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But Xiao Xuan nodded, and greeted the little monk next to him.

"That's why Mr. Duan also has a rough fate."

"Come on, Xu Zhu, tell this Mr. Duan about the four elements of your Buddhist school are all empty."

Xu Zhu raised his head in a daze, couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"This benefactor, although the fate of this little monk is completely opposite to yours, his fate is also very ill-fated. The four elements are all empty..."

Before the words finished, Xiao Xuan waved his hands directly and said, "Forget it, you two still don't know who is comforting the other."

Duan Yu smiled wryly, sat on the stool weakly, and muttered after a while.

"I was just talking casually just now."

"I didn't expect that I actually became a mortal!"

"Since Mr. Xiao knows so much about our Duan family in Dali, he must know who my biological father is?"

Xiao Xuan nodded lightly, and said with a straight face.

"Even if Young Master Duan is not Duan Zhengchun's biological son, he is still a member of the Dali royal family."

"Your biological father is also of royal blood."

"As for who it is, Mr. Duan can ask your mother Dao Baifeng for verification in the future."

"However, Xiao wants to remind you that your father will face a catastrophe in the future, Mr. Duan should take precautions as soon as possible, especially the Gusu Murong family."

"That's all for now, Mr. Duan, please do it yourself."

Duan Yu's biological parents were almost all forced to death by Murong Fu.

At that time, not only Duan Zhengchun and his wives were present, but also Duan Yu's biological father Duan Yanqing.

It was also at that time that Duan Yanqing knew that he had a son in this world.

At this time, people in the inn picked up the melon seeds in their hands one after another. Others certainly didn't think it was a big deal, and even thought that the melon seeds today were not bad.

Not everyone can hear this kind of No. [-] melon in the rivers and lakes.

"Brothers, do I think people in this royal family are so happy? There are a lot of wives and a bunch of daughters, but it turns out that my son is not my own!"

"Hiss... a large-scale palace fighting drama, interesting!"

"Should I say it or not, how did Zhengchun manage to be merciful during this period?"

"People say that they will have to pay back sooner or later. I didn't expect the Dali royal family to be a romantic father and a son to pay off the debt!"

"What, haven't you heard that these younger sisters are not real younger sisters, and they all became Prince Duan's concubines in the end. This is all because of the love that father has for his son."

"Well, I'm afraid that my son can't find a wife. Is this considered to be stocking up in advance?"

"Tsk tsk... I thought that little monk was miserable enough, but I didn't expect this young man to be even worse!"

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Duan Yu stared blankly at Xiao Xuan, didn't speak for a while, his body slumped on the chair, he was already dazed, but Jiumozhi next to him put his hands together.

"Amitabha, if Mr. Duan thinks about the rest of his life, I am willing to save Mr. Duan!"

"Presumably the old benefactor of the Murong family will be very happy to meet you down there!"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Xuan shook his head, seemingly unintentionally, but picked up the wine glass and said calmly.

"Hey, some people are still counting money for their enemies when they are dying."

Jiumozhi frowned slightly, and looked at Xiao Xuan puzzled, "Mr. Xiao, what is the meaning of this?"

Xiao Xuan didn't speak, but glanced at the empty wine glass lightly, thoughtfully.

Seeing this, Jiumozhi smiled faintly.

"Mr. Xiao, I don't know if the little monk is related to him?"

"Can you also count the hexagrams for me?"

Xiao Xuan smiled, nodded and said.

"of course."

Xiao Xuan also knew about Jiumozhi's affairs, and he even said that Jiumozhi's original heart was not bad, it was just that he woke up relatively late.

"Since the national teacher is a Buddhist and a Tubo national teacher, with profound knowledge, he must have heard of the eight monsters in the Shinto."

"Then the national teacher should also know that among the eight monsters in the Shinto, there is a monster called Garuda, which is a monster that specializes in eating dragons. It can eat one big dragon and five hundred small dragons every day."

"But every time Garuda eats a dragon, a little bit of toxin will be left in his body, until the accumulation of toxin becomes bigger and bigger in the end, causing him to explode and die."

Jiumozhi nodded, knowing this.

Although Jiumozhi is a martial idiot, the person who can become a national teacher not only has explosive force value, but also has a brain. He has long known the eight monsters in the Shinto.

It's just that I don't know what Xiao Xuan meant when he mentioned Garuda at this time, so he didn't understand.

"Mr. Xiao, is this related to the monk?"

Xiao Xuan nodded, then said.

"Doesn't the national teacher feel that he is very similar to this Garuda?"

"I first practiced the Little Formless Kungfu, and forcibly practiced the Yi Jin Jing. The national teacher's martial arts are superb. Why can't I understand that it is not martial arts that are strong, but people?"

"The national teacher went to Tianlong Temple in Dali to snatch the Six Meridians Divine Sword this time. He must have heard of the prestige of the Six Meridian Divine Sword."

"But this six-meridian sword is really so powerful, why can the national teacher snatch Mr. Duan out of Dali Temple so easily?"

"After practicing the Little Formless Kungfu, the national teacher forcibly practiced the Shaolin Temple's Yi Jin Jing and 72 unique skills. It can be used, but the 72 unique skills are somewhat nondescript."

"In other words, if the Yi Jin Jing is really so powerful, wouldn't the best in the world be monks from Shaolin Temple?"

"National teacher, martial arts, you can chew as much as you want."

