Murong Longcheng left.
In the medical center, Mu Xuan was secretly looking at the three secret books in front of him, planning his next plan in his mind.
Among the people Mu Xuan wanted to kill, there were many masters, and the weakest in martial arts was only Murong Fu.
Mu Xuan originally planned to kill Murong Fu first to vent his anger, but now that he had taken other people's things, he had to postpone the killing of Murong Fu later.
Based on this calculation, the people Mu Xuan wants to kill next are all great masters.
To deal with these people, with Mu Xuan's current strength, even if he kills the opponent, both sides will definitely lose. At this time, just anyone can kill him.
"You have to wait until you reach the Grand Master level!"
Mu Xuan sighed leisurely.
"What the Divine Doctor said is true!"
Jiumozhi responded hastily.
Mu Xuan was stunned and couldn't help but look to the side, only to see Jiumozhi staring at the three secret books on the desk.
He didn't hear what Mu Xuan was saying at all. His eyes had long been attracted by the secret book and he couldn't get away no matter what.
Just now Mu Xuan spoke, Jiumozhi thought Mu Xuan was talking to him.
Jiumozhi looked at the secret book in front of him, and saw the movement of stars, the combination of fingers, and Longcheng's sword skills. They were all created by Murong Longcheng, and they were infinitely subtle!
He wanted to study each one carefully.
what to do?
He doesn't want to leave now. He doesn't even want to go to the capital!
Under Jiumozhi's reluctant eyes, Mu Xuan put the secret book away.
Mu Xuan handed the secret book to Huang Rong. Huang Rong read the secret book and quickly entered the backyard.
Jiumozhi just watched Huang Rong's back disappear in front of him, his eyes full of reluctance.
Mu Xuan looked at Huang Rong who had disappeared, and then at the look of reluctance on Jiumozhi's face, and couldn't help but laugh, "National Master, the secret book has been put away, it's time to come to your senses!"
Listening to Mu Xuan's words, Jiumozhi didn't feel embarrassed.
He had been embarrassed enough.
First he stated that he wanted to punish Xiao Feng, but he was given a lecture by Xiao Feng at the Beggar Clan Conference. Then in order to ask Mu Xuan to keep it secret, he even handed over the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin.
Another one is today. I just said that Murong Fu was nothing to be afraid of, but as soon as I rushed out, I ran into Murong Longcheng.
His face was swollen from the beating.
After all, he had already lost face so many times, and he didn't mind losing face again.
After being beaten by Mu Xuan, the longing look on Jiumozhi's face became more intense. He stared at Mu Xuan with burning eyes and said excitedly, "The young monk heard that Divine Doctor Mu has set up many Ksitigarbha scripture pavilions in the medical clinic. , are there many martial arts secrets in the pavilion?"
Hearing this, Mu Xuan had a teasing look on his face, his tone changed, and he said with a smile, "I also understand what the Imperial Master said. The Imperial Master wants to see the secret books in my Scripture Pavilion?"
When Jiumozhi heard that Mu Xuan directly pointed out his thoughts, he was not embarrassed. He just looked at Mu Xuan with wide eyes, and his eyes were full of excitement, "Doctor Mu, are you willing to let the young monk enter the Sutra Pavilion to watch?"
"The secrets of martial arts are written just to be watched. There is no end to martial arts. If everyone works behind closed doors, there will be no achievements in martial arts. Only by learning from each other's strengths can we go further. !”
Mu Xuan's words resonated with Jiumozhi.
Jiumozhi was trembling with excitement. He felt that what Mu Xuan said was so reasonable.
What is a fellow-minded person?
That's it.
Can I still have babies if I keep the martial arts secrets? Might as well show it to him.
Speaking of this, I have to complain about the people of Tianlong Temple. Isn't it just to borrow the Six Meridians Sword Sutra?
As for beating him up?
Mu Xuan is better!
But before Jiumozhi could be moved, he heard the word "but" from Mu Xuan's mouth.
Jiumozhi's heart is so cold and cold.
"But... National Master, this martial arts secret book cannot be read by people with evil intentions. Of course, I, Mu Xuan, can trust the conduct of the National Master."
As soon as Mu Xuan finished speaking, Jiumozhi's dimmed eyes were filled with light again, "Yes, the young monk is the most upright man. If Mu Xuan doesn't believe it, you can go to Tubo and ask. There is no one in Tubo who doesn't praise the young monk." !”
"Of course I can trust the master's character, but if I meet a decent person who asks me to read the martial arts secrets, do I have to make them look down on each one?"
"National Master, do you think we should set some conditions? After all, that is a peerless martial art!"
Mu Xuan beat around the bush and finally got to the point.
