I am reincarnated in the heavens and become a dragon

A cold smile appeared on Murong Fu's face, "Cousin, who told you that I'm going to transcribe the Beiming Divine Art to Jiumozhi?"

"Then cousin you?"

Facing Wang Yuyan who was full of doubts, Murong Fu sneered and said, "Small size is not a gentleman, and non-toxic is not a husband. I will not make false claims with him, and promise to copy the Beiming Divine Art to him. How can he obediently follow me to Gusu?" ?”

"The art of war is based on fiction and reality, and it means that soldiers are not tired of deceit. If I, Murong Fu, are familiar with military books, why should he fight me as a monk who reads Buddhist scriptures?"

Wang Yuyan let go of Murong Fu's arm, and retreated a few steps calmly, a little scared.

What she Wang Yuyan likes is that ambitious and confident cousin, not the ambitious, sinister and cunning cousin in front of her.

Murong Fu didn't notice the change in Wang Yuyan's mentality, his eyes were cold, and he walked out of the room with the cheat book.

A few days later, candles were burning in the dim hut of Shenhezhuang, and Jiumo Zhibao Xiang solemnly sat cross-legged on the bed and knocked on the wooden fish.

Squeak!

The wooden door was pushed open, Jiumozhi opened his eyes suddenly, and asked Murong Fu eagerly, "Young Master Murong, did you bring good news to this young monk?"

Jiumozhi was so full of the secrets of Beiming's magical skills that he didn't notice Murong Fu's footsteps were sloppy, as if he had crippled his own skills.

After Murong Fu entered the room, he took out a book, smiled at Jiumozhi, "My aunt is really difficult, I begged her hard for more than a month, stalked her, and tried every means to get her to Give me the secret book of the Beiming Divine Art."

"National teacher, I have not let you down. I will give you the secret book, you have to persuade the Tubo king to give me a fief and lend me soldiers and horses."

With that said, Murong Fu put the booklet on the table.

Jiumozhi's eyes flickered, he stood up from the bed, smiled at Murong Fu, "Don't worry, Mr. Murong, I'm a monk, so naturally I won't lie to you."

Jiumozhi is also an old man, he carefully guarded Murong Fu before opening the book.

Opening the booklet and reading two pages, Jiumozhi's eyes were frenzied, and he accelerated the speed of turning the pages, sometimes using

Dip your fingers in your saliva for easy flipping and reading.

Swish Swish Swish, the sound of flipping the book kept ringing in the dim hut, Jiumozhi said excitedly, "It's true, it's true! This is really the secret book of Beiming's magical skills, Mr. Murong really believes in people!"

"It's good that the national teacher is satisfied."

The dim candlelight reflected Murong Fu's cold eyes, and reflected Murong Fu's handsome face with a smile on his face.

Before Jiumozhi finished flipping through the book, Jiumozhi became dizzy for a while, and several figures of Murong Fu appeared in front of his eyes.

"Murong Fu, are you dishonest and trying to harm me?"

With a bang, Jiumozhi slapped the table with his palm, smashing the solid wood table to pieces, and Baoxiang's solemn face turned black.

Murong Fu laughed wildly, "National teacher, oh national teacher, you are still the Tubo national teacher, how can you be so naive? You want the secret book of Beiming magic art, and I will give it to you. But I don't want the Tubo kingdom's fiefdom, and I don't want the Tubo country's soldiers and horses. I only want your strength!"

Jiumozhi calmed down, sat cross-legged on the ground, and said in a cold voice, "Young Master Murong, your father and I are best friends, so we are also your uncle, you can't harm me."

Murong Fu's eyes were cold, "Great Monk, you still want to take advantage of me now? Do you think I don't know that you are delaying time and want to expel the poison?"

"To tell you the truth, what I quenched on the pages of the book is extremely poisonous, no matter how powerful your skills are, you won't be able to get rid of it!"

"Give me all your skills obediently!"

Saying that, Murong Fu stepped forward, pressed his palm on Jiumozhi's heavenly spirit cover, frantically absorbing the true energy in Jiumozhi's body.

Following Murong's success, Jiumozhi's whole body trembled as if he had been electrocuted.

Half an hour later, Murong Fu withdrew his palm and clenched his fist in satisfaction, feeling the true energy filling his dantian again, an intoxicated smile appeared on Murong Fu's face. .five

Jiumozhi was drained of all his qi, and sat limply on the ground. He looked at Murong Fu with complicated eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Murong Fu, if you dare to kill me, Tubo Kingdom will let you go, and Tantra will not let you go." I won't let you go!"

Murong Fu turned his head to look at Jiumozhi, and said with a sneer, "Do you think I'm afraid of Tubo Kingdom, or do you think I'm afraid of Tantric Buddhism? Wait for me to absorb some energy, and I'll destroy your Tubo Kingdom together!"

Looking at Murong Fu in front of him, Jiumozhi closed his eyes and muttered to himself, "Injustice, injustice! There will be a catastrophe in the world from now on, and I don't know how many people will suffer. Buddha, my disciple is guilty!"

