Mo Yi sat quietly in an inn, listening to these people of all religions and nine streams, talking about the news.

"Mr. Congwen, Su Xinghe?" Mo Yi listened to this information, and secretly had a plan in his heart.

Su Xinghe is an apprentice of Wuyazi, and he is famous in the rivers and lakes, but his main identity is not very important, and he doesn't know whether he is one of the characters.

"That seventy years of skill without a cliff can be done," Mo Yi said secretly in his heart.

If he cultivates and absorbs on his own now, he doesn't know how long it will take to advance to the next level, and if he has the power of Wuyazi to help, he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

Wu Yazi is also a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, majoring in the Northern Spiritual Skills, and has more than 70 years of Northern Spiritual True Qi, with the help of these True Qi, Mo Yi doesn't know how many meridians and acupoints can be opened, or how much the texture of his own True Qi can be improved.

This Wuyazi has a total of two apprentices, one Su Xinghe and one Ding Chunqiu, whose half-dead and half-alive situation is that Ding Chunqiu plotted against the cliff and couldn't move, so he could only find a successor.

Su Xinghe's talent is too poor, and he has not made much progress in martial arts, but he has inherited the ability to be proficient in all kinds of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting without Yazi, basically divination and fortune telling, pathological medicine, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, these are all extremely good at it, but in martial arts, no, so he can't inherit Wuyazi's skills at all.

However, Ding Chunqiu has a good talent in martial arts, and according to the Northern Shengong, he may not have learned it all, or he may not have learned it at all, but he can also make a Dafa of Transformation Gong and be famous in the rivers and lakes.

"Master, do you know how to go to Drum Mountain?"

Mo Yi immediately walked out of the inn, looked at the carriage driver he rented, and asked directly.

"Drum Mountain, you know, this is going to change the route?" the coachman thought for a moment, then nodded and said.

"Yes, let's go to Drum Mountain first, and the price can be calculated later."

Mo Yi nodded and said, on the other side, he won't go for the time being, he is bound to get this skill without a cliff.

"Okay, let's go," the coachman nodded and said directly.

Immediately, Mo Yi got into the car, and the coachman changed direction and headed towards Drum Mountain, he was familiar with the route and did not go wrong or anything.

It took almost half a month to get to the place of Drum Mountain. This is still a long way before them, and the distance is not very far, as long as they change the route.

Before, Mo Yi hired a car to go to the Tianshan Realm, and it had been almost three months before he caught up with the distance.

"Childe, here, this is Drum Mountain"

The coachman opened the curtain and looked at Mo Yi inside, saying that at this time, there were already countless people walking around between the drum mountains, and basically the famous people in the rivers and lakes were invited.

"Myth, martial arts myth has arrived"

"A hundred years of immortality, martial arts mythology?"

"Give way, the myth of martial arts has come to Zhenlong Chess"

In an instant, countless people got out of the way, and at the end, it was Mo Yi who was standing.

"My reputation in the rivers and lakes is not bad"

Mo Yi secretly said in his heart, stepping on the shadow step, his body was phantom, but his robe moved with the wind, looking like an ethereal fairy dust.

And after a few breaths, Mo Yi's figure turned, and he stepped directly on the drum mountain, and all the martial arts people let go of their bodies and let Mo Yi go up.

In the drum mountain, there is a large game of chess on the stone table, in which the characters with heads and faces on the rivers and lakes are gathered around.

"Apprentice Murong Fu, meet the master"

In the crowd, Murong Fu was wearing a green shirt, and hurriedly ran forward, half-kneeling in front of Mo Yi and said.

"Get up, there are really a lot of people gathered here, I'm just here to see the famous people in the rivers and lakes, and let's have a try" Mo Yi said directly as if he didn't care about his reputation in the rivers and lakes.

Generally speaking, he is now a senior in martial arts, and here he is his junior, in terms of the current situation, such a clear statement is to bully the small.

"Mythical martial arts are world-famous, and we don't forget to compete and improve our strength, we are really beyond our reach。。。。。。。 ”

"Yes, yes, no wonder the myth has this force today... ”

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For a while, the sound that sounded on the entire drum mountain was a word of appreciation for Mo Yi, and there was nothing else.

Mo Yi is immortal for a hundred years, the name of the martial arts myth has already been hit, who doesn't know that Mo Yi's martial arts are world-famous, he is immortal for hundreds of years, his strength is extraordinary, martial arts are famous, who dares to say bad things about Mo Yi?

This is the rivers and lakes, but also the society, when you have the strength, ability, and background, all the so-called negative situations are not important, because no one dares to talk about this matter at all, it will only magnify your advantages infinitely.

Big fists are the last word, history is written by the winners, who stands to the end, who laughs last, just like Mo Yi is now.

Mo Yi defeated Murong Fu from Gusu Shenhezhuang, and accepted him as an apprentice, and then killed the gang leader of the Huanglong Gang, and later defeated the Infinite Sword Sect in one fell swoop, defeated the four evildoers, defeated Master Kurong of Tianlong Temple, defeated Xiao Feng, Mo Yi's name of 'a hundred years of immortality, martial arts mythology' has resounded throughout the rivers and lakes.

"Kumachi, you're there too?"

Mo Yi saw Gu Mozhi's figure and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Mythology, last time I said goodbye, I missed it" Gu Mozhi smiled bitterly, and hurriedly made a Buddhist ritual to Mo Yi.

"Think of me so much, let's go out to practice" Mo Yi laughed directly mockingly.

"The myth is laughing, where is the little monk the opponent of the myth"

As soon as Gu Mozhi's figure retreated, he quickly shook his head and said, the last time he was defeated by Mo Yiyi, he didn't know how long he had been healed before he recovered.

