Chapter 169

"Amitabha, this poor monk can testify for Donor Xu."

"The old man/old woman can also testify for Elder Xu."

Just as Xu Chongxiao was being questioned, three people came together outside the apricot forest.

One of the three was wearing a cassock and had ring scars on his head, obviously a monk.

The other two were old people with gray hair; looking at their behavior of supporting each other, they should be a couple.

"It's Master Zhiguang and Tan Gong and Tan Po!"

Some knowledgeable Beggar Sect disciples recognized the identities of the three.

"Master Zhiguang, am I really a Khitan?"

Qiao Feng asked the venerable Master Zhiguang for verification with an ugly face.

Master Zhiguang was an eminent monk of the Zhi Guan Temple on Mount Tiantai,

Because he traveled overseas to collect exotic tree bark to cure patients with miasma poison in Zhejiang, Fujian, and Guangdong,

He lost his martial arts and was revered by Jianghu people as the "Living Buddha of Ten Thousand Families."

Although he lost his martial arts, Jianghu people respected him,

And Master Zhiguang had always followed the precepts, and a monk would not tell lies.

As for Tan Gong and Tan Po, they were senior martial arts experts living in the Chongxiao Cave on Mount Taihang.

Although they had rarely made a move in recent years, they still had a high reputation in the Jianghu.

"Amitabha."

"Every time I think of this, the old monk cannot sleep at night. Even though I lost my martial arts these years,

I still cannot redeem even one ten-thousandth of the old monk's sin in the battle outside Yanmen Pass in the past."

Master Zhiguang painfully told the truth about the battle outside Yanmen Pass in the past.

"We, the couple, were also members of the battle outside Yanmen Pass in the past."

Tan Gong and Tan Po testified for what Master Zhiguang said.

"I, I am actually really a Khitan!"

Even with Qiao Feng's constitution, who could sing heroically and,

Talk and laugh freely even after being stabbed several times, he felt dizzy for a while and almost fell to the ground.

He is a Khitan, so what do his actions over the years count as?

A joke?

When he was actively resisting the Khitan,

Did those who killed his parents sneer at him, Qiao Feng, for recognizing a thief as his father in their hearts?

"Brother Qiao, please restrain your grief."

Zhang Jie grabbed Qiao Feng, who was about to fall, and slowly input true Qi to heal his wounds.

Qiao Feng only felt a burst of true Qi, which was much thicker than his own cultivation, pouring into his body.

This true Qi was full of vitality, as if it had life,

As soon as it entered his body, it went straight to the place where he was injured,

And then merged with the muscles and bones to heal the wounds.

Although it couldn't completely heal his knife wounds in a short time,

It was no longer bleeding, affecting his actions and martial arts.

'Can human power reach this point?'

Qiao Feng was shocked.

Although he was loved by Jianghu friends and called North Qiao Feng,

He felt that he was just a puddle facing a lake in front of Zhang Jie.

"Many thanks, Brother Zhang."

After a while, Qiao Feng, who was much better, thanked Zhang Jie.

"This is as it should be."

Zhang Jie stood with his hands behind his back, not taking credit.

Not to mention what Qiao Feng did for Great Song, just his rectification of the Beggar Sect, which reduced the dirty things in the Beggar Sect,

And improved the living environment of Zhang Jie, who was still a beggar, Zhang Jie had the heart to help him.

"Sect Leader, are you okay?"

The four great elders and most of the Beggar Sect disciples gathered around and asked Qiao Feng with concern.

"I'm fine."

Seeing that even though his identity as a Khitan was exposed, so many people in the Beggar Sect still cared about him,

Qiao Feng was moved and felt that he hadn't done anything wrong over the years.

"Qiao Feng, do you have a wolf-head tattoo that you were born with on your chest?

Hee hee, that is the evidence that you are a Khitan!"

A crazy, incoherent, and even more slovenly freak than the Beggar Sect disciples suddenly jumped out.

"Senior Brother!"

Tan Po looked at this crazy freak and couldn't help but shed tears.

"It's him, Zhao Qiansun!"

Someone recognized the identity of this freak.

