Jiumozhi suddenly felt the intention to retreat, and was ready to force Lu Zhi to fight with him, and then escape from the battle circle.

It would be even better if there was a forced tie in the end.

Jiumozhi, who was thinking like this, immediately used the same-death style of attack as soon as he struck hard. He gathered his true energy and attacked Lu Zhi with several moves in an instant. He only attacked but did not defend, with the intention of forcing Lu Zhi to retreat or fight with him.

Resist hard.

Looking at Lu Zhi's age, he is at least nearly twenty years younger than himself, so in terms of skill, he should be able to surpass him.

But when he and Lu Zhi's palms intersected, he realized that he was terribly wrong.

boom!

There was an explosion, and the surging energy suddenly turned into a strong wind and blasted out, blowing the monks' robes tightly against their bodies.

Then Jiumozhi's face suddenly turned red, and instantly turned pale. Even though he clenched his teeth, blood still kept pouring out of the corners of his mouth.

He only felt that his palm was like slapping against the roaring tsunami, and the slapping of his palm almost shattered his internal organs.

The blazing pure yang true energy was like the rising sun. Wherever it passed, his small phaseless skills melted away like ice and snow. The pure yang true energy rushed directly into his heart, almost knocking him out of the sky.

The inside is cooked!

This time, our Great Wheel Master could no longer forcibly restore his respect. The whole person was thrown away by the huge counter-shock force. He flew backwards for more than ten feet before he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

On the ground, he opened his mouth and vomited out a mouthful of boiling blood.

"Master National Preceptor!"

The few Tibetan warriors who were carrying the chariot for him could no longer sit still. They rushed over and helped Jiumozhi up from the ground. They all pulled out the scimitars hanging from their waists to guard him.

People around him looked at Lu Zhi warily.

However, Lu Zhi didn't want to kill Jiumozhi. After all, he was also the national counselor of Tubo. If he was killed like this, there would be trouble not only in Dali, but also in the Song Dynasty.

It's not a small diplomatic issue.

So Lu Zhi just glanced at the Tubo warriors lightly, and then ignored them.

"King Maharaja, have you finally come to your senses now? I never make alarmist remarks."

"You poof"

Jiumozhi, who had already been seriously injured, was ridiculed by Lu Zhi again. He suddenly felt filled with grief and anger. In his excitement, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Lu Zhi shook his head and said: "It seems that King Dalun Ming still doesn't understand what Ping Dao means. Do you think Ping Dao is mocking you by advising you to return to Daxueshan Temple to practice meditation?"

"How pitiful, Lord Dailunmei, you have buried the root of your misfortune deeply, but you still can't see through this. You just insist on insisting on the magical skills. Don't you know that you have fallen into a demonic obstacle and your life is in danger?"

Jiumozhi was stunned for a moment, then quickly asked: "What do you mean?!"

Lu Zhi didn't have anything to do with him, and said bluntly: "I mean, Prince Ming, your kung fu has been perfected."

"Whether it's the small phaseless skill you practice or the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, there are problems. You should have felt it yourself. Maybe you think it's just a small problem, but if you don't pay attention to it and find a way to remedy it,

, I’m afraid I won’t survive more than three years!”

Jiumozhi suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He was indeed aware of the issues Lu Zhi mentioned.

Needless to say, Xiao Wuxiang Kung Fu, he himself knew that when the person taught him this martial art, he must have left a backdoor.

So he has been looking for an opportunity to replace it with another magical skill for so many years, and he thinks he has found a way, which is Shaolin's Yi Jin Jing.

But there was also a problem with Shaolin's seventy-two stunts, which he had never thought of. He was also a little hesitant as to whether he should believe what Lu Zhi said.

"What Master Lu said, the poor monk couldn't understand."

Lu Zhi just smiled indifferently. Whether he believed it or not was entirely up to Jiumozhi himself. It was none of his business anyway.

"Okay, what King Ming thinks and decides is your own business, and Pindao has nothing to do with it. But today, you have to leave Dali immediately, and you are not allowed to come to Tianlong Temple to cause trouble in the future. King Ming feels that Pindao is so

What do you say?"

