Yan Mei frowned slightly, her eyebrows were like a pair of dark blues. This internal force was a bit weird. After running in the body for a week, they returned to the Dantian and started to devour the internal force in the Dantian.
Inside the Dantian is the inner power of Yingyue Gong, which is pure and profound. However, when encountering this warm inner power, it is like white snow meeting boiling water, with no resistance.
Seeing the internal energy of Yingyue Kung being swallowed up and turned into warm internal energy in just a moment, she felt indescribable disappointment and sighed silently.
It turns out that my internal strength is so vulnerable. If I meet Junior Brother Li, I will have no ability to resist. It is so embarrassing.
This thought was fleeting, and I was quickly attracted by this inner force. The inner force flowed along the mental method of Yingyue Gong, week after week, with ease and ease, without any of my usual slowness and difficulty.
She was curious at first, but after ten weeks, she became surprised. After practicing for ten weeks, she would be exhausted. It would take two hours, and she would have no energy left.
This internal force circulates smoothly and smoothly, without any sluggishness like when she exercises her power. The meridians do not bother it at all, and ten weeks only lasts for a quarter of an hour.
She thought about it and wanted to try to push her inner strength. She was curious about whether it was like before. As soon as she thought about it, she suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure, as if something was pressing down on her heart.
She immediately felt that this internal force was being manipulated by herself, and Li Muchan no longer cared about it. She tried to push for a week, but she was disappointed. It was no different from before. The resistance in the meridians was still great, making it difficult to push.
She gritted her teeth and pushed for half a week, and then she felt a lightness in her heart, as if a thousand kilograms of burden had been lifted. The internal force was once again taken over by Li Muchan, and it flowed smoothly and freely. The flow speed greatly increased, several times that of before.
Ten weeks. Twenty weeks, thirty weeks, forty weeks, her meridians became numb and painful. This internal force had the power to nourish the meridians. She originally thought she would be able to persist after twenty weeks.
I couldn't stand it anymore. After forty weeks, I still didn't feel any severe pain.
It was not until the sixtieth week that Li Muchan gave up and slowly withdrew from his mind. Her inner strength was once again taken over by her Dantian, which was swollen and as hard as stone.
Yan Mei felt the mighty internal energy in her Dantian. After these sixty weeks, her internal energy had increased by half, which was equivalent to her three or four years of practice. She found it unbelievable. She was so surprised.
She slowly opened her bright eyes and looked at Li Muchan. Li Muchan's face was pale, and white steam was steaming from the top of his head, condensing into a white cloud that lingered for a long time.
She was startled. She quickly looked at Qin Yeqiu, who shook his head and whispered: "It doesn't matter."
Qin Yeqiu breathed a sigh of relief. He was exhausted after pushing for ten weeks. He pushed for sixty weeks in one go. If she hadn't experienced it personally, she would never believe it.
No wonder he is so powerful and his cultivation is so deep. It's not because he has good talent, but because he cultivates so fiercely that no one can stand it.
Pushing sixty weeks in one go is completely different from pushing ten weeks every day, six days in total. The key is a limit.
Ten weeks a day is just a small step forward, but pushing sixty weeks in one breath is a breakthrough of the limit, a big step forward, the difference between clouds and mud... The white clouds above Li Muchan's head slowly dispersed, turning into
Wisps of white smoke slithered back into the back of his head like little snakes, blending into his black hair.
His face was still pale, and when he opened his eyes, a bright light burst out, making the room bright.
The two women narrowed their eyes slightly and looked at him carefully. Except that his face was a little paler, his spirit was not weak and he was full and full again.
"Junior brother, thank you very much!" Yan Mei smiled sweetly, like spring flowers.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "How do you feel, senior sister?"
Yan Meiqiao smiled sweetly: "The internal strength has changed and increased by half. It's fun!"
"Half?" Qin Yeqiu asked.
Yan Mei nodded: "Sister, don't you believe it? Give it a try."
