The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 153 Confidence (Triple in One)

"Ah sneeze!"

Mo Li, who was walking on the mountain road, suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and then sneezed loudly.

"Did Daoist Mo catch a cold?" Lu Yuncheng asked.

Mo Li rubbed his nose, with a strange expression on his face, with his martial arts cultivation, how could he catch a cold?
"I don't know who is planning me behind the scenes..." Mo Li murmured.

"Mo Shaoxia's reputation is spread all over the world, and now that the debate is about to come, it's perfectly normal for people in the world to talk about Shaoxia." Qing Lingzi flattered.

Yue Gang still has to receive experts from various factions at the foot of the mountain, and it is inconvenient to return to Huashan, so that Qing Lingzi will lead Mo Li to find Wudang people.

This Taoist priest is Xian Yutong's younger brother, he has good swordsmanship and internal energy, and is very famous in the Guanzhong area.

At this moment, his face is slightly pale, but he just got rid of a set of poisoning and detoxification just now, even though his martial arts are strong, he will inevitably lose his vitality.

The three of them talked as they walked, and Qing Lingzi enthusiastically introduced to Li Li the many scenery and allusions of Mount Hua. Although it was late at night, the moon and stars were scarce, and under the moonlight, climbing the mountain to enjoy the scenery was even more interesting.

When he arrived at the Huashan School, someone had already greeted him in advance, but Xian Yutong, the leader of the Huashan School, was not among them.

It was Cai Zhuofeng, another Supreme Elder of the Huashan School, who came.

"Young Xia Mo, I haven't seen you in two years. The young hero's demeanor is a bit better than before. Congratulations." Cai Zhuofeng laughed.

This person looked to be about the same age as the short elder, but his figure was much taller and thinner. His hair and beard were largely white, but his face was rarely wrinkled. Not shallow.

"Elder Cai is the one who is old and strong. It looks the same as it was two years ago. This junior is so polite!"

Mo Li cupped his hands and said, "This is Lu Yuncheng Lu Shaoxia, a friend of this junior."

"It turned out to be Lu Shaoxia, a good-looking talent, polite and polite."

Elder Cai and Lu Yuncheng said with a smile after seeing the ceremony: "The head of my family is ill, and I didn't come out to greet Shaoxia Mo today. I hope the young hero will not be offended."

Hearing this, Mo Li couldn't help laughing softly. He doesn't know if Xian Yutong is in good health, but seeing him, he must be mentally ill. After all, he was the first stepping stone to become famous. He was cut off with a sword in Zhenwu Square The bun is still widely circulated in the rivers and lakes.

"Mount Hua now gathers experts from all over the world, and everything is complicated. It is a great honor for Mo to meet the two elders. How can he be so strange?" Mo Li said with a smile.

"I have known for a long time that Shaoxia Mo is not only powerful in martial arts, but also has extraordinary aura."

Elder Cai praised Mo Li again, and said, "Let's go, I will take a few of you to the garrison of your faction. Zhenren Zhang and Sect Leader Song must be very happy to see the young hero arrive."

"So, thank you!"

Mo Li thanked him, and everyone went to the place where the Wudang faction was located.

Although it was a mountain road in the middle of the night, everyone was a master of martial arts, with sharp facial features, steady steps, and those with high internal strength could see things at night. After a short time, they arrived in front of a stretching courtyard.

"This is where your sect is located. Master Song and Master Zhang are in the innermost courtyard. Shaoxia Mo, I won't go in and disturb you." Cai Zhuofeng said with a stampede in front of the courtyard.

"Thank you senior for leading the way."

Mo Li handed over again, Cai Zhuofeng and the Huashan people left immediately, and Mo Li and Lu Yuncheng walked inward.

This courtyard occupies a huge area, and there are about dozens of small courtyards, each of which is scattered beside the forest spring, and the construction is extremely exquisite and elegant.

The Huashan school is really good.

Mo Li secretly praised, and walked inward side by side with Lu Yuncheng, but the courtyard is huge, with many forks, and there is no sign indicating, so the two of them were walking, and they suddenly found out, well, where is the innermost side? ?

be lost……

Mo Li and Lu Yuncheng looked at each other with embarrassment on their faces.

"Where should we go next?" Lu Yuncheng asked.

