"Monk, how many of you are going to go to Tianlong Temple to grab the Six-Vein Divine Sword?"

Seeing Gu Mozhi, the top master of the Tianlong World, Zhao Qing's heart moved slightly, and he decided to come out and take the initiative to try his moves, and his body flickered, and he immediately stopped in front of the group.

"This benefactor, the little monk Gu Mozhi, went to Tianlong Temple this time, and he did come for the Six-Vein Divine Sword Treasure Sutra, but he had already prepared valuable gifts in exchange, and he had no intention of taking it by force." The voice was kind and modest, polite, and it was Kumachi who replied.

"Ask the donor's name, is it related to the Dali Duan family?" He looked at the girl in green shirt who suddenly appeared in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little surprised.

After the sympathy between heaven and man, under the silent infiltration of the aura of heaven and earth, and the blessing of the extremely vigorous spirit, even if the original face is extremely ugly, it can be reborn into a very characteristic form.

The boundary between the most beautiful and the most ugly can not only contain the lake, but also be crossed.

Zhao Qing's original appearance was already beautiful and refined, and after the completion of Mingyu's cultivation, he became a few points more beautiful, and in the Tianlong world, he was already the best in the world.

Coupled with the realm of sympathy between heaven and man, it makes her have a bit of an ethereal temperament.

Gu Mozhi has served as the national teacher of Tubo for many years, and his status is only below the lord of the country, and he has seen countless people in his life, but when it comes to beauty, no one can match the other party.

Of course, he studied the Buddhist scriptures intensively, devoted his mind to martial arts, strictly observed the precepts of color all his life, and had a red face and green sideburns, but in his eyes he was just a white bone skeleton, fragrant powder and rouge, so he only showed a slight appreciation of the gaze.

If the other party really came to stop him and had an impact on his plan, Kumachi would not spare half a point.

However, those Tubo entourage, although they often heard about the Dharma edification of Gu Mozhi, but they were not monks, and when they saw Zhao Qing who suddenly appeared, they couldn't help but have burning eyes, waiting for the instructions of the national teacher.

"I, Zhao Qing, I heard that the monk your flame knife has just been completed, so it is not bad, so I specially came to give you some advice." Zhao Qing's spiritual realm at this time was already quite sophisticated, and in an instant, he noticed that his temperament was different, which had an impact on Gu Mozhi and his party.

Let's try it soon, everyone. 】

The closer the internal force of true qi is to Yin Wuji, the greater the attraction to people? It's like the Cihang Sword Codex in Huang Yi's book, the Heavenly Demon Dafa and the like?

Since before falling asleep, there were only Rui Xi, who was accustomed to herself, and Ape Gong, who was not a human, at home, so she did not notice the change in this regard.

Adjusting the temperament exuded by her body slightly, Zhao Qing glanced at Gu Mozhi, whose face remained unchanged, and the Tubo entourage who felt that she had offended the national teacher and was angry, drew his sword and drew his sword, and continued to add a fire:

"If you can't even go through my three moves, the monk might as well stay and be my subordinate."

Gu Mozhi waved his hand to stop his subordinates from making a move, and said with a smile: "This girl, you claim that you want to defeat the 'Flame Knife' I have cultivated in three moves?" ”

"Although the monk is dull in his roots, but in the last days, martial arts are in decline, looking at all the countries in the world, there are only a few people who can fight with poor monks at best, let alone win in three moves?"

He was born wise, extremely qualified, since he was a teenager, he had a strange fate, by the Esoteric Nyingma master to teach the "flame knife" Ling Xu's strength, which lasted 30 years and reached the end of the achievement, since this time to the Tianlong Temple to obtain the six-vein divine sword scripture, even if several monks in the temple jointly attacked, they can calmly retreat, without damaging themselves.

Seeing that Zhao Qing was only fourteen or fifteen years old, although she had broken the martial arts she had cultivated, it was obviously because someone had instructed her in advance, and she expected that no matter how high her martial arts were, she continued to smile:

"Little girl, who is the elder behind you? Maybe you know the monk, you might as well tell one or two. These words are soft and amiable, and they use a voice that affects the spirit, and people can't help but obey his instructions.

