Chapter 2244
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However, Kongwei didn't worry too much. Compared with Koryo and hualazima, there are many more experts on his side. In addition, xuliewu lost his army some time ago. Shaolin is not afraid of fighting.
The only trouble is that the two Japanese masters, Musashi Miyamoto and Kojiro Sasaki, have seen them fight in the martial arts competition before. They are both very skillful in martial arts, and their Ninjutsu is also extremely treacherous. If they help Xu liewu, they will increase a lot of variables.
Seeing that the monks were at war, Xu liewu laughed: "don't be so nervous, master. Today I'm not here to fight, but to have something to talk with you."
"I don't know what the Lord wants to talk about?" Kongwei came forward. He has the highest seniority here, and naturally he is in charge.
"What I want to talk about is of great importance. Is it appropriate to have so many people in the field?" Xu liewu looked around for a week and said faintly.
Empty smell wrinkled frown, a side a few division brothers whispered to remind a way: "careful have cheat."
Xu liewu laughs: "I heard that Shaolin is a great master in the Wulin, and its seventy-two unique skills are even more powerful. How can I be afraid of a person whose legs are injured?"
Hearing what he said, it was not good for Kong Wen to refuse again, so as not to lose Shaolin's prestige. He leaned aside to make way: "Lord, please talk with me in the room."
Xu liewu pointed to xuzhu: "let's go with this little monk."
Shaolin monks look at each other. Although xuzhu is highly skilled in martial arts, his seniority is very low. Normally, he doesn't participate in high-level meetings in front of outsiders. But now I don't know what xuliewu's idea is. It's more reassuring for xuzhu to look after him.
"You stay out there, too." Xuliewu did not let Miyamoto Musashi and Sasaki Kojiro into the room, and told them and those Mongolian warriors to stay outside.
They nodded and stayed outside to watch a group of Shaolin masters. They could not help itching. They had heard about Shaolin for a long time in Japan and knew that Shaolin represented the highest level of martial arts in the Central Plains. They were crazy about martial arts and had an impulse to have a try. However, considering that Xu liewu was still in the room, they still didn't dare to make mistakes. If something happened to his safety, That's a big deal.
"I don't know what the Lord is doing?" After entering the room, Kong Wen couldn't help asking. Now there are only three people in the room, he, Xu Zhu and Xu liewu.
Xuliewu looked at xuzhu: "nothing else, just want to let the little master quit the competition tomorrow."
"What Wen Yan and the rest of them all changed their colors. You know, the people of Shaolin were very happy to celebrate xuzhu's coming to this stage a moment ago, and they had a great chance to win the first prize. How could they give up at this time.
"The Lord is joking. Up to now, we should fight with each other according to our abilities. Although the Lord is injured in the leg, he is holding two fireguns, which are no less powerful than the Dragon Slayer's sword and heaven reliant sword. If we fight, we don't have to lose. Why should we make such an unreasonable request?" Without waiting for Xu Zhu to open his mouth, Kong Wen refused directly.
Xu liewu shook his finger: "no, this is not a request, but you must agree."
Xuzhu laughed angrily: "the Lord is too overbearing. Although Mongolia is strong, it can't control our Shaolin."
Xu liewu was not angry, but looked at him with a smile: "little master, do you have nine incense scars on your back and on both sides of your buttocks?"
Xu Zhu only felt a cool air rising from his spine: "how do you know?" At this time, he never mentioned it to others, and the ring scar is in such a hidden position. Maybe the martial brothers in Shaolin have seen the fragrant scar on his back, but they can never know that he still has it on his ass.
"The great Mongol Empire attaches great importance to intelligence collection, and we don't know anything in the world," Xu liewu said triumphantly. "Twenty four years ago, a beautiful, gentle, dignified and virtuous girl was lured by a man with high martial arts, powerful and status to meet in Ziyun Cave, and later called mother-in-law Qiao to deliver the baby..."
As a senior member of Shaolin, he is one of the few people who know Xu Zhu's life experience: "the move of Wang Ye is not open and aboveboard, and no one will believe it."
