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

The finger force shot out by Wei Wu did not go straight to the wall of the wooden house, but instead made a surprise attack and shot towards Master Ku Rong again.

Finger force can also change direction!

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Chapter 121 Wei Wu: If you bully my buddy because he is uneducated, you must slap him in the face!

A hint of surprise flashed across Master Kurong's eyes, but his hands moved without any hesitation. He pointed out with one finger, dispersing the energy.

The next moment, a vague and dreamy voice sounded.

“Heroes emerge from youth!

Donor Wei has profound skills, I admire him!"

Wei Wu bowed to Master Ku Rong's back and said modestly, "Master, you are too kind."

Master Ku Rong did not continue to be polite with Wei Wu, and slowly said: "The second condition is to ask Mr. Wei to help us solve a troublesome matter."

The voice was no longer dreamy and ethereal. It seemed that he knew he could no longer pretend to be a master in front of Wei Wu.

Wei Wu said softly, "What is the trouble? Please tell me clearly, Master."

Master Kurong said calmly: "Benyin took out the letter and handed it to Donor Wei."

"Yes."

Ben Yin responded respectfully, then took out a golden envelope from his arms and handed it to Wei Wu with both hands.

Wei Wu took the new colored envelope with both hands, and felt that it was quite heavy in his hand, and he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.

"Great Wheel King Jiumozhi is indeed a genius at showing off. An envelope is enough to show off his high rank!

If an ordinary family of five receives this letter, they can live comfortably for three to five years without doing anything. "

Looking at the words on the envelope, they were inlaid with platinum, but in Sanskrit.

There was a gleam of light in Wei Wu's eyes, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He instantly understood why Elder Kurong asked Ben Yin to take out the letter instead of asking him to dictate the contents of the letter.

Sanskrit is an extremely niche language. Unless one is a great monk or someone who is obsessed with Buddhist scriptures, few people would dabble in it.

Wei Wu received the letter, but couldn't understand the content, so he naturally asked.

Asking is an admission that one does not know Sanskrit, which makes one appear to have no cultural background.

If force doesn’t work, try literary means!

You want to know the trouble I'm talking about, right?

If you read the letter, it is very clear.

Whoops!

You don't know Sanskrit?

Then ask, otherwise how do you know what the trouble is?

This is a conspiracy!

I'm bullying you because you're uneducated!

No matter how high your martial arts skills are, without culture you are just a crude warrior!

He is not like us who not only know martial arts but are also well-versed in Buddhist scriptures, and always quote from scriptures when speaking, with profound Zen ideas.

When we scold you, you don’t understand and think we are praising you!

Wei Wu cursed in his heart: "Old bald donkey!

You have a very good plan, but I know what the letter contains even without asking you for help! "

Although he did not know Sanskrit, he had read the original work.

It is clearly written in the original book that the words “Presented to the Abbot of Chongsheng Temple” are written on the envelope.

Tianlong Temple is the folk name, Chongsheng Temple is the official name.

Wei Wu's eyes swept over the platinum Sanskrit words on the envelope one by one, and then he pulled out an extremely thin piece of gold paper from the golden envelope.

The Sanskrit on the gold paper is also inlaid with platinum. The inlay is extremely delicate. It cannot be said to be exquisite, but it is also extremely skillful.

An envelope and a piece of letter paper all reveal the high level of the sender.

"It's a pity that I don't know Sanskrit, otherwise I would read it out loud and give that old bald ass a slap in the face!"

Perhaps sensing Wei Wu's strong dissatisfaction, the system sounded a sweet electronic synthesized female voice.

"Ding!"

"Select the function to start."

"Choice 1: Slap someone in the face, read the letter aloud, and be rewarded with a language gift pack."

"Language and Writing Gift Pack: It allows the host to master all the written languages ​​in the world, listening, speaking, reading and writing, just like eating and drinking, without any effort."

"Choice 2: Be open to all possibilities, don't bother with Elder Ku Rong, and reward him with Shocking Waves Palm."

"The Shocking Wave Palm is a fierce and domineering external palm technique with extraordinary power, only slightly inferior to the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

The deeper your skills, the greater the power!

There are three styles in total, namely, overwhelming, calm, and raging waves. "

Wei Wu was overjoyed and said, "Do I even need to choose?

Not to mention the Shocking Waves Palm, even the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, buddy, choose one!

"Old bald donkey, just stick your face out, or I'll beat you into a pig's head!"

Suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, Wei Wu said to himself: "Choose one."

"Congratulations to the host for choosing one, and you will be rewarded with a language gift package."

The next moment, a huge amount of information as vast as the galaxy appeared in Wei Wu's mind.

This was just a small scene for Wei Wu.

In the blink of an eye, he absorbed all the information and turned it into his own memory.

After integrating the memories, Wei Wu looked at the Sanskrit on the gold paper and it was exactly the same as looking at Chinese characters.

