In a small tavern on the roadside, there were many wealthy people from all walks of life.
Song Yuanqiao was riding on his horse, looking at the tavern, and couldn't help but smile: "Junior brothers, how about taking a break and having something to eat?"
It was almost noon, and the sun was blazing in the sky. Everyone in this group had been traveling all night, and they were all hungry.
Yu Lianzhou said: "Listen to brother, I haven't eaten hot food for two days and two nights in a row. We can bear it, but Miss Yue may not be able to bear it, so let's take a short rest."
Although Mo Li has been traced in Chang'an, he has been missing for three years, and no one can tell what he is thinking. What if he suddenly disappears again?
Therefore, the Wudang heroes traveled all night and did not dare to slack off at all.
Yue Lingyan glanced towards the northwest. Although she wished she could spread her wings and fly to that person's side, she also knew that it would not take a moment. This Xun Yang was the only way from Wudang to Chang'an. Once here, she could not sleep.
Even if we don't stop and work hard, it will take three days to reach Chang'an.
"Thank you Song Daxia. Yu Erxia is concerned. Let's take a rest first." Yue Yuyan laughed softly.
At that moment, everyone got off their horses and entered the tavern.
In this group of people, in addition to the Six Heroes and Yue Yuyan, there is also Song Qingshu. Wudang Mountain is particularly empty now. Only Zhang Cuishan, one of the Seven Heroes, is temporarily in charge of Wudang.
Originally they wanted Song Qingshu to stay, but he insisted on going to see Mo Li and couldn't get over his temper, so everyone had no choice but to obey and let Zhang Cuishan stay and take him with them.
There were only eight tables in the tavern, but six of them were occupied at the moment, all of them were wealthy merchants carrying weapons. Everyone barely squeezed into two tables and sat down. Song Qingshu frowned and said: "Strange, why is it like this?"
Are there many martial arts people heading northwest?"
They had been traveling this way for seven or eight days and had basically not dismounted. The first few days were fine, but in the last two days, on the official road, people from all walks of life could be seen everywhere heading towards the northwest, and they did not know where they were going.
What a big deal.
"Perhaps there is another magic weapon secret book that has been revealed. Don't worry about him. The most urgent thing is that we should see Li'er first." Song Yuanqiao said.
With the foundation of Wudang, there is still no magical martial arts. Song Yuanqiao is worried about another thing now. He is afraid that if he hadn't arrived, the apprentice would have done something stupid.
"What magical weapon? How long have you not been walking around in the world?!"
A young swordsman said with disdain: "Don't you know what happened at the top of Chang'an City five days ago?!"
Chang'an, five days ago?!
Everyone in Wudang was shocked, Mo Li was in Chang'an!
Yue Yuyan said worriedly: "This little brother, I don't know what happened in Chang'an. Please tell me something."
The swordsman had never seen a beauty like Yue Yuyan before. Hearing her soft words, he couldn't help but show off: "Five days ago, the sword god Mo Li, who had been missing for three years, was born. He fought against the demon sect outside Chang'an City.
The devil, killed the big devil, the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun!"
Xie Xun died, but he was still killed by Mo Li!
Everyone in Wudang took a breath of cold air, feeling surprised and happy at the same time. They heard Yue Lingyan ask: "Please tell me in detail."
The young swordsman chuckled and said: "You have met the right person. Although I have not seen it with my own eyes, my brother was at the scene at the time and he told me personally!"
"On that day, Wudang Sect Tai Chi Master Zhang Wuji led the Golden Retriever Lion King to the north. Outside the city of Chang'an, he was ambushed by the Kunlun Sect. Then the old devil, the Golden Retriever Lion King, relied on the power of the dragon-slaying sword to defeat many and gained the upper hand.
, and the demon sect masters who were ambushing in the city, led by the demon sect leader Yin Tianzheng, swarmed up and killed all the Kunlun disciples!"
"Then, the sword god who had been missing for three years appeared!"
"Having lived in seclusion for three years, this sword god has become even more powerful in martial arts than before. I'm afraid he won't be as bad as Zhang Xianren who ascended in the past. He summoned a flying sword out of thin air and chopped off Xie Xun's head, and then even killed the masters of the Demon Cult.
escape!"
When they heard the word "Flying Sword", everyone knew that this young man was probably boasting. Even Zhang Sanfeng had never reached the level of controlling a flying sword. How could one reach such a level in martial arts?
However, rumors in the world are usually like this, and most of them are false. Feijian cannot be taken as true, but Mo Li's appearance to kill Xie Xun cannot be taken as false.
It's just a pity that Wuji...
