

Murong Fu couldn't possibly keep an eye on things for long, so it was more appropriate to let Shaolin Temple protect Qiao Sanhuai and his wife.

The two senior monks who were in charge discussed it for a while, but their faces showed reluctance.

Murong Fu suddenly realized that they were afraid of being harmed by Qiao Feng and him, Murong Fu, if they were short-handed.

Then, with a flick of his finger, he punched a hole in a blue stone ten feet away.

"Master, don't worry. Whether there are ten or twenty people with your level of martial arts skill, it's just a matter of whether I poke you ten times or twenty times."

Don't worry, I generally don't poke people.

Seeing him use such a move, the Shaolin monks present were all shocked and knew that what he said was true. So they left half of the monks to protect Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, and waited for them to pack their things and go to the outer gate of Shaolin Temple to stay temporarily.

Upon hearing this, Murong Fu curled his lip. The murderer who wanted to kill them was someone from your Shaolin Temple.

However, thinking about it, Xiao Yuanshan killed the two of them on a whim. He didn't seem like a scheming person, and it seemed that the other party would not make things difficult for the two old farmers anymore.

There's nothing he can do if you really want to make things difficult for him; this is something for the Shaolin monks to worry about.

The group of dozens headed towards Shaolin Temple. Apart from Murong Fu, everyone else was preoccupied with their own thoughts, and the atmosphere was somewhat heavy.

Murong Fu was naturally happy, as he could enjoy some melons and also get some fruit.

He estimated that Xiao Yuanshan was about to make a move against Xuan Ku, but they were both people in the martial arts world and had grudges against each other. Killing each other was a daily occurrence for them, and he didn't want to get involved in such matters. It was just a pity that he couldn't watch the live broadcast.

With their excellent martial arts skills, they quickly arrived at the Shaolin Temple gate.

However, because Murong Fu and Qiao Feng were of very high status, they could not allow him to enter the temple at will. So Qiao Feng asked him to announce that he wanted to see his master, Master Xuanku. Murong Fu said that if it was inconvenient for Master Xuanku, he could see Abbot Xuanci first.

Before long, they were informed that they could enter the temple, and it seemed that there was something else going on, so the two of them were told to go to the "Zhengdao Temple" immediately, where Master Xuanci and Master Xuanku were waiting for them.

The monk leading the way also used his light-footed skills to guide them through a series of gates and corridors.

Qiao Feng felt inexplicably strange, wondering why they were in such a hurry. However, he believed that since he came from Shaolin and possessed authentic Shaolin internal energy, there must be a reason for it. He would find out when he met the abbot and his master.

In a short while, they arrived outside a large hall. The monk who had led the way told them they could go in, bowed, and left.

While Qiao Feng still had doubts, Murong Fu swaggered open the door and beckoned Qiao Feng to come in.

Upon entering, I saw many old monks, dressed in bright red robes, who all appeared to be highly accomplished monks, yet their expressions were filled with sorrow.

These were all high-ranking members of Shaolin Temple. When they saw Murong Fu and Qiao Feng enter, they did not act arrogantly because of their age, but instead stood up and bowed, except for an old monk with a sallow complexion.

He was Xuanku.

Murong Fu, being a master of medicine, could tell at a glance that Xiao Yuanshan's sneak attack had succeeded. Now, Xuan Ku's five internal organs were ruptured. If it weren't for his profound internal strength protecting him, an ordinary person's five internal organs would have burst out of their face.

Qiao Feng, unaware of the situation, bowed and said, "I am Qiao Feng, greetings to the Abbot and all the masters."

He had been with Xuanku since childhood, so he naturally recognized that the only one sitting was Xuanku. He stepped forward, knelt down, and kowtowed.

"Master, I am well. Your disciple Qiao Feng greets you."

"Feng'er, I was just thinking of you, hoping to see you again. Get up quickly." Xuan Bei's face showed joy, but when Qiao Feng raised his head, he was shocked when he saw the face clearly.

Seeing his master's expression, Qiao Feng couldn't bring himself to say the many heartfelt words he wanted to say. At that moment, he only heard Xuan Ku say:

"You...so it was you all along. You're Qiao Feng, the good disciple I...I personally trained?"

His face showed a mixture of shock, sadness, and deep pity and regret.

At this moment, the abbot's voice, slightly choked with emotion, came:

"Junior Brother Xuanku was ambushed, taking a heavy blow to the chest, breaking his ribs and shattering his internal organs. He's only managed to hold on this long thanks to his internal energy protecting him. We asked him who the assailant was, and he said he didn't know him. When we asked about the assailant's appearance and age, he said that among the seven sufferings of Buddhism, 'meeting with those you hate' is one of them. Since he's encountered his enemy, it's just as well..."

Before Xuan Ci could finish speaking, Murong Fu had already roughly judged Xuan Ku's condition based on his complexion, voice, and other physical signs.

So he interrupted and said:

"Abbot Xuanci, please wait a moment, don't rush to cry."

When Qiao Feng learned that his mentor was about to die, his tiger-like eyes filled with tears, but when he turned around, he could no longer see Murong Fu clearly.

"My dear brother..."

Seeing that all the eminent monks were staring at him, Murong Fu walked step by step towards Xuan Ku. After helping Qiao Feng up, he took Xuan Ku's pulse and channeled his inner energy into Xuan Ku's body, quickly circulating it through his meridians. Murong Fu then made a clear assessment of Xuan Ku's condition and said:

"It can be saved."

I'm about 30% sure.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like thunder.