"I don't know if granny Joe is a witness, and if the baby's cassock is evidence?" Xu liewu laughs, "besides, we Mongolians do everything in order to win. In our opinion, only the final winner is qualified to leave a voice."
Xu Zhu was silent. In fact, he had guessed his own life experience. Although he didn't know who his father was, he was definitely among those eminent monks. Otherwise, he would not have received so much care since he was a child, and he would have had a chance encounter that other disciples of Xu generation could not have.
Seeing their ugly faces, Xu liewu stopped laughing: "you two don't have to be sad. In my opinion, even if this little master becomes the emperor's son-in-law of Xixia, it's nothing good. On the contrary, it will have an impact on your reputation of Shaolin. As long as you make friends with us in Mongolia and help us to rule the world, you will be the only Buddhist in Mongolia in the future."
"Is that true?" The whole Shaolin Temple has done nothing more than to promote its own ideas and win the support of the officials of other countries. For thousands of years, Buddhism has experienced tremendous glory and the pain of Sanwu's extermination of Buddhism. Before Huizong of Song Dynasty highly praised Taoism, and chairong's extermination of Buddhism, Buddhism has been seeking the opportunity of revival, Today, only Mongolia is the most powerful country in the world. If we really take Buddhism as the national religion, the efforts of those generations will finally bear fruit.
"Nature is true." Xu liewu smiles on the surface, but sneers in the dark. Anyway, Tantric Buddhism is also Buddhism, and he is not a liar.
After a long time, he nodded: "OK, we promise you."
Xu liewu laughed with satisfaction: "in the future, we need more help from the eminent monks of your temple. After all, we in Mongolia are the most meritorious. Only in this way can we convince other sects."
"Amitabha ~" Kongwei put his hands together. "As long as we don't violate the commandments of our temple and the morality of the rivers and lakes, we are naturally duty bound."
After a secret talk about the relevant details, Xu liewu returned to the Mongolian guild hall with satisfaction, where the Lu brothers had been waiting respectfully.
"What's the matter with Jia Baoyu? Why can he go through the customs all the way to this point?" Xu liewu asked in a deep voice.
Lu brothers looked at each other and said quickly, "you can rest assured that Jia Baoyu is famous for his lack of knowledge and skills. It's a coincidence that he has been promoted several times."
"Coincidence? Once or twice is a coincidence, but is it really a coincidence so many times? " Xu liewu is thoughtful.
The protagonist they are discussing is coming out of the Xixia palace with a wall. He finds that his feet are a little soft. Song Qingshu can't help sighing. No matter how good his martial arts are, his body is flesh and blood after all. Every day, the iron pestle has to be ground into a needle.
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However, Kongwei didn't worry too much. Compared with Koryo and hualazima, there are many more experts on his side. In addition, xuliewu lost his army some time ago. Shaolin is not afraid of fighting.
The only trouble is that the two Japanese masters, Musashi Miyamoto and Kojiro Sasaki, have seen them fight in the martial arts competition before. They are both very skillful in martial arts, and their Ninjutsu is also extremely treacherous. If they help Xu liewu, they will increase a lot of variables.
Seeing that the monks were at war, Xu liewu laughed: "don't be so nervous, master. Today I'm not here to fight, but to have something to talk with you."
"I don't know what the Lord wants to talk about?" Kongwei came forward. He has the highest seniority here, and naturally he is in charge.
"What I want to talk about is of great importance. Is it appropriate to have so many people in the field?" Xu liewu looked around for a week and said faintly.
Empty smell wrinkled frown, a side a few division brothers whispered to remind a way: "careful have cheat."
Xu liewu laughs: "I heard that Shaolin is a great master in the Wulin, and its seventy-two unique skills are even more powerful. How can I be afraid of a person whose legs are injured?"
Hearing what he said, it was not good for Kong Wen to refuse again, so as not to lose Shaolin's prestige. He leaned aside to make way: "Lord, please talk with me in the room."
