"Sixth Uncle ......"

Looking at Yin Liting's worried appearance, Mo Li couldn't help but feel a warm heart.

When he came here as a child, he encountered a threat of life and death, and as soon as he came out of the mountain gate, the northwest road was full of blood, but the ten years on Wudang Mountain were ten years of peace and carefree for him, and the teachers really treated him as a relative.

A big battle outside the Yumen Pass was already a month ago, when he was injured by Shi Huolong's dying palm, but he had cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong He was strong and vigorous, but after six or seven days of cultivation, he recovered his vitality, and then rushed back to Wudang in the starry night.

He said: "At that time, those beggars came suddenly, thousands of miles away, I wanted to write a letter back to the mountain, but it was too late, but fortunately, their martial arts were not good, but they didn't hurt me much." ”

They are not good at martial arts......

The atmosphere between the few people suddenly became cold, and the corners of Yin Liting's mouth twitched slightly, what do you mean that they are not good at martial arts?!

That's the elder and head of the beggar gang, five first-class players in the world, looking all over the rivers and lakes, how many people dare to face the five of them at the same time?!

Ask yourself, Yin Liting felt that he was only barely able to win against one of them, they were not good at martial arts, what was he?

However, thinking of the amazing talent of his own nephew, Yin Liting suppressed this thought again.

Is it a genius, it's always different from ordinary people.

"So junior brother, you really defeated the five masters of the Beggar Gang in one battle, so that they are all lying in bed now?!" Song Qingshu still confirmed.

Mo Li nodded and hummed softly.

Several people were speechless again, but Zhang Wuji was extremely excited and said: "Brother Mo, I must be like you in the future, defeat the head of Huashan, the master of the beggar gang!" ”

Mo Li looked at Zhang Wuji's red smiling face, and couldn't help but smile: "Little Wuji will have such a day, Sixth Uncle, what happened to the cold poison in his body, can Shaolin Jiuyang Gong have miraculous effects?" ”

Mentioning the word cold poison, Yin Liting sighed slightly and said, "These things, let's go back to the mountain to see the senior brother and the master, let's go back to the mountain quickly." ”

……

On Wudang Mountain, wrapped in silver.

On Zhenwu Square, there was a lively scene, and many Wudang disciples were practicing swords.

Since Mo Li's defeat of the two major masters with Wudang swordsmanship that day, these Wudang disciples have seen the power of Wudang swordsmanship.

Mo Li looked at the familiar scenery on the mountain, the familiar faces, and couldn't help but relax more and more in his heart.

A person goes to a desperate region for thousands of miles, fights swords and rivers and lakes, is happy and revenge, chic is chic enough, and tired is tired enough.

Fortunately, after all, it is a great gain.

When a few people went up the mountain, there were already disciples who went to pass the news of Song Yuanqiao, and when Mo Li went back to wash up a little, put on a comfortable robe, and arrived at Zixiao Palace, it was already full of people, except for Mo Shenggu, who traveled down the mountain, the rest of the Seven Heroes were there, and Yu Daiyan was also lying in a wheelchair and was pushed in.

"Disciples, meet the masters, meet the uncles." Mo Li bowed respectfully.

"Get up."

Song Yuanqiao waved his hand, his face was not good-looking, and he said: "I heard from your sixth uncle that you have already brought back the black jade intermittent ointment, this medicine really has the same miraculous effect as rumored?" ”

Yu Daiyan and Zhang Cuishan both looked at Mo Li with a look of hope, for the two of them, this medicine is about one person's future and the other's guilt.

Mo Li nodded and smiled: "Not only the medicine, but also the formula, I also took it back, this black jade intermittent ointment is the secret elixir of the King Kong Gate in the Western Regions, and the disciples have inquired in many ways, and it can indeed heal broken bones." ”

He paused for a moment, and then said: "This King Kong Gate is the sect founded by the former Shaolin Temple abandoned fire foreman Tuo, and the door is good at strong external skills such as King Kong finger power, and there are masters in the door who have taken refuge in the Yuan Court, and now they are working in the Ruyang Palace. ”

When everyone heard this, their expressions were shocked!

Since Yu Daiyan was injured, they thought it was Shaolin who caused the harm, and negotiated with Shaolin many times, after all, King Kong finger power is one of Shaolin's seventy-two stunts, and outsiders categorically won't, but Shaolin has never admitted it, and the two parties have been fighting for ten years!

Mo Li's words are tantamount to solving a mystery for them, since there are still others who can use vajra finger power, then Yu Daiyan's injury is someone else!

"King Kong Gate, it turned out to be King Kong Gate......"

Yu Daiyan muttered to himself, his eyes erupted with hatred and anger, and Zhang Cuishan also clenched the judge's pen on his waist.

The two of them have really suffered too much because of the King Kong Gate.

Song Yuanqiao bowed slightly, and said, "Then what's going on with you and the beggar gang?" ”

In the end, the King Kong Gate is a sect in the Western Regions, and it is not in the eyes of Wudang, but the beggar gang is different, in the end, it is the largest gang in the world, famous in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, and its disciples are all over the world.

When everyone heard this, they all put down the matter of the King Kong Gate, and their eyes focused on Mo Li.

Mo Li did not hide it, and at the moment he would ask the beggar gang in Chang'an about the news and then a series of things and confiding them.

He said: "It's not that the disciples are willing to provoke the beggar gang, it's really the beggar gang who deceives people too much, not only do they want to step on the name of Wudang to become famous, but they also use more to bully less, and they use poison and other indiscriminate means......"

The Seven Heroes all turned pale, and Yu Lianzhou said: "The beggar gang is too much to deceive people, there is nothing wrong with what Li'er has done, and if we wait, it may not be better than Li'er!" ”

Everyone nodded, but Song Yuanqiao sighed and said: "What the second brother said is good, it's just that the things on the rivers and lakes are not a simple right or wrong that can be said clearly, they suffer such a big loss, and they will definitely not rest with me Wudang." ”

"If you don't take a break, you won't take a break!"

Zhang Songxi said indifferently: "Now that the third child is expected to recover from his injuries, you and I seven brothers join forces, even if the sword mountain and the sea of fire can break through, I am afraid that he will be a beggar!" ”

Yin Liting also said: "In the past, when the master was celebrating his 100th birthday, the masters of the major factions went up the mountain together, and we were able to calmly retreat from the enemy, and the beggar gang was stronger than the major factions that went up the mountain that day?!" ”

Zhang Cuishan returned, Yu Daiyan's injury is expected, there is a Zhang Sanfeng above, and there is also a Mo Li below, now the strength of Wudang Mountain is at its peak, and the Seven Heroes are naturally quite confident in their hearts, after all, this Jianghu, in the final analysis, is still the fist to say, although the beggar gang is powerful, but there are not many masters, and the gang leader and the four elders have lost their combat power, how can they be their opponents in Wudang? !

Although Song Yuanqiao loved Mo Li, he shook his head at this time and said, "Junior brothers, don't protect Li'er, this matter is still to be told truthfully after the master and his old man leave the customs, and let the master and his old man decide." ”

Everyone was still about to speak, but at this moment, a cold female voice suddenly came from a distance.

"Tomb of the Living Dead, the descendants of the Yang family, entrusted by the beggar gang, came to see Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenren!"

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