Seeing that he couldn't understand, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but smile. She explained gently, "That foreign monk is using the Ningma Temple's secret art, the Flaming Blade. Every time his palm strikes out, there's an extremely sharp and hot blade Qi attacking Prince Song. As for the sword art Prince Song is using, it should be the sword art of the Five Mountain School. However, as soon as he uses one move, it immediately changes into another. Even though I know each move, when they are combined, it becomes an exquisite sword art that I've never seen before."
Hearing Wang Yuyan's words, Jiu Mozhi's experience became even more intense. Every move of Wang Yuyan's was just a normal, ordinary sword art, but when combined, it was extremely exquisite. Only a powerful martial artist like him could understand that Wang Yuyan was no longer using sword arts, but sword intent.
"But the two of them are just moving on the same spot. Can they really hit each other?" Wei Xiaobao asked confusedly. However, he was secretly very happy. "Oh my god, what a beautiful voice. If she calls me Xiaobao's husband, I'm willing to live ten years less … no, one year less."
"The foreign monk's blade Qi can reach dozens of feet away. Prince Song is using his exquisite sword art to find the weakest part of the enemy's blade Qi. Therefore, every time he stabs out, he can scatter a blade Qi from the foreign monk." Wang Yuyan's face was glowing. The battle between the two top-notch martial artists had improved her understanding of martial arts to a whole new level. She thought to herself that she would definitely tell her cousin about it next time.
In the field, Song Qingshu jumped out of Jiu Mozhi's attack range and immediately said, "I admit defeat."
Jiu Mozhi looked confused. "Young Master, your sword art is amazing. I didn't gain any advantage. How can you say I admit defeat?"
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly as he placed the wooden sword in front of him. Looking at the slightly charred body of the sword, he sighed and said, "Wisdom King's Flaming Blade Qi is extremely hot. If I continue to fight, I'm afraid my wooden sword will burn."
Song Qingshu was very clear in his heart that it was because he was not as strong as his opponent. Otherwise, the sword would not have been damaged by the heat of his opponent's Blade Qi. If Dugu Seeking-For-Loss had used this wooden sword in the past, not to mention the Flame Blade Qi, even the real flames would not have been able to hurt the wooden sword. Wooden sword, oh wooden sword, you are so pitiful to have met a noob master like me. He sighed to himself.
"Hahaha ~" Jiu Mozhi laughed and said, "Prince Song's swordsmanship is superb, and he is an upright man. How rare."
At this time, Wei Xiaobao had an idea. He knew it was time for him to take the field. He immediately jumped out and said, "Since you apes appreciate each other, why are you still fighting? We are all brothers from all corners of the world. Sit down and have a drink. Waiter, bring me the best vegetarian dishes in your restaurant."
"Okay!"
Hearing the waiter's response, Jiu Mozhi felt very comfortable. He couldn't help but look at Wei Xiaobao and said, "Looking at this young man's clothes, you should be from the Manchu Dynasty, right?"
"Master, you are indeed a master. I haven't even introduced myself, and you can tell." Wei Xiaobao's exaggerated expression of admiration made Jiu Mozhi feel very good. Chapter 660 The Four Schools of Tantra
At this time, Song Qingshu explained Wei Xiaobao's identity to Jiu Mozhi. Jiu Mozhi's eyes lit up and looked at Wei Xiaobao in surprise. He said, "Young man, you are so young, but you are already in a high position in the Manchu Dynasty. I am very impressed."
"Farsighted King is the Tubo State Preceptor. You are too polite. May I know what important matter Farsighted King has for this trip?" Song Qingshu had explained Jiu Mozhi's identity to Wei Xiaobao on the way here.
"This stinky monk coveted our Dali Duan's Six Pulse Divine Sword and came to Tian Long Temple to show off his strength. He was defeated by the temple's senior monks and brought me to Jiangnan. When he found out that Miss Wang knew all the martial arts in the world, he became greedy and also brought her here. He is not a good person." Duan Yu said indignantly.
