The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 335 Restaurant
"Junior brother, do you want to beat Lin Jingyu?"

In a house in Dazhu Peak, Zhang Xiaofan clutched his chest and felt very uncomfortable, but in front of him stood a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, tall and tall, with extraordinary heroic spirit, who is it not Li Li?
Today he received Tian Buyi's slap, although there is no serious injury, the injury is serious, at least half a month will be needed to recuperate.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiaofan has a temperament that doesn't hold grudges, he changed to a dark-bellied male lead, and he made up his mind to go out of the mountain gate not too early.

"Brother, can I... can I beat him?"

Zhang Xiaofan didn't have too much confidence, said: "Everyone says he is the proud son of heaven, he can wield a sword after going up the mountain for more than three years, I... I only practiced to the third level now..."

He has been somewhat dull since he was a child, but since he went up to the mountain, Tian Buyi Sulai has been strict with his disciples, did not give him much encouragement, and seriously dampened his self-confidence.

In his heart, he was just an ordinary disciple with mediocre aptitude, thinking that one day he would be able to step into the realm of expelling things and let Tian Buyi take a look at him, then he would be extremely remarkable, how could he have thought that one day he would be able to be compared with Lin Jingyu?

"So what, there is still a year and a half, more than enough."

Mo Li smiled and said: "With me helping you, let alone Lin Jingyu, even Qi Hao, will definitely not be your opponent in the future."

He is telling the truth.

Zhang Xiaofan's aptitude is already good, what's even more rare is his perseverance, as long as he is well trained, he will surely shine in the future, and he will flourish in the Qingyun portal.

Zhang Xiaofan bowed his head in silence, apparently he didn't really believe that he could do this, even if he had cultivated Taiji Xuanqing Dao to the third level in three years.

Mo Li smiled. Many things are like this. If you don't see the final result, who knows what you will do in the end?

He took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom, and said: "This big yellow pill is specially ordered by Master to send it to me, it is quite effective in healing, you should take it quickly."

Zhang Xiaofan hesitated for a while, took the porcelain bottle, poured out a soybean-sized elixir and swallowed it, after a while, he felt a wave of warm air rising from his dantian first, and then spread to his limbs and top of his head, his whole body was very warm and comfortable, even his chest The faint pain also disappeared.

Surprised and delighted, he stood up and moved his body, and sure enough, everything was as usual, and the elixir worked wonders, which was unimaginable.He was overjoyed, and hurriedly said to Mo Li, "Thank you, senior brother."

"You kid, you should thank Master."

Mo Li smiled and said, "Don't blame Master for what happened today."

Zhang Xiaofan was startled, waved his hands again and again and said: "No, no, it's all my fault, I made the old man angry..."

"You really made Master and his old man angry."

Mo Li sighed and said: "Master, what a proud person, looking at the Qingyun Seven Peaks, up and down, how many people have higher morals than him? But you are in the Shoujing Hall, on our Big Bamboo Peak Master has lost a lot of face because of his territory, so it's no wonder Master can't hold back his anger."

Zhang Xiaofan was silent again.

After all, he is still young, not deeply involved in the world, and his thoughts are very simple.

It was just a play with a childhood friend, but it ended up like this, to him, he had never thought of it.

"It's my fault," he said.

Mo Li said: "Okay, this matter has been exposed, so we won't talk about who is right and who is wrong."

"If you want to make Master happy, you should practice hard. Qimai will defeat Lin Jingyu head-on, this is the truth."

"I……"

Zhang Xiaofan was about to say that he is no match for Lin Jingyu, but Li Li waved his hand and said: "Don't talk, listen to me, this formula must be memorized carefully."

Immediately, he uttered the first volume of that day's book word by word, repeated four or five times like this, but Zhang Xiaofan knew it by heart.

"This is the exercise I got by accident when I went down the mountain to visit Fenxiang Valley. It can be used as a reference with our Qingyun Sect's Taiji Xuanqing Dao, which is of great benefit to practice."

Li Li said with some anticipation: "I hope that when I go back to the mountain this time, I can see a different junior."

After several years of painstaking practice, Zhang Xiaofan has already known the preciousness of the practice formulas, and such formulas as the Tianshu, are broad and profound, and the obscure and difficult to understand are not inferior to Tai Chi Xuan Qingdao.

He only listened to it a few times, and he felt that the flow of spiritual power in his body was faintly accelerated, and in his mind, everything was full of enlightenment.

"Brother..."

Zhang Xiaofan was grateful, and said: "I will definitely practice hard, and I won't let you down!"

"it is good."

Li Li didn't say any more, he patted the other person's shoulder lightly, and said, "Take care of yourself."

