"Damn it, these bastards are so worthless!" Zhao Shengli slapped the table and angrily said, "I'm going to scold you!"

Xiong Sihai hurriedly stopped him: "Boss Zhao, it's useless! ... The people in Feiqiying camp are famous for being despicable, shameless, insidious and cunning. Even if they are scolded by their eighteenth generation ancestors, they won't be angry!"

Zhao Shengli slammed the table with anger and wanted to rush out.

Lao Ma was very strong and forced the door open. The soldiers outside yelled and cursed and banged on the door hard, making a banging sound, as if it would be broken at any time.

Lao Ma pressed his hands against the door, his face flushed, and he couldn't hold it any longer. He turned around and said, "Boss, what should I do?"

Xiong Sihai looked back, closed the window, and cursed bitterly: "Damn, these grandsons are so cunning, there are people down there, they can't escape!"

"Then let's fight!" Zhao Shengli snorted.

Xiong Sihai looked at Li Muchan: "Great monk, please make up your mind!"

He secretly had a desire to compete. Since he recognized his elder brother, he found that this Mingkong was not an ordinary person, and his methods were very powerful, not inferior to his own. The original feeling of injustice gradually faded away.

When Xiong Sihai said this, everyone looked at Li Muchan.

Li Muchan calmed down and slowly put down the big bowl and said: "Let's block it first and send people back to bring in reinforcements."

He spoke lightly and naturally, as if the matter in front of him was insignificant.

Under his influence, everyone stopped being flustered and impetuous, calmed down, slowly sat back at the table, and allowed the door to be banged.

Feng Dakun stepped forward and helped Lao Ma hold the door. The two of them were of similar stature, both tall and strong, and they could hold the door for a while without any problem.

Xiong Sihai shook his head: "Great monk, we can't move the reinforcements. We can't get out through the door, nor can we open the windows. There are people watching below!"

Xiong Sihai thought to himself that if there was no one down there, he could climb into the nearby house through the window and sneak out quietly. But the guys in the Feiqi Camp were cunning. Forty or fifty people were standing on the street, staring up at this place.

Li Muchan said warmly: "Wait a moment and protect the Dharma for me."

After saying that, he sat cross-legged on the bed next to him, made seals with his hands, closed his eyes and rested.

Everyone was stunned. There is no meditation in martial arts in the military. They are all exercises while moving. Meditation is useless. Folk martial arts only meditate and adjust the breath. Is it possible that he has some secret skills?

Everyone was curious and stared at him. Cai Yuzhang stepped forward to help hold the door open. The three of them worked together to block it.

The knocks on the door became louder and louder, and then there was a loud shout: "You guys from the Xiaoqi Camp, you are surrounded. Come out honestly and avoid being hurt. When we rush in, we won't attack you lightly!"

Everyone said nothing, only staring at Li Muchan. Li Muchan had a majestic appearance and a solemn expression. His clothes suddenly bulged like an inflated rubber ball, and the curtains on the couch shook like the wind.

Xiong Sihai and Zhao Shengli looked at each other. Xiong Sihai seemed to be asking, is the great monk a martial artist?

Zhao Shengli shook his head, as if he didn't know.

The two spoke with their eyes. They had the same temperament and similar ways of thinking about things. They didn't need to say too much, they could understand each other's thoughts with just one look.

Li Muchan looked back and looked inside, and used the San Gong Jue. The internal force in the army could not move it, but the relics contained huge internal power. As soon as the San Gong Jue was used, the internal power surged out, like opening a box to release floods.

Rumbling, the internal energy surges along the meridians, circulating for a week in the blink of an eye, returning to the Dantian, forming a lake of internal energy.

The weak internal force in the army was washed away by this solid and mighty internal force and dispersed out of the body.

Li Muchan felt that the internal energy condensed by the Canghai Divine Art was like real lake water, but the internal energy refined in the army was like thick oil, and the two did not mix.

Moreover, the two cannot coexist, they are both overbearing, you and not me.

He took a long breath and slowly opened his eyes. The golden light flashed away, startling everyone, but he was glad that there was no surprise.

"Mingkong, what are you...?" Zhao Shengli couldn't help but be curious.

Li Muchan said: "This is the secret method passed down by my family."

Zhao Shengli nodded and asked no more questions. Naturally, he couldn't say more about the family's secret method.

Li Muchan came to the east wall, listened attentively, turned his head solemnly and said, "Li Zi, go and bring in the reinforcements!"

Li Baolu shook his head hurriedly: "I won't go, I want to go with everyone!"

Li Muchan stepped forward, stretched out his hand to ruffle Li Baolu's hair, and said, "It's a pity that I don't have any clothes to change."

Li Baolu dodged left and right, but he couldn't escape Li Muchan's poisonous hand.

In the blink of an eye, Li Baolu's unkempt hair was straightened out. Li Muchan grabbed the pig's trotters on the plate with his left hand, dipped the oil in it and applied it to his hair. His hair became shiny and radiant.

Zhao Shengli and Xiong Sihai laughed loudly, and Xiong Sihai said: "Xiaohe, you go too, you run fast!"

Xiaohe nodded and said, "How should I do it?"

He has always been with Xiong Sihai, and it is inevitable that he will be recognized. Li Muchan smiled: "You better forget it, Xiong Sihai, do you have a token?"

"Okay, Xiaohe, don't go!" Xiong Sihai took out a jade pendant from his arms and handed it to Li Baolu.

