Zongwu: I, the strongest alchemist, the auction of the heavens

Chapter 44 Gusu, Murong Bo

Chapter 44 Gusu, Murong Bo
This change.

No one present reacted.

"Who is this person? Where did he come from? Didn't the Six Gates control the area nearby? How could someone suddenly appear?"

"Shh, keep your voice down. Don't you see that Liushenmen's face is not looking good anymore?"

"Stop talking. People have different levels of martial arts. A true master wants to hide himself, so ordinary people can't find out. If he has practiced special skills, it's normal that he hasn't been noticed."

Tie Shou's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

The people from their six gates are basically considered elite.

And their four chief constables are the elite among the elite.

Although they are all at the peak of their innate level at the moment.

But they are not very old after all.

In a few years, it would not be impossible to enter the Grandmaster realm.

But that's it.

There were actually people who evaded investigation right under their noses.

And appeared on the scene openly.

It’s a good thing this is in Wudang!

If something happened in the palace.

I'm afraid it will also implicate Uncle Dan.

at this time.

Wuqing was sitting in a wheelchair, waving a folding fan in his hand.

He has a handsome face, and his white clothes make him look gentle and elegant.

Just one glance.

He then understood what Tie Shou was thinking.

"It's not their fault. I have been paying attention to the surroundings before this person appeared."

"If he has not already reached the realm of a land immortal, he must have practiced an extremely advanced breath-holding technique."

“And it has reached perfection.”

"Otherwise it would be impossible for no sound to be revealed."

Tie Shou understood this truth very well.

But I still couldn't help it.

"Even so, it's time to plan some more training in this area."

"The situation at the court is not good."

Wuqing heard this and did not refute.

And at this time on the field.

Qiao Feng and Xuan Ku were also stunned.

Fortunately, they reacted quickly.

Xuan Ku bowed to Xiao Yuanshan and said, "May I know who is the donor?"

No wonder Xuan Ku couldn’t recognize it!

Xiao Yuanshan has been hiding in Shaolin for a long time.

Usually they would sneak into the temple pretending to be monks.

This way it won’t be easily exposed.

To this day, he came to see how Qiao Feng was doing.

So the whole person was dressed in black from head to toe.

Only a pair of eyes were exposed.

Xuan Ku had never seen Xiao Yuanshan before, so he naturally couldn't recognize him just by looking at his eyes.

Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly: "Don't worry about who I am!"

"I just want to ask, who was the person who sent the message to your Shaolin Temple back then?"

He had no good feelings towards Mount Shaoshi.

But it's not his fault.

Although he was born in Khitan.

But he was different from many Khitans.

He once admired the culture of the Central Plains and looked down upon the Khitan's oppression of the Han people.

Later for his wife.

He even swore to heaven that his hands would never be stained with a drop of Han blood.

But it is precisely these Han people.

This bald ass.

He brought people to kill his wife!

But he didn't say.

Xuan Ci was shocked.

He suddenly looked up at the man wrapped tightly in black, and there was an imperceptible tremor in his voice.

"You, you are, Xiao Yuanshan!"

Xuanci fought with Xiao Yuanshan outside Yanmen Pass.

Regarding Xiao Yuanshan’s voice.

Naturally, it is familiar.

Not to mention that after the incident at Yanmen Pass that year, Xuanci was filled with remorse and gradually developed mental demons.

just.

The three words "Xiao Yuanshan" were like a thunderclap in the plain.

Not only the people present, but even Qiao Feng was a little stunned.

Although he knew that Xiao Yuanshan was still alive.

But I didn't expect it.

I actually saw you here.

He took a step forward and looked at Xiao Yuanshan's back: "Are you Xiao Yuanshan?"

Now that his identity was exposed, Xiao Yuanshan no longer concealed it.

He pulled off the mask on his face, revealing a face that was somewhat similar to Qiao Feng.

"That's right, it's me!"

His eyes were sharp, and they were full of hatred as he stared at Xuan Ci.

"Old bald donkey, you didn't expect that for all these years, not only did I not die outside Yanmen Pass, but I have been living in your Shaolin Temple all along."

Xuan Ci didn't care about Xiao Yuanshan's address at all.

His pupils contracted for a long time, but he felt that some invisible shackles had cracked.

"Amitabha."

"Master Xiao, it's great that you are not dead."

Xiao Yuanshan raised his thick eyebrows and said without any politeness: "Old bald donkey, don't think that you can write off what happened in the past just by saying a few hypocritical words."

"I just want to ask you, who was the person who delivered the message to your Shaolin Temple back then?"

"I want to know which bastard dared to plot against me like this."

Xuan Ci was speechless and turned his head to look at Xuan Ku.

Seeing this, Xuan Ku could only sigh and take a step forward.

"In case Mr. Xiao doesn't believe me, I'll tell you about this."

Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly, but didn't say much.

He still had some trust in Xuan Ku.

Xuan Ku then continued, “After the incident at Yanmen Pass, our senior brother felt that something was wrong.”

"If Mr. Xiao's target was Shaolin Temple, the troops he brought with him should have been elite tribes among the Khitans."

"But the people that Mr. Xiao brought with him at that time were not only second-rate, but they even had a wife and children."

"So we also secretly checked the source of the letter."

"Finally, I did find out."

"only……"

Hear just two words.

A murderous aura instantly filled Xiao Yuanshan's body.

"I'm annoyed by you monks. You talk in mysterious ways but never really say what you mean!"

"You know, my patience is limited!"

Seeing this, Xuan Ku quickly comforted him: "Donor Xiao, please be patient and let me think about what to say."

"We searched for a long time, but in the end the clues only pointed to one place."

"Gusu Murong family."

Speaking of the Gusu Murong family, some people in the crowd couldn't sit still.

Murong Fu frowned and took a step forward, saying loudly: "Master Xuan Ku, please don't talk nonsense."

"What does this have to do with my Murong family?"

Xuan Ku looked in the direction of Murong Fu, chanted a Buddhist name, and continued, "This matter has nothing to do with Master Murong, but this letter was definitely written by your father, Murong Bo."

"After finding out about this, Senior Brother Xuanci also found it unbelievable and left for your Murong family overnight. However, Benefactor Murong Bo avoided meeting him, and later there was even news that he had died."

Xuan Ku felt really helpless when he said this.

The death of Murong Bo.

Shaolin Temple is not without doubts.

But he went to see it in person at that time.

Murong Bo's body was in the coffin, and he was no longer breathing.

So this matter.

Where do you want them to go to Shaolin Temple?
If it was Murong Bo's plan.

People have been dead for so long.

Instead, it seemed as if the Shaolin Temple deliberately framed a dead person.

Qiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan were both speechless at this time.

The name Gusu Murong Bo.

If it were said from Xuanci's mouth.