In the restaurant, everyone looked at Duan Yu with red lips and white teeth from time to time, and from time to time they looked at Li Zhige, who was tall and high-spirited, with thoughtful expressions in their eyes.
Duan Yu became even more anxious and quickly walked to Li Zhige.
Jiumozhi lifted up Duan Yu's collar and asked with a half-smile, "Master Duan, where are you going? The young monk wants you to write down the sword manual silently, but if you don't want to, then the young monk has no choice but to burn your living sword manual."
Duan Yu's legs were dangling in the air, he kept struggling, and he cursed angrily, "Jiumozhi, you can't even try to trick me. If you write down the sword manual silently, will I still have a way to survive? Do you really think that I am a fool?"
Jiumozhi put Duan Yu down, clasped his hands together, and said with a sincere face, "Master Duan, all I want from this young monk is to take the sword manual to pay homage to Mr. Murong's tomb, why should I hurt your life?"
Duan Yu ignored Jiumozhi, quickly ran to Li Zhige, and said urgently, "Brother Li, that great monk wants to kill me! He wants to capture me as a sacrifice. If you are unwilling to save me, , then I’m dead! At least we’ve met each other, Duan Yu knows that Brother Li is cold-hearted and not a bad person.”
"Brother Li, if you save me, Duan Yu will definitely repay you in the future."
Li Zhige lazily raised his eyes and said impatiently, "Li said, I don't know you. If you continue to pester me, I don't need the monk to take action. Li will kill you first!"
Duan Yu stiffened his neck, raised his head, looked at Li Zhige with a stubborn look, and said in a strong tone, "Everyone on the left and right is dead. If I let the great monk capture him as a sacrifice and burn him alive, it would be better for you to beat me to death." ”
"Aren't you going to kill me? Come on, give me a good time!"
Li Zhige's eyes flashed coldly.
Duan Yu is really impatient with life. He has already told him to ignore him, but he still dares to mess around!
"good."
"You are bent on seeking death, Li will grant you your wish!"
Li Zhige stood up, his tall and high-spirited body was extremely oppressive, and his aura was even more terrifying.
Duan Yuqing couldn't help but take two steps back, then pulled his neck and said forcefully, "Kill me! It's better to go and be a sacrifice if you kill me."
Li Zhige raised his hand and pressed down on Duan Yutian's spiritual cap.
Li Zhige didn't care about the protagonist, the son of destiny, or the prince of Zhennan in Dali. He only knew that this boy named Duan Yu made him very bored.
In the restaurant, the crowd pointed at Li Zhige and Duan Yu.
Li Zhige kills himself and will not be affected by the crowd.
not good!
This man really wants to kill Duan Yu!
Jiumozhi was keenly aware of Li Zhige's murderous intention. He jumped up and flew over, waving his hand to intercept Li Zhige's pressed palm.
Li Zhige's eyes squinted, his palm suddenly turned over, and he slapped his hand with a strong wind, blowing towards Jiumozhi.
boom!
The two palms collided with great force, and Jiumozhi flew backwards, falling from the second floor to the first floor, creating a deep hole in the floor.
On the second floor, the crowd staggered around, their eyes widened, their mouths opened wide, looking at the tall and high-spirited man in green shirt in disbelief.
On the floor of the first floor, Jiumozhi got up in a miserable state, raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of horror and a bit of fanaticism.
There are such masters in the world!
Martial arts can actually reach such a level of dominance!
I think that Jiumozhi is the Tubo national teacher and one of the eight great kings of Tantric Buddhism. He studied under the master of the Nyingma sect and learned the flaming sword, the supreme secret of Tantric Buddhism, so that he could sweep away Tibet and find no opponent throughout his life.
Later, Jiumozhi learned the Xiao Wuxiang Kung Fu and the Seventy-two Shaolin Skills. He considered himself to be one of the best masters in the world. He didn't want to be able to block this person's palm.
Looking at Li Zhige with fear and a bit of fanaticism in his eyes, Jiumozhi respectfully bowed to Li Zhige and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty takes action, just like the Buddha is angry. No mortal can resist it. Little monk If you are brave, please give me your name."
