Fuji Restaurant is an old restaurant in the city that has been open for more than a hundred years. The good wine in the restaurant is green, which is unique in the city. Business was very good in the past, and it is even more popular today.
Because three days later, two of the world's top masters will have a duel on Zhongnan Mountain outside the city. For this duel, countless heroes from all over the world have come here. Among the known masters of the six major sects, the Mingjiao Wusan people
Wait, the unknowns are even more countless.
People in the restaurant were talking about the two protagonists of the duel. Some said that one was stronger, and some said that the other was stronger. However, most of them had never seen these two people take action, especially Yang Xiao, who had disappeared from the world in recent years.
Gu Songli was nestled in the corner, listening to everyone's discussion, with a faint smile on his lips.
He had never met Yang Xiao, but he had met Mo Li.
That night, he first killed the flowers and butterflies, and then stopped the head of Emei. The young man who was two years younger than him showed martial arts skills that he could only hope to achieve in his life.
The story he experienced that night was much more exciting than the few months he had wandered alone in the world. Even today's duel had a lot to do with that night!
He felt proud when he thought that he had been lucky enough to witness such a great event, but thinking about the ferocious appearance of the exterminator in Emei, he still worried from time to time that one day he would be silenced.
However, half a year has passed without incident. A figure like the leader of the Emei Sect should not take him seriously, right?
Gu Songli thought like this, but in his mind he sighed that it would be great if he had martial arts like Mo Li, that would be like riding a horse in bright clothes and roaming the rivers and lakes!
He has also heard of Yang Xiao. Although he is an old devil, can he still be stronger than the head of the Emei Sect?
He had witnessed Mo Li's martial arts with his own eyes. Even Master Miejie was equally matched. Yang Xiao was definitely no match for him!
So he had already spent 5,000 taels of silver in a gambling house in the city betting that Mo Li would win.
He was immersed in memories, and the heroes over there had already started chatting about the major masters of the Ming Cult.
Just at this moment, a smiling young man walked into the store.
He was dressed in black attire, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and a heroic aura came to his face.
An aura as hot as the sun swept through the store as the man entered, and the customers at the door couldn't help but become quiet.
"Shop, are there any seats available?" the young man asked.
Gu Songli heard the familiar voice, looked up, and his pupils suddenly shrank!
That is, Little Sword God Mo Li!
It was indeed Mo Li. He came to Chang'an to meet the elders of the Wudang Sect.
The duel with Yang Xiao was now known to everyone in the world, and it naturally spread to Wudang Mountain. Everyone on Wudang Mountain was worried about his safety. Zhang Sanfeng directly sent three brothers, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and Yin Liting, to go down the mountain together, hoping to protect him.
Mo Li left the customs at noon today. After the Yang Mansion informed him of the news, he rushed to the city without stopping to meet the elders of the sect. The meeting place agreed upon by the two parties was the Fuji Restaurant.
"Sir, you are here at an unfortunate time."
The waiter in the shop looked behind him in embarrassment and said apologetically: "The shop is full today, but if you don't mind, just find a table where you can sleep."
Li Li looked around, there were forty or fifty tables in the restaurant, all of them were occupied by people, and they all carried weapons. It was obvious that they were all wealthy people. In the corner to his left, a young man in brocade clothes was standing upright.
Looking at him carefully, he turned out to be Gu Songli, whom he had met half a year ago in Huayang.
This is quite a coincidence.
Mo Li smiled in his heart, strode forward, cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Brother Gu will definitely not refuse to sit with Mo."
Gu Songli felt very happy when he saw Mo Li taking the initiative to greet him. He quickly stood up and returned the greeting: "Mo Shaoxia, I dare not forget the grace of saving my life. I will definitely remember this meal today, little one."
Second, bring the best wine and food in your store!"
What he said was extremely heroic. Mo Li knew that he was a member of a noble family and was not short of money, so he didn't refuse and just said thank you.
Gu Songli looked up and down at Mo Li, only to feel that compared with half a year ago, the little sword god in front of him had changed. His facial features were the same as before, but his figure was much stronger, and his whole body was full of bravery and masculinity.
The aura faintly reveals an oppressive aura, as if there is a terrifying giant beast hidden in the body.
