"Who is Mu Shiba?"

Lu Zhitang thought for a moment, shook his head and said: "To be able to put three piles of silver in my courtyard without letting me notice, I'm afraid his martial arts are very strong. Judging from what he said in the letter, he is a friend rather than an enemy. However, the origin of the money is unknown, so I'd better seal it first."

Let’s talk about it.”

After saying this, Lu Zhitang moved three piles of silver into his room overnight and covered it with sheets. The next day, he sent Taoist Jingci down the mountain to inquire whether any wealthy families or government officials in Junzhou, Xiangyang and other places had been robbed.

However, what I was thinking about was that if it came from an official or a kind family, I would never keep it.

After Lin Qingxuan visited Xiangyang, he found that Lu Wende and others organized a citywide fundraiser, but they took the money they donated seriously. However, the money donated by the poor was divided by them, and more than 21,000 taels of silver were used by more than a dozen families.

Divided into more than one thousand taels.

Lin Qingxuan secretly scolded the government and businessmen for harming the people, so he took the silver coins that Lu Wende and others had seized and sent them back to Wudang Mountain overnight.

Lin Qingxuan returned to Zixiao Palace the next morning, but Lu Zhitang did not say anything. After seven or eight days, the paint, glazed tiles, wood, etc. sent from Junzhou arrived, and the workers were in place.

Lin Qingxuan watched the workers at work every day. Within two days, Master Jingci returned to the mountain. That night, Lu Zhitang called Lin Qingxuan into his room and pointed at a pile of square bricks covered with sheets.

Wu Shi said: "Qingxuan, what do you think it is?"

Lin Qingxuan went over and opened up a large pile of silver, pretending to be surprised and asked: "Palace Master, is this... so much silver?"

Lu Zhitang then told what happened nine nights ago when an expert left money behind, and Lin Qingxuan was filled with admiration.

After a while, Lu Zhitang said: "I have never heard the name of Senior Mu Shiba, and I don't know whether he is a friend or an enemy. I was worried about a treacherous plot, so I asked Jingci to go down the mountain to investigate the situation. I learned that the people who lost the money were all wealthy people from Xiangyang.

He knew there must be a hidden secret and investigated for a few more days. It turned out that Lu Wende and others joined forces to ask the elders of Xiangyang City to donate money to rebuild the Zixiao Palace. Each of them donated several hundred taels, which attracted the common people to donate too, and the total amount was collected.

We got more than 30,000 taels of silver, but they only gave us 8,000 taels on the mountain, and the rest of the money was secretly divided among each family..."

Lin Qingxuan snorted coldly: "Corrupt officials are rampant, how can the Song Dynasty be immortal?"

Lu Zhitang let out a long sigh and said: "It seems that Master Mu Shiba is indeed a senior expert and has already found out the situation. Qingxuan, do you think we should accept the money or not?"

Lin Qingxuan thought for a while and said: "Since this senior left a letter, he has done a good deed in an upright and upright manner. Whether it is the behavior of a chivalrous person or the intention of giving us Quanzhen teachings, we should accept the money.

Anyway, it’s a matter of repairing the palace and the Taoist sect, and it’s not a personal expense, so what are you afraid of?”

Lu Zhitang smiled and said: "What you and Jingci said are pretty much the same, and I think so. Are our Quanzhen Sect still afraid of someone's conspiracy? But I still have to say something to the head teacher, there is a lot of silver, and we need to get the hand.

Teacher, I have written a letter. You will go back to Zhongnan Mountain in person to meet with the master and explain this matter to him. Do you think he will follow his instructions?"

Lin Qingxuan nodded, and then took the letter from Lu Zhitang.

Lu Zhitang took out another five taels of silver from his arms and said, "You should also take this package with you. You have been wandering outside for more than half a year, and you can still touch Wudang Mountain. This shows that you have experience in traveling alone in the world. This time, I will undertake the training of Zixiao."

Palace, you handled it well. No wonder the master said that you have awakened, and your muscles and bones have grown now. Although you cannot learn Xinfa Xuan Gong without a teacher, you have also learned a lot of our martial arts outside. As long as you use the sword

If you use the technique well, ordinary boxers are no match for you. All you need to do is buy a fast horse and run fast."