Xu liewu pointed to xuzhu: "let's go with this little monk."
Shaolin monks look at each other. Although xuzhu is highly skilled in martial arts, his seniority is very low. Normally, he doesn't participate in high-level meetings in front of outsiders. But now I don't know what xuliewu's idea is. It's more reassuring for xuzhu to look after him.
"You stay out there, too." Xuliewu did not let Miyamoto Musashi and Sasaki Kojiro into the room, and told them and those Mongolian warriors to stay outside.
They nodded and stayed outside to watch a group of Shaolin masters. They could not help itching. They had heard about Shaolin for a long time in Japan and knew that Shaolin represented the highest level of martial arts in the Central Plains. They were crazy about martial arts and had an impulse to have a try. However, considering that Xu liewu was still in the room, they still didn't dare to make mistakes. If something happened to his safety, That's a big deal.
"I don't know what the Lord is doing?" After entering the room, Kong Wen couldn't help asking. Now there are only three people in the room, he, Xu Zhu and Xu liewu.
Xuliewu looked at xuzhu: "nothing else, just want to let the little master quit the competition tomorrow."
"What Wen Yan and the rest of them all changed their colors. You know, the people of Shaolin were very happy to celebrate xuzhu's coming to this stage a moment ago, and they had a great chance to win the first prize. How could they give up at this time.
"The Lord is joking. Up to now, we should fight with each other according to our abilities. Although the Lord is injured in the leg, he is holding two fireguns, which are no less powerful than the Dragon Slayer's sword and heaven reliant sword. If we fight, we don't have to lose. Why should we make such an unreasonable request?" Without waiting for Xu Zhu to open his mouth, Kong Wen refused directly.
Xu liewu shook his finger: "no, this is not a request, but you must agree."
Xuzhu laughed angrily: "the Lord is too overbearing. Although Mongolia is strong, it can't control our Shaolin."
Xu liewu was not angry, but looked at him with a smile: "little master, do you have nine incense scars on your back and on both sides of your buttocks?"
Xu Zhu only felt a cool air rising from his spine: "how do you know?" At this time, he never mentioned it to others, and the ring scar is in such a hidden position. Maybe the martial brothers in Shaolin have seen the fragrant scar on his back, but they can never know that he still has it on his ass.
"The great Mongol Empire attaches great importance to intelligence collection, and we don't know anything in the world," Xu liewu said triumphantly. "Twenty four years ago, a beautiful, gentle, dignified and virtuous girl was lured by a man with high martial arts, powerful and status to meet in Ziyun Cave, and later called mother-in-law Qiao to deliver the baby..."
As a senior member of Shaolin, he is one of the few people who know Xu Zhu's life experience: "the move of Wang Ye is not open and aboveboard, and no one will believe it."
"I don't know if granny Joe is a witness, and if the baby's cassock is evidence?" Xu liewu laughs, "besides, we Mongolians do everything in order to win. In our opinion, only the final winner is qualified to leave a voice."
Xu Zhu was silent. In fact, he had guessed his own life experience. Although he didn't know who his father was, he was definitely among those eminent monks. Otherwise, he would not have received so much care since he was a child, and he would have had a chance encounter that other disciples of Xu generation could not have.
Seeing their ugly faces, Xu liewu stopped laughing: "you two don't have to be sad. In my opinion, even if this little master becomes the emperor's son-in-law of Xixia, it's nothing good. On the contrary, it will have an impact on your reputation of Shaolin. As long as you make friends with us in Mongolia and help us to rule the world, you will be the only Buddhist in Mongolia in the future."
"Is that true?" The whole Shaolin Temple has done nothing more than to promote its own ideas and win the support of the officials of other countries. For thousands of years, Buddhism has experienced tremendous glory and the pain of Sanwu's extermination of Buddhism. Before Huizong of Song Dynasty highly praised Taoism, and chairong's extermination of Buddhism, Buddhism has been seeking the opportunity of revival, Today, only Mongolia is the most powerful country in the world. If we really take Buddhism as the national religion, the efforts of those generations will finally bear fruit.
