the clear heart knows Buddha, know Buddha with a clear heart, parting from heart is not Buddha, parting from Buddha is not heart…..” the voice is deep and peaceful, he never heard it before. Duan Yu pondered: “As it turns out there is a monk here, there is no harm in asking him if he has seen elder brother Xiao.” at once he walk towards the voice.

He walk around a bamboo forest, suddenly he saw quite a number of people gathering at a patch of lawn in the forest. A monk with shabby green robe is sitting on top of a rock, the chanting voice is coming from him, a number of people are sitting in front of him, Xiao YuanShan, Xiao Feng, Murong Bo, Murong Fu, as well as senior monks from other temple, several Xuan generation monks from Shaolin, all of them sitting on the ground, their pair of hands joining together, their head lowered and eyebrow drooping, respectfully listening to the monk’s teachings. One man is standing 4-5 zhang away, the person is Grand Tutor of Tubo Jiumozhi, his face revealed a mocking expression, apparently he is unconvinced.

Duan Yu came from a nation of Buddhist, he studied Buddhist doctrine since childhood from eminent monks, thus he have some knowledge on Buddhist scripture and doctrine, however a portion of Dali’s Dharma came from the south, classified as Hinayana doctrine, the other portion is Mahayana doctrine from Tubo, belonging to Tantra Buddhism, they are somewhat different from Shaolin’s Zen Buddhism, the old monk is reciting Buddhist verse, although the verse is plain but it is logical, Duan Yu pondered: “Look at this old monk’s clothes, he is a Shaolin monk, his position extremely low, merely an odd-job worker, how come the senior monks and elder brother Xiao listen to him expound Buddhist teachings?”

Duan Yu walk slowly towards them, he want to look at the appearance of the monk, what kind of person he is. However in order to look at the monk’s face he have to stand behind Xiao Feng and the others, he don’t dare to disturb them, thus he tread gently and walk roundabout, he arch his body and shrink his feet, as he was about to walk near Jiumozhi, suddenly Jiumozhi turn around and smile faintly at him. Duan Yu return with a smile as well.

Suddenly an extremely violent wind shoot straight at his chest. Duan Yu shouted out: “Ayo!” he wanted to use [Six Meridian Divine Swords] to resist but there is no time, he felt his chest ached, in his dazed state he heard someone chant: “Emituofo!” he lost consciousness afterwards.

Murong Bo’s identity was uncovered by XuanCi, he also revealed his scheme of spreading false information, he was the one who engineered the disaster at YanMen Pass, he knew that not only Xiao father and son desire for revenge, the crowd of heroes will not tolerate him as well, thus he move quickly and rush into Shaolin Temple. There are numerous buildings in Shaolin, he is familiar with the location, no matter where he hide, Xiao father and son will not be able to find him easily. However Xiao YuanShan and Xiao Feng hate him to the bones, they follow relentlessly and tailed closely. Xiao YuanShan is roughly the same age as him, their skills on par with each other, since Murong Bo took the initiative and ran first, it is difficult for Xiao YuanShan to catch up. However Xiao Feng is in his prime of life, his martial arts and internal energy at the peak of perfection, he exert energy and ran swiftly, when Murong Bo reach the gate of Shaolin Temple, Xiao Feng smack his palm several zhang away, the palm force already reach Murong Bo’s back.

Murong Bo send out his palm to block, his entire body was jolted, he felt faint aching and numbness in his arm, he cannot help but feel alarmed: “This little Khitan puppy’s internal energy is so powerful!” he move sideways and entered the gate. How can Xiao Feng allow him to escape, he quicken his pace to catch up. However Murong Bo already entered within the temple, there are corridors and halls everywhere, although Xiao Feng’s palm strength is powerful but he cannot hit him. Three person, one in front two behind, in a short period of time they reached the Scripture-Depository Pavilion.

