The next day, after bidding farewell to Zhong Kui and King Yama, Li Moru walked alone to Xiangyang City.

'Travelers arrive in the third autumn, the city is open in all directions, the Chu Mountain is out horizontally, and the Han River is back to the sky. Li Moru remembered that when Mr. Mo taught Zhang Qingshan this poem, Zhang Qingshan said that he would definitely go to Xiangyang to see it if he had the opportunity, but now he came first.

Li Moru led the horses to the city, the bustling streets were so lively, he was walking, and suddenly heard a greeting from the side, "Childe, this trip is high and the road is long, ask if the future?"

Li Moru turned around and saw that it was a blind old man, dressed as a Taoist priest, a wooden table with pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and a sticker, and the vendor next to him was shouting and selling noodles.

Li Moru replied to him: "I don't believe in fate, if fate can be calculated, then what is the meaning of existence?"

The man smiled and said, "Meaningful is meaningless, meaningless is meaningful, this is true." ”

Li Moru thought it was funny and asked, "Okay, I'll hear what you can say." ”

Li Moru sat down and asked, "How do you calculate it?"

The old Taoist said: "Thirteen copper coins, not much to ask, not to be less, the son can write down what he thinks, or stretch out his hand, I will touch your bone statue." ”

Li Moru smiled and said: "Old man, aren't you deceiving me? You can't even see it, I write, how can you count it?"

The old Taoist said: "People have eyes to see everything in the world, so they are confused by their appearance and do not understand their reason, I have no eyes, I don't see the five colors, so I can see what people can't see, the son can write, see if the little old man is accurate?"

The more Li Moru listened, the more interesting he felt, so he picked up a pen and wrote a Yang character, he wanted to know who the master was.

The old Taoist took the words written by Li Moru, touched the paper with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Childe wrote a Yang character, Yang is Muzi, Childe should be surnamed Li, the pen is strong, there are deep and shallow, it seems to miss the old man, I want to come to this person must be the elder who is concerned about the heart of the child, the little old man guessed well, and the son is not a relative is better than a relative." ”

"One day is a teacher and a father for life, and Fang Wei is not a relative is better than a relative, so the little old man guessed that the son wanted to ask about his master. ”

Li Moru didn't expect that this old Taoist priest could really guess what he wanted to ask, and said happily: "Immortal Master, can you tell me about my master?"

The old Taoist priest pinched his fingers for a moment and said, "All your life is just to find your dreams, so why not go all over the world." You can see the real scenery in your dreams, and the mountains are the inscriptions and the water is the tomb. ”

Li Moru asked, "Immortal Master, what do you mean by this poem?"

The old Taoist said: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed, if the prince really wants to know more about your master, go thirteen miles to the west, the sword is broken, or you can know a thing or two." ”

Li Moru got up and took out thirteen copper plates, handed them to the old Taoist, and said, "Thank you, Immortal Master, I'll go." ”

After Li Moru gave the money, he went to the place pointed out by the old Taoist priest, walked thirteen miles, saw a garden, and saw a stone tablet in front of him

The stele workshop in the wind and rain for many years washed into the fairy gray and black two colors, the middle of an arch above the red pen and ink to write three big characters in the ancient long, the left side of an arch quiet and far-reaching, the right side of the indifferent Mingzhi, there is a couplet, three times to worry about the world, two dynasties to open the heart of the old ministers.

Li Moru was about to walk inside, but he saw a thick and slightly rusty chain not far away, locking a stone ox, Li Moru remembered what the fortune teller said before, raised his sword and cut it off, but he didn't think that it was just a little shallow rust, and the chain itself was unharmed.

Li Moru couldn't help but be curious, logically speaking, his sword could be regarded as sharpening iron like clay, and ordinary iron swords were not opponents, so why did he even cut off rusty iron chains today?

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, he took a few steps forward, picked up the iron chain and looked at it, although the surface of the iron chain was rusty, but inside, it was still brilliant, and at the moment of collision just now, Li Moru also probably figured out the toughness of the iron chain, which was on par with his own sword.

He guessed that this chain must be related to the master, and according to the words of the fortune teller, as long as he cut off the chain, he would know something about the master.

He thought about it, how to cut the iron chain, if it was hard, it was obviously not possible, he wondered if he used the Qingfeng sword technique and his own skills, would there be any hope.

He took half a step back, gathered his internal forces on the sword, and silently recited the mantra of the Qingfeng Sword Technique: Draw the wind into the fire, the fire moves with the wind, the breeze enters the sword, and the sword is born with the heart.

In order to avoid hurting himself, he was going to try it with five successful forces first, and as he slashed down with his sword, the sound of swords and chains colliding with each other resounded in the sky, and Li Moru was forced back two steps by the power of the rebound.

He looked forward, although the chain was not broken, but there was already a hole half an inch deep, seeing that this method worked, he took a step back, this time, he was going to use ten successful forces, try, must cut him.

The sword qi was like the wind, pervasive, and just after Li Moru slashed down with a sword, the sound of the iron chain breaking in two quickly spread, and a huge hole appeared on the ground.

At this time, out of nowhere, an old man with a feather fan in his hand, with a gray beard, looked about the same size as the king of Yama, and the old man asked, "Boy, did you cut this chain?"

Li Moru nodded and said, "Hmm." ”

The old man said: "This iron chain is all over the world, and only one person's sword can cut it, what is the relationship between you and that person?"

Li Moru said: "I don't know who the person you are talking about is, but my master gave me this sword." ”

"Is it possible that his master will also accept apprentices? Boy, what's your master's name?"

