Train to Another World.

Chapter 282 Literary Fight
Regardless of how the monks decided, Li Zhuoguang would not stop. What was coming would eventually come. In the end, Li Zhuoguang still arrived at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

He did not come alone, as he walked, more and more people followed him. There were no decent entertainment activities these days, and the idle group of martial artists would definitely go to see something exciting if they heard about it.

What's more, the person involved is Li Zhuoguang, who seems to have magical powers, and the Tibetans even regard him as a god.

Along the way, he killed more people than an ordinary person in the martial arts world would kill in his entire life, and the largest number of them were disciples of the Beggars' Sect.

But in the end, the Beggars' Sect not only did not blame him, but also showed gratitude to him. In addition to the Beggars' Sect, most of those who died in his hands were also evil people.

There are rumors that he has long coveted the Shaolin Temple's Yi Jin Jing. At first, some people believed it, but as time went on, people realized that with this person's cultivation, there was no need for the Yi Jin Jing. If the Yi Jin Jing could make such a person covet it, then the Shaolin Temple's monks must be able to subdue dragons and tigers, and their heads must be shining.

But now, this person has made it clear that he wants to visit the Shaolin Temple. The rumor that was almost forgotten now seems to be true.

So a group of people who were eager to watch the fun followed Li Zhuoguang and came to Shaoshi Mountain together.

As soon as he arrived at the Shaolin Temple gate, he saw that it was open. A monk in a cassock had already been waiting here instead of the monk in charge of reception. When he saw Li Zhuoguang coming, he chanted the Buddha's name and called out in a low voice with all his internal energy, "A distinguished guest has arrived!"

Soon, all the high monks of the Xuan generation arrived, except Xuan Cheng who had lost all his martial arts and Xuan Ku who had died. It can be seen that they valued Li Zhuoguang's visit.

The Yi Jin Jing that Li Zhuoguang wanted was now in the arms of the abbot Xuanci. Although everyone agreed that the sect's treasures should not be given to others easily, they did not have a master who could compete with Li Zhuoguang. And Li Zhuoguang was a ruthless person.

In order to prevent the Shaolin Temple, a thousand-year-old temple, from suffering, it was decided that the abbot of the Shaolin Temple would carry the "Yi Jin Jing" with him, and the monks would try their best to deal with the other party. If things failed, they would give the "Yi Jin Jing" away.

Li Zhuoguang dismounted and approached, and all the eminent monks of the Xuan generation were chanting Buddhist mantras.

Li Zhuoguang was too lazy to be polite and said directly: "Master, everyone knows my purpose. I am determined to obtain the Yi Jin Jing. Let's draw a line. Will it be a fight of words or a fight of fists?"

The monks' eyes lit up. There was a way. It was impossible to fight with force. Who could defeat this devil? A fight of words was better. Why would a gentleman resort to violence?

No matter what everyone thought, they could not lose their momentum. Xuan Ci put his hands together and said, "May I ask how about the fight?"

"As for a fight, it means you send out your men to fight me. It's up to you how many you send. It's up to you whether you rush forward all at once or rush forward all at once." When Li Zhuoguang said this, all the martial artists present were shocked.

Although they knew that Li Zhuoguang was very skilled, he was facing Shaolin now, and he actually said such a bold statement. Even the monks in Shaolin who practiced Buddhism all year round were extremely angry at this time.

Even Xuan Ji, who had the most peaceful temperament, almost threatened to start a fight, but he didn't say it because he was stopped by Xuan Ci.

There is a saying in the West that "God cannot bleed", because if he bleeds, it means he will be injured, and as long as he is injured, there will always be a way to defeat him.

Buddhism also has the concept of "the indestructible body of Vajra". If it is "destroyed", it is no longer the "body of Vajra".

Since Li Zhuoguang debuted, he has never lost a single battle, and no one has been able to hurt him. No one knows how strong he is, so Xuanci is naturally unwilling to use the lives of Shaolin monks to test it out.
Xuan Ci then asked, "May I ask how the literary duel is going?"

Li Zhuoguang smiled and said, "The literary duel is just a simple debate on Buddhism, but I haven't studied it too deeply, so I can't compare with you monks. So even if we want to debate, I can only ask the questions and you can answer them.

I ask three questions. If you can't answer two of them, or your answers don't convince everyone present, then you lose."

