Inside the Scripture Depository.
Murong Bo was leisurely flipping through the scriptures in the pavilion in a corner.
Although it was still broad daylight, Murong Bo did not care at all. With decades of infiltration experience, he was already used to it, so he was not worried about being discovered by the Shaolin Temple.
Yesterday, Xuan Ci had mobilized the monks in the temple to search the entire Shaolin Temple, and Murong Bo knew about it.
But Murong Bo didn't care at all. He thought that Xuan Ci didn't know that he was hiding in Shaolin.
After all, in Murong Bo's eyes, he was already a person who had died many years ago.
How could a dead person hide in Shaolin Temple, and in the Sutra Depository, where the precious Shaolin scriptures were stored?
……
In another corner of the Sutra Depository, Xiao Yuanshan was also carefully reading the Twelve Ultimate Skills of Shaolin Temple.
Xiao Yuanshan's temperament and shamelessness could not compare to Murong Bo.
He usually sneaked into the Sutra Depository at night. Today was the first time he came to the Sutra Depository in broad daylight, so he was somewhat nervous.
Therefore, he appeared to be more cautious and guilty, completely unlike Murong Bo's leisurely self satisfaction.
……
However, what the two of them did not know was that when they thought that no one was paying attention to them.
In a corner of the Sutra Depository, an old monk in a tattered gray robe had seen everything they had done.
However, the old monk did not disturb the two of them.
The old monk could not help but sigh when he saw Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan reading through martial arts secret manuals and abandoning Buddhist classics, the experiences of eminent monks, and the words of great virtue like worn shoes.
Then, the old monk shook his head and no longer paid attention to the two of them. He continued to sweep the dust on the floor of the Sutra Depository with the broom in his hand.
……
"Pavilion Master Ye, the Scripture Depository is in front.”
Under Xuan Ci's lead, Ye Xiuyuan's group soon arrived at the Sutra Depository. Xuan Ci pointed at the pavilion in front of them and introduced it to Ye Xiuyuan.
Ye Xiuyuan nodded.
Xuan Ci hesitated for a moment and said," Pavilion Master Ye, it's not that I don't believe you. I just want to confirm if Murong Bo is still in the Sutra Depository."”
The Scripture Depository was an important place in Shaolin. If Murong Bo wasn't there, Xuan Ci didn't want to bring Ye Xiu and the others in.
Ye Xiuyuan didn't pay much attention to it and carefully sensed it again.
He discovered that there were three powerful auras hidden in the Sutra Depository. He guessed that the owner of one of the auras must be Murong Bo, so he said with certainty," Murong Bo hasn't left. He's still in the Sutra Depository."”
"Thank you, Pavilion Lord Ye." When Xuan Ci heard this, he put his palms together and made a Buddhist gesture of gratitude.
Then, without any hesitation, he took the lead and left the Sutra Depository.
However…
When he reached the entrance of the Sutra Depository, Xuan Ci suddenly stopped.
Ye Xiuyuan saw this and was unhappy. Could it be that you're afraid that we'll covet your temple's books?”
"Pavilion Lord Ye, you misunderstood." When Xuan Ci heard this, he quickly explained," I stopped at my place because I thought that I would have a conflict with Murong Bo later. If we fight in the pavilion, it's inevitable that the books in the pavilion will be destroyed."”
"The books in the pavilion were all left behind by the predecessors. If they were destroyed, the crime would be too great. This old monk really can't bear this responsibility.”
"I see!" Ye Xiuyuan heard this and reluctantly believed Xuan Ci's explanation.”
Xuan Ci thought for a moment and said,"Wait for me to use some tricks to lure Murong Bo out."”
Ye Xiuyuan nodded lightly and didn't say anything else.
Seeing this, Xuan Ci knew that Ye Xiuyuan already had a grudge and sighed helplessly in his heart.
However, when he thought about how it was more important to lure Murong Bo out, he stopped thinking about it.
He took a deep breath and said loudly," Mr. Murong Bo, you lied to me for 30 years. You hid in Shaolin for 30 years and secretly learned Shaolin martial arts for 30 years."”
"Now that I know that you are in the Gold Pavilion, why don't you come out and meet an old friend like me?”
……
Xuan Ci's words were very straightforward, and her voice was very loud. Everyone within a few miles of the Sutra Depository could hear her clearly.
Murong Bo, who was in the Sutra Depository, could naturally hear it.
……
Hearing Xuan Ci's voice, Murong Bo was shocked and subconsciously wanted to slip away.
However, he did not move.
From Xuan Ci's words, he knew that Xuan Ci had found out about him deceiving Xuan Ci thirty years ago and hiding in the Shaolin Temple to secretly learn Shaolin martial arts.