Jiumozhi frowned slightly, nodded after a while, feeling horrified.

Mr. Xiao looked to be in his early twenties, but his vision was really ruthless and unique.

He had this problem very early on.

He practiced the Little Formless Kung Fu and the Yi Jin Jing, but there was no progress in his cultivation.

This troubled him a lot.

Those top masters are already famous all over the world even if they are practicing.

But when it came to him, it turned the cart before the horse.

Jiumozhi sighed, and then asked.

"Hey..."

"Mr. Xiao is absolutely right!"

"But what is the reason Mr. Xiao said that death is imminent?"

How to practice martial arts, this does not need others to judge, Jiumozhi has his own ideas.

If he was given another set of martial arts cheats, he would still choose to practice.

Because he wants to become stronger!

Xiao Xuan nodded, and said after filling a glass of daughter's red.

"Don't worry, when it comes to the bloody disaster of the national teacher, I have to talk about the cause and effect relationship."

"The national teacher is actually not a bad person, but he is too affectionate and righteous, which leads him to get into a dead end."

"But has the national teacher ever thought about whether the people who helped you are the ones who harmed you?"

At this time, although Duan Yu beside him said that he couldn't accept his complicated life experience for a while, he couldn't help mumbling beside him when he heard Xiao Xuan say that Jiumo Zhi valued love and righteousness.

"Mr. Xiao actually said that this evil monk values ​​love and righteousness? I'm afraid he miscalculated?"

Xiao Xuan smiled lightly, waved his hands and said.

"Mr. Duan, whether a person values ​​love and righteousness, don't look at how others evaluate him, but how he treats you?"

"The national teacher kidnapped you, so to you, it is naturally an evil monk, but the national teacher kidnapped you to avenge Murong Bo, right?"

Jiumozhi couldn't help widening his eyes, and looked at Xiao Xuan in surprise.

He said in his heart that Murong Bo was indeed kind to him, no one knew about this, only he himself knew.

How did Xiao Xuan know?

Is it really calculated?

"Mr. Xiao really has a clever plan. The little monk and the senior Murong Bo of Gusu Murong did have a few encounters many years ago."

"Moreover, senior Murong Bo has the kindness to rebuild this little monk."

"Few people know about this matter. Mr. Xiao is so clear just by pinching his fingers, he is really a god!"

Xiao Xuan shook his head helplessly, "What about the old man?"

"Alright, I'll explain it to you in detail."

"The national teacher is too attached to love and righteousness, just because Murong Bo gave you the Little Wuxiang Gong more than ten years ago, and then gave you the Yi Jin Jing, which made you feel grateful."

"You don't know that it was he who killed you."

I saw a hostility suddenly rose in Jiumozhi's eyes, he stared at Xiao Xuan, his clasped hands started to make fists slowly, obviously he guessed someone's tail.

"what!"

"Mr. Xiao, this matter is not nonsense!"

"If it weren't for Senior Murong Bo, this little monk wouldn't be able to get to where he is today!"

"Furthermore, senior Murong Bo passed away many years ago, no matter how prestigious Mr. Xiao is, this little monk will never allow anyone to slander him!"

This time Xiao Xuan nodded, and echoed, "That's true."

Seeing Xiao Xuan nodded, Jiumozhi heaved a sigh of relief.

He said in his heart that Murong Bo's old benefactor has passed away, so of course there is no way to verify what others say.

But he will never allow anyone to slander him!

"You're right, if it wasn't for Murong Bo, you wouldn't be reduced to where you are today."

"First of all, you have to know that Murong Bo didn't want to teach you the Yi Jin Jing, but at that time his youngest son Murong Fu was still very young and couldn't learn such advanced martial arts, so he had to pass it on to you."

"When the time is right in the future, you will pass this Yi Jin Jing to his son Murong Fu."

Jiumozhi narrowed his eyes slightly, with a bad expression on his face, he said inwardly.

Mr. Xiao has made up his mind to talk about old Murong Bo, right?

"Murong Bo's old benefactor is kind to this young monk, and besides, he taught me the Yi Jin Jing itself, so it is reasonable for me to return it to Murong Fu."

Xiao Xuan took a deep look at Jiumozhi, and said in his heart that this person is really hopeless.

But this Murong Bo is also very powerful, this Jiumozhi is not a fool, he was deceived like this abruptly.

"Master, are you really sure that Murong Bo is dead?"

"What if you see him again one day in the future?"

"Mr. Xiao, do you mean that old benefactor Murong Bo is not dead?" Jiumozhi looked at Xiao Xuan in astonishment, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

But it immediately occurred to him that if Xiao Xuan still said that Murong Bo had harmed him, then what he said probably wouldn't be credible.

To be able to explain the matter of Duan Yu so thoroughly, I am afraid that he has already studied Duan Yu.

But Murong Bo's old benefactor is acting strangely, how can ordinary people understand it through research?

Xiao Xuan smiled, didn't say anything, just continued talking.

"Whether Murong Bo is really dead, the National Teacher will know in the future."

"I just hope that the national teacher will not be unable to realize himself by then."

"The reason why Murong Bo harmed you is to talk about the Yi Jin Jing."

"In Shaolin Temple, the basic condition for practicing the Yi Jin Jing is to comprehend Buddhism. Only those who have comprehended more Buddhism can practice."

"The martial arts in Yi Jin Jing are mysterious and profound, and every move can hurt people, and it is extremely hostile."