When the old immortal master left, Liping pulled Li Feng into the door and asked in a low voice.

"Then the martial artist is really Zuo Wusheng?"

Li Feng looked up at his father, nodded and said in a low voice.

"Indeed..."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? When did you know him, wouldn't he be a liar?"

"Impossible! Master Zuo is not a liar. We have known each other for a long time. He used to live in the Nichen Temple before. I met when I was there. He even saved me, so it will appear in the city. A monster was knocked to death by a flat stick found by Zuo Daxia!"

Liping nodded thoughtfully and patted Li Feng on the shoulder.

"Okay, you can go down first. Tonight, Daddy will let the kitchen cook another table of good dishes. You should talk to that hero Zuo first. Later, when you come back for your father, you will invite him in person."

"Daddy, are you going out?"

Hearing Li Feng's words, Liping rubbed his head with a smile.

"Yeah, Dad had to go out for public affairs, but Xianchang Tang's visit was delayed. Don't worry, Dad will come back when he goes."

Liping left the official residence in a hurry, but did not go to the official office, but went straight to the palace, but not to see the emperor, but went straight to a place in the palace called Tianjian Pagoda, which was a Buddhist pagoda. Masters usually practice here.

Judging from Tang Xianchang's reaction just now, Zuo Wuji in Li Feng's mouth was probably not an impersonator, so Liping thought about it and thought that the safest thing was to confirm this matter with Master Mo Yun.

Liping just arrived near the pagoda, as if his mind was calmer. There was a faint sound of Buddha's voice coming from the pagoda. There was a young monk standing outside the pagoda. Seeing Liping coming, he took the initiative to step forward.

"Lord Li, my tutor feels that there is a guest visiting, so I am specially ordered to wait here, Mr. Li, please come in!"

"Oh, thank you Master Pratt & Whitney."

"Lord Li is very polite, please!"

The young monk opened the door of the stupa for Liping, and very gracefully stretched out his hand to invite Liping to enter.

Liping entered the pagoda with the monk, and then went up layer by layer, not to the top floor, but stopped at the third floor, where the holy monk Moyun lived on weekdays.

"Dong dong dong..." "Master, Master Li is here!"

After the young monk knocked on the door, he announced, and the voice of monk Moyun came out.

"come in!"

As soon as the voice fell, the door opened by itself. Monk Mo Yun was sitting on a futon facing the door, opening his eyes to look at the door.

"National teacher, Liping takes the liberty to visit!"

Even though there are many immortals in the country now living in the Xia Yong Dynasty, the Moyun Sage, who has been assisting the Xia Yong royal family many years ago, is still the national teacher of a country, and the current emperor has never moved to change the national teacher. Thought, the DPRK officials also respected the national teacher, including Liping naturally.

"It's good, Daming King Buddha, Master Li came in a hurry, but what's the emergency?"

Monk Moyun didn't even need to look at it, and he knew that Liping had come all the way by seeing the sweat on Liping's forehead and panting slightly.

"I can't hide from you, the national teacher."

Liping glanced back subconsciously, and then approached the national teacher a few steps.

"National teacher, you should still remember that Tang Xianchang wanted to take the child as his apprentice before, right?"

Monk Moyun frowned slightly.

"Lord Li, Lao Na should have warned you not to talk too much about Linglang's affairs in court."

Li Ping was ashamed.

"Yes, yes, the national teacher did warn him, but Li Mou slipped his words after drinking at the banquet when His Majesty received the immortal masters from the earth, hey..."

The old monk Moyun looked at Liping lightly. It was unclear whether it was true that he lost his words after drinking.

"Then Immortal Tang is really good at cultivation, you should be very happy, Master Li, why does he seem to be worried?"

In fact, Liping's face was well concealed, but the old monk Moyun could see at a glance that he had something on his mind. Sure enough, after being punctuated, Liping also saved the polite words that he was going to make around.