A Jianghu wandering freak with mental problems, who sometimes called himself Zhao Qiansun,

Sometimes called himself Qian Zhaosun, and sometimes Sun Zhaoqian.

It just so happened that such a mentally unstable freak also had profound martial arts.

People speculated that this freak must have come from a famous orthodox sect in the past,

But suffered a huge blow, couldn't bear it mentally, and his sanity went wrong.

"Tattoo?

Am I actually really a Khitan!"

Qiao Feng tore his upper garment, and a lifelike wolf-head tattoo was revealed on his chest.

This tattoo was a green wolf head, opening its mouth and showing its teeth, looking extremely fierce,

As if it would jump off Qiao Feng's chest in the next second and choose people to devour!

The reason he didn't suspect it before was because tattooing was very common at this time,

And there were even people with tattoos all over their bodies from neck to feet.

Great Song, to put it nicely, inherited, but to put it bluntly, it seized the empire of the Later Zhou Chai family's orphans and widows.

The founding emperor of the Later Zhou, Guo Wei, had a sparrow tattooed on his neck, so people called him "Guo Sparrow."

Among the Beggar Sect brothers, eight or nine out of ten had tattoos, so he never had any suspicion.

But today, when Master Zhiguang and others said so, suspicion arose in his heart.

"The Sect Leader is actually really a Khitan!"

"What these people said is true!"

"It's over, our Beggar Sect is over!"

Looking at the tattoo on Qiao Feng's chest, the Beggar Sect crowd was in an uproar,

Some were incredulous, and some were full of resentment.

Some knelt on the ground in pain, worrying about the Beggar Sect and their future,

Besides Qiao Feng, who else could rule their Beggar Sect?

Should they count on a worm like Quan Guanqing who is blinded by greed?

But they could not believe the accusations of Kang Min, Quan Guanqing, Bai Shijing,

Or even Master Zhiguang,

But the wolf-head tattoo on Qiao Feng's chest pierced their illusions.

First, the Khitan warriors indeed had a tradition of tattooing wolf heads to show their bravery.

Second, because no one could tattoo Qiao Feng's chest like stealing his fan.

That is to say, this tattoo had followed him since he was a child!

The sect leader they admired and loved the most was actually the Khitan they hated the most,

The Beggar Sect crowd only felt that their sky had collapsed!

"Brother Zhang, what do you think?

Brother Qiao seems to really be a Khitan!"

Duan Yu said with a mournful face, unable to accept this cruel reality.

"I'm standing and watching!

Even if Sect Leader Qiao is a Khitan, so what?

Not to mention that he has been firmly resisting the Khitan,

Even if he goes to the Khitan, it has nothing to do with your Dali."

Zhang Jie glanced at Duan Yu, who was worrying about nothing, and said indifferently.

"That seems to be true."

Duan Yu scratched the back of his head.

There was still a Great Song between their Dali and Great Liao.

As long as Great Song doesn't fall, no matter how fierce Great Liao is, it has nothing to do with their Dali.

And if even Great Song, whose national strength is unknown how many times greater than their Dali, falls,

It would be useless for their Dali to struggle.

At this moment, Duan Yu suddenly understood the way of lying flat that Zhang Jie had told him before!

If Zhang Jie knew Duan Yu's thoughts, he would definitely give him a big slap.

The premise of lying flat is that there is no danger, but there is still a Great Song behind Dali!

Are you not afraid that one day Great Song will be in the mood and want to find a small country to destroy for fun?

Well, it seems that Great Song really has no thoughts of expanding its territory.

Dali, a small country, managed to outlive Great Liao, Great Jin,

Northern Song, Southern Song, and finally perished in the hands of the Great Yuan...

It can only be said that sometimes luck is really more important than strength...

Without thinking about Duan Yu and Dali's affairs,

Zhang Jie is now looking at the lifelike green wolf-head tattoo on Qiao Feng's chest with confusion.

Not to mention the rationality of tattooing a baby with low resistance.

Just talking about this tattoo, how could it grow!

The tattoo on Qiao Feng's chest is the size of a palm.

