A Monk in Another World Chapter 56, A Monk in Another World

Song Shuhua understood immediately. Seeing how loudly he could shout and know that he was not seriously ill, she stamped her feet and rushed out, chasing after Zhu Ning.

Zhu Ning was hit by the force of the finger, flew straight out, and landed about a foot away. There was a "bang" sound, and the ground seemed to shake.

Li Muchan's finger strength was strange, containing a variety of powers. After one blow, several layers of power were still attached, but they were dissolved by Zhu Ning.

This was the first time that Li Muchan had seen the depth of his cultivation. When his fist hit him, it was like hitting a layer of armor, as if it couldn't penetrate deep at all.

Song Shuhua and the other three old men reacted, and when they caught up to him, he swung his sword and slashed, and a half-moon arc flashed and shot towards the four of them (high-quality text first published, all in %).

The palm power and fist power that the four of them had been saving were released, and they hit the arc.

"Tsk!" The half-moon arc light directly broke through the fist prints and palm shadows, and continued flying towards the four people, becoming a little dimmer.

But everyone was frightened and hurriedly moved to the left and right, and the half-moon arc passed by everyone and fell into the bamboo forest.

"Squeak..." As the arc light dissipated, three green bamboos with thick wrists slowly fell down and broke in the middle. When they fell halfway, they were supported by other green bamboos and did not completely fall to the ground.

The four of them took a breath of cold air. This half-moon arc was really powerful. It was still so powerful after breaking through the wind of everyone's fists and palms. If one of them was accidentally hit, the end would be no better than these three bamboos.

Li Muchan landed with a "bang" and spit out another stream of blood mist, spitting out the stagnation in his chest. He took a deep breath, flashed to Zhu Ning's side, and attacked again.

He was extremely fast, and before anyone could react, he had already attacked Zhu Ning. Although Zhu Ning had advanced cultivation, his body skills were inferior to Li Muchan's, and he was immediately entangled by Li Muchan.

Li Muchan's moves were exquisite and beyond this world. It was the first time for Song Shuhua and the four of them to see such a powerful palm technique. It was also the first time for Zhu Ning to learn about it. They only felt that their hands and feet were tied up and they were extremely depressed.

Under Li Muchan's violent attack, Zhu Ning had no room to use his sword skills. He could only deal with Li Muchan with fists and kicks, and fists and kicks were not what he was best at.

If it weren't for his profound cultivation and pure and mellow Gang Qi, he would have collapsed long ago after being hit so many times by Li Muchan. He is not feeling well now.

Although he has deep internal strength and thick Gang Qi, Li Muchan cannot break through it with one attack, but Li Muchan's palm skills are exquisite and unparalleled. One blow follows the other, hitting the same location every time.

This is like drilling a well, one after another, getting more and more powerful. A drop of water can still penetrate the stone, and Li Muchan's internal energy is pure and pure, not much worse than Zhu Ning.

Li Muchan's exquisite moves almost made up for the difference in skill, while Zhu Ning's exquisite swordsmanship was completely useless, and he was beaten without the ability to fight back.

He was annoyed and surprised at the same time. He didn't expect this boy from the An family to be so powerful. Could it be that this is the exquisite move that An Xiangnan acquired through the treasure left by the great master?!

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Thinking of this, his heart suddenly became hot (the first high-quality text, all in %). The An family would never have such exquisite moves. Otherwise, the An family would have become famous all over the world, surpassing the Baiyun Sect. Unlike the

Now it's just a second- or third-rate small sect.

It seems that the treasure left by the Grand Master has endless wonderful benefits. If he gets it, he might have a chance to become a Grand Master. Thinking of this, he is inexplicably excited.

Becoming a grand master is his dream. Over the years, he has been staying in the Baiyun Sect to practice hard. Whenever there is a brilliant skill, he will always try his best to get it, regardless of whether the means are good or evil. As long as he gets the skill, no matter how many people he offends

People don't hesitate.

All this is for one purpose - the Grand Master.

Becoming a Grand Master is his lifelong wish. In order to become a Grand Master, he is willing to give up anything and achieve it no matter what means he uses.

For this reason, he has been searching hard for more than 40 years, focusing entirely on it, ignoring the personal affairs of his children, and having no wife or children, just to prevent himself from being distracted.

He often feels desperate. As he gets older and time passes, he feels that when his body is no longer at its peak, there is less and less time left for himself, and his despair becomes deeper and deeper.

He thought that his life was wasted and that he could not achieve his goals. Unexpectedly, it was suddenly reported that the An family had a treasure left by the great master, and he was half-convinced.

At this time, when he saw Li Muchan beating him with exquisite moves that made him extremely depressed, he truly believed that there really was a treasure left behind by the great master!

He felt depressed and excited at the same time. What he had been pursuing all his life and pursuing so hard, when he became more and more desperate and helpless, he finally saw a light!

"Haha..." He looked up to the sky and laughed like crazy. Song Shuhua and the other four were startled. They looked carefully and saw that Li Muchan's violent attack did not stop and he still had the upper hand.

Li Muchan frowned, his mind was always open, Zhu Ning's thoughts clearly appeared in his mind, and he sighed secretly in his heart, filled with emotions.

It seems that becoming a Grand Master is far more difficult than he thought. Zhu Ning has been pursuing it all his life, but still can't get it. As for himself, he might end up like this.

Li Muchan was distracted and multi-purpose, sighing with emotion, his hands and feet were not idle, and he used exquisite moves one by one. His palms completely enveloped Zhu Ning, not allowing him to escape.

