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After the old immortal master left, Liping pulled Li Feng to 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 it is..."

"Why didn't you say it earlier? When did you know him? You can't be a liar, right?"

"Impossible! Zuo Daxia is not a liar. We have known each other for a long time. He also lived in the Nichen Temple before. I met him when I was in the past. He even saved me. Then there will be people in the city. A monster was knocked to death by Zuo Daxia looking for a stick at random!"

Liping nodded thoughtfully, and patted Li Feng on the shoulder.

"Okay, you go down first, tonight Daddy will let the kitchen cook another good meal, you talk to that Zuo Hero first, and I will invite him personally when I come back later."

"Daddy, are you going out?"

Hearing Li Feng's words, Liping smiled and rubbed his head.

"That's right, Dad already has something to go out to do, but Immortal Tang's visit is delayed, don't worry, Dad will come back as soon as he goes."

Liping left the mansion 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 is a Buddhist pagoda, the national teacher Moyun Masters usually practice here.

Judging from the reaction of Tang Immortal just now, the Zuo Wuji that Li Feng said was probably not a fake, so after careful consideration, Liping thought that the safest thing to do was to confirm this matter with Master Moyun.

Liping had just arrived near the pagoda, and his mind seemed to have calmed down a bit. There was a faint sound of Buddha coming from the pagoda. A young monk was standing outside the pagoda. Seeing Liping approaching, he took the initiative to take a step forward.

"Master Li, my teacher feels that there is a visitor here, and I am specially ordered to wait here. Please come in, Mr. Li!"

"Oh, thank you Master Pratt \u0026 Whitney."

"Master Li, please be polite, please!"

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

Liping followed the monk into the pagoda, and then went up layer by layer. He didn't reach the top floor, but stopped at the third floor. The holy monk Moyun lived here on weekdays.

"Boom boom boom..." "Master, Master Li is here!"

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

"come in!"

As soon as the words were finished, the door opened by itself. Monk Moyun was sitting on a futon facing the door, opening his eyes and looking at the door.

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

Even though there are many immortals in the country who have come to live in the Xiayong Dynasty to determine the fate of the universe, the Moyun Saint Monk who has been assisting the Xiayong royal family many years ago is still a national teacher, and the current emperor has never moved to change the national teacher. Thoughts, the high officials of the DPRK and China also respected the national teacher, including Liping naturally.

"Good thing Daming King Buddha, Mr. Li came in a hurry, but what's the matter?"

Monk Moyun didn't need any clairvoyance, just seeing the sweat on Liping's forehead and panting slightly, he knew he had come all the way.

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

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

"National teacher, you should still remember the matter that Tang Xianzhang wanted to accept the child as a disciple before?"

Monk Moyun frowned slightly.

"Lord Li, I should have warned you not to say too much about your son in court."

Li Ping was ashamed.

"Yes, yes, the national teacher did warn you, but that time Li made a slip of the tongue at the banquet where His Majesty received all the immortal masters, hey..."

The old monk Moyun looked at Liping indifferently, it was not clear if it was true that he had slipped his words after drinking, but the deal was done, and he could see through it or not.

"Then Immortal Tang is really good at cultivation. You, Mr. Li, should be very happy. Why does your face seem sad?"

In fact, Liping concealed his expression very well, but the old monk Moyun could tell at a glance that he had something on his mind. Sure enough, after being pointed out, Liping also omitted the polite words that he was planning to make a detour.

"National teacher, to be honest, Li is really in a dilemma at this moment. My son came to the capital. Originally, Immortal Tang liked it very much. It was a good thing for my Li family's ancestral grave to smoke, but he has never agreed to worship Immortal Tang as his teacher..."

Monk Moyun looked at Liping, if the other party asked him to persuade Li Feng, then he would never move, but Liping's next words soon let him know that he was wrong.

"Li thought it was because the child was afraid of strangers, but he didn't expect that he was obsessed with learning martial arts. Originally, the martial arts were nothing more than mortal arts, so it would be best for him to learn from immortals, but he didn't expect... I didn't expect that the one who taught children martial arts was actually a master of martial arts. Your Honor, Zuo Wuji, the world famous hero!"

Monk Moyun's drooping eyelids suddenly widened.

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

The old monk Moyun stopped in the middle of his speech, but continued to move the rosary, muttering Buddhist scriptures in his mouth,

After a while, he raised his head again and looked at Liping in shock.

During the spiritual calculation just now, Monk Moyun seemed to be able to see blood rising from the sky in a blurry distance, and the light of martial arts spread out all his fantasies about the scriptures, shaking him out of a state of meditation.

"This martial arts, I'm afraid it's not the martial saint himself, but also a martial arts master who is almost the same!"

"National teacher, is this martial art a trivial art? Now they are building Confucian temples and Martial arts temples, and they all say that the fortune of civil and martial arts is determined, but Li still has a lot of doubts about it. Can Wenzhi and martial arts really be upgraded through this?"

Monk Moyun shook his head slightly, a capable official like Liping still had a little understanding of this, let alone others.

"My lord Li, the so-called civil and military luck is the great luck of heaven and earth. It is the cornerstone of the true rise of the human race. It cannot be achieved without infinite wisdom and endless opportunities, but that Yunzhou Dazhen was able to create this earth-shattering feat." It is indeed worthy of the homeland of the two sages of civil and military..."

Master Moyun paused slightly, then continued.

