Volume 1: A stone strikes a thousand waves, the world surrounds Li Daosheng Chapter 33: As an elder, you still need some dignity
"So, Brother Mu Yi is not going to give way." Xiao Muchu said while standing on the street, fanning himself.
Tie Muyi stood among the iron swords and did not answer.
A drop of blood fell from Mu Wu's broken sword.
"Then don't blame us two seniors for bullying the weak with our numbers." Xiao Muchu's expression became sharper and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Tie Muyi pulled out an iron sword from his side and held it horizontally to block the way behind him.
The light from the iron sword was clear and his voice was also very cold.
"Thank you for your advice."
"Uncle-master, what should we do later?" A young Taoist priest from the Qingcheng Sect came up to Taoist Qingzheng and asked in a low voice.
Taoist Qingzheng looked , lowered his head, winked at the little Taoist priest, and spoke in a low voice.
"When the time comes, we can take advantage of the situation and slip away."
"I see... I understand." The young Taoist looked at his uncle's sneaky appearance and didn't know what to say, so he could only nod in agreement.
But before they could finish their words, an iron sword flew over, and with a loud bang, it stabbed in front of them.
“No one can leave.”
Tie Muyi held the iron sword in his hand, his voice was calm but he left no room for maneuver.
With his sword in front, no one can pass.
"Hehe." Xiao Muchu smiled, put away the fan, and said to Tie Muyi.
"I like your personality, what a pity."
This world is not determined by people's preferences.
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot.
A breeze blew the strands of hair on Tie Muyi's forehead. The next moment, Xiao Muchu appeared in front of him, raised his hand and pointed at his chest.
At the same time, Mu Wu's sword also moved, like a flash of light, traveling a thousand miles in an instant, heading straight for Tie Muyi's throat.
In front of the iron sword, the people from Qingcheng Sect waited for a while, and then put away the sword under the helpless order of Taoist Qingzheng, apparently preparing to leave.
The people from Emei Sect just stood there stupidly, not knowing what to do.
But no matter what they did, they could not interfere in the fight between the three people.
In just a breath, the sound of wind and the gleam of swords in the street had confused the ears and eyes, disturbing the tranquility of the moonlight.
…
In a forest outside Suzhou City, Li Si placed Bai Yaoer in a cave.
I gathered some firewood, lit a bonfire, picked some herbs, and sat in a corner grinding them, but I had no idea what I was doing.
Bai Yaoer still seemed a little worried. She looked at Li Si and asked, "Is that person really okay?"
"No." Li Si shrugged his shoulders, as if he didn't take the matter to heart.
Although there were two famous masters on the opposite side, they couldn't stop Tie Muyi if he wanted to leave.
Moreover, for some reason, Li Si felt that the two people did not have any particularly obvious hostility towards him, so they would not be cruel to Tie Muyi.
As for the people from the Emei and Qingcheng sects, they pose no threat as long as their leaders don't come.
That bad-tempered old nun and that stubborn old Taoist who talked about tranquility and inaction all day were indeed troublesome, but it was useless if they didn't come.
"Then how did he find us?" Bai Yaoer asked again.
Compared to Li Si, she cares more about Tie Muyi, probably because this person helped her.
But although he helped her and saved her life, she didn't seem to care about Li Si so much.
Maybe it's because she gets angry easily when she looks at Li Si.
"promise."
While selecting herbs, Li Si held up a sachet and said to Bai Yaoer.
"With this, he can find us."
This is what Tie Muyi threw to him when they separated before.
Tie Muyi has a very sensitive nose and can distinguish very subtle smells in the air. In addition, this sachet is specially made, so the fragrance in it lingers for a long time and even wind and rain cannot blow it away immediately.
So relying on this, Tie Muyi was able to find the two people.
This can be considered as a solution that Tie Muyi found for his own problem of not knowing the way.
He also said that Li Si also had a smell on his body, which was very faint but pleasant.
Of course, he said this when he was a child.
The older he gets, the more taciturn he becomes, and he is nowhere near as cute as he was when he was a child.
"Just rely on this?" Bai Yaoer looked at the sachet in Li Si's hand, still seeming a little unconvinced.
But at this time, footsteps were heard outside the cave.
Although it is not heavy, it is not difficult to hear clearly.
Sure enough, not long after, a young man carrying seven swords walked in.
He looked a little disheveled, but it was nothing serious.
In the firelight of the cave, he looked at Li Si first, and after making sure that Li Si was not seriously injured, he nodded and said.
"Brother Si."
Li Si looked behind him and asked, "Where are those two people?"
"Gone." Tie Muyi answered calmly, as if he was just talking about something very ordinary.
"Why?" Li Si asked again.
"The man with the fan said, since I can't catch up with you, there's no need to bother with me any more."
"Well, do you know those two people?"
"I know them. One is from Fengyu Tower, and the other is from Xueyi Tower."
"Sure enough." Li Si raised his eyebrows.
Xiao Muchui in the Fengyu Tower, Mu Wu in the Xueyi Tower.
He had seen these two people in West Lake some time ago. This time, two famous masters came after him, and the first people he thought of were them.
I don’t know why they came to capture him. Are Xueyi Tower and Fengyu Tower short of money?
He did not ask Tie Muyi if there was anyone following him, because he knew that Tie Muyi would have taken care of these matters before coming.
Li Si casually threw the ground medicine in his hand to Tie Muyi and said.
"Please put the medicine on. The wound on your face looks ugly."
Tie Muyi lowered his head to take the medicine, and a slight smile seemed to appear on his cold face.
"Thank you, Brother Si."
Li Si sighed at him, glanced at the campfire and said.
"Sit down, and tell me why you came to see me?"
"Yeah." Tie Muyi nodded and sat down.
…
At night, a few small fish were roasted on the campfire. They were caught by Tiemuyi in a nearby river. He liked eating fish, so Li Si and Bai Yaoer didn't mind.
By the fire, Tie Muyi took out two books from his arms, handed them to Li Si and said.
"This is the book you gave me last time. I've finished reading it."
Looking at the names of the books in the light of the fire, you will find that one of the two books is called Su Nu Sword Technique and the other is called Xuan Qing Sword Technique.
Aren’t these the two books that the Emei and Qingcheng sects lost?
Li Si nodded and took the book, planning to return it the next time he passed by.
"So, you came to me this time just to return the book?"
"No." Tie Muyi shook his head, holding the sword on his back and said, "I'm here to help you."
Li Si glanced at the sword behind him and smiled bitterly.
"I'm not at the point where I need your help yet. Go back after tonight. You represent the Iron Sword Sect now. Going against the Emei and Qingcheng sects won't benefit the Iron Sword Sect."
"The Tiejian Sect doesn't see any benefits." Tie Muyi's eyes were fixed on Li Si, as if he was not prepared to give in on this matter.
"Then go back." Li Si glanced at Tie Muyi helplessly.
"Or do you think your light functions can catch up with me?"
Hearing this, Tie Muyi lowered his eyes. This was the only thing he couldn't hold on to.
His light Kung Fu was very poor, and it had been like this since he was a child. Even with Li Si's guidance, he had made no progress.
But it's not his fault. Anyone would be unable to walk carrying those seven extremely heavy iron swords.
If Li Si was determined to get rid of him, he would not be able to catch up, even with Bai Yaoer.
"I won't cause you any trouble." Tie Muyi seemed to want to fight for it.
"Go back." Li Si put the two books in his arms and said without any room for negotiation.
“…”
After a long silence, Tie Muyi sat there silently with no other choice but to respond quietly in the end.
"I see."
He listened to Li Si very much, which was a habit he developed since childhood.
