Chapter 96: Accepting his disciple Yue Fei, the twenty-three outstanding monks Xuancheng angrily reprimanded Xuanci! (Ten thousand words chapter)
Although he made a plan to go to Shaolin, Xu Xing did not lead the group to set off immediately, not only because Qiao Feng and others were seriously injured and needed a period of recuperation before they could make the long journey.
There is another important reason:
After finally fighting a hearty victory, how could there be no celebration?
At least that's what Qiao Feng thinks.
After the war ended, Qiao Feng's heartstrings gradually relaxed.
Seeing these old friends who risked their lives and traveled thousands of miles to come to his aid, the chief helmsman, no matter how deep he was, could not help but feel emotional.
What's more, Qiao Feng is not the kind of person who likes to keep his emotions secret.
Therefore, with a wave of his hand, he took everyone to the wine shop to start celebrating.
However, before leaving, Qiao Feng specifically ordered Liang Dian to use a secret method to burn Murong Fu's body into ashes.
He wanted to carry the ashes with him until the world was at peace one day, and then send them back to Murong's house in Gusu.
When Xu Xing asked him why he did this, Qiao Feng just sighed and said with emotion:
"When I was young, I was indeed as famous as Mr. Murong, and the Beggar Clan at that time was indeed not worthy of being compared with the Murong family.
So, in fact, it was me and the Beggar Clan who took advantage of the Murong Family.
Even if it was just because of this relationship, I should give him a decent ending. What's more, I could see that he didn't want to harm me just now, but just wanted to die by my hands.
Alas..."
Speaking of this, Qiao Feng sighed again and said with emotion:
"He was dragged down by his family's reputation and ended up in this situation. Fame and wealth are really harmful."
Hearing Qiao Feng's words, the others were a little emotional. They recalled Murong Fu's story, and they felt that in addition to being ridiculous, there was also an indescribable sadness.
Fame in the world is something that once a person in the martial arts has been burdened with, he will never be able to get rid of it and will have to fight for it throughout his life.
If Murong Fu was like this, how could they not be the same?
After all, they are all poor people who can't help themselves.
It's just that Murong Fu got lost in it and lost his identity, which is why it ended so carelessly.
Thinking of this, everyone's dislike of him faded away. Jiumozhi took the initiative and cremated Murong Fu's body with a "flaming knife" and recited a rebirth mantra for him.
After handling this matter, Qiao Feng led a dozen experts and left the place in a mighty manner. After walking for dozens of miles, he finally found a country wine shop that was still in business.
Since there have been so many martial arts people coming and going these days, this boss is obviously a man who has seen the world.
So even though almost all of Qiao Feng's group had blood on their bodies, he still received them as usual without batting an eyelid.
It was only when he saw Duan Yu and Xiao Jianseng, two handsome young men with completely different temperaments from the others, that the boss' eyes moved, and he knew that these people were not ordinary gangsters in the mountains.
——A young man with such a formidable temperament must have a different background and extraordinary experience, otherwise he would never be able to develop such magnanimity.
However, if Duan Yu and Xiao Jianseng stood out from the crowd, then Xu Xing, who came in behind, was completely unique, and his handsome appearance immediately eclipsed the two of them.
The boss has been in business for decades and has met countless people from all over the world, but he has never seen such a... beautiful person.
After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of a suitable adjective, so he could only use beautiful instead.
After everyone came in, the boss noticed that behind Jiumozhi, there was actually an unconscious and charming beauty on his back.
Noticing Jiumozhi's conspicuous lama attire and Wu Xingyun's cold and beautiful face, a flash of horror flashed across the boss's eyes, his words became more respectful, and his behavior became more careful.
A boss who dares to open a wine shop in the countryside of this world naturally has some unique skills, and this boss is no exception.
Twenty years ago, he was also a well-known figure in the world and had quite a lot of experience, so he knew one thing:
To be able to rob such a stunning woman and move through the city with such swagger, he must be a criminal thief who is used to licking blood with his knife tip, and he will never be punished.
Everyone didn't care about the boss's psychological changes. They just sat down and geared up to celebrate.
The content of the celebration is very simple, nothing more than four words:
Drink wine and eat meat.
When it comes to drinking, Qiao Feng, Yan Zhao, and Zhui Ming naturally do their part. Shen Huchan and Zhan Seng are also very happy when they hear this.
