Shuquan

In the early morning, he stepped onto the martial arts training field. More than fifty disciples were practicing seriously. They were still a little used to the absence of Lu Chengjiang shouting at the side.

However, they are now members of Xiyang Hall and have no relationship with Taihua Hall. I wonder if they will become enemies of Taihua Hall in the future.

Things in the world are unpredictable, and people's hearts change. Although the two families are as close as one family now, who can be sure that it will not change and that they will be as close in the future?

Blood brothers can still get into trouble, let alone two cousins. There are only two cousins ​​in Qingyue City. The Xiongfei Gang has disappeared, and one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

They can only think about these thoughts and dare not speak out and ask for trouble.

Li Muchan used his mental power and could clearly understand everyone's thoughts, but he did not want to say more. His words were very weak. It was not surprising that they had such thoughts.

He stepped onto the martial arts training field, looked at everyone's practice, and nodded with satisfaction. He taught them a new set of palm techniques. The moves were very simple, only four moves.

Each person performs one move at the same time, which is extremely powerful. The power of four people is enough to equal that of eight or more people.

Each of them also has a position and footwork. The rest are inspired by Li Muchan's formations, and he wants to integrate formations and martial arts.

This is very difficult. Someone may have thought about it but failed. He was not in a hurry and tried it first. Now it seems to be very powerful.

Each of the four people practices a move, standing in the direction of the four elephants, and coordinates the movements when making the move, forming a four-image wheel formation.

The four palm styles practiced are different, and each palm is different. It is like standing in the position of the four elephants, forming a tiny formation, and all the changes are realized by the palm techniques.

He gave it a try and found that the power was acceptable. As they became more proficient in palming the wind and cooperated with each other, the power would become stronger and stronger. It was far beyond the ability of ordinary combined attacks.

Everyone in the field is practicing. They are all in groups of four. They are moving their palms while moving forward without touching the ground. As the movement speeds up, the palm wind forms a closed area. Being in this area is like being trapped in a formation.

Fari.

Li Muchan suddenly dodged and got into a group of people. He flew his palms to attack the four people. The four people did not panic at all and responded calmly. Their feet were fluttering and they simultaneously used their palms to cover Li Muchan.

Li Muchan realized the power of their palm techniques and shook his head: "It's too bad, too bad. Your palm power is too weak and you haven't practiced hard enough!"

The four of them gritted their teeth and moved faster and faster. Under the protection of the formation, everyone had nothing to do and just focused on practicing. They have been practicing these four palms for the past half month and their power is extraordinary. Compared with before, it is in the sky.

Even though they were underground, they were still being belittled by the hall master. They were really unconvinced.

They each estimated their own changes. In addition to practicing hard, they also competed and compared themselves secretly. They improved a lot and even more than doubled their strength.

If he met Taihuatang and started a fight with his original partners, he would be able to beat more than 150 people with his fifty or so.

Just because they saw the power of this set of palm skills, they worked very hard and wished they had the opportunity to run back and show off in front of everyone.

When they first heard that they were coming here, that they were leaving Taihua Hall and becoming members of Xiyang Hall, they were all as frightened as tigers. When they saw that they were being drawn, their eyes looked at them with sympathy and pity.

Now that they see their own changes, they are the ones who regret it!

After breakfast, Li Muchan wanted to continue studying the mystery of the blood-drinking sword, but was stopped by Song Shuhua. She was dressed in a snow-white robe, and her skin was as white as snow. She seemed to be free from dust, and she was a fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world.

She said angrily: "Stop being bored in the house and go for a walk with me!"

Li Muchan touched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment. He was immersed in the blood-drinking sword and couldn't extricate himself. The mystery was really too amazing and he had never dared to confirm it.

"Okay, I'm going to get moldy after being stuck in the house all day long!" Song Shuhua snorted.

Li Muchan sighed, and seeing her bright eyes glaring, he knew he couldn't refuse, so he could only nod reluctantly: "I'm just afraid that I will meet someone from the Fan family when I go out."

"It's been so long since they gave up long ago, so don't worry about it," Song Shuhua said.

Li Muchan shook his head and said: "That's not necessarily true. The Fan family will never let Xiyang Hall go. Even if they can let go of Xiyang Hall, they won't let go of the Blood Drinking Sword. It has already been spread, right?"

"Well, I almost know everything." Song Shuhua nodded, then shook her head: "But the effect is average. It seems that everyone has no reaction and doesn't seem to believe it."

Li Muchan smiled and said: "In today's world, there may not be many people who know about the blood-drinking sword, right?"

"Well, it's just that there are rumors about such a sword, but not many people have actually seen it or know about it." Song Shuhua nodded.

She had seen such a little rumor in a book collection at home. Because it was too strange, she remembered it and the world might not know it.

Li Muchan said: "Those who really know are the big shots, and they may not be so public. The Fan family may already be in dire straits."

"That's not necessarily the case. The Fan family really has blood-drinking swords. No one is afraid of them. They have no swordsmanship." Song Shuhua shook her head and said lightly: "The real threat of blood-drinking swords is in the hands of people who know swordsmanship. But in this world, people who really know how to swordsmanship are the real threat.

There are not many swordsmen, the Baiyun Sect is the same family, the Yunxiao Sect is the same family, and there seems to be no more."

Li Muchan frowned and said, "I don't quite understand why these two families are the only ones who know how to sword?"

Song Shuhua thought for a while and said in deep thought: "This is also related to a big secret. It seems that very little is known about it. I have only vaguely heard of it."

"What secret?" Li Muchan was surprised.

Song Shuhua shook her head and sighed: "It seems to have happened in ancient times. I don't know what happened specifically. It seems that almost all the people who practiced swords were killed. There are only a few sets of sword techniques handed down. Unfortunately, it is difficult for future generations to practice them."

