He didn't know what the poison of the Broken Intestine Grass was.

However, after eating the pastry again, the huge pain made him feel like a thousand knives all over his body, and he passed out even if he passed out.

If there is no Mo Li's side, at most a few breaths of effort, poisoning into the heart, he will not be able to save it at all.

Looking at Wang Xi, Mo Li didn't know whether it was good to say that he was lucky, or whether it was good or bad.

It was certainly an opportunity to have his own guidance and let him lay the foundation for the Sword Intent Realm, but following him brought him endless dangers, and there were many dangers in it, which were not at all something that a teenager of his age could bear.

Thinking of this, he said softly: "You are fine, you are just a little injured, and you will be fine when you go home to recuperate for a few days." ”

"Poison, it's poison!"

Wang Xi suddenly looked nervous and said, "Mr. Mo, that pastry is poisonous, you must not eat it." ”

He remembered why he had been poisoned.

It's just that he's just in a coma, unaware of what happened, otherwise he wouldn't have said that.

Looking at the young man's concerned eyes, Mo Li sighed and said, "I know it's poisonous, you have suffered it for me, and when you go home today, don't come to look for me again." ”

"For ...... Why? Wang Xi looked puzzled.

In his heart, Mo Li is not only a very cultivated reader, but also a master who hides deeply, but treats him extremely well, how to drive him away?

"I'm here for your good, look around." Don't deviate.

Wang Xi turned his head slightly, looked around, and as far as he could see, the original courtyard had long since disappeared, and the courtyard walls on all sides had collapsed into ruins, and those houses had also collapsed, and all that remained on the ground were fragments of flesh and blood, which looked extremely terrifying.

This is......

The boy gasped, how had he seen such a scene since he was born?

"These are the people who want to kill me."

Mo Li said: "If you see me again, it is inevitable that you will encounter today's scene, I can protect you for a while, and I can't protect you for a lifetime, you were born to study art in the Hengshan School, and you will have your own opportunities in the future." ”

After a pause, Mo Li said again: "After you go up the mountain, go directly to talk to Mo Da, and say that I said it, let him teach you swordsmanship, Hengshan faction, except for Liu Zhengfeng, only his swordsmanship can be seen." ”

The names Mo Da and Liu Zhengfeng, who in Hengyang City don't know?

However, Mr. Mo's mention of these two famous masters of the Hengshan faction is an understatement, like a pedestrian on the side of the road.

Thinking of the surrounding scenes and those flesh and blood, Wang Xi was shocked, could it be that this Mr. Mo is really as he said, the kind of big master who can't find a few opponents in the martial arts?

However, this question is destined for him to find the answer himself.

Mo Li picked him up, found the meridian sword from the ruins, performed light skills, and sent him home after a while.

In Wang Xi's stunned and reluctant gaze, he turned around and left.

But when he walked down the street, he didn't know where to go for a while.

It seems that Fang Cai himself used his palm power to collapse his yard.

"I knew that I would have used less force."

Mo Li said to himself with a wry smile on his face, and he couldn't help but regret a little in his heart.

The dignified sword demon, the peerless swordsman who just uprooted the two major forces of the Songshan faction and the good and evil forces of Tsing Yi Lou in one fell swoop, is now homeless?

Just as he was thinking about whether to find an inn or continue to rent a small courtyard, a desolate and complaining erhu suddenly sounded in his ears.

On the street ahead, an old man in a green shirt and white Luo Tuo came here while pulling the erhu.

"Mo Shaoxia is fine, but it makes Lao Yu very worried, as soon as he receives the news, he immediately comes to help Shaoxia." The old man said with concern.

It was not someone else, it was Mr. Mo Da, the head of the Hengshan faction.

Mo Li looked at the concerned look on this Xiaoxiang Yeyu face, couldn't help but smile faintly, and said sarcastically: "Mr. Mo Da's hand is really good, in the midst of grievances, there is no joy, I don't know why, isn't it because your henchmen were cut off, and you can sit back and relax?" ”

"This ......"

Mo Da's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly said: "What did the young man say, as soon as the old man received the news, he immediately came to visit the young man to see if he could help......

"Well, you don't have to say more."

Mo Li interrupted: "How about your Hengshan faction, it has nothing to do with Mo, the grace of your faction to seek medicine before, there must be more than enough to repay it, as for whether you just received the news, or you received the news early, that's your business, you don't have to explain it to me." ”

He was extremely dissatisfied with the Hengshan faction in his heart.

