Chapter Twenty-Eight: Kumachi
Syllable!
A board slapped on the table, Ling Moxie shook the folding fan in his hand, shook his head and said: "At that critical moment, Xiao Yan fused two different fires to create a unique technique called Buddha Fury Fire Lotus, predicted the future, and listened to the next decomposition."
"Ah, what are you doing, I just stopped when I heard the interesting place." The diners in the audience shouted dissatisfiedly.
Some time ago, Ling Moxie passed by an inn and found that there was a storyteller who talked about books, and Ling Moxie also found a tavern to be a lobbyist and make some money to fill his stomach first.
As for what book to say, of course, it is the Dou Breaking Sky where I am located.
Ling Moxie ignored the shouts of these diners in the audience, flicked the dust that did not exist on the long shirt, and walked off the stage.
"Mr. Ling is really talented, these days, the business of our tavern is much better than before, to be honest, don't talk about these guest officers, even I can't wait for Mr. to keep talking, this is really itchy." The shopkeeper of the tavern was smiling all over his face.
This fight through the sky again and again, naturally listen to those addicted people refuse to be absent, these days the tavern business can be called hot, and even many people who have no place to sit crowd in the corner and door of the tavern, just to listen to books.
"The shopkeeper is polite, I'm just taking money to do things." Ling Moxie smiled and walked towards the backyard of the tavern.
Ling Moxie's job is very simple, he will say a little bit every day, and then the rest of the time will contact the Northern Spiritual Skill and Ling Bo Weibu.
On this day, the tavern was still hot, although there was still a cup of tea before Ling Moxie started speaking, but the tavern was already overcrowded, scrambling for seats, just waiting for Ling Moxie to come out.
On the street, a group of two people walked by, one of them, wearing a monk's robe, about forty or fifty years old, with a solemn appearance, looking like a monk, and the other was a young man of about twenty, dressed as a scholar, looking very thin.
"Great monk, there is a tavern in front of you, there are a lot of people, you want to pressure me to go to Mr. Murong's grave, you should let me eat enough and go on the road, right?" The young son-in-law is controlled by others, and this person is Duan Yu.
"Okay, this seat is based on Duan Gongzi" The identity of the monk is naturally needless to say, it is the Tubo national teacher Gu Mozhi, although his purpose is only for the six-vein divine sword, but in the end he is still a monk who cultivates Buddhism, and he is still very good at talking.
"A few, the little monk has just arrived, and he only asks for two bowls of somen noodles, and asks a few people to sit down." Squeezed into the tavern with Duan Yu and came to the table of several martial arts people, although Gu Mozhi said modestly, he put his hand on the table and pressed it slightly, leaving a palm print of about half an inch.
Seeing this palm print, I also knew that I had met a master, and a few martial arts people at the table naturally gave up their seats more obediently.
The two sat down, and Duan Yu looked at the unprecedentedly full tavern, but he was very curious: "I have walked through so many taverns, and I have never seen anyone have such a good business." ”
"Indeed, I'm curious too." Gu Mozhi, looking at the appearance of the tavern even surrounded by water, was also surprised and curious in his heart, looking at the appearance of these people, they were all looking forward to it, and it didn't seem like they were coming for dinner.
"Come on, come on, Ling Gongzi is here......", soon, the people in the restaurant were excited.
Gu Mozhi and Duan Yu followed the prestige, and saw a young man in a white Confucian shirt, holding a fan in one hand and a teapot in the other, pacing out.
"Brother Ling?" , Looking at the young man who came out, Duan Yu was slightly startled.
"Oh? Does Duan Gongzi know Gongzi on stage? Hatomachi's eyes flashed slightly.
"There was a one-sided relationship", and he also knew that Dongfang Yu would not be Gu Mozhi's opponent, so Duan Yu didn't want to pull him into the water.
Sitting on the stage, Ling Moxie looked around, and naturally saw Duan Yu and Gu Mozhi, his eyes paused slightly, and he immediately moved away, cleared his throat, and continued to talk about the story of breaking through the sky, starting from the beginning of recovering the Pure Lotus Demon Fire.
