Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 278: When disaster strikes, will you seek help from relatives? late!
Swish.

Chu Pingsheng grabbed Duan Yu's clothes and fell beside him.

Jiumozhi lowered his head slightly, raised his eyes, and said with a sinister look on his face: "May I ask some masters, is this young master in front of me also a disciple of Tianlong Temple?"

Ben Yin stood up and said: "Junior brother Kong Kong is the successor of my uncle Kumu."

He said this after careful consideration. No one thought that Monk Kong was superior to Master Kurong, and judging from his behavior just now, it seemed that he was dissatisfied with Master Kurong and brazenly snatched the Six Meridians Divine Sword Manual without any thought. Doubt, he is determined to break up with Tianlong Temple.

One Jiumozhi is enough to drink a cup of Tianlong Temple. If you add a monk of Kongkuang, can you still be as good as them? So the wisest choice now is to use the name of "Deadwood" to stabilize Monk Kong, and scare Jiumozhi away first.

"Come on." Chu Pingsheng didn't give him any face: "At that time, I wanted to read the sword manual of the Six Meridians Divine Sword. I was thinking about Duan Zhixing teaching me Sanskrit. I can help you deal with the Tubo Imperial Master and make Dali feel proud. Once, Ku Rong Tu Don was not allowed to treat me as an outsider. Now that I have captured the sword manual, you are trying to get close to me and become a relative? Damn! Are the monks of Tianlong Temple so shameless?"

What he said does not sound like a monk at all.

Ben was made red-faced by him and a little puzzled. Who is this Duan Zhixing? That's not the name of Kumu layman.

Monk Kurong sighed: "Ling the wolf into the house."

"Little master..."

"Appreciate further details."

Chu Pingsheng narrowed his eyes and said: "Kurong Bald Donkey, believe it or not, if you say a few more ugly words, I will kill you in Tianlong Temple and make you a river of blood, and make your Dali country miserable."

hold head high……

"It turns out that this young master is not a disciple of your temple." Jiumozhi smiled sadly, looked at Chu Pingsheng and said: "Young master, listen to my advice, the Six Meridians Divine Sword is a product of Tianlong Temple, but like me, Borrowing it with the approval of several eminent monks is not the right thing to do, Master Kurong, what do you think?"

"Jiumozhi, do you think I don't know your thoughts? You hinted that Kurong Baldry can work with the monks of Tianlong Temple to deal with me, right? As long as he sends a signal of agreement, no matter success or failure, Tianlong Temple will owe you a favor. If you then ask for the Six Meridians Divine Sword Manual, they will be embarrassed to refuse, right?"

"Have you ever heard of Xiao Wuxiang Gong?"

From where the dragon roared, a fierce and domineering volley of palm power struck straight at him. The strong wind blew his beard around and made him unable to keep his eyes open.

Chu Pingsheng revealed his plot with one word, and Jiumozhi's face became a little gloomier.

"Twenty-eight Dragon Subduing Palms?"

What is the origin of this little monk? Not only can he use the One Yang Finger, but he can also use the Twenty-Eight Dragon Subduing Palms?
Jiumozhi couldn't laugh anymore. Considering that his opponent just pushed him with a single palm and forced him to exert six or seven successes, if the two of them let go and fought for hundreds of moves, he would probably be the loser.

Chu Pingsheng didn't give him a chance to continue speaking. He bent his forearm inwards, overturned the shadow of his palm, and thrust out a palm.

The two palm forces collided two feet in front of him. Dust rose from the ground, and a strong wind roared past, rolling up the thick monk's robe.

He thinks that he is much stronger than Ku Rong, and he should be able to defeat Monk Kong in a single fight, but it is very difficult to keep people behind.

When he said this, he was full of evil spirits, and there was no image of a Buddha on his body. He was clearly a big demon with murderous intent.

Jiumozhi's eyes were gloomy, he looked at the monks at Tianlong Temple, and then at the empty monk who had benefited from the situation, and considered what chance he might have of winning if he snatched the sword manual.

"What I want has never been taken back by anyone." Chu Pingsheng put the Six Meridians Divine Sword Manual into the sleeve of his monk's robe. When he came out again, he had a black leather thread-bound book in his hand: "Jiu Mo Zhi, Tianlong Temple refuses to make a deal with you, how about I make a deal with you?"

Monk Ku Rong has good eyesight, and he can naturally see who has the upper hand in the palm power duel just now, Jiumozhi or Monk Kong. He feels a little regretful that he has made such a powerful enemy of Tianlong Temple because of his sect.

What shocked him was that this fierce palm force also contained a feminine energy, forcing him to step back with his heels, shattering the stone slab under him, and finally stood still.

"Stop talking nonsense and watch the beating."

Jiumozhi did not dare to neglect and quickly drew out the flame knife to fight.

Jiumozhi looked shocked, his greedy eyes scanning the black leather-bound book: "But Xiaoyao Sect's Xiao Wuxiang Kung Fu?"

