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Chapter 397: The True Emperor’s Uncle

"According to Master Li, Li Yuan Sheng's martial arts cultivation is extremely advanced, but last night he was easily killed by Master Li's ten moves?"

Murong Fu said doubtfully.

Li Qiu Shui was also puzzled. When she led the Ma Kui army into the palace last night, she searched every corner of the palace. Not only did the emperor disappear, but Li Yuan Sheng, who had always been feared by her, was easily captured by her.

After being beheaded and overjoyed, now that I think about it, something is indeed wrong.

"There are two possibilities. One is that Li Yuan Sheng is fake. The other is that Li Yuan Sheng has been bluffing for so many years and scared the Crown Princess."

Child Elder sneered at the right time: "This little bitch has low martial arts skills, so it's normal for her to treat things she doesn't have as if she does."

Li Qiushui rarely refuted.

Murong Fu's mind moved and he suddenly thought of that old monk who was highly skilled in martial arts.

"I think I know where the old emperor is hiding. Uncle Master, please send troops to guard the passes leading to Liao territory immediately. I'm going to visit an old friend."

...

The incense in Chengtian Temple was already very weak, and with this commotion, not even a single pilgrim could be seen around.

The monk guarding the door recognized Li Yanzong in Murong Fu's disguise, but Murong Fu threw him away. Murong Fu beat the monks who came to stop them until they were knocked upside down, and he broke into the monks' dormitory and shouted: "

Old monk, if you don’t come out, I will demolish your Chengtian Temple today!”

The entire Chengtian Temple was overthrown by Murong Fu. The monks were in chaos and the monks were scattered in all directions.

"Amitabha, why is Master Xiao so angry? Why don't you follow the old monk to the meditation room and have a cup of tea?"

Yuan Gen's figure slowly appeared at the door of the monk's dormitory, with that calm smile still on his face."

Murong Fu sneered and said: "Master Yuangen, no! Maybe I should call you His Highness the Emperor of Xixia, Mr. Li Yuansheng!"

Yuan Gen's body froze, and after a moment he slowly said: "Now that things have happened, I am very curious, how did you invite the Tibetan and Song armies to launch an attack on Daxia at the same time, so that Xing Xing is now

Qing Mansion, a state capital with a radius of 200 miles, doesn’t have a single soldier to mobilize? A former leader of the Beggar Clan shouldn’t have such great energy, right?"

Murong Fu said: "I also want to know why the dignified Xixia Emperor shrank in a temple as the abbot, and why he mastered the most difficult Vajra Fist among the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin, and his skill was so high that even the current Shaolin Temple master

The abbot is beyond his reach."

Yuan Gen said: "Layman, why not answer the poor monk's doubts first?"

Murong Fu knew that the other party was deliberately delaying time so that the old emperor could sneak out with the fleeing monks, but Murong Fu was not in a hurry at all.

"I am indeed not the former leader of the Beggar Clan, but a Xianyun Yehe from Gusu. I have some wealth. I was invited by my elders to come to Xixia to stir up trouble."

Yuan Gen's eyes narrowed slightly: "Gusu Murong? Did Li Qiushui invite you here?"

Murong Fu was noncommittal: "It's not entirely true. Xixia is a small country with few people, so I don't have much to gain. However, I need the salt and iron from Xixia, so I came to mix in this muddy water."

Yuan Gen said: "In the past, I advised the emperor not to favor this woman of unknown origin, but..."

Yuan Gen slowly recounted a bloody past event.

After Li Qiushui became favored by Li Yuanhao, he took advantage of Li Yuanhao's ignorance in his later years to persecute dissidents. Li Yuansheng, who was Li Yuanhao's clan brother at that time, had no choice but to leave the Central Plains and was taken in by the abbot of Lingmen of Shaolin Temple at that time. He stayed in Shaolin for ten years.

Ten years later, the situation in Xixia had changed, so Li Yuansheng carefully returned and settled in this small Chengtian Temple.

"I see, okay, now please master, please hand over His Majesty the Emperor of Xixia!"

Li Yuan Sheng walked down the steps slowly, clasped his hands and said: "At this moment, His Majesty has left Liao Dynasty, Master Murong no longer has to embarrass the poor monk!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a long laugh was heard from outside the courtyard wall: "Hahaha, the little monk is quite noisy. Want to escape from grandma?"

Then, the red figure flashed, and the child's little body grabbed a tall monk in gray clothes and climbed over the courtyard wall, and threw the monk in front of Murong Fu.

Murong Fu took a closer look and saw that the monk had already passed out after having his acupuncture points tapped by Child Elder.

Murong Fu's face lit up: "Grandma, did you really catch me?"

Child Elder snorted coldly: "What is this trivial thing that Grandma can't do?"

It turns out that just now Tong Elder noticed that there were a few masters with extraordinary skills but obviously not monks who were carrying this person towards the back mountain. Tong Elder knocked him over with a palm and captured him. With a little trick, these people

Everything was said.

Seeing that the situation was settled, Murong Fu smiled at Monk Yuan Gen and said, "Master, since that's the case, I won't disturb you for your spiritual practice. Master, this place is no longer permanent. I hope that Master will find another treasure temple, concentrate on practice, and don't interfere with it anymore."

This is a worldly matter. Grandma, please take this guy back and give it to Uncle Li."

Child Elder complained a few words and obeyed the orders. The little figure suddenly disappeared, leaving Murong Fu and Li Yuan Sheng confronting each other.

At this time, the two of them casually sat down at a large stone table in the courtyard and chatted.

"Is your uncle now going to have a life-or-death showdown with me? Or is he just going to leave?"

Murong Fu asked.

Monk Yuangen sighed and said: "The matter has come to this and there is nothing we can do. I only thought that the Great Xia court would be able to reopen after Li Qiu Shui left his hometown, but I never thought that the Murong family in Jiangnan and Li Qiu Shui would still have this cause and effect. What happened just now

This master who looks like a little girl in red is probably the one who chased Li Qiu Shui and expelled him from Xixia, right?" "Exactly, this person and Li Qiu Shui were also a pair of junior sisters."

Monk Yuan Gen said: "It is God's will and cannot be done by man. Before leaving, I will tell you a story..."

The two of them had a tacit understanding and did not make a move.

Murong Fu and Li Qiu Shui's desires were not exactly the same, and he did not have to fight for Li Qiu Shui with a master who was not weaker than him. It was not a bad thing to know that there was such a master who could not deal with Li Qiu Shui.

"When the late emperor was still alive, the queen was Luo, and the prince was Ling Ning..."

Monk Yuan Gen narrated a long forgotten past incident, and Murong Fu's face was filled with excitement as he listened.

It turns out that Li Qiu Shui gained the throne in Xixia by inciting Li Yuanhao and his son to fight each other. Li Qiu Shui first betrothed him to Ling Ning as a fake royal daughter, and then Li Yuanhao saw Li Qiu Shui's appearance.

Li Qiushui was admitted to the harem.

Then Li Qiushui went around between Li Yuanhao and his son, instigating Brother Ling Ning to kill his father, and then got rid of Brother Ling Ning on the charge of regicide, and then went on a killing spree against the Xixia clan...


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