Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

Chapter 52

Glancing at the purple-robed old man, Li Mo bowed slightly and said, "Junior greets the Murong family master."

Murong Hai stroked his beard and smiled, "Please take a seat."

"I think this is Xuanbing Chixiao."

"In the future, Qingyuan Sect will probably have two more sword immortals."

The purple-robed old man smiled, but did not put on any airs of a palace master.

The Dayu Dynasty is the common ruler of the world.

But in fact, except for Zhongshenzhou, the rest of the nine heavens and ten earths are governed by the sect.

It's a bit like the division of fiefdoms in the previous life.

Dayu is the Zhou Dynasty, and the sects are the princes of all sizes, dividing the land and enfeoffment.

Li Mo has also read history books.

The previous dynasty was not like this, it was truly the king's land.

Later, Emperor Wu of the Yu Dynasty raised an army and promised to succeed. After the success, he and the sects jointly ruled the world and received countless responses, and then successfully changed the world.

However, nominally, the other party was still the master of a mansion, on an equal footing with the master of Qingyuan Sect.

Li Mo did not lose his manners.

After a round of greetings, it was already afternoon.

A banquet was held in the mansion.

There were all kinds of creatures flying in the sky, walking on the ground, and swimming in the water. Each person was served by a beautiful maid.

"Xiao'er, you haven't been slacking off in Qingyuan Sect without my supervision, have you?"

Murong Hai took his grandson's hand, felt it silently, and suddenly exclaimed:

"This doesn't seem to be the body refining method of the Divine Weapon Peak lineage."

"You saw it."

Murong Xiao smiled embarrassedly: "Brother Li gave it to me, and I haven't entered the door yet."

The grandfather and grandson looked at each other.

The former was a little hesitant, and the latter was a little embarrassed to explore.

Li Mo smiled and didn't care:

"It's okay to show it to your grandfather. It's not borrowed from the library, so there's no need to worry about it being spread."

Murong Xiao then took out the book with confidence.

"Golden Bell Cover..."

Murong Hai narrowed his old eyes, and the more he looked, the brighter his eyes became.

He was also a martial artist in the realm of observing the gods, and he could tell at a glance that this was a body training method that was biased towards Buddhism.

Not only can it train the body, but it can also eliminate distracting thoughts and cleanse the soul.

It's perfect for Xiao'er to practice it.

In fact, he has been looking for similar martial arts during this period, but he has found nothing.

This Golden Bell Cover is probably extremely precious among the top martial arts...

"Little friend Li, this method is precious, but it cannot be passed on lightly..."

"I have a good relationship with Brother Murong, and this "Golden Bell Cover" is just right for him."

"It can be regarded as finding a successor for this martial art, otherwise it would be lost."

Li Mo saw Murong Hai's hesitation.

No matter whether it is a big sect or a small sect, they all attach great importance to their own martial arts and strictly prohibit passing it on to others.

If you learn martial arts secretly, once the master finds out, it is reasonable for him to come and kill you, or at least abolish your martial arts.

The old man is worried about the origin of this martial art.

Hearing him say this, Murong Hai's brows were relaxed.

He really hadn't heard of any big sect in the world that was famous for this top martial art.

But one thing is certain.

This Li Zhenchuan must know Xiao'er very well, including his bloodline...

"Li Zhenchuan has a good fortune. Did he meet a master who passed down his skills?"

The mansion master, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly asked.

"I guess so."

Li Mo nodded gently.

"You are so kind to pass on your skills. My Murong family will remember it."

Murong Hai understood and smiled kindly: "Since Li Xiaoyou has come to Ziyang City, please stay for a few more days and let us do our best to be a good host."

As he said, he looked at his grandson again:

"Xiao'er, from now on, you should regard Li Xiaoyou as your brother, understand?"

He didn't know who was older and who was younger between the two, but it didn't matter.

The Li Zhenchuan in front of him was not only talented, but also so decent in dealing with people. He would definitely not be an ordinary person in the future.

As long as there is no accident, this kind of person will definitely be a high-level member of Qingyuan Sect in the future.

It is possible that he will be the sect master.

Even if there is no matter of passing on skills, he still needs to maintain a good relationship.

Murong Xiao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Do I need your reminder?

"You and Xiao'er came down the mountain to carry out the sect's mission, right?"

"Yes, Grandpa, I want to find ten blood-producing grasses, and Brother Li wants to catch the murderer Cui Peng."

"Cui Peng..."

Murong Hai twisted his beard, thinking.

The purple-robed old man seemed to have an impression of this person: "This person was a disciple of the Jinyang Sword Sect, but later rebelled against the sect and became a bandit."

"After fleeing to Ziyang Mansion, he killed several yamen runners, so he reported the matter to Qingyuan Sect."

As the lord of the mansion, he only took care of the civilians.

All matters concerning warriors were handled by Qingyuan Sect.

"I will send someone to inquire about it."

"If Li Zhenchuan needs any help, you can just ask"

Murong Hai said casually.

For him, it was no big deal to find a bandit in the inner breath realm.

Li Mo was not hypocritical: "Junior, I do have something to say, but it's my own private matter."

"You can say it anyway. ”

“There is a family motto for the younger generation that we must do good deeds and accumulate virtue once a year, so I want to borrow some manpower from you to open a charity hall in the city to distribute porridge and rice…”

Of course, Xiao Li’s move was to help Bingtuozi find someone.

Since the person they are looking for is a little beggar, the best way is of course to distribute food.

According to Bingtuozi, the person she is looking for should be living in a difficult situation now.

After knowing the news, he will probably come.

When the time comes, he will open the God of Destiny, sit there, and wait for the other party to fall into the trap.

Moreover, he can also make a big investment.

Although there may not be any big gains.

But, as the saying goes: mosquito legs are also meat!

“It is rare that Li Xiaoyou has such a kind heart.”

“Come on, serve the wine, I want to drink with Li Xiaoyou! "

Murong Hai slapped the table, as if he had met a confidant.

The atmosphere of the banquet became more harmonious and warm.