Feng Mingxue said lightly: "How can she get the beads?"
Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "The Dugu Mansion has a profound background, and there is always a way. The monk is not devoid of desires, otherwise he would not have to serve the emperor. (, watch the latest update of this book)"
"That's true." Feng Mingxue nodded lightly and said with a smile: "With her help, what will you do if you get the beads?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "There is nothing to do for now, we will talk about it after a while."
"Aren't you going to settle the accounts with the Zhu family?" Feng Mingxue squinted at him.
She knew Li Muchan's temper very well. Sometimes he was lenient, but sometimes he was vindictive. This incident caused him a big stumble, and he would never be able to swallow this tone.
Li Muchan sighed: "I have to cover up my death first. If the emperor knows that I am alive, he won't give up. It's really annoying!"
"You don't want to deal with the emperor, do you?" Feng Mingxue was surprised.
Li Muchan shook his head: "I haven't lived enough yet!"
Feng Mingxue breathed a sigh of relief: "You still know the importance."
Li Muchan laughed: "Senior sister, with your tone, I am no longer a child..."
Feng Mingxue snorted: "I'm afraid that if you only care about the battle of spirits and want to compete with the emperor, it will really harm our sect and the gain will not be worth the loss!"
Li Muchan nodded and said: "Don't worry, I will be careful!"
Feng Mingxue stared at him for a long time. Li Muchan looked at her with a smile. Their eyes were locked together. As they looked at each other, Feng Mingxue suddenly turned red on her cheeks and turned her head away.
She originally wanted to see through Li Muchan's mind, see if he was telling the truth, and make up her mind to confront the emperor, but as she watched, a strange feeling arose, and she couldn't help but feel flustered, her cheeks burned, and she could only turn her gaze away.
Li Muchan said: "Senior sister, let's practice sword skills. I want to master the Seven Ultimate Destroying Divine Sword."
Feng Mingxue is smart and smart, and knows the elegant meaning when hearing the string: "Do you want to practice sword skills?"
His current identity is not Li Wuji, but Li Muchan. He has restored his original name, true and false, false and true.
Li Muchan said: "Sword skills can hide your identity."
"Well, the last few moves of the Seven Ultimate Destruction Divine Sword are getting more and more powerful. If you can master it, you can rely on your sword skills to dominate the world." Feng Mingxue nodded lightly.
There was a weapons rack in the northwest corner of Li Muchan's courtyard. There were various weapons on it, including swords, guns and swords. The two of them drew out their long knives and began to practice sword skills.
After these days of speculation, Li Muchan became full of murderous intent every day. He wished he could break into the palace and kill the emperor with one knife. With such fearless murderous intent, he practiced sword skills very quickly, and combined with the sword intention of the Seven Jue Destroying Divine Sword.\
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"Take the knife!" Feng Mingxue screamed, and the long knife turned into a white rainbow and shot towards him.
"Senior sister, be careful, my sword skills are not as good as before!" Li Muchan smiled and swung out his sword. There was a muffled "ding" sound and Feng Mingxue's sword flew out.
Feng Mingxue's bright eyes widened, Li Muchan stroked the knife and said with a smile: "How about this knife?"
"Good sword skills!" Feng Mingxue nodded slowly and said thoughtfully: "Is it the ninety-eighth style?"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Not bad."
Feng Mingxue looked at him: "When did you practice to this point?"
Li Muchan said: "I have not been idle this month. I have been practicing sword skills and have made rapid progress!"
Feng Mingxue sighed and said: "Which style have you practiced?"
Li Muchan said: "Ninety-nine postures."
"Ninety-nine moves..." Feng Mingxue shook his head and sighed: "I can't practice that step."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I have mastered it, and my senior sister can also master it. With my senior sister's understanding, it is enough for me to practice it a few more times."
There are a total of 108 styles of the Seven Ultimate Swords of Destruction. After the 81 styles, it requires a state of mind to understand. Each sword is easier than the last, but each sword is more difficult to practice than the last.
Feng Mingxue has an extraordinary understanding, and Li Muchan only needs to practice the sword technique a few times, and her keen sense is enough to feel her state of mind.
There is a huge difference in difficulty between understanding the state of mind and feeling the state of mind and then stimulating and resonating with it, so Feng Mingxue will be able to practice it very easily.
Feng Mingxue said: "I don't use sword skills."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior sister and I sometimes have to hide our identities."
Feng Mingxue pondered for a moment and nodded slowly.
Li Muchan practiced each sword after the eighty-eight moves one by one, starting with the eighty-nine swords. He practiced it for half an hour in one breath, allowing Feng Mingxue to master it completely.
This is easier said than done. The artistic conception of this sword is so elusive and unpredictable that Feng Mingxue spent a lot of effort to vaguely understand it and be able to resonate with him.
After breakfast, Dugumeng suddenly appeared, wearing a purple Luo shirt, and came to Li Muchan with a smile: "Brother Li, I'm here to learn calligraphy from you."
Li Muchan was dressed in a green shirt at this time, and his appearance had changed slightly. His eyebrows were slightly whiter, as if they were stained with a layer of frost. His age suddenly increased by more than 20 years, and he looked like a middle-aged scribe who had been depressed for half his life.
Li Muchan was sitting in a small pavilion drinking tea and chatting with Feng Mingxue, explaining the meaning of the eighty-nine swords. The meaning of the sword can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. Li Muchan was unique in telling stories and situations, and created artistic conception through scenes.
It's like a movie from later generations.
