Xiao Yao stayed in Feng Mofeng's blacksmith shop for more than a month. During this period, he spent the rest of his time practicing the whirlwind leaf sweeping technique except for eating, sleeping and necessary reviewing the other three unique skills. Feng Mofeng saw that Xiao Yao was so diligent and hardworking when practicing qi, and his understanding was far better than ordinary people, so he naturally became more attentive when he gave advice to Xiao Yao. How could Xiao Yao miss this martial arts opportunity? At the same time, he was afraid that the internal energy and qi route of the whirlwind leaf sweeping technique would be different from the internal energy of the ancient tomb sect that he had practiced before.

Conflict cannot be achieved at the same time. If the luck route of Taohua Island martial arts and the internal skills and mental methods of the ancient tomb sect really collided with each other in the body, it would be impossible to ask Li Mochou in a daze, so he pestered Feng Mofeng to teach himself how to transport true qi every day. Until the internal force of the ancient tomb sect was circulated according to the qi-moving route of the whirlwind leaf-sweeping method, flowing slowly along the meridians without any abnormality, the big stone that had been hanging in Xiao Yao's heart finally fell to the ground.

In fact, during these days, Xiao Yao has been thinking about the fact that after the battle in Lujiazhuang, he asked Hong Lingbo to report to Li Mochou. He stayed in Feng Mofeng's blacksmith shop for more than a month, and during this period he only focused on practicing. There was no news about the master and apprentice. As for whether Lu Liding escaped Li Mochou's vicious hand later, whether Lujiazhuang was protected, whether Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang were safe, and whether Li Mochou came in person later, whether victory or defeat, Xiao Yao didn't know all these things. At this moment, he had been away from Li Mochou for a long time. Although he had the opportunity to personally teach martial arts by the Dongxie Huang Yaoshi, he still felt uneasy in his heart. Every time he remembered it, he still felt a little worried.

In this world of time and space, although Li Mochou is not good at treating Xiao Yao, perhaps because the three of them have been walking with each other from the beginning, from the beginning, Xiao Yao actually felt a sense of belonging to Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo’s master and disciple in his heart. This sense of belonging makes him involuntarily disgusted and escaped when he is by his side. However, when he is far away from the two, he naturally wants to think about returning and looking forward to returning.

When Xiao Yao realized that he had already relied on Li Mochou, he couldn't help but frown secretly. But after thinking about it, if he left Li Mochou's side at this time and went around the world alone, not to mention that his martial arts skills were not enough at this time, many areas in his memory that might have the secrets of martial arts were not sure to get involved. Not to mention whether those hidden sects or families still have descendants, just the Dugu Sword Tomb, which can be said to be a masterless thing, the old eagle himself was not sure to deal with it. It is estimated that there is no martial arts realm of a first-class master or the ethereal luck of the protagonist in Yang Guo and Yang Gengzhi, and neither the Bosiqu Snake nor the Divine Eagle there can be dealt with.

Besides, my connections and reputation in the world are still too weak at this time, and I still need to rely on Li Mochou, a powerful backer, to help me gradually realize a series of ideas such as making great achievements in this world, being in a high position in the future, holding a heavy power, etc.; even if I divorce my master and apprentice (Li Mochou's personality is basically impossible), if I go alone in the world in the future, if I encounter an opponent, the other party will not care whether I have left Li Mochou alone. The title of this female devil disciple is not a joke, then those who will be

He thought that by eliminating his famous second-rate martial arts masters, he attacked him in groups. With his current martial arts skills, his life was really worrying, and his future was really bleak. At this time, Xiao Yao was lying on the kang of Feng Mofeng's blacksmith shop, tossing and turning, thinking about it over and over again, and finally concluded that the best choice at this moment was still to return to Master and disciple Li Mochou, and there was no safe plan. Therefore, although Xiao Yao frowned secretly, after thinking about the pros and cons, he decided to go back for the time being, and wait for the opportunity in the future.

On this day, Xiao Yao came to say goodbye to Feng Mofeng. The two spent more than a month together, and they studied martial arts together every day. They had already formed a deep friendship with each other and became a couple of friends who had forgotten their age. At this moment, they suddenly heard Xiao Yao say he was leaving. Although Feng Mofeng was reluctant to leave, he understood that Xiao Yao had already made up his mind and had to leave, so he did not force himself to stay. He just said, "Mr. Xiao, if you have time, you must bring that girl to me again.

The old man sat here and asked the old man to also make a good sword for her." The "girl" mentioned by Feng Mofeng was Hong Lingbo, who came to make a sword with Xiao Yao last time. Although he was disabled, his eyesight was still there. When he made the sword that day, he had actually seen the ambiguous relationship between the two, but he never pointed it out. He suddenly mentioned it at this moment, which made Xiao Yao, who had always thought that others didn't know about the relationship between them, blushed.

After saying goodbye to Feng Mofeng, Xiao Yao rode a fast horse all the way to Jiaxing according to the plan he had already thought about the night before. This time, because there was no one else around him, Xiao Yao chose a faster route than when he was traveling with Hong Lingbo last time. After he set off from Xiangyang, he went straight east, passed through Xinyang, Henan under the Mongolian rule, Lu'an, Fengyang and other places on the evening of the 10th, and finally arrived at the capital of Jiangnan East Road, the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty, Jian.

Kang. Standing outside the city, Xiao Yao secretly thought in his mind that it was only more than 600 miles away from Jiaxing. He was whipping his horse all the way day and night. At this time, he arrived in Jiankang several days earlier than the original plan. Moreover, with the strength of the BMW he was riding, the remaining six hundred miles would probably be able to arrive in three or two days. Therefore, he thought to himself that he didn't have to hurry at this moment. Thinking of this, he immediately dismounted his horse and walked slowly along the ten miles of Qinhuai.

It was already dusk and the sky gradually became dark. Xiao Yao walked with his horse, walking on the smokey willows, the wind curtains, and the green curtains of Jiankang City, which was 100,000 families. He saw the streets with houses and lights shining. He could hear the restaurants and tea shops on both sides of the road. He kept clamoring and rumbling sounds from the tile houses and songs, and mixed in the bustling streets. Before he knew it, he seemed to have returned to the modern modern life of the rich nightlife. Since he traveled to this Southern Song world, he had never had the opportunity.

I will truly appreciate the colorful life described in the poems of the Song Dynasty scholars, "Every year, the lights compete, the moon is full; the flutes and drums on the streets are forbidden, the cold night is always cold, and the hands are heavy; the people are scattered, and thousands of doors laugh and the sound is in the curtains". At this time, I suddenly saw with my own eyes that Xiao Yao, who had seen the lights and wine and the bright lights of life before, could not help but secretly admire the colorful life of people in ancient times, although they lived in a feudal society with low productivity levels.

Xiao Yao took the horse and watched the whole way until he walked to a relatively secluded place. He suddenly realized that he had never found an inn to stay in. Thinking of this, he suddenly started to croak again in a very sensible way. Xiao Yao touched his already deflated stomach, smiled bitterly, and saw several restaurants hanging in an alley ahead with red lanterns and wine flags waving, which was very lively, so he walked in nearby, intending to fill his stomach first.

He led the horse to the door of one of the restaurants, holding the reins, and was about to squat down and tie it to the stone pillar at the door. When he bent down, he accidentally saw a chrysanthemum painting on the wall next to the stone pillar. Seeing this chrysanthemum, Xiao Yao was shocked suddenly, and immediately stood up and searched around. Sure enough, he also found such a chrysanthemum on the wall at the other end of the alley.
Chapter completed!