The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 154 Poisoning (Triple in One)

"Master, there is one more thing to report!"

Mo Li said: "When we parted that day, Basiba asked his disciple to bring you a message. He said..."

Mo Li imitated Basiba's tone: "The old monk has never owed anyone in his life, let him not forget the promise made at Huashan."

"This monk, I'm afraid that the old man will not dare to go if he knows how powerful he is!"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and smiled, and said: "I spared Hutu's life, he let the two of you go, evened each other, after that, he won't hold back the old Taoist, it's really crazy!"

Li Li didn't answer, are you crazy?

Thinking of the assassination of him and Lu Yuncheng that day, even Li Zhichang's sword that exhausted his spiritual power with the secret method of empowerment, was defeated miserably by Ba Siba, and he even suppressed him with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, just like dealing with ants!
Zhang Sanfeng's Taijiquan, can he really catch it? !

Mo Li felt depressed. At this moment, the matter was completely out of his control, but Zhang Sanfeng's self-confidence brought him some comfort.

Perhaps, the Patriarch could really suppress it at will?

"You two have worked hard all the way, go down and rest."

As if seeing Mo Li's psychology, Zhang Sanfeng said: "Li'er, remember, you don't have to worry about winning or losing this battle, there is a veteran in everything, and it's a good idea to fight him to the death and avenge the past. It’s too late for the old dao to be happy with the wish of the old dao in his life, so don’t think too much about it.”

Li Li took a deep breath, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, and turned all his thoughts into one sentence, saying: "Master, this disciple only hopes that you, Master, can win the battle!"

"Idiot..."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and smiled, swung his sleeves and said: "Go down, go down and rest."

Mo Li and Lu Yuncheng should be, and then they saluted and left.

At this time, the bright moon was hanging high in the sky, and the cold moonlight shone on his body, and Li Li felt his body was also getting cold.

win?Can it win?

He looked up at the sky, worry still in his eyes.

After a good night's sleep, the next morning, Li Li paid a visit to the Seven Heroes who came here one by one.

In this battle, except for Yin Liting who was recuperating on the mountain, the other six heroes came here.

Seeing the Six Heroes, Mo Xin felt relieved. After all, with him and the Six Heroes forming a true martial arts seven-section formation, even the thirteenth level Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu cannot be easily defeated.

The Six Heroes naturally asked him about what he had seen and heard during this trip. Mo Li was afraid that they would be worried, so he did not dare to describe Ba Siba as too powerful. He just said that under the joint assassination of himself and Lu Yuncheng, he suffered Some injuries.

But the decisive battle was imminent, and the Six Heroes didn't inquire carefully, seeing that Li Li was safe and sound, they each returned to the courtyard to practice and meditate, waiting for the day of the decisive battle.

Li Li also adjusted his breathing in peace of mind in his own courtyard, trying to adjust his state as well as possible.

This continued until sunset, when suddenly a Huashan disciple came to report that an old friend wanted to see him.

"Old man? Can he reveal his identity?" Mo Li asked.

"No, but he has something he wants me to bring to Senior Brother."

The young disciple of the Huashan School said: "I will never forget the grace of saving my life yesterday."

Spare me yesterday? !
Mo Li was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, and said, "I see, thank you, Junior Brother."

He picked up his sword and walked towards Chaoyang Peak.

The agreed place is at Banshan Pavilion of Chaoyang Peak. This peak is steep and extremely difficult to climb. Usually few people come there, and as the night is approaching, no one will stay on the mountain.

Li Li's martial arts, and the dangerous mountain roads, naturally couldn't stop him, but in a short while, he had already reached the half-mountain pavilion.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the clouds and mist shrouded the mountains, almost like a fairyland.

And in the Banshan Pavilion, sitting a middle-aged man, with a clean face and a relaxed complexion, was drinking tea in it.

"I don't know who it is, it turns out to be Mr. Hu Qing Niu Hu."

Mo Li had a smile on his face, but his body tensed up. He walked to his side and said, "I don't know why Mr. Hu called Mo Mou to meet here?"

Although the other party is a medical fairy, medicine and poison are not separated, not to mention his wife is a poison fairy, and the two are still members of the Ming religion, so naturally they should be careful.