"Young Master Duan, there must be some misunderstanding." Song Qingshu smiled faintly. "I have also visited Tian Long Temple before. Although the Six Pulse Divine Sword Formation of the six monks is magical, it has many flaws. I was able to come out unscathed. Farsighted King's martial arts are higher than mine, so naturally he can do it as well."
"Also," Song Qingshu paused and turned his head to look deeply at Mu Wanqing. "In order to save you, Miss Mu has been entangled with the Great Wheel Wisdom King for so long, but I have not seen him use any ruthless methods. It is enough to show that Farsighted King has a noble character."
Duan Yu choked on his words and could only sullenly turn his head away. Jiu Mozhi was overjoyed when he heard Song Qingshu's words. "Prince Song is really this poor monk's bosom friend. To tell you the truth, this poor monk came to the Central Plains this time to first see the martial arts masters of the Central Plains, and second, to ask for an audience with the Emperor of the Song Kingdom to discuss an alliance."
Wei Xiaobao and Song Qingshu looked at each other. "Tubo wants to form an alliance with the Song Kingdom?"
"That's right." Jiu Mozhi smiled bitterly. "Nowadays, the Mongols are becoming more and more powerful, and they have been coveting our Tubo for a long time. Our Zanpu is very worried about this."
"What the hell is Zamp?" Wei Xiaobao was puzzled, but he was afraid that Wang Yuyan would look down on him if he said it, so he continued to listen patiently.
Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment and asked, "Wisdom King, as far as I know, the master of your Tantric Buddhism, Ba Siba, has become the Mongolian Emperor's Preceptor, and another master, Jinlun Fawang, has also been conferred the title of Mongolian Nation Preceptor. I thought the Mongolians had a good relationship with Tubo."
A trace of anger flashed across Jiu Mozhi's face, and he said bitterly, "Young Master, you may not know this, but our Tantric Buddhism is the collective name of various sects, among which there are four largest branches: Ningma Temple, Nalanda Temple, Vajra Sect, and Shingon Sect." Note: The real four major sects of Tibetan Buddhism are Ningma Sect, Kagyu Sect, Sakya Sect, and Gelug Sect (Panchen Lama belongs to this system). For religious reasons, I have replaced them with other names.
"Ningma Temple, where I belong, is the oldest sect of the Tantric Buddhism. Every generation has a good relationship with Tubo's Zanpu. Because every generation of our Ningma Temple has been conferred the title of Tubo's Nation Preceptor, the other three sects have been dissatisfied."
"In previous years, with the combined strength of Ningma Temple and Zanpu, the other sects did not dare to make any moves. However, the rise of Mongolia has made the other three sects see the four major sects of Tantric Buddhism.
Ba Siba is the grandmaster sent by Nalanda Temple, and was conferred the title of Emperor's Preceptor by Temujin. "
"Jinlun Fawang is the most outstanding master of the Vajra Sect, and was conferred the title of Mongolian Nation Preceptor. He is now assisting Khubilai in attacking Xiangyang."
"The number one master of the second generation of the Shingon Sect, Sangjie, is now an honored guest of the Mongolian Seventh Prince, Ali Buge."
Jiu Mozhi's tone was full of worry, "These three sects all plan to lure the Mongolians into Tibet and destroy Tubo, so that they can become the masters of the whole world …"
Who would have thought that as soon as Song QingShu and Wei Xiaobao heard his words, they looked at each other instead; in their hearts they were wild with joy, "Indeed one can wear out iron shoes in fruitless search, but find it by chance without any effort!"
"My sworn brother is now the most trusted person of the Manchurian Qing Emperor," Song Qingshu pulled Wei Xiaobao over and said, "Manchurian Qing is the only country that has the upper hand against the Mongolians. Now that Emperor Kangxi is recruiting masters from Jianghu, why don't Wisdom King come back with us to Yanjing? With Xiaobao's recommendation, the Emperor will definitely treat Wisdom King as an honored guest. With the strong support of the Manchurian Qing, Wisdom King will not need to worry about the other three sects."
