The Song Dynasty was the king for thirteen years before he knew that he was Tianlong.

Chapter 83 Everyone uses their own methods
Eyes wide open.

The monk was stunned, Li Qingluo was full of anger, and Tong Guan's mouth twitched.

"Amitabha!" The monk placed one palm in front of his chest and hid the other hand holding the cloth bag behind his back.

"Madam, I am honored to be here."

Li Qingluo's eyes were blazing with fire, and her expression was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from it: "Where are you from, monk? Why did you come to my Mantuo Villa to steal? Did you steal those seven copies of Xiao Wuxiang Gong?"

"Well..." The monk smiled upon hearing this, and said calmly, "Since I have seen you, I will not hide anything. I am Jiumozhi, the Great Wheel Dharma King of the Great Wheel Temple of Tibet."

"Jiumozhi?" Li Qingluo was stunned for a moment: "Are you the Tibetan monk?"

She had heard Duan Yu say that he was being hunted by a foreign monk enemy named Jiumozhi, and she thought that this monk was the one in front of her.

"Oh?" Jiumozhi said with a smile, "The donor knows me. It seems that I am famous enough. People in the south of Song State know me. In this case, can you give me the last volume of the Xiao Wuxiang Gong? Without one volume, the practice will not be complete. Thank you."

"You bald thief, you are dreaming!" Li Qingluo was so angry that her heart was burning with anger. She didn't expect that this monk was so shameless. Not only did he steal the book, but he also opened his mouth and asked for it directly.

Jiumozhi said politely, "I never want to force others to do things. I would rather take it myself than make things difficult for the host. But the last volume is not here, so I have to make an exception and ask the female donor for it."

"I will kill you, you baldy villain!" Li Qingluo could not bear it any longer. She did not dare to act unruly in front of Zhao Ti. She was filled with rage and now she released it all. She drew the sword in her hand and stabbed directly at Jiumozhi.

The sword was cold and fast. Jiumozhi slid backwards, and the sword was always more than a foot away from his body. He shook his head and said, "How can the female donor have such a treasure trove, but her martial arts are so poor? Could it be that she has not learned the Xiao Wuxiang Gong?"

Li Qingluo became even angrier when she heard that, and several green shadows appeared on her sword, which was the Songfeng sword technique of the Qingcheng School.

Jiumozhi laughed and said, "The moves are good, but the donor lady didn't use them well. It seems that the donor lady's talent in martial arts is not that good. In this case, what use is there for the donor lady to have this treasure house? Just give it all to this poor monk!"

As he finished speaking, he dodged the long sword slightly and swung his palm to slash out with a flaming knife.

The flaming sword can chop the air with the wind, release the internal force, and is extremely hot. It can light sandalwood and at its extreme point, it can even light candles.

Li Qingluo only felt a hot breath coming towards her. She had never seen such kung fu before. She wanted to dodge but it was too late. The palm wind hit her on the shoulder. She screamed and her body fell backwards.

Jiumozhi wanted to force her to tell him the eighth volume of Xiao Wuxiang Gong, so he didn't kill her, otherwise this palm would have taken her life.

Li Qingluo propped herself up on the ground with her sword, spat out a mouthful of blood, and sat up with great difficulty, a look of horror on her face. This monk's martial arts were so powerful that perhaps only her father Ding Chunqiu could contend with him.

Jiumozhi raised his palm to his chest and smiled: "I'm sorry, female donor."

Li Qingluo was panicked and looked at Tong Guan hurriedly. Since Tong Guan was closely followed by the King of Yan, he must be an expert.

Jiumozhi followed Li Qingluo's gaze and looked at Tong Guan. He had just sized up Tong Guan and thought that this man looked very strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange about him.

And there was another person sitting cross-legged on the ground behind him, and his body blocked his view so his face could not be seen clearly.

Tong Guan folded his sleeves, but his heart was not as calm as he appeared. Jiumozhi's flaming knife just now really scared him.

