Inside the Zuixian Tower.

Su Hang’s voice kept ringing.

The story about Jiumozhi, the ninth swordsman in the world, continues

“What you don’t know is that Jiumozhi was originally a Tibetan monk. As for how he mastered this flame sword technique, he also had some unique adventures.”

“This person has been extremely smart since he was a child and has a photographic memory.”

“When his father saw his extraordinary talent, he originally wanted him to study Buddhism and promote Buddhism.”

“But Jiumozhi was obsessed with martial arts and devoted himself to learning martial arts.”

“At that time, there were six DA sects in Tubo. Some of these sects were good and some were evil.”

“Among them, the Nyingma sect and the Black sect, where Jiumozhi belongs, are the most powerful. The two families are hostile to each other and will never stop fighting.”

“The black sect of Tubo saw that the Nyingma sect (Jiumozhi’s sect) was becoming more and more respected, and was unwilling to do so.”

“So he forged occult classics, used gods to deceive the people, imposed exorbitant taxes, and tried to control the entire Tubo region through brutal and vicious means.”

“So the two factions became enemies and fought for many years, but they could never decide the winner. This year, Jiumozhi was fifteen years old.”

“However���The sect became increasingly arrogant and coveted the property of Jiumozhi’s family, and killed fifteen members of his family. The leader of the Snow Mountain Dalun Temple of the Nyingma sect passed by this place, saved Jiumozhi from the tiger’s mouth, brought him back to the snow mountain, and escaped. dangerous situation”

“From then on, Jiumozhi’s pursuit of martial arts reached a point of madness in order to avenge his family.”

“However, the Nyingma sect mainly focuses on the study of esoteric books. In addition, ten years ago, the black sect attacked the Snow Mountain Dalun Monastery. Seven masters of the Nyingma sect were killed, and the sect’s top martial arts secret book, the flaming knife, was also missing. , so that the talents of the Nyingma sect withered and lost the strength to compete with the black sect.”

“Although Jiumozhi is a martial arts genius, he suffers from the lack of peerless martial arts. Although he practices diligently, he can only be regarded as a second- or third-rate figure in Tubo.”

“This year, the chief guru of the Nyingma sect who opened the forum to give sermons encountered a snowstorm and lost his way. He accidentally broke into the territory of the black sect and was detained. Although the Ningma Sect is determined to save the Black Sect, due to the insurmountable natural dangers of the Black Sect’s main altar, the entire sect is also powerless.”

“This year, Jiumozhi was only sixteen years old”

“Jiumozhi, who had just reached his weak years, considered himself to be elegant and eloquent, so he volunteered to go to Gangrenboqi, the main forum of the black sect, alone.”

“Although the Nyingma sect tried their best to persuade Jiumozhi, the future was slim and there was no return. To die for this again would be a redundant act.”

“But seeing that Jiumozhi was determined and had no other choice, he had to leave.”

At this moment, in Zuixian Tower, everyone’s eyes were focused on the high platform.

They listened carefully to every word Su Hang said, for fear of missing something.

What Su Hang said was both surprising and strange. These strange things are not only strange and strange, but also exciting and exciting.

After hearing this, Duan Yu felt unbelievable for a while, so he shrugged his shoulders and looked at Xiao Feng and A Zi. said:

“I never thought that the bad monk would have such a past…..”

“His family is ruined and he has a blood feud. He is a pitiful person to say the least.”

“But even though Mr. Su said this, I still don’t like that great monk.”

Although there were some complaints from time to time in the private room where Duan Yu was staying.

But everyone was not affected.

At this time, on the high platform, the story about Jiumozhi was still going on.

“It is said that Jiumozhi made up his mind to go to Kailash alone to rescue the master.”

“Although everyone in the Nyingma sect tried hard to persuade them, Jiumozhi had already made up his mind and would not listen at all.”

“Even if the future of going here is slim, even if there is no return, Jiumozhi will go there resolutely. When everyone saw this, they had no other choice but to let him go.”

“When Jiumozhi was led by the Black Sect members, he passed through the Qimen Stone Formation, a plank road, and narrow paths full of traps, and arrived at the top of the snow mountain. He couldn’t help but be shocked by the wonderful scenery in front of him.”

