Zongwu: Wang Yuyan refuses marriage and forces Li Qingluo to marry

As soon as the two verses came out, the impression of everyone in Tianlong Temple about Wei Wu was no longer that he was invincible, but that he was an expert in both Zen and martial arts!

Jiumozhi knew that he was already at a disadvantage, and if he discussed Taoism with Wei Wu again, he would only lose even more miserably.

Since you can't win with words, let's see with your hands.

He was a young man of about twenty years old. Even though he had great wisdom and profound knowledge of Buddhism, his martial arts skills were definitely not as good as his own.

When it comes to his talent in martial arts, Jiumozhi believes that he is in no way inferior to any genius.

Even if Wei Wu had the same talent as him, the time lost in training could never be made up.

After making the decision, Jiumozhi clasped his hands together, with a hint of sadness in his tone.

"The Buddha said: There is no birth, no death, no dirt, no purity.

Unfortunately, my wisdom is shallow and I have not yet understood the principles of love and hate, life and death.

I have a close friend in my life, who was from Gusu in the Northern Song Dynasty. His surname was Murong and his given name was Bo.

Back then, he and I met by chance in the world of mortals, and we discussed martial arts and swordplay.

Mr. Murong's extensive knowledge of martial arts and his superb skills are truly unprecedented in my life.

Thanks to his guidance over several days, the mystery in my life was solved, and he generously gave me a martial arts secret book.

I will always remember his deep kindness and virtue.

However, accidents happen, and Mr. Murong passed away young. I feel deeply saddened and regretful.

I have a humble request, and I hope that the elders will be merciful and help me fulfill a wish. "

Wei Wu said softly: "The most important thing for the relationship between the King Ming and Mr. Murong is to be sincere.

Since our fate has ended, why add to your own troubles?

If you do things too thoroughly, your fate will end early! "

After reciting two verses, Wei Wu really felt like a great monk. His words became veiled and vague, and he didn't speak properly like a human being.

Jiumozhi said in a deep voice: "Master Huanxi's teaching is correct!

I once secluded myself for forty days, but I still couldn't stop missing my good friends!

When Mr. Murong discussed the sword techniques in the world, he highly praised the Six Meridians Divine Sword and even called it the best sword in the world!

It’s just that I’ve never seen it with my own eyes, which is a great regret in life! ”

Wei Wu's eyes flashed with disdain, and he said contemptuously: "Is it that you can't cut off your longing for your good friend, or that you can't cut off your obsession with the Six Meridians Divine Sword?"

Jiumozhi said tactfully: "I have not practiced enough and cannot cut off the greed, anger and ignorance in my heart."

Wei Wu said disdainfully: "Ming Wang is a great monk, don't you even dare to look at your own heart?"

Even a clay figure can get angry, let alone the Great Wheel King Jiumozhi who is usually the center of attention.

In Tubo, even the Zamp, the emperor of Tubo, treated Jiumozhi with the courtesy of a disciple and was extremely respectful.

When had Jiumozhi ever been looked down upon and questioned like this?

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Chapter 130 Wei Wu: What a waste of time! Ruyi is still waiting for me to come home and have children!

Now being ridiculed and mocked by Wei Wu one after another, Jiumozhi felt extremely unhappy and replied in a stiff tone.

"It is precisely because I can face my own heart that I came to your temple to ask for the Six Meridians Divine Sword!"

Jiumozhi looked at Master Kurong and said respectfully, "Master Kurong, I have something I don't understand. I hope you can help me solve it."

Master Kurong said calmly, "Please speak, Lord Ming."

Jiumozhi glanced at Wei Wu, with a hint of disdain in his tone, and said softly: "The abbot of Tianlong Temple is Master Benyin, and there is a great monk like Master Kurong in charge. When will it be the turn of a lay disciple to be in charge?"

Jiumozhi's words implicitly criticized the Tianlong Temple for allowing a lay disciple to be the head, which was unruly and disrespectful.

A cold light flashed in Wei Wu's eyes, and he felt extremely unhappy.

What happened to lay disciples?

Did the lay disciples eat the rice in your house?

Can’t lay disciples be the masters of their own families?

You are discriminating!

Blatant discrimination!

Master Kurong asked in return: "Dharma King, are lay disciples inferior to others in the Great Wheel Temple?

Or in other words, in the eyes of the Dharma King, lay disciples are not Buddhist disciples?

In other words, in the eyes of the Dharma King, all sentient beings are never equal, but are divided into different levels.

What about lay disciples and what about disciples who have taken precepts?

Can’t lay disciples devote themselves to Buddhism?

All beings are equal in Tianlong Temple. Not to mention lay disciples, even ordinary pilgrims sitting here can express their opinions as long as they are devoted to Buddhism! "

Jiumozhi originally wanted to satirize Tianlong Temple, but he didn't expect to be severely taught a lesson by Master Kuruo, and he didn't know how to respond for a while.

Although he usually says that all beings are equal and there is no discrimination in education, he has been praised for too long and is no longer down-to-earth.

I feel that I am superior to others and the rest are just ants.

"Brother, great work!"

Wei Wu felt like he had drunk a Coke and burped, he felt extremely satisfied and refreshed.

He put his right hand behind his back and gave Master Ku Rong a thumbs up.

"Must be strong!"

