Sima Qingyun said: "Please envoy Cui You return to report to your sect Damu Jie. At that time, we, the three sects of the Central Plains, will definitely come."
Cui Qianyou was already a little discouraged when he saw Jiang Shuo. He cupped his fists and said, "That's very good. Then Cui will leave."
The old man Mo Jing said: "Hey, wait a minute... Cui Lang comes and goes as he pleases. He really doesn't take our Three Religions of the Central Plains seriously."
Cui Qianyou saw that Old Man Jing's nose was red and his eyes were gloomy. He was not like a martial arts master. He said proudly: "Old man, what do you want to say?"
In the whole courtyard, Cui Qianyou was only afraid of Jiang Shuo. When he answered the old man Mo Jing, he still glanced at Jiang Shuo out of the corner of his eye, thinking that if Jiang Shuo attacked, he would run away immediately. Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, the old man Mo Jing was in front of him. Cui Qianyou Qian You was startled and lost his voice: "You..."
However, the old man Mo Jing had already grabbed his wrist. Cui Qianyou didn't see the old man Mo Jing's shoulders and elbows move, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed. He was even more frightened. He pulled his wrist back and said: "Old guy, what are you up to?"
The old man Mo Jing said with a smile: "It is true that the two armies are fighting and do not kill the envoys. I will not embarrass you. You two respectfully kowtow to me and I will leave you alone."
Cui Qianyou said angrily: "This old guy is looking for death..."
The old man Mo Jing grabbed his left wrist, and his right hand holding the knife could still move freely, so he swung the knife and struck at the old man.
The back of the knife used by Guangming Er is hollow and filled with fire-igniting sulfur and other substances. When fighting, the mechanism on the handle of the knife is turned. Small holes are exposed on the back of the knife to release fine powder. The two knives are then clashed to produce sparks, which ignite the fire. The flame knife.
There is another thing in this flame knife, which is the powder of bright salt. Although the dose is weak, the opponent will still be affected by the toxicity of the bright salt after a long fight. The longer the fight, the weaker the opponent. This flame knife is hollow. What kind of magic is there if the opponent Cut it off with a sharp weapon, and the powder inside pours out and burns violently. All the poison of the bright salt is released instantly, and the opponent will be immediately poisoned and lose his internal strength.
Therefore, the flame knife has an advantage whether it encounters an equal opponent or a strong enemy. Therefore, although Cui Qianyou was caught by the wrist by the old man Mojing, he was still not afraid and struck at him with the knife.
The old man Bubu Mojing suddenly took a deep breath and faced the "whoosh" of the flaming knife. This time it was like a strong wind blowing out, blowing the flame on the knife into a long tongue of flame and rolling towards Cui Qianyou's face. .
This move was so weird, Cui Qianyou didn't expect it at all. His face was licked by the tongue of fire. He screamed "Ah", kicked his feet violently, and retreated sharply, but his left hand was licked by the tongue of fire. The old man Mo Jing couldn't get away, so he threw the right half of his body out, but his left hand was tightly held by the old man Mo Jing.
The old man Mojing, whose feet were like nails, stood motionless. He only heard a crisp "click" sound, and Cui Qianyou actually pulled his left shoulder until it was dislocated.
When Tian Qianzhen saw this, he hurriedly stepped forward to protect him. He and Cui Qianyou had practiced martial arts together since childhood, and they had a tacit understanding of each other. Cui Qianyou slashed vertically, and Tian Qianzhen struck the flame knife horizontally, slashing into the chest of the old man Mojing.
The old man Mojing still held Cui Qianyou with one hand, turned sideways, arched his back, stuck out his butt like a naughty boy, stretched his neck, aimed at Tian Qianzhen's flame knife and blew fiercely, and the flames rolled back, Lifting Tian Qianzhen's chest.
Tian Qianzhen's chest and clothes were caught by the fire and burned immediately. Tian Qianzhen hurriedly reached out to pat him, but the old man holding the mirror stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist with a "bang" sound. He pulled Tian Qianzhen back and pulled Tian Qianzhen away. Really dislocated my wrist.
Tian Qianzhen said: "Ah yo yo... what kind of magic did you use, old man?"
How can an ordinary person have the courage to blow the flames on the knife so that it flies back? How could Old Man Jing do this casual blowing that seemed like a joke, if he didn't possess profound innate energy?
