Narrow Road

Zhong Bixuan smiled and shook his head: "Junior Brother Zhanran, you have such a strong tone!"

Li Muchan smiled, looked into Zhong Bixuan's bright big eyes, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Zhong, how about we compete?"

Although he didn't know how good Zhong Bixuan's Qing Gong was, Zhao Jinsheng was known as the best Qing Gong master, so he must be good at Qing Gong. From him, he could vaguely see the level of Qing Gong among his direct disciples.

Zhong Bixuan hummed and said: "Junior Brother Zhanran, you are not only bold, but also courageous!"

Li Muchan said with a smile: "Senior Sister Zhong, how dare you?"

He knew in his heart that if he wanted to speak and be listened to, he had to establish authority. If authority is not established, words cannot be established. This is a weakness of human nature that no one can overcome.

He was quite helpless. He really didn't want to be in the limelight like this, but the situation forced him to do it.

"It's a competition, whoever is afraid of whom!" Zhong Bixuan snorted, turned his bright eyes, and chuckled: "But there are rules for my competition!"

"What rules?" Li Muchan asked with a smile.

Zhong Bixuan hummed: "There must be a bet!"

"What bet?" Li Muchan smiled and looked at her casually.

Zhong Bixuan pursed her lips tightly and hummed: "Whoever loses will lie on the ground and learn how to bark like a puppy!"

"Line like a puppy..., okay, how many times will it bark?" Li Muchan asked with a smile.

Zhong Bixuan frowned slightly and stared at him closely.

After a moment, she hummed: "How many times do you want to scream?!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Then how about calling twelve times?"

"Okay, twelve times, twelve times, you will lose anyway!" Zhong Bixuan said with a smile, looking at him jokingly, as if he saw him imitating the barking of a dog.

Li Muchan also looked at her with a smile and saw her imitating the barking of a dog. It would indeed be a bit funny for such a delicate and beautiful girl to imitate the barking of a dog.

Mei Ruolan frowned and said calmly: "Zhanran, forget it!"

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Miss, this is Senior Sister Zhong's idea. How can I not follow it?"

Mei Ruolan smiled and said: "Senior Sister Zhong, why do you need to be like him?"

Zhong Bixuan snorted: "This little monk is too arrogant and arrogant. Does he think that breaking one level in a day is a big deal? Does he look down on all the senior sisters and brothers?!"

Li Muchan smiled bitterly and shook his head. It seemed that the trouble was caused by the limelight.

Zhong Bixuan turned around and said: "Brother Zhao, tell me, is Zhan Ran too arrogant?!"

Zhao Jinsheng shook his head hurriedly and said: "Junior sister Zhong, it's not that Zhanran is arrogant, it's that you are making trouble unreasonably. I am telling the truth!"

"Senior Brother Zhao!" Zhong Bixuan stamped his feet and said coquettishly: "You are so annoying! ... No, I have to compare with Zhan Ran to see what his dog barking sounds like!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Okay, let's compete, Senior Sister Zhong, please—!"

Zhao Jinsheng waved his hands hurriedly and said with a smile: "Junior sister Zhong, junior brother Zhanran, since we are competing, let's limit it to ten miles. Whoever arrives first will be the winner, how about that?"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Ten miles, okay, not far nor close."

"Humph, it's not even ten miles, it's a hundred miles!" Zhong Bixuan waved his little hand in a majestic manner.

Li Muchan laughed and shook his head.

Zhong Bixuan was startled, and then said angrily: "Why are you laughing!...Do you think I have taken advantage? Well, just ten miles away!"

Li Muchan smiled and waved his hand, saying: "Just follow Senior Sister, a hundred miles away!"

"Humph, you have little internal strength, you can always run a hundred miles, right?" Zhong Bixuan chuckled.

Zhao Jinsheng shook his head and said: "Junior sister Zhong, you are using your own shortcomings to attack others' strengths. This is extremely unwise. You should stay ten miles away!"

Zhong Bixuan's bright eyes widened: "Humph, nonsense, just a hundred miles!"

Mei Ruolan shook her head secretly, but Senior Brother Zhao understood that, unfortunately, Senior Sister Zhong was obsessed with it and could not get rid of the barking no matter what.

In terms of the length of his Qi pulse, Zhan Ran is the best, and few can match him. He may not be as strong as the top masters in terms of internal strength, but his Qi pulse is not inferior to them.

If it's ten miles, maybe Senior Sister Zhong can beat Zhan Ran with her Qinggong, but if it's a hundred miles, it's just a matter of internal strength, how can she beat Zhan Ran?

She shook her head, but Zhong Bixuan saw it and said coquettishly: "Junior sister Mei, you have to turn your elbows inward!"

Mei Ruolan smiled, glanced at Li Muchan, and said no more.

She was as smart as ice and snow, so she could naturally guess Li Muchan's thoughts. However, she couldn't bear to use Senior Sister Zhong to establish her authority, because Senior Sister Zhong had a temperament similar to Xiao Yuan's, lively, cheerful, and very lovable.

Li Muchan said: "Sister Zhong, let's get started?"

"Huh, why are you so anxious?" Zhong Bixuan said coquettishly, turning to Zhao Jinsheng: "Senior Brother Zhao, you have to run in front, otherwise, who knows who will win or lose, I'm afraid he will be a swindler!"

As she spoke, she glanced sideways at Li Muchan, showing disdain.

