The Sweeping Monk Makes a Move, Killing Murong Bo with a Stare ()
"Why did I go to the Scripture Depository?”
"And who is that person who looks exactly like me, but is older?”
Xiao Feng looked at the scene on the screen in a daze, and all kinds of thoughts flew in his mind.
A thought that made him excited and unbelievable appeared in his mind.
A'Zhu was even more confused than Xiao Feng.
"How is this possible? Big brother Xiao, young master, Jiu Mozhi, a person who looks exactly like big brother Xiao, and the old master all appeared in the Sutra Depository.”
"Didn't master die for almost thirty years? How did he come back to life?”
Murong Bo had faked his death for thirty years, and not many people in the martial world could recognize him.
However, how could A'Zhu, who had served Murong Bo, forget him?
When Murong Bo died, she even cried sadly.
"The first black-robed man who appeared in the Sutra Depository was Murong Fu's father, Murong Bo?”
"Why did he fake his death and sneak into the Sutra Depository?”
When Xiao Feng heard this, he was so shocked that he had forgotten about the person who looked exactly like him.
A'Zhu shook his head!
She only found out today that Murong Bo was still alive, so how could she possibly know Murong Bo's motive?
"Brother Xiao, I know how to find out the identity of the leader.”
Suddenly, A'Zhu's eyes lit up.
"What is it? Ah Zhu, you have a way, that's great!"
When Xiao Feng heard this, he excitedly grabbed A'Zhu's hands.
At present, other than healing A'Zhu's internal injuries, his biggest goal was to find the murderer from back then, the leader who had been framing him recently.
"Brother Xiao, think about it. That night, the leader sneaked into Shaolin and killed your master, Master Xuan Ku. Others don't know his identity, but the sweeping monk must know who the leader is!”
"If we go to Shaolin and find the sweeping monk, won't we know who the leader is?”
Xiao Feng's eyes lit up. Why didn't I think of this?"
"Others might not know who killed my master, Xuan Ku, but the cultivation of the sweeping monk is definitely clear.”
The more they talked, the more excited they became. It was as if they could see the day when the truth would be revealed.
"Is that my father?"
Murong Fu stared at Murong Bo on the screen with his mouth agape.
"Young Master, that is indeed Old Master.”
Feng Poliu E grabbed Bao Butong's hand excitedly.
"But didn't my father pass away a long time ago?”
Murong Fu was both excited and confused.
"Damn this inventory!"
On this side, Murong Bo's scalp was already numb, his eyes almost spewing fire as he looked at the inventory.
He was happy that Jiu Mozhi had blocked the lightning, but he didn't expect that he would be exposed the next moment.
He knew very well what he had done.
If the news that he was not dead was exposed, Shaolin would definitely not let him off.
And that Qiao Feng.
This matter might even implicate the great cause of restoring the country, and his son Murong Fu might not have a good life.
At this moment, Murong Bo's killing intent surged, but he was helpless.
"It's Old Master Murong. He's actually not dead?”
Jiu Mozhi looked at Murong Bo in shock.
At this moment, those who were familiar with him were all extremely shocked.
Why was Murong Bo pretending to be dead?
Unsolvable doubts filled everyone's hearts.
"Murong Bo!"
"Xiao Yuanshan!"
If there was anyone else in the world who could recognize Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan at the same time, other than the sweeping monk and Chen Qing, it would be Xuan Ci, who had participated in the Battle of Yanmen Pass 30 years ago and was known as the leader.
In Shaolin Temple, Xuan Ci's pupils constricted violently, and he was horrified.
The resurrection of two dead people was still related to him. One could imagine the shock in Xuan Ci's heart.
Especially with the recent upheaval in Beggar's Sect, those who participated in Yanmen Pass were killed one by one.
Previously, he also thought that it was Xiao Feng who did it.
But now, all the doubts in Xuan Ci's heart were resolved.
The other Xuan senior monks were also shocked.
They didn't know Xiao Yuanshan, but they knew that the incident at Yanmen Pass was spread by Murong Bo.
"Murong Bo, what a thief!"
Xuan Bei couldn't help but curse." He faked his death to evade the matter of the past. He even sneaked into Shaolin to steal the scriptures. He must be killed."”
"Kill Murong Bo first, then find Jiu Mozhi!”
Xuan Ji was furious.
It was unforgivable for the dignified Shaolin Temple to be toyed with by Murong Bo.
"After the inventory is done, the entire Jianghu will want Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan.”
Xuan Ci gritted his teeth, his killing intent surging.
His identity as the leader of the group could not be exposed. Otherwise, Shaolin would really lose face.
In the Nine States, many people did not know about these grudges. At this moment, they were only looking at the sweeping monk on the light screen.
In the next moment, the sweeping monk took a step forward and arrived in front of Murong Bo, whose cultivation base was already at half-step mythical stage.
The sweeping monk was about to attack!
Everyone was shocked and could not help but get excited.
After 70 years of hiding from the world, the 130-year-old man was about to make his move.
At this moment, even the mythical figures were all focused, worried that they would miss out on something exciting.
At the same time, on the light screen, the sweeping monk's gaze was fixed on Murong Bo, as sharp as a knife.
The two of them looked at each other.
The next moment, Murong Bo spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, dead.
？？？？
He killed a half-step myth with a single glance?
At this moment, the entire Nine Provinces gasped.
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