Chapter 192 Seduce for Profit

"The six-vein sword is the treasure of the temple of your temple. On this point, Mr. Murong is also well aware of this. Therefore, he told me that if he came directly to the door and asked for a look, the temple would definitely not accept it. Moreover, he once said that Dali Duan Shigui is the emperor, and he does not forget the righteousness of the world in the past. He is benevolent and loves the people. He is also inconvenient for him to steal and take it.

Hearing this, the abbot couldn't help bowing slightly and said, "Thank you, Mr. Murong's praise!" However, since Mr. Murong also looks up to Dali Duan, the King of Ming is his good friend, and he should remember Mr. Murong's will. As if he hadn't heard the words after the abbot Benin, he just stood up and took the sandalwood box brought in by the two attendants and put them at his feet.

Then he bowed slightly and said with a little confused look, "Alas, the abbot's words were originally good. It's strange that the little monk was too young and angry in those years. After listening to Mr. Murong's words, he boasted without thinking: 'The little monk is a Tubo master, and Duan in Dali has no relatives for no reason. The two countries in Albania have no close diplomatic relations. It's not convenient for Mr. Murong to take it in person, and it's just a little monk to do it for him. Once a man says a word, he has no regrets. Since the little monk has this appointment with Mr. Murong, he will never break his promise!"

After saying this soft and hard words, without waiting for the master and others to change color, Jiu Mozhi lightly brushed the sleeve robe. The sandalwood box at his feet immediately opened without wind and sprinkled a brilliant golden light. "Of course, the little monk can't ask for the treasure of the temple from the temple empty words. There is a little small here. Dear, please take a look at it..."

With that, Jiu Mozhi leaned over and took out a small gold box from the heavy sandalwood box. Seeing this, the monks couldn't help but be a little disappointed. "Are we outsiders still greedy for some rare treasures? Besides, Duan is the head of Dali, with more than 150 years of savings. Are you afraid of missing gold and silver? At this time, Jiu Mozhi raised his hand gently, opened the golden box, and took out three yellowed books from it!

Jiu Mozhi casually turned over these three books. Benyin and others glanced at them and saw that there were pictures and texts in this book, all of which were written by Yuan Mo. In doubt, among the players outside the wooden house, there was a sudden sound of neat inhaling and swallowing. Countless players stared at the three volumes of books, and the green light in their eyes was about to condense into substance...

In the wooden house, Jiumo Zhizhi stared at the three books for a long time. Suddenly, tears dripped down, splashing wet clothes, and his expression was sad and sad. He was not surprised. Only Master Kurong, who turned his back to the door, suddenly said coldly, "The king of Ming misses his old friend, and the dust is not clean. Isn't he worthy of the word 'high monk'?"

Jiu Mozhi lowered his head and said, "The master has great wisdom and great magical power, which is beyond the reach of the little monk." With that, he directly changed the topic, no longer appetizing people's appetite, and directly raised the old book in his hand, and said to Ben Yin and others, "These three volumes of martial arts tips are Mr. Murong's handwriting, expounding the gist of the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin School, the practice method, and the way to crack it."

Everyone was shocked when they heard it. The seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple can be said to be powerful. Of course, the same level as the power and wonder of these stunts is the difficulty of practicing these stunts. In the past hundred years, even in Shaolin Temple, no one has ever been able to practice more than 20 stunts, but now, Jiu Mozhi actually said that Murong Bo is not only familiar with all the 72 stunts, but also knows all their respective cracking ways. This can naturally be said to be a shocking thing...

While observing everyone's expressions, Jiu Mozhi continued: "Mr. Murong gave these three wonderful books, and the little monk benefited a lot from his study. Now I would like to exchange these three strange books with the Six-vein Sword and Treasure Sutra with Gui Temple. If the masters agree, I will be very grateful to the little monk for the promise of the past.

"Of course, when your temple gives you the treasure scriptures, you can keep a copy. The masters Jiahui little monk, Ze and Baigu, themselves were not damaged. Moreover, the little monk promised here that after worshiping the Baojing, he would immediately seal it and never peep at it privately, and personally sent it to Mr. Murong's tomb for incineration, and the high art of your temple would never spread as a result. In addition, although the masters of Gui Temple have a deep abysss of martial arts and can be asked for it, the stone of his mountain can attack jade. The 72 stunts of Shaolin Temple do have a unique secret. Among them, the three fingering methods of "flower finger", "Doro leaf finger" and "no mutual robbery finger" are quite mutually proof with your school's Yiyang finger!"

Hearing this, most of the monks of Tianlong Temple have been moved. Seeing this, Jiu Mozhi was secretly overjoyed and hit the railway while it was hot: "The little monk is young and knowledgeable, and what he said may not be trusted by the masters. The three fingering methods in Shaolin's 72 stunts might as well make a fool of themselves before the thrones. With that, he stood up and said, "The little monk was just a place of fun in those years. He dabbled at will, and his habit was very rough. I hope everyone can give me some advice. This way, it's a flower finger. He gently put his right thumb and forefinger, as if he had picked up a flower, with a smile on his face, and his left hand flicked to the right.

After playing dozens of times in a row, Jiu Mozhi stopped, raised his right sleeve, opened his mouth and blew at the sleeve. In an in an flash, he saw pieces of round cloth the size of chess pieces falling on the sleeve, and dozens of broken holes were exposed on the sleeves. It turned out that his dozens of fingers just now were all above his sleeves, and the softness damaged his clothes. At the first time, he was so undamaged. As soon as the wind blew, his power was revealed!