"It is said that the Pure Lotus Demon Fire is extremely powerful, and even the seven Dou Saint powerhouses can't beat him............ at this time."
If you know what will happen in the future, please listen to the next breakdown.
What's the matter, it's over again? Well, every day these diners feel like it's not the right time to stop.
"Ling Gongzi, can you come and talk about it?" Ling Moxie stood up, but Gu Mozhi suddenly opened his mouth to invite.
"Okay." Ling Moxie was neither humble nor arrogant, and as soon as he turned his feet, he came to the table and sat down, and the shopkeeper came over to add a pair of chopsticks.
"Brother Duan, don't say a few days, I didn't expect to become a prisoner today, haha." After sitting down, Ling Moxie raised his wine glass and smiled at Duan Yu.
"Brother Ling, don't be sarcastic about me." Duan Yu looked embarrassed and a little embarrassed.
"Come, I'll give King Ming a cup." Ling Moxie raised his wine glass, but he first saluted Gu Mozhi.
Gu Mozhi didn't say anything about the monks' ability to drink, but looked at Dongfang Yu with interest and said, "I don't know why Ling Gongzi respects me?" ”
"I respect you, but I admire you as a person, if you want to say that in the entire martial arts, there are not many people I admire, and King Ming can be counted as one." Ling Moxie drank it all and spoke.
"Brother Ling, are you wrong, this great monk is going to my great ideal to rob the six-vein divine sword, where is he a good person, do you still admire him?" Ling Moxie's words, Duan Yu couldn't accept it, and said dissatisfiedly.
"Duan Gongzi, this seat has said many times that the six-vein divine sword is only for an appointment with Mr. Murong, and the little monk will definitely not peek at it", Gu Mo Zhibao solemnly clarified.
"I just had a glass of wine, it is the righteousness of King Ming, even if King Ming is really greedy for the six-vein divine sword, but the righteousness of Mr. Murong is still admirable." Dongfang Yu shook his head and smiled.
This is the truth, although Gu Mozhi said that he coveted the six-vein divine sword, but all along, he had defeated Murong Fu many times, and he did not have a killer, it can be seen that he still cared about Murong Bo's care for him back then, not to mention, in the battle of Shaolin Temple, in the face of the three brothers Qiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan, the four masters, Gu Mozhi dared to stand up and fight side by side with Murong Bo for the sake of righteousness, this righteousness is rare in the martial arts.
"Brother Ling, don't be deceived by this monk, what he said is good, but in fact he is just using Mr. Murong as a pretext to deceive me Dali's six-vein divine sword." In Duan Yu's opinion, everything Gu Mozhi did was just for the six-vein divine sword, and naturally he didn't believe that he really had much righteousness towards Murong Bo.
"Duan Gongzi, this seat has been very polite along the way, but don't force me to do it." Gu Mozhi naturally didn't like these words, his face sank, his palm was raised, and a scorching domineering aura emerged, like a flame, which was Gu Mozhi's own stunt flame knife.
"King Ming, I'm angry with you, I tell you that everyone's personality, ideas, and understanding are different, and naturally their understanding of martial arts is also different, in my opinion, everyone on Xia Ke Island, everyone argues for their own understanding, it is completely unnecessary, because what they comprehend is the most suitable for themselves, therefore, although they practice differently, but in the end, everyone's martial arts have made great progress, and it can't be said that Shi Potian's practice must be right, and what others practice must be wrong."
