Gu Mozhi thought to himself that at this time, the world was divided into five countries, and these people were dressed strangely, and I don't know which country they were? Could it be that he had been in retreat for a few years, and the customs and costumes of other countries had changed so much?

"This is Minister Zhang Hefeng of the 'First Gap' Forward Command of our country. The young man next to him had a serious expression, an expression that you didn't recognize, but he didn't have beads, and introduced.

"Xiao Li, you told him this, and he didn't understand?" Zhang Hefeng was very satisfied with Xiao Li's performance, but pretended to blame.

"I just can't tolerate other people's doubts about you, minister!" Xiao Li looked loyal.

The two sang and harmonized, which confused Gu Mozhi.

Hua Guo? Gu Mozhi didn't pay attention to these two people anymore, what kind of country is this, I haven't heard of it, most of them are just some remote and small country.

At this time, Zen Master Kurong suddenly said: "What King Ming said just now, the six-vein divine sword of our temple has a false name. It's better for us to use the six-vein divine sword to learn the king's tricks. If the king wins, this sword scripture can be taken away. ”

Ku Rong knew in his heart that this Gu Mo Zhi martial arts is strong, and he is the person who does not stop until he reaches his goal, it is better to compete with him, if he loses, he will have nothing to say, if he and others lose, he will directly burn the sword scripture.

I and others have each practiced all the way, and when it comes to it, it will be a complete sword scripture.

Bang, suddenly the window on the right side of the "Muni Hall" was opened, and a figure turned in through the window.

Before everyone could react, they saw that the man knelt straight in front of Zen Master Kurong, kowtowed and said, "Uncle, I finally see you!"

The man looked up, and everyone gasped when they saw his appearance.

This person's face was completely ruined, and his face was full of scars, especially the hideous scar on his throat, which was particularly terrifying!

At this time, Zen Master Kurong was facing the wall with his back to everyone, and he couldn't see his terrifying appearance, so he asked uncertainly, "Who are you?"

"I'm Yanqing!"

"Prince Yanqing?" Ku Rong was suddenly startled, his tone was full of disbelief, but he never turned his head to look at him!

"Uncle, I didn't see my uncle when my nephew was in trouble, don't you even want to see your nephew's face today?" Although Duan Yanqing couldn't speak, he said it in that ventriloquist voice, but it was even more sad.

On the side, the abbot of Tianlong Temple explained: "Master Kurong has sat in dry meditation and has not seen anyone for many years!"

"Haha. That paragraph Yanqing suddenly laughed wildly, but the laughter was full of pain, and said, "Back then, my father was killed by traitors, and I was also besieged and killed by enemies, seriously injured, disfigured, and my legs were cut off. ”

"I struggled all the way to the outside of Tianlong Temple, and the only hope was to ask my uncle, Master Kurong, to administer justice to me. I didn't know that I supported the ground with my elbows, and climbed all the way to the outside of this Tianlong Temple, and the monks in this temple saw that I was a beggar with a filthy and foul smell called flowers, and only said that my uncle went to retreat in bitter meditation, and even if he went out, he would never see a character like me. ”

This sentence of Yanqing's words is sincere, although he can't make any sad expression on his face due to muscle injury, but it makes people feel the despair of a person whose country is ruined and his family is desperate, and his only hope is also shattered in front of him.

Ku Rong was silent for a while before beckoning, "Come here, let me see you." ”

Duan Yanqing took a step forward, and the Kurong Zen Master reached out and grabbed his wrist, and the internal force turned around in his body, and only after a while did he say: "Sure enough, it is my Duan family's bloodline, and your 'One Yang Finger' internal strength alone in the past few decades can't be faked." ”

"Child, you have suffered, from now on you can practice in this Tianlong Temple, and you can be regarded as going home!" Zen Master Kurong sighed.

"Thank you, uncle!" Duan Yanqing kowtowed again, and actually recognized it, without even saying a superfluous word.

Zen Master Kurong was stunned for a moment, he always felt that there was something shortcoming, could it be that he had miscalculated just now? Secretly wondered if he had worked hard for many years, didn't he come back to himself to help him reset? Or did he have another picture?

"Haha, congratulations, congratulations. Gu Mozhi didn't care what Ku Rong thought, seeing that this "recognition meeting" was finally finished, he couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Congratulations to Zen Master Ku Rong for finding his nephew who has been separated for many years, but I wonder if the contest that Zen Master Fang Cai said can start?"

"What kind of contest" Yanqing interjected at this time.

I saw someone answering, and I was talking to myself. Gu Mozhi hurriedly and patiently explained: "The little monk was willing to exchange three Shaolin stunts for your Duan's 'Six Veins Divine Sword' Sword Sutra, but Zen Master Kurong was not very willing. Just before you came, the Zen master proposed that you would like to come to the ...... in the form of a competition."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Duan Yanqing.

He turned his head to look at Zen Master Kurong and asked curiously, "Uncle, when I was young, I heard my father say that my Duan clan ancestor had a martial art of 'Six Veins Divine Sword', which was infinitely powerful. I always thought that this 'Six-Vein Divine Sword' was just a legend, but I didn't expect it to really have this divine skill?"

