"Back then, I felt that this ancient temple's Fengshui was pretty good, so I borrowed it to stay … Du, wait a minute, Blockhead, right? I'll do it. "
The voice of the old faker came from inside.
The mahjong battlefield was in full swing.
Li Mu was speechless.
Borrow?
It seemed like they were robbers again.
Could it be that this ancient temple is also related to the traitor?
The old faker did things upside down, but he was not completely aimless.
Li Mu turned around and walked a few steps. Then he thought of another thing and felt more and more incredulous. He turned around and asked, "You are a Jianghu swindler. Where did you get one million? How could you lose so much money to others? "
"I don't have any money." The old faker said in a natural tone, "So please help me send the one million when you return the sword."
F * ck!
Li Mu was speechless.
Was there anyone who tricked their disciple like that?
Simply shameless.
Li Mu looked at Huang Yeer and Huang Shu standing outside the temple, thought for a moment, and said, "You two, stay in Randengsi Village for the time being. When I settle the business in the city and go to the Qinling Mountains, I will come to you. During this period, you can also feel the changes in the outside world."
He then turned to Luo Liang and said: "Bring the two of them to stay the night."
The three of them left.
After thinking for a while, Li Mu dialed Wang Shiwu's number.
I'm back in Baoji again. I need to contact some friends.
After all, in Li Mu's heart, he was still worried about her.
The phone was connected, and Wang Shiwu's excited voice came from the other side. They had made an appointment.
Twenty minutes later, Li Mu appeared at Wang Shiwu's house in the city mansion on Gaoxin Fourth Road. Wang Zhiwu and his wife, as well as Wang Zhen and Bai Ru, were also there. The table was covered with sumptuous dishes, which were obviously specially prepared for Li Mu.
"Uncle, auntie, Brother Xiaowu, sister-in-law."
Li Mu greeted them one by one and took out the gifts he had chosen on the way.
When Li Mu first came to Earth, he taught this family some Cultivation Methods. Therefore, Wang Zhen and Bai Ru looked extremely young and well-maintained. Their complexions were excellent. In addition, Wang Shiyu had entrusted Li Mu to bring some medicinal pellets and magical herbs to her parents. Now, the two of them could be regarded as experts among the cultivators. It was just that they had not fought and had no combat experience.
As for Wang Shiwu and his wife, they had a lot of experience and strength.
They could be considered a family of cultivators.
"Little Tomato, come, call me Uncle." In Su Yutong's arms was an adorable little girl who looked like an ice sculpture. The little girl had just turned one year old. She stared at Li Mu with her big curious eyes and stretched out her arms, begging for a hug from Li Mu.
"She's so cute." Li Mu held the little girl in his arms, feeling warm and touched.
Many a time in the universe, he had to grit his teeth and fight to the death alone. In the end, wasn't it all for the sake of these little fellows? In his clear and bright eyes, good was good and bad was bad, without a trace of impurity.
Perhaps because his parents were both cultivators, Little Tomato was very talented and had a good physique. One look and anyone could tell that he was a good candidate for cultivation.
At the dining table, when they talked about the things that had happened in the past few years, they all sighed.
Naturally, Wang Zhen and his wife asked about Wang Shiyu again. Li Mu didn't know how to answer them. After thinking for a while, he told them the truth. Since things had come to this point, there was no need to hide anything. The great era of cultivation on Earth had arrived. He believed that it wouldn't be long before the six major races arrived, and the public would know everything about the universe.
"That day, I met a man named Wang Yanyi. He said he was Little Yu's friend."
Wang Shiwu told him what had happened to him that day.
Li Mu was taken aback. "Wang Yanyi? He also came to Earth? "
"Do you know him?" Wang Shiwu asked.
Li Mu nodded and told him about Wang Yanyi's deeds.
"No wonder. He knows your sword moves. When he uses them, he is like a god. The same move, in his hands, is more than a hundred times more powerful," Wang Shiwu said.
Li Mu said, "In the battle between the Heavenly Talents, this man was called the Sword Body. I'm afraid his sword cultivation is even higher than mine … However, a foreign evil god dared to chase my friend in Baoji City. Maybe I should go to North America to visit him."
What surprised him was that Wang Yanyi actually appeared on Earth.
Li Mu returned to Earth because he knew some shortcuts. Besides, he was also an Earthling, so he would not be rejected by the force field tactical deployment of the Star Graveyard. But how did Wang Yanyi come to Earth? Could it be that he already knew about the Path to Immortality?
This matter was worth paying attention to.
Wang Yanyi was not a member of the Dark Yellow Clan. It was uncertain whether he was from one of the six clans.
If he thought about it in a bad way, he was either one of them or an enemy.
Li Mu had to look into this matter.
Ah, it was complicated. It was really a headache.
After the meal, Li Mu stayed for a while. At Wang Shiwu's suggestion, he agreed to accept Tomato as his disciple.
Li Mu was not the kind of person who cherished his own knowledge.
It would be best if what he had learned could be spread and carried forward.
He spent some time to carefully investigate Tomato's physical talent, and then chose a set of Cultivation Method for her. He carefully taught her some cultivation notes and told Wang Shiwu and Su Yutong.
"Tomato, come and kowtow to thank your master." Su Yutong led her daughter and bowed in front of Li Mu.
The little girl, who seemed to understand, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to express her gratitude.
Li Mu did not decline modestly and accepted the bow.
One of the traditional Chinese virtues of respecting one's teacher was even more worthy of praise in the great era of cultivation. Moreover, what he taught Tomato deserved such a bow.
