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Chapter 1807

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Even though Duan Yu was reluctant to leave his fairy sister's side, he dared not disobey her. He could not help but mumble, "Yes," then he returned to Master Kurong's side.

Zhu Danchen, Chu Wanli, and the others had often advised Duan Yu to pester Wang Yuyan. Even so, they were only the Duan family's servants, whereas Duan Yu was the crown prince, so one could imagine how ineffective their advice was.

Master Kurong was different. Even Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun had to bow to him as a junior. Duan Yu was saved by the master in the past, and he was also the one who taught him the Six Pulses Divine Sword, so he was considered half a master to the master. As such, the master dared not act rashly in front of the master.

Once Duan Yu returned to Master Kurong's side, he secretly sighed a breath of relief. Previously, Jiu Mozhi caused a ruckus in the Heavenly Dragon Temple and almost captured Emperor Baoding. In the end, he captured Duan Yu, causing the Duan family from Dali to hold back. He was afraid that the same thing would happen again.

"Great Wheel Wisdom King, we meet again." Ku Rong pressed his palms together and bowed.

Jiu Mozhi returned the gesture and was still in high spirits. "I was wondering who it was — it's you, Zen Master Kurong. Why didn't you meditate in the Heavenly Dragon Temple? Why did you come to the central plains?"

Master Kurong responded, "The Central Plains is filled with devils and devils, so of course, I'm here to get rid of them."

"Oh?" Jiu Mozhi raised his eyebrows. "I was really disappointed when I experienced your temple's Six Pulses Divine Sword Formation in Dali. Besides, your martial nephews aren't here this time, so I can't set up the formation. I'm afraid that it's beyond my ability to get rid of devils and defend the path."

The martial nephews he was referring to were Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun's martial uncles. In terms of seniority, Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun were Duan Zhengming's uncles, whereas Ku Rong was Duan Zhengming's martial uncle.

Master Kurong looked calm. "Getting rid of devils and defending the path relies on profound Buddhist enlightenment. Wisdom King clearly has a profound Buddhist enlightenment, but you're too obsessed with martial arts, so I'm afraid that you're too obsessed."

Jiu Mozhi waved his loose monk robe and interrupted, "Master, you use your mouth to eliminate demons and defend the Dao. Aren't you just thinking for your own good?"

Song Qingshu, who was standing aside, secretly laughed. Jiu Mozhi was not only highly skilled in martial arts, but he was also a famous monk in Tubo. He often gave sermons and could be said to be eloquent and good at using sophistry. How could Ku Rong, who stayed at home all year round, win against him?

If Jiu Mozhi were to live in the future, he would definitely be a famous troll on the forum, and one would be convinced by his words.

Ku Rong had been cultivating Buddhist meditation for his entire life, so he would not be defeated by a few words from Jiu Mozhi. On the other hand, Duan Yu was different. He had suffered a few setbacks in Jiu Mozhi's hands and was even almost burned by the man as a living sword manual, so he did not have a good impression of the man at all. Moreover, he noticed that Wang Yuyan was dressed like a little monk, which was evident that she was captured by Jiu Mozhi. Moreover, the fairy elder sister sitting next to her was most likely captured by Jiu Mozhi as well. Duan Yu was filled with lofty sentiments as he thought, 'I must rescue the two fairy elder sisters. Wait, the young lady next to them looks like the fairy elder sister too. Could she be Miss Wang's sister? But I've never heard Azhu, Abi, and the others mention her.'

While Duan Yu's imagination was running wild, he saw Jiu Mozhi proudly snatch Bai Kurong away from him. Finally, he could not help but say, "Jiu Mozhi, didn't you want to see the Six Meridians Magic Sword? Today, I'll let you see the power of the Duan family of Dali."

As he said this, he pointed his finger at the sword and shot it out. With the fairy elder sisters standing next to him, he was filled with lofty sentiments. The Six Meridians Magic Sword, which usually did not work, had actually succeeded in an instant.

Noticing that an invisible Sword Qi was shooting toward him, Jiu Mozhi's expression changed slightly. He instantly used his Lightness Skill to leave the place. Immediately, the pillar behind him was filled with sawdust and a deep hole appeared on it.

