The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 73
The three of them went separately, one south and one north going down the mountain.

Mo Li was dressed in black, and he strolled leisurely on the mountain road, his brows were full of calmness, and a hint of joy could be seen faintly.

To kill Yang Xiao in this battle, for him, it was not only fame, but more importantly, he solved a knot in his heart and touched his own way for the first time.

Killing Ji Xiaofu made him feel a little unhappy, but after killing Yang Xiao, his state of mind suddenly became brighter, and his sword intent increased. Although he didn't have a sword at his waist, the heart of his sword was already transparent, and he was in harmony with the world. Nature seems to be a little closer.

A swordsman naturally needs to have a clear state of mind, be free from worries and doubts, and if the state of mind is lacking, the way of swordsmanship will naturally be lacking.

He and Yang Xiao had a duel at noon, and then went to Yang's mansion for a banquet, and then went back to the mountain to worship, when it was already dark.

It was summer night, and the stars were hanging high in the sky, so Li Li was not in a hurry to hurry. Seeing an abandoned Taoist temple by the road, he went straight in, preparing to rest for the night.

Zhongnan Mountain is a holy land of Taoism, and there are quite a lot of abandoned Taoist temples. Mo Liyi is a bold man, and he is not afraid to enter it alone. It is hot in summer, and he doesn't even bother to light a fire, but just finds a corner. He assumed the posture of five hearts facing the sky, and began to meditate and practice exercises.

During his breathing, his true energy traveled to the sky, wisps of hot air radiated from his whole body, covering a radius of about Zhang, and snakes, insects, rats and ants all circled around, but within a few breaths, his whole body As if he had disappeared, although he was still exuding heat, he was integrated into a whole with everything in the ruined temple. No, to be precise, he was integrated into the space between heaven and earth.

This feeling is very strange, although Li Li has not opened his eyes, he can see everything around tens of feet, regardless of the front and back, he seems to have turned into the wind, turned into grass, if there are experts nearby, just If you rely on air induction, you may think that this place is just a cloud of air!
Unfortunately, there is no sword...

Mo Li felt a sense of disappointment for no reason. Since he learned swordsman, he has never left his sword all day long. The Ziwu sword has been with him for many years, and he has a lot of affection. Today, he returned it to Yin Liting. He really felt a little bit dissatisfied Give it up.

With a sword, he can comprehend the intent of the sword while cultivating true energy.

However, these negative emotions are fleeting. The Meridian Sword is related to the grievances and entanglements between Yin Liting, Ji Xiaofu, and Yang Xiao. He killed two of them, so it is really not suitable to hold it in his hand.

During the cultivation, time passed quickly, and it was midnight in a blink of an eye.

At this time, it was gradually getting colder outside, but Mo Li had the pure Yang Wuji True Qi to protect his body, so he was already protected from cold and heat, so he didn't notice it, but suddenly, a very familiar ray of sharp energy flashed from outside the temple The passing away immediately attracted Li Li's attention.

That air machine... seems to be the Meridian Sword?Could it be that the sixth uncle came here?
Mo Li moved in his heart, and at this moment, three chaotic footsteps came from outside, one light and two heavy, the familiar sharp aura was getting closer and stronger, while the sound of the three of them Stepping into the range of Li Li's perception, Mo Qi finally 'saw' the face of the person who came, it was Yin Liting, the Six Heroes of Wudang!

But at this time Yin Liting was very strange, he was holding the Meridian Sword in his hand, he looked back from time to time, his breath was messy, his footsteps were in a hurry, as if he was being chased by someone.

Soon, Li Li saw the person chasing him.

They were two middle-aged men, one fat and the other thin. The thin man was slightly shorter, with a bald head and sunken temples, while the fat man was strong and strong, with muscles all over his body, and there was a hairy black spot on his left cheek. The mole, the ominous aura on the two of them rushed towards their faces, giving Li Li a very familiar feeling, as if they had seen it somewhere before.

"Yin Liuxia, why are you running, our brothers won't take your life?" said the fat man, his words were full of cat-and-mouse jokes.

Yin Liting stood in front of the gate of the Taoist temple, panting heavily, and said: "Yin and the two are strangers to each other, there is no grievance or enmity, why bother to force each other?"

"No injustice or enmity? You actually said that there is no injustice and no enmity?"

The thin man snorted coldly, and said: "Your good nephew killed my three senior brothers. If my two brothers hadn't been free, they would have gone to your nephew to fight for life and death. How dare you say that there is no wrongdoing hatred?!"

"Second brother, why bother to talk nonsense with him, if you abolish him first, you will get back some interest!"

The fat man yelled sharply, and punched him with a strong wind, the strength was extremely heavy, Yin Liting lost a lot of internal energy when he was running away, so he didn't dare to hit it hard, and hurriedly turned sideways to dodge!
There was a muffled sound of 'Puff', but the fat man's two fingers were inserted straight into the bluestone of the courtyard wall, as easily as inserting two pieces of tofu.

"Shaolin Vajra Finger Power!"

Yin Liting's complexion changed, and he said angrily: "Okay, you are from Shaolin Temple, do you want to avenge the Wudang War?!"

The strength of the Vajra Finger is the secret of Shaolin Temple. In today's world, except Shaolin, no one knows such strong fingering!

At Zhang Sanfeng's [-]th birthday banquet in the past, three eminent monks from Shaolin Temple teamed up with the heads of the six major sects to attack Wudang Zhenwu's Seven Section Formation, but they were easily defeated.
Vajra finger force!

With a movement in his heart, Mo immediately understood the identity of the fat man.

In the past, he went to the Western Regions to search for Black Jade Broken Ointment, and killed several Vajra Sect masters. At that time, he learned that there were still two Vajra Sect members who were living abroad and took refuge in Yuan Ting. Could it be these two people?

While he was thinking about it, the fat man sneered and didn't answer, he punched Yin Liting again, at the same time, the skinny man also made a move, his fists were powerful and powerful, even surpassing the skinny man Not a lot!
Yin Liting didn't dare to take it head-on, turned his long sword around, and put himself on the defensive, but saw the sword light shining, and there were four soft bangs, Yin Liting groaned, and retreated a few steps, a trace of blood was already overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

It was the two opponents who punched his sword with four fists, the force was extremely fierce, even though his Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu was very powerful, he still couldn't resist and was injured by the opponent's strength.

Ferocious looks flashed across both fat and thin faces, and the thin man sneered, "Wudang swordsmanship is nothing more than that, Yin Liuxia, please enjoy it!"

After finishing speaking, he punched out his fists again, and the strong wind blew Yin Liting's cheek sorely, and the person hit Yin Liting's right arm joint!

If this punch is for real, Yin Liting may find it difficult to hold a sword again in this life!
But at this moment, a fierce sword intent suddenly shot up from the view, and the Meridian Sword in Yin Liting's palm buzzed, as if cheering for joy!
The fat and thin people only felt a chill enveloping their vitals, they couldn't help shaking their bodies, and they all stepped back several steps!

"Who said my Wudang swordsmanship is nothing more than this?"

A clear voice came, and then a black shadow flew out of the audience and landed in the middle of the three of them.

The two fat and thin people looked closely, and saw that the person who came was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in black, with delicate features, and full of heroic spirit, who was Li Li who showed his mighty power on the top of Zhongnan Mountain today?

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(End of this chapter)