Hearing Nanfeng's words, Zhuge Chanjuan could only let go and sit up straight, raising her eyes to look eastward following Nanfeng's direction. At this time, the figure had entered the imperial city.
"It's really him." Zhuge Chanjuan frowned slightly.
Nan Feng was also frowning. When he left, Mo Li was only fifteen or sixteen years old, still a half-grown boy. Now he has grown into a handsome boy, with a tall figure and a handsome face, but he is handsome, but there is a trace between his eyebrows. He had an evil spirit and wore a double-breasted green robe, decorated with colorful embroidery, and the embroidery was some messy flowers.
"What kind of cultivation level does he have?" Zhuge Chanjuan asked. People who practice Qi will emit aura when they control the spiritual energy, but for some reason, Mo Li did not emit aura when he flew by.
"I was promoted to Taixuan not long ago." Nanfeng said casually. He was a discerning person and could see clearly. Li Qiye just used a certain method to hide his complexion. It was not that his cultivation had reached the point where his complexion would not show up.
"Tai Xuan?" Zhuge Chanjuan was very confused, "Since he is Tai Xuan, how come he doesn't look good?"
"How can you pick flowers and commit crimes if your complexion appears as soon as you use the body technique." Nanfeng said in a bad tone.
Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Zhuge Chanjuan did not dare to disturb him and watched quietly, waiting for Mo Li to approach.
The movement technique used by Mo Li was very elegant, as if he was riding the wind, leisurely and free.
But this is just a layman's view. In Nanfeng's view, the movement technique used by Mo Li can only be regarded as inferior. In order to pursue good looks, he sacrificed speed. It is flashy and puts the cart before the horse.
Mo Li did not hide his whereabouts this time. He ignored the people below and walked straight closer, landing on a roof on the east side of the courtyard where Huanbi was. He waved his clothes and tilted his head arrogantly. In the eyes of others, it was a jade tree facing the wind, but It seems that Nan Feng is just making things up.
Seeing him coming, more than ten people immediately jumped out from below, including warriors, Taoists, and monks. After jumping up, they dispersed in all directions and surrounded Mo Li.
After Mo Li was surrounded, the old monk who led him spoke, first saying "Amitabha", and then a long and unpleasant admonition.
Seeing Mo Li's depravity, Nan Feng wanted to beat him up, but after hearing the old monk's advice, he felt that the old monk deserved a beating even more than Mo Li. It was obvious that his words were in vain and he was wasting his time. Well.
This was indeed the case. Mo Li turned a deaf ear to this person's advice. He just looked around at everyone carelessly, and occasionally glanced at the courtyard where the concubine was.
After the old monk finished speaking, Mo Li just answered, "Why don't you see Gao Yang?"
Naturally, everyone would not have anything nice to say in reply to him, and they shouted insults and wanted to take action.
Seeing that everyone was about to take action, Mo Li stretched out his right hand, "Wait a minute, let me finish."
Everyone just thought he was guilty and timid and did not take action immediately. Mo Li took the opportunity to get angry and shouted, "Gao Yang, I'm here to steal your wife again."
This shout was made by raising one's energy. It was quiet at night, and even half of Ye City could hear it, let alone the palace.
Hearing Mo Li's nonsense, Zhuge Chanjuan couldn't help laughing, but she tilted her head and noticed that Nan Feng's face was ugly, so she hurriedly raised her hand to cover her mouth, trying to hold it back.
No one expected that he would be so impudent. With a greeting, they stepped forward to besiege him.
As soon as Mo Li made a move, Nan Feng immediately saw the clues. The moves used by Mo Li were strange and changeable, and were similar to the sword techniques used by Chang Le. Needless to say, they were obtained from the Book of Heaven.
There were fifteen people besieging Mo Li, and most of them were from the mountains. The only ones who entered the cave were the old monks who had preached before. Naturally, these people were no match for Mo Li, and Mo Li had never killed him, so he put on a show. In the posture of a cat playing with a mouse, he snatched the long stick of one of the warriors, split it in two, and held a piece in each hand, toying with everyone.
It is said that hitting someone is not a slap in the face, but this time Mo Li deliberately picked their faces to hit. After a few rounds, except for the old monk, everyone else had bruises on their faces and big bumps on their heads.
The reason why the old monk was not as embarrassed as everyone else was not because of his high martial arts skills, but because he had practiced martial arts so well that even after being beaten, he was not bruised or swollen.
Mo Li was laughing arrogantly when he started. He didn't beat anyone randomly, but he beat anyone who wasn't miserable enough. In the end, everyone was beaten into pig heads by him, so he gave up everyone and only beat the old monk.