“The main altar of the Black Sect is built in a recessed part of the mountain wall. The main hall and the high eaves and pavilions are like hanging in the air, embedded in the cliffs. It can be described as thrilling and ingenious.”

“What is even more surprising to Jiumozhi is that the leader of the Black Sect is actually a Tibetan woman of similar age to himself, with blue eyes and fair skin, and a beautiful face.”

“This woman saw that Jiumozhi was seven feet and five inches tall, with a face like a crown of jade, lips as if they were greased, autumn water as a god, and muscles as ice and snow. She could definitely be said to be a peerless beauty.”

“He couldn’t help showing a lewd look in his eyes, and announced his family name”

“When Jiumozhi explained his purpose, the woman’s face darkened, and then she suggested that winning or losing should be determined by martial arts. Life and death should be determined by destiny, and the loser should obey the winner’s orders.”

“Jiumozhi originally wanted to influence this witch through esoteric classics, but seeing that she was a weak woman, he naturally didn’t take it to heart, so he happily agreed.”

“Unexpectedly, this demon goddess was so powerful that she beat Jiumozhi with just a few dozen moves and was unable to fight back. Jiumozhi had no choice but to clasp his fists and admit defeat, willing to accept the punishment.”

“Unexpectedly, the woman’s request was for Jiumozhi to stay in the Black Sect’s main forum and study the dual cultivation of Tantric Buddhism with her.”

Hearing the dual cultivation method of Tantric Buddhism,

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly became energetic and her whole face became radiant.

He turned around and said to Ximen Chuixue with a smile:

“Brother Ximen, cough cough…..”

“I think I need to tell you about this dual cultivation method! Ximen

Chuixue raised his eyebrows and asked with a puzzled look on his face:

“Why me?”

Ximen Chuixue is from the Ming Dynasty.

He has lived in Wanmei Villa since he was a child. In addition to practicing swordsmanship, he also studies the way of swordsmanship.

He often cares little about things outside the arena.

As for the distant Tubo and Tubo martial arts, it is even more out of reach. Seeing that Lu Xiaofeng was so interested, Ximen Chuixue was confused, but his friend was so enthusiastic and couldn’t refuse, so he had to endure it and let Lu Xiaofeng take a sip of wine and clear his throat. He said suggestively:

“Brother Ximen doesn’t know something”

“There is a distinction between single cultivation and dual cultivation of Tantric Kung Fu, and each of them is destined to be authentic. There has been endless disputes for hundreds of years.”

“However, because most of the stories passed down by Tantra practitioners are not from the same person, most of the people who follow him have an unrequited love for the interesting things in his room.”

“During this period, some guys who were greedy for bed pleasure improved it and actually created this incredible technique.”

“But what is certain is that this tantric method does have miraculous effects!”

“If Brother Ximen really cannot improve his swordsmanship,….It’s not that it can’t be considered…..”

Speaking of this, Lu Xiaofeng pretended to cough twice and said:

“After all, you are already in your thirties, so it’s time to ask for a wife!”

“In this way, since we can marry a wife, we can study secret techniques together, and our martial arts can also be greatly improved. Wouldn’t it be three birds with one stone?”

“I think the beauty half-lying on the railing is pretty good. As long as you are willing to aggrieve a little, step forward and say a few words, and the little girl’s heart will flutter, maybe it will be a good thing.”

Then Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyes and pointed gently at the location of the west wing.

At this moment, in the west wing, Dongfang Bubai was standing against the railing, looking very lazy but full of charm.

She was wearing a semi-transparent red dress. She was wearing a gauze skirt and had a peerless appearance.

There was a red mark on her forehead, and she looked pretty and aloof.

Ximen Chuixue finally understood what Lu Xiaofeng meant and said with disdain:

“If you, Lu Xiaofeng, want to pick up girls, go alone, but don’t take me with you.”

“For the sake of our close friendship, I would like to say one more thing, don’t mess with that woman. Lu

Xiaofeng raised her eyebrows and asked hurriedly:

“Brother Ximen, why is this? Ximen

Chuixue sighed and said:

“You are no match for her.”

Lu Xiaofeng:”……” ps: Please vote for some flower reviews. Thank you very much………

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