Just like weaving a net, he kept weaving the net, layer by layer, waiting for the last chance to close the net and capture Zhu Ning in one fell swoop.

This Zhu Ning is really difficult to deal with. He has deep cultivation and strong energy. If he is replaced by a shallow one, he will be defeated in a few times. Why should he be so scheming and have layers upon layers of strength?

Zhu Ning shouted: "An Xiangnan, as long as you show me the great master's legacy, not only will I not pursue your settlement, but I will introduce you to the Baiyun Sect (the first high-quality text, all in %)!"

Li Muchan laughed and shook his head: "The Baiyun Sect, I don't care about it."

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Zhu Ning waved his palms and said in a deep voice: "An Xiangnan, think about it carefully. After you enter the Baiyun Sect, I will accept you as a disciple. If I become a great master, I will also guide you. It is better than you to understand on your own.

Qiang,... to be honest, with your current level of cultivation, even if you have the treasure left by the Grand Master and can really comprehend the secrets of the Grand Master, you will never be able to become a Grand Master. It is useless if you don’t have enough savings!"

Li Muchan hummed: "Senior, your reputation is not very good. I can't trust you!"

Zhu Ning hummed: "I only have two disciples, and now they are both dead. If you enter my door, you will be the only disciple who wants to inherit my mantle. I have no children, and I can only rely on you as a disciple to support me until I die. Isn't that right?"

Will he be stingy in giving you advice?"

Li Muchan shook his head and chuckled: "Su Keli and Wei Chaoyang died in Feixue City. How can you not bear grudges? I still can't believe it!"

Zhu Ning said: "Those two losers died as soon as they died. No one can blame them. I can only blame myself for not being as skilled as others. I will never bear a grudge against you!"

Normally, Zhu Ning would never say these words, but at this time, he grasped a glimmer of hope in despair and inevitably lost his composure, looking eager and sincere.

Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "Senior, I wish you have such a cold heart. I can't be your disciple. My death will be in vain. I wish you, senior, should give up this heart!"

"Have you really thought about it——?!" Zhu Ning's face darkened and she stared at him.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior, I hope you can give up your heart!"

Zhu Ning sneered: "Hey, the only way is to kill you and then take the Grandmaster's treasure. I don't believe that the entire An family is as stubborn as you!"

Li Muchan shook his head and said: "Senior, please stop talking nonsense and watch your palms!"

He suddenly pulled back the palms that were hovering around Zhu Ning, wrapping him up like a cocoon.

Zhu Ning's movements suddenly stagnated and he was caught off guard.

"Bang bang bang bang..." A series of fist shadows flashed and landed on Zhu Ning's chest.

"Woo..." A roar like a tiger rushed out of Zhu Ning's throat, and shot straight into the sky in an instant, with the force of cracking mountains and rocks, and suppressing the movement of the clouds (high-quality text first published, all in %).

Li Muchan flew backwards violently, and a powerful force surged out of Zhu Ning's chest. He had no resistance and flew directly out.

"Death——!" Zhu Ning shouted. He ran for a few steps, the sword flashed, and the tip of the sword had already pierced Li Muchan's chest.

Li Muchan did not dodge or evade, and allowed the long sword to stab him. The tip of the sword directly pierced his right chest and came out behind him.

"Ah!" Song Shuhua screamed and rushed over, but it was already too late. Zhu Ning sneered and drew his sword, wanting to attack again, but was suddenly startled.

He saw Li Muchan suddenly reveal a strange smile, standing motionless on the spot, but the sword seemed to be embedded in the rock, unable to be pulled out. When he exerted more force, Li Muchan's white jade-like right palm came over.

His right palm had changed somehow, as if it were carved from white jade, without a trace of blood.

Zhu Ning wanted to reach out to block it, but he never thought that Li Muchan's seemingly slow palm turned out to be extremely fast. As soon as Zhu Ning raised his left palm, the white jade-like palm had already slapped his chest.

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"Bang!" Zhu Ning flew out and sprayed a bloody arrow in the air.

Li Muchan looked up to the sky and spit out a bloody arrow. Song Shuhua rushed over to support him and shouted urgently: "Li Wuji!"

Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you won't die!"

Song Shuhua said anxiously: "You...you..."

Li Muchan said: "Elixir."

Song Shuhua reacted immediately, hurriedly reached into her arms, took out a porcelain bottle, hurriedly opened the stopper, poured out a blood-red pill and stuffed it into Li Muchan's mouth.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "What kind of elixir is this?"

"Stop talking, this is the soul-returning pill. As long as you breathe, you will not die." Song Shuhua breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I got this from Lin Ziyan. It is the secret medicine of Baiyun Sect!"

Li Muchan glanced at Zhu Ning, who was motionless in the distance, and laughed, feeling that it was very interesting that he was injured by the Baiyun Sect's people, but was saved by the Baiyun Sect's medicine.

The blood red pill melts immediately after entering the mouth, and a stream of fragrance penetrates into the lungs. It circulates for a few times, and the spirit is lifted. The whole body feels light and fluttering, as if it wants to fly.

"Good medicine!" Li Muchan praised.

Song Shuhua stared at the long sword stuck in his chest. She wanted to draw the sword but didn't dare. Drawing the sword was the most important thing. If it was not done correctly, it would cause huge damage to the internal organs.

Li Muchan took a deep breath, walked to a stone by the road and sat down, then he clicked his fingers on his chest, raised his head and said with a smile: "Come on, draw your sword!"

Song Shuhua hesitated and said, "Should we pull it out now?"

Li Muchan nodded: "It doesn't matter, no vital points were hurt!"
To be continued...