Mo Li said: "When we left that day, Pasiba asked his disciples to bring you a message. He said..."
Mo Li imitated Pa Siba's tone: "The old monk has never owed anyone anything in his life. Let him not forget the promise made by Huashan."
"This monk is afraid that the old Taoist will know how powerful he is and won't dare to go!"
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and smiled, saying: "I spared Hutu's life. He let you two go and we were even. After that, he will not hold back on the old Taoist again. He is really very arrogant!"
Li Qiye didn't answer the call, are you crazy?
Thinking of the assassinations that day by him and Lu Yuncheng, even though Li Zhichang used the secret technique of initiation and exhausted all his spiritual power with a sword, he was defeated miserably by Ba Siba, and he was suppressed by him with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, just like dealing with ants!
Can you really take on Zhang Sanfeng’s Tai Chi?!
Mo Li felt depressed. At this time, things were completely beyond his control. However, Zhang Sanfeng's self-confidence brought him some comfort.
Perhaps, the Patriarch can really suppress it easily?
"You two have had a hard time traveling all the way. Come down and have a rest."
As if he could see Mo Li's psychology, Zhang Sanfeng said: "Li'er, remember, you don't have to worry about whether you win or lose this battle. There is always an expert in everything. Moreover, fighting him to the death to avenge the past is the right thing to do."
It’s my lifelong wish, it’s too late for me to be happy about this, so don’t think too much about it.”
Li Li took a deep breath, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and turned all his thoughts into one sentence, saying: "Master, I only hope that you, master, can win the battle!"
"Fool..."
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, smiled, waved his sleeves, and said: "Go down, come down quickly and have a rest."
Mo Li and Lu Yuncheng responded, then saluted and left.
At this time, the bright moon was hanging high in the sky, and the cold moonlight shone on his body. Mo Li felt that his body was getting cold.
Win? Can we win?
He raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes still filled with worry.
After a good night's sleep, the next morning, Mo Li paid homage to the Seven Heroes who came here one by one.
In this battle, except for Yin Liting who was recovering from his injuries on the mountain, all the other six heroes came here.
Seeing the Six Heroes, Li Moli felt relieved. After all, with him and the Six Heroes forming the True Martial Seven Formation, even the thirteenth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung cannot be easily defeated.
Naturally, the Six Heroes asked about what he had seen and heard during his trip. Mo Li was afraid that they would be worried and did not dare to describe Ba Siba as too powerful. He only said that he and Lu Yuncheng jointly assassinated him and made him suffer.
Some injuries.
As the decisive battle was approaching, the Six Heroes did not ask any further questions. Seeing that Mo Li was safe and sound, they each returned to the courtyard to practice martial arts and meditate, waiting for the day of the decisive battle.
Li Qiye also calmly adjusted his breathing in his own courtyard, trying his best to adjust his condition as well as possible.
This went on until sunset, when suddenly a disciple from Huashan came to report that an old friend wanted to see him.
"Old friend? Can he reveal his identity?" Mo Li asked.
"No, but he had something he wanted me to bring to my senior brother."
The young disciple of the Huashan Sect said: "The grace of sparing my life yesterday will be unforgettable by me."
Spare your life yesterday?!
Li Li was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "I understand, thank you junior brother."
He picked up his sword and walked towards Chaoyang Peak.
The agreed location is at the mid-level pavilion of Chaoyang Peak. This peak has a steep mountain path and is extremely difficult to climb. Few people usually visit it, and as night approaches, no one will stay on the mountain.
Mo Li's martial arts and the dangerous mountain roads naturally couldn't stop him, but in a short while, he had already reached the pavilion halfway up the mountain.
At this time, the sky was already dark, and the clouds and mist shrouded the mountains, almost like a fairyland.
And in the pavilion halfway up the mountain, there was a middle-aged man sitting, with a clear mind and a leisurely look on his face, sipping tea.
"Who did I know? It turned out to be Mr. Hu Qingniu and Hu."
Mo Li had a smile on his face, but his body was tensed up. He walked to his side and said, "I wonder why Mr. Hu called Mo to meet here?"
Although the other party is a medical immortal, medicine and poisoning are not separated from each other. What's more, his wife is a poison immortal, and the two of them are members of the Ming Cult, so they must be more careful.