After all, swordsmanship has declined in the end, so it is better to practice boxing and kicking."

Li Muchan frowned and shook his head.

Song Shuhua said: "Okay, you better stop practicing swordsmanship. There is no future. In the end, swordsmanship will not be able to break the Gangqi!"

Li Muchan smiled: "That's not necessarily the case."

"Can you use the Blood Drinking Sword? Once you use it, you will be exposed!" Song Shuhua snorted, knowing his plan. The Blood Drinking Sword can break the Gang Qi, but it is too eye-catching.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "You can't tell."

There should be no difference between using a blood-drinking sword to break open Gang Qi and using sword Qi to break Gang Qi. Others can't see it and only think that the person wielding the sword has deep cultivation.

And his current cultivation level is considered extremely advanced, and he can break through the body-protecting Qi of most masters. Using the blood-drinking sword is no different from ordinary swordsmanship.

However, it is different when it is actually used. The blood-drinking sword not only has the power to break the Gang Qi, but also has the power to frighten the gods. It is a pity that the masters of the past generations have not been able to understand its beauty.

"Okay, okay, let's go out for a walk!" Song Shuhua waved her hands and didn't want to talk about the blood-drinking sword anymore, which made her feel sick just thinking about it.

Li Muchan reluctantly agreed, and the two of them said hello to the two old men guarding the door, then strolled out of Xiyang Hall and walked along the street towards Zhuque Street.

He wanted to go back to Taihuatang for a visit, but he hadn't seen him for half a month. He didn't know what Taihuatang had become. Now that Taihuatang is the only family, the atmosphere should have changed.

Li Muchan is wearing a green shirt and has an average appearance, while Song Shuhua is wearing a snow shirt. The two of them are walking half-shoulder together, which is quite harmonious, but very eye-catching.

The women looked at Song Shuhua with envy and jealousy, lamenting that God was partial and gave her a figure and appearance. While the men stared at Song Shuhua, they glanced at Li Muchan coldly, wishing to replace her.

Li Muchan was accustomed to such eyes. Being in front of beautiful women would attract men's hatred. He felt that all the beauties in the world were his. This was a man's nature.

The two of them walked along the street, sometimes stopping in front of small stalls, sometimes turning left and right, looking for the trinkets they wanted to buy. Song Shuhua was quite fond of exquisite trinkets.

Li Muchan followed lazily, and they did not let Song Xiuxiu and Mr. Mo come forward. There were only two of them, like ordinary lovers.

Although the two walked slowly, it was not until noon that they set foot on Changping Street leading to Taihua Hall.

This Changping Street is only separated from Zhuque Street by one street. It only needs to pass through a small alley, and it is very quiet on both sides, not as lively as Zhuque Street.

Stepping onto Changping Street, halfway through, Li Muchan suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Song Shuhua saw something strange on his face.

Li Muchan sighed: "It seems that the Fan family has finally taken action."

"Is someone following you?" Song Shuhua's face darkened and her body tensed.

Li Muchan shook his head: "It's not us, it's Taihuatang."

Song Shuhua's slender eyebrows raised: "Why did they come to deal with Taihuatang?"

Li Muchan sighed: "Xiyang Hall is a tough nut to crack, and the same goes for cleaning up Taihua Hall. This is a trick to draw out the firepower!"

For a while, he was focused on studying the mystery of the blood-drinking sword, but he neglected this aspect. Fortunately, He Lizhu and the others in Taihua Hall were in charge, so at least there would be no serious problems.

"Where are they?" Song Shuhua hummed.

Li Muchan pointed to the surrounding houses, shook his head and said, "There are almost everyone here. The Fan family is so generous."

"Then what should we do?" Song Shuhua said.

Li Muchan shook his head: "There is no way."

These people should be the owners of the house. Although Taihuatang is a gang, it must not be unreasonable and cannot arouse public anger, otherwise it will be troublesome if the government takes action.

Song Shuhua frowned and pondered for a while, then shook her head and said: "They are too careless, why don't they buy everything around them!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "The foundation of Taihua Hall is too shallow, Hall Master Lu is generous and generous, there is no money left at all, and the land price here is too high, I can't afford it."

Song Shuhua snorted: "It depends on their abilities, let's not care!"

Li Muchan smiled: "This is a good move!"

Song Shuhua looked at him sideways and hummed: "You really want to see Hall Master Lu and his friends' jokes, right?"

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and shook his head: "The confidant of a villain is the confidant of a gentleman. Hall Master Lu is not a vegetarian. Don't underestimate him!"

"Who is the villain!" Song Shuhua reached out and twisted his arm.

Li Muchan hurriedly dodged and retreated, while Song Shuhua kept chasing him. The two of them soon left Taihua Hall, getting further and further away.

Li Muchan didn't want to cause trouble. Since the Fan family was dealing with Taihuatang and no one from Taihuatang sent a message, he was naturally sure that Xiyangtang was too weak now, so it was better not to provoke the Fan family.

The two of them were fighting and quarreling, and soon left the east city gate. Song Shuhua lost her temper and insisted on chasing him, while Li Muchan used his body skills to dodge left and right.

After leaving the east city gate, there is a big river, flowing from north to south. The river is two feet wide, with green grass on both sides, and then woods.

The two of them stopped by the river, and Li Muchan finally let her catch up, twisting his arm so hard that he grinned, and Song Shuhua smiled proudly.

The two of them sat on the green grass, looking at the clear and quiet river, the sparkling waves, the sunshine, the breeze with a bit of moisture, blowing against their faces, which was indescribably comfortable.
To be continued...