Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 229 Girl Mo Chou
Time flies, day and night.

There were frequent wars between the countries at the foot of the mountain. Even the isolated Dali Kingdom could not avoid being involved in some disputes. Although the Jin Kingdom was caught in the crossfire and was on the verge of collapse, a young prince Wanyan Kang suddenly emerged and led tens of thousands of Jin soldiers to gallop across the Central Plains, rushing left and right, causing considerable trouble to the Mongolian army.

Such changes also gave the Jin Dynasty a chance to catch its breath, and it became entangled with Mongolia on the northern battlefield, with smoke and dust billowing and blood flowing like a sea.

However, Mongolia's advantage is still huge, and it has occupied most of the Central Plains. Now, because of these former Song Dynasty territories, there have been considerable frictions in the alliance between Mongolia and the Song Dynasty. It can be said that the situation is a mess.

From south to north, everyone was saying that the Mongols had evil ambitions and would march south once they had eliminated the Jin Dynasty.

By now, the calls to abandon the Song-Mongol alliance and instead stabilize the Jin Kingdom have suddenly become louder.

There is no need to think too much about whether Wanyan Kang was behind this, there is no doubt about it.

All the noise and the panic-stricken people make this deep mountain seem like a paradise.

The sunlight shines through the lush green mountains and forests, transforming into thousands of golden clouds, dappling on the stone steps in front of the mountain gate.

On the square paved with blue flagstones, many young men and Taoists with long swords on their waists were sitting in groups of three or four. They formed circles of different sizes, chatting with each other and laughing from time to time.

In two days, the Quanzhen Sect will hold its grand competition.

Because the elders of the sect had specially sent a letter to summon everyone, stating the importance of this competition, so even disciples who were hundreds of miles away had to rush back to the mountains on schedule.

Many lay disciples were originally recruited by the Seven Sons of Quanzhen when they traveled around, and had never actually been to the Quanzhen ancestral temple. But now, the fellow disciples had gathered in one place across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and after getting rid of the initial unfamiliarity, they quickly became familiar with each other.

They either talked about the world situation or chatted about the local customs and practices of different places, and they became familiar with each other quickly.

A small number of them can even talk about other relationships.

This world is big if you say it is big, but it is also small if you say it is small.

Sometimes, if you chat more, you might even find some in-laws.

After all, most of the time, it is more about a poor scholar being good at literature than a rich warrior. Those who can practice martial arts tend to have wealthy families and can have more far-reaching connections.

The group was chatting animatedly about all sorts of things.

However, the gazes of many male disciples always subconsciously shifted to a certain direction.

"Junior sister! I wonder which uncle's disciple you are from?" Wang Boxian, a registered disciple accepted by Master Ma Yu when he was preaching in Xuzhou, asked a tall girl who looked fair and pretty with lively eyes.

If a disciple were to leave home, he certainly wouldn't be so presumptuous, but a lay disciple wouldn't be so particular about it.

A gentleman dreams of marrying a beautiful lady. The beauty of the girl in front of him had already attracted the attention of many other brothers and sisters. Wang Boxian was just the first one who had the courage to approach her and strike up a conversation with her.

The girl rolled her eyes quickly, then remembered the Seven True Masters that her master had once commented on, and said coquettishly, "My master is Qiu Chuji!"

She only remembered that according to her master's description, Qiu Chuji was the most powerful among the Seven True Masters, but she didn't remember the names of the others.

"So you are Uncle Qiu's disciple. May I ask your name, sister?" Wang Boxian immediately took advantage of the situation without any embarrassment.

Ma Yu was the head of Quanzhen Sect, which meant that Ma Yu was responsible for the food and clothing of everyone in Quanzhen Sect. Therefore, when he was traveling around, he would take the initiative to make friends with some local tyrants and dignitaries, accept the children of local tyrants as his nominal disciples, and then collect some incense money.

Because of this, there are no very strict requirements and constraints on the conduct of disciples.

Although Wang Boxian was not considered a bad boy in Xuzhou, he was a bit of a playboy in the brothels.

How can I not be moved when I see such a beautiful girl?
"Fangming?"

"Are you asking for my name?"

"My name is Li Mochou!" The girl said her name without much guard.

"Mochou! Mochou... what a good name, Junior Sister Li! This should be your first time to Chongyang Palace as well! Come... I'll show you around." Wang Boxian was delighted to find out the name. Seeing that the girl was pure and innocent, the original hint of charm in her eyes changed. He thought that if the girl's family background matched his, it would be fine to marry her as his wife.

"You want to show me around?"

"Okay! Okay! I want to go to the Patriarch's Hall and see the portrait of Patriarch Wang..." said the girl.

This girl was of course Li Mochou, a disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect next door to the Quanzhen Sect. At this time, Li Mochou was still young, a few months younger than Huang Rong, and was at the age where she loved to be lively and playful.

But in this ancient tomb, besides her master and mother-in-law, there was only the young Xiao Longnu, and she had no suitable playmates. So she could only wander around in the mountains every day, occasionally secretly glancing at the Quanzhen Taoist priests.

In the past few days, Quanzhen Sect has summoned disciples from the inner and outer sects, as well as monks and laymen, to return to the mountains. Seeing how lively things are, she followed in as well.

The Quanzhen Sect's disciples who had been screened and confirmed to be welcoming guests were all scattered at the foot of the mountain. No one noticed that Li Mochou, an outsider who had been lurking in the mountains, had sneaked in.

"Okay! I'll accompany Junior Sister Li to visit the ancestral hall now." Wang Boxian said with a smile.

