Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 14
After fighting Yu Canghai that day, for two days in a row, Mo Yuan stayed out of the gate and didn't care about the ups and downs in Luoyang City, studying martial arts in the inn room alone.

On Mount Hua, he was usually only taught by Yue Buqun, and occasionally his wife Ning Zhong would fight with him, but what he learned and practiced were all Huashan exercises.

Martial arts practice requires both precision and knowledge.When you have not completed your studies, you should concentrate on one subject and not have other distractions. Otherwise, you will not be able to eat too much, and your foundation will not be stable, but you will not be able to go far.

But in the realm of first-class masters in the Jianghu, one should absorb many masters of martial arts and quote extensively, in order to have a broader world.

Mo Yuan came down the mountain this time, not to mention the two trash from the Qingcheng faction at the foot of Huashan Mountain, he fought Zu Qianqiu once, he fought Yu Canghai once, and he also learned a few moves from Fuwei Escort to ward off evil swordsmanship. Excellent martial arts experience.

Zu Qianqiu is a master of the mafia, his iron fan skill is brisk and ruthless, Yu Canghai is the head of the upright sect, his Songfeng swordsmanship intimidates the martial arts, Lin Pingzhi's evil swordsmanship is not good enough, but the key essence Unable to grasp the reason.

Mo Yuan recollected these three battles carefully in the inn, and benefited a lot for a while. Lin Pingzhi and Zu Qianqiu were the only ones. The key is that the Songfeng swordsmanship is also of the Taoist lineage. Lightness, both.Huashan swordsmanship is also inherited from the lineage of Taoism. It is steep and steep, forming a school of its own. With reference to the two, it is of great benefit to Mo Yuan's swordsmanship.

On the day of Mr. Wang's birthday, Mo Yuan finished his breakfast and went to the market in Luoyang to buy some birthday gifts. It was almost noon before he headed towards Mr. Wang's mansion.

The Golden Knife Gate is Luoyang's top tyrant, Wang Yuanba claims to be invincible with the Golden Knife, and the heroes in the Central Plains also praise him as a hero of Zhongzhou, so the ostentation is not ordinary.

Mo Yuan walked along with many people from the rivers and lakes. As soon as he arrived at the street where the Wangfu was located, he saw lanterns and festoons everywhere, plastered with bright red birthday characters. The two big copper rings on the door were polished to a bright shine. Eight strong men waited outside the door with their hands down. Judging from their posture, they were all Lianjiazi.

Inside the palace, there was a lot of noise, and it was enough to think of the bustling scene inside without even looking.

Near the threshold, a fat man was entertaining guests with a smile. Mo Yuan walked up to him and handed him the invitation card in his hand, but seeing the fat man's expression turned serious, he looked at Mo Yuan and said, "So it's the young man from the Huashan School." The hero has arrived, I don't know what to call Mr. Yue, the head of your sect, and the young hero?"

As soon as he mentioned the Huashan faction, the eyes of the surrounding gangsters immediately looked over. The great factions of the Jianghu, say more or less, say less, Shaolin Wudang, Emei Kunlun, Wuyue Sword School, etc., etc. There are only about a dozen of them, besides, the Five Sacred Sword Sect is united with each other, fighting against the Demon Sect, and they are in the limelight.So when the fat man in front of him talked about the Huashan School, these heroes of the rivers and lakes naturally became energetic.

"That's my teacher. My teacher is entangled in trivial matters. I can't leave for a while. He sent me to celebrate Mr. Wang's birthday. I hope Mr. Wang will not be offended." Mo Yuan said.

"Don't dare, the Huashan faction's disciples came to the Golden Knife Gate, it's enough face, this brother, please come inside." The fat man stretched out his hand, but he didn't even welcome the guests, and ran to lead the way for Mo Yuan.

Someone in the crowd said: "A junior from the Huashan School wants Mr. Wang's second son to lead the way in person. It's a great honor."

Another person said: "The Wuyue Sword School is so powerful in the martial arts, and a junior also represents the Huashan School. Such a courtesy is justified."

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Mo Yuan's inner strength was profound, and Qunhao's words were not concealed, so he heard them clearly. He looked at the fat man, and only then did he know that he was the father and son of Mr. Wang.

Although the palace is not small, there are many guests today, and it is full. There are seven or eight hundred people, and there are more than 100 tables in the courtyard.Naturally, the disciples of the Huashan School would not be treated the same as these ordinary Jianghu heroes. The second child of the Wang family led Mo Yuan to the main hall, where there were only two tables.

There were quite a few people sitting at the two tables, but there was only one Mo Yuan was familiar with, that was Yu Canghai, who was injured by him two days ago, but now his expression was normal, sitting next to Mr. Wang, he couldn't tell whether he was injured or not. , looking at Mo Yuanzhi as if he didn't look at him.

As for the other people in the hall, there were seniors of the righteous way, as well as disciples of the younger generation. He sat down and greeted for a while, and found that the Five Sacred Sword Sect only came to him from Mount Hua and Mount Song, and the rest of the sects did not send anyone.

The person sent by Songshan was Zuo Lengchan's big disciple, known as Qianzhang Song Shidengda by people in the Jianghu. Mo Yuan didn't have a good impression of the people of Songshan School, and this guy had a cold face, and Mo Yuan didn't bother to talk to him.

When the banquet was about to start at noon, Mr. Wang and all the masters in the hall got up and went to the courtyard.

Wang Yuanba is in his seventies this year, his face is full of red light, and a long white beard flutters on his chest. Made of gold, it looks extraordinarily luxurious.

He said: "Everyone, you all came to celebrate Mr. Wang's birthday today. Mr. Wang is very grateful. Thank you here!"

All the heroes in the courtyard were clamoring and clamoring, the noise shook the sky, when he opened his mouth, his voice immediately overwhelmed the voices of hundreds of people, showing his outstanding internal strength.

All the heroes quieted down, looked at Mr. Wang, and looked forward to his next words.

Wang Yuanba said again: "It's rare for a person to be seventy years old. Originally, I didn't plan to hold this birthday banquet. Unexpectedly, my two sons would have to make a big fuss. I wanted to invite a group of friends from the world to have a lively celebration. , It is also reasonable, whether you know friends from the world today or not, everyone will rest when they are drunk, and my Wang family's flowing water banquet will be held for three days, I hope you all eat and drink well!"

Seeing that he had finished speaking, the group of heroes spoke up separately. Some congratulated Mr. Wang on his birthday, and some said that the Wang family had a grand banquet. Relying on the care of Jindaomen.

Just when everyone was congratulating them with vigor, a sullen voice suddenly sounded, and instantly suppressed everyone's voices, the voice said: "Wang Yuanba, you will not survive this calamity today, and your birthday banquet will not survive." Don't think about it!"

Qunhao was shocked, is this for provocation?Mo Yuan didn't take it seriously, the ancestor Qianqiu in the teahouse said harsh words that day, so today he was the one who came to the door.

Sure enough, four people walked in from the door. The one at the moment was a scruffy scholar in his fifties. He was Zu Qianqiu. There were three people behind him. They are dressed as monks, tall and tall, like bears. The most peculiar thing is that one of them has extremely fair skin, while the other has dark skin.

Wang Yuanba looked at these four people, his face darkened suddenly, he said: "Patriarch Huanghe, is there something that can't be done in a few days, it has to be in time for this old man's birthday?"

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(End of this chapter)