As the head snake of the land, the masters of the Tsing Yi Lou and Songshan factions did their best and infiltrated Hengshan City, how could their Hengshan faction not receive the news?

If this is the case, I am afraid that their Hengshan Sect has been wiped out many times!

The reason why I didn't tell in advance was that I just had the idea of sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, who won and who lost, the Songshan faction was afraid that they would lose their vitality, and for their Hengshan faction, they could take a big breath.

It's just that Mo Dawan never expected that Mo Li's martial arts were so clever that the two major forces poured out, but instead of taking it, the masters were not on the spot, so after he received the news, he immediately came to visit Mo Li, for fear that Mo Li would be angry with him Hengshan faction.

Mo Li can understand Mo Da's thoughts, and he can also understand the situation of the Hengshan faction, and if he changes places, he will never do better than Mo Da.

But he is not Mo Da, but Mo Li, of course, he is unhappy with the other party's calculations.

Mo Da stood in place, opened his mouth to speak, but didn't know what to say for a while, he sighed and said: "The small sect has its own difficulties, and I hope Mo Shaoxia will forgive me." ”

"I can't talk about forgiveness, from now on, you take your Yangguan Road, and I take my single-plank bridge."

After that, Mo Li stepped forward, and didn't look at this Xiaoxiang Yeyu again.

Looking at the back of the young man in white gradually moving away, Mo Da sighed again, he couldn't say anything, just arched his hand towards Mo Li's back to show his gratitude.

The Songshan faction was destroyed, Zuo Lengchan died, this kindness, for him, for the other four major sword sects, the kindness is indeed great, how can a two Qing can be counted as understood?

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In a blink of an eye, it is ten days.

The news of the collapse of the Songshan faction and Tsing Yi Lou in Mo Li's hands spread out, and it set off a lot of storms in the rivers and lakes.

This is no better than the lone ranger Ximen Chuixue or the senior masters who have been hidden for many years such as the Badao, they are the top forces on both the good and evil sides, and under their cooperation, not only did they not hurt Mo Li, but from the leader to the first-class masters, they were all wiped out, and it happened under the witness of countless disciples of the Songshan faction.

Among the rivers and lakes, in recent decades, except for the battle of Taihu Lake, after the Iron Courage Shenhou overthrew the records of more than 100 masters of the two realms of righteousness and demons, there has been no major battle that can overpower the limelight this time.

Therefore, the name of the four great masters naturally became the five great masters.

No one questions Mo Li's age anymore, and no one questions Mo Li's martial arts anymore.

Interestingly, many people in the rivers and lakes rumored that Mo Li had cultivated some evil skills of rejuvenation, and he was so young, but he was actually an old monster who had a hundred years of life.

For all this, Mo Li naturally did not know.

He had been cultivating in Hengyang City for ten days, and he had already refined all the medicinal power of the thousand-year-old Tianshan Snow Lotus.

Moreover, in the progress of martial arts, there is an unexpected gain.

"Come, go, come again, go again......"

In the room of the inn, Mo Li hooked his fingers interestingly, and in front of his fingers, there was a strand of hair.

As his fingers moved back and forth, the strand of hair, sometimes facing forward and sometimes backward, made various movements in the air with great agility, as if an invisible hand was manipulating.

This scene looks like a street trick, and there is nothing surprising, but I am afraid that any master in the world will drop his jaw when he comes.

Just because no matter how subtle and strong the internal force control is, once it is out of the body, it cannot be controlled at all, so it is similar to the white rainbow palm power in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, which is extremely powerful.

But if you want to control a strand of hair so skillfully, let it make all kinds of movements in the air as you like, as if in your hand, that is a realm that martial arts must not reach, even innate masters can't do it!

But Mo Li did it.

Of course, he was an innate master, but after refining all the medicinal power, he finally got a glimpse of the realm of the great grandmaster recorded by Zhang Sanfeng, the realm of qi and divine harmony!

His spirit and internal force are fused with such a trace, this trace of internal force is extremely ingenious, and after leaving the body, he can still control it as he wants!

Right now, although this trace of internal force is weak, it can only control a strand of hair, and it can only move within a few feet in front of him, but as more and more fusions are fused, until they are completely combined, how terrifying should it be?

I'm afraid that the sword will fly into the sky and take the head of the person in the air, and it will no longer be a legend.

