Chapter 126 Jiumozhi and Xiao Yuanshan Appear
Yanziwu.

A black figure appeared in front of Murong Bo.

"There are rumors in the martial arts world recently that you are not dead, and you have stolen the Six Meridians Divine Sword from the Tianlong Temple. I want to see if it is true or not."

The man in black's eyes flashed, and he suddenly struck out with his palm, ready to open the tomb.

At this moment, a sword energy suddenly came.

The man in black was startled when he saw this and turned over to avoid it, but the sword energy passed across his cheek and the black mark on his face fell off, revealing his true appearance.

"It turned out to be Master Jiumozhi."

Ning Yuan was a little surprised after seeing Jiumozhi.

He originally thought it would be Xiao Yuanshan, but unexpectedly it was Jiumozhi.

But if you think about it carefully, you can understand it.

It was he who had the news of Murong Bo being alive released.

He was even the one who released the news of the theft of the Six Meridians Divine Sword from the Tianlong Temple in Dali, and he even intentionally linked the two events together.

At that time, Jiumozhi said in Tianlong Temple that Murong Bo had praised the Six Meridians Divine Sword a lot, and if people wanted to see it, the news had already spread in the martial arts world.

Therefore, when this incident happened, it naturally caused some people to doubt whether Murong Bo was really dead or just faking his death.

"Master Murong!"

Jiumozhi smiled awkwardly.

My heart sank suddenly.

It was definitely not a coincidence that he appeared here and met Murong Fu.

Because no one else could know his whereabouts, let alone know that he would come here, to Murong Bo's tomb.

But Murong Fu appeared here by coincidence, which means...

"The other party has been guarding here!"

"This is a trap!"

Jiumozhi talked to himself, feeling increasingly depressed.

The other party has spent so much effort waiting here for the prey, and the person he caught must be no ordinary villain.

And wouldn’t I have become that rabbit?

The other party’s purpose is definitely not simple.

Jiumozhi secretly became alert.

Ning Yuan smiled and said, "Master Jiumozhi was a good friend of my father. If he enters Yanziwu, I will treat him with the highest courtesy. Why would you sneak in in this at night?"

Ning Yuan said quietly.

"My dear nephew, you misunderstood. I just heard a rumor recently that Mr. Murong is not dead, so I came here to verify it."

Jiumozhi smiled awkwardly and said.

"So is this how the Master seeks verification?"

Ning Yuan sneered, "Master, it looks like you want to overturn my father's grave. I'm afraid it's not a good idea to do so, right?"

"Don't you think Mr. Murong wants to know..."

Jiumozhi quickly changed the subject.

"My father is dead, and I buried him myself. There is no way it can be false. The rumors are just rumors that came from nowhere."

Ning Yuan put his hands behind his back and said calmly.

Then, Ning Yuan changed the subject again, "But Master sneaked into my Yanziwu late at night and dug up my father's grave. You need to give me an explanation for this."

Ning Yuan was blocking Jiumozhi's retreat.

The smile on Jiumozhi's face gradually disappeared, revealing a solemn look.

After all, he and Murong Fu had already had two clashes. The first time they were evenly matched, but the second time he was no match for him.

Now is the third time...

"I wonder what Master Murong is planning?"

Jiumozhi asked in a deep voice.

"Since you were my father's good friend, how about going down to accompany my father?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Yuan appeared in front of Jiumozhi and slapped him with his palm.

Ning Yuan has now reached the peak of the Gangqi realm. His martial arts skills can be said to be unrivaled in Tianlong. Even if the Sweeping Monk were to face him, he might not be able to tell the difference.

Jiumozhi used the Xiao Wuxiang Gong and displayed Shaolin's unique skills.

The moves of both sides were sometimes grand and sometimes delicate and vicious.
After dozens of moves, Jiumozhi was completely at a disadvantage, and all his unique skills were easily broken.

Jiumozhi's pupils constricted, his heart was horrified, and he scanned the surroundings, but there was no chance of escape.

His heart sank suddenly, and he shouted loudly. He raised his hand and a flaming sword energy slashed towards Ning Yuan. It was Jiumozhi's unique skill, the flaming sword.