The pronunciation and meaning do not require any reaction, you will understand it instantly.

A sneer flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the gold paper and read aloud in a crisp voice.

" ( ＞ ＜ ) / (-?_-?;) (-?o-?) ^(00)^ (*^〔^*) ( T___T )......"

We don't know how to pronounce Sanskrit, so let's just make do with it.

When everyone in the wooden house heard Wei Wu speaking standard Sanskrit, they were all extremely surprised.

Even Master Kurong, who was as strong as a statue, couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Although the content of the letter is in Sanskrit, it is also in classical Chinese format, which is difficult to understand. To put it simply, it is something like this.

“Back then, I became good friends with Murong Bo from Gusu, and we talked about martial arts in the world.

Murong Bo said that the Six Meridians Divine Sword of Chongsheng Temple was the best in the world, but it was a pity that he had never seen it with his own eyes.

Recently I learned that Murong Bo passed away. I felt very sad and wanted to do something for Murong Bo, so I wanted to borrow the secret book of Six Meridians Divine Sword from you.

Don't worry, I will never peek.

After I get the secret book of Six Meridians Divine Sword, I will burn it in front of Murong Bo's tomb and fulfill his wish.

It will be here in the next two days, so be prepared.

Don't worry, I won't take it for nothing. I will exchange it with you for something else.

I am Jiumozhi, the monk from the Dalun Temple in the Great Snow Mountain. I put my hands together and kowtow to you a hundred times.

Boom boom boom…”

When sending a letter, the envelope and writing paper are made of gold. The things that Jiumozhi used to exchange for the Six Meridians Divine Sword secret book must be of good quality.

After reading the letter, Wei Wu put the gold paper back into the envelope and handed it back to Ben Yin with both hands.

Ben Yin took it with both hands and put it back in his arms.

Wei Wu looked at Master Kurong's back and said with a smile, "Master Kurong wants me to deal with the Great Wheel King Jiumozhi on behalf of your temple?"

"Exactly."

Master Kurong said calmly: "If Donor Wei learns our temple's unique Six Meridians Divine Sword and Kurong Zen, he will have an indissoluble bond with our temple. This is the cause.

Responding to Mahavairocana on behalf of this temple is the result.

Every cause has its effect, and every effect has its cause.”

"You want me to be your thug, and you have all these tricks up your sleeve!"

Wei Wu's eyes flashed with contempt, and he chuckled and said, "Master, what you said is very true, but I am not from your temple. If I represent your temple, I am afraid Jiumozhi will not agree."

"It doesn't matter."

Master Ku Rong said shrewdly, "Donor Wei can just join Tianlong Temple."

Wei Wu quickly said, "Master, I have several wives and I will never become a monk!"

Master Kurong added a hint of teasing in his voice, and said softly: "Don't panic, Mr. Wei, I want you to join Tianlong Temple, not to become a monk, but to become a lay disciple of my Tianlong Temple.

I wonder if Donor Wei is willing?"

When Wei Wu heard this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he stared at Master Ku Rong's back with admiration.

"If you can't beat me, just pull me in!

This old bald donkey is so fucking calculating!

If an old man refuses to die, he is a thief!

It seems that we can’t call him the old bald donkey, we should call him the old bald thief!”

If Wei Wu refused, the other party would definitely not hand over the Six Meridians Divine Sword and the Withered and Flourishing Zen Technique.

In order to achieve the goal, you have to compromise!

Wei Wu chuckled and said, “Master, I am willing to become a lay disciple of Tianlong Temple.

I wonder which master accepted me as his disciple?"

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Chapter 122 Wei Wu: Brother, you are really good at judging people!

Hearing that Wei Wu was willing to become a lay disciple of Tianlong Temple, Benyin, Benguan, Benxiang, and Bencan's eyes flashed with deep desire.

They are just monks with advanced levels of practice, not yet Buddhas who have attained the state of emptiness of the four elements, and their greed, anger, and ignorance are still there.

If I could have a disciple as talented as Wei Wu, I would probably wake up laughing in my dreams.

However, with Master Ku Rong around, they didn't dare to act rashly.

Master Kurong said slowly: "Donor Wei is extremely talented and gifted. No one in Tianlong Temple is qualified to accept you as a disciple."

When Wei Wu heard the first half of the sentence, his eyes were full of pride, but when he heard the second half, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"You old bald thief, are you kidding me?

They asked me to join Tianlong Temple, but then they said no one was qualified to accept me as a disciple!

What do you mean?

If you don't explain clearly, I won't talk to you nicely and will just rob you!

You rotten fish and shrimps, there is absolutely no way to stop you!"

Master Kurong continued, "The only one who is qualified to accept you as his disciple is my deceased master.

Now, I will accept a disciple on behalf of the master!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the wooden house became completely silent, and you could hear a pin drop.