Although he was still wondering how Xuan Ci suddenly found out about this, what was supposed to happen would eventually happen.
Ever since he sent a fake message to Xuan Ci 30 years ago, he knew that this day would come.
……
Murong Bo stood there for a long time before he sighed and walked out of the Sutra Depository.
……
Just as Murong Bo walked out of the Sutra Depository, Xiao Yuanshan also quietly left the Sutra Depository.
Xuan Ci's voice not only shocked Murong Bo, but it also scared Xiao Yuanshan. This made Xiao Yuanshan, who was already a little guilty, not dare to stay in the Sutra Depository anymore.
……
"Abbot Xuan Ci, long time no see!"
After a short while, Murong Bo arrived outside the Gold Vault and looked at Xuan Ci with a complicated expression.
"Benefactor Murong has been hiding in Shaolin for many years. I think you must have seen me quite a lot." Xuan Ci sneered.”
"I'm afraid 'long time no see' isn't appropriate for Almsgiver Murong!”
"Abbot Xuan Ci, why do you have to be so sarcastic?”
" No matter what happened between us, we were friends 30 years ago, weren't we?" Murong Bo smiled faintly.”
It would have been better if Murong Bo hadn't mentioned the word 'friend'. However, the moment he mentioned the word' friend', Xuan Ci's originally expressionless face was instantly filled with rage." Murong Bo, you have the nerve to mention the word 'friend'!"”
"This old monk treated you sincerely, but how did you repay this old monk?”
"Thirty years ago, you deceived me so miserably!”
Speaking of what happened 30 years ago, Xuan Ci's tone was filled with grief and indignation, but there was also guilt on her face.
Of course, Xuan Ci's guilt wasn't because of Murong Bo, but because of those people who died tragically outside Yanmen Pass 30 years ago, as well as Xiao Feng.
"Sigh!" Murong Bo sighed.
He did not regret what happened thirty years ago, but he felt guilty for deceiving Abbot Xuan Ci, who trusted him so much.
"Abbot Xuan Ci…"
Murong Bo was about to say something.
Suddenly, Xiao Feng shouted," Old Murong, you killed my mother thirty years ago. Today, I will avenge my mother!"”
"Why do you say that, Hero Qiao?" Murong Bo didn't know that Xiao Feng was a Khitan, so he couldn't help but ask curiously when he saw Xiao Feng suddenly speak.
"Humph! My surname is Xiao, not Qiao!" Xiao Feng said and continued,
"It was the infant in swaddling clothes outside Yanmen Pass thirty years ago.”
"Do you understand now?"
"Understood." Murong Bo nodded.
"Humph!" "Hmph!" Xiao Feng snorted coldly and said,"Since you already understand, there's no need to waste your breath.”
"The hatred for killing my mother is irreconcilable!"
"Let's see what we can do!"
After saying that, Xiao Feng immediately attacked Murong Bo.
Murong Bo was caught off guard by Xiao Feng's sudden attack. However, his combat experience and his cultivation were deeper than Qiao Feng's, so he was not flustered.
Seeing Qiao Feng's attack, he defused it with a clever move and then quickly pulled away from Xiao Feng.
Seeing this, Xiao Feng continued to charge forward and fight Murong Bo.
……
Xiao Feng and Murong Bo.
Xiao Feng was in his prime, and the stronger his combat physique was, the stronger he would be.
Murong Bo wasn't an easy opponent either. Murong Bo was not only powerful, but he also had a sharp eye. He also cultivated the unique skills of hundreds of schools and had all kinds of strange moves.
Therefore, for a moment, the two of them were in a stalemate.
Suddenly.
Just as the two of them were fighting fiercely, two loud shouts sounded,
"Old Murong, die! Xiao Yuanshan is here!"
"Xiao Feng, how dare you! Murong Fu is here!"
It was Xiao Feng's father, Xiao Yuanshan, and Murong Fu!
……
He heard Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Fu shouting,
"Bang!"
Xiao Feng's Mighty Dragon's Regrets and Murong Bo's Joined Finger collided with a loud bang.
Then, the two of them separated.
……
"Amitabha!"
Suddenly, another Buddhist proclamation sounded in the arena.
Then, an old monk holding a broom slowly walked out of the Sutra Library.
"This one Ye Xiuyuan greets Master!" Upon seeing the other party, Ye Xiuyuan didn't wait for the others to react before walking up to greet the old monk.
Ding!" Congratulations to the host for introducing yourself to the sweeping monk. You have formed a 'first meeting fate' with the sweeping monk. Reward: ..."
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