Qiao Feng recalled that during his previous visits to the Shenhou Mansion, he had not been able to enjoy the drinks with Xu Xing, so he pulled him to his table, hoping to take advantage of today's happy event to have a good drink.
Needless to say, Qiao Feng Zhuiming, the three great drinkers of Yan and Zhao, and the rest of them, Shen Huchan and Zhan Seng, were also addicted to alcohol as much as their lives.
Everyone else had heard of the reputation of this group of people who were good at drinking, and they did not dare to come forward to invite a fight. They all distanced themselves from them and sat down separately.
Only Duan Yu, who was still thinking about the embarrassing incident where he was forced to lie down by Qiao Feng and others last time, took the initiative to step forward.
He secretly thought to himself, I have made great progress these days. Even if I lose, I will not make the same mistakes as last time. Now that the senior brother, the leader, and Gang Leader Qiao are all here, I can just regain my position!
With this in mind, Duan Yu sat down at the table and drank three gulps of wine. Finally, he was carried away with iron hands and thrown aside, continuing to talk drunkenly.
Duan Yu would never dare to use his inner strength to force himself to drink in front of his senior brothers and respected people like Qiao Feng and Xu Xing, and because he wanted to express himself too much, he drank three jars of wine at once, which would make him fall down.
Seeing that Duan Yu, who had volunteered, was so helpless, everyone at the table burst into laughter, the atmosphere became more and more lively, and the wine fight was hearty.
In fact, whoever is qualified to sit at this table is not a master among masters. A little alcohol is not a concern at all, as the internal energy will dissipate as soon as it is flushed.
It's just that the drunkard's intention is not in drinking, but in brotherhood and morality.
Since there is love and righteousness, even if there is only some bad wine, it will not prevent everyone from enjoying themselves.
On the other side, Xiao Jianseng and others also mingled with the Beggar Clan and Su Mengzhen, drinking and drinking together, and it was very lively.
Only Jiumozhi, Liang Dian, and Cai Kuang, three tantric lamas who did not drink and did not like chatting with others, gathered together alone and actually exchanged ideas on how to transform Wu Xingyun on such an occasion.
Xiao Jianseng and others started to show differences as they drank.
These people used to work undercover under the general, and they were walking on thin ice, and their temperaments were as deep and restrained as the others.
But now that they were suddenly liberated, these former undercover agents were more open-minded than the rest of the Beggar Clan.
Even the gloomy and unpredictable Yang Zhao, after drinking a few bowls of wine, started singing to the sky, angrily scolding traitors and traitors, and was so impassioned that it was difficult to control.
Xiao Jianseng, who was usually cold, arrogant and as cold as an iceberg, slapped the table and loudly echoed his sworn brother.
At the beginning of the two of them, Laughing Aunt, Zhang San's father, and Su Mengzhen were not to be outdone and scolded them continuously.
After the quarrel, even Liang Dian and Cai Kuang, who had a fierce fight with Jiumozhi, joined in, their faces glowing red, and they cursed heartily.
In the end, Jiumozhi was the only healthy monk who did not drink, squatting at the threshold, looking at them as they continued to curse the barbarians, with an embarrassed look on his face.
It was not a topic for him, a Tibetan, to participate in or not to participate in. In the end, he could only face Wu Xingyun and figure out how to convert the master of the Lingjiu Palace according to Xu Xing's requirements without harming him. mind.
——Otherwise, add a hoop to her?
While Jiumozhi was concentrating on his research, the yelling in the wine shop became louder and louder, and could be heard even a mile away.
Among them, almost all of the Zizai Sect had temporary posts in the imperial court. Needless to say, the elders of Liang Dian and Cai Kuang had participated in the reform and were still worried about state affairs.
Su Mengzhen was even more miserable. His father had always been interested in the Song Dynasty and could not look south for the king's master. Instead, he was implicated and his family was ruined.
He didn't say it on weekdays, not because Su Mengzhen didn't hate it, but because he knew it was useless.
Now that there is an occasion like this, even a person as profound as him can't help but vent his inner frustrations.
At this time, Xu Xing was drinking and boxing with War Monk and Shen Huchan. One against two, he was not losing at all. When he saw this scene, he looked over and felt quite emotional.
When he read novels in his previous life, he already had an overall understanding of the world of the Northern Song Dynasty written by Teacher Wen. He knew that this was a place where righteousness was not clear, good roads were not promoted, traitors were in power, and evil spirits were rampant.
When Xu Xing came to this world that merged the creations of Teacher Jin and Teacher Wen, his understanding deepened.