"What is the myth of martial arts? We are old immortals in the stars, martial arts are the best in the world, and we are the first in the world"

"Yes, the old immortal of the stars, the first in the world in martial arts, the first in the world, the old immortal in the stars, the first in the world, the first in the world, the old immortal in the stars, the first in the world。。。。。。 ”

On the side, countless strange people held flags and shouted in unison, and on the bamboo sedan chair sat an old man with white hair and beard, holding a goose feather fan.

"Old Monster of the Stars, I think you are looking for death"

Murong Fu's eyes widened, he took two steps forward, and put his hand on the hilt of the sword, just about to draw the sword out.

"Murong Fu, although your martial arts have been good recently, I'm not afraid of you" The old immortal of the stars smiled, then stood up and walked towards an old man not far away.

"What kind of martial arts myth? I haven't heard of it? I don't know where the wild boy came out of nowhere, and he calls himself a martial arts myth, it's really ridiculous" Ding Chunqiu stood up and looked around at Mo Yi disdainfully.

Then, Ding Chunqiu crossed Mo Yi and walked to an old man in a sixtieth armor next to the Zhenlong chess game.

"Senior brother, senior brother, senior brother" Ding Chunqiu walked towards the old man in the armor, asked repeatedly, and then smiled disdainfully: "How can I forget about this matter? Senior brother can't speak, and he can't hear what I'm saying."

"Of course I'm not as powerful as the old immortal of the stars" Mo Yi couldn't help but chuckle and looked at Ding Chunqiu playfully.

"Hmph, it's good to know" Ding Chunqiu laughed, then surrounded Mo Yi and said: "Boy, go to the Dao, my star old immortal martial arts are world-famous, so I will reluctantly accept you as an apprentice."

"Oh, do you want to thank the old immortal of the stars?" Mo Yi said with a faint smile.

"No thanks, but, three kneeling and nine knocking, pouring tea and pouring water still have to have the apprenticeship ceremony" Ding Chunqiu turned around slowly, and walked by Mo Yi's side calmly.

That Su Xinghe turned his head to look at Ding Chunqiu, then closed his eyes again, and turned his head away.

"But your martial arts are average, I'm afraid it's useless for me to learn it" Mo Yi turned his body, looked at Ding Chunqiu, and said lightly.

"Fart, old immortal, I have great skills, the world 。。。。。。。 ”

Na Ding Chunqiu shouted, with an unconvinced tone, but between the words, a gust of wind and sand blew, and the cold wind flowed like a sword.

"Bang... ”

Just heard a sound, a huge sword mark appeared on the stone wall behind Ding Chunqiu, and a domineering sword aura of the world for me permeated the entire valley.

"Knock. . . Boom.. Knock knock... ”

saw Ding Chunqiu's head fall from the top of his neck, and at the same time, a stream of blood splashed in the sky, and Ding Chunqiu's entire corpse fell to the ground, completely lifeless.

Mo Yi stood in his original position, pointing his sword in the direction before Ding Chunqiu, with an indifferent expression.

"Ding, congratulations on defeating Ding Chunqiu, reward ninety points"

At the same time, the voice of the system was echoing in Mo Yi's mind, Ding Chunqiu's strength was neither high nor low, and he also had ninety points.

"Dead, just dead?"

"I know that mythical martial arts are the world's first, what stars are old monsters, where is the opponent of mythology"

"Yes, the myth of martial arts, martial arts, the first in the world"

"The myth of martial arts, martial arts, the first in the world。。。。。 ”

Those who were originally in the sea of stars, Ding Chunqiu's disciples saw Ding Chunqiu die, and they immediately fell into battle, touting towards Mo Yi, with a flattering look on their faces.

"Get out" Mo Yi spit out lightly, his expression extremely cold.

"Yes, yes, let's get out, let's get out"

"Get out, the myth tells us to get out, hurry up... ”

Immediately, these people rolled down the drum mountain one after another, and they really rolled down, not daring to cheat in the slightest, so they went down the drum mountain.

"The martial arts of the myth are really powerful, this sword intent, I can't wait for it"

Xuan Nan of Shaolin Temple held the Buddha salute in his hand, walked out, bowed to Mo Yi, and said with a slight smile.

"Shaolin Temple is the Taishan Beidou of martial arts, the so-called, the world's martial arts out of Shaolin, I will have a chance in the future, I will definitely go to Shaolin to ask you to teach" Mo Yi said lightly.

"There are myths that come to advise, but you can't ask for it, Amitabha," Xuan Nan lowered his head and said.

"Mythology, martial arts, please follow me"

At this time, Na Su Xinghe stood up and saluted Mo Yi respectfully, his eyes were faintly flashing with tears, and then he walked into the chessboard and disappeared.

Mo Yi's body moved, and his true qi surged, and he also followed this Su Xinghe, and directly entered a cave, in which this Wu Yazi was hiding.

"Thank you for killing Ding Chunqiu, the dog thief" In the stone cave, Su Xinghe knelt down in front of Mo Yi and said with an extremely respectful expression, looking like an old tearful.

"Hey, you're welcome, I had a relationship with Xiaoyaozi back then, I was born this time, but I didn't expect the world to become like this" Mo Yi shook his head and said lightly.

"Patriarch Xiaoyaozi?" Su Xinghe couldn't help but say in surprise, and then nodded slowly.

"This is Xiaoyaozi's disciple?"

Mo Yi looked at the surrounding grottoes and couldn't help asking.

"Inside is my master Wu Yazi, who is the disciple of the ancestor of Xiaoyaozi, please follow me