Chapter 69 Hiding a secret

The palm force hit the stone wall behind him, leaving a deep cut.

There are some burn marks around the blade.

Murong Ji was stunned. This is a flaming sword? ! ! It is really powerful!

He remembered that this was the secret of Tantric Buddhism, right?

Murong Ji looked at Jiumozhi's technique and the strange palm power and knife shadow. Not only was the speed extremely fast, but the power was also great.

Monk Ku Rong suddenly handed over a scroll.

Murong Ji was a little confused. After taking the scroll, he asked, "Master Ku Rong, this is..."

"Master Murong and my Duan family have a close relationship. Whether we can maintain our reputation this time depends on Master Murong."

Murong Ji frowned slightly, glanced at the scroll in his hand, and chuckled, "Master Kurong, this Jiumozhi is using the name of my grandfather..."

"It's alright, Master Murong, please do as you please. If... just think that we are blind."

Murong Ji glanced at everyone in Tianlong Temple with a smile, knowing that he had been recognized and that after practicing Six Meridians Divine Sword, no one would bother him anymore, which was a good thing for him.

However, Murong Ji felt that it was a bit absurd. He had planned so hard, but in the end, it was all in vain...

"Okay, in that case, I will definitely live up to the Master's high expectations."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji grabbed Duan Yu's shoulder, pulled him back a few steps, opened the scroll and started reading.

This is the general outline of the Six Meridians Divine Sword. The transformed internal forces contained in the six internal organs are different things after all, and there will be conflicts. Even if you are careful, there will be danger to your life.

With this outline, you almost don't have to worry about these issues.

Murong Ji calmed down and thought carefully about the contents of the general outline, which gave him a sense of order.

When the six kinds of sword energy are not in use, they remain in the internal organs. Once they are used, they are a bit like the six realms of reincarnation, without any competition or struggle, but in good order.

Murong Ji thought of the characteristics of the six internal organs: "draining but not storing" and "full but not full."

The same is true for the sword energy. In Murong Ji's understanding, it is like the "waste" after refining the internal energy, which is transformed and discharged by the six internal organs and then used to kill the enemy.

[This sword technique is indeed incomplete! ]

After reading it, Murong Ji looked at Monk Kurong. Only then did he understand that if Jiumozhi had not come here, he would never have seen this general outline.

Monk Kurong's meaning was very clear, he wanted him to help Duan Yu avoid the disaster.

Now someone is eyeing the Six Meridians Divine Sword. If Duan Yu uses it, he will definitely be kidnapped, for example, Jiumozhi.

In Duan Yu's current state, no matter how high his internal strength is or how strong his swordsmanship is, he cannot compare to Jiumozhi's experience.

No matter how talented a person is, he still needs time to grow.

"Duan Yu, come and practice!"

An inner force spread silently. Murong Ji turned his head and looked over. Master Ku Rong said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I will buy time for you later."

Monk Ku Rong turned his two fingers upside down and pointed them directly behind him. This was Dali's One Yang Finger.

Murong Ji nodded and began to explain to Duan Yu the general outline of the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

Duan Yu’s aptitude is indeed good, his ability to understand is extremely outstanding, and he got the hang of it quickly.

Unfortunately, the time was too short and he was not proficient at all. Coupled with the lack of combat experience, he did seem a bit clumsy.

"That's enough. You just need to practice more in the future." Murong Ji turned and walked out of the corner, only to see Jiumozhi standing alone against six Tianlong Temple masters. He was not at all inferior to them, and even suppressed them slightly.

The formation formed by six people tightly surrounded Jiumozhi in the middle.

There is a saying that two fists cannot beat four hands, but in Jiumozhi, there is no sign of weakness at all.

He was able to handle the close attacks from six people with ease.

After watching for a while, Murong Ji's face gradually became solemn. This Jiumozhi's combat experience was absolutely off the charts. Among the people he knew, only Qiao Feng and Murong Bo could surpass him in combat experience.

[It’s only a matter of time before these six people are defeated. 】

"Master Murong, are you sure?"

Master Kuruo's face was serious and solemn at this time, but Jiumozhi's fighting power was beyond their expectations.

Murong Ji frowned and said, "I'll give it a try. If I really can't win, please forgive me, Master."

Kurong sighed slightly, "Don't worry, Master Murong. Whether this succeeds or not, my Tianlong Temple will remember your favor."

Monk Kurong was talking about Tianlong Temple, not the Duan family of Dali. This is very important. If anything happens in the future, it will be the people from Tianlong Temple who will take action.

He is a first-rate master, not just any ordinary person.

"Murong Ji, you must do your best."

Then he strode out, walked behind the six people, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "How about letting me have a fight with you, sir?"

Hearing Murong Ji's voice, the fight was temporarily stopped. Jiumozhi glanced at the six people surrounding him and sneered.

He turned to look at Murong Ji and asked with a smile: "May I ask who you are?"

"I am Murong Ji, from the Gusu Murong clan."

Jiumozhi's face changed, thinking to himself that something was wrong. He had a serious face, but then he smiled brightly. He put his hands together, holding the Buddhist beads, and lowered his head slightly.

"I heard that Mr. Murong has two sons. I guess my nephew must be Mr. Murong's second son."

Murong Ji's face looked a little ugly. Logically speaking, as an elder, he should not have performed the ceremony, but this guy did it anyway. He must have had bad intentions!
Murong Ji bowed deeply, "Junior, I am honored to meet the Imperial Master. It is a blessing for my father to have a friend like the Imperial Master."

Jiumozhi's face darkened, and he could guess what was going to happen next even with his eyes closed.

“But, thank you for your concern, Imperial Master. As a son, I should take my father’s last wish to heart. So, I have come here in person to learn the Six Meridians Divine Sword to comfort my father’s spirit in heaven.” Murong Ji clasped his fist towards the sky.

Then he said, "Thank you, Imperial Master, for thinking of my father."

Jiumozhi understood the implication that this was his family affair and he didn't need to interfere.

Jiumozhi pinched his Buddhist beads and immediately came up with an idea in his mind, "The one who has been doing things outside the Murong family has always been the eldest son Murong Fu, but there is no news about the second son."

"My dear nephew, you are hiding very well."

Murong Ji smiled. This was a question of his identity. What a pity. "Since the State Master has said this, why don't we go to Yanziwu together?"

Jiumozhi, what are you doing here? It's obvious that the Six Meridians Divine Sword is just an excuse. However, if you want to come back after leaving Tianlong Temple today, the meaning is very different.

I went to challenge them, but nothing happened. That's something to talk about.

Jiumozhi laughed out loud, "Don't worry, after we get the Six Meridians Divine Sword, we will go to pay homage to Mr. Murong together."

(End of this chapter)