Preaching Scripture

Li Muchan laughed loudly and said: "Okay, what I want is the words of the White House Master!"

Bai Xiaotian stared at it with dignity and solemnity, and said lightly: "I want to see what your Xinghu Xiaozhu can do!"

Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "The Lake Master just doesn't object, but he will never support it. It is Senior Brother Xia who has developed a mental method and wants to pass it on to Senior Sister Meng to help her!"

"Hmm -?" Bai Xiaotian frowned, shook his head and said: "Nonsense, the mental method can be created if you create it. Which mental method has not been passed down for hundreds of years, and a slight difference can be a thousand miles away. This is a reasonable truth.

The disciples of Xinghu Xiaozhu won’t understand, right?”

Li Muchan smiled: "Mental methods are all created by people. Senior Brother Xia is a genius. It takes a hundred years to create a mental method. How difficult is it? The Lord of the White House is overly worried!"

"As expected of a disciple of Xinghu Xiaozhu, what a strong tone!" Bai Xiaotian said lightly.

Li Muchan said: "Senior Brother Xia and I have already tried to practice it, and it has been tested by the Lake Master. There are no problems before I dare to pass it on to Senior Sister Meng. The White House Master does not need to worry!"

Bai Xiaotian laughed: "Okay, now that it has passed Master Lenghu's Dharma Eyes, there will be no mistakes. You can just mess around on your own, and I won't care!"

"Thank you, Master of the White House!" Li Muchan cupped his fists and saluted.

At this time, Meng Qiuxia slowly woke up, stood up, looked around, and then came to Bai Xiaotian: "Master!"

Bai Xiaotian's face suddenly darkened and he said coldly: "You are restless and angry. I think you are possessed by a devil!"

Meng Qiuxia lowered her head and said nothing. She was indeed too impatient, so she lost her temper and almost died. Master was so concerned and angry. Otherwise, according to Master's usual temper, he could handle everything calmly.

Lu Chaozong said: "Master, I don't think it's the senior sister's fault. No matter who it is, on this Wuyou Cliff, even a human has turned into a ghost!"

"Shut up!" Bai Xiaotian turned around and glanced lightly.

Lu Chaozong shrank his neck, but kept talking: "Senior Sister Meng has such a delicate body, how can she withstand this wind? Master is so cruel!"

Bai Xiaotian stared at him coldly without saying a word.

Lu Chaozong gritted his teeth and said: "I think it's almost enough. Master Lenghu has agreed, so there's no point in holding back."

Bai Xiaotian's face was gloomy, and he raised his hand to slap him. Lu Chaozong quickly retreated, moving like a rabbit, and hurriedly waved his hands: "Master, Master, if you have something to say, please speak it carefully. A gentleman should never use his hands!"

Bai Xiaotian said coldly: "If you don't shut up, don't go down there!"

Lu Chaozong's expression changed, he shut his mouth tightly, laughed twice, and said nothing.

He has deep inner strength, but he is exposed to the wind here every day. The wind here is like a knife, which can make people's bones crisp, but he can't stand it. Sitting here feels like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

Everyone would go crazy. Senior Sister Meng's perseverance is really admirable.

Bai Xiaotian glanced at Li Muchan and saw that he had a solemn expression, no smile, and a good-looking face. Being laughed at by him was really embarrassing to Hai Tiangong!

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Li Muchan clasped his fists and said, "Master of the White House, I want to stay here for a few days and pass on this set of mental techniques to Senior Sister Meng. Is it possible?"

Bai Xiaotian coughed lightly and said solemnly: "You can stay as long as you want. If you want to come over later, you don't need to notify me, just come up!"

Wuyou Cliff is a forbidden place because it is too dangerous, and the people who are forbidden here are all disciples who have committed serious crimes. Those who can survive are those with profound cultivation.

If ordinary disciples come here, they are like sheep or wolves, and their lives are in danger at every turn. Moreover, the strong wind here at night is cold and cold to the bones, which is extremely harmful to the body. Those with insufficient cultivation will be blown by this wind, and the cold air will penetrate into the bones and invade the body, and they will become seriously ill.