Those who can release their internal energy are all masters. Although the Sunflower Manual does not follow this path, it would be impossible for him to do so if he really needed to release it.

"You are so bold, monk!" Tong Guan snorted. This place was quite far from the outside cave entrance, and the sound was concentrated inside the cave. Even if he shouted, people outside might not hear him. Moreover, he was afraid of startling Zhao Ti who was practicing martial arts behind him. He could only delay for a while. "Since you are a Tibetan monk, how dare you come to the Song Dynasty to make trouble? Are you holding some secret?"

Jiumozhi had a strange look on his face when he heard this, and finally understood where the strange feeling came from: "Are you a eunuch?"

Tong Guan said: "Since you know, why don't you quickly pay your respects? I am a sixth-rank official. How dare you act wildly here? Do you want to provoke a war between the Song Dynasty and Tubo?"

Jiumozhi frowned and said, "Although I am a monk, I also have a rank. Since you are a eunuch, how can you easily leave the palace and come to Jiangnan?"

Tong Guan sneered, "Do you want a monk like you to take care of my affairs? I am doing my job according to the emperor's order. Do you want to sabotage it?"

Jiumozhi's eyes flickered: "What can this water village in Taihu Lake do? I'm afraid your emperor of the Song Dynasty is not so idle. Do you want to collect the martial arts stored here?"

Tong Guan snorted, "I told you I was here to do my job, but you, a foreign monk, are asking questions all over the place. Why don't you just leave now? I will pretend I didn't see anything and let you go."

Jiumozhi was silent for a few breaths, then looked behind Tong Guan and said with a smile, "I'm afraid that's not the case. Who is behind you? Why don't you dare to show your face?"

Tong Guan said in a sharp voice: "If I tell you to leave, leave now. Do you really want to hinder my work and start a war?"

Jiumozhi shook his head: "You are so nervous, could it be that the people behind you are the royal family of Song State?"

Tong Guan's face twitched: "How can you, a monk, have so many guesses? Just now you said you were a monk from Dalun Temple. How dare you disrupt my mission? Aren't you afraid that I will find your Dalun Temple? Don't forget that you can run away from the monk but not the temple!"

Jiumozhi said solemnly, "You, the eunuch, have a point, but I am determined to succeed today and cannot give up. If the person behind you is really the royal family of Song, I can take him to visit Dalun Temple. With this person in hand, what can you, the Emperor of Song, do to me?"

Tong Guan breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that the monk would kill to silence him. When he heard that the monk did not reveal such an intention, he could not help but say, "You are a very courageous foreign monk. You..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Jiumozhi walking forward, saying as he walked: "Let me see who this person is, who can bring eunuchs to Jiangnan, could he be a king?"

Tong Guan looked anxious and shouted angrily, "How dare you, monk!" After that, silver needles flew out from his sleeves and pierced straight into Jiumozhi's eyes.

Hmm? Jiumozhi exclaimed, looking at the strange speed of the needle and the colorful thread tied behind it, he was puzzled, he had never seen such martial arts before.

He raised his hand to grab it, and saw the thread tremble. The silver needle actually turned and went straight to his throat. He could not help but dodge to the side.

At this time, Tong Guan rushed forward, and two flying needles shot out from his sleeves, heading straight for the two acupoints between Jiumozhi's ribs.

Jiumozhi frowned slightly and chopped out with his palm, but the needle seemed to have no effect. After a pause, it changed direction and stabbed again.

Tong Guan quickly mastered the Sunflower Manual and was now able to control six flying needles. He walked with a magical touch and was beside Jiumozhi in the blink of an eye. Two more silver needles emerged from between his fingers and stabbed towards Jiumozhi.

Jiumozhi shifted his body, his eyes were bright, a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he actually changed his palm into fingers, as if picking up a flower.

No one could see how he moved, but he pinched two needles, then gave a slight shake, and both needles bent. Then he pointed his finger forward again, and Tong Guan was so frightened that he retreated with all his strength.

At this moment, Zhao Ti, who had originally closed his eyes, opened them.

(End of this chapter)