Yang Tho Baa City is located in the Cangshan and under the peak, since the Tang Dynasty calendar 14 years, Nanzhao Wang Ge Luo Feng died, different Mu to find stand, from Taihe City to move the capital to Yang Tho Baa City, after more than 300 years of regime change, by the white barbarian Duan Siping to destroy Dayi Ning to build the country, the founding of the country is set here, the country name Dali, because Dali respects Buddhism, the monarchs of the past dynasties are more than the twilight years of Zen as monks, so it is also called the country of Miaoxiang!

Dali is a multi-ethnic regime, although deeply influenced by the Central Plains culture, but the customs and habits still retain the local ethnic characteristics, different from the Central Plains and other places.

Don't talk about anything else for the time being, let's just say that the women of Dali are different from the reserved and delicate women of the Central Plains, and they are unusually hot and enthusiastic.

Fortunately, Mu Wanqing was holding Ah Bao in her arms, and the three of them were completely like "family harmony and beauty", otherwise it would not be a flattering eye, but a fascinating encounter!

Walking on the bustling and lively street, Mu Wanqing's beautiful eyes were full of anger, and she glared fiercely at a certain Bai woman who was throwing a seductive eye at Mo Qingge, pouted, and said with some taste: "Look at the crazy bee wave butterfly that you guys have recruited? I just dealt with one, and another one, it's really endless." ”

Mo Qingge glanced at her, a faint smile flashed under his eyes, and pretended to be stunned: "Your family is graceful, the jade tree is in the wind, and it is inevitable to be favored by the opposite sex, Wan'er, you...... You need to try to accept it, otherwise the smell of vinegar will waft all the way, and it will sour me to death. ”

"Hmph, what else can you do but tease and bully?" Mu Wanqing glanced at Mo Qingge with both cute and charming, and then sighed softly with a heavy heart: "To be honest, I still don't know what you really want?" You are like a cloud, I am really afraid that I will not be able to catch you one day!"

"What do I really want?"

Mo Qingge muttered, restrained his playful expression, his eyes gradually sank, as if he was seriously thinking about this problem, after half a sound, he lowered his head slightly, looking at the white stone ground underground, Mo Qingge chuckled: "Actually, I am quite greedy, I want too much." ”

"I'm good at martial arts, so I want to see if there is an end to martial arts, whether there is a peak, whether there is another side; I still have that cup of things, I hope that one day I can taste all kinds of good wines in the world, ten thousand kinds of wine; I am also a good beauty, so I want to see all the enchanting beauty in the world in this life, the beauty of the city, in my opinion, no wine and no beauty, how can it be called the rivers and lakes?"

"On top of that, I want an evenly matched opponent, eager to fight heartily and passionately!"

Mo Qingge was emitting a sigh from the depths of his heart, and suddenly felt that his back was hammered hard, turned around, and saw Mu Wanqing, who was glaring at him, Fang Jue said that he had missed his mouth, and hurriedly remedied: "My Wan'er has all kinds of charms, and she is gorgeous, with Wan'er by her side, the rest of the beauties don't look at it!"

"Hmph! Mu Wanqing withdrew Sen Han's murderous aura, a happy smile rose at the corner of her mouth, looked down at the sleeping Ah Bao in her arms, and asked, "Mo Lang, what do you say we should do with this little guy?"

Mo Qingge said lightly: "I came to Dali mainly to see a person, take a thing, and save Ah Bao is completely convenient, if Wan'er wants to find his parents for this child, just report to the local government! Of course, if Wan'er is not at ease, I will send someone to inquire after a few days!"

"Then let's wait a few days!" Mu Wanqing sighed softly, she loved this child very much, and asked her to hand it over to others to take care of, she was not at ease.

Mo Qingge took his expression into his eyes, and couldn't help laughing: "If Wan'er is reluctant to give up this little baby, in fact, she can adopt it herself, so she should be a mother in advance, as for me...... It's hard to be a father!"

