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

Chapter 84: Xiao Wuxiang Gong simulates the Sunflower Manual
Zhao Ti raised his finger and pointed it forward. The magic Yin finger force made a light and ethereal sound and went straight to Jiumozhi.

If the Phantom Yin Finger is not released, and only acupoints are used to hurt people, there will actually be no noise, but the release of true Qi will naturally be different.

When Jiumozhi heard the sound of the finger wind, his face changed immediately. He had experienced the finger of Zhao Ti in Dali's Tianlong Temple before, and he still remembered the feeling. He used the internal force of the Flame Knife to refine it for a whole month before he completely refined the true energy of the Phantom Yin Finger.

Although the Flame Blade is yang in nature, it is not a purely masculine power, which is why it took so long to dissolve.

Seeing the Phantom Yin Finger again, Jiumozhi's appearance suddenly disappeared, and his face became ferocious: "Is it you?"

Zhao Ti slowly stood up from the cushion and smiled. "The famous Tibetan Dharma King Jiumozhi is proficient in Buddhism and has great wisdom. He gives lectures every five years. Eminent monks from all over the Western Regions and India gather at the Great Wheel Temple on the Great Snow Mountain to discuss the scriptures and inner scriptures. They all leave with joy and praise."

Jiumozhi's expression was uncertain: "Are you from the royal family of the Song Dynasty?"

Zhao Ti clapped his hands and said, "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that such a great monk would actually sneak into someone's village and steal things. It's really jaw-dropping. Could it be true, as the devil said, that in the last days of the Dharma, the devil's descendants would sneak into the temple, wear cassocks, destroy the Dharma, distort the scriptures, and seriously violate the precepts?"

"Nonsense!" Jiumozhi's eyebrows almost stood up. "What do you know about Buddhism, you little brat, you are talking nonsense. Today, I will take you to the Great Wheel Temple in the Great Snow Mountain and ask you to meditate in front of the Buddha for thirty years to understand what the true Buddhism is."

Zhao Ti shook his head: "I'm afraid you don't have that ability. One foot of Buddha can resist one foot of devil. I'd better capture the Dharma King and teach him to repent."

Jiumozhi had a blank expression on his face, thinking to himself, if it weren't for the combined attack of the seven people in Tianlong Temple, how could he have been hit by that extremely cold finger force? At this moment, there were no other masters in the cave, and he had learned the unique skill of Xiao Wuxiang Gong, which was no longer comparable to last year. He should quickly capture the opponent, torture him, and take him away.

He didn't say anything, but suddenly moved close to Zhao Ti, then slashed with the flaming knife.

Zhao Ti smiled and said, "Come here, sword!" He pointed his finger and hit the long sword that Li Qingluo was leaning on the ground. The sword bounced up and fell into his palm. Then his body rose up like light and smoke, avoiding the flaming sword and palm wind, and flashed to the side of Jiumozhi.

Jiumozhi showed surprise, he didn't expect the other party's Qinggong to be so fast. It was very similar to the one used by the eunuch just now, but also seemed different. He wondered what the connection between the two was.

Tong Guan was just about to run out to call for help, but was stunned when he saw Zhao Ti's footwork. Then he saw Zhao Ti's sword was elusive and shadowy, as if invisible, and his expression suddenly changed drastically. He stood there as if petrified.

Zhao Ti seized the initiative, and his sword technique from the Sunflower Manual was like waves in the night sea, one after another, with endless changes and continuous moves, and he actually forced Jiumozhi to retreat seven steps in a row.

Jiumozhi was shocked. It turned out that he had underestimated the opponent. In addition to the icy finger technique, the opponent actually had such profound attainments in swordsmanship.

At this time the distance was too close, and Zhao Ti's swordsmanship was too fast, so Jiumozhi's flaming palm strike was too heavy, so he used one hand directly to strike with his palm, and with the other hand he used the Flower-Picking Finger, the Formless Robbery Finger, and the Dora Leaf Finger in succession.

Zhao Ti wielded the sword with one hand and used the Phantom Yin Finger with the other hand to counter the opponent's three Shaolin finger techniques.

Those three finger techniques were all extremely mysterious, and Jiumozhi had mastered them well, but the Phantom Yin Finger followed the path of Tian Yi Sheng Shui. No matter how those finger techniques changed, no matter how mysterious they were, they could not break through the defense of the Phantom Yin Finger.

The more Jiumozhi fought, the more depressed he became. He was a conceited person and never carried any weapon with him. He traveled around the world relying only on his fingers. But at this moment, he suffered from the lack of weapons and was entangled by the sword like a big net.

His flaming palm hit the sword's spine more than once. Li Qingluo's sword was good, but it was not a weapon made of precious materials from the Spring and Autumn Period that could cut through iron like mud. With his palm power, he should have broken it long ago, but the sword was so ghostly that he didn't put any force on it when he hit it. Instead, it used the momentum of the hit to stab him elsewhere.

Jiumozhi let out a long howl, feeling extremely aggrieved. Although he possessed several unique skills and his internal strength was stronger than the other party's, he had no place to display them.

His shout woke up Tong Guan who was in a daze. Tong Guan's face was as pale as snowflakes of rice paper, his head was spinning, and he muttered to himself, "It's all over, it's all over. Wang Jia has mastered the Sunflower Manual, and I will become a sinner. What should I do?"
Seeing him dumbfounded, Li Qingluo anxiously reminded him, "Diao Si, why don't you go outside and call for help?"

