This person was none other than Jiumozhi, who had fought against Murong Fu several times.
After leaving Suzhou last time, Jiumozhi did not return to Tubo, but traveled around the famous mountains and ancient temples in the Song Dynasty. With his strong martial arts and Buddhist attainments, Jiumozhi was attracted by the locals everywhere he went.
The eminent monk was treated as a guest. When he arrived at Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain, he met the abbot Shen Shanren and his junior brother Shenyin Zen Master.
The man from Shenshan Mountain has great martial arts skills and is the youngest and most promising abbot of Qingliang Temple in history. People in the world call him and Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin Temple the two great Arhats: Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger.
After a contest between Jiumozhi and the people from Shenshan, the two of them felt that it was too late to meet each other. The martial arts books of Qingliang Temple were quite crude, and Jiumozhi even generously gave the other party a unique skill from the Shaolin School, which made Shenshan
The Master was very grateful, so brothers Shenshan and Shenyin also came to help Jiumozhi in this Zhenlong chess game.
As soon as Jiumozhi walked into the inn, he persuaded both parties to stop with the pure Buddhist lion's roar. This lion's roar is an extremely advanced martial art in Buddhism. It can not only inspire enlightenment, rescue people from the state of being possessed, but also frighten the enemy.
The mind plays the role of hurting and controlling the enemy.
However, Jiumozhi's lion's roar was obviously not loud, but to outsiders it sounded like a kind elder's well-intentioned advice. But when it fell into the ears of a few people in the battle group, it was like a thunderclap, causing the four people to
Everyone was shocked.
Ding Chunqiu's body moved, and his long sleeves fluttered as he stabbed Xuan Tong in the face. Xuan Tong was afraid of the poison in Ding Chunqiu's body and did not dare to come into contact with him. He quickly used a little maneuver to avoid the opponent's attack.
One blow. With this dodge, Ding Chunqiu instantly swung out of his position and dodged to the side, his figure flying like a fallen sycamore tree in early autumn, indescribably beautiful and unrestrained. Although everyone present was very fond of Ding Chunqiu.
Disdainful, but I couldn't help but admire in my heart: What a handsome Qinggong.
Seeing three monks with high martial arts come in, both parties were shocked. Especially Ding Chunqiu, he was even more surprised to find that the martial arts of the leading Tibetan monk was not inferior to his, and he suddenly felt fearful in his heart, and the Tibetan monk
The two monks from the Central Plains behind him were also obviously very skilled in martial arts and could be regarded as rare first-rate masters.
He suspected that the other party was the helper of several Shaolin monks. He was frightened and frightened. He thought to himself: The other monks were fine, but the leader of the Fan monks was really a headache for the old immortal. If these few bald donkeys joined forces, the old immortal would be in trouble.
I'm afraid I can only avoid the edge for the time being. In front of so many disciples, where do you want to put my face?
When Xuan Nan and others saw the three newly appeared monks, they were also very frightened. When they heard that the other party had told them to stop, they thought that if they could join forces with their brothers, they would be able to capture Ding Chunqiu, promote the power of Shaolin, and bring peace to the Central Plains.
The martial arts eliminates a harm, but the other party intervenes. Could it be that he is the helper of Old Monster Ding?
In this way, both parties thought that the other party was a master invited by the other party, so they forgot to take action for a while and looked at each other quietly, waiting for what the other party would say next.
In fact, Jiumozhi's appearance saved the lives of Xuannan and the other three. Ding Chunqiu's martial arts were already very high. With his real martial arts alone, he was able to fight the three monks for a long time without losing. He was also a dramatist.
The poison, if it really drags on, Xuannan and the others may not even know how they were tricked to death by the other party in the end.
Ding Chunqiu reacted quickly. After a quick glance, he knew that the other party was not in the same group as the three Shaolin monks. At most, he was just passing by to mind his own business.
So Ding Chunqiu immediately put on a warm smile and said: "May I ask this master where the treasure is? Are you here also for the Zhenlong chess game?"
Jiumozhi saluted and said: "I have heard the name of the old man Xingxiu for a long time. The young monk Jiumozhi was trained in Dalun Temple in Daxue Mountain in Tubo. He was trusted by the Lord of Tubo and entrusted him with the title of national teacher. These two are from Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain.
Abbot Shenshan and his junior brother Master Shenyin."
Jiumozhi didn't want to hurt anyone by calling him "Old Monster", but given his status, calling Ding Chunqiu "Old Immortal" would be a bit shameless, so he called him "Old Xingxiu" without offending him or losing his identity.
