As soon as He Xie came out of the courtyard, he used his Qinggong with all his strength and flew into the distance almost like lightning.
When he said the word "东", his figure was already seven or eight feet away. By the time he finished speaking, he had already disappeared in the vast night.
Shaolin is not known for its light kung fu. After a few old monks chased them a certain distance, they realized the gap and gave up.
The old monk who took the lead was Xuannan from Bodhidharma Academy. He looked at the direction He Xie was leaving and said coldly: "Junior brothers, don't chase after the poor enemy. There is another one in the courtyard. Don't let this one escape!"
"Yes, senior brother!"
Several old monks returned to the courtyard, and Qiao Feng just broke away from the fighting group and was about to run out, but they met head-on.
Immediately, several old monks almost shouted in unison, waving their palms and beating him.
Qiao Feng was shocked and angry, feeling extremely depressed. At the same time, he flew back and used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms technique to see the dragon in the field. Hearing constant banging sounds, Qiao Feng was blocked back into the courtyard.
Several old monks were also blocked outside the courtyard.
The monks in the courtyard wanted to take action, but Abbot Xuanci shouted: "Stop!"
Suddenly, everyone stopped.
At this time, He Xie had climbed out of the Shaolin Temple wall. Although he was carrying a person, it was as if he was carrying a ball of cotton, without any hindrance.
In the darkness of the night, he didn't know the direction, so he simply used the method of seeing at night in the Jiuyin Manual, and headed down the mountain at full speed regardless of the steep cliffs and dense forests.
Not long after He Xie left, a man dressed in black jumped up on the wall of the Shaolin Temple. He looked at He Xie's retreating figure solemnly, then looked back at the location of the Taoist Temple, with a trace of worry in his eyes.
After a slight hesitation, he still chased after He Xie in the direction he left like a big bird.
How sensitive is He Xie’s perception below?
After a while, he noticed that someone was following him. He turned around and glanced far away, only to see a person with his face covered, leaping like an ape through the forest, chasing after him.
The corner of He Xie's lips curled up, as expected, this guy didn't go far, and he was still blown out. Very good, just follow him, it will save him the trouble of looking for it.
This trip to the Shaolin Temple was intended to eliminate Qiao Feng's suspicion of murdering his master. The words he said in front of the Shaolin monks successfully identified the murderer as an old man over fifty years old, and got Xuan Ku's personal testimony.
admit.
As for Xuan Ku, will he misunderstand Qiao Feng after meeting him?
In fact, it is no longer important.
If Xuan Ku could remain calm, he might be able to sustain himself until his internal strength is exhausted. But if his mood fluctuates even slightly, he is afraid that he will die immediately.
Besides, with Xuan Ku's character, he probably wouldn't identify Qiao Feng on the spot.
That's why He Xie slipped out the young monk who was the only witness.
At this time, he thought of another thing. In the original plot, A'Zhu also ran to the Shaolin Temple at this moment, and was injured due to the aftermath of the battle between Qiao Feng and the Shaolin monk.
I wonder if this scene will happen again after he gets involved?
But even if it happened, it wouldn't matter. With him here, it would be difficult for A'Zhu to die.
Moreover, A'Zhu went to steal the Yi Jin Jing and succeeded. He happened to borrow it to see the difference between the world's proud Yi Jin Jing and this world's Yi Jin Jing.
However, if A'Zhu really stole the Yi Jin Jing, then before he left, he casually tricked Qiao Feng in order to mislead the pursuers, and it turned out to be a real trick.
Alas, dear brother, you have been wronged by your eldest brother...
Thoughts were flying in He Xie's mind, but his feet did not stop at all, leading the people behind him as he ran down the mountain.
At the same time, in the Shaolin Temple's Taoist Temple, Qiao Feng was surrounded by more than ten Shaolin monks.
Qiao Feng was filled with depression. He took every precaution, but he didn't expect that he would fall into that man's trap and be treated as a scapegoat.
At this moment, Xuan Tong suddenly looked hateful, pointed at Qiao Feng and shouted angrily: "It's you! Qiao Feng!"
"Qiao Feng?"
Xuanci was startled, looked at Qiao Feng and said, "The donor is Qiao Feng, the former leader of the Beggar Clan?"
Qiao Feng sighed inwardly, thinking that he was too embarrassed this time, so he should follow the example of the masked man and cover his face.
He bit the bullet, stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said: "Disciple Qiao Feng, please see Master Abbot and all the eminent monks of Shaolin."
