Yulei Mountain, in a cave.
In the middle of the open space inside, a blazing bonfire was lit, making the entire cave as bright as day.
Opposite the exit of the cave, there was an old man sitting cross-legged in a black robe. His robe was full of holes, and even the black scarf covering his face was wrinkled and dirty.
There are several figures standing around the campfire. At a glance, you can see that these people are standing in order and there are differences between men and women.
On the left side of the man in black robe, there were four men standing respectfully, all with confused and lazy expressions. On the right side of the man in black robe, there were four women standing respectfully, all dressed in black gauze, with different pretty faces.
If Zhu Qia were here, he would recognize the man in black at a glance. He was the old man who had attacked Zhu Li but was defeated by him. Speaking of this old man, he was by no means an ordinary person.
There are three palaces and nine temples in Longhu Mountain, all of which are for those who practice Taoism. The three palaces refer to Longhu Palace at the foot of the mountain, Chongzhen Palace on the mountainside, and Tianqing Palace on the top of the mountain.
And this old man in black robe is none other than the Grand Palace Master of Longhu Palace, Mo Lingtian.
During his lifetime, Mo Lingtian accepted eight disciples, from oldest to youngest, they are: Li Tianfu, a worldly drinker, Li Gufeng, a swordsman who plays chess in Jiangnan, Li Songtao, a hidden swordsman, Yang Zhengjian, a pharmacist who plays Fuling, Li Wenyi, a cold-faced demon, Mo Wenlan, who eats and drinks for free, and Mo Yangguang, who wanders around.
The eight major disciples were divided into eight palaces and were also known as the Eight Immortals of Dragon and Swan.
The first six were Mo Lingtian’s true disciples; and the last two were not only Mo Lingtian’s disciples, but also his adopted daughters.
Mo Lingtian took off his black face scarf. His eyes, like dragons and tigers, looked at his eldest disciple Li Tianfu with a sense of resentment and said coldly, "You are not drunk again, are you? I sent for reinforcements seven days ago. Why did you arrive only now?"
As soon as these words were spoken, a chill filled the cave where the bonfire was lit, and the eight disciples immediately fell silent, lowering their heads.
Li Tianfu lowered his head even more. Although Mo Lingtian's words were spoken in anger, they hit the nail on the head. This drunkard in the mortal world had indeed drunk too much again. By the time he learned that his master needed reinforcements, two days had passed since the agreed time.
He had to travel non-stop all the way here just to get here. Fortunately, the other junior brothers and sisters also lived up to expectations. None of them was punctual. They arrived almost at the same time as him, the eldest senior brother.
Facing the reprimand from his master, he had nothing to say, but in his heart he felt very aggrieved. He was not the only one who was late, so why was he the only one being scolded
"How do you behave like a senior brother? Look, look, the second brother Jiangnan, he hasn't even wiped off his eye mucus. Did he just jump out of the quilt?"
"Old Third Gufeng, you buttoned three buttons incorrectly, and there are lipstick marks on your face. Did you crawl out of some girl's bed?"
"Old Fourth Song Tao, apart from the knife in your arms, look at yourself. Are you dressed like a normal person? You're wearing your clothes backwards, did you know that?"
"Also, Wen Yi, what's wrong with you? The clothes you are wearing are obviously one size too small. Where are your own clothes?" Mo Lingtian held his forehead with his hand, frowning.
"Puchi..." An uncontrollable chuckle suddenly broke the serious atmosphere; at this moment, the old guy was furious. Who was this fool who dared to laugh
Hearing the voice, everyone immediately glanced over and saw a young lady with a face as rosy as a spring peach, eyebrows as dark as distant black ink, a delicate nose, a small mouth, and pearly teeth. She was laughing foolishly, her pretty body was almost bent like a shrimp.
When they saw it was her, everyone was relieved.
All this guy does is eat and sleep; not to mention that he laughs at the wrong time, the fact that she can appear here right now is the ninth wonder in the world.
Everyone could hear the laughter, so there was no reason why Mo Lingtian couldn't hear it. He looked at the owner of the laughter and shouted, "Wenlan, you didn't even wipe the cooking oil off your mouth, and you still dare to laugh. Which kitchen did you come from again?"
When the master mentioned her, the girl named Wenlan blushed and immediately stretched out her white and tender hands to wipe her mouth vigorously. Then she looked at Mo Lingtian and said happily, "Master, you don't know, it was so interesting when I met the second sister. Haha, she and Yulu were in such a mess, just..."
But before she could finish her words, Li Wenyi in front of her immediately jumped out as if her butt was on fire, and interrupted her with a bow: "Master, I wonder what you want to call me for? I have already realized my mistake, Master, please talk about the important matter."
She didn't dare let Wenlan continue. This girl dared to say anything. Once the embarrassing things were spread by her, her reputation would be ruined, and she would never be able to raise her head in Longhu again.
Wen Lan was a little unhappy that Wen Yi interrupted her. She felt really uncomfortable if she didn't tell anyone about such big gossip.
However, after listening to Wen Yi's advice, even if Mo Lingtian was dissatisfied with his disciples, he had to accept this fact. He couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, how did the real Mo Lingtian teach his disciples? Each and every one of them was simply top-notch.
