Ranran didn't take a boat, so he took Zhong Ling and sailed away. With a tap of his toes, a little ripple appeared on the lake surface, just like a dragonfly touching water without disturbing a drop of dew.
He walked with his feet on the lake and waded directly through the water. As he moved, his figure was like a ghost, leaving only lingering shadows of clouds and smoke. His figure was like that of an immortal, with an indescribable aura about it. Ethereal and dusty.
In just a moment, the two of them had arrived at the shore. Until they landed on the ground, Zhong Ling still felt as if he was floating.
The breeze was blowing, carrying the fragrance of water chestnut leaves. I randomly took out the manuscript left by Jiumozhi and started to read it.
Zhong Ling followed him, obediently not saying anything, and not asking him where he was going next... The little girl didn't feel left out. After spending time together, she knew that her elder brother Ren was always a very quiet person.
It was nearly noon, Zhong Ling was a little hungry, Diao'er also woke up, but the little traitor climbed onto Random's shoulders again.
The two came to the foot of a hill. Zhong Ling found a family and bought some food. By the way, he asked that this place was called Maji Mountain and it was very close to Wuxi. They headed north and would arrive in Wuxi city soon.
He lowered his head and flipped through the book at will. Zhong Ling followed behind him without saying a word, and suddenly heard an eagle chirp.
Zhong Ling knew that this was Ying'er's warning, which meant that someone was following them. She immediately looked around, but found no suspicious person.
However, at this moment, Ran Ran finally moved his eyes away from the manuscript in his hand.
"Brother Ren, someone is following us, is it the man in gray or the great monk?"
The little girl turned her back, glanced randomly behind her with her big eyes, and said casually: "The person is in front."
After hearing this, the little girl suddenly turned around and saw someone walking out from behind a tree.
This man was dressed in a large black robe, and even though his body was shrouded in black robes, it still showed his burly figure. His face was covered with a black curtain, and his appearance could not be seen clearly, only a pair of eyes were exposed.
And it is those eyes that look extremely complicated when looking at anything, seeming to contain three parts of joy, three parts of excitement, three parts of shock, and one part of disbelief...
Zhong Lingjiao shouted: "Hey, who are you and why are you blocking our way?"
The man in black didn't answer. His eyes kept staring at Ran Ran, and his eyes became more and more complicated... In the end, even his body began to tremble.
Zhong Ling said angrily: "My brother Ren's martial arts is invincible. If you don't want to lose your life, please get out of the way."
The man in black said in a trembling voice: "You...your real surname is Ren?!"
Zhong Ling stopped talking. Apparently she saw that this man had no ill intentions and instead addressed him with honorifics. This man seemed to know her brother Ren.
It was also a bit strange to be arbitrary. Just when he was about to ask a question, the man in black suddenly reached out and pulled away the mask from his face, revealing his appearance.
Seeing this face, Zhong Ling opened his mouth wide...
This was an old man with a curly beard, his beard was whitened, his face was weathered, and he looked very miserable, but there was no need to remember his appearance, both of them knew his identity at a glance.
Zhong Ling exclaimed: "You...you are Brother Qiao and Daddy!"
Ranyi frowned and said, "You are Xiao Yuanshan."
The old man with the beard suddenly burst into tears, and his face became even more excited. His next actions not only shocked Zhong Ling, but also showed surprise in his willfulness.
He suddenly knelt down and shouted in a trembling voice: "Disciple Xiao Yuanshan, pay homage to my mentor!"
When the words are spoken, people are already kowtow.
Zhong Ling's closed mouth opened again, while Xuanyuan frowned and said nothing.
When Xiao Yuanshan raised his head and saw a random look on his face, he seemed to remember something. He stood up and suddenly activated his skills, suddenly took action and raised his hand.
As soon as a ray of finger strength came out of the fingertips, a brave and powerful force came out from the air.
Hearing a "peng" sound, a huge boulder ten feet away from him exploded from the inside, overflowing with energy and shattering rocks flying.
Ran Ran raised his eyebrows and said: "Wan Jie Zhi Jin!"
Xiao Yuanshan said in a trembling voice: "Does your mentor recognize your disciple?"
Ranran didn't answer, but asked: "What other martial arts do you know?"
Xiao Yuanshan said: "Master once taught my disciple the power of the Finger Passing Through the Netherworld, and the art of folding arms and palms."
Nodding slightly, he picked up a gravel with two fingers and flicked it out to him with one finger.
The force of his fingers attached to the gravel, forming an extremely powerful square path that rushed towards Xiao Yuanshan's face!
This seemed to be just a piece of gravel, but in fact it had blocked all his escape routes. No matter how he tried to dodge, it could not arrive as fast as the gravel. Xiao Yuanshan not only couldn't avoid it, but also had to catch it forcefully.
If you want to catch this piece of gravel, there may be only one kind of martial arts in the world.
He pointed directly, as if there was no use of energy or energy at all, and his finger reached nowhere. It seemed that there was no move at all, but there was a profound Zen meaning in his finger. It was like an eternal golden Buddha. The earth cannot move and the sky cannot move.
With a press of his thumb, the gravel was immediately fixed, and the strong energy on the gravel was crushed by his finger, turning the stone into powder.
He shook his head randomly and said with a smile: "It seems that you are really my disciple."
Xiao Yuanshan knelt down again and said in surprise: "My disciple never thought that fifty years later I... I would be able to meet my mentor again. Xiao Yuanshan knelt down to meet my mentor."
Ranran said calmly: "Get up."
Xiao Yuanshan stood up, the excitement in his expression not diminishing.
Xuanyuan didn't want to know why he appeared fifty years ago. He just asked: "Thirty years ago at Yanmen Pass, were you ambushed?"
Xiao Yuanshan's tears fell again and he nodded.
Ranran sighed and said, "Have you found your enemy?"
Xiao Yuanshan hissed: "It's that old thief, Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin!"
Randomly asked: "Where is the man behind Xuanci?"
Xiao Yuanshan bowed and said: "This disciple has been hiding in Shaolin for thirty years, and we still haven't learned about the person who falsely spread the news."
Randomly said: "The Murong family in Gusu is a descendant of Xianbei. In order to revive the Yan Kingdom, Murong Bo came up with a strategy to provoke Song and Liao to war, so that he could take advantage of the opportunity to gain momentum."
Xiao Yuanshan was shocked and resentful, and said: "Master, are you saying that Murong Bo did everything?"
He nodded casually and said, "Murong Bo is not dead. Maybe you have seen him."
Xiao Yuanshan said: "I...I have seen him?"
Randomly said: "He is also hiding in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion."
Xiao Shanyuan's face looked astonished, and he said every word: "It's him!"
He nodded arbitrarily and said: "It seems you have thought of who it is. You want revenge. The Beggar Clan Shaolin is at your disposal. Those people in the past were also allowed to be killed by you, but you cannot die with the Qiao family."
Xiao Shanyuan responded: "Disciple understands."
Ranyi said: "As long as Mr. and Mrs. Qiao don't die, I don't care how you want to take revenge."
Xiao Yuanshan raised his head and looked at Anyan, and said solemnly: "This disciple has been taught by Master, and I have always been grateful. As long as Yuanshan's great revenge is avenged, I... I will take Feng'er to serve Master as a sign of filial piety. "
After saying that, the person knelt down again.
Randomly shook his head and said: "I don't need you to show filial piety. I'm afraid I will still be alive when your father and son die of old age. After revenge, enjoy your family relationship with your son."
After saying that, he took Zhong Ling and took steps forward.