As she spoke, she stretched out her jade hand, and Qin Yeqiu pressed her wrist, nodded slightly, and looked at Li Muchan curiously.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior Sister Yan's internal energy enters my body, and I turn it into the internal energy of yin and yang, and then returns it to Senior Sister Yan. This internal energy has the power to nourish the meridians and widen the meridians to the maximum extent."
"Nothing went wrong?" Qin Yeqiu asked.
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "This internal force is very strange, extremely powerful, and will devour other internal forces. Now that Senior Sister Yan's internal force has completely changed, it is still the same as the Yingyue Kung Fu, but it saves a lot of effort."
Yan Mei said: "Then my Moon Reflection Skill will be gone."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "The internal power of Yingyue Gong is incomparable. Senior sister, do you think it can swallow up other internal powers. Once it invades other people's meridians, what will be the consequences?"
"Hmm..." Yan Mei pondered for a moment, and his eyes brightened: "Will he devour other people's internal energy, and then... will he be manipulated?"
Li Muchan smiled and nodded slowly: "This internal power comes from the Morning Star Gong and the Yingyue Gong. It can only be driven by these two mental methods, and other mental methods cannot move it."
Yan Mei admired: "It would be terrible if this is really the case."
Qin Yeqiu said: "Is it really so powerful?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Of course, it is not that easy for others to have pure internal energy. If the other party sees the opportunity early, he can spit it out in time... There is no invincible martial arts in the world."
"This is already scary." Qin Yeqiu shook his head.
She thought for a while and said: "In this case, Junior Sister Yan can also help others practice, right?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Yes, senior sister, you should do it. It's too energy-consuming and laborious, and senior sister Yan may not be able to bear it."
Yan Mei snorted: "Junior brother, do you look down on me too much?"
Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "Senior Sister, can you run ten Zhoutians at once? I guess the Palace Master can practice fifteen Zhoutians, right?"
Qin Yeqiu lowered his head slightly and said with a helpless frown, "That's all, I am indeed not as good as senior sister."
Li Muchan asked Qin Yeqiu to come, of course for the sake of greater safety, but there is also another reason. This time is similar to the time when Qin Yeqiu planted the true energy for himself. It is like a Buddhist initiation. It should be the responsibility of the palace master, and it is not good for outsiders to take over.
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Qin Yeqiu and Yan Mei were both very smart. Although Li Muchan didn't explain it, they understood it after thinking about it. Yan Mei no longer argued, and Qin Yeqiu no longer gave in.
Qin Yeqiu thought for a while and said: "Junior brother Li, you are a little tired, and the junior brothers will leave it to you."
Li Muchan nodded: "Yes. I will try my best."
Yan Mei snorted: "Junior Brother Li, you won't take the opportunity to improve their cultivation, right?"
Li Muchan smiled but said nothing.
Yan Mei's bright eyes flashed, and she turned to Qin Yeqiu: "Senior sister, our Zishang Palace is about to change!"
Qin Yeqiu smiled: "We are all disciples in the palace, it is best to become stronger."
Li Muchan said: "Senior Sister Yan, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. We male disciples can't always be subordinate to others, right?"
"Junior brother Li, can you guarantee that they won't cause trouble for us after they turn over?" Yan Mei said angrily.
Li Muchan pondered for a moment and shook his head.
The male disciples have been oppressed for a long time. Once they stand up, they will never give up and must collect their debts.
Qin Yeqiu pondered thoughtfully.
Li Muchan thought for a while and said: "Otherwise, the palace master should do it. I will go to Longshan Sect!"
"Junior brother, do you still want to go to Longshan Sect?" Qin Yeqiu frowned.
Li Muchan said: "Senior sister, this matter has to be faced. I will go to Longshan Sect to test it out. See what their attitude is, so I can make plans in advance."
Yan Mei hurriedly said: "It's too dangerous!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "It's not a big deal. If it doesn't work, I will run. Now I am the fastest runner in our palace. Am I not?"
