Although he promised Su Chongshan to help, Mu Yi still stayed on the mountain for two more days before drifting down the mountain, this time, he only took Nian Nu'er by his side, which can be described as light and simple, and he didn't even sit in the carriage, relying on his foot strength, and rushed towards Qingjiang Mansion.

Along the way, from time to time, people passed by Mu Yi, and most of them would look at Mu Yi, in addition to his Taoist dress and handsome appearance, but also because of Mu Yi's side of Nian Nu'er, pink carved jade, long skirt and bare feet.

The two of them hurried, and from time to time they ran into the convoy that took the initiative to carry them, and they would not be rejected by Mu Yi with a smile, except for the freshness at the beginning, when they arrived at the back, Nian Nu'er simply hid in the bamboo of the years, unwilling to bear those different thoughts.

So, the two of them became Mu Yi carrying a bamboo cane to hurry, and when there was no one, Mu Yi began to take Yu steps, as if shrinking the ground into inches, seemingly slow, but in fact quickly rushed towards Qingjiang Mansion.

For Qingjiang Mansion, Mu Yi has not been here once or twice, but he is quite familiar, but Mu Yi did not immediately go to see Su Jinlun, but inquired about the location of the Liu family, and then went directly to the door.

The Liu family is quite magnificent in Qingjiang Mansion, there is a quiet mansion, but the front of the door seems a little deserted, this afternoon, a young Taoist priest came to the door of Liu's house with a bamboo cane.

"Little Taoist, you, is there something wrong?"

This young Taoist priest is naturally Mu Yi, and the porter originally planned to drive him away, but when his eyes met Mu Yi, his heart suddenly burst out, and the drive from the fake to his mouth was also replaced by an inquiry.

"There's something wrong with this house." Mu Yi said directly.

"Go, go, what nonsense, get out of here, this is not the place for you to joke." Hearing Mu Yi's words, the porter immediately waved his hand, wanting Mu Yi to leave, in fact, he had already equated Mu Yi with those swaggering Taoists in his heart, but Mu Yi's temperament made it difficult for him to speak ill.

As the gatekeeper of the Liu family, although he didn't dare to say that he had seen any high-ranking officials and nobles, it was not comparable to ordinary ordinary people, Mu Yi had a temperament that even he couldn't tell, and it was precisely because of this that he didn't take out the stick behind him.

"Do you think I look like a liar?" Mu Yi asked directly.

"You..." The porter hesitated, and said yes, but couldn't say anything.

"Little Taoist, let me tell you the truth, our master hates Taoist priests like you the most, if you don't want to make the master angry, let's leave quickly."

"Hate Taoist priests? Then I'm going to talk to your master. After hearing this, Mu Yi not only did not get angry, but smiled.

"Hey, why are you like this? Don't you want to die? The porter looked at Mu Yi angrily, feeling that Mu Yi was a little bit indistinguishable.

"In this way, you go and say goodbye, if your master doesn't want to see me, I'll turn around and leave, how about it?" Mu Yi said, pressing the ground in front of the porter.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the ground shook, and there was already a deep palm print under his feet, which startled the porter, and then looked at Mu Yi's gaze, which was already frightened, but under his feet was a stone slab, hard, but now he was beaten out of a palm print, and more importantly, the distance was more than a zhang out.

It's not that the porter doesn't know that there are some masters on the rivers and lakes, but like Mu Yi, he has never heard of it, and at the same time he was shocked, he was also secretly glad in his heart, fortunately he didn't move rough just now, otherwise this would have fallen on him...

The concierge shuddered at the thought of this consequence.

"Wait a minute, I'll go and report to you." The porter hurriedly finished speaking, and then quickly turned and left.

Mu Yi was not in a hurry, he stood at the door and waited, in fact, it was too simple to see Liu Yuansheng with his ability, and there was no need to do it at all, but he did it anyway, as for the purpose, I am afraid only he knows.

After a while, the porter came back and saw that he was a little out of breath, apparently without any delay.

"Dao Chief, sir, please see me." The porter said cautiously.

"Okay, I'm sorry for you." Mu Yi said.

"No trouble, no trouble." The porter hurriedly said, and then led the way in front, and soon took Mu Yi to a living room, but at this time, Liu Yuansheng had not yet arrived.

"Dao Chief, you will come later, the master will come soon." After the porter finished speaking, he beckoned someone to serve tea, and he himself slipped away while Mu Yi was not paying attention.

Mu Yi didn't stop him, standing alone in the living room, with his back to the door, his attention seemed to fall on a calligraphy and painting in the main hall of the living room.

