Xuzhu is the illegitimate son of Shaolin Xuanci Abbot and Ye Erniang, this matter was originally except for the two, only an old woman who delivered the baby knew, but he couldn't hide it from Xiao Yuanshan, who was sneaking in Shaolin Temple and bent on seeking revenge.

Xiao Yuanshan hated Xuanci for turning his son into a Han and asked his son to worship the great enemy as a teacher, so he snatched the baby, which is now Xuzhu, away at night.

Ye Erniang, who lost her child, became obsessed, and finally changed her temperament, began to steal other people's children to play with, and then brutally killed, and later became one of the four evils in the world.

Such a secret thing, Xiao Yuanshan has always been regarded as a killer weapon for revenge, hidden in his heart, but he didn't expect Feng Xiao Xiao to know out of nowhere, and set up a game to trap Xuan Ci to death, which coincided with what he thought.

Xiao Yuanshan was quite pleasantly surprised when he first heard it, and thought that the most right thing his son had done in his life was to find such a good brother-in-law, but not long after, his mind turned around, and he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Thinking of several brief contacts with Feng Xiaoxiao, each time I thought that I had seen this person clearly, but next time I had to overturn what I thought before, and once again shrouded in a layer of impenetrable fog.

A child's brother-in-law, a fellow traveler for revenge, or a friend of his teacher? Which one is the true face of this man?

obviously looks like he is only in his twenties, but he has a relationship with his two senior sisters, and he has no discomfort, and even faintly surpasses the second daughter, especially Li Qiushui and Senior Sister Li are even more obedient to him and extremely afraid......

is like a cowardly hometown, the closer to revenge, the more Xiao Yuanshan's heart spins like a wheel. Suddenly, I saw a naked little monk fall in front of Xuan Ci, and his expression suddenly froze. Xin said: "It's finally here!" ”

The Shaolin monks thought that they had encountered an assassin, and more than a dozen people shot together. Cut off the void bamboo in mid-air.

Duan Yanqing, who was hidden behind the people, muttered in his belly and said, "Erniang, you don't know the methods of Feng Laosi, and you don't want the kind of living crime you have suffered to fall on your son's head!" With a cane, Ye Erniang's whole person was lifted high.

Ye Erniang's face was extremely terrifying, and she fell in front of the Shaolin monks, and she didn't stand firm all of a sudden. He sat down like mud on the ground.

A long time ago, she chased and killed Feng Xiaoxiao, at that time Feng Xiaoxiao's martial arts were not high, but she was extremely fierce, and under the fight for her life, she was actually restrained alive, and used a tragic fingering, so that she experienced a long seven days that she didn't even dare to recall, and seven days when life was worse than death.

Duan Yanqing spent a lot of effort. finally saved her life with "Yiyang Finger", and later after meeting Feng Xiaoxiao again, she didn't even have the courage to take revenge, which showed the torture of seven days. How deep it is.

This kind of experience must not let my son live it too!

Thinking of this, Ye Erniang raised her eyes and looked. Sure enough, I saw the little monk's naked back and two buttocks, each with nine ring incense scars. From the bottom of his heart, he suddenly held up a force, and his whole body trembled. He pounced and shouted, "I...... O my son! ”

The cat was behind Duan Yanqing, the South China Sea crocodile god drooped his head, and muttered non-stop: "Damn, it's really not authentic, the boss is not authentic, Feng Laosan is also fucking not authentic, if I can't beat them, I have to pinch them to death, damn it, even my own people are harmful, and the really evil ones are more degrading than me......"

In his heart, Feng Xiaoxiao has always been the "sinister" Feng Laosan who was quite righteous at the beginning, and he has never changed his words.

On the small slope in the distance, Feng Xiaoxiao looked coldly at the crowd of people who were in an uproar, and said, "It's almost time." Suddenly, he turned his head, looked in the direction of Shaolin Temple through the void, and said again to himself: "It's almost time." He turned his head sideways and said, "Big brother, do you remember the senior Xiao I told you about in the morning?" ”

Xiao Feng was surprised, stepped forward, and said in a trembling voice: "You said he ...... He's my dad! Is he really here? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao stretched out his hand and pointed afar, and said, "He ......"

Xiao Yuanshan had already appeared at this time, and he was in high spirits, telling the old story of the bloody battle at Yanmen Pass step by step, preparing to completely expose Xuan Ci's face.

And with the opportunity of Ye Erniang, although it has not yet been revealed, Xuan Ci is still in a state of flux, disordered, and he doesn't even dare to open his mouth, let alone argue.

You must know that Murong Bo is dead, even if he, the leading eldest brother at that time, wants to shirk responsibility, he can't find his next home.

The things of the past, one by one, must be counted on the heads of him and Shaolin Temple.

Xiao Yuanshan couldn't help but be excited when he said the end.

Outside the Yanmen Pass that day, the Central Plains heroes, led by the leading brother Xuan Ci, led a group of Central Plains heroes, all dressed in black and masked, intercepted and killed him.

More than a dozen entourages and beloved wives died innocently, only he relied on his martial arts, killed most of the enemy, but no longer had a thought, carved the handwriting on the stone wall next to him, then jumped off the cliff and committed suicide, fell into the air, saw the infant child in his arms, after all, he couldn't bear it, and threw it back to the cliff.

This baby was finally adopted by Xuan Ci and others who escaped, which was Qiao Feng back then, and Xiao Feng now.

Xiao Yuanshan pulled a towel on his face.

The group of heroes exclaimed "ah", only to see that he had big ears, beard, and a very powerful appearance, about sixty years old.