Jiu Mozhi's heart was moved, thinking that if he could really form an alliance with the Manchurian Qing, then he would have more confidence in fighting against the Mongolians. After the trip to Yanjing, he would discuss with the Emperor of the Song Kingdom, and then the three countries would unite …
"In that case, I will rely on you two to put in a good word for me in front of the Emperor." Having made up his mind, Jiu Mozhi put his palms together and bowed respectfully.
"Great monk, since you are busy with your country's affairs, why are you still holding me and Miss Wang?" On the side, Duan Yu had been circulating his Qi to break through his meridian points, but unfortunately, his foundation was shallow. He had a strong inner force, but he could not use it. In the end, his whole body was sore and numb.
"I heard that this intermittent young master knows the world's number one sword technique, the Six Pulse Divine Sword, and this Miss Wang is also familiar with the world's martial arts. I believe that the Emperor will welcome you very much." Wei Xiaobao could not bear to let Wang Yuyan go. He swore in his heart, 'Who cares if you are the Crown Prince of Dali or not? When you return to the capital, when you are in my territory, do you think I won't be able to deal with you?'
Jiu Mozhi did not intend to let her go, but Wei Xiaobao's words were exactly what he wanted. "What does Prince Song think?"
"I have no objections." Song Qingshu turned around and glanced at Wang Yuyan. "Miss Wang, you can rest assured. I owe you a great favor in the past, so I will definitely protect you."
Wang Yuyan forced a smile. She knew that Wei Xiaobao was Wei Xiaobao's companion, and his martial arts were not as good as Jiu Mozhi's. He was already trying his best to say this.
"A few days ago, I heard that Lord Wei has already negotiated an alliance with the Kingdom of Song. Looking at the date, you should be on your way back to Yan Jing. Why are you near Gusu?"
Wei Xiaobao looked embarrassed. Song Qingshu then told him about how he was chased by Blood Knife Ancestor and how Shandong's Yuan Chengzhi was eyeing him.
After listening, Jiu Mozhi smiled confidently. "Now, with me and Prince Song by your side, we can go to any dragon's pool or tiger's den. Lord Wei, please rest assured."
Song Qingshu felt the same way. He thought that unless an expert like the Nameless Holy Monk personally assassinated him, with Jiu Mozhi's strong thigh and himself, there was really no need to be afraid of anyone.
This time, Wei Xiaobao's spirit was immediately lifted. He thought to himself, 'Although I don't know any bullsh * t martial arts, fortunately, I have many friends who are skilled in martial arts, hahaha …'
Mu Wanqing had long noticed the beautiful woman standing behind Song Qingshu. She could not help but ask, "Dog … Brother Song, who is this?"
Just now when she heard her call herself Song QingShu's wife, Shui Sheng rolled her eyes and a plan came to her mind. Tenderly and timidly she pulled Song QingShu's arm and said in an incomparably sweet voice, "Song Lang, this Gu is the legendary Hua Kui who sells her skills but not her body.
"My sworn brother is now the most trusted person of the Manchurian Qing Emperor," Song Qingshu pulled Wei Xiaobao over and said, "The Manchurian Qing Empire is the only country that has the upper hand against the Mongols. Now that Emperor Kangxi is recruiting martial arts masters in Jianghu, why don't King Ming come back to Yan Jing with us? With Xiaobao's recommendation, the Emperor will definitely treat King Ming as an honored guest. With such a strong ally like the Manchurian Qing, King Ming won't have to worry about the other three sects."
Jiu Mozhi's heart was moved. He thought, 'If I can really become allies with the Manchurian Qing Empire, the east and the west will work together, and I will have more confidence in fighting against the Mongols. After the trip to Yan Jing, I will discuss with the Emperor of the Song Kingdom, and then the three countries will unite …'
"If that's the case, I will rely on you two to put in a good word for me in front of the Emperor." Having made up his mind, Jiu Mozhi put his palms together and bowed respectfully.
"Great monk, since you are busy with your country's affairs, why are you still holding me and Miss Wang?" On the side, Duan Yu had been circulating his Qi to break through his acupoints. Unfortunately, his foundation was shallow, and he could not use his powerful inner force. In the end, his entire body was sore and numb.
