"At first, I also thought that it was just bragging, or that there was some exaggeration in it.”
" But I found a businessman who often goes in and out of India and Tubo," Akara said in a deep voice." He once witnessed how powerful Jiu Mozhi was. It seems that Jiu Mozhi personally went to the other three major sects of Tubo and forced them to surrender. They obediently handed over their martial arts and secret techniques, and their prestige shocked the entire Tubo.
It seemed that because of this, the king of Tubo appreciated Jiu Mozhi greatly. He was given the title of Great Wheel Wisdom King and rewarded with 1,000 taels of gold. The king's grace was extremely vast.
You could think that these things might be different, but the Tibetan King was not the kind of person who would casually give rewards. If he did not have any ability, how could he receive such a reward?”
Hearing these words, Jia Xiang had nothing to say. It was indeed so. If it was only said by one person, then it might be an exaggeration or a rumor.
However, everyone had said so, and even the king had rewarded them. This had to be taken seriously.
"It seems that this Jiu Mozhi is really amazing. No wonder he was accepted as the last disciple of the Ningma Sect's master. He is probably a rare martial arts genius.”Beside him, his disciple Carmel's eyes shone.
"Master, if nothing unexpected happens, the representative of Ningma Sect should be Jiu Mozhi. How should we deal with him?”
Agalo looked at his master, the Dragon Leaf Master.
"If this person grows up and advances to the Innate Realm, he will definitely become a strong enemy of India in the future. He might even arouse the desire of the Tibetan King to covet India.”
The Dragon Leaf Master put his palms together. If I don't go to hell, who will? Although I'm very sorry to Ningma Sect's Guru, this person shouldn't grow up. Otherwise, the Western Regions will definitely be plunged into misery and countless casualties.
A cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Yes, Master."
Algaro and the other disciples nodded, and a faint killing intent appeared on their bodies.
"Let's go. It's time to stop. Let's go to Tibet's City of Tibet.”
The Dragon Leaf Master waved his hand.
"Yes, Master."
Many monks from the Nalanda Monastery nodded and immediately set off for the Tibetan city of Tibet.
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On the other hand, at the Mongolian Shaman headquarters.
At this moment, a group of black-robed monks had gathered together. All of them had scars on their faces, and their bodies were filled with a terrifying aura of darkness, slaughter, madness, and so on. It made people shudder.
"Everyone, Junior Brother Zhaxi Duoji is dead.”
A Great Shaman said," He was originally a respected elder of our Shamanism. For the cause of Shamanism, he concealed his identity and suffered from disdain and misery. He went to Tubo and established the famous Black Sect. His influence spread throughout Tubo, which also brought great benefits to our Shamanism.
But now, he was dead. He was killed by Jiu Mozhi, a disciple of the Ningma Sect's Guru. When he died, no one collected his corpse. Instead, he was dragged out to feed the dogs.
He could not enjoy glory when he was alive, and he still could not find peace after death.
Although many Shamanist brothers don't know the contribution of Junior Brother Tashi Dorje, we Shamanist elders know his hard work and high achievements, so his death can't be in vain!”
His body was filled with a bloody killing intent, as if there were many skeletons and vengeful souls behind him. One could imagine how many people had died in his hands. A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood were not enough to describe his terror.
"Great Elder is right. No one who has contributed to our Shamanism can die in such a miserable manner.”
"Revenge must be taken. This is the rule of our grasslands and Shamanism.”
"That Jiu Mozhi must die, or else Junior Brother Zhaxi Duoji's vengeful spirit won't be able to rest in peace.”
The Shamanic Sect elders were filled with killing intent.
"However, Jiu Mozhi is a disciple of the Ningma Sect's master. He usually stays in the Ningma Sect, so he's not that easy to kill.”A Shaman elder said in a deep voice.
"That's fine."
" Very soon, the Tibetan Martial Arts Symposium will begin," the Shamanist Grand Elder said in a deep voice." It will be the largest event in the Western Regions. Our Shamanist Sect has also been invited to participate.
During this period of time, the defenses of the city of Lazar must be the most lax. We can take advantage of this opportunity to catch the Tibetans off guard and kill Jiu Mozhi.”
"However, we Shamans can't hide our actions from such a brazen attack.”
An elder asked.
"There's no need to hide it. So what if the Ningma Sect finds out?”
The shaman elder sneered,"Our Shaman Sect is far away in the Mongolian steppe, who knows how many kilometers away from Tibet. Even the Ningma Sect is beyond our reach, so how can they do anything to us?”
"You're right. We'll kill Jiu Mozhi in one strike and then leave.”
"In any case, that Martial Arts Symposium isn't very interesting. If you don't want to participate, then so be it.”
"I agree. We must kill Jiu Mozhi to take revenge.”
The Shamanic Sect elders were all filled with killing intent as they nodded in agreement with the Great Elder's plan.
"That's good. Immediately prepare the elites. We must kill Jiu Mozhi in one strike. After we kill him, we will escape from the city.”The Shaman Sect's First Elder gave the order and formulated a plan.
"Yes, Great Elder."
The Shaman elders all shouted angrily.
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