Murong Bo broke in through the window, in an instant he sealed the sleep acupoints of the four monks who guard the pavilion, he turn around and sneered: “Xiao YuanShan, both father and son come at me together, or we two old man fight one on one till death?” Xiao YuanShan blocked the door and said: “Child, block the window, don’t let him leave.” Xiao Feng said: “Yes!” he move beside the window, his palm held horizontally across his chest, both father and son close in on the enemy, it is difficult for Murong Bo to escape. Xiao YuanShan said: “You and i have deep hatred, it can only be resolved by death. Previously we fought three times, i was lenient and stop myself from going too far, today i see through your true colours, moreover your made huge progress in your martial arts, naturally we father and son have to join hands and attack together to take your life.”

Murong Bo laugh out loud, he was about to reply, suddenly he heard footsteps coming up the staircase, a person came up, it is Jiumozhi. Jiumozhi press his palm together to greet Murong Bo and said: “Mr Murong, after we part i heard Mr Murong depart to Western Paradise, junior monk mourn with bitter heart, as it turns out Mr Murong live in seclusion, you have deep intention, today we meet again, junior monk is extremely happy.” Murong Bo cupped his fist to return the greeting, he smile and said: “For the sake of my family and country i have to feign death, it caused undue worries to Grand Tutor, i am deeply ashamed.” Jiumozhi said: “I don’t deserve such praise, i don’t deserve such praise. Junior monk met Mr Murong by chance, we discuss martial arts, i gained guidance from Mr Murong for a few days, my entire lifetime of doubts was resolved, moreover Mr Murong bestowed the essence of Shaolin’s 72 supreme consummate skill, your kindness engraved deeply in my heart.”

Murong Bo smile and said: “This is a trivial matter, why mention it?” he said to Xiao father and son: “Old hero Xiao, great hero Xiao, this divine monk Jiumozhi, he is Tubo’s Great Bright Wheel King, his Dharma profound, martial arts far superior to mine, such talent is very rare in the present age.”

Xiao YuanShan and Xiao Feng look at each other, they pondered: “Although this foreign monk might not necessarily be stronger than Murong Bo, but he is certainly extremely competent, he have such deep relationship with Murong Bo, naturally he will assist him, it is difficult to predict the outcome of this battle.”

Jiumozhi said: “Mr Murong praise me erroneously. Previously junior monk heard Mr Murong talk about sword-play, you consider [Six Meridian Divine Swords] of Dali’s TianLong Monastery as the number one sword-art under the heaven, however you have yet to see it and it is the greatest regret of your life. Junior monk learn about the death of Mr Murong, thus i went to Dali’s TianLong Monastery to beg for [Six Meridian Divine Swords Manual] to cremate it before Mr Murong’s tomb. Unexpectedly old monk Kurong was a crafty rogue, he use his internal energy to burn the sword manual at the critical juncture. Although junior monk is a man of virtue who keep his words, but i was unable to fulfil your wish, i am deeply sorry.”

Murong Bo said: “I am already deeply grateful to great master for remembering this promise. Besides Dali Duan family’s [Six Meridian Divine Swords] still exist in this world, moments ago Dali’s Gentleman Duan fought with my son, the sword energy dominating, its reputation as the number one sword-art under the heaven is indeed well-deserved.”

At this moment a shadow flash by, another person appear inside the Scripture-Depository Pavilion, it is Murong Fu. He lag behind by several steps, when he reach the temple he already lost sight of his father and Xiao father and son, he manage to trace their trail to Scripture-Depository Pavilion but Jiumozhi caught up and overtook him. He heard his father mention the matter of Duan Yu’s [Six Meridian Divine Swords] defeating him, he cannot help but feel greatly ashamed.

Murong Bo said: “Xiao father and son desire to kill me, great master what is your opinion?”

Jiumozhi said: “We are intimate friends for many years, how can i stand by and do nothing?’