"Leng Qian will not invite Mo Shaoxia here, please sit down."

Hu Qingniu poured a cup of tea and handed it over, said: "Taste it, this is the best Dahongpao, very rare..."

Li Li didn't pick it up, even if his Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu and Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu had been cultivated to an extremely deep level, waiting for the poison to do nothing.

He smiled and said, "Mr. Hu, let's talk about things first."

"You people of the righteous way, you are too tired to live, and you are always on guard..."

Seeing that he didn't answer, Hu Qingniu shook his head and smiled, put it down, and said: "But it's also good, at least you only have to plot against others, and it's hard for others to plot against you!"

Mo Li frowned, what exactly did Hu Qingniu want to say?
He said seriously: "I am a disciple of the Wudang sect, I act openly and aboveboard, and never hurt others secretly."

"Then who can tell?"

Hu Qingniu said: "The famous family is upright. On the surface, they are chivalrous and righteous, but behind their backs, male robbers and female prostitutes are worse than our Mingjiao behavior. No one can see through people's hearts!"

Li Li became more and more puzzled, why did Hu Qingniu call himself here to ridicule people who despised the famous and decent people so much?
Hu Qingniu still said to himself: "There was a young man who was poisoned by the golden silkworm poison in Miaojiang, Guizhou. It was extremely poisonous. Of course, the victim must die, and before he died, he experienced the most unbearable pain in the world. I stayed up for three days and three nights, exhausted all my efforts to treat him, and became brothers with Jinlan, and I betrothed my own sister to him as his wife. Unexpectedly..."

He sighed, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, and said: "Unexpectedly, this person has a small heart, and he will repay his favor and kill my sister!"

It's fresh!
Mo Li was moved, could it be that Hu Qingniu wanted to ask himself to avenge him?

However, he has never met him before, how can he be sure that he will help him?
"The young man later became very famous in Jianghu. Not only did he take over as the leader of any faction, but he also won the title of a magic machine."

Hu Qingniu gritted his teeth and said: "Poor me, I came to seek revenge with him three times, but I was defeated miserably, and I almost lost my life the last time!"

"Unexpectedly, the magical machine is so rare that it is such a despicable and shameless person!"

Mo Li pretended to sigh and said: "If this matter is true, Mo is willing to avenge Your Excellency, but that will have to wait until a few days later."

Now that the decisive battle is imminent, the Huashan faction will naturally have to be dealt with later.

Hearing this, Hu Qingniu was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "Back then, he was just like Shaoxia Mo in front of me, and he spoke righteously, anxious for justice."

Mo Li was speechless, this Hu Qingniu, are you sure he didn't come to find fault?
I really want to give him a sword...

"Hu has already passed the age of easily trusting others. Fortunately, this time, regardless of Mo Shaoxia's character, Xian Yutong will undoubtedly die, because this matter is related to Wudang's interests."

Speaking of this, Hu Qingniu's face was somewhat smug, he slowly took out a note from his arms, put it on the table, and said: "Believe it or not, the young man can do it for himself."

After all, he got up and went outside.

Mo Li looked at his back and didn't stop him. He just frowned slightly, picked up the note, and wrote on it: "Be careful of poisoning, if you eat it by mistake, please dispense the medicine according to this method... "

Poisoned?

Mo Li frowned even tighter.

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March fourteenth, night.

Above Huashan, the atmosphere is even more solemn.

The decisive battle was only a day away. At this time, the famous and decent masters gathered in Huashan. It can be said that since the establishment of the Huashan faction, it has never been as grand as it is today.

Zeng Qi is very busy. As a direct disciple of the sect leader, he is mainly responsible for the basic necessities of Wudang sect, as well as providing logistical support.

Wudang faction is the largest faction in the world today, being able to contact each other and form a good relationship will be of great benefit to his own future development.

"Everyone should be more vigilant. For the past few days, the meals will be poisoned with silver needles, especially the vegetarian food given to Master Zhang of the Wudang faction. Let people taste it first, and there must be no mistakes!" Zeng Qi said in the kitchen. commanded.

Those handyman disciples should be careful, and then they got busy.

