Chapter 94: Past Causes

As the old monk spoke, he put his index and middle fingers of his right hand together, as if picking up a flower, and was about to do it, but was stopped by Abbot Xuanci who said, "Brother Xuanji, wait a minute. I'm afraid there's something fishy going on here."

Master Xuanji said: "Master, what could be so strange about this? Junior Brother Xuanku and Qingsong have already recognized him! Could it be possible that the three of them made a mistake together?"

Abbot Xuanci said, "Brother, sometimes what you see may not be the truth. If Donor Qiao really attacked Brother Xuanku, why would he come to his own trap now? And bring his parents with him?"

Qiao Feng nodded quickly and said, "Abbot, please understand! Master Xuan Ku has been so kind to me, how could I possibly lay a hand on him?"

Qiao Feng has basically confirmed that the person who plotted against Xuan Ku and the person who attacked his adoptive parents are both his biological father. They look alike, which is why Xuan Ku and the two little monks mistook them for his father. He is very dissatisfied with his biological father's behavior of repaying kindness with enmity and killing innocent people.

However, he was also unwilling to expose the matter and put his biological father in danger.

Qiao Feng only explained to himself: "I have been with my parents since an hour ago and have never been apart. They can all testify for me that there must be a misunderstanding!

As he was speaking, Qiao Feng suddenly realized that something was wrong, but before he could think about it, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife had already stepped forward anxiously, looking at Xuanci with pleading faces, and first testified on his behalf: "Masters, Feng'er has been with us since an hour ago, and has never been apart."

He also mentioned the incident in which the couple was attacked before: "The one who attacked Master Xuan Ku must be that evil man! He has a grudge against my Feng'er and deliberately framed my Feng'er!"

Xuan Ci seemed to have thought of something and his expression changed slightly. Suddenly he heard a commotion among the monks behind him. Turning around, he saw Xuan Ku waking up from his coma with the treatment of Xuan Du and other eminent monks.

Xuan Ji said, "Brother Xuan Ku, Brother Abbot said that the person who attacked you was not Qiao Feng. Take a closer look to see if he is the one who attacked you!"

Xuan Ku struggled to sit up, looked at Qiao Feng carefully, and a look of joy and relief appeared on his face: "Brother Abbot is right, the person who attacked me was indeed not Feng'er, not Feng'er!" Before he finished speaking, tears were already streaming down his face.

In Qiao Feng's eyes, Xuan Ku never left Shaoshi Mountain, and was only devoted to chanting sutras and spreading Buddha's compassion. After saving him from a wild wolf when he was seven years old, he treated his wounds, taught him martial arts, and was always there for him regardless of weather conditions. His kindness to him was as great as a mountain.

But in Xuan Ku's eyes, this was just paying for the sins he had committed.

He imprisoned himself in Shaoshi Mountain. He was able to rescue Qiao Feng in time and taught Qiao Feng Shaolin martial arts because he was involved in an evil deed that should not have happened thirty years ago and he felt guilty towards Qiao Feng.

When Xuan Ku first saw the person who attacked him, he recognized him as Xiao Yuanshan who jumped off the cliff that year.

Xuan Ku was shocked, but more of a delighted one, thinking that this was the result of past karma. He could finally let go of the guilt and self-blame that had troubled him for thirty years and be completely free.

It was not until he saw Qiao Feng, whom he had not seen for more than ten years and who had grown from a child to an adult, that he discovered that Qiao Feng looked almost exactly like the man who had attacked him.

Xuan Ku was so agitated that he overlooked many details. He thought that he had seen it wrong before. The person who attacked him was not Xiao Yuanshan from thirty years ago, but Qiao Feng, whom he had carefully taught and brought up. That was why he was so sad and painful and said, "So it was you."

Looking at them again at this time, Xuan Ku quickly discovered that although the two faces were extremely similar, their ages and temperaments were very different.

Realizing that the disciple he had taught for more than a decade did not attack him secretly, he truly paid for his past karma!

Xuan Ku naturally turned sadness into joy.

As for life and death, he had long since put them aside.

Among the eminent monks of the Xuan generation, very few knew about what happened at Yanmen Pass. Seeing Xuan Ku's tears and a face full of relief, they were filled with sighs of emotion in their hearts.

Even those who don't know can feel Xuan Ku's joy from the bottom of his heart.

"Cough cough cough..."

Xuan Ku was already seriously injured, and after experiencing such a great ups and downs in his mind, his face became even paler, and he coughed up a large pool of blood.

"Junior Brother Xuanku."

Xuan Du's face changed, and he hurriedly took out a Shaolin Dahuan Dan from his arms and wanted to feed it to Xuan Ku, but was pushed away by Xuan Ku.

Xuan Ku said: "Brother, my internal organs are already broken. It would be a waste if I take the Great Huan Dan again. I'd better leave it to someone who needs it more."