Master Kurong raised the corner of his mouth slightly, put his left hand behind his back, and gave Wei Wu a thumbs up.

The two brothers looked at each other, and everything was said without words.

Ben Yin and the others were overjoyed when they saw this scene, and they couldn't wait for Wei Wu to use the Six Meridians Divine Sword and display his divine power.

You can’t take a break from slapping someone in the face. You’ll only feel satisfied if you slap them in the face again!

It feels good to slap someone in the face!

Keep slapping me in the face, and feel good all the time!

Jiumozhi lost two verbal battles in a row and felt extremely aggrieved.

Mahalakshatra is the king of big talk. When has he ever lost with his big talk?

But now they have lost two games in a row and are humiliated.

When you’re out there in the world, face is the most important thing!

If this gets out, his fans of Mahavairocana will probably turn against him and never support him again.

Once a person is used to being licked, he will feel uncomfortable when no one is licking him.

You should be consistent in everything you do. Once you have licked it, you should keep licking it.

Jiumozhi's eyes rolled and he had a plan in mind.

Even if you decide to take action, you must find a legitimate excuse.

We are all decent people, but they just beat each other up when they are told to. That is very disrespectful and uncivilized.

"Ugh……"

Jiumozhi sighed, his expression gloomy, and after a pause, he said in a low voice: "Mr. Murong knows that the Six Meridians Divine Sword Scripture is the treasure of your temple. If you rashly come to ask to see it, your temple will definitely not agree.

Moreover, the Duan family of Dali is a royal family, and they still remember the code of conduct in the martial arts world, and they are benevolent and loving to the people, and they benefit the common people. He can't do the behavior of a gentleman on the beam."

Wei Wu sarcastically said, "Since Mr. Murong is so clear about justice, why should the King Ming trouble himself?"

Jiumozhi shook his head and said, "Master Huanxi, there is something I don't know.

When I was young and full of energy, I once boasted that I was the national teacher of Tubo, and that I had no relatives or friends with the Duan family of Dali, and that Tubo and Dali were not brotherly countries.

Mr. Murong is a noble man and it is inconvenient for him to take it himself, so I will do it for you.

Once a man says something, it is hard to follow him.

I made a promise to Mr. Murong, and I will complete it no matter how difficult and dangerous it is. "

After saying that, he waved his hand, and two burly foreign men behind him carried a sandalwood box to the middle of the Prajna platform, slowly put it down, and then retreated behind Jiumozhi.

"Masters, please take a look at my sincerity before making a decision!"

Jiumozhi waved his sleeves, and the lid of the box seemed to be grasped by an invisible big hand and opened directly.

Inside the sandalwood box, there was a golden glow that was extremely dazzling.

Seeing the golden light, everyone except Wei Wu thought that the sandalwood box contained gold and jewelry.

How much is this box of gold and jewelry worth?

Although Dali is a small country, it has more than a hundred years of savings!

He didn't care about tens or hundreds of boxes of gold at all.

Trying to exchange a box of gold and jewelry for the Six Meridians Divine Sword is simply an insult!

Jiumozhi stood up, walked to the wooden box, bent down and took out a small golden box that was shining with golden light from the wooden box.

When everyone saw the small golden box, they couldn't help but guess.

If it can be stored in a small golden box, the things inside must be extraordinary.

Jiumozhi stroked the small golden box. After a while, he opened it and took out three old but well-preserved thread-bound books.

Everyone stared at the three blue-covered thread-bound books, curious about what was recorded in the books and why they had to be stored in small golden boxes.

Jiumozhi flipped the book casually, and everyone could see that there were pictures and texts in the book, but the specific content could not be seen clearly.

Suddenly, Jiumozhi stopped moving, his expression became sad, and tears flowed down. After a moment, his tears wet the front of his shirt.

Wei Wu’s eyes were filled with admiration, and he thought to himself, “Awesome!

The tears came suddenly, as if my father had just died!

I am ashamed of myself!

But there is too much drama in your novel. This is a martial arts novel, not a romance novel!

You should just start fighting right away. If you win, take the Six Meridians Divine Sword. If you lose, get out of here quickly.

It's pointless to put on so much drama for yourself!

Waste of everyone's time!

Ruyi is still waiting for me to come home and have a baby with her!"

Jiumozhi came up and tried to show off, but ended up getting slapped in the face.

Now he starts to play the victim again, hoping to win sympathy and gain the upper hand in the next exchange.

It’s no use pretending to be cool or playing the victim, the next step is to take action.

The plan seems to be interconnected, but in fact it is unnecessary.

Having many skills will not burden you, but having many skills will not support you either!

I'm not afraid of knowing all the moves, I'm just afraid of having one wrong move.

It is totally unnecessary to pretend to be cool and to play the victim. If it could work, the Six Meridians Divine Sword would have spread all over the world long ago.

Therefore, if you really want to obtain the Six Meridians Divine Sword, you must have a strong fist and knock down all the masters of Tianlong Temple.

Or like Wei Wu, holding enough chips in hand.

Even if you have bargaining chips in your hand, you must have sufficient military force to back them up.

Otherwise, people will just kill you to silence you!

Just like Master Kuruo unexpectedly attacked Wei Wu with the One Finger Zen.

If Wei Wu couldn't catch it, do you think he would be so happy to take out the Six Meridians Divine Sword and the Withering and Flourishing Zen Technique?