Ning Yuan raised his hand and took it, using the Star Change Technique, and the flaming sword energy swirled back in the opposite direction.

boom!
Jiumozhi was shocked and retreated several steps, then wanted to take this opportunity to escape, but as soon as he turned around, Ning Yuan appeared in front of him.

Roar!
The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms came out in response.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

Jiumozhi's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly used his unique skills to resist.

Boom!

But with Ning Yuan's current cultivation level, the power of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is three times stronger than that of Qiao Feng.

puff!
Jiumozhi spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, hit the tree trunk heavily, fell to the ground, and was unable to get up for a while.

Even with the protection of the Xiao Wuxiang Gong, he could not escape unscathed even if he took Ning Yuan's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms head-on.

"Master, this game was not prepared for you, but you chose not to take the road to heaven and threw yourself into hell. So, I can't spare you!"

Ning Yuan slowly came in front of Jiumozhi, and a vortex appeared in the palm of his hand.

"What do you want to do?"

When Jiumozhi saw the deep blue vortex in Ning Yuan’s palm, his face changed.

Jiumozhi was well aware of the strangeness of the opponent's martial arts, so when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but become nervous.

"Master, you are a martial arts fanatic. I admire you very much. I wonder if you would like to see a higher level of martial arts than us?"

Ning Yuan smiled and asked seriously.

"What higher realm?"

Jiumozhi's heart sank and he asked.

"Above the martial arts, the true path to enlightenment!"

"I think that Master, as a martial arts fanatic, knows that there is a higher realm than us and must want to explore such a realm, so I hope Master can help me!"

Ning Yuan suddenly grabbed Jiumozhi.

Bei Ming Divine Art has many advantages. For example, he can absorb the power of anyone who touches him. Any acupoint in his body can store power and can also become an advantage in absorbing the power of others.

But one shortcoming of the Bei Ming Divine Art is that if you want to absorb a person's power, you cannot do so from too far away, and it is difficult to truly absorb power from a distance.

Fortunately, Ning Yuan would only use this martial art after he had defeated his opponent or had an absolute advantage.

Or the person he is dealing with is much weaker than him. In this case, it will be difficult for him to break free from the suction of Bei Ming Divine Art.

I can only let him take away my power.

As soon as Ning Yuan grabbed Jiumozhi's head, Jiumozhi immediately felt the internal energy in his body rapidly draining away.

"Murong Fu, your father and I are close friends, how could you do this to me?"

Jiumozhi roared unwillingly.

"Since we are close friends, it would be reasonable for me to send you to see him."

Ning Yuan spoke indifferently.

He even killed Murong Bo, so why should he care about Jiumozhi?

In just a short moment, Jiumozhi's power was lost by 30%.

At this moment, a powerful palm force suddenly attacked from behind, forcing Ning Yuan to let go of Jiumozhi.

This gave Jiumozhi a chance to catch his breath and break free from his restraints.

"The stars have changed!"

Ning Yuan used his unique skills and instantly deflected the palm behind him to another place.

boom!
With a loud bang, an ancient tree in the distance that required several people to hug was shattered in the smoke and dust.

At the same time, a black figure shuttled through the smoke and dust.

As soon as Ning Yuan turned around, he raised his hand and faced the man in black.

Bang!
A powerful internal energy rushed out, and the grass and trees within a radius of several feet were instantly broken and scattered all over the ground.

Seeing this opportunity, Jiumozhi suppressed his injuries and prepared to escape, but then he changed his mind and realized that although he could escape today, he could not escape forever, so he turned around and stopped, using his Pinching Flower Finger.

"Murong Fu, kill!"

Jiumozhi shouted loudly.

An invisible finger force stabbed towards Ning Yuan.

Ning Yuan moved his little finger slightly, and the sword energy defeated the finger force.

"Six Meridians Divine Sword!"

When Jiumozhi saw this scene, he was immediately surprised and recognized it at a glance.

After all, he had witnessed the power of the Six Meridians Divine Sword. Although the five books at the beginning only used a different sword technique, this did not affect his knowledge.

