Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 7 Going Down the Mountain
Luoyang is far away in the Central Plains, while the Huashan School is located in Shaanxi, so it stands to reason that the two cannot be matched.

But that Mr. Wang had a wide circle of friends, Huashan School had received his convenience in the past, this time they sent invitations up the mountain, Yue Buqun didn't want to show him face.

"Yes, Master." Mo Yuan arched his hands and took the two letters from the table.

With his skill, it is indeed time for him to walk around the rivers and lakes and make a name for himself.

"After going down the mountain, remember not to fight fiercely with others. It is better to increase your knowledge of the world. Don't learn from your elder brother and provoke other famous sects!" Yue Buqun earnestly instructed.

It wasn't that he was wordy, but that with Mo Yuan's skill, if he really wanted to cause trouble, he was much stronger than Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong is no more than a second-rate master, but his sixth disciple is a real first-rate master, he understands the essence of boxing and sword skills, and he can't take it down unless he uses all his strength.

If he gets into trouble, I'm afraid it will be a big disaster.

Although he knew that this disciple was usually prudent, Yue Buqun was still a little worried.

"Master, don't worry, if people don't offend me, I won't offend others. This disciple will always keep it in mind." Mo Yuan replied.

Yue Buqun waved his hand, signaling Mo Yuan to back down, Mo Yuan saluted, then left the study, went to his courtyard, packed a few clothes, and then went down Huashan.

As soon as he came out of Mount Hua, Mo Yuan suddenly felt that the sky was high and the earth was wide, like a bird out of its cage.

He stayed on the mountain for eight years. In the first three years, he only practiced the basic Huashan swordsmanship. In the first three years, he obtained the Hunyuan Kungfu. He practiced hard, day and night. and boxing.

In the eight years since he came to this world, he has never had a glimpse of what the world looks like. Even about the world, no one has ever talked to him about it. Can't see anyone else.

Far away from Mount Hua, Mo Yuan felt happy when he saw a small town in front of him, and couldn't help laughing loudly: "Hahahahaha, Jianghu, here I come!"

Unexpectedly, with this smile, something happened.

I could only hear someone scolding with a Sichuan accent not far away: "You son of a bitch, where did you come from to disturb people's peace here?!"

Then there was a sound of clothes ripping through the air, but it was the two young men who made light work and landed in front of Mo Yuan.

Both of them were wearing blue robes, white cloths on their heads, and earless hemp shoes on their feet, and they were looking at Mo Yuan with displeasure.

"Senior Brother Yu, look at this young man who just came out of the rivers and lakes, but he is so stupid to shout." One of the big men looked at Mo Yuan and smiled.

The young man surnamed Yu heard the words and said with a smile: "Looking at this green shirt, he should be a disciple of the Huashan School. Hehe, it is also fate that we met."

"Who said it wasn't."

Junior Brother Luo smiled more and more, and he said to Mo Yuan: "Boy, so that you know that the two of us are disciples of the Qingcheng School. Your senior brother injured my senior brother a few days ago. Today I should The two have avenged their revenge!"

These two people are Yu Renhao and Luo Renjie, the third eldest in Qingcheng Sixiu. It was precisely because Linghu Chong beat their senior brothers in the restaurant that Yu Canghai sent them to Mount Hua to interrogate them. Unexpectedly, they met each other , Met the fledgling Mo Yuanlai.

"That's the reason, boy, you are a fledgling, today my two brothers will let you know what it means to be dangerous in the world!" Luo Renjie said.

"Qingcheng faction, teach me that the world is dangerous, what a big tone!" Mo Yuan said disdainfully, wanting to vent his anger on him, the two of them simply thought too much.

"Yo, the kid is quite crazy, look at the trick!"

Looking at Mo Yuan's appearance, the two of them frowned and shouted in agreement. The two long swords suddenly came out of their sheaths, and stabbed towards Mo Yuan one left and one right.

These two swords came fiercely and took Mo Yuan's left and right thighs separately. It seemed that the two of them had the intention of destroying Mo Yuan's legs.

Mo Yuan snorted coldly, thrust the sword in his hand towards the ground, Hunyuan's inner strength gathered on his fists, and his fists showed a slight color of white jade. The incoming double swords.

Seeing Mo Yuan's fist against the sword, the two men from the Qingcheng faction were overjoyed. They only wanted to hurt this fellow's leg and told him to cultivate for a few months. No wonder the two of them.

Both of them had the intention of venting their anger for the master, and their swords suddenly became sharper by three points.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yuan didn't dodge or dodge, as if he didn't see it, when the fist and sword collided, there were only two crisp sounds, and the two fine steel long swords were broken by a punch.

"not good!"

The alarm bells in the two people's hearts were loud, but they didn't have time to change their moves, they watched the white jade-colored fist hit themselves, and the two were thrown into the air.

"Qingcheng faction, that's all!" Mo Yuan looked at the two who fell to the ground and vomited blood, and said coldly.

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other, but they didn't dare to answer any more. They met on the left and right, and they made a sudden move, which was morally wrong. The man in front of him smashed his two swords with one punch, obviously they were not able to be hostile. A few words of scolding are better than suffering again.

Seeing that the two men bowed their heads in silence, Mo Yuan didn't say anything. He picked up his long sword and walked towards the small town. That's enough, the two of them will have to lie down for at least a month or two.

Seeing Mo Yuan disappear in front of them, the two of them began to howl, and Luo Renjie moaned, "Master...Senior Brother...how are you..."

Yu Renhao is the only son of Yu Canghai, the head of the current Qingcheng School, and his status is one level higher than him.

Yu Renhao gasped and said, "No...nothing..., this guy's Broken Jade Fist...is so good...so powerful...I'm afraid...I'm afraid it's not far from the first-class realm..."

Why didn't these two people talk about him for the time being, but said that Mo Yuan had entered the town, until they couldn't see him, and then they smiled wryly.

His Broken Jade Fist is indeed majestic and invincible, but he used too much strength just now, and with a "stab" sound, his sleeve was torn apart, and he needs to hit it twice, and his clothes will be torn if he is not sure. up.

Broken Jade Fist is one of Huashan's Nine Skills. It cuts gold and cuts jade with unrivaled ferocity.

With Mo Yuan's current skill, if he strikes with all his strength, even a large bluestone can be crushed with one punch, not to mention a thin layer of sword blade and two Qingcheng second-generation disciples with shallow internal strength.

"It's just a pity, this boxing method damages clothes too much, it's better to use it sparingly." Mo Yuan muttered to himself.

This is the disadvantage of practicing Hunyuan Kungfu. If it is practicing Zixia Divine Kungfu, why would there be such troubles?However, Zixia's miraculous skills have only been handed down to the head of the family. Although Mo Yuan's talent is unparalleled, Yue Buqun obviously hasn't decided on who will be the head.

However, the twelfth level of Hunyuan Kungfu, Mo Yuan has not practiced to perfection yet, so there is no need to rush to seek other magical skills...

ps: As usual, one chapter will be updated at [-]:[-]:[-], everyone will read it during breakfast and lunch, and at night, everyone, please stop playing with your mobile phone and go to bed early...

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