Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 219 A Frenzied Killing Intent

Upon hearing Jiang Mingzhe's words, Xuan Ci's previously composed expression vanished abruptly. She stared blankly at Jiang Mingzhe, suddenly realizing that his hat, robe, and leather boots all looked familiar. She exclaimed in shock, "Xiao... Xiao Yuanshan! You're not dead!"

Xiao Feng was taken aback and rushed to Xuan Ci's side, shouting, "Abbot Master, please tell me about my background! Am I really the Khitan orphan you brought back from outside Yanmen Pass?"

Xuan Ci's expression was strange, a mixture of panic, guilt, and shock that "Xiao Yuanshan" was still alive. Hearing Xiao Feng's words and seeing his tense expression, he couldn't help but sigh, "What a tragedy, what a tragedy. Just look at the tattoo on your chest, and you'll know. I later learned that the tattoo was a design only a direct descendant of the Xiao clan of the Liao Kingdom was qualified to have."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng's face turned pale. He ripped open his clothes, revealing a dark blue wolf's head on his chest.

The monks nearby gasped in surprise.

Xiao Feng's face showed a mixture of crying and laughing as he murmured, "So... so I am indeed a Khitan... then he... then he must be..."

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Mingzhe with a complicated expression.

Jiang Mingzhe stood proudly in place, seemingly cold, but in his heart he was thinking: Brother Xiao's tattoo is really cool. Old Xiao seems to have one too, but it was torn to shreds by that huge scar.

Xiao Feng, unaware of his thoughts, assumed he was angry. He lowered his head, slowly walked to Jiang Mingzhe, knelt down with a thud, and said, "Your unfilial son, Xiao Feng, greets Father!"

As she spoke, two streams of tears welled up in her eyes.

The Shaolin monks erupted in another uproar, leaving Jiang Mingzhe feeling utterly helpless.

This is not the era of later generations, where good brothers are each other's godfathers. In this era, the concepts of Heaven, Earth, Ruler, Parents, and Teacher are deeply ingrained in people's hearts. Impersonating someone's father is no joke.

Even with Jiang Mingzhe's shrewdness, he didn't know how to agree for a moment.

Seeing his father's indifference, Xiao Feng assumed he was angry with him and said with a bitter smile, "Father, I didn't know it was you before. I was only anxious to save Master, which is why I fought with you. This is a great act of filial impiety..."

He suddenly raised his right arm, his left hand held upright like a knife, and said in a low voice, "Your son has made a grave mistake that cannot be forgiven. Today, I will cut off my own arm as an apology to my father!"

With that, he swung his hand to chop, but Jiang Mingzhe ducked and grabbed his wrist, shouting, "If you're going to chop, don't chop this hand! If you chop this hand off, it'll be hard to even wipe yourself after you poop!"

He then switched back to his original voice and quickly whispered, "Brother Xiao, I am your second brother. Your father, Xiao Yuanshan, sent me to distract the Shaolin monks!"

Xiao Feng was stunned. He stared intently and looked closely. He immediately noticed that Jiang Mingzhe's thick eyebrows were drawn on. Although little skin was exposed outside the mask, it was smooth and firm, clearly indicating that he was a young man.

He couldn't help but show his delight, grabbed his hand, and whispered, "Second brother, your martial arts are so superb! It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that you are invincible!"

His move "Dragon Appears in the Field" had been building up for a long time, and he had also used the power of a long sweep. In addition, he was eager to save people. In terms of the ferocity of his palm strike, it had really exceeded his own limit!

Despite Jiang Mingzhe's hasty response, he still gained a clear advantage. Xiao Feng, being a man of great integrity, not only showed no jealousy but was genuinely happy for his brother.

Jiang Mingzhe whispered, "Brother, this is actually a skill that your father, Uncle Xiao, passed down to me. It can greatly enhance combat power for a short period of time, but there seems to be something wrong with this skill..."

Xiao Feng was a master of martial arts. He knew that the more advanced the martial art, the more difficult the problem would be to solve and the greater the harm it would cause.

His expression changed slightly: "What's the problem? Could it be that you've been forcibly squeezing out potential, thus damaging the foundation?"

Jiang Mingzhe shook his head and said in a low voice, "No, it's just that once this skill is activated, everyone else seems like an unrelated ant. If they say something wrong, I can't help but want to crush them all. My killing intent is boiling wildly. If I hadn't tried so hard to suppress it, this mountain gate would already be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood!"

Xiao Feng was startled. He had been hiding in the shadows and had witnessed Jiang Mingzhe smash the mountain gate with a single whip. At the time, he thought the newcomer was arrogant, but after hearing what Jiang Mingzhe said, he suddenly understood. With Jiang Mingzhe's current skill, dealing with those ordinary martial artists outside the gate would only injure them without killing them, which would be much more difficult than killing them all.

Moreover, because of this martial art, his killing intent was already strong. He had to control his strength to avoid indiscriminate killing, so it's easy to imagine how manic he was. The fact that he smashed the Shaolin gate with that whip was probably not just to establish his authority, but also to vent the madness he had suppressed.