Li Baolu reluctantly took it and said solemnly: "Then how do I leave?"

Li Muchan smiled and flicked his sleeves, and the plates immediately flew up and fell to the ground next to him. The table surface was as clean as if it had been wiped.

The table flew up, and Li Muchan moved his palms like flying, chipping away at it. In the blink of an eye, the purple wooden table turned into a pile of fragments, piled in front of everyone.

Li Muchan pulled a few sticks out, and threw them to several people respectively. One stick was just right for each person, four table legs, and four cross beams. The table legs were the longest, about one meter, and the cross beam was slightly shorter, about as long as an arm.

Li Muchan had two sticks in his hand, and Li Baolu was empty-handed, which made him unhappy.

After pulling out the table legs, the rest were small wooden cubes, all square, neat and regular. Everyone was stunned to see his hand was so miraculous.

Li Muchan came to the couch, sat cross-legged facing the wall, slowly pressed his palms against the wall, then remained motionless and slowly closed his eyes.

Soon, his clothes began to bulge little by little, as if they were inflated.

Everyone now understands that he is using the secret martial arts skills of the people.

His face slowly turned pale, and eventually turned as white as white, as if carved from white jade. Everyone stared at him, breathless, and the banging on the door outside was particularly loud.

After a while, Li Muchan breathed a sigh of relief, retracted his palms, slowly opened his eyes, turned around and said, "I hope you will keep the matter of the secret method a secret!"

Xiong Sihai patted his chest: "Don't worry, great monk, we will naturally be late!"

Li Muchan glanced at the people in the room, and they all nodded. Zhao Shengli smiled and said, "Monk, you are indeed an expert. He hides his secrets!"

Li Muchan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's a long story. Let's talk about it later...Li Zi, are you ready?"

"Yeah." Li Baolu nodded reluctantly.

Li Muchan drew a circle on the wall with his index finger, one meter in diameter, as silently as a breath, then he raised his left palm and raised a round cover, like a manhole cover in later generations.

A large hole appeared in the wall, perfectly round.

Li Muchan tapped his right hand lightly, and whistled four times: "Chichichichichi".

He put down the round cover, then got in, and waved Li Baolu over. Li Baolu stepped on the couch, stooped over, and entered another room. He saw four people lying on the table, as if they were fast asleep.

Li Baolu was startled, thinking that Li Muchan had killed them. These four guys were also soldiers. Although he was stupid, he figured out that they were from the Flying Cavalry Camp.

Li Muchan pointed to his lips, and Li Baolu quickly closed his mouth.

Li Muchan smiled, turned around and got on the couch, followed the law, drilled another hole, and waved to Li Baolu to get through quickly.

Li Baolu checked the breathing of the four people. They were breathing naturally, as if they were sleeping. He no longer thought about it, and came to the cave in a few steps. He walked across the round hole with a low body. There was an empty house over there, no one there.

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Li Muchan waved, and Li Baolu came over.

Li Muchan whispered: "Li Zi, don't leave in a hurry. When the fighting starts over there, you can go out calmly, like a spectator. Don't be anxious, don't panic!"

Li Baolu nodded: "Be careful and wait for me to come back!"

Li Muchan smiled and nodded, covering the lid and lowering the curtains on the couch. Then he turned back, also covered the lid and lowered the curtains on the couch.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, their eyes were surprised, and they were extremely curious about what was behind him.

However, they were really relieved. With such superb martial arts, how could they suffer a loss? Li Muchan smiled and said, "I want to hide it, so I can only use military martial arts."

Everyone nodded, Zhao Shengli said: "Okay, what should we do?"

Li Muchan pointed at a pile of wooden blocks and said with a smile: "Everyone, pretend to be some so that you can use them as concealed weapons to hit people later."

Everyone got excited and thought it was fun, so they filled their pockets. Xiong Sihai and Zhao Shengli also helped Feng Dakun and the others fill their pockets.

Li Muchan smiled: "If you are ready, let's start the battle... I am in the middle, Zhao Tou and Xiong Sihai are on both sides, Da Kun and Lao Ma are on the flanks, and Xiao Cai and Xiao He are behind!"

He was the most junior, but everyone had no objections and obeyed sternly. Strength was respected in the army. After seeing his superb martial arts, they obeyed heartily.

"Okay, open the door!" Li Muchan said.

Feng Dakun and his old horse Cai Yuzhang shouted at the same time, retreated suddenly, ran behind Li Muchan, and stood firm facing each other. At this time, the table was gone, and the room was empty and spacious, suitable for a battlefield.

"Boom..." With a sound, the door was knocked open and four or five people rushed in. Li Muchan took a step forward and waved his long stick.

The four people only felt a stick appear in front of them, and then it flew up, flew out from above everyone's heads, and landed outside the room. Then some people were picked up one after another.

Li Muchan's long stick was used as a long spear. He used only clever force and shot out the stick extremely quickly. Before those people could make a sound, they had already flown out.

"No, they have weapons!" someone shouted loudly.

"Grandma, they are so brave. They dare to use weapons. Let's beat them with chairs!"

Li Muchan was like a galloping horse and shouted: "Follow me!"

He rushed out with long strides, and those who stood in front of him were kicked away. In a blink of an eye, he was out of the house and came to the hall, where he was immediately surrounded by fifty-six people.

The hall was quite spacious, so Li Muchan walked forward regardless of it, as if he was about to break out, which immediately provoked a strong counterattack.
To be continued...