Traveling through Tianlong: Starting from the Zhenlong chess game

Chapter 5 Trip to Dali

Zhao Mu took the portrait and map and was about to say something.

Wu Yazi took a breath and said, "Good disciple, go and ask your senior brother to come in. I have something to tell him as a master."

Zhao Mu did not hesitate, but nodded and left the cave directly.

He knew that Wu Yazi was about to run out of gas, so he didn't explain as he originally did. Instead, he called Su Xinghe, which must have been his last wish. Zhao Mu naturally did not dare to delay for a moment longer.

Besides, he came here for Wu Yazi's skills, and he also knew that the master would die after passing on the skills. It would be a bit hypocritical to kneel down in front of the master and say goodbye to him again.

Instead of pretending to care about Master, it would be better to fulfill Master's last dying wish as soon as possible.

After Zhao Mu came out of the cave, Su Xinghe was already waiting there.

Su Xinghe saw Zhao Mu's aura and the Qibao Ring on his finger, and roughly guessed it.

Although I couldn't bear it, I just sighed. After all, he is also over seventy years old, and he has long taken things like life and death lightly.

Zhao Mu said to Su Xinghe: "Elder brother, Master has something to tell you."

Su Xinghe nodded silently and quickly entered the cave without saying anything else.

Shi Qinglu, who was waiting outside, saw the ring in Zhao Mu's hand and immediately knelt down and said, "Disciple Shi Qinglu, please see the master master!"

Zhao Mu was startled by her sudden move, and then Zhao Mu said: "Mrs. Shi, there is no need to be polite. Madam Shi is much older than me. Although I have become a master, I will avoid such courtesy in the future if I can." "

Shi Qinglu knelt on the ground, bowed her head and cupped her hands and replied: "Reporting to the master, uncle, there is an order of honor and inferiority, and the etiquette cannot be discarded."

Zhao Mu looked at the ring in his hand, then put it in front of Shi Qinglu and said, "Then I give you orders as the head of Xiaoyao Sect."

Shi Qinglu saw that Zhao Mu had used the privileges of the master, so she immediately stood up and said, "Yes! I will obey the instructions of the master master."

Then Shi Qinglu changed his attitude and began to prepare tea and other snacks to entertain Zhao Mu. Zhao Mu was sitting at the stone table nearby, silently waiting for Su Xinghe to walk out.

After a while, Su Xinghe walked out of the cave. His face looks very strange now, with a little sadness on the left half of his face and a little joy on the right half of his face. The dumbfounding may be what Su Xinghe is talking about now.

Zhao Mu looked at Su Xinghe in front of him and stood up and asked: "Elder brother, master, this old man."

Su Xinghe clasped his hands behind his back, sighed slowly and said, "Master, he has passed away."

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Su Xinghe advised at this time: "Junior brother, there is no need to be sad. Master is nearly a hundred years old, and he fulfilled his last wish and died with a smile. Life, old age, illness and death are natural. Since it is natural, why should we feel sad? "

After saying that, Su Xinghe spread his hands and motioned for Zhao Mu to sit down. This pair of senior brothers who have forgotten their years sat face to face.

Su Xinghe personally poured tea for Zhao Mu, and then said: "I wonder what junior brother's plans are next? Are you going back to Yanyun first?"

Zhao Mu shook his head and said: "No! Although my mother is here, she is still young and has servants at home. Her family is well-off, so I don't need to worry about it. Before my death, my master asked me to go to Wuliang Mountain in Dali to find my uncle Xi. Wu. Although I have only known Master for a moment, we are still master and disciple. This is Master's last wish. I plan to go to Wuliang Mountain to fulfill Master's last wish."

Su Xinghe nodded silently after listening.

Su Xinghe said: "Since junior brother has made a decision, let's do it. Junior brother has now inherited the seventy years of master's skills, and also possesses some external boxing skills. Even if he swings his fist casually, he can break mountains and crack rocks. It's safe. There’s nothing to worry about.”

Zhao Mu asked: "What about you, senior brother? Now that the master has passed away, I don't know what senior brother's plans are now."