But before he could express his feelings fully, something that made him frown occurred again.
I saw the young lady at the end of the line, who was dressed in black, with eyebrows and eyes like the moon and as tranquil as a lotus. She was staring with a pair of eyes that could captivate everyone, and she kept burning incense and worshiping Buddha, and kowtowing like a kowtow.
Seeing this scene, Mo Lingtian in front of the crowd wanted to cry but had no tears. Where did they find these top-notch people? Some of them could stand straight with eyes wide open and yet sleep so soundly. Do they still have him as their master in their eyes
Seeing this scene, Mo Lingtian was furious and immediately shouted at the last young lady, "Mo Yangguang!"
There was an angry roar and a loud bang, which shook the cave so much that the broken stones and dust on the mountain wall fell down.
This loud roar finally pulled the young lady back from the arms of King Xiang. As soon as she woke up, she immediately looked panicked, grabbed the back of Wenlan's clothes in front of her, and shouted anxiously: "Third sister, there is an earthquake, run."
Before she could finish her words, the young lady turned her head quickly, raised her legs and started to fly away.
But at this moment, something unexpected happened. The third senior sister, who in her impression did nothing but eat and sleep and was terribly afraid of death, actually looked at her with a strange expression and had no intention of running away with her.
This unprecedented scene finally made her realize something. She stopped with an embarrassed look on her face, lowered her head, and secretly glanced at Mo Lingtian out of the corner of her eye. She saw that her master was looking at her with a cold face. She was so scared that her head shrank and she was immediately at a loss.
With a loud roar, he finally pulled the sleepy, playful little girl back to her senses. Mo Lingtian snorted coldly, then sighed and said, "Practice Taoism, practice Taoism, the way of Taoism is to do nothing. Doing nothing does not mean that we should not do anything, but that we should not take credit for our achievements and not show off our actions."
"Look at you all, what have you become? Can you please be more careful?"
After venting his anger, he found that the eight disciples all looked submissive, so the old man no longer had the interest to continue scolding him. He changed the subject and said, "Well, I summoned you mainly to seize a treasure that is related to the lives of the people of the world and the Li Tang Dynasty. I hope you will not be so lazy in the future and do things more quickly."
The Taoist's earnest words finally inspired the eight disciples' fighting spirit. Yi Jiangnan quickly wiped his eye mucus and said, "Since it concerns the lives of the people of the world, this treasure must not fall into the hands of the bad guys. The disciples were greedy for wine and sleepiness, and delayed the master's important work. They really deserve to die."
"Master, please tell me where this treasure is. We disciples will do our best to get it and hand it over to you." These words were spoken with sincerity and determination, and it was obvious that he was truly repentant.
Jiangnan's words made Mo Lingtian feel very comfortable. He looked at him approvingly and continued, "Do you know Huaihua General Zhu Li?"
"Zhu Li, could it be the great general Zhu Li who defeated the Shatuo, conquered Chang'an in three battles, and defeated the Northern Di several times in the northern border?" Li Tianfu was the eldest senior brother after all, and he knew a lot about anecdotes in the world. Naturally, he thought of the world-famous Zhu Li.
"Zhu Li, General? Since he is a general, his swordsmanship should be good. I'll find him to spar with him when I have time." Jiangnan muttered thoughtfully.
"Second brother, you are wrong. Maybe he is a general who uses a sword." Gai Songtao, the tyrant swordsman, said with anticipation. He was as obsessed with practicing and using swords as Yi Jiangnan, so naturally he hoped to meet an opponent who used a sword.
"No matter what he uses, the serious thing is to beat him up and steal some money to pick up girls." Li Gufeng looked longing.
"Who is Zhu Li? Is he rich?" Wen Lan, wiping the cooking oil off her mouth and looking like a delicate young lady, asked curiously.
"He should be very rich, Third Senior Sister. He is the general, how could he be poor?" Yangguang, who finally woke up, raised her eyebrows and said with a firm face. Then, she turned her beautiful eyes and said, "If we rob him before you brothers, you won't have to refuse to pay for meals in the future. I can also afford to hire a carriage to travel, and I don't have to run around every day and even have a bad sleep."
Wen Lan nodded in agreement to Yangguang's words, "That makes sense. Junior Sister has a long-term vision. It would be a pity not to slaughter such a fat sheep."
When she heard that the other party might be rich, her eyes seemed to be immediately filled with roast suckling pig, chicken legs, spiced beef, etc. In short, all food.
Seeing this, Mo Lingtian's face darkened again, and he immediately shouted, "What are you thinking about? The most important thing is the treasure, not some sparring, picking up girls, or eating out and refusing to pay, or going out for a ride in a carriage, do you understand? I'll say it again, the treasure is on Zhu Li, your mission is to find him and then trick him into coming to me, do you understand?"
"Yes, Master." The eight disciples immediately bowed and responded.
"I wonder where Zhu Li is, Master, does he know?" This is the most important thing. It is useless to think about it if you don't know where the other person is. Yang Zhengjian asked seriously.
Among the Eight Immortals of Dragon and Swan, Yang Zhengjian, the Poria Pharmacist, is the most normal one and also the most famous one. He has a skillful and kind heart and unparalleled white palms. In the late Tang Dynasty, this is a golden signboard.