Tong Guan came to his senses and ran out, but he still had some doubts in his mind. Wang Jia's body shape, footwork, and continuous sword moves were clearly from the Sunflower Manual, but why did they look different from what he practiced himself?
When Jiumozhi heard Li Qingluo's words, he couldn't help but frown. The other party was the royal family of Song State, how could there be only two people here? There might be other masters or soldiers outside!
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath. If he couldn't take it down quickly, the consequences would be disastrous. He couldn't go back through the three-foot hole in the wall. After all, it was narrow there, and it was not easy to bend over and back out. Besides, how could the other party let him enter safely? He was afraid that going in would be a place of death, and he couldn't go back to the other side of the hill.

The only way is to go out from the main gate of the Langhuan Jade Cave, but the main gate must be full of the enemy's people. Since the royal family is traveling, they are bound to have powerful bows and crossbows. Unless they capture the young man in front of them and take him as a hostage, they can leave.

Jiumozhi's mind raced, looking for a way to capture Zhao Ti. The sword technique and footwork he used seemed to be a set, and there was no flaw in the capture. The phantom light and smoke, I don't know what kind of martial arts. Zhao Ti's sword turned as he wished, one move after another, as if endless, his body was like a shadow, erratic and powerless.

Jiumozhi watched the sword moves and felt something. What kind of martial arts was this? It was very different from other martial arts, but it showed extraordinary power. I have never seen anyone use a sword to hook up and then cut down, and I have never seen anyone use the body movements in such a dodging and reverse way, but it is extremely mysterious. It is really a unique skill!
He thought to himself that it would be better to simulate it with the Xiao Wuxiang Gong he had just learned. Maybe it would be more powerful and could shock the opponent, causing him to reveal a flaw and be captured.

When Jiumozhi thought of this, he felt that there was no time to lose, so he did what he said and immediately activated the Xiao Wuxiang True Qi that he had just cultivated in his body. Then he smashed the bookshelf next to him with a palm, took a hardwood stick to use as a sword, and began to imitate Zhao Ti's swordsmanship.

Zhao Ti was not surprised at all when he saw this, as he had already expected that the monk would not be able to resist using the Xiao Wuxiang Gong. He began to slow down his attack speed and fought with the opponent.

When Jiumozhi first used the Sunflower Sword Technique, he felt extremely awkward. The movements seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for him, and the angles were weird. But as he used it more and more, he felt it was wonderful, and it seemed as if the blood in his body was boiling. It was indeed a peerless skill.

Jiumozhi used the hardwood stick in his hand to continuously perform the sword technique derived from the Sunflower Manual. The more he used it, the more convenient it became and the more he felt at it.

Zhao Ti began to switch from attack to defense, looking at Jiumozhi coldly, as if thinking about something.

At this moment, footsteps were heard hurriedly coming from outside the Langhuan Jade Cave. Jiumozhi had used this sword technique as if it were a sky-high sword net. His figure was like a ghost, dark and silent, shuttling back and forth non-stop.

But just as he was pressing forward and seemed about to succeed, he suddenly let out a loud "Ah!", as if a spinning top had suddenly stopped, so abrupt.

His face was as red as blood, his eyes almost bulged out of their sockets, and he stood in the middle of the ground with an expression of surprise and confusion.

Then his monk's robe tore into pieces, the blood vessels in his arms and body swelled like snakes and worms crawling, and his heart beat violently.

Zhao Ti took two steps back and squinted to look. Jiumozhi suddenly screamed, covered his lower body with his hands, took a few steps back, and hit the wall with a bang, then slowly slid to the ground.

I saw traces of blood seeping out of his skin, and a pool of blood was flowing out from below. His lips moved: "You, you..."

Zhao Ti blinked, touched his chin, and walked slowly forward: "This... I also learned it after learning it. Xiao Wuxiang Gong seems to be unable to simulate this sword technique. If you force yourself to simulate it, then..."

Jiumozhi’s eyes were wide open like cow’s eyes, blood was flowing from the corners of his eyes, his lips moved but he couldn’t utter a word.

Zhao Ti muttered in a low voice: "No wonder Li Qiushui was in a hurry to retreat after imitating the Sunflower Manual, without even making up his sword..."

He thought to himself that Li Qiushui had injured Li Xian at that time, and it would only take a few breaths for him to add one or two sword strikes, but he retreated in a hurry and failed. It was obvious that he was attacked by the backlash of the Sunflower Manual. He was shocked and couldn't understand it, so he ran away in a hurry, and he didn't know how badly he was injured.

This Sunflower Manual is a martial art that allows the transformation of extreme yang and extreme yin. To put it simply, it is a martial art that cuts off yang thoughts and transforms yang into yin. That is why one has to castrate oneself. In this way, the extreme yang true energy practiced can be transformed into extreme yin, so as to avoid exploding and dying.

The Xiao Wuxiang Gong imitates the moves and steps of the Sunflower Manual, which stimulates the body's yang energy to surge, and the mind burns the body. However, it cannot be resolved without self-castration, which leads to a similar outcome as practicing this manual without self-castration.

At this time, Tong Guan and the people outside ran in, surrounded Jiumozhi, and shouted that they were late in protecting the emperor.

Zhao Ti waved his hand and said, "Tie up this monk and carry him out. I'm afraid he can't walk with his injuries. Be careful when carrying him, and don't let him get shattered to death."

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