In the field, for those who practice martial arts, getting sick is a serious matter and can easily cause a loss of cultivation.

Therefore, it was a painstaking effort to establish it as a forbidden area and not allow the disciples to approach it.

Naturally, Bai Xiaotian would not be so kind to Li Muchan, a disciple of Xinghu Xiaozhu. He could come as he pleased and do as he pleased.

Bai Xiaotian was very angry with Xinghu Xiaozhu in his heart. It stemmed from an old incident in the past. He was humiliated by the disciples of Xinghu Xiaozhu, and he never had a chance to express his anger.

Li Muchan nodded: "Okay, thank you Lord White House."

Bai Xiaotian said lightly: "No need to thank you. I want to tell you in advance that the night wind here is harmful to your health. If you can't hold on, come down as soon as possible. Don't hurt yourself or cause the Lord Leng Lake to complain to me and think it's me."

plot."

Li Muchan smiled and nodded.

Bai Xiaotian glanced at Meng Qiuxia: "Qiuxia, you should be aware of yourself. If you can escape from Wuyou Cliff, I won't care about you two!"

"Thank you, Master." Meng Qiuxia lowered her head and said.

Bai Xiaotian sneered: "I don't dare to take it seriously! Now that you have climbed a high branch and flown to the branch to be a phoenix, with Xinghu Xiaozhu supporting you, I don't dare to do anything to you!"

"Master!" Meng Qiuxia raised her head and looked at him dissatisfied.

Bai Xiaotian sighed and waved his hands helplessly: "Okay, okay, I can't control your wings if they become stiff. I hope you have good vision and don't get deceived!"

He turned around and left. The Lu Chaozong people looked at Li Muchan and looked at Meng Qiuxia with concern. Although they couldn't say much, they expressed their feelings.

Meng Qiuxia nodded to a few people and showed a smile. Her pale face was haggard and soft. They felt sad in their hearts. They glanced at Li Muchan inexplicably and sighed in their hearts.

The most beautiful woman of Haitian Palace will eventually get married. I originally thought that no man in the world could be worthy of Senior Sister Meng, and no man could capture Senior Sister Meng's heart.

It's a pity that things in the world are fickle. A person like Senior Sister Meng, who is an immortal, finally found a man that she fell in love with, and she followed him at all costs.

They felt inexplicably sad, as if their most precious thing had been stolen.

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After they left, Li Muchan came to Meng Qiuxia and said with a smile: "Sister Meng, how do you feel now?"

Meng Qiuxia smiled slightly: "Much better."

Li Muchan reached out and grabbed her right wrist, put three fingers on it, closed his eyes slightly and observed silently, motionless, with a serious and solemn expression.

Meng Qiuxia looked at Li Muchan and admired in her heart. Her martial arts was not weak. Although she was not the first in Haitian Palace, she was still among the top. When Junior Brother Li first reached for his hand, she subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but she couldn't.

Unexpectedly, his skill was so sophisticated that he actually calculated the location where he was hiding, and waiting there was like falling into a trap.

At such an age and with such a level of cultivation, no wonder Wu Feng felt relieved that he would come to Hai Tiangong, but he was so bold as an expert.

She sighed softly: "Junior brother Li, master has an old grudge with Xinghu Xiaozhu. The grudge accumulated for so many years cannot be resolved for a moment... He is usually calm and calm, and rarely loses his temper like this."

Li Muchan closed his eyes and smiled: "I saved it, it's nothing."

He slowly opened his eyes, shook his head and sighed: "Senior Sister Meng, your injury is not serious. It needs to be adjusted well. Don't be too hasty to heal."

Some symptoms require delayed treatment and should not be treated too urgently because it goes against the body's growth laws. Although rapid treatment can be effective in a short time, it will sacrifice longevity.

An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of money cannot buy an inch of time. Unless it is a life-or-death situation that requires quick treatment, he will not make meritorious deeds at the expense of his lifespan.

Meng Qiuxia nodded lightly: "I listen to you."

