"Hypocritical Central Plains people!"

Li Feiyu said coldly, "I killed Ding Chunqiu. If you want to thank me, then come and thank me!"

The group looked at each other in bewilderment.

Xue Muhua hesitated for a moment, then clasped his hands in a fist and asked, "May I ask how you are addressed?"

Immediately, a martial arts expert warned, "Dr. Xue, this is Li Feiyu, a murderer and arsonist. He has slaughtered many sects and made enemies with countless others."

Xue Muhua was so frightened that he took a step back, but still clasped his hands and said, "So it is Hero Li. Thank you, Hero Li, for killing Ding Chunqiu and ridding the people of a scourge."

Lu Xiaofeng then spoke up: "Master Li, let me remind you, Ding Chunqiu is poisonous all over. You'd better check if you've been poisoned."

"What?!"

Li Feiyu was startled and looked at his palm, which had already turned black.

Murong Fu smiled and said, "It seems the poison is still in the palm. Just cut off the palm."

"snort!"

Li Feiyu snorted coldly, glared at Murong Fu, then pressed two important acupoints and flew away.

Seeing that they had left, the Eight Friends of Hangu turned their attention back to Murong Fu.

Xue Muhua said, "Young Master Murong, and all the heroes, please come up the mountain with me so that we can properly thank you all."

"good."

Murong Fu nodded.

...

The group went up the mountain and arrived at the Deaf and Mute Gate.

Xue Muhua explained the situation to Su Xinghe, the leader of the Deaf-Mute Sect, who was immediately moved to tears.

"I have lost my composure; please forgive me."

Su Xinghe wiped away his tears and said in a deep voice.

Duan Yu chimed in, "Mr. Su, please continue crying. We won't laugh at you."

"..."

Everyone stared at Duan Yu in astonishment. Had this kid lost his mind? Who would say something like that?

Duan Yu scratched his head in a daze. Influenced by Li Feiyu, he had unconsciously become very straightforward in his speech.

Murong Fu spoke up, "Mr. Su, we are here to participate in the Zhenlong Chess Game. We wonder if the game will continue?"

Su Xinghe was somewhat stunned. The original intention of the Zhenlong Chess Game was to select someone with extraordinary talent in order to eliminate Ding Chunqiu, but now Ding Chunqiu was dead...

"Let the game continue!"

A melodious sound came from the valley behind.

"Yes, Master!"

Su Xinghe was startled and knelt down to pay his respects towards the valley.

Many martial arts practitioners exchanged glances, all somewhat surprised. The leader of the Deaf-Mute Sect actually had a master?

Kumārajīva's heart skipped a beat. Was the owner of that voice the old woman's senior brother? Truly unfathomable!

Suddenly.

A voice sounded beside Kumārajīva: "Master Kumārajīva, it is quite surprising that you, as the National Preceptor of Tibet, are close friends with the Crown Prince of Zhennan of Dali."

Everyone looked over.

With a forced smile, Kumārajīva said, "Amitabha! This humble monk has a very good personal relationship with Young Master Duan, which has nothing to do with Tibet or the Dali Kingdom."

Duan Yu retorted, "Nonsense! You're the one who arrested me."

"Shut up!"

Kumārajīva glared at him.

Duan Yu sighed, "When will this ever end?"

Oh, right!

Duan Yu looked at Murong Fu and pleaded, "Young Master Murong, please save me! Kumārajīva has captured me and is following me day and night, causing me great distress."

A few days ago at the Beggars' Sect meeting, he almost escaped from Kumārajīva, but unfortunately he was captured in the end.

Kumārajīva's face darkened, and he said, "Young Master Duan, are you joking? When did I capture you alive? Haven't you been free all along?"

"Then I don't want to be with you anymore!"

Duan Yu hid behind Murong Fu, watching Kumārajīva warily.

Kumārajīva continued with a forced smile, his hands clasped together, his face solemn and dignified.

Murong Fu said, "Young Master Duan, don't worry, I will escort you back to Dali City until you are safe."

Duan Yu opened his mouth, but hesitated, as if to say that it was actually not necessary to return to Dali City.

Kumārajīva smiled without saying a word. He could capture Duan Yu once and he could capture him a second time. He was not worried that Duan Yu would escape.

Not long after.

Su Xinghe finished setting up the chessboard and announced loudly, "Fellow martial artists, the Zhenlong Chessboard is ready. Those who wish to challenge it may come forward."

Murong Fu turned his head to look at the group of Shaolin Temple people. Xu Zhu was among them. He was a very honest and simple little monk with an ordinary appearance. He would have been just an ordinary passerby in a crowd.

"Young Master Murong." Master Xuannan smiled and nodded, thinking that Murong Fu was greeting him.

Murong Fu then said, "Master Xuannan, you are a master of Buddhism, so your chess skills must be quite good, right?"

I know a little bit about it.

Xuan Nan said calmly.

Murong Fu gestured for him to try, saying, "Then why don't you give it a go first, Master?"

Xuan Nan hesitated for a moment before stepping forward.

"Please, Master."

Su Xinghe gestured for Xuan Nan to step down first.

Xuan Nan picked up a chess piece and began to move it step by step.

However, without realizing it, it seemed as if I had fallen into an illusion.

"Amitabha! The Dharma is so hard to find, alas!"

Xuan Nan looked pained.

Murong Fu's voice was extremely seductive, ringing in Xuan Nan's ears: "Master! Since the Buddha's teachings are so hard to find, why not return to secular life? My Murong family is recruiting retainers, why don't you come to my Swallow's Nest?"

"Return to secular life?" Xuan Nan suddenly realized, "Yes, I can return to secular life. Thank you for clearing up my doubts!"

Xuan Nan instantly regained consciousness.

The next moment, he clasped his hands together and shouted to the sky, "Buddha above, your disciple Xuan Nan has wasted his time, disregarded the Dharma, and failed the Tathagata. Today, in front of many fellow martial artists, I am returning to secular life!"

Everyone was stunned.

So he's gone back to secular life?

So what if you lost a game of chess?

Is it really necessary?

Then everyone looked at Murong Fu, who had given Xuan Nan a good idea.

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