Mo Li was playing with that trace of true qi, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart, the realm of the great grandmaster, he couldn't imagine that he would touch the threshold so quickly.

Of course, there are many opportunities here, for example, there is Zhang Sanfeng to show the way forward, without him having to explore it himself, and for example, his cultivation of Nuwa Guan idea can not only improve his physique, but also have great benefits for spiritual growth, not to mention the two thousand-year-old elixirs, such medicinal materials that absorb the essence of the thousand-year-old sun and moon, how huge the medicinal power is, although most of them are transformed into his vitality, but it also makes his true qi increase a lot, at least allowing him to save several years of hard work.

With such a superposition, it is not a fluke that he can now get a glimpse of the path of the Great Grandmaster.

But the process is destined to be long.

He wanted to completely integrate his true qi with his spiritual power, and Mo Li roughly estimated that it would take at least ten years.

This is much luckier than the Ba Si Pa who couldn't touch the threshold in his life, but Mo Qian could only smile bitterly, he himself may not be able to live to ten years.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside the room.

Mo Li raised his eyebrows, withdrew his true qi, and the strand of hair immediately fell to the ground.

With the sharpness of his perception now, it is naturally not difficult to notice that there is someone outside, but he never thought that that person is coming to him.

With steady steps and long breathing, he must be a martial arts master.

He asked, "Who, what?" ”

"Dare to ask the inside, but Mo Shaoxia, the villain is ordered by the master to invite the young man to go to the private room to meet." A very respectful voice came in.

Please allow me to meet?

Mo Lizhi thought it was interesting, the people who knew his traces were all dead, and those who were not dead, such as the Hengshan faction and others, must not dare to leak his traces at will now, and with his current reputation, the masters of the two major forces of good and evil were wiped out by him in one battle, and the name of the Sword Demon was powerful all over the world, and how many people dared to find him?

"Then let's see."

Mo Li didn't ask the other party's identity at all, and he didn't have to ask the other party's identity.

With his martial arts, is there anyone else who can't see it?

With a flick of his sleeves and a strong wind, the door opened.

Outside, a down-and-out scholar in ragged clothes, holding a broken folding fan, looked solemn and rigorous, and his face was full of humility and respect.

In the face of Mo Li, how many people in the rivers and lakes dare to take a big position now?

Looking at the young man in a green shirt and a sword hanging from his waist, the down-and-out scholar bowed respectfully and said, "Young man, please." ”

Mo Li nodded and stepped out, and he followed behind to lead the way, like a small guy.

This scene, if the heroes of the Central Plains generation see it, I am afraid that they will be shocked to lose their big teeth. Entrenched in Kaifeng and monopolized the transportation of the Yellow River, one of them actually acted as a small servant here?

But this ancestor Qianqiu is now willing, not only is he absolutely half ashamed, but even extremely honored.

Not everyone is qualified to lead the way to the youngest grandmaster in the world, how many heroes in the rivers and lakes can't even see the face of the four great grandmasters!

The two of them went out of the guest room and arrived in the hall, where there were few tables of guests.

It was just after noon, and of course there were no more guests.

"It's on the second floor."

The scruffy scholar pointed to the staircase.

But at this moment, among the guests at a table near the corner, someone suddenly said: "Two of you are slow!" ”

Mo Li's feet, so is Zu Qianqiu.

The two of them looked around, and the one who stood up was a handsome young man.

He seemed to have drunk some wine, his face was slightly drunk, and there was a sharp aura on his body.

Mo Li's gaze froze on his face.

It was a face he was familiar with, and with that naturally curly hair......

Ancient costume Jiao Enjun, can it be done, is it Xiao Li Feidao?

Next to the young man, there was also a beautiful girl sitting, she looked at the young man stupidly, and there was affection in her beautiful eyes that could not be hidden.

"Boy, it's not good to be tired, when you're drunk, go back to rest honestly, don't talk nonsense!" Zu Qianqiu scolded loudly.

"I'm not drunk, I'm here to punish the evil!"

The young man stared at Mo Li with firm eyes, and said, "If I guess correctly, you are the famous sword demon Mo Li in the rivers and lakes, aren't you?!" ”

"So rude!"

Zu Qianqiu frowned, and he wanted to make a move, but suddenly an extra hand in front of him stopped him.

He looked at Mo Li, puzzled, and didn't know why he didn't let him make a move.

Mo Li nodded at him slightly, and smiled at the young man: "Yes, I am Mo Li, do you have anything to do with me?" ”

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