Travel through the heavens

Chapter 117 Father and Son Meet and Revenge

Xiao Feng clasped his fists, leaned forward, and said respectfully: "Please ask the divine monk to tell me the whereabouts of my father."

The sweeping monk said, "Donor Xiao, please stand up!"

Before he saw the Sweeping Monk stretch out his hand and wave his sleeves, Xiao Feng felt a gentle force gently supporting his arms, and he straightened up involuntarily.

The sweeping monk continued slowly, "Go north from the Sutra Library for about ten miles, and you will see a bamboo forest. Go around the bamboo forest on the right and continue north. You will reach a cliff. There is a cave on the cliff about two feet away from the top. That is where your father lives."

Xiao Feng bowed again and said, "Thank you, great monk. Xiao Feng will remember your kindness."

Xuan Ci then said, "Donor Xiao, if you find your father, please tell him that I want to meet him. I hope you will allow me to do so."

Xiao Feng said, "Master Abbot, Xiao Feng will pass on the message, but it all depends on my father's wishes."

To the north of the Sutra Repository is the back mountain of Shaoshi Mountain, where the terrain is precipitous, the forest is dense and the road is steep. Fortunately, Fang Muye and the other two all have profound martial arts skills, so they can walk on even the steep terrain as if on flat ground.

Following the route told by the Sweeping Monk, after walking for about an incense stick of time, the three of them reached the edge of the cliff. Looking down, they saw a large hole three meters below the right side of the cliff.

Xiao Feng's heart was filled with excitement, and he could not help but call out, "Daddy, Xiao Feng is here to see you."

For a moment, only his voice could be heard echoing in the silent valley, startling a group of birds, which fluttered away into the distance, but no one was seen coming out of the cave.

After a while, Xiao Feng couldn't help thinking, "Could it be that my father is not here?" So he planned to jump into the cave to check.

At this moment, a long rope suddenly shot out from the cave, flew to the top of the cliff, and swept across from one side with fierce force.

When Fang Muye and the other two saw the long rope coming towards their waists, they each used their lightness skills to dodge.

There was a crackling sound, and the long rope swept across a distance of several feet. The end of the rope rolled up and entangled itself on a huge rock on the edge of the cliff. Then the rope tightened, and a black figure flew out from the bottom of the cliff like an eagle, jumped over the top of the cliff to a height of two feet, and then did a "kite flip" and landed on the top of the cliff, standing several feet away from Fang Muye and the other two.

But this man had a burly figure, dressed in black, with a black scarf covering his face, revealing only a pair of cold eyes, which stared at him fiercely. When he saw Xiao Feng, his eyes immediately became bright and sparkling.

Xiao Feng was pleasantly surprised, and rushed forward, asking in a trembling voice: "You...you are my father, aren't you..."

The man in black looked at Xiao Feng, sighed first, then raised his head towards the sky and laughed loudly. However, in this long laugh, there were mixed feelings of sadness, indignation, joy, and relief, which was very complicated.

After laughing, the man in black reached out and pulled away his veil.

He was about sixty years old, with a square face, big ears, bushy beard, and a majestic appearance. He looked very similar to Xiao Feng. Without having to identify him, one could tell that the two were blood relatives.

Xiao Yuanshan said loudly: "Good boy, good boy, I am your father."

Xiao Feng's eyes were filled with tears. He excitedly ran to Xiao Yuanshan, prostrated himself on the ground, and shouted, "Daddy, Feng'er greets you!"

Xiao Yuanshan raised his right hand, pulled Xiao Feng up, and said, "My good boy, you finally know your life story. Who told you? How did you know that your father was here?"

Xiao Feng then remembered and said happily: "Daddy, please come over and let me introduce you to my master and senior brothers." Then he took Xiao Yuanshan's hand and walked towards Fang Muye and Duan Yu.

Fang Muye led Duan Yu forward and said with a bow, "Fang Muye greets Brother Xiao."

Duan Yu bowed and said, "My nephew Duan Yu, I pay my respects to Uncle Xiao."

Xiao Yuanshan bowed to Fang Muye in return and said, "Xiao Yuanshan greets Mr. Fang." He then nodded to Duan Yu.

I thought to myself, "Why did my child choose such a young master?"

Although Xiao Yuanshan had just recognized Xiao Feng, he had known that "Qiao Feng" was his son more than 20 years ago. Over the years, he had always been concerned about and paid attention to "Qiao Feng's" affairs, and would always secretly take a look at him, and knew a lot about him.