Li Muchan touched the mustache on his lips, shook his head and smiled. He didn't say much to explain, but just stretched out his hand to indicate that it was time to start.

"Okay, let's start now!" Zhong Bixuan hummed.

At this time, everyone had walked along the river for several miles. Unknowingly, they were moving very fast, and they were performing Qing Kung invisibly.

Zhao Jinsheng said: "Okay, let's run to Jiying Town!"

After that, he raised his hands: "Get ready-...run!"

Zhong Bixuan immediately flew out, like a graceful butterfly, looking elegant and graceful, but in the blink of an eye he had disappeared into the distance at an extremely fast speed.

Mei Ruolan frowned, secretly surprised, she didn't expect Zhong Bixuan to have such extraordinary light skills.

She turned to look, and the others also turned to look at Li Muchan.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, where is Jiying Town? Draw a map for me."

Everyone was dumbfounded and stared at him, then shook their heads and laughed.

Zhao Jinsheng laughed and said: "Look at me, I forgot that Junior Brother Zhanran doesn't know about Jiying Town. Blame me! Blame me!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly unsheathed his sword and drew a map on the beach with simple lines, including mountains, rivers and trees.

Then, he pointed them out one by one, showing Li Muchan where this was, what it looked like, where this was, what it looked like, everything was explained in great detail.

Xu Jingying shook her head at the side. This Senior Brother Zhao is good at everything. He has a good temperament, strong martial arts, and good looks. But he has such a long-winded problem that really gives people a headache.

She sighed: "Senior Brother Zhao, if you keep talking, Junior Brother Zhanran doesn't have to set off, just admit defeat. Junior Sister Zhong has already arrived."

"Haha, look at me, look at me!" Zhao Jinsheng suddenly remembered and hurriedly patted his forehead.

As soon as he started speaking, he couldn't help but think clearly, and he couldn't help but talk too much. He couldn't control it. By the time he came to his senses, he had already said a bunch of words.

He hurriedly explained the terrain clearly, and then said: "Let's go quickly, Junior Sister Zhong's Qinggong is outstanding, none of us can match it."

Li Muchan smiled and saluted the three of them. He suddenly flashed and appeared a few feet away. He flashed again and was more than twenty feet away. He flashed again and disappeared.

Xu Jingying frowned and looked at Mei Ruolan.

Mei Ruolan said: "He is so diligent in his Qing Gong!"

Xu Jingying frowned and said, "Is Junior Brother Zhanran's Qinggong already so good?"

Mei Ruolan nodded and said: "He is extremely talented in Qing Gong. Later, he had an adventure and learned several sets of Qing Gong and integrated them into one."

Xu Jingying nodded and said with a smile: "It seems that Junior Brother Zhanran is blessed with a lot of luck and unexpected encounters! ...His Qinggong Kung Fu is even more powerful than the Raging Wave Kung Fu of our Canghai Sword Sect!"

Mei Ruolan smiled and said: "He is courageous and resourceful. He encountered several dangers, but he was able to turn them into safety. Only then did he get the adventure, and he also paid for it with his life."

Xu Jingying thought thoughtfully: "No wonder the head master insists on him following him. With such light skills, even if he loses, he will definitely not be a drag."

Mei Ruolan smiled slightly and shook her head secretly. She underestimated Zhanran!

It’s no wonder that Zhan Ran wants to establish his authority. With his temper, he can’t bear the condescension of others. If he doesn’t establish his authority, it will be uncomfortable along the way. But Zhan Ran is a person who does whatever he wants, so he will never suffer this crime.

Zhao Jinsheng urged from the side: "Two junior sisters, let's go out?"

Xu Jingying glanced at him, shook her head and said with a smile: "Yes, senior brother, let's go!"

Zhong Bixuan was galloping all the way, and the things in front of him were passing by quickly, turning into a long shadow. His clothes were rustling, and the wind was blowing on his face, as if it was coming over him.

Her whole body became excited, every cell seemed to come alive, and she wanted to look up to the sky and scream. However, thinking that she was a daughter of a family, screaming like this would really damage the image, so she tried her best to hold back.

She ran faster and faster. The light skill of "Stepping on the Waves" is the ultimate light skill of the Canghai Sword School. When she performed it, it really felt like walking on the waves.

A picture emerged in her mind. Li Muchan was lying on the ground, barking like a puppy. When she thought of this, she wanted to laugh, and raised her lips proudly.

Suddenly, there was a flash in front of her eyes, as if a strong wind was coming. She turned around and saw Li Muchan's shadow appeared a few feet in front of her.

She was stunned for a moment, and Li Muchan disappeared, appeared more than twenty feet away, and then disappeared in a flash.

Zhong Bixuan wiped his bright eyes, stepped harder, increased his speed a little more, and within a few breaths, he arrived outside a small town.

Under the archway outside the town, there was a smiling man standing, his gray monk's robe fluttering. He stood quietly, clasped his hands together, and smiled at himself.

Zhong Bixuan's expression suddenly changed, his bright eyes widened, and he exclaimed in surprise: "It's really you!"

Li Muchan nodded with a smile: "Senior Sister Zhong, it's me!"

Zhong Bixuan seemed to be stunned, looking at him blankly. After a while, he sighed and hummed: "You are awesome, you win! Humph——!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior Sister Zhong, forget the bet."
To be continued...