After entering the house, the housekeeper made a pot of tea and said to Li Wumang: "Don't worry, the eldest master is in the capital, and he will come in a few days." ”

The two were drinking tea, and at noon a family member brought food and drink into the house. After lunch, the housekeeper went out alone to inquire about the news.

After an hour, the housekeeper returned to the house and said to Li Wumang: "The eldest master has arrived at home yesterday, and there are three masters in the house who have come to take refuge, and they will compete in the back garden at night. ”

"That's early. Li Wumang remained silent. Along the way, Li Wumang thought about martial arts, and the three tricks of the Tiantu Three Styles appeared in his mind, although the reason was unknown, but for Li Wumang, it could be regarded as a solution to the urgent need.

Li Wumang was taken captive by the Green Smoke God to cultivate his skills, but the swordsmanship moves were not among them, and the three styles of Tiantu that he had cultivated for many years were not erased in Li Wumang's mind.

A person who has lost his memory may not be able to remember many things, but he is still literate and can still know the craft of the past.

Li Wumang has always been worried about "Who am I?", and now he has come out of nowhere with the three-style swordsmanship, which makes him very pleased. "Maybe I'm a master?"

"Don't take it lightly. Originally, he was worried that Li Wumang would lose to his opponent, but the housekeeper was a little anxious, and when he saw his calm appearance, he was secretly happy in his heart.

"That's what the butler said. Li Wumang nodded.

As soon as it was dark, a royal family came, leaving the residence with Li Wumang and coming to the back garden. After a while, the other three masters were also led into the garden.

After the rest of the unrelated family servants withdrew, a man in a brocade robe came over and bowed his hand to Li Wumang and the other four. "In the seventh day of the lower king, entrusted by the master, he came to be a witness. ”

Wang is in his seventies and forties, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and beard, and he speaks with a lot of energy. Li Wumang and the other four all bowed their hands in return.

"The master has an order, and each chooses a sword, and only one of the four will live. Wang Qi's tone was cold.

Except for Li Wumang, the other three were all in their hearts. The face is a little ugly.

Two weapon racks had already been prepared in the back garden, and a few people walked over to get their blades. However, all four chose to use a sword. The masters from the rivers and lakes are mostly sword-based.

After taking the sword, the four people walked up to Wang Qi and didn't say a word. Wang Qi asked the four of them to stand in four directions, south, south, north, and west. "Scuffle. Let's go. ”

After Wang Qi finished speaking, he stepped back and watched, and the four of them were more than five feet apart. Li Wumang stood in the east, and the master who stood in the south stepped up and stabbed Li Wumang with a sword.

As soon as the southern master moved, the northern master also rushed to the western master, and the four of them began to catch and fight.

Li Wumang saw that the opponent's sword was in front of his chest, and he originally planned to perform the Heavenly Punishment Sword Style, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he had to retreat and twist his waist to avoid a sword.

Nan master's wrist flipped, holding a big sword flower, Li Wumang had to take two more steps back to avoid its edge.

Seeing that Li Wumang repeatedly retreated, Nan Hao's body burst up, and the sword in his hand stabbed Li Wumang's throat from top to bottom.

Nan Master was still in mid-air, Li Wumang finally reluctantly used a move Heavenly Punishment Sword Style, Wang Qi only felt a flower in front of him, and then looked at the sword in the forehead of Nan Master, fell to the ground, and died on the spot.

Li Wumang stepped forward, searched Nan Shoushu's body, and collected his belongings.

The masters of the West and the North were still fighting on their own, and they didn't know Li Wumang's moves, and Wang Qi, who was watching the battle, was dumbfounded.

This is the habit left by immortal cultivators, after killing the opponent, collect the opponent's storage bag. Li Wumang's subconscious actions violated the rules of mortal martial arts, but he didn't realize it.

Standing up and watching the West Master and the North Master fight, Li Wumang didn't plan to make a move, although this matter is the best strategy to fight the strong with the weak, but in Li Wumang's eyes, the West Master and the North Master are nothing more than that.

Watching the battle made Li Wumang's confidence double, and the fight between these two masters was not only slow, but also full of loopholes.

With the practice of a hot tea, the northern master stabbed the opponent's right rib with a sword, the western master fell to the ground, and the northern master repeated another sword and killed the western master. Since there is only one living person, the Northern Master will definitely not be merciful.

The master of the north carried his sword and walked towards Li Wumang. Li Wumang suddenly said, "Don't you want his belongings?"

The master of the north was stunned for a moment, and his face showed disdain. "Don't. "The northern master didn't know that Li Wumang had already received something from the southern master.

"Wait. Seeing that the master of the north was approaching step by step, Li Wumang waved his hand. Bypassing the North Master, he walked towards the corpse of the West Master.

The northern master looked at Li Wumang in confusion, and then looked at Wang Qi, seeing that Wang Qi had nothing to say, the northern master's face was cold.

Li Wumang squatted down, searched the belongings of the West Master, put a yellowed book into his arms, silently approached Li Wumang's North Master, and stabbed Li Wumang's back heart with a sword.

With a casual wave of the sword in his right hand, he pierced the heart of the northern master, and the sword of the northern master fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, as if he refused to believe this qiē.

The northern master immediately fell to the ground, and Li Wumang still looted his belongings, stood up and walked in front of Wang Qi.

"Good. Wang Qi's face turned pale and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Such exercises, such practices. Old rivers and lakes like Wang Qi can't be relaxed.

"Come with me to the master. Wang Qi was calm, and tried his best to say to Li Wumang in a relaxed tone.

"Yes. Li Wumang agreed.

After waiting outside the door of the study for a while, Wang Qi, who went in first, came out and said, "Li Yilang, you come in." ”

Entered the study with Wang Qi, and a mighty red-robed old man in front of the bookcase was reading.

"Sir. Riichiro brought it. Wang Qigong said respectfully.

The red-robed old man raised his head and bowed his hand. "Grass people Riichiro has seen the big man. ”

"Ichiro is his own person, so he doesn't have to be formal. The old man in the red robe knew that this was someone recommended by his younger brother, and a smile appeared on his face.

"You're not afraid of death?" the red-robed old man looked at Li Wumang.

"Don't be afraid. Li Wumang's tone was flat, for him, silver was the most important thing.

"Okay, I'll go back to the capital tomorrow. After the old man in the red robe finished speaking, he lowered his head and read the book again.

Wang Qi sent Li Wumang back to the house, took a silver ticket and handed it to the housekeeper. "Two hundred taels of silver, the lord will reward you. ”

The housekeeper smiled from ear to ear, and couldn't stop thanking him.

Early in the morning of the second day, Li Wumang said goodbye to the housekeeper, and more than 30 people left the Wang family's mansion and went to the outside of Gezhou City. As soon as they left the north gate, 3,000 officers and soldiers were already waiting outside the city.

Li Wumang got into a caravan alone, followed behind the big old man's car, surrounded by officers and soldiers, and headed for the capital.

Xiaoxing stayed overnight, and there were local officials to greet and see him off along the way, which was also relaxed and comfortable. Along the way, Li Wumang read a copy of "Pulse Sutra" in the car, which was collected from the master of the West, and it was a one-step internal method.

"Pulse Sutra" is a well-known internal strength method, easy to get started and difficult to improve, Li Wumang painted a gourd in the same way, practiced for a few days, and actually cultivated to the highest ninth layer.