Zeng Qi didn't dare to leave for a moment, and stared carefully. Tomorrow is the time for the decisive battle. This battle is not only a debate between Buddhism and Taoism, but also a confrontation between the Yuan court's sphere of influence, such as the martial arts in the Central Plains and the Western Regions of Tibet. The consequences are far-reaching!
Not long after, everyone in Wudang had all their food ready and all the methods of drug testing were done. Zeng Qi was slightly relieved. He was about to take the food away when suddenly a familiar voice came from his ear. :

"Qi'er, how's the food?"

Zeng Qi took a closer look and saw that the person who came was a middle-aged scribe holding a folding fan.

"Master!"

Zeng Qi was startled and said, "Disciple pays homage to Master!"

"Meet the sect master!"

The rest of the handyman disciples saluted and paid homage one after another.

"No gift, no gift!"

Xian Yutong raised his folding fan, signaling everyone to get up, and at the same time walked to the meals, opened the fan casually, and said while fanning the wind: "This room is a bit stuffy, are these the meals for everyone in Wudang?"

"Exactly."

Zeng Qi stepped forward and pointed to those vegetarian dishes, "This is a vegetarian dish specially prepared for Master Zhang."

"Braised Vegetarian Vegetables with Southern Milk, Vegetarian Balls, Vegetarian Goose with Vegetarian Flavor..."

He folded the fan and ordered those dishes, and said with a smile: "Not bad, the cook is working hard, the decisive battle is coming tomorrow, there must be no gaps in this food, send it to Master Zhang."

"Yes, Master."

Zeng Qi responded, and was not surprised by Xian Yutong's arrival, after all, the food in this room really has a lot to do with it.

He asked people to serve the food quickly, and he himself carried Zhang Sanfeng's food box to go. After a short time, he rushed to the small courtyard where Zhang Sanfeng was.

At this time, the sun was sinking, and the sky was still a little yellow, not to mention a bit bleak and desolate.

He cleared his throat, knocked on the door, and shouted respectfully: "Really, this junior is here to bring you food."

With a creak, the courtyard door was pushed open, revealing a young face with delicate features, it was Li Li.

When Zeng Qi saw someone coming, he let out an ouch, and said in great surprise, "Senior Brother Mo, it's you?!"

All the young disciples of the major sects knew about Mo Li's return to Huashan. Compared with those martial arts seniors, this young sword god Mo Li, whose martial arts reputation is already a legend in the world, is undoubtedly the idol of the younger generation of the major sects. Although Qi is the direct descendant of the head, he is no exception.

Said to be a senior brother, but actually Zeng Qi is quite a bit older, but in the martial arts, those who are masters come first, and in terms of seniority, no one can compare with the Wudang sect.

Mo Li smiled and said, "It was the younger brother who delivered the food, please come in."

He stepped aside, and Zeng Qi immediately carried the lunch box into it, but after entering it, he couldn't help being stunned.

However, in the small courtyard, Zhang Sanfeng was sitting at the top, and there were six men in blue Taoist robes sitting below, each with a long sword, old or young, and their appearances were also different, but all of them were very imposing. , and even a faint sense of oppression, it is Wudang Seven Heroes!
"This……"

Zeng Qi put down the lunch box and said apologetically, "I don't know that all the seniors gathered here and sent all the food to your small courtyard. I'll ask them to bring it again."

"It's okay, it's just a decisive battle tomorrow, and the old master has been teaching us Tai Chi magic skills these days."

Mo Li smiled, and said: "Brother Zeng, please put down the food box, don't be surprised what happens later."

what happened?
What will happen?
Zeng Qi felt that there seemed to be something in Mo Li's words, but he didn't think too much about it. Among the eight people present, none of them had a higher status than him. Treat each other with courtesy!

At that moment, he opened the food box and put the dishes on the table one by one.

One after another is exquisitely crafted, and the steaming hot vegetarian food appears in front of everyone, and the aroma rushes to the face, and the smell makes people's index fingers move. It can be seen that Huashan School has really put a lot of thought into it.

But both Zhang Sanfeng and the Six Heroes looked blank, and they didn't intend to move their chopsticks at all.

Mo Li smiled and said, "Remember, Senior Brother Zeng, don't make a fuss about anything you see later."

What's so strange about having a meal?