"You, the great monk, are quite interesting. Unlike those bald thieves from Shaolin Temple, who are both pedantic and unreasonable."
Ding Chunqiu felt a little happy when he heard Jiumozhi speak like this. After all, people in this world either couldn't beat him or were afraid of him, so they could only call him an old monster incompetently and angrily, or flatteringly call him an old immortal, such as
His group of disciples. In his opinion, these people are nothing more than ants, and the only difference is that they are annoying or unpleasant to look at.
But today, there was such a master whose martial arts skills were not inferior to his own, waiting for him as an equal, which suddenly made him feel a little fond of him.
Ding Chunqiu said with a smile: "It turns out that King Dalun Ming has arrived. I have been looking up to him for a long time."
Jiumozhi returned the gift, and then said to Xuannan and others: "Jiumozhi, the young monk, has met several senior fellow apprentices."
Seeing that the other party had great martial arts skills and a humble attitude, Xuannan and others did not dare to be disrespectful and quickly returned the courtesy.
Jiumozhi said: "Just now, from afar, I noticed that there were masters fighting here. I admire your martial arts so much, but I don't know why they broke up and started fighting?"
Xuannan said angrily: "Ding Chunqiu poisoned my Shaolin disciples for no reason. Master, do you think we should seek justice from Old Monster Ding?"
Ding Chunqiu snorted coldly: "This young Shaolin monk is short-sighted and offends the power of the old immortal. The old immortal only takes a slight punishment. I don't want you Shaolin disciples to be so helpless. The old immortal just took a little action and went to see your Buddha. You Shaolin sect
Martial arts are useless, my disciples are useless, can we blame the old immortal for being ruthless?"
Ding Chunqiu's cold words and sarcastic words made Xuannan and others turn pale with anger.
Jiumozhi calmly looked at Xu Qing's body beside him for a few times, and was shocked. He felt that Ding Chunqiu's poisonous skills had reached an unbelievable level, and he felt even more fearful.
Jiumozhi recited the Buddha's name to save Xu Qing. At the end, he said to the three Shaolin monks: "Brothers Buddha, I think everything is caused by fate and fate. This Shaolin disciple and the old man Xingxiu may have had an old grudge in their previous lives.
, so today there is such a calamity. Now this little master has passed away to bliss under the salvation of the poor monk. This can be regarded as the end of the old grudge. For the sake of the poor monk's face, how about a few masters stopping the two families and turning the hostility into friendship? "
The three of them, Xuannan, had been fighting with Ding Chunqiu for a long time. They had known for a long time that the other party was not a soft persimmon to be pinched. They wanted to give up with the other party, but they were hindering the face of so many juniors and could not get off the stage, so they had to bite the bullet and fight hard. Today
Seeing such an important figure like Jiumozhi coming to persuade me, I really wanted to sleep and someone brought me a pillow, so Xuannan snorted coldly and said: "For the sake of the Imperial Master, I'll let you go today. I'll let you go another day."
I will definitely not spare you if I meet you!"
Ding Chunqiu just sneered.
Ding Chunqiu said: "I wonder if the master came here also for the Zhenlong chess game? If so, Ding can team up with the master and compete in the chess game together.
Jiumozhi didn't want to get too close to this notorious old monster, but he didn't want to offend him, so he said vaguely: "The young monk has indeed received news about the deaf-mute old man Su Xinghe, and he has an affair with the two
Brother Buddha from Wutai Mountain went to Zhenlong Chess Game to have a look. This place is not far from the Deaf and Mute Valley, so it is a kind of fate to meet Donor Ding here."
Ding Chunqiu knew what the other party was thinking. Although he was angry, he did not want to offend a strong opponent again, so he said: "We are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away, who can say that it is not the case? I wonder if the master needs meat and wine. I will talk to Ding later."
How about a toast to the master?" As he said this, he was thinking that the opponent's martial arts was too strong to attack him. If he could find an opportunity to poison the opponent later, it would be great except for this powerful opponent.
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Jiumozhi knew that the other party had bad intentions, so he stepped back a few steps without leaving any trace: "The poor monk took the kindness of the donor Ding in his heart. Monks don't care about food and drink, so this wine should be thanked and not sensitive." As he said this, he thought.
But the question is: Could it be that Old Monster Ding also wants to learn martial arts from Mr. Congbian? In this case, I have to be careful.