Mo Li looked around the courtyard, there must be disciples of the Wudang sect living here, but is he going to break in and tell the other party that I'm lost and let the other party lead the way?

I don't want to lose face...

Thinking of this, Li Li gave the best solution he could think of:

"How about flipping a coin?"

"I……"

Lu Yuncheng was speechless, so he could find his way? !
Just at this moment, there was a faint sound of scolding suddenly coming from the front.

"Song, do you want to be a turtle?!"

"Get out if you are brave enough!"

……

Mo Li couldn't help but feel a little puzzled when he heard the words, this is scolding the master, who is so bold? !
At this time, Lu Yuncheng also heard the movement, and said strangely: "Master Mo, is there anyone who dares to be rude to you? Aren't you the best sect in the world?"

"What's so strange about this, Shaolin Temple is not uncommonly blocked by people, and it is also the largest sect in the world."

Mo Li smiled and said: "Come on, let's go over and have a look, and ask the way!"

At that moment, the two of them walked along the sound, passed through two courtyards, and saw a dozen or so young people standing scatteredly in the open space in front of a small courtyard. It was a young swordsman standing in front of the courtyard, dressed in black, with an angry face.

"Look, it's a Wudang sect disciple!"

As soon as Mo Li walked over, everyone immediately attracted their attention. He was wearing the Wudang school's standard Taoist robe, and he was instantly recognized.

Hearing the sensitive vocabulary of the Wudang sect disciple, the black-clothed swordsman looked over immediately, and said with a smile on his face: "Finally someone from the Wudang sect dares to come out. Quick, go in and let Song Qingshu get out!"

It turned out to be looking for Brother Song.

Mo Li relaxed, smiled, didn't speak, and just walked straight towards the small courtyard.

Needless to say, this is Song Qingshu's residence.

"Hey, talking to you!"

The black-clothed swordsman said cursingly: "Damn, don't you Wudang disciples all have this kind of virtue? Don't you just dare to assassinate Basiba? What's the big deal? You don't even dare to fight when you come out, and you brag about the jade-faced sword. Are you afraid of our Kunlun swordsmanship?!"

When Mo Li heard this, the smile on his face grew stronger. It seems that the matter of the North Land has already spread to Mount Hua.

Junior Brother Song, I am here to help you become famous!

He looked at all the people present and found that they were all young disciples from various sects. He couldn't help but feel a little strange. With Song Qingshu's martial arts, he shouldn't be afraid of these people.

The black-clothed swordsman was still cursing, apparently waiting for all his anger, and poured all his anger on Li Qiye.

Lu Yuncheng whispered: "You are so self-restraining, why don't you let them humiliate you?"

Mo Li smiled and said, "I don't like bickering very much."

Lu Yuncheng was startled for a moment, shook his head and smiled, "Then you are going to do it?"

"That's right, the one who knows me is indeed Brother Lu!"

Mo Li smiled, flicked his fingers, and a small piece of broken silver ingot shot out immediately, impartially, and just hit the black-clothed swordsman's knee.

With a thud, the black-clothed swordsman fell on his back, and the cursing stopped.

Seeing this, all the disciples present burst out laughing, and the face of the black-clothed swordsman turned red!
He turned over, got up from the ground, pulled out the long sword in one hand, and said angrily: "You are courting death!"

Li Li still ignored him and walked straight towards the yard.

At this time, he was getting closer to everyone, and only then did they see their faces clearly.

A frail scholar and a delicate Taoist priest are both born with a handsome appearance and an extraordinary bearing.

Suddenly, among the female disciples in front, a girl with a beautiful appearance and an elegant demeanor in a light blue palace dress suddenly opened her mouth wide in surprise, and stared at the two of them blankly.

Naturally, Li Li also saw this beautiful girl with a strange expression, so he couldn't help smiling at her, and said, "Nvxia Zhou, long time no see."

Hearing that, the girl hurriedly saluted, "I've seen Senior Brother Mo."

Her demeanor was extremely respectful, and everyone present was slightly startled. They knew that these women were all disciples of the Emei School, especially this girl named Zhou Zhiruo. A direct disciple of the head of Emei's sect, he never pretends to be polite to people on weekdays!

Wait a minute, is your surname Mo? !

A bold guess emerged in the minds of everyone present, even the angry black-clothed swordsman was also taken aback for a moment.

