Not long after Murong Fu left, Bao Wei was indignant on the side: "That Mama Li is also very hateful, she treats the young master like this, she doesn't even let the door of the water pavilion enter, and the young master who is still at a loss has such a good attitude towards her." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Murong Fu didn't pick up, but his face was still a little bad. Originally, it was just a legend that the Xiaoyao faction had a method of cultivating immortals that was only spread in the rivers and lakes, but now, Murong Fu heard that his aunt and cousin were taken away by the legendary Xiaoyao faction, and he had some longing for the method of cultivating immortals, and even the ambition of recovering the country that he wanted to do the most on weekdays was a little let go.

If he can become an immortal, what is the master of a mere country? Sitting and watching the prosperity of the clan and the decline of the nation, and quietly watching the prosperity of the country and the demise of the country, how carefree and lofty it is.

The storm quickly stopped Bao Wei, shook his head slightly, and asked him to stop talking.

Bao Wei saw the evil signal, and did not refute as usual and said that it was not yes, it was not yes, it was a peaceful stop and did not speak.

"You have sent men to keep an eye on this place, and if there is any movement, let me know at once. Murong Fu commanded. Then he got on his horse and galloped past to the next place he was going to go.

The two people who have been secretly learning martial arts in the Shaolin Zangjing Pavilion now don't even know much about the outside world! The sweeping monks who had been paying attention to the two people who wanted to accept them as disciples also gave up their observation of the two people after the aura of heaven and earth increased greatly.

originally wanted to accept the two of them as disciples, but originally wanted to inherit his mantle and protect Shaolin by the way. But now that I have a faint feeling of breakthrough, how can I give up this hard-won opportunity.

I didn't sweep the ground, I went directly to retreat, and the two of them had been in this scripture pavilion for decades. If it weren't for the sweeping monk who kept giving them cover, no one would have found out for so long. This non-sweeping monk had just been in retreat for less than a month, and the two of them had an incident.

All of a sudden, Shaolin was in an uproar, and all the people from the abbot to the head of the courtyard pursued out. In the end, I didn't expect to let the two of them escape, and it was not easy to be wanted in a clear text, so I could only secretly send my disciples out to find the whereabouts of the two of them.

The abbot Xuan Ci, who was sitting quietly in the main hall and knocking on the wooden fish, was not at all calm in his heart. The sound of the wooden fish knocking on the heart, one by one, not only did not calm the heart, but was like a giant hammer hitting the heart.

The two who came to the Scripture Pavilion to count down were vaguely familiar to themselves. But he didn't dare to come up with that name, and he didn't want to guess that name. My mind was in a mess, and my mind went back to decades ago.

"Abbot, your heart is in turmoil. A deep voice sounded in Xuan Ci's ears, like a giant bell ringing, suddenly waking him up from all kinds of complicated thoughts. Looking back, it is the head of the Bodhi Temple.

"The stakes are so high, how can the heart be settled. Xuan Ci said with a long sigh.

"I'm afraid the time the two of them have been in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for a short time, and they haven't heard of anything outside about my Shaolin mastery circulating, so I think it shouldn't be spread out, just for their own practice. Now the priority is to capture the two of them, abbot, you say yes!" When he said the end, the voice of the head of the Bodhi Academy increased significantly.

"After you fought with the two of them, it was obvious that the look was wrong, just now you came back here and knocked on the wooden fish, and the sound of the wooden fish was chaotic and mixed, but it shouldn't be for the reason for the theft of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!" said the head of the Bodhi Monastery with certainty.

Abbot Xuanci opened his mouth to say something, but his lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything. After a while, he said: "You have also heard about the incident back then, that is, when I led a group of people to ambush a Khitan outside Yanmen Pass. ”

"I know about that, isn't it rumored that they want to come to my Shaolin to steal the cheats? Could it be that those two are Khitans. Xuanling said coldly.

"I did something wrong, I thought it was my friend who had mistaken someone else's words, so I sent the wrong message to me. Now it seems that I am afraid that I want to go wrong, my friend back then, I am afraid that he did not have any good intentions at the beginning. Xuan Ci said with a sad expression.

After thinking for a while, Xuanling spoke: "Your friend is not the Murong Clan, Murong Bo, who has been killed for a long time?"

Xuan Ci saw that he had already guessed who it was, so he no longer hid it: "Originally, I felt that something was wrong after the ambush at Yanmen Pass, and I came back to ask him about it, but I didn't expect him to have died violently, so I had to give up on this matter." But yesterday I found two black-clothed people in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and one of them was very similar to him in some details of his body shape and martial arts, although I had not used the Murong family's peerless knowledge, but I had known him for a year or two, and I still felt that there was a feeling. ”

Xuanling said with some surprise: "Are you saying that Murong Bo faked his death and got out, just because of these things, he faked his death and got out." ”

"That's why I was convinced that he was dead. But he didn't expect that he could really rest assured that his teenage son would support the Murong family alone and fake his death to escape. Xuan Ci said.

"Then there is another one, listening to the tone of your voice, the other one may also know each other. Xuanling asked in a somewhat urgent tone.

"The other one is probably the Khitan we ambushed at Yanmen Pass. Xuan Ci said with some uncertainty.

"That Khitan man, is it Xiao Feng's father? According to that, it was not wrong for you to ambush him back then. Xuanling was shocked.

"The same cannot be said. He didn't do any of these things when we ambushed him. We thought that he was going to learn Shaolin martial arts and ambush him and he secretly learned Shaolin martial arts The causal connection between who is the cause and who is the effect, I'm afraid it's really hard to tell, it's all bad fate!"

Xuanling over there also stopped talking, even if this matter is true, what can Shaolin do! Not to mention, saying that Murong Bo is not dead, the people on the rivers and lakes believe it or not. and Xiao Feng's father, who is even more indescribable. Anyway, in the end, this matter still has to be decided by the abbot, and Xuanling simply doesn't care, and goes directly back to Bodhi Academy to continue to do his own thing.

Xuan Ci inside was still thinking about why Murong Bo deceived himself in the first place, was there a hidden secret, or was he like this. If he is like this, it is also a deception to say that he can't be friends with him before.