At this moment, a loud voice came from Lake Tai outside the window, "Tubo's national master, Jiu Mozhi, the head of the Great Wheel Temple of the Great Snow Mountain, is here to visit my old friend Murong. Why don't you show yourself?"
Mu Qingxiao's eyes flashed. Jiu Mozhi was finally here. It was worth waiting for him for so long.
Jiu Mozhi was naturally intelligent and had a photographic memory. He was obsessed with martial arts. After receiving the secret teachings of Tubo and being taught the "Flaming Blade" by the Guru of the Nyingma Sect, he swept through Tubo and shocked the western border. His skills and knowledge had reached the grandmaster level. He had great wisdom and was proficient in Buddhism. Every five years, he would open a forum to preach.
Later, he became friends with his cheap father, Murong Bo, and exchanged the "Flaming Blade" cultivation formula for Shaolin's supreme art.
Jiu Mozhi was arrogant and conceited. He was obsessed with martial arts and pursued the highest level of martial arts. On the surface, Jiu Mozhi was kind and friendly. In fact, he was insidious and cunning. In order to achieve his goals, he would do anything. He had also repeatedly launched sneak attacks.
As the Protector of Tubo, Jiu Mozhi was dedicated to serving the country. He went to Dali alone and tried to steal the secret "Six Pulses Sutra of Sutra of Six Pulses Sutra of Sutra of Six Pulses. He also showed the" Formless Finger of Disaster "," Flower-pinching Finger ", and" Doro Leaf Finger "to shock the monks.
He used the "Flaming Blade" to challenge the Six Pulses Sutra of the monks of Tian Long Temple. It led to a battle of invisible blades.
However, the sword manual was destroyed and Jiu Mozhi became enemies with Tian Long Temple. Jiu Mozhi took the Baoding Emperor of Dali hostage, Duan Yu. In the end, the "Flaming Blade" was no match for the Six Pulses Sutra of Six Pulses Sutra of Six Pulses Sutra of Six Pulses Sutra, but Duan Yu was captured by Jiu Mozhi.
Mu Qingxiao and the others looked over and saw a small boat on the lake in the distance.
On the small boat, there was a monk wearing a yellow frock. He was less than fifty years old, and he was wearing plain clothes and straw shoes. There was nothing special about him, but his face was in high spirits. There seemed to be a faint light flowing around him. He was carrying a young man dressed like a young master.
Mu Qingxiao knew that Jiu Mozhi had captured Duan Yu alive, and brought Duan Yu, a living Six Pulses Shen Jian Gu, to be cremated. His main purpose was to go to Huanshi Shui Ge to read the Murong family's secret Wulin books.
It just so happened that Duan Yu was also captured. If he wanted the Six Pulse Swordsmanship, he would have to go through him. Although Jiu Mozhi was also a master, Mu Qingxiao was not afraid of him.
Mu Qingxiao used her Yin and Yang inner energy to speak, "Guests from afar, Gusu's Murong is here."
As soon as he said that, Jiu Mozhi, who was on the lake, was delighted. He used his inner energy to control the small boat and flew towards the Musical Cottage. The small boat stopped steadily in front of the cottage. Jiu Mozhi grabbed Duan Yu and strode onto the shore.
"Greetings, Jiu Mozhi is here to visit my old friend, Murong Bo. May I know where Mr. Murong Bo is?"
Mu Qingxiao sighed and said, "My father has passed away, and I am Murong Fu."
Jiu Mozhi was shocked and grieved. "How is this possible? Many years ago, Mr. Murong Bo and I were still practicing the martial arts of the world. Who would have thought that after so many years, we would be separated by Yin and Yang. It's really sad …"
Mu Qingxiao sneered in his heart. This Jiu Mozhi was really good at pretending. If he wasn't familiar with the plot, he would have been fooled by him. If he was in modern times, it would be hard for him not to win an Oscar.
