Glancing at the purple-robed old man, Li Mo bowed slightly and said, "Junior greets Master Murong."
Murong Hai stroked his beard and smiled: "Please take a seat."
"I guess this is the mysterious soldier Chi Xiao."
"In the future of Qingyuan Sect, I'm afraid there will be two more sword immortals."
The purple-robed old man smiled, but did not act like the master of a mansion.
The Dayu Dynasty has been the common ruler of the world.
But in fact, except for Zhong Shenzhou, the rest of the territories of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are all governed by the sects.
It’s a bit like the enfeoffment in the previous life.
Dayu was the Zhou Dynasty, and the clans were the princes, big and small, who divided the land and established their own territories.
Li Mo had also read history books.
It was not like this in the previous dynasty. Truly, the whole world belonged to the king.
Later, Emperor Wu of the Yu Dynasty raised an army and promised that after success, he would rule the world together with the clans. He received countless responses and successfully changed the world.
However, in name, the other party is still the master of a prefecture and is on equal footing with the leader of Qingyuan Sect.
Li Mo did not lose his manners either.
After some pleasantries, it was already afternoon.
A banquet was held at the mansion to entertain them.
There were all kinds of creatures at the banquet, including those flying in the sky, walking on the ground, and swimming in the water, and each person was served by a beautiful maid.
"Xiao'er, in Qingyuan Sect, without me watching over you, you must have not slacked off, right?"
Murong Hai took his grandson's hand, feeling it silently, and suddenly he exclaimed:
“This doesn’t seem to be the body-refining method of the Divine Weapon Peak lineage.”
"You figured it out."
Murong Xiao smiled awkwardly: "Brother Li gave it to me. I haven't even started yet."
From the eyes of grandfather and grandson.
The former was a little hesitant, while the latter explored with some embarrassment.
Li Mo smiled and didn't care:
"It's okay to show it to your grandfather. It's not borrowed from the library, so there's no need to worry about it getting out there."
Only then did Murong Xiao feel at ease and took out the book.
"Golden Bell Cover..."
Murong Hai narrowed his old eyes, and the light in his eyes became brighter the more he looked.
He was also a martial artist at the Guanshen realm, and he could tell at a glance that this was a body-building method that was biased towards Buddhism.
It can not only strengthen the body, but also eliminate distracting thoughts and cleanse the soul.
It is absolutely perfect to let Xiaoer practice.
In fact, he has been looking for similar martial arts during this period of time, but has found nothing.
This Golden Bell Cover is probably extremely precious among the top martial arts...
"Little friend Li, this method is precious, but it should not be passed on lightly..."
"Brother Murong and I are very good friends, and this "Golden Bell Cover" is just right for him."
"It can be considered as finding a successor for this martial art, otherwise it would be lost."
Li Mo saw Murong Hai's hesitation.
No matter whether it is a large or small sect, they all attach great importance to their own martial arts and strictly prohibit passing it on to outsiders.
If you learn martial arts secretly and are discovered by the real master, it would be reasonable for him to come and kill you. At the very least, his martial arts skills will be destroyed.
The old man was worried about the origin of this martial art.
After hearing him say this, Murong Hai's brows finally relaxed.
He had indeed never heard of any major sect in the martial arts world that was famous for this superior martial art.
But one thing is certain.
This Li Zhenchuan probably knows Xiao'er very well, including his bloodline...
"Li Zhen has a lot of good fortune. Could it be that he has met a master who has passed down his legacy?"
The mansion lord, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly asked.
“I guess so.”
Li Mo nodded slightly.
"I will remember your kindness in passing on my skills to you."
Murong Hai understood and smiled kindly: "Since Li Xiaoyou has come to Ziyang City, please stay for a few more days and let us show our hospitality as a host."
Then he looked at his grandson:
"Xiao'er, from now on you have to treat Li Xiaoyou as your brother, understand?"
He didn't know who was older and who was younger, but it didn't matter.
The Li Zhenchuan in front of him is not only talented, but also has a very decent way of dealing with people. He will definitely not be an ordinary person in the future.
This kind of person, unless something unexpected happens, will definitely be a high-ranking member of the Qingyuan Sect.
Even the sect leader is possible.
Even if there is no transmission of skills, it is still necessary to maintain good relationships.
Murong Xiao nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
Do I need you to remind me?
"You and Xiao'er came down the mountain to carry out the sect's mission, right?"
"Yes, Grandpa, I want to find ten blood-producing herbs, and Brother Li wants to catch 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 he betrayed the sect and became a bandit."
"After fleeing to Ziyang Prefecture, he beat and killed several yamen runners, so he reported the matter to Qingyuan Sect."
As the lord of the mansion, he only cares about the common people.
All matters concerning warriors are handled by the Qingyuan Sect.
"I will send someone to find out something."
"If Li Zhenchuan needs any help, please feel free to ask."
Murong Hai said casually.
For him, finding a bandit in the inner breath realm was not a big deal.
Li Mo was not hypocritical: "I do have something to ask, but it's my own private matter."
"But it's okay."
"My family has a motto that we must do good deeds once a year, so I would like to borrow some manpower from you to open a charity hall in the city to distribute porridge and rice..."
Of course, Xiao Li did this to help Bingtuozi find someone.
Since we are looking for a little beggar, the best way, of course, is to give him food.
According to Bingtuozi, the person she was looking for should be living in poverty now.
Once he gets the news, he will probably come.
When the time comes, he will open his divine eyes, sit there, and wait for the other party to fall into his trap.
Moreover, it can also make a big investment.
Although there may not be any big gains.
But, as the saying goes: mosquito legs are also meat!
"It is rare for Li Xiaoyou to have such kindness."
"Come on, bring some wine. I want to drink with little friend Li!"
Murong Hai slammed the table, as if he had met a close friend.
The atmosphere of the banquet became more harmonious and warm.
"Little friend Li, I'll toast you a glass!"
“Done!”
"Nephew Li, another drink!"
"I'll keep you company!"
"Brother Li has a huge capacity."
"That's not what I meant, brother."
Watching the old and the young drinking and chatting happily.
Murong Xiao: “???”
This, this is not right.
"I'll take my leave now."
The mansion lord stood up, said hello and walked out.
As he was walking out the door, his eyes caught sight of Li Mo and narrowed slightly.
The inheritance that caused the glow that day was not in the other person...
PS: I am sorting out the plot and updating late, sorry, there will be no less updates today.
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