As soon as Hu Weinong stepped forward, Li Muchan immediately stepped back, then closed his eyes slightly, formed a seal with his hands, and instantly turned into a shadow, pointing "duh" at him.

Then there were several more actions, and the fingerprints pointed at Hu Weinong.[..com]

Hu Weinong suddenly became energized, and the situation that had been declining suddenly turned around, with one against three without any loss.

Just as Li Muchan was about to step forward, Lu Yuxuan rushed over. Seeing Hu Weinong showing off his power, he knew that it was Li Muchan who had used his secret technique again, so he stepped forward to attack him from a flank.

Li Muchan also stepped forward. Under the combined attack of the three, the three middle-aged masters looked at each other and shouted loudly. Like a thunderous explosion, the three of them turned into three streams of light and rushed out of the surrounding area.

Lu Yuxuan wanted to chase, but Li Muchan waved his hand: "Forget it."

Lu Yuxuan turned around and said unwillingly: "These people are so despicable!"

Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "I can't blame them. We should have thought of it a long time ago. We got carried away. Fortunately we didn't succeed. Doesn't it matter, Master?"

"Already asleep!" Lu Yuxuan snorted.

Li Muchan laughed and shook his head. Hu Weinong laughed and said, "The hall master really drank too much!"

"You are all trying your best to get him to drink, why don't you drink too much?" Lu Yuxuan said angrily.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "The hall master is still practicing his skills, but it's a pity that he can't hold on."

He saw that Lu Chengjiang was forced to drink while practicing martial arts, but later he became troubled and could not continue to practice martial arts, so he gradually became unable to withstand the effects of alcohol.

Lu Yuxuan said: "It will be uncomfortable for him to wake up tomorrow. Li Wuji, it seems that the Fan family has not given up. What are you going to do?"

Li Muchan smiled and said, "I'll go back to Baiye City!"

"Now we can only rely on the main hall." Hu Weinong sighed with emotion.

Although they were happy to destroy Xiyang Hall, it seems that it is not so good now. It is easy to destroy, but difficult to truly master it. The Fan family will never give up.

Li Muchan smiled: "There is always a way, Hall Master Hu, I will take the first step to wake up the Hall Master and activate the formation!"

"Okay, I will tell the hall master." Hu Weinong nodded.

Li Muchan nodded to the two of them, fluttered away from Taihua Hall, and returned to Baiye City overnight. He climbed over the wall into the city, and then entered Song Shuhua's courtyard.

Song Shuhua had already fallen asleep. As soon as he came in, she immediately noticed that he came out wearing a moon-white satin nightgown. His expression was lazy.

She lazily walked into the small pavilion and sat down opposite Li Muchan: "What's wrong, are you coming back so late?"

Li Muchan said: "Taihuatang has destroyed Xiyangtang."

Shuhua nodded casually. In her eyes, the dispute between Taihua Hall and Xiyang Hall was just a minor quarrel and was really not worth mentioning.

Li Muchan said: "Hall Master Lu decided to maintain the existence of Xiyang Hall and let me be the head of Xiyang Hall."

"Oh——?" Song Shuhua opened her bright eyes, frowned and thought for a moment: "Did you kill Fan Wuyuan? Or did you escape?"

Li Muchan said: "The masters of the Fan family rescued him."

"As long as Fan Wuyuan dies, Xiyang Hall will not be destroyed." Song Shuhua snorted and shook her head: "This hall master is not that easy to do. How can the Fan family let Qingyue City change its owner?"

Li Muchan smiled and said, "So I'm back."

"How many masters are needed?" Song Shuhua hummed.

She is as smart as ice and snow. After seeing many such battles, she can see through the essence at once. The Fan family and the Song family are equally powerful, and they will never let the Song family cut off their own tentacles.

Although Qingyue City is not a big city and does not have much oil and water, the survival of Xiyang Hall is not only about profit, but also related to the reputation of the Fan family.

If Xiyangtang cannot be saved, it will be a huge blow to the dignity of the Fan family and will make people with ambitions and hostility move around.

So no matter what, they will take Xiyang Hall back. The Fan family will do their best, and Li Muchan is like sitting on a volcano, which is really not a good thing.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Six are enough."

"I'm afraid it's not enough." Song Shuhua shook her head, it would be a fierce battle in the future.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "I have the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra."

"Well, I forgot about this. Without it this time, Taihuatang wouldn't be able to win, right?" Song Shuhua said.

Li Muchan nodded: "Buddhist secret techniques have incredible power!"

"I'll go with you," Song Shuhua said.

Li Muchan shook his head and sighed: "How can the head of the family agree?"

"I don't care about him!" Song Shuhua sneered and snorted: "He is very busy these days. The An family has dispersed, leaving a lot of things to fight for."

Li Muchan pondered for a moment and nodded slowly: "In that case, fine, you can go with me."

He was a little worried about Song Shuhua. The Fan family would jump over the wall this time and do anything. It would be safest for Song Shuhua to stay with him. It was too dangerous in Baiye City.

Song Shuhua pursed her lips and revealed a smile, as beautiful as a flower.

Li Muchan said: "Let's set off tomorrow to avoid the family leader reacting."

Shuhua nodded.

The two chatted for a while, neither wanting to go back. They wanted to stay a little longer. Time passed unknowingly, and it was dawn.

The two of them separated and after washing themselves, Song Shuhua summoned six elders with foreign surnames, all of whom were close confidants of her parents.