Yan Mei pursed her lips and smiled: "That's true."
The quality of Qing Gong is determined by internal strength. She is sure that he is the number one master in the palace now, and his cultivation level is even better than that of the palace master.
Li Muchan said: "I will act by ear."
Yan Mei said: "Junior Brother Li, please don't be brave. If something goes wrong, run away!"
Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "A man can bend and stretch, I understand this!"
Yan Mei turned his head and said: "Senior sister, junior brother is well-educated, sensible, and witty and calm. He is the most suitable. If not, go and have a look."
Qin Yeqiu frowned and said nothing.
Li Muchan said: "Senior sister, you can't sit back and let mermaids eat you, right?"
"That is, if they really want to pursue the case, we will hide for a few years, and then we will come out after practicing martial arts." Yan Mei said, her confidence now greatly increased.
Qin Yeqiu thought for a while and nodded slowly: "I will teach you another set of light skills."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Thank you, Palace Master! ... Don't worry, I will be careful!"
Qin Yeqiu sighed, shook his head and said: "You have never been in contact with Longshan Sect, so you don't know how domineering they are. You are also arrogant, and you will eventually fight."
Li Muchan chuckled and said, "I'm just about to see how powerful Longshan Sect is!"
Qin Yeqiu frowned, and Li Muchan said hurriedly: "Sister, don't worry, I will endure it... Yan Mei said goodbye and left. Qin Yeqiu taught Li Muchan a set of light skills called Flowing Light and Lightning. It is really incredibly fast.
It unfolds like lightning and shrinks to an inch.
It's fast and doesn't consume that much internal energy.
Li Muchan made small moves, big moves, and changes in shape. He was not surprised to see such light skills, but there was something mysterious about this light work. It became faster and faster, consuming less and less internal energy. In the end, he was almost able to control the wind.
It does not consume any internal energy, it is really wonderful, it is the best light skill for escaping.
Li Muchan understood that Qin Yeqiu told him that he was so light-hearted because he had planned for him in advance and was not optimistic about Longshan Sect's trip. The most important thing was to escape.
He took the time to meet Qiao Zaixian and the others, inquired about the situation of the Longshan Sect, and came to the impression that the Longshan Sect was powerful and domineering, and would not tolerate disobedience by others. Anyone who offended them would be killed or crippled, so they were famous.
, no one dares to provoke him.
Li Muchan didn't say much, so as not to make them panic and upset, he paid more and more attention to Longshan Sect. It felt very bad to have his fate controlled by others with just a thought.
He has become more and more determined in his belief that he needs to go out and cannot be trapped in Zishang Palace. Now that he has mastered the martial arts in Zishang Palace, he doesn't know where he is in the martial arts world. Longshan Sect is a touchstone.
In the early morning, Li Muchan came to Zhaoxia Hall. Qin Yeqiu was pacing in the hall. When he saw him coming in, he stopped and looked at him.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Senior sister, I'm about to set off."
Qin Yeqiu took out a black round sign from his arms, the size of a palm, and handed it to Li Muchan: "This is the Palace Master's letter talisman of Zishang Palace. Seeing this talisman is like seeing the person himself."
Li Muchan hesitated: "Senior sister, no need?"
Qin Yeqiu said: "If you have a problem that you can't solve by yourself, just ask someone for help. The disciples of Zishang Palace are everywhere. If you want to call them, just use the luck to activate this talisman, and they can feel it within a hundred miles.
"
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and changed his mind. He stretched out his hand to take the round card. It was as warm as jade and harder than jade. It looked like iron but not iron. It looked like wood but not wood. It was really strange.
Li Muchan asked: "Senior sister, what kind of material is this?"
Qin Yeqiu shook his head: "I don't know, it was passed down through the ages. Don't throw it away."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior sister, don't worry, the cards are there when you are there, and there are cards when they are not."
