What do you do when you go back to the air?

Naturally, we have to find the field!

After the two incidents of fire foreman Tuo and Jueyuan, Shaolin's attitude towards traitors is zero tolerance, which can be seen from Zhang Sanfeng taking Zhang Wuji to Shaolin to seek merit in the original book.

With Lao Zhang's prestige and high seniority, he personally begged Shaolin Temple to rescue Zhang Wuji, not only was he refused, but the master of the temple also saved thousands of monks and swarmed up, that is, he was picked by Shaolin Temple, and he would never give in.

Shaolin Temple is merciful or not, it is the benevolent and the wise see the wise, but traitors like Yuanxin Yuanhui, they vow to capture and return to the temple, even if there are masters behind their backs.

Mo Li naturally understood what this old monk meant, but he didn't reveal his identity, not because he was afraid of Shaolin, but because he was afraid that people in the rivers and lakes would say that Wudang interfered in the internal affairs of the side faction and acted domineeringly, which would damage Wudang's reputation.

With the prestige of Wudang's current strength and prestige, how can Shaolin dare to come to the door to find trouble in Wudang?

He only smiled and said, "Then it depends on the master's eyesight!" ”

After the words, his finger stretched out, far away towards Yuan Hui's body to the acupoint, everyone saw his finger soothing, chic demeanor, moves hall outline, the atmosphere is outstanding, the heart is shocked, this fingering, but it is very different from the fingering of the famous masters of the world, no one can see the foot!

The finger power is invisible, everyone can't see anything, but there is a 'snort' sound in his ears, there is a strong wind blowing through everyone's clothes, that Yuanhui only feels a majestic strength coming through the body, a body of qi and blood, and suddenly resumes flowing, he 'oops' a moan, and his body has slipped out from between the long sticks.

"It's ......"

Emptiness frowned, he has walked the rivers and lakes for decades, and the martial arts of all sects and sects in the world are not to mention a few treasures, but most of them know, but this fingering, profound and subtle, compared to many of his Shaolin stunts, is even better, but this kind of magic skills, he said that he has seen it, and he has never heard of it.

This is ordinary, the era of Yiyang Finger was active more than 100 years ago, and since the Yideng Master Xianyin, the younger generations of disciples, martial arts are not good, one generation is not as good as the generation, and Yiyang Finger has long been extinct in the rivers and lakes.

And the only descendant is far away in the northwest martial arts, thousands of miles away from the Central Plains, the martial arts are mediocre, the reputation is not obvious, the emptiness is in the goodbye to the well-informed, and it is difficult to know this peerless fingering.

"If the master doesn't know, you might as well keep it in your heart, and return to the temple in the coming day, or ask the seniors in the temple, or consult the classics, I think there will be a harvest."

Mo Li smiled and said, "Right now, please get out of the way and let me go south." ”

Emptiness stood still, motionless, as if still pondering the origin of the yang finger.

However, he had something else on his mind.

Although this person's martial arts are high, but the inheritance is unknown, it must not be the main sect in the rivers and lakes, and it is inevitable that he will be weak, although he is not this person's opponent, but there are still a group of stick monks and Yuan Miao present, and they are rushing up......

Seeing that he didn't answer, the atmosphere on the ship suddenly became a little delicate.

Mo Li raised his eyebrows, could it be that this old monk planned not to keep his promise?

Yuan Miao seemed to see what emptiness was thinking, and whispered: "Uncle Shi, in front of everyone, going back on your word will damage the reputation of our Shaolin." ”

Although his voice was small, he listened to this sentence carefully.

This abbot has passed on, but there is something.

Mo thought of this, the emptiness nodded slightly, and said: "The donor's martial arts are extraordinary, the old monk admires, and I should go to Shaolin to learn again in the future." ”

After that, he didn't even look at the two traitors, and unfolded his light work, heading towards the boat below, and a group of stick monks followed, and the round and thoughtful look at Mo Li's eyes, and then drifted away.

In an instant, there was no trace of half a monk in the canal.

On the deck, there was silence, no one spoke, and their eyes were all focused on Mo Li, some surprised and stunned, and some confused.

Although among the rivers and lakes, there is still a mountain high, but how many masters in the world can overpower the masters of Shaolin Temple?

What is the identity of this businessman?!

Mo Li nodded and smiled at everyone, and wanted to go back to the cabin when he took a step, but at this time, the two of Yuanhui and Yuanxin knelt in front of Mo Li's body with a plop, and Yuanxin said gratefully: "Thank you for the life-saving grace of Engong, my senior brother and sister have nothing to repay, but I ask to be a slave and a servant by Engong's side, serve one or two, and talk about my heart." ”

"You're welcome, it's just a casual thing to do."

Mo Li said: "In the face of a strong enemy, the two can still not abandon and stick to their integrity, which shows that they are rare heroes, who are slaves and servants, but they are tormented." ”

Dozens of martial arts stick monks surrounded and killed, these two would rather die than give in, this alone is better than how many people in the rivers and lakes.

"Engong, you are strong in martial arts and righteous in life, under your hands, we are willing." Yuan Hui said loudly.

Yuan Xin persuaded: "Engong, let my two brothers follow you, otherwise, the group of thieves and monks in Shaolin Temple will chase after you again, and it will be difficult to save the lives of my two brothers." ”

"This ......"

Mo Li hesitated, he fled alone at this time, and there were Yuan Court masters to follow him, it was really inconvenient to take the two of them, but as these two people said, with the power of Shaolin Temple, if everyone was separated, I was afraid that those monks would immediately surround him again and take the lives of the two of them.

He thought about it for a while, and his mind suddenly flashed Zhu Chongbalai, who he had met in Hongmei Villa before, and suddenly had an idea.

"Don't worry, I have a good solution to the crisis for both of you."

Mo Li said with a smile: "The two heroes went south with them for the time being, waited out of Zhongzhou, arrived in Hubei, and set off for Xuzhou, where the Red Turban Army uprising of Marshal Guo Zixing was in full swing. ”

The Red Turban Army will be inherited by Zhu Chongba in the future, conquering the south and fighting in the north, pacifying the world, and reshaping the rivers and mountains of the Han family, which is a road where risks and opportunities coexist.

The two of them were obviously moved, and they kowtowed in unison at the moment, and said, "Thank you for your advice!" ”

"You're welcome, you're welcome!"

Mo Li hurriedly pulled the two of them up, and said in a round heart: "Engong saved our lives, and he didn't want to reciprocate, please allow me to prepare some wine and food and treat me." ”

It saved their lives, and they should have eaten a meal.

Mo Li didn't refuse this time, and said with a smile: "Then I will thank the two of you for your kindness." ”

The three of them immediately walked towards the cabin together, but at this moment, they saw that the young man who said that he wanted to worship Shaolin Xueyi stopped in front of Mo Li, knelt on the ground, and said with a red face: "Senior, please accept me as an apprentice!" ”

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