"Six Meridians Magic Sword!" Li Qiushui exclaimed. Back then, when she and Wu Yazi collected martial arts from all over the world, their biggest regret was that they did not find the Shaolin Temple's Muscle-changing Scripture, the Beggar Sect's Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, and the Dog-Beating Stick Technique, as well as the Duan family of Dali's Six Meridians Magic Sword. Now that she could witness it with her own eyes, she was able to make up for that regret.

On the side, Tianshan Tonglao was also watching the fight without blinking. She was also shocked. 'I heard that cultivating the Six Meridians Magic Sword requires an extremely profound inner energy. Even Master Kurong, who has been cultivating for decades, could not master it and could only focus on one meridian.' This young man looks even younger than Song, but he managed to master the whole sword technique? '

'I haven't left Mount Tianshan for decades. Are the martial arts of the younger generation in the Central Plains so great now?' When Tianshan Tonglao recalled how she was defeated by Song Qingshu in the past and how powerful the young man was today, she could not help but doubt her life.

Even Li Qinglu widened her eyes at the legendary Six Meridians Magic Sword as she was afraid that she would miss a single detail. On the other hand, Wang Yuyan, who had seen it countless times, did not pay much attention to it. She could not help but look at Song Qingshu next to her, but she noticed that he was leisurely sipping his tea as though the fight did not attract him at all.

"Big Brother Song, why are you so relaxed?" Wang Yuyan blinked her beautiful eyes and looked curiously at the man next to her.

"Miss Wang, you're not watching either, are you?" Song Qingshu smiled and poured her a cup of tea from the teapot.

Wang Yuyan blushed. She subconsciously looked at her cousin next to her and noticed that her cousin was staring at the 2 people in the field. She sighed a breath of relief, but to cover up her embarrassment, she could not help but ask, "Big Brother Song, who do you think will win?"

Song Qingshu chuckled. "Duan Yu's allocations are high, but his martial arts foundation is too shallow. As compared to King Ming, he's far behind."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiu Mozhi had already flashed to Duan Yu's side and clawed at his shoulder. If he managed to grab hold of Duan Yu's shoulder, Jiu Mozhi would no longer be able to use his skills.

Jiu Mozhi and Duan Yu were old acquaintances, so he knew the strengths and weaknesses of Duan Yu's martial arts. Therefore, he did not use his Flaming Blade to fight Duan Yu head-on. Since the first strike, he had been using his Qinggong to dodge Duan Yu's sword Qi while closing the distance between them. After dodging a few strikes, his figure flashed in a strange manner. Many people only saw a blur, and then he had already closed in on Duan Yu.

Duan Yu panicked. He used the Six Meridians Magic Sword with both hands in an attempt to force Jiu Mozhi away. However, the more panicked he was, the more his hands would not listen to him. Before, he could still shoot out sword Qi, but now he could not even use his sword Qi.

Jiu Mozhi snorted and directly grabbed Duan Yu's Clavicle Acupoint, waiting to subdue Jiu Mozhi with a burst of force. At that moment, he felt his hand go numb, and he hurriedly moved away from Duan Yu.

He had always felt that the white-browed old monk next to Ku Rong was rather unfathomable, so he was secretly on guard. Even so, he was almost hit.

"Amitabha, very good, very good." The white-browed old monk put his palms together. He did not seize the opportunity to attack Jiu Mozhi, and it was as if he had not moved at all.

Jiu Mozhi was rather impressed by the old monk's graceful bearing and calm attacks, so he returned the greeting and said, "I heard that the Duan Family's Yang Finger is divided into nine grades. The Sky Dragon Temple's Benyin Abbot has only cultivated to the fourth grade, and Master Ku Rong's cultivation base is slightly higher, but he's only at the third grade. As compared to you, his Yang Finger's skill is far inferior. Could it be that you've cultivated to the legendary first grade?"

The old monk was stunned, but he quickly answered, "Wisdom King, you're indeed familiar with the martial arts in the world, but the first grade of the Yang Finger is unpredictable, so I dare not claim that I've achieved it. I've been cultivating hard for decades, but I've only seen the threshold, and I'm still far from the real first grade."

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