"Master Li must have heard of these two sages of civil and military affairs many times. One is Yin Zhaoxian, who is the head of the great ministers today. Lord Li is also considered a literati. What do you think of Duke Yin?"

Liping thought for a moment before replying.

"The articles in Yin Gong's books are now secretly published in my Xia Yong Dynasty. Li is also fortunate to have seen some of them. He knows people by reading the literature. He must have the talent to study the world and the world. It's really rare to lose relaxation and relax..."

"Well, I can also tell Master Li that if a scholar with great ambition and integrity reads more Yin Gong's articles, he will nourish his righteousness and cultivate his spirituality by reading. The power will go further, and even the good articles in the world will gradually help the scholars to cultivate their spirits, which is no longer illusory."

"What about Wu Sheng?"

Old Monk Moyun looked at Liping indifferently, and didn't directly say Martial Saint Zuo Wuji.

"Wu Dao is slightly different from Wen Dao. Use martial arts to achieve Dao, temper yourself, be brave and diligent, like a fire like a dragon. Martial Dao is the way of strength. It is the way for the strong to be the first to punch and break the shackles. It used to be said in the practice circle that martial arts are everything. This statement may be true, but it is definitely not the case in martial arts. Those who practice martial arts without understanding their meaning are just practicing martial arts, while those who understand their meaning and are determined to forge ahead will gain martial arts and understand martial arts..."

"What about Ming Wu Dao?"

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

"My old man said that the way of martial arts is the way of strength. For a master like a martial sage, if a monster blocks the way, he will destroy the demon, if the demon harms others, he will kill the demon, and if the immortal despises him, he can kill the immortal... The martial sage left Wuji, black wasteland The Battle of Wan Yao Ban is famous all over the world. It was only because of the chaos of demons when he was traveling in Tianyuzhou. Killing demons, countless monsters died under his hands, using martial arts as a substitute, writing the principles of saints in blood, all warriors and mortals who witnessed him bowed down to him, and called him "the saint of martial arts", the saint of literature is praised by people all over the world , Wu Sheng was killed with one punch and one kick!"

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Liping trembled all over when he heard that, thinking of Zuo Wuji who was fighting with a mortal body in the cave full of monsters, goosebumps rose all over his body, and he asked in a slightly trembling voice.

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

The old monk Moyun sighed, Master Li has become so snobbish after all, no wonder he only thinks that the other party is brilliant when he reads the book of the literary sage.

"Hey, Master Li was just joking. In terms of changes, magic, music and elegance, I think Tang Immortal is better than Zuo Wusheng, but in terms of cultivation and strength, I am afraid that even ten Tangpus are no match for Wusheng. More importantly, If the Martial Sage can stay in our court, as long as he can regard himself as half of Xia Yong, he will definitely win amazing martial arts for the court!"

Liping nodded, and solemnly saluted the national teacher again.

"Thank you for your guidance, National Teacher, Liping is resigning!"

Master Moyun didn't hold back either, and stood up from the futon to return the gift.

"Master Li, go slowly, Pu Hui, see off Master Li."

"It's Master!"

Li Ping bowed out of the monk's room, waited for the monk Puhui to close the door, and then went out together. After leaving the stupa, after saluting to the monk Puhui, Liping hurried home again.

At the same time, Ji Yuan was grinding ink in the room, and there was "Sword Intent Tie" on the table. These days, he had to brush ink for the small characters every day. These characters lost their vitality in the previous battle, but all of them were like this. They are cute, which made Ji Yuan feel distressed. When they yelled, they didn't feel that they were noisy.

"Boom boom boom..."

The door was open, Zuo Wuji still knocked on the door, but didn't go in directly, and Ji Yuan didn't look up, just opened his mouth to let Zuo Wuji enter the room.

"Left hero, come in."

Zuo Wuji walked into the house, and looked at the more than a hundred small characters in "Sword Intent Tie", each word seemed to have its own breathing rhythm, as if they were all practicing.

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

"Well, why, in a hurry?"

Zuo Wuji said helplessly.

"Although Li Feng is a bit rebellious, but you taught him to be very polite and afraid of his father, so he might obey after a while. You also said that he can't learn the spirit control method at all now."

"That's right. That's why Zuo Daxia, when Liping comes to beg you, you must agree to accept Li Feng as his apprentice."

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

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

"Not to mention whether Li Feng meets Ji's conditions for accepting disciples, Ji is now in a vortex, and he can't bring Li Feng with him, and he can't teach immortals. Wherever you practice martial arts, there is no place in the world like you, a martial sage. What's better?"

Zuo Wuji smiled wryly.

"Mr. Ji, please don't make fun of me. My name as a martial sage is nothing more than that. Now the rumors are getting more and more exaggerated. The day before yesterday you fought with that Zhu Yan, and I had no choice but to run around on the ground..."

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

"You, Zuo Wuji, can run and escape. It's not bad, but you can go one step further and become stronger, so strong that it will make the real gods and kings, and even the heavenly demons and demons frightened!"

Zuo Wuji turned around slowly, looked at Zhu Yan warily, 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. The pen was lying across Ji Yuan's hand, but it was like a sword. In Wuji, the key is not the Martial Saint himself, but Ji Yuan.

"Mr. Ji, you and I don't know each other. As I said before, there is a big secret between heaven and earth. You and I don't need to fight to the death!"

Zhu Yan felt that he might not be able to do it in a hurry, so he tried to be soft.