Su Xinghe looked at the burial place of his master. He gently stroked his beard and said, "Brother is getting older, and I don't want to interfere with political affairs anymore. Now that my master has passed away, my brother will no longer be deaf or dumb for the rest of his life." Gu, you have fulfilled your filial piety by guarding the master's tomb. All matters outside the valley will be left to you, junior brother." Zhao Mu stood up at this time, raised his hands to the senior brother and said: "Senior brother, don't worry, since the master has entrusted me with your orders, , I will definitely fulfill Master’s last wish, and after I complete my studies, I will kill the traitor to avenge Master.”

After hearing this, Su Xinghe smiled and nodded.

Then Su Xinghe looked at Shi Qinglu who was coming with tea. Su Xinghe said: "Qinglu, now your junior uncle has become the head of my Xiaoyao Sect. You and the other eight people are walking around the rivers and lakes. Be good in the future." Take care of him."

Shi Qinglu nodded and answered yes.

Su Xinghe said to Zhao Mu: "Junior brother, I have eight disciples, collectively known as the 'Eight Friends of Hangu'. Qinglu is one of them. They are also well-known in the world. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can If I return to the deaf and dumb valley to look for my brother, I can also look for them."

Zhao Mu also nodded silently.

Although the master was newly deceased and the disciples were required to observe mourning for three years, Zhao Mu had other things to do, so he only observed the mourning for three symbolic days.

Then Zhao Mu said goodbye to Su Xinghe and embarked on the journey to Dali. But before leaving, Zhao Mu also gave Shi Qinglu a task, which was to be a messenger for him and send a letter of safety to his mother in his hometown.

This time, my mother strongly opposed my trip. She left a letter and left without saying goodbye. Now that I have succeeded, I naturally want to give my family peace. It makes the mother feel at ease.

After Zhao Mu came out of the Valley of Heavenly Deafness and Dimuteness, he walked all the way south. He also changed his outfit along the way. No longer the bookish look before.

Instead, he wore cloth and a bamboo hat, and spent a few taels of silver to buy an iron sword. He looks like the image of a graceful "young hero" in his mind.

The mountains are high and the road is far, and we encountered a lot of troubles along the way.

But today, Zhao Mu, a common swordsman, relies on a set of Tai Chi swords and a set of Tai Chi he learned from Mr. Park, as well as the foundation of Wu Qin Xi's guiding aura, to guide Wu Yazi's seventy years of internal energy.

Although I dare not say that the power of this Wudang Kung Fu can match that of Er Zhang from later generations, it should far exceed that of the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

Those gangsters were beaten with three or two moves by him and they were scared to death. It was also the first time that Zhao Mu felt full of internal energy and how powerful his moves were.

More than a month later, Zhao Mu finally arrived in Dali.

But there are hundreds of thousands of mountains in Yunnan, and the map Wuyazi gave him was drawn by him decades ago. Not to mention that the corrosion in the damp and dark cave is not very clear, and many roads have also undergone great changes over the past few decades.

There was no electronic navigation in this era, he didn't have a compass on him, and the maps were unreliable. All his actions depended on asking questions. After Zhao Mu arrived in Dali, he walked around in circles for more than half a month, but never reached Wuliang Mountain.

Even though some kind-hearted villagers told him the right direction, there were too many side roads and Zhao Mu still lost his way.

That night, Zhao Mu was still walking in circles on the path in the mountain forest.

Looking at the map in his hand, he didn't know where he was now. You can only walk when you see a populated road.

Fortunately, there was a bright moon in the sky and the beautiful scenery of Yunnan and Yunnan under the moonlight, so his mood was not so bad.

Zhao Mu was carrying an iron sword on his back, holding a piece of foxtail grass picked up from the roadside in his mouth, looking at the map in his hand under the bright moonlight.

Zhao Mu put away the map and muttered helplessly to himself: "This place is deserted. It seems like we will sleep under a big tree again tonight."

But just when he was frustrated, he saw a Taoist temple deep in the forest. Zhao Mu was overjoyed when he saw this, and quickly stepped forward so that he could stay overnight and ask the locals about his current location and the location of Wuliang Mountain.

Zhao Mu took three steps and two steps at a time, and soon arrived in front of the Taoist temple. He looked at the words on the plaque of the Taoist temple under the moonlight and murmured "Yuxu Temple".

(End of this chapter)