"I heard that this intermittent young master knows the world's number one sword technique, the Six Pulse Divine Sword, and this Miss Wang is also familiar with the world's martial arts. I believe that the Emperor will welcome you very much." Wei Xiaobao could not bear to let Wang Yuyan go. He swore in his heart, 'Who cares if you are the Crown Prince of the Great Li or not? When you return to the capital, when you are in my territory, do you think I won't be able to deal with you?'
Jiu Mozhi did not intend to let her go, and Wei Xiaobao's words were exactly what he wanted. "What does Prince Song think?"
"I have no objections." Song Qingshu turned around and glanced at Wang Yuyan. "Miss Wang, you can rest assured. I owe you a great favor in the past, and I will definitely protect you."
Wang Yuyan forced a smile. She knew that Song Qingshu was Wei Xiaobao's companion, and his martial arts were not as good as Jiu Mozhi's. He was already trying his best to say this.
"A few days ago, I heard that Lord Wei has already discussed the matter of forming an alliance with the Song Kingdom. Looking at the date, you should be on your way back to the Yan Capital now. Why are you near Gusu?"
Wei Xiaobao looked embarrassed. Song Qingshu then told him about how he was chased by Blood Knife Ancestor and how Shandong's Yuan Chengzhi was eyeing him covetously.
After listening to Wei Xiaobao, Jiu Mozhi revealed a confident smile. "Now, with this poor monk and Prince Song by your side, even if you are a dragon's pool or a tiger's den, you can rest assured, Lord Wei."
Song Qingshu felt the same way. He thought that unless an expert like the Holy Monk Nameless personally assassinated him, with Jiu Mozhi's strong thigh and himself, there was really no need to be afraid of anyone.
This time, Wei Xiaobao's spirit was immediately lifted. He was secretly pleased with himself. 'Although I, Xiaobao, don't know any bullsh * t martial arts, fortunately, I have many friends who are skilled in martial arts, hahahaha …'
Mu Wanqing had long noticed the beautiful woman standing behind Song Qingshu. She could not help but ask, "Dog … Brother Song, who is this?"
Just now when she heard her call herself Song QingShu's wife, Shui Sheng rolled her eyes and a plan came to her mind. Tenderly and timidly she pulled Song QingShu's arm and said in an incomparably sweet voice, "Song Lang, this Gu is the legendary Hua Kui who sells her skills but not her body.
"My sworn brother is now the most trusted person of the Manchurian Qing Emperor," Song Qingshu pulled Wei Xiaobao over and said, "The Manchurian Qing Kingdom is the only country that has the upper hand against the Mongols. Now that the Kangxi Emperor is recruiting martial arts masters in Jianghu, why don't you return to the Yan Capital with us, King Ming? With Xiaobao's recommendation, the Emperor will definitely treat King Ming as an honored guest. With such a strong ally like the Manchurian Qing, why do you need to worry about the other three sects?"
Jiu Mozhi's heart skipped a beat. He thought, 'If I can really form an alliance with the Manchurian Qing Kingdom, the east and the west will work together, and I'll have more confidence in fighting against the Mongols. After the trip to the Yan Capital, I'll discuss this with the Emperor of the Song Kingdom, and when the time comes, the three countries will unite …'
"If that's the case, I'll rely on the two of you to put in a good word for me in front of the Emperor." Having made up his mind, Jiu Mozhi put his palms together and bowed respectfully.
"Great monk, since you're busy with your country's affairs, why are you still holding me and Miss Wang?" At the side, Duan Yu had been circulating his Qi to break through his acupoints. Unfortunately, his foundation was shallow. He had a strong inner force, but he could not use it. In the end, his whole body was sore and numb.
"I heard that this intermittent young master knows the world's number one sword technique, the Six Pulse Godly Sword, and this Miss Wang is also familiar with the world's martial arts. I'm sure the Emperor will welcome you very much." Wei Xiaobao could not bear to let Wang Yuyan go. He swore in his heart, 'Who cares if you're the Crown Prince of the Great Li? When you return to the capital, when you're in my territory, do you think I won't be able to deal with you?'
Jiu Mozhi did not intend to let her go, but Wei Xiaobao's words were exactly what he wanted. "What does Prince Song think?"
