The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 207
Everyone in the arena wants to be famous, and the fastest way to become famous is to step on the shoulders of other famous masters.

Mo Li did it.

One person and one sword, beheaded dozens of masters of the Songshan School, including the five great protectors of the Songshan School!
More importantly, his age was no more than twenty by anyone!

At the age of the weak crown, in front of more than a thousand heroes from the rivers and lakes, he shook the masters of the Songshan School and won the battle. Such a legendary story, as the more than a thousand heroes in Liu's mansion dispersed, spread in an instant Rivers and lakes!
All over the world, in the streets and alleys, everyone is discussing this young swordsman with a mysterious background.

He became famous overnight and the world knew him, and he was talking about Li Li!
Hengyang City, inside a teahouse at the gate of the city.

At this time, it had been three days since the great battle, but Hengyang City was still full of excitement, and the masters of all walks of life could not be gone in a day or two.

The teahouse was bustling with people, only the sound of a gavel was heard, and the crowd suddenly fell silent. A storyteller stood in front of the table and shouted loudly: "The turmoil in the world is evil, and there are heroes who come out. Today, let's talk about the sword demon Mo Li rushed to the crown and became a woman and child in anger, beheading hundreds of masters of the Songshan School!"

"However, Ding Mian, who is called the King of Tota in the Songshan School, is extremely arrogant, looks down on Mo Li, and bluntly said that if he hinders the actions of the Songshan School, he will be cut into pieces. Do you want the Songshan faction to bully the women and children of the Liu family?"

"The two sides couldn't reach an agreement, Ding Mian let out a grinning grin and uttered killing words. Hundreds of masters from the Songshan School swarmed up, and the shadows of swords and swords cast a chill on Liu's residence!"

"It was too late, it was too soon, Mo Li pulled out his long sword, and suddenly, a black light flashed in the sky, but a ghost king with a red face and fangs appeared out of thin air. Following Li Li's order, the ghost king sternly shouted, his big hand With one piece, the heads of all the masters of the Songshan School were taken off!"

"It turns out that this Young Hero Mo Li Mo is the descendant of our Xiangxi Exorcism Sect. He can exorcise ghosts and ward off evil spirits, and he is always beneficial!"

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At a table near the window sat three young men, two men and a woman.

The woman was wearing a long pink dress, and she looked delicate and beautiful. When she heard the storyteller's words, she suddenly covered her cherry lips with her jade hand, and couldn't help "giggling", her voice was like a silver bell, which was extremely pleasant to the ear.

She smiled and said: "So you are the descendant of the corpse gate, and you can summon ghosts to kill you. Why are you so powerful?"

Opposite the woman, sat a young man with delicate features, dressed in a green shirt, full of heroic vigor and extraordinary handsomeness.

It's just that at this moment, he had a bit of self-deprecating wry smile on his face, and said, "Miss Yue, are you even laughing at me?"

"Although what the storyteller said is a bit bizarre, I think it makes sense."

Another young man said: "Brother Mo, I'm afraid your martial arts were taught by gods, otherwise how could you be so powerful?"

These three people are none other than Mo Li, Lin Pingzhi and Yue Lingshan.

That day after the Jinpen Washing Hands meeting, the heroes left separately. In order to thank Mo Li, the family members of the Liu family forcibly refused to let him go, and insisted that he stay for a few more days so that they could talk and express their gratitude.

As for the Huashan faction, it was because Linghu Chong was injured by Tian Boguang. Although his injury improved, he couldn't make it far, so he stayed in Liu's residence to rest for the time being.

But three days later, today is the day when Li Li is about to leave.

After bidding farewell to everyone from the Liu family and the Huashan faction, Yue Lingshan and Lin Pingzhi insisted on sending him off, and this was the scene in the teahouse.

Listening to Lin Pingzhi talking about the inheritance of martial arts, Mo Qi couldn't help flashing that old Taoist figure with white hair and childlike face, with a kind face, Zhang Sanfeng and his martial arts, in the eyes of ordinary people, I'm afraid they are really no less than gods.

It's just that this nickname...

From the sword god to the sword demon, the gap is big enough.

Mo Li knew that in the previous world, he was a disciple of the Wudang School, and his swordsmanship was superb, so everyone naturally had to give him some face, but in this world, he was an enemy of the Wuyue Sword School and killed so many people. People don't dare to trouble him, nicknames and other trivial matters, don't they dare to secretly molest him?
Putting away the thoughts in his mind, Mo Li said with a smile: "Brother Lin, there are no gods in this world. Martial arts are all practiced by yourself. Your parents have been rescued. You should practice hard on Mount Hua. With your aptitude, it's not a bad idea." In ten years, it will surely become famous all over the world."

