Murong Fu smiled slightly, "The master misunderstood, it was not the Murong family that was referring to the lower level. ”

Xuan Cheng's eyes froze, "Oh, who are you talking about?"

"Daxue Mountain Nyingma Temple Dalun Ming King, Tubo National Teacher Gu Mo Zhi, with great wisdom, profound Buddhism, in the martial arts has already reached the realm, it is rumored that he has Shaolin seventy-two stunts. ”

Master Xuancheng seemed to hear a big joke, and sneered slightly: "Dare to ask where is this Great Wheel Ming King?"

Murong Fu smiled, "Coincidentally, he is here today." After speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Harumachi.

Gu Mozhi heard Murong boast that he was proficient in Buddhism before, and said that he was strong in martial arts, and he was already a little fluttery for a while, and now he put his hands together and saluted, "Tubo National Master Gu Mozhi has seen Master Xuancheng of Shaolin." ”

He set foot in the Central Plains this time, in addition to plotting to circumvent the Shishui Pavilion, he also had the intention of picking the Shaolin Temple, the leader of Buddhism and Taoism in the Central Plains, but he didn't expect to be mentioned by Murong Fu at this moment, and he even felt a little grateful in his heart.

Murong Fu stepped back slightly, and smiled secretly in his heart, "King Ming, King Ming, it's not this son who cheats you, it's really difficult for you to be gracious......"

"Oh, it turned out to be you!" Master Xuancheng had seen Gu Mozhi shoot before, and knew that his martial arts were extremely high, but it was pure nonsense for one person to want to have seventy-two stunts.

However, this monk is the teacher of a country in the end, and he also belongs to the Buddha's way, so he can't lose the number of courtesies, so he immediately folded his hands and returned the salute, "The national teacher came from afar, and it was really fate." ”

Gu Mozhi's expression was solemn, "The little monk is not talented, and he happens to be proficient in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin." ”

Xuan Cheng sneered secretly, the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple include different types of martial arts such as fist techniques, palm techniques, knife techniques, hidden weapons, and light skills.

Most of the stunts have their own unique internal strength and mental cooperation, if it is still possible to be proficient in four or five at the same time, it is also necessary to have the mental method and martial arts do not contradict each other.

I have exhausted the strength of my life, and it is the limit of the thirteen stunts, if it is not for the guidance of the masters, at this moment even the meridians have been broken, and in this way, he has become the monk who has mastered the most stunts in Shaolin Temple for hundreds of years.

This monk is ashamed to claim that he is proficient in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, which must be crazy.

The faces of the monks of Shaolin Temple were also full of ridicule.

Xuan Cheng opened his mouth and said: "Since the national teacher claims to be proficient in the seventy-two stunts, then presumably the stunts such as the Maha Finger, the Prajna Palm, and the Great Vedic Pestle are also proficient?"

Haruma nodded with a smile, "Please also ask the master for advice!"

I didn't see how the two moved, the sleeves and robes suddenly bulged, and they were blowing towards each other, but I heard the sound of "snorting", and I saw the sleeves and robes of the two people touching in the air and then retracting each other.

"The little monk's robe can enter the master's eyes?" Gu Mozhi smiled, and in just a moment, the two of them used the "robe to subdue the demons" to the "robe to subdue the demons",

Although it seems to be a tie, in fact, Gu Mozhi's power is more fierce and his moves are more powerful, and Master Xuancheng just relied on his deep and pure internal strength to force a draw.

Master Xuancheng was secretly shocked in his heart, this person really knew Shaolin stunts, and he seemed to be better than himself.

However, I still don't believe that the other party really knows seventy-two stunts, and immediately slapped a palm at Gu Mozhi, the palm power is extremely pure, but if there is nothing, it is the palm of Prajna.

Gu Mozhi smiled slightly, and also slapped a palm, the posture was exactly the same as Xuancheng, but the palm power was slightly different, and it seemed to be almost empty.

Xuan Cheng was shocked, this monk's Prajna palm was almost complete!

Immediately used Donkey Kong fist, Maha finger and other Shaolin stunts, but no matter what stunt he used, Gu Mozhi can always use the same stunt to fight back, and whether it is power or move attainment, it is stronger than Xuancheng.

After more than a dozen moves, Xuancheng's stunt has been used up, and Gu Mozhi seems to be deliberately showing off, and successively uses the Doraye Finger, the Wuxiang Tribulation Finger, the Trouble-free Finger, and the Great Wisdom Indefinite Finger...... and more than a dozen Shaolin stunts.

While Xuan Cheng was shocked, he couldn't help but move in his heart, remembering Murong Fu's words, the people in the world who can kill Xuanbei's junior brother with the Great Wei Tuo pestle are not only the Murong family who also gave to him in his own way,

Thinking of Gu Mozhi from Tubo and staying in Dali, and Xuanbei's junior brother was killed in Dali, maybe it was the poisonous hand of this monk, and suddenly asked: "I don't know if the national teacher is related to the death of my Xuanbei junior brother?"

Gu Mozhi seemed to be stagnant, and snorted coldly, "How do you know who your Xuanbei junior brother is?

Hearing this, Xuan Cheng immediately decided in his heart that it was Gu Mozhi's doing, and the palm power of the move suddenly became fierce.

Murong Fu shook his head secretly, although the seventy-two stunts that Gu Mozhi relied on Xiao Wuxianggong to use were extremely powerful, he had lost the essence of the stunt after all.

How could he be able to compete with a person like Xuan Cheng, who has cultivated stunts for decades and has cultivated extremely pure in every stunt.

Sure enough, only a few dozen moves passed, Gu Mozhi was gradually falling into the disadvantage, if he used the housekeeping skill flame knife, the victory or defeat might still be in the number of five or five, but with the so-called "seventy-two stunts" against Xuan Cheng, it was still difficult to escape defeat in his mouth.

Murong Fu didn't bother to look at it, and turned to everyone and said, "Who else is trying to trouble me Murong Fu?"

But everyone only cared about watching the competition between the two top masters in the hall, and they actually ignored Murong Fu's words, and suddenly an old man burst out of the crowd, with a green robe and a short beard, in his fifties, with a clear face and shining eyes.

I only heard him say loudly: "I heard that some people in the rivers and lakes called the Murong family 'to repay the other with the way of the other', but it is a little conflicting with the name of the old man, I came to this swallow dock to join in the fun, since Murong Gongzi is idle, please give me advice." ”

Murong Fu saw that his internal strength was profound, and his words revealed an indescribable arrogance, and he smiled slightly, "I don't know the name of Mr.?"

The old man stroked his short beard under his chin, "Since the people of the Murong family are very knowledgeable in martial arts, why don't you ask Murong Gongzi to guess it?"

Murong Fu was stunned, in addition to the Murong family, are there still people on the rivers and lakes who say "give back to others in the way of others"? And this old man is not very special,

For a while, Murong Fu couldn't guess who he was, so he said: "Then please ask Mr. to show one or two hands first, and there will be a basis for it." ”

The old man's face flashed with green energy, his hands flicked into the air, and the wine in the hall that was still intact suddenly floated slowly.

As soon as the old man's hands turned in the air, the wine slowly floated around him, attracting everyone's eyes and mouthing in amazement.

"Control the crane gong!" Murong Fu's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered someone, but before he could say it, another voice suddenly shouted: "Thank you, smoker!"

Murong Fu turned his head to look, but he was at ease, only to see that he had a look of indignation,

"What kind of skyscraper do you call yourself, the old man has invited you to Lingxiao City many times to compete in swords, but you don't care, since you met it today, the old man will definitely compete with you. ”