All Heavens: Yin Zhiping, a Demon with a Daoist Heart!

Li Mochou took the book, cleared her throat, and read aloud: "Xu Jingqing simply embraced Liu Ruyan's slender waist and softly asked, 'If I go to seek revenge, will you accompany me?' Liu Ruyan's heart was already trembling with excitement, and she replied, 'I am already your woman, and I will be with you through life and death, to the ends of the earth, never to be separated...'"

"stop!"

Mei Chaofeng suddenly raised her hand, completely bewildered, and asked, "What is this?"

Li Mochou exclaimed with delight, "Senior! This is the original manuscript of a novel! It's quite interesting!"

"What?"

Mei Chaofeng was in a state of utter confusion.

novel?

It's not the Nine Yin Manual?

That thieving Taoist priest, what's the point of writing novels all this time!

Then Li Mochou said, "These pages are a bit messy, let me tidy them up."

She finished tidying the pages and read them aloud, word by word.

Soon after, he was completely absorbed in the story and couldn't pull himself out.

Mei Chaofeng was initially surprised that she had taken the wrong thing, her heart trembled, and she pondered the future.

Then I heard the story in the novel, and I found it so captivating that I ate some snacks and drank some tea while listening attentively.

Time flies, and it's already evening.

Then Li Mochou said, "Liu Ruyan leaped into the abyss, shouting, 'Jing Qing, I'll marry you again in my next life!' and disappeared without a trace."

"Ah!" Mei Chaofeng exclaimed, "What happens next?"

Li Mochou finally came to her senses and said, "That's all..."

boom!

Mei Chaofeng slammed her hand on the table in anger: "How could he write it like this! Liu Ruyan is such a good girl, her life was already tragic, and yet she ended up like this!"

Li Mochou frowned and sighed, "I wonder what the next volume will be like, senior. Do you have any remaining manuscripts?"

"this……"

Mei Chaofeng was stunned, wondering if Yin Zhiping had just finished writing a volume and it had been stolen by her.

She said, "No, that's all."

"there is none left?"

"Yes."

"what……"

Li Mochou is such a pity. Why did this story end at the most crucial point?

She was still engrossed in the thrilling storyline when it abruptly ended.

"Senior, who wrote this manuscript?"

"A glib-tongued little Taoist priest."

"A Taoist priest? That's very interesting. I wonder if I could meet him."

Mei Chaofeng sighed, got up, tidied up the manuscript, and put it in her bosom. She said, "You'd better not see him. Not all Taoists are good people. Some of them are very good at deceiving others."

Li Mochou asked, "Senior, have you ever been deceived?"

Mei Chaofeng frowned slightly, said nothing, and went downstairs on her own.

Li Mochou then asked, "Senior, may I follow you?"

Mei Chaofeng had already ridden away, shouting, "You should hurry back to the mountain. The world is dangerous; it's not a place you can roam now."

Li Mochou leaned on the railing and watched as Mei Chaofeng's dark figure grew smaller and smaller until it finally disappeared.

She said, "What's there to be afraid of? Isn't the way of a chivalrous hero to face difficulties head-on?"

Having lived in the ancient tomb for so long, she longed for the wonders of the human world. She secretly ran away, hoping only to uphold justice, do good deeds, and make her name known far and wide.

Of course... if one could meet a handsome and dashing young master and travel side by side with him, roaming the martial world together with two swords, that would be a wonderful thing!

There is a supreme sword technique in the ancient tomb called the Jade Maiden Pure Heart Sword Technique, which requires a man and a woman to use together.

Li Mochou was eagerly anticipating the sword technique, but her master said that she did not know what love was and would not teach it to her.

She thought that this trip down the mountain might allow her to find her soulmate, experience the taste of love, and understand what love truly is.

The young girl, filled with the longing for love between a man and a woman, and recalling the beautiful story in the book she had just read, pursed her lips, her eyes sparkling.

Li Mochou took her sword and went downstairs.

