The eagle raised its head to the sky and bowed to the stone stele, spread its wide wings, and flew away from the Sword Shrine Cave with Ye Ling'er and Li Mochou.

Yamashita.

Ye Ling'er and Li Mochou jumped off the eagle's back.

"Eagle, thank you!"

Ye Ling'er touched the eagle's leg.

People are too short to touch the head of the eagle, so they can only touch the legs of others.

"Uh-"

The eagle responded, lowered his head and rubbed against Ye Ling'er's body.

"Sister Mochou and I are leaving, and I'll come to you when Ling'er is free!"

Ye Ling'er said with a big mouth horn.

After talking for a while, Ye Ling'er stopped.

ran over and grabbed Li Mochou's hand, and waved at the eagle:

"Goodbye eagle eagle!"

"Uh-"

Under the eyes of the eagle eagle, Ye Ling'er and Li Mochou left here.

……

A few days later.

The Southern Song Dynasty was at the foot of the South Mountain.

"Sister Mochou, is this it?"

Ye Ling'er asked Li Mochou next to her.

Li Mochou looked up at the top of Zhongnan Mountain and nodded lightly.

After separating from the eagle, Ye Linger had no plans to go to the Ming Dynasty for the time being.

Instead, I was thinking about the Southern Song Dynasty, taking a stroll and seeing if anything good could happen.

The reason why Ye Ling'er thought so was because he learned the six-vein divine sword and found the Xuantie heavy sword in the Southern Song Dynasty.

The little girl thought that the Southern Song Dynasty could bring her good luck, so she wanted to stay in the Southern Song Dynasty for a while.

And Li Mochou broke through to the realm of the grandmaster, so he thought about going back to the Tomb Sect to show off in front of his master and sister.

The two of them, one big and one small, summed it up, so they decided to go to the Tomb Sect.

After a few days of traveling, I finally arrived at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.

"Then let's go up quickly!"

Ye Ling'er took Li Mochou's hand and walked towards the mountain.

"Sister Mochou, your junior sister and master, are they good-looking?"

Ye Ling'er suddenly asked, stunned Li Mochou.

"Huh?!"

Li Mo looked at Ye Ling'er in confusion.

"If they look good, I want them to be Ling'er's aunts too!"

Ye Ling'er said with a smile.

Li Mochou: "......"

This girl is still thinking about finding a daughter-in-law for her father.

Anyway, the last time I said I was going to find Ling'er's father, I haven't gone yet.

When you meet the master, explain to the master and go......

Li Mochou thought to himself.

Jungnan Mountain is different from the previous Kenzuka Mountain.

The trees on Mt. Jungnam are not as tall as Mt. Kenzuka.

The trees on the mountain of Kenzuka Mountain are about ten zhang or more high.

And the trees on the mountain of Zhongnan Mountain, Ye Ling'er and Li Mochou saw the tallest about three zhang high.

There are also relatively few weeds on Mt. Jungnam, and it seems that someone often takes care of the weeds.

There is a dirt road leading to Jungnan Mountain.

Ye Ling'er and Li Mochou walked along the dirt road to the end of Nanshan Mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, Li Mochou stopped Ye Ling'er.

"Sister Mochou, have we arrived?"

Ye Ling'er asked curiously.

I ask this because they are standing in an open field.

In front of Ye Ling'er and Li Mochou, there was a large stone stele.

On the top of the stele, there are four words that Ye Ling'er does not recognize.

"Tomb Pie......

Ye Ling'er looked at herself on the stone tablet and said.

After reading it, it felt as if there was one more word, and Ye Ling'er asked Li Mochou suspiciously:

"Sister Mochou, aren't you Tomb Sect only three words?"

"How did it become four words?"

Ye Ling'er stretched out three fleshy fingers in her right hand, and four fingers in her left hand.

"Four is one more than three, there are four words on the stone tablet, and three words for the Tomb Sect, right!"

Li Mochou pinched Ye Ling'er's face and said speechlessly:

"This girl, I can't recognize many words, but I can count them clearly!"

Ye Ling'er scratched her head embarrassedly and said:

"Hehe, because every time I eat, I have to count how many pieces of meat and bowls of rice my father eats, and if I count more, Ling'er will be."

"What are you doing with how many pieces of meat and bowl of rice your father has eaten?"

"Because my father said that I should eat a fixed number of pieces of meat and bowls of rice every day, so that I will not gain weight."

"So Ling'er has to help her father record how many pieces of meat and how many bowls of rice she has eaten every day."

Li Mochou covered it and sighed helplessly.

Ling'er's father is good everywhere, but he does a lot of things that make people scratch their heads.

"Sister Mochou, since you said that the stone tablet is not engraved with the 'Tomb Sect', what is it engraved?"

Ye Ling'er asked.

Li Mochou said:

"Engraved on this is the four words 'Zhongnan Mountain Boundary'."

"Zhongnan Mountain Boundary? Why these four words? ”

"This is done by the stinky Taoist priest on the mountain, and they do this just to tell the people who go up the mountain that when they get here, they will be under the jurisdiction of the Quanzhen Sect."

"Quanzhen ......"

Ye Ling'er thought of Qiu Chuji and the others who were in the inn at the foot of Huashan Mountain before.

They also want the Xuantie Heavy Sword, and ask Uncle Sword God to tell them the address of the Xuantie Heavy Sword.

"It's them!"

Ye Ling'er suddenly realized.

She didn't have a good impression of Quanzhen.