Lin Qingxuan agreed and went back to his room to rest. Without Lu Zhitang's instructions, he called Taoist Jingci over and asked him to take care of the matter of rebuilding the Zixiao Palace. Then he closed the door and practiced Xuan Gong all night.

The next day it was unknown. Lin Qingxuan did not take the Jiuzhen Sword, but took the iron pole and went down the mountain. After leaving the mountain trail of Wudang Mountain, he arrived at a village not far away. It was the morning market, and Lin Qingxuan found a cattle dealer.

, it was difficult to find horses in the countryside, so I had to spend half a tael of silver to buy a strong mule, and then rode away.

Although the speed of riding a mule is much faster than walking, it is far inferior to Lin Qingxuan's speed of traveling with Qinggong. However, it is worse than not being tired at all. Lin Qingxuan feels very comfortable sitting on the back of a mule to transfer internal energy and practice Xuangong.

Five days later, Lin Qingxuan was riding a mule through the mountains of the Qinling Mountains. Unconsciously, he raised his head and saw Zhongnan Mountain ahead.

After walking up the mountain for a while, the mule was panting from exhaustion and drooling from the corner of his mouth. Lin Qingxuan showed sympathy and mounted his horse down the mountain. He pulled the reins and walked up. Soon he arrived at Puguang Temple.

The monk of Puguang Temple already knew Lin Qingxuan, and after greeting him, he led him to the side room to rest and have tea. About half an hour later, Lin Qingxuan said goodbye to the monk, left the mule and iron pole in the temple, and walked quickly up the mountain from the side of the pine tree behind the temple alone.

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When going up the mountain, Lin Qingxuan no longer showed any martial arts, but only used external Kung Fu to climb the mountain. Because he practiced the Yijin Bone Strengthening Medal and the snake gallbladder to improve his physical strength, Lin Qingxuan was not slow at all, and it only took him a quarter of an hour to enter the Chongyang Palace.

Taoist Sun and Taoist Wuyang were coming out of the main hall with pots of sesame oil. Suddenly they saw Lin Qingxuan with happy expressions on their faces, especially Sun Desheng who put down the pot of oil and stepped forward to grab Lin Qingxuan and said with a smile: "Good brother, why are you back?

Already?"

Taoist Wuyang also smiled and said, "Junior Brother Qingxuan has been gone for more than half a year, right?"

Lin Qingxuan greeted the two of them respectfully, and then said with a smile: "Thank you two senior brothers for your concern. Are you okay?"

"It's all good, it's all good."

Lin Qingxuan smiled and talked to the two of them earnestly. Sun Daoren asked a lot about Lin Qingxuan's situation in Wudang. Lin Qingxuan was afraid that he would be worried and didn't say much. He only said that everything was fine where he lived and that the Zixiao Palace was being rebuilt.

Sun Desheng was naturally happy after hearing this, but Wuyang Taoist was quite envious. When he learned that Lin Qingxuan had been ordered by Lu Zhitang to deliver a message to the real master, Sun Desheng said hurriedly: "Quick, I will take you there, and I will wait for you later."

If you teach real people, you have to go down the mountain."

Lin Qingxuan nodded to Taoist Wuyang and followed Sun Desheng towards the back hall. As he walked, he asked: "Senior brother, what does the master have to do to come down the mountain?"

Sun Desheng said as he walked: "I heard that they were going to Jiangnan. They were talking about a gathering of seven. I heard that Daozhang Guo and Daozhang Zhao both said they wanted to go with them. It seems that our Quanzhen Sect is going to compete with someone from the evil sect in Jiangnan. I

What kind of person is Xindao who is so high in the sky that he actually had to go with seven real people?"

Lin Qingxuan thought, it is June now, and the Quanzhen Seven Sons may have to prepare in advance for the Battle of Yanyu Tower on August 15th.

After talking for a while, Lin Qingxuan and Sun Desheng walked to the back hall and signaled that the head master was there. Lin Qingxuan stepped forward and said loudly: "Disciple Lin Qingxuan, the deacon of the Zixiao Palace in Wudang Mountain, came to pay homage on the order of the palace master Lu Zhitang.

The real master!"
Chapter completed!