The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 227 Master
Mo Li lived in a secluded courtyard. When he was not refining medicine every day, he was also studying martial arts, wanting to study the path to the realm of a great master.

However, this level is easy and easy, as long as the spiritual will and true energy are fused together, but it is also difficult to say, because true energy is tangible and tangible, while spiritual will is illusory.

Fortunately, Li Li is a congenital guru after all, and his swordsmanship is unique. With his hard work, he has touched some thresholds. After this month of hard work, his spirit and will have grown stronger. Not far away.

Here I have to praise the benefits of Nuwa's conception. If it weren't for the daily practice of this conception, Li Li's spiritual will would never grow so fast. Of course, he should be grateful for the experience in the previous world.

In the world of relying on the sky to slay dragons, although martial arts may not be as prosperous as this world, and masters may not be as many as this world, but two masters and masters who are outstanding in the past and present have been born.

One Zhang Sanfeng, not only formed his own line of martial arts, but also stepped into the realm of a great master, pointing out the way forward for him, while the other Basiba, a genius who has never been born in Buddhism for thousands of years, has a spiritual will Incredible achievement.

It is precisely because of the experience of learning from these two people that Li Li was able to embark on the road of a great master so quickly!
It's a pity that this path doesn't seem to involve the body, and Li Li is not sure whether the injuries to his acupoints will improve after entering this realm.

Moreover, during these days, Li Li accidentally discovered an interesting phenomenon, that is, reading the classics of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, and concentrating on it, is of great benefit to the growth of spiritual will.

It was a pleasant surprise.

Anyway, no one in Hengyang City recognized him, so he simply dressed up as a scholar who was studying, and went to the bookstore every now and then to buy some classics of the three religions to read through.

Not to mention, he is not very old at all, and he also learned how to read and write from the ancients on Wudang Mountain. He changed into a scholar's Confucian shirt, a wide robe with big sleeves, and white clothes like snow. His smile was gentle like a gust of warm wind, It's not like ordinary scholars can't tell what it looks like.

"The mind produces all kinds of dharmas, and the mind is destroyed. All kinds of dharmas are destroyed. It is the mind that is the Buddha, and it is the mind that becomes the Buddha..."

Mo Li looked at the Mahayana Faith Theory in his hand, couldn't help smiling, and said: "Buddhism talks about all kinds of supernatural powers, and the direction of the heart is self-contained. It's quite interesting. It’s a pity that what our Taoists talk about in this life is about the present moment, and what they talk about is the truth, which is completely different from their theory of reincarnation.”

Buddhism cultivates the spirit and talks about the future, while Taoism cultivates one's body and survives in the present world. The pursuit of the two is different.

Mo Li was influenced by Wudang, and his martial arts had advanced to such a level, so he would not be bewitched by the Buddhist classics, but only absorbed the nutrients he needed from them.

"Maybe, it's time to buy this Zhuangzi and have a look."

Thinking this way, Li Li put down the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, stood up, locked the courtyard door, and walked outside.

Zhuangzi is a sage of Taoism. Mengdie said it, it has been passed down through the ages, and there must be some attainments along with the spiritual will.

In Hengyang City, the mid-autumn festival is approaching at this time, the heat has passed, the weather is much cooler, and there are also a lot of pedestrians on the streets.

Mo Li was wearing a scholar's white shirt, with his hands behind his back, with a chic demeanor. Even though he was walking towards the bookstore, his eyes would glance at the surrounding shops from time to time, thinking about what to eat later.

"Should we go back to Yanxiang to eat mutton pancakes, or Liuheju's fresh noodles in chicken soup?" Mo Li was thinking about dinner.

Hengyang City is a rare bustling city in Sanxiang. It is located on the north-south freight route. I don’t know how many business travelers from all over the world gather here. Therefore, the food is varied and delicious, but it satisfies Li Li’s desire. Appetite.

In his free time for cultivation, his pleasure is to wander the streets and alleys, looking for delicious food.

There are not many people in the bookstore, except for the shopkeeper, there are two young people, a man and a woman, flipping through books.

"Sister, he's here."

Just as Mo Li entered the door, the man suddenly reminded the woman beside him in a low voice. The woman's beautiful eyes lit up, and she looked at the young man who came in. He was dressed in a white robe with long sleeves, with a heroic look on his brows and a smile on his lips. Gentle and moist, I suddenly feel like a spring breeze, and my heart beats like a deer.

"I just said, he will come to the bookstore every three or five days. If you come today, you will definitely see him." The man smiled and lowered his voice.