Xiao Feng saw Murong Fu arriving, the situation now turn to three against two, although Murong Fu is somewhat inferior but he cannot be underestimated, it is very likely they will not be able to kill Murong Bo, both Xiao father and son might even die in this Scripture-Depository Pavilion. However Xiao Feng possess heroic bravery, he never allow his own adverse situation to affect him, he shout loudly: “Today’s matter can only be resolved by death. Prepare to receive my move!” with a ‘Hu’ sound he smack his palm quickly at Murong Bo. Murong Bo brush it away with his left hand, he channelled his internal energy, intending to neutralize the incoming palm force. ‘Kala la’, a bookshelf on the left-hand side broke and turn into splinters, the scriptures on the shelf came crashing down. Xiao Feng’s palm force is vigorous and forceful, although Murong Bo manage to brush it away but he was unable to neutralize it, he merely diverted the attack elsewhere and it hit a bookshelf.

Murong Bo smile faintly and said: “Southern Murong, Northern Qiao Feng! Your reputation is indeed well-deserved! Brother Xiao, i have something to say, will you listen or not?” Xiao YuanShan said: “How can i tolerate your flowery speech, don’t even think about asking me not to avenge my wife.” Murong Bo said: “You want to kill me for revenge, but base on the current situation i am afraid it will not be possible. We have three person, you only have two, may i ask who have a higher chance of winning?” Xiao YuanShan said: “Naturally you have a higher chance of winning. A true man is unfazed by numbers, why the need to fear?” Murong Bo said: “The illustrious name of Xiao father and son is unrivalled, in your entire life have you ever been afraid of anyone? You have no fear, but it will be extremely difficult to kill me today. I want to do a transaction, i will let you fulfil your desire for revenge, however you father and son have to promise me something.”

Xiao YuanShan and Xiao Feng pondered: “I wonder what this old thief is planning?”

Murong Bo said: “You father and son only have to promise me something, afterwards you may step forward to kill me for revenge. I will wait for death with hands tied, definitely won’t resist, Jiumozhi and my son will not be allowed to save me.” when he finish speaking, Xiao father and son are greatly surprised, Jiumozhi and Murong Fu are extremely shock as well. Murong Fu shouted: “Father, we have strength in numbers…..” Jiumozhi also said: “Mr Murong why do you say such a thing? As long as junior monk is breathing, I will never allow anyone to raise a finger at Mr Murong.” Murong Bo said: “Great master’s righteousness, when i have a friend like you, where is the regret even in death? Brother Xiao, I have a matter to consult you. At that time I spread false information, it led to a huge disaster, but does brother Xiao know my true purpose in committing such evil deeds?”

Xiao YuanShan is boiling with rage, he pointed at Murong Bo and cursed: “You are originally a despicable person, breaking the law and committing crimes, rejoicing in other people’s misfortune, what other intention you need to have?” he took 1 step forward, with a ‘Hu’ sound he launch his fist.

Jiumozhi arrive in a flash with both palms blocking, with a ‘Bo’ sound, the fist wind and palm force collided and rush upward, dust on the roof rustled down. In this clash of fist and palm, unexpectedly both are equally matched; both of them admire each other secretly.

Murong Bo said: “Brother Xiao please restrain your anger and listen to me. Brother Xiao have always been residing far north, we are total strangers, naturally there is no hatred and animosity. As for Shaolin’s abbot XuanCi, I have been friends with him for many years. Since I put in utmost effort to incite disharmony on both side, naturally there is a significant underlying reason.”

Xiao YuanShan’s eyes seem to be spitting fire, he shouted: “What reason? Say it, say it!”

Murong Bo said: “Brother Xiao, you are a Khitan. Bright Wheel King Jiumozhi is from Tubo. Fighters from Central Plain, they call you barbarians. Your esteemed son was originally chief of Beggar Clan, martial arts and wisdom shaking the present age, truly a rare talent to emerge from Beggar Clan. But when they learn of his Khitan heritage, they immediately turn hostile, not only they refuse to recognize him as chief, moreover everyone have the desire to kill him. Brother Xiao, do you think it is fair?”