Cui Qianyou shouted to Tian Qianzhen: "What kind of magic, let's do it together!"
Cui Qianyou said that he would no longer chop with his sword, but went straight into the palace and stabbed at the old man Mo Jing. As soon as he took out the sword, Tian Qianzhen immediately followed up and slashed diagonally down towards the shoulder of the old man Mo Jing. If Mo Jing If the old man ducked to avoid the diagonal slash, he would not be able to avoid the direct thrust. If he avoided the direct thrust, he would run into the diagonal slash.
The two of them attacked together, with a tacit understanding, and the blazing flames burning on the swords, the two swords covered a wider area, but they forgot that each of them had an arm held by the old man grinding the mirror.
The old man grinding the mirror smiled "hehe", broke off Tian Qianzhen's wrist, blocked his palm in front of Cui Qianyou's knife tip, and then lifted Cui Qianyou's wrist and blocked his arm in front of Tian Qianzhen's knife blade.
The old man's hands were like two iron pliers, holding the two's wrists and swinging them at will. Firstly, the internal strength of the two was far inferior to him, and secondly, they were detached from their joints and had no power to resist. When Cui and Tian saw this, they could only draw their knives and change positions. Cui Qianyou's horizontal knife was slashed horizontally against his captured arm, and Tian Qianzhen's vertical knife was also slashed vertically against his captured arm.
Cui and Tian used flame knives as weapons, and the wrist guards on both hands were made of asbestos. They were not afraid of being burned by the flames, so they dared to cut forward against their arms. If the old man did not let go, all his fingers would be burned. Knife off.
The laughter of the old man Mo Jing did not subside, and it seemed to contain praise. However, when the old man Mo Jing moved his arms, he overlapped the arms of Cui Tian and and the two knives were about to cut off their arms. Now, Cui and Tian can only change their moves.
With such a three-person cross-calling gesture, everyone admired the two messengers of Guangming. They held long knives in their hands, but they used short daggers, all of which were small and flexible. Old Man Mojing was even more sophisticated and could grasp the enemy tightly. He held the arms of the two and waved them back and forth, blocking the path of the two people's swords. If the flame knife came close, he would blow hard to make the flames roll back, so the bright salt flame on the knife had no effect.
Although Cui and Tian's wristbands were fireproof, their clothes were made of ordinary fabric. Not long after the battle, their clothes had been burned by fire in several places, and they were roaring with fire, which was very scary. One of them was pulled off the shoulder, the other was pulled off the wrist, and they were pulled back and forth by the old man grinding the mirror. At this moment, they were sweating from the pain.
Cui Qianyou already knew at this moment that Old Mojing was deliberately joking with the two of them. With his skills, it would be easy to kill them both. Cui Qianyou said to Tian Qianzhen: "No more fighting!" He pushed the mechanism and put the flame knife on He closed the pores and threw the knife on the ground. The long knife was stuck in the soil for a moment, and the flame on the knife slowly extinguished.
Tian Qianzhen was not stupid, he already knew that he couldn't beat him, but he was used to listening to Cui Qianyou's orders, so he followed Cui Qianyou and tried his best to draw the sword. When Cui Qianyou abandoned the sword, he also dropped the sword to the ground, with two long knives stuck in the ground. , blowing out the smoke.
Cui Qianyou said: "It is a crime to disobey the superior. The old man has such great skill, so it is not considered humiliating for us to kowtow to you."
The old man in the magic mirror chuckled, raised his hands and pushed their shoulders and wrists back to the joints. The two of them knelt down together, "bang bang bang", regardless of rubbing their sore joints, and kowtowed three times. Ring your head.
The old man Mo Jing laughed loudly and said: "Okay, the two juniors know their mistakes and can correct them. I, the senior, will naturally forget about the past and get up."
Cui Qianyou and Tian Qianzhen stood up again, crossed their hands and bowed to the old man Mojing, turned around, drew their swords, and left.
Seeing that the arrogance of the Second Envoy of Light had been quelled by Old Man Mojing, everyone laughed together, and no one stopped them to leave. The two of them arrived at the door dejectedly. Cui Qianyou turned around and crossed his hands to Old Man Mojing and said, "Senior, today Although he defeated the two of us, we are only one of the seventy-two Fuduodan in the sect. If the seniors underestimate our sect because of this, they will regret it tomorrow."
