"Tubo National Master, the Great Lun King, is as bright as thunder!" Although Fang Qingshan said words in his mouth for a long time, his expression was still calm.

"Let's answer the questions of the national master first!" Fang Qingshan said slowly, "Boy, I came from Xiaoyao. As for the good things that disturbed the master, I came for the master. Secondly, bullying my junior in front of me. Master, do you think I should interfere?"

"Junior?" Jiumozhi frowned, and the word "Xiaoyao" had already given him a headache. You should know that although he is the Great Wheel Ming King of Tantric Buddhism and is famous all over the world for his flame sword, his roots are still the little Wuxianggong of the Xiaoyao Sect.

It’s a pity that what he got was just a broken book of Xiao Wuxianggong, so after he practiced the 72 unique skills of Shaolin, he would become obsessed with incompatibility. If he really practiced the complete Xiao Wuxianggong, he would be like Xu Zhu and Zhang Wuji, imitating the world’s martial arts without hurting himself.

Over the years, he has been looking for opportunities to make up for the incompleteness of Xiao Wuxianggong. Although the Xiaoyao Sect is not famous, he can tell his horror just from the slightest bit of his understanding.

As a major force in the Western Regions, the only thing that can compete with Tantra is the Lingjiu Palace in Tianshan, which is the Xiaoyao Sect, and it is just a branch.

Therefore, although he was a martial arts fanatic and Xiao Wuxianggong as his foundation, he did not make up for it. Instead, he went to find the Six-Meridian Divine Sword and the Seventy-Two Skills. He knew that the Xiaoyao Sect was too terrifying.

Now, Fang Qingshan is a young man, and he has such a profound cultivation level, which makes Jiumozhi even more secretive about the Xiaoyao Sect.

Fang Qingshan came from the Xiaoyao Sect and just said that he bullied his younger generation, which means that one of Duan Yu and the other two was also from the Xiaoyao Sect. Thinking of this, Jiumozhi couldn't help but feel overwhelmed.

Who doesn’t know that the Tianshan Tonglao protects the most and is the most vicious in attacking. Looking at the thirty-six caves and the seventy-two islands, you can tell one or two of them, just look at the thirty-six caves and the seventy-two islands as obedient as poultry.

Now that I have bullied the people of the Xiaoyao Sect, if I let the Tianshan Tonglao know, I would be in trouble. Of course, the premise is that he can handle today.

Not only Jiumozhi was curious, but Duan Yu and the other two were also very curious. The three of them looked at each other and then looked at Fang Qingshan, not knowing who he was talking about.

"That's Miss Abi?" Although Fang Qingshan could tell who Azhu and who was Abi at a glance, he still asked more questions.

"Little woman Abi has seen the young master!" Abi blinked her eyes and walked out slowly, and the other party gave a bow.

"Your master is the Qin Dian Kang Guangling?" Fang Qingshan waved his hand gently, lifted A Bi up with his internal strength, and asked with a smile.

"Why..." Abi was stunned for a moment when he heard this. Before he finished speaking, he realized, "Is the young master and his family master brother?"

"I am a fellow disciple but not a senior brother!" Fang Qingshan nodded first, then shook his head, "Qindian Kang Guangling is my second senior brother's disciple!"

"Ah? Then I want to call you uncle master?" Abi said cutely.

"It's true!" Fang Qingshan's face remained unchanged, but there was a smile in his eyes.

When Abi heard this, her face suddenly collapsed. Fang Qingshan looked younger than her, but she wanted to call Uncle Master, and she felt uncomfortable when she thought about it.

It was still Ah Zhu who was careful. Seeing the smile in Fang Qingshan's eyes, he rescued, "Young master is young and in his prime. He doesn't want to be called old by Ah Bi!"

"Yes, yes, Uncle Master, can you change the name?" A Bi nodded repeatedly when she heard this, acting cute and coquettish.

"Okay, I can't be called old by you. You can call me young master in the future!" Fang Qingshan's mouth slightly raised.

Many women in the dragon, spring orchid and autumn chrysanthemums, each have their own advantages, but Fang Qingshan admires the most.

Although A Zi dares to love and hate, she is too cruel. Although Wang Yuyan is a fairy sister, she can never forget her every moment. She is simply a martial arts dictionary, but her loyalty is only for Murong Fu and A Zhu, but she dies too early.

Only Abi, whose appearance and talent are not the most outstanding, and she doesn't have many roles, but she is loyal and never leaves her. In the end, Murong Fu went crazy, she stayed with her and relied on each other.

"Thank you, young master!" A Bi almost jumped up when she heard this, smiling like a flower.

"I wonder if the young master is here, what's the point of asking for a monk?" Jiumozhi couldn't help but interrupt when he saw Fang Qingshan, A Bi and others talking endlessly.

"Don't the master know?" Fang Qingshan raised his eyebrows.

After hearing what Fang Qingshan said, Jiumozhi's first reaction was that the people of Xiaoyao Sect learned about his practice of Xiao Wuxianggong. Fang Qingshan should have recovered Xiao Wuxianggong, and there was only one outcome of recovering martial arts, that is, he would be abolished at the least, and died at the worst.

It is better to die than to die with fellow Taoists. Jiumozhi is not a person who is waiting to die. Thinking of this, the evil light in his eyes was revealed. Although he was afraid of the Xiaoyao Sect and Fang Qingshan had a profound cultivation level, it was simply a delusion to make him suffer from the slaughter.

Despite this, the monk was extremely cunning, but he didn't show any strangeness. He asked without saying a word, "Oh? Monk should know?" He said so, but he was nervous, and was ready for a thunder attack at any time.

"Maybe," Fang Qingshan shrugged indefyingly, and said straight to the point, "I have two purposes to come to the master. One is to save the master's life, and the other is to hear that Tantric Buddhism has a magical art of protecting the Dharma, called Dragon Elephant Prajna. The master is a famous monk and master of Tantric Buddhism. I think I must have seen it, and I want to ask for some loan!"

"Save my life?" In response, Jiumozhi couldn't help but sneer and exclaimed. Looking at the world, Jiumozhi did not say that he was invincible in the world, but there were very few people who could compete with him. If he wanted to leave, there were only a handful of people who could keep him. Therefore, this life-saving statement was obviously Fang Qingshan was intimidating, "I think my real purpose should be the second one!"

But what made Jiumozhi a little strange is that the Tantric Buddhism is now very famous in the Western Regions of the base camp, but in the Central Plains, it was completely suppressed by Shaolin Zen Buddhism, and very few people knew about it.

Even Tantric Buddhism is like this. The magical magical skill of Tantric Buddhism, Dragon Elephant Prajna, is even more unknown. Especially although it is a magical skill of protecting the Dharma, it is difficult to practice, which is even more difficult to practice. It is extremely crazy. Not to mention practicing it, there are almost no more than ten levels. If you practice it to the eight or nine levels, you will be a great success.
Chapter completed!