The beggars left.
They left with dignity...Li Xianyu gave them enough reasons to leave.
Wu Xingyun took all the blame.
Basically, anyone with any brains knew that Li Xianyu was framed by Wu Xingyun, and that the murderer who deposed the entire Beggar Clan's chief helm was either Li Xianyu or Li Xianyu's wife.
However, in the face of the huge power gap, the truth does not seem to be very important. What is important is just... getting along in face.
Li Xianyu gave the Beggar Clan enough face.
As the night deepened, the valley became quiet, and the rivers and lakes in Henan Province began to boil.
Among the Shaolin monks, except Xuanci who survived, all the other monks died;
The chief helmsman of the Beggar Clan, 90%25 of his disciples were deposed...
The largest gang in the world, the largest sect in the Central Plains... suffered heavy losses one after another, which is unprecedented in ancient and modern times.
As these two major events went viral, a name quickly became popular:
Li Xianyu.
Various gossips about Li Xianyu are spreading like wildfire. Some people say that the real culprit behind the murder of the Beggar Clan disciples is Li Xianyu; some people swear that they saw Li Xianyu killing Shaolin monks with their own eyes; others say that Tianlong Temple A group of eminent monks came to the Central Plains with the purpose of capturing and killing Li Xianyu...
In a very short period of time, Li Xianyu's name spread throughout the West Sea again.
At the same time, many good people gave Li Xianyu nicknames. The most widely spread one is...
The poisonous scholar.
All this... made Li Xianyu listen.
"Shaolin is really petty and doesn't know how to come out to help me spread rumors."
"And Tianlong Temple, he left without saying a word. Why don't you come out and say a few words to me? After all, I can be considered half a son-in-law of the Duan family in Dali, right?"
"And the Beggar Clan, you don't even know what to do with your coward, but you are still fanning the flames from behind? Do you really think I don't dare to overthrow your lair again?"
"Scholar with poisonous hands? Have I ever poisoned you?"
Li Xianyu, who was playing chess with Wu Yazi and after listening to Su Xinghe's report, was cursing and saying "I" in every sentence, without any scholarly demeanor at all.
Su Xinghe was a little embarrassed and stood aside without daring to speak loudly.
Wu Yazi had a smile on his lips, and said with a smile as he sat down, "It's great to be young, the fire is strong."
Li Xianyu looked sideways at Wuyazi and said quietly, "Are you mocking me?"
Wu Yazi shook his head and chuckled: "You are young and promising, and your strength is close to that of Senior Sister. What right does this old man have to laugh at you?"
Having said that, the smile on Wu Yazi's face looked very playful.
As far as he knew, the anger of his grandson-in-law had not been released recently.
Li Xian smiled but said, "Do you want me to mention Li Qiu Shui?"
Wu Yazi's face remained as usual and he said, "I don't have much time left, so it doesn't hurt to mention her."
Su Xinghe, who was standing aside, had a dark expression on his face and felt a little sad in his heart.
Li Xianyu snorted softly, paused, and asked, "Have you made a decision? Who do you plan to pass your skills on to?"
"Transfer the power?" Su Xinghe was startled, and then his heart beat a little too fast.
Wu Yazi said: "Yu Yan no longer needs the old skills."
Li Xianyu nodded, fully agreeing with this point, and thinking in his heart, if Yu Yan gets your skill again, she might really dare to ride on my face.
"Then who do you plan to pass it on to? Lao Su?" Li Xianyu glanced at Su Xinghe and felt good about it.
Su Xinghe was startled and glanced at Li Xianyu gratefully.
"Xinghe is not good." Wu Yazi shook his head and said, "It would be a waste to pass it to him."
Su Xinghe's expression darkened, and he said weakly: "Disciple doesn't dare to ask for anything."
"Neither can Lao Su." Li Xianyu whispered, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said three words, "Sister?"
"Senior Sister?" Wu Yazi was startled, then smiled and said, "She doesn't need the old skills."