Qin Yeqiu frowned and said: "If you can't beat me, then leave. Once you're in the mountain, don't show off your strength and say soft words. When you see the situation is not going well, just run away. With your internal strength, the passing of light is enough to escape."
Li Muchan nodded solemnly: "Yes, senior sister. I understand."
"Go!" Qin Yeqiu waved his hand gently.
Li Muchan put the medal back into his arms and placed it carefully. Then he clasped his fists, turned around and strode away... In the evening, Li Muchan was sitting on the second floor of a restaurant. This restaurant is the best restaurant in Xunyang City.
He sat at a table by the window, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed him red through the window.
He squinted his eyes and poured himself a drink. There were four side dishes on the table, looking at ease.
Half of the people were sitting on the second floor. It was still early, the lights had not been turned on, and there were not many people eating. He sat lazily, listening to the conversations of the people around him.
But what people talk about are trivial matters, and the parents are incompetent. Fortunately, there are also wealthy people in the world, who talk about some martial arts grievances, which is enjoyable to listen to.
He is not in a hurry to go to Longshan Sect, he wants to take the opportunity to get to know the bottom of this world. He has been in this world for so long, but he has not been able to truly understand it and experience the customs and customs personally. This is a rare opportunity, and now he cannot do it with his martial arts skills.
He is invincible but is able to protect himself, which is why he has such a leisurely mind.
"Have you heard, uncle, that a secret book was published in Qingzhou City?" Li Muchan suddenly became energetic and heard the interesting words.
"The Wonderful Sutra of Turtle and Crane, right?" A voice with a vicissitude of life sounded out, and you knew it was an old man as soon as you heard it.
"Well, it is said that this Guihe Miao Sutra was left behind by the master Guihe a thousand years ago. The master Guihe of a thousand years ago was invincible in the world!"
The old man sneered: "Who knows what happened a thousand years ago? I think it is very mysterious, and it is nothing but fiction!"
"Uncle, this thing seems to be true." The young man from before whispered.
The old man sneered again and again: "You know about the Great Splitting Sky Divine Palm ten years ago, right?"
The young man said: "It was indeed a joke that time and it was a farce, but this time it should be true. At first, most people thought it was a joke. Later, more and more people participated. I also went to see it. It seemed like it was really happening.
Its matter."
"Then who got this Guihe Miao Sutra?" the old man sneered.
"Now that the wonderful view has been obtained, people are trying to snatch it away." The young man said.
The old man said: "What a joke. Who can snatch what Miao Yiguan has obtained?"
"Everyone is determined and has always wanted to give it a try," the young man said.
The old man said: "Xiaoyi, don't be stupid and don't wade into this muddy water!"
"Uncle, is Miao Yi Guan really so powerful?" The young man was a little unconvinced.
The old man sighed: "Most people don't know how powerful Miao Yiguan is, but I can see it with my own eyes. His body skills are like ghosts, his sword skills are like gods, and no one can beat him!"
"They are swordsmen?" The young man was surprised.
The old man sighed: "Swordsmanship is Miao Yiguan's most important skill. I see them occasionally. Fortunately, they don't kill innocent people indiscriminately, so I didn't kill them."
"The Miaoyiguan disciples all hold whisks, and they always think that the whisks are their weapons." The young man said.
The old man said: "There is a sword hidden in the fly whisk. Their whisk whisks are considered to be very good. They are enough to deal with the world. There are very few who can use their sword skills."
"Those who want to grab the secret book will suffer." The young man chuckled.
The old man snorted: "Let's see how they died. The trouble caused by greed was not the disciples of Linhai Pavilion of Longshan Sect. They couldn't stop Miao Yiguan's sword skills at all!"
"Uncle, when you say that, I really want to see it," the young man said.
"You are just curious." The old man sighed: "Go, go, let's see Miao Yiguan's sword skills. In case you don't know the heights of the world... Li Muchan suddenly stood up and came to a table under the opposite window.