Jiang Shuo thought to himself, Damu Jiayihai Abose is fierce and has a weak heart. In terms of real skills, he may not be as good as the two messengers of light. I don't know what Cui Qianyou means by this.
The old man Mo Jing twirled his beard and said with a smile: "Okay, I will ask the elders of your sect for advice tomorrow."
Cui Qianyou stared at the old man Mo Jing, folded his hands and bowed before he left with Tian Qianzhen. When he last looked at the old man Mo Jing, there was a ruthless look in his eyes, but the old man Mo Jing did not take it seriously. Sleep.
After the two of them were far away, Ruixi and Huaijin jumped down from the roof beams. Just then they saw the two envoys of light entering the courtyard, and immediately hid, waiting for the two to leave before reappearing.
Old Man Mojing already knew that Ruixi was a Manichean, and asked Ruixi: "Elder, what does Fuduodan mean? I think the skills of these two people are as good as yours. Are you also Fuduodan?"
Ruixi said: "The main altar of our religion is in Persia. The believers are divided into five levels. The highest is the Twelve Great Mujas, which means 'apostles'; the second is the Seventy-Two Fuduodans, which is translated as 'the venerable ones who uphold the teachings'" The third one is Three Hundred and Sixty Xi Sidde, which is translated as 'elder'; the fourth one is A Luo Sui, which is translated as 'pure and good person'; the fifth one is Shazao, which is translated as 'believer'. I am just Xi Sidde, who is better than The Second Envoy of Light is still one level lower."
The old man Mo Jing said: "There are actually seventy-two people like them. That's a bit difficult to deal with."
Ruixi said: "Seventy-two Fuduodan are mostly in the hometown of Persia, and there are only two of them in the Central Plains. As for kung fu, our religion does not divide classes based on martial arts strength, so it is not surprising that my kung fu is equivalent to that of the two envoys. .”
Huaijin interjected: "The ability of Rui Xi could have been ranked among Fu Duo Dan, but it was only because of being excluded that Cui Qianyou, a traitor, succeeded. However, the twelve great Mujus do all have their own special abilities."
Jiang Shuo said: "But Apo Damucha's kung fu is not very good. Has he been deliberately hiding his strength?"
Ruixi shook his head and said: "Our Tang Dynasty Church is a branch of Manichaeism in Persia. According to the canon, the Damujas from all over the country should be appointed by the Persian General Temple. The successive Damujas will receive exquisite martial arts from the General Temple. Therefore, their skills They are all extraordinary. However, after the previous Damuchan died of illness, Yihai Apo appointed Damuchang himself, rewarded his cronies lavishly, and excluded dissenters. Because he was not in the right position, he did not receive any merit."
Jiang Shuo nodded and said, "That's it."
The old man Mojing said: "If, as Elder Ruixi said, Yihai Apo is a idiot, what did Cui Qianyou mean by his last words?"
Cheng Qianli sneered: "It's just a matter of not being pretentious and just blowing the air. Don't take it to heart, senior."
Ruixi shook his head and said: "I don't think so... In my opinion, it may be that there are experts from Persia. After Yihai Apo usurped the religion, I sent people to the Persia General Altar to deliver news. Now that I think about it, it has changed. came back……"
The old man Mo Jing smiled and said, "It's no use guessing now. We'll find out when we get to Douji Peak tomorrow." Then he turned to Jiang Shuo and asked, "By the way, little friend Jiang, where did you go just now?"
Hearing this, everyone looked at Jiang Shuo. Jiang Shuo hurriedly chased the mysterious man he had vaguely seen before and lost the trace underground. However, he arrived at the other courtyard where he stayed yesterday. Later, he heard Ye Tianshi's shout and rushed back. It was discovered that the two envoys of light were coming.
Zhuge Jingxu said: "It is a common method in Pingliang to hide secret passages in wells, which are called 'well tunnels'. The cobweb-like underground roads in the city are also handed down from the ancients. There are also well tunnels in the Taoist Palace. Unexpectedly, they are actually used by people." Come and pretend to be a ghost." After thinking for a while, he said: "I will arrange for my disciples to go down the well and take a big rope!"
The old man Mo Jing waved his hand and said: "No need. Your disciple's skills are low and he will definitely disappear. Our urgent task now is tomorrow's Nine Sects Conference!"
Some people died, but not completely...
