Chapter Seventy-Two: Separation
The meal was undoubtedly a bit tasteless.
The host is full of worries, so he is naturally embarrassed to talk about it, and the guests are also seeing through it and secretly snickering in their hearts.
Mo Li, the only one, who was already hungry because of a fierce battle during the day, feasted there.
I have to say that the chefs in Yang's Mansion are still very good, whether it is the peach cake of Fang Cai or the banquet at this time, they are all first-class delicious.
Father Yang hastily ate a few chopsticks and stopped eating, Song Yuanqiao and the two also had a very good eye to stop early, but Mo Li, who suddenly didn't realize it, against Father Yang's disgusted eyes, ate a full stomach, and then put down the dishes and chopsticks.
Seeing that everyone had finished eating, Father Yang said: "Today, the heroes of Wudang came to the cold house, which was originally a matter of flourishing, but there was a poisoning in my house, but I am afraid that I will not be able to continue to entertain a few people, and I am really sorry." ”
Is this to chase customers? This is not quite the same as the enthusiastic Yang father before......
Mo Li muttered in his heart, after all, when he came to Yang's Mansion before, Yang's father and Yang's mother were extremely eager for him.
Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou are both old rivers and lakes, so they naturally know that the other party has no face and then stays with them, and Song Yuanqiao smiled at the moment: "Brother Yang is polite, but it is I who disturbed your mansion, and I will have time to go to Hubei in the future, and I will definitely sweep the couch to greet each other." ”
The two exchanged a few polite words, and then bowed and took their leave.
Out of Father Yang, Mo Li said: "This Uncle Yang feels weird today, not much the same as before." ”
Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou looked at each other and smiled, and Yu Lianzhou said: "I looked at the Yang Mansion, but I was very enthusiastic, but you kid, your eyesight is a little worse." ”
"I have poor eyesight?" Mo Li was stunned for a moment.
Song Yuanqiao said with a smile: "Okay, don't mention this matter again, Li'er has its own fate, this place is quite close to the Quanzhen Sect ruins, we finally got to Zhongnan for a trip, and we always have to pay homage to the ruins of our predecessors." ”
"Exactly, this is the number one faction in the world in the past, and its name is much louder than today's Shaolin."
Yu Lianzhou said: "Master often says that our Wudang Chengquan Zhen has a lot of relics, and now that we are here, we always have to pay respects." ”
When Zhang Sanfeng was young, he took care of the Quanzhen Sect a lot, and Qiu Chuji also taught him kung fu, and he witnessed the Quanzhen Sect of Nuoda from prosperity to decline, and when teaching his disciples, he naturally often mentioned this great sect.
Wudang is accustomed to activities in the south of the Yangtze River, rarely walking in the north, Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou arrived here, naturally wanting to see the ruins of their predecessors.
"The Quanzhen ruins are nearby, I went to worship half a year ago, Master, Second Uncle, please come with me."
Mo Li led the way forward.
The three of them are all great masters whose skills have reached the pinnacle of the realm, and the slightly rugged mountain roads are not worth mentioning to them, but after a cup of tea, the three of them crossed the mountain and forest paths and arrived in front of the former site of Quanzhen.
After a hundred years, the once continuous Taoist palace pavilions here have long been in ruins.
Countless weeds and trees grow in the process, burying all those once towering pavilions and palaces, and only a few ruins can faintly glimpse the glory of the former True Religion.
Looking at the lush greenery all over the ground, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but sigh and said: "I can't imagine that in the past, the number one faction in the world in the past is now difficult to find the old site, and in a few decades, I am afraid that this trace will be gone." ”
Yu Lianzhou nodded, and also sighed: "How many romances in ancient and modern times have gone with the rain and wind, and I don't know how my Wudang will ......."
Although the Wudang faction is now the largest faction in the world, Zhang Sanfeng is old after all, once he is gone, who knows if Wudang will repeat the mistakes of the Quanzhen Sect in the future?
Mo Li knew that Wudang in the future would be a holy place of martial arts with Shaolin and continuous inheritance, and said with a smile: "Master and second uncle, please rest assured, my Wudang will definitely live forever and continue to be inherited!" ”
"Who can say the things of the world?"
Song Yuanqiao sighed, and said: "Li'er, I came here to worship this Quanzhen ruins, one is to respect the sages of the Quanzhen Sect, and the other is to say a few words to you, you are extremely talented and have high martial arts, it stands to reason that you shouldn't worry about you as a teacher, but now you have to worry about you as a teacher!" ”
"Master, what did the disciple do wrong?" Mo Li couldn't help but ask.
Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said, "You have gone down the mountain these few times, whether it is the beggar gang or the Mingjiao, you have done very well, but there is only one thing, you are too reckless!" ”
"Whether it's a duel against a master of the Beggar Gang, or an appointment with Yang Xiao, you haven't discussed it with your teacher, if something happens, what should you do? You must know that a mountain is still a mountain high, and two fists are hard to beat four hands, in case you are conspired against like your third uncle that day, how can the teacher explain to your dead father? Do you know that the news of your appointment to fight the Ming Sect has been transmitted back to Wudang, and your ancestor and we are worried about you? ”
Although his words were reprimanding, the love in him was overflowing, and Mo couldn't help but feel hot in his heart when he heard it.
Yu Lianzhou said: "Li'er, don't complain about your master's verbosity, you look at this Quanzhen Sect, a sect of Nuoda, if you say no, it will be gone, your master also cares about you, in the future, when you encounter trouble, especially such as Yang Xiao, you must not make impulsive decisions, you must discuss with us, you must remember that you are a disciple of Wudang, no matter what happens, there is your master and ancestor and we will support you!" ”
"Yes, second uncle, the disciple remembered." Mo Li nodded in response.
"You are also older, and the rest of the words are not much to say as a teacher, I just hope you remember to be cautious in the future, and don't be strong alone." Song Yuanqiao said again.
Mo Lian Lian should be, and the attitude is kind.
Song Yuanqiao didn't say anything more when he saw this, when the young eagle grew up, he should always have his own side of the world, especially a genius like Mo Li, he can't interfere in everything.
He said, "It's getting late, it's time for us to leave for the mountain, let's go." ”
"Master."
Mo Li called out and saluted: "Forgive the disciple for not being able to go back to the mountain here, the disciple still has to go to Kunlun." ”
"Kunlun?!"
Song Yuanqiao raised his eyebrows and said, "You are going to find trouble with the Ming Sect, there is the general altar of the Ming Sect, and the masters are like clouds." ”
"Exactly, you can't be impulsive when you leave your son, in the Ming Sect, not only are the strong like clouds, but the sect members are countless, and it is too dangerous for you to go to the top of the light alone." Yu Lianzhou also persuaded.
"Master, second uncle......"
Seeing that the two had misunderstood, Mo Li couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said: "The disciple just wants to go to Kunlun to find an elixir, maybe he can cure the injuries of the junior brother Wuji, where is the trouble of wanting to find the Ming Sect......
As soon as the two of them heard this, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and Song Yuanqiao said: "In this way, you can go, remember, don't cause trouble." It's okay, let's go south and north, someone can always bump into your sixth uncle. ”
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