In Desert City, Li Yi dropped his stick on the Cuju court where Wang Daoping played before, retreated, swept left and right, and opened his bow.
This is the Shenlong Stick Technique taught to him by Sikong Zhuoyun. He has already initially understood the previous steps, and the rest are just some tricks of waving.
But despite looking at it this way, he really has a somewhat nondescript grandmaster demeanor.
He played with a stick flower and slammed the stick on the ground, ending the Shenlong stick technique instructed by Sikong Zhuoyun.
He pulled out the wooden stick and walked forward, sat in the auditorium where everyone usually sat, wiped his sweat, and took a sip of water from the wine bottle.
He is not afraid of others secretly learning this stick technique. First of all, he is not proficient in it and cannot perform the wonderful performance of a woman's sword dance. Secondly, it is not daytime at this time, and there are no children who like to play and play here in the early morning and noon. Thirdly, his stick technique is not very popular in Xichu.
But as soon as he put away the wooden stick next to him, someone clapped their hands.
He turned his head and saw someone standing in front of him under the loquat tree in the Cuju field, dressed in white.
He clenched the wooden stick in his hand vigilantly and stared closely at the man in white in front of him.
To be honest, he didn't notice this person appearing at all, as if he came out of thin air. If he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, he would have thought that this person had seen the King of Hell before.
"Don't be nervous. I'm not a bad guy. I'm a good guy from Xichu." The man in white said.
"Who are you?"
The man in white smiled. "I'm Zhao Tong, the owner of the Yaju Building in front of me. Of course, I'm also the owner of this Cuju venue. Recently, I heard someone said that a kid is very dissatisfied with me. He likes to come to my Cuju venue at night to urinate, and even stomps on him after he's done. I want to vent my hatred. So I came here to take a look, and unexpectedly I saw you practicing the stick by accident. I’m really sorry.”
"Your Excellency does not seem to be an unknown person. At least just now, I did not hear your footsteps."
Zhao Tong smiled. "Hahahaha... You were so absorbed in fighting just now. If you really found me, you would be weird! But if you martial arts practitioners don't solve these problems early, you will be in big trouble sooner or later. But then again, you kid His stick skills are good, never seen before, have you been taught by an expert?"
Li Yi didn't speak, but his face had a deep expression of boredom. Zhao Tong looked at him and said. "You are not an unknown person. I have never practiced. Sometimes, I can't even beat a three-year-old child, which is interesting. If I hadn't run this Yaju Building, I would have starved to death on the streets."
Li Yi finally let down his guard and said. "It sounds like I'm talking about my own suffering."
"It's not as good as those who died. I'm ashamed. Catch it!" Zhao Tong said, throwing something over.
Li Yi took it and took a look, only to realize that this thing was none other than a kind of wine with a particularly strong fragrance.
"Just because of the aroma of this wine, it seems to be worth a lot of money. Are you willing to give it up?" he said.
Zhao Tong came over, put his hand on Li Yi's shoulder and sat down, as if he was very familiar with him. "You don't understand! This is a fine wine called Shumo, which most people can't afford. I got the secret recipe by accident."
"Shu Mo! It sounds like the name of this wine is too random!"
"Hey! This drink is not casual, do you want to hear it?"
Li Yi tilted his head, indicating that he was willing to listen.
"Let's go then!" Zhao Tong said, stood up and walked ahead.
Li Yi thought for a while. Anyway, he had killed pythons in the Taiping ruins and killed people all the way south. Seeing that the man named Zhao didn't look like a bad guy, he picked up his feet and followed him.
In Yaju Building, Zhao Tong poured a full glass of wine for Li Yi and said. "Brother Li, this is a beautiful story."
Brother Li! This was the name Zhao Tong became familiar with after Li Yi came to Yaju Tower and told Zhao Tong his name.
Li Yi did not drink it immediately, but pricked up his ears and listened.
Seeing that Li Yi didn't drink, Zhao Tong poured himself a glass of wine and said. "Brother Li, do you know the number one Mo Jianxian in the world? The one on the red list?"
The world ranking list is divided into red, yellow, blue, green and white. The red list is naturally the first echelon in the world. Currently, there are only two people occupying this list.
That is the number one Mo Sword Immortal in the world and the Dragon Son Immortal Lin Moyu among the Dragon and Phoenix Immortals.
However, the Mo Jianxian they talked about was naturally a bit more powerful than the Long Zixian.
Looking at the world, how many people have reached this level? Those two gentlemen back then were only in the blue list at most. Decades ago, the Western Chu swordsman Ruan Luan could only reach Huang Bang. As for Liu Yanchang today, he is probably someone who is jumping between the yellow and blue lists.
Li Yi nodded. "Yeah. I often hear a friend of mine talk about it."
This is not because he is arrogant and insists on doing his own thing. After all, the number one in the world has indeed occupied the world rankings for many years. Not to mention those storytellers who like to talk about it, even he himself has been fortunate enough to see it on the picture scroll. several times.
Speaking of which, let's not talk about those scholars who don't practice martial arts and don't understand the world's Taoism, but as long as they have practiced martial arts for a year and a half, if they really don't know who is the best in the world, then they really should wipe their necks and hang themselves.
