After the haircut ceremony of Emperor Baoding, Benyin's abbot took out the illustration of six six-mere divine swords. Master Kurong said: "There are two people who are not monks from Tianlong Temple, so let's go out for the time being."

He naturally refers to Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yu and his son.

Duan Zhengchun really wanted to help, and even proposed to become a monk for the time being, but in return, Master Kurong said something contemptuous.

"You are injured today, in poor spirits, and have lustfulness in the past, and have unstable foundations. After watching the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, it is harmful or useless."

Duan Zhengchun's old face turned slightly red, and he coughed twice, and hurriedly took his son out of the wooden house.

After driving the two of them out, everyone devoted themselves to practicing the Six-Meridian Divine Sword.

Xu Le also retracted his mental power. The Six-Meridian Divine Sword is nothing more than a sword energy. If he had a "bright" state now, he might be able to see it in a short time and he would not forget to use it for himself. But now, he can only take a look at it and it would not be of any use to him.

Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yu did not walk far away, but talked about it next to the wooden house. After a short time of talking, they talked about "Cassia".

"Yu'er, what do you think of this person's nature?" Duan Zhengchun asked.

Duan Yu said seriously: "Dad, I can't hide it from it. This person's nature should be good, but he doesn't like someone to provoke him. Once he provokes him, he can do something to eliminate the roots. He can only say that one thought is good and one thought is evil."

"In addition, when the child walked with him, he felt quite rewarding. Although this person's idea was rebellious, it also had something to do with it."

This kid is quite kind and didn't even say Xu Le slapped him in the face. Xu Le was also funny when he heard it. These words were already a compliment to him. If the mission given by the Kingdom of God gave him was to kill innocent people indiscriminately, I am afraid Duan Yu might not think so.

Duan Zhengchun was a little dissatisfied when he heard this: "Yu'er, all such heroes in the world are like this. If you think about it with general principles, it will naturally not work. The most important thing is to show kindness and be friends even if you cannot win over it..."

Duan Yu snorted: "Dad, my son said..."

Duan Zhengchun couldn't help but get angry: "You rebellious son! Your father is teaching you the principles of dealing with people and things. What did you tell me about the poem "? "

"According to the words of sages, it is what scholars should do. I and Cassiazi and I are willing to be friends. Why do we have to mix so many intrigues?" Duan Yu said, his voice a little positive.

Xu Le couldn't help laughing when he heard this: This nerd is him when he is angry, he is when he is ridiculous, and he is when he is respectable. With these words, he is qualified to have a good relationship with a strange man like Qiao Feng.

At this moment, a slight wisp of sandalwood came from outside, which made people feel excited after smelling it. Following closely behind, a faint Zen singing came.

The voice was solemn but solemn and serious.

"The Great Wheel Ming King is here!" Master Kurong shouted, his voice seemed a little regretful. Obviously, this little time was not enough to allow Duan Zhengming and others to understand the mystery of the Six-Meridian Divine Sword.

The little novice monk hurried past, and Benjin walked out of the cabin and went out to meet him.

After a while, he brought back a group of people, who were over fifty years ahead of him, wearing a yellow monk's robe, and his face was radiant. It made people feel intimate when they saw it. Then a dozen people, with fierce faces, were obviously from Tubo.

The monk in his fifties was Jiumozhi, the king of Daxue Mountain, who was the Ming Dynasty. Before he arrived at the wooden house, Benyin let them in.

Jiumozhi stepped into the hall and entrusted the ceremony to the center of Master Kurong and Wind: "Jiumozhi, a junior in Tubo, will meet the master of Master Kurumi. There is constant and impermanence, and the two trees wither and flourish, north, south, west and east, neither fake nor empty!"

Master Kurong's body shook slightly, but he was quite acknowledging the Buddhist practice of the Great Pure Wheel King. The other party explained the origin of the Ku Zen he had practiced in one sentence. It was obvious that he had great attainments in practicing Buddhism: "The Ming King is here, but I have not yet met you yet, so I hope to forgive my sins."

"The reputation of the dragon is admired by the little monk Su. Today I am extremely happy to see the solemn treasure." Jiumozhi said.

Master Kurong said, "Please sit down by the Ming King."

Jiumozhi sat on the cushion without making any controversy, so he said that it was nothing more than the one he had said in the letter. He had a strong relationship with Murong Bo and wanted to obtain the sword scripture of the Six-Meridian Divine Sword.

Several monks here are angry. What is the difference between such behavior and robbers?

Jiumozhi probably felt this and gently tapped it three times with both hands. Two men outside the door carried a sandalwood box in and placed it underground.

As soon as Jiumozhi robe touched the sleeves, the wooden box opened without wind, showing a small gold box.

Three old books were taken out from it, and Jiumozhi's tears slowly dripped. Everyone was shocked, but they didn't expect that he would cry at this time.

