Chapter 507

After all, Hatoyama Chi is an eminent monk who can control his emotions.

By this time, he had pressed all his shame to the bottom of his heart.

He Xie's eyes are full of fear.

What he was afraid of was not He Xie's martial arts, because he had never seen he Xie shoot at all.

He was afraid because he smelled the smell of the same kind from He Xie.

This is a master!

He was robbed by the young man twice. Was it an accident?

This is not!

Now this young man

Hatoyama Chi took a deep breath and slowly spit it out.

"The little monk has always admired the reputation of the dragon," said Jiu Mozhi, bending slowly with his hands folded. "It's a great joy to see Zhuang Yan Baoxiang today."

These words are both polite and ironic, but on the whole, they have exposed a small episode just now.

The monks of Tianlong looked at each other, their eyes were full of smiles, and their hearts were very happy. Hatoyama Chi was frustrated when he first came. Although it was just a verbal confrontation, it undoubtedly reduced the pressure in their hearts.

The abbot said, "please sit down, King Ming."

Hatoyama Chi thanked and sat down.

He Xie on one side also turned back and winked at Duan Yu with a smile. He was in a great mood at the moment. Just now he used the touch card and once touched the secret script of the six pulse divine sword from Duan Yu.

At the moment, his glass energy balance is 17120

In just a few days since he officially came to this world, he has spent nearly 30000 cups of energy in exchange for four martial arts: xiaowuxiang skill, ginseng and cooperation finger upgraded version, star shift and six pulse divine sword.

He Xie thought it was worth it. Next, what he wanted most was Qiao Feng's Dragon catching skill. For the rest, he didn't have to spend his wine to exchange it.

Duan Yu was excited and gave a thumbs up to He Xie. His eyes were full of worship.

The child is now a die hard fan of He Xie.

During the meeting, the two sides exchanged greetings and made a presentation, and Jiu Mozhi finally got to the point.

"I have a close friend in my life. He is from Gusu in the Song Dynasty. His compound surname is Murong and his single name is Bo." He sat on the futon in a calm tone and said slowly, "the little monk met Mr. Murong in the border area of Sichuan thirty years ago. He was instructed by him for a few days. He had a lot of doubts about his life. He also received Mr. Murong's gift of excellent martial arts secrets. He was deeply kind and kind. He dared not or forgot. He didn't want to leave the year. Mr. Murong returned to bliss in the West. The little monk didn't have a chance to report."

At this point, Hatoyama Chi shook his head with emotion and looked like a sigh.

Zen master Kurong said, "the king of Ming and Mr. Murong have an intersection, that is, fate. Since fate is exhausted, why force it?"

Jiumo Zhi smiled and said, "the Abbot's advice is indeed the most reasonable. It's just that the little monk is stubborn by nature. He has been closed for 40 days. It's always difficult to miss his good friend. When Mr. Murong talked about the world sword technique, he believed that the six pulse divine sword of Dali Tianlong temple was the first among the swords in the world. He wished he hadn't seen it, which was the greatest regret in his life. I promised to be Mr. Murong in the future... "

"National teacher, wait a minute!"

Just as Jiu Mozhi was about to get to the point and the faces of the monks in Tianlong Temple became dignified, suddenly a voice sounded and interrupted Jiu Mozhi's words.

As soon as Hatoyama's wisdom stagnated and followed his reputation, he was stunned, his eyes widened, and his heart clicked.

Again?

It's not He Xie who's talking?

He Xie looked serious and frowned. Looking at Jiu Mozhi, he said, "the first sword in the world, how can it be a six pulse divine sword? It's clearly the magic sword to ward off evil spirits! "

Jiumozhi looked at He Xie depressed for a long time, but he Xie just looked at him stubbornly, as if jiumozhi had insulted the first in the world in his mind.

"This is not what the little monk said," said Jiu Mozhi slowly. "It was Mr. murongbo."

"That won't work!" He Xie said solemnly, "the sword to ward off evil spirits is well deserved to be the first in the world, which is a recognized fact in the Wulin of the Central Plains. The national master is also a generation of eminent monks. How can he listen to rumors and spread them falsely? "

Recognized as the first in the world in the Wulin of the Central Plains?

Exorcism sword?

Why haven't I heard of it?

Jiumo Zhi is a little confused. Are you really ignorant?

Forget it. I'll find out later. Business matters.

"I'm a monk in a secluded place in Tubo. I haven't taken half a step in the Central Plains. If I offend, I hope Haihan." Hatoyama Zhi bowed slightly, saluted him with ten hands, and cast a warning look at He Xie - shut up!

He was afraid that he Xie would disturb him again. As soon as his voice fell, he couldn't wait to say: "the eldest husband has a word, and he has no regrets for life and death. Since I have this agreement with Mr. Murong, I'm determined not to break my promise. "

He Xie smiled and stopped at the good news.

He didn't mean to disgust Jiu Mo Zhi, nor did he mean to belittle the six pulse divine sword. Instead, he first threw out the name of evil ward divine sword to pave the way for the future.

Sometimes a preconceived impression is very important. For example, now all the monks in Tianlong Temple know he Xie's behavior. How can you think that he is purely a mouth gun?

As soon as he spoke, everyone was wondering what the evil spirit sword was?

And it would be better if they wanted to inquire.

It is estimated that at this time, Si kongxuan of Shennong sect has begun to spread his hands all over the world, focusing on Wuliang Mountain, and began to preach the rumor that the divine sword against evil is the best in the world.

When the whole Jianghu knows the news that the evil spirit sword is the best in the world, but everyone doesn't know what the evil spirit sword is, he Xie's sword will cause a hundred times a stir in the Jianghu at that time.

In fact, in later generations, he Xie's trick was casually seen through. It was nothing more than the hype of hunger marketing. It was not only not new, but also had little effect.

But now, it is absolutely the best way for He Xie to become famous.

"Since Mr. Murong has died of bliss, how can he covet human martial arts?" Zen master kuerong said slowly, "I'm afraid the national master's move is suspected of painting a snake and adding feet!"

"Since I am a close friend of Mr. Murong, I will inherit his legacy." With a firm look and a sonorous tone, Jiu Mozhi said, "today, the little monk must obtain the six pulse divine sword spectrum and burn it in front of Mr. Murong's grave to comfort his spirit in heaven!"

Hearing this, all the monks changed their colors one after another!

"The six pulse divine sword is a unique skill in our temple," Ben Shen said angrily. "How can you give it to each other with one word from the Ming king?"

Jiumozhi smiled and said, "I know this is the treasure of your temple. Of course, I don't dare to borrow it empty handed."

Then he slapped his hands three times.

Immediately, the door opened, and two red lamas outside the door carried a sandalwood box in and put it on the ground.

As soon as the sleeve of Jiu Mo Zhi's robe was brushed, the lid of the box opened without wind, and there was a shining gold box inside. Hatoyama Zhi leaned over and took out the gold box and held it in his hand with a complacent smile on his face.

But just then, the untimely voice that annoyed him sounded again.

"National teacher, is it a local product of Tubo in the box?" He Xie asked.

"Cough, cough..."

Suddenly, there was a cough in the room, and Duan Yu even laughed.

Jiumozhi's face twitched a few times. It's a special local product!

Can you hold your tongue?

What's the matter with you here?