Ni Oh finally said: "Mo Yan, this girl doesn't understand why she can't solve the 'Three Laughs Flying Head Fall', and then use the jade nail given to you to urge the true qi to put it in the throat to give it a try." ”

Mo Yan took out the spirit jade nail that Ni Oh gave him from his arms, gently put it on the tip of his finger, and then injected his true qi and pressed it under his neck, and in an instant, a refreshing breath slowly entered his throat, and he immediately felt much more comfortable.

"Try to speak up. Nioh said.

Mo Yan opened his mouth, but he still couldn't make any sound, only his throat was cool as if he had eaten mint. He took out the Spirit Realm Earth Bead and injected a little True Qi into it, and also pressed it on his neck.

"Ahh

"Spiritual things have a certain effect," Ni Oh nodded and said, "If you can find the demon pill of the spirit world, you may be able to cure it well." ”

"Spirit Realm Demon Pill? "Shabashan is deflated again.

Mo Yan wrote on the paper: "I'm going to Shennongjia, where it is possible to get the Spirit Realm Demon Pill." ”

Other than that, there was no other way.

Two days later, Mo Yan said goodbye to Bei Ni Oh and Xia Ba Mountain, and left the Black Witch Liao with the little mountain ghost, and went to Shennongjia in western Hubei Province. This time, they passed through Dongting Lake, crossed the Yangtze River in Yueyang, and went to Hanyang Mansion first, and found the shop selling bows and arrows in Hankou Town. The bows and arrows that were originally brought to Thonburi were left there at the small inn, and this time they need to be repurchased.

Mo Yan bought a three-stone hard bow, a hundred feather arrows and a hundred gunpowder arrows, plus a few small barrels of gunpowder. Dongdong saw a small and delicate crossbow and couldn't put it down, Mo Yan simply bought it and added a hundred gunpowder crossbow arrows, and armed the little mountain ghost, anyway, now the money is there.

In the carriage and horse market of Hankou Town, Mo Yan bought a horse-drawn carriage, loaded it with purchased food, pots and pans and other daily utensils, and then turned himself into a forty or fifty-year-old and drove the carriage all the way to Xiangyang.

At dusk the next day, they came to the foot of Wudang Mountain.

It was already completely dark, and Mo Yan gestured with his hand to tell the little mountain ghost that he was going up the mountain, and asked him to guard it in the car, but it was a pity that the cave was illiterate, otherwise it would be easier to communicate.

The little mountain ghost nodded: "I, I'm here waiting for you to come back." ”

Mo Yan grabbed the Ziyang Zhenren's Five Dragon Sword and took advantage of the night to go straight to the mountain. With Mo Yan's current skills, although he has not learned light skills, he has enough true energy, and he is no less than any master in the rivers and lakes, but his movements are a little clumsy.

The bright moon was in the sky, cool as water, and an hour later, he came to the Five Dragons Temple. The square in front of the view is full of flags, the martial arts arena has been set up, and several Taoist priests of the Five Dragons Temple are doing the final cleaning. At this moment, Mo Yan realized that Ming was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the biennial Moon Sacrifice of the Shangqing Sect was about to start again.

I don't know if the senior brothers of the True Martial Arts Temple have arrived, he remembered Baishizi who he hadn't seen for two years, and couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, in the two years he studied art in Jiugong Mountain, he was the only one who was sincere to himself, and he really wanted to see him again, so it didn't matter if he took a sneak look.

Mo Yan quietly slipped to the Wulong Guan Zhai Hall, leaned close to the window and looked in, and sure enough, the senior brothers of the True Martial Arts Temple came. They were drinking and chatting with their fellow disciples and brothers of the Five Dragons, Zhen Yangzi and Wen Ruo needed to sit on the main seat, and Bai Puzi and Jin Zhenzi were the two best in kung fu among the younger disciples. Mo Yan's gaze swept over, and he saw that the female disciples of the Five Dragons Temple were also present, among them, the Qingyu girl that Bai Puzi had a crush on was whispering with Qinglian and Qingfeng, and her eyes glanced at the main table from time to time.

