"This is your purpose in provoking the Song and Liao War?" Xiao Yuanshan was extremely unaware of why Murong Bo did this.

Yang Pan stood up with a smile and explained, "When the Murong family was a five-generation and ten-nation country, the surviving clan of the Later Yan always had the fantasy of restoring the country. However, what I want to make clear is that there were many wars between the Song and Liao dynasties, but the fantasy of the Murong family's wish to restore the country was just a fantasy, and even the court did not take you seriously, so why bother so much?"

Murong Bo and Murong Fu glared at Yang Pan at the same time.

Yang Pan's words were so hurtful. This simply denied the efforts of more than ten generations of the Murong family.

This is true. Wars between the Song and Liao dynasties were quite frequent in the early Song Dynasty, with no less than a few hundred major wars. But did the Murong family get any benefits here?

Their dream of restoring the country is still a fantasy.

Many martial arts people present couldn't help laughing out loud. It's true that the Murong family is just a small martial arts family. Wanting to restore the country is simply a delusion.

Without the action of the court, the martial arts factions present could easily crush the Murong family by joining forces.

Even if it is not united, just one Beggars' Sect is enough to deal with the Murong family.

Still restoring the country? Dreaming!

Xiao Yuanshan took off his face towel and revealed his true face.

When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but feel upset.

Because he and Qiao Feng look so similar, as if they were carved from the same mold, but there was a gap in age.

"What's going on?" Qiao Feng was shocked.

Xiao Yuanshan walked to Qiao Feng's side, patted Qiao Feng's shoulder heavily, and held Qiao Feng's shoulder with both hands and said, "Feng'er, don't doubt it, just look at your appearance, I am you, you are my son. The old monks in Shaolin Temple know the most."

Things came too suddenly, and he was really unbelievable.

Qiao Feng looked at his enlightenment teacher, Master Xuanku.

Master Xuanku put his hands together and sighed softly: "Amitabha, good, good, good." He did not deny it, but in fact he just agreed.

Xiao Yuanshan opened his clothes, exposed the wolf-head tattoo on his chest, and said, "This is the totem of my Khitan Xiao family, how can it be fake?"

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Qiao Feng also pulled open his clothes and spoke with excitement for a moment.

The martial arts people around were shocked.

Is Qiao Feng actually a Khitan?

The people of the Beggars' Sect are the most difficult to accept. How could their gang leader become a Khitan? What should they do?

"Dad!" Qiao Feng was a man after all, and he did not care about other external factors and accepted his life experience calmly.

Yang Pan looked at this scene and was amazed in his heart.

Qiao Feng's character is really extraordinary. He is the leader of the Beggars' Sect. Once he recognizes his relatives, he will never be the leader of the Beggars' Sect again. Because the Beggars' Sect will never allow a Khitan to be their leader.

No matter how much Qiao Feng makes, this is an objective fact that cannot be changed.

Xiao Yuanshan was very pleased, then turned around and pointed at Murong Bo and his son, and said, "The enemies between you and me are irreconcilable. Today is the best time to resolve the grudge between us."

Murong Bo snorted coldly and said, "Okay, follow me!"

"Slow down." Yang Pan suddenly interrupted.

The four people turned to look at Yang Pan.

Yang Pan said seriously: "Qiao Feng can leave, Mr. Xiao and Murong Bo and his son have to stay and explain the facts. After all, this is my responsibility for the six doors. Considering that you want to resolve your personal grudges, you can. But you can't leave here. Look at the vastness of this place. With so many martial arts fellow witnesses, I believe that the grudges between you can be fairly resolved here. Two to two, life and death are in harmony with your destiny."

Murong Bo had long been mentally prepared, otherwise he would not have appeared.

If you practice Buddhist martial arts, you will naturally not be able to escape the word "cause and effect".

If you sow good causes, you will get good results. If you get bad causes, you will naturally get bad results.

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end.

This sentence is not absolute, but it is absolute within the scope of Buddhism’s influence.

If Murong Bo did not touch Buddhist martial arts throughout his life, perhaps he could have lived through his old age safely, and the Murong family could still continue to pass on it.

Why? Because with the power of the Murong family and with the strength of Murong Bo, as long as he does not openly rebel, it will be enough to preserve the inheritance of the Murong family.

Unfortunately, whether it is Murong Bo or Xiao Yuanshan, they all chose to practice Buddhist martial arts, and naturally they entered the Buddhist cause and effect, and good and evil will eventually be rewarded.

There is a master in the dark.

Today is the time for retribution to come.

Yang Pan just pushed it with the trend.

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The way of cause and effect is extremely strange and incredibly powerful. The foundations of Buddhahood in the heavens and all realms are all based on the word "cause and effect".

Murong Bo really agreed.

"Whoever is surnamed Xiao, come on, see if you father and son are good, or if we are better!" Murong Bo snorted coldly, then took action first.

Xiao Yuanshan slapped out with a powerful Vajra palm.

Murong Bo took the call with Doroye.

The martial arts attainments of these two people have reached the peak of a master, and they are not bound by the routine themselves. Several sets of Shaolin skills are interspersed and used, which makes people dizzy.

"The Great Vajra Palm, the Dora Leaf Finger, the Wuxiang Jie Finger, the Ruyi Piercing Heart Leg, the One-finger Zen Palm, the Prajna Palm, the Thousand Buddhas and Thousand Leaf Hand..." The monk of the Xuan generation recognized twenty or thirty Shaolin 72 unique skills in one breath.

The Shaolin monks couldn't help feeling ashamed. It was not easy for each of them to carefully study one of the unique skills. Some people were able to learn twenty or thirty unique skills, and each of them had great attainments.

Xiao Yuanshan is proficient in palm techniques, while Murong Bo has more Shaolin skills.

"I really deserve to be a father and son." Yang Pan looked at Murong Bo's move and sighed.

The styles of martial arts are the same.

The fight between Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan is difficult to distinguish, and it is difficult to distinguish the outcome.

Murong Fu actually played a similar game with Qiao Feng, which was very surprising.

In fact, speaking of this, Murong Fu, who has been practicing the second level of the Dou Zhuang Xinghua, is not weak. He can defeat all the martial arts masters below him.

Return to the other body with his own way.

Yang Pan was beaten to the eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms when he met Qiao Feng’s face with empty hands.

But Murong Fu was able to withstand it, and had come and go without falling behind.

This is actually easy to understand. In a word, this is the issue of mutual generation and mutual restraint among martial arts.

Yang Pan's boxing and palm techniques also take the path of being strong, but the problem is that the eighteen dragon-subduing palms are naturally suppressed to death.

Murong Fu is leveraging his strength to fight. In fact, this kind of martial arts is the most restrained and powerful way.

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After a few days of rest, it was really comfortable. People just had a kind of laziness.

When I got home, I turned on the computer and didn't want to typify at all.
Chapter completed!