Ten years in the cold window, only to find out that it is a martial arts

"Do you know Duan Yu?" Li Xianyu asked suddenly.

He was basically certain in his heart that the middle-aged monk in front of him was the Tubo national teacher Jiumozhi.

It's just...why became a beggar, which made Li Xianyu very curious.

As far as he knew, Jiumozhi was listed as one of the Four Heavenly Dragons in the original work of Tianlong.

It is basically possible to walk sideways if you don't encounter those few protagonists who are cheating.

He pretends to be aggressive everywhere, and only when he meets the protagonist will he be deflated.

With just one glance, Li Xianyu could see that Jiumozhi's meridians had all been severed, his skills had been completely lost, and he was not even as good as an ordinary person.

"Duan Yu?" Jiumozhi and the petite girl were all taken aback.

Immediately, the petite girl's eyes lit up, and she asked eagerly, "Do you know Duan Yu?"

"Eh?" Li Xianyu blinked, and it was the first time she looked at this woman squarely, her face was so cute and cute.

"Duan Yu and I are best friends, he once stabbed me in both sides." Li Xianyu said with a smile.

"Are you his best friend?" The pretty girl couldn't help but look at Li Xianyu. When she saw Li Xianyu's face, her pretty face turned red instantly.

"A good-looking man."

"Better looking than Duan Yu."

The delicate girl thought to herself, her heart pounding.

"I don't know who the girl is?" Li Xianyu asked curiously.

"My name is Zhong Ling, have you heard of it?" Zhong Ling looked at Li Xianyu expectantly.

"Zhong Ling..." A look of amazement flashed in Li Xianyu's eyes, and he couldn't help laughing immediately.

Zhong Ling also seemed to be Duan Zhengchun's daughter.

"A coincidence?"

Li Xianyu couldn't help touching his nose, and couldn't stop smiling.

He really never thought about deliberately searching for Duan Zhengchun's daughter.

But this fate, like God's destiny, can't be stopped.

"You know her?" Li Qinglu asked in a low voice, alarm bells arose in her heart.

"I've heard of it." Li Xianyu smiled lightly, "She is Duan Yu's biological sister."

"Ah?" Zhong Ling's eyes widened and he asked in surprise, "Whose sister do you think I am?"

Li Xianyu smiled and said: "Your mother Gan Baobao once had a relationship with Prince Duan Zhengchun, after she was pregnant with Prince Duan's child, he was ruthlessly abandoned by Prince Duan.

After that, your mother married your current father, Zhong Wanchou.

About this matter, Zhong Wanchou has always been very clear, that's why he hates Duan so much. "

Zhong Ling was dumbfounded.

She was really dumbfounded.

It happened so suddenly.

Li Xianyu ignored Zhong Ling, he was sure that Zhong Ling would take the initiative to talk to her later.

After all, this life experience is indeed too bizarre.

"Master, I heard from Duan Yu that there is a Tubo national teacher whose Buddhist name is Jiumozhi." Li Xianyu looked at Jiumozhi and said with a smile.

Jiumozhi was silent for a while, then nodded slowly, and said, "That's right, the poor monk is the Jiumozhi that Prince Duan Yu said."

"According to what Duan Yu said, Master, your strength is so unpredictable that you can wipe out Tianlong Temple by yourself. You are so powerful, how could you end up in such a situation?"

Li Xianyu was really curious about this.

This is the mountain city of Xining, and he vaguely felt that Jiumozhi's end may be related to Li Qiushui or Murong Fu, or he may have accidentally followed the ways of those 36 cave masters and 72 island masters.

"The benefactor is absurd. The strength of the poor monk in the past is far inferior to the eminent monks of Tianlong Temple." Jiumozhi shook his head, and then sighed softly, "In the past, the poor monk has been sitting in the well and watching the sky, Yelang is arrogant, thinking that his strength is the best in the world. Few enemies.

But I don't know that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

That day, the poor monk came here and met a person whose strength was much higher than the poor monk. "

Speaking of this, Jiumozhi didn't say any more.

About that woman...he was too ashamed to say more.

Li Xianyu blinked, and asked suddenly: "The person you met must be a woman."

"Huh?" Jiumozhi suddenly raised his head and looked at Li Xianyu.

Li Xianyu smiled and said, "It's still a woman in white clothes."

"You...know her?" Jiumozhi's expression changed.

"The woman in the white dress?"

Li Qinglu's eyes flickered slightly. For some reason, she thought of her imperial grandmother, Li Qiushui... her imperial grandmother loved wearing a white palace dress the most.

...

Western Regions, Northern Desert.

White Camel Mountain.

in a stream.

The ascetic monk touched the scar on Li Qiushui's face with his right hand, and wisps of gentle Qi penetrated into Li Qiushui's scar.

"Who the hell are you...?"

Li Qiushui stared at the ascetic monk, an unconcealable horror flashed in his eyes.

The true energy of this ascetic monk can actually dissolve her scars.

