The sweeping monk's footsteps were light, and he landed in front of Zhang Wei like a shadow.
"Old Scholar Xiao, this old monk is willing to bear all the sins. I only beg you to show mercy and let Shaolin Temple go!”The sweeping monk put his palms together and closed his eyes, waiting for Zhang Wei's attack.
"Old monk, I respect you for being a true eminent monk, but you can't bear my hatred alone!”Zhang Wei said calmly.
"Can you tell us what kind of hatred you have with Shaolin Temple? Is it the hatred of the nation?" Abbot Xuan Ci suddenly stepped forward and said.
At this moment, the leaves and dust that filled the sky had all fallen. Zhang Wei had also stopped his attack that was like a perpetual motion machine.
Just as the two of them were talking, Abbot Xuan Ci saw the wolf head tattoo on Zhang Wei's chest.
This tattoo was the symbol of Xiao Yuanshan's identity, and also the symbol of Zhang Wei's current identity.
This was a tattoo unique to the Khitans, the people of the Liao Kingdom who fought against the Great Song.
"Hahaha, hahahaha, what a joke! You darn baldy, you can see the wolf tattoo on my body at a glance, but you can't recognize my appearance!”As Zhang Wei spoke, he glared at Xuan Ci!
" You…you're Feng 'er!?" Xiao Feng's master, Master Xuan Ku, pointed at Zhang Wei and said with a shocked expression.
"No, I can't! You're not Qiao Feng! What is your relationship with Feng 'er?”Master Xuan Ku hurriedly asked.
At this moment, Abbot Xuan Ci seemed to have thought of something. With a bitter expression, he opened his mouth and chanted the name of Buddha,"Amitabha!"
"Darn baldy! Do you remember who I am?" Zhang Wei ignored Master Xuan Ku. Instead, he glared at Xuan Ci and shouted.
"Abbot, what is going on?”The impatient Commandment Yard's Chief Xuan Ji saw that Xuan Ci seemed to know something and quickly asked.
"Abbot, could this person be? Could it be that he didn't die?" At this moment, Xuan Ku seemed to have understood something, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.
"Amitabha. If nothing unexpected happens, Old Scholar Xiao is Qiao Feng's biological father!”Xuan Ci sighed and said.
"What?"
"He's actually Qiao Feng's father?"
"Sigh, as expected!"
The senior monks had different reactions, but Zhang Wei had noticed all of this.
"Hehe, do you recognize me? That's right, this old man was the one who was ruined by you back then!”Zhang Wei roared.
" Back then, I brought my one-month-old child to visit my parents, but who knew that a large group of martial arts masters would ambush me outside Yanmen Pass. Without giving me any chance to explain myself, they killed my guards and attacked my wife and children who knew nothing about martial arts when they were no match for me! And this is the justice you flaunt? Is this your great compassion? What? Answer me!" Zhang Wei was so angry that his entire body was trembling. The huge internal energy around his body was restless, blowing his messy hair into the air like an angry ancient warrior.
Hearing Zhang Wei's angry roar, the old monks fell silent. They were indeed in the wrong. It was only right and proper to pay for a life and a debt.
Although the Buddhist Sect emphasized on putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot, their Buddhist Dharma could not shake this person who held the butcher's knife at all.
Hearing the person involved mention this matter again, Xuan Ci, who had planned the operation, only lowered his eyebrows and nodded. He muttered,"Amitabha!"
"When I was young, I had always been working for peace between the Song and Liao countries and swore not to kill the Han people. But who knew that I would be treated like this in the end? Hehe, fortunately, the heavens took pity on me and allowed me to jump off the cliff and not die, giving me the choice and opportunity to take revenge.”
"So now, are you ready? Leader!" Zhang Wei said. He stared straight at Abbot Xuan Ci.
"Amitabha. The cause of the past is the effect of today. This old monk is willing to bear all the consequences!" Abbot Xuan Ci took a step forward, then closed his eyes and waited for death.
Seeing that the abbot was already determined to die, the other Shaolin masters were unable to change this matter. They could only chant scriptures one by one and wait for the development of the matter.
"Amitabha, so there's such a reason.”The sweeping monk suddenly said after hearing this.
"Old Scholar Xiao, when will revenge stop? I know you can't let go of your hatred, but I hope that you won't be blinded by hatred. I only hope that I can bear their many sins with my rotten body!”The sweeping monk stood in front of Abbot Xuan Ci and said slowly.
Zhang Wei glanced at the old monk in front of him, who was about to step into the graveyard, and said,"This old man doesn't know if you're really kind or just pretending to be merciful, but this old man has said it before, you can't bear this old man's hatred!”
"Amitabha, please move aside, Grandmaster. This is all my fault! Let this old monk understand all of this!”Master Xuan Ci said.
Before Zhang Wei could make a move, the group of old monks started pushing each other as if they were all rushing to their deaths.
He was clearly the victim and had hidden for 30 years before he had the hope of getting revenge. Now, he was acting as if he had become the villain.
Zhang Wei looked on coldly without saying a word.
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