The monks looked sad, but they also knew that Xuan Ku was telling the truth. They sighed, clasped their hands together and said, "Amitabha."

Before Qiao Feng had time to be happy about having escaped the injustice, he heard such tragic news. He rushed to Xuan Ku in two steps and checked his injuries. In his mind, he quickly formed a general idea of ​​the sneak attack.

Xuan Ku must have been caught completely off guard and was hit in the chest by an extremely powerful palm force.

In other words, Xuan Ku had profound internal strength, and the true energy in his body instinctively defended himself the moment he was attacked.

If it were someone else, this palm strike would not only rupture their internal organs, but would shatter all their internal organs.

Xuan Ku said, "Feng'er, stop wasting your time. Sit down, I have something to tell you." He reached out to pull Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng was very anxious: "Master, please lie down and don't move. I may be able to heal your injury."

The monks were all ready to leave to give Xuan Ku and Qiao Feng a chance to talk alone, but when they heard this, they all looked over.

Xuan Du and Xuan Ku had the best relationship, so he rushed forward and asked anxiously, "Qiao Feng, do you have a way to help Junior Brother Xuan Ku heal his injuries?"

Qiao Feng nodded, without further explanation, he glanced around, walked quickly to the incense table, and took the candle.

The monks didn't understand what was going on, but they had no other options. They could only try their luck and place their last bit of hope on Qiao Feng.

This is even more true for Xuan Ci.

Xuan Ku felt full of guilt towards Xiao Yuanshan and Qiao Feng, while Xuan Ci felt full of guilt towards Xuan Ku.

If he had not mistakenly trusted Murong Bo, which led to the Yanmen Pass tragedy, Xuan Ku would not have been tormented by his inner demons for his entire life, imprisoning himself in Mount Shaoshi and refusing to go out even a step.

This is also the reason why he did not stop Xuan Ku from teaching Qiao Feng Shaolin martial arts.

Qiao Feng took out the talisman from his bosom, lit it with a candle, put the talisman ashes into a bowl, poured tea on it, shook it gently, and said, "Master, drink it quickly!"

Xuan Ku: “???”

Xuanci: “???”

Monks: “???”

No!

What are you doing by burning talismans and healing wounds in a Buddhist temple?
Even if we want to try to save a dying horse, this is not the right way to treat it, right?

Xuan Du had never expected that the result he was looking forward to would turn out to be something like this. For a moment, he didn't know whether to be angry or what to do. He said in disbelief, "Qiao Feng, is this the solution you mentioned?"

Qiao Feng explained anxiously, "Masters, I know this method seems ridiculous, but it really works! This magic water is different from the tricks used by those alchemists to deceive people. My mother's heart meridians were almost completely broken before, and it was this that saved her life."

"Master Xuanku's injury is more serious. This magic water may not be able to heal him, but it can at least help alleviate his injuries. When the time comes, we will go to Chanhe Manor immediately. Master Murong will definitely have a way to cure Master."

Canhe Manor?! Master Murong?! Xuan Ku was stunned and subconsciously looked at Xuan Ci.

He knew that Xuan Ci had mistakenly believed Murong Bo's words and led a group of martial artists to attack Xiao Yuanshan's family.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the words "Chanhe Manor" and "Master Murong" from Qiao Feng, and he was a little confused.

The key point is that judging from Qiao Feng's tone, he is not only close to Murong Fu, but also trusts him very much.

Although Xuan Ci rarely left Shaolin, he knew a lot about the affairs of the martial arts world. He knew that Li Anran was as good as Hua Tuo and that Li Anran saved Wang Jiantong's life.

Xuan Ci gave Xuan Ku a look that said "stay calm" and asked, "Did you get this talisman from Canhe Village?"

Qiao Feng nodded and said, "Master Murong is not only good at medicine, but also proficient in divination. He calculated that someone close to me might meet with an unexpected accident or bloody disaster, so he specially prepared these talismans for me. I used one to save my mother before, and this one should be prepared for Master."

Xuanci: “???”

Xuan Ku: “???”

Monks: “???”

Everyone looked at Qiao Feng as if he was a fool or a madman.

Xuan Ji could not help but scold, "Qiao Feng, you are the former leader of the Beggars' Sect! Shouldn't you be the ones who know the ins and outs of this the best? How could you believe these nonsense!"

Qiao Feng said, "Master Xuan Du, I understand the ins and outs of this too well, so I am sure that what Master Murong used was not a trick, but a real magic trick."

Xuan Ji sneered: "I think you are possessed by a ghost!"

The other monks all had the same expression.

Seeing that his explanation was not working, Qiao Feng became anxious and could only kneel on the ground, holding the talisman water in both hands, and begged: "Master, Abbot, and all the masters, I know you don't believe it, but this is the fact. I am willing to use my life as a guarantee that this bowl of talisman water will definitely work."