As for Xuan Can, it was most likely that he ambushed Jiang Mingzhe from behind, and Jiang Mingzhe instinctively retaliated with all his might.

Xuan Tong's upgraded version of the Breaking the Rules Blade Technique is extremely bloodthirsty. For Jiang Mingzhe, who was forcibly suppressing his murderous intent, it was tantamount to provoking him to use the vicious method of killing him out of his mind.

Xiao Feng understood Jiang Mingzhe's state of mind and was very worried. He whispered and advised, "Second brother, listen to me. When I first mastered the Demon-Subduing Palm Technique, I felt that the world was vast and I could roam freely. Don't laugh at me, but back then I looked down on everyone. It was my master, Master Xuanku, who warned me that a true man must first subdue the demons within himself!"

He held Jiang Mingzhe's shoulders and said sincerely, "When people have martial arts skills, they want to fight at the slightest disagreement. When people have a lot of money or great power, they also think they are superior. But Buddhism says that all beings are equal. Even if we have mastered the highest level of martial arts, compared to the vastness of the world and the passage of time, we are just a drop in the ocean. How are we any different from mayflies that live only a day? I'm not good with words, so I can't explain it clearly, but that's roughly the idea. Brother, no matter if your martial arts are amazing or you are richer than a country, you are still you. That's the most important thing."

Jiang Mingzhe raised his eyebrows, thinking to himself, "Isn't that exactly right? Once a person achieves something, they can't help but become arrogant. With money and status, they start to speak louder. Besides, the Thunder and Lightning Divine Might Skill that I've practiced is more than just about achieving something."

Once this divine skill is activated, one is practically in a superhuman state. This dimensional improvement far surpasses mere martial arts skills or wealth. In one's eyes, others are nothing more than insignificant ants.

In other words, Jiang Mingzhe came from the future and his concept of respecting life was countless times better than that of people in this era. If it were any other person, Shaolin Temple would be stained with blood inside and out by now.

Xiao Yuanshan had repeatedly warned him not to kill Xuan Ci, probably because he knew this and was afraid that he might kill Xuan Ci in the process.

Jiang Mingzhe then thought back to when Xiao Yuanshan had shed blood outside Yanmen Pass, yet spared Wang Jiantong and Xuan Ci. He couldn't understand why at first, but now it seemed that Xiao Yuanshan had exhausted his inner strength and fallen out of that superhuman state, thus regaining his composure. He then remembered his vow not to kill Han people, and in a moment of great shock, he let go of the enemies who were powerless to fight back.

The two spoke in very low voices, and the monks assumed it was a father and son recognizing each other. Some monks became agitated and tried to interrupt, but Xuanci stopped them.

At that moment, a sound of footsteps was heard. Jiang Mingzhe looked in the direction of the sound and saw more than ten people dressed as beggars walking out from the side of the Vajra Hall. The one in the lead was Elder Xu of the Beggar Clan.

Upon seeing Xiao Feng, Elder Xu immediately became tense and shouted, "Master Xuanci, now that this Khitan dog has appeared, let's join forces to take him down!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng abruptly stood up, turned to stare at Elder Xu, and then looked at Lü Zhang, Bai Shijing, the four elders, and others behind him. He said in a deep voice, "Elder Xu, I can understand your revelation of my background, but I have made it clear that I came to Shaolin only to verify this matter. Why are you spreading rumors throughout the martial world that I am here to seek revenge?"

Elder Xu was silent for a moment, then suddenly shouted, "Did I say something wrong? Didn't you join forces with your own father to seek revenge? You've killed many high-ranking monks of Shaolin, isn't that seeking revenge?"

Xuan Ku frowned and said, "Amitabha, Junior Brother Xuan Can died at the hands of that masked man, it has nothing to do with Feng'er, he even saved several of us."

Before Elder Xu could speak, Xuan Sheng exclaimed, "Senior brother, why are you still speaking up for this wretch? He saved us because he didn't know that person was his father. Now that the father and son have recognized each other, they're making things difficult for our temple. Do you still expect him to put aside his own family for the greater good? If you ask me, a Khitan dog is a Khitan dog. All your ten years of teaching have been wasted. He still can't learn the benevolence and righteousness of our Han people!"

Jiang Mingzhe chuckled and said, "Outside Yanmen Pass, is there any benevolence or righteousness in indiscriminately persecuting women and children?"

Xuan Ci had calmed down by this time and sighed, "Amitabha, well done, well done. We were misled by others and thought that Mr. Xiao wanted to seize our temple's secret technique. That's why we contacted the heroes to stop him. Although we made a huge mistake, there was a reason for it. It's not that we love killing."

Jiang Mingzhe laughed and said, "Well said, every event has a cause. Since there is a cause, there must be an effect. This is what they call 'every cause has an effect.' However, your retribution is not me, but fire!"

He didn't imitate Xiao Yuanshan when he said those words; he spoke them in his own voice.

Xuan Ci didn't react at first, but after he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something was wrong and frowned, saying, "Your voice clearly belongs to a young man. You are not Xiao Yuanshan. Who exactly are you?"

(End of this chapter)