"Da-da-da-da."

At this moment, a steady stream of footsteps approached.

"I don't know what's going on with the long arrival?"

Mu Yi turned around, and an old man stood at the door and looked at him.

"If Poor Dao says that there is a problem with this house, the old gentleman is credible?" Mu Yi said with a slight smile.

"Nonsense." The old man said categorically, looking at Mu Yi's gaze with a touch of scrutiny, even suspicion, if it weren't for the porter saying that Mu Yi left a deep handprint under his feet across a zhang, Liu Yuansheng would never come to see Mu Yi, but Mu Yi's first sentence made him suspicious, could it be that the porter deliberately colluded with others?

"Since it's not the house that has a problem, it's the old gentleman's problem." Mu Yi said again.

"Who the hell are you? Could it be that I am only here to entertain the old man? Liu Yuansheng said loudly.

"No, Poor Dao just heard that the old gentleman is withdrawn and stubborn, and he doesn't believe it, so I'm here to see it." Mu Yi said.

"Come on, get this mad Taoist out of here." Liu Yuansheng was furious, and he had already concluded in his heart that Mu Yi was here to deliberately find trouble, but if he thought that his Liu family was weak and could be bullied, it would be a big mistake.

Hearing Liu Yuansheng's order, several big men who had been waiting at the door walked in and went straight to Mu Yi, daring to say to their faces that their old man was also withdrawn and stubborn, and they also admired Mu Yi in their hearts, but admiration is admiration, and they should be driven out.

"Don't be angry, old gentleman." Mu Yi smiled slightly, and with a slight wave of his right hand, the big men flew out uncontrollably, and then there was a whooping sound, and then, the door closed automatically.

Liu Yuansheng's face suddenly became a little more solemn, "Dao Chang has this ability, I don't think he is an unknown person, is he just here to practice the old man a bad old man?" ”

"I hope the old gentleman won't mind if he was rude before, but he really came here this time and wanted to see the old man." Mu Yi said, his attitude made Liu Yuansheng even more puzzled, is there such a boring person in this world?

If he hadn't known that he couldn't beat Mu Yi, he would have punched Mu Yi in the nose, who said that he wouldn't be impulsive when he was old?

"Now that the Daoist has seen it, is it time to leave?" Liu Yuansheng said with a gloomy face, after all, anyone who is teased like this will not be happy, and he even directly said that you are not welcome here.

"What does the old gentleman think of the rivers and lakes?" Mu Yi not only did not leave, but sat down directly on the chair and took a sip of tea.

Seeing Mu Yi's style, Liu Yuansheng's eyelids jumped, and he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

"A group of lawless people is the source of the world's troubles." Liu Yuansheng answered Mu Yi's question.

"Really? Does the old gentleman know how to divide the masters of the rivers and lakes? Mu Yi didn't care about Liu Yuansheng's attitude, and continued to say to himself.

"It is said that it is divided into first, second and third streams." Liu Yuansheng obviously still knows something, after all, this is not a secret, as long as you want to know, there is absolutely no reason not to know, but for Liu Yuansheng, it is not easy to know this.

"Yes, the weather is good today, why don't you tell the old gentleman about the rivers and lakes?" Mu Yi did not regard himself as an outsider at all, and directly ignored Liu Yuansheng's unwelcome attitude.

"The old man listened." Liu Yuansheng said coldly, and then sat down opposite Mu Yi, although he was stubborn, he was not a fool, just Mu Yi waved his hand, several strong men flew out, this kind of means is even more unheard of, I am afraid that everyone in the Liu family is not the opponent of others.

Therefore, Liu Yuansheng did not want to anger Mu Yi, so as not to bring disaster to the Liu family, especially at this moment, Mu Yi said the rivers and lakes, which reminded him of a sentence, and the husband was angry, and the blood was splashed five steps, in his eyes, Mu Yi was warning him.

"This Jianghu martial artist is indeed divided according to the first, second and third rate, the third-rate martial artist is already considered a small achievement, and he can barely be regarded as a master in some small places, as for the second-rate martial artist, he can already be famous, even in the face of the encirclement and suppression of the army, he can come and go freely, and he also has a certain status in the rivers and lakes."

"First-class martial artists, it can be said that they stand at the highest and least numerous level, such existence, if they are in a gang, most of them are the leaders of a gang, if they are in the army, they are at least a general, such an existence, if they want to kill people and set fires, there is nothing the court can do, especially in today's world."

"You want to say that you are a first-class martial artist? Can the old man be killed and taken away in your eyes? Liu Yuansheng looked at Mu Yi expressionlessly.

