The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 21 Going Down the Mountain
Most of the martial arts in Shaolin Temple are fierce and fierce. After successful practice, they are extremely powerful, among which the powerful Vajra Palm is a typical example.

Yu Daiyan's injury was caused by Shaolin's powerful Vajra Fingers.

The strength of this finger is unparalleled, and it has been cultivated to a high level. With a body of flesh and blood, it is easy to open a stele, crack a stone, or smash iron and gold.

This fingering method is an undisclosed secret of Shaolin Temple. The Wudang sect always believed that Yu Daiyan was injured because of Shaolin Temple's actions. Only Mo Li knew that it was all a good thing done by the King Kong Sect of the Western Regions.

This sect was created by Huogong Toutuo, who betrayed Shaolin Temple in the past. All the masters in his sect obeyed Yuan Ting's orders, and Yu Daiyan was injured because Cheng Kun secretly mobilized Yuan Ting's masters.

But just like the Bone Forging Chapter of the Book of Changes on him, he knows many things, but he can't say them.

How can a young boy who grew up on Wudang Mountain know so many things?
Mo Li didn't dare to go down the mountain easily, not to mention that Cheng Kun has been making troubles behind his back, staring at Mingjiao and the six major sects, this world is the end of the dynasty, it's very chaotic, and he has no power to protect himself. It is easy to lose your life.

Fortunately, his martial arts are very good now, except for a few top masters in the world, no one can do anything to him, and there is no danger in going down the mountain.

In the early morning, just as the bell on Wudang Mountain rang, Li Li was already standing at the entrance of the Taoist temple.

He changed out of his Daoist robe, and wore a green shirt with a long sword on his waist, which looked like a young hero in the Jianghu.

Except for Zhang Sanfeng, all the Seven Heroes came to see him off.

Song Qingshu sighed a little: "Junior Brother, I never thought you would go down the mountain ahead of me!"

Although he is the same age, his martial arts are vastly different. Song Qingshu is now mastering the Twelve Classics, and there is still some gap between him and a second-rate expert. Wudang's rules, or the rules of the world's famous schools, are not as good as those of his disciples. It is not allowed to go down the mountain when you reach the second-rate realm.

One is that the martial arts are not enough, the experience is not good, but it is not beautiful to lose one's life, and the other is that you are afraid of losing the prestige of the sect.

"I see that in three or two years, senior brother, you are going to go down the mountain. At that time, you and I will not be able to make a name for yourself with Wudang dual swords, so that the seven heroes of Wudang will not be able to excel." Mo Li said with a smile.

The two of them grew up together since they were young, and their relationship is very good, and Li Li always helps Song Qingshu fulfill some small wishes, which makes Song Qingshu love this junior very much.

It's just a pity that Li Li still doesn't know what Song Qingshu's wish is!
Maybe it's just like the original book, marrying Zhou Zhiruo?
Mo Li didn't care about this issue for the time being. Firstly, Zhou Zhiruo was still young at this time, and secondly, he saved Zhang Cuishan, which changed the plot. Mo Li didn't know how big the butterfly effect was.

"Li'er, take this sword with you."

Mo Shenggu handed over a long sword and said: "It's your first time going down the mountain, it's always better to have a sharp blade for self-defense."

Li Li took a look at the long sword, only to see that the long sword was simple in style, black and white interlaced on the blade, and the edge was restrained, it was obviously a magic weapon.

"My Meridian Sword!"

Yin Liting showed shock, then said angrily: "Okay, old Qi, take my sword and send Li'er away!"

"What is your sword? You lost to me in a bet!" Mo Shenggu said confidently.

Yin Liting snorted, but said to Mo Li: "Li'er, this is the only weapon that your Aunt Ji gave me, you have to cherish it."

Hearing this, Mo Li couldn't help sighing in his heart, this Yin Liting is also a miserable person, not to mention that his fiancée was raped by Yang Xiao, but Ji Xiaofu also fell in love with Yang Xiao, and gave birth to a child named Yang Buhui. where? !

Thanks to Jujue Shitai general Ji Xiaofu killed, otherwise it will spread, how will the world see the Wudang and Emei factions, and how will Yin Liting behave?
However, he didn't show the slightest bit on his face, he just smiled and said: "Don't worry, Sixth Uncle, this sword of yours is in my hands, it will definitely be cut to the last, and it will never be humiliated!"

He made up his mind in his heart, looking for opportunities in the future, he will not spare Yang Xiao!
"Okay, it's getting late, Li'er, hurry up and get on your way."

Song Yuanqiao handed over a small bag and said, "Be careful all the way, don't try to be stubborn, write a letter back to the mountain to invite us to help."

"Yes, Master!"

Mo Li responded, and then walked down the mountain.

Although it was the last years of the dynasty at this time, Wudang was located in Jingchu, a land of fish and rice, and the people could still have enough food and clothing for the time being, so it was fighting in the rivers and lakes, because there was a Wudang faction in town, and no gang dared to do anything wrong for hundreds of miles around.

But after Mo Li had traveled for a few days and got out of the Wudang faction's sphere of influence, he immediately felt the real world!

Chaos, chaos!
Rebels from all walks of life revolted, and Yuan Ting sent troops to suppress them. Hungry people and thieves were everywhere.

Basically, within two hills, there will be a wave of bandits blocking the way.

Fortunately, Mo Li was strong in martial arts, so he wasn't afraid of bandits, and the journey was safe and sound.

It's just that the farther he went to the northwest, the more hungry people became homeless. He felt compassionate and gave all the money that Song Yuanqiao gave him to the hungry people, and it became difficult for him to eat.

Fortunately, there are many benevolent people in this world who are "good at giving". Even if they have high walls, many thugs, and bad personalities, under Li Li's sword, they can always speak calmly, even willingly. He donated a lot of family property to help the victims, and by the way, supplemented money for Mo Shaoxia.

Along the way, the most hateful thing is the Mongolian soldiers.

These people are extremely cruel, killing innocent people indiscriminately, and raping women. Mo Li basically killed one by one, but the government of the Yuan court's prefectures and counties produced a lot of wanted documents, just using ancient criminal investigation methods to catch Mo Li. , basically equal to wishful thinking!
After half a month of rushing on the road, Mo Li arrived at the boundary of Chang'an on this day, feeling exhausted all over his body, and immediately thought of taking a day off.

Chang'an is an important place in Guanzhong, the ancient capital of several dynasties, even under the rule of the Yuan court, it is still very prosperous.

Mo Li found a bigger restaurant, strode in, slapped a piece of silver on the table, and said, "Xiao Er, choose some dishes you are good at, and open a room for me."

The shop waiter immediately nodded and said, "Yes, young master, just wait a moment."

Mo Li sat at the table and drank tea quietly, while listening to the people around him discussing the affairs of Jianghu.

He only knew that the Vajra Gate was in the Western Regions, but he didn't know the exact location. He had to inquire more about this way to the northwest.

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw two beggars sitting on a table in the corner eating and drinking, with a few cloth bags hanging around their waists, and his heart moved immediately!
The beggar gang is the largest gang in the world today. Although the martial arts of the gang leaders of the past generations are no longer what they used to be, but when it comes to the number of people and the sensitivity to inquire about news, no one can match it!
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(End of this chapter)