But he said that Xuanbei left Yanziwu the same day after receiving the letter. Then the horse stopped and rushed to Dali day and night.
When we arrived at a small forest only ten miles away from Shenjie Temple in Luliangzhou, we didn't want to stay any longer. We wanted to rush directly to Shenjie Temple. After meeting up with two Shaolin Xu disciples, we went straight to Dali City to help the Duan family. , but unexpectedly met the most unexpected person here.
But under the moonlight, he saw a figure coming slowly above the official road in the forest. When Xuanbei stepped forward, he could see clearly that the person who came was handsome and graceful. The only pity was that his face was pale and seemed to be... He has just recovered from a serious illness and looks like a sick man. It was Murong Fu (Cheng Qian) who had been waiting for many days in Yanziwu without any sign of him.
Seeing that Murong Fu (Cheng Qian) had arrived, Xuanbei said without thinking too much: "Amitabha, unexpectedly it was Murong's benefactor. The poor monk had been harassing the benefactor at Yanziwu for several days. After not seeing the donor return for a long time, he left on his own. Unexpectedly, We met here by chance."
At this time, the moonlight shone on Murong Fu's face (Cheng Qian), and a trace of purple energy flashed across his face that should have been pale.
Before Xuanbei could react, he saw purple energy quickly covering Murong Fu's face, and Murong Fu said as if he was unconscious: "Master, please don't misunderstand, you and I did not meet here by chance, but I have been waiting here for a long time." Just because the master came in a hurry and left in a hurry. I wonder if my Murong Mansion did not entertain the master well and neglected the master?"
A weird atmosphere spread in the air. Xuanbei was shocked to see that the purple energy on Murong Fu's face had dissipated, and a healthy red color appeared on his pale face. At the same time, I was shocked in my heart. I couldn't help but secretly exercise my power to be vigilant, but my face was calm: "Amitabha, Mr. Murong, you don't need to be so concerned. But I received a letter from the temple earlier, saying that the "four evil people" of Xixia Yipintang went south and wanted to It was not good for the Duan family in Dali, so I didn’t have time to leave a letter, so I rushed to Dali day and night to help him.”
Suddenly the conversation changed: "I just don't know why Donor Murong is here alone again? You must know that the dew is heavy at night, but the Donor should take more care of himself."
When Cheng Qian saw Xuan Bei, he couldn't help but smile: "Ha, the master is worthy of being an eminent monk of the generation, and he is truly compassionate. After tonight, the master will be reborn in the Paradise of Paradise, yet he still worries about the situation of others."
Xuanbei held the Zen staff in his hand and knew clearly that he would never be able to escape from this battle: "It seems that what the poor monk knows has led to murderous intentions. The donor is here tonight to ambush and kill the poor monk, but he didn't know that he would end up here tonight. Who else is a master here? Is it Deng Baichuan? Is it Gong Yeqian, or is it the four masters of yours who are here?" After saying that, he used the Zen staff in his hand to perform the "Great Wei Tuo" of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin. "Pestlet" is ready to go, to find a way to survive.
But Cheng Qian smiled and said: "Master, a great monk, how can I pretend to be someone else's? The only ones who are here today are you and me."
Xuanbei didn't wait to tell whether this was true or not, he immediately took up the Zen staff in his hand and hit Murong Fu (Cheng Qian) with a huge force.
Cheng Qian looked at the Zen staff that was hitting him, moved his palms, and returned all the power of the "Great Skanda Pestle" to Xuan Bei.
Xuanbei was hit hard immediately and flew several feet away. Where he was hit, all the bones and tendons on his left side were severed, and all his internal organs were ruptured. I saw him spit out from his mouth with difficulty: "Fight...turn...star...shift" A generation of eminent monks passed away.
After Xuan Bei died, Cheng Qian did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he said to the dark depths of the jungle: "He is dead, why don't you come out?"
Suddenly, a monk in gray clothes walked out of the depths of the jungle, "It seems that everyone in the world has underestimated Mr. Murong. Who would have thought that the head of the Murong family, who was suffering from a long illness, would actually be a peerless master?" "
"Everyone in the world is ignorant. They will only believe what they want to see. Just as they didn't expect that I know martial arts, how could they have imagined that the previous head of the Murong family, who was declared dead long ago, would actually hide in the Shaolin Temple?"
The monk in gray shuddered and then took off his mask. It was Murong Bo who should have been dead for many years. "When did you know this?"
"After I made a mistake in that practice, during the healing period, I thought about the situation that day, and I got a rough idea."
"Then let me ask you again, did you know that Emperor Song was planning to attack my Murong family?"
"I knew the news as early as ten days ago. Emperor Song wanted to implement the New Deal, but he was afraid that the state treasury would not have enough money and food, so he set his sights on my Murong family, who is extremely wealthy."
"Then what's your response?"
"As early as when the Empress Dowager was critically ill, I secretly moved the factories and funds under my Murong family's name overseas. Even if the little emperor does it now, what he will get is some useless goods."
"So you were already prepared. Even so, how are you going to deal with this?" After saying that, Murong Bo pointed at Xuan Bei's body.
Cheng Qian said with a smile: "What does it have to do with me, Murong Fu?"
"In that case, let me take care of your important business. I don't believe that you are here just to kill Xuan Bei and miss me."
"I'm here to leave something to you." After saying that, Cheng Qian took out a scroll from his sleeve and handed it to Murong Bo, "I hope you can let all the people on this scroll die by yourself. Under the famous stunt."
He took the scroll with Murong Bo, opened it and looked at it, he couldn't help but said in surprise: "Oh, there are many allies of your business alliance here, why do you even want to get rid of these people?"
Cheng Qian said calmly: "It's just a bunch of abandoned children. The reason why we raise them is for today's use. You just say whether to do it or not."
Murong Bo smiled and said: "Hahahaha, of course we have to do it. It seems that my son has already planned it, but there is no need for me to worry anymore."
"When the matter is finished, we will return to Yanziwu and wait for my next notification."
"I know, after all, I haven't seen my grandson or granddaughter even once. When this matter is over, I will go back and enjoy family happiness."
"Then goodbye, father."
After saying "Okay", Murong Bo used his Qinggong skills and flew away, disappearing into the depths of the jungle.
Afterwards, Cheng Qian started his Qinggong and headed east. At the same time, he secretly said in his heart that it was time to speed up his understanding of the Six Disasters Forbidden Techniques.
