Wuxia’s Most Powerful Boss
30 South Murong, North Qiao Peak, Jiu Mozhi Arrives

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The outskirts of Dali City!

The grass was luxuriant, and there were few people.

In a tavern by the roadside, a huge wine flag fluttered in the wind.

A few simple wooden tables were scattered around. The waiter carried a towel on his back and lazily basked in the sun.

"Waiter, bring three more jars of good wine!"

A shout was heard and the waiter immediately got up.

"Sir, the wine you wanted is here!"

The table was already filled with empty wine jars. After the waiter put down the wine and turned around to leave, he could not help but secretly click his tongue.

These two men could really drink!

Two men sat opposite each other at the table. Their faces were slightly red. It was obvious that they had drunk a lot.

"Awesome! Delightful! Meeting Young Master Murong is a great joy for me!”

"What are you saying, Sect Leader Qiao? This time, it was thanks to Sect Leader Qiao's righteousness that I saved you. I'm really grateful!”

These two people were none other than Murong Fu of Gusu, who was known as 'South Murong and North Qiao Peak', and the Sect Leader of Beggar's Sect, Qiao Feng.

The two of them had come here because of Master Xuan Bei's death in Dali. They had met by chance and chatted for a while. The more they talked, the more congenial they became. They started drinking here.

" Don't worry, Young Master Murong. The truth can't be fake, and the fake can't be real. When Master Xuan Bei died in an accident, you were in Yingying Gorge of Xixia. It was impossible for you to come to Liangzhou of Dali. I will definitely go to Shaolin Temple to testify for you and clear your name!”Qiao Feng waved his hand.

The main purpose of his visit to Dali was to find out the real murderer of Master Xuan Bei, so as to avoid a dispute between the two countries because Master Xuan Bei died in Dali.

Originally, he thought it would be Murong Fu, but when he really saw Murong Fu the day before yesterday, he realized that the murderer Murong Fu in the eyes of the people of the martial world was actually Li Yanzong, who had fought with him in the Eagle Beak Gorge of Western Xia three days ago.

Although Xixia was not far from Dali, it was impossible for them to travel back and forth within a day. Therefore, Murong Fu could not be the murderer of Master Xuan Bei.

"Thank you so much, Brother Qiao. If it weren't for Brother Qiao's testimony, I really don't know how to defend myself from the Shaolin Temple's masters!”Murong Fu sighed.

Fortunately, he had fought with Qiao Feng at Eagle Beak Gorge that day. Otherwise, it would be really troublesome to explain the injustice of killing Master Xuan Bei!

Murong Fu thought to himself. When the rumors spread that he was the one who killed Master Xuan Bei, he was still filled with anger. But after he sneaked into the Shenjie Temple to check Master Xuan Bei's body, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

He would return the favor with his own methods!

The mark on Master Xuan Bei's body was none other than the ultimate technique of the Murong Clan of Gusu, Shifting Stars!

At that moment, Murong Fu knew that this matter was troublesome. He could not help but feel flustered. He was accidentally discovered by the yellow-browed monk in the temple, as well as Duan Zhengming, Duan Zhengchun, and the others who had coincidentally gone to the temple.

Murong Fu had no confidence in escaping from the three of them.

If Qiao Feng hadn't coincidentally appeared and lent a helping hand, he would have been forcefully captured and sent to Shaolin Temple as a murderer.

That kind of scene would definitely make the Murong family lose face!

Murong Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled into a slightly cold smile. Then, he continued to drink with Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng was the leader of Beggar's Sect. If he could rope him in, he would undoubtedly be a great help to Yan Daye!

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Tian Long Temple!

Ten days had passed. Today was the day that the Tubo Nation Master Jiu Mozhi came to borrow the Six Pulses Divine Sword.

Duan Zhengming, Duan Zhengchun, and the others had arrived at Heavenly Dragon Temple early in the morning, waiting for Jiu Mozhi's arrival.

In the main hall!

Everyone gathered together solemnly.

The Tibetan Imperial Advisor was about to arrive. This would be a battle that would determine the face of the Dali Heavenly Dragon Temple!

However, Duan Renhuang had yet to come out of seclusion.

This made everyone worry.

"Martial Uncle, should we invite the crown prince to come out of seclusion?”Benyin bowed and asked Master Ku Rong.

Master Ku Rong was still sitting in the innermost corner of the hall, his back facing the crowd.

Master Ku Rong was silent for a moment before he said,""The Crown Prince is currently in seclusion to break through. Once he comes out of seclusion, a peerless expert will appear in Dali. It's a pity to disturb him at this time.”

Hearing Ku Rong's words, Duan Zhengming, Ben Yin, and the others took a deep breath and nodded.

It didn't take long!

"Dong qiang, dong qiang…"

Outside the Heavenly Dragon Temple, the sound of gongs and drums could be heard.

Everyone looked at Master Ku Rong in shock.

After a long while, the sound of gongs and drums stopped abruptly.

"I, Jiu Mozhi, pay my respects to the masters of Heavenly Dragon Temple!”

It was the Tibetan Imperial Advisor, Jiu Mozhi.

"This Tubo Imperial Advisor is really extravagant!”Duan Zhengming's face sank as he listened to the noise.

He did not have a good impression of the Tubo Imperial Advisor who had come to humiliate the Duan family with such a tough attitude.

"Welcome!"

Master Ku Rong closed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the gate of Heavenly Dragon Temple opened!

Two groups of Tibetan monks in red kasayas were standing neatly outside the door.

These Tibetan monks were holding gongs and drums in their hands and lotus staffs. Their faces were solemn, and they were motionless like angry Vajra in front of the Buddha.

Whoosh!

The sound of wind suddenly rose!

A figure appeared in front of the monks as if it had descended from the sky. Even with Ben Yin's strength, he could not see where the figure had appeared from.

This was the Tubo Nation's Imperial Advisor, the Great Wheel Ming King Jiu Mozhi!

After witnessing Jiu Mozhi's qinggong, they already had a bad feeling about it. Now that they felt the powerful aura from Jiu Mozhi's body, they were even more shocked.

The peak of Xiantian second stage!

This Jiu Mozhi was already at the peak of Xiantian second stage!

Master Ku Rong, who had the highest cultivation in the Heavenly Dragon Temple, was only at the second stage of the Xiantian realm. Benyin and the others were only at the first stage of the Xiantian realm.

He had long heard that the Great Wheel Wisdom King, Jiu Mozhi, was obsessed with martial arts. Even Master Ku Rong, who was already old, had the same cultivation level as him. If they really fought, it was hard to predict the outcome, not to mention the fact that his original cultivation level was not as high as his.

The Crown Prince had not come out of seclusion yet. It seemed that the Heavenly Dragon Temple would not be able to resist the Great Wheel Enlightened King this time!

Benyin sighed in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He calmly displayed the bearing of an abbot and invited Jiu Mozhi,"Great Wheel Enlightened King, please!"

In the main hall!

After Jiu Mozhi greeted the monks of Heavenly Dragon Temple, he revealed the purpose of his visit." Masters, I'm here to borrow the sword manual of the Six Pulses Divine Sword of your temple. I hope that you can fulfill this small request. I'm very grateful."”

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