"National teacher, to be honest, Li Mou is indeed in a dilemma at this meeting. When the child came to Beijing, Tang Xianchang was very fond of it, and it was a good thing for [] my Li family's ancestral grave was smoked, but he never agreed to worship Tang Xianchang as a teacher... …”

Monk Mo Yun looked at Liping. If the other party asked him to persuade Li Feng, he would never move, but Liping's next words quickly let him know that he was wrong.

"Li originally thought it was a child who was afraid of life, but he didn't expect him to be obsessed with learning martial arts. Originally, that martial arts was only a trivial technique, so it would be best for him to learn immortals, but I didn't expect... I didn't expect that the one who taught the child martial arts turned out to be Wu Shengzhi. Respect, the world's famous hero Zuo Wuji!"

Monk Moyun's drooping eyes suddenly widened.

"What? Zuo Wuji? Mr. Li, you..."

The old monk Moyun stopped in the middle of his words, but held the rosary and kept stirring, muttering the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth,

After a while, he looked up again, looking at Liping in shock.

During the spiritual calculation of the scriptures just now, Monk Moyun seemed to be able to see blood rising from the sky in a blurred distance.

"This martial arts, I am afraid that it is not Wu Sheng himself, but also a martial arts master who is almost the same!"

"National teacher, is this martial arts a trivial technique? Now they are building the Confucian Temple and Martial Arts Temple, and they all say that the fate of Wen and Wu will be determined, but Li still has a lot of doubts about this. Can Wen Zhi and martial arts really be upgraded by this?"

Monk Mo Yun shook his head slightly. Even a court official like Liping had a little understanding of this, let alone others.

"Lord Li, the so-called civil and military luck is the grand luck of heaven and earth, and it is the cornerstone of the real rise of the human race. It cannot be achieved without infinite wisdom and endless opportunities, but Yunzhou Dazhen was able to create this earth-shattering event. It is indeed worthy of the homeland of the two sages of civil and military..."

Master Mo Yun paused for a moment before continuing.

"These two sages of civil and military affairs, I must have heard of Lord Li many times. One is Yin Zhaoxian, who is the leader of today's Dazhen ministers. Lord Li is also a scholar. What do you think of Duke Yin?"

Liping thought for a while before answering.

"The articles in Duke Yin's book are now secretly published in my Xia Yong Dynasty, and Li has the good fortune to read some of them. He knows people by reading the texts, and his people must have the ability to read and educate the world. What's even more rare is that his writing is upright and uncompromising. It's really rare to lose some relaxation..."

"Well, the old man can also tell Master Li that if a scholar with lofty aspirations and an honest man reads more of Yin Gong's articles, he will nourish his righteousness and cultivate his spirituality by reading. The strength will go further, and even the good articles in the world will gradually help the readers to cultivate their spirituality, which is no longer illusory."

"What about Wu Sheng?"

The old monk Moyun looked at Liping lightly, and did not directly say Wu Sheng Zuo Wuji.

"Martial Dao is slightly different from Wen Dao. To achieve Dao with martial arts, temper oneself, be brave and diligent, like fire like a dragon, Martial Dao is the way of strength, and it is the way for the strong to break the shackles with fists. It may be true, but the martial arts are definitely not the case, those who practice martial arts without knowing the meaning of martial arts just practice martial arts, and those who know their minds and are determined to forge ahead will have the martial spirit and the martial arts..."

"What about Ming Martial Dao?"

Liping hurriedly asked, and the old monk Moyun just smiled.

"Old Na said, Martial Dao is the way of strength, if a master like Martial Sage, if a demon obstructs the road and destroys his demon, if a demon kills someone and kills his demon, if an immortal despises the ability to kill immortals... Martial Sage Zuo Wuji, Heihuang The Wan Yao Banquet was famous all over the world. It was only because of the chaos of the demons while traveling in Tianyu Continent that he was voluntarily captured by the demons and taken to the human and animal caves. When they reached the inside of the demon camp, they showed their fangs and cut demons all the way from the demon cave. Killing demons, there are countless demons and demons who died under his hands, using martial arts as a pen, writing the principles of the saint in blood, all the warriors and mortals who witnessed it all bowed down to him, calling him 'the saint in martial arts', and the saint was complimented by the world. , Wu Sheng was killed with one punch and one kick!"

