Glancing at the purple-robed old man, Li Mo slightly cupped his hands and said, "This junior has met the head of the Murong family." Murong Hai stroked his beard and smiled: "Please take a seat." "Come to think of it, this is Xuan Bing Chi Xiao." "Qingyuan Sect may have two more Sword Immortals in the future." The purple-robed old man smiled, but he didn't put on any pretense of being the master of the palace. The Yu Dynasty is the common ruler of the world. But in fact, except for Zhongshenzhou, the rest of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands are all governed by the sect. It's a bit like enfeoffment in a previous life. Dayu is the Zhou Dynasty, and the clans are the princes, large and small, who split the land and sealed the borders. Li Mo also read history books.
This was not the case in the previous dynasty. It was truly the land of the king. Later, Emperor Wu of the Yu Dynasty raised an army, and after Xu Yi accomplished his mission, he and his sect jointly ruled the world and received countless responses, and finally succeeded in changing the situation. However, in name, the other party is still the master of the house and is on an equal footing with the Qingyuan Sect Master. Li Mo did not lose his etiquette. After some pleasantries, it was late afternoon. A banquet was held at the house. During the banquet, there were all kinds of things flying in the sky, walking on the ground, swimming in the water, and each person was accompanied by a beautiful maid. "Xiao'er, in Qingyuan Sect, you must never slack off without me watching." Murong Hai took his grandson's hand, felt it silently, and suddenly let out a light sigh: "This does not seem to be a body-refining method from the Shenbing Peak lineage." "You saw it." Murong Xiao smiled coquettishly: "Brother Li gave it to me, and I haven't even started yet." The eyes of the grandfather and grandson looked at each other. The former was a little hesitant, the latter was a little embarrassed to explore. Li Mo smiled and didn't care: "It doesn't hurt to show it to your grandpa. It's not borrowed from the library, so I'm not worried about it being spread." Only then did Murong Xiao feel relieved and took out the classics. ""The Golden Bell"..." Murong Xiao squinted his old eyes, and the more he looked at them, the brighter the light became.
He is also a martial artist in the realm of observing gods, and he can tell at a glance that this is a Buddhist body-training method. Not only can you exercise your body, but it can also get rid of distracting thoughts and cleanse your soul. It is perfect for Xiao'er to practice. In fact, he has been looking for similar martial arts during this time, but he has found nothing. This golden bell is probably extremely precious even among the best martial arts... "Little friend Li, this Dharma is precious, but the Dharma should not be taught lightly..." "Brother Murong and I have a very good relationship, and this "Golden Bell" is just right for him." "It can be regarded as finding a successor for this martial arts, otherwise I'm afraid it will be lost." Li Mo saw Murong Hai's hesitation. Regardless of whether it is a large sect or a small sect, they all take their own martial arts very seriously and strictly prohibit spreading it to outsiders. If you secretly learn martial arts, once your master discovers it, it is reasonable for them to come and kill you. At the very least, you will lose your martial arts skills. The old man is worried about the origin of this martial arts. After hearing what he said, Murong Hai's brows relaxed. It is true that he has never heard of any major sect in the world who is famous for this superior martial arts. But one thing is for sure. This Li Zhenzhuan probably knows Xiaoer very well, including his bloodline... "Li Zhen has a lot of blessings. Could it be that he met an expert to inherit it?" The palace master, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly asked. "So be it." Li Mo nodded lightly. "It's a great kindness to pass on your merits. I, the Murong family, will remember it." Murong Hai felt relieved and smiled kindly: "Since Little Friend Li has come to Ziyang Fucheng, he will stay for a few more days and let me use my friendship as a landlord." As he said that, he looked at his grandson again: "Xiao'er, you will treat Li Xiaoyou as your elder brother from now on, do you understand?" He didn't know who was older and younger between the two, but it didn't matter. The Li Zhenzhuan in front of him is not only talented, he is also so decent in his conduct. He will definitely not be a thing in the pool from now on. This kind of person, as long as nothing happens in the future, will definitely be a high-ranking member of the Qingyuan Sect. It is possible for the sect leader.
Even if there is no such thing as passing on the merits, we still need to have a good relationship. Murong Xiao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. Still need your reminder? "You and Xiao'er came down the mountain to carry out the sect's mission, right?" "Yes, grandpa, I want to find ten blood-growing grasses, and Brother Li wants to hunt down the murderer Cui Peng." "Cui Peng..." Murong Hai twirled his beard, thoughtfully. The purple-robed old man seemed to have an impression of this person: "This person was once a disciple of the Jinyang Sword Sect, but later rebelled against the sect and became a gangster." "After he fled to Ziyang Mansion, he killed several government officials, so he reported the matter to Qingyuan Sect." As the master of the palace, he only cares about the common people. All matters regarding warriors are handled by the Qingyuan Sect. "I'll send someone to find out something." "If Li Zhenzhuan still needs any help, just ask." Murong Hai said casually. For him, finding a gangster from the Inner Breath Realm is not a big deal. Li Mo didn't show any pretense: "Junior really has something to do, it's just his own private matter." "But it doesn't matter." "The younger generation is taught at home that he must do good deeds and accumulate merit once a year, so I would like to borrow some people from you to open a charity hall in the city to give out porridge and rice..." Of course, classmate Xiao Li’s move was to help Bingtuozi find someone. Since what we are looking for is a little beggar, the best way is of course to give out food. According to Bingtuozi, the person she is looking for should be living in embarrassment now. After getting the news, he will probably come. When the time comes, he will open the Destiny Eye, sit there, and wait for the other party to fall into the trap. Moreover, he can also make a big investment. Although there may not be any big gains. But, as the saying goes: mosquito legs are also meat! "Little friend Li has such kindness, which is rare." "Come on, bring the wine, I want to drink with Little friend Li!"
Murong Hai slapped the table, as if he had met a confidant. The atmosphere of the banquet became more and more harmonious and warm. "Little friend Li, I toast you a glass!" "Drink!" "Nephew Li, another glass!" "I'll keep you company!" "Brother Li has a big capacity." "Brother, what are you talking about." Watching the old and the young drinking and talking happily. Murong Xiao: "???" This, this is not right. "I'll take my leave first." The lord of the mansion stood up, said hello and walked out. As he was walking out of the door, his peripheral vision swept over Li Mo and narrowed his eyes slightly. The inheritance that caused the glow that day was not in the other person... PS: I am updating late because I am sorting out the plot. Sorry, there will be no less updates today.
