Zongwu: Your wife and I are really in love with each other.

"Finally we have arrived at Zhongnan Mountain!"

Zhongnan Mountain, with its steep terrain, graceful peaks and lush forests, has been a landscape resort praised by literati since ancient times.

During the heyday of the Song Dynasty, Zhongnan Mountain became a place where scholars and Taoists gathered. Not only was it praised by many literati, but it was also regarded as the place where the Taoist Quanzhen sect was the bishop.

The carriage walked on the mountain road of Zhongnan Mountain. As the footsteps moved briskly, a cultural atmosphere of local customs and customs emerged spontaneously.

Surrounded by the majestic mountains, people can lean over and feel the wonder of the mountains and rivers. In front of them are scattered pine trees and boulders. The neat and beautiful stone road extends forward, making people feel like they are in a fresh and pleasant ink world.

It makes everyone feel that the surrounding scenery is like a picture of constant applause, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Looking at the top of the mountain from a distance, you can often see clouds and mist, like ethereal fairies, which makes people obsessed with this mystery and beauty.

"What a nice place!"

After two days' journey, the carriage finally arrived at Zhongnan Mountain.

After these two days, Zhao Tianyou seemed to have accepted his fate. He no longer made any noise or fuss. Instead, he pestered Wang Yuyan every day, learning and reciting the martial arts secrets of various sects.

Wang Yuyan was very protective of her sister, who was only a few years younger than herself, so even though she was in a bad mood, she still spent a whole night memorizing all the secrets she knew.

These unique skills are placed above the martial arts world, and they are all good martial arts that are eagerly sought after by thousands of people. But at this moment, Wang Yuyan didn't care about their value at all and gave them to Zhao Tianyou directly.

Although Zhao Tianyou didn't say anything, he was deeply grateful to Wang Yuyan in his heart, so he studied harder and harder.

Li Mochou shook his head.

"If you were so diligent and hardworking before, why would I send you here.

However, now that we are here.

There's no use in cramming for you. You can live here peacefully. In two or three years, I will come back to inspect you. If you meet my standards, I will naturally take you away. "

Zhao Tianyou did not refute, but continued to silently recite more martial arts formulas.

"The Quanzhen Sect was also a major sect in the world in the early years. Especially when Wang Chongyang was still alive, he was almost the leader of the righteous path in the entire world. Every time the Quanzhen Sect held a celebration, the major sects in the world would They sent people to attend to express their respect for Wang Chongyang. Even Wudang’s Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenren came several times. But since Wang Chongyang’s death, the Quanzhen Sect has become worse day by day, and now it has completely It has been reduced to a second-rate sect. Not only are there no young talents in the sect, but even the old guys are dying. If there is no genius who emerges from the sky, it will take more than ten years at most for the whole world to be complete. If you teach, you will be completely defeated." Li Mochou's tone was calm but full of disdain. She also grew up on Zhongnan Mountain, so she naturally knows everything about Zhongnan Mountain.

Naturally, I know nothing about the Quanzhen Sect.

She almost watched the Quanzhen Sect decline from its peak.

When going up the mountain, the carriage did not take the main road, but walked on a small road under Li Mochou's command. Although this path is rugged, it is extremely smooth, but it is covered with rotten leaves. Now, winter has completely entered. Although the cold wind has not reached the point of biting, you can still feel the obvious chill.

Su Quan was now organizing Zhao Tianyou's clothes. She packed almost all the clothes that she couldn't wear for Zhao Tianyou.

I heard Li Mochou's words.

Su Quan said with a smile: "This place should be considered your home, right? Who would have thought that the famous Chilian Fairy Li Mochou would actually be sitting next to the Quanzhen Sect."

Li Mochou shook her head and said, "In order to be able to go down the mountain, I completely left the ancient tomb. This place can no longer be regarded as my home." As he spoke, Li Mochou looked at Wu Gong affectionately. : "Besides, for me now, only a place with Wu Lang can be considered my home."

Su Quan rolled his eyes.

"I really can't stand you!"

While he was speaking, seven or eight disciples wearing Taoist robes emerged from the grass ahead. The carriage was immediately stopped.

Li Mochou frowned, opened the car curtain and jumped out.

Although she is no longer a member of the Tomb Sect.

But this is her home after all, and she is also the local leader here.

Not many people know about this road. Even people from the Quanzhen Sect have absolutely no idea that there is such a road up the mountain.

But I didn't expect that this place would also be guarded by people from the Quanzhen Sect.

"Who are you? Why do you want to go up the mountain from here? Please tell us your name quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."

The leader was a wretched middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties.

He has deer-like eyebrows and rat-like eyes, a very wretched face, a greasy face, two mustaches on one left and one on the right, a mole on his face, and his ears drooping down.

I don’t know how he was born, and why he was born so ugly?

Li Mochou was too lazy to talk nonsense with them.

He rolled the Fu Shen around his waist violently, and then struck it hard on the big tree next to him. The tough Fu Shen was like a razor.

He quickly cut off the middle of the big tree next to him, caught the big tree with his hands the moment it fell, and then threw it towards the Quanzhen Sect disciple in front of him. The speed was so fast, deafening, and so powerful that it made people feel uncomfortable. It feels shocking.

But Li Mochou still held back after all. If these Quanzhen Sect disciples had dared to block her way, she would have swung them away and wouldn't have given them any space or room to survive. .

Seeing the big tree approaching, these disciples of the Quanzhen Sect scurried away as if they had reacted, and then fled into the woods in embarrassment.

Only two or three guys who didn't have enough skills and slow reaction speed were hit by the big tree, and for a while, the screams could be heard tragically.

"Don't worry about them. Someone will naturally come to collect the bodies."

Li Mochou was about to walk back to the carriage, but suddenly stopped, then turned back to look between the woods on the side, and quickly rushed in.

But a figure was faster than her. It was Su Quan who was supposed to be standing on the carriage. Su Quan was wearing a light green dress. The robe on her body was billowing constantly, and she was rushing forward like a green butterfly. Entered the forest.

Soon, a Mongolian wearing a sheepskin hat emerged from the forest.

"Ok?"

"Why are they Mongolians again?"

Wu Gong's tone was a little strange.

He had some doubts, had he returned to the Song Dynasty now?

How can we meet Mongolians here?

When the Mongolian saw that he had fallen into the enemy's hands, he bit off his tongue without any hesitation, and then fell to the ground convulsing with blood vomiting from his mouth.

Wu Gong sneered, green lightning flashed quickly on his hand.

The Mongolian man only felt his whole body tremble, and then his body was completely out of his control. He began to tremble violently, and the tongue that had just been bitten off grew again.

"Want to die? You are not allowed to die!" (End of Chapter)