Next to them was an old man and a young man. The old man was dressed in brocade robes. He was tall and tall, with white hair and a childish face. He looked like a wealthy man. The young man was wearing a sapphire blue robe, with a slender figure and extraordinary handsomeness.
The two of them were sitting together, looking like master and disciple, looking at Li Muchan curiously and warily.
Li Muchan smiled and clasped his fists: "My childhood sweetheart, Li Guanhai, has met this senior."
"Qingmei..." the old man muttered: "But Qingmei Town, Junshan?"
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "I didn't expect senior to know about Qingmei Town!"
"I've been there once. It's a really beautiful place." The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile, "This is Mr. Li, please take a seat."
Although it was a bit rash, young people were enthusiastic. He had met many people before, and he did not reject them coldly. One more friend would open up a new path, especially when you are young, it is easier to be guarded and become friends.
He glanced at the handsome young man beside him and said with a smile: "This is my great-nephew, my husband Fan He. He is Fan Yi."
Li Muchan cupped his fists and said, "Senior Fan. Brother Fan, I heard the two of you mentioned the Guihe Miao Sutra. So I was curious and came here to disturb you."
"Sit down and talk together." Fan He said with a smile.
Li Muchan waved and asked the waiter to bring the food and add it to the table.
After sitting down, Li Muchan said: "I have heard many people talk about the Turtle and Crane Sutra along the way. It seems to be a unique secret book that no one wants to get."
"Well, it's such a rumor." Fan He nodded and said, "But there are many such things. There are rumors every day. No one can tell which one is true and which one is false. The best thing to do is to ignore it and be yourself.
Things to do, practice diligently.”
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior Fan has good words, but I heard that the Turtle and Crane Miao Sutra is true. It was obtained by a wonderful view. It's a pity that they keep it secret."
"This is just a rumor and cannot be taken seriously," Fan He said.
Li Muchan smiled, shook his head and said, "I think it is true, but I have never seen a disciple of Miaoyiguan. How about Bilongshan Sect?"
"Longshan Sect?" Fan He thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Longshan Sect is one of the great sects in the world. Its mental methods are mysterious and unpredictable. Although Miao Yiyin is strong, it cannot be compared with Longshan Sect."
Li Muchan looked disappointed: "That's it."
Fan He smiled and said: "Why, little brother, have you seen the disciples of Longshan Sect?"
Li Muchan shook his head: "I have never seen it, but I have heard about the name of Longshan Sect for a long time, and I have always wanted to see it."
"Longshan Sect disciples rarely go out to the mountains, and I haven't seen many of them," Fan He said.
Li Muchan said: "Senior Fan, have you ever seen him?"
"Yes, I have seen him before." Fan He nodded and said, "It is true that his martial arts skills are superb and completely different from those of ordinary martial arts masters."
"Longshan Sect is good at boxing, right?" Li Muchan said.
Fan He nodded: "Longshan Sect is good at boxing, but it also involves swordsmanship and swordsmanship. Some of the disciples practice swords and some practice boxing. Most of them are good at one discipline and rarely do both... Longshan Sect is known as thirty
Each martial art is profound and profound, and as long as you are proficient in one, you will be able to dominate the world!"
Li Muchan said: "I really want to learn the martial arts of Longshan Sect."
Fan He smiled, shook his head and said: "Brother Li, the martial arts of Longshan Sect is indeed exquisite, but the disciples of Longshan Sect are all arrogant and arrogant, and ordinary people cannot get into their eyes."
Li Muchan said proudly: "I have little talent and little knowledge of swordsmanship."
Fan He said with a smile: "My little brother's swordsmanship must be very high. I would be disrespectful."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "It seems that Senior Fan doesn't believe it."
A cold light suddenly flashed around his waist, and then disappeared. There was a white porcelain cup on the table in front of Li Muchan. Fan Yi had just filled it, when suddenly wine gurgled out and quickly spilled all over the table.
Fan Heshuangmei frowned, stroking his beard and nodding in admiration: "What a fast swordsmanship!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the white porcelain cup suddenly split into two. Li Muchan just split the wine cup with a sword.