"I have no objections." Song Qingshu turned around and glanced at Wang Yuyan. "Miss Wang, you can rest assured. I owe you a great debt of gratitude in the past. I'll definitely protect you."
Wang Yuyan forced a smile. She knew that Wei Xiaobao was Wei Xiaobao's companion, and his martial arts were not as good as Jiu Mozhi's. He was already doing his best by saying this.
"A few days ago, I heard that Lord Wei has already negotiated an alliance with the Song Kingdom. Looking at the date, you should be on your way back to the Yan Capital. Why are you near Gusu?"
Wei Xiaobao looked embarrassed. Song Qingshu then told him about how he was chased by Blood Knife Grandmaster and how Yuan Chengzhi from Shandong was eyeing him covetously.
After listening to Wei Xiaobao's story, Jiu Mozhi revealed a confident smile. "Now, with me and Prince Song by your side, even if it's a dragon's pool or a tiger's den, you can rest assured, Lord Wei."
Song Qingshu felt the same way. He thought that unless an expert like the Holy Monk Nameless personally assassinated him, with Jiu Mozhi's strong thigh and himself, there was really no need for him to be afraid of anyone.
This time, Wei Xiaobao's spirit was immediately lifted. He was secretly proud of himself. 'Although I don't know any bullsh * t martial arts, fortunately, I have many friends who are skilled in martial arts, hahahaha …'
Mu Wanqing had long noticed the beautiful woman standing behind Song Qingshu. She could not help but ask, "Dog … Brother Song, who is this?"
Just now when she heard her call herself Song QingShu's wife, Shui Sheng rolled her eyes and a plan came to her mind. Tenderly and timidly she pulled Song QingShu's arm and said in an incomparably sweet voice, "Song Lang, this Gu is the legendary Hua Kui who sells her skills but not her body.
"My sworn brother is now the most trusted person of the Manchurian Qing Emperor," Song Qingshu pulled Wei Xiaobao over and said, "The Manchurian Qing Empire is the only country that has the upper hand against the Mongols. Now that the Kangxi Emperor is recruiting experts from Jianghu, why don't you return to Yan Jing with us, King Ming? With Xiaobao's recommendation, the Emperor will definitely treat King Ming like an honored guest. With a strong ally like the Manchurian Qing, King Ming won't have to worry about the other three sects."
Jiu Mozhi's heart was moved. He thought that if he could really become allies with the Manchurian Qing Empire, the east and the west would work together, and they would have more confidence in fighting against the Mongols. After the trip to Yan Jing, he would discuss with the Emperor of the Song Kingdom, and then the three countries would unite …
"If that's the case, this humble monk will rely on the two of you to put in a good word for me in front of His Majesty." Having made up his mind, Jiu Mozhi put his palms together and bowed respectfully.
"Great monk, since you're busy with your country's affairs, why are you still holding me and Miss Wang?" Duan Yu had been circulating his Qi to break through his acupoints, but unfortunately, his foundation was shallow. He had a strong inner force, but he couldn't use it. In the end, his entire body was sore and numb.
"I heard that this intermittent young master knows the world's number one sword technique, the Six Pulse Divine Sword, and this Miss Wang is also familiar with the world's martial arts. I'm sure His Majesty will welcome you very much." Wei Xiaobao couldn't bear to let Wang Yuyan go. He swore in his heart, 'Who cares if you're the Crown Prince of Dali or not? Once you're back in the capital, in my territory, do you think I won't be able to take care of you?'
Jiu Mozhi didn't plan to let her go, but Wei Xiaobao's words were exactly what he wanted. "What does Prince Song think?"
"I have no objections." Song Qingshu turned around and glanced at Wang Yuyan. "Miss Wang, you can rest assured. I owe you a great debt of gratitude in the past. I will definitely protect you."
Wang Yuyan forced a smile. She knew that Wei Xiaobao was Wei Xiaobao's companion, and his martial arts were not as good as Jiu Mozhi's. He was already trying his best to say this.