When he said the last words, Lu Zhi was already very angry and started to threaten him.

But Jiumozhi can only acquiesce. After all, what can he say if his skills are inferior to others? Unless one day, his martial arts skills reach a higher level and he regains his place with Lu Zhi, things will change.

Otherwise, when Lu Zhi is here, he will no longer be able to plot the Six Meridians Divine Sword in Tianlong Temple.

After a long silence, Jiumozhi finally had no choice but to give in: "This poor monk agreed to this matter."

Even though he was unwilling to do so, he had nothing to do now.

However, he is very scheming, and now he has only superficially agreed. If there is an opportunity in the future, or if something unexpected happens to Lu Zhi, I am afraid that he will break his promise in an instant and return to Tianlong Temple.

Jiumozhi finally left with deep reluctance and resentment. Lu Zhi watched him being carried away by the Tubo warriors on sliding poles. Only after they could no longer see their backs did he turn around and return to Tianlong Temple.

, reported with Zen Master Kurong.

Afterwards, he did not stay in Dali any longer. He just found Duan Yu and spent three days teaching him the Great Shift of the Universe. Then he left Dali directly and returned to the Song Dynasty.

He had already said at the beginning that borrowing the secret book of the Six Meridians Divine Sword was an exchange, but Zen Master Kurong didn't know whether he really didn't care, or he wanted Lu Zhi to always owe them Tianlong Temple and the Duan Family of Dali a great favor. In the end, he also

He did not accept the secret book of the Great Shift of the Universe.

So Lu Zhi simply found Duan Yu directly and taught him the Great Shift of the Universe. In this way, although the grudges and relationships may not be settled, at least Lu Zhi's thoughts were clear.

Another half month later, Lu Zhi returned to Bianliang. He had been out for more than a month this time, and it was time to go to Zhao Xu for business.

In addition, in the past month or so, the school bookstore should have collected another batch of Taoist books. He had to go and see if there was anything useful to him.

Lu Zhi had just returned to the school bookstore when Chen Mao rushed over and asked him about the situation as soon as they met.

He couldn't help but be in a hurry. Lu Zhi had been gone for more than a month, and not only had no news come back at all, but even his own whereabouts had been lost.

Except for the very beginning, when the local officials in Luoyang sent a letter saying that Lu Zhi had paid a visit to the chief helmsman of the Beggar Clan, there was no trace of him at all after that.

Chen Maodu suspected that Lu Zhi had found a place and traveled out for a month without investigating at all.

Fortunately, I gave him the gold medal given by Zhao Xu, and ordered officials from various states and counties along the way to fully cooperate with his investigation, but in the end none of them were used.

Lu Zhi raised his head and glanced at Chen Mao, then lowered his head and looked at the Taoist book he was holding in his hand: "We have investigated clearly. The wealthy people in the world who died tragically due to their own special skills recently were all killed by Murong Bo.

of."

"However, Ma Dayuan of the Beggar Clan died at the hands of his wife Kang Min and her adulterer Bai Shijing."

Chen Mao looked shocked and asked with some uncertainty: "Is this true?"

If it were true that Ma Dayuan's wife had an affair with Bai Shijing, the elder of the Beggar Clan, and then the two conspired to kill Ma Dayuan, it would be a huge scandal for the Beggar Clan.

"And that Murong Bo, isn't he already dead a long time ago? Why would he suddenly appear and kill people?"

Lu Zhi turned over a page in the Taoist book and said without turning his head: "It's just a fake death. He is now hiding in the Shaolin Temple, secretly learning Shaolin's stunts, and secretly planning Nao Shizi's plan to restore the country."

"If you want to induce him to show up, it's very simple. Just go to Yanziwu and arrest his son Murong Fu. If you spread the word, he will naturally be forced to show up."

"There is also the matter of Kang Min and Bai Shijing conspiring to assassinate Ma Dayuan. The inside story is quite deep and involves many things, including Qiao Fengqiao's gang leader and the poisonous woman Kang Min. It seems that she wants to use this matter to deal with him.
Chapter completed!