"These three volumes of martial arts secrets are written by Mr. Murong, explaining the essence of the 72 unique skills of the Shaolin School, practice methods and cracking. In the past, Mr. Murong presented three volumes of strange books to the young monk. The young monk gained a lot after studying them. Now he is willing to hand over these three volumes of strange books to the temple and exchange the six-mechanical divine swords with the masters. I wonder if it is possible?"

The abbot of Tianlong Temple was originally very moved, and the rest of the people also looked hesitant.

Xu Le hid outside watching the show and thought to himself: All this is not too different from the original work. Now that Duan Yu is not even in the house, how can he be in danger of his life? Can this disaster be overcome in peace?

Jiumozhi also said: "When the temple gives you a treasure scripture, you can keep your own copy. The masters will be kind to the monks, and the bones will not be damaged by themselves."

"After receiving the treasure scriptures, the little monk immediately sealed them, never peeped them privately, and sent them to Mr. Murong's tomb to burn them. The skills of the temple will never be spread out because of this, two."

"The masters of the temple have profound martial arts, so they don't need to seek outside, but stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade. The 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple do have unique secrets, including the three fingering techniques of picking the flower finger, the Duluo Leaf finger, and the Wuxiangjie finger and the One Yang finger of the School have quite mutually verified functions, and the three are."

After hearing his words, everyone in Tianlong Temple was moved, but Master Kurong didn't speak, and they couldn't speak casually.

Seeing this situation, Jiumozhi felt very sure. He laughed and used the fingers of picking flowers, the fingers of the leaves, and the fingers of the Wuxiangjie.

Among them, the fingers are feminine, the fingers are domineering, and the fingers are invisible. The monks of Tianlong Temple are really dazzling and want to practice immediately.

Because the abbot stood up, he obviously couldn't help but feel a little relieved: "Uncle Master, the King of Ming came from afar, and his sincerity is clear. How should we respond? Please inform me."

Master Kurong said: "The reason is that we practice martial arts, why do we come from?"

Because the abbot did not expect that the uncle would ask this question, he replied slightly, "It is to spread the Dharma and protect the country."

"If there are foreign enemies coming and we will take action to subdue the demons, what kung fu should we use?"

"You should use the one-yang finger." Abbot Benyin replied.

Master Kurong asked again: "What grade is your yang finger now?"

Benyin suddenly sweated on his forehead: "The disciple is stupid, only in the fourth grade."

"Which one yang finger is better than the flower finger, the multi-color leaf finger, and the Wuxiangjie finger, which is better or worse?" asked Master Kurong.

"There is no advantage or disadvantage in the exercises, but the skill is high or low." Ben Yin replied.

Master Kurong said: "Give you another hundred years, can you practice Yiyang Finger to the first level?"

Because the cold sweat was dripping from the forehead, Ben said in a trembling voice: "I will definitely not."

Master Kurong stopped talking, but everyone understood what he meant: before he learned his own things, he was greedy for other people's skills, which was tantamount to seeking fish from a tree.

Benyin then spoke, asking Jiumozhi to go down and rest, this is to see off the guests.

Jiumozhi frowned slightly, and no longer spoke politely. He said that he doubted whether the Six-Meridian Divine Sword in Tianlong Temple was so magical. Master Kurong was not willing to be outdone and asked where Murong Bo learned about the Six-Meridian Divine Sword.

After talking for a while, Jiumozhi even said threats, which seemed to be a war between Tubo and Dali. Master Kurong turned his mind and proposed a gambling method to decide the ownership of the Six-Meridian Divine Sword.

Master Kurong, because four people and Duan Zhengming, had a total of six people, each using the Six-Meridian Divine Sword and Jiumozhi's flame sword technique to fight. The six people narrowly defeated Jiumozhi in a somewhat unlucky way.

Xu Le watched them fight and barely thought it was watching a movie. What he wanted to know most now was how could this matter be related to Duan Yu sitting in the yard?

At this moment, a black smoke rose from Master Kurong. Jiumozhi was a little surprised. He didn't know what peerless martial arts this Master Kurong who had not yet turned back was going to use.

The black smoke became thicker and thicker, and in an instant, the smoke in the room filled the room. Jiumozhi was not afraid, and his internal strength was invigorating, protecting his whole body, waiting for the other party to attack.

The black smoke gradually dissipated, and Duan Zhengming and the other five knelt on the ground with a solemn expression.

Jiumozhi suddenly realized: No! That Kurong actually burned the map of the Six-Meridian Divine Sword!

He has always been so arrogant that his wisdom and plan are amazing, but he didn't expect that he would fail like this today. He couldn't help but be shocked and angry. He suddenly moved his heart, remembered another thing, and put his hands together and bowed: "Why should Master Kurong be so strong? The little monk came with excitement, but unexpectedly returned with disappointment and said goodbye."

Turning out, he sneered and walked towards Duan Zhengchun and his son who were sitting next to the hut.
Chapter completed!