"No, no, no." Mu Yi shook his head suddenly.

"A first-class martial artist is very powerful, but in the eyes of the poor Dao, it is nothing more than this, one finger can be pressed to death." After Mu Yi finished speaking, he deliberately glanced at Liu Yuansheng and asked, "Is the old gentleman credible?" ”

"What about faith? What if you don't believe it? Liu Yuansheng asked.

"If the old gentleman believes it, let's continue, but if it doesn't believe it, the poor way will prove it to the old gentleman." Mu Yi smiled slightly, but Liu Yuansheng's eyes shrank slightly.

"The old man believed." Liu Yuansheng actually wanted to say whether he believed it or not, he wanted to see if Mu Yi would really go to find a first-class martial artist to come back, but he didn't know why, looking at Mu Yi's expression, he didn't want to try it.

"That's good." Mu Yi nodded, and then continued: "This first-rate martial artist is actually divided into high and low, just stepped into the first-class, can only be regarded as a first grade, there are two grades and three grades on it, all the way to the seventh grade, the gap between each of these products is very large. ”

Mu Yi paused when he said this, "How many grades does the old gentleman think the poor road has reached now?" ”

Liu Yuansheng frowned slightly, and he was already wondering if Mu Yi had something wrong with his head, otherwise why did he tell him these things? How are the rivers and lakes, how are the first-class masters, and what does it have to do with him? And until now, he didn't know the real purpose of Mu Yi coming to him.

As for what he has been known for a long time, let's see if he is as withdrawn and stubborn as rumored to be, but he doesn't believe it at all.

"Seven pins." Even so, Liu Yuansheng still said, and even had a trace of curiosity in his heart, he didn't expect that there were so many divisions of martial artists that he usually disdained, since the first-class martial artists were already so powerful, what did the seven grades look like?

"Wrong." Mu Yi shook his head, "If you really want to talk about it, the poor road is only equivalent to the sixth grade, but there are still a few realms above the seventh grade, do you still want to know?" ”

"I don't want to." Liu Yuansheng shook his head directly.

"Hehe, since the old gentleman doesn't want to know, I won't talk about it." Mu Yi said suddenly, but Liu Yuansheng was choked, so he didn't get angry.

"Forget it, the old gentleman is duplicitous, but he can't help but say it." At this time, Mu Yi said again.

"The seven grades are also known as the peak realm, but there are seniors above the peak, and there is perfection above the seniors, and no matter the first, second, or third grades, or the peak, senior, and consummation, they are actually only the realm of first-class martial artists, and above the first-class martial artists, there is also a realm that is difficult to touch, and this realm is called Tianren."

"Celestials, can also be called real people, although they can't live forever, but it's no problem to live a few hundred years old, real people are more at ease, the laws of the world can no longer be applied to them, this realm is also called the strongest, now the whole world, can reach this realm of less than ten fingers, but these old monsters are almost in retreat, rarely known to outsiders." Mu Yi said slowly.

"Live for a few hundred years? Didn't the Taoist look at the old man like a fool? Liu Yuansheng said disdainfully.

"Can the old gentleman believe that there are ghosts and gods in the world?" Mu Yi asked again.

"Lang Lang Qiankun, villains, how can there be any ghosts and gods in this world." Liu Yuansheng said categorically.

"Really? Slave, come out and meet this old gentleman. Mu Yi said suddenly.

As Mu Yi's words fell, and when Liu Yuansheng was puzzled, a figure slowly emerged, standing in mid-air.

Liu Yuansheng watched Nian Nu'er from scratch, and then stood in mid-air, the whole person seemed to be stupid, although there are many legends of ghosts and gods in the world, but there are not many people who can really see ghosts, and like Liu Yuansheng, a great Confucian, although he does not have much strength, but he raises a mouthful of righteousness, how dare ordinary ghosts get close?

Therefore, Liu Yuansheng is even more unlikely to see any ghosts.

"Now the old gentleman is credible?" Mu Yi continued to ask.

Liu Yuansheng didn't seem to hear Mu Yi's words, and was silent until Mu Yi asked Nian Nu'er to return to the bamboo of the years.

"This world is so big, how much does the old gentleman know? There is one of the strongest people in the Forbidden City, and there is no shortage of great factions such as Maoshan and Longhu Mountain, which have been inherited for thousands of years, and the old gentleman thinks he sees through everything, but he doesn't know that he is just a frog at the bottom of the well. Mu Yi shook his head slightly.

"Have you said enough?" At this moment, a scolding sounded outside the door, and then the door was pushed open heavily, and a mysterious smile appeared on Mu Yi's face.