"Has Mo Shaoxia made another breakthrough in martial arts?" Gu Songli asked curiously.
Li Qiye nodded and smiled, but did not respond. He just poured two cups of tea and said, "Drink tea."
Gu Songli was muttering in his heart. At this time, the debate about Yang Xiao and Mo Li in the restaurant became more and more intense.
"Speaking of Yang Xiao, we have to mention the Ming Cult!"
In the restaurant, a rough-looking man shouted loudly while drinking: "He has rarely been around in the world in the past ten years, so you all don't know Yang Xiao's name, but you have always heard of the Golden Retriever Lion King and the Dragon Slaying Knife.
Right?!"
This person has a loud voice and an accent that leans towards the northwest. He is probably a wealthy person from the martial arts world outside the customs.
A young man in white clothes holding a paper fan said: "The Golden Retriever Lion King committed many murderous crimes back then, his name spread throughout the world, and his dragon-slaying sword can command the world. Who among the people present has not heard of it?"
Everyone was noisily saying that a middle-aged man with a fat body and dressed as a businessman said: "The whereabouts of the Golden Retriever Lion King are only known to Zhang Wuxia of the Wudang Clan in the martial arts today. When you mention his name, do you want to go to Wudang Mountain to ask for an explanation?
!Then I’m afraid you have to ask the little sword god Mo Li about the weapon in his hand first!"
Everyone present burst into laughter when they heard this. In the past, Mo Li defeated the masters of two sects with one person and one sword, and defeated the masters of the six major sects with the Zhenwu Seven-section Formation. It was not more than a year ago, and they were all ordinary wealthy people in the world.
, even if you have some means, how can you dare to be an enemy of such a top master?
The rough man didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "We don't have this ability, but Yang Xiao and Yang Zuoshi do!"
Everyone fell silent and looked at him, wanting to hear what he would say next.
However, the rough man gave it a try, paused, picked up the wine bowl and took a big sip, and then said: "Although the Mingjiao is called the Demonic Sect, it is very powerful. The four masters of heaven, earth, wind and thunder, the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.
The five banner masters and Wu San people are all famous masters in the world, not to mention that there are four great Dharma Kings above them. The Golden Retriever Lion King is one of these four Dharma Kings, and the White-browed Eagle who created the power of the Sky Eagle Sect in the East China Sea
The king is also subordinate to the four great Dharma kings!"
All the powerful people present were shocked. Both the white-browed eagle king and the golden-haired lion king were both great masters of the world. They had done many awe-inspiring things. These two were both the Four Dharma Kings. It goes without saying that the power of the Ming Cult is huge.
Metaphor.
"What does this have to do with Yang Xiao?!" the merchant asked.
The rough man laughed and said: "Above the four Dharma Kings, there are the left and right envoys of the light. These two positions are in the Ming sect, only under the leader. And Yang Xiao is the left envoy of the light of the Ming sect. What do you think it has to do with Yang Xiao?
Related?"
In the world of martial arts, status represents martial arts, especially for a demonic force like the Mingjiao, which is a master of martial arts. If there is nothing outstanding, how can the four Dharma Kings tolerate Yang Xiao being higher than them?!
"Speaking of Yang Zuoshi, you may not be aware of his deeds, but there is one thing that you all must be aware of."
The rough man continued: "The current leader of the Emei Sect, the senior brother Gu Hongzi of Jue Shitai, was played by Yang Zuoshi and was so angry that he died. The Emei Sect regarded him as a plaything. Mo Li, a mere Wudang Sect,
I don’t think he is a match for Yang Zuoshi!”
The heroes were shocked. Indeed, although Mo Li had a great reputation and extraordinary achievements, his opponents were inevitably inferior to the Golden-haired Lion King, the White-browed Eagle King, and the Emei Sect. Yang Xiao could impress such a person.
It’s obvious that he is definitely not taking it easy!
"you……"
Gu Songli raised his eyebrows and was about to retort.
Mo Li was sitting next to him without mentioning it. For the sake of saving his life, he would not allow others to talk about Mo Li like that. Not to mention, he also spent five thousand taels of silver betting on Yang Xiao's loss.
However, Mo Li waved his hand at him and said with a smile: "Brother Gu, there is no need to be angry. Who is higher and who is lower? You will know in three days, right?"