Lu Li was definitely not a gentleman. He borrowed whatever he could and if he couldn't, he would beat up the sect. Lu Li had embarrassed himself and made a lot of secret books, such as the Hundred Steps Godly Fist, the Duke Ape Sword, the Air Splitting Palm, the Six-in-One Fist, the Fist of Heart and Mind. Sikong Xuan was not bad either. He had gathered many people from the 36 islands and 72 caves, such as Duke Sang Tu from Jade Phosphorus Cave, Xuan Huangzi from Serpent Dragon Cave, Duanmu Yuan from Red Flame Cave, and Lady Li from Coir Flower Island. They all came to ask for help. The Life-Death Notes were too scary. Lu Li did not refuse them. He made two conditions. He wanted them to hand over their martial arts manuals and then he helped them remove the Life-Death Notes.
Duke of Mulberry's Earth-moving Skill and hidden weapon technique, Duanmu Yuan's Earth Fire Skill and Five Buckets of Rice Skill, Lady Li's Swallow Gathering Skill and Xuan Huangzi's Dragon King Force. Other than these people, there were two others who came to Lu Li's door voluntarily to ask for his help. One was Zhu Baokun, a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect, who offered Blue Sand Hand and World in the Sleeve of the Qingcheng Sect. The other was Guo Yanzhi and Cui Baiquan of the Crouching Bull Sect, who offered the manual of the Divine Whip of Hundred Victories.
People in the martial arts world did not publicize their martial arts to the outside world. They hid it for fear that others would see it. The people from Qingcheng Sect and Crouching Bull Sect voluntarily came to offer their secret books, and their goals were surprisingly the same. They asked him to go to Gusu's Swallow Dock to help them confront each other. That's right. Zhu Baokun's master, Sima Wei of Qingcheng Sect, and Ke Baisui, Guo Yanzhi's master, had all died one after another due to their own unique skills. In recent years, many people in the martial arts world had died in this way. In the martial world, the only people who had the ability to die under his famous ultimate skill were the Gusu Murong Clan, who had the ability to return the favor.
Lu Li suddenly realized something. He remembered something like that, but he had been busy searching for the secret martial arts and had forgotten about it. Murong Bo, that brainless man, seemed to be killing people everywhere to boost his son's reputation. However, there seemed to be a Water Pavilion in Swallow Dock.
"Interesting!" Lu Li blinked. He thought about the content of the novel and then realized that it was too slow for him to collect martial arts. It seemed that the Pavilion of Water Use had many secret martial arts books!
Thinking of this, Lu Li didn't waste any more time. He accepted the secret loan from both parties and promised Zhu Baokun and Guo Yanzhi to help them. However, Zhu Baokun and Guo Yanzhi had to go to Swallow Dock with him. Zhu Baokun and Guo Yanzhi didn't dare to disobey. They nodded. Lu Li sent Sikong Xuan away and took Serelin with him. They headed north to Swallow Dock in Suzhou's Gusu City.
When Lu Li, Zhu Baokun and the others arrived at Gusu, it was already March. Suzhou was in the midst of spring. Lu Li had been here for more than half a year without realizing it. He looked at the green willows, the lake, and the apricot trees on the road. He felt his heart melt. He couldn't help but sigh. This city near the sea was good. It was beautiful in spring. However, he couldn't show it. Guo Yanzhi had passed away his master. He was still wearing mourning clothes. He didn't have time to enjoy the scenery with Serene. He planned to go to Swallow Dock first. Let's talk about it after the fight.
Lu Li, Serelin, and the others rode out of Gusu City at top speed and headed west. However, on their way, they ran into a scholar and a monk riding a horse together. They were surprised because the scholar was none other than Duan Yu. Before Lu Li could say anything, Cui Baiquan, who had come with them, had already spoken.
"Little Prince, why are you here?”Cui Baiquan was Ke Baisui's junior brother. Because he had offended the Murong Clan of Gusu, he had no choice but to hide in the Prince Zhen's Mansion of Dali and became a small steward. Because he was good at playing chess, he had a good relationship with Duan Yu, so he recognized him.
"Mr. Hunt, you, you, Brother Lu.”Duan Yu saw Cui Baiquan rushing over and couldn't help but be delighted. He saw a familiar face and called out to him. However, he thought about the foreign monk beside him and knew that he was skilled in martial arts. However, when he saw the people behind Cui Baiquan, he couldn't help but be delighted.
"Little Prince, who poked your acupuncture point?”Cui Baiquan's expression changed when he saw Duan Yu lying on the ground without moving. He jumped forward and tapped Duan Yu's body a few times to unlock his acupuncture points.
"Brother Lu, save me! This monk can't even defeat my uncle and five experts.”Duan Yu's acupoints were unsealed. He got off his horse and called out to Lu Li. As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flashed in front of him. There were two thumps in his ears and his heart beat faster. Duan Yu and Cui Baiquan stepped aside and looked at the monk. The monk was no longer on the horse but standing there. It turned out that the monk was going to attack him and Lu Li just happened to arrive. The two of them exchanged palm strikes in a hurry.
"Amitabha, good palm strength!" The monk put his palms together and bowed to Lu Li.
"Greetings, lama. May I ask your Dharma name? Where is the temple?" Lu Li smiled. He folded his fists and asked for his Dharma name.
"I don't deserve to be called a lama. I am Jiu Mozhi, a monk of the Snow Mountain Great Wheel Temple!”Jiu Mozhi smiled but didn't say anything. He was very polite and no one could find fault with him. (The lama is a master, not just anyone can call him that)
"May I ask why lama is making things difficult for my Brother Duan?”Lu Li's smile did not change, but he was laughing out loud. If he did not know what kind of person Jiu Mozhi was, he would have been fooled.
"Brother Lu, don't listen to this monk. He wants to take me to Mr. Murong's grave and burn me as a sacrifice.”Duan Yu was also a little angry.
"I asked you to practice the Northern Dark Divine Art, but you didn't?”Lu Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He looked at Duan Yu, who was a little angry. He was a silly scholar. If he were Duan Yu, he would have chopped Jiu Mozhi into pieces.
"A lama?" Lu Li turned around and looked at Jiu Mozhi. He smiled but didn't say anything. What he meant was that he could do whatever he wanted.
"Benefactor, please listen to me. I didn't mean to do this. It's just that years ago, I had an agreement with Mr. Murong of Canhe Village in Gusu City that I would burn the sword manual of Six Pulses Divine Sword in front of his grave as a sacrifice to his soul. However, this Benefactor Duan refused to give the sword manual to me to fulfill his wish, so I could only do this!”Jiu Mozhi pointed at Duan Yu and explained to Lu Li.
"So you want to burn this Young Master Duan to death? Monk, where did you go to cultivate compassion?”Zhu Baokun already had a grudge against the Murongs. When he heard that Jiu Mozhi was acquainted with Mr. Murong, even though he didn't know which Mr. Murong it was, he was already unhappy. When he heard that this guy burned people because he wanted the sword manual to fulfill his wish, he was instantly furious.
"This old monk is not cultivating compassion. My Tibetan Buddhism teaches great joy and perfection!”Jiu Mozhi shook his head indifferently.
"This llama is indeed the best. He's so thick-skinned!”Lu Li couldn't help but laugh.
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