Xiao YuanShan said: “The feud between Song and Liao, two countries at war, it already last more than a hundred year. Beyond the border area, Song and Liao people kill each other at sight, this have always been the case. Since Beggar Clan found out my son is a Khitan, how can they worship an enemy? This is common logic, nothing unfair about it.” He pause for a while and continued: “Abbot XuanCi, Wang JianTong, etc, they killed my wife and subordinate, it is not their original intention. Nevertheless, this matter can be considered a tussle between Song and Liao, nothing surprising, but you set-up this trap, I cannot let you off easily.”

Murong Bo said: “According to brother Xiao, when two countries are at war, they only seek to achieve victory by killing the enemy, do they have to pay particular attention to compassion and integrity?” Xiao YuanShan said: “All is fair in war, this have always been the case. Why are you talking about such irrelevant things?” Murong Bo smile faintly and said: “Brother Xiao, which country you think Murong Bo came from?”

Xiao YuanShan tremble slightly and said: “Your Gusu Murong family, naturally they are Han Chinese from Southern Dynasty, don’t tell me you are foreigner?” Abbot XuanCi is extremely knowledgeable, when Murong Bo dissuade Murong Fu from committing suicide, he already deduce his origin base on his speech. Xiao YuanShan is not aware of historic matters, thus he fail to understand the situation.

Murong Bo shake his head and said: “Brother Xiao guess wrongly.” He turn his head and said to Murong Fu: “Child, which country we came from?” Murong Fu said: “Murong family is Xianbei, the prestige of Great Yan shaking the area north of the Yellow river, we establish a glorious empire, unfortunately our enemies are ruthless, they topple our nation.” Murong Bo said: “I named you with the word ‘Fu’, what is the meaning?” Murong Fu replied: “Father wants me to always remember the wishes of our ancestor, I have to restore Great Yan, take back our nation.” Murong Bo said: “Take out the jade ruler’s seal of Yan nation, let old hero Xiao take a look.”

Murong Fu said: “Yes!” he untie a cloth bag and extract a black jade square seal. A vivid leopard head is carved on top of the seal, Murong Fu turn over the jade seal, revealing the text. Jiumozhi saw the phrase “Treasure of Emperor of Great Yan” engraved on the seal. Xiao father and son don’t understand the text on the seal, nevertheless the jade seal is exquisitely crafted, the corners rather damaged, clearly it is ancient and undergo multiple disaster, although they are unsure of its authenticity but they knew the item is uncommon, definitely not newly crafted object.

Murong Bo said again: “Take out the lineage stave of emperor of Great Yan, let old hero Xiao take a look.” Murong Fu replied: “Yes!” he put the jade seal back into the cloth bag and took out a tarpaulin bag, he open it to reveal a yellow fabric, he raise the fabric with both hands.

Xiao YuanShan saw curvy text written with vermillion ink on the yellow fabric, he don’t understand, clearly it is foreign script. Chinese text is written on the left-hand side, at the top it is written: “Great Ancestor the Cultured Emperor Huihuang” the next part: “Noble Ancestor the Accomplished Emperor Huijun” the next part: “Lonely Emperor Huiwei”. Another line of text written separately: “Generation Ancestor the Successful Martial Emperor Huichui”, the next part: “Noble Forefather Compassionate and Suffering Emperor Huimin”, the next part: “Duke of Kaifeng Huixiang”, “Zhao Emperor Huilin”, the next line: “Middle Forefather the Accomplished Martial Emperor Huisheng”, “Accomplished Literary Emperor Huixi”, etc, posthumous names. As for the year 410, after the execution of Southern Yan Murong Chao, subsequent descendants are all commoner, they are no longer emperor or marquis. The era is long, their offspring gradually increase in numbers, Xiao YuanShan, Xiao Feng, Jiumozhi, three of them are not in the mood to examine it in detail. However they saw the name of the last person on the lineage record: “Murong Fu”, above him is “Murong Bo”.

