Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

The veins on the back of Xuan Ji's hands bulged as he clasped his hands together. Although his face was calm, anger was rising in his heart.

But he still suppressed it, and after looking at his junior brother Xuan Nan, he let out a long sigh.

"Never mind. The martial arts world has been in turmoil recently. The heroes gathered this time to discuss how to get rid of that great villain Xiao Feng. The Taoist priest has already been killed, so I think he should have calmed down, right?

So, how about we discuss the real business first?"

Juxianzhuang belongs to the Shaolin sphere of influence. Shaolin is the host of this gathering of heroes. When Song Xuan kills people here, he is actually hitting the face of Shaolin.

If it were someone else who killed people so openly in front of the Shaolin monks, Xuan Ji would definitely make the other person understand what it meant to be a demon-subduing Vajra and why the power of Buddhism cannot be insulted.

But even though it was just a glimpse of Song Xuan's move just now, Xuan Ji could still tell that this Taoist Xuantian was extremely powerful and was definitely a master-level existence.

As for what level he is among the Grandmasters, it is difficult to judge for the time being because the opponent attacked too quickly.

But this is enough. One is the dead innate warrior Chu Yishui, and the other is a living mysterious martial arts master. He knows very well how to choose.

What he said just now was just an expression of his attitude in front of all the martial arts heroes. It was not that Shaolin did not want to uphold justice, but that this Taoist Xuantian was very powerful, and they would have to work together to deal with the evil villain Xiao Feng later.

The martial arts world is in a turbulent time. Under such circumstances, it is not easy to make more powerful enemies. It is better to unite against the outside world first.

Sure enough, after Xuan Ji made this statement, many people in the martial arts world agreed.

"Master is right. The most urgent task now is to discuss how to deal with Xiao Feng, the evil villain who killed his father, mother, and master. The grudge between Taoist Xuantian and Chu Yishui is a personal one. There is no need to dwell on it."

"Master is just too merciful. He can't stand seeing people die. How can there not be deaths in the martial arts world?"

"That's right, what was Chu Yishui planning? Everyone present here is an old hand. It's obvious that his death was not unjust at all."

"That's right, just as Taoist Xuantian said, once you enter the martial arts world, you'll be adrift everywhere. If you want to step on others to get to the top, you must be prepared to die. If you don't have the ability to bear the consequences, it's best not to have any evil intentions!"

Listening to the discussions around him, the old monk Xuan Ji had a kind look on his face.

"Amitabha, very good, very good. I wonder what Donor Xuantian thinks?"

Chapter 373 Hey, Master, your character has collapsed!

What do I think?

I watched it while sitting, lying down, and even while eating melon seeds.

To be honest, Song Xuan came here just to see the heroic hero Xiao Feng. He was even curious. If he was given a speaker, how many times could he beat Murong Fu?

Don’t even think about expecting Song Xuan to express his willingness to join forces to kill Xiao Feng!

So in response to the old monk Xuan Ji's question, Song Xuan just laughed it off and had no intention of expressing his opinion at all.

Xuan Ji and Xuan Nan looked at each other, both chanting Buddhist mantras and feeling that this matter was somewhat difficult.

The name of Xuanmen Tianzong has spread throughout the Northern Song Dynasty in recent days due to the promotion of storytellers.

Even though the Shaolin clan is powerful and has countless masters, they dare not make enemies at will. Since Song Xuan refuses to express his stance, they dare not use force. After all, the scene of Song Xuan killing Chu Yishui with one move is still vivid in their minds.

It's obvious that this Taoist Xuantian is not a good person. He really forced the other party to the opposite side, which is not in the interests of Shaolin.

Just when they were in trouble, a heroic voice was heard outside the manor, and it spread throughout the entire Juxian Manor.

"Qiao Feng has come to visit the manor!"

In an instant, there was complete silence in Zhuangzi, and many people looked incredulous.

what's the situation?

A group of martial arts heroes like me gathered together to discuss how to deal with the evil villain Xiao Feng, but before we could come to a conclusion, the evil villain Xiao Feng showed up at our door?

Are you so confident in your own abilities?

Could it be that during this period of time, Xiao Feng was promoted from Grandmaster to Grandmaster?

Otherwise, how could he have the confidence to come here alone to visit the boss?

Song Xuan and others sat around a table. Song Qian looked around and found it a little funny.

"Brother, these so-called martial arts heroes, before Xiao Feng came, were all filled with righteous indignation, ready to uphold justice and rid the martial arts world of its scum. But as soon as Xiao Feng arrived, they all became mute. Are they performing a mime?"