Fan Yi looked at Li Muchan and was secretly shocked. The sword flashed just now. The sword was so fast that he could not see clearly what the sword looked like. It was already sheathed, and he could not clearly see where the sword was stabbing.
Unexpectedly, the sword had already split the wine glass, and he couldn't avoid the sword! He couldn't help being shocked, and his whole body tensed up.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "It's just a small skill, the cup is dead, a master can't wait to be sworded... How does this swordsmanship compare to the disciples of Longshan Sect?"
Fan He thought for a moment, shook his head and said: "I can't figure it out. After comparing it, I realized that when I saw that Longshan Sect disciple was using boxing, his fists were really like shooting stars, fierce and domineering. He was extremely fast and seemed to be able to
Destroy anything!"
Li Muchan praised: "I really want to see it!"
Fan Yi suddenly said: "Why don't you see Miao Yiguan's martial arts first? Uncle, let's go to Qingzhou to see the excitement!"
"Well, you might as well go and have a look." Fan He nodded.
Li Muchan's eyes suddenly lit up and he hurriedly said: "Senior Fan, how about we go together?"
"Haha, little brother, if you don't mind, let's go on the road together." Fan He nodded and smiled.
Li Muchan was overjoyed: "Having an old man in the family is like having a treasure. I'm new to the world and don't understand anything. I want to learn more from Senior Fan!"
Fan He chuckled and said: "I must know everything... Qingzhou
Li Muchan and the others left early and stayed overnight. After three days of traveling, they finally arrived at Gyeongju City. As soon as they entered the city, they noticed something strange.
After entering the city, they inquired about it, quickly found an inn, and left Gyeongju City to go to the wonderful view in the south of the city.
Miaoyiguan is located halfway up Tianmiao Peak. Although Tianmiao Peak is not extremely high, it has a long history. The mountain is covered with ancient trees. They are as tall as the sky, and many of them have been struck by lightning.
As soon as I stepped into Cheonmyobong Peak, I felt that the air was fresh and moist, which was completely different from the air in Gyeongju City. It was indeed a place for spiritual practice.
"What a wonderful place!" Li Muchan praised.
The three of them were walking on a path full of shrubs. Li Muchan looked around, shook his head and praised: "It's really good to build a Taoist temple here."
Li Muchan discovered that there was no Buddhism in this world, but there were Taoist priests. However, there were not many Taoist priests, and their status was not high. They were regarded as ordinary martial arts masters.
Fan Yidao: "Why don't you see anyone?"
The three of them got to know each other along the way. Fan Yi was a bit introverted and didn't like to talk. After getting to know Li Muchan, he talked more.
This Fan Yi was also a novice, he was curious about everything, especially the Guihe Miaojing, he was very greedy and wanted to get it.
Li Muchan has no such intention. There is only one secret book. With so many people competing for it, it is impossible to get it unless you are lucky. Even if you get it, it is not a blessing. A sect like Miaoyiguan is not considered a small sect, and it is still ignored.
People covet it.
Li Muchan said: "Is it finished?"
"Can't it be so fast?" Fan Yi said hurriedly, a little anxious.
Fan He stroked his beard and smiled and shook his head: "It can't be so fast. Miaoyiguan is not an ordinary sect, and it is difficult to please everyone."
Fan Yi let out a sigh of relief: "Brother Li, don't be scary!"
Li Muchan chuckled and said: "Brother Fan, you care too much. This kind of thing depends entirely on luck and strength, so just accept it!"
Fan Yidao: "I have always been very lucky!"
Fan He shook his head and smiled, without saying anything more. This grandnephew was still very young and was also a fledgling. This Li Guanhai was far more mature than his grandnephew. He knew that he couldn't do anything, and he just came here to watch the excitement.
However, he did not persuade him much. It would be better to let him hit a wall, he would mature faster, and he would never have such delusions after seeing Miao Yiguan's martial arts. Let him know that there is someone outside...