Li Moru said: "I don't know what my master's name is, I only know that his surname is Yang." ”

"So what does he do? ”

"Blacksmith!"

The old man smiled slightly, "It turned out to be an old man's apprentice, but I didn't expect him to have such a stinky temper, and he was willing to accept apprentices, go, come with me." ”

Li Moru followed and asked, "Old man, who are you, do you know my master?"

The old man said: "The old man is Zhuge Yun, the owner of this Wolong Villa, and your master and I are half good friends." ”

Li Moru was puzzled: "A friend is a friend, why is it half?"

Zhuge Yun smiled: "Because he wants to kill me, I want to kill him." ”

"Why?"

"Because we are not convinced by each other's martial arts, the chain you saw before was left to me by your master back then. ”

Li Moru said, "Can you tell me about the matter between you and my master?"

Zhuge Yun told him what happened between the two on the way back with Li Moru, and also told Li Moru that his master's name was indeed Yang Miao.

Zhuge Yun said while Li Moru watched the scenery of the entire garden, which was similar to the scenery near Qingyuan Villa, and he looked into the distance, and there seemed to be buildings on the top of the mountain.

Zhuge Yun said that the two were on par with each other at the beginning, and in the end, they decided to compare something else to divide the matter, Zhuge Yun arranged a formation in Wolong Villa, and Li Moru's master cast an iron chain in Wolong Villa.

The two agreed that if Zhuge Yun could split the iron chain of Lao Yang Tou, then Lao Yang Tou would admit defeat, and similarly, if Lao Yang Tou could get out of Zhuge Yun's formation, then Zhuge Yun would lose.

However, after a few months of being together, in the end, Lao Yang Tou couldn't get out of Zhuge Yun's Qimen formation, and Zhuge Yun couldn't split Lao Yang's chains.

Later, the two agreed to have the opportunity to compete again, Zhuge Yun smiled slightly, thinking about it, they were only in their twenties at that time, young and vigorous, and no one was convinced.

Who would have thought that since then, the two have not seen each other again, for decades, but they didn't expect to see the old man again today, and he is already gray.

Zhuge Yun looked at Li Moru beside him and smiled: "We were not much older than you back then, and now that we think about it, it seems like yesterday, time is really man's worst enemy." ”

Li Moru thought for a while, "Then I'll call you Uncle Zhuge , after all, you are the same generation as my master." ”

"Yes. ”

Suddenly, Zhuge Yun hugged his stomach and said, "You wait for me here for a while, I suddenly have unbearable pain in my abdomen, go and relieve my hand." ”

"Good!"

Li Moru sat in place and waited, looking at the lush trees of Wolong Villa, it was indeed a good place, and there was the sound of cuckoo from time to time.

After a while, Zhuge Yun came back and continued to discuss the past with Li Moru.

Li Moru asked, "Uncle Zhuge , have you stayed in this Wolong Villa all this time and never went out?"

Zhuge Yun said: "When I was young, I liked to roam the rivers and lakes, and when I was old, I just wanted to live a quiet and quiet few days. ”

"Do you know where my master went?"

Zhuge Yun said: "Later, I heard that he was going to find the relics of Huashan Ancestor, he, he is a martial idiot, and a sword idiot, after the Shangqing faction heard that the Qianzhang cliff of Houshan was done by Huashan Ancestor, he wanted to find the relics of Huashan Ancestor, I heard that he was looking for it, and found Huashan Sect, and later cast a sword for the disciple of Huashan Ancestor." ”

The two walked for a long time, Li Moru always felt that this manor was a little too big, and he and Zhuge Yun had walked for so long, but they still didn't arrive.

He asked, "Do you know what my master went to the Shangqing Sect for?"

The corners of Zhuge Yun's mouth slanted slightly, and he said with a smile: "I don't know much about this matter, if you have a chance, you can go to the Shangqing faction and ask yourself." ”

Li Moru thought to himself, forget it, he is now the prey coveted by everyone in the whole rivers and lakes, where do he dare to go to the Shangqing faction, now, I can't wait to change my face, I walk on the street all day long, I am afraid that someone will kill me.

Zhuge Yun looked at Li Moru with a sad face and asked, "What's wrong with you, why are you so sad at a young age, this is different from your master, he was a bastard who was not afraid of heaven and earth at that time." ”

Li Moru smiled slightly, looking up at the light of the sun shining through the trees.

Li Moru didn't explain what happened to him, after all, although he said that this person knew the master, it was always the first time they met, and he couldn't tell him everything.

He said, "It's nothing, it's just that I'm having some troubles." ”

Zhuge Yun shook his fan and said with a smile: "Could it be that you have offended someone or some sect?" You tell me, maybe I can help you. ”

Li Moru said helplessly: "There are too many people to offend, I'm afraid you can't do anything." ”

Zhuge Yun laughed, "You are very similar to your master at this point, he is also a person who is chased and killed wherever he goes, especially his stinky temper, which has offended many people." ”

He didn't know whether Zhuge Yun was praising himself or belittling himself, but at least he knew one thing that made him happy, that is, the master was not very popular when he was young, which was still very similar to himself.

He followed behind Zhuge Yun and walked deeper along the stone road, he saw a bamboo forest in the distance, and there seemed to be a house in the bamboo forest, he asked, "Uncle Zhuge , the house in front is your residence?"

Zhuge Yun said: "Hmm." Originally, I was going to take you to the villa, but after thinking about it, the villa is full of people and noisy, so it's better to be quieter here. ”

Li Moru nodded and said, "It does look quiet here. ”

Zhuge Yun said: "Yes, your master and I fought here back then, let's go, take you to see my bamboo forest." ”