Jiumozhi said: “As it turns out Mr Murong is a descendant of Emperor of Great Yan, pardon me, pardon me!”

Murong Bo sigh and said: “The nation vanquished and citizen lost, but the chief is safe, it can be considered a major fortune in the disaster. However the wishes of successive generations of ancestor have always been the restoration of Great Yan, Murong Bo is incompetent, I roam around the world for half a lifetime but in the end I achieve nothing. Brother Xiao, my Xianbei Murong family intend to restore our nation, do you think we deserve it?”

Xiao YuanShan said: “The victor becomes the king, the loser becomes the bandit. Many people vie for supremacy in this world, why do you need to mention about deserving or undeserving?”

Murong Bo said: “Enlightening! Brother Xiao’s speech is similar to my intention. If Murong family wants to restore Great Yan, it must take advantage of opportunity. The servants of Murong family are weak, power feeble, how can it be easy to rebuild the nation? The only chance is to cause mass rebellion, endless war and fighting everywhere.”

Xiao YuanShan said gloomily: “You spread false news to sow discord, incite a quarrel between Song and Liao, eventually leading to a great war?”

Murong Bo said: “Precisely, if a war between Song and Liao breaks out, Great Yan will be able to take advantage of the situation. In the past, in the rebellion of the eight kings during Jin dynasty, Sima clan massacre one another, the five non-Han clan took advantage to set up their regime. Today’s situation is also the same.” Jiumozhi nod his head and said: “Correct! If Song dynasty meet with foreign aggressor, civil unrest will break out, not only Mr Murong will have a chance to restore his nation, my Tubo will also get to profit as well.”

Xiao YuanShan snorted coldly, he cast a sidelong glance at these two people.

Murong Bo said: “Your esteemed son is the Lord of Liao’s Southern Chancellery, he commands the military symbol and oversees Nanjing, if he direct his army southward and occupy the Yellow River and North River, he will achieve a glorious deed, he can proclaim himself king and enjoy boundless riches and honour. At that time it will take little effort to round up all the heroes of Central Plains and annihilate them, the hatred of being ousted by Beggar Clan, won’t it be avenged?”

Xiao YuanShan said: “You want my son to work for you, so that you can take advantage of the crisis and fulfil your wild ambition of restoring Yan nation?”

Murong Bo said: “Correct, my Murong family will lead an army and set off from Shandong province, rally behind Great Liao, at the same time Tubo, Western Xia, Dali, we five nation will divide Great Song, its not difficult. My Yan nation don’t dare to take any land from Great Liao, if we get to build a country we will first take from the south. This matter is highly beneficial for Great Liao, brother Xiao what can you have against it?” at this moment he flip his right hand, a glittering dagger appeared on his palm, he stick the dagger beside his body and said: “Xiao father and son only need to comply with my proposal and you can take my life immediately, avenge your wife, I definitely won’t resist.” With a ‘Chi’ sound he tore open his clothe, exposing the skin on the pit of his stomach.

This action is simply beyond the expectation of Xiao father and son, unexpectedly he is willing to die even though he occupied a dominant position, they did not know how to reply.

Jiumozhi said: “Mr Murong, there is a common saying: Those not from my clan, their intention will surely be different. Let alone major decisions pertaining to military or nation, fraud will inevitably occur. Supposing Mr Murong is willing to die, but later Xiao father and son did not go along with Mr Murong’s wishes, then….then won’t you die in vain?”

Murong Bo said: “Old hero Xiao live in seclusion for over 10 years, he rarely makes an appearance in this world. However noble warrior Xiao’s illustrious name is spread across the whole world, his word carries enormous weight, how can he renege on a promise? For the sake of a completely unrelated maiden, he is willing to brave untold dangers, going to JuXian Manor alone to seek treatment, how can he forget the promise after killing me? I deliberated for a long time, this is a once in a lifetime golden opportunity. Old man already has one foot in the grave, exchanging a life for a foundation that can last ages, why not?” his face revealed a smile, he fixed his eyes on Xiao Feng, he hope he can end it quick.