"Have you ever heard of that Empress Brother Li?"
"I've heard about it, but it's just hearsay! But I heard someone say that she has a deep love for the Black Sword Immortal."
Zhao Tong laughed. "Actually, this wine was created by the Empress. Later, it was recorded in the "Jiu Sutra" by the wine master Ru Song, and I was lucky enough to learn it. I have to say, it is a good thing."
Li Yi sighed and said to himself. "I used to think that the empress's feelings for Mo Jianxian were just rumors spread by others. Shu Mo! This is the combined name of the two of them. I think her feelings for Mo Jianxian were not fake."
Zhao Tong spoke. "That's not the case..."
Zhao Tong blah blah blah, from the time when the empress Han Qingshu followed Mo Jianxian to the end when they both fell into Baiyu Lake and did not know whether they would live or die, the whole process was so lifelike that it felt as if they were immersed in the scene. The storyteller's ability to tell nonsense.
After Zhao Tong finished speaking, he took a sip of wine and said. "No matter whether the Empress and Mo Jianxian experienced ups and downs and both died in the end, they are simply too far away from us. Now these are what we should enjoy."
He pointed to the steaming stuff on the table and continued. "These ingredients are all shipped from southern Xinjiang at a high price, and they are still fresh. They are not even willing to be eaten by the guests outside. You are different. You feel that you are destined to me."
Li Yi didn't care whether he was destined to be with him or not, but he just sighed that it was strange that a person like him, who seemed to be indifferent to all aspects of his body and mind, could still know the story of the empress and Mo Jianxian.
"Thank you, Brother Zhao, for your hospitality." Li Yi said, raising a glass of wine to Zhao Tong. "please!"
Zhao Tong also raised a glass of wine, touched it with him, took a sip and said. "Actually, don't look at my frail body. I have been to Nanmu. Hehe! I might as well tell you that Nanmu is the real prosperous place. The story of the Empress and Mo Jianxian was also told from there. Telling you this, I actually don’t know whether it’s true or false.”
Li Yi smiled knowingly. It turns out that he really thinks too highly of himself. It turns out that in this world, people who understand martial arts are not the only ones who understand this world. It turns out that people who don’t understand martial arts can also understand this way.
That's right, if this were not the case, how could he have interacted with people in southern Xinjiang, how could he have been to Nanmu, and how could he have accumulated such a huge family fortune.
"Actually, you invited me here not just for a drink?" Li Yi said.
Zhao Tong smiled awkwardly and said. "Actually, it is indeed a little trivial. It's not big or small, but it's hard to talk about it."
"Tell me! Since you have invited me to eat Xichu's finest delicacies, you will not be rewarded for any merit, and I will not refuse if I can help."
"Your stick technique looks good, can you teach me how to do it?"
"Brother Zhao, why do you want to learn it?"
"You don't know. Recently, a group of gangsters from the north came to my Cuju venue to cause trouble. The business is almost gone. It's a good idea to learn from them and let others quit."
"Can't you just hire a few thugs?"
"There are thugs, but I also want to learn one and a half moves."
"But these are just frivolous and of little use. They are not even considered a three-legged cat in front of masters. In this case, does Brother Zhao still want to learn?"
Zhao Tong chuckled. "Brother Li, I can see that your skills are not fancy. If you teach them in Xichu, you will definitely be able to carry them forward in the future."
Li Yi took a sip of wine, put the cup on the table, and looked at Zhao Tong. "Okay! But I may not be able to teach well. After all, I am also a dabbler."
"It doesn't matter."
When Li Yi came back, he took a shortcut and purposely moved to the southern area where he lived a year ago and passed by Zai Street.
The big house in front of me that I passed this morning suddenly heard the sound of a dog barking, which made me feel like something was going to happen.
He stopped and leaned against the wall and listened carefully for a while, but except for the barking of the dog, it was really quiet.
He suddenly heard the sound of footsteps, and without any time to think, he ducked into the darkest place next to a tree.
A dark figure jumped out from the high wall, but as if blind, he did not see him, but walked straight into the depths of the alley.
A group of people with torches behind him chased him noisily, cursing and swearing as if they were determined to cut the man into pieces.
Li Yi curled his lips, a little grateful for his wisdom, and hid aside. Otherwise, if the group of angry people saw it, he would have jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't clean himself.
After the group of people disappeared, he quietly walked out of the darkness.
He looked for the place where the man escaped and chased him. Finally, he stopped in front of a house in the east of the city.
He was afraid that the person would see him, so he hid in the corner behind him, but the person still didn't see him and climbed in through the wall.
So it's hard for you to imagine how a blind thief could steal.
He climbed up the wall, stood on the wall and quietly followed the figure below.
Finally, he stopped on the roof of a tall house and watched the man enter the house and close the door.
He leaned down on the dark tiled roof and put his ear against the tiles to listen to the movement inside.
But when he calmed down, he felt something was wrong. After all, it was unreasonable to have such a huge house without a guard.