Li Muchan nodded: "That's good. Let's use our internal strength to heal the wound and slowly warm it up... This longevity pill is the elixir of my Xinghu Xiaozhu. You can try it after taking it."

He took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket and poured out a black pill, the size of a longan. He pinched open the sealing wax and handed it to her.

This Changsheng Pill looks black and has no strange fragrance, no fragrance, and there is really nothing surprising about it. It makes people wonder if it was made from furnace ashes.

Meng Qiuxia didn't hesitate, took it directly and put it into her mouth. It melted in her mouth, and then a stream of heat was generated, which circulated in her body twice and finally penetrated into her heart.

Her heart felt warm and comfortable, and she felt refreshed. She seemed to be a little lighter, and the pain had almost disappeared. She couldn't help but be secretly happy. It was indeed worthy of the name of Changsheng Pill, and it had miraculous effects.

"Senior Sister Meng, let's sit down and warm up." Li Muchan said, sitting behind the stone. The strong wind passed by both sides of the stone, just not blowing in.

Meng Qiuxia sat in front of him, turned her back to him, crossed her legs and made a sutra, and began to exercise the power of the longevity pill to activate the medicine, so that the effect would be better.

Li Muchan stretched out his palm to put on her vest, and then sent out a burst of internal energy, gurgling like water.

Meng Qiuxia felt a warm breath slowly flowing in. After a while, her body was soaked, as if she was lying in a hot spring, her whole body was wrapped in the warm spring water, and she felt so comfortable that she wanted to sleep.

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Time passed unconsciously, and the sun slowly moved from the east to the west, and finally set at the foot of the Western Mountain. Darkness surged up, covering the earth, and the Wuyou Cliff was also shrouded in darkness.

As the sun sets, the temperature also drops, getting lower and lower, and the wind slowly increases, making a whining sound as it passes over the rocks, like countless people crying, and it is so scary, as if you are in a ghost land.

Li Muchan secretly sighed, in such an environment, those who are not courageous or lack of energy will soon become timid, their will will become weaker and weaker, and they will collapse over time.

Not to mention the cold wind, just say that this environment is a great torture, tantamount to torture, this Wuyou Cliff is truly a dangerous place.

Meng Qiuxia sat motionless, as if she were soaking in a hot spring, feeling unspeakably comfortable and completely unresponsive to the surrounding environment. She was used to it.

Li Muchan secretly admired that Senior Sister Meng should not be underestimated. She was a woman who could not be compared to other women. Senior Brother Xia was really admirable.

His curiosity aroused, he removed one palm and stretched it above his head, beyond the shielding range of the stone, wanting to appreciate the force of the cold wind.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he suddenly felt his palm numb, as if he had been stabbed by dozens of flying knives. Then a cold air came in, and his entire palm immediately lost consciousness.

He was shocked. Although he knew that the Gangfeng was powerful, he did not expect it to be so powerful. He hurriedly exercised his kung fu, and the gurgling internal energy immediately drove away the cold, and then he regained consciousness.

Pain, numbness and itching, various feelings mixed together, penetrated into his heart, feeling uncomfortable all over, and restless. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, he was really careless!

He multitasked, while using his kung fu to restore his palms, he also channeled his internal energy into Meng Qiuxia's body to help her warm up her injuries and recover.

After protecting his palms with internal force, although he could feel the coldness of the strong wind, it was as if there was a thin film blocking the cold air. It was like dipping his palms into a cool spring and no longer felt uncomfortable.

He thought that his internal energy was deep and pure, so his body protection function was so powerful. Although Senior Sister Meng's internal energy was deep, it was not as strong and she would not suffer without it.

After a while, he slowly retracted his palm and stepped up his efforts to recover Meng Qiuxia's injuries so that he could heal them as soon as possible so that he could teach her his inner skills.

The cold wind became more and more fierce. In the second half of the night, the stones trembled slightly, as if they were about to be blown away by the wind. Li Muchan was secretly shocked. With such wind force, he would have to use a thousand-jin drop to stand firm. Moreover, the cold air was even stronger. For ordinary people,
To be continued...