"Nature is true." Xu liewu smiles on the surface, but sneers in the dark. Anyway, Tantric Buddhism is also Buddhism, and he is not a liar.
After a long time, he nodded: "OK, we promise you."
Xu liewu laughed with satisfaction: "in the future, we need more help from the eminent monks of your temple. After all, we in Mongolia are the most meritorious. Only in this way can we convince other sects."
"Amitabha ~" Kongwei put his hands together. "As long as we don't violate the commandments of our temple and the morality of the rivers and lakes, we are naturally duty bound."
After a secret talk about the relevant details, Xu liewu returned to the Mongolian guild hall with satisfaction, where the Lu brothers had been waiting respectfully.
"What's the matter with Jia Baoyu? Why can he go through the customs all the way to this point?" Xu liewu asked in a deep voice.
Lu brothers looked at each other and said quickly, "you can rest assured that Jia Baoyu is famous for his lack of knowledge and skills. It's a coincidence that he has been promoted several times."
"Coincidence? Once or twice is a coincidence, but is it really a coincidence so many times? " Xu liewu is thoughtful.
The protagonist they are discussing is coming out of the Xixia palace with a wall. He finds that his feet are a little soft. Song Qingshu can't help sighing. No matter how good his martial arts are, his body is flesh and blood after all. Every day, the iron pestle has to be ground into a needle.
However, Kongwei didn't worry too much. Compared with Koryo and hualazima, there are many more experts on his side. In addition, xuliewu lost his army some time ago. Shaolin is not afraid of fighting.The only trouble is that the two Japanese masters, Musashi Miyamoto and Kojiro Sasaki, have seen them fight in the martial arts competition before. They are both very skillful in martial arts, and their Ninjutsu is also extremely treacherous. If they help Xu liewu, they will increase a lot of variables.Seeing that the monks were at war, Xu liewu laughed: "don't be so nervous, master. Today I'm not here to fight, but to have something to talk with you.""I don't know what the Lord wants to talk about?" Kongwei came forward. He has the highest seniority here, and naturally he is in charge."What I want to talk about is of great importance. Is it appropriate to have so many people in the field?" Xu liewu looked around for a week and said faintly.Empty smell wrinkled frown, a side a few division brothers whispered to remind a way: "careful have cheat."Xu liewu laughs: "I heard that Shaolin is a great master in the Wulin, and its seventy-two unique skills are even more powerful. How can I be afraid of a person whose legs are injured?"Hearing what he said, it was not good for Kong Wen to refuse again, so as not to lose Shaolin's prestige. He leaned aside to make way: "Lord, please talk with me in the room."Xu liewu pointed to xuzhu: "let's go with this little monk."Shaolin monks look at each other. Although xuzhu is highly skilled in martial arts, his seniority is very low. Normally, he doesn't participate in high-level meetings in front of outsiders. But now I don't know what xuliewu's idea is. It's more reassuring for xuzhu to look after him."You stay out there, too." Xuliewu did not let Miyamoto Musashi and Sasaki Kojiro into the room, and told them and those Mongolian warriors to stay outside.They nodded and stayed outside to watch a group of Shaolin masters. They could not help itching. They had heard about Shaolin for a long time in Japan and knew that Shaolin represented the highest level of martial arts in the Central Plains. They were crazy about martial arts and had an impulse to have a try. However, considering that Xu liewu was still in the room, they still didn't dare to make mistakes. If something happened to his safety, That's a big deal."I don't know what the Lord is doing?" After entering the room, Kong Wen couldn't help asking. Now there are only three people in the room, he, Xu Zhu and Xu liewu.Xuliewu looked at xuzhu: "nothing else, just want to let the little master quit the competition tomorrow.""What Wen Yan and the rest of them all changed their colors. You know, the people of Shaolin were very happy to celebrate xuzhu's coming to this stage a moment ago, and they had a great chance to win the first prize. How could they give up at this time."The Lord is joking. Up to now, we should fight with each other according to our abilities. Although