Chapter 58

When Zhang Lie heard Murong Bo bite out the words "Qiankun Great Shift", a monstrous wave had already stirred up in his heart.

In this way, the Dou Zhuan Star Shift is a matter created by Murong Dragon City, and there is a lot of moisture in this matter!

Seeing that Zhang Lie didn't speak, Murong Bo opened his mouth and said, "Are you a Persian Manichaean? ”

Zhang Lie still didn't speak, just looked at Murong Bo coldly, if you talk about the level of martial arts, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo are in the middle of the best, no one is up or down. If he made a move now, Murong Bo would definitely be dead or alive, but there were some things that he was still very interested in.

"Since you know Manichaeism, it seems that the Murong family's Dou Zhuan Xing Yi came from Persia, and it was not created by your ancestor Murong Longcheng?" Zhang Lie said lightly, his eyes were not light, and he glanced at Murong Bo.

"But that's right, Manichaeism is bent on rebellion, your Murong family has a dream of recovering the country, and when the two conspirators meet together, they really hit it off, and the wolf bèi is a traitor!"

"You, you"

Murong Bo was already speechless in shock, and the fierceness in his eyes flashed for a moment. The biggest secret of his Murong family is exposed, if it is spread, although the Song Court is degenerate internally, he will still put a lot of effort into suppressing the rebellion internally, and it will be even more difficult for his Murong family to succeed.

Zhang Lie naturally noticed Murong Bo's situation, shook his head slightly, and shot out with a sword qi in his hand, which was the Shaoshang Sword in the Six Veins Divine Sword.

Murong Bo didn't expect Zhang Lie to sneak attack, in fact, he was ready to strike first. But unexpectedly, this one in front of him was more ruthless than him, and it was such a powerful move.

There was no hurry to dodge, a blood hole suddenly appeared in Murong Bo's thigh, and at this moment, he knew that if he didn't run for his life, life and death would be unpredictable.

Turning his head and preparing to run away, the six-vein divine sword, he had already recognized the move used by the person in front of him as the six-vein divine sword. It's just that the six-vein divine sword is a unique study of the Duan family, and since Duan Siping, the founding emperor of Dali, no one has practiced it in later generations. He also knew through the Murong family classics that the Duan family had such a unique science, and the ancestors of the Murong family's Dragon City were very afraid of the six-vein divine sword during his lifetime.

"Run, run?"

Zhang Lie shook his head, Ling Bo stepped out slightly, and instantly stopped in front of Murong Bo, looking at him playfully like a cat playing with a mouse.

"You, who the hell are you?" Murong Bo was a peerless master of the famous rivers and lakes twenty years ago. Twenty years later, he practiced martial arts diligently, and even hid in the Shaolin Zangjing Pavilion to practice martial arts, which can be said to be day and night. I thought that except for Xiao Yuanshan, who was killed by Zhang Lie before, it would be difficult to meet opponents in the rivers and lakes. Unexpectedly, at the foot of this Shaolin Mountain, his life was not guaranteed.

"Who do you say I am!" The ethereal and handsome Ling Bo unleashed his steps slightly, and at the same time, a palm in his hand was punched, and the dragon roar that soared into the sky sounded. Murong Bo was even more like a ghost, and he couldn't hide if he wanted to.

"The beggars have descended the dragon with eighteen palms!"

A palm struck Murong Bo firmly, but Zhang Lie deliberately left one hand and killed him without a single blow.

didn't care that Murong Bo's heart was like ashes, Zhang Lie instantly used the Northern Spiritual Skill, and continuously inhaled Murong Bo's strength into his body.

"Northern Spiritual Skill!" Murong Bo was already desperate, but he just hoped that this person would not hurt his Fu'er, and the great cause of his Murong family would be passed on by Fu'er.

After absorbing more than half of his strength, Murong Bo, who had been seriously injured and died, was already completely dead.

found a natural pit nearby and threw the bodies of the old couple into the pit. At the same time, with the power of his palm, a small mound of earth near him collapsed, and the mound of earth was covered and crushed in the big pit, and the two of them completely disappeared from this world.

flipped through the two cheats in his hand, "Mighty King Kong Palm" and "Shaoyang Divine Skill", Zhang Lie shook his head, although it is the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, but for the current Zhang Lie, it is like chicken ribs. However, he didn't throw it away, and put it directly in the moonlight brocade box.

Half a month later, after digesting Murong Bo's skills, Zhang Lie already felt that it would be difficult for his kung fu to improve in a short period of time. Even if you absorb more internal force, it will be difficult to exert it. Only by constantly polishing the true qi of the Northern Darkness in the body, completely opening up the second vein of Ren and Du, and communicating the bridge between heaven and earth, can we make progress.

It's just that this step is very difficult, and the next volume of the Northern Spiritual Skill taught by Wu Yazi is the step that focuses on it. It's just that Zhang Lie is very skeptical that the next volume of this Northern Shengong is correct, otherwise Wuyazi would have been cured a long time ago. Xiaoyaozi may be able to practice, but who knows, even Wuyazi doesn't know whether his master is dead or alive, maybe he will go crazy and die when he breaks through.