It could be seen that Mo Li had used all his strength, but the old monk was not seriously injured. Seeing this, Nanfeng remembered something. At this time, Yuan Kong, the abbot of Foguang Temple, had already served as the protector of the Northern Qi Dynasty. The person who came should be Yuan Kong. Kong's junior brother also practiced the Eight Parts of Golden Body.
These eight parts of the golden body are Buddhist magical powers. Although they also need to practice Qi, the magical powers they possess are not directly related to their own spiritual energy. In other words, although this person is a Purple Qi Dongyuan, it does not mean that this person has practiced the eight parts of the golden body. Reached the seventh level.
Even after he reached the sixth level, Mo Li couldn't hurt him enough. Seeing that he couldn't fight for a long time, Mo Li changed his fighting method and struck all over his body, trying to find a way to cover him.
After beating for a while, Mo Li also felt tired. There are hundreds of large acupuncture points in the human body, and it took too long to search them one by one. He waved a puff of medicinal powder with his backhand and sprinkled it on the old monk's face.
The old monk saw the opportunity quickly, waved his sleeves to scatter the powder, then waved his Zen staff and continued to fight with him.
"What is it?" Nanfeng looked at Zhuge Chanjuan.
"The medicinal powder is mixed with phosphorescence. It should be an aphrodisiac poison such as Chunxiao Powder. Only a small amount of this kind of poison can cause confusion. The old monk may have been poisoned." Zhuge Chanjuan said.
Nanfeng frowned again when he heard this, his nose trembled, but he didn't ask any more questions.
The eight-part golden body can not only resist external attacks, but also has anti-toxic effects. The powder did not hurt him, but instead affected the guards below who were holding spears and firing bows. The poison was indeed overbearing, but in this moment, there was chaos down there. The poisoned guards dropped their weapons and ran away in a group. The officials shouted loudly, but the guards would not listen.
After a few rounds, Li Qiye laughed and said, "Master, are you from Foguang Temple?"
As soon as the old monk opened his mouth, Mo Li stepped forward and sprinkled a handful of it into his mouth. Then he laughed and backed away, counting down loudly from three to one. The old monk lost his temper, threw his Zen staff, and started Tear the cassock.
"Hurry to the Wanshou Palace, the Queen Mother is waiting for you there." Mo Li pointed the direction.
The old monk had poisonous hair and had lost his consciousness. When he heard Mo Li shouting, he actually followed the direction he pointed and headed towards Wanshou Palace. Everyone was shocked when they saw this, and they all abandoned Mo Li and went to stop him.
Seeing everyone's embarrassment, Li Hao felt dissatisfied, "You can see clearly, it's the tall round-faced woman, don't make a mistake."
"Hahaha." Zhuge Chanjuan laughed.
"Aren't you afraid of the fetal movement?" Nanfeng frowned and looked sideways.
Nanfeng's face looked very ugly at this time. Zhuge Chanjuan knew that he was really angry and hurriedly kept silent.
As soon as the Qi practitioner left, the guard below was no match for Mo Li. He entered and exited calmly and carried a young woman out. It was early for them to get married at this time. She was already married at the age of fourteen or fifteen. Although this person was once Gao Huan. The woman is actually not that old, but she is only twenty-five or six, and she is indeed good-looking.
It was obvious that this concubine wanted to be stolen by Mo Li. She didn't struggle when she was carried on his shoulders, but she always looked like she was doing something, and she always shouted "let me go" a few times.
Even after he succeeded, Mo Li did not leave immediately. He carried the woman up to the roof and shouted again, "Gao Yang, I took your woman away. Don't worry, I will give it to you before dawn." return."
Gao Yang might have been drunk but didn't wake up, or he might have woken up but didn't dare to come forward, or he might have gone to the Wanshou Palace to save his mother, but he never showed up.
After Li Qiye shouted, the woman began to struggle violently. She was not afraid of being stolen, but she was afraid of being sent back and she would die if she was sent back again.
At this moment, a huge black shadow appeared in the sky. Mo Li felt it and looked up.
Just when he looked up, a ray of silver light fell from the sky.
Nanfeng could see clearly that the silver light was a strange rope three feet long. Following the rope was a white-headed ape. Looking up, there were two white cranes. One of them was empty, and the other white crane was on top. There was a young man and woman sitting. The woman was wearing blue clothes and must be around 27 or 28 years old. The man was much older than her and was dressed as a Taoist.
Seeing the strange look on Nan Feng's face, Zhuge Chanjuan guessed that he recognized the people coming, "Do you recognize them?"