Knowing is knowing, seeing is seeing, the impact is completely different.
Xu Xing had just arrived in this world. On his way to Beijing, he saw dozens of beasts who used martial arts to do evil, so he went on a killing spree.
After arriving at the Shenhou Mansion, from the daily chats between Zhuge Zhengwo, Tie Shou and others, Xu Xing gained a deep understanding of how rotten the world had become.
Due to the advanced martial arts in this world, those who do evil things and harm the common people will cause more disasters than Xu Xing can imagine.
Based on his determination, when he heard about this kind of thing, he was filled with anger and indignation, and he wanted to rush out and start killing again.
This is also one of the reasons why Xu Xing went to the Prime Minister Fu Zongshu’s house brazenly:
——He had really endured it for too long and could no longer hold back his murderous intent.
However, thinking of this, Xu Xing turned his head, glanced at these old and new friends around him, and laughed again.
——At the very least, he is not without like-minded people in this world.
Just looking at their laughter, Xu Xing felt that everything he did was worthwhile and meaningful.
People who uphold integrity, do good deeds, and practice chivalry should hold their heads high, live openly, and always live happily and happily.
Everyone was cursing and cursing, and suddenly they saw a young man slamming the wine bowl into pieces, then slapping the table, standing up, roaring at the top of his lungs, and speaking his mind:
"Fuck the court! Fuck Cai Jing!"
After shouting this sentence, the originally chaotic hall suddenly fell silent.
The owner of the wine shop immediately ducked under the counter, covered his ears, and looked pale. He knew that he would never be able to continue his business.
——Who dares to scold the imperial court in public, or even scold Taishi Cai, who is not a lawless and unscrupulous bandit?
How can he keep his wine shop open after receiving such people today?
However, despite being frightened, the boss didn't feel much anger in his heart. Instead, he felt relieved and felt an indescribable joy.
There are two reasons for this:
One:
Anyone who dares to scold Cai Jing can't be too bad no matter how bad he is. At least he doesn't have to worry too much about being ruined by these charlatans today.
Second:
What Cai Jing and other national thieves did was seen by everyone in the world, and even hurt, but most people dared to be angry and dare not speak out.
Now seeing a hero who dares to be angry and speak out, even a usually cautious businessman like him, can't help but feel a little inspired.
Qiao Feng, Zhui Ming and others, who had just been immersed in the wine fight, also looked over and looked at the young man who suddenly became violent.
In the battle just now, Xu Xing only took a brief look at everyone's faces and didn't pay too much attention to everyone. Now when he looked at this young man again, he immediately noticed the difference.
He felt an unparalleled familiarity from this person, as if the two had just met at this time, but they had been connected for a long time.
That young man is naturally Yue Fei.
When everyone saw him like this, the young man who dared to act crazy because of his drunkenness immediately blushed and sat down.
He originally wanted to pick up the wine bowl to hide his expression, but when he stretched out his hand, he found it was empty, and then he remembered that he had just smashed the bowl.
In the silence, Duan Yu, who was originally lying on the table, stood up with the sound, kicked the wine table in front of him, and shouted:
"Yeah, just fuck him!"
This kick unintentionally moved with real force, and the entire wine table seemed to have been cut by an invisible sword. It immediately fell into pieces and shattered into several wooden pieces, scattered on the ground.
Hearing these words, the person who couldn't hold back the most was no one else, but Duan Yu's senior brother Shen Huchan.
Even if this tiger-like man faces an enemy ten times his own, he can face the enemy calmly without changing his expression. Even if he is seriously injured and challenges the three masters of Shenshan Ren, Ye Shenyou, and Multi-finger Tutuo, he can still remain calm. Go around and around, looking for opportunities to win.
But when he saw Duan Yu's appearance, his eyes widened with a look of astonishment on his face, and he froze on the spot.
After watching for a long time, Shen Huchan turned his head, looked at Qiao Feng, then focused on Xu Xing, and said hesitantly:
"Gang Leader Qiao, Leader Xu, this...is what you taught?"
In Shen Huchan's impression, his junior brother had always been a gentle, well-educated and modest gentleman. How could he say such vulgar words?
"Uh..."
Qiao Feng couldn't stand Shen Huchan's gaze. He lowered his head, picked up the wine bowl, looked around, and sighed, not knowing what to say.