Yao Yue chuckled, "The Jianghu hasn't always been like this. Do you really think there are so many people with righteous hearts? Most of them are just bullies who only want to gain fame."

Amidst the rumbling sound, a mule cart slowly drove to the front of the gate. The servants of Juxianzhuang who were guarding the gate did not dare to stop it at all and let the mule cart drive in.

No one is a fool. No matter how famous Xiao Feng is, his strength is absolutely top-notch. No one below the level of Grandmaster dares to say that they can definitely beat him.

Not to mention a guaranteed win, being able to survive a few moves in his hands without being defeated is enough to make you famous!

Facing such a top master, who dares to stop him from entering the village?

With a creaking sound, the mule cart passed the threshold. Song Xuan looked over and saw a tall man sitting in the driver's seat. This man was intimidating without being angry, and there was a heroic spirit in his every move.

"He is Xiao Feng?"

Song Qian looked at him carefully. "Although I don't know what kind of person he is, judging from his appearance and aura, he does have the demeanor of a hero. Seeing him, I felt like I was seeing Yan Nantian.

By the way, brother, Yan Nantian gave you his personal weapon back then. Have you ever been in touch with him in these years?"

Song Xuan shook his head. "I don't know where he went. With Master Yan's talent, he must be a master by now!"

Yan Nantian was the first hero recognized by Song Xuan. Although the two had not spent a long time together, Song Xuan had never forgotten the heroic spirit of the other even now.

And today's Xiao Feng's aura and demeanor are indeed somewhat similar to Yan Nantian's.

Yao Yue's beautiful eyes studied Song Xuan, "Husband, do you admire him?"

Song Xuan nodded, "Once upon a time, I also wanted to become a hero like Yan Nantian and Qiao Feng."

Yao Yue blinked her eyes, looked at the rugged and heroic Xiao Feng in the distance, and then looked at her husband in Taoist robes with an immortal look, and couldn't help but smile.

They are two completely different styles.

Perhaps, it is precisely because it is different, a completely different life, that the husband has a yearning for it?

"My dear husband, if you find being an official boring, I can also travel around the world with you!"

"That's totally unnecessary!"

Song Xuan shook his head.

It’s like someone says he doesn’t love money, but if you take all his money and let him live a different life, do you think he will agree?

High probability is not.

Because I have money, I say I don’t love money. I just say it for your listening, why do you take it seriously?

"Xiao Feng, you, a wicked villain who killed your father, mother, and master, how dare you come here?"

When there are so many people, there will always be some brave ones. A young knight who looked less than 30 years old was the first to step out in silence, pointing at Xiao Feng and shouting at him.

The older people get, the more afraid they are of death. The older generation of masters dare not stand up, but these young people are fearless and have a sense of pride in their hearts. They are not afraid of Xiao Feng's name!

Although fighting and killing are common among people in the martial arts world, it is very rare for someone to kill even his own parents and master. He is even more evil than the people of the Demon Sect. This is also the main reason why Xiao Feng aroused public anger.

If you don't kill this kind of person quickly to increase your reputation, are you going to keep him around for the New Year?

Xiao Feng was pointed at and scolded, but he was not annoyed at all. Instead, he saluted everyone with a fist cup and a very respectful attitude.

"Qiao Feng can't explain the misunderstanding at the moment. I've come here with such audacity because I have an urgent matter to ask for your help. I hope you will forgive me for my intrusiveness!"

As he spoke, he opened the curtain behind the mule cart and helped a woman out, his face showing guilt.

"I acted recklessly, causing this little girl to be struck by a palm strike and suffer severe injuries. Xiao Feng has sought out many renowned doctors but to no avail, so I have no choice but to come and beg Divine Doctor Xue for treatment."

It was quiet all around and no one spoke.

The genius doctor Xue Muhua walked out of the hall and sneered at Xiao Feng, "How dare you, a wicked villain like you, ask me to save you?"

Xiao Feng begged again and again, even to Xuan Ji, but the two great monks, Xuan Ji and Xuan Nan, who came in the name of mercy, just watched coldly without saying a word.

Then, Victoria Song couldn't bear it anymore.

"Hey, old monk!"

Song Qian first pointed at the eight-armed Nezha still hanging on the wall, then pointed at the pale-faced girl supported by Xiao Feng, and sneered.

"My brother killed someone, and you came out to rant about a dead person. Now a young girl is seriously injured and dying, but you turn a blind eye. Where is your mercy, your good reputation?