the Lord is injured in the leg, he is holding two fireguns, which are no less powerful than the Dragon Slayer's sword and heaven reliant sword. If we fight, we don't have to lose. Why should we make such an unreasonable request?" Without waiting for Xu Zhu to open his mouth, Kong Wen refused directly.Xu liewu shook his finger: "no, this is not a request, but you must agree."Xuzhu laughed angrily: "the Lord is too overbearing. Although Mongolia is strong, it can't control our Shaolin."Xu liewu was not angry, but looked at him with a smile: "little master, do you have nine incense scars on your back and on both sides of your buttocks?"Xu Zhu only felt a cool air rising from his spine: "how do you know?" At this time, he never mentioned it to others, and the ring scar is in such a hidden position. Maybe the martial brothers in Shaolin have seen the fragrant scar on his back, but they can never know that he still has it on his ass."The great Mongol Empire attaches great importance to intelligence collection, and we don't know anything in the world," Xu liewu said triumphantly. "Twenty four years ago, a beautiful, gentle, dignified and virtuous girl was lured by a man with high martial arts, powerful and status to meet in Ziyun Cave, and later called mother-in-law Qiao to deliver the baby..."As a senior member of Shaolin, he is one of the few people who know Xu Zhu's life experience: "the move of Wang Ye is not open and aboveboard, and no one will believe it.""I don't know if granny Joe is a witness, and if the baby's cassock is evidence?" Xu liewu laughs, "besides, we Mongolians do everything in order to win. In our opinion, only the final winner is qualified to leave a voice."Xu Zhu was silent. In fact, he had guessed his own life experience. Although he didn't know who his father was, he was definitely among those eminent monks. Otherwise, he would not have received so much care since he was a child, and he would have had a chance encounter that other disciples of Xu generation could not have.Seeing their ugly faces, Xu liewu stopped laughing: "you two don't have to be sad. In my opinion, even if this little master becomes the emperor's son-in-law of Xixia, it's nothing good. On the contrary, it will have an impact on your reputation of Shaolin. As long as you make friends with us in Mongolia and help us to rule the world, you will be the only Buddhist in Mongolia in the future.""Is that true?" The whole Shaolin Temple has done nothing more than to promote its own ideas and win the support of the officials of other countries. For thousands of years, Buddhism has experienced tremendous glory and the pain of Sanwu's extermination of Buddhism. Before Huizong of Song Dynasty highly praised Taoism, and chairong's extermination of Buddhism, Buddhism has been seeking the opportunity of revival, Today, only Mongolia is the most powerful country in the world. If we really take Buddhism as the national religion, the efforts of those generations will finally bear fruit."Nature is true." Xu liewu smiles on the surface, but sneers in the dark. Anyway, Tantric Buddhism is also Buddhism, and he is not a liar.After a long time, he nodded: "OK, we promise you."Xu liewu laughed with satisfaction: "in the future, we need more help from the eminent monks of your temple. After all, we in Mongolia are the most meritorious. Only in this way can we convince other sects.""Amitabha ~" Kongwei put his hands together. "As long as we don't violate the commandments of our temple and the morality of the rivers and lakes, we are naturally duty bound."After a secret talk about the relevant details, Xu liewu returned to the Mongolian guild hall with satisfaction, where the Lu brothers had been waiting respectfully."What's the matter with Jia Baoyu? Why can he go through the customs all the way to this point?" Xu liewu asked in a deep voice.Lu brothers looked at each other and said quickly, "you can rest assured that Jia Baoyu is famous for his lack of knowledge and skills. It's a coincidence that he has been promoted several times.""Coincidence? Once or twice is a coincidence, but is it really a coincidence so many times? " Xu liewu is thoughtful.The protagonist they are discussing is coming out of the Xixia palace with a wall. He finds that his feet are a little soft. Song Qingshu can't help sighing. No matter how good his martial arts are, his body is flesh and blood after all. Every day, the iron pestle has to be ground into a needle.
