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

Jiumozhi's momentum was too great, bending the pine branch as thick as his arm and almost throwing him out.

Jiumozhi knew that he would surely die if he was thrown out, so he made a desperate effort and used inertia to be thrown upwards. After turning two somersaults in the air, he landed steadily on the ancient pine tree.

Standing on the thick tree trunk, Jiumozhi's legs trembled slightly and he let out a long breath.

In order to preserve his chastity, he almost lost his life.

A chaste man!

If Wei Wu was by his side at this time, he would definitely pat his shoulder to comfort him.

Brother, it’s not that scary to do something happy and loving with a beautiful woman!

It’s not easy to live a life as a human being!

There are only thirty days in a month, why risk your life?

Have fun every day, have fun every day!

……

If one survives, there will be future fortunes!

At this moment, Jiumozhi has the aura of the protagonist and has obtained the template of the protagonist.

After he calmed down, he discovered that there was a cave at the root of the bearded tree.

Jiumozhi was overjoyed and entered the cave without thinking.

Only after he entered the stone cave and stepped foot on solid ground did he finally feel relieved.

Standing on the edge of the cave and looking down, you will see clouds and mist. Looking down, the clouds and mist are so deep that you cannot see the bottom.

Jiumozhi patted his pounding heart and turned around to look around the cave.

It was not a big deal when he saw it, but he was so frightened that he staggered and almost fell off the cliff.

Fortunately, he practiced yoga and had a great sense of balance. After some adjustments, he returned to the cave.

The cave is not big, only two meters in circumference and in an irregular circle.

Directly opposite the cave entrance was a skeleton leaning against the stone wall.

His eyes had turned into two deep black holes, staring straight at the hole entrance. There was an indescribable weirdness that made people shudder.

The main reason was that Jiumozhi did not expect that there would be skeletons in the cave, and they were so strange.

Otherwise, with his character and concentration, he would never be frightened to the point of stumbling.

After calming his mind, Jiumozhi walked over to the skeleton.

Who knows how many years this skeleton has been in the cave, and the clothes on its body have long turned to dust.

However, there is a "straight sword" about six inches long next to the skull. Although it is covered with dust, its sharp edge cannot be concealed.

The general Tibetan sword is called "straight", and the official's sword is called "slanted sword".

Jiumozhi picked up the straight knife and gently wiped the dust off the blade.

The blade of the knife was like a pool of autumn water, emitting a cold glow.

Jiumozhi couldn't let go of the straight sword, so he searched carefully and found the scabbard on the right side of the skeleton.

After inserting the straight knife into the scabbard, he began to look at the straight knife carefully.

Both the blade and scabbard are made of Tibetan silver, with engraving and relief techniques.

The relief on the handle is a deer, the handle is made of yak bone, and the relief on the scabbard is a dragon and phoenix playing with a pearl.

This straight knife is definitely the sword of some important person.

Otherwise, the workmanship would not be so fine, especially the blade, which is still extremely sharp after so many years.

Jiumozhi accidentally touched the stone wall and felt that there were words engraved on it, so he quickly tore off the brocade on the stone wall.

I wonder what ground ivy is?

Commonly known as ivy.

After some trouble, we finally cleaned up all the carpets in the cave.

The stone wall is covered with words, luckily they are in Sanskrit.

If it were Persian, Jiumozhi would also be at a loss.

I guess he would feel that learning a foreign language well is so important!

After reading the words on the stone wall, Jiumozhi finally knew the true identity of the skeleton.

It turns out that the skeleton is that of Master Gongbu from Dalun Temple.

At that time, the Black Cult coveted the Flame Blade of the Dalun Temple, and under the leadership of the former head cult leader Tsering Lazong, they raided the Dalun Temple.

The Dalun Temple was caught off guard, and Master Gongbu, who was in charge of the Flame Sword, was captured by the Black Sect and brought back to the Black Sect headquarters.

Fortunately, Master Gongbu destroyed the secret book of the Flame Sword before being caught.

After he was brought back to the Black Sect headquarters, he endured all kinds of temptations and tortures, and finally seized the opportunity, snatched Tsering Lazong's sword, and jumped off the cliff.

As luck would have it, he landed on an ancient pine tree and saved his life.

Master Gongbu was tortured to exhaustion. Although he managed to escape and saved his life, he was exhausted and dying.

So he used the stolen dagger to carve the whole story on the stone wall.

At the same time, the secret manual of the flame knife was also engraved on the stone wall, leaving it for the right person.

Jiumozhi is also a man of extraordinary talent and physique. Although he does not have Wei Wu's photographic memory, his memory is also very good.

He only read the secret manual of the Flame Blade twice and memorized it all without missing a word.

After obtaining the flaming sword, Jiumozhi's confidence increased greatly. He felt that he was blessed by heaven and actually climbed down from the thousand-foot cliff with his bare hands.

Therefore, before Jiumozhi was awarded the title of Mahalakshatra, he first won the honorary title of "the first person in free rock climbing" in the world of martial arts.

Speaking of rock climbing, the master of fate in Ozaki's eight challenges is Sun Tzu in front of Jiumozhi climbing down a thousand-foot cliff with his bare hands.

Of course, the two cannot be compared. One is the world of martial arts, and the other is the world of the end of martial arts.