Zeng Qi was puzzled and was about to nod when he suddenly saw Mo Li take out a silver needle and insert it into several dishes one after another with lightning speed!

The next moment, that silver needle instantly turned black!
Food is poisonous!

"This……!"

His eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and cold sweat broke out all over his body!

Someone actually poisoned him, someone wanted to poison Zhang Sanfeng!
I... what should I do? !

He opened and closed his mouth, closed and opened again, trying to say something, but he couldn't say anything after all, how could he explain that he didn't poison himself? !
"Really... I really didn't do it..." Zeng Qi wanted to cry without tears.

"Brother Zeng, remember my words, don't be surprised when you see anything."

Mo Li slapped him again, and suddenly, he threw the entire table to the ground, and the cups, dishes, and chopsticks slammed into pieces all over the ground, and the world-renowned sword god Mo Li's exaggerated and shrill voice was heard He shouted: "Master! What's wrong with you, Master?!"

"Come on! Come on! Someone poisoned Master!"

Not only him, but also the Six Heroes of Wudang all spoke out.

"Someone poisoned the food!"

"mean!"

"Hurry up, find a good antidote!"

……

There was a cry of urgency, with sincerity, and extremely flustered, just listening to the sound, I'm afraid I really thought that everyone inside was poisoned!
call out!
Immediately, a firework appeared in the sky not far away, very conspicuous in the dim twilight.

Seeing the fireworks, everyone in the courtyard shouted even harder, and their voices were mixed with true energy, echoing in the mountains and fields!

Zeng Qi looked at a group of Wudang heroes who were clearly not poisoned, but their voices were shriller than poisoned. He wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

What are you doing without being poisoned and making this appearance?
Could it be that the people of the Wudang faction like acting?

Just when this thought flashed through Zeng Qi's mind, a familiar voice shouted: "Poisoned, Master Zhang, are you okay!"

Immediately, the gate of the courtyard was kicked open, and a middle-aged scholar with a folding fan rushed in, and shouted anxiously, "Master Zhang, you... eh?!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he looked at the Wudang heroes sitting neatly in the room, and he froze on the spot!

It can be seen that traces of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and a look of extreme horror flashed in his eyes!

But the person changed into a smiling face in an instant, and said: "I was scared to death, old senior Zhang, everyone, it turns out that everyone is fine!"

Mo Li smiled lightly, and said, "Master Xian really came so quickly."

"This……"

Xian Yutong's eyes flickered, he smiled mischievously, and said: "I just happened to pass by and heard that old man Zhang had been poisoned, so I came here in a hurry, as long as you have nothing to do, I will take my leave first, I will take my leave first..."

While talking, he turned around and wanted to leave, but how could Li Li let him go? !

Mo Li clapped his hands and said, "Master Xian finally came here, why bother to leave?"

After the applause fell, two old men, one tall and one short, came out of the room, they were the two Supreme Elders of the Huashan Sect!
At this time, both of them had dark faces, looking at Xian Yutong coldly.

Xian Yutong stopped in place all of a sudden!
The two Supreme Elders are also there, have they been prepared? !
He was in a state of confusion, and his complexion became paler, but he still tried to calm down at this moment, and said with a smile: "The two master uncles are also here? Did you also hear the news just now?"

The short old man snorted coldly and said, "Don't talk, just watch here!"

"If you dare to make any changes, be careful of the old man's knife!"

The old man raised the long knife in his hand, his eyes were full of coldness.

"Yes, yes, follow the elder's orders."

Xian Yutong responded in a hurry, and at the same time, various thoughts flashed through his mind, thinking about how to escape this disaster.

Zeng Qi was completely dumbfounded by the side.

What is the situation, what is the situation? !

First, the food was poisoned, then everyone in Wudang pretended to be poisoned, and then the head of the sect appeared, followed by the two elders. It seemed that they were deliberately ambush the head of the sect!
But could it be the poison of the head? !

No, no, how could the old man be poisoned? !

One thought after another flashed through Zeng Qi's mind, and he looked panic-stricken. No matter what the truth is, if the city gate catches fire, it will affect the fish in the pond...

Thinking of this, he shuddered, his face turned pale, not much better than Xian Yutong.

Instead, Xian Yutong calmed down, there is no evidence!