They have a transcendent status and do not have to obey the orders of the family. As long as they do not harm the interests of the Song family, they are allowed to be free. If they want to follow Song Shuhua, the family head has nothing to do.

Meng Fei and Zhao Bai wanted to follow, but Song Shuhua shouted back, saying that their martial arts skills were too low to be of much help, and that they would be a burden if they went there, so they should practice kung fu honestly.

Song Xiuxiu followed her, which was considered the most considerate thing to her. Although Song Xiuxiu was not a master, her body skills were agile and she could protect herself even if she couldn't be beaten.

Several people rode out of Baiye City and headed towards Qingyue City. They arrived at Qingyue City at noon and went directly to Xiyang Hall.

At this time, Xiyang Hall was deserted. There were only two stone beasts squatting on both sides of the gate. There were no gatekeepers, and it seemed that people were allowed to come in and out.

Li Muchan frowned, and the trees fell and the hozens scattered. This scene of decline really did not give people confidence. Some of the disciples defected to Taihua Hall, and some left. Only half of them remained, only about a hundred people.

These people are also mixed, there are not many who are good at martial arts, and they are not very capable, otherwise they would not be hanged on a tree. The powerful people have all gone their separate ways.

Li Muchan shouted: "I am the new head of Xiyang Hall, everyone comes to the martial arts training ground!"

His voice slowly spread to every corner, showing his superb skills. The six old men following Song Shuhua looked at each other and admired Li Muchan's cultivation. Especially for such a young man, he has a bright future. Maybe there is a glimmer of hope.

Grandmaster.

The structures of Xiyang Hall and Taihua Hall are different. The martial arts training ground is in a special courtyard, surrounded by weapon racks, stone tables and chairs, surrounding the central martial arts training ground.

Everyone came to the martial arts training ground in twos and threes and stood still. Li Muchan stood in the center like a javelin. Song Shuhua and others sat on the stone table on the sidelines and watched.

Li Muchan's face was gloomy, his eyes were sharp, and he stared at the arriving people one by one. They looked lazy, as if they didn't care about anything, and they looked like they were just dawdling about.

Li Muchan said nothing, and stared at everyone one by one with his eyes like lightning. He stared at them until the hairs on their bodies stood up. They did not dare to be presumptuous and stood still.

After about a quarter of an hour, no one came again. About a hundred people stood in front of Li Muchan, staring intently, and the whispers stopped.

Li Muchan still didn't speak, just stared at everyone one by one. They were caught by this gaze, as if all their thoughts were clearly seen, and they felt uncomfortable all over.

Song Shuhua looked on and frowned. How could these crooked melons and inferior jujubes have any strength? Once someone invaded, it would be difficult for them to resist, and they would not be able to accomplish anything. If they failed more than once, not only would they not be able to help at the critical moment, but they would cause trouble. It would be better to disperse.

Already.

Li Muchan used his psychic powers and looked at everyone. He sighed inwardly and shook his head. It seemed that Fan Wuyuan's methods were not bad and he was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Although these people did not have great ambitions, a few of them had the intention of revenge. I believe that Fan Wuyuan will definitely come back.

, by that time, if the inside and outside are harmonious, Xiyang Hall will surely be restored.

As for other people, they are also hostile to me, but they hide it very well. If they want to make a living, they will not sacrifice their lives for whoever gives them more money or work for whom.

Li Muchan shouted in a deep voice: "Listen clearly, starting now, you are no longer from Xiyang Hall, leave immediately."

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd immediately exploded. Everyone became anxious upon hearing this. They no longer cared about Li Muchan's intimidation and started shouting, feeling unconvinced.

Why should they leave immediately? They were born as Xiyangtang people and died as Xiyangtang ghosts. They had worked hard for Xiyangtang for so long, and yet they ended up like this. It was so chilling.

Who are you and why should I listen to you?

Taking advantage of the strength of their numbers, everyone was reasonable at first, but later they uttered evil words to vent their depression and anger, and surrounded Li Muchan.

Li Muchan watched indifferently, said nothing, and allowed them to shout and question.

Song Shuhua stood up in a hurry, furious, and was about to take action, but an old man grabbed her by the corner of her sleeve: "Old Mo?"

The old man's beard and eyebrows are all white, and his round face does not have a trace of wrinkles, but glows red. His eyes are kind, and he shakes his head with a smile: "Young lady is confused if she cares. How can these people do anything to Mr. Li?"

Song Shuhua sat down with some embarrassment. She was indeed in too much of a hurry. They were just warriors and Li Wuji was the master. Even if they were together, it would be difficult to break Li Wuji's aura.

Li Muchan looked at them indifferently. After a while, he formed a seal with his hands and uttered one word: "Get out!"

To Song Shuhua and the others, this sound seemed insipid and had no power, but after Li Muchan uttered this word, the originally noisy crowd fell silent, and then people turned around and left the training ground obediently without saying a word.

This quiet scene made Song Shuhua and the others feel awe-struck, which was beyond common sense and too weird.

Li Muchan shook his head, strolled over, and said with a smile: "Mr. Mo, Mr. Chang, please help guard the door and don't let them in."

"Haha, I obey." Mr. Mo stood up with a smile.

Chang Lao is a thin old man with a cold face and a taciturn appearance. His whole figure is like an iron tree, exuding a perseverance and determination.

Song Shuhua frowned and asked softly: "What happened just now?"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "This is a Buddhist mantra. It has the effect of calming the mind, right?"

He has great attainments in Buddhist mantras, but after practicing the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra, the power of mantras has been greatly enhanced, even more powerful than martial arts.
To be continued...