"Since you are guilty, then go to the seat of the Buddha to repent, and I will send you there!"

Murong Fu killed Jiumozhi with one palm, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "Not enough, not enough, one Jiumozhi is not enough! When I suck up all the skills in the world, when I suck up Li Zhige's skills, then The demon god is no longer Li Zhige, but me, Murong Fu!"

"At that time, who else can stop me from returning to the country?"

Murong Fu's expression was crazy, and the laughter echoed in Sanhezhuang. He walked out of the house and walked to the place where all the subordinates of Shenhezhuang lived.

Chapter 135 Confrontation

Hanzhong territory.

Li Zhige looked at the old man blocking the way ahead, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Mei Lan Zhuju pressed the sword with one hand, looking at the uninvited guest in front of him with unkind eyes.

This is an old man, his temples are stained with wind and frost, but his figure is as burly as an iron tower, and his whole body is as majestic as Mount Tai. The figure of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi is full of the style of a master.

Master!

The four daughters of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum didn't know how powerful they were, and gave birth to the feeling that this is a master.

"You are the Demon God Li Zhige?"

Sima Changkong looked at the man in green shirt opposite him, his eyes were serious, and he didn't dare to be careless.

The shadow of the tree, the name of the person.

There is no groundless rumor in the arena.

Li Zhige, the most powerful person in this era of Jianghu, is dubbed the title of Demon God by the world.

Before meeting, Sima Changkong knew that Li Zhige was a master, and he never underestimated Li Zhige.

But when they actually met, Sima Changkong felt that the man in green shirt with red eyes was more dangerous than he imagined.

Just looking at each other, Sima Changkong sensed the danger of death.

Demon God Li Zhige, the rumors in the world are true!

Li Zhige looked at the old man in front of him, nodded slightly, and calmly replied, "Yes, I am Li Zhige. But the current me is not a demon god, it's just bragging in the world, it can't be true."

Sima Changkong shook his head, and said seriously, "Indeed, in my eyes, you are not yet a demon god. But in the eyes of ordinary people, you are no different from a demon god."

"I'm Sima Changkong, have you heard my name before?"

Li Zhige thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it."

Mei Jian frowned, pondered for a moment, and said to Li Zhige with horror on his face, "My lord, be careful, he is Sima Changkong who beat the mountains and rivers! More than 50 years ago, he once dominated the mountains and rivers and ruled the rivers and lakes for an era. He is with A person of the same era as my grandma, in his era, even my grandma would not dare to punch him, and she would shy away from hearing his name."

Sima Changkong looked at Mei Jian and nodded appreciatively, "I thought Jiang Hu was forgetful, I don't want anyone to remember me. Girl, you are from Vulture Palace, how is your lord Wu Xingyun?"

Mei Jian was a little nervous, ignored Sima Changkong, and said to Li Zhige, "Master, you must be careful, this old guy is not a kind person."

Li Zhige couldn't deny it, and said to Sima Changkong, "Li Mou respects you as a senior, so I would like to ask you before doing anything, why did you block Li Mou's way?"

Sima Changkong smiled, "Li Zhige, you're a young man with confidence. But if you don't have confidence, you probably wouldn't be able to get to where you are today, and you wouldn't be able to become the most powerful person in an era."

"You once killed the son of Prince Zhennan of Dali, remember?"

Li Zhige nodded, and asked calmly, "What's the relationship between Duan Yu and Senior Sima?"

Sima Changkong shook his head, "I don't know Duan Yu. It's just that the monarch of the Dali Kingdom asked Da Song to arrest you on the condition of being a vassal to Da Song. When the emperor asked, the old man came."

Li Zhige was a little surprised, "A person like senior will submit to the imperial power?"

Sima Changkong laughed and said, "In the early years, this old man was also a man of lawlessness. It doesn't matter whether he was the emperor or the king of heaven. If he didn't like me, I would dare to fight him down. But later on, when I got older, I gradually felt that I should do something for the common people in the world. So he entered the palace and became a teacher for the little emperor."

"The disciple has a request. As a teacher, I should naturally go there. Besides, as long as you are captured, Dali will surrender to Da Song. There is no reason for the old man not to come."

Although this Sima Changkong is an enemy, Li Zhige doesn't hate him.

The early Sima Changkong was also high-spirited and invincible in the world, but when he got old, he had the idea of ​​doing something for the world, instead of pursuing some unrealistic things with his own strong force.

For such an old man, Li Zhige only admired, not loathed.

Looking at the old man with gray temples, Li Zhige nodded, and asked calmly, "Senior, are you sure you can take down Li?"

Sima Changkong shook his head, "Although we didn't fight each other, the old man also knows that you are a great young man. If it weren't for Immortal Buddha Linchen, who would dare to say that he is sure to take you down?"

This devil?But it's all here, you have to try it. "

boom!

After Sima Changkong's words fell, a mighty fist burst out from his burly body, and rushed straight to Xiaohan, changing the situation and making his originally burly body a bit more burly.

