Mo Xiaolou smiled noncommittally,

He took a sip of wine and glanced at Qiao Feng with a wicked taste.

Sure enough, as he expected, Qiao Feng's face became gloomy, he threw the wine jar aside, and said in a deep voice: "Gu Mozhi, you are making waves in the Central Plains. Qiao respects your status as a national teacher in Tubo and considers the diplomatic relations between the two countries, so it is good to talk to you. If you have to make an inch, Qiao will teach you to know that the Central Plains martial arts is not easy for foreign people to bully!"

The purpose of Gu Mozhi's coming to the Central Plains is to ask for martial arts from masters from all walks of life, listening to Qiao Feng's words, he smiled instead of being angry: "Then I want to see Your Excellency, how many catties and taels are there, please give advice!"

As he spoke, he had already taken a step backwards, secretly raising his internal strength, ready to strike at any time. The two pairs of tiger eyes faced each other, bursting out with a strong fighting spirit.

The momentum is rising, and under the sympathy of qi and machine, both parties feel that the other party is the most tricky opponent they have encountered since their debut, which not only did not make them nervous, but made the two martial idiots excited at the same time.

There were originally a lot of people in the restaurant, and when they heard Qiao Feng's name, they were going to come over to get acquainted with each other, but now when they saw that they were going to fight, they suddenly disappeared.

The battle was about to break out, and between the lightning and flint, Mo Xiaolou waved his hand casually, and a true qi accurately hit the strongest point of the collision between the two qi machines, and at the same time blocked the direction of the two people's moves.

The two of them changed color at the same time and retreated.

Qiao Feng's brows furrowed, and he said in surprise: "Who are you?"

Mo Xiaolou shook his feather fan and said indifferently: "Have you ever heard of the Loose Sect of Gang Master Qiao?"

"What?"

At first hearing the name of the Loose Sect, Gu Mozhi was shocked, and took a few steps back, his face showing an extremely defensive look.

Although the reputation of the Xiaoyao faction is not obvious, how can he not know that he has not known about it? The small Wuxiang Gong obtained by improper means in those years came from the Xiaoyao faction.

Could it be that this person is here to recover the exercises?

After thinking about it, he remembered the woman whose martial arts were almost beyond the mortal world back then, and he couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp.

Qiao Feng was not as jealous as Gu Mozhi, but stepped forward, looked Mo Xiaolou up and down carefully, and said suspiciously:

"Brother Tai is not conceited and profound, deceiving me and ignorance? With the high level of Brother Tai's martial arts, if it is really from the Xiaoyao faction, then why is this sect not renowned, and even the beggar gang has never collected news about this sect. ”

Mo Xiaolou said: "This door does not seek fame, does not seek profit, acts chic and low-key, and few people know about it on the rivers and lakes." Joe hadn't heard of it, and it was normal. But King Ming, who has a small incomprehensible merit in his own family, should have heard of it, right?"

The latter sentence is obviously said to Kumachi.

Gu Mozhi said with his hands and Shi with a puzzled face: "Sir's words, the little monk really doesn't understand. The little Wuxiang Gong of the Carefree School, how can the little monk know. ”

Mo Xiaolou was noncommittal, and motioned for the two to sit down before saying:

"Now it is rare to have the three masters of Middle Earth, the Western Regions, and Tubo gather, it is a pity not to have a fight, but before that, how about we use wine as a medium to fight?"

Qiao Feng was very interested and asked, "How to fight?"

Mo Xiaolou: "The three of us take turns to ask questions, and the questions need to be difficult questions in martial arts, and whoever answers the other two first, the other person will be fined a bowl of wine." If you can't answer within half a moment, you will be punished together!"

Gu Mozhi's eyes flashed, his heart was inexplicably excited, but his face became more and more warm, and he laughed: "Hahaha, in martial arts, there are few people in the world who can tie with the little monk." In terms of the amount of alcohol, the little monk can't even get a chance to meet his opponent in chess. As for the words, hum, since the poor monk is from the Great Snow Mountain, he is naturally the top of the Snow Mountain, and he can see all the mountains at a glance!"