When Mu Wanqing heard this, she couldn't help but snort lightly on her cheeks, and when she was about to speak, she suddenly saw a ruffian-looking person come forward and bow to Mo Qingge in a nondescript manner, and then Wen Xuanxuan asked: "Dare to ask, but Mo Qingge, Mo Gongzi in person?"

Mo Qingge held back a smile, nodded his head and said, "It's Mo, Your Excellency found me, but is there anything wrong?"

The ruffian grinned excitedly, revealing half of his missing front teeth, rubbing his hands and saying: "That's right, there is an old gentleman surnamed Yan, let us pay attention to a son surnamed Mo, and specially left a portrait of Gongzi you, let us be sure to invite you to go to him when we see you." ”

Murong Bo?

With a flash of his eyes, Mo Qingge asked, "Where is this old Mr. Yan right now?"

The ruffian stretched out his black index finger, pointed to the southwest, and said with a smile: "It's in an inn not far ahead, let the villain take the two of you." ”

Mu Wanqing glanced at Mo Qingge obliquely, and immediately understood that Mo Qingge came to Dali to meet the old gentleman surnamed Yan.

However, after a while, Mo Qingge and the three of them followed the ruffian into an inn called "Tianxiang", climbed the stairs to the second floor, entered the No. 3 room of A, and after pushing the door in, they saw a tall and thin old man standing by the window with his hands in his hands.

"Mr. Yan, the person you want to meet, I brought it to you!"

The old man by the window turned around, revealing a clear and elegant face, it was Murong Bo, Murong Bo smiled at Mo Qingge, and immediately threw a silver ingot in his hand.

The ruffian took the silver, took a bite on it, and after seeing that there was no mark, he hurriedly wiped the saliva stuck to it with his dirty hands, and after carefully putting it away, he said respectfully: "Thank you, Mr. Yan, thank you, Mr. Yan, if there is nothing else, the little one will retire first!"

Murong Bo waved his hand, and after the ruffian knew how to exit the room, he gathered his sleeves, bent down and saluted Mo Qingge, and said, "Yan Longyuan has seen God!"

Sitting down on a wooden chair placed in the room, Mo Qingge patted the wooden chair beside him, and after motioning for Mu Wanqing to sit down as well, he smiled and said, "When did Mr. Yan become so polite?"

Murong Bowen smiled gently: "Since the old man has already worshiped under the door of Biluo Tiandu, he is a disciple of Tiandu, and Young Master Mo is the lord of Tiandu, and the old man should salute you!"

Mo Qingge nodded with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then asked slowly: "What Mr. Yan promised, I don't know if you brought it?"

"Naturally, it was brought. ”

Murong Bo took out a pineapple wooden box from the side, there were three copper locks on the box, Murong Bo took out a bunch of keys from his sleeve, opened the copper locks one by one, and lifted the lid of the box, revealing the neatly placed books inside.

"Shaolin seventy-two stunts are all here, son, please take a look!"

Mu Wanqing, who hadn't said a word since she entered the house, couldn't help but gasp at this moment, and her beautiful eyes couldn't hide her shock as she looked at the neatly arranged books in the wooden box.

Songshan Shaolin Temple is not only the descendant of Buddhism Zen Buddhism, but also the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts, the first elder of the "Xuan" generation is the world's first-class master, and there are many disciples, lay disciples all over the world, just like a state of the leader of the rivers and lakes.

And the establishment of Shaolin Temple is simply this Shaolin seventy-two stunts, and now, the Shaolin stunt that people in the rivers and lakes dream of is so quietly placed in that small wooden box.

What is the identity of this Mr. Yan? He was able to come up with a full set of Shaolin 72 stunts, and he also said that Mo Lang was the lord of the Biluo Tiandu, what kind of power was this Biluo Tiandu?

For a moment, countless questions flashed in Mu Wanqing's heart!

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