Facing Sima Changkong's domineering punch, Li Zhige stood still.

It's just that the four plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum girls beside Li Zhige were staggering, unable to stand still, and their pretty faces were full of horror.

"Plum Sword, Bamboo Sword, retreat first, retreat two miles away, don't come near here."

Mei Jian nodded, looked at Li Zhige worriedly, said with a pretty face, "Master, you must be careful."

"Lan Jian, Bamboo Sword, Chrysanthemum Sword, let's go!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Mei Jian immediately left with the three younger sisters.She knew that if the four of them stayed here, not only would they not be able to help His Holiness, but would only cause trouble to His Holiness.

When Mei Jian and his daughters walked a certain distance, Li Zhige no longer hid his aura.

boom!

In an instant, the wind was surging, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and thunder was brewing in the thick clouds.

Li Zhige's burly body seemed infinitely taller, he turned into a giant supporting the sky and the ground, and became the center of the world.

A wild, tyrannical and domineering aura burst out from Li Zhige, intimidating the world and frightening the ghosts and gods in all directions.

Two forces erupted from the two of them, and the invisible forces collided with each other, stirring the magnetic field between the sky and the earth, causing thunder in the sky and violent winds on the earth.

Mei Jian took her three younger sisters and walked not far away. She stopped, looked back at the two people in the center of the storm, her eyes were full of self-blame, and she murmured, "It's all because we are too weak. Can't help the lord."

Zhu Jian exclaimed in astonishment, "Sima Changkong is the most powerful person in an era in the Jianghu, and the Lord is the most powerful person in this era of the Jianghu. People like the Lord and Sima Changkong have reached the peak of their martial arts and transcended The realm of the mundane. Sister Mei Jian, don't blame yourself, no one in the world can interfere in their struggle, not even grandma."

Lan Jian couldn't help but said, "Sister Mei Jian, the lord told us to retreat two miles away, let's go quickly. Once they fight, the situation will definitely change, and the impact will be widespread. At this time, we don't think It should be doing something to help the Lord, we should leave quickly and not let the Lord be distracted."

"Go, leave quickly!"

Mei Jian nodded, quickened his pace and backed away.

On the small road, two burly figures stood up against each other. The two did not fight each other, but their auras were constantly clashing and colliding, causing the celestial phenomena to constantly change.

On the top of the tree, the girl in white looked at the two of them and exclaimed, "It's been so many years, that old boy Sima Changkong not only hasn't weakened his blood, but his martial arts have improved a bit. But my nephew is not weak either. If it's momentum, it's faintly two points stronger than Sima Changkong, so I was worried in vain before."

Looking at the two, the girl suddenly frowned her beautiful eyebrows again, with a worried tone, and said to herself, "It's just that my nephew's condition seems to be wrong. Could it be that he used the Beiming magic power to absorb too much power from others, so he went off the rails?" Bewitched? That old boy Sima Changkong is quite old, he won't let my nephew be beaten to death, will he?"

Chapter 136 This punch, 2000 years of skill

Lost!

Sima Changkong looked at Li Zhige on the opposite side with solemn eyes, and said without hiding his appreciation, "Xiaosheng, your aura is amazing, even the old man's aura is suppressed by you."

"However, young man, you have to be careful. Back then, when this old man was rampant, he smashed a hill with these fists. In the face of you, this old man didn't dare to hold back his strength. If you can't take this punch from this old man, you will most likely be crushed to pieces."

Li Zhige grinned, showing his neat and white teeth, and smiled at Sima Changkong, "Senior, Li was once famous for his magical fists. Compared with fists, Li has never been afraid of anyone."

"It's just that Li's punch, with 2000 years of skill, I'm afraid seniors can't stop it."

Sima Changkong frowned, "Boy, you really know how to joke. The old man is almost a hundred years old, and he only has more than 90 years of skill. You are only in your early 30s, how can you have 2000 years of skill?"

Li Zhige didn't explain, but smiled, "Senior, don't you know if you try it?"

"Okay, old man, let's try."

Sima Changkong's expression was solemn, with blue veins sprouting on his forehead, wriggling like a little snake.

His face was congested and turned red, and his fists were shining with white light. Before the fists were thrown out, Li Zhige knew that he could smash a small hill.

At this moment, Sima Changkong seemed to have turned into the martial saint Guan Yunchang.

Li Zhige's eyes flickered, observing Sima Changkong's state.

Sima Changkong urged the blood to flow faster, thereby stimulating the strength of the body, coupled with his pure qi of more than 90 years, supplemented by that domineering fist.

It can be predicted that this punch must be a ground-breaking punch.

Sure enough, the heroes of the world should not be underestimated. There will always be some amazing and brilliant people in the world.Dugu Feng was, and so was Sima Changkong in front of him.

The difference is that Dugu Feng has not yet grown up, while Sima Changkong is already the strongest man who has overwhelmed the rivers and lakes for an era.

Li Zhige raised his hand and clenched his fist.