She came to Zhongdu because she heard it was a bustling and prosperous place, a gathering place for people from all over the country, where she could see many interesting things.

Seven days ago, she encountered a murdered farming family in the suburbs. Upon hearing that it was the Seven Heroes of Nanshan who had committed the evil deeds, she chased after them all the way there.

Unexpectedly, he was saved by this senior.

"Oh dear! I haven't even asked this senior's name yet!"

Li Mochou secretly regretted it.

As the sun sets and twilight descends, darkness envelops the land.

The streets of Zhongdu were still bustling, with peddlers calling out their wares and all the shops open, their dazzling array of goods overwhelming her.

Li Mochou bought a firework, held it in her hand, lit it, and saw it sparkle like stars, making her fair face even more charming.

"Haha!" she exclaimed excitedly.

Then I saw a windmill spinning on the street, so I bought one, held it in my hand, blew on it, and laughed even more happily.

After walking a few more steps, I saw bracelets, earrings and other jewelry. My eyes lit up and I bought a few to wear, which made me look even more beautiful.

Then I saw street performers, which I found fascinating. I ran up to watch and cheered for them.

Zhongdu is really fun!

Li Mochou wandered through the streets and alleys, stopping and starting, finding everything new and exciting, and lingered there, reluctant to leave.

I'm tired of playing.

She stopped at a noodle stall and said, "A bowl of vegetarian noodles."

"Alright, a bowl of vegetarian noodles, please have a seat, miss!"

Li Mochou glanced around and saw that there were only three tables at the noodle stall, all of which were full of people.

One of the photos shows only one person, a tall Taoist priest in a green robe, with his back to her, eating noodles.

She stepped forward and asked, "May I sit here?"

The Taoist priest laughed and said, "This table isn't mine either, why can't you sit here?"

Li Mochou smiled, sat down opposite the Taoist priest, and looked up, her heart skipped a beat.

He was handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and bright, star-like phoenix eyes. He wore his hair in a topknot and had a clean and neat appearance.

What a handsome Taoist priest...

When Li Mochou met his eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and she felt a little dizzy. She immediately turned her gaze to the street, afraid that looking at him too long would offend him.

But then she caught a whiff of a delicate fragrance, and her heart began to race. A blush spread across her face, and her body trembled and went limp.

"What kind of incense is this Taoist priest using? It's making me feel uneasy."

It was a hot summer day, and Li Mochou had walked for a long time. She was sweating and felt sticky all over. She thought to herself that she should wash her clothes.

Upon closer inspection of the other person's attire, Li Mochou was greatly alarmed and immediately asked, "Are you a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect?"

The young Taoist priest raised his head and looked at Li Mochou carefully. He instantly calculated in his mind, thinking to himself, "Where did this little girl come from? She is so slender and graceful."

How strange! Lychee trees can actually bear durians.

This Taoist priest was none other than Yin Zhiping.

He left the desert and came south that night, actually arriving in Zhongdu around the same time as Mei Chaofeng, but only two hours apart.

However, Zhongdu was too large, and we never encountered it.

Yin Zhiping stopped here to rest, have a bowl of noodles, find a place to stay, rewrite the first volume of "The Legend of the Swordsmen," and sell it to a bookstore tomorrow before continuing his journey.

He smiled at Li Mochou and said, "Yes."

Li Mochou was slightly startled, thinking to herself that when her master led her up the mountain to the Ancient Tomb, the first thing he did was spit on the portrait of Wang Chongyang, the founder of the Quanzhen Sect.

When asked about the reason, the master only said that the patriarch hated Wang Chongyang to the extreme.

Therefore, although the ancient tomb and the Quanzhen Sect were both located in Zhongnan Mountain, they never interacted.

Unexpectedly, she would meet disciples of the Quanzhen Sect here.

Li Mochou thought to herself, "What a coincidence! But this person isn't Wang Chongyang, so there's no need to be rude to him."