"A few days ago, I heard that Lord Wei has already negotiated an alliance with the Song Kingdom. Looking at the date, you should be on your way back to Yan Jing. Why are you near Gusu?"
Wei Xiaobao looked embarrassed. Song Qingshu told him about how he was chased by Blood Knife Ancestor and how Shandong's Yuan Chengzhi was eyeing them covetously.
After listening to Wei Xiaobao, Jiu Mozhi smiled confidently. "Now, with me and Prince Song by your side, even if you're in a dangerous place, you can rest assured, Lord Wei."
Song Qingshu felt the same way. He thought that unless an expert like the Nameless Holy Monk personally assassinated them, with Jiu Mozhi's strong thigh and himself, there was really no need to be afraid of anyone.
This time, Wei Xiaobao's spirit was immediately lifted. He was secretly proud of himself. 'Although I don't know any bullsh * t martial arts, fortunately, I have many friends who are skilled in martial arts, hahahaha …'
Mu Wanqing had long noticed the beautiful woman standing behind Song Qingshu. She could not help but ask, "Dog … Brother Song, who is this?"
Just now when she heard her call herself Song QingShu's wife, Shui Sheng rolled her eyes and a plan came to her mind. Tenderly and timidly she pulled Song QingShu's arm and said in an incomparably sweet voice, "Song Lang, this Gu is the legendary Hua Kui who sells her skills but not her body.
"My sworn brother is now the most trusted person of the Manchurian Qing Emperor," Song Qingshu pulled Wei Xiaobao over and said, "The Manchurian Qing Empire is the only country that has the upper hand against the Mongols. Now that the Kangxi Emperor is recruiting experts from Jianghu, why don't you return to Yan Jing with us, King Ming? With Xiaobao's recommendation, the Emperor will definitely treat King Ming like an honored guest. With a strong ally like the Manchurian Qing, King Ming won't have to worry about the other three sects."
Jiu Mozhi's heart was moved. He thought that if he could really become allies with the Manchurian Qing Empire, the east and the west would work together, and they would have more confidence in fighting against the Mongols. After the trip to Yan Jing, he would discuss with the Emperor of the Song Kingdom, and when the time came, the three countries would unite …
"If that's the case, this humble monk will rely on the two of you to put in a good word for me in front of His Majesty." Having made up his mind, Jiu Mozhi put his palms together and bowed respectfully.
"Great monk, since you're busy with your country's affairs, why are you still holding me and Miss Wang?" Duan Yu had been circulating his Qi to break through his meridian points, but unfortunately, his foundation was shallow. He had a strong inner force, but he couldn't use it. In the end, his entire body was sore and numb.
"I heard that this intermittent young master knows the world's number one sword technique, the Six Pulse Divine Sword, and this Miss Wang is also familiar with the world's martial arts. I'm sure His Majesty will welcome you very much." Wei Xiaobao couldn't bear to let Wang Yuyan go. He swore in his heart, 'Who cares if you're the Crown Prince of Dali or not? Once you're back in the capital, in my territory, do you think I won't be able to deal with you?'
Jiu Mozhi didn't plan to let her go, but Wei Xiaobao's words were exactly what he wanted. "What does Prince Song think?"
"I have no objections." Song Qingshu turned around and glanced at Wang Yuyan. "Miss Wang, you can rest assured. I owe you a great debt of gratitude in the past. I will definitely protect you."
Wang Yuyan forced a smile. She knew that Wei Xiaobao was Wei Xiaobao's companion, and his martial arts were not as good as Jiu Mozhi's. He was already trying his best to say this.
"A few days ago, I heard that Lord Wei has already negotiated an alliance with the Song Kingdom. Looking at the date, you should be on your way back to Yan Jing. Why are you near Gusu?"
Wei Xiaobao looked embarrassed. Song Qingshu then told him about how he was chased by Blood Knife Ancestor and how Yuan Chengzhi from Shandong was eyeing him covetously.
After Jiu Mozhi finished listening, a confident smile appeared on his face. "Now, with me and Prince Song by your side, even if you're a dragon's pool or a tiger's den, you can rest assured, Lord Wei."
