They continued to practice. Li Muchan sat in the small pavilion, picked up a book and slowly read through it. Xiuxiu came over and served tea and fruit in a polite and attentive manner.

Li Muchan glanced at her and said nothing.

Xiuxiu pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Sir, won't you leave this time?"

Li Muchan said: "What do you want to say?"

Xiuxiu hurriedly smiled and said: "Hehe, if the young master leaves, take me with you!"

Li Muchan said: "Feeling lonely?"

"Yes." Xiu Xiu nodded hurriedly and said, "If everyone leaves at once, I would be very uncomfortable guarding this yard by myself."

Li Muchan guessed that Xiu Xiu had tasted the benefits of being crowded and lively.

In the past few days, the five girls stayed in the small courtyard, and Xiu Xiu got along very well with them. They were like a fish in water and enjoyed playing together.

Li Muchan pondered for a while, and Xiu Xiu hurriedly gave him a back rub, very attentively.

"Okay, I'll take you with me if I leave." Li Muchan nodded slowly: "Go to the Yin Sect!"

"Thank you so much, sir!" Xiuxiu suddenly smiled happily, stopped beating her back, jumped out, and went to talk to the five girls.

Li Muchan shook his head, smiled, lowered his head and continued reading.

He has been in this world for too short a time and does not understand it deeply enough. He reads books every chance he gets and learns about the world through books.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound in the sky, and then a white flower appeared. It was so brilliant that even if the sky was clear, it was still clearly visible, like a dark cloud hanging in the sky.

Li Muchan frowned and shook his head helplessly. Yi Xiaoru looked up, her face changed, and she floated to the pavilion: "Brother!"

Li Muchan waved his hand: "Hmm. Okay, I'll go over and take a look."

Yi Xiaoru said: "Brother, Uncle Wen and the others usually don't ask for help. It seems really dangerous!"

Li Muchan smiled: "I have to save him, I will go!"

He disappeared into the small pavilion in a flash, as if he melted into the void. Seeing such light skills, the other five girls sighed in admiration, Xiuxiu felt very proud.

Li Muchan suddenly appeared in a mansion. The Eye of the Void had already seen this magnificent mansion. At first glance, it looked like it was home to a wealthy family.

It was also an excellent cover for Wenhua and the others to live here.

At this time, there was a clanking sound of swords and swords in the yard. Zhao Yuanming was powerful and majestic, but Wenhua and the other ten still had the upper hand when fighting alone.

Li Muchan suddenly appeared, and Wen Huaru saw his savior and hurriedly said: "Come on, Xiao He, this guy is really possessed and cannot be defeated!"

Li Muchan pulled out the Snow Reflecting Sword and stabbed it with a fluttering movement. Zhao Yuanming turned around sharply and rushed to Li Muchan in an instant. The sword flashed and stabbed him. He wanted to finish him off first.

Li Muchan swung away and shrank into Wenhua and the others. Wenhua and others hurriedly waved their swords to resist, and Li Muchan immediately merged with them.

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"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." A crisp sound came into my ears. They were all swords. The sound they made was far more pleasant than the ordinary sound of gold and iron.

Li Muchan waved his sword while looking around. There were three people lying on the ground who did not know whether they were alive or dead. They were all old men in gray robes and the top masters of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect.

"Senior Wen, what's going on?" Li Muchan asked.

Wen Hua shook his head and sighed, and said helplessly: "I didn't expect this guy named Zhao to be so crazy. We all live together, and he still dares to come here!"

Li Muchan said: "His physical skills are very good and he is not afraid of crowds!"

"Yes, otherwise, we wouldn't have asked for help!" Wen Hua snorted bitterly.

Li Muchan said: "Do we still have anyone?"

Li Muchan saw that the people here were almost all the masters of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect. There were no top masters here, and their role was limited.

Wen Hua sighed: "The sect leader also sent some people over, hiding in the dark. This time we can only ask them to take action!"

Li Muchan frowned, Tang Tianyu actually sent people in the dark!

What he wants to do seems a bit sneaky, and the purpose is still there. If he doesn't do it himself, he may be abiding by an oath or other constraints, but if he sends a master in the dark, things will be different.

Does he also want to get the treasure of the Divine Sword Sect? Or is it this magic weapon?

This magic weapon has no inheritance and no instructions for controlling it. It is useless even if you get it. It is just a decoration. Zhao Yuanming will never pass on the instructions for controlling it.

Is there anyone else in the Divine Sword Sect who knows the formula for controlling the weapon? Is Tang Tianyu sure of getting the formula?

In an instant, thousands of thoughts were circulating in Li Muchan's mind. He kept moving, and the sword he thrust out often hit Zhao Yuanming and saved him, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Zhao Yuanming still had that weird smile on his face, and his eyes were cold and ruthless, as if he had no human emotions, staring straight at Li Muchan.

Anyone would feel uncomfortable being stared at by his fierce gaze, but Li Muchan looked calm and smiled at him.

