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"Jiumozhi, do you want to go to Murong Bo's cemetery?" Chen Jun had no intention of taking action.

Seeing that he didn't draw his sword, Jiumozhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn't want to face the twelfth sword that seemed to extinguish life: "Yes, the young monk wants to pay homage to his friend Murong Bo."

Chen Jun said: "I want these two girls to take me to Mandala Villa, what should I do?"

Jiumozhi put his hands together and said calmly: "Mr. Chen will come first, and the young monk will come later. I will not take advantage of others. I will just wait here."

Abi and A'Zhu looked at each other, their hearts shaking with shock. I'm afraid they had underestimated the strength of the young man in front of them, and his martial arts might be stronger than Murong Fu's.

"Very good, but Duan Yu also wants to come with me." Chen Jun glanced at Duan Yu.

"I wonder what Mr. Chen wants Duan Yu for?" Jiumozhi was still angry.

"He took my stuff without my permission."

When Duan Yu heard this, he couldn't figure out when he had taken the young master's things. But for some reason, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and thought that it might be the secret book of Wuliang Cliff Cave.

After all, he once said that he was the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, and the fairy sister asked him to kill all the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect. There must be some hidden entanglement that he didn't know about.

"This...please forgive me, young monk."

Jiumozhi pondered for a long time. He was about to refuse but was interrupted by Chen Jun: "What you want is nothing more than the Six Meridians Divine Sword Manual. I can give you the twelfth sword. How about it? In your eyes, this set of swordsmanship is better than the Six Meridians Sword Manual."

What about the Excalibur?"

Listening to his question, Jiumozhi recalled the original operation of the sword technique in detail, and still couldn't help but sweat broke out on his back, saying: "Mr. Chen's sword technique has reached the point where the sword and man are united. Although the twelfth sword has not yet reached perfection,

But this sword kills life, and it is a swordsmanship that scares all ghosts and gods. I dare to say that if you create the Thirteenth Life-Destroying Sword, there will be no more than two hands of martial arts people in the world who can defeat this sword, and you can really

He is the best swordsman in the world."

Abi and A'Zhu glanced at the fine steel sword in Chen Jun's hand from the corner of their eyes. There was no trace of the magic weapon in it. Is it so magical?

Chen Jun couldn't help but laugh.

Jiumo's incomparable wit was worthy of the name of Tubo's Imperial Master. Not only did he praise his swordsmanship, but he also elevated his own status.

"If Mr. Chen can give this swordsmanship to the young monk, there is no harm in Duan Yu taking it."

"What are you thinking about... Chen Jun cursed in his heart, shook his head and said: "The great monk has been practicing for more than fifty years, and he is quite beautiful?"

"What?" Jiumozhi frowned, unable to understand what he meant.

At this moment, A'Zhu, who was standing by, suddenly couldn't help bursting into laughter, especially when he saw Jiumozhi's confused expression. He put his hand on A Bi's shoulder, covering his stomach and laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" Jiumozhi's eyes flashed coldly.

A'Zhu pointed his finger at Chen Jun, feeling that a person who could be so funny would not be much different in his heart. He then suppressed his smile and said: "He means that you are so beautiful, so don't think so. Great monk

You think very beautifully."

Jiumozhi contracted his fingers and looked directly at Chen Jun, as if he wanted to question him.

"She understood correctly. What I mean is that I will take Duan Yu away first, and then you can capture him again with the Six Meridians Divine Sword."

Chen Jun nodded, ignoring Jiumozhi's increasingly darker expression: "If you want my swordsmanship, I can exchange it for your tantric Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu."

Jiumozhi's expression suddenly changed.

There are very few people in the Central Plains martial arts community who know that he comes from Tantric Buddhism, and even fewer know about the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, which is the supreme Dharma-protecting magical skill in Tantric Buddhism.

Who is this leader of Xiaoyao Sect?

He knew him very well, but he didn't even know much about the Xiaoyao Sect.

With deep fear rising, Jiumozhi said expressionlessly: "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is my secret dharma-protecting magical skill, and even this young monk has never practiced it."

Although he has not practiced yet, he does not have the opportunity to practice.

This Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is gradually developed, and there is absolutely no reason why it cannot be practiced. If someone reaches a thousand years old, he will eventually reach the thirteenth level and have the power of thirteen dragons and thirteen elephants. However, his lifespan is limited. In Tantra,

If the eminent monks and monks want to reach the seventh or eighth level before the end of the year, they have to rush forward.

He prides himself on being naturally intelligent and has little interest in this kind of hard work. Moreover, with his current martial arts, even if someone has practiced the tenth level of Dragon Elephant Kung Fu, he will not be his opponent.

"Since Mr. Chen is like this, it is difficult for me, the young monk, to leave Duan Yu to you."

A'Zhu and A Bi looked like they were watching a good show, but Duan Yu hesitated to speak. He thought Chen Jun was trying to save him, but it was a pity that he was hit in the mute point, otherwise he would have definitely tried to dissuade Chen Jun.

Chen Jun smiled: "I'm not asking for your opinion. You have two choices now. The first is to hand over Duan Yu. Whether he can catch him again depends on your ability. The second is, don't you want to try the Thirteenth Sword?

, I’ll let you taste and appreciate it.”

The Thirteenth Sword!

Jiumozhi was shocked to realize it so quickly and couldn't help but look around.

"Don't look at it. The island in the middle of the lake is surrounded by water. I think the great monk must have lived in Tubo for a long time and practiced good water kung fu."

After he reminded him, Jiumozhi suddenly remembered that he couldn't swim and it would be difficult to escape this time.

"How to choose?"

Jiumozhi remained silent and then tapped the Yu point in the middle.

"Just a few words and you're going backwards?"

A'Zhu and A Bi opened their eyes wide, unable to conceal their shock.

Duan Yu was overjoyed and thanked Chen Jun with his hands. However, thinking of the grievances between the Fairy Sister and the Xiaoyao Sect, he couldn't help but wonder if he had walked out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den.

But when I saw the handsome leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, I couldn't help but feel good about him, and guessed that he was not a villain like Jiumozhi.

The night gradually began to darken, slowly opening the dark curtain.

The starry night sky shines brightly on Taihu Lake, and the stars are dotted, giving a scene of stars falling over the vast fields and the moon surging along the river.

Abi picked up the bamboo pole and came in the boat. A'Zhu was still looking curiously at Jiumozhi, who stood as firm as a clay sculpture. He didn't pursue him or even take a look. Could it be that he was stupid.

She cursed in her heart, waiting for the boat to see no trace of Jiumozhi, but suddenly there was an earth-shaking explosion in the distance deep in the night.

"It seems that my cabin is going to suffer." A'Zhu sighed softly. He turned around and immediately saw a long figure standing on the bow of the boat, as tall as a gun. The moonlight shone on him in patches, reflecting the lake's quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

The starry night complements him perfectly.

This was completely different from Murong Fu's demeanor, and even she was fascinated by it for a moment.

A'Zhu looked at A Bi again. She had a complex expression and lowered her head inexplicably, while Duan Yu looked at her with admiration.

"Young Master is so powerful. He managed to scare that evil monk away with just a few words," he said.

Chen Jun looked at A'Zhu: "To say that I backed off, it would be better to say that it was the demonic barrier in his heart that prevented him from taking action against me. However, his Buddhist cultivation is profound, so it is not difficult to solve it."

"Young master is the devil in his heart, they are all the same."

Chen Jun smiled and didn't want to talk more. He looked at Duan Yu and said, "Now it's time for the property to return to its original owner. Take it."

At this time, both A'Zhu and A Bi looked at Duan Yu, very curious.