Please, since you've established a compassionate persona, could you please be more stable? Your constantly fluctuating persona doesn't fit your glorious image as the compassionate Shaolin Buddha!

Xuan Ji's expression changed, and he felt a little embarrassed. He felt a little embarrassed by Song Qian's criticism.

Just now, someone died, but he still tried to save him. Now there is someone who is not dead yet, but he doesn't say a word. This is indeed inconsistent with his previous compassionate image.

Chapter 374 Who are you? Should the whole world revolve around you?

What did Shaolin rely on to stand for hundreds of years in the Great Zhou Dynasty and even establish Shaolin branches in multiple states?

Are they the countless scriptures and martial arts in the Sutra Repository?

Are they the martial monks and great monks from generation to generation?

Yes, and not entirely.

The most important thing is the reputation that Shaolin has maintained for hundreds of years.

The land of compassion and outside the world has always presented a glorious and positive image in the martial arts world. If this image is ruined, what is the difference between it and other martial arts forces?

It was nothing more than a stronger sect, but so what? Over the past few hundred years, many once-glorious martial arts holy places had been destroyed.

This matter concerned the reputation of Shaolin, so Xuan Ji had to take it seriously. He clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice, "Donor, it's not that I don't want to save people. It's actually that Xiao Feng is a thief with a vicious mind. The people he brought with him are probably also treacherous.

If we save this girl today, who knows, there will be more villains in the martial arts world in the future!"

After he said this, Xiao Feng, who had been pleading for mercy, finally got angry.

"Master, you are a renowned monk in the martial arts world, how can you not distinguish right from wrong?

If you want to kill me, just kill me, Qiao Feng. Why do you have to vent your anger on others?

This little girl has nothing to do with me. Instead, I accidentally injured her. The master didn't know the reason and threw dirty water on others. Is this what a high monk should do? "

Xuan Ji was speechless after being rebuked. The genius doctor Xue Muhua snorted coldly, "You don't have to embarrass Master Xuan Ji. Whether he pleads for you or not will not affect my decision!

Today, I, Xue Muhua, will make this clear. No matter who brings this girl here, I will heal her. But if you, Xiao Feng, bring her here, I will not heal her!

If I say it can't be cured, then it can't be cured. What can you do to me?"

Xiao Feng was so angry that his body began to tremble. The woman beside him whispered, "Brother Qiao, let's not treat him anymore. Let's go. I'm just a servant. My life is not worth such humiliation for a hero like you!"

"I am a human being, and you are also a human being. What's the point of being worthless?"

Xiao Feng shook his head and said, "I have made a mistake, so I must take responsibility. Even if I have to kneel down and kowtow today, I will heal you!"

"There's no need to kneel!"

Song Qian's figure flashed and she came directly to the side of the woman. She looked her up and down, then turned her head to look at Song Xuan, "Brother, this girl looks a lot like the leader of your song and dance troupe!"

As she spoke, she smiled and said, "Little sister, what's your name?"

"Me?" The woman looked up at Xiao Feng and saw that he was not looking at her at the moment. Instead, he was staring at Song Qian with a serious expression. She immediately whispered, "My name is Ah Zhu."

"Azhu?"

Victoria Song smiled and said, "It's a nice name. By the way, do you have a sister named A Zi?"

"Azi?"

Ah Zhu looked confused, "I, I don't know... I didn't know who my parents were since I was a child..."

"orphan?"

After hearing this, Victoria Song understood what was going on.

She was familiar with her brother's Xingxiu Song and Dance Troupe, especially the troupe leader named A Zi, who was also an orphan. In addition, the two were of similar age and appearance, so she could basically draw a conclusion.

"Let me check on you first!"

Without further ado, Victoria Song pulled Ah Zhu's arm and pretended to take her pulse. She had no medical skills, but that didn't matter. With a sweep of her soul power into her body, she could basically find out the other person's condition.

After a moment, she released her hand and frowned, saying, "Your internal organs were severely shattered and you were seriously injured. You are still alive because of Qiao Feng's Qi.

But the Qi that keeps you alive is only temporary. Once your vitality is exhausted, you will surely die!"

"That's it..."

The expectation in Ah Zhu's eyes dissipated and became a little dim, but she still smiled gently, "Thank you, sister. Ah Zhu's life is worthless and not worth your trouble."

Song Qian's eyes paused, and she raised her hand to rub her face. "What a well-behaved and sensible girl. Since you call me sister, I can't watch you wither away like this."