Master comes down the mountain, I don’t know martial arts, but I am an immortal

Li Muchen was originally anxious to go back, but when he heard the name Li Jiaxi in the capital, he immediately changed his mind.

This boss Guan obviously thought of something. No matter what her intentions were, Li Muchen had to stay.

Guan Yali asked her men to clean up the messy box. Needless to say, she also arranged a separate room and food for rest, and asked Ma Shan to take Aunt Qing and Xu Guoli to rest.

Xu Guoli's leg was broken, but after Li Muchen's treatment, he was able to walk. However, the old injury was irreversible and he was still a little lame.

This also surprised Guan Yali.

No matter how inexperienced you are, you should know that regenerating a broken bone is no longer as simple as medical skills.

As for Yang Song and his wife, Wu Sisi has been very honest since Yang Song slapped Wu Sisi in the mouth.

After Gao Zixiang appeared, Wu Sisi finally understood that the country bumpkin she once looked down on was the real big shot. She didn't dare to speak, and only used her eyes to encourage her husband to flatter Li Muchen.

Yang Song didn't have the nerve to curry favor, so he said hello and left on the grounds that his daughter Qian Qian was still in the hospital.

Li Muchen followed Guan Yali to the private room on the second floor for tea.

The room was fully equipped with music, chess, calligraphy and paintings, and a faint scent of agarwood was burning.

Guan Yali boiled water and made tea herself.

"I heard two days ago that there was a competition between Mr. Li from the capital and Master Wang of the Southern Tai Chi School. As a result, Mr. Li broke the appointment before the battle..."

Guan Yali said while making tea.

"No doubt, that person is me." Li Muchen readily admitted.

Guan Yali smiled and said: "I heard that credibility is the most important thing in the world. Since Mr. Li dared to ask the king to compete in martial arts, he must not be afraid of him, so why did he break the appointment?"

"It's true that you value credibility, but you don't have to go against your heart for the sake of credibility. The so-called Tao follows nature, the rivers and lakes ebb and flow, everything depends on fate." Li Muchen said, "It is fate that I have a fight with Master Wang. In the end It didn’t work out because fate wasn’t enough.”

It was the first time that Guan Yali heard someone talk about her broken appointment in such a fresh and refined manner.

"Master Li is really an extraordinary person!"

Li Muchen smiled slightly. He didn't care what others thought, so he didn't need to explain in detail.

"Mr. Li, in one month's time there will be the Qiantang Martial Arts Conference, and the head king will also participate. Maybe by then, Mr. Li and him will have enough fate!"

Guan Yali poured a cup of tea, moved it gently in front of Li Muchen, and looked at him with a half-smile.

"And the Qiantang Martial Arts Conference?" Li Muchen had never heard of it. "It can't be an entertainment program organized by some TV station, right?"

"Of course not." Guan Yali said, "The Qiantang Martial Arts Conference is a private event, and its origin is actually the battle between the number one masters in Nanjiang."

"The first grandmaster of Nanjiang?"

"We have two great masters in Nanjiang Martial Arts. Mr. Li must know that, right?"

Li Muchen nodded.

Guan Yali continued: "He Changchun from Qiantang and Liu Jinsheng from Yongcheng meet once a year to compare martial arts and exchange experiences. But they are both masters, and the fights are unseemly, so they are all literary fights, and martial fights are It was held among the disciples, and the success or failure of the disciples was used to determine the superiority between the two. Later, their followers and fans also joined, and it gradually evolved into a martial arts conference. "

"I see. So, after all these years, are they any better?" Li Muchen asked.

"There will be victory or defeat for each other. No one knows who is number one. After all, the two of them have never really competed in martial arts. It is just a competition between disciples."

Guan Yali said and smiled at Li Muchen, "Master Li, are you interested in participating? Maybe you can gain a reputation. If you are noticed by the two masters, you may even be accepted into the sect."

"I'm not interested." Li Muchen said lightly.

Guan Yali was stunned. There were so many people in martial arts who were looking forward to becoming a master. Why did this guy look so disdainful?

"Then what is Mr. Li interested in?"

"Tell me about your aunt. Didn't you say that she was once a guest of the Li family in the capital?"

"The Li family in the capital..." Guan Yali looked up at Li Muchen and smiled lightly, "I heard that the Li family in the capital disappeared more than [-] years ago, leaving no descendants. Mr. Li came from the capital. Could it be..."

Li Muchen didn't answer, but just stared at Guan Yali.

Guan Yali was a little confused when she saw it. She touched her cheek unconsciously and said, "Mr. Li, why are there flowers on my face?"

"If Boss Guan doesn't tell me, then I'll leave." Li Muchen stood up and walked out.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Li," Guan Yali called out quickly, "I only heard my aunt mention it occasionally about the Li family in the capital, so I don't know much about it. My aunt was an invited guest at this martial arts conference. She is also one of the adjudicators. If you are interested, you can ask her in person."

"Is your aunt a martial artist?" Li Muchen turned around and asked in surprise.

Although the duel between the two great masters may only be a literary battle, and the martial arts fighters are all disciples, but those who can be invited to be guests must at least be the leader of a sect like Wang Zongsheng, or a master of a family who has reached the highest level of martial arts.

"My aunt is a grandmaster." Guan Yali said.

"Grandmaster?!" Li Muchen was even more surprised, "Didn't it say that there are only two grandmasters in Nanjiang Province?"

Guan Yali explained: "My aunt's name is She Biqing. She is from the Miao Village in southern Yunnan. However, she has lived in the Guan family in Oucheng in recent years, so she is not from Nanjiang."

"She Biqing...the Miao Village in southern Yunnan...the Li family in the capital is a guest."

Li Muchen murmured to himself, suddenly thinking of the family banquet that Master Rong mentioned that caused a sensation in the capital. The chefs from thirty-six large restaurants cooked eight hundred dishes together just to entertain a distinguished female guest.

"Okay, I will come to the martial arts conference. At that time, I will pay a visit to Mrs. She and ask Boss Guan for an introduction."

Guan Yali smiled: "Then I will wait for Mr. Li to arrive."

……

Li Muchen came down to meet with Ma Shan and the others.

Ma Shan asked Li Muchen if he could take Aunt Qing and Uncle Guoli to Hecheng.

Although that Yang Song was okay, Ma Shan really couldn't stand the look of his wife Wu Sisi.

Aunt Qing must have been very angry when she stayed at their house as a nanny.

Li Muchen thought for a moment and said, "If they are willing, let's go to Wutong Residence. They need a nanny and security guard there, and I'm worried that I can't find anyone trustworthy."

When Ma Shan talked to them, they were naturally not unhappy.

In this way, Ma Shan drove Li Muchen, Aunt Qing and Xu Guoli back to Hecheng.

Before leaving the city, Li Muchen received a call from Hu Xiuyi, saying that his father had asked him to go there and that he had something to give him.

Li Muchen had no choice but to ask Mashan to turn around and return to Tongqing Hall.

Hu Xiu had been waiting at the door early in the morning. This time, his attitude was extremely respectful and he treated Li Muchen as an elder.

When the security guards of Tongqingtang saw this scene, they were filled with doubts. First it was Sun Lanqing, and now it is Hu Xiuyi. What is the background of this young man?

The security guard stood tall and watched as the backs of Li Muchen and Hu Xiuyi disappeared through the archway of the inner courtyard.

The dealer came up to him and asked, "What are you looking at?"

The security guard glanced at the ticket seller, suddenly became furious, and cursed in a low voice: "Get out!"