Chapter 484

Outside the Great Hero Hall.

Xuanci looked at the Peerless Martial God List in the firmament with deep worry.

Originally, Benefactor Benefactor Murong Bo making the list was enough to make him anxious.

But he didn't expect that after Benefactor Benefactor Murong Bo, there would actually be a Xiao Yuanshan!

"Xiao Yuanshan is not dead!"

"Everything is karma!"

"Back then, this monk was deceived by others and committed evil deeds, and now, the karma is coming!"

"Xiao Yuanshan was once planted with a Heavenly Demon Seed by Hei Longtian, the incarnation of Li Zhang."

"He has also been trapped at Heavenly Man Rank 9 for a long time; if he attains enlightenment one day and steps into the Land Heavenly Demon Realm, it would be nothing short of a catastrophe for our Shaolin!"

"What should be done!"

At this time, a novice monk came in a hurry and reported to Xuanci: "Abbot, it's bad, it's bad."

"Traces of a thief were found in the back mountain; the thief has high martial arts and has already injured many monks in our temple!"

Upon hearing this, Xuanci's expression changed immediately, and he said: "Quick, take me there!"

Liao Kingdom.

Xijing.

In the Imperial Palace.

Liao Emperor Yelu Hongji looked at the Peerless Martial God List in the firmament.

Looking at Benefactor Benefactor Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan who had just made the list.

A look of understanding flashed across his face.

"So that's how it is!"

"This Benefactor Benefactor Murong Bo is actually the culprit who caused my sworn brother's family to be destroyed."

"My sworn brother left without saying goodbye; I suppose he went back to the Northern Song to take revenge."

"Xiao Yuanshan!"

"In the past, he was the top expert of our Liao Kingdom!"

"I didn't expect him to still be alive!"

"He is my sworn brother's father and was once the Chief Instructor of our Great Liao's Shan Army!"

"With his current skills, apart from those reclusive Earthly Immortals, he is truly an invincible figure."

"If I could welcome this old hero Xiao back to our Great Liao!"

"And have them, father and son, serve Great Liao again."

"Then my previous plan has a high chance of success."

Thinking of this, Yelu Hongji immediately shouted: "Someone!"

"Summon the King of the Northern Court to see me immediately; I want him to personally lead the eighteen riders of Yanyun to the Northern Song to help the King of the Southern Court!"

Great Han.

Mount Kunlun.

Tianchi Peak.

Li Changsheng and Li Jianshen were walking on the mountain path.

Li Jianshen looked at Xiao Yuanshan and Benefactor Benefactor Murong Bo, who had just made the list in the firmament, and said with emotion: "What a turn of events!"

"The Northern Song Jianghu actually has such a lively scene."

"Truly unexpected."

"This Xiao Yuanshan actually received your guidance, Master; it seems his martial arts talent is indeed extraordinary."

"Both Benefactor Benefactor Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan are Heavenly Man Rank 9; if these two meet, it will likely be a battle between a dragon and a tiger."

Li Changsheng smiled faintly, a trace of reminiscence flashing in his eyes.

Back then, the Xiao Yuanshan he met, although young, already showed an extremely extraordinary side.

A ten-year-old boy who caught a wolf cub and then let it go.

He caught a wild rabbit but roasted and ate it.

He taught Xiao Yuanshan for about three months.

Before leaving, he planted a Heavenly Demon Seed in him.

Among the four paths of Confucianism, Daoism, Buddhism, and Demon, all have seeds of wisdom.

What kind of person is suitable for what kind of path.

Actually, from the moment of birth, it seems to have been destined.

The Heavenly Demon Seed and the Buddhist Heart Seed are actually quite similar.

Over so many years, there haven't been many people he has planted seeds in, but it's not a small number either.

These people will all walk the path that belongs to them.

"Master, Master?"

"What are you thinking about?"

"Why aren't you speaking?"

Li Jianshen was somewhat puzzled to see Li Changsheng smiling without saying a word.

Li Changsheng, upon hearing this, recited slowly: "Snowflakes like palms are hard to hide from the eyes, the wind like a knife cannot cut off the sorrow!"

Li Jianshen was confused.

Even though he had been roaming the Jianghu for so many years, he still didn't quite understand what his Master meant!

At this time.

Old Huang and the Purple-Clad Marquis, who were walking behind, heard this poem from Li Changsheng.

The Purple-Clad Marquis looked full of reverence.

Old Huang grinned and said: "Fine, Mr. is starting to be cryptic again!"

Southern Song Dynasty.

Outside Xiangyang City.

The Mongol Yuan army had long since withdrawn.

Xiangyang City, having experienced the devastation of war, seemed to have become peaceful.

Ten miles outside Xiangyang City.

Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü were saying goodbye to Guo Jing and his wife.

Yang Guo said to Guo Jing and Huang Rong: "Uncle Guo, Aunt Guo, even a thousand-mile journey must come to an end!"

"Let's stop here!"

Guo Jing, hearing this, looked reluctant and said: "Guo'er, are you really not considering staying?"

"This time, you killed the Mongol Yuan Emperor, which is a tremendous achievement."

"The people of Xiangyang City will all be grateful to you."

"The imperial court will also reward you."

"You are now a true great hero! A great champion!"

Yang Guo smiled slightly and said: "Uncle Guo, the great hero and great champion should be you!"

"You have defended Xiangyang for many years, for the country and the people; your nephew admires you from the bottom of his heart!"

"However, there is one thing I must tell you!"

Guo Jing said: "Guo'er, speak!"

Yang Guo said: "Uncle Guo, with the country in crisis, I know you put loyalty first!"

"But, next, the Mongol Yuan Dynasty will likely launch a greater offensive."

"Uncle Guo, with the world in chaos, it is difficult for you alone to save the falling sky!"

"If Xiangyang truly cannot be defended, I hope you, Uncle Guo, can preserve your useful life!"

"Do not be buried with Xiangyang City!"

"As long as the green hills remain, there is no need to worry about firewood!"