At this moment, Mo Li walked to the courtyard door, knocked on the door, and said, "Senior brother, open the door quickly."

Soon, the door was opened from the inside, and an eleven or twelve-year-old boy poked his head out from the inside, it was Zhang Wuji!
When he saw Li Li, he immediately showed joy, and said, "Senior Brother Mo, it's really you!"

The person hurriedly turned his head and shouted: "Senior Brother Song, Brother Mo is really here!"

"You brat, I haven't seen you for a few months, and you've grown a little taller."

Mo Li rubbed Zhang Wuji's hair, and entered the gate of the courtyard with Lu Yuncheng.

Behind him, there was complete silence.

Sword...Sword God Mo Li? !

Everyone looked at the door inexplicably in horror, it turned out to be the sword god Moli!

And the black-clothed swordsman who drew his sword couldn't help turning pale when he thought of how he was cursing just now, he retracted his long sword, and hurriedly fled towards the distance.

……

"Junior brother, you are here!"

Seeing Li Li, Song Qingshu's face was overjoyed, he said: "Master and father are afraid that you will not be able to make it to March [-]th, and these days they often ask me to wait."

The matter of Buddhist and Taoist debates, although it is called debates, is actually a discussion of martial arts. According to the order of the year, I am afraid that the discussion of martial arts will take up the majority!

Needless to say, Li Li's martial strength, in the whole Wudang, besides Zhang Sanfeng, he is recognized as the number one person, with such strength, naturally he cannot be allowed to miss the March [-]th battle!
"I just arrived too, senior brother, take me to meet the ancestor." Mo Li smiled.

Song Qingshu nodded, suddenly seemed to think of something, and asked: "Junior Brother Mo, you go to see the Living Buddha Bhaspa in Tibet. When you hear about my assassination of Bhaspa, do you know who is pretending to be me?"

Ba Siba has been assassinated countless times since he left Beijing, and Song Qingshu can hardly doubt Mo Li's head.

Lu Yuncheng on the side looked at Mo Li with a strange smile, Mo Li felt a little guilty, and said, "I came and went in a hurry, I had important things to do, so I didn't inquire carefully, senior brother, let's hurry up and see the ancestor. I have something important to say to him."

"Okay, let's just..."

Seeing that Mo Li was in a hurry, Song Qingshu didn't think much about it, but just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly stopped there, and said to Zhang Wuji with some fear: "Junior Brother Wuji, go and see if those people are still there." ?”

Zhang Wuji responded, ran to the door, looked through the crack of the door, the outside was already empty.

He immediately came to report happily: "Let's go, everyone is gone, Senior Brother Song, they are afraid of Senior Brother Mo!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

Song Qingshu let out a long breath, and sighed: "Junior Brother Mo, you don't know that these days have caused me a lot of trouble!"

"Are they young disciples from various sects? With the martial arts of senior brother, I'm afraid they are not your opponents."

Song Qingshu said with a bitter face: "Where is the matter of martial arts, I dismissed one or two at the beginning, and later young disciples from all major sects flocked, defeated one and another, they all wanted to see the assassination of Ba Si Ba’s Song Qingshu weighs two pounds, these days I’m too scared to leave the house!”

Mo Li smiled coyly again, and suddenly remembered the Emei Sect disciples he met at the door just now, and immediately became interested, and said with a smile, "Have Brother Song ever seen the Emei Sect disciples outside the door? One of them is Zhou Zhiruo, It is the personal heir of Miejue Shitai, and he once met me once."

Song Qingshu shook his head and said, "Except for the first two days, I was so scared that I didn't dare to go out. I don't know who is outside."

That would be a pity...

Mo Xin sighed, but it doesn't matter, as long as the two are on the mountain, there will be a chance to meet each other sooner or later.

When he thought about it like this, he felt relieved again, but the premise was that Song Qingshu should not be too eager this time.

"Let's go, junior brother, let's go see the ancestor."

Song Qingshu stood up, and everyone followed him out of the small courtyard. In this continuous courtyard, turning left and right, they finally reached the innermost courtyard.

He knocked on the door and said respectfully: "Master, Brother Mo is back, I have something to see."

"Li'er is back?"

Zhang Sanfeng's joyful voice came from inside, and he said, "Come in quickly."