"Leng Qian will not invite Mr. Mo here. Please sit down."
Hu Qingniu poured a cup of tea and handed it over, saying: "Try it, this is the best Dahongpao, it's very rare..."
Li Li didn't answer it. Even if he had practiced Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu and Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu to an extremely advanced level, ordinary poison would not be able to do anything about it.
He smiled and said: "Mr. Hu, let's talk about things first."
"You people who are on the right path are just living too tiredly and are always on guard..."
Seeing that he didn't answer, Hu Qingniu shook his head and smiled, then put it down and said: "But there are advantages. At least you are the only one who plots against others, and it is difficult for others to plot against you!"
Li Li frowned, what exactly did Hu Qingniu want to say?
He said seriously: "I, a disciple of the Wudang Sect, act openly and aboveboard, and never hurt others secretly."
"Then who can say for sure?"
Hu Qingniu said: "A well-known and upright family behaves chivalrously and righteously on the surface, but behind the scenes, men steal and women prostitute. It is even worse than what our Mingjiao does. People's hearts are separated from each other and no one can see through it!"
Li Qingniu became more and more puzzled, why did Hu Qingniu, who despised people from a well-known and decent family, call him here to ridicule him?
Hu Qingniu was still minding his own business and said: "There was a young man who was poisoned by golden silkworm poison in the Miao territory of Guizhou. It was an extremely poisonous poison. Those who were poisoned were bound to die, and before they died, they experienced the most unbearable sufferings in the world.
.I stayed up for three days and three nights, spent all my efforts to save him, became sworn brothers with him, and betrothed my biological sister to him as his wife. Unexpectedly..."
He sighed, with a trace of hatred flashing in his eyes, and said: "Unexpectedly, this person was so unlucky that he killed my sister in return for kindness!"
It’s Xian Yutong!
Mo Li's heart suddenly moved. Could it be that Hu Qingniu wanted to ask him to help him take revenge?
However, how could he be sure that he would help him when he was a stranger to him?
"This young man later became very famous in the world. Not only did he take over as the leader of a faction, he also earned the title of a divine machine."
Hu Qingniu gritted his teeth and said, "It's a pity that I came to seek revenge against him three times, but I was defeated miserably every time. The last time I almost lost my life!"
"Unexpectedly, Shen Jizi Xian Yutong could be such a despicable and shameless person!"
Mo Li pretended to sigh: "If this matter is really true, Mo is willing to avenge you, but that will have to wait until a few days later."
Now that the decisive battle is imminent, the matter of the Huashan faction will naturally have to be dealt with later.
Hearing this, Hu Qingniu was silent for a long time, and then suddenly said: "In front of me back then, he was just like Mo Shaoxia, speaking righteously, eager for justice and loving justice."
Mo Li was speechless. Are you sure this Hu Qingniu is not here to cause trouble?
I really want to give him a sword...
"Hu is past the age of easily trusting others. Fortunately, this time, no matter what Mo Shaoxia's character is, Xian Yutong will definitely die, because this matter is related to Wudang's interests."
Speaking of this, Hu Qingniu had a look of pride on his face. He slowly took out a piece of paper from his pocket, put it on the table, and said: "Whether you believe it or not, young hero, it's up to you."
After that, he got up and walked out.
Mo Li looked at the person's retreating back and did not stop him. He just frowned slightly and picked up the note. It read: "Be careful of poisoning by Xian Yutong. If you swallow it by mistake, please prepare the medicine according to this method..."
"
Poison?
Mo Li frowned even more tightly.
…
March 14, night.
Above Mount Huashan, the atmosphere is even more solemn.
The decisive battle was only a day away, and masters from famous and upright sects gathered in Huashan. It can be said that since the establishment of Huashan sect, it has never been as grand as it is today.
Zeng Qi is very busy. As the direct disciple of the leader, he is mainly responsible for the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the Wudang Sect members, as well as providing logistical support.
The Wudang Sect is the largest sect in the world today. Being able to contact the other party and form a good relationship will be of great benefit to his own future development.
"Everyone should be more vigilant. All meals in the past few days must be tested for poison with silver needles, especially the vegetarian food given to Zhang Zhenren of the Wudang Sect. Let others taste it first to make sure nothing goes wrong!" Zeng Qi was in the kitchen.
commanded.
The handyman disciples all responded carefully, and then went about their business.