Is it possible that this thief belongs to this house? But he ran out in the middle of the night just to have a private meeting with someone's little girl.
But it's not unreasonable. After all, it sounds like a fantasy to steal such a family property.
He quietly opened a tile on the roof, and the voices below finally came up.
"There is no chance that this Thief Saint will succeed. Tomorrow, we can go to the north to revive the military advisor. We're done."
The person who spoke, even if Li Yi died, his parents would not admit his mistake. He was the blind man who chased him all the way.
It's just that the blind man no longer pretended to be a man, and returned to his original appearance. The black cloth on his face was pulled off by him and placed on the table.
The others seemed to have made an appointment with him, and they all congratulated him. Some of them even started to have a relationship with him and wanted to marry their daughter to him.
The man smiled like an old dog and said after taking a sip of wine. "Don't tell me, Xichu is a bit poor, but these wealthy families are really rich. If we don't consider our brothers from the north, they may have enough to feed one person for a lifetime."
A middle-aged man with a scar on his face laughed loudly in front of him. "Lao Wan, you are so cool in this profession. You can have food and clothing wherever you go, and you can occasionally act like a flower picker. Next time you have a chance, you must teach your brother a few tricks."
"It's nothing flashy. It's all for the shadows. I don't dare to charge a penny more. If the higher-ups find out, my head will be lost."
"Lao Wan, you are too boring. I'm just talking. I don't really want to divide the money in your pocket. Besides, I'm more afraid of death than you."
"By the way, is there any letter from the north?"
"Well! The battle situation is tense, and there is not much progress at the moment. However, that person has successfully entered the camp, and the next step will be more difficult."
"I'm afraid of him. We have magic weapons. We're just a gentleman. He won't be able to cause much trouble."
"Meow!"
Just as the person below was talking about this, before he had time to say what he said clearly, a cat meowed suddenly from beside Li Yi.
When he turned around, a black cat, perhaps mad, pounced on him.
He dodged and the black cat flew away, but knocked over a tile next to him.
But as a result, several people below also woke up instantly and turned to look at the roof where he was.
"who!"
The man in black clothes and hoodie slammed the table, and a chopstick bounced on the spot. He caught it in his hand and threw it towards the tiles above his head.
Li Yi stepped back, and when the two chopsticks touched the tiles, they exploded across the entire roof.
Like a fire thunder exploding in the water.
Li Yi retreated and slid all the way back along the roof, knocking over the tiles on the ground.
As the gap opened in front grew larger, the entire roof collapsed.
However, Li Yi saw a man facing the falling tiles, jumping up from the collapsed gap, and punching him.
Even if Li Yi wanted to turn around and escape at this time, it was too late, so he could only bite the bullet and pounce on him.
The two people collided like lightning on the roof that didn't have time to collapse, like two ancient King Kongs with a rainbow of momentum. The whole house was hit as if there had been an earthquake.
Li Yi jumped up and punched him down. The man below him instantly fell down as the tiles collapsed.
Li Yi's punch missed the target, but he grabbed a wooden stick among the falling tiles and swung it out.
The next second, the wooden stick hit the man's arm, but it did not make the man fall faster. Instead, it broke the wooden stick in his hand into two pieces.
The two men fell to the ground, Li Yi punched them out, and the man also punched them.
As a result, after the two fists collided, they were both knocked back.
Li Yi stood in the ruins full of tiles and wooden sticks, looking around with the corner of his eyes, his face full of doubts.
The people who had been chatting and laughing with this man just now disappeared out of thin air.
So where did they go? Could it be that I was dazzled before? From beginning to end, there was only this person in front of me.
But if I was dazzled, how could I remember it so clearly in my mind?
"Who is your Excellency?" The man took out the staff from the side and pointed it at him and asked coldly.
Only then did Li Yi see from his face that he was a monk wearing a black hood.
"Nobody." Li Yi said and shrugged.
It's rare to think of Wang Daoping's impropriety at that time, but he actually blurted out Wang Daoping's favorite lines, which is really ridiculous.
The monk's face instantly turned gloomy and he said. "Your Majesty, you won't say anything! Then the only option is to fight. I always like to kill people. You are welcome to become a dead soul under my staff. Martial skills, Devil's Zen Staff."
As he spoke, he raised the staff in his hand.
Li Yi saw a huge image appearing behind the bald monk, a black Buddha as huge as a hill, also holding a staff in his hand. It's so ugly that it's almost nondescript.
The bald monk waved his staff at Li Yi, and the entire image also waved his staff at the same time, with an aura that seemed to sweep across thousands of armies. As for the inside, it is unknown.
The so-called Devil's Zen Staff is the martial skill of Gao Gao Yi from the Eight Shadow Generals. If he uses it now, it's not difficult to guess who this guy who doesn't really look like a good bird is.
But right now, even though he knew about this Yakuza monk, he didn't bother to care whether he was Gao Gao Yi, the one who killed a thousand swordsmen.
He took half a step back, swiped his spear horizontally, and his momentum rose. It was none other than the "worldly marksmanship" that he and Wang Daoping had glimpsed when they were deep in the mountains.