Xiao Feng said: "Dad, I know my life story thanks to Master."

Xiao Feng then told Xiao Yuanshan in detail what happened in the apricot forest outside Wuxi city, how Fang Muye told him that Xiao Yuanshan was not dead, how the three of them came to Shaolin Temple, and how they learned about Xiao Yuanshan's secluded place from the sweeping monk.

When he heard Fang Muye, Xiao Yuanshan was greatly surprised, thinking that it turned out that my child's new master was the "Know-It-All" who had recently become famous in the martial arts world. He knew everything that happened thirty years ago. It was true that there was no false reputation. If I didn't know for sure that he was not involved in the events outside Yanmen Pass, I would have been suspicious.

When he heard about Murong Bo, Xiao Yuanshan couldn't help but be filled with anger, thinking bitterly, it turns out that the culprit is someone else. This despicable villain Murong Bo tried his best to fabricate news and stir up trouble, causing the death of my wife and children and ruining my life. I will cut him into pieces and chop him into meat sauce.

When he heard about the divine monk at last, Xiao Yuanshan gradually went from being shocked to being frightened. Cold sweat broke out on his back and his heart almost stopped beating.

Xiao Yuanshan had always thought that he had sneaked into the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Library to study martial arts, and none of the monks in the temple knew about it. Unexpectedly, he was witnessed by the Divine Monk, who followed him to his retreat without him realizing it. Since he had mastered the art, he had never lost to anyone in martial arts, but the Divine Monk was much stronger than him. Fortunately, he had no ill intentions, otherwise he would not be alive today.

After Xiao Feng finished speaking, both he and his son fell silent. For a moment, the only sound that could be heard on the top of the cliff was the whistling wind and the occasional chirping of birds.

After a long while, Xiao Yuanshan said angrily: "My son, I originally had other plans, but now your life experience has been exposed. These Southern Dynasty people regard us Khitans as wolves and tigers and cannot tolerate us. So forget the plan. We, father and son, will go and kill Murong Bo and the evil man who harmed your mother outside Yanmen Pass."

Xiao Feng tried to persuade them kindly, "Father, those people were fooled by Murong Bo's rumors. They didn't do it on purpose. Besides, they felt guilty and repented afterwards. They also raised and taught me martial arts. So let it go. We should just kill that old bastard Murong Bo."

Xiao Yuanshan's eyes suddenly shot towards Xiao Feng, staring at him closely. After a moment, his eyes softened and he said loudly, "Okay, let's kill the old thief Murong Bo."

When Xiao Yuanshan was young, he was full of heroic spirit and mastered martial arts. However, because his mentor was a Han Chinese from the Southern Dynasties, after he became the chief instructor of the Liao Kingdom's Shushan Dazhan, he repeatedly advised the Empress Dowager and the Liao Emperor to consolidate the alliance between Song and Liao, thus avoiding many disasters in the Song-Liao wars.

He and his wife had been childhood sweethearts since they were young, and they loved each other very much. Soon after they got married, they gave birth to a baby boy, and he became even more cheerful and high-spirited. Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened outside Yanmen Pass. Not only did he not die after falling into the valley, but he also changed completely. For the past 30 years, he has been plotting to avenge the murder of his wife and the seizure of his son.

He was originally a heroic and honest hero from the frontier, but once his heart was filled with hatred, he became more and more perverse. He then lived in seclusion near Shaolin Temple for decades, hiding during the day and going out at night, practicing martial arts diligently, and rarely spoke a word to others in a year. His temperament changed drastically, but fortunately he was not completely lost in the sea of ​​blood and hatred. Now he finally recognized Xiao Feng and his son, and his mind became much clearer.

Xiao Yuanshan also knew that the Song Dynasty and the Khitan had a feud, and it was not surprising that they killed each other. Xuanci and other Song Dynasty warriors came to kill him, a Khitan, because they were framed by Murong Bo. He learned the truth today, and after being persuaded by Xiao Feng, all his anger was immediately poured out on Murong Bo. He wished he could eat his flesh and sleep on his skin, pull out his tendons and cook his bones.

Seeing that Xiao Yuanshan had come to his senses and would no longer implicate others, Xiao Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Dad, do you know where Yan Longyuan, whom you met in the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Library, is now?"

Xiao Yuanshan asked curiously, "A few days ago, I saw a group of monks from Shaolin Temple go down the mountain to look for Yan Longyuan. Why do you want to look for him too?"