A board was slapped on the table, Dongfang Yu held a folding fan in one hand, shook her head and said: "Speaking of which, Shi Potian, with dozens of bronze medals on his body, went to the Xia Ke Island that everyone talked about. I don't know that this made the entire martial arts world frightened.
What does the Xia Ke Island look like? I can predict what will happen next and listen to the explanation next time."
"What are you doing? I just heard the interesting part and stopped." The diners in the audience shouted dissatisfied.
It is said that a few days ago, Dongfang Yu couldn't find a place to eat, but she happened to see a tavern. The storyteller was going back to his hometown because he was old. He had an idea and volunteered to come to the tavern to be a storyteller. As for what he was talking about? Then...
After a while, the person he started talking about was "Xia Ke Xing", a famous martial arts novel. Naturally, these people were fascinated by it.
Dongfang Yu ignored the screams of the diners in the audience, flicked the non-existent dust on her gown, and walked off the stage.
"Mr. Dongfang is really a great talent. These days, the business of our tavern is much better than before. To be honest, let alone these guests, even I can't wait for him to keep talking. This is really unbearable.", the tavern
The shopkeeper had a smile on his face.
The knight continued talking again and again, and naturally those addicted people refused to be absent. The business of the tavern was booming these days, and many people who had no place to sit were crowded in the corners and entrances of the tavern.
To listen to books.
"You're welcome, shopkeeper, I just use money to do things." Dongfang Yu smiled and walked to the backyard of the tavern.
Dongfang Yu's job is very simple. He talks about the knight's journey every day for about half an hour. The rest of the time, he just stays in the backyard and practices Beiming Magic and Lingbo Weibu.
For almost ten days, Dongfang Yu used the Beiming Divine Skill and Lingbo Weibu together, and finally felt the existence of internal power. By meditating and adjusting her breath every day, she could feel her internal power increasing. This also made Dongfang Yu full of enthusiasm for practicing Qigong.
With the increase of motivation, Beiming Shengong's execution route became more and more convenient, and Lingbo Weibu became very proficient.
On this day, the tavern was still very popular. Although there was still a cup of tea before Dongfang Yu's lecture started, the tavern was already overcrowded, and people were vying for seats just to wait for Dongfang Yu to come out.
On the street, a group of two people walked by. One of them was wearing a monk's robe. He looked about forty or fifty years old. He had a solemn appearance and looked like an eminent monk. The other one was a young man in his twenties.
, dressed as a scholar, looking very thin.
"Master, there is a tavern in front of you, and there are a lot of people there. If you want to force me to go to Mr. Murong's grave, you should let me eat and go on the road, right?" The young master, under the control of others, turned out to be exactly
That reputation.
"Okay, I'll take you here, Mr. Duan." Needless to say, the monk's identity is none other than the Tubo State Master Jiumozhi. Although his purpose is just for the Six Meridians Divine Sword, he is still an eminent monk who practices Buddhism intensively.
It's still easy to talk when I'm talking.
"A few of you, this young monk is here for the first time. I only want two bowls of plain noodles. Please give me a seat." He took Duan Yu and squeezed into the tavern and came to the table of several martial arts people. Although Jiumozhi said
He was modest, but he put his hand on the table and pressed it slightly, leaving a palm print of about half an inch.
Seeing this palm print, I knew I had met a master, so the few martial arts people at the table naturally gave up their seats more obediently.
The two of them sat down. Duan Yu looked at the unprecedentedly crowded tavern and was very curious: "I have been to so many taverns, but I have never seen anyone doing such a good business."
"Indeed, I am also very curious." Jiumozhi saw that the tavern was crowded with people even at the entrance. He was also surprised and curious in his heart. Looking at the appearance of these people, they all looked forward to it, and they didn't seem to be here to eat.
Come.
"Come on, come on, Mr. Dongfang is here..." Soon, everyone in the restaurant was excited.
Jiumozhi and Duan Yu followed the sound and saw a young man wearing a white Confucian shirt walking out holding a fan in one hand and a teapot in the other.
"Brother Dongfang?" Duan Yu was slightly startled when he saw the young master coming out.
"Oh? Mr. Duan, does he know the young master on the stage?" Jiumozhi's eyes flashed slightly.
"We had a chance relationship" and knew that Dongfang Yu would not be Jiumozhi's opponent, so Duan Yu didn't want to drag him into trouble.
Sitting on the stage, Dongfang Yu looked around and naturally saw Duan Yu and Jiumozhi. His eyes paused for a moment, then he looked away, cleared his throat, and continued to talk about the story of Xia Ke Xing, starting with Shi Potian going to Xia Ke Island.
.
