Gu Long: Dominating the Martial Arts World Starting from Transmigrating as A Fei

When Afei said that, almost everyone present was stunned.

Abbot Xinhu's eyebrows furrowed, thinking that Afei was deliberately being unreasonable.

Chu Liuxiang's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but glance towards the meditation room of Monk Xinmei.

After all, if Xinmei is harmed, Nangong Ling is very likely to be implicated as well.

A hint of murderous intent flickered in Xin Jian's eyes.

He said coldly:

"If you wish to frame someone, please explain why I would want to harm my second senior brother."

Afei glanced at Bai Xiaosheng and Xinjian.

The look in their eyes was clearly threatening.

It was as if they were about to kill Ah Fei at any moment.

But he didn't care at all.

If Abbot Xinhu were to personally intervene, he might not be able to defeat him.

Xinhu's "Formless Divine Skill" is, after all, one of the "Four Great Divine Skills" alongside "Mingyu Skill", "Wedding Dress Divine Skill" and "Four Illumination Divine Skill".

Moreover, judging from the old monk's appearance, he had clearly reached a state of perfection in his practice.

But Bai Xiaosheng and Xin Jian were no match for him.

Ah Fei naturally placed his hand on the belt around his waist.

He snorted:

"Of course, it's because you want to steal the Shaolin's most secret manuals."

"And you're not the only one."

Afei then looked at Bai Xiaosheng, whose expression was unfriendly, and continued:

"That includes you."

"You two have been in cahoots for a long time, and you came to the mountain only to investigate the plan."

He suddenly turned to the abbot's heart lake and asked:

"Master Xinhu must know whether this 'all-knowing scholar' has been frequently coming up the mountain to meditate and discuss the Dharma lately."

Xinhu looked at Afei, whose expression remained unchanged, his face still gloomy.

After all, Bai Xiaosheng was already famous in the martial arts world, and his friendship with Xinhu was growing stronger day by day.

In comparison, Afei was practically a nobody, and he even killed his beloved disciple Qin Zhong.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ah Fei continued:

"After Bai Xiaosheng came to the mountain, were any scriptures or secret texts stolen?"

Xinhu's eyes flickered slightly, but she was taken aback.

He wondered to himself, how did this young man know that?

The scriptures were indeed stolen, and it happened just a few days ago, before Xinmei went down the mountain.

However, Bai Xiaosheng had been in frequent contact with Shaolin for two years, so it cannot be proven that he was involved in the theft of the scriptures.

Before Xinhu could respond, Baixiaosheng and Xinjian burst into laughter.

They found Ah Fei's nonsensical remarks incredibly amusing.

Although what he said was absolutely true.

But they've built up this business over such a long time; how could it be ruined by some random kid who just popped up out of nowhere with a few words?

Bai Xiaosheng laughed heartily and said:

"Your lies are so funny, I haven't been this happy in a long time."

Ah Fei said leisurely:

"Am I lying?"

He turned to Chu Liuxiang and said:

"Brother Chu, we've traveled together all this way. Have I uttered a single wrong word about Xinmei's experiences along the way?"

Chu Liuxiang nodded and said:

"Ah Fei is right. On the way here, we were besieged by the Five Poison Child and his disciples."

"Master Xinmei was unfortunately tricked by the Five Poison Boys and was poisoned. Even Nangong Ling was poisoned..."

Before he could finish speaking, he glanced again at Xinmei's meditation room, clearly very worried.

Ah Fei smiled and said:

"You, Bai Xiaosheng, are desperately trying to pin the blame for Xinmei's injury on me, clearly intending to create chaos at this time."

"Then you can take advantage of the chaos and transfer the scriptures and secret texts away."

Bai Xiaosheng's face turned cold. He first spoke to Chu Liuxiang:

"Chu Xiangshuai must have been bewitched by this kid to speak up for him."

Then he looked at A-Fei and said through gritted teeth:

"Young man, framing someone can have consequences."

Ah Fei shook his head slightly and said:

"It is you who will pay the price, not me."

Although Xinhu did not answer his question about the stolen manual.

But the fact that Bai Xiaosheng is here indicates that he must have already begun to take action.

Bai Xiaosheng said:

"Us? What price will we have to pay?"

He was certain that Afei was just spouting nonsense and that his aim was to shift the blame for Xinmei's injury onto others.

Ah Fei was too lazy to waste words with him, and instead said:

"You'll know the price you'll have to pay when Monk Xinmei wakes up."

A layer of frost settled on Xin Jian's face as she spoke, word by word:

"Second Brother Pig will never wake up!"

A flock of crows suddenly took flight from the snow-covered rooftops.

Then, a clear but mournful bell rang out from behind the roof ridge.

Even the tolling of the bells seemed to mourn the passing of their Dharma protector master.

Upon hearing this, the one who reacted the most was not A-Fei, but Chu Liuxiang.

He grabbed Xin Jian's shoulders, his face full of anxiety, and said urgently:

"What about Nangong Ling? How is he?"

Xin Jian shook her head regretfully, said nothing, and just sighed.

Chu Liuxiang froze, then suddenly rushed into Xinmei's meditation room like a whirlwind.

Just as Chu Liuxiang left, dozens of gray-robed monks appeared in the courtyard.

Some of them walked in from outside the courtyard gate, some revealed themselves from their hiding places, and some climbed down from the roof.

The monks' faces all seemed to be covered with a layer of ice.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Ah Fei, and their mouths were tightly shut.

The distant chimes had stopped sometime ago, and all sounds seemed to have frozen in the cold air.

The only sound was the soft rustling of footsteps on the snow.

When the rustling stopped, this ancient and solemn world was suddenly filled with murderous intent.

Ah Fei blinked slowly, looking at the monks.

Are these people trying to get covered in sweat?

The reason I didn't attack immediately when I had my hand on my waist was because I had noticed the monks' ambush.

However, considering that Xinhu was nearby, he did not act rashly.

It now seems that not taking action is impossible.

Xinhu said to Afei in a deep voice:

"What else do you have to say?"

Ah Fei lowered his eyelids, and his voice became low as he said:

"So, you don't even believe Chu Liuxiang's words?"

Bai Xiaosheng interrupted:

"Don't expect Chu Xiangshuai to protect you, because you even killed his friend, the leader of the Beggars' Sect."

"I have never seen anyone as vicious as you in my entire life."

Ah Fei glanced at him and said:

"Then you've really wasted your life."

Bai Xiaosheng's eyes blazed with fury, while Xinhu suddenly shouted from the side:

"Now that things have come to this, are you still going to rely on your words?"

Ah Fei no longer bothered to look at them, lowered his eyes, and murmured:

"It seems that not only should we not help an elderly person who has fallen, but we also cannot save this injured old monk."

Xin Jian shouted sternly:

"Your words show you have no remorse whatsoever. It seems I will have no choice but to break my vow against killing today."

Afei smiled dismissively and said:

"Go ahead and break it all; at least you're not the only monk who's killed someone!"

Xin Jian angrily said:

"I kill not for revenge, but to vanquish demons!"

Just as he was about to pounce, he suddenly saw a flash of sword light.

Ah Fei had somehow drawn his sword and was pointing it at him.

A cold glint flashed, and a chilling murderous aura filled the air!