Xiao YuanShan said: “My son, this person’s intention does not seem to be fake, what do you think?”

Xiao Feng said: “Out of the question!” he smack his palm abruptly and hit a wood beam, with a ‘Pipa’ sound the beam broke into multiple pieces, the dagger drop on the ground, he said sternly: “The great hatred of killing my mother, how can it be treated as a business transaction? We will avenge this hatred, if we lose then father and son will simply die here. This kind of filthy transaction, how can we descend to such level?”

Murong Bo look up to the sky and laugh heartily, he said brightly: “I long heard of noble warrior Xiao’s unrivalled ability and sagacity, knowledge and experience extraordinary, but in today’s meeting, unexpectedly you fail to understand the key points, all brawn and no brains, hey hey, laughable, laughable!”

Xiao Feng knew he is trying to provoke with words, he said coldly: “Regardless of whether Xiao Feng is a hero or ordinary folk, I will not fall into your trap and become your murder weapon.” Murong Bo said: “Receiving salary from the emperor, carrying his burden. You are an important minister of Great Liao, but you are fixated on personal grudge, you did not consider your loyalty and duty to your country, aren’t you letting down Great Liao?”

Xiao Feng took a step forward and said resolutely: “Have you see the situation at the borders, the devastating scene of Song and Liao butchering each other? Have you see families from Liao and Song torn apart, the scene of destitute and homelessness? With great difficulty Song and Liao manage to maintain a truce for 10 years, if soldiers are deployed again and Khitan horsemen invade south, have you thought of how many Song people will die? How many Liao people will die in the disaster?” while speaking he recall the cruel scene of Liao and Song soldiers raiding each other outside YanMen Pass, his voice became louder and louder, he continued: “The dangers of war, in this world how can there be a battle with absolute victory? Great Song have many soldiers and deep wealth, they only need 1 or 2 good generals to lead the army, even if Great Liao and Tubo join hands they might not necessarily achieve victory. Killing each other, a river of blood, a mountain of skeleton, all for the sake of letting your Murong family take advantage and restore Yan nation. I am loyal and dedicate myself to Great Liao, my goal is to protect the land and safety of its people, not for personal glory, wealth, taking revenge, killing people, seizing land, rendering a glorious deed.”

When Xiao YuanShan was young, he wholeheartedly devote himself to maintaining the armistice between Song and Liao, listening to his son, he nod his head repeatedly in agreement.

Suddenly they heard an old voice from outside the window: “Excellent, excellent! Lay-Buddhist Xiao is humane and kind-hearted, your concern for all life under the heaven, you truly have the heart of Bodhisattva.

The five of them had a huge shock, how come they did not manage to detect anyone outside? Moreover from his speech, he seems to be standing outside the window for a long time. Murong Fu shouted: “Who is it?” he did not wait for a reply, with a ‘Peng’ sound he smack his palm, two window-pane dislodge from its hinge and drop down.

They saw a wizen monk dress in green-robe, holding a broom and sweeping the corridor. The monk is very old, his sparse long beard completely white, his movement slow and sluggish, lacking in vital energy, he does not appear to possess any martial arts. Murong Fu inquired again: “You have been hiding here for how long?”

The monk lifted his head slowly and said: “Shizu ask me I have been…hiding here….for how long?” five of them fix their eyes on him at the same time, his eyes are blank and vacant, completely without any spirit, however his voice is precisely those that praise Xiao Feng moments ago.

Murong Fu said: “Correct, I ask you how long you have been hiding here?”