Before Xuan Du could try to stop him, Xuan Ku had already snatched the tea bowl and poured the drink into it.

He didn't believe at all in the idea of ​​using talismans and water to cure illnesses, but if he could take this opportunity to wake up Qiao Feng from his crazy state, it would be worth it.

But next second.

Xuan Ku was stunned.

The moment the talisman water entered his stomach, he felt a surge of vitality rising from his dantian and instantly spread throughout his body, making him feel as if he was immersed in a hot spring. The severe pain inside and outside his body suddenly eased.

The internal organs that had been gradually dying seemed to come back to life, and the blood stasis in the body began to be gradually absorbed by the body.

Xuan Ku's tightly furrowed brows couldn't help but relax, and a look of relief appeared on his face.

All the eminent monks with the surname Xuan present were highly skilled in martial arts. They noticed the change in Xuan Ku's aura almost instantly. They were all shocked and looked at each other with expressions of disbelief.

Abbot Xuanci stepped forward and carefully examined the changes in Xuanku's body, his face showing more shock.

Xuan Ku's internal organs were ruptured. Logically speaking, it was impossible for him to absorb any medicinal power. He could only wait for death!
But the talisman water is an exception!
The completely unreasonable energy spread throughout Xuan Ku's body, helping him repair his body bit by bit.

The other monks couldn't help but discuss in low voices.

They still didn't think that the talisman had worked, but rather that the talisman was made of some special medicinal herbs, and these medicinal herbs were the key.

Qiao Feng didn't care about these. He just looked at Xuan Ku nervously, praying that Xuan Ku's injuries would heal.

However, the weight of this talisman is obviously not enough!

Xuan Ci quickly withdrew his hand and instructed Xuan Ji who was standing beside him, "Junior Brother Xuan Du, go and prepare dry food for the carriage. I will go down the mountain with Master Qiao and Junior Brother Xuan Ku to visit Chanhe Manor later."

"Junior Brother Xuanji, you will be in charge of all the affairs of the temple while I am away. The person who attacked Junior Brother Xuanku is likely to do it again. You must be more vigilant and not be careless."

All the monks were shocked.

Xuan Ji said, "Brother Abbot, the temple cannot do without you for any major or minor matters. Let me escort Junior Brother Xuan Ku to Chanhe Manor."

Xuan Ci shook his head and said, "There are some things I need to go to Chanhe Manor to confirm in person."

Seeing Xuanci's firm attitude, the monks could only nod in agreement.

Qiao Feng said, "Master Abbot, I want to bring my parents along as well. I am worried about leaving them alone in Shaoshi Mountain."

Xuan Ci did not refuse. He ordered Xuan Du to prepare an extra carriage, then returned to the house, wrote several letters and gave them to Xuan Ji, asking him to send someone to deliver the letters as soon as possible.

After doing all this, Xuanci came to the outside of Shaolin Temple and got on the carriage.

As the abbot of Shaolin, Xuanci could not go up there alone, no matter how small his entourage was.

In addition to Qingsong, who was responsible for taking care of Xuan Ku, Xuan Du also arranged four disciples with the character "Hui" in their name to take care of the trivial matters they encountered along the way.

A group of ten people, in two horse-drawn carriages, descended Mount Shaoshi and headed straight for Gusu Chanhezhuang.

the other side.

Xiao Yuanshan secretly attacked Xuan Ku, and deliberately revealed half of his face to make Xuan Ku and the monk beside him mistakenly believe that it was Qiao Feng who attacked them. Then he hid in the dark, waiting for further developments.

Unexpectedly, he waited for most of the day, but the funeral bell representing the monk's death did not ring. Finally, he could no longer suppress his doubts and carefully investigated the situation in the Zhengdao Temple. As a result, he saw the ruddy-faced Qiao's mother.

Xiao Yuanshan was completely dumbfounded.

In order to distract Qiao Feng, he did not kill Qiao's mother with a single blow, but he did break her heart meridian, leaving her with only half a breath to live.

How come it’s only been less than an hour and Qiao’s mother is already fine?
The monks of the Xuan generation were all very skilled in martial arts. Xiao Yuanshan was afraid of being discovered, so he didn't dare to get too close and could only watch the situation from afar.

As a result, we saw Qiao Feng, Xuan Ci and the others taking Xuan Ku on the carriage and going down Mount Shaoshi.

Xiao Yuanshan immediately realized that something was wrong, but he was more angry and panicked.

He was worried that after Xuanci explained the truth to Qiao Feng, Qiao Feng would choose to forgive them and continue to be Song people instead of Khitans!

"No, we can't delay it any longer!"

Xiao Yuanshan was afraid that the night would be long and he would have many nightmares, so he immediately went down the mountain and headed towards Yunxiao Cave in Taihang Mountain.

He wanted to kill all the enemies involved in the Yanmen Pass incident as soon as possible!
(End of this chapter)