Xiao Feng cupped his fists and leaned down, saying respectfully: "Please also ask the holy monk to inform me of my father's whereabouts."

The sweeping monk said: "Almsgiver Xiao, please get up!"

Before the sweeping monk reached out to brush his sleeves, Xiao Feng felt a soft force gently push his arm, and he straightened up involuntarily.

The sweeping monk continued slowly: "Go north from the Sutra Pavilion. After walking for about ten miles, you will see a bamboo forest. Go around the bamboo forest from the right and then go north. You will reach a cliff, about 30 meters away from the cliff.

There is a cave on the cliff about two feet from the top, where your father always lives."

Xiao Feng gave another salute and said: "Thank you so much, holy monk, Xiao Feng will remember this great virtue."

Xuan Ci spoke up at this time: "Donor Xiao, if you find your father, please tell me that I would like to meet him. I hope you will allow me to do so."

Xiao Feng said: "Master Abbot, Xiao Feng will tell you, but in the end it still depends on my father's wishes."

To the north of the Sutra Pavilion is the back mountain of Shaoshi Mountain. The terrain is steep and the roads are dense and forested. Fortunately, Fang Muye and the three of them have advanced martial arts, so even the steepest places are as smooth as walking on flat ground.

Following the route told by the sweeping monk, after walking for about a stick of incense, the three of them arrived at the edge of the cliff. Looking down, they saw a large cave opening three feet below the right side of the cliff.

Xiao Feng's chest was agitated and he couldn't help but call out: "Dad, Xiao Feng is here to see you."

For a moment, I could only hear his voice echoing continuously in the silent valley, startling a flock of birds, and flying away into the distance, but no one came out of the cave entrance.

After a while, Xiao Feng couldn't help but think: "Isn't daddy here?" He planned to jump into the cave to check.

At this moment, a long rope suddenly shot out from the cave, flew to the top of the cliff, and swept over from one side with fierce force.

Fang Muye and the other three saw the long rope cutting across their waists, and they each used light kung fu to avoid it.

There was only a "crack" sound, and the long rope swept across a distance of several feet. The end of the rope was rolled up and wrapped around a huge rock on the edge of the cliff. Then the rope was tightened, and a black figure was like a big eagle, swiftly

He flew out from under the cliff, jumped two feet above the top of the cliff, and then "turned over like a kite" and landed on the top of the cliff, standing three feet away from Fang Muye.

But when I saw this man, he was tall and tall, dressed in black, with a black scarf covering his face. He only showed a pair of cold eyes. He looked at him fiercely. When he saw Xiao Feng, his eyes immediately became crystal clear.

Xiao Feng was so surprised that he stepped forward and asked in a trembling voice: "You...are you my father?"

The man in black looked at Xiao Feng, first sighed, then raised his head to the sky, and burst into laughter. However, in this long laughter, there was a mixture of sadness, indignation, joy, and joy, which was very complicated.

After laughing, the man in black stretched out his hand and pulled away his mask.

I saw that he was about sixty years old, with big ears, a bushy beard, and a very majestic appearance. He was very similar to Xiao Feng. Without having to identify him, he knew that the two were blood relatives.

Xiao Yuanshan said loudly: "Good boy, good boy, I am your father."

With tears in his eyes, Xiao Feng ran excitedly to Xiao Yuanshan, prostrated himself on the ground, and shouted: "Dad, Feng'er pays homage to dad!"

Xiao Yuanshan raised his right hand, pulled Xiao Feng up, and said: "Good boy, you finally know your life experience. Who told you, and how did you know that your father is here?"

Xiao Feng then remembered and said happily: "Dad, please come here and let me introduce you to my master and senior brother." After saying this, he took Xiao Yuanshan's hand and walked towards Fang Muye and Duan Yu.

Fang Muye led Duan Yu forward to greet him, raised his hands and said, "Fang Muye has met Brother Xiao."

Duan Yu bowed and said, "My nephew, Duan Yu, pays homage to Uncle Xiao."

Xiao Yuanshan returned the salute to Fang Muye and said, "Xiao Yuanshan has met Mr. Fang." He nodded to Duan Yu.

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I thought to myself: "Why did a child like me worship such a young master again?"

Although Xiao Yuanshan had just met Xiao Feng, he had known that "Qiao Feng" was his son more than twenty years ago. Over the years, he had been paying attention to "Qiao Feng" and would always take a sneak peek.

Look at him, I know a lot about him.