The heroes of Wudang are all masters with long experience in the world and a clear understanding of human nature. When they were all paying attention to Xie Xun's death and Mo Li's achievements, they keenly noticed their little nephew.
Needless to say, he must have been extremely sad to be caught between Mo Li and Xie Xun, just like Zhang Cuishan at the centenary banquet.
They felt a little sorry for their young nephew, but Song Qingshu asked enthusiastically: "The war in Chang'an has ended. What does this have to do with you? Could it be that Mo Li has appeared nearby?"
"Listen to me!"
The young man shouted with some excitement: "At that time, Sword God Mo Li killed Xie Xun and defeated the masters of the Demon Cult, and then asked the Demon Cult to spread a message."
"In ten days, he will meet at the top of Mount Huashan, just like the Buddhist and Taoist families debating scriptures and martial arts three years ago, and making an appointment with Tibetan Living Buddha Phagpa!"
"An appointment... an appointment to fight Tibetan Living Buddha Pasiba?!"
Song Qingshu's eyes were round and full of disbelief, while the Six Heroes and Yue Lingyan were so frightened that their faces turned pale!
"Yes, it's Pa Siba!"
The young swordsman said proudly: "Who doesn't know that Living Buddha Pasiba is an older person than Zhang Sanfeng? Living to this day, he is almost like an immortal Buddha in this world. He is the undisputed number one in martial arts in the world and has magical powers.
First, the Sword God Mo Li, who has just reached the weak crown, dares to challenge alone with a sword, which is really an example for those who want to learn swordsmanship!"
"Young Master...How can you not cherish your own life so much?!"
Yue Lingyan looked worried. She never expected that she would find Mo Li's trace and get this bad news in the blink of an eye!
That was Ba Siba, the Ba Siba who even forced Zhang Sanfeng to ascend to the throne but could not kill him. By now, he is probably over one hundred and fifty years old. How could Li Li dare to challenge him?!
"Brother..."
Yu Lianzhou suddenly looked at Song Yuanqiao, frowned and said, "You already knew this?"
If they hadn't known it earlier, how could they have led them thousands of miles away with the Ziwu Sword and galloped to see Mo Li?!
Song Yuanqiao smiled bitterly and said: "I am his master, and I can always guess more things. However, I never expected that he would be so impulsive. Before we could arrive, he would..."
"Seniors, let's rush to Chang'an quickly to meet Mr. Mo. There may be a turn for the better!" Yue Lingyan interrupted Song Yuanqiao's words and said urgently.
She didn't want Mo Li to die in vain.
"He has a very stubborn temper, and no one can convince him of his decisions."
Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said: "Miss Yue, please relax. My disciple must be somewhat confident if he dares to do this. Let's have a meal first and wait until we get to Chang'an and see him before making a decision."
…
Jinling, Shuai Mansion.
There is a post every three steps and a sentry every five steps, and the security is extremely tight.
In the main hall, a burly man with dark skin and a deep complexion was sitting on the main seat, carefully reviewing the documents in front of him.
Suddenly, a sergeant walked in from the door, stepped forward and reported respectfully: "Commander, there is a woman outside the door who claims to be from the Emei sect and has sent you a letter."
"People from the Emei sect?"
The big man frowned and said, "Where is she?"
"She delivered the letter and left." The sergeant replied honestly.
The big man's brows furrowed even deeper, and he couldn't understand the purpose. Emei sent a group of women who never cared about world affairs and had no contact with him. Why would they send someone to deliver a message?
He stretched out his hand and hooked it. The sergeant immediately understood and handed over the letter. When he opened it and looked at it, his eyes suddenly widened!
"Commander, are you okay?!" The sergeant saw this man's strange behavior and couldn't help but asked with concern.
"It's okay, did she leave anything behind?!" the big man asked with concern.
"She left a book and left it at the concierge's desk."
The sergeant was very surprised. He had been with the commander for many years and had never seen him lose his temper like this before. He asked, "Do you want me to go get it?"
"Quick, get it quickly!" the big man ordered urgently.
The sergeant responded and quickly went out. Seeing him leaving, the big man hurriedly opened the letter and read it again, only to see that it read: "In the past, I was an old friend in the northwest. I learned that Brother Zhu had raised troops in the southeast and was occupying Jinling. He was quite powerful.
I have obtained a copy of Wu Mu's suicide note. I wanted to deliver it personally, but I had something important to do, so I had to ask the disciples of Emei to give it to Brother Zhu. I hope that my brother will treasure it so that I can drive away the Yuan captives and rebuild China."
At the end, there are four seal characters written "Wu Dang Mo Li".
"It turns out you are the Sword God Mo Li. It's sad that your martial arts skills were so high back then..."