We followed the path up, through the lush woods, and soon came to the outside of a Taoist temple. We immediately saw a group of people, about two hundred people.
This Taoist temple is like an eagle built against the mountain. It seems that it will pounce down at any time. A fierce momentum rushes towards the face, making people breathless.
Looking carefully, this Taoist temple has a sense of vicissitudes. It can be seen at a glance that it has experienced many years of ups and downs. There is an open space in front of the Taoist temple. There are three ginkgo trees planted, which are as wide as two people can hug each other. The leaves are thick and swaying slightly.
The door of the Taoist temple was open, and two young Taoist priests stood quietly on both sides of the door holding fly whisks in their hands, with calm expressions. People were standing in front of the Taoist temple, and no one dared to break in.
When Li Muchan and the others came over, some of the more than two hundred people turned to look, while others ignored them and stared at the two young Taoist priests in front of the Taoist temple.
Li Muchan looked at these people. Almost every one of them was a master. Their eyes were faintly shining, and some of their temples were sunken and some were protruding. Each one had its own unusual shape.
"Senior Fan." A tall and burly middle-aged man came over, clasped his fists and smiled: "Senior Fan, are you coming to join in the fun?"
"Haha, Xiao He. You are here too." Fan He smiled and clasped his fists, and said to Fan Yi: "Yi'er, Guan Hai, this is Thunder Leg He Haoyun He, senior."
Li Muchan and Fan Yi clasped fists in greeting. He Haoyun waved his hands and paid no attention to the two of them. He turned around and said with a smile: "Senior Fan, you never pay much attention to these things. Why are you here this time?"
Fan He smiled and said, "It's the little guy who wants to come over and join in the fun."
"That's it." He Haoyun nodded and said with a smile: "Young people like this. It's good to come out and experience it. It can open your eyes."
"That's right." Fan He said with a smile: "Open your eyes. Defeat their arrogance... Why don't you all go in?"
He Haoyun smiled bitterly and said: "It's not that I don't want to go in, it's that I can't."
"Hmm -?" Fan He looked at the two young Taoist priests: "Are these two young Taoist masters?"
"Very powerful!" He Haoyun said with a bitter smile: "We have all tried, but failed to defeat them. We can only stay outside."
"Are they two going together?" Fan He asked.
He Haoyun shook his head: "One on one, so we all can't fight together, so we can only fight one on one. These two Taoist priests are like dragons and snakes whisking dust, they are really powerful!"
"In this way..." Fan He nodded slowly and said, "No wonder everyone is waiting outside."
"If Senior Fan takes action, he will definitely succeed!" He Haoyun chuckled and said, "Senior, let's take action. A group of us are blocked here by two little Taoist priests. It's embarrassing!"
Fan He waved his hand: "I'm quite old. My arms and legs are old. I don't rely on my muscles and bones. I fall down when I touch them. How can I fight against others!"
"Senior Fan!" He Haoyun said helplessly: "Senior, why should you be too modest!"
Fan He shook his head and smiled: "Xiao He, I really can't do it. Don't count on me, old man... He Haoyun tried to persuade him a few more times, but Fan He firmly refused. He Haoyun reluctantly gave up and turned around and left, quite resentful.
Fan Yidao: "Why didn't uncle take action? This opportunity is rare."
Fan He shook his head and looked at Li Muchan, who smiled and said: "It's not good to be too pushy. If senior really takes action, they will never be grateful. Instead, they will look for opportunities to make senior look bad, right?"
"That's right!" Fan He nodded slowly and praised: "Guan Hai, you can see correctly. This is the human heart. If you want to live a long life, you must not be in the limelight. The more limelight you have, the faster you will die!"
"What about Longshan Sect?" Fan Yi said unconvinced.
Fan He said angrily: "Longshan Sect is supported by the strength of the sect, so people don't dare to take advantage of it. You are not that capable!"
"Uncle, you have such ability." Fan Yi said.
