Reborn as Murong Fu: This Time I'm the Protagonist

Chapter 519 Fantasy
Xiao Feng was secretly amazed by the room full of jewels, but he only admired them for a moment before laughing it off, looking away, and walking straight ahead, not taking them to heart at all.

The hall was enormous, and with the mirrors of the surrounding mountains, it stretched as far as the eye could see. Being inside felt like entering a giant maze, as if someone had carved out the entire mountain to create this hall.

Xiao Feng was secretly amazed: "The Free and Unfettered Sect has quite the grand scale. Even just one branch, Lingjiu Palace, is so magnificent and full of experts. In the past, I only thought that Shaolin and the Beggars' Sect were the pillars of the martial arts world, holding the reins of the martial arts world. Now it seems that there are always people more powerful than you. This Mirror Hall alone is even bigger than the venue where all eight branches of the Beggars' Sect gathered at the Mount Tai Conference that year."

Thinking of the Beggars' Sect, I couldn't help but recall the days when I risked my life and shared joys with my brothers in the sect. Recalling the past, I couldn't help but smile. However, when I thought about my own background, I couldn't help but feel sad.

Thinking of how he lost his parents shortly after birth, how the person who raised and nurtured him was the very person he respected most, and how he, as a Khitan, had led the Beggars' Sect to kill countless people from his own homeland over the past decade, he was now homeless, without a country to call home, with no place to call his own in the vast world. Even with his naturally bold and unyielding nature, he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with sorrow and grief.

At this moment, how he wished he had an inn where he could buy twenty catties of strong liquor, drink several large bowls to his heart's content, and ideally, have a haystack where he could lie down and sleep soundly for a whole day and night.

As Xiao Feng was thinking this, his nostrils twitched, and a rich aroma of wine wafted into his nostrils. Xiao Feng was immediately invigorated and followed the scent for several dozen steps. When he stopped and saw the scene before him, he was overjoyed.

On a traditional octagonal table, there was a large plate of braised beef, a plump chicken, still steaming, and three jars of fine wine, one of which had been opened, its aroma emanating from it.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Feng laughed heartily: "It's like someone offering you a pillow when you're sleepy. Right now, even if you offered me a thousand taels of gold, I wouldn't trade a jar of fine wine for it, let alone three jars!"

Xiao Feng smiled as he broke the mud seals on the other two jars of wine, took a deep breath of the aroma, and said with a smile, "Bamboo Leaf Green, Shaodaozi, and Huadiao are all fine wines that have been aged. Lingjiu Palace is truly generous in its hospitality."

As he spoke, he picked up a jar of wine and gulped it down. By the time he put the jar down, it was already half empty.

Xiao Feng was born with a bold and unrestrained spirit. Although the Child Granny had made it clear beforehand that this was a test set up for him, Xiao Feng believed that Lingjiu Palace would never stoop to poisoning the food and drink. Besides, at this moment, even if the wine contained sleeping potion or arsenic, he couldn't care less.

He downed half a jar of strong liquor in two gulps, then grabbed some meat from the table and ate it in large mouthfuls, feeling extremely satisfied and exclaiming, "That's great!"

Xiao Feng downed a jar of strong liquor and couldn't help but sigh softly. Back then, he used to drink and play drinking games with heroes from all walks of life; how lively it was! Now, he was alone in a mountain cave in the Northwest, drinking alone in despair. The past merriment now seemed like a distant, hazy dream.

After his trip to Lingjiu Palace, Xiao Feng would definitely go down the mountain to avenge his parents by finding Xuan Ci. He knew very well what that meant. Xuan Ci was the abbot of Shaolin Temple. Even if he could seek revenge on Xuan Ci, Shaolin Temple would never allow its leader to be killed by an outsider, no matter how many reasons there were.

If that happens, I will inevitably become an irreconcilable enemy of the Shaolin School. Wouldn't that be a betrayal of Master Xuanku's many years of teachings?

Xiao Feng was unaware that there is a principle in the world called "sages judge by their actions, not their intentions."

Imagine if Xuan Ci and others hadn't acted foolishly; Xiao Feng would naturally have grown up peacefully in his homeland. His father, Xiao Yuanshan, as the chief instructor of the Liao army, would naturally have nurtured his son into a capable individual.

Xuanci and his accomplices, knowing full well that they had caused the deaths of Xiao Yuanshan and his wife, still guided Xiao Feng to join the Beggars' Sect, making him an enemy of his homeland. They set up numerous tests and precautions against him, never truly trusting him from the bottom of their hearts. Their intentions are despicable, and their actions are equally reprehensible.

Xiao Feng gulped down the wine, downing three jars of aged liquor, and couldn't help but feel a little drunk. He was usually sober, and in the past, let alone three jars, he could drink ten jars and still be at ease, but because of the depression in his heart, he became drunk on his own, not from the wine.

"Strange, why am I like this today?" Xiao Feng felt five or six parts drunk and staggered to his feet.

In a daze, a room full of mirrors came into view, and Xiao Feng's figure transformed into countless mirrors. In an instant, the entire room was filled with countless burly men.

Xiao Feng stopped, momentarily stunned, and in a daze, the Xiao Feng in the mirror also stared blankly at him.

What kind of person was he? The big man was eight feet tall, his brows were full of weariness from the journey, and his eyes were full of doubt.

"who are you?"

Xiao Feng said in a daze.

"I am Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect!"

The figure moved, and Xiao Feng felt a pang of confusion: "Yes, Qiao Feng. You are Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect. Then who am I?"

The figure sneered, "Qiao Feng, Qiao Feng, Qiao, isn't it just a fake? If it's fake, where is the real one?"

"Yes, the fake one is here, but where is the real one?"

Xiao Feng's eyes lost their focus, and he murmured to himself. In a daze, he caught a whiff of a sweet, delicate fragrance. Xiao Feng felt his body gradually lighten, as if floating on clouds.

Xiao Feng suddenly woke up.

Xiao Feng looked around; it was exactly the same scene as before he fell asleep. The three wine jars were empty, and there was still some uneaten meat on the table. Only the mirrors that had filled the room were nowhere to be seen.

Xiao Feng thought to himself, "Oh no!" He had been sleeping soundly here, but he had no idea how long he had been asleep. How could he have fallen asleep here when he was supposed to be learning martial arts from the Child Granny?
Xiao Feng hurriedly followed the passage forward, and as soon as he stepped out of the hall and pushed open the door, the sunlight outside was blinding.

The old woman, dressed in red, stood on a cliff. Hearing that Xiao Feng had come out, she didn't turn around but coldly said, "You're out?"

Xiao Feng clasped his hands in a salute and said, "Please forgive me, senior. I was a bit too drunk and have kept you waiting for so long. I'm sorry to have taken up your time."

Granny Tong sneered, "Grandma is ninety-nine years old this year, so a little longer won't hurt. It's just that someone is so young, and his parents' great revenge is still unavenged, yet he's hesitating and indecisive. He's not like a real man at all, it's truly disgusting. When you live in this world, you should act according to your heart's desire. What kind of person will he become if he keeps looking back and forth?"

Xiao Feng did not want to argue with Tong Lao, and only said, "Senior's teachings are correct. Please give me more guidance."

Granny Tong sneered, "If you want to learn from Granny Tong, then show me your true skills. Everyone knows that Granny Tong never needs a second move to kill, so I hope you'll make an exception for me. Don't expect Granny Tong to show mercy!"