The big man was talking to himself, but in his mind he couldn't help but recall the scene when he returned to the Mingjiao Headquarters to bring in reinforcements three years ago. If it hadn't been for Mo Li, I'm afraid he would have been killed by the vicious dogs long ago.
This person was none other than Zhu Chongba, whom Mo Li met in the past, and now Zhu Yuanzhang.
Wu Mu’s suicide note...
Zhu Yuanzhang's gaze became profound. Of course he had heard of this military book. It was left by Marshal Yue in the past. The hero Guo Jing relied on this military book to resist the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty at the head of Xiangyang City for decades, and fought with him.
Words, but it is more precious than any magical secret book!
However, the Sword God Mo Li had been missing from the world for three years, so why did he suddenly reappear?
Confused in his heart, he tapped his palm three times rhythmically on the table. Within a few breaths, a note was delivered to him.
"At the top of Mount Huashan, a decisive battle with Pasiba?!"
Looking at the handwriting on the note, the man was suddenly startled and stood up from his chair, his face full of disbelief.
Zhu Yuanzhang was not a scholar. He was from a demon sect, and he knew everything about the world. He himself had mastered the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu. Even though he had not practiced it to a very deep level, he knew how powerful Pasiba was.
Being able to force Zhang Sanfeng to ascend while still being at ease shows how far his martial arts has reached!
"Brother Mo..."
A hint of unbearable color flashed in his eyes, and he murmured to himself: "Don't worry, if anything happens to you, I will definitely take care of the Wudang Sect for you."
…
The Chang'an Gu family is a martial arts family that has been inherited for more than a hundred years. It is not only influential in Chang'an, but also in the entire Guanzhong. Their ancestors have also produced first-class masters.
But in the past few decades, Xu has lived a prosperous life, and the children in his family have lost their ambition to improve themselves. They have never produced first-class masters, and their popularity has been greatly weakened.
It's just that in the past few years, the situation has been different. Although the Gu family has never produced a first-class master, its reputation and power have been catching up to the past, or even worse. It is even stronger than the Huashan sect, and they are also polite to them.
Treating each other can even transfer a lot of benefits.
All this happened because Mr. Gu made a friend, a great friend.
"People say that I was just lucky. I met you by chance. Anyone in my position would have become good friends with you. Are you right?"
In a courtyard of the Gu Mansion, Gu Songli, the son of the Gu family who was envied by countless people in the world, was drinking. In front of him, sitting a Taoist priest in shabby green robes, with a haggard face, a long beard, and everything between his eyebrows.
The look of tiredness belongs to none other than Mo Li.
In Li Mo Li's mind, he recalled the scene in the past when this young master was not good at martial arts but still wanted to save himself from the Green Winged Bat King, and said softly: "It is an honor for me to have you as my friend."
Friends do not necessarily have to be highly skilled in martial arts or rich, but they must be sincere, and Gu Songli is undoubtedly such a person.
"Not many people in this world can be recognized as friends by the majestic sword god!"
Gu Songli laughed and suddenly said seriously: "But as a friend, I have to say some things. I think you should also know what I want to say."
Li Qiye didn't speak, just nodded slightly.
In these days, many people have come to persuade him, such as people from the Emei Sect, people from the Huashan Sect, and Tang Jiuer, who are all worried that he will not be able to defeat Basiba.
After all, how many people still remember the scene where he and the Seven Heroes formed the Zhenwu Seven Sections Formation three years ago but were easily defeated by Pa Siba with one palm.
Three years is definitely not enough time for a person to progress to the point where he can cross such a huge gap.
"You know it, but I still have to say it."
Gu Songli said: "I don't know why you want to fight Pasiba, but he is already very old. He was seriously injured in the past. Thinking about it, he is not very young now. You are still young. Why bother to confront him head-on? It's amazing to hide from the world for a few more years.
, if you beat him to death, you will be number one in the world!"
Having said this, he smiled and said: "You know I don't want anything to happen to you. If you are gone, I will not only lose a good friend, but also lose a lot of scenery."
Li Qiye shook his head and chuckled, but still did not speak.
Seeing his appearance, Gu Songli couldn't help but sigh inwardly, and said: "I know I can't persuade you, but as a friend, you always have to say what you should say. Now that you have said it and you still don't change your mind, then I
I can only support you."
"If you die, I will definitely avenge you. Even if I can't defeat Pasiba, I will sacrifice other monks from the temple to you, but..."
He paused and said seriously: "I really don't know why you want to challenge him..."
Mo Li remained silent.
For a long, long time...
He suddenly said with a look of remorse:
"I feel guilty, and it's hard to feel at peace if I don't kill."
The bright moon was in the sky, and the small courtyard was filled with desolation for a moment.