At the end, he knelt down to Xuan Ku again and said in an excited tone: "Master is well. Disciple Qiao Feng wishes to greet the master!"
Xuan Ku originally had a smile on his face, but when he saw Qiao Feng's face under the moonlight, his expression suddenly changed. He pointed at him and trembled: "You, are you Qiao Feng?"
His face showed horror, pain, deep pity and regret.
When Qiao Feng saw his master's expression suddenly changed, he was surprised and said hurriedly: "Master, this child is Qiao Feng. Master, you..."
Xuan Ku laughed sadly and said: "Okay, okay, okay!"
After saying "good" three times in a row, he suddenly stood up straight and fell backwards.
"Junior brother!"
"Master!"
Everyone exclaimed, and the two old monks hurriedly took Xuanku's hand. One of them took a pulse, and their expressions suddenly changed.
He was silent for a moment and said: "Amitabha, please inform the abbot, senior brother Xuanku, that he has passed away."
All the monks looked sad, and each chanted the Buddha's name.
Qiao Feng felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and the iron-clad man was also shaken at this moment.
"Master...Master!" He felt sad in his heart, and tears burst into his eyes!
Xuanci had a heavy look on his face and looked at Qiao Feng who was kneeling on the ground and said slowly: "Although Donor Qiao is no longer in the Beggar Clan, he is still a famous figure in the martial arts world. He came here uninvited today. He doesn't know why, but he still hopes for advice.
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Qiao Feng first kowtowed three times to Xuanku respectfully, and then stood up despite his grief, wiped away his tears, and said: "I provoked an enemy and my parents were killed. I was afraid that my master would also be poisoned. The matter is urgent and I can't wait until now."
It is very disrespectful to announce a request for an audience outside the mountain gate, and I beg you masters to forgive me. I have a very deep connection with the Shaolin sect and I would never dare to offend in the slightest."
Hearing this, Xuan Tong was furious. He pointed at Qiao Feng and cursed: "Qiao Feng, you still dare to talk nonsense? Qiao Sanhuai and his wife were clearly killed by you, what kind of enemies are you? I think the death of junior brother Xuan Ku is probably not related to you."
It doesn’t matter!”
Qiao Feng was angry in his heart, but he held it back and said as calmly as possible: "Master, did you see me killing someone with your own eyes? The disciple went home to reunite with his parents two days ago. This morning he went up the mountain to collect firewood. When he came back, he saw that his parents had been killed. It happened to be
The master arrived with his people..."
After a pause, Qiao Feng's face flashed and he looked at Xuan Tong: "The disciple has no idea why the master rushed to my house at that time?"
Xuan Tong snorted coldly and said: "You are a Khitan evil breed, just like a beast. When I got this news, I naturally wanted to prevent you from killing your adoptive father and adoptive mother and covering up your life experience, but it was still a step too late."
Qiao Feng held back his anger and said: "Master, this disciple will never dare to do such a disobedient thing. There is another reason for this! I swear that I will catch the murderer who did this and cut him into pieces with a thousand knives to avenge my parents and master!"
Xuanci spoke slowly: "Donor Qiao, who is the person who kidnapped Zhinian just now? What did you plan to do when you came to our temple?"
Qiao Feng said sincerely: "I dare not hide anything from the master. That person and I actually met by chance..."
"Qiao Feng!" Xuan Tong couldn't help but interrupt him again, and glared, "Don't stop making excuses. Do you dare to say that you and he didn't come together?"
Qiao Feng hesitated and said: "That person and I did come together, but..."
Xuan Tong couldn't help but sneer and said: "Before he left, he asked you if you got the thing. How do you explain it?"
Qiao Feng opened his mouth and said feebly: "Master, he framed this."
"Amitabha..." Several old monks shook their heads in unison and looked at Qiao Feng with expressions full of disdain, obviously treating him as a despicable and messy person.
Qiao Feng felt indescribable grief and anger in his heart. He simply hated the man in black just now for causing him to suffer such unjust injustice.
He knew very well that it was useless to say anything at this moment, so he suddenly felt his true energy surge all over his body, shouted loudly, and smacked his hands forward with both hands.
The monks did not expect that he would suddenly make a move, and were startled. They all hurriedly moved to resist.
Unexpectedly, Qiao Feng's blow landed on the ground, and smoke and dust suddenly exploded on the ground. When the monks came to their senses, Qiao Feng was nowhere to be seen.