After Jiumozhi returned to the Dalun Temple, he practiced the Flame Sword diligently.

Three months later, he mastered the flaming sword and led the monks of Dalun Temple to launch a surprise attack on the Black Sect headquarters.

The young Jiumozhi understood this principle, and it is no wonder that he became good friends with Murong Bo.

Although there is an element of mutual benefit between the two, there is really no affection between them.

It is the plastic friendship of later generations. The boat of friendship will capsize easily when encountering conflicts of interest.

After capturing the Black Sect's headquarters, Jiumozhi was even more ruthless and killed Ningma Lamu with his own hands.

It's a bit unkind of him to do this.

At the very least, Ningma Lhamo should be given a chance to choose.

Or surrender?

Or death?

If it were Wei Wu, he would definitely not be so ruthless.

He would kidnap Ningma Lhamo and then study the method of dual cultivation together.

Beauty is meant to be loved, how can you be so rough with it?

If the two could meet, it would be like Pan Jinlian meeting Ximen Qing, Yan Poxi meeting Zhang Wenyuan...

Although these four are not good people, this metaphor is more vivid and profound.

After all, it was a conflagration that couldn't be stopped!

If Jiumozhi had not set foot in Dali, he could have been the protagonist for his entire life.

Unfortunately, that's fate. No one will always be successful.

In the original novel, Jiumozhi left Tubo and came to Dali, where he met Duan Yu, a man whose halo as the protagonist was so dazzling that it could blind people.

In this martial arts world, he met the cheating Wei Wu again.

All I can say is, his good days are over!

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Chapter 137 Wei Wu: You are the one who is fast! Your whole family is fast!

Wei Wu stood up, took a step forward, and said in a loud voice: "Tianlong Temple uses the Six Meridians Divine Sword as the prize, and Dalun Temple uses the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra and the Flame Blade as the prize.

I would like to ask the King of Ming for some advice. If my skills are not as good as yours, the Six Meridians Divine Sword will belong to you.

If I am lucky enough and win, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Paramita and the Flame Sword will belong to Tianlong Temple.

Does the Ming King have any objection? "

Jiumozhi's eyes flashed with excitement, and he nodded and said, "I have no objection, I will follow Master Huanxi's words."

Wei Wu made a gesture of invitation and said in a gentle voice, "Please, King Ming."

Jiumozhi stood up, put his hands together and said, "Master Huanxi, please."

Seeing that the two were about to fight, the people from the Tianlong Temple and a dozen of Jiumozhi's followers quickly retreated to the edge of the Prajna platform.

After all, both of them are peerless masters, so it is better to stay away from them. Otherwise, if you are accidentally injured, you can only blame yourself for your bad luck.

Duan Zhengming, in particular, looked very serious as he protected Duan Yu closely behind him.

Others were injured by mistake, but for Duan Yu, it became an accidental killing.

Master Ku Rong said calmly: "Let Yu'er stand behind me. No matter how fierce the battle is later, I guarantee that Yu'er will not lose a single hair."

The tone was light and indifferent, but it revealed unparalleled confidence and arrogance.

Duan Zhengming was overjoyed and clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you, Elder."

Duan Yu followed suit, clasped his hands together, and said respectfully, "Thank you, Elder."

Except for Duan Yu, everyone in Tianlong Temple sat cross-legged on the cushions.

If it is in front of a group of people, with a small table and some tea, dried fruits and snacks on it, it will be a group of onlookers.

There was no tea, dried fruits or snacks, but a handful of melon seeds was enough to make me immersed in the play.

Jiumozhi found that his followers had retreated to the edge of the Prajna platform, but no one helped him to take the cushion over, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

When they fight later, there will definitely be a lot of sword energy. If the cushion is broken, he will have no choice but to stand.

It doesn’t matter if he is standing, the key is that everyone in Tianlong Temple is sitting.

He is standing while others are sitting. Doesn't that make him seem inferior?

Jiumozhi looked back. Fortunately, his followers had followed him for a long time and knew what he was thinking. They quickly ran over and took the cushion away.

After everything was ready, Jiumozhi showed a gentle and kind smile and looked at Wei Wu with deep eyes full of compassion.

It gives people a feeling of pity for the people of this world, as they have so many worries.

If there was a raging fire burning behind him, the feeling would be even better.

The Great Wheel King of the Ming Cult!

I don’t know whether Jiumozhi and the Ming Cult have any connection?

Does this count as an infringement of the Ming Cult’s image rights?

Don’t worry about the details, the majestic and arrogant Great Wheel King is back!

Wei Wu was never inferior to others in his life. How could he lose to others in terms of momentum, especially in showing off?

He was seen with his hands behind his back, a carefree smile on his face, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, like a banished immortal overlooking all living beings.

Although the two did not fight each other, they had already competed in momentum.

Wei Wu is indeed a genius. Jiumozhi, who has been nurturing and accumulating powerful energy for decades, is only able to match Wei Wu's strength, and there is even a tendency for him to be defeated.

Everyone at the Prajna Platform didn't dare to breathe, and stared at the two people intently, afraid of missing any details.

As for Duan Yu, it was useless for him to watch because Wei Wu and Jiumozhi's speed was simply beyond his ability to catch up.