Xu Xing looked as if he didn't notice, he just gave a thumbs up and said in approval:
"There is no fist, there is no intention, and there is the true meaning in the unintentional. Xiao Duan's swordsmanship is indeed my true inheritance."
Hearing these words, Qiao Feng and Shen Huchan looked strange at the same time, and Yan Zhao and Zhui Ming were also a little unable to hold back.
They all know that Duan Yu's swordsmanship is the Six Meridians Divine Sword inherited from the Duan family and has nothing to do with the Xiaoyao Sect. Where does the so-called "genuine inheritance" come from?
Besides, you are a barbarian who swings your arms and shakes your fists, how can you talk about swordsmanship?
Only Zhan Monk, who was not very familiar with Xu Xing and Duan Yu, sighed in his heart:
——He is worthy of being the head of the Xiaoyao Sect. Not only is his martial arts practiced to perfection and otherworldly, he even trains his disciples so well.
However, after being speechless for a moment, Qiao Feng suddenly felt like he was standing tall in his head towards Xu Xing.
——Look at how shameless this person is, no wonder he was able to build such a big business as Xiaoyao Sect in such a short period of time.
Shen Huchan didn't expect Xu Xing to have such a solution. After holding it in for a long time, he finally said:
"Master Xu is truly a god."
However, what everyone doesn't know is that although Xu Xing has always been a joking person who likes dry humor, he has always been sincere and upright in his treatment of martial arts, without any pretense.
Duan Yu's skill just now was indeed passed down by him, but it was not from the Xiaoyao Sect, but a skill that Xu Xing himself learned from the "Tianyu Qijian".
In fact, Xu Xing only gave Duan Yu a few words of advice on the way to rescue Qiao Feng.
Even he himself didn't expect that Duan Yu could master this swordsmanship in a short period of time while practicing on the road, and he could perform it well without realizing it, so he had this kind of swordsmanship. sigh.
Hearing Shen Huchan's praise, Xu Xing laughed, picked up the wine bowl, and saluted him from afar:
"Brother Shen is so complimentary, so complimentary, this bowl should be used to celebrate Xiao Duan's martial arts success, for the Zi Zai Sect, and for the Xiao Yao Sect!"
When he said this, Zhui Ming and Yan Zhao also picked up their wine bowls, and Shen Huchan had to drink. Qiao Feng originally wanted to ignore this matter, but actively encouraged him to drink, and the atmosphere became lively again.
After such a fuss, Duan Yu was dragged back by the iron hand again. This time, he was not just drunk, but fell asleep directly.
After drinking for a while, Xu Xing approached Qiao Feng, looked around, and found that Zhui Ming and others were not paying attention, so he asked quietly:
"Brother Qiao, that person just now...is a member of your Beggar Clan?"
Upon hearing this, Qiao Feng's drunken eyes suddenly widened.
Looking at Xu Xing's thief-like demeanor, he immediately understood that the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect was interested in talents, and shouted:
"What are you doing? You're trying to poach me, Tafa, are you the brother who does this?"
Xu Xing rubbed his hands, like an old farmer squatting in the crop field, his face was extremely honest, even showing a shyness that Qiao Feng had never seen before, and he laughed:
"Brother Qiao, Gang Leader Qiao, Brother Qiao, why do you reject people thousands of miles away like this?
You are the majestic chief rudder of the Beggar Clan, co-leader of the ten major branches, and the youngest overlord in the world. You shouldn't have such a superficial view of the clan. ”
Xu Xing slapped several big hats on Qiao Feng without blinking an eyelid.
Qiao Feng couldn't stand flattery the most in his life, not to mention that the one who was praising him now was Xu Xing. He felt goosebumps all over his body and he was sweating.
But despite this, he still insisted on the bottom line.
"No, no, no, no, no, I have decided to absorb this little brother into the Beggar Clan and train him as his heir. Everything else is easy to discuss. This is really not possible."
Having said this, Qiao Feng sighed slightly, his expression became serious, and he said in a harsh voice:
"You also know that in my current situation, no matter what my life experience is, I am not suitable to continue to be a gang leader.
The old gang leader Yin Jian is far away from Qiu. No matter what, I must train a leader for the Beggar Clan who can unite everyone before abdicating.
I think he has this potential. ”
Xu Xing frowned:
"Do you want to take revenge alone after leaving the beggar gang?"
Qiao Feng nodded solemnly, but Xu Xing scolded without hesitation: "Stupid! This beggar gang is the foundation of this gang that you single-handedly built. If you leave, who can control the situation? Wouldn't it make Cai Jing's plan succeed?
