A life of meritorious deeds starting from Thunderbolt

After coming out of seclusion, Jun Moye and Ah Lian left Xiwulin and headed towards the Central Plains.

They didn't know that after they left, an uninvited guest came to the unknown mountain where they settled.

"Master, according to the road map, the boundary of Tiannan Mountain is ahead." Ah Lian held the map and raised his finger to point to the large mountain that spanned several miles directly ahead.

"It's getting dark now, and there aren't any hotels or towns nearby. It seems like we're going to sleep in the wilderness today." Jun Moxie said as he walked forward.

"Perhaps you can find her home by climbing over Tiannan Mountain." Ah Lian followed, looking forward to it.

"Maybe..." Jun Moxie didn't hold out much hope. The plight was so great that it was sparsely populated and the wilderness was everywhere in the mountains.

Ding! Ding! Ding!…

After climbing Tiannan Mountain, a sound of gold and iron knocking came from the front through the forest.

"Hey, there is no way out after mountains and rivers, but there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers!" Jun Moxie and Ah Lian were overjoyed. There might be someone in front of them.

Along the mountain road, Jun Moxie and Ah Lian walked forward. Soon, a thatched cottage appeared in their sight.

In front of the thatched cottage, a gray-haired old man with a hunchback was concentrating on blacksmithing.

"Hey, a guest is here." Before Jun Moxie and Ah Lian approached, the old man stopped what he was doing and turned to look at the two people coming along the mountain road.

"Excuse me, old man," Ah Lian stepped forward and said to the old man with a smile, "We are travelers passing by. How far is the nearest market town from here?"

"The nearest market town is still fifty miles away from here. If you two want to stay here, you may not be able to make it at this time." The old man replied.

"This..." Ah Lian turned back to look at Jun Moxie, with a questioning look in his eyes.

"Old man, it's getting late. I wonder if my master and servant can stay here for a night. Of course, accommodation fees and other expenses are indispensable." Jun Moxie stepped forward and said.

"Ten taels, five taels of food per person." The old man stretched out a finger and said with a smile.

"...Okay." Jun Moxie looked at Ah Lian and nodded.

"Here are ten taels, old man, please keep them." Ah Lian took out ten taels of silver and handed it to the old man.

"Okay, you two, please come with me." The old man accepted the money with a smile and walked into the thatched cottage.

"Young master, stay here, Ah Lian will go take a look first." Ah Lian took the lead, planning to go in and tidy up the room first, so as not to make it too sloppy. Seeing the old man's appearance, Ah Lian didn't think this thatched cottage could be very clean.

Seeing this, Jun Moxie stayed outside indifferently.

Looking around, there is a blazing stove outside the thatched cottage, and there are several finished and semi-finished swords on the cutting board.

Jun Moxie picked up a sword, the blade of the sword was gleaming with cold light, and the mirror-like sword body reflected the cold air on Jun Moxie's face. There was a little cold light condensed in the middle of the high burning blade on the blade, which seemed to be flowing continuously, adding to the

Sharp coolness.

"The old man has good craftsmanship." Jun Moxie praised.

"Thank you for the compliment, sir." The old man came out of the thatched cottage and smiled proudly.

"Ah Lian and I are chatting here and haven't introduced ourselves yet," Jun Moxie turned around and said with a smile, "Jun Moxie, what do you call me?"

"Qiaolong is a half-hunchback, sir, just call me half-hunchback." The old man said.

"What a half-hunchbacked old man. The Central Plains is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. You can meet a master just by walking around." Jun Moxie looked at the hunchbacked old man up and down.

Although the man in front of him looked like he was about to die, the sword intent in his body that should not be underestimated was difficult to hide from Jun Moxie's eyes.

"Oh, old man, how can I be called a master?" The hunchback shook his head and smiled bitterly, "If we talk about masters, sir is the one."

"Ha, the old man is so humble." Jun Moxie said with a smile.

"From what Mr. Cai said just now, it seems that he is not from the Central Plains?" He changed the subject, as if he wanted to talk about family matters.

"The two of us came from the Southern Wulin. We came to the Central Plains this time to find someone." Jun Moxie didn't hide much. On the contrary, he also intended to get some information from the half-humpling.

"Oh? Who are you looking for, sir? I wonder if I can know, old man?" the cripple asked tentatively.

"It's not something shameful, and what's not allowed?" Jun Moxie generously revealed three names, "Holy Master, Old Buddha, Taoist Master."

"Huh? If the old man remembers correctly, these three people should be the leaders of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism." The half-hunchback said in surprise.

"Yes, does the old man know where they are?" Jun Moxie's eyes narrowed and he asked with a smile.

"I knew a thing or two before, but hundreds of years ago, there was no news after the duel between the leader of the three religions and the lord of the demon world, Mo Kui, on the Wild Dragon Road." Ban Hunchao said.

"They are dead?!" Jun Moxie frowned, and the majestic aura that had been restrained suddenly became turbulent!

"Uh!" The cripple who was facing Jun Moxie suddenly felt a huge mountain pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe.

This breath of air appeared suddenly and disappeared just as quickly. As he breathed a sigh of relief, he realized that cold sweat had broken out on his forehead.

"Probably not yet. After all, the status of the leaders of the three religions is respected. If such a big man dies, it will definitely cause shock to the three religions. But so far, there is no news about this in the world." The half-hunchback wiped the sweat on his forehead.

He secretly complained, this strong man came out of nowhere, it was a bit scary.

"It's good that he's not dead." Jun Moxie raised his head and looked at the sky, not knowing when the sun had set.

"Master, are you hungry? Ah Lian is going to prepare dinner." At this time, Ah Lian, who had already tidied up the room, walked out, "Old man, where is the kitchen?"

"Oh, I'll take the girl." The cripple immediately smiled and led Ah Lian toward the kitchen.

…

The next day, when the sun was shining brightly in the sky and the work was already started, Jun Moxie and Ah Lian were already packing their things and preparing to set off again.

"Young man..."

"How did you..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

…

Outside the thatched cottage, the sound of blacksmithing disappeared, but the sound of many people talking could be heard.

"It seems that this old man's business is good. There are customers coming so early." Ah Lian packed his bags and said to Jun Moxie with a smile.

"Not necessarily, maybe they were just passing by like us." Jun Moxie said, stepping out of the thatched cottage.

"Huh? Is there a stranger? Just in case, tell me whether the sword made by this old man is a sword or a piece of scrap metal." A white-haired swordsman in blue uniform looked domineeringly at Jun who walked out of the thatched cottage.

Moye said.

"Huh?" Jun Moxie looked at the half-hunchback holding a sword. Next to him was a young man with scars on his face and full of herpes.

"An evil guest has come to our door to disturb you, sir." The half-hunchback said to Jun Moxie apologetically.

"It doesn't matter," Jun Moxie waved his hand and looked at the white-haired swordsman, "No one can tell whether a sword is a piece of scrap metal. Why not try it with your sword. If you can cut off the sword in the old man's hand, then it will

It's just a piece of scrap metal, what do you think?"

"Well, that's a good idea." The swordsman looked at the cripple with a provocative look, "Old man, just use the sword in your hand to fight with me to prove whether your sword is scrap metal!"