"It's a pity ......"

Looking at the big ship in the distance, Mo Li stood on the shore, and his face couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

This little guy surnamed Luo is only a little short of being able to enter the Wudang Gate Wall.

Kneeling on the eighth day shows his perseverance, but in the end he lacks a bit of courage.

The scene he saw just now was Mo Li's attack on him on the boat these days, combined with the Ecstasy Dafa in the Nine Yin True Scriptures, with the help of sound, eyes, environment, etc., to make people feel illusions in their hearts, indulge in it, and cannot extricate themselves.

This was his harvest after the battle with the old monk.

As for the loneliness and hard work in learning martial arts, and the bloody battles with the masters of the major factions, although it is a bit exaggerated, it is not completely false.

Don't leave yourself, it is to study Wudang Mountain for ten years, so that you have today's skills.

And on Wudang Mountain, those disciples with ordinary qualifications are very likely to cultivate for a lifetime, and they can only mix with second-rate masters, and barely walk down the mountain.

Qualifications, chances, luck, understanding, famous teachers, cheats, elixirs, etc., if you want to become a top master, not to mention indispensable, but you must also have most of them.

Of course, you can't underestimate the second-rate masters, they are the mainstream in the rivers and lakes, and they are also the backbone of the major factions, which is enough to maintain the glory of a martial arts family for decades.

Since he has stepped into the rivers and lakes, he is still a disciple of the Wudang faction, in this turbulent era of war in the world, it is impossible to escape the fight, especially this little guy surnamed Luo is still a martial arts family within the Shaolin sphere of influence, maybe one day he will clash with the forces of the Shaolin Temple, this is the normal state of the rivers and lakes, without training, how can he stand out from the martial artists in the rivers and lakes, how can he be famous in the world?

It's a pity that this little guy is still a little lacking in temperament and missed a fortune.

Mo Li stood by the river and turned his head to look in the direction of Wudang Mountain.

When I left Wu, it was still winter, and now that I have returned, it is winter, and I don't know if there is a new face on the mountain, and whether Uncle Yu's injuries are healed......

There is also the old man of Shizu, he knows the news of Uncle Yin's absence, and whether his body is sick......

Thousands of thoughts flashed in Mo Li's mind, and his face couldn't help but become heavy, although he went to Beijing to take revenge, but if he died, he couldn't be resurrected.

However, this way to the south by boat, it was very smooth, those Tartars did not send anyone to track him, and Wudang Mountain was close at hand, and the Tartars sent a master again, and he couldn't stop him.

It's just that the Tartar doesn't send people to chase and kill, but Mo Li's heart stops his steps.

The so-called hometown cowardice is nothing like this.

How should he face Zhang Sanfeng and how should he face the Six Heroes?

The river wind was cold, blowing the young man's clothes and hunting, and he finally took a step and walked slowly in the direction of Wudang Mountain.

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It's cold, it's snowing heavily.

Zhang Wuji stood next to the Sword Pavilion, looking at the snowy Wudang Mountain, covered in silver, and couldn't help but sigh into his palm.

Today is his rotation at the foot of the mountain.

It has been less than two years since he returned to the mountain, and although he has practiced Jiuyang Divine Skill, his skill has not yet reached the realm of cold and summer, and his hands and feet are a little numb from the cold.

Beside him, stood a tall young disciple with a stubble on his face, wearing a thin robe, standing straight in the cold wind.

Zhang Wuji looked at each other, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of envy, cold and heat did not invade, which was a sign of Nei Li's entry into the room.

He clenched his fists, and secretly resolved in his heart that this winter day must start to get through the twelve canons.

Ever since he started cultivating the Yi Muscle Forging Chapter a few months ago, his martial arts advancement was much faster than before.

Suddenly, he saw a young man in a green shirt stepping forward in the wind and snow ahead, the young man was wearing a sword at his waist, his eyebrows were delicate, but when he walked, his steps were heavy, and his whole body revealed the meaning of tiredness and fatigue, and he did not have half of the heroic spirit of a young man.

"Division...... Brother?! ”

Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously shouted in a whisper, but his tone was full of surprise.

In his impression, Mo Li has always been a heroic, chic and confident young man, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, even if the sky falls, it can't crush his backbone.

But how did it come to be?

He wondered if he was wrong.

Another disciple also saw the figure of the young man in green shirt at this time, and he was full of excitement, and shouted with joy: "But Senior Brother Mo is in front of him?!" ”

Mo Li looked at the familiar faces of the two disciples, looked at the familiar pavilion, and his face not only did not rejoice, but became a little heavier.

It's finally back......

However, how to talk to everyone about the sixth uncle?

His heart was in a mess, looking at the towering Wudang Mountain, he couldn't help but pause for a while, and it was difficult to take another step forward.

"Senior Brother Mo?"

The thinly clothed male disciple looked at Mo Li and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing ......"

Mo Li shook his head, barely squeezed out a smile, and said: "After being away from the mountain for a long time, I can't help but have some hesitation in my heart, Senior Brother Gu Xuzi, Senior Brother Wuji, I haven't seen you for a long time, everyone is okay?" ”

"It's all good, Master, he has recovered like an ordinary person, and he often fights with the master and the second master." Gu Xuzi said with a smile, he was the first disciple under Yu Daiyan's throne.

"It seems that the third uncle is really good." Mo felt a little comforted.

Zhang Wuji said with some excitement: "Senior Brother Mo, since everyone got the Yi Tendon Forging Bone Chapter you brought back, martial arts cultivation has been much faster these days, and when this winter day passes, Senior Brother Gu Xuzi and Senior Brother Song will go down the mountain to walk!" ”

"There is also the old man of Shigong, who went out of the customs three months ago and realized a set of Tai Chi swords, but it is wonderfully tight."

Gu Xuzi said: "Everyone is very good, but I am very worried about you, especially in the past few days, you assassinated the Ruyang Wang family in Jingshi, and the news came back to the mountain, the master is always afraid that something will happen to you, and now that you are back, his old man should also rest assured." ”

"Senior brother, you really entered the capital alone and killed the king of Ruyang with one sword?!" Zhang Wuji asked with interest.

"And on Zhongnan Mountain, it was really a sword to kill the big devil Yang Xiao?!" Gu Xuzi is also curious.

They have never witnessed it with their own eyes, but they have heard about these two sensational events in the rivers and lakes from the mouths of others, and they know that now the name of Mo Li's sword god is in full swing in the rivers and lakes, and at the same time, with honor, of course, they are also very curious, Mo Li's martial arts, as rumored by the people in the rivers and lakes, have entered an unpredictable situation, is it enough to stand side by side with Zhang Sanfeng?

"It's all just a rumor, and the hardships will be discussed in detail with my senior brothers and brothers in the future."

Mo Li smiled bitterly: "I want to see Master, please report for me." ”

"Okay, I'll go now, the old man knows that you are back, maybe he won't be happy!" Gu Xuzi responded, turned around and headed towards the mountain.

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