At that moment, everyone pushed the door and entered.

However, the door of the small courtyard was wide open, and a kind-faced old Taoist was sitting on the futon, looking at several people with a half-smile.

Looking at Zhang Sanfeng, Mo Li hastily stepped forward to bow and salute, saying: "The unworthy disciple Mo Li, pay homage to the master!"

"You little monkey, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile: "The old man thinks you are very good, this time you go north, have you seen that Basiba?"

"Master..."

Mo Li was full of guilt, he was the only one who caused this calamity, and this trip to the north was fruitless, which led to Zhang Sanfeng being a hundred years old, and he had to fight for him and others.

"Okay, a dignified man, how can you act like a child."

Zhang Sanfeng stood up, walked up to Mo Li, helped him up, and said with a smile, "Aren't you going to introduce the friend you brought to the old man?"

"His name is Lu Yuncheng."

Mo Li said: "Brother Lu, this is my Wudang Kaipai Patriarch."

When Lu Yuncheng saw Zhang Sanfeng, he couldn't help flashing a look of excitement on his face. This is recognized as the number one in the world, and his status has been unshakable for decades. He is almost a myth among the people!
He bowed his hands and said respectfully: "Quanzhen sect disciple Lu Yuncheng, see Daoist Zhang!"

"You are a junior disciple of Quanzhen Sect?!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked slightly startled, and stretched out his hand to pat Lu Yuncheng on the shoulder.

He shot extremely fast, as if he was about to sneak attack, Lu Yuncheng subconsciously raised his hand to respond, but just as he raised his palm, he felt that a huge force was holding down the pulse door, making it difficult to move anymore.

However, as soon as this force was released, Lu Yuncheng quickly regained his ability to move, and Zhang Sanfeng also withdrew his palm.

But Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "That's right, although the internal strength is a bit shallow, but Zhongzheng is peaceful and has a solid foundation. You are indeed a descendant of Quanzhen Sect. Brother Lu, I don't know which real person's orthodoxy you are inheriting?"

Only then did Lu Yuncheng realize that the other party was just testing his heels, and he couldn't help but relax.

That's right, with Zhang Sanfeng's high status, how could he fight with a junior like him?
He said: "The younger generation is from the lineage of the ancestor Li Zhichang."

"Senior Li?"

Zhang Sanfeng was taken aback for a moment, and said: "The old Taoist remembers that he didn't accept any disciples back then?"

"Master, this matter is a long story, let's go in and talk."

Mo Li said: "Senior Brother Song, Junior Brother Wuji, please lead the way, you go back and rest first."

If you can't say this, you have to talk about Yicheng's assassination, so why don't you let Song Qingshu know?
Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji didn't doubt that they had it, they only thought that what Li Li wanted to say was a secret, so they said goodbye immediately.

……

Huayin, inside a large mansion.

Yin Tian was meditating, and there were two bluish and red auras on his face that rose from time to time, wandering through his whole body, flickering and disappearing.

Suddenly, someone outside the door whispered: "Master."

He frowned slightly, slowly retreated, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Hu Qingniu and his wife have arrived and are waiting in the lobby to be received by the leader."

"They've arrived, good!"

Yin Tianzheng's white eyebrows trembled, and his face was full of joy. He stood up and pushed open the door. There was nothing waiting outside.

It's just that at this moment, it can't be said that his face is obviously not good-looking, and even a little sad.

"what happened?"

The White-browed Eagle King keenly sensed something was wrong, and he might be a master of the party. After all these years, he had never seen such a big wind and waves, and he was well-behaved, so he definitely would not act like this.

"The leader will know as soon as he arrives in the main hall." Can't say.

Yin Tianzheng took a look at him, didn't speak, just walked towards the main hall, but he seemed to look normal, but his steps were three minutes faster than usual, it was obvious that he was a little anxious.

The two walked through a long corridor and arrived at the entrance of the main hall. As far as they could see, Leng Qian, Hu Qingniu, and Wang Nangu were sitting on the lower table and chairs, and besides these three, there was a white cloth on the ground with bloodstains hidden on it .

Seeing the appearance of the White-browed Eagle King, those three people immediately got up and went forward to salute.

Yin Tianzheng waved his hands, frowned and said, "What is this?"