"You know a lot. Murong Bo exchanged these three volumes of Shaolin Temple's unique skills with you in exchange for the unique skills of the Flame Sword. I would like to know how many Shaolin skills in these three volumes have you mastered?"

"The young monk is stupid and has practiced hard for several years, but he has only mastered four or five kinds." "With this little phaseless skill, you can practice all the Shaolin Temple stunts in the booklet."

Ben Yin and others were even more surprised. Monk Kong had used a secret that was not passed down by the Beggar Clan, which had already made them confused about the situation. Now he had used Xiaoyao Sect's Xiao Wuxiang Kung Fu. What was the origin of this guy? The statement that Master Kumu was the heir to the mantle must have been a lie to them.

But the question is, why does he know so much about Tianlong Temple?

Jiumozhi said: "May I ask what is the relationship between the young master and the Xiaoyao Sect?"

"You don't have to worry about this. I'm just asking you, do you want this little phaseless skill or not?"

"Of course the little monk wants it."

"Its value is far greater than these three volumes of Shaolin stunts, you admit it."

Jiumozhi nodded.

Although he comes from Tubo, he has a deep understanding of the martial arts in the Central Plains. Of course he knows that the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple are also divided into levels. The three Shaolin stunts in his hand are all about the flower finger, the dolo leaf finger, the Nirvana Grasp, and the Indra Grasp. The stunts and other stunts are incomparable to the Yi Jin Jing and the Vajra Indestructible Body, which are the treasures of the Shaolin Temple.

"This small form-less skill lacks the scroll with the word 'Geng'. As far as I know, it is in the hands of the old Xingxiu weirdo Ding Chunqiu. However, it does not affect the practice. At most, the purity of the true energy is slightly lower, which will not change the fact that it has no form and no trace. You can find the characteristics that can imitate or even surpass other martial arts. Since Murong Bo used these three volumes of Shaolin stunts to exchange for the flame knife in your hand, then I will also exchange the flame knife in your hand with Xiao Wuxiang Gong. What do you think of this deal? How about it?"

Jiumozhi rubbed the book that recorded Shaolin's special skills, suppressed his joy, and said calmly: "The lack of the 'G' scroll really doesn't affect your practice? I don't believe it."

Without saying a word, Chu Pingsheng directly threw the secret book recording Xiao Wuxiang Kung over: "You are also a master of martial arts. If I have lied to you, you can find out by reading it yourself."

Jiumozhi was shocked. He didn't expect the young monk to be so contemptuous of the small Wuxiang Gong.

"Are you surprised? You can't do the Twenty-eight Dragon Subduing Palms, I can do it. You can't do Yiyang Finger, I can do it. You can't do the Beiming Magic Technique, but I can do it. Dou Zhuanxingyi, can you not do it, I can, Now that I have obtained the Six Meridians Divine Sword, I have many top secret skills, so I will deceive you with my small Wuxiang Kung Fu? Covet the secret knowledge of Tenryuji Temple.”

Beiming Divine Art!

Duan Yu:? ? ? ?

Since he knows the whereabouts of the fairy sister, the two must have a connection, so wouldn't it be normal for the master to know the Beiming Magic Skill?

Time flies!

Jiumozhi's sharp and sinister eyes narrowed, did he say that things have changed?
Will he still change his mind? How many top martial arts techniques does this kid have mastered?
Ben Yin and others clasped their hands together with ugly expressions. Among them, Ben Shen and Chu Pingsheng had the best relationship. They couldn't help scolding their uncle in their hearts. Even showing him a swordsmanship would have been better then than now.

"It seems that the young monk underestimated the heroes of the world." Jiumozhi raised his hands and lowered his head: "May I ask which temple your Majesty practices in?"

"Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rings at midnight to the passenger ship."

"Disrespect, disrespect."

Jiumozhi took out the Secret Book of the Flame Sword from his arms to enhance the Six Meridians Divine Sword: "This is the Secret Book of the Flame Sword, please take a look at it."

Chu Pingsheng took the book in his hand and stuffed it into the sleeve of his monk's robe without looking at it.

Jiumozhi was a little surprised.

Chu Pingsheng said: "I think with the intelligence of the national master, he will not make a big enemy for himself for no reason."

"What your Majesty said is absolutely true."

Indeed, as he said, since there is no big problem with Xiao Wuxiang Kung Fu, Jiumozhi certainly has no reason to tamper with the Flame Knife. Experts at their level can tell if there are any problems with martial arts as soon as they start practicing. It's because he doesn't believe in evil and has strong training. The empty monk's skills are higher than his own. If he is caught cheating on the secret book, it is equivalent to setting up a powerful enemy for himself. It is really not worth the loss.

"The deal with the Flame Knife is done, let's make another deal."

besides?

Is he finished yet?
Such a serious competition turned into a flea market for the young monk.

(End of this chapter)