Li Zhige looked at the embarrassed Jiumozhi, with some admiration in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Li is not a Buddha. But you are an interesting monk. Since you are eager to seek martial arts, Li will not talk to you today." Calculate."
How should I put it? In Li Zhige's opinion, Jiumozhi was not a bad monk.
He is the Tubo State Preceptor and the Protector of Tantric Buddhism. He has a respected status, but he does not indulge in pleasure. Instead, he pursues martial arts. In order to pursue various magical skills, he would do whatever it takes, but his men had never hurt a single life.
Although this person is very greedy, he is also a martial arts idiot.
Human beings, who is not greedy?
Seeing that Jiumozhi's attitude was quite respectful, Li Zhige took the initiative regardless of him.
Downstairs, Jiumozhi stood up, put his hands together, and worshiped Li Zhige devoutly as if he were worshiping the Buddha. He stood up and took one step, then worshiped again, from the first floor to the second floor, and worshiped Li Zhige. forward.
Looking at Jiumozhi, who looked as pious as a fanatical believer, Li Zhige frowned.
Everyone in the restaurant was dumbfounded.
Duan Yu rubbed his eyes and muttered, "What a fool! This great monk was beaten into a fool!"
Jiumozhi ignored Duan Yu. He instantly lost interest in the Six Meridians Divine Sword. He looked at Li Zhige with pious eyes and said respectfully, "Disciple Jiumozhi admires your divine power. Please give me a chance. You can let your disciples follow your Majesty and listen to your Majesty’s teachings!”
After saying that, Jiumozhi knocked his head at Li Zhige's feet, making a dull sound.
Jiumozhi is a martial arts fanatic. He collects magical skills and special skills. He even goes to any lengths to deceive, kidnap, and rob people for the magical skills.
Before meeting Li Zhige, Jiumozhi wanted the Six Meridians Divine Sword, almost to the point of being obsessed with it.
After seeing Li Zhige take action, he instantly felt that the Six Meridians Divine Sword was no longer good because Li Zhige's martial arts was beyond his cognitive scope.
Li Zhige felt surprised, but also felt that Jiumozhi's actions were reasonable.
Looking at Jiumozhi in front of him, Li Zhige pondered for a moment and said, "Since you are sincere in martial arts, Li can give you some advice on three moves and two moves. It's just that you are the master of the Tubo Kingdom and the Mingwang of Tantric Buddhism. You Are you really willing to give up your noble status as a national teacher and a guardian king and become a servant behind Li? "
Jiumozhi raised his head, looked at Li Zhige with feverish eyes, tore off the Buddhist beads in his hand, and said firmly, "It doesn't matter if you don't worship this Buddha. From now on, there will be no Tubo master Jiumozhi in the world, and there will be no more Tantric Buddhism." King Ming.”
"Jiumozhi is just Jiumozhi, just a servant beside you!"
Li Zhige nodded, "Okay, since you are willing to give up your identity as national teacher and guardian king to follow Li as a servant, then Li will accept you."
Jiumozhi is very ambitious, and he will do anything for the sake of magical skills. If one day his martial arts surpasses Li Zhige, he may immediately rebel against him.
But as long as his martial arts does not exceed Li Zhige's, he will be Li Zhige's most devout believer and most loyal servant.
Li Zhige knew all this.
It's just that Li Zhige didn't think Jiumozhi could surpass him. Besides, he only promised to teach him martial arts, but he didn't promise to teach him all he had learned.
Jiumozhi stood behind Li Zhige. The crowd in the restaurant were whispering and looking at Li Zhige and Jiumozhi with curiosity.
Li Zhige ignored the whispers of the crowd and turned his attention to Duan Yu.
Being swept away by Li Zhige's gaze, Duan Yu took a few steps back, but his mouth was very strong, "If you want to kill or cut into pieces, it's up to you. If Duan Yu frowns, he's not a man!"
"Fool."
Li Zhige was too lazy to pay attention to him and slapped him from the air.
This time, Duan Yu's luck may have been exhausted, and no one jumped out to save his life. His eyes were frightened with a bit of regret, and his body was thrown out, hitting the outside of the restaurant hard.