Xiao Feng said: "Dad, the child knows his life experience, thanks to the master."

Xiao Feng then told Xiao Yuanshan in detail what happened in the apricot grove outside Wuxi City, how Fang Muye told him that Xiao Yuanshan was not dead, how the three of them came to the Shaolin Temple, and how they learned about Xiao Yuanshan's seclusion from the sweeping monk.

When he heard about Fang Muye, Xiao Yuanshan was greatly surprised. He thought that my child's new master is the "Bai Xiaosheng" who has become famous in the world recently. He actually knows everything about what happened thirty years ago. He is really famous.

There is no real person here. If I didn't know for sure that he was not involved in anything outside Yanmen Pass, I would be suspicious.

When he heard about Murong Bo next, Xiao Yuanshan couldn't help but be filled with anger, and thought bitterly, it turned out that the culprit was someone else, Murong Bo, this despicable villain, tried his best to fabricate the news, stir up trouble, caused the death of my wife and children, and ruined my life.

, I will cut him into pieces with a thousand knives and chop him into mincemeat.

When he finally heard about the divine monk, Xiao Yuanshan gradually became frightened. Cold sweat broke out on his back, and his heart almost stopped beating.

Xiao Yuanshan always thought that he had secretly entered the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple to study martial arts, and none of the monks in the temple knew about it. Unexpectedly, he was witnessed by the Zhongshen Monk and followed to his secluded place. He was not aware of it at all.

Since I became a martial artist, I have never lost to anyone in martial arts, but that divine monk was much stronger than me. Fortunately, he had no ill intentions, otherwise I might not be alive today.

After Xiao Feng finished speaking, both his father and son were silent. For a while, the only sounds heard from the top of the cliff were the "whirring" of the wind and the occasional chirping of birds.

After a long time, Xiao Yuanshan said angrily: "My son, my father had other plans, but now your life experience has been exposed. These people in the Southern Dynasties regard us Khitan people as wolves and tigers, and they cannot tolerate us. So that's all. We, father and son, have nothing to do with it.

Man, go and kill Murong Bo and the evil men outside Yanmen Pass who harmed your mother."

Xiao Feng persuaded him kindly: "Dad, those people were fooled by Murong Bo's rumors back then. They didn't mean it. Moreover, they also felt guilty and repented afterwards, and they had the kindness to raise and teach their children. Let's forget it. We just

Just kill that old man Murong Bo."

Xiao Yuanshan's eyes were like lightning, and he shot at Xiao Feng, staring at him closely. After a moment, his eyes softened, and he said loudly: "Okay, let's kill the old thief Murong Bo."

Xiao Yuanshan was so heroic as a young boy that he learned superb martial arts. His mentor was a Han from the Southern Dynasty. After he became the chief instructor of the Liao Kingdom's Shan army, he made suggestions to the Empress Dowager and the Liao Emperor, and established the Song-Liao alliance as the foundation.

This service eliminated many disasters caused by the Song and Liao wars.

He and his wife had been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and they loved each other. Not long after they got married, they gave birth to a son, Lin, who was even more cheerful and high-spirited. Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened outside Yanmen Pass. When he fell into a valley and survived, his whole person changed completely.

For thirty years, I have been deliberately planning to avenge the death of my wife and the death of my son.

He was originally a heroic and honest hero outside the Great Wall, but when his heart was filled with hatred, he became more and more surly. He then lived in hiding next to the Shaolin Temple for decades, sleeping day and night, practicing martial arts diligently, and rarely saying a word or two to others in a year.

, his temperament has changed drastically, but fortunately, he has not been completely lost in the sea of ​​blood and hatred. Now he finally recognizes Xiao Feng and his son, and his mind is much clearer.

Xiao Yuanshan also knew that the Song Dynasty and the Khitan had enmity and killed each other. It was not a strange thing. Xuanci and other Song Dynasty warriors came to kill himself, a Khitan, and were framed by Murong Bo. Today he learned the truth and was persuaded by Xiao Feng.

His anger was immediately directed at Murong Bo. He wished he could eat his flesh and sleep on his skin, twitch his tendons and cook his bones.

Seeing that Xiao Yuanshan had figured it out and no longer implicated others, Xiao Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking about it for a while, he asked: "Dad, do you know where Yan Longyuan is now when you met him in the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple?"

Xiao Yuanshan asked curiously: "A few days ago, I saw a group of monks from the Shaolin Temple going down the mountain to look for Yan Longyuan. Why are you looking for him too, kid?"

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