No one answered, he stepped forward coldly, lifted the white cloth, and immediately, a corpse appeared in front of everyone.

Rao Yin Tian was used to the wind and waves, looking at this corpse, his body couldn't help shaking slightly.

"Zhou...Zhou Epilepsy..."

He took a deep breath, suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart, and said, "Tell me, what happened?!"

At that moment, everyone told the story of what happened in the restaurant. When they heard Yue Gang's move, Yin Tianzheng remained expressionless, but when he heard that Li Li made his move, Zhou Dian's head was cut off with a sword, he suddenly He slapped the table and chair beside him with his palm!
There was a loud bang, and the tables and chairs were shot to pieces!
"Mo Li! It's Mo Li again! What a Wudang sect!"

Yin Tianzheng gritted his teeth and said, "It's really easy to bully me when I teach!"

Since the Battle of Zhongnanshan, the Mingjiao's top management lost Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao two top masters one after another. The momentum was greatly weakened, and even the control over the rebels in various places was weakened.

Now, apart from Yin Tianzheng, there is no other top expert in the sect. It can be said that Mingjiao's power is weakest!
In this situation, losing a first-class master, how can you let him swallow this breath? !
"Hu Qingniu, Wang Nangu!"

Yin Tianzheng changed the subject, looked at the two men sharply, and said, "I'm asking you, are you ready for that thing?!"

Hu Qingniu and his wife looked at each other, Hu Qingniu raised his hand and took out a small box, and said: "I want to report to the leader, I and my wife have racked their brains these days, and all kinds of poisons are only available with these seven insects and seven flowers." The anointing is in line with your wishes, the leader."

He paused, and said: "This ointment of seven insects and seven flowers is made of seven kinds of poisonous insects and seven kinds of poisonous flowers, which are smashed and boiled. The principle is not complicated, and many people in the world know it..."

"This seat wants to eradicate the poison, which no one can detox except us!" Yin Tianzheng emphasized.

"Although this poison is simple, it is very difficult to cure!"

Hu Qingniu laughed and said: "The seven insects and seven flowers used here vary from person to person, from north to south, and those who have the most efficacious effects have a total of forty-nine combinations, with sixty-three different recipes, except for the poisoner who knows how to use them. The seven insects and seven flowers in the body are equipped with an antidote according to the law, and even if other people know that they have been poisoned, they will never be able to detoxify!"

"Also, if the antidote can't be developed according to the seven insects and seven flowers, it will make the toxicity more fierce!"

"Okay, what a seven-worm and seven-flower ointment!"

Yin Tianzheng laughed, and said: "This time, I insist on making the Wudang faction look good!"

……

"It turns out that Senior Li actually killed himself out of the palace back then, and he was able to cultivate the secret method of empowerment in Tibet..."

In the small courtyard, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help showing a bit of emotion after listening to Mo Li and the two talking about what happened before and after the First World War in Yicheng.

He said: "Brother Lu, since you are a disciple of Quanzhen, you are not an outsider with us at Wudang. The old Taoist has received a lot of kindness from the Quanzhen Sect in the past. These days, you will stay with the old Taoist until the first battle on March [-]th. See The old Taoist avenges the sages of the Taoist sect!"

"Juniors will follow Master Zhang's arrangements." Lu Yuncheng replied.

"Master, there will be a big battle in three days, you must be careful."

Mo Li said solemnly: "Basiba Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu has cultivated to the thirteenth stage, the vitality and blood are strong, and the strength is strong enough to shake the mountains and the ground. Moreover, the spiritual mysteries of their Tibetan areas, in my opinion, He is stronger than Hutu Living Buddha!"

Although Hutu Living Buddha is powerful, he still lacks martial arts, and Basiba, no matter in martial arts or spiritual cultivation, is unparalleled in the world, it can be said that he has no flaws!

The Tianjiao who comes out of Buddhism once in a thousand years is well-deserved!
Zhang Sanfeng smiled lightly, and said: "According to the old way, if he only has this ability, he should be careful."

Master seems to have a plan in mind?

Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng was extremely confident, Mo Li couldn't help being infected by it, and secretly speculated about Zhang Sanfeng's trump card. However, Basiba and him are both innate realms, so why is Zhang Sanfeng so outspoken and sure to win?

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(End of this chapter)