The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 130 Fortune-telling
Time flies by on the mountain.

Mo Li is the same as before, practicing swordsmanship every day, teaching his brothers and sisters in his free time, and visiting Yin Liting. In the blink of an eye, it will be seven days.

That morning, Zhang Wuji was showing off the Autumn Water Sword that Mo Li gave him, and the disciple guarding the Jiejian Pavilion went up the mountain to report that the master and others had all returned to the mountain. , to welcome Zhang Sanfeng.

Halfway up the mountain, Zhang Sanfeng led Yu Lianzhou and others walking towards the mountain, each walking hurriedly, with a look of wind and frost on their faces.

Song Yuanqiao and others hurried forward to pay respects, saying: "Disciple respectfully welcomes Master back to the mountain."

Zhang Sanfeng wore a plain white Taoist robe, his complexion was ruddy, except for a little weathered look, he didn't look like a centenarian at all, he was full of energy.

Seeing all the disciples coming to greet him, his eyes swept away, and he saw Li Li standing behind Song Yuanqiao, he couldn't help stroking his beard and smiling, "There's no need to be polite, everyone get up, Li'er, come here."

Mo Li respectfully answered yes, walked in front of Zhang Sanfeng, knelt on the ground obediently, and said, "The disciple is guilty, and caused the teachers to work so hard for the disciple. The disciple asks the master to punish him!"

"You little monkey, if you are guilty, you are guilty, but the crime is not letting the old man run around."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said with a smile: "It's your fault that you went deep into Dadu alone. Why didn't you go back to the mountain and call on the old Taoist? There is a chance to make it happen, I never imagined that you, a little monkey, will do it for the old man now."

He smiled brightly, and his words were full of concern and love, which made Li Li feel happy and sad at the same time.

Although Zhang Sanfeng is an old god recognized by the world, but his lifespan is over a hundred, let him go down the mountain because of his own impulse, if something happens to him, he will never forgive himself in his life.

"I know I was wrong, and I will never dare to be so impulsive again in the future." Mo Li said sourly.

"Okay, get up quickly, and let the old man see, have you lost weight this year, little monkey?"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and took Mo Li's hand, helping him up from the ground.

The old man looked Li Li up and down, and suddenly a warm light flashed in his eyes, he let out a surprise, and smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, you little monkey is very lucky, and you have a good fortune in martial arts." Entering the country like this is quite beyond the old man's expectation."

"After going through hardships and dangers this time, I was lucky to gain something." Mo Li said modestly.

From learning of Yin Liting's death, to revenge, to returning to the mountain to learn that Yin Liting is not dead, the ups and downs have greatly tempered Li Li's state of mind, and the spiritual struggle with the Tibetan monk also made Li Liting Mo Li's sword intent became more and more perfect.

His sword intent already has a glimpse of the innate, and the distance from this realm is only a thin line!
This is the most difficult hurdle for all warriors. As long as he crosses this line, after three to five years, his true energy will be fully accumulated, and he will definitely step into the innate!

"Go, go back to the mountain, and tell the old man about your journey."

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "Beheading Yang Xiao with the sword, slaughtering the palace, seeing you, the old Taoist seems to have returned to his youthful days. Walk around, the old Taoist can't wait to hear it."

He walked in the front with a gratified face, and all the disciples followed behind. Song Qingshu quietly slipped to Li Li's side, and said with a smile: "Junior brother, you are so popular, the whole world is discussing you these days." .”

"It's a pity that I'm not good at martial arts, otherwise I will enter the capital with you, and cut off the heads of tartars with my sword!"

Song Qingshu's words are full of regrets, that young man doesn't yearn for the rivers and lakes, doesn't yearn for the peerless demeanor of one person and one sword, overwhelming the world?
Mo Li shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "If you enter the capital with me, then the master will have to tear me apart?"

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other and smiled. They have been separated for more than a year, but there is no sense of alienation at all.

They grew up together since they were young, and they have a deep relationship and are as close as brothers.

After everyone returned to the mountain, they returned to their respective positions, Song Yuanqiao ordered the back kitchen to prepare food and drinks, Yu Lianzhou and others took their leave one after another, Zhang Sanfeng took a bath and changed clothes, and then listened to Mo Li's journey in the back mountain house.

Facing Zhang Sanfeng, Mo Li no longer concealed the secrets of the elder Xuanming, Cheng Kun and others.

He started talking about meeting Yang Xiao and killing the Green Winged Bat King, all the way back home, he rescued two monks who had rebelled from the Shaolin Temple. Besieged by the five masters, Zhang Sanfeng almost twirled his white beard off.

"You little monkey, in such a dangerous situation, you are still intact. It is really a blessing."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed, and said: "Unexpectedly, all the grievances and grievances in the rivers and lakes these years are all provoked by Yuan Ting and Cheng Kun. Now they are all dead by your sword. This fate of Yuan Ting must not last long. gone."

"Master still depends on luck?"

Mo Li was stunned for a moment, he knew that Yuan Ting would be destroyed, that was the knowledge he got from later generations, but Zhang Sanfeng was different, in this world, although there were many rebels and they continued to cause disasters, but since ancient times, no rebels can occupy the world Yes, even if it was Qin II who died and finally won the world Liu Bang, he could defeat Xiang Yu only by relying on Yu Ze from the Qin Dynasty.

Zhang Sanfeng laughed, and said: "I have been a Taoist priest for more than ninety years. I have to learn some skills in meditation, divination and hexagrams."

Oh?Really depends on luck? !

Mo Li suddenly became interested. Everyone said that Zhang Sanfeng cultivated immortality. Could it be true?
He asked: "Let's take a look at the master, how is the disciple's luck today?"

"You little monkey, do you want to test your master?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and smiled, took out a lottery tube from the cabinet beside him, and said, "Take one."

Mo Li casually touched one without looking at it, so he handed it to Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng took a look, and said with a smile: "You little monkey seems to be out of luck today, you have drawn a lottery, the old man will do the math with you."

He looked at Mo Li's face, stretched out his hand to calculate, suddenly frowned, and said: "The golden crow fell to the west, the disaster is in the northwest, is there someone in trouble today?"

"Shouldn't, in Jianghu, who would dare to make trouble for my martial arts?"

"Could it be that the Yuan court sent troops to encircle and suppress, but shouldn't they come from the northwest?"

……

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng muttering to himself with a bad look, Mo Li couldn't help but thump in his heart, it's okay to kill him from the Yuan court, he won't be planted on his own land, right?
Xu Shi saw Mo Li's nervous look, Zhang Sanfeng smiled, and said: "Don't panic, Xu is an old man who made a mistake in his calculations. He has never gone down the mountain to do a fortune-telling calculation with others. It's normal to be a little inaccurate. Do the calculation again." One hexagram, another hexagram."

He picked up the lottery and was about to draw another one for Mo Li when a clear voice suddenly sounded from outside the mountain:
"Amitabha!"

"Little Monk Hutu, I have heard for a long time that Master Zhang of Wudang Mountain has reached the sky. I worship the mountain today, but I just want to see him."

The sound rolled like thunder, reverberating among the mountains, startling countless flying birds...

(End of this chapter)