No matter how talented this little brother is, he will not be as prestigious as you within ten years. If you want to expect him to take over quickly, it will be fishing in the lake, pulling seedlings to encourage growth, and killing his potential in vain.
I can't accept this kind of thing. ”
Qiao Feng also had concerns in this regard. After Xu Xingyi said this, he was startled, smiled bitterly, and sighed:
"But I am a Khitan after all..."
Xu Xing was so angry that he slapped the table, causing all the wine bowls on the table to bounce. He ignored the surprised looks from everyone and said angrily:
"Khitan, Khitan, bullshit Khitan!"
Xu Xing stood up and said with an angry smile:
"If you could choose your birth and fate, I wouldn't stand in front of you today. What happened to the Khitan people?
You are a gang of fucking beggars, not a gang of fucking Central Plains or Han people. I don’t believe it. There are no poor people or beggars in the Liao Kingdom? ”
After saying that, Xu Xing picked up a puddle of wine, drank it down, wiped the corners of his mouth, pointed at Qiao Feng's nose, and scolded:
"I'm telling you, if you, Qiao Feng, are a good man with ambition and are willing to think about the Beggars' Gang and the righteousness of the world, then you can make the Beggars' Gang bigger and stronger, and be the leader of Liao, Jin and Xixia. , even to the Western Regions! ”
Even Tie Shou, Qiao Feng, and Duan Yu, who were most familiar with Xu Xing, did not expect that this friend who had always been quite calm and occasionally lamented but never felt sad could have such a fierce side.
Being scolded by Xu Xing, Qiao Feng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he lowered his head and began to think deeply.
It was not just him who was meditating, but also everyone else.
Although they were not members of the Beggar Clan, they couldn't help but feel shocked when they heard the question "Are there no poor people or beggars in Liao?" They felt that Xu Xing's words were simply shocking.
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The person who was most shocked was Yue Fei.
Regardless of the occasion and identity, he picked up a wine jar and moved towards where Xu Xing was. His eyes were shining, and his face turned red with excitement. He held it in for a long time before he said a few words:
"Xu, Master Xu, I respect you!"
Yue Fei didn't wait for Xu Xing's reply, raised his head, and immediately drank the full jar of wine.
When Xu Xing saw him like this, he just thought it was funny, so he raised a jar and said with a smile:
"Little brother, although you are young, you can step forward and help Gang Leader Qiao. Your courage is incredible. In time, you will definitely be a super talent.
In this world, I also respect you, your courage and ambition! ”
After finishing speaking, Xu Xing lifted the wine jar with one hand, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
When Xu Xing performed the same movements, he moved with ease and ease, and had a free and easy demeanor, which was much better than that of Yue Fei, a slightly immature young man.
Yue Fei stood aside with his hands down, his heart still agitated. Although he had only entered the martial arts world not long ago, he had also heard of the great reputation of the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect.
Killing Fu Zongshu and Zhan Heiguang, beheading Ding Chunqiu, seizing Langhuan Blessed Land, slaughtering Ling Jingwei, and occupying Chaotian Villa, all these are great events, which are enough to make the world's warriors celebrate endlessly.
Apart from this brilliant record, what Yue Fei admires the most is what Xu Xing said just now.
His mind was full of random thoughts and he couldn't hide them on his face. Xu Xing could see clearly, but he just smiled and said softly:
"Little brother, what's your name?"
Yue Feiyang said:
"Tangyin Yuefei has met Master Xu!"
Yue Fei? !
When Xu Xing heard the name, he raised his eyebrows and couldn't help laughing.
Just this huge laughter without any inner strength shook the entire wine shop.
The boss behind the counter felt his chest rise and fall, his heart surge, and he felt a sense of generosity flowing through his heart and rising to the sky.
Listening to this laughter, the boss understood that this was a great master that he had never seen before, but at this moment, he could not feel the slightest fear towards him. Instead, he felt a kind of reverence and admiration for him.
After smiling three times, Xu Xing straightened his face, looked at Qiao Feng again, and said in a deep voice:
"Gang Leader Qiao, I'm sorry. This little brother has a close relationship with me. I have accepted this apprentice today.
Although Qiao Feng was still thinking in his mind, when he heard what Xu Xing said, he still raised his head and sighed a few times.