When the woman heard this, her jade face flushed slightly, but she gave the man a glare, and looked at Li Li shyly again.

The man smiled without saying a word. Seeing that Mo Li was picking up the book again, he stepped forward and said, "This brother invites you."

Mo Li was looking for Zhuangzi, and when he saw a strange scholar approaching him, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and said, "Your Excellency is..."

"I'm the owner of this bookstore. Seeing that Xiongtai is very handsome, I want to get acquainted with him. I wonder if Xiongtai can give me a favor and go to my house for a drink or two?"

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

Mo Li smiled and refused: "I still have something to do, so I don't want to bother you. Next time, next time we meet, I will be the host."

"This……"

The man hesitated, and subconsciously looked back at his sister. Seeing that his sister was quite unhappy, he couldn't help sighing in his heart, gritted his teeth, and said, "If you dare to ask where Xiongtai's house is, I really am I admire Xiongtai, and I really want to make you as a friend, if you need any books, you don't have to come in person, you can send someone to bring the list, and you can also send someone to Xiongtai's home."

Li Li naturally noticed the look in his eyes. Apart from the shopkeeper, he and this man and woman were the only ones left in the bookstore.

A girl with icy skin and snow skin, picturesque features, tall and slender, extremely elegant, and the most rare thing is that she has a faint bookish air, which is different from the chivalrous girls that Li Li is used to seeing.

This should be a woman from a scholarly family.

In addition to buying land, these rich and nobles from all over the country opened various shops in the city, so it is normal that the owner of the bookstore is not the shopkeeper here.

It's just that Li Li claimed to be just a passer-by, so how could he be willing to involve emotions?
He cupped his hands and said: "Thank you, my master, for your kindness, but it's really inconvenient for me to say, if I meet you next time, I will definitely treat you to a glass of water and wine."

After finishing speaking, he took Zhuang Zi from the bookcase, left two taels of silver, and left.

The man sighed, turned around and walked towards his sister, and said: "You see, it's not because my brother doesn't help you, but because this kid doesn't appreciate it. If you are unhappy, my brother will find some rogues to teach you a lesson." Let him have a long look."

"Brother, don't."

The woman hurriedly stopped her, she pursed her lips, looked at the door sadly, and said: "Everything in this world is due to fate, and you can't force it."

……

Of course, Li Li didn't know that he had hurt an innocent girl's heart. He happily went to Huiyan Lane to eat mutton pancakes with his newly bought books, but when he arrived at the stall, he heard someone greet him:

"Is Mr. Mo here too?"

"Hello, big brother!"

There were a few teenagers and girls sitting in the stall, they were the people from the house more than a month ago, they were all disciples of the Feiyan Martial Arts Academy, because the martial arts gym was near Mo Li, when they went out to eat, they would often meet Mo Li Li, once you come and go, you will become familiar with it.

Mo Li smiled and nodded at them, "What a coincidence, I never expected to meet you."

"Today is the last meal of the year. The martial arts competition will start tomorrow. Many people may leave the martial arts hall." A thin girl said sadly.

There are many martial arts schools in Hengshan City. Every year at this time, there will be competitions. Among them, the best performers will be included in the Hengshan School and become disciples of the Hengshan School. Even Escorts, gangs, etc. accept him, teach superior martial arts, and gradually cultivate him into his confidant.

This is undoubtedly an excellent way out for the children of poor families.

"There is always a banquet in the world, Xiao He, don't be sad, you will meet again in the future."

Mo Li comforted him, and said, "Today's meal, I invited you, you can eat as you please, be happier."

These children are extremely simple and kind. Seeing him buying books every day, they thought he was a scholar. From time to time, they would ask him some words, and occasionally bring some special products from the family, and ask him to help read and write letters. Get along, always have feelings.

"Thank you Mr. Mo!"

"Thank you big brother!"

……

A group of teenagers and girls thanked each other happily, and Li Li's treat dilutes their parting melancholy.

Mo Li smiled, without disturbing their reunion, packed the pancakes, left the money, and got up to go home.

But when he was about to walk home, he passed Huiyan Martial Arts Hall, and suddenly heard a burst of suppressed crying.

He took a closer look and saw that it was Wang Xi, a martial arts disciple who was familiar with him, and immediately said: "A man, don't shed tears!"

Wang Xi is twelve years old this year. He has studied martial arts for four years. He has a solid foundation. He is extremely enthusiastic and dedicated to swordsmanship. He often asks Mo Li for words he doesn't know in the sword manual. Mo Li has a good impression of this young man.

