Returning to the Mansion

As he descended, he admired and felt a little envious of these famous disciples.

They are blessed with the ability to learn advanced martial arts without any effort. As long as they are willing to work hard and practice hard, they can hope to reach the top and become one of the top martial arts masters, becoming an existence that is elusive for ordinary people.

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Although Mei Mansion is good, it is just a small temple. If you want to grow into a great Bodhisattva, you may not be able to do it if you stay in Mei Mansion.

In the Mei Mansion, no matter how hard you practice, your achievements are still limited, and you can't compare with those famous disciples. Thinking of being the best in the world is just a joke.

At this moment, he suddenly had the desire to leave Mei Mansion.

Looking back, it is impossible that Mei Mansion has created me. Without the indestructible vajra, without the Tianyuan Breathing and Inhalation Technique, I would have been gone long ago.

Leaving Mei Mansion easily would be ungrateful, and not to mention others, my eldest brother would not agree.

"Bang!" He took off his clothes and formed an umbrella shape, and his descent speed suddenly slowed down.

The clothes were worn by the bald bandit. They were made of silk material and were very fine. They were much stronger than his own gray cloth monk robes. His inner strength was spreading throughout his body, and the resistance was getting bigger and bigger.

He raised his head and glanced above, focusing his inner energy on his eyes. Crouching Tiger Mountain was clearly visible, and he felt like he was standing on the steps and sneered at him, with the red-brown monk's robes fluttering.

His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the space and be directed towards him. Li Muchan's heart tightened and he sighed secretly.

He is very afraid of Monk Xinjue, who is ruthless and unpredictable. He was able to escape easily this time, but it may not be so easy next time.

About ten feet away from the treetops, he lifted up the cloud dragon and folded it several times. When it fell, it turned into a horizontal movement. Although it could not be completely eliminated, it was much less.

With a "bang", the big tree trembled, and the pine needles fell. He landed firmly on the branch of the tree, then slipped and fluttered to the ground.

Stepping on the thick soft pine needles, he looked around, and then used Qinggong to fly quickly.

This person feels that his Qing Gong is extremely high and is much better than his own. If he really wants to catch up, it will be difficult for him to escape.

As he galloped, he healed his injuries. The purple pill rotated and divided into two streams. One stream transported the legs, and the scene in front of him flew by in a flash. The other stream wound around the organs to repair internal injuries.

The powerful demon-subduing fist is really superb!

He praised again, he was born with supernatural power, coupled with his deep internal strength, if he practiced this boxing technique, it would be so powerful that it was unimaginable, and he could use it to control the martial arts!

While he was looking forward to it, he shook his head and smiled bitterly. The Landa Temple can stand today without leaking the martial arts. It is obvious that there is a sophisticated method that outsiders can imagine. It is unimaginable!

He returned to Fairy Peak first and reached the small valley.

The scenery of the small valley is still the same, under the moonlight, it is quiet and peaceful, as if time has been turned back to the original scene, Madoka is waiting by his side, the corner of his mouth is slightly raised, and there is a smile.

He came to the edge of the pool, bent down and washed his face with water, and took another sip. It was sweet and cold, cooling his heart.

He took a long breath, sat down on the wooden couch by the pool, sat cross-legged, made a mudra with his hands, closed his eyes slightly, and began to meditate to heal his injuries.

After a while, he entered the God-Observing God's Illumination Sutra, and his mind penetrated into the two heart beads. A body gradually appeared on the lotus, which looked like him. The two heart beads penetrated into it and turned into vertical eyes between the eyebrows.

After forming a mudra, the moonlight was like a pillar, pouring down, repairing his body continuously, and his whole body felt like bathing in a hot spring, feeling indescribably comfortable.

I don't know how long it took, but he woke up and looked up. The sun was shining with thousands of golden lights, and the entire west side of the small valley was completely golden, magnificent and brilliant.

He raised his head and looked around a few times. After a few days, his stomach growled.

After getting off the bed, he reached out and fished out three fat fishes, quickly lit a fire and roasted them quickly. After eating, his stomach swelled up and he was very full.

Turning around to take a few glances, he sighed. Such a wonderful place can only be visited once in a while, but cannot be stayed permanently. When you are young, you cannot covet comfort!

He flew out of the valley and carefully disguised himself so that no one else could detect him.

After getting off Fairy Peak and heading south, he chased all the way. At noon, he finally saw the guards of Mei Mansion.

From a distance, we can see that the guards of the Mei Mansion are surrounding themselves in a circular formation, shrinking their defenses, and hundreds of people are surrounding them.

These people may use knives, swords, or guns, and their weapons are all different. They are also wearing different clothes. Some of them are shirtless. You can tell at a glance that they are a mob.

Li Muchan stood on a jujube tree, looking into the distance and frowning.

People should not be judged by their appearance. This gang of rabble-rousers has good martial arts skills and is not inferior to the bald gangsters. Three or two of them work together and work together in a tacit understanding. They are not afraid of death.

A big man with a yellow face stood outside the field, holding a long knife in his hand, and raised his voice: "Brothers, work harder and capture them. Wanliang of gold is ours!"

He has a tall frame, but is very thin, as if he has been ill for a long time, but standing there, he is full of momentum.

He then shouted: "With these ten thousand taels of gold, we can take a breather and enjoy ourselves this year. Work harder!"