But Xu Xing ignored him, turned to look at Yue Fei, and said with a smile:
"My master's name is Yue Duhai. The first boxing technique I learned was called Yue Family Sanshou. Now that I'm passing it on to you, it can be regarded as returning it to its original owner. Little brother, what do you think?"
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When Yue Fei heard the name "Yue Family Sanshou", something suddenly touched his heart.
It seemed that Xu Xing was not trying to teach him this martial art, but that this martial art was calling him, eager for him to learn it.
Yue Fei turned his head, looked at Qiao Feng, then clasped his fists, bowed deeply to Xu Xing, and said in a deep voice:
"Thank you Master for your love!"
Qiao Feng sighed again, but finally said nothing.
Qiao Feng also realized that what Xu Xing said just now, "to encourage growth and to fish in dry waters" was indeed true.
Even if it was for the inheritance of the Beggar Clan, he should not disregard the future of a young genius and kill Yue Fei's possibility.
Xu Xing explained:
"Gang Leader Qiao, my disciple doesn't want to join your beggar sect, it's just that he doesn't want to repay his kindness.
He knows that if he joins the Beggar Clan, given your character, you will definitely not treat him badly even if it is just for your help today, but this is not exactly what he wants to see. ”
Only then did Qiao Feng realize what Yue Fei meant, and he was very fond of this little brother. He couldn't help but stamp his feet and let out a long sigh.
Hearing Qiao Feng's sigh, Xu Xing winked and laughed again, his laughter hearty and unabashedly proud.
After laughing, he beat his chest and sighed:
"Alas, this kid has such a bad temper at a young age, and he doesn't know whether it will be a blessing or a curse in the future."
Qiao Feng immediately turned as dark as the bottom of a pot and turned his head away, not wanting to see Xu Xing's current expression.
Yue Fei heard this with a vague understanding, and really thought that Xu Xing was beating him, so he nodded violently a few times to show that he was taught:
"Master's lesson is correct."
Xu Xing was just joking, but when he saw how naive he was, his mood became even brighter. Jiumozhi and other members of the Xiaoyao Sect came over and congratulated him repeatedly:
"Congratulations, Master, for getting a great disciple today!"
Xu Xing waved his hand and took all the congratulatory photos, then comforted Qiao Feng and said:
"Gang Leader Qiao, why is this necessary? When my disciple completes his studies, then let him go to your Beggar Gang to find a job like Brother Yan. Wouldn't it be the same?
If you want to pass the Beggars Gang leader to him, I have no objection at all. ”
Xu Xing was just joking, but Qiao Feng really showed emotion and murmured:
"It's a good idea. Your martial arts and intelligence, Xu Tafa, are ten times better than mine. You can be used by my Beggar Clan to train a new leader."
Xu Xing was shocked when he heard this.
It was the first time that everyone saw him showing this look, and they laughed more and more happily.
So, the meal lasted until dawn before it was over.
Early the next morning, Xu Xing and others packed their things and prepared to leave. Jiumozhi took out a Buddhist treasure and paid the bill for everyone.
In fact, yesterday the boss was listening to people talking behind the counter and recognized their identities.
In his excitement, he came to offer several bowls to Qiao Feng and Xu Xing. Now that Jiumozhi had to pay the bill, he couldn't bear it.
The boss straightened his clothes, cupped his fists in front of everyone, and smiled extremely freely:
"Today I have the honor to meet such great heroes as Xiao Ke. It is a lifelong blessing for Xiao Ke. If I continue to charge money, you will look down on me and be unwilling to make me a friend."
Everyone looked at each other and burst into laughter. Although the boss insisted on refusing, Qiao Feng, Xu Xing, and Su Mengzhen kept insisting
In the end, Qiao Feng and Su Mengzhen taught many secret codes of the Beggar Gang and Jinfeng Xiaoyulou, while Xu Xing handed him an iron plate with the word "Xiaoyao" engraved on it.
Finally, Qiao Feng said seriously:
"I hope you can be of use to us one day in the future."
The boss, who has passed his destiny, now looks like a young man entering the world for the first time. He is extremely excited and says loudly:
"Gang Leader Qiao, Leader Su, Leader Xu, you have a safe journey!"
Finally, he mustered up the courage to spit out:
"I wish you can really fuck Cai Jing's mother one day!"
Everyone was stunned, looked at each other and smiled.
They respected each other and said goodbye to each other in the sound of blessings.
After they broke up in the wind.
Although this is just a chance meeting that may never happen again, they both feel their hearts are burning, and they will not forget each other's expectations and high hopes.