"Hehe, let's do it." Zhao Qing found out that Gu Mozhi had used the Ecstasy Technique, and sneered twice at will, immediately interrupting his spell casting. If it weren't for the fact that Kumachi only used two successes, there would have been a serious backlash.

In interrupting Gu Mozhi's ecstasy, her sentence of "let's shoot" brought a similar effect, but a more profound and mysterious spiritual hint, as a counterattack.

In the realm of sympathy between heaven and man, the cultivator's mind first affects the surrounding environment, and then the environment affects other people, and the effect of spiritual power has increased considerably, and the other party is almost unaware of it.

Even if you have reached the realm of the seventh consciousness, if you are not prepared in advance, you will unconsciously be controlled by your mind and will be difficult to break free in a short period of time.

At the same time that Gu Mozhi overcame the spiritual backlash and was extremely surprised in his heart, something that shocked him even more happened.

The nine Tubo retinues, all of whom were second-rate experts in the rivers and lakes, but under the short-term influence of Zhao Qing's second half of the sentence, they immediately ignored the command they had just waved their hands to stop the attack, jumped off the horse, waved their weapons, and attacked the other party.

These people originally respected themselves as gods, and the national teacher had an order, which was no less than the king's decree, and if they openly disobeyed the order, it was not much different from letting them commit suicide directly.

It was impossible to control the minds of nine second-rate players so easily, even if they were the best masters.

Could it be that Zhao Qing, who looks young, is actually a peerless master whose skills are still above him?

Seeing the rapid and fierce attack of the nine entourages, Gu Mozhi sighed slightly in his heart, knowing that most of them would be defeated in one move, and he was not ready to come to the rescue, but gave birth to the psychology of temporarily retreating.

Then, something even more unexpected happened. I saw Zhao Qing standing motionless, and the swords slashed by the nine Tibetan warriors actually fell into the empty space two feet in front of her, and the weapons collided with each other, spitting blood from their mouths and flying upside down.

What is terrifying is that after these nine Tubo subordinates were injured and flew out, none of them all looked at Zhao Qing's position, and even showed a look of self-consciousness after the attack was hit, thinking of asking for merit after the battle.

This undoubtedly means that from beginning to end, they have taken an empty space as the direction of the enemy, and under the stimulus of injury, they still cannot escape the enemy's mental suggestion.

This person is a master of the Tianlong Temple invited to help the box? Want to make me feel like I'm back?

Kumozhi's heart sank slightly, and then he denied his guess.

Since he was awarded the "Flame Knife" divine skill, he swept away the Black Sect in Tubo, and shocked the western region, and his skills and knowledge have reached a very high level, looking at the Western Regions, almost no one can match.

In his opinion, Zhao Qing's magical and mysterious martial arts can be said to dominate the world and no one can control it, and it is definitely not the Duan clan and Tianlong Temple in Dali, a corner of peace, that can be commanded.

Judging by my own knowledge over the years, it is only possible to do this within the entire Esoteric Buddhism, which involves the Supreme Yoga Cryptography of the Supreme Mind.

Sighing in his heart, the martial arts of the Central Plains is really broad and profound, Gu Mozhi folded his hands together, and said: "The donor's divine skills are world-famous, and the little monk knows that he is difficult to beat." I don't know if it can be the ethereal peak of the Tianshan Mountains, the lord of the Vulture Palace, and the face of Grandma Tong? ”

"Tianshan Tong's grandmother?" Zhao Qing shook his head slightly, knowing that Gu Mozhi probably didn't believe that she was really only fourteen or fifteen years old, and she was blind about her origins.

