"Little junior brother, do you want to beat Lin Jingyu?"

In a house in Dazhufeng, Zhang Xiaofan only felt very uncomfortable holding his chest, and in front of him, there was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy standing, with a long body and an extraordinary heroic spirit.

Today, he was not easy to be slapped by Tian, although it was not a big problem, but the injury was not light, and it would take at least half a month to recuperate.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiaofan is a person who does not hold grudges, and he changed to a black-bellied male protagonist, so he made up his mind and went out of the mountain gate early.

"Senior brother, I'm ...... Can I overcome him? ”

Zhang Xiaofan didn't have much confidence, and said: "Everyone says that he is the pride of the sky, and he can resist the sword after going up the mountain for more than three years, I ...... I've only reached the third level now......"

He has been a little wooden since he was a child, and since he went up the mountain, Tian Buyi has been strict with his disciples, and he has not encouraged him much, which has seriously dampened his self-confidence.

In his heart, he is an ordinary disciple with mediocre qualifications, thinking that one day he can step into the realm of exorcism, so that Tian Buyi can take a look at it, it is already extremely remarkable, where did he ever think that one day he could be compared with Lin Jingyu?

"So what, there's still a year and a half, it's more than enough."

Mo Li said with a smile: "With me to help you, Hugh said that Lin Jingyu is Qi Hao, and he will never be your opponent in the future." ”

He meant it.

Zhang Xiaofan's qualifications are already good, and what is even more rare is that perseverance, as long as he is trained properly, he will definitely shine in the future and shine brightly.

Zhang Xiaofan bowed his head and was silent, obviously not believing that he could do this, even if he had cultivated Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao to the third level in three years.

Mo Li smiled, many things are like this, if you don't see the final result, who knows what you can do in the end?

He took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom and said, "This rhubarb pill was specially ordered by the master to be sent by me, and it has a miraculous effect on healing, so you can take it quickly." ”

Zhang Xiaofan hesitated, took the porcelain bottle, poured out a soybean-sized pill and swallowed it, and after a while, he felt that a warm air first rose from the dantian, and then dispersed to the top of his limbs and head, and the whole body was very comfortable, and even the faint pain in his chest disappeared.

He was surprised and delighted, stood up and moved his body, and sure enough, everything was as usual, the elixir had a miraculous effect, and it was unbelievable. He was happy in his heart, and hurriedly said to Mo Li: "Thank you, senior brother." ”

"You kid, you should thank Master."

Mo Li smiled and said, "You don't blame Master for today's events." ”

Zhang Xiaofan was shocked, and waved his hand again and again: "No, no, no, it's all my fault, I made his old man angry......

"You did make Master and his old man angry."

Mo Li sighed and said, "What kind of arrogant person is Master, looking at the Seven Peaks of Qingyun, up and down, how many people are higher than him?" But you are in the Silent Hall, and you have made the master lose a lot of face in the territory of our Dazhu Peak, so it's no wonder that the master can't hold back his anger. ”

Zhang Xiaofan was silent again.

After all, he is still young, he is not deeply involved in the world, and his thinking is very simple.

It was just a joke with his childhood friend, but in the end it became like this, and for him, he never thought of it.

"It's my fault," he said. ”

Mo Li said: "Okay, this matter has been revealed, so I won't talk about who is right and who is wrong." ”

"If you want to make Master happy, then practice hard, and the Seven Veins will defeat Lin Jingyu head-on, this is the right reason."

"I ......"

Zhang Xiaofan was about to say that he was not Lin Jingyu's opponent, but when he saw Mo Li waving his hand and said: "Don't speak, listen to me, this trick must be memorized carefully." ”

At that moment, he said the first volume of the book of heaven word by word, and so on four or five times, but Zhang Xiaofan was familiar with it.

"This is the exercise I got by chance when I went down the mountain to visit the Incense Valley, and it is mutually referential with our Qingyunmen's Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao, which is very beneficial to my practice."

Mo Li said with some anticipation: "I hope that after I return to the mountain this time, I can look at a different little junior brother." ”

After several years of penance, Zhang Xiaofan has long known the preciousness of the cultivation method, and the Heavenly Book is a method that is broad and profound, and the obscure and difficult to understand has never been inferior to the Taiji Xuanqing Dao.

He only listened to it a few times, and then he felt that the flow of spiritual power in his body had faintly accelerated, and in his mind, there were all enlightenments.

"Senior Brother......

Zhang Xiaofan's face was full of gratitude, and he said: "I will definitely practice hard and not let you down!" ”

"Okay."

Mo Li didn't say anything more, gently patted the other party's shoulder, and said, "You take care." ”

Zhang Xiaofan nodded and said, "Senior brother, go slowly." ”

Mo Li nodded, walked out of the door, and soon, he walked to the height of Dazhu Peak.

