Looking at Meng Xiuyuan in front of him who has been his enemy many times and sucked away his life's energy, Jiumozhi really has no hostility in his heart, only a lot of emotion left, and finally he said honestly:

"Mr. Meng, thank you for saving me.

I have offended many times in the past, so I would like to express my gratitude."

While speaking, Jiumozhi stood up and bowed towards Meng Xiuyuan.

"I have ruined King Ming's skills. King Ming doesn't hate me?"

Meng Xiuyuan opened his eyes and asked Jiumozhi calmly.

Jiumozhi shook his head and sighed:

"Although I am in the Buddhist sect, I am still more competitive than ordinary people. The results of today's results were actually planted thirty years ago.

None of the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance are immune, yet you still think of yourself as an eminent monk, and you are too high-ranking to be arrogant... I am really ashamed.

If Mr. Meng had not rescued me from the sea of ​​suffering, I might have entered the endless hell after my death, and would not be able to be reborn for a thousand eons."

Jiumozhi's words were full of regret, and his expression was sincere, not like he was faking it.

Meng Xiuyuan was very pleased with the sight. He walked closer and grabbed his arm:

"Now that King Ming has awakened, I will return the things you have kept with me.

Fortunately, you woke up quickly. If time goes by, I might not be able to survive..."

As he spoke, Jiumozhi felt a surge of true energy coming from Meng Xiuyuan's hand, directly entering his Tanzhong point and storing it. The total amount of true energy was slightly reduced, and the nature of the true energy was also very unfamiliar to him.

"Hey, Mr. Meng, why are you like this?

I have lost all my martial arts skills today. How could I know that it was not the Buddha's enlightenment that told me to correct my evil ways and achieve pure liberation?

What's the use of keeping such a curse..."

Feeling the Qi filling up again in his body, Jiumozhi was not only not happy, but also resisted, and even wanted to try to destroy his skills.

Meng Xiu smiled slightly at the sight, stretched out his hand to stop Jiumozhi, and began to persuade:

"King Ming, you don't need to worry.

These qi have passed through my hands and are now very different from your original ones.

You don’t understand the "Beiming Divine Art". These true qi are like trees without roots and water without sources. Even if you want to practice and improve, there is no way. It will not involve your energy.

Fight bravely.

Furthermore, since King Ming has changed his mind and is dedicated to doing good, wouldn’t it be better to save the suffering in this world if he has more strength?

I just hope that King Ming will not forget today’s intention and use all this energy in the right place.”

When Jiumozhi heard this, he couldn't help but think of what Meng Xiuyuan mentioned before about little Gesang. He suddenly felt enlightened, nodded seriously, and replied to Meng Xiuyuan:

"What Mr. Meng said makes sense.

To conquer demons with vajra, you always need some courage.

After I return to Tibet, I will devote my whole life to cleansing away the evil, dethroning the evil and upholding the righteous."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "King Ming is merciful." Meng Xiuyuan stood up and bowed sincerely to Jiumozhi for the first time.

At this point in the situation, there is no need to elaborate on the details. Jiumozhi is a very smart person, and he will know what to do after his great enlightenment.

The two briefly chatted for a few more words, and then Meng Xiuyuan stood up and prepared to leave.

However, at this time, Jiumozhi stopped Meng Xiuyuan, turned around and rummaged through the broken bricks and debris, and finally dug out the treasure box containing many martial arts secrets and gave it to Meng Xiuyuan.

"As you said before, Master, as long as your intentions are correct, the higher your martial arts will be, the better.

Although you may not be able to use these Buddhist martial arts, they can be used as a reference."

Meng Xiuyuan nodded at the sight and immediately accepted it with a smile.

…

By the time Meng Xiuyuan returned to the inn, the sky was completely bright.

He opened the door to his room, thinking of taking a short rest, but he saw Wang Yuyan and Mei Lan Zhuju already sitting in the living room, looking a little strange.

"Mr. Meng, where have you been this early in the morning?"

When Wang Yuyan saw Meng Xiuyuan pushing the door open, she immediately asked softly.

"I had something to do last night and went out. I wonder what Miss Wang wants from me?" Meng Xiuyuan asked strangely.

"Oh, that's it. Regarding Xixia's recruitment of the prince-in-law, we have found out some key information, and we want to tell the young master..."

In the middle of Wang Yuyan's words, the plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums nearby couldn't help but interrupt:

"Sister Wang, don't talk to him anymore.

Our lord, the Lord, just came back from outside at this time, so he probably has better information than us."

"Yes, yes, I touched his bed and it was cold, so I thought it was midnight and went out.

I don’t know where I went this whole night..."

"Where else can I go in the middle of the night? I must be meeting a beautiful woman.

We said yesterday that following grandma's orders, we would not allow the Lord to be the Xixia Prince Consort. He must have been anxious after hearing this."

"Lord, looking at your tired look, maybe you haven't slept all night.

Tsk, tell me, how charming is Princess Yinchuan that makes people like you linger?

I don’t believe she can be as good-looking as Sister Wang..."

"Although Princess Yinchuan may not be as good-looking as Sister Wang, she is a noble daughter of the royal family.

Look, during this first tryst, I gave the Lord so many tokens of love that I needed a big box to hold them all."

The four girls had become familiar with Meng Xiuyuan in the past two years, and Ben secretly made up his mind to serve Meng Xiuyuan like this all the time.

Unexpectedly, Meng Xiuyuan was unwilling to take them with him when he left Lingjiu Palace, and he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

After seeing each other for several months, they could be described as "holding a grudge". Although they knew that Meng Xiuyuan went out late at night for something, they couldn't help but take this opportunity to say something sarcastic to him.

The four girls chattered like this for a while, which made Wang Yu blush brightly and Meng Xiuyuan shook his head slightly.

He smiled and poked the four girls' foreheads with strength, and then said:

"I am not going to meet any princess this night.

I'm going to meet that old monk Jiumozhi..."

At this point, Meng Xiuyuan paused for a moment and realized that his words were wrong. He immediately shook his head and said seriously:

"I shouldn't say that, it's not a respectful title.
Chapter completed!