"You strike first! Limited to three moves, let me see what the characteristics of the internal strength of the 'Flame Knife' are. ”

Gu Mozhi knew that with the high martial arts of the other party, he would not be able to please most of them if he fought head-on, so he turned off the horse, always smiled gently, approached slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Respect the martial arts are extremely high, and if you want to see the 'Flame Knife' method, the little monk should obey his fate." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already transported the inner strength of the flame knife to the edge of his right palm, and sent it towards a big tree a few zhang away, as if he had already admitted defeat in advance, and did not dare to really fight, but replaced it with a trial knife technique.

At the same time, a finger of incomparable calamity secretly came out of the left sleeve, completely invisible, and pointed towards Zhao Qing's body unconsciously and unknowingly.

It turned out that Gu Mozhi made up his mind and urged the flame knife in his right hand to attack the big tree on the surface, but in fact, he made a big bend and cooperated with the left hand of the Wuxiang Robbery Finger to try to flank and sneak attack.

Only two soft sounds were heard, and the flame knife and the Phaseless Tribulation Finger disappeared into invisibility under the obstruction of Mingyu's aura. Zhao Qing glanced at Gu Mozhi, who suddenly changed color, and said leisurely: "The first move." ”

In the next moment, she reached out a palm as clear as jade, ignored the flame knife that Gu Mozhi subconsciously sent out to intercept, and grabbed a sandalwood box tied with a rope on the back of the first steed.

In just an instant, the rope was delicately untied, and the sandalwood box soared and fell into Zhao Qing's hands, and the lid of the box opened without wind, jumping out of a small golden box that was shining brightly.

She opened the lid of the gold box, took out three old volumes, flipped through them casually, and saw that there were pictures and texts in the books, all of which were written by Zhu Mo, and copied the practice of Shaolin stunts such as "Wuxiang Robbery Finger", "Dragon Claw Gong" and "Donkey Kong Fist" in small fonts.

Obviously, the content recorded in these three books is some of the seventy-two stunts that Murong Bo copied from the Shaolin Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Putting away the three books, Zhao Qing nodded at Gu Mozhi and said, "The monk used his strength to sneak attack with the Phaseless Tribulation Finger, and the power of the flame knife was not fully utilized, so let's continue to make moves." ”

Gu Mozhi suppressed the frightened look on his face, sealed the vital points around him with internal strength, and while defending, his right palm instantly stood up and burst out.

Zhao Qingfang's move "Crane Control Gong", although the distance exceeded the limit of his imagination in the past, after all, it was a normal martial art visible to the naked eye, compared with the weird and subtle and imperceptible spiritual martial arts, it gave him a little more courage to shoot head-on.

This move "White Rainbow Through the Sun" is the exquisite work of his "Flame Knife" knife technique, the knife is still sharp, even if it is a few feet away, but a knife is enough to divide the thickness of several inches of stainless steel into two, the power is great, appalling.

"Okay." Zhao Qing flicked his finger and pointed out a sword qi, took Gu Mozhi's sword, and deduced the specific situation of the flame knife and the opponent's skill in his heart.

In her judgment, the specific internal force of Gu Mozhi is still inferior to the eighth layer of Ming Yugong, but it has already crossed the threshold of "a hundred bones into the gods".

Considering that his flame knife was only just completed, perhaps when he reached the peak of his practice, he could reach the level of eight and a half layers.

It can be inferred from this that the original cause and appearance of Tianlong Temple, Duan Zhengming, Duan Yanqing and the like, should not have reached the realm of "a hundred bones into the gods", only the realm of mutual communication.

Maybe it's roughly equivalent to the level of the three friends in Lu Xiaofeng's world?

In other words, in the original work, the sweeping monk can easily eliminate the sneak attack of Gu Mozhi's unphased robbery fingers, and his three-foot qi wall is estimated to be no less than the level when Wu Ming did not break through, and the internal force is quite deep.

Moreover, unlike Wu Ming, the sweeping monk is a reclusive righteous person, and it is likely that he not only practices the martial arts of the Shaolin school, but it can be said that he is a good martial arts exchange object.

……

"Let you make two moves, the third move, and I'll tell the winner." Thinking secretly in his heart, Zhao Qing looked at Gu Mozhi, who was calm and was preparing to go, and reminded him.

