"Qingshu, what is your wish?"

It was almost dusk, and in a small courtyard in Wudang Mountain, two young Taoist children with beautiful eyebrows were walking on a horse, one was Mo Li, and the other was Song Qingshu, Song Yuanqiao's beloved son.

At this time, Song Qingshu was still just a five-year-old doll, far from the jade-faced Meng Wei in the future, he heard Mo Li's words, thought for a while, and said, "Bing...... Rock sugar gourd! ”

"It seems that this time is right, you answered two days ago with rock sugar gourd."

Mo Li nodded with a smile and said, "You wait a while, I will fulfill your wish immediately!" ”

After that, he stopped practicing, trotted all the way to the house, and after a short time, he took out a rock sugar gourd wrapped in oiled paper and came out, saying, "Look what this is!" ”

"What a rock sugar gourd!"

Song Qingshu cheered, went straight to Mo Li, snatched the sugar gourd, and said, "Senior brother, thank you!" ”

Mo Li smiled without saying a word, quietly watching him finish eating a rock sugar gourd, admiring his satisfied smile, but after waiting for a long time, there was still no prompt for the task to be completed on the light curtain!

Yes, the thirty-second attempt failed again!

The smile on Mo Li's face disappeared suddenly, and a delicate little face became a bitter melon, Song Qingshu, this dog thing, what is his wish?!

What the system said was unclear, only said that it was his wish, and Mo Li didn't know whether it was the wish of this little Song Qingshu or the wish of the big Song Qingshu in the future, so he simply started with this small attempt around him.

However, in the past two months, he has knocked on the side from all angles, and this little Song Qingshu's daily wishes are not very different, some want to sleep lazy, some want to eat delicious, some want to play, Mo Li has tried to meet them one by one.

Fortunately, in the eyes of the Seven Heroes, he is a poor child with a miserable background and a serious injury, and some requests are not allowed, so Mo Li can respond to Song Qingshu's requests, but unfortunately, this little Song Qingshu is too cunning, and he cheats and eats and drinks every day, and his fart is not useful......

Do you have to wait until you grow up to help him marry Zhou Zhiruo, how young will you be? !

Mo Li secretly thought about it in his heart, and when the little Song Qingshu saw Mo Qingshu's inseparable appearance, he stepped forward and said, "Senior brother, what's wrong with you, you also want to eat sugar gourd, I told my father at night, and he promised to buy it for you tomorrow." ”

Now in the eyes of Xiao Song Qingshu, Mo Li is even closer than his father!

"No, I'm just a little tired."

Mo Li sighed and said, "Let's continue to practice." ”

Song Qingshu nodded, and the two of them continued to walk.

As for his injuries, he was already well ten days ago, thanks to the care of the Seven Heroes, more than a hundred years of wild mountain ginseng, formed Shou Wu, and Snow Mountain Poria cocos did not want money to give him the same money, and most of his internal injuries to his internal organs were cured by Zhang Sanfeng with supreme true qi, and the medicinal power of these precious medicines could not be used up at all.

But it's not a waste, he has recently been cultivating the I Ching Forging Bone Chapter, relying on this medicinal power The progress is extremely amazing, in just more than ten days, it has already become a small success, I am afraid that if it continues like this, it will not take a year and a half to cultivate this skill to the point of great success.

The two brothers walked all the way to Song Yuanqiao to return, and the three of them immediately went to the dining hall for some dinner, and when they came back, before Mo Li turned around the room, Song Yuanqiao said: "Li'er, don't leave today, come with the teacher." ”

Mo Li was stunned, I don't know why, is it because he has been secretly playing and sleeping for Song Qingshu recently, and wants to find him trouble?

He was beating a drum in his heart, but his face was not showing a look, and he walked in together.

Song Yuanqiao sat down on the main seat, with a solemn expression, and Mo Li muttered even more when he saw it.

"Li'er, how long have you been on the mountain?" Song Yuanqiao asked out loud.

"Sixth Uncle Yin said this morning that it has been two and a half months since the disciple went up the mountain." Mo Li replied honestly.

"It's been two and a half months......"

Song Yuanqiao nodded slightly, and said: "Do you remember what I said to you on the day of the teacher, when you enter my Wudang Mountain Gate, you must not do evil, and you must not betray the teacher, and now you will ask you again for the teacher, can you keep it?" ”

Doing evil and betraying the master?!

Mo Li was stunned in his heart, he just helped Song Qingshu realize a few times of not so legitimate wishes, and it had nothing to do with the door rules anyway, right?

He said with little confidence: "Master, the disciple just helped Senior Brother Qingshu escape two exercises and slept three times, and wanted to come...... I don't think it's a violation of the rules, right? ”

If you expel him down the mountain because of this, it will be a lot of fun!

"Who asked you this!"

Song Yuanqiao smiled dumbly, he said: "I ask you for the teacher, are you willing to abide by the rules of the door and always be my Wudang disciple, you have been on the mountain for so long, if you think that life on the mountain is poor, the teacher can give you a chance to choose again." ”

Speaking the last two sentences, Song Yuanqiao's tone was obviously much more solemn.

I have to say that the days on the mountain are really hard, after Mo Li's injury is healed, he also felt it for more than ten days, basically he has to get up before dawn to practice, and after breakfast, he reads and learns words, and in the afternoon and night, he is a thunderous practice, which is equivalent to the third year of high school in later generations!

Ordinary children really can't stay up, and Song Qingshu often wants to slip away!

However, this is the world of martial arts, there is still a great martial arts master on Wudang Mountain, how many people want to worship under the Wudang Gate, Mo Li's brain is pumped before going down the mountain!

Not to mention that he still has to complete the mission!

He said without hesitation: "Master, as a disciple of Wudang, the disciple should abide by the rules of the door and never go down the mountain!" ”

"Good!"

Song Yuanqiao praised and said: "This is a bit like the concubine of the Mo family in Hanyang, I am afraid of hardship and tiredness, how can I be entrusted with the inheritance of Wudang?" ”

Entrusting Wudang inheritance?

Mo Li was stunned for a moment, and Song Yuanqiao said: "Today I will pass on to you and my Wudang supreme mastery of pure yang Wuji Gong, this skill is created by your ancestor himself, and it is the foundation of my Wudang faction. ”

"Yes!"

Mo Li was overjoyed, and said without hesitation: "Disciple Mo Li swears to the sky, if he leaks the supreme martial arts of the master in the future, he will suffer accidents!" ”

Pure Yang Wuji Gong, Song Yuanqiao's shot is really atmospheric, and as soon as he comes up, he is the supreme master of the Wudang faction!

This thing is by no means worse than the Nine Yin and Nine Yang, but Lao Zhang combines some of the Nine Yang Divine Skills with the Taoist Wonders, plus a peerless Divine Skill that he has tempered for decades!

The creator Lao Zhang has been the number one in the world for decades, and his disciples are all famous masters, which shows his power!

Cultivating this thing, after the achievement of the guarantee, he will also be a Wudang elder, a famous figure in the rivers and lakes.

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