Seeing that Jiumozhi walked towards him, Ling Chen immediately tense up. He was not like Duan Yanqing and others who didn't know who Jiumozhi was. After reading the original work of "The Legend of the Dragon and the Eight Parts", he knew quite well. Jiumozhi, who seemed to save his life, was definitely not a great good man. At least for the moment, he was not. Ling Chen remembered very clearly that Jiumozhi, who was crazy about martial arts, can be said to be a person who used all kinds of tricks to achieve superior martial arts. It was not until the end of the story that Duan Yu used the "Bei Ming Divine Art" to absorb all his internal strength. After losing all his martial arts, he realized it and returned to Tubo to become a generation of monks.

So Jiumozhi is definitely not a great good man at this moment. Ling Chen was very sure of this. Although he didn't know why Jiumozhi came to save him, Ling Chen guessed that this was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface!

"Little brother, are you okay?" Jiumozhi walked to Ling Chen's eyes and looked at Ling Chen with a smile on his face. If he hadn't known Jiumozhi's character very well, Ling Chen would have been deceived by his smile at this moment, thinking that it was his good luck and met a Taoist monk to save him.

However, although he was full of vigilance towards Jiumozhi, he saved himself at this moment, and it seemed that he was not hostile to him for the time being, so Ling Chen was not able to show any hostility. Instead, he looked at Jiumozhi with gratitude and said, "Thank you for your life-saving kindness. I'm fine, but I was injured by Yanqing with true qi. As long as I recuperate for a while, it's fine!"

"I'm such a strange man. It's okay to be hit by Yanqing with a single finger. It can be seen that the little brother has a strong internal strength. I don't know which school he has to follow!" Jiumozhi looked at Ling Chen and asked seriously.

When Ling Chen heard this sentence from Jiumozhi, he also laughed secretly, saying that the fox's tail was revealed so quickly. It seemed that his strong internal strength aroused his curiosity and asked him to care about this little business. You must know that Jiumozhi is a man who is crazy about martial arts. From the original work of "The Legend of the Dragon and the Eight Parts", he can see his persistence in the Six-Meridian Divine Sword. At this moment, it must be because he has strong internal strength but does not know how to do martial arts.

"Damn it, it's trouble now. This Jiumozhi is not such a fool. If he can't make up a good excuse, he will never believe it!" Ling Chen was also secretly worried at this moment.

"What, are there any difficulties for little brother? It's the little monk who is abrupt, so I've never asked about it!" Seeing Ling Chen's face showing a difficult look, Jiumozhi also guessed that Ling Chen was unwilling to say it because of his master's relationship, and he was not anxious. After all, Ling Chen's attraction was not enough to make him lose his identity as a national teacher.

Seeing Jiumozhi's performance, a light of inspiration flashed in Ling Chen's heart. He had an idea in his heart. Looking at Jiumozhi, he said seriously: "What the master said? You have saved your life. This is not a big secret. I just hope that the master will not say it out in the future!"

Seeing Ling Chen's performance, Jiumozhi nodded secretly. In his heart, Ling Chen should be very grateful to him, so he told him the big secret. He immediately had no doubts. He looked at Ling Chen and said seriously: "Don't worry, little brother, the little monk is not a talkative person. The little monk promises not to reveal what you said today, if it is contrary to you, heaven and earth will be destroyed!"

Ling Chen actually didn't care about Jiumozhi's promise, but when he looked at Jiumozhi's performance, he understood that Jiumozhi would not doubt what he said, and immediately said to him very seriously: "Master, have you ever heard of Xiao Wuxiang Gong and Beiming Divine Ability!"

"Xiao Wuxianggong!" After hearing Ling Chen's words, Jiu Mozhi's face also changed. He didn't know much about the Beiming Divine Art, but he knew very well that Xiao Wuxianggong was too clear. This was his biggest reliance on coming to Middle Earth and the fundamental reason why he believed that he could dominate the martial arts world.

Many years ago, when Jiumozhi was a young monk, he had a fate with an old Taoist priest. This old Taoist priest taught him some Taoist rituals and martial arts. Jiumozhi, who has loved martial arts since he was a child, did not care much about the Taoist rituals taught by the old Taoist at that time, but he had completely learned the martial arts, and this martial arts is Xiao Wuxiang Gong.

This little Wuxiang Gong is a top internal skill in the Xiaoyao Sect, and it is powerful. Its main feature is that it does not focus on form and has no trace. As long as you possess this skill, you will know the moves of other martial arts. Relying on its powerful power, you can imitate other people's unique skills or even better than the original version. It is difficult for people who have not learned this skill to distinguish.

"Master, you know this little Wuxianggong!" Looking at Jiu Mozhi's reaction at this moment, Ling Chen also asked knowingly.

"Uh, the little monk has heard of it, but he doesn't know it completely. Please continue talking with me, brother!" Jiumozhi did not answer Ling Chen's question at this moment, but instead vaguely told him.