But even if the baby of the Xiao clan is really gifted,

And can resist problems like infection and allergies caused by tattoos,

It is impossible for a baby like Qiao Feng,

To have a tattoo the size of an adult's palm, right?

In the end, Zhang Jie, who couldn't figure it out, could only attribute it to the secret arts of the Xiao clan and other great Khitan clans.

Since there are martial arts that can make people fight a thousand alone,

There is the Manggu Toad that can make people immune to all poisons after eating it,

The ice silkworm that can assist in practicing the "Yi Jin Jing" and create ice,

Then it is normal to have a secret medicine or secret art that can make tattoos grow slowly, right?

Without thinking about this problem, Zhang Jie looked around at the dejected Beggar Sect crowd and teased:

"What?

Just because Brother Qiao is a Khitan, you won't recognize him as the Sect Leader?

You must know that even Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, had Xianbei blood,

But did that delay him from becoming the Heavenly Khan with a dragon-like appearance?

Brother Qiao grew up in our Han land, worshipped the late Sect Leader Wang as his teacher,

Learned our Han culture and martial arts, used our Han language,

And did things to defend our Han land from aggression; how can he not be considered a Han person?"

"Brother Zhang is right!

The sage said: 'If the barbarians enter China, then they are China.'

Brother Qiao learned Han culture and did what Han people should do, so he is naturally a Han person!"

Duan Yu was the first to stand up and support Zhang Jie.

'Of course, there is one more point: Qiao Feng also looks the same as a Han person.'

Zhang Jie added silently in his heart.

Regarding black things, he really couldn't accept them.

He absolutely does not admit that a black dragon is also a dragon!

More than a thousand years ago, the Tang Dynasty had an advanced view of black.

Wei Zheng said to Taizong: "In the Western Regions, there are barbarians, white-eyed and black-skinned, with a foul odor on their bodies,

Without wisdom, violent, although they have human shapes, they have no human hearts, and it is difficult to influence them with virtue.

They fear power but not virtue, and must be treated like livestock."

"Brother Zhang, Brother Duan!"

Seeing that there were still people standing on his side without hesitation, even a tough guy like Qiao Feng couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

"This seems to make sense."

The four great elders couldn't help but be moved.

In terms of facts, Qiao Feng really didn't do anything to harm the Beggar Sect,

Or harm Great Song over the years, even by stricter standards,

Qiao Feng was still an irreproachable great hero and great man!

"Sect Leader, you will always be our Sect Leader!"

Compared with the cautious elders, the lower-level disciples of the Beggar Sect directly proved their choice with actions:

They stood behind Qiao Feng one after another, expressing their support for him.

"Brothers, I, Qiao Feng, am ashamed to accept this, ashamed to accept this!"

Qiao Feng was very moved, his eyes seemed to have sand in them.

"You, you, don't forget that he is a Khitan!"

Quan Guanqing, who had only a few die-hard supporters left, was furious.

He got the beauty Kang Min and exposed Qiao Feng's identity as a Khitan,

This should have been two joys for him, so how could the situation turn out like this?

"Heh!"

"So what if Sect Leader Qiao is a Khitan?

The Sect Leader would not be like you, for the sake of power,

Not hesitating to collude with the murderer who killed Deputy Sect Leader Ma to frame a good person!"

The Beggar Sect disciples directly retorted to Quan Guanqing, who was blinded by greed.

"You!"

Pfft!

Quan Guanqing couldn't hold it anymore, and under the rush of anger, a mouthful of old blood sprayed out.

"Deserved it!"

The crowd not only didn't sympathize, but also expressed their disdain.

"Please continue to rule our Beggar Sect, Sect Leader!"

With the hearts of the people, the four great elders finally chose to support Qiao Feng.

"Please continue to rule our Beggar Sect, Sect Leader!"

The Beggar Sect disciples all knelt on one knee, their voices shaking the clouds!

"Amitabha, good, good."

Seeing this, Master Zhiguang couldn't help but close his eyes and chant the Buddha's name.

His heart, which had always seemed to be suffering in the Avici Hell, was suddenly relieved.

"Let's go."

Tan Gong and Tan Po retreated in a sorry state.