The voice was very cold, and there was a trace of uncontrollable anger in it. Song QingShu felt that it was somewhat familiar, and he walked towards the voice. A seductive figure entered his sight, and with that special veil, who else could it be other than the Dual Cultivation Princess, Gu Zi Xian?
"I haven't seen her for a few days." Song Qingshu thought about how she ran into his room not long ago and his heart couldn't help but beat faster.
"Little girl, don't you feel stuffy with a veil on such a hot day? Take it off and get some fresh air." A fat man said with a smile as he reached out to take off her veil.
Gu Zi Xian's eyes flashed and she kicked the back of his foot. The fat man screamed and lost his balance. His hand was twisted behind his back and he knelt on the ground.
"Stop!" A monk with a dignified appearance shouted. When he said the last word, he had already appeared next to the two people.
Gu Zi Xian felt her vision blur and quickly tried to pull out her sword. Unfortunately, her wrist was numb so how could she pull it out?
The monk helped the fat man to the side and asked with concern, "Prince, are you okay?"
The fat man was very angry, "State Preceptor, help me catch this little bitch!"
The two people were naturally the Tubo Prince Zong Zan and the Great Wheel Wisdom King Jiu Mo Zhi. Prince Zong Zan had always liked to play around. When he was in Tubo, how could the city be so lively? Thus, he couldn't stay idle here. He had just gone to the Gaoli Guesthouse to join in the fun and then wandered around the city. Now that Xingqing Prefecture had gathered all the heroes in the world to participate in the marriage contest, it could be considered the most lively city in the world these days.
Prince Zongzan was naturally restless. He had been a big and burly man since he was young, so his energy was naturally extraordinary. His desire for women was also different from that of ordinary people. He had gone to the brothels in the city before, but he was a prince after all, so he naturally would not be interested in ordinary women. In addition, there were many heroes in the city, and the girls in the brothels were in short supply. So, after looking around, he felt bored and came out. He was just feeling depressed when he suddenly saw the Princess of Double Cultivation on the street.
Unfortunately, Gu Zi Xian's martial arts weren't weak. He quickly went up to tease her.
Hearing his request, Jiu Mozhi could not help but feel a bit awkward. "Prince, I'm afraid that's not appropriate." Although he did not have a good reputation in Jianghu, he was still an eminent monk of the Tantric Sect and had never been close to women. Now that he was asked to bully a weak woman in public, he really could not bring himself to do it.
"What's wrong with that? The mission of the Imperial Preceptor is to protect me. I was injured by this woman just now. Shouldn't you help me vent my anger? Ouch, it hurts … "As he said that, he had an exaggerated expression on his face as he covered the spot where he had just been kicked by the opponent.
Not far away, Song Qingshu frowned and was about to step forward when a mocking voice came from the other side, "We haven't seen each other for so many years and you're still so disappointing. It's a shame for us Tubo to have a prince like you."
It was obvious that this person was not someone to be trifled with. The crowd automatically moved aside, afraid that they would be caught in the crossfire. Soon, a group of people appeared. The person in the lead was tall and burly. The most eye-catching thing about him was his exaggerated long beard. However, Song Qingshu paid more attention to his large, bell-like eyes. They were full of spirit. It was obvious that he was a man full of energy and confidence.
Next to him stood a foreign monk in red. His attire was similar to that of the Great Master Sangjie that he had seen in the Qing Kingdom. There were also five swordsmen standing next to him.
"Qinghai Sect and Dian Cang Sect?" Song Qingshu had been in Jianghu for so many years. He could recognize these people at a glance. Three of the swordsmen were dressed in the attire of the Qinghai Sect, while the other two were from the Dian Cang Sect. Let's find the book!
Prince Zong Zan's pupils shrank when he saw this group of people. "Bully Nan Lingwen!"
"What name is that?" Song Qingshu was stunned at first. However, he quickly realized that the one who had a feud with Tubo was Si Luo, who was based in the Qing Tang region. His original name was Bully Nan Lingwen. However, people referred to him by his honorific title Si Luo.
"State Preceptor, help me take down this traitor!" Prince Zong Zan couldn't be bothered with the Princess anymore. His eyes were filled with excitement. A hundred years ago, Tubo was split into two royal lineages, fighting for the legitimacy of the throne. Si Siluo was one of the other lineages and had always been a thorn in the side of Tubo. Usually, Si Luo could not do anything to him because he was far away from Tubo and had a strong army. Now that he came alone, if he could kill him, wouldn't his prestige skyrocket? My father might even pass the position of Zan Pu to me in advance.
"Alright!" Jiu Mozhi also knew how powerful he was. Without any hesitation, he turned into a blue shadow and grabbed Si Luo's shoulder.
"How dare you, traitor!" The five swordsmen beside Si Luo instantly unsheathed their swords. Instantly, the sky was filled with sword shadows. Two of them worked together to save their masters, while the other three waited for an opportunity to counterattack Jiu Mozhi. Their swordsmanship was orderly, and their teamwork was perfect.
However, Jiu Mozhi pushed left and right, and used both his fists and legs. In just a few moves, he had broken the swords in the hands of the five swordsmen. "The Three Swords of Qinghai and the Double Swords of Diancang are nothing more than this!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he shot the broken sword in his hand toward Si Luo's major acupoints.
Song QingShu nodded to himself. It had been a while since they last met, and Jiu Mozhi's martial arts had improved a lot. When he swung his hand, he combined the essence of many unique skills such as Flower-pinching Finger and Multi-Layered Leaf Finger. He was no longer limited to the 72 Ultimate Skills of Shaolin Temple like before. He seemed to have mastered all of them.
Seeing that the five sword tips were about to hit Pi Boluo, the red-robed foreign monk next to him finally moved. His wide robe was like an unfathomable whirlpool, silently withdrawing the five menacing sword tips in the blink of an eye.
"Kasaya Exorcism? No, there are many differences. It seems that all the Kung Fu in the world is the same. "Song Qingshu sighed with emotion.
"Li Lizun, you and I belong to the Tantric Buddhism. Why are you helping the evildoer?" Jiu Mozhi stared at him with a little fear in his eyes.
The foreign monk in red laughed and said, "You are from the Ningma Temple, and I am from the Zhen Yan School. How can we be the same? Among the four schools of the Tantric Buddhism, the other three schools have found their own masters. Only the Ningma Temple is stubborn. Look at the prince you are supporting. Only you are so stubborn. "
Jiu Mozhi snorted coldly and said, "Today, I will clean up the sect!" With a flash, he attacked Li Lizun. Li Lizun did not dare to be careless. He also attacked, and the two sides were instantly engaged in a fierce battle.
Song Qingshu watched coldly from the side. The Tantric Buddhism was indeed full of masters. Although Li Lizun's Kung Fu was slightly weaker than Jiu Mozhi's, Jiu Mozhi would need more than a hundred moves to defeat him.
"Stop!" When the two sides were locked in a fierce battle, a soft female voice suddenly came.
Song Qingshu looked in the direction of the voice and saw a carriage slowly approaching. The window was covered with a layer of gauze, but with Song Qingshu's cultivation, how could a mere gauze stop him?
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