If someone else said this, Lin Pingzhi would definitely not take it seriously. When he was the head of the escort, he heard too many such things.

It's just that the person who spoke was Li Li, one of the world's top masters, so he couldn't help but not believe it.

He cupped his hands excitedly and said: "Ping Zhi will definitely live up to the high expectations of Brother Mo, he is good at practicing kung fu, and he dare not slack off for a day!"

Li Li nodded and looked at Yue Lingshan again. He still had a good impression of this simple and kind-hearted beautiful girl who had saved his life.

Fortunately, now that Lin Pingzhi no longer bears the blood feud, and Yue Buqun can easily obtain the evil sword manual, presumably her tragic fate will not appear again.

He said: "Miss Yue, you saved my life. I am very grateful. It's just that there is always a banquet in the world. We don't know when we will see each other today. If you have any wish in the future, send someone to hold this thing." Tell Mo Mou, Mo Mou will help you do it."

While speaking, he casually took a wooden chopstick, raised his hand and stroked it lightly, then handed it over.

Yue Lingshan and Lin Pingzhi looked at the scratch and thought it was nothing special, they just thought it was Li Li who made a random mark, then Yue Lingshan took it and said: "Then I will accept it, but Brother Mo, you really don't want to return to us. Huashan, the rivers and lakes are very vicious, where can our Huashan be peaceful?"

Ever since she went south with Lao Denuo and returned to Hengyang, Yue Lingshan saw the slaughter family of the Qingcheng sect wiped out her family on the way, and also saw a bloody storm in Liu's house. See your mother at home.

"Although Huashan is good, I also have my own things to do, but..."

Mo Li thought of the person living in seclusion on Mount Hua, and said: "After I finish my work, I will definitely go to your Mount Hua to see the most powerful swordsmanship in the world."

Yue Lingshan didn't know that Mo Li was talking about the Dugu Nine Swords, and she only thought that she was praising her Huashan School's sword skills, but she was full of joy in her heart.

"With this cup of tea, I hope that when we meet in the future, the two of you will already be well-known young heroes and heroines in the Jianghu!"

Li Li picked up the teacup, touched the two of them, and drank it down in one gulp.

Putting down the cup, he cupped his hands towards the two, picked up the long sword, got up and left.

Yue Lingshan and Lin Pingzhi wanted to say something more to stay, but in the end they didn't say anything, they just said "Treasure" behind their backs.

It was still raining heavily when we came here, but the sun is shining brightly in Hengyang City today.

Passing through the Hengyang city gate, Mo Li looked at the sky, but his eyes were heading north.

The so-called Great Ming Rivers and Lakes are the real rivers and lakes. Although the Wuyue Sword Sect is powerful, it is only a small part of the righteous forces. However, in the capital, there are not only two great masters, but also two great forces of the imperial court. !

And there, there is also what he wants!
Heavenly cardamom!Millennium snow lotus!
These two rare medicines, the former can revive the dead, and the latter can cure all kinds of poisons, are hidden in the palace!
Just when Li Li was about to step away, there was a low and hoarse huqin sound from the opening of the city gate.

The sound of the zither is babbling, although it is melodious and pleasant, but it has a bit of bleak sorrow, just like the fallen leaves in autumn, the beauty is beautiful, but it makes people feel unhappy for no reason.

Mo Li looked intently, and saw a skinny old man walking over from the gate of the city. This man had a haggard face, and was wearing a long green cloth gown that was washed so that the green was white. Go to the rivers and lakes to sing and beg for money.

He was holding the huqin in his hand, his expression seemed a little intoxicated, but his eyes were shining brightly, looking straight at Li Li.

Looking at the huqin, feeling the fierceness hidden in the old man, Mo Li moved in his heart and said, "Xiaoxiang Yeyu, Mr. Mo Da."

Members of the Hengshan School especially like rhythm, Liu Zhengfeng likes to play the qin and flute, so he and Qu Yang became lifelong confidants, and Mo Da loves playing the erhu all over the world. He thinks it is elegant, and he likes the voice of the market, so even if Liu Zhengfeng washes his hands with a golden basin, this Mo Da never went to Liu's residence.

Mo Da stopped the huqin in his hand, and said with a little surprise: "Do you recognize this old man?"

"I was lucky enough to see senior's swordsmanship in the teahouse before." Mo Li said with a smile.

When he first came to Hengyang City, Li Li saw him cut off seven teacups with one sword, so he recognized him at a glance.

Mo Da pondered for a moment, he only made a move recently, he already knew where Li Li met him, he shook his head and said: "That day, it was the old man who made a fool of himself, daring to use an ax in front of the sword demon."