You must know that the scar on her face was left by that woman Wu Xingyun. Before the scar formed, Wu Xingyun's unique true energy had always been raging at the wound.

So much so that no panacea could heal the wound on her face, only leaving this ugly scar.

The ascetic monk didn't reply, and quietly helped Li Qiushui repair the scar.

After a while.

The ascetic monk withdrew his hand, a smile appeared on his face.

Li Qiushui immediately leaned over, taking advantage of the moonlight, to look at the reflection in the stream.

The face that was originally ugly due to the existence of scars became smooth, and the long-lost beauty was restored.

Li Qiushui couldn't hide the excitement and joy in his heart.

After appreciating for a while, she stood up and looked at the ascetic with enthusiasm.

"You healed my face." Li Qiushui expressed gratitude, and his voice was extremely soft and charming.

The ascetic monk clasped his hands together and said, "The benefactor has always been like this. The poor monk just took away the benefactor's obsession."

"I want to repay you." Li Qiushui said softly.

The ascetic monk looked at Li Qiushui, and slowly said: "If the donor must repay, he should repay the Buddha. It is the Buddha who guided the poor monk to come here."

"Repay Buddha? How do you want me to repay?"

"Amitabha, the temple where the poor monk lives, still lacks a saint..."

Chapter 254 You...you...what nonsense are you talking about?

Xining Mountain City, a corner of the street.

"Master, everything is fate."

Li Xianyu looked at Jiumozhi and said with a smile, "Did you ever steal a Taoist secret in Taihu Lake?"

Jiumozhi's expression changed again, and he looked at Li Xianyu in horror.

"You...you...how do you know?"

Some time ago, he grabbed Duan Yu to go to Yanziwu in the depths of Taihu Lake, but he was trapped in Taihu Lake. Later, he happened to meet Li Qingluo and his party.

After that, Jiumozhi quietly sneaked into Li Qingluo's luxurious big boat, and followed him to Mantuo Mountain Villa. By chance, he witnessed the old monster Ding Chunqiu teaching Li Qingluo's little non-phase kung fu.

Afterwards, he stole the Little Formless Skill.

Li Xianyu's smile became more mysterious, and he continued: "That unique skill is called Xiao Wuxiang Gong, right?"

Jiumozhi's face became more and more shocked, and his heart was filled with unspeakable shock.

"Little Wuxianggong?"

At this time, Li Qinglu, who had never spoken, whispered, with surprise in her eyes.

As far as she knows, Xiao Wuxiang Gong is the unique talent of her imperial grandmother, and only a few members of the royal family in Xixia have been taught it.

Li Qinglu is one of them.

"Small Wuxiang Gong is the unique skill of the woman who abolished your martial arts." Li Xianyu sighed, and said, "It's really a peck and a drink."

Jiumozhi couldn't calm down anymore.

The little formless skill that I secretly learned turned out to be that woman's unique skill!

After a long time.

"Amitabha, that's how it is."

Jiumozhi uttered the Buddha's name, and a look of relief flashed across his face.

Before that, he had been resentful, his heart was full of resentment towards the woman in white, he felt that he was too wronged, and he was raped by that woman for no reason.

It even forced him to violate the great precept of Buddhism!

At this moment, after listening to the young man in front of him, he finally understood that the woman in white didn't come to him for no reason, but because he first stole his magical skills.

"So, the poor monk is not wronged."

Jiumozhi sighed secretly.

Since he lost all his skills, his temperament has become much more open-minded.

"Master staying here, is there any difficulty?" Li Xianyu asked warmly.

Jiumozhi paused, shook his head, and said: "The poor monk was too obsessed in the first half of his life, and even violated the great Buddhist precepts. For the rest of his life, he wants to be an ascetic monk to atone for his sins."

"Is that so." Li Xianyu looked at Jiumozhi and asked in a deep voice, "Can your legs still move freely?"

Jiumozhi nodded slightly, and said, "Yes."

"That's good." Li Xianyu smiled.

Or the strength is high enough, and the horizon has been broadened. Facing this Tubo national teacher, Li Xianyu didn't have any conspiracy and calculations, and even faintly felt like an old friend reunited.

If Jiumozhi's legs were crippled, he would be willing to help him heal.

Only with legs can I go home.

After chatting for a few more words, Li Xianyu left.

He did not identify himself.

Not that necessary.

In the future, there is a high probability that there will be no intersection with this Tubo national teacher.

Zhong Ling followed behind Li Xianyu and Li Qinglu, staring at Li Xianyu's back all the time.

"Who is he, and why does he feel like he knows everything?"

Zhong Ling was muttering in his heart.

Not for a while.

Li Xianyu deliberately led Li Qinglu to live in the inn where he used to live.

Zhong Ling blatantly lived next door to Li Xianyu's and Li Qinglu's room, and, as soon as he moved in, he knocked on the door of Li Xianyu's room.

It was Li Qinglu who opened the door.