Qingcheng Mountain, Tianshi Mansion.
Mo Chen yawned out of boredom, and as if it was contagious, the two tabby cats sitting next to him basking in the sun also yawned.
It's indeed a bit boring.
Every day, Daojun and Rusheng would sit in the courtyard and play chess, while he would sit beside them and make tea. Although he was somewhat interested in playing chess, he could not stand playing chess every day. Now, whenever he saw the black and white chess pieces, his eyes would feel dizzy and he would yawn continuously. But he did not dare to sneak out, because Daojun said that Mo Chen had practiced movement in the past few years, and now he needed to practice stillness.
Because Xing He passed on the star power he had cultivated for many years to Mo Chen, and the flow of star power is slow and long. Of course, Mo Chen thought that Daojun was talking nonsense, he was just looking for a reason for him to serve them tea and water here...
"Knock, knock, knock." The gate of the Taoist temple was suddenly knocked.
Mo Chen, who almost fell asleep while sitting, suddenly trembled all over. He stood up and walked over: "Who is it?"
"Disciple Lu Tian." A young voice came from outside the door.
Mo Chen opened the door: "Master Daojun is in meditation, what's the matter?"
Lu Tian replied, "There is a guest outside the mountain gate who wants to see the Taoist master. He said he is from the academy."
Mo Chen's eyes lit up: "Is he carrying a knife and a tall stature? Hahaha, Brother Feng is here!"
The Confucian Sage smiled and shook his head: "If Feng Zuojun had come, he would have just pushed the door open and walked in right now. Why would he have waited respectfully outside the mountain gate?"
Mo Chen was stunned: "What is that?"
"You said a few days ago that you wanted to teach me as your disciple the most. Today he is here. I swear, it was not me who asked him to come." The Confucian Sage said with a smile.
Daojun stood up and waved his hand, saying, "Bring him here."
"Disciple obeys your command." Lu Tian turned and left.
About an incense stick of time passed before the gate was knocked again.
"Come in. You're just here to see an old man. Do you have to kowtow three times and bow nine times?" The Confucian saint said dissatisfiedly.
Daojun stroked his beard and said, "I, the master of the Dao Mansion, haven't spoken yet, but you spoke first."
The gate was not opened, and the people outside seemed to be still waiting quietly.
Dao Jun said helplessly: "Xie Gongsun, please come in."
The courtyard door was pushed open at this time, and Xie Yuling walked in from outside the courtyard. He had a long sword hanging on his waist and a folding fan in his hand. He looked like a gentleman from a noble family, but his expression was a little indifferent, giving people a sense of alienation. After seeing the Taoist and the Confucian Sage, he immediately clasped his fists and bowed: "Disciple Xie Yuling, greetings to Mr. Confucian Sage and Mr. Taoist."
Daojun shook his head and said, "I know you are a man who strictly abides by the etiquette of a gentleman, but I didn't expect that you are such a conservative person."
The Confucian Sage smiled and said, "There are three hundred Confucian scholars in my academy, and there are all kinds of people."
Mo Chen looked behind Xie Yuling curiously, but found no one else. He couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Xie, are you here alone this time?"
Xie Yuling nodded: "I am traveling alone. Su Baiyi and Senior Sister are now traveling north on the Mu family's Golden Wind, and Feng Zuojun went to the Demon City to learn sword skills from City Lord Mo."
"Go north?" The Confucian Sage and the Taoist Master looked at each other and asked in confusion.
"Well, he said it's nothing serious, so we can rest assured." Xie Yuling replied.
"Mo Wen went to Demon City to practice swordsmanship, so why did you come here?" asked the Confucian Sage.
Xie Yuling knelt on one knee: "I came here to ask you two gentlemen to teach me martial arts!"
"Oh?" The Confucian Sage laughed loudly. He looked like a child now, but his laughter was still full of arrogance. "Then you are much greedier than Feng Zuojun. He is only looking for the best swordsman in the world, but you are looking for the best in both Confucianism and Taoism."
"Please help me, sir!" Xie Yuling said with his head lowered.
"You are my disciple, and I am the only teacher in the academy. It is only natural for me to teach you. Why should I help you?" The Confucian Sage stood up and walked to Xie Yuling's side. "But, what do you want to learn?"
"I want to learn..." Xie Yuling thought about what Xie Kanhua said, and said with a stiff upper lip, "The romantic spirit of the two gentlemen?"
"Want to learn the romantic spirit from us? Hahahaha. This is what Xie Kanhua taught you, right? Where can you learn romantic spirit? Of course you have to cultivate it yourself." The Confucian sage waved his right hand, and the long sword on Xie Yuling's waist was in his hand. He then swung his left hand, and the folding fan in Xie Yuling's hand was also taken away by him. He swung both hands again, and the fan and sword flew in the yard.
"What is this?" Xie Yuling looked up and asked in surprise.
"When I was young, I traveled around the world with a fan and a sword. People called me an expert in both sword and fan. How about I teach you this?" the Confucian sage said with a smile.
Xie Yuling nodded in surprise: "Thank you, sir."
"Then what should I teach you?" Daojun stretched out his hand to catch a pear blossom that was knocked down by the flying fan, and said softly.
Mo Chen said from the side: "Master, let me show you your most powerful technique, the Nine Heavens Lightning Attraction Technique!"
Daojun ignored him and just threw the pear blossom in his hand forward gently. The pear blossom spun around and landed in Xie Yuling's hand. Xie Yuling took the flower and looked at it with some doubts.
"I've thought about it and decided to teach you the art of the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head." Taoist said with a smile.
Xie Yuling was stunned, Mo Chen was also stunned, and even the Confucian sage beside him was a little surprised.
The Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head is the most advanced martial art in Taoism, and Xie Yuling is not even a Taoist.
"If that day really comes, then there will definitely need to be someone who knows this martial art." Daojun looked at the Confucian Sage, as if explaining to him, "This disciple of yours is very suitable."
Ten miles of Langyao, Diefeng Tower.
Hua Niandie opened the bamboo tube in her hand and took out the letter. There was not much on the letter, just a few words, but the content of the letter was really surprising.
"This Su Baiyi has never met me, but he knows how to write to me." Hua Niandie shook her head and smiled, "And it's his first time writing a letter, and he's asking for such trouble."
The disciple Diefeng who was standing by the side bowed his head and asked, "Master, what's written on it?"
Hua Niandie handed him the letter: "Read it yourself."
The disciple took a look and widened his eyes: "This..."
Hua Niandie took a sip of tea and said quietly, "Is this difficult to handle?"
Disciple Diefeng nodded: "It's difficult... very difficult..."
"For Miss Nangong's sake, just do it." Hua Niandie put down the teacup, "Just wait for them to come back, and remember to ask them for the silver. Since this task is difficult, you have to pay more!"
Disciple Diefeng put away the letter and said, "Disciple obeys your command. But should I inform Master Xie and the other gentlemen about this?"
Hua Niandie shook her head: "Since Master Su said to keep it a secret, then let's keep it a secret. If I think the time is right, I will go and talk to Master Xie myself."