Jiumozhi frowned when he heard this. Even he couldn't show his martial arts skills such as the flame knife to strangers. There was nothing wrong with what Mu Xuan said. Some thresholds should indeed be set. Not everyone can see it.
"What does the Divine Doctor mean?"
Jiumozhi asked softly.
Mu Xuan raised the corner of his mouth, glanced at Huang Rong beside him, and then picked up the tea without saying a word.
Huang Rong pursed her lips and smiled when she saw this, Mu Xuan asked her to do the talking.
"Hey! Imperial Master, I have something to say, are you willing to listen to it?"
Huang Rong asked with a smile.
Jiumozhi looked at Huang Rong. He also knew the relationship between the two. Huang Rong's request was basically Mu Xuan's request.
Jiumozhi said, "Miss Huang, if you have something to say, you might as well say it!"
Huang Rong smiled and said, "Take Brother Bai opposite me as an example. He works for Sister Xiangyu, and Sister Xiangyu gives him monthly money. Is it natural and right?"
Jiumozhi nodded in understanding. He knew that Brother Bai, whom Huang Rong was talking about, was the waiter opposite, and he had a little bit of skill in him.
"Although Brother Mu Xuan has many secret books, he cannot show them to others casually. If someone wants to read them, should they do the same as Brother Bai?"
Huang Rong laughed softly.
Jiumozhi glanced at Mu Xuan with his confused eyes, and then said, "The young monk seems to understand what the doctor Mu Xuan wants from the young monk. Even though he made it clear, the young monk will never frown!"
Jiumozhi complained about Huang Rong in his heart. Really, if you have something to say, can't you just say it directly? You have to beat around the bush!
Women are just pretentious.
"Xiao Monk declares in advance that Xiao Monk will never do anything like murder and arson!"
When Jiumozhi saw that Mu Xuan wanted to speak, he suddenly thought of something and spoke quickly.
Mu Xuan's half-smiling expression made Jiumozhi blush.
Although he secretly practiced Shaolin martial arts, went to Tianlong Temple to find trouble, and finally arrested the heir of the Duan family in Dali, and even bullied the only son of his old friend Murong Bo, he was still a virtuous monk!
Murder is his bottom line and cannot be exceeded!
"The Imperial Master is joking, how could I let the Imperial Master do such a thing? To be honest with the Imperial Master, I have indeed thought about watching the secret books in the Sutra Pavilion with my friends, and then sharing their experiences, just like Senior Dugu and Lao Like ancestors..."
Jiumozhi nodded repeatedly after hearing this: Yes, you are the descendant of Dugu Qiubai and Sunflower Ancestor. Others have done this, so why don't you follow suit?
"but……"
As soon as the word "Mu Xuan" came out, Jiumozhi's mood was like riding a roller coaster, ups and downs, unpredictable.
"But Imperial Master, many of the secret books in my hand are medical materials given to me by others. They believed in my ability and gave the secret books to me. It is not right for me to directly give the secret books to others for viewing. Isn't this right? Are those people irresponsible?"
As Mu Xuan spoke, he glanced at Jiumozhi. The underlying meaning behind his words was that he wanted to add more money.
Jiumozhi's face turned red, "The young monk will never let it out. Even if he learns it, he will only practice it secretly by himself and never use it in public. How about..."
Jiumozhi still wanted to fight for it, but Mu Xuan directly interrupted Jiumozhi: "Okay, Imperial Master, I just have this idea now. If I want to discuss martial arts with the Imperial Master, naturally, I will notify the Imperial Preceptor, but if I need some help at that time, I will ask the Imperial Preceptor to help..."
Mu Xuan was about to speak but stopped, Jiumozhi quickly said, "As long as it's not murder and arson, I will never refuse!"
Just kidding, it's Dugu Qiufei and Patriarch Sunflower. As long as he doesn't kill people and set fires, he will dare to do it even if he is made to fall out with Buddha!
What he respects is Buddhism, and Buddha does not represent Buddhism. Well, there is nothing wrong with it!
Jiumozhi also left.
After chatting with Mu Xuan, he left with great reluctance. In his words, he didn't want to leave either.
However, he had to go to the capital some time in advance to meet the Ming Emperor. In addition to congratulating the emperor on his wedding, he had other things to do.
At present, he still has the status of Tubo's national counselor. In his position and political affairs, he still has to fulfill his responsibilities.
Mu Xuan watched Jiumozhi leave. When Huang Rong saw Jiumozhi walking away, she immediately asked softly, "Brother Mu Xuan, are you really going to let Jiumozhi see the secret books in the Sutra Pavilion?"
"Do you know who taught me the Dugu Nine Swords?"
Mu Xuan asked.
Huang Rong frowned when she heard this. Mu Xuan once said that Dugu Qiubei was created by Dugu Qiubei, so it should have been taught by Dugu Qiubei, right?