"You actually have the Six Meridians Divine Sword. Could it be that the rumors are true, Murong Bo is not dead, and the person who snatched the sword manual from the monks of Tianlong Temple before me was your father?"

Jiumozhi shouted in shock.

Ning Yuan chuckled and did not answer.

"Tell me, where is Murong Bo?"

Xiao Yuanshan also asked in a deep voice.

Now almost all of his former enemies have been killed, leaving only the main culprit, the mastermind behind the scenes, Murong Bo.

"Well, the person I'm waiting for has finally arrived!"

Faced with the siege of two great masters of the time, Ning Yuan was not surprised but happy.

"Master, haven't you always coveted Dali's Six Meridians Divine Sword and wanted to see this amazing skill? Today I will let you see its true power."

Ning Yuan shouted softly, and when he raised his hand, six sword energies crisscrossed out. The six sword energies were different, some were strong, some were agile, some were swift, and some were domineering.

When one person uses six sword energies at the same time, it is much more complicated and powerful than when six people each use one.

Compared with the powerful and domineering palm power of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the Six Meridians Divine Sword is more suitable for dealing with masters.

Jiumozhi also used his Flower-Picking Finger to hurriedly deal with the sword energies that were coming at him.

This time, he truly experienced the horror of the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

"It turns out that the people from Tianlong Temple are not a match for him."

Jiumozhi's face was solemn.

Xiao Yuanshan also attacked at the same time, punching vigorously.

Over the years, he, like Murong Bo, has been hiding in Shaolin, and has also learned the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple.

Moreover, he has profound skills, extraordinary talents, and immense strength. Even an ordinary Luohan Fist can burst out with astonishing power in his hands.

"Tell me, where is Murong Bo?"

Xiao Yuanshan refused to give in.

Ning Yuan fought two masters alone, but he was not at a disadvantage at all. "You want to find him easily? How about I personally send you to see him?"

Ning Yuan laughed loudly, he was happier than ever before.

Last time in the main world, he was almost stabbed by a sword from a distance, which almost broke his confidence. This time in Tianlong, he was able to truly display his strength.

"Kanglong has regrets!"

After repelling the two men with one move, Ning Yuan suddenly shouted loudly, and gathered his strength into his palm. He slapped it down with one palm, and suddenly, with a loud dragon roar, a golden dragon-shaped qi rose into the sky, and then the dragon swung its tail and swooped down.

Murong Bo was well aware of the opponent's terror and the terrifying power of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, so he did not dare to be negligent. He and Jiumozhi worked together to block it.

Boom!

There was a bolt from the blue, like thunder, and the earth shook.

Murong Bo and Jiumozhi vomited blood and flew backwards.

The two looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.

"Hurry up, this boy's skills are so deep and his strength is so strong that it is beyond imagination."

Both of them wanted to back out at once.

"Want to go?"

Ning Yuan laughed loudly, and appeared behind the two men with his Lingbo Weibu as if he had changed his position. "I would like to borrow your skills to break the upper limit of this world and embark on the path of Taoism. I hope the two seniors will help me!"

Ning Yuan suddenly appeared in front of the two men, put his hands on their shoulders at the same time, and activated the Beiming Divine Art.

The combined power of the two men instantly flowed into Ning Yuan's body.

"Evil power!"

Xiao Yuanshan shouted angrily and tried to break free, but after being seriously injured, how could he still have the strength to break free? "Murong Bo has no chance of possessing such evil skills. Who is your master?"

"I know now. It turns out that the person who took away the Six Meridians Divine Sword Manual of Tianlong Temple was not your father Murong Bo, but you!"

At this moment, Jiumozhi also reacted.

After all, he learned from Duan Yu that Murong Fu was in Dali at the time.

And given the opponent's strength, it seems that he has the ability to seize the sword manual.

Among the masters of Dali at that time, besides him, only Murong Fu had such strength.

He had suspected this earlier, but was misled by Murong Bo's information.

Now that I've reacted, I immediately got it right.

　Busy outside, with many relatives.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)