"First of all, I hope that Prince Ming can temporarily succumb to my sect of Shenhe Manor and assist my son for five years. After five years, it will be up to you whether Prince Ming will leave or stay!" He Xie said in a deep voice.
WTF?
Jiumozhi almost suspected that he heard wrongly.
"Sir, are you saying that you want the young monk to worship at the gate of Shenhe Village and assist your son?" Jiumozhi asked in disbelief.
"That's right!" He Xie nodded and stared into Jiumozhi's eyes, "Since King Ming regards my previous work as a reinvention, he will not be stingy in helping my son for only five years, right?"
Jiumozhi almost laughed out of anger. He felt as disgusting as if he had eaten a plate of dead flies mixed with raw maggots, a bowl of dung beetle braised noodles at his maternal home, and drank a pot of chicken pimple soup.
Is this person poisonous?
I, Jiu San Da, am below one person in Tubo and above ten thousand people. I am not only a majestic national master, but also the spiritual leader of all the people of Tubo. With such a noble status, you asked me to leave everything behind and run to a small village like yours.
Are you here to work as a bodyguard for your son?
What the hell do you think is so beautiful?
He had heard many times about repaying favors, but this was the first time it happened to him.
If Jiumozhi originally had three parts admiration, five parts gratitude and two parts fear for Murong Bo, then now, he is very disgusted.
Jiumozhi was silent for a while and said, "May I ask what the second thing you want to entrust to this young monk is?"
The tone was much colder, and even a deaf person could hear Jiumozhi's displeasure.
"Second, it has something to do with the successor of the Divine Sword to ward off evil spirits." He Xie seemed not to notice Jiumozhi's displeasure, "King Ming was defeated by the successor of the Divine Sword to ward off evil spirits. He must have hated this person deeply.
Bar?"
Jiumozhi was startled, this question...
It seems like he really doesn't hate He Xie that much.
He Xie tried to steal his limelight several times, scaring him with a sword that made him flee Dali in a hurry like a lost dog. But this person dealt with him in an upright manner every time. When he lost, he just felt that He Xie was powerful and his own skills
Just not as good as human beings.
Especially since he always felt that if He Xie's sword had not been merciful, how could he have been killed?
So his feelings for He Xie are very complicated, but when it comes to hatred, they really don't have much.
"Sir, do you want the young monk to deal with the successor of the evil-dispelling sword?" Jiumozhi asked doubtfully.
"That's right!" He Xie nodded slowly, "After Prince Ming joins Quan Zi's disciples, he must help Xiao'er get close to the successor of the evil sword as soon as possible, and make friends with this person at all costs, even if he has the wings of an eagle and a dog! If you can worship him,
Master, that would be even better!"
Jiumozhi sneered in his heart, it turned out that he was trying to plot someone else's swordsmanship.
"King Ming must convince Quanzi, go through all kinds of twists and turns with this person, and gain his greatest trust!" He Xie said, "Once the time is right, he will kill his person and take his name, and he will use his sword to seize his merit!"
In the last two sentences, He Xie deliberately looked ferocious and said that his murderous intention was fully realized.
Jiumozhi felt a chill in his heart. He really didn't expect that the gentle and gentle gentleman thirty years ago, Yue Zhi Yuanting's generation of martial arts master, would turn out to be so vicious and unbearable!
He is a martial arts fanatic, and his desire for peerless martial arts has reached a level of obsession. But he has never thought about taking away other people's martial arts and killing them!
And even if you rob or steal, it doesn't matter, but you first spend a lot of time and energy to deceive others' trust, and then stab them in the back. This kind of behavior far exceeds Jiumozhi's bottom line as a human being.
So despicable!
It was hard for him to imagine how Murong Bo had the nerve to say such vicious and shameless words so openly.
From this moment on, the last trace of goodwill Jiumozhi had for Murong Bo disappeared in an instant.
This is a poisonous snake, a beast that spits out its core and sprays venom.
Jiumozhi's face turned ugly, and he said: "Sir, you are taking it too much for granted! The successor of the Evil-Repelling Sword is not a fool. If he approaches him with bad intentions, how could he not see it? Besides, the Evil-Repelling Divine Sword
Unparalleled in the world, how could he easily spread such magical skills to outsiders?"
He Xie chuckled: "King Ming is overly worried! If it is impossible, how can I just say it? To be honest, after I heard that the evil sword reappeared in the world, I immediately set off to Dali to investigate. The result was that
, this person doesn’t care at all about the magical secrets that the world covets.”
He Xie used the perspective of a third person to get acquainted with Duan Yu, and then casually taught him the Beiming Magic Technique and Lingbo Weibu. He also talked about the exquisite heart-healing techniques he passed on to Xuan Bei.
Even Mu Wanqing, a woman whom he only met once, passed on a set of internal skills.
Of course, everything he said was obtained through investigation.
In the end, He Xie came to a "conclusion": "This person may feel that except for the evil sword, other martial arts in the world are not worth mentioning to him. Maybe he really has no sectarian views. No matter what the reason is, it is enough to explain.
As long as you gain his favor, it is not impossible to ask him to teach you the magic sword to ward off evil spirits."
"Really?"
Jiumozhi was shocked. In today's world, which sect's martial arts are not regarded as treasures and will never be passed on to others?
He once thought that Murong Bo was a high-minded, open-minded alien, but now he knew that this person was simply far-sighted and had ulterior motives.
"Could it be that the heir of the Evil-Repelling Sword has another agenda?" Jiumozhi asked suspiciously.
He Xie shook his head: "Probably not."
The conversation changed and He Xie said: "King Ming, if you can help me do these two things, it will be regarded as repaying the kindness of the past. From now on, you and I will not owe each other anything. Not only that, I can also personally take action for you.
Solve the worries of your life."
Jiumozhi was a little surprised and doubtful, and said: "Worried about life? Why did you say this?"
He Xie deliberately made his expression serious and said, "Will Prince Ming allow me to take my pulse?"
Jiumozhi was even more shocked and suspicious.
The pulse gate is definitely a taboo place for those who practice martial arts, just like the little widow's butt, others cannot touch it.
Murong Bo's originally tall image in his heart had completely collapsed. How could he leave his life in the hands of such a despicable villain?
"Mr. Murong has shown great care to me, and I am very grateful." Jiumozhi immediately refused without hesitation, "It's just that I know a little about Qihuang, and I know that I am healthy and have no illness or disaster, and I don't have any discomfort, so I won't bother Mr. Murong.
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He Xie sighed and said: "Prince Ming is cautious, I can understand it, but as the saying goes, the cause of the past is the result of today. Prince Ming has obtained many Shaolin stunts, but he does not devote himself to practice, but is eager to achieve success, and even uses the small Wuxiang Kung Fu to force him
On the surface, they are extremely powerful, but in fact they are incompatible with each other. In the past thirty years, I am afraid that the disaster will be so serious that it has already damaged the internal organs. If I don't take action, I am afraid that a catastrophe is coming, and life and death are only a matter of time."
When Jiumozhi heard this, he was immediately shocked and angry, and asked: "What kind of disaster is coming? Sir, I'm afraid your words are too alarmist!"