Fan He shook his head: "My little ability is nothing. You have little knowledge. You will know it when you meet more top experts in the future."
Fan Yi didn't quite believe it and felt that his uncle was being modest.
Li Muchan smiled and said nothing, still looking at the masters around him. With his strong spirit and precise intuition, he discovered the two hidden top masters and was even better than Fan He.
Fan He's cultivation level is indeed quite good. Li Muchan estimates that it is not much worse than his own. His body has been tempered by several top body training techniques. His meridians and Dantian are different from ordinary people's. He also has miraculous skills such as the morning glow technique.
His inner strength now is far beyond that of ordinary people.
Fan He's cultivation level is similar to that of Qin Yeqiu. He may not be able to beat Qin Yeqiu in a fight, but he is also a rare master. It is not surprising that Fan Yi feels this way.
"Huh, here I come!" A short and thin old man shouted, jumped to the door of the Taoist temple, pulled out a long knife, and said in a deep voice: "Little Taoist priest, get out of the way, so as not to hurt yourself!"
The slender Taoist priest on the left bowed his head and shook his fly whisk: "Senior, please!"
The old man snorted twice: "Okay, then I won't be polite!"
After he said that, he stretched out his sword and turned it into a ray of light. He struck down quickly and hard. The Taoist priest flicked his fly whisk, like a whip hitting the sword. The light of the sword dimmed and he was immediately entangled.
The old man reluctantly tried to break the fly whisk, but the Taoist shook it slightly, and the long knife suddenly flew out of his hand and landed two feet away, making a "dinging" sound.
The old man's face turned red, he gritted his teeth, turned around, and left without the knife. He quickly disappeared from everyone's eyes and had already left the Taoist temple.
Fan He shook his head and whispered: "That was Yang Chang's Tiger Hunting Sword just now. He is a famous master."
Fan Yi's eyes widened: "What an awesome whisk!"
Li Muchan nodded: "This little Taoist priest has deep inner strength, which is rare!"
"That's right." Fan He nodded and said, "Despite his young age, he has deep inner strength. Everyone in this situation can't please him. You're far behind!"
Fan Yi sighed helplessly: "Yes, I'm not as good as him... There was no movement among the people. They watched the sun slowly turn westward and turned into the setting sun. The afterglow dyed the Taoist temple red, and also dyed them red.
They were a little anxious. Under such circumstances, they would not want to go in or see the Guihe Sutra in a hundred years. It would be better to leave if they continued to delay.
Li Muchan whispered: "Senior Fan, they are going to join forces."
Fan He sneered: "It will be even worse if we join forces. No matter how many of them there are, it will be useless to provoke the masters of Miao Yiguan."
Li Muchan said: "How come there are only so many people?"
It stands to reason that many people have heard of the Kame He Myo Sutra, but how could so few people come? It was completely different from the bustle he had imagined.
Fan He shook his head and said: "Over the years, there have been so many legends about martial arts secrets that everyone has become numb and too lazy to pay attention to them."
Li Muchan nodded slowly. It's no wonder. One secret today, another secret tomorrow, and another the day after tomorrow. It turns out that they are all fake. If this continues, no one will believe the secret.
The three of them were talking in low voices when the short old man who had left earlier suddenly appeared, floating over like a wisp of light smoke, his face glowing red, it was Yang Chang with the Tiger Hunting Saber.
Someone had a problem with him and joked: "Old Yang, why do you have the nerve to come back?"
Yang Chang chuckled and said: "I have good news for everyone, a disciple from the Longshan Sect is here!"
"A disciple of the Longshan Sect?" There was a discussion, and some people said in disbelief: "No way, how could a disciple of the Longshan Sect come here?"
"Hey, I still recognize the disciples of Longshan Sect!" Yang Chang said proudly: "I see they are coming this way, they must be here!"
"Lao Yang, how many Longshan Sect disciples are there?" someone asked.
Yang Chang raised two fingers: "Two!" rq
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