The extremely poisonous Laba porridge, Shi Potian drank eight bowls in a row, and then revealed the truth about martial arts. In the cave of Xiake Island, Shi Potian learned the magical skills in the "Tai Xuan Sutra" because he didn't know the words, and then everyone was forced to
On an outlying island, Axiu and grandma followed their agreement and jumped off a cliff to die...
"Speaking of which, Grandma Shi is really strong-willed. When Bai Zizai went to Xiake Island, she said that if she didn't come back by the agreed time, she and Axiu would commit suicide together. Sure enough, she could do it, Shi Potian
A hundred feet away, can we save the grandfather and grandson? Let's hear the explanation next time...".
"What are you doing? It's over again?" Well, every day these diners feel that it's not the right time to stop.
"Master Dongfang, can you come and talk to me?" Dongfang Yu just stood up, but Jiumozhi suddenly invited him loudly.
"Okay." Dongfang Yu was neither humble nor overbearing. He turned around and sat down in front of Jiumozhi's table. The waiter came over and added a pair of bowls and chopsticks.
"Brother Duan, after seeing each other for a few days, I didn't expect that today I would be a prisoner, haha." After sitting down, Dongfang Yu raised his wine glass and joked to Duan Yu.
"Brother Dongfang, please stop making fun of me." Duan Yu looked embarrassed, a little embarrassed.
"Here, let me offer a drink to King Ming." Dongfang Yu raised his glass, but first offered it to Jiumozhi.
Jiumozhi didn't say anything about monks not being allowed to drink. Instead, he looked at Dongfang Yu with interest and said, "I wonder why Young Master Dongfang respects me?".
"I respect you because I admire you as a person. In the entire martial arts world, there are not many people that I admire, but Prince Ming is one of them." Dongfang Yu drank it down in one gulp and said.
"Brother Dongfang, you are wrong. This great monk went to my great ideal to snatch the Six Meridians Divine Sword. How can he be considered a good person and you still admire him?" Duan Yu couldn't accept Dongfang Yu's words and spoke.
said.
"Mr. Duan, I have said many times that I only want the Six Meridians Divine Sword to make an appointment with Mr. Murong. I will definitely not take a peek," Jiumozhi Baoxiang solemnly clarified.
"I just drank a glass of wine to show my loyalty to King Ming. Even if King Ming really covets the Six Meridians Divine Sword, his loyalty to Mr. Murong is still admirable." Dongfang Yu shook his head and smiled.
This is the truth. Although Jiumozhi said that he coveted the Six Meridians Divine Sword, he had defeated Murong Fu many times without killing him. This shows that he still cares about the care Murong Bo took for him. What's more, in the battle at Shaolin Temple, he faced
For the three brothers Qiao Feng and the four masters Xiao Yuanshan, Jiumozhi dared to stand up and fight alongside Murong Bo out of loyalty. This kind of loyalty is rare in the martial arts world.
"Brother Dongfang, don't be deceived by this monk. He talks nice, but in fact he is just using Mr. Murong as a cover to deceive me about Dali's Six Meridians Divine Sword." In Duan Yu's opinion, Jiu
Everything Mo Zhi did was just for the Six Meridians Divine Sword, so naturally he didn't believe how loyal he really was to Murong Bo.
"Mr. Duan, I have been very courteous along the way, but please don't force me to do anything harsh." Naturally, Jiumozhi didn't like these words. His face sank, he raised his palms, and an extremely hot and domineering aura emerged, as if
A ball of flame is Jiumozhi's own unique skill, the Flame Knife.
"King Ming, calm down, Mr. Duan is just complaining," Dongfang Yu said, paused, and asked as if to change the subject: "The book I just mentioned is called Xia Ke Xing. I don't know what King Ming thinks I said.
?”.
"Although I only listened to what Young Master said, I still think it's wonderful, especially the Taixuan Sutra. Is there really such a magical magical skill in the world? Even if you practice it wrong, you can become a top master? And in the end, you were killed by an unknown person.
The young man who is literate has learned how to read, and he is really making things up to people." Thinking of the story told by Xia Kexing just now, Jiumozhi was really interested in the "Tai Xuan Sutra" in the cave on Xia Ke Island.
"Prince Ming is here", Dongfang Yu smiled and shook his head.
"Oh? Master, what do you mean?" Jiumozhi asked in surprise.
"Many masters on Xiake Island all have different understandings of the Taixuan Sutra, but each of them is very strong when they practice it. How can it be summarized by simply practicing wrongly? There is a kung fu in the world, and there are thousands of ways to practice it.
, and can you still practice so well?”.
"Yeah, that makes sense." Not to mention Jiumozhi, even Duan Yu next to him couldn't help but nod his head after hearing this. Many other diners in the tavern also gathered around, pricking up their ears and waiting for Dongfang Yu's answer.
Immediately, Jiumozhi asked again: "Does the young master have anything to say?".