Perhaps, this is what Jianghu should really look like.
Songshan.
The mountain is steep and the peaks are undulating, surrounded by banners, and like a vajra arhat respecting the creation of heaven and earth, guarding Shaoshi Mountain in the middle and the temple standing among the green pines and cypresses.
It is the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism, Northern Shaolin.
Compared with the Southern Shaolin of the Ming Dynasty that Xu Xing had visited before, this place is more majestic, majestic, and extremely spectacular.
Except for the particularly splendid main body of the Shaolin Temple in the center, courtyards, pavilions, and even spacious martial arts arenas are scattered throughout the peaks of Songshan Mountain.
At a rough glance, there may be hundreds or thousands of various buildings, just like the so-called Buddha Land Mandala in the Buddhist scriptures.
This is also a common feature of the base areas of martial arts forces in this world.
Because there are so many warriors and they are so powerful, they have transformed the natural environment far better than the world of the Ming Dynasty. In order to facilitate martial arts practice, they often occupy an extremely large area.
Of course, in terms of the vastness of the area and the size of the site, if you look around the world, only Wudang Mountain, which is the origin of Taoism, can rival Shaolin Temple, and even Piaomiao Peak of Tianshan Mountain is inferior.
Master Tianzheng, the previous generation abbot of Shaolin Temple, was once known as the "Three Heavenly Pillars of the Martial Arts" together with Taichan Zhenren, the headmaster of Wudang Mountain, and Qiu Wuyi, the veteran leader of the Beggar Clan.
Unfortunately, during the chaos of the Power Gang, three people died one after another.
The difference is that the beggar gang was established due to Qiu's inadvertent intention, and there is no systematic and complete system.
Therefore, after Qiu Wuyi's death, the Beggar Clan seemed to be divided, and the Beggar Clan's disciples were a mixed bag.
If the hero Xiao Qiu Shui had not taken good care of the Beggar Gang because he was grateful for fighting side by side with Qiu Wuyi, I am afraid that this huge Beggar Gang would have fallen apart before the previous gang leader Wang Jiantong came to power.
But Tianzheng and Taichan are different. They achieve each other with the sect, or in other words, it is the sect that achieves them.
Therefore, although the two masters died in battle, Shaolin and Wudang were not injured.
After all, Shaolin also has the "Five Elders Who Hug the Disabled", who can join forces to restrain Yan Kuangtu, and Wudang also has the equally famous "Sanjiu Zhenren".
In addition to these high-end combat capabilities, the two factions also inherited the inheritance in an orderly manner, and the mechanism for cultivating talents was also quite sound. They quickly completed the replacement in a short period of pain.
Before Shaolin's "Five Elders with Disability" completely withered, the eminent monks of the Xuan generation had gradually grown up and became the pillars of Shaolin Temple, enough to support the school and keep the reputation of the ancestral temple of Zen Buddhism intact.
In fact, the reason why Shaolin and Wudang were not selected into the "Four Wonders of the World" is because their status in the world is so transcendent that they do not need any prefixes or descriptions.
The simple four words Shaolin and Wudang are enough.
The various secret techniques of the two major martial arts holy places have become popular in the world, and any martial arts practitioner can master them.
Even superior martial arts such as Wudang's "Tai Chi Sword" and "Shaolin's Seventy-Two Special Skills" can be seen everywhere.
Over the past few hundred years, every talented martial artist who has created his own martial arts, and even the peerless master who established a sect, has more or less understood the martial arts originated from these two families.
It can be said that they are the solid foundation of the towering martial arts in this world, and they will surely grow with the development of martial arts and be famous for generations.
Compared to the cold peak of the world, this is undoubtedly a greater and more commendable achievement.
Moreover, although Shaolin has always kept a low profile and does not participate in martial arts competitions, it is not that no peerless figures have been born since Master Tianzheng.
In the past, among the eminent monks of the Xuan generation of Shaolin, there was an unparalleled genius who was so talented that he mastered twenty-three Shaolin stunts at a young age.
This person's dharma name is Xuancheng, and he is known as the "Twenty-Three Supreme Monks". The Shaolin Temple has been established for hundreds of years, and he is the only one who can possess the twenty-three unique skills.
Almost everyone believes that this is a natural Buddhist disciple who is better than Master Tianzheng, and even better than the "Five Elders with a disability", and is destined to make Shaolin prosperous for another hundred years.