Because the prime minister and others are all looking for each other, if it is just empty and the sleeves of the award clothes are broken, then their Yiyang finger can also be easily done. However, if you want to understate Jiu Mozhi, and the fingers bounce up, it seems that even the surrounding air is not disturbed, it is completely impossible! At that moment, an idea came to mind in the minds of these monks: "Well, this big Lun Ming King is not bad. The finger strength of this flower finger is very soft, which is completely different from our Yang finger, but there are indeed many things to learn from..."

He muttered in his heart, and naturally reflected it on his face. Under the observation of Jiu Mozhi's words and eyes, he was particularly excited. Without resting, he directly bowed slightly and said with a smile, "I'm ugly. The little monk's fingering power is not as far as that of Master Xuandu of Shaolin Temple. That 'Doroye finger', I'm afraid it's even worse.

With that, Jiu Mozhi turned his body and walked quickly around the wooden box on the ground, with ten fingers quickly connected. However, he saw the wood chips flying on the wooden box and couldn't help beating. In an instant, a wooden box had become a piece of debris - not only was the thick sandalwood box wall completely broken, but also the hinges, copper pieces, iron buckles, and hooks of the wooden box. Buttons and other metal accessories also shattered under his finger. If it is the former, I think that I can still do it, but if I want to break the metal with my fingers, a group of senior monks don't have to try to know that they and others will definitely not be able to do it. At present, several people's admiration for Jiu Mozhi has increased a little more. Of course, the coveted heart for Shaolin's 72 stunts is also correspondingly rising...

Jiu Mozhi was even more happy and said with a smile, "The little monk makes this Duoluo Ye finger blindly domineering, and his kung fu is shallow and tight." With that, he put his hands in his sleeves. Between the assault, the pile of pieces of wood suddenly jumped up, as if someone couldn't help stirring with an invisible thin stick! I couldn't help but praise: "No prime robbery finger, it lives up to its reputation, admire, admire!"

Jiu Mozhi bowed slightly and said modestly, "The master is flattered!" With that, he kept a gentle smile and just stared at Benyin, but he stopped talking. Naturally, a group of senior monks knew that Jiu Mozhi was a showdown. So, Benyin turned around and asked Master Kurong, "Uncle, the king of Ming came from afar, and his intention was very sincere. How should we respond? Please ask your uncle for instructions.

"This is because, how many realms has your Yiyang finger been cultivated?" Without looking back, Master Kurong asked in his signature tablet voice. Ben was slightly stunned and replied with some shame, "The disciple is blunt, and he can't work hard, so he can only get the fourth grade." Master Kurong nodded and continued to ask, "So, if I give you another 100 years, can you reach the first level?"

Because of the sweat on his forehead, he replied in a trembling voice, "I can't do it!" Then, without waiting for Master Ku Rong to continue to teach a lesson, he saluted directly, "Uncle's advice is very important. Our own Yiyang finger is still not self-tpaired. What do we want others to do to learn martial arts? The king of the Ming Dynasty came to work hard and waited for the temple to set up a fast to pick up the wind. With that, he turned around and said to Jiu Mozhi, "My uncle hasn't seen any visitors for more than ten years. The King of Ming is a senior monk in the world, and my uncle has made an exception to see him... King Ming, please!"

Such a move was obviously to refuse his proposal. When Jiu Mozhi heard the words, he sighed, and the smile on his face also put away. He didn't get up and heard him say in a low voice, "The little monk is arrogant today, saying a word that doesn't know the depth of heaven and earth. If the swordsmanship of this six veins sword is really as exquisite as Mr. Murong said, I'm afraid that although the temple has a map, no one can practice it. If someone can practice it, then this way of swordsmanship may not be as mysterious as Mr. Murong guessed... The Six Vein Sword Sutra is only a false name and practical. Why does your temple attach so much attention to it? So that it hurts the harmony between Tianlong Temple and Dalun Temple, and hurts the diplomatic relations between Dali and Tubo?

These words not only greatly devalued the value of the six-veined sword, but also blatantly used the relationship between Tubo and Dali to coerce Tianlong Temple. After hearing this, not only was he angry because of the prime minister and others, but even Master Kurong couldn't help snorting coldly and said bluntly, "The king of the Ming Dynasty said, the six-vein sword sutra of the temple has a false reputation and is not practical to use. We used the six-veined sword to teach the Ming King a few high-handed moves. If it is indeed like the king of the Ming Dynasty, this road of swordsmanship is falsely famous and not practical, how precious is it? Although the King of Ming took the sword sutra away.

This is the ultimate way for people in the world to resolve disputes. Whether you are reasonable or not, it only depends on whether your fist is big or not. When Jiu Mozhi heard the words, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned and said, "Is it possible that more than one of the masters present can use the six-vein sword?" Then, he was happy again and bowed and said, "All the monks are willing to show the unique skill of the sword, which makes the little monk's eyes open. Fortunately."

After responding to the request of the martial arts competition, Jiu Mozhi pondered for a moment, and suddenly waved again, asking the attendants outside to send a bunch of Tibetan incense to light it on the ground. Then, when he saw him holding his fists and his internal force outside, he saw that the six slender green smokes immediately changed their shape and floated straight to the monks. However, just as they were still three feet away from the faces of several people, these slender blue smoke suddenly stopped again, and the condensed air remained in the air: "Masters, please..."

PS: As the Spring Festival is approaching, there are more disturbances and **, and it is easy to be distracted. Therefore, it will be fixed during this period. Wait until the Spring Festival, and then resume two more times a day...