far away.

At the ruins of the almost abandoned Shaolin Temple wall, there stood an old monk in gray clothes, it was Murong Bo.

He watched everything in front of him quietly.

Although Murong Bo had given up his ambition after being enlightened by the sweeping monk, he was worried about his son's future and would not give up just because he became a monk. Therefore, after the First World War,

, Murong Fu left from the back mountain of Shaolin.

Even though Shaoshi Mountain is currently surrounded, Murong Fu can still escape with his ability. After all, the top masters are all on the mountain.

even.

When Murong Fu disappeared, Xiao Feng unexpectedly did not stop him.

All conspiracies and tricks are nothing after being exposed.

Especially since this conspiracy has also fallen into the eyes of the Six Doors.

Under the powerful power of the government, everything in the Murong family was afraid that it would be wiped out by the power of the government. Therefore, when he saw Murong Fu leaving, Xiao Feng had no intention of stopping him, but only felt pity in his heart for this stubborn person.

Xiao Feng's heroic expression from before echoed in his mind. Combined with the bloody man who had fallen into Xiao Yuanshan's arms and lost his voice, even Murong Bo had to sigh that this was a man who stood up straight and acted upright.

The heroic man.

Not because of his Liao identity, but because of everything he did.

only……

As a father, how do you expect your child to be such a hero?

A sigh came from his mouth. Murong Bo did not go out, but stood there without making any move. He knew that the rebellion would not end like this. No matter what choice the son who had left would make, they must give Six Doors

.Give the court an explanation.

He, Murong Bo, was the one who gave the explanation.

In the field.

Xiao Yuanshan burst into tears and choked with sadness.

What is his life for?

But he couldn't accept this result!

A man won't shed tears easily.

This moment.

Xiao Yuanshan was heartbroken again, just like the moment he watched his wife die in front of him during the battle at Yanmen Pass decades ago. Now, he felt it all over again.

"ah!"

"Ah...ah..."

The big hand gently stroked the blood-stained face, and the voice choked up in Xiao Yuanshan's throat. The unspeakable words finally turned into laughter that made others sound sad to the bone: "Ah...

…Ah…haha…”

Laughing at the same time and crying at the same time.

Xiao Yuanshan was holding Xiao Feng's body, his whole body was in such a daze, which made everyone around him feel unbearable.

Even if you are full of resentment, when faced with an invincible person, that resentment will turn into despair.

aside.

"Amitabha!"

"Good, good, good!"

Seeing this, the tired sweeping monk also sighed in his heart. After sighing, he also lost his voice and passed away while sitting down.

In an instant.

The remaining monks howled when they saw this.

The Buddha's chants came up and down one after another, and the monks who were still able to move were forced to sit cross-legged on the ground and started chanting the Buddha's chants and chanting scriptures.

"The supremely profound and subtle Dharma has been encountered for hundreds of thousands of eons, but I have now seen and heard it and upheld it. I wish to understand the true meaning of the Tathagata."

"Namo's master, Sakyamuni Buddha!"

"Namo Great Wish Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!"

…

The mighty scriptures sounded one after another, and finally these voices converged into one, echoing in Shaoshi Mountain.

Discerning people in the world will naturally recognize where this Buddhist sutra comes from.

even.

Some people in the world couldn't help but talk about it, for the sake of those who died in front of them, and especially for Xiao Feng.

It is the Ksitigarbha Sutra!

Not only were I thinking about the deaths of Xiao Feng and Sweeping Monk, but I was also thinking about Yue Yuan.

"..."

Quietly watching everything that happened in front of him, Yue Yuan seemed to be aloof. Like an outsider watching all this, Xiao Feng's ending made Yue Yuan feel an indescribable feeling in his heart.

first.

He felt what it was like to say that people cannot help themselves when they are in the world.

They have different ways and do not seek each other.

What's more, the concepts are different.

Listening to the scriptures echoing in his ears, Yue Yuan casually dropped the wine gourd in his hand on the ground, looked up at the snowflakes falling bigger and bigger, and let these snowflakes fall on his face, but there was a smile on his lips.

He said: "Ksitigarbha Sutra... Ha! If hell is not empty and I don't become a Buddha, won't you give up?"

"You're really stubborn... pathetic!"

But at this moment, the bloodthirsty aura on Yue Yuan's body had dissipated. Although there were still traces of Xiao Feng's blood on his body, he had no intention of taking action while listening to these somewhat irritable Buddhist scriptures.

There was silence for a long while.

Yue Yuan sighed softly, flipped his right hand, and a small flying knife appeared in the palm of his hand. He took out a piece of fragrant wood in his left hand, and without saying anything, he stood there quietly and started carving.

As the knife passed by, the falling wood chips were like the white snow flying in the sky, as melodious and rootless.

fall.

Then I can never go back.

With the movement, an outline gradually appeared on the wood, which was the image of a big man.

A bamboo stick.

A jug of wine.

A patch on his body, a pair of fleshy palms, and a smile.

A man of great arrogance and indomitable spirit.

soon.

The statue is in perfect condition.

Looking at the statue of Xiao Feng in his hand, this was the impression he had of Daxia Xiao, but at this moment... the flying knife was put away, and with a sudden grip of his right hand, the statue instantly turned into pieces, and it was broken between his fingers.

Release in time.

It's as if the other person died in his own hands.

At this moment, Yue Yuan already knew that his thoughts had truly and completely changed.

But what is this change?

He didn't want to say it, and he didn't want to say it.

As if he felt something, Yue Yuan slowly turned his head and looked towards the other side.

corner.

When Shi Feixuan and Dugu Feng came, the little girl had already walked to the other side with the four swordsmen and stayed away from him. She always felt that that person was too strange, which made her quite disgusted.

"Please!"

"Just like I begged you to do!"

The beautiful woman's eyes stopped on Shi Feixuan's face, and her half-smiling eyes seemed to penetrate the other person's face and imprint into the other person's mind.

Her expression was half-smiling, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

"..."

When Master Fei Xuan heard this, her body trembled involuntarily, and she raised her head, staring at the other party.

Later.
To be continued...