Zeng Qi didn't dare to leave for a moment and stared carefully. Tomorrow will be the decisive battle. This battle is not only a debate between Buddhism and Taoism, but also a competition between the Yuan Dynasty's spheres of influence such as the Central Plains Wulin and the Western Region of Tibet. Regardless of winning or losing,
The consequences are far-reaching!
Not long after, everyone's meals in Wudang were prepared, and all the poison testing methods were used. Zeng Qi breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to take the food away when a familiar voice suddenly came to his ears.
:
"Qi'er, how's the food?"
Zeng Qi took a closer look and saw that the person coming was a middle-aged scribe holding a folding fan. He had handsome features, handsome and unrestrained, and had an extraordinary bearing.
"Master!"
Zeng Qi was shocked and said: "Disciple pays homage to master!"
"Meet the leader!"
The other servant disciples all bowed and paid homage.
“No gifts, no gifts!”
Xian Yutong raised the folding fan and signaled everyone to get up. At the same time, he walked to the meals, opened the folding fan casually, and said while fanning: "This room is a bit stuffy. Are these the meals for everyone in Wudang?"
"Exactly."
Zeng Qi stepped forward and pointed at the vegetarian dishes and said, "This is the vegetarian dish specially prepared for Master Zhang."
"Stewed vegetarian vegetables with southern milk, vegetarian meatballs, vegetarian goose..."
He folded his fan and pointed at the dishes, and said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad, the kitchen has been careful. The decisive battle is coming tomorrow. There must not be any flaws in this food. Send it to Master Zhang quickly."
"Yes, Master."
Zeng Qi responded and was not surprised by Xian Yutong's arrival. After all, the food in this room was really important.
He asked people to serve the food quickly, while he personally carried Zhang Sanfeng's food box. In a short time, he arrived at the small courtyard where Zhang Sanfeng was.
At this time, the sunset was gradually setting, and there was a faint yellow left in the sky, which made it feel a bit desolate.
He cleared his throat, knocked on the door, and shouted respectfully: "Master, this junior is here to bring you food."
With a creak, the courtyard door was pushed open, revealing a young face with delicate features, it was Mo Li.
When Zeng Qi saw the person coming, he exclaimed in great surprise: "Senior Brother Mo, it's actually you?!"
All the young disciples of the major sects knew about Mo Li's return to Huashan. Compared with those martial arts seniors, this sword god Mo Li, who was already a legend in martial arts at a young age, was undoubtedly the idol of the younger generation of all major sects.
Although Qi is the direct descendant of the sect leader, he is no exception.
Although he is said to be a senior brother, Zeng Qi is actually much older. However, in the martial arts world, those who are masters come first. Moreover, in terms of seniority, no one can compare with the Wudang sect.
Li Qiye smiled and said: "It's the junior brother who delivers the food, please come in."
He stepped aside, and Zeng Qi immediately carried the lunch box in. However, upon entering, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
But in the small courtyard, Zhang Sanfeng was sitting at the top, and six men wearing green robes were sitting at the bottom, each carrying a long sword. They may be older or younger, and their appearance is also very different, but they all have extraordinary momentum.
, there is even a faint feeling of oppression, it is none other than the Seven Heroes of Wudang!
"this……"
Zeng Qi put down his lunch box and said with an apologetic look: "I don't know that all the seniors have gathered here and sent the food to your small courtyard. I will ask them to bring it again."
"It doesn't matter, it's just a decisive battle tomorrow. Master, he has been teaching us Tai Chi magic skills these past few days."
Li Qiye smiled and said, "Senior Brother Zeng, please put down the food box. Don't be surprised by what will happen later."
what happened?
what happens?
Zeng Qi felt that there seemed to be something in Mo Li's words, but he never thought too much about the fact that among the eight people present, none of them had a higher status than him. Even if he became the head of the Huashan Sect, he would still have to deal with these eight people.
Treat each other with courtesy!
At that moment, he opened the food box and placed the dishes on the table one by one.
One after another exquisitely crafted, steaming vegetarian dishes appeared in front of everyone, and the aroma hit their faces, making people's fingers twitch when they smelled it. It can be seen that Huashan School has really put a lot of thought into it.
However, Zhang Sanfeng and the Six Heroes both looked blank and showed no intention of moving their chopsticks.