"Boss Chang, don't worry, you can't escape these ten thousand taels of gold!" Another burly man shouted loudly and happily.

"Zhao Laosan, don't be lazy and show off your unique skills!" the yellow-faced man shouted.

"Okay -!" Zhao Laosan laughed loudly, his body suddenly shook, and his clothes immediately tore into pieces, revealing his rugged muscles.

His chest muscles were bulging and his back was broad, as if he was wearing a layer of armor.

"Bang!" A sword struck his chest, making a muffled sound, as if he had been defeated.

A white mark was left behind, which surprised the Mei Mansion guard who was guarding the sword. He did not expect that this person had practiced kung fu so deeply that he was invulnerable.

Zhao Laosan smiled, stretched out his big hands, and grabbed the guard's sword.

The Meifu guard drew his sword very quickly, and the tip of the sword hit his chest again, but it could not penetrate. Zhao Laosan stretched out his hands, grabbed the long sword and twisted it, and the sword became a twist.

The Mei Mansion guard's expression changed drastically, he threw his sword and retreated. A sword appeared behind him silently, as if he had bumped into it.

"Chi!" There was a slight whistle, purple light flashed, and the owner of the sword flew up.

"Chichichichichi!..." The whistle continued, and purple light flashed through, followed by men flying up one by one, and landing like rag bags.

"It's Zhanran!" shouted the guards of the Mei Mansion, all of them were in high spirits and their morale suddenly improved.

"Haha..., Zhanran, you're here!" Elder Zhang laughed.

He was fighting with a middle-aged man in gray clothes. The swords were going back and forth, making a clanging sound, and they were fighting hard.

Xiao Yuan stood next to Mei Ruolan, with her little hand on her eyebrow, looking around, and humming in a loud voice: "Zhanran, you are finally here, hurry up and take care of them!"

"Follow your orders!" Li Muchan floated down from the jujube tree and approached slowly. The Wugou bow in his hand emitted streaks of purple light. Amid the hiss, the men flew up one by one.

In a dozen steps, he shot out more than twenty rays of purple light, and more than twenty men fell to the ground groaning and screaming, unable to do anything again.

Li Muchan saw that no one among the guards was dead, so he showed mercy, otherwise, he would directly take their lives.

The big yellow-faced man shouted with a horizontal sword: "Stop! Who are you?"

Li Muchan kept walking, shooting as he walked, and said with a smile: "I am the guard of Mei Mansion, who are you!"

The yellow-faced man shouted: "Stop it?!... We are disciples of Liangjiazhai!"

Wu Guo's bow shot out streaks of purple light. Li Muchan shook his head and said, "I've never heard of Liangjiazhai, why are you causing trouble for us!"

When the yellow-faced man saw this, he roared angrily and rushed over, his sword shining like a drill.

Li Muchan swayed and avoided it, but the Wugou Bow was still in his hand.

The big yellow-faced man's swordsmanship was extremely fierce, and he took advantage of the situation and pounced again.

Li Muchan stepped forward again to avoid it, Wu Gu's bow kept moving, and in a moment, ten more people flew up, and the field began to turn upside down.

The yellow-faced man stopped suddenly, returned his sword to its sheath, waved his hand and said, "Okay! Okay! Let's admit defeat, brothers, stand back!"

The big men retreated, jumped out of the circle, and the fighting stopped.

Li Muchan smiled, and the yellow-faced man realized what was going on and floated in front of Mei Ruolan: "Miss, I'm late."

Mei Ruolan showed a smile: "Thank you for coming."

Mei Ruolan stood in the center with her hands behind her hands, looking calm and calm.

The two looked at each other and turned away, feeling a little embarrassed.

Xiao Yuan ran over, hugged his arm, and said with a giggle: "Zhanran, you are finally here! ... If you don't come, you won't be able to see us!"

Gong Qingyun looked at him deeply, and as soon as their eyes touched, they separated slightly.

Li Muchan smiled: "If Miss takes action, they will naturally be defeated. ...What's going on?"

Xiao Yuan snorted and said angrily: "The Li family has issued a reward order. If one of us is killed, we will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver. If we are captured alive, we will be rewarded with a reward of 10,000 taels."

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows: "How vicious!"

Xiao Yuan said: "This is already the second batch!... The previous batch was nothing, we got rid of it in twos and twos, but this batch is much more powerful!"

Li Muchan nodded, turned around and said, "Miss, are they going to kill or keep?"

Mei Ruolan pondered for a moment and sighed: "Let them go."

Li Muchan raised his voice and shouted: "Go away!"

The yellow-faced man gritted his teeth, his eyes spitting fire, and he clasped his fists and shouted loudly: "The green mountains will not change, and the green water will always flow. Today's kindness will be repaid another day!"

Li Muchan chuckled and shook his head, too lazy to pay attention.

Elder Ouyang and Elder Zhang came over to chat with Li Muchan. They all clapped and applauded after hearing what he said about leading the people from the Li family to Crouching Tiger Mountain.

Hearing what he said, he felt like he had a fight with the descendant of Landa Temple, and I was sweating.

Elder Zhang stroked his white beard and said with a smile: "Zhanran, you are really blessed and lucky. You can't mess with the monks of Landa Temple. They kill people without blinking an eye."

Li Muchan said strangely: "Landuo Temple is a holy place for Buddhism, and compassion is what..."
To be continued...