He wiped his face, stared at the red eyes, and said stubbornly: "Mr. Mo was wrong, I didn't cry, I didn't cry."

"Ha, I see that you are not as good as others in the martial arts competition, so you are sad?" Mo Li said, looking at the scar on the wooden sword on his arm.

Wang Xi suddenly hid her arms behind her back: "I... I just didn't notice it for a while, alas, you don't understand this."

"Who told you I didn't understand?"

Li Li said with a smile: "I'm a master, the kind of master who is very tall!"

Wang Xi was only bragging because the big brother in front of him, but he was really not happy now, and wanted to find someone to talk to, so he lowered his head and said: "The martial arts competition is coming soon, but I always lose to the second senior brother, I have already lost seven times today, we are obviously similar in strength, I feel that the owner of the pavilion is very disappointed in me, and I may not be favored by the sect."

Frustration and disappointment are written on the faces of the teenagers. To them, this big competition is like a college entrance examination. The various sects are a university, especially the Hengshan School. Joining it means that they will become famous in the world in the future. There is also hope.

On the eve of the college entrance examination, it is undoubtedly a desperate thing to suddenly find that you seem to know nothing.

Li Li could understand the mentality of a young man, he became interested, patted Wang Xi's head, and said: "How did he win you, come on, come on, show me your gestures."

Wang Xi glanced at Mo Li, and said unhappily: "Mr. Mo, don't you think I'm not sad enough now, and you may not understand it after reading it."

While speaking, he had already picked up the wooden sword, his brows were tightly frowned, as if thinking of the repeated defeats today, his mood became more and more depressed.

"Today, I swept away thousands of troops with one move, and he received a move of Immortal Guide, which happened to hit my sword. I just took a step back, and his move fell to the ground. I couldn't tell the truth from his sword. He hit his arm with a sword, he had never used such powerful swordsmanship before..."

Wang Xi danced and narrated today's competition.

Boundless Falling Tree is a stance where one sword stabs with several sword shadows. The more advanced the practice, the more sword shadows there will be, and the more it can confuse people. However, this stance must be achieved by someone with a certain amount of internal strength to be successful.

Wang Xi remembered clearly that although the second senior brother was two years older than him, his internal strength was not much better than him. The two fought with each other and each won.

Because of this, after repeated battles and defeats in the past few days, he felt very uncomfortable and wronged.

Mo Li smiled when he saw this, and said: "The competition is approaching, and if you can't keep it all, your senior brother asked for advice from a master, or took some medicinal materials to increase gong power. This is also a common thing."

"Yes!"

Wang Xi was stunned, and said: "Second senior brother's family is a businessman, very wealthy, so he must have bought some medicinal materials for invigorating qi."

As he spoke, the depression on his little face became even more intense, and his head drooped. In this way, he had no hope of catching up to the second senior brother, because his family was not rich enough to send him here. Learning martial arts has already exhausted his savings, it is because the owner of the museum sees that his family is poor, so the money for admission has been reduced a lot.

Therefore, he is very grateful to the owner of the pavilion, and he also understands the difficulties of his parents better. He wants to practice sword hard, strive to join a sect, and make a name for himself in the future to repay them, but right now, he has no hope at all.

With a smile on his face, Mo Li said, "Your second senior brother has someone to help you, and you also have one. I'm a master. If you ask me for advice, you will surely beat him."

"Are you a master? How tall?"

Disbelief was written all over Wang Xi's face.

"Speaking of being very tall, it's probably hard to find an opponent like that in Jianghu." Mo Li sighed as if lonely.

Wang Xi took a look at the young man in front of him. He was wearing a white shirt, holding a book in his hand, and his delicate face was full of gentle smiles. He had the feeling of a gentleman as mentioned in the book, more like a scholar than a warrior. , couldn't help smiling bitterly: "Mr. Mo, I know you want to make me happy, but I'm really not in the mood right now, sorry."

This is certainly a very good person, he treats people gently, and does not have the arrogance of ordinary scholars. They are very patient in answering any questions they ask for advice, and he also likes food, but what he is facing right now is not the problem of reading and writing. no.

"You have nothing to lose if you try. Besides, the competition will start tomorrow, and you will be too late to do anything in one night." Mo Li persuaded with a smile.

Hearing this, Wang Xi couldn't help hesitating. Yes, what's the loss if I try it?

He looked at Mo Li suspiciously, and said, "Then, give it a try?"

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(End of this chapter)