When Qiao Feng heard about such a wonderful way of competition, he was also happy in his heart: "Good, very good." Qiao wants to see if King Ming's alcohol consumption is as big as your tone!"

Mo Xiaolou laughed and said: "The so-called wine is less than a thousand cups of confidants, I will do it first as a respect, and I will start asking questions!"

Pour a large bowl of wine and drink it in one gulp.

Hatomachi: "Please ask. ”

Mo Xiaolou: "Since King Ming is from the Great Snow Mountain, I will take snow as the theme.

Luo Yin's "Hou Xuefu" in the Tang Dynasty has clouds: ...... Snow accumulates for it. If the water of the salt pond rises, the top of the copper mountain, it is born by touching the kind, and it cannot be spoken.

Snow is a mortal thing, but when it falls on the top of a high mountain, it turns into a crystal that has not changed for thousands of years. When it falls in a lake or a stream, it melts into clean water. If the dust falls and is mixed with the dust and mud, it can only be trampled on by others and become filthy. ”

Mo Xiaolou paused, looked at Gu Mozhi and said: "Martial arts are the same, the moves are different, and the internal force is also, as I just said, the little Wuxiang Gong can easily simulate any move in the world, and it is like such a snowy ......."

With a little luck, he ordered a little wine in the glass, turned into snowflakes, and said:

In other words, I want this snow to fall on the top of the mountain and turn it into a crystal that will remain unchanged for thousands of years. Excuse me, how do you do that?"

When Qiao Feng heard this, he fell into deep thought.

Gu Mozhi lowered his head indifferently, put down his robe, and his hands hanging down at his side quietly clenched, and the green tendons were exposed.

Mo Xiaolou's words have a deep meaning, and his understanding is as high as others, how can he not know?

He is amazingly talented, any martial arts to his hands, a learning will, a learning will be fine, at the age of 20 he has been famous in Tibet, so far retreat and refinement, and then out of the customs when there is no enemy in the country of Tibet, then born to challenge the world's masters, out of Tibet, to the Central Plains.

During the period, he inadvertently stole the unique internal strength of the Xiaoyao School, Xiao Wuxianggong, since then suddenly opened a new world, with the simulation of Xiao Wuxianggong, he vows to learn all the martial arts in the world, but now Mo Xiaolou told him that Xiao Wuxianggong is like snow in the sky, only when it falls on the top of the mountain, can it be turned into a crystal that will not change for thousands of years. So, what is the point of Xiao Wuxianggong......

Just as he was deep in thought, Qiao Feng took the lead in replying: "Sir's words, Qiao understands it." In short, if you want the snow to fall on the mountains, the best way is to specialize!"

Mo Xiaolou nodded and praised: "Gang Leader Qiao is worthy of being the most outstanding figure today, and his insights are extraordinary. Yes, people's energy is limited, if you learn everything, you want to learn everything, you will inevitably have the risk of snow falling into the dust. Don't talk about others, Qiao Gang Master has one hand to descend the dragon and eighteen palms to shock the martial arts, no matter what move the opponent makes, I have regrets with one hand, who can resist it?"

Gu Mozhi listened to the conversation between the two, his face began to become a burst of blue, a burst of red, a burst of white, constantly changing back and forth, at the same time, his breathing also became heavy, just at this moment, Mo Xiaolou made up again:

"King Ming's self-created flame knife is a peerless study in the world, and the upper limit is extremely high. According to the humble opinion, no matter in terms of concept, pattern, power and other aspects, the flame knife has already surpassed the Dali Duan clan's peerless six-vein divine sword.

What I haven't been able to figure out is that King Ming does not practice the flame sword to a high and profound realm, but constantly covets other people's martial arts, how unwise!"

Kumachi was shocked, and his whole body trembled.

Although I don't know why this person in front of me is clear about his thoughts, in terms of truth alone, it does have a deep martial arts mystery.

Reading is exciting, reading is wonderful!

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