The old monk counted with his fingers, after a long time he shake his head, his expression apologetic, he said: “I….i can’t remember clearly, I don’t know if it is 42 years, or is it 43 years. When this senior lay-Buddhist Xiao came to the pavilion for the first time, i…..i already been here for 10 years. Afterwards…..afterwards senior lay-Buddhist Murong also came. Sigh, come and go, the scriptures in the pavilion rummaged till complete mess, I wonder for what purpose.”

Xiao YuanShan was astonished, he assume when he arrive at Shaolin to steal martial arts, none of the temple monks were aware, how come this old monk is aware? Most likely this monk heard his speech outside the temple, thus he talk rubbish, Xiao YuanShan said: “How come I never seen you before?”

The old monk said: “Lay-Buddhist Xiao is completely focused on martial art manuals, no distraction in your heart, naturally you did not see old monk. I remember the first book that lay-Buddhist Xiao came to borrow from the pavilion, <>, sigh! From that night onwards, lay-Buddhist Xiao entered the demonic path, pity, pity!”

Xiao YuanShan’s shock is truly no small matter, on the first night of sneaking into the Scripture-Depository Pavilion, he found a copy of <>, he knew it is one of the 72 supreme consummate skills of Shaolin, his joy indescribable, other than himself this matter is definitely not known to a second person, could it be the old monk was beside him at that time and saw it with his own eyes? He said: “You…..you…..you……”

The old monk continued: “The 2nd time lay-Buddhist Xiao came to the pavilion, you borrowed <>. At that time old monk sigh inwardly, lay-Buddhist Xiao stray deeper and deeper into demonic path, my heart cannot bear it, I place a copy of > and <> near your usual browsing spot, I hope lay-Buddhist Xiao will borrow it and study attentively to achieve enlightenment. Unexpectedly lay-Buddhist Xiao was engrossed in martial studies, you pay no heed to orthodox Buddhist doctrine, you threw these two sutra to the side and pick up a copy of <>, you left happily. Sigh, losing oneself in the abyss of suffering, I wonder when you can turn back to the right path?”

Xiao YuanShan heard him speaking plainly, he narrate everything he did during the past 30 years in the Scripture-Depository Pavilion correctly, his shock gradually turn into fear, his fear turn into terror, cold sweat trickle down his back, his heart seems to have stop beating.

The old monk turn his head slowly and look at Murong Bo. Murong Bo look at his lifeless eyes, as if he is seeing yet ignoring, however he seem to be able to see through every single secret hidden deep in his heart, he cannot help but feel his hairs stand up, his entire body felt very uncomfortable. He heard the old monk sigh, the monk said: “Lay-Buddhist Murong is Xianbei, however you reside in Jiangnan for many years, old monk assume lay-Buddhist Murong must have been infected by the literature lifestyle of south, unexpectedly when lay-Buddhist Murong arrive at the Scripture-Depository Pavilion, you discarded the teachings of my forefather, the quotation from successive generations of eminent monks, without exception you abandon them all, you pick up a copy of <>, you look as if you pick up the most precious treasure in the world. Buying a wooden box and returning the pearls inside, making a fool of oneself for generations. Both of you are very able person in the present age, however you are also capable of such stupid action.”

Murong Bo was overwhelmed with shock, when he entered the Scripture-Depository Pavilion for the first time, the first martial arts manual he spotted was precisely <>, however he studied the surroundings carefully at that time, he was sure there are no people inside or outside the Scripture-Depository Pavilion, but how come this old monk was able to witness everything personally?

The old monk sigh again and continued: “Lay-Buddhist Murong is far more greedy compared to lay-Buddhist Xiao. Lay-Buddhist Xiao only seek to practice skills that can restrain existing Shaolin’s martial arts, however Lay-Buddhist Murong progressively scan through all Shaolin’s 72 supreme consummate skill and made duplicate copies. Presumable for all these years, lay-Buddhist Murong spare no effort to master all 72 supreme consummate skill, maybe you already impart some of it to your esteemed son.”

His gaze was directed towards Murong Fu, however he glimpse for a while and shake his head, immediately afterwards his gaze landed on Ji