With a sigh, he returned to Qiao Sanhuai's small courtyard, thinking that it was time to leave. Keeping Qiao Sanhuai by himself, presumably Qiao Feng should appreciate it in his heart. As for Xiao Yuanshan's death, who knows? Is there such a person in this world?

A hundred taels of silver were placed on Qiao Sanhuai's kang, and Zhang Lie disappeared into the night.

As for whether Shaolin's mentor Xuan Ku is alive or dead, Zhang Lie doesn't care.

Back at Drum Mountain, Zhang Lie directly summoned Su Xinghe, along with several of Su Xinghe's disciples.

Zhang Lie looked at the people of the Loose Sect and thought about his great cause. The practice in Datang made him understand that if he wants to make a lot of money and earn more magata, he can only do big things. Moreover, it also involves a question of turning positive, so he has to work hard.

"Senior Brother Xinghe, I want to revive the Loose Sect, and there is a very important matter for you to complete right now!" Zhang Lie looked at Su Xinghe solemnly, now that he has achieved great martial arts, in the world, in addition to the Shaolin sweeping monks, Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui Zhang Lie are not stunned.

"Please command, junior brother!" Although Su Xinghe is old, he is still very polite and respectful in the face of this head who can almost be his grandson. His attitude also affected Hachitomo Hanya. Of course, Zhang Lie's martial arts are unfathomable, which is also an important reason for their respect.

"In my free faction, Master Wuyazi has already gone first, but Uncle Wu Xingyun and Uncle Li Qiushui are incompatible, and I have a big plan in my heart, and I must rely on the two elders. Therefore, I need Senior Brother Xinghe to deliver a letter for Senior Brother. During the Double Ninth Festival, the head of the family waited for the two elders in Drum Mountain. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Lie handed over the two letters he had written early in the morning to Su Xinghe.

Su Xinghe was shocked, he didn't expect Zhang Lie to do this. When the master was there, there was no way to restrain the two elders. Now that the master goes first, as juniors, they are likely not to give face.

"Go with the master's order!"

After the order to go down, Zhang Lie disappeared into the Drum Mountain.

"Quan Guanqing?"

In a small town not far from Drum Mountain, a ghostly beggar looked into the distance from time to time, obviously he had been waiting for a long time.

"You, you're finally here!" Quan Guanqing heard this like a devilish voice for him, and his whole body shook, and he felt that his teeth were a little cold.

Zhang Lie's figure appeared in front of Quan Guanqing, looking at the beggar gang in front of him who was famous for his speculation. If he hadn't been able to drill the camp and know how to take advantage of the opportunity, otherwise he would have served as a high-level member in the beggar gang at a young age and mediocre in martial arts.

"You're smart, I need a smart guy to do things for me right now, I wonder if you're up to it?" Zhang Lie wants to control the beggar gang, and it is obvious that Quan Guanqing is the most suitable person.

"Yes, yes!!" How dare Quan Guanqing say that he is unwilling, thinking about the feeling that life is worse than death, he swears that he will never experience it again in this life.

"Good, good! Do things for me, and I will naturally not treat you badly. With that, Zhang Lie threw the "Shaoyang Gong" he found from Murong Bo to him.

Quan Guanqing is like a treasure with a secret book, the name of Shaoyang Gong, he has already heard of it, this is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, and it is the first Shaolin Dharma Academy to practice. I don't want to be forced to take refuge with the mysterious person in front of me today, so I can get such a profound kung fu.

"You study this skill now, and I will help you practice it while you have time now!" Zhang Lie has considered that he must do his best to improve Quan Guanqing's strength, and of course he has some other plans.

Quan Guanqing heard the words and was overjoyed. Immediately begin to study the Shaoyang Sutra, and at the same time begin to guide the true qi to wander according to the Shaoyang Sutra.

Whenever it is time for an obstacle, there is always a powerful force to help him break through the barrier. In just half a night, the Shaolin monks needed to practice the Shaoyang Sutra for decades, and with the help of Zhang Lie, Quan Guanqing had already practiced.

Martial arts people naturally know that the foundation of kung fu practiced in this way is unstable, and it will be difficult to make progress in the future. But Quan Guanqing didn't care at all, he already liked to speculate, such a quick and shortcut to obtain profound skills, even if it is difficult to make progress in the future, it will be said later.

Quan Guanqing felt the majestic internal force in his body, which he had never felt. Thinking of the biggest reason for this, Quan Guanqing immediately knelt down in front of Zhang Lie, kowtowed respectfully, and said: "Quan Guanqing thanks the master for the grace of recreation, in the future, the master will be sent, and Guanqing will not hesitate to go to the soup and fire!" ”

He was sincere, and he didn't care at all about the life and death talisman in his body. As long as he does a good job for his master, he believes that he will not treat himself badly.

"Very good, I'll give you a task now!"

"Within half a month, I want you to sit in the position of the leader of the beggar gang, if this little thing can't be done, you don't have to save zài." After speaking, Zhang Lie disappeared in front of Quan Guanqing's eyes.