Of course, if he knew that Li Mochou wanted to go to the Ancestral Hall and spit at Wang Chongyang's portrait, he probably wouldn't be able to laugh.

Ding, ding, ding. Suddenly, there was a series of rapid board sounds in the main hall. There was no doubt that some emergency had occurred. The people in the square stopped talking, looked at each other in astonishment, and hurried to the main hall.

When they arrived at the Chongyang Hall, they saw the Seven Quanzhen Masters, all arranged in an arc at the top, sitting in order. The head master, Ma Yu, was sitting in the middle, wearing a purple Taoist robe and a lotus purple gold crown on his head, with a rare solemn posture.

Such solemnity made the atmosphere in the hall solemn for a moment. The disciples quickly lined up on their own, with the monks and nuns wearing Taoist robes standing in the front row, and the lay disciples wearing different clothes lined up at the back.

Seeing that all the disciples had gathered, Yuyangzi Wang Chu stood up and said, "We urgently summoned all the disciples to the hall because we received news that there is a group of bandits named 'Yiwofeng' who are extremely cruel and have killed countless people. Now they are trying to kill our Quanzhen Sect disciples who have returned to the sect. The seven of us are here to worship our ancestors and meditate before the big competition in two days, so we should not kill them."

"Who is willing to lead the others down the mountain to meet our brothers and sisters?"

Zhao Zhijing, who was quick-witted and quick-witted, immediately took a step forward and said, "Disciple is willing to go!"

Soon, a large number of Quanzhen disciples stepped forward and expressed their willingness to go and support.

They said that the big competition and assessment would start in two days. Anyone with a quick mind would know that the assessment has already begun.

Although many people still don’t know the specific benefits of coming to the fore, it is common for young people to want to show off when they have the opportunity.

Even if there is no benefit, it would be great to be able to stand out in front of so many fellow disciples.

Wang Boxian looked at the beautiful and lovely 'Junior Sister Li' beside him and also stepped forward: "Disciple is willing to go too!"

At the same time, he turned his head to look at Li Mochou, constantly winking at her.

He was looking forward to being able to travel the world of martial arts with this Junior Sister Li and slay bandits with swords.

It would be even better if he could rescue Junior Sister Li when she was in danger.

Li Mochou shrank to the side, because her fellow disciples stepped forward one after another, expressing their willingness to go and rescue their fellow disciples. Li Mochou, who had been hiding in the crowd, gradually became conspicuous.

But she couldn't just stand up and express her willingness to go and rescue.

She didn't care whether to save the Quanzhen disciples or not, but if she really took action after going down the mountain, wouldn't she be exposed?

How could she know any Quanzhen martial arts?
She had secretly taken a look at a few moves of Quanzhen swordsmanship, but it was not a system, and without the support of internal energy, it was impossible to perform it in its original form.

Her retreat actually made her more conspicuous.

The Seven Quanzhen Masters were all watching the disciples in the hall at this moment, observing their reactions at this moment, and analyzing their character and abilities. They all happened to focus their attention on Li Mochou.

After all, although the Quanzhen Sect also has female nuns and female lay disciples, there are actually not many of them.

There were only seven or eight female nuns under the tutelage of Sun Buer, and they were all of average looks.

As for the lay disciples, there are a few good-looking ones, such as Cheng Yaojia, who is also surrounded by several attentive fellow disciples.

"Whose disciple are you from? What's your name?" Sun Buer asked Li Mochou.

Most of the female disciples of Quanzhen Sect were accepted by her, so when she saw a stranger, she would of course ask a few questions.

Li Mochou lowered her head, as if she was shy or afraid. Wang Boxian beside her didn't think much about it and said, "This Junior Sister Li is a disciple of Uncle Qiu."

All eyes fell on Qiu Chuji, and many disciples were still curiously looking at this famous but very "young" Uncle Qiu.

If it had not been confirmed repeatedly, these disciples would have thought that the person sitting next to the head master, Master Ma Yu, was a fellow disciple.

"When did Senior Brother Qiu adopt such a beautiful girl?" Sun Buer asked.

She had begun to doubt Li Mochou's identity.

Qiu Chuji looked at Li Mochou and knew her background, so he said, "You are indeed my registered disciple in my early years. I taught you a few skills. I didn't expect you to come too?"

"As I remember, your name is... Mochou!"

"Li Mochou!"

Li Mochou looked up in surprise at Qiu Chuji who was sitting in the chair in the middle. She didn't know why this young Taoist Qiu wanted to hide his identity for her.

"Yes! My name is Li Mochou!" Li Mochou quickly lowered her head and said.

In fact, she was not very afraid at first. Her master had said that although the Quanzhen Sect sounded famous, it was actually full of trash, not even one-tenth of Wang Chongyang's abilities.

But when he saw the look in this 'cheap master's' eyes, he felt inexplicably guilty and afraid.

"Since he is your master, why don't you come forward and kowtow to him?" Sun Buer said sternly.

But she has such a rigid and strict personality, perhaps it is due to the disharmony in her married life over the years?
Li Mochou was in a dilemma. She couldn't kowtow, but if she just stood there, she would be doomed.

"No need!"

"The little girl has a delicate face, just let her stand aside and listen." Qiu Chuji waved his hand and said.

He knew Li Mochou's identity, and because of Lin Chaoying, he had a good impression of the Ancient Tomb Sect. Although he had changed time and space, he was unwilling to embarrass the disciples of the Ancient Tomb Sect.

(End of this chapter)