Zhang Xiaofan nodded, said: "Brother, go slowly."

Li Li nodded, and walked towards the door, and soon reached the height of the Big Bamboo Peak.

Looking up at the endless sea of ​​clouds and the majestic seven peaks of Qingyun, Mo Li felt a flash of nostalgia, but then a crimson brilliance shot up into the sky, carrying him away without a trace.

……

Heyang City, Shanhaiyuan.

The busiest restaurant in Heyang City was already full of guests when it was almost noon.

Mo Li went in to eat, the shop waiter searched for a while, found an empty table in a corner for him.

"Guest officer, what do you want to eat?" The waiter in the shop asked very kindly.

"When you come to Shanhaiyuan, how can you not order 'Steamed Sleeping Fish'?" Mo Li laughed.

The waiter in the shop couldn't stop laughing when he heard that, and said: "Guest officer, you are really an expert, and you also know Shanhaiyuan's 'Steamed Sleeping Fish', this dish is famous all over the world."

Li Li nodded, and said: "For the rest of the dishes, pick up two or three dishes that you are good at, and serve them with a pot of good tea."

Yujian doesn't drink, and drinking doesn't Yujian.

People who don't leave far away naturally have to avoid these things.

"Okay, one serving of steamed Meiyu, three side dishes, and a pot of good tea!"

The waiter shouted loudly, someone wrote down the name of the dish and sent it to the kitchen.

But at this moment, a cold female voice was heard: "Nonsense, this sleepy fish is a special product of Zhugou Mountain in the south. It is thousands of miles away from here. How can it be transported here? Isn't your shop a lie? ?”

The two of them were startled by the voice, and they couldn't help turning their heads to look over.

On a table not far away, there were three people sitting, one woman and two men. The woman was wearing a lavender long dress with a light veil on her face. She couldn't see her face clearly, but the part of her skin that was exposed was snow-white; The two men were both dressed as scribes, one had a beardless white face and was extremely amiable, while the other showed a bit of majesty between his brows.

Needless to say, the speaker was the woman in the purple dress.

The shop waiter smiled and said: "What the guest officer said is true, but you don't know that the sleepy fish was indeed unique to Zhugou Mountain in the south a hundred years ago, but later Daoxuan of Qingyunmen passed by Zhugou Mountain and specially took the sleepy fish It was moved back and placed in the flooded river in Qingyun Mountain, and it has not only survived, but also gradually prospered. We are all thanks to the blessings of Immortal Daoxuan on Qingyun Mountain to have this blessing!"

Hearing the name of Immortal Qingyun Daoxuan, the three of them looked a little strange.

The white-faced scholar said with a smile: "Okay little girl, it's just a fish, why make a fuss about it."

Another middle-aged scribe with a majestic face cupped his hands at Mo Li from a distance, and then raised his teacup as a sign of respect.

Li Li also nodded at them, he had no other thoughts other than being curious about the face of the masked woman.

Shanhaiyuan serves food very quickly.

In the blink of an eye, all the fish and other dishes arrived in front of him. After walking for half a day, Mo Li's stomach was already empty, and he began to feast on it.

The taste of the dishes is nothing more than a word, it is first-class and wonderful, otherwise Shanhewan would not enjoy a great name in this Heyang City.

Especially the steamed sleepy fish, which is fragrant, smooth and tender, and sweet in the mouth, which makes people intoxicated.

While Li Li was eating deliciously, the voices of the people at the table next to him caught his attention.

The people at the table were dressed as merchants, and they must have traveled a long way.

A man with a big beard said: "One month later, it will be Marshal Lu's [-]th birthday. I don't know if you and I will be able to go to the capital in time to celebrate his birthday."

A younger man smiled and said: "Brother Zhang, don't panic, my younger brother has already prepared for this matter, and I have already asked my wife to recite the birthday gifts of both of you and me. Even if our brother fails to return in time for this trip, it will not hurt."

Lu Shuai, the former General Lu Jiu, Lu Xueqi's father?

Li Li was taken aback for a moment, recalling the previous scene.

If he hadn't escorted the other party to the capital and never left him along the way, he wouldn't have met Master Shuiyue through him, and he wouldn't have been admitted to Qingyun's sect because of Master Shuiyue. It can be said that the other party has a great favor for him.

When he celebrates his birthday, he naturally wants to come to congratulate him.

Mo Li was moved, but he thought of Fenxiang Valley again. Perhaps, this is the cause and effect, and what is owed to others must be repaid after all, otherwise Dao Xin will be hindered, which will naturally hinder his practice.

Although he gave Lu Xueqi the acacia bell as a gift, he really never repaid Lu Jiu.