"Hmph, if they dare to show up again, Ling'er will definitely beat them up! Crying and begging for mercy! ”

Ye Ling'er crossed her hands on her hips and said very domineeringly.

Li Mochou was about to speak, when a rustle suddenly came out of the surrounding woods.

Ye Ling'er and Li Mochou stood in place, and the two looked at the surrounding woods.

"Who is so arrogant?"

"Spread your word in my Quanzhen realm!"

A voice came from the woods.

At the same time, one by one, people in cyan robes emerged from the woods.

In the woods in all directions, a total of twenty-one Taoist priests in cyan robes came out.

They all held long swords, staring at Li Mochou and Ye Ling'er with angry faces.

Li Mochou moved to Ye Ling'er's side.

If these Taoist priests made a move, she would take action to protect Ye Ling'er as soon as possible.

"Are you the stinky Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect?"

Ye Ling'er asked angrily.

Sure enough, none of the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen sect are good people.

He wanted to snatch his Xuantie heavy sword before, but now he stopped himself and Sister Mochou.

The Taoist priest at the head walked out of the crowd.

He had a mustache and was about forty years old.

He is Zhao Zhijing, a disciple of Wang Chuyi, the seventh son of Quanzhen.

Today it was his turn to take the disciples of the fourth generation of the Quanzhen Sect on tour.

As soon as he inspected here, he heard what Ye Ling'er said earlier.

Zhao Zhijing intends to show his majesty in front of others and prove that he is the first existence of the third generation of disciples.

Then he stepped forward.

Zhao Zhijing stared at Ye Ling'er coldly and shouted:

"Stinky Daoist?"

"Little girl, woe from the mouth of this sentence, no one taught you?"

"If no one teaches you, I'll teach you for your family!"

After speaking, Zhao Zhijing raised his sword and stabbed Ye Ling'er.

"Uncle Shi!"

"Uncle!"

Seeing this, the other Quanzhen Sect disciples opened their mouths to stop Zhao Zhijing.

In their opinion, a child who says such a thing cannot be done, and it is enough to educate it verbally.

But Zhao Zhijing had already drawn his sword and stabbed him, their martial arts were low, where could they stop Zhao Zhijing.

"Don't talk about martial arts!"

"Bullying me as a child!"

Ye Ling'er said angrily.

"Ling'er, be careful!"

Li Mochou was pulling out his sword and preparing to deal with it, Ye Ling'er spoke:

"Sister Mochou, let me come!"

After speaking, Ye Ling'er changed, took a step with her right foot, and shouted with a milky voice:

"Kanglong has regrets!"

A palm was pushed out, and the wind rose flat.

The leaves rustled in the wind, and dust flew everywhere on the ground.

Leaves and dust coalesce into a long dragon in the void.

Zhao Zhijing exclaimed:

"It's the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending!"

He knew that he was a few pounds and a few taels, and if he didn't withdraw his sword at this time, he would have to take over this "Kanglong has regrets".

Zhao Zhijing turned over in the air, and his figure hurriedly retreated.

Even though he was quick to react, the dragon was already closing in on him.

"Uncle!"

"Uncle Shi!"

When Ye Ling'er launched Kang Long and regretted it, a group of fourth-generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect knew that the momentum was wrong and withdrew to the side.

"Moan—"

The long dragon let out a dragon groan that resounded through Zhongnan Mountain, knocking Zhao Zhijing into the air.

"Poof—"

Zhao Zhijing spat out a mouthful of blood in the air, and only then stopped after smashing several trees one after another.

A group of Quanzhen factions hurriedly ran over and held Zhao Zhijing up.

"Uncle Shi, are you okay?"

"Uncle Shi, how are you?"

Zhao Zhijing's blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his handful of beard was full of blood, looking very oozing.

"Go and call ...... Call...... The head and the ancestor of them. ”

Zhao Zhijing said weakly.

One of the disciples nodded, glanced at Ye Ling'er and Li Mochou, and hurried towards the mountain.

Ye Ling'er pursed her lips and didn't care about the disciple.

She also kept her hand before, otherwise, how could Zhao Zhijing be alive now?

"Cut, the stinky Taoist real dish of the Quanzhen faction!"

"I can't even beat a little girl!"

"If it weren't for the last time I saw Grandpa Hong and that old Taoist priest of yours on good terms, I would have killed you a long time ago!"

Ye Ling'er clapped her hands and said disdainfully.

The reason why she kept one hand was precisely because of Hong Qigong.

The last time I saw Hong Qigong and that old Taoist Qiu Jiji, it seemed that they had a good relationship, so Ye Ling'er just stopped.

When Zhao Zhijing heard this, he dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

Ye Ling'er is powerful, he can be regarded as having seen it.

With him and the fourth-generation disciples present, it is estimated that it will not be possible to beat Ye Ling'er.

The other four generations of disciples also did not dare to step forward.

Their uncle (uncle) can't beat them, so how can they do it?

Li Mochou touched Ye Ling'er's head and said:

"Ling'er, leave them alone, let's go."

"Good! Ling'er doesn't want to deal with these stinky Taoist priests! ”

Ye Ling'er nodded.

Li Mochou pulled Ye Ling'er and walked towards the mountain.

One of the fourth-generation disciples looked at the backs of Ye Ling'er and Li Mochou and asked:

"Uncle Shi, do you want to stop them?"

Zhao Zhijing covered his chest and snorted coldly:

"Nope! If they want to go up to the mountains to find death, let them go! ”

With the head and his own master, uncle and others, dealing with the two girls, one big and one young, is it possible to be defeated?

(End of chapter)