Chapter 33

Both of them have entered the realm of great masters. Suddenly, you come and I go. Your internal forces fight in the air. They have all kinds of unique skills that mu Qingxiao has never seen. These should be learned secretly in Shaolin Temple. They are really envious and jealous!

Mu Qingxiao stood aside and watched the battle leisurely. They are worthy of being old masters. Even if they have been transformed by the imperial daughter's Heart Sutra, they have the Qi of yin and Yang at the beginning of all things in their bodies, which is probably not much better than them.

This is not to belittle oneself, but to describe a fact, but mu Qingxiao is confident. Others may think that Mu Rongfu is in his twenties and eighties, but only they know that they have just turned eighteen.

The more they fight, the more energetic they are. Each move has a strong internal force, and the breath is long. They make a dull impact sound in the air, which makes the silent Shaolin Temple particularly loud.

Although there are all bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple, they are not deaf. They all rush to hear the sound. The first one is abbot xuanci. When they hear the movement in the Sutra Pavilion, they tremble all over.

These thieves are so bold that they not only touch the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple, but also fight in it. If the Sutra is damaged, the consequences will be unimaginable!

"What are you doing? Go in and take these thieves down!"

Hearing the speech, the monks shot one after another. Each one was a top or first-class master. Abbot xuanci, who took the lead, was a master master. But how could the three master masters be caught by their bald donkeys.

More and more monks came. Xiao Yuanshan hated them, but he couldn't kill mu Qingxiao. Finally, he slapped mu Rongbo far away, so he had to retreat quickly.

The monks in Shaolin temple came one after another. Although they had high force, they were unwilling to reveal their identity. Although they were strong masters, they couldn't get along in such a large Shaolin Temple.

Mu Qingxiao saw the two leave, Ling Bo started in small steps, and the wind generated at his feet hurried away. He didn't want to stay to face a group of bald donkeys.

Seeing that the three people want to escape, the monks of Shaolin Temple will not let them do so, but they are crazy to stop the three masters.

Several monks rushed up and were taken off guard by Xiao Yuanshan. They sprayed blood at their mouth. Their life and death were unknown!

Seeing this, xuanci trembled with anger and said angrily, "you traitors are really deceiving people too much. Shaolin Temple will never let you go!"

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Mu Qingxiao ran away and said it was a pity. He finally went to Shaolin and risked being watched by the sweeping monk to find his cheap father in the Sutra Pavilion. Xiao Yuanshan was really cruel and cruel. Everything was spoiled by him.

At the same time, he secretly mourned for Qiao Feng. His father who had such a pit was really unlucky for eight generations. He was no better. Shaolin Temple counted xuanbei's death on himself.

In vain, mu Qingxiao stopped, and a figure appeared in front of him, with an inexplicable smile on his mouth. Unexpectedly, the cheap father came to Shaolin by himself. It's worth coming to Shaolin.

The shadow slowly came forward, took off his black mask and showed a handsome face. He looked like himself. He said lovingly, "fu'er, you've finally grown up."

Mu Qingxiao certainly knew that this was his cheap father, but he still couldn't help but step back and wondered, "who are you?"

Murong Bo said proudly, "I am your father. I named you Fu, which means that you should not forget the meaning of reviving the great Yan."

Mu Qingxiao puffed at the corners of his mouth. This proud temperament is really worthy of his cheap father.

"Are you really my... Father?"

Hearing the speech, Murong Bo smiled and nodded: "of course, otherwise, how could I risk saving you in the Sutra Pavilion..."

Hearing murongbo talking about some secrets, mu Qingxiao just nodded, walked quickly over, knelt down and said, "father, please accept the child."

Murong Bo smiled and floated mu Qingxiao up and said, "what's the matter with you coming to Shaolin Temple tonight?"

Of course, mu Qingxiao couldn't say that he came to see your old man, so he said, "father, I learned some news that I came to Shaolin to steal the Yi Jin Jing, the most advanced martial arts in Shaolin, but I didn't expect that I was a little late. The Yi Jin Jing has been stolen."

Murong Bo took a breath when he heard mu Qingxiao's words. This boy is so bold that he came to steal the muscle changing Sutra he has always dreamed of. Hei hei, he has the style of Lao Tzu!

Next, the father and son sat on the ground and talked happily.

When he knew that the person in the Sutra pavilion was Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Fu took a cold breath and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"No wonder this man's force is so strong. It turned out to be Xiao Yuanshan. This guy didn't die after falling off the cliff, and his force has improved so fast. This is the sworn enemy of our Murong family. It seems that he wants to revenge our Murong family!"

Mu Qingxiao nodded and said, "Xiao Yuanshan's strength is very strong, and he secretly learned the unique skills of Shaolin, which is a huge obstacle to our Murong family's great cause of restoring the country."

Murong Bo's vicissitudes of life also had a trace of dignity in his eyes: "fu'er said well. He is strong and can bear it so much. He is really a strong enemy, but with me, he can't turn the sky."

Mu Qingxiao said cautiously, "father, I have a plan. I need your help. If things succeed, the restoration of the country is just around the corner."

Hearing the speech, Murong Bo became interested and put his ears together. After listening to Mu Qingxiao's plan, he looked again and said in a trembling voice: "fu'er, this is not a children's play. Can you be sure of this news?"

"Of course, this news came from my informant. It can't be false."

Murong Fu pondered, "if the news is true, it is indeed a god given opportunity. How can you help your father?"

Then, mu Qingxiao told Xiao Yuanshan about setting up Qiao Feng. Of course, he didn't forget the hero meeting.

"We should take advantage of this opportunity to get rid of Xiao Yuanshan, a powerful enemy, and then stabilize the beggars' sect. With the help of the beggars' sect, we have a greater chance of restoring the country."

"In those years, you killed Xiao Yuanshan's father and son so miserably in order to restore the country. You killed your wife and mother. In order to prevent Xiao Yuanshan from making trouble at the critical moment, you must eliminate future troubles forever!"

"I really deserve to be my Murong Bo's son. I have a keen mind. It's a blessing for my Murong family to have you. As a father, I believe that the wishes of my Murong family for generations will be realized in you."

"By the way, why are you sure Qiao Feng will go to the hero conference?"

Mu Qingxiao smiled and said, "Qiao Feng is open-minded by nature. He doesn't like to play tricks like his father Xiao Yuanshan. Even if he knows that Jianghu people want to deal with him, he will still clarify."

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