Song Qingshu felt the same way. He thought that unless an expert like the Holy Monk Nameless personally assassinated him, with Jiu Mozhi's strong thigh and himself, there was really no need for him to be afraid of anyone.
This time, Wei Xiaobao's spirit was immediately lifted. He was secretly proud of himself. 'Although I don't know any bullsh * t martial arts, fortunately, I have many friends who are skilled in martial arts, hahahaha …'
Mu Wanqing had long noticed the beautiful woman standing behind Song Qingshu. She could not help but ask, "Dog … Brother Song, who is this?"
Just now when she heard her call herself Song QingShu's wife, Shui Sheng rolled her eyes and a plan came to her mind. Tenderly and timidly she pulled Song QingShu's arm and said in an incomparably sweet voice, "Song Lang, this Gu is the legendary Hua Kui who sells her skills but not her body.
"My sworn brother is now the most trusted person of the Manchurian Qing Emperor," Song Qingshu pulled Wei Xiaobao over and said, "The Manchurian Qing Empire is the only country that has the upper hand against the Mongols. Now that the Kangxi Emperor is recruiting experts from Jianghu, why don't you return to Yan Jing with us, King Ming? With Xiaobao's recommendation, the Emperor will definitely treat King Ming like an honored guest. With such a strong ally like the Manchurian Qing, King Ming will not need to worry about the other three sects."
Jiu Mozhi's heart was moved. He thought, 'If I can really become allies with the Manchurian Qing Empire, the east and the west will work together, and I will have more confidence in fighting against the Mongols. After the trip to Yan Jing, I will discuss this with the Emperor of the Song Kingdom, and when the time comes, the three countries will unite …'
"If that's the case, this humble monk will rely on the two of you to put in a good word for me in front of the Emperor." Having made up his mind, Jiu Mozhi put his palms together and bowed respectfully.
"Great monk, since you're busy with your country's affairs, why are you still holding me and Miss Wang?" Duan Yu had been circulating his Qi to break through his acupoints, but unfortunately, his foundation was shallow. He had a strong inner force, but he could not use it. In the end, his entire body was sore and numb.
"I heard that this intermittent young master knows the world's number one sword technique, the Six Pulses Divine Sword, and this Miss Wang is also familiar with the world's martial arts. I believe that the Emperor will welcome you very much." Wei Xiaobao could not bear to see Wang Yuyan leave. He swore in his heart, 'Who cares if you're the Crown Prince of Dali or not? Once you return to the capital, to my territory, do you think I won't be able to deal with you?'
Jiu Mozhi did not intend to let her go, but Wei Xiaobao's words were exactly what he wanted. "What does Prince Song think?"
"I have no objections." Song Qingshu turned around and glanced at Wang Yuyan. "Miss Wang, you can rest assured. I owe you a great favor in the past, so I will definitely protect you."
Wang Yuyan forced a smile. She knew that Wei Xiaobao was Wei Xiaobao's companion, and his martial arts were not as good as Jiu Mozhi's. He was already trying his best to say this.
"This humble monk heard that Lord Wei has already negotiated an alliance with the Song Kingdom. Looking at the date, you should be on your way back to Yan Jing. Why are you near Gusu?"
An awkward expression appeared on Wei Xiaobao's face. Song QingShu then told him about how he had been chased by Blood Knife Ancestor and how Yuan Chengzhi from Shandong had been eyeing him covetously.
After listening, Jiu Mozhi smiled confidently. "Now, with this humble monk and Prince Song by your side, we can go to any dangerous place. Lord Wei, please rest assured."
Song QingShu had the same feeling. He thought that unless a powerful cultivator like the nameless holy monk personally came to assassinate them, with Jiu Mozhi's help and himself, they really didn't need to be afraid of anyone.
Wei Xiaobao's spirit was immediately lifted. He was secretly pleased. 'Although I, Xiaobao, don't know any bullsh * t martial arts, fortunately, I have many friends who are skilled in martial arts. Hahahaha …'
Mu Wanqing had long noticed the beautiful woman standing behind Song Qingshu. She could not help but ask, "Dog … Brother Song, who is this?"
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