"If you give it, grandma, I can reluctantly accept it." A cold and faint voice suddenly appeared.
The secret room suddenly fell silent.
Wu Yazi chuckled lightly and said, "As long as my junior brother helps you, there is nothing Li Qiu Shui can do for you."
Li Xianyu blinked and played chess without saying a word.
"Do you really think that grandma and I care about your little skill?" Wu Xingyun's sneer came, "Grandma, I also know the Beiming Magic Technique now. When grandma and I rejuvenate, I can also practice the Beiming Magic Technique. When the time comes...hehe."
A flash of envy flashed in Wu Yazi's eyes, and he sighed: "In the end, the one who can really catch up with Master is you, Senior Sister."
"It's good that you know." came the arrogant voice.
"So, you plan to pass your skills on to Li Qingluo?" Li Xianyu looked at Wu Yazi and asked speechlessly.
Not counting Wang Yuyan, Su Xinghe, and Wu Xingyun, the only person who has a close relationship with Wu Yazi is the idiot mother-in-law Li Qingluo.
A kind smile appeared on Wu Yazi's face, and he said softly: "A'luo is Lao Chan's daughter, and Lao Chan owes her a lot."
Su Xinghe couldn't help but said: "Miss's talent seems to be average."
I thought to myself, if it’s a waste to pass it on to me, wouldn’t it be even more wasteful to pass it on to the idiot lady?
"More than just average?" Li Xianyu complained, "Jian Shu is terrible."
Wu Yazi smiled and said: "A Luo was disturbed by love in the past and neglected to practice. Now she has cut off the roots of love and is focusing on practice. In the future, with the help of you and Yu Yan, coupled with the seventy years of old skills , will definitely achieve something.”
"Cut off the roots of love... The roots of love are well used." Li Xianyu praised. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that these two words were used wonderfully and expressively.
Wu Yazi and Su Xinghe were both startled. They didn't quite understand the meaning of the word 'love root'.
"From now on, A'luo will have to take care of my junior brother more." Wu Yazi looked at Li Xianyu and said softly.
Li Xianyu said: "Think carefully if you have any treasures you can give to me."
Wu Yazi smiled and said: "Master lived at Piaomiao Peak in Tianshan Mountain. That is the place where senior sister lives. If you have a chance in the future, you can go there and look for it. Maybe you can find Master's relics."
"Piaomiao Peak..." Li Xianyu whispered. His only impression of Piaomiao Peak in Tianshan Mountain was that of a girl, a girl with Western twins.
The two were playing chess and chatting.
It was said that he was playing chess, but in fact it was Wu Yazi who was accompanying Li Xianyu to feed the chess pieces, accurately controlling the direction of the chess game and the winning or losing time of the game.
During the chat, Li Xianyu mentioned the Eternal Spring Valley and asked, "Does the Eternal Spring Valley really exist?"
Wu Yazi paused and shrugged slightly: "Who knows? I have been looking for it in Dali for more than twenty years, but I still can't find it."
"Maybe not in Dali." Li Xianyu said casually.
"Maybe." Wu Yazi said, looked at Li Xianyu and asked, "Do you want to pursue immortality?"
Li Xianyu hummed softly.
If he had just started practicing, he would probably have modestly denied it...after all, he was too weak at that time, and talking about immortality was more or less ridiculous.
Now, his heart for immortality is as strong as a diamond.
"Changsheng..." Wu Yazi whispered, and after a long silence, he asked: "You should know part of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, right?"
"Six Meridian Divine Sword? Yes, you know two styles." Li Xianyu paused and nodded.
Wu Yazi said: "In today's world, if we follow the normal progress of cultivation, no one in the world can practice the true Six Meridians Divine Sword. Do you know why?"
"Second Senior Brother, please speak clearly." Li Xianyu straightened his expression, vaguely feeling that what Wu Yazi said next was related to the road to immortality.