Li Qiye smiled and warned, "Senior Brother Zeng, please remember not to make a fuss about anything you see later."
What else is weird about having a meal?
Zeng Qi was puzzled, and just as he was about to nod, he suddenly saw Mo Li take out a silver needle and insert it into several dishes one after another with lightning speed!
The next moment, the silver needle turned black!
The food is poisonous!
"this……!"
His eyes suddenly widened, his mouth opened wide, and cold sweat broke out all over his body!
Someone actually poisoned, someone actually wanted to poison Zhang Sanfeng!
I...what should I do?!
He opened and closed his mouth again, trying to say something, but in the end nothing came out. How could he explain that he was not poisoned?!
"It's really... I really didn't do it..." Zeng Qi said on the verge of tears.
"Senior Brother Zeng, remember my words, don't be surprised by anything you see."
Mo Li charged at him again, and suddenly, the entire table was overturned to the ground. Cups, dishes, and chopsticks clinked and smashed to pieces on the ground. All that could be seen was the world-famous sword god Mo Li's exaggerated scream.
He shouted: "Master! Master, what's wrong with you?!"
"Someone is coming! Someone is coming quickly! Someone is poisoning Master!"
Not only him, but all the Six Heroes of Wudang also spoke out.
"Someone poisoned the food!"
"mean!"
"Quick, find the antidote!"
…
They were shouting out loud, sincerely, and in such a panic that just by listening to the sound, one might have thought that everyone inside had been poisoned!
call out!
A firework then appeared in the sky not far away, very conspicuous in the dim dusk.
Seeing the fireworks, everyone in the courtyard shouted even harder, and their voices were mixed with true energy, echoing throughout the mountains and fields!
Zeng Qi looked at a group of Wudang heroes who were clearly not poisoned, but whose shrill voices sounded more like poisoned than poisoned. He wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
Why would you look like this if you weren't poisoned?
Do the people from the Wu-Tang Clan just love acting?
Just when this thought flashed through Zeng Qi's mind, he heard a familiar voice shouting: "Poisoned, Mr. Zhang, are you okay?"
Immediately, the courtyard door was kicked open, and a middle-aged scribe holding a folding fan hurried in, and shouted anxiously: "Master Zhang, you... uh?!"
Before he finished speaking, he looked at the Wudang heroes sitting neatly in the room and was stunned on the spot!
You could see a trace of cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and a look of extreme horror flashed in his eyes!
However, the person immediately changed into a smiling face and said: "I was scared to death, Senior Zhang, everyone, it turns out that everyone is fine!"
Li Li smiled softly and said: "Master Xian came really quickly."
"this……"
Xian Yutong's eyes flickered, he smiled and said: "I just happened to be passing by. I heard that Senior Zhang was poisoned, so I came to have a look in a hurry. As long as you have nothing to do, I'll take my leave first. I'll take my leave first..."
As he spoke, he turned around to leave, but how could Mo Li let him go?!
Li Mo Li clapped his hands and said: "Master Xian finally came here, why bother to leave in a hurry?"
When the applause fell, two old men, one tall and one short, suddenly walked out of the room. They were the two supreme elders of the Huashan Sect!
At this time, both of them had dark faces and looked at Xian Yutong coldly.
Xian Yutong's footsteps suddenly stopped on the spot!
The two Supreme Elders are also there, they have been prepared?!
He was confused and his face became paler, but he still managed to stay calm and said with a smile: "The two uncles are here as well? Did they also hear what happened just now?"
The short old man snorted coldly and said: "Don't say anything, just watch from here!"
"If you dare to make any move, be careful with my knife!"
The old man Gao raised the long knife in his hand, his eyes filled with coldness.
"Yes, yes, I will obey the elder's orders."
Xian Yutong should be in a panic, and at the same time all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, thinking about how to escape from this disaster.
Zeng Qi was completely stunned.
What is the situation, what is the situation?!
First, the food was poisoned, then everyone in Wudang pretended to be poisoned, and then the leader appeared, followed by the two supreme elders. It was like they were deliberately ambushing the leader!
But could it be the poison given by the leader?!
No, no, no, how could this old man poison him?!
One thought after another flashed through Zeng Qi's mind, and he looked panicked. No matter what the truth was, it was a matter between big shots. If the city gate caught fire, Chi Yu would be affected...