Many people are even more familiar with this face, and some people shouted: "Qiao Feng! ”

Someone shouted: "Qiao Daxia! ”

When the people in the beggar gang saw it, including the deputy gang leader Chen Guyan, they even shouted: "Qiao gang leader! ”

A whistling wind, flying from far to near, Xiao Feng rushed wildly, fell to the ground all of a sudden, and shouted in a trembling voice: "You...... You're my daddy......"

Xiao Yuanshan laughed and said, "Good boy, good boy, I am your father." The general appearance of our grandfather and son, you don't need to remember it, everyone knows that I am your son. ”

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he tore open the placket of his chest, revealing a wolf head with thorns, and with a lift of his left hand, he pulled Xiao Feng up.

Xiao Feng tore open his clothes, and the toothless and gloomy wolf head on his chest also appeared.

The two walked side by side, and suddenly roared in the sky at the same time, the sound was like a raging wind, and it spread far away, only to shake the valley, and thousands of heroes heard it in their ears, and they shuddered.

Xuan Ci finally spoke up: "Amitabha." Xiao Lao benefactor, the younger brother of the Xuanqu Temple. Did you die at your hands? ”

Now, he could no longer be silent. Even if he is really ruined, he will never dare to let the death of the senior brother Xuanku.

Xiao Yuanshan was already in control, and he laughed a few words.

Xiao Feng suddenly realized why everyone identified him as the murderer that day, including his master Xuan Ku, because he and his father looked too similar, and he couldn't help but be gloomy when he thought of his teacher's kindness in teaching and cultivating since childhood.

The Shaolin monks chanted in unison: "Amitabha, Amitabha!" ”

The voice was very sad and angry. Although no one stepped forward to challenge Xiao Yuanshan for a while, the deep feelings contained in the monks' recitation of the Buddha obviously contained great determination, and they must not give up with him.

Wu Xingyun in the distance sighed at this time: "Okay, you are Xiaoxiao, I am convinced, and now no one has time to pay attention to my group of subordinates." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said softly: "We should also pass!" Immediately, it wasn't that they paid attention to us, but that we pestered them. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden uproar, and then fell into a deathly silence.

The look on each person's face was astonished, horrified, disdainful, angry, frightened, and compassionate. All kinds of things are indescribable, and they all looked at Abbot Xuanci together.

The abbot of Xuanci is highly respected, and everyone in the martial arts admires him. Who would have thought that he would get along with someone and give birth to an illegitimate child?

Li Qiushui glanced at it from afar and said softly: "Although your hand is ruthless enough. But Shaolin has been a temple for many years and has endured wind and waves for a long time. It's not going to be so light, what else do you want to do? ”

"Kill all the spiritual characters and Xuanzi generations. Except for Xuan Ci! Although Feng Xiaoxiao's voice was cold, it did not carry a trace of murderous aura, but had the coolness of the fog in the mountains.

It's easy to understand that killing all the Lingzi and Xuanzi generations in Shaolin Temple is good, but why only Xuanci is left?

Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui suddenly glanced at each other, and at the same time shuddered, with the skills of the two women, they almost couldn't even walk steadily.

As soon as Xuan Ci dies, all the stains will gradually drift away with the wind.

But if all the Shaolin monks die, even if Xuan Ci wants to die, he doesn't dare to die, he needs to wait until the next generation of Huizi can take charge of himself before he can die.

How many years, ten years, will this take? Twenty years?

As long as Xuan Ci does not die for a day, his stigma will hang over Shaolin, becoming a laughing stock in martial arts, a fixed number in martial arts, and a habit in martial arts.

The Shaolin Temple will no longer be respected, and no matter where the disciples go, they will meet the contemptuous and ridiculed eyes of others.

Thinking of Feng Xiaoxiao's request to lead the Shaolin monks away from Songshan before, Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui's two daughters thought clearly.

Feng Xiao Xiao must also have a hand in the Shaolin Temple, and the goal eight achievements are the martial arts classics and secret treasures accumulated by the Shaolin Temple over the years.

Once there is a loss, how much can Guang Xuanci remember? In the second half of his life, he will be burdened with the infamy of sin, and finally die on the desk of silent writing.

And the reputation of Shaolin Temple for many years and the classics have been ruined together, if you want to turn over, think about it is a long road.

It's so ruthless! This man was too ruthless.

"Do you think I'm too ruthless?" , Feng Xiaoxiao seemed to know their hearts, walked forward slowly, and said slowly: "It's not ants, I don't know that ants are sad, it's not insects, how do you know that insects are bitter?" Do you know how many people have died tragically in the rise of Shaolin for thousands of years? Do you know that thousands of years later, how many people died in vain in Shaolin? Murder is not the worst evil, the worst is to confuse people to kill, and the person who is killed often does not even know the real enemy. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao remembered the battle of Huashan sword qi back then, the cause was the "evil sword spectrum" that came out of the Shaolin Temple, and the strong Huashan faction killed each other, and finally the people withered, and only a few people remained......

For thousands of years, whenever a sect rises, there will be a black net looming, an inexplicable cause, and then the death of the guide as a matter of course, including the free school in this world, without exception.

Among them, there are countless unjust souls, who can they complain to?

Therefore, the Shaolin Temple can last for thousands of years, and it is the leader of the martial arts that does not show the mountains and waters, as if it can last forever...... (To be continued......)

PS: There are too many original texts in this chapter.,It's really unwinding.,I had to write longer.,I won't owe the number of words~~

It's really hard to write whenever the original plot is over.,When you can't get around.,You have to explain it clearly.,And try not to plagiarize the original text.,Is there a book friend who reads a lot of books.,Guide me to the method!

In addition, in order to explain the plot clearly in the last few chapters, has the camera been cut too often? Because I know the plot before and after, I think it's quite smooth. Do you feel a sense of interruption when you look at it?