Sword Demon...

Mo Li curled his lips, feeling very uncomfortable with this name.

He said: "I don't know why Mr. Mo Da is looking for me?"

Hearing this, Mo Da showed a bit of sadness on his face, and said: "A few days ago, Your Excellency forced my junior brother Liu Zhengfeng to commit suicide. Although this matter is not your fault, as the head of the Hengshan School, watching the junior brother die tragically We need to ask for some explanation for him."

Speaking of this, he suddenly grasped the handle of Huqin, and said: "Your Excellency, please give it a try, my Hengshan School's Huifeng Luoyan Sword!"

As soon as the word 'sword' came out, the man had already pulled out his long sword. Under the scorching sun, there was a flash of cold light and fierce sword energy rushing towards his face. There were already nine sword shadows in front of Mo Li, each sword, They are all menacing, extremely fast, and go straight to his vital points everywhere!
It turned out that in the teahouse in the past, the person who cut off seven teacups with one sword was still not doing his best, but to prove that the people in the teahouse were talking nonsense!

A burst of enlightenment rose in Mo Li's heart, but he did not rush, and swung the sheathed sword in his hand, the movement was extremely slow, but there was the sound of howling wind from where the sword passed.

Mo Da only felt a dull feeling in his chest. He knew that the sword in the young man's hand seemed to be slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. The sense of contradiction in time and vision could only be wielded by the extraordinary level of martial arts. !
He didn't dare to be careless, the sword light in his hand became more and more fierce, and the Huifengluoyan sword was used to the extreme, between the sword light, it seemed that there were really nine wild geese flying down alternately!
The cold sword energy rushed towards Li Li, but before the sword light arrived, countless deep sword marks were cut on the ground!
But at the next moment, Mo Da's expression suddenly changed!
But seeing that the opponent's sheathed sword collided with his long sword, there was no sound, but a strange sticky force bloomed from it, and the wild geese condensed by the nine sword lights fled in a hurry. The shadows of the swords all over the sky dissipated, leaving only a very thin and narrow long sword on a simple sheathed long sword, unable to move.

Mo Da wanted to drive the long sword, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't move it.

"You are defeated."

Mo Li smiled and said, without any excitement on his face, as if defeating the head of the Hengshan School was as easy as crushing an ant with his feet.

"I lost..."

Mo Da shook his head, his face was full of bitterness, he let go of the hilt of his sword, and said: "Hearing is believing, seeing is believing. Unexpectedly, your swordsmanship is really as powerful as the legends, but what Mo Mou never imagined is... ..."

He paused, looked at Li Li's sword, and said, "You are actually a Wudang disciple!"

Exquisite swordsmanship from various sects and sects in the rivers and lakes is by no means a minority. However, like the swordsmanship that Mo Li used just now, which seems to be slow, solid and quick, and uses softness to overcome rigidity, there is only Wudang School's Taiji swordsmanship. Reminiscent of that battle, The Wudang Cotton Palm that Mo Li used to defeat Ding Mian, Mo Tianran could easily guess Mo Li's identity.

"Wudang disciple..."

A look of nostalgia appeared in Mo Li's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant, his scabbard trembled slightly, and the narrow sword flew back into Mo Da's hand immediately, and he said: "It's just that I got the Wudang inheritance by luck, I can't be regarded as a Wudang disciple. "

Although there are Wudang sects in this world, without Zhang Sanfeng, Seven Heroes, Song Qingshu and other familiar faces, for Li Li, it is no longer that Wudang.

The Wudang School has been established for more than a hundred years and has recruited a wide range of disciples, just like Shaolin, how many unique skills have been passed on outside the school, it is not surprising that Mo Li has encountered such a situation.

Mo Da didn't go into the details, said: "Aren't you going to kill me?"

Mo Li shook his head and said with a smile: "Although the senior's swordsmanship is fierce, but it does not contain murderous intent, why did Mo want to kill the senior?"

"It seems that the rumors in Jianghu are wrong."

Mo Dao: "The so-called sword demon kills people like hemp, but it's just rumors. Our Hengshan faction has always been clear about grievances and grievances. The death of Junior Brother Liu is what he deserved. You saved his family, but it is my Hengshan faction's favor." .”

"The old man knows that with your martial arts, I can't help Hengshan much, but in the future, if there is anything that can be used by my Hengshan faction, just open your mouth."

With a wave of his sleeve, a silver light flew towards Li Li immediately.

Li Li took a look, but it was a beautifully crafted token, made of cooked copper, with the word Hengshan written on it.

"Hengshan faction disciples, seeing the order is like meeting the master!"

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(End of this chapter)