When he thought of this, he shuddered and his face turned pale, no better than Xian Yutong.
Xian Yutong calmed down instead, there was no evidence!
Just by showing up here, the other party can never conclude that he poisoned you!
As the head of Huashan, as long as there is no conclusive evidence, no one can easily do anything to him, provided that the next matter is handled well!
While everyone in the Huashan faction was having different thoughts, Mo Li and the others kept shouting at the top of their lungs. It looked as if Zhang Sanfeng and everyone else had been poisoned by a strange poison and would soon die!
But within a few dozen breaths, there was suddenly a burst of hurried footsteps outside the door, and an old voice was heard laughing: "Zhang Sanfeng, you Wudang Sect have today too!"
There was indescribable pleasure in that voice, which echoed among the mountains, making it appear that the person coming had extremely strong internal strength!
Not long after, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door. The person who walked through the door was an old man wearing white clothes with a flame mark embroidered on his waist!
This man has silver hair, long eyebrows, and a strong and powerful figure. Especially his pair of eyes are extremely sharp, hiding the evil spirit of Jin Ge, which makes people shudder.
It is none other than the current leader of the Ming Cult, the White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng!
Behind him were the remaining four members of the Wusan people!
The five people in this group originally looked relaxed, and the Eagle King was even more happy!
However, the moment they entered the door, when they saw Zhang Sanfeng, Qixia, Mo Li and others, all sitting there leisurely, as if they had been waiting for a long time, they were all stunned!
This...how does this look like it's been poisoned?!
But how can we take revenge without being poisoned?!
Could this be a decent trap?!
Yin Tianzheng subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Xian Yutong, but Xian Yutong was the first to speak up: "Okay, it turned out that it was the people from the Demon Sect who caused trouble and dared to bully me, Huashan Sect. Uncle Master, let's go up together.
, take them down together!”
To gain the upper hand, as long as the White-browed Eagle King is killed here, he can be completely removed!
After he finished speaking, he raised his fan and hit the White-browed Eagle King!
But I saw that his right hand was poking at the snake head, and his left hand was catching and twisting the hook. The posture of an eagle correcting its arrows, and the agility of a poisonous snake appeared in one posture at the same time. It was swift and ruthless, and it was the Huashan sect.
The famous stunt of seventy-two movements of eagle and snake life and death!
I have to say that to be able to sit as the head of the Huashan Sect, Xian Yutong’s martial arts skills are quite remarkable!
It's a pity that he met Yin Tianzheng!
But I saw the leader of the demon sect snorted coldly, raised his hand and raised his claws like an eagle, with a ferocious claw force, almost tearing the heaven and earth apart, and a piercing scream came out in the void!
The fight between the two was on the verge of breaking out. Xian Yutong only felt an extremely fierce claw force coming in. In an instant, his moves and strength were defeated. Everyone saw only a flash of blood, and Xian Yutong let out a miserable howl, which was already cruel.
Thrown hard to the ground!
His left hand already had three terrible blood marks from his wrist to his shoulder!
Xian Yutong ignored the pain, but turned back to look at the tall and short elders and everyone in Wudang, saying: "Everyone, don't take action to slay the demon yet!"
But everyone remained motionless, showing no intention of taking action.
Li Qiye smiled and said: "Don't be in a hurry, always finish your words before taking action."
Now that I’ve finished speaking, haven’t I exposed my secret?!
Xian Yutong was shocked and frightened, and kept saying: "The evil heretics, what else can you say? Killing them is the right way!"
"Master Xian, since my master, master, and uncles are here, are you still afraid that they will run away?"
Li Qiye laughed and said: "Speaking of which, this time it was thanks to your miraculous calculation that we were able to catch them all in one fell swoop. The miraculous plan is deadly. It really deserves its reputation."
not good!
Xian Yutong's heart sank, and he felt that something was not good!
As expected, the white-browed Eagle King's face suddenly changed and he shouted:
"Xianyutong!"
"How despicable are you? How dare you plot against me? Are you really afraid that I will shake off your scandal?!"
Although he is old, his internal strength is astonishing. At this moment, when he is angry, his voice is like thunder, which echoes all over the mountain!
All the masters of Mingjiao also looked at Xian Yutong with great resentment, wishing to eat him alive!