The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 83 Separation
The summer sun was scattered, and the cool morning breeze was blowing. Mo Li woke up in a daze, only feeling a tingling pain in his head like a needle prick.

Was drunk?
Thinking back on what happened last night, Li Li only remembered chatting with Uncle Liu at the small wine stand, but he couldn't remember anything about the rest of it.

It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be...

Mo Li sighed secretly, in a state of drunkenness, his strength plummeted, and his mind was in a state of confusion. If someone took the opportunity to retaliate, why would he and Sixth Uncle die here together?

It's wrong to drink...

With a sigh of emotion, he turned his head and saw that Yin Liting was also lying on the side sleeping soundly, covered with the same thin quilt as his body, and there was a wine jar beside him, he couldn't help but feel amused in his heart, the majestic Wudang Six Heroes and him, the newly released sword god, actually sleep on the streets like beggars, and the rumors really make people laugh out loud.

However, they were really kind-hearted people, and even covered the two of them with bedding.

While lamenting that there are still many good people in the world, Mo Li stepped forward and called Yin Liting, "Sixth Uncle, wake up Sixth Uncle!"

Yin Liting slowly opened his eyes, seeing that it was Li Li, he frowned in pain and said: "Drink too much, you brat didn't stop Sixth Uncle from ordering yesterday."

Can you blame me for this, isn't it your old man who wants to drink it himself? !
Mo Li was angry and funny, but he didn't dare to speak his mind, otherwise what would happen if Yin Liting was angry again?
"Then let's drink some...?" Li Li asked tentatively.

"You big-headed ghost, if Master finds out that you and I went down the mountain in such a dissolute way, maybe we don't know how to deal with you and me."

Yin Liting shook his head with a smile, stood up, looked at his clothes, and said: "Let's find a place to wash it first, how can I see Master with this appearance?"

"Uncle Six, what do you mean?!"

Mo Li's eyes widened and he said, "You want to go back to the mountain?!"

"That's right, wasn't what you said last night very good?" Yin Liting asked back.

"What's wrong with being a man without a wife!" Mo Li replied subconsciously.

"Wrong, you brat, you don't even have a confidante, you only think about your wife..."

Yin Liting gave Mo Li an angry look, and said, "It's about focusing on martial arts!"

He paused and said: "Master, the old man studies heaven and man. As his disciples, we will carry forward his old man's martial arts."

"It's good to concentrate on martial arts!"

As long as you don't spend your days with alcohol like the previous two days and give up on yourself, let alone practicing martial arts, even cultivating immortals is also very good!
Mo Li hurriedly responded: "When I went down the mountain, the old master said that besides Taijiquan, another Taiji swordsmanship has also taken shape. Sixth Uncle, you can help me when you return to the mountain at this time!"

"Master, his old man's martial arts attainments, such as Taijiquan, Taijijian and other unique skills that laid the foundation of my Wudang lineage, how can I get a hold of it?"

He shook his head and smiled, and said to Li Li: "I know what you mean, I am afraid that I will be like the past few days, but the dead cannot be resurrected, and the living always have to look forward."

When it comes to people who die and cannot be resurrected, he still has a gloomy look on his face, which shows that the matter of Ji Xiaofu still has traces in his heart.

"Sixth Uncle, it's good that you can think like this." Li Li said with a sense of relief.

It's not in vain that he has followed without sleep for the past few days!
"Let's go, find a place to wash and change into clean clothes." Yin Liting smiled.

The two of them were on the road for several days, Mo Li paid a little attention to his appearance, but Yin Liting was like a walking corpse, his body was so tattered that he didn't look good anymore.

The two of them went to the clothing store in the town to buy two new clothes, and found a bathhouse to wash off the dirt from their bodies. When they got out, there were two handsome gentlemen standing on the street with long swords hanging from their waists, heroic and famous. The demeanor of the disciples of the Dapai is unmistakable, causing passers-by to peek at them from time to time.

"Uncle Six, are you really not going to Kunlun with me?" Mo Li asked.

Yin Liting shook his head and said: "I'm tired, I just want to go back to the mountain to rest for a few days, besides, with your martial arts, you don't need my help, and if you can't find the Nine Suns Scripture, Wuji is not Can I still go to the Emei School?"

While taking a bath in the bathhouse, Mo Li told Yin Liting about going to Kunlun to find the scriptures of the Nine Suns, but he had the option of visiting Emei as a base, and he was obviously not interested in going to Northwest Kunlun to try his luck.

It's just that he didn't care, but Li Li did.

Zhang Wuji is very lucky, and he is very good at attracting girls' affection. If he is allowed to go to Mount Emei, how can Zhou Zhiruo want Song Qingshu's share?
"Li'er, have a safe journey!"

Yin Liting cupped his hands at Mo Li, and then strode towards the south side of the official road.

At that time, the scorching sun was in the sky, and Yin Liting's back gradually became blurred. Thinking of all the things that Uncle Yin had encountered on this trip, Mo Li couldn't help repeating the previous words and shouted: "Uncle Liu, where is there no fragrant grass at the end of the world? You old man must take care of your health, why don't you have a wife if you are a man!"

"once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking……"

Yin Liting's voice came from far away, he didn't turn his head, he just waved his hands at Mo Li, his steps were steady, his back was heavy, it made people feel a sense of desolation.

Not long after, his back completely disappeared from the official road, and Mo Li looked at the direction he was leaving, and couldn't help being a little lost for a moment.

The sun was shining brightly, casting golden light, the mountains and fields were empty, and the noise of pedestrians in the town could be faintly heard.

There was a wind blowing, and the young man in his green shirt fluttered.

Li Li turned around and looked to the north, without any hesitation, strode towards the north.

……

One month later, a small town at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

"Amitabha!"

A young monk dressed in shabby clothes shouted into a tavern with a beggar in his hand, "Shopkeeper, please do me a favor. This poor monk hasn't had water or rice for three days."

"Go, go, go!"

The waiter in the shop looked impatient, and said: "Where is the monk who is begging for food, go away, in this world, you still want to eat without money?!"

Seeing this, the monk begged softly: "I beg the shopkeeper, you will be rewarded for being a good person, but if you have leftovers, just donate some to the little monk. If you do something merciful, the Buddha will bless you." Bandai."

"Go away, if you don't leave, I will do it!"

The waiter in the shop was not moved at all, he lifted up his clothes and was about to make a move.

A gleam of anger flashed in the young monk's eyes, and he was about to turn around and leave, when he heard someone behind him say loudly: "Bring two steamed buns for this master, and I will count them on my account."

The monk turned his head suddenly, but he saw a young man with handsome features behind him at some point. This young man was wearing a green shirt, with a long sword hanging from his waist. People can't help but have a good impression.

The person who came was Li Li.

"Thank you for the benefactor." The monk bowed to Li Li.

"Master, you are welcome."

Mo Li nodded to him, raised his hand and took out a small ingot of broken silver, handed it to the waiter who was standing still, and said, "Go quickly."

……

(End of this chapter)