Chunyang Taoist!

Li Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and took a deep look at the young man in front of him.

Looking around the world, the mystic cultivators in the deep mountains all regard themselves as masters of catching demons. They are hardworking and knowledgeable, but there are very few people who regard themselves as Taoists.

The Taoist priest in front of me has a face like Zhang Sheng's, but his temperament is special. He is aloof from the world and forgets himself, which is not like what is common in the world.

"A little light arises in the heart, and pure Yang enters the Tao throughout the body."

Li Mo whispered leisurely and put down the tofu noodle in his hand: "Tao friendly name."

"In ancient times, yin and yang combined with each other, and pure yang was just the first to enter the pass..." Li Chunyang smiled and whispered: "It's just a name, call it today, forget it tomorrow."

"The world is vast and my body is insignificant. Only when I see the true nature can I become true."

"I don't know where Dao Friendly Ji Feng came from?" Feng Wannian raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice.

“If there is no destination, how can we talk about the past.”

"Fellow Taoist, if you show off like this, we won't be able to talk today." Li Mo raised his eyebrows and said with some displeasure.

When Li Chunyang heard this, he was not angry at all. He just chuckled and said, "I don't know where my friend comes from."

"I……"

Just as Li Mo was about to speak, he suddenly felt something was wrong: "Taoist, why did you ask about me instead?"

"I see that my Taoist friend is so blinded by the mortal world that he doesn't know where he's coming from or where he's going. It's because of fate that he's here."

"Um!?"

Li Mo's eyes darkened slightly, and he couldn't help but glance at Feng Wannian.

"In the world of mortals, all living beings are like this. They don't know where they are, so they have to sacrifice their ancestors and enter the ancestral hall to understand their past and present lives."

As he spoke, Li Chunyang stood up slowly. He was as elusive as the breeze, and his temperament became more and more special.

"Knowing where you came from but not knowing where you are going is the sorrow of all living beings."

"Taoist priest, you are so awesome, why are you still wandering around in this mortal world?" Li Mo curled his lips and said calmly.

"This is also the sadness we are waiting for." Li Chunyang smiled.

"The world of mortals is vast, but it is only a cage. Who can escape? Fellow Taoist, we are destined to meet each other, and I will give you a message."

"explain."

"Today you are so famous that you will be exposed to great misfortune. If you are destined to gather here, you will be ordered to enter the ancestral temple."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Chunyang waved his sleeves, turned and left, his figure gradually getting further away, and there seemed to be a loud voice coming faintly.

"I don't know internally because I have no form, and externally I know clearly that there is something tangible. This has been the case for the common people since ancient times. I don't know that I am a spirit among immortals."

Li Mo and Feng Wannian couldn't help but look at each other as they watched the figure gradually disappearing into the crowd.

"A magic stick?"

"Master, look quickly."

At this moment, Wang Jiu suddenly shouted.

Li Mo looked around and saw two lines of small writing left on their table at some point.

"When pure Yang enters one's destiny, good or bad fortunes are unpredictable!?"

Li Mo's expression changed slightly, and he raised his head suddenly, his eyes darting through the crowd like snakes, but he could no longer find the Taoist priest.

"Good Taoist priest."

"This guy is not simple. Who is he?"

Feng Wannian frowned, looking thoughtful.

He and Li Mo are both extraordinary masters, with completely different fates, extraordinary talents, and superior strength to their peers.

However, the other party was able to openly leave these two lines of small words on the table without them being aware of it. The depth of their cultivation was simply unimaginable.

With such an achievement, only two lines of small words were left behind. If the murderous intention suddenly arises, it will really make people scared.

"Natural Valley...I feel like this place is a little unusual now."

Li Mo's expression returned to its original state and he spoke softly.

"In a moment, we can enter the valley." Feng Wannian raised his eyes and looked at the sun.

"You two bastards didn't even call me when you came out to wander around."

At this moment, a figure jumped out of nowhere like a corpse.

"Lao Ji!?"

Li Mo said in shock: "Why are you here?"

Master Ji didn't say anything, but snatched the tofu brain from Li Mo's body and started eating it with big mouthfuls.

"Five taels of silver a bowl."

"Bah, bah, bah...why is it salty? Is this for human consumption?"

Master Ji seemed to have eaten something dirty and was vomiting.

"Lady boss, give me a bowl of sweet tofu and add two portions of sugar."

"Come right away."

When the pretty widow saw the business, a smile like a happy moment appeared on her charming face.

"I kind of know where her five houses came from."

After a while, the pretty widow presented her with tofu nao, and Feng Wannian obediently took out an ingot of ten taels of silver.

"Lao Ji, why are you here?"

"I was kicked out by my father." Master Ji said helplessly.

"Kick it out?"

"He saw that I was upset, so he asked me to come out and walk around. He specifically pointed to this place. I didn't expect to run into you." Master Ji grinned and said, "I'm not lonely this time."

"What a coincidence." Li Mo muttered to himself, always feeling that it was too much of a coincidence.

"Are you your father's biological child?" Feng Wannian couldn't help but ask.

"Nonsense... of course my father is my biological father." Master Ji rolled his eyes.

"Lao Ji, have you been to this place?"

Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

Master Ji said that when he was ten years old, he should have paid homage to the Li family's ancestral hall, and logically he should have entered the Natural Valley.

"Something looks familiar, maybe I've been here before." Master Ji shook his head and said.

Dong dong dong...

At this moment, a heavy sound of hitting the ground came from a distance.

Li Mo and the others looked up and saw a group of people approaching. Their mounts were very special. They were not ordinary BMW horses. Their flowing manes were like long whips, whipping in the air, making crackling sounds like lightning.

There was a sound, and the chest was covered with scales.

These strange mounts breathed heavily, causing other people around them to collapse to the ground, unable to move.

"This is the [Dragon Scale Horse] unique to the East China Sea. It can run on land, and can even dive and swim..." Feng Wannian couldn't help but look at Master Ji.

The King of Zhennan has a special heavy-armed cavalry called the [Dragon Scale Guards], with a total of 3,000 people, and the mounts they are equipped with are all these kind of dragon scale horses.

Rumor has it that this bloodline was born from a dragon that came ashore when a good horse was eating seaweed on the East China Sea in ancient times and was contaminated by the blood of the dragon. It is extremely precious.

The most important thing is that the Dragon Scale Horse is not an ordinary war horse. It has always been at the highest level among the weapons and equipment controlled by the imperial court.

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"Who are these people? So high-profile?"

Li Mo couldn't help but look at Master Ji.

"Why are you all looking at me? We are not the only ones in the east who have [Jiao Scale Horse]? Don't you know who I am? I'm used to keeping a low profile, so I won't be so arrogant, like a nouveau riche...

…There’s no class at all.”

Master Ji looked at the group of people with a look of disgust on his face.

"Donghai Wang Family!?"

Feng Wannian understood in his heart that in the southeast, apart from Zhennan Prince's Mansion, there seemed to be only one thousand-year-old family that could raise [Dragon Scale Horse] and maintain such a high profile in the capital.

"Isn't that your family's mortal enemy?" Li Mo smiled.

"Why are you laughing? You say it as if you are not your mortal enemy."

Master Ji glanced sideways and said calmly: "Don't forget...the three brothers of the Wang family all died in your hands."

"Uh...that was an accident."
To be continued...