Liping trembled when he heard it, and when he thought of Zuo Wuji, who was fighting with the body of a mortal in the cave filled with demons, he had goosebumps and asked with a slightly trembling voice.

"Then, how does the Martial Saint compare to Tang Xianchang?"

The old monk Mo Yun sighed, Master Li has become so snobbish after all, no wonder reading the book of Wensheng just thinks that the other party is brilliant.

"Hey, Mr. Li is joking. In terms of the wonderful transformation and elegant meaning, I think Tang Xianchang is better than Zuo Wusheng, but in terms of cultivation and strength, I am afraid that ten Tangpus are not the opponents of Wusheng. More importantly, If Sage Wu can stay in our dynasty, as long as he can regard himself as half of Xia Yong, it will definitely bring amazing martial luck to the dynasty!"

Liping nodded and bowed solemnly to the national teacher again.

"Thank you for the guidance of the national teacher, Liping has retired!"

Master Mo Yun didn't hold back, and stood up from the futon to return the salute.

"Lord Li, walk slowly, benefit from the benefits, send and see Mr. Li."

"It's Master!"

Liping left the monk's room with courtesy, and then waited for the monk Puhui to close the door before going out together. After leaving the pagoda and salute to the monk Puhui, Liping hurried home again.

At the same time, Ji Yuan was grinding ink in the house, and there was "Jian Yi Tie" on the table. In the past few days, he had to brush ink for the small characters every day. In the previous battle, these characters were greatly damaged, but they were all like this. Being well-behaved makes Ji Yuan very distressed. When they shout, they don't think they are noisy.

"Dong dong dong..."

The door was open, Zuo Wuji still knocked on the door, but did not enter directly, and Ji Yuan did not raise his head, just opened his mouth to let Zuo Wuji enter the room.

"Master Zuo, come in."

Zuo Wuji walked into the house and saw the hundreds of small characters in "Jianyi Tie", each of which seemed to have its own breathing rhythm, as if all of them were practicing.

"Mr. Ji, I heard that Tang is here again today."

"Um~lightnovelpub.net~ What's the hurry?"

Zuo Wuji said helplessly.

"Although Li Feng is a little rebellious, he was taught by you to know the etiquette, and he was very afraid of his father. Maybe he will obey after a while. You also said that he can't learn to control the mind at all."

"Yes, so Master Zuo, when Liping comes to beg you, you must promise him and accept Li Feng as a disciple."

"But the person Li Feng wants to worship is you."

Ji Yuan raised his head to look at Zuo Wuji and continued to grind ink.

"Not to mention whether Li Feng meets Ji's conditions for accepting an apprentice, Ji is now in a vortex, and he can't take Li Feng with him, and he can't teach immortal methods and martial arts, where in the world is there your Martial Sage Lord better?"

Zuo Wuji smiled bitterly.

"Mr. Ji, don't make fun of me, I'm just a martial sage. Now the rumors are more and more exaggerated. The day before yesterday, you and that Zhu Yan fought, I can only run around on the ground..."

Ji Yuan Momo's hand stopped at this moment, and when he looked up, there was already a person leaning on the door, it was Zhu Yan with short white beard and hair.

"You Zuo Wuji can run and escape, which is not bad, but you can go further and become stronger, so strong that it makes the real fairy and the king, and the heavenly demons and real demons are terrified!"

Zuo Wuji slowly turned around, looked at Zhu Yan cautiously, and sneered.

"We are still discussing how to teach Li Feng martial arts, but you really want to teach me martial arts?"

Zhu Yan skipped Zuo Wuji and looked at Ji Yuan, who was holding the pen. This pen was in Ji Yuan's hand, but it seemed to be a sword. There was a heart-pounding sword intent in the air. He knew that he wanted to break through Zuo Yuan. Wuji, the key is not the Martial Saint himself, but the fate.

"Mr. Ji, you and I don't know each other. I also said before that there are big secrets between heaven and earth. You and I don't have to fight me!"

Zhu Yan consciously tried to be hard in a hurry, maybe not, so he tried soft.