Ling Chen was not surprised to see Jiumozhi not wanting to say much, but continued to look at him and said seriously: "This little Wuxiang Gong and Beiming Divine Ability are both the two top internal skills of the Xiaoyao Sect. My master is the Beiming Divine Ability that he has practiced, and has accumulated a strong internal strength. However, he was finally harmed by a traitor, so he passed on this powerful internal strength to me. But now I have internal strength but don't understand martial arts. Master told me where the secrets of Xiaoyao Sect are hidden, and let me go there to find martial arts secrets so that I can avenge him in the future!"

"Uh, so that's it. Where are you storing your martial arts secrets? Do you need a monk to accompany you to get it?" Jiumozhi also looked at Ling Chen and asked curiously.

"Actually, my master originally hid this martial arts secret book in Wuliang Mountain, but he was obtained by the old man from Gusu Murong Bo and hid it in his Yanziwu. You must know that the Murong family is not an ordinary person, so I decided to practice for a few more years and go to Yanziwu to ask for it if I have some capital!" Ling Chen looked at Jiumozhi and said seriously.

Ling Chen's words were seven points true and three points false. Jiumozhi did not doubt it, and secretly guessed in his heart that he and Murong Bo had had an intersection many years ago, and knew some of Murong Bo's methods. On the surface, he looked like a gentleman, but in fact his actions were quite despicable. Jiumozhi had no doubts about the fact that he would steal other people's martial arts secrets to his Yanziwu.

"Little brother, you don't need to worry. Although the Murong family has a high prestige in the martial arts world, Mr. Murong Bo has passed away. The head of the Murong family should be his incompetent son. The little monk and Mr. Murong Bo are old acquaintances. The little monk will accompany you. I believe they will give the little monk a little bit of shame and give you a secret book!" Jiumozhi also looked at Ling Chen and said seriously. He said this time, seven points are true and three points are false.

Jiumozhi really wanted to help Ling Chen go to Yanziwu to get back the martial arts secrets of the Beiming Divine Art, and he thought that as long as he tried his best to help Ling Chen this time, he would not be afraid that he would not give him the martial arts secrets at that time. As for offending the Murong family of Gusu, he didn't care about this matter. After all, in his opinion, Murong Bo was dead, and the Murong family was exhausted, so there was no need to take it seriously.

"Master, thank you for your kindness, but I want to use my own ability to get back what belongs to me. I plan to study for two years by myself and then visit the Murong family!" Ling Chen naturally knew that Jiumozhi proposed to accompany him to get back the martial arts secrets. There was no doubt that he wanted to learn the Beiming Divine Art. Of course, he would not be fooled and found a reason that suits young people and refused.

"That's it, okay, I'm waiting for the day when you defeat the Murong family with little brother!" Jiumozhi was not surprised by Ling Chen's performance. Judging from the fact that Ling Chen was killed by Duan Yanqing and others before, he knew that Ling Chen was an extremely stubborn person, so he was not surprised and did not object to him that he had to rely on his own ability to get back the secret book of his Xiaoyao Sect. Anyway, whether Ling Chen followed him or not would affect his going to Yanziwu. After all, Murong Bo is no longer here. In his opinion, it would be easier to steal one or two martial arts secret book in Gusu Yanziwu!

"Well, Master, I will!" Ling Chen said seriously. Since he was indeed saved by this Jiumozhi, his impression of him at this moment was better than that of his subconscious. Thinking that if this Jiumozhi sneaked into the Murong family, he might encounter the Murong Bo who pretended to be dead, he said to him: "By the way, Master, I have something to confirm with you!"

"What's the matter? Brother, just ask?" Jiumozhi looked at Ling Chen and asked seriously.

"Is Mr. Murong Bo really dead?" Ling Chen asked with a look of confusion.

"Little brother, why do you ask this? You must know that the news of Mr. Murong's death alarmed the entire martial arts world. The little monk was also sad for a long time!" Jiu Mozhi was also a little surprised when Ling Chen asked this question like this, but he still asked patiently.

"It's such a master. I heard from my master that Mr. Murong Bo seems to be a descendant of Yan State and has always had the intention to restore the country. I never really believe in his sudden death. And hasn't the Murong family been quieter in the past few years? Maybe I'm too concerned, in short, please pay more attention!" Ling Chen looked at Jiumozhi and spoiled him a little. After all, Jiumozhi saved his life, and he didn't want to owe others the favor!

After hearing Ling Chen's words, Jiu Mozhi's face also changed a little. He knew more or less about the Murong family being a descendant of the royal family. After thinking about it carefully, the Murong family has indeed been a bit quiet in the past few years. Could it be that all this was really what Murong Bo did to cover up his eyes and ears?

Seeing Jiumozhi's reaction, Ling Chen knew that his words had already played a role and had changed the plot. In order to prevent the future from being out of his control, Ling Chen no longer continued to spoil it. Instead, he looked at Jiumozhi and smiled, "This is just my random guess. If you say it wrong, Master, please don't be too careful!"

"The little monk knows, thank you for your reminder, little brother!" Jiumozhi also looked at Ling Chen and nodded seriously.
Chapter completed!