Vaguely, I remember the other party's ambition, which is to put down the northern captives and bring peace to the world.

I don't know, after so many years, has his ambition been realized?

Thousands of thoughts floated in Mo Li's head, and suddenly he heard a person sneer and say: "Shuai Lu's birthday, I'm afraid it will be an uneasy one, the Great Khan of the Golden Horde has sent the Living Buddha to go south to the capital, and if he wants to do harm to Shuai Lu, it is impossible to say that Shuai Lu His fiftieth birthday is the date of his death!"

Mo Li had heard of the name of the living Buddha of the North Land when he first came to this world. He was indeed a first-class master in the martial arts, and he was respected as much as the national teacher and others who died in his hands. If he assassinated him, Lu Jiu would die Under heavy protection, I'm afraid it's still very dangerous.

"You are presumptuous, how dare you curse Lu Shuai!"

The bearded man had a bad temper. He slapped the table and stood up, swearing.

His companion said: "Shuai Lu has worked hard in the past five years. Not only did he repel the northern Hulu army several times, but he also went deep into the northwest desert, plowing the courtyard and sweeping the caves, killing the Hulu. He has done great merit to the people of the world, and so on. Slander, can you be worthy of your own conscience?!"

All the people eating in the lobby had angry expressions on their faces. It was obvious that what this person said was true, and Lu Shuai was extremely popular.

As for the man who sneered just now, not only was he not afraid when he saw this, he pointed to his forehead and said, "Why, only Lu Jiu is allowed to stab me into exile, why don't I scold him a few words?"

"Besides, the one who wants to kill him is the Great Khan of the Golden Tent. You see what I am doing, if you have the guts to kill that Living Buddha, kill that Khan!"

There was a word prison tattooed on his forehead, presumably because he had a grudge with Lu Jiu, although his speech was not very pleasant, but the truth was there, the murderer was a Living Buddha, so what did it have to do with him?
Everyone glared at him, but they couldn't help beating drums in their hearts. If it is really that Living Buddha, there is really no one in this world who can control him.

Since the inexplicable death of the national teacher and the sword god who stopped Lu Jiu from entering Beijing a few years ago, there has not been a great master in the Chinese martial arts world. Now, there is only one demon queen who can deal with the Living Buddha, and it is this person He belongs to the Demon Sect and has enmity with the imperial court. It is good not to make trouble, let alone help Lu Jiu fight against the Living Buddha?

Li Li listened to everyone's discussion and looked at their faces, feeling a little dazed for a while.

Ever since he entered Qingyun, he has lost touch with the rivers and lakes and the world. What he has seen and heard in the past is how to cultivate Taoism and become an immortal.

But today in this mountain and river garden, hearing people talking about the northern captives and the rivers and lakes, he couldn't help but go back to the past for a while, the glorious years when he was in his hand and ruled the world.

It's just that the past is over, and he can't go back after all.

Although the matter of Fenxiang Valley is too late, there is no need to rush it, but Lu Jiu's life may be in danger right now.

Mo Li thought about it for a while, but he stood up, walked to the side of the two merchants, and said: "You two are invited, look at the appearance of the two, you must be merchants who have traveled far, have you ever misunderstood?"

Those two people who came forward to talk to each other were a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with a sword in his hand, with delicate features, extraordinary heroism, and a gentle smile on his face.

The bearded man said: "Brother's eyesight is not bad, my brother and I are going to buy some medicinal materials to the south this time, I don't know what's the matter with little brother?"

"It's nothing else. I just heard what the two said just now that Shuai Lu passed his birthday. I want to go to the capital to congratulate him, but I don't have a map. I wonder if the two big brothers can sell me a roll of maps?"

Mo Li laughed.

Although he flies fast with his sword, he always needs a map to point him out. He has never been to the land of the capital. If he goes there rashly, he is afraid that he will get lost like the last time he went down the mountain.

"That's what happened."

The bearded man smiled, found a roll of maps from his luggage, and said, "Since it is to congratulate Lu Shuai, then this is a gift from the two of us to my little brother."

"How's that for?"

Mo Li waved his hands again and again, and the three of them pushed and shoved, but in the end, Mo Li left two taels of silver.

He took the map and left the restaurant, but the woman in purple who was sitting beside him was moved and said: "Sect Master, this kid looks like Qingyun's disciple."

The white-faced scholar said with a smile: "The sword he is carrying is also of extraordinary quality. It must have a strong background. The old Poison God and the others have been planning for a long time in the northern border, so don't be hit by this kid."

The middle-aged scribe looked at Li Li's leaving back, and said calmly, "That's Wan Du Sect's own business, and it has nothing to do with us. Our top priority is to find Liubo Mountain."

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(End of this chapter)