Na Kurong replied: "The 'Six-Vein Divine Sword Sutra' is the supreme martial arts of the Dali Duan clan, and it has always been in the Tianlong Temple, and the children of the lay family are not allowed to learn it, and it is normal that your father has not seen it." ”

Duan Yanqing suddenly realized, and whispered: "Then I don't know if my uncle can show me the Sword Sutra, my 'One Yang Finger' finger has not improved in the slightest for many years, I don't know if I can touch the class after reading this Sword Sutra." ”

Ku Rong thought about it slightly, he didn't know what his nephew was trying to do, he just thought that he had been suffering from the world, and this was the first time he begged himself, if not, what would he be like after being his own uncle for a hundred years to see that brother under Jiuquan. Besides, he was by his side at this time, even if he wanted to snatch the Sword Sutra, he would never be able to escape, and this Sword Sutra himself had the intention of burning, so it would not be a violation of the ancestral teachings for him to learn by himself.

At that moment, Ku Rong asked Duan Yanqing to come to his side, handed six pieces of cloth to Duan Yanqing, and wrote on it: Self-study and self-contemplation, do not violate the ancestral teachings.

Duan Yanqing took a step forward, took it, opened the atlas sideways, secretly reached into his pocket with his right hand, took out a boxy box from inside, and quickly blocked it with the atlas.

"I'll go, hand ......"

Xiao Li, who was sitting on the left, happened to witness this scene, and he couldn't control his emotions for a while, and screamed.

Zhang Hefeng, who was beside him, hurriedly glared at him and stopped him from finishing his words.

Everyone present is a person with profound internal skills, and although Xiao Li didn't finish speaking, he also attracted everyone's attention.

Seeing that everyone's attention was focused on a few of them, Zhang Hefeng sighed in his heart, this Xiao Li still participated in the working hours for too short, the city government was not enough, and the emotional control was not strict.

Zhang Hefeng said with a look of hatred that could not be made of steel: "Xiao Li, why are you always frizzy, what are you doing in front of many elders?

Xiao Li reacted immediately, realizing that he was almost involved in unnecessary trouble, and hurriedly made an excuse: "I mean, this futon is not used to sitting cross-legged, and my hands and feet are a little numb, I will go and ask someone to send some sofas from my country to try for you." ”

"Oh, what's that sofa?" asked one of the monks.

"That sofa is similar to ......," Xiao Li was trying to explain to the monk.

"That's enough!" Haruma suddenly exclaimed, he had been patient from the beginning to the present, just to maintain his appearance as a virtuous monk.

But I don't know what the situation is today, every time he is about to say something, he is interrupted, and the topic is running farther and farther, and if they continue to talk, he will almost forget what he is doing today!

"I don't know how long you want to delay this competition?" Gu Mozhi asked sharply, his eyes looked at Zhang Hefeng and a few people, he felt that these people were deliberately sabotage, and he couldn't help but shout angrily, "If anyone dares to say that inconsequential thing again, don't blame the little monk for being polite!"

"Your Excellency?" Zhang Hefeng's eyes were sharp, and he frowned and looked angrily.

Today, on behalf of China, they discuss cooperation with the top leadership of Dali, and want to use Dali as a springboard to take root in this world. While it is possible to conquer this world by military force alone, it is not the best way to do so in terms of long-term interests.

Originally, after a morning of negotiations, the basic framework had been finalized, but at this time, the national teacher of the Tubo State came to Tianlong Temple. Zhang Hefeng's original intention was to take this opportunity to establish diplomatic relations with the Tubo State, but who knew that this Gu Mozhi went to Tianlong Temple to get the secret book of the gods of others.

Now Zhang Hefeng does not only represent him personally, if he is instigated by that Gu Mozhi, then the plan previously finalized with Dali is estimated to become empty talk.

Seeing that these people dared to question themselves after warning themselves. Gu Mozhi shouted: "If you don't listen to me, I'll give you a lesson first." ”

After speaking, his left palm stood up, and a strong wind rushed straight towards Zhang Hefeng's door.

"Minister, be careful!"

Zhang Hefeng didn't know that this evil monk was about to kill if he didn't agree with him, and before he could react, he only felt that someone on the right side pushed him, so that he could dodge the blade of Gu Mozhi's "flame knife".

Poof, a stream of bright red blood sprayed on Zhang Hefeng's face.

The soldier who has been standing on the right side of Zhang Hefeng is the elite of the army, plus the first practice of martial arts, the reaction is faster than ordinary people, but he only has time to push Zhang Hefeng away, but his chest is right in the sword qi of Gu Mozhi.

"Shoot!" Xiao Li immediately reacted, pulling out the gun from his waist and yelling.

The soldier beside Xiao Li also reacted quickly, and without his reminder, he had already picked up his rifle and shot at him.

This Hatomo had never seen such a weapon as an assault rifle, and he only felt that countless strong winds were coming towards him. He hurriedly turned to the side, grabbed the attendant beside him and blocked it in front of him, and in a short time the attendant was beaten into a sieve.

Gu Mozhi hurriedly rolled up his sleeve robe, trying to block the hidden weapon that shot from the opposite side, but he didn't know that the hidden weapon on the opposite side seemed to be endless.

No matter how high your martial arts are, don't encounter an automatic rifle!

Before the two ** were finished, this Gu Mozhi knelt, and his legs, feet and limbs were not lightly shot.

Fortunately, he had deep internal strength, and he actually suppressed the injury under full operation.

"Today's hatred, swear not to forget!" At this time, the situation obviously took a turn for the worse, and Gu Mozhi had to shout, and as soon as he showed his strength, he flew out of the door.

"Immediately call for support from our brothers outside the temple. Xiao Li shouted to the soldier beside him, "Be sure to stop him!"

The soldier was about to pick up the walkie-talkie and before he could speak, he saw Hatomachi, who had just flown out, in a strange posture with his back to the ground and the sky, flying back at an even more rapid speed!