Unlike the lively situation of the senior brothers fighting for wine, Bai Shizi, who was eating alone in the corner, was still ignored like an angry bag.

"Hey, Bai Shizi, don't let Qinglian kick off the stage again this year, and embarrass the senior brothers. A red-faced senior brother pointed at the white stone and teased.

Bai Shizi's face turned red and his head was muffled and he didn't squeak, which caused a burst of laughter from the disciples of the Five Dragons audience.

Bai Puzi swayed over with a wine bowl, and said with a mocking smile: "Bai Shizi, it's been two years, why is your Xuantian skill still stagnant on the first layer, it's just stupid like a turtle crawling, there used to be a white bare-knuckle at the bottom, and now the name 'idiot' is given to you." ”

Everyone laughed and laughed, and Mo Yan saw that Bai Shizi's tears were about to fall.

At the main table here, Zhenyangzi was talking to Wen Ruoxu in high spirits, and now he is the head of the True Martial Arts Temple, and his status naturally surpasses Wen Ruoxu.

"Tianxu Zhenren and Ziyang Guan have not returned from their trip together, and the martial arts competition will be tried in the Ming Dynasty, and it is inconvenient for Poor Dao to appear as the head of the house, so Senior Brother Wen will also watch on the wall. Mayoko said.

"What the real person in charge said is also that since there is no brother of the same generation, Wen has no choice but not to play. ”

Oh, it turns out that Zhenyangzi has become the head of the True Martial Arts Temple, it seems that the arrangements have been made before Tianxu enters Yunnan, Mo Yan muttered in his heart.

"Two years ago, the scene of Bai Chizi of Jiugong Mountain fighting several disciples of the Five Dragons Temple alone is gone, I don't know if the disciples of the real person in charge will be a blockbuster this year?"

"What did that traitor tell him to do?" said Mayoko, frowning.

"Anyway, he has inherited the palm of Wen's sixth-layer Xuantian skill, and he can be regarded as a talent. ”

Zhenyangzi picked up the wine bowl and stopped talking.

Mo Yan stood silently under the back window, watching Bai Shizi bow his head and be sad alone, remembering that he was also angry back then, so he decided to help him, so that Bai Shizi would also raise his eyebrows in the martial arts test tomorrow.

He quietly slipped back to the bottom of the mountain, and then drove the carriage to find a small remote inn near the Wudang Mountain Gate to stay.

In the guest room, Mo Yanbi spent a long time trying to make the little mountain ghost understand what he meant, that is, he wanted him to stay in the inn tomorrow.

After breakfast the next day, Mo Yan was still dressed as an old man in his forties and fifties, wrapped the True Martial Sword and the Five Dragon Sword in a cloth bag and carried them behind him, like an ordinary person from the rivers and lakes following the flow of people towards Wudang Mountain.

Every year, the Mid-Autumn Festival festival moon is said to be in the court, the people in the Sifang Township all drag their families to climb the mountain to watch the ceremony, the mountain is crowded with people, and the vendors who sell food are selling along the mountain road, which is very lively and crowded.

In front of the Five Dragons Temple, the disciples of the True Martial Arts Taoist Temple and the male and female disciples of the Five Dragons Temple stood on both sides, and the True Yangzi sat on the main seat on the viewing platform, and next to him was the temporary acting Wen Ruo of the Five Dragons Temple. The audience was already crowded with villagers and tourists watching the martial arts competition, and Mo Yan stood at the front, like a tourist, and no one noticed him.

He saw that Bai Chizi was at the end of the line of disciples of the True Martial Dao Temple, and it seemed that he was still a junior disciple, and he did not recruit any new disciples in the back view after he left.

Not long after, the martial arts competition officially began.

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