It's a pity that I heard that because of his high talent and enthusiasm, he went crazy while practicing kung fu, so that his kung fu disappeared. After that, he stopped practicing martial arts and concentrated on Buddhism. However, he died due to an old injury.
However, even so, Shaolin's heritage still attracts the attention of the heroes.
A "twenty-three master monk" is already so terrifying. Who knows how many masters there are in Shaoshi Mountain?
During the years when Xuancheng's reputation was at its peak, there were even rumors that even an old man in the Shaolin Temple who swept the floor of the Sutra Pavilion was an unparalleled master.
Of course this is just a joke, but it is enough to show the respect and fear that martial arts people have for Shaolin Temple.
However, the Shaolin abbot at this time was not as peaceful as many people in the martial arts world imagined.
On the contrary, now he is quite anxious, not only indecisive, but even in a dilemma.
The main hall is solemn and solemn. Under the golden lacquered Buddha, the current abbot, Master Xuanci, sits cross-legged on a futon, with his left hand supporting his knees and his right hand silently twisting the rosary. His face is dark and unclear, and his thoughts are deep.
After Xuanci sat cross-legged for a while, a tall and thin old monk broke in angrily from outside the palace and shouted:
"Abbott! What's going on over there with Feng'er?!"
The old monk's voice was extremely powerful and swaying, and even the golden lacquered Buddha statue behind Xuanci was shaken slightly, which shows the depth of his inner strength and his profound merits.
Xuanci, however, remained unmoved. When the old monk came in, he did not defend himself. He just nodded and admitted:
"This matter was indeed spread by me."
After hearing the news, the old monk traveled thousands of miles and rushed back to Shaolin Temple to investigate the crime.
On the way, he imagined many scenarios, but what he didn't expect was that Xuanci would admit it so straightforwardly.
After being stunned for a moment, the old monk looked sad, stamped his feet and sighed:
"Brother, Feng'er is an upright person. Even if he knew his origin, he would never do anything wrong. Why would you force him to this point!"
The old monk was Qiao Feng's mentor, Xuan Ku. Although he respected this abbot brother the most in his life, and he practiced Buddhism very deeply and was able to restrain his emotions and desires, he still couldn't help but speak with resentment at this time.
Just because the one who is suffering now is not him, but his most beloved disciple!
Xuanci didn't dare to look at Xuanku's face. He just lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head. After chanting the Buddha's name a few times, he sighed deeply and said in a concentrated voice:
"Junior brother, this is what that person meant. With his power and his kindness to the Shaolin Temple, how can I violate it?"
"It's him?!"
Xuanku suddenly raised his head, obviously realizing who the person in Xuanci's mouth was. After exclaiming, he stamped his feet and said:
"Even if it is his request, how can it be like this?
Since he left Shaolin, he has become more and more unscrupulous in his actions, but senior brother, you and I are still Buddhists, this move, this move..."
Xuan Ku looked at Xuan Ci's extremely weathered and lonely face. In the end, he couldn't say those fierce words, so he could only roll his sleeves bitterly and let out a long sigh.
Xuanci whispered:
"Feng'er's identity has other uses for him. He also promised me that he would not kill Feng'er easily."
"Promise?" Xuan Ku finally couldn't help it anymore and laughed angrily, "Senior brother is actually making idiotic lies. For a person like him, who only values practical benefits, how can he care about a small guarantee?!"
Xuanku lowered his head again, looked at Xuanbei, and said word by word:
"Senior brother, don't you know that the reason why he set up this situation was because he wanted Zhuge Shenhou?
Everyone knows that although the Shenhou Mansion and the Beggar Clan are in the temple and the rivers and lakes, they are inseparable. If you want to overthrow the Shenhou Mansion, you must first eliminate the Beggar Clan and Feng'er.
If he really takes advantage of this matter to defeat the Shenhou Mansion and harm Mr. Zhuge, how should we, Shaolin, face our fellow martial artists? ! ”
In the end, Xuanku got really angry and stamped his foot on the ground, making a big hole in the solid floor tiles. He scolded with his halberd finger and shouted:
"Brother, you are so confused!"
After finishing speaking, Xuanku stopped talking, glanced at Xuanci for the last time, flicked his sleeves, and stormed out of the Main Hall angrily.
Xuanci just watched this upright junior fellow apprentice leave, sighed deeply, and finally turned his head, looking at the golden Buddha, and said in a sad voice:
"Buddha..."
(End of chapter)