Then his gaze fell on Duan Yu. He really had a good appearance. He was very handsome and had the taste of a young man.
Mu Qingxiao was sizing up Duan Yu. He was thinking about how to get the Six Pulse Godly Sword. Duan Yu's gaze was fixed on Wang Yuyan. He couldn't help but murmur, "Fairy sister!"
Wang Yuyan sat beside Mu Qingxiao. Her beautiful eyes looked at Duan Yu in surprise. She secretly said, "Why does this young master keep staring at me? I hope cousin won't be angry."
Jiu Mozhi was sad for a moment. He wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and threw Duan Yu in front of Mu Qingxiao, "Although my old friend has passed away, I have an agreement with Murong Bo. I have already obtained the Six Pulse Godly Sword Manual for him. He has allowed me to enter Huanshi Shui Pavilion to read the scriptures for a few days."
"This old monk has heard that Huanshi Shui Pavilion of the Murong family is the gathering place of the world's martial arts. It has the title of the world's Hidden Scriptures Pavilion. There are countless wonderful martial arts and scriptures inside. They are even more complete than the original martial arts. Is it possible for this old monk to take a look?"
Hearing this, Mu Qingxiao had a plan in his heart. This Jiu Mozhi was the national teacher of Tubo. If he had his help, it would be easier to restore the country and become the emperor. However, this person was very cunning and was not easy to deal with.
Mu Qingxiao shook his head and said, "Master has traveled thousands of miles from the Snow Mountain to exchange for my father's promise. Murong Bo should be grateful, but my father has already passed away for dozens of years. Without any evidence, even Murong Bo doesn't know if what you said is true or false."
Jiu Mozhi was stunned and hurriedly said, "Everything this old monk said is true. If there is even half a lie, let me suffer the pain of Avici hell and never be reincarnated!"
Mu Qingxiao frowned and said, "Of course, Murong Bo believes what Master said, but …"
Jiu Mozhi saw that Mu Qingxiao was in a difficult position and his face darkened, "Young Master Murong, I, Jiu Mozhi, did not hesitate to offend the emperor and ministers of Dali. I defeated the high monks of Tian Long Temple alone to obtain the Six Pulse Godly Sword Manual. There is no need to say more about the dangers involved."
"Today, it's fine if you don't let this old monk enter Huanshi Shui Pavilion, but you are the son of Mr. Murong Bo. You should fulfill your promise to Mr. Murong Bo. Otherwise, don't blame Jiu Mozhi for being rude."
Mu Qingxiao fell into deep thought. Although he was confident in his own strength, he was not stupid enough to offend a grandmaster. Moreover, he still needed Jiu Mozhi's help to restore his country.
The two foxes, one old and one young, were secretly calculating in their hearts.
Jiu Mozhi thought to himself, "It wasn't easy for me to fulfill my promise to your father. Although he's already dead, I can't let my efforts go to waste. Whether you want this Six Pulse Godly Sword or not, I must go to Huanshui Pavilion today to take a look."
Mu Qingxiao sighed and said, "Master, it's not impossible to read the manual in Huanshi Shui Pavilion, but …"
When Jiu Mozhi was on Lake Tai, he felt that this Murong Fu's inner strength was very gentle. This control was incredible. He knew that Nan Murong's reputation was not in vain.
Although he threatened just now, he was secretly regretting it. After all, this was the territory of the Murong family. When he heard Mu Qingxiao's words, he immediately smiled and said, "Young Master Murong, if you have something to say, please say it. This old monk likes straightforward people. Mr. Murong Bo was like this before this old monk was willing to make friends with him."
Mu Qingxiao smiled and said, "I am worried about the matters in Jianghu. My Murong family has been troubled recently. The death of Xuan Bei of Dali's Body Precepts Temple and the death of Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of A Gang of Beggars, are all blamed on me, Gusu Murong. It's hard for me to defend myself."
"I think there must be a villain secretly setting me up. I can't sleep and eat in peace!"
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