The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 143 What a coincidence
Outside the woods, Mr. Jin has already arrived with several masters, and he is about to go into the forest to arrest the black evil bee, so as to avenge his beloved daughter.

Suddenly, they stopped there and looked towards the forest at the same time, only to see a girl in a pink palace dress walking out quickly, followed by two young men.

A thin and thin scholar, a little Taoist, too young, although he has a sword hanging from his waist, he doesn't look like a master at all.

They were the only ones who saved Miss Jin? !

While everyone was looking at each other, that Miss Jin had already plunged into the arms of Mr. Jin, and said in a crying voice: "Father..."

"Su'er..."

Old man Jin burst into tears with excitement, he patted his daughter's shoulder lightly, and said with concern: "Su'er, are you alright?"

"It's okay, I'm okay..."

Miss Jin got up from her father's arms, looked at Mo Li and Lu Yuncheng, and said, "Thanks to these two young heroes who arrived in time and killed the black evil bee, the black evil bee never succeeded."

They really saved Miss Jin? !
Also killed the black evil bee? !
How long has it been since you went in? !
Everyone looked at those two young and overbearing faces, and couldn't believe it for a while. Heishafeng is a leftist demon who runs all over the north, and even the masters of the Kongtong sect can't do anything!
"The body of the black evil bee is in the hut in the forest." Li Li said.

"This dog thief, everyone pulls out his body, chops it up and feeds it to the dogs!" Mr. Jin ordered bitterly.

At that moment, some people ran towards the forest, and the prostitute was dead, so they naturally had nothing to fear.

"You two young heroes, don't know how to address them?" Old Master Jin asked.

Miss Jin wiped her tears and said, "This is Mr. Lu Yuncheng, this is Wudang Song Qingshu Song Shaoxia, he is the son of Song Daxia."

Oh!
Everyone was astonished, no wonder, no wonder he was able to deal with big thieves like Heishafeng at such a young age, it turned out to be the direct descendant of the great sect, or the Wudang sect that suppressed Shaolin's limelight!

"The two young heroes saved the little girl, and this old man is extremely grateful."

Mr. Jin cupped his hands and said: "I also invite the two of you to go to the mansion to get together and let the old man host a banquet to thank you."

"Brother Lu, let's go, your body is weak and you will be taken care of for two days."

Mo Li smiled and said: "As for me, I have important matters to attend to, so I can't stay for long."

"No, I have something important to do, so I can't delay it, but I have to thank Mr. Jin for his kindness." Lu Yuncheng cupped his hands.

"This……"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Jin didn't expect that neither of them would want to go. He still wanted to form a good relationship with them, especially this Song Qingshu, who was young and the son of the head of Wudang, if...

He looked at his daughter, stepped forward to take off a jade pendant from her waist, broke it with force with his hands, and said, "I can't repay you for saving my life. I hope you two can keep this jade pendant. In the future, if there is someone who needs help from the elderly, I will send someone to hold this as a token."

"In that case, I would like to thank Mr. Jin."

Mo Li smiled, and didn't refute his kindness, so he accepted one, and Lu Yuncheng also took one, and the two of them bowed their hands to everyone, and then left.

Late at night, the dew is heavy, and the wind is biting.

The figures of the two quickly disappeared on the official road, leaving only the people from the Jianghu behind in amazement, one of them said: "Seeing the road is rough, drawing swords to help each other, not asking for anything in return, and walking away, you are really a role model for my generation."

"These two young men really have a heroic demeanor."

"This Song Shaoxia looks quite like his father to me, and he can be called a gentleman's sword."

"Lu Shaoxia looks more like a gentleman, and this name is more symbolic to him."

……

The quarrels of the group of heroes spread to Li Li's ears along the night wind. Mo Li, who was on his way indifferently, couldn't help rubbing his teeth, okay, what's there to argue about a title like Junzijian?

No, no, we didn't argue, our name is Senior Brother Song, and it's okay for him to have this nickname.

Thinking of wearing Song Qingshu's vest now, Mo Xin felt relieved.

Seeing the change in Mo Li's expression, Lu Yuncheng couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with Daoist Song, but what's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's just that I suddenly remembered something on Wudang Mountain." Li Li said perfunctorily.

"Wudang Mountain..."

A look of envy appeared on Lu Yuncheng's face, and he said, "Mo Li, the sword god of your sect, is already known as the number one swordsman in the world at such a young age. I wonder if Daoist Song knows him well?"

"Then you are asking the right person. He is my father's disciple. I am not only familiar with him, but we are like one person, inseparable." Mo Li replied seriously.

"Then how did he master this terrifying swordsmanship?"

Lu Yuncheng asked very curiously: "It is said that his swordsmanship is like a fairy descending to earth, even if all the big demons of Mingjiao are no match for him, you are his senior brother, you should know a thing or two, right?"

How did you do it?
Mo Li was stunned for a moment, recalled it carefully, then gestured, and said seriously: "Just practice day by day, and he will be able to do it."

"Don't be kidding, I also practice sword day by day, but I haven't become a sword god, and I have almost never beaten a prostitute..." Lu Yuncheng looked like you were teasing me.

"I'm telling the truth." Li Li said seriously again.

It is indeed a day-to-day practice, but the talent is a little higher than others, the swordsmanship he practiced is a little better than others, and the teacher who taught him is a little better than others, so after practicing, won't he become a sword god?
"If you don't want to say it, I won't force you either."

Lu Yuncheng said with a look of disbelief: "However, it stands to reason that now you Wudang faction should prepare to debate the scriptures with that Tibetan Living Buddha Bhaspa. What are you doing here in Yangquan?"

"I have something to do and I need to go to Dadu."

"Are you going to Dadu? Coincidentally, I'm going too!" Lu Yuncheng said excitedly. It's a long road, and it's better to have a companion than no companion.

"What are you going to do?" He asked again.

Mo Li looked at him playfully and said, "I said I was going to assassinate Basiba, would you believe me?"

"Are you going to assassinate Basiba?!"

Lu Yuncheng slapped his thigh excitedly, and said: "Coincidentally, I also went to assassinate Basiba. Unexpectedly, we are going to do the same thing!"

Mo Li was stunned, what do you mean to assassinate Basiba?Are you serious?

He recalled the swordsmanship that the scholar showed in the battle against the black evil bee just now. Although he practiced high-quality swordsmanship, it was obviously not very good, and his internal strength had just opened up the twelve serious channels, and he hadn't had time to open up the eight extraordinary meridians. Put it in the Jianghu, that is to say, a third-rate player who dominates the roost, but who has to run away when he meets a second-rate player, and wants to assassinate Basiba?

"Are you sure you want to assassinate Basiba, are you kidding me?" Mo Li confirmed.

Lu Yuncheng nodded earnestly, and said seriously: "I have followed my master's last order to assassinate Basiba this time, so as to avenge my master's family."

Speaking of this, his voice became quieter, and he said mysteriously: "I have hidden tricks!"

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(End of this chapter)