It turned out that he invited all the martial arts comrades from all over the world to come here to expose Xu Lang, but he didn't expect that he would be the one performing the public execution after all the trouble.
There is no death penalty in Shaolin Temple, but he can basically be beaten to death with 400 sticks.
The abbot of the Shaolin Temple took off his clothes and was tortured in public. This was unheard of in the Jianghu. And now in the Song Dynasty, the concept that the punishment could not be better than that of a doctor was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Abbot Xuanci was being tortured here, and a few people next to him were tortured.
The eminent monk felt unable to sit still, as if the stick was hitting them.
It can't be said that it was slapped on them, it should be said that it was slapped on their position, and this is where the plea for excuses began.
Ye Erniang was on the side, her eyes were blind and she couldn't see Xuanci, but when she heard the beatings with the sticks, she knew that Xuanci was suffering, so she couldn't help but shed tears as she sat aside.
"I originally thought we could leave together this time, why is this happening..."
Ye Erniang cried sadly.
"Have you ever thought that he would rather die than leave with you?"
Xu Lang sent a message and pushed Ye Erniang on the verge of collapse.
After all, as the abbot, Xuanci had the right to interpret the precepts of the Shaolin Temple, and there were people advising him. This was an opportunity to give up, but Xuanci did not cherish any of it.
He just wants to die.
Of course, Ye Erniang also knew that Xuanci's heart was for Shaolin Qingyu, but for someone like her who was on the verge of collapse, these words were hurtful enough, and she immediately said: "We will die together." She jumped up and followed the sound.
He left and crashed to death next to Xuanci.
Seeing Ye Erniang die, Xuanci felt a loss in his heart. His guard suddenly broke, and he fell on the ground and cried bitterly. He no longer looked as upright as before.
Xu Lang sighed in his heart, the most innocent person present was Xu Zhu. He was originally just a passerby, but he found out that he had an extraordinary life experience. He had just recognized his parents, and both of them were about to die. And now Xu Zhu is not happy either.
The favor of the three elders will still be this young monk of Shaolin Temple in the future.
But I think this Shaolin Temple will take care of Xu Zhu from now on.
Xuanci was being beaten here, and Wang Yuyan on the other side also came to Duan Zhengchun. After bowing, she looked at A'Zhu and said, "Sister A'Zhu, I never thought that we would be biological sisters."
A'Zhu also held Wang Yuyan's hand and said hello repeatedly. A'Zi, who was next to her, followed and came over. Hearing that Wang Yuyan was also her sister and had grown up with A'Zhu, she hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.
Duan Yu saw Wang Yuyan's expression and couldn't help but feel crazy. After a while, he came back to his senses and said hello to Wang Yuyan. Then he inadvertently saw Li Qiu Shui dressed in white, with a curling figure, as if he was riding the wind, and as if he was walking.
On the ice, she is dignified, bright, and thoughtful, and she is a bit more magical than Wang Yuyan.
"Good sister, who is she?"
Duan Yu looked at Li Qiushui and asked Wang Yuyan.
"she?"
Wang Yuyan's eyes were a bit cunning and she said: "She has no blood relationship with you, she is your fairy sister."
"Fairy sister!"
Duan Yu jumped up and was about to go over to say hello, but Duan Zhengchun held him down.
Good guy, you want to usurp the throne and become my father!
Duan Zhengchun immediately educated Duan Yu, then stepped forward and called his mother respectfully.
Li Qiu Shui is the Crown Princess of Xixia, which is also very important to Dali. Even Li Qingluo is highly valued by Duan Zhengchun.
"Brother Xu."
Qiao Feng handed over his hand, met with Xu Lang, and said: "When Dazhi split the ship to attack you, we didn't know much about this kind of thing. You must not misunderstand it."
"Of course I know."
Xu Lang responded and also chatted with Qiao Feng about old times.
"When I saw you coming here with great fanfare today, I was really afraid that you and Shaolin would fight here."
Qiao Feng said.
"The more people you bring, the better you can control whether to fight or not."
Xu Lang smiled and said: "If I were the only one here, speaking softly and no one else would listen to anything I said, I might have gotten into a fight with the Shaolin monks by now."
Qiao Feng nodded, deeply convinced.
Just when Xuanci was being beaten and everyone was reminiscing, a man dressed in black suddenly jumped down from the ridge of the Shaolin room. With a wave of his hand, several monks who were observing the precepts turned back one after another, allowing Xuanci to step aside.
come out.
"It's you?"
Xuanci saw the man in black, sighed sadly, and said: "I was the leader who besieged your family back then. I took away your children, and you took away my children. Over the years, he has been in the world of martial arts.
I have become famous in China, but I don’t know the whereabouts of my son..."
Xuanci was a shrewd person. He only had one close contact with Xiao Yuanshan, and he had already determined Xiao Yuanshan's identity from his words and deeds.
What's more, Xiao Yuanshan and Qiao Feng have very similar faces and similar postures, and Xuanci had had close contact with Qiao Feng before looking for Xu Lang.
"Who was the person who wrote to you back then?"
Xiao Yuanshan shouted.
"It's Murong Bo."
Xuanci had nothing to hide at this time, and said aloud: "Over the years, he must have been secretly practicing martial arts in the Shaolin Temple, and also recorded a copy of the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple.
Use these seventy-two unique Shaolin skills."
Murong Bo?
Practice martial arts secretly?
Xiao Yuanshan took two steps back, and suddenly thought of the man in black who secretly learned martial arts with him. He also thought that the man was relatively weak, so he gave him some pointers...
This person has not been here since the news that "Murong Bo died again" spread.
"My son is a hero in the martial arts world and a gentleman. If we want to recognize each other, I only hope that you can do it in private and not affect his future."
Xuanci said in a deep voice.
"The future...the future?"
Xiao Yuanshan lifted his mask and asked: "Do you know who I am? Do you know what future I can give him?"
Xiao Yuanshan's identity is the pro-military instructor of the Liao Kingdom.
A man in black suddenly jumped out here and stopped Xuanci from being tortured. This had already attracted everyone's attention. Now Xiao Yuanshan unveiled his mask again. When Qiao Feng saw it, his heart trembled and he immediately jumped to Xiao Yuanshan.
Next to him, he asked: "Who are you?"
The two of them look so much alike.
Xiao Yuanshan smiled sadly, feeling that he had been holding back for thirty years, and it was not too loud. The big enemy was always around, and he could kill him with one hand, but after training him for thirty years, he still couldn't.
I took my revenge through the hands of others.
Nonsense...
Xiao Yuanshan was disheartened and not enthusiastic about acknowledging Qiao Feng, so he pulled away and walked out.
"Amitabha."
The sound of the Buddha's name was clear and deep, and could be heard from far away, and then he said: "Donor Xiao, are you going to leave like this without saying goodbye?"
Xiao Yuanshan raised his head and asked: "Who are you saying goodbye to?"
"When the layman came to the Sutra Pavilion to get the secret book on the first night, he got the Wuxiang Jie Finger, and the next day he got the Shanyong Fist. I was here at that time."
The sound came from the Sutra Pavilion, and that place was three miles away from here.
When all the knights and monks present heard the sound, they were all horrified. There are such means of transmitting sounds several miles away in the world, but the method of knowing the situation several miles away must be telepathic.
Not successful?
Xu Lang couldn't hold back at this moment.
The sweeping monk also took great pains to show off.