Just because he appeared here, the other party can never conclude that he poisoned him!

And as the head of Huashan, as long as there is no conclusive evidence, no one can easily deal with him, the premise is to handle the next thing well!

When everyone in the Huashan faction had different thoughts, Mo Li and the others were still shouting loudly at the top of their lungs. It looked like Zhang Sanfeng and the others had been poisoned by a strange poison, and they were dying soon!
But within tens of breaths of effort, suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and an old voice laughed and said: "Zhang Sanfeng, you Wudang faction also have today!"

There was an indescribable joy in that voice, echoing among the mountains, it seemed that the visitor had extremely strong inner strength!

Not long after, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and the person who entered the door was an old man in white with a flame mark embroidered on his waist!
This person has white hair and silver beard, long eyebrows like snow, a tall and burly figure, a majestic spirit, especially a pair of sharp eyes, which hide the evil spirit of gold, making people shudder.

"Yue...father-in-law?!" Zhang Cuishan's complexion changed.

It is Yin Tianzheng, the white-browed eagle king who is now the leader of the Ming Cult, who is here!

Behind him, there are the remaining four who followed the five scattered people!

The five people in this group originally looked relaxed, but the Eagle King was even more delighted!

However, the moment they entered the door, when they saw Zhang Sanfeng, Seven Heroes, Mo Li and the others, all sitting there leisurely, as if they had been waiting for a long time, they were suddenly dumbfounded!
This... how does this look poisoned? !

But if he is not poisoned, how can he take revenge? !
Could it be, a decent trap? !

Yin Tianzheng raised his eyes subconsciously to look at Xian Yutong, but Xian Yutong was the first to speak out: "Okay, it was people from the Devil's Cult who made trouble, and dared to bully my Huashan faction, uncle, let's stand shoulder to shoulder , Take them down together!"

It's a head start, as long as you kill the White-Browed Eagle King here, you can completely pick yourself out!

After he finished speaking, he raised his fan and hit the White-browed Eagle King!

However, he saw that the snake head was stabbing with his right hand, while the left hand was grasping and twisting the hook. The posture of a goshawk and the agile posture of a poisonous snake appeared simultaneously in the same posture, swift, fierce, and both. This is exactly the Huashan School. Famous stunt seventy-two-style eagle snake life and death fight!
It has to be said that to be the head of the Huashan School, Xian Yutong's martial arts is quite remarkable!

It's just a pity that he met Yin Tianzheng!
But seeing the leader of the demon sect snorted coldly, raised his hand and clawed, like an eagle looking at him fiercely, almost tearing the sky and destroying the earth, and there was a piercing scream in the void!
When the two fought, they were on the verge of breaking out. Xian Yutong only felt an incomparably fierce attack from his claws. In an instant, his moves and strength were defeated. Everyone saw a flash of blood, and Xian Yutong let out a miserable howl. He fell hard towards the ground!

From wrist to shoulder on his left hand, there are already three bloodstains!
Xian Yutong didn't care about the pain, but looked back at the tall and short elders and everyone in Wudang, and said, "Everyone, don't attack the demons yet!"

Everyone was motionless, showing no intention of making a move.

Mo Li smiled and said: "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, you have to finish talking before doing anything."

Now that I've finished speaking, haven't I revealed my secrets? !
Xianyu Tong was startled and frightened in his heart, and said repeatedly: "Evil devils heretics, what else can I say, killing them is the right way!"

"Master Xian, with my master, ancestor and all the master uncles here, are you afraid that they will run away?"

Mo Li laughed and said, "Speaking of which, this time it was thanks to your ingenious calculation that you were able to catch them all in one go. The magic is deadly, and it really lives up to its reputation."

not good!

Xian Yutong's heart sank, he felt something was wrong!

Sure enough, the white-browed Eagle King's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted sharply:

"Xian Yutong!"

"Aren't you despicable, how dare you plot against this old man? Are you really not afraid that this old man will shake off your scandal?!"

Although he is old, his internal strength is astonishing. At this moment, under the anger, his voice is like thunder, echoing all over the mountain!
All the masters of the Ming Cult also looked at Xian Yutong with extreme resentment, wishing to devour him alive!

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(End of this chapter)