Feng Mingxue listened carefully, imagined, and experienced the subtle meaning of the sword. The eighty-ninth sword means the meaning of autumn. There is a bit of compassion in the killing, and the sadness and sadness are mixed together. It is subtle and meticulous, and there can be no difference. The slightest difference can make a huge difference.
Li Muchan looked at Dugumeng and said with a smile: "You——? Learn calligraphy?"
"Yes, my aunt said that I will learn calligraphy from you, and I can't be lazy." Dugu Meng nodded and said helplessly: "I can't learn it even if I don't want to!...Really, there is nothing to learn in calligraphy, it's better to practice martial arts!"
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Li Muchan smiled and said: "You are afraid of hardship when practicing martial arts, but you find it useless to practice calligraphy. You... calligraphy cultivates your temperament and smooths out your irritability. Practicing it will be of great benefit!"
"How can people be impatient?" Dugu Meng said angrily: "If you have this time, it's better to go out for fun. Traveling in the mountains and rivers can cultivate your temperament!"
Li Muchan said: "Then let me tell Miss Jiu that I don't need to teach you anymore."
"No, no, I'll just learn!" Dugumeng waved her hands hurriedly.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Okay then, get some pen and ink and practice for an hour first!"
Dugu Meng curled his lips helplessly, turned around and left. He quickly turned around and took a small plate with pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it and placed it on the stone table.
"Grind the ink!" Li Muchan said.
Dugumeng pursed his lips and rubbed slowly, his movements gentle and smooth, quite charming. Li Muchan nodded in admiration, she was worthy of being a lady from a famous family.
After the ink was finished, Li Muchan took up the pen and wrote a big character, but it was the character "qi", and said: "Once you have practiced this character, you can't practice it exactly the same without learning the next character."
Dugumeng looked at this word with a puzzled expression. This word "qi" seemed ordinary at first, but after a few glances, it seemed like a mighty qi rushing towards his face, like a raging wave. It felt extremely real.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Sister, once you practice this word, it will save you an hour of meditation."
"Really?" Dugumeng tilted her head and looked at him.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I'm going to lie to you, but you have to write it well. It's useless if you don't write it well."
"Okay, I will write it well!" Dugu Meng said confidently.
Li Muchan nodded: "You write carefully on the side, no distractions, no talking!"
"I know!" Dugu Meng couldn't wait to pick up the pen and began to imitate the word Li Muchan. He heard Li Muchan and Feng Mingxue's words intermittently, such as sword intent, cool breeze, autumn killing...
She wrote, slowly, with peace of mind, and concentrated her energy on her writing. The sounds and everything around her disappeared. She couldn't see or hear, only the word "qi" in front of her.
In the evening, Li Muchan walked alone along the lake. This was Dugu Jinghua's back garden. There was a large lake with a surface as clear as a mirror.
He was thinking about the Zhu family's information, how to restrain the holy weapon, and how to use the Iron Heart Coupon to improve his strength faster.
"Sir!" Dugu Jinghua came to him in fluttering white clothes, followed by a faint fragrance.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Is Miss Nine done?"
"Sir, let's see if this is a sacred instrument." Dugu Jinghua took out a string of Buddhist beads from his arms and handed them over, staring at him nervously.
Li Muchan frowned and slowly stretched out his hand. The string of Buddhist beads glowed with a warm luster under the setting sun, as if there was a clear spring flowing in it.
"It's a sacred weapon." Li Muchan nodded slowly.
The tentacles are warm and moist, just like human skin. There is a faint warm scent lingering around, which is light but not endless, lingering, and it feels very strange.
"Give it to sir." Dugu Jinghua said.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Then I'll accept it! ...With this thing, I can be free to go out and don't have to be trapped in the house anymore."
Dugu Jinghua smiled and said: "Sir, you won't just leave and never come back, right?"
Li Muchan said: "If you don't find it annoying, I won't leave."
"It couldn't be better!" Dugu Jinghua said with a smile: "With the great master in charge, our mansion is as safe as gold!"
Li Muchan said: "I am just an ordinary master now! ... As for how you obtained the beads, I won't ask. I owe Miss Jiu a favor!"
Dugu Jinghua smiled and said, "Okay, sir, just promise me one thing in the future."
"As long as it doesn't violate my conscience, I agree." Li Muchan nodded.
This holy bead is too important to him. Not only does it cover up the induction of heaven and earth, but he also wants to take the opportunity to research and find a way to crack it. By then, the Great Inner Forbidden Palace can also be free to leave.
Dugu Jinghua said: "What do you want to do, sir?"
Li Muchan said: "Let's settle old scores with the Zhu family."
Dugu Jinghua hurriedly said: "Sir, don't be too impatient, they will become suspicious."
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "The Zhu family has offended too many people, so if only one or two people are offended, they won't suspect me."
"Sir, don't you want to break into the Zhu Mansion?" Dugu Jinghua said.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I can't break in now, let's wait... Miss Ninth, don't worry, I will be careful."
Dugu Jinghua frowned and looked at him, feeling very worried.
He has been trapped here, just like a tiger trapped in a trap. Once let go, it will immediately explode and hurt people. The Zhu family will be in trouble. The Zhu family is not afraid of misfortune, because they are afraid that the emperor will see the clues.
Li Muchan smiled: "Miss Ninth, how about we go out for a walk?"
"Okay." Dugu Jinghua nodded hurriedly: "I want to call Sister Feng."
Li Muchan shook his head and said: "Senior sister is studying martial arts, don't bother her, we can just go together."