This seemed simple, but Xuanci was suspicious. Since this person was determined to obtain the Yi Jin Jing, why would he choose a duel that was so advantageous to Shaolin?

But the situation was such that they had no better choice, so Xuan Ci could only reply, "We will choose the literary duel."

Li Zhuoguang shook his head: "You might as well choose a fight. Since you are the abbot, you can debate with me." Xuanci felt something was wrong, but still agreed: "Of course."

Seeing Xuanci agreed, Li Zhuoguang began to ask: "Can you keep the promise of not killing any living thing for the rest of your life?"

These were the ten precepts for monks when they were ordained. Xuanci was no stranger to them. He immediately put his hands together and said, "No, but the people I killed were all extremely treacherous and evil."

Li Zhuoguang waved his hand: "Killing is to protect life, and killing karma is not killing people. I am familiar with this, but unfortunately, you are not worthy."

Li Zhuoguang looked around and saw a few familiar faces. It seemed that they had all received his notification. Li Zhuoguang waved his hand and shouted to the crowd, "Qiao Feng, come here quickly."

"What? Qiao Feng?!"

"Qiao Feng? The former leader of the Beggars' Sect, is he here too?"

"I heard that he resigned from the position of gang leader because he has Khitan blood."

Qiao Feng deliberately hid behind everyone, not wanting to attract attention. But after being discovered by Li Zhuoguang, he could no longer hide, so he came out.

Li Zhuoguang looked at him and smiled, "Have you been to Yanmen Pass?"

Qiao Feng nodded with a heavy face.

"Did you see the stone tablet outside Yanmen Pass?"

Qiao Feng originally wanted to ask him how he knew that, but then he remembered that the Dali royal family had provided a lot of help in his investigation of his life experience, and this man had always been on good terms with the Dali royal family, so it was not surprising that he knew that.

"Would you mind telling us what's written on that stele?"

Although finding irrefutable evidence that he was a Khitan made Qiao Feng confused for a while, he was a very heroic person and would tell anyone anything. He read the inscription in front of everyone: "When Feng'er was one year old, he and his wife went to his grandmother's house for a banquet. On the way, they suddenly encountered a big thief from the Southern Dynasty. The incident happened in a hurry, and my wife and children... were killed by the thief. I don't want to live in this world anymore. My teacher was a Han Chinese from the Southern Dynasty. I swore in front of my teacher that I would not kill Han people. Who would have thought that I would kill more than ten people today? I am ashamed and sad. I will not be able to face my teacher after I die. Xiao Yuanshan's last words."

After reading the inscription, Qiao Feng looked around and said loudly: "My father is Xiao Yuanshan, and I am the one-year-old baby. I am not the Han Chinese Qiao Feng, I am the Khitan Xiao Feng!
Thirty years ago, my parents came home to visit their relatives and were ambushed by a martial arts master from the Central Plains. I was the only one who escaped with my life, and was later entrusted to the adoption of Mr. Sanhuai at the foot of Mount Shaoshi. I confirmed this a few days ago, and this time I returned to the Song Dynasty only to seek justice! "

Although there had been rumors for a long time, the fact that he admitted it now shocked everyone. Who would have thought that the Beggars' Sect, which had been committed to fighting against the Khitans, would be led by a Khitan for eight years.

The blood feud between the Han and Khitan peoples was difficult to resolve. Everyone wanted to curse, but then they remembered the so-called inscription. If the inscription was true, even if the other party was a Khitan, this would be...

Li Zhuoguang continued to add fuel to the fire: "Oh, I forgot to tell you that his father, Xiao Yuanshan, was the chief coach of the Shan Army of Empress Xiao of Liao at that time and now Empress Xiao. He was also highly appreciated by Empress Xiao.

Xiao Yuanshan was very close to the Song Dynasty. His master was from the Song Dynasty, and his wife was also from the Song Dynasty. When he was in power, he was committed to the good neighborly relations between the Song and Liao dynasties, and always worked hard for peace between the two countries. Whenever Liao Dao Zong wanted to use military force against the Song Dynasty, he persuaded him not to do so.

Everyone can recall that the Khitan people's rampant border invasions began thirty years ago."

These idiots didn't even do a background check when they were ambushing people. How can we expect them to get information from the Khitan side?

When everyone present heard who Xiao Yuanshan was, every one of them broke down.

(End of this chapter)