"Kowtow to thank your master. A teacher for a day is a father for a lifetime." Wang Shiwu taught his daughter on the side and said, "In the future, you should respect your master as much as you respect and love your father."
Tomato was confused. With her mother's help, she served tea to Li Mu.
Li Mu was in a good mood.
He was willing to accept this disciple.
After that, Li Mu left the Wang family.
Although Father Wang did not say anything in the end, it could be seen from his eyes that he hoped Li Mu could help find Wang Shiyu.
Li Mu came to Gaoxin Avenue and walked casually on the side of the road.
Many years had passed, and the high-tech zone had changed a lot, but some traces of the past could still be seen.
Li Mu stood on the overpass where the four roads met and called Wang Sichao, his good friend in the past. He made an appointment with several of his best friends in junior high school and confirmed the place. He drank until three or four o 'clock in the morning at a barbecue restaurant called Fatty A' Ji.
He emptied himself and ate and drank without worries.
When he sent his drunk old classmates home one by one, it was already dawn.
Li Mu carried the ancient "Taishan" sword and went to the Golden Platform Taoist Temple.
He returned the sword.
The morning mist was hazy, and the water vapor was heavy.
The Wei River surrounded the entire Baoji City like a silver dragon, surging.
The river bridge in the past, after several renovations in the later years, could barely be used now.
Li Mu walked alone and met some people who got up early to do morning exercises.
The Golden Platform Taoist Temple was located in the middle of the North Mountain of Baoji City. After crossing the Wei River, he passed by the famous Xuanyuan Scenic Area and walked up the mottled stone steps step by step. Soon, he came to the gate of the Golden Platform Taoist Temple.
Yes, the former Golden Platform Taoist Temple was one of the major scenic spots in Baoji City.
The real core of the Golden Platform Taoist Temple was the primitive Taoist temple located in the deepest part, which had not been visited for a long time.
When Li Mu came to the gate of the primitive Taoist temple of the Golden Platform Taoist Temple, there were more than 100 Taoist priests in black and white robes practicing sword dance in the square outside. Their movements were neat and immortal, and their swordsmanship was very good. Obviously, they had been instructed by a master.
A little Daoist boy, with his hands hanging in his long sleeves, took the initiative to come forward and said, "Are you Senior Brother Li from Randeng Temple?"
Li Mu nodded.
"Senior Brother Li, are you here to return your sword?" The little Daoist boy was twelve or thirteen years old. He had a fair complexion, and one could tell at a glance that he was an extremely intelligent little genius. His entire body was flowing with spiritual energy.
Li Mu answered, "Exactly."
"Then, may I ask, Senior Brother Li, did you bring the Pure Yang Sword?" The minor orthodoxy asked again.
"Ah?" Li Mu was stunned.
Didn't the old faker say that it was still the Taishan Ancient Sword?
Why did it become a pure Yang sword?
"Sorry to bother you." Li Mu turned around and left.
What the hell is this old faker doing?
Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he saw a young Taoist priest standing three meters behind him at some point in time.
That young Taoist was dressed in a Taoist robe of the Eight Trigrams and a Taoist hat with a round sky and square earth. He was tall and slender, and his face was as clear as white jade. With a smile, he looked at Li Mu quietly.
Li Mu was shocked.
When did this person get so close to him without him noticing?
An expert.
A rare expert.
In an instant, Li Mu had an evaluation of this young Taoist.
"Amitayus Buddha, I'm the Indestructible Taoist. Greetings, God of War Li." The young Taoist bowed with one palm. He was magnanimous and elegant. His every move was natural and flawless. Li Mu felt that this young Taoist was an immortal who had ascended to heaven and achieved the Tao.
"Tell me your card number," Li Mu said.
"I'll settle the one million first."
"Then, I'll talk about the sword."
The Indestructible Taoist smiled. The little Taoist boy next to him handed him a card, on which was written the bank account number, the bank, and the name of the account holder.
"Damn, he's so well-prepared in advance."
"As a monk, you should at least be modest."
Li Mu took out his phone and called Su Cuo.
In less than a minute, the text message prompt sounded.
The little Taoist boy took out his mobile phone and looked at it. Then, he nodded to the Indestructible Taoist and said, "Senior Brother, the money has been received."
The Indestructible Taoist smiled and said, "Senior Yu is indeed a trustworthy man. Brother Li, did you bring the Pure Yang Sword?"
Li Mu was very embarrassed.
"What the hell should I say?"
"Did my master accidentally give me the wrong sword?"
At the moment, Li Mu was wondering how many swords the old faker had snatched. Was it so many that he couldn't even remember them? "So he got mixed up." "Or did he become stupid after practicing the Silent Meditation?"
"What should I do now?"
"I can't call the old faker and tell him that he got the wrong sword and that I'm now at the scene of returning the sword and the atmosphere is awkward."
"Brother Li?" Seeing Li Mu in a daze, the Indestructible Taoist slightly raised his voice.
"Forget it."
"Here's the thing. The sword my master gave me is called Taishan, not the Pure Yang Sword. Maybe there's something wrong with it. If you don't mind, you can sign for Taishan first, and then I'll go back to get the Pure Yang Sword and exchange it."
Li Mu said whatever he wanted to say.
"Anyway, I won't take the blame."
Hearing that, the Indestructible Taoist's face changed slightly. He said, "Why is the Taishan Sword also in the hands of Senior Yu? This sword … Well, I understand Senior Yu's intention. This sword is also good. "
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