After a pause, Ling Moxie continued: "There are countless kung fu in the world, how can there be any kung fu that is the best in the world?" In my opinion, the best thing for yourself is the best kung fu, Dali Six Veins Divine Sword is indeed strong, but King Ming entered Tianlong Temple and kidnapped Duan Gongzi calmly, why is this? Shaolin is known as the authentic martial arts in the world, and King Ming thinks that he is better than the Shaolin monks? The eighteen palms of the dragon descending martial arts are a must, but before Qiao Feng, can anyone be like this? ”。
"It's... This ...... "Gu Mo Zhi, profound Buddhism, is a martial arts master, and his understanding is naturally self-evident, Ling Moxie's words, such as Daigo empowerment, made Gu Mozhi stunned, his heart was full of weather, as if there were countless thoughts, and he wanted to spit it out as soon as possible, but he choked on his lips, and he didn't know how to talk about it, even Duan Yu felt that he didn't understand it, and he didn't know how to do it.
"What does King Ming think I said? The Six-Vein Divine Sword is known as the world's number one swordsmanship, but you can easily enter and exit, why is this? Because Dali has not yet appeared a genius who is most suitable for the Six-Vein Divine Sword."
As he spoke, Ling Moxie glanced at Duan Yu, and then said: "The Beggars Gang Descending Dragon Eighteen Palms are powerful and powerful in the rivers and lakes, but for so many years, it is not just the Qiao Gang Leader who will do it, why can Qiao Feng make a great reputation?" In my opinion, it is this palm technique that is most suitable for Qiao Feng. ”
Gu Mozhi, mouth slightly open, from ancient times to the present, countless people have snatched their heads for the peerless martial arts cheats, a magic skill is enough to set off a bloody storm, even a master like Gu Mozhi is no exception, Ling Moxie's remarks can be said to have broken Gu Mozhi's long-standing outlook on life and values, but he can't think of words to refute it.
"The Six-Vein Divine Sword, I have also heard of it a little, with supreme power to urge the sword qi, formless and phaseless, extremely powerful, but in the opinion below, the flame knife created by King Ming, with the palm edge to promote the domineering flame sword qi, and the Six Veins Divine Sword is the same, and it does not give in, and it is enough to match the ......battle between Yu and Liang," Ling Moxie said.
These words, like the last straw, seemed to be an explosion of thunder, illuminating the entire spiritual platform of Gu Mozhi, and the flame knife created by himself was not weaker than the six-vein divine sword?
These words made Gu Mozhi suddenly brighten, and there was a feeling that he suddenly looked back, but that person felt that he was in the dim light, he pursued the six-vein divine sword, and spent so much effort, but in the end, it was in vain? His own flame sword is enough to match the six-vein divine sword?
"Hahaha......" was stunned, for a long time, Gu Mozhi suddenly laughed loudly, rolling waves, like a dusk drum and morning bell, laughing and laughing, and tears flowed, is it sad? Is it hi? Is it repentance?
Duan Yu looked at Gu Mozhi blankly, laughing and crying, not understanding why he was so out of shape, in the tavern, many people couldn't stand this noise, and retreated one by one.
After a long time, Gu Mozhi stopped laughing wildly, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and his whole face shone brightly, adding a sense of sacredness.
Put his hands together, bow to Duan Yu, and said: "Duan Gongzi, these days, there are many offenses, and I still hope that Gongzi Haihan, but my covenant with Mr. Murong cannot be invalidated, the little monk is willing to take the flame knife cheats, and change the six-vein divine sword of the son to be cremated in front of Mr. Murong's grave, and the little monk swears to the Bodhisattva, if you take a peek, you will enter the hell of Ah Nose, and you will not be reincarnated forever." ”
"This ......", Duan Yu hesitated for a while, not knowing whether he should agree or not, and he was also amazed in his heart that Ling Moxie looked at people accurately, at this time, even the greed of the Six-Vein Divine Sword was extinguished, and he did not forget the agreement with Mr. Murong, no wonder Ling Moxie would toast him with a glass of wine.
"Congratulations to King Ming for attaining enlightenment." Ling Moxie was amazed in his heart, and opened his mouth to congratulate, he was also a little complacent in his heart, it seems that his ability to fool is really not covered, didn't he see that even a person like Gu Mozhi was also fooled by himself?
"Ding~ Congratulations to the host, help Duan Yu escape in advance to change the huge cause and effect, and reward 7,000 cause and effect points."