Zhao Yuanming sneered twice, "Hey, hey," and his sword moves accelerated sharply, "ding, ding, ding, ding..." Another series of crisp sounds, mixed with two muffled grunts, and two more people were struck by the sword.

Zhao Yuanming's sword was too fast and a little weird, making it difficult for people to guard against it. Among the ten masters, there were those who were not proficient in swordsmanship and were struck by the sword.

Li Muchan turned to look at the two people, both of whom had blood gushing from their shoulders. He breathed a sigh of relief, it was nothing serious, but if this continued, Zhao Yuanming might really succeed.

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"Old Wen, here we come!" Suddenly there was a loud shout from the distance, and more than twenty masters came floating in, like flying catkins and extremely fast, they were close in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Yuanming sneered "hehe", turned around and walked out of the mansion, and then disappeared.

Seeing Zhao Mingyue disappearing, Wenhua and the others had no intention of pursuing him. However, more than twenty experts were unwilling to give up and wanted to pursue him, but Wenhua stopped him.

The old man at the head was an old man with white beard and eyebrows. His gray robe seemed a bit too loose on his body. He was thin and short, but his voice was like a bell.

"Old Wen, why did you let him run away!" He snorted reluctantly.

Wen Hua shook his head and said: "Old Yang, Zhao is possessed by a demon. It would be good if we could stop him. But if we want to keep him, we can't."

"Is the person named Zhao really possessed by a demon?" Lao Yang frowned.

"Well, you can't be wrong, otherwise how could he be so powerful?" Wen Hua snorted and turned to look at the three old men lying on the ground, as well as two injured old men.

"If Xiao He hadn't come here in time this time, we would have been in trouble!" Wen Hua shook his head.

Lao Yang turned his head and looked at Li Muchan, and said with a smile: "Xiao He, you have made a meritorious service!"

Li Muchan clasped his fists and smiled: "Senior Yang has given me the award. This place is close to my courtyard, so I am one step ahead. Zhao Yuanming is not something ordinary people can handle now. I am afraid that Sect Leader Tang will have to do it himself!"

He recognized this old Yang. He was Yang Qianfan, the elder of the Sword Sect. He had excellent swordsmanship, but he had never seen it in person. He rarely came out, so he only knew him.

"Sect Master Tang?" Yang Qianfan snorted and shook his head: "Sect Master Tang will not come over."

Li Muchan frowned: "Zhao Yuanming is so difficult to control. There is no other way except magic weapons. If Sect Master Tang doesn't come, he will kill more people!"

"All the sect disciples in the city have withdrawn," Yang Qianfan said.

Li Muchan shook his head and said: "Zhao Yuanming can find it! ... He is a local snake. Moreover, he is extremely smart now, far better than ordinary people!"

"Well, that's right." Wen Hua nodded and said, "Xiao He is right!...Old Yang, I think we should ask the sect leader to take action. Only magic weapons can restrain magic weapons!"

"Okay then." Yang Qianfan hummed: "I see Xuan!...The relationship between Tang Sect Leader and Zhao Yuanming is not ordinary!"

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows but didn't ask any more questions. This involved private matters, so it was better not to know.

Wenhua said: "Xiao He, Lao Yang, let's come in and chat!"

Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "I'll take my leave now, I have something to do over there."

"That's fine. Xiaoru is over there, right?" Wen Hua said.

Li Muchan nodded: "Yes, it's fine over there. Zhao Yuanming won't find it."

"Your yard is indeed strange." Wenhua said with a smile: "We can't find it either,...well, go ahead!"

Li Muchan clasped his fists, smiled, and walked away.

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"This son-in-law of Yin Zong is incredible!" Yang Qianfan looked at Li Muchan's back and shook his head with a smile, "Junior Sister Gao is still so awesome!"

"It's just good luck!" Wen Hua snorted: "Not everyone can meet such a character!"

Yang Qianfan asked: "What happened to his yard?"

Wen Hua shook his head. He frowned and said, "It's really evil. I know it's there but I can't find it!"

Yang Qianfan asked: "Is it the secret method obtained from Fuyun Mountain?"

Wen Hua shook his head: "He got it when he entered Fuyun Mountain. I don't know what the secret method is. There are many secrets in Xiao He, and they are unpredictable!"

"With such a level of cultivation at such an age, how can there be no secrets?" Yang Qianfan curled his lips: "It's better to invite Sect Leader Tang to come quickly!"

"Alas..." Wen Hua smiled bitterly and shook his head, sighing: "The sect master will not come over!"

"Then what should we do!" Yang Qianfan snorted: "How did it end up like this!"

Wen Hua sighed: "I just blame us for underestimating the Divine Sword Sect!"

"At this stage, we can't kill Zhao Yuanming!" Yang Qianfan snorted.

Wenhua said: "Let me ask the sect leader."

Li Muchan floated back to the small courtyard, and Yi Xiaoru hurriedly came forward to greet him. Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "No one was killed, Zhao Yuanming is gone."

"What can we do!" Yi Xiaoru frowned.
To be continued...