Raising his eyes to look at the endless sea of clouds, looking at the towering Qingyun Seven Peaks, a wisp of nostalgia flashed in Mo Xuan, but then a crimson light rushed into the sky, carrying him away without a trace.

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Heyang City, Shanhai Garden.

This most prosperous restaurant in Heyang City was already full of guests when it was nearly noon.

Mo Li went in to eat, and the shopkeeper searched for a while, and Fang was in a corner and found an empty table for him.

"Guest, what to eat?" The shopkeeper asked very kindly.

"When you come to Shanhaiyuan, how can you not order 'steamed fish'?" Mo Li said with a smile.

When the shopkeeper heard this, he couldn't stop laughing, and said: "You are really an expert, and you also know that our Shanhaiyuan's 'steamed fish', this dish is famous for a hundred miles." ”

Mo Li nodded and said, "For the rest of the dishes, pick up two or three good ones and serve them, and then serve a pot of good tea." ”

Edgeworth doesn't drink, and drinking doesn't make Edgeworth.

Don't go far away, naturally you have to taboo these.

"Okay, one steamed fish, three side dishes, and a pot of good tea!"

The shopkeeper shouted at the top of his throat, and someone wrote down the name of the dish and sent it to the kitchen.

But at this moment, I only heard a cold female voice: "Nonsense, this fish is a specialty of Zhujiao Mountain in the south, it is thousands of miles away from here, how can it be transported, isn't your store a lie?" ”

The two of them were startled by the voice, and they couldn't help but turn their heads to look over.

I saw that on a table not far away, there were three people sitting, a woman and two men, the woman was wearing a light purple dress, her face was covered with a light veil, and her face could not be seen clearly, but the exposed skin was snow-white; The two men were dressed as scribes, one was white and beardless, and he was very kind, while the other had a bit of majesty between his eyebrows.

The person who spoke didn't need to mention it, it was naturally the woman in the purple dress.

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "What this guest officer said is, but you don't know, a hundred years ago, this fish was indeed unique to Zhugou Mountain in the south, but later Qingyunmen Dao Xuanzhen passed by Zhugou Mountain, and specially moved this fish back, and put it in the Hongchuan of Qingyun Shanyin, and now it is not only alive, but also gradually prosperous." We all rely on the blessings of the Dao Xuan Immortals on Qingyun Mountain to have this blessing! ”

Hearing the name of the Xuan Immortal of Qingyun Dao, the three of them looked a little strange.

The white-faced scholar smiled and said, "Okay, little sister, it's just a fish, why make a fuss." ”

Another middle-aged scribe with a dignified face arched his hand at Mo Li from afar, and then held up the teacup as a salute.

Mo Li also nodded at them, except for a faint curiosity about the masked woman's face in his heart, he had no other thoughts.

Shanhaiyuan served the food quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the fish and the rest of the dishes were all in front of him, and Mo had been away for a long time, and his stomach was already empty, so he was ready to eat.

The taste of the dishes is not more than words, it is a first-class wonderful, otherwise Shanhewan would not be famous in this Heyang City.

In particular, the steamed fish is fragrant and tender, and the entrance is sweet, which makes people intoxicated.

When Mo Li was eating sweetly, the voices of the people at the table next to him were talking, but they attracted his attention.

A few people at that table, dressed as merchants, must have traveled a long way.

A bearded man said: "In one month, it will be Lu Shuai's fiftieth birthday, and I don't know if you and I will have time to rush to Beijing to celebrate his old man's birthday." ”

A younger man said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, don't panic, the younger brother has already prepared for this matter, and has already instructed his wife to memorize the birthday gifts of you and me, even if our brother fails to return in time for this trip, it will not hurt." ”

Lu Shuai, the original General Lu Jiu, Lu Xueqi's father?

Mo Li was stunned for a moment, remembering the original scene.

If he hadn't escorted the other party to Jingshi, he would never leave along the way, and he wouldn't have gotten to know Master Shuiyue through his people, and he wouldn't have been included in the Qingyun Sect because of Master Shuiyue, so it can be said that the other party has a great favor with him.

On his birthday, he naturally wanted to come to the door to congratulate him.

Mo was moved, but he remembered the incident of the Incense Valley, perhaps, this is the cause and effect, and the debt must be repaid after all, otherwise there will be obstacles in the Dao heart, which will naturally hinder the cultivation.

Although he gave the acacia bell to Lu Xueqi, he really didn't repay Lu Jiu.

Vaguely, I remember the other party's ambition to pacify the north and the world to be peaceful.

I don't know, after so many years, has his ambition been realized?