Gu Ma Zhi is born wise, proficient in Buddhism, every five years, open the altar to preach the scriptures, the great monks of Tianzhu in the Western Regions, gather in the Great Snow Mountain Dalun Temple, the scriptures are difficult to ask, the study of the internal scriptures, the Dharma is finished, all joy and admiration go.

While studying Buddhism, when he was still in his forties, he became a rare master in the world, which shows that his qualifications are quite high, not much inferior to Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng.

After losing his martial arts at the end of the book, Kuma Zhi was enlightened and became a generation of monks.

Considering that the other party didn't seem to have killed anyone in the original work, or only killed some underworld cultists in the background, Zhao Qing didn't have much bad feelings, and had some understanding of the side of Gu Mo's wisdom and martial arts.

In the practice of the spiritual realm, Buddhism is relatively leading, and Kumazhi should be one of the few people who have a deeper understanding of this, if he is recruited as a subordinate, as an experimental object of his own martial arts, and communicate with each other, maybe it can bring some inspiration?

"The third move." Gu Mozhi was in his heart, and he realized that in this move, the other party would most likely use her true ability. Anyway, there is no ability to resist, if you can understand a thing or two from it, even if you temporarily act as the opponent's subordinate, it can be regarded as a gain.

He stared at Zhao Qing's figure tightly, concentrating, afraid that Zhao Qing had used his previous illusion methods and confused him. At the same time, the palms quickly cracked alternately, forming a dense knife net several feet in front of him, using offense as defense and blocking.

However, Zhao Qing lightly swiped a small circle with his left hand, and he hollowed out this unstoppable cloud of knife qi, and tapped a few points on the ground with his toes, making several trembling sounds, which happened to hit the node where Gu Mozhi's true qi changed.

This didn't really have much effect on Hatomachi, but it dealt a serious blow to his confidence once again.

If he hadn't anticipated his next change in True Qi in advance, there would never have been such a coincidence.

At the moment when Gu Mozhi was shocked, it was as if a seed had been planted in his heart a long time ago, and his spirit, under the guidance of the underworld, involuntarily ascended to an extreme, uncontrollably pouring towards the inner strength of the flame knife that was being triggered by the edge of his palm.

The so-called "officials know what they know and the gods want to do", this kind of confrontation, the traction of the qi and the machine, many times the movements are not managerial, it is a subconscious reaction, involving the deeper level of the seventh consciousness.

As early as the initial moment, Zhao Qing tried to use the ability of the Yin God to cooperate with the sympathy of heaven and man, and did an experiment on his body to see if he could let the other party perform a trick to break through himself.

At the peak state of the unity of divine energy, Gu Mozhi's heart inexplicably gave birth to an extremely happy feeling, and the true qi around his body flowed continuously, almost boiling.

The cuffs of his monk's robe bulged out, and his palms merged into one, and suddenly cracked, and the palm power of the flame knife first split into eighteen, and then instantly condensed into one, slashing out a fiery attack with unprecedented power.

After the Shaolin school's "wood-burning knife method" is practiced, the blade can not damage the wood in the slightest, and the heat emitted by the knife is to ignite the wood to make a fire, which is a rare mastery in the world.

But compared with this flame knife that was condensed by the twelve successful powers, it can only be said that it is a small witch and a big witch, and it is far from it. The astonishing heat spread, as if it was about to incinerate everything in front of him into ashes and smoke.

However, as soon as he had just clicked a few feet away, Zhao Qing fused several sword qi into Mingyu's aura, pushed it forward, and forcibly froze it in mid-air.

At the same time, seven or eight indescribable forces squeezed from the front towards Gu Mozhi, and it was extremely cold, freezing him like ice and snow, as if all the blood in his body would be frozen in the next moment.

At this moment of dying, Kumachi's mind calmed down, and he felt a sense of peace, and countless enlightenments about Buddhism and martial arts exploded, but they did not cause him to have any other fluctuations.

"Monk, what have you realized?" As if he had expected it, Zhao Qing casually lifted the cold and asked.