But yesterday Mu Xuan and Dugu Qiubai clearly met for the first time...
"Could it be taught by our ancestors?"
Huang Rong wondered, guessing the most likely person.
Mu Xuan thought Huang Rong was talking about Dugu Qiubai, but who would have thought that she was actually talking about Uncle Zhao.
"Yes, it's Uncle Zhao! He sat down with Dugu Qiufei, the wicked Taoist, Huang Shang, Zhang Sanfeng and others to discuss Taoism. Several of them exchanged martial arts secrets and learned together!"
"At their level, the strongest martial arts are not others', but created by themselves. Even if they give their martial arts to others, the power displayed by others will be far less powerful than what they exert!"
"Uncle Zhao taught me this truth, but...I haven't reached this level yet!"
Mu Xuan said with a smile.
He has finally collected so many martial arts skills, but he is asked to show them to others without fully understanding them himself?
Mu Xuan couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart.
What's more, Zhao Bo and others are land gods, while Mu Xuan is only at the master level. The two are very different. It is normal for Mu Xuan not to have this idea at the moment.
"When I reach the Grand Master, I will start to study these secret books. When I have a thorough understanding, I can use them to discuss the Tao with others."
"By the way...let those who want to see help me do something!"
Mu Xuan chuckled softly.
While they were talking, the sound of horse hoofbeats sounded from the entrance of the alley. Mu Xuan and Huang Rong looked at each other and saw a man who looked like a young boy driving his car and stopped at the entrance of the inn.
An old man and a young woman got out of the car. The two moved three large boxes out of the car and placed them at the door.
After the two men unloaded the box, the boy drove away.
It looked like the carriage was hired by those two people.
"Brother Mu Xuan, that box is quite heavy!"
Huang Rong meant something. To be able to lift such a big box, these two people must be martial arts practitioners.
"These two are not simple!"
Mu Xuan said with a smile.
These two people were none other than Yang Huilan and her "fake father" whom Mu Xuan had met in the morning, who was competing in a martial arts competition to find a bride!
Mu Xuan didn't look at the other people's thoughts of packing the boxes. When he was about to turn around and leave, Huang Rong waved his hands repeatedly, "Hey, brother Mu Xuan, there's an old man and a young man here again!"
When Mu Xuan heard this, he immediately stopped and looked out curiously. He saw another vehicle coming at the entrance of the alley, but it was not a carriage, but an ox cart.
In the car was an old farmer driving the car. Sitting behind the car were also an old man, a young man, a man and a woman. There were also several boxes in the car, which were exactly the same as those of Yang Huilan!
Huang Rong took a look from a distance and saw that the woman in plain clothes on the carriage had bright eyes and white teeth. She was countless times prettier than the woman who was packing the boxes in front of her. She quickly held Mu Xuan's arm. .
Mu Xuan already has enough love affairs now, and she doesn't want Mu Xuan to get into love debt.
Mu Xuan felt the softness on his arm, smiled slightly, and pressed closer to Huang Rong.
The bullock cart approached, and the two people also got out of the cart and placed the box at the door of the inn.
But the difference was that the man who looked to be about fifty years old nodded respectfully towards Mu Xuan.
Mu Xuan nodded slightly.
This time, it was the two people who packed up the boxes at the door, and Yang Huilan, who had already packed the boxes, shouted loudly, "Is there anyone? Stay at the hotel! Help move the boxes at the door!"
As he spoke, he walked into the inn.
Lao Bai, who had been waiting for a long time, ran out when he heard the noise and went straight to the box the other party had packed.
Lao Bai raised his chin at Mu Xuan and Huang Rong. It was obvious that he was in a good mood because of the business.
Lao Bai weighed the box in front of him and prepared to take action, while Mu Xuan and Huang Rong turned around and walked towards the hospital.
"Nianci, take out the flag used for the competition and mend it. Let's travel all over the country. The flag is a little worn out."
"Okay daddy!"
Mu Xuan couldn't help but pause when he heard the conversation between the two people behind him.
Nian Ci?
Arena?
This is... Mu Nianci?
Mu Xuan turned around and glanced at the father and daughter. Before Mu Xuan could take a closer look at the characters in the book, he was dragged in by Huang Rong.
Huang Rong saw Mu Xuan looking at her, smiled, and then let go of her hand, "Brother Mu Xuan, I'm going to make dinner for you!"
After Huang Rong said that, she skipped into the kitchen in the backyard and muttered as she left, "It's strange. I always feel like someone is singing across the street. Ever since I saw you at Tongfu Inn... what's behind you?"
Mu Xuan laughed dumbly and lay down on the rocking chair holding a Taoist scripture.
(End of chapter)