Thousands of thoughts appeared in Mo Xuan's head, and suddenly he heard a person sneering: "Lu Shuai's birthday, I'm afraid it's uneasy, the Golden Horde Khan has sent the Living Buddha to the south of Beijing, and he wants to be unfavorable to Lu Shuai, I can't say that Lu Shuai's fiftieth birthday is his death!" ”

The name of the Living Buddha of the Northland, Mo Li has heard of it when he first came to this world, he is really a first-class master in the martial arts, and the national teacher and others who died in his hands are respected, if he assassinates, even if Lu Jiu is under heavy protection, I am afraid that it is still very dangerous.

"You are presumptuous, how dare you curse Lu Shuai!"

The bearded man had a short temper, slapped the table and stood up, scolding.

He said: "Lu Shuai has worked hard in the past five years, not only to repel the army of Hu Lu in Northern Xinjiang several times, but also to go deep into the northwest desert, plough the court and sweep the holes, kill Hu Lu in fear, and have great merits with the people in the world, you are so slanderous, can you be worthy of your conscience?!" ”

Everyone in the lobby had angry faces, showing that what this person said was true, and Lu Shuai was very popular.

As for Fang Cai sneering at the man, instead of being afraid, he pointed to his forehead and said, "Why, only Lu Jiu is allowed to assassinate Lao Tzu and exile, and Lao Tzu is not allowed to scold him a few words?" ”

"Besides, it is the Great Khan of the Golden Horde who will kill him, and when you see what I have done, you will kill the living Buddha and kill the Great Khan!"

He had a prisoner tattooed on his forehead, thinking that he had a grudge against Lu Jiu, although he didn't like what he said, but the truth was there, it was the living Buddha who killed people, what did it have to do with him?

Everyone looked at him angrily, but they couldn't help beating drums in their hearts, if it was really that living Buddha, there was really no one in the world to control it.

Since a few years ago, the national teacher and the sword god died inexplicably on the way to intercept Lu Jiu into Beijing, Shenzhou martial arts, the great master master has not been born again, and now there is only one demon queen left who can deal with the living Buddha, but this person belongs to the demon sect and has an enmity with the imperial court, so it is good not to fall into the well, let alone help Lu Jiu fight against the living Buddha?

Mo Li listened to everyone's discussions, looked at their faces, and couldn't help but be in a trance for a while.

Since he entered the green clouds, he has been out of touch with the rivers and lakes and the world, and what he has seen and heard in the past is how to cultivate and become immortals, and the people he has made friends with are also high-ranking monks, and few have interfered in the red dust.

But today, in this mountain and river garden, he heard everyone talking about Beiyu and the rivers and lakes, which made him can't help but return to the past for a while, the glorious years when he had a sword in his hand and dominated the world.

It's just that the past is gone, and he can't go back after all.

The matter of Incense Valley, although it is too early to go, there is no need to rush for a while, but where is Lu Jiu, it is very likely that his life is in danger right now.

Mo thought about it for a while, but he stood up, walked to the side of the two merchants, and said, "The two are invited, look at the two of them, when they are businessmen who have traveled far away, has the younger brother ever seen it wrong?" ”

The two of them could see that the person who came forward to talk was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man with a sword, with beautiful eyebrows, extraordinary heroism, and a gentle smile on his face, and he couldn't help but feel a little good in his heart.

The bearded man said: "Little brother's eyesight is not bad, my two brothers, this time I am about to go to the south to buy some medicinal materials, I don't know what is the matter with the little brother?" ”

"It's nothing else, but I heard what the two said about Lu Shuai's birthday, and the younger brother wants to go to Jingshi and his party to congratulate him, but he suffers from no map, I wonder if the two eldest brothers can sell the younger brother a roll of maps?"

Mo Li said with a smile.

Although his sword flies fast, he always has a map to guide him, and he has never been to the land of the capital master, and if he dares to go there, he is afraid that he will get lost like the last time he went down the mountain.

"That's what happened."

The bearded man smiled, found a map from his baggage, and said, "Since it is to congratulate Lu Shuai, then this thing can be regarded as a gift from the two of us to the little brother." ”

"How embarrassing is that?"

Mo Li waved his hand again and again, and the three of them pushed and shoved, and finally ended with Mo Li leaving two taels of silver.

He left the restaurant with the map, but the purple-clothed woman sitting next to him was moved, and said, "Sect Master, this kid looks like a disciple of Qingyun." ”

The white-faced scholar smiled and said: "The sword he is carrying is also extraordinary, it is not small, the old poison god has been planning in the north for a long time, don't be bumped into by this kid." ”

The middle-aged scribe looked at Mo Li's back as he left, and said calmly: "That's the Ten Thousand Poisons Gate's own business, what does it have to do with us, our top priority is to find Liubo Mountain." ”

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