Nanfeng was currently angry about Mo Li's evil depravity and misbehavior. Hearing Zhuge Chanjuan's question, he just nodded without answering.
This white-headed ape comes from Yingzhou, where the scattered immortals live. The rope thrown by the monkey this time should be an immortal magic weapon. After it was released, it seemed to have grown ears and eyes, and rushed straight towards Mo Li.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Mo Li hurriedly carried the woman to the ground, trying to avoid the silver rope with the help of the walled courtyard house.
But as soon as he landed, the rope caught up with him and wrapped around his waist. It was only three feet long at first, but suddenly became longer after his upper body. It was tied dozens of times, like a rice dumpling tied up by Mo Li.
Being tied up like this, it's natural to lose your footing and fall down.
The woman was also beaten to pieces. She sat up in shock. When she raised her head, she found a strange-looking monkey right in front of her. She screamed and ran away in a hurry.
After so many years, the white-headed ape's cultivation level has not improved significantly, and it is still Taixuan's cultivation level. When it fell, Mo Li was trying to become invisible and escape. After several flashes, he was unable to do so. Seeing him struggling, the monkey went up to fight him. He, to be exact, kicked him.
Seeing Mo Li being captured and beaten, Zhuge Chanjuan looked at Nanfeng eagerly, but Nanfeng just looked at him with a dark face and had no intention of taking action.
At this moment, the two people in the air jumped down, their clothes were fluttering, and they looked a bit like immortals. Unfortunately, today was the first day of the new year, there was no moon in the sky, and the darkness was not very nice.
"What is the origin of this man and woman?" Zhuge Chanjuan asked in confusion. The woman's cultivation level was mediocre, but she lived in the lilac mountain, but the man next to her had no complexion.
"The woman's name is Lan Ling'er, and she has a grudge against me. The man should be her husband, his aura is silver-white, and he should be a heavenly immortal." Nanfeng said, Zhuge Chanjuan was at the time when he and Lan Ling'er were feuding. I got angry and quarreled with him, but I didn't stay with him.
Zhuge Chanjuan was surprised when she heard this, "Can gods get married?"
"Rules are made for the weak. There are always some people who can't abide by the rules." Nanfeng said casually.
While the two were talking, noisy shouts came from the direction of the Wanshou Palace. The middle-aged Taoist told Lan Ling'er to explain, then turned to the west and went to the Wanshou Palace.
"Look how gentle he is to his woman." Zhuge Chanjuan glanced at Nanfeng.
"You can go to him if you like." Nanfeng looked back. The middle-aged Taoist's affectionate "Ling'er" made him get goosebumps.
"Forget it, I don't like girls." Zhuge Chanjuan smiled.
Nanfeng didn't answer and turned his attention to Mo Li again.
At this time, Lan Ling'er was talking to Mo Li. To be precise, she was taunting him. She seemed to recognize Mo Li and knew something. She laughed at Mo Li for being timid and incompetent, even his own woman ran away with someone else.
Mo Li changed his playful expression and returned to his true nature as a beggar, greeting his ancestors and humiliating all the female relatives.
Lan Ling'er was not a good man, so she took advantage of Mo Li's inability to move and stepped forward to beat him and scold him.
"Does she know that Mo Li is your brother?" Zhuge Chanjuan asked. When Lan Ling'er scolded Mo Li, she said, "You guys are all vile." '
"It's possible." Nanfeng said casually. Men and women looked at the same thing from different angles. Zhuge Chanjuan listened to what Lan Ling'er was saying, but he was more concerned about what Mo Li said. According to Mo Li's scolding Judging from Lan Ling'er's tone and words, he and Lan Ling'er have great hatred, and it goes far beyond just Lan Ling'er catching him.
Not long after, the imperial guards arrived surrounded by Gao Yang, and those Qi practitioners who went to Wanshou Palace also followed the middle-aged Taoist here. With outsiders present, Lan Ling'er considered her dignity and stopped scolding, but Mo Li ignored those, still lying on the ground and yelling curses.
Although Gao Yang was crazy, he was not stupid. He knew not to offend the gods, so he had a gentle and respectful attitude and thanked him repeatedly.
The middle-aged Taoist acted like an outsider. He said nonsense and did not accept any reward. He only wanted to take Mo Li away and save him.
When the immortal spoke, Gao Yang would not dare to disobey him. He only said that he was lucky enough to see the immortal beauty for three lifetimes. He wanted to invite several immortals to stay in the palace for a few days and show their sincerity and dedication.
The middle-aged Taoist declined several times and finally agreed.
Before the guards went to escort Mo Li, Lan Ling'er said to him in a dark voice, "Take you and spread the word so that they don't fall into the trap..."
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