Chapter 162: A floating land sword in shallow water·eight

This chivalrous man, I still don’t know your name or where you are from. I will visit you another day to pay my respects.

People in the world are at home everywhere and have nowhere to settle. You don’t need to remember my name. We meet each other in the mountains and rivers. I hope you will cherish it.

Your Majesty, this person must be an expert in the world based on his words. He looks very much like a person from the Ming Dynasty in his attire.

Xiao Liangzi, don’t you think that the clothes don’t look like the hair ornaments of the Qing Dynasty? Isn’t it true that everyone who doesn’t shave their hair is the bane of the Qing Dynasty?

Master, this slave doesn't dare, it's me who talks too much. If the righteous man hadn't taken action when the master came out of the palace this time, I think you would have ruined the county magistrate's murderous hand. It seems that this person has been following us for a long time.

Fortunately, you are also from Ouchi. Didn't you notice that the knight was sitting opposite us in the tavern?

Also, this slave didn’t notice,

Well, don’t be surprised if you don’t know, you and I can go back to the palace.

Sure enough, what the seniors said was true. I saw that noble man, but the occasion was not in his magnificent palace, but in the solemn but decaying solemn hall.

Xu Yu stroked his long beard: "You are much smarter than your father. You must have guessed it a long time ago, but you haven't pointed it out. Judging from this, you are much more powerful than your father."

The old monk Hui Feng on the side also nodded, "That's right! You are smarter than your parents. It is true that since ancient times heroes have been born in young boys. Young heroes were at that time!"

What do you think of this business in Beijing? Presumably your father will write to ask you by then. How should you answer.

I answered truthfully.

But your father will think that you saved Manta. He hates Manta as much as I do! Of course I hate Manta more than him.

But you are now the Immortal Chief of Wudang, and you will definitely not fight against Manta for the sake of the thousands of creatures in Wudang. I think you know this best. Wu Shaoyang drank water very calmly.

Hahaha! As expected of Wu Chen and Wu Shaoyang, they are amazing. Pindao admires him.

Hui Feng said from the side: "Amitabha, Taoist Master Xu Yu, your ability to bluff people is really great. Fortunately, this child is of high quality, otherwise you would have bluffed him long ago."

Wu Shaoyang understood after hearing this, "I know that there are old friends in Yangzhou and old friends in Kuimen. Those old friends are gone. There are old friends in the capital who have also passed away. I know who they are but I won't tell them. There are also old friends in Changbai. There are also in Wudang and Shaolin. Dad said that he would like to see his old friends from Shaolin and Wudang when he comes to the Central Plains next year. Because there are not many old friends left, the emotion in his heart still retains its original appearance."

This is also the purpose of my visit this time. After Wu Shaoyang finished speaking, he couldn't help but reveal his true purpose.

Xu Yu and Hui Feng couldn't help but fell into deep silence, and they didn't know how to answer for a while.

After half a cup of tea, Xu Yu slowly spoke: "Your father is here, is your mother coming?"

He should be the only one to come, and my mother should not come as she still has to guard the family business in Immortal Exile Island. Are these important?

Of course these are not important. An important old friend is coming. Whose identity is he coming? The entire Qing Dynasty thought that the one who died in Kuimen was Wu Changkong, and the one who stayed was called Fifth Xiaoyao. Which identity did your father come to use?

Wu Shaoyang was silent. I didn't know how to answer for a while. He ate a peanut and said, "Of course it's his own identity! Because he is Wu Changkong. The sound of the sword shakes the three mountains, and nature creates green forests. Who travels around Kyushu and Kunlun, and everyone knows Wu Changkong. I remember this poem .”

I understand, I think Master Hui Feng also understands, right?

The two old men nodded, took their young apprentices and rode away with their hands.