As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd fell silent and all their eyes turned to one place. Li Muchan also looked over. On the path, a man in green shirt and a girl in yellow shirt came hand in hand. Their clothes were fluttering. Facing everyone's gaze, they still talked and laughed calmly, like gods.
middle man.
These two people are so charming that they grab everyone's attention as soon as they appear, making it difficult for them to extricate themselves.
Li Muchan looked at the two people. The man in green shirt was 16 years old, as strong as a leopard, with a pair of big eyes on his handsome face, bold and sharp. He was majestic and majestic. He looked like a dragon among men.
The girl in yellow shirt has a graceful figure, a face like a crown jewel, and big bright eyes with rippling waves. She is smiling at everyone, gentle and approachable.
The two walked together, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, one strong and the other soft, they matched each other very well.
The man in green shirt didn't seem to see the crowd, and walked directly to the Taoist temple, clasping his fists and saying: "Longshan Sect King Hanyang and Liu Biyun came to pay homage to Taoist Master Xuanfeng."
People seemed to be intimidated by their brilliance and automatically gave way wherever they passed.
"Longshan Sect?" The young Taoist priest who made the move earlier focused his eyes, looked at the two of them, and said calmly: "You two, please wait a moment and allow me to explain!"
Another young Taoist priest looked at the two of them curiously, especially the beautiful and charming girl in yellow. He was unconsciously attracted to her and could not look away.
Wang Hanyang lowered his handsome face and snorted softly. Everyone felt a "bang" of thunder in their ears, and their hearts almost jumped out of their chests.
Li Muchan frowned, and the young Taoist priest turned red in the face. He staggered twice and almost fell down. He seemed to be drunk, but he finally stood firm. His eyes gradually became clear, and the blush on his face also dissipated.
Li Muchan shook his head. This move hurt the Taoist priest. The disciples of Longshan Sect are indeed well-deserved and domineering!
Fan He saw it, but Fan Yi didn't understand, and whispered: "Uncle, what's going on?"
"Shh!" Fan He pointed in front of his lips to signal to stop talking.
Fan Yi shook his head and looked at him in confusion. Li Muchan smiled and said: "Brother Fan, this Wang Shaoxia didn't like this man, so he used his internal force to shock him."
"Is it hurt now?" Fan Yi said.
Li Muchan nodded: "Longshan Sect disciples are well-deserved!"
Although the two of them spoke in a low voice, the people around them remained silent, and Li Muchan's words were clearly heard in everyone's ears.
They looked over in surprise, looking at Fan He who had a bad expression, and then at Li Muchan. Li Muchan lowered his eyes slightly, as if the old monk had entered trance. Fan Yize looked puzzled.
Fan He wanted to seal Fan Yi's mouth and drag him away, but knowing that he couldn't leave at this time, he could only stand still and pull Fan Yi: "Shut up!"
He glanced at Li Muchan and sighed secretly. He thought it was a peace of mind and never thought of not getting into trouble. But when the critical moment came and he got into big trouble, he wanted to catch Li Muchan's words and silence them.
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Everyone's eyes were full of gloating, someone finally dared to provoke Longshan Sect. They wanted to see what would happen.
Wang Hanyang slowly turned his head, his gaze shooting towards him like an arrow.
Liu Biyun, a girl in a yellow shirt, gently tugged on his sleeve and called out in a low voice: "Senior Brother Wang!"
Wang Hanyang's substantial gaze turned to Li Muchan, then he slowly looked away, turned his head, and let out a cold snort.
There was a muffled "bang" in Li Muchan's ears, like a thunder strike.
He secretly admired that Wang Hanyang's internal strength was indeed good, but it was not as good as him. Although his voice was loud, it could not shake his mind.
Wang Hanyang's hum sounded like an understatement. It was quite powerful, and it must be a secret technique, but its essence still hurts people through internal force, and its power is determined by its cultivation.
Li Muchan's internal strength was profound and unparalleled. Although Wang Hanyang was a famous disciple, his internal strength was still not as good as his. He glanced at Liu Biyun and nodded secretly. Liu Biyun had a good temperament.
Fan He held Fan Yi's hand, and Fan Yi stopped trembling. He took a long breath and looked at Wang Hanyang's back in surprise.
He turned to look at Li Muchan: "Brother Li, is it okay?"
Without his uncle's help just now, he would have been injured now. He looked at Li Muchan worriedly and found that Li Muchan looked calm and uninjured.
"It doesn't matter to me." Li Muchan said with a smile, and then smiled apologetically at Fan He.
Fan He shook his head and whispered: "Longshan Sect is not someone to be trifled with, Guan Hai is the kind of person who should be careful not to be impulsive!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "I understand."
Fan He said: "If I really offend the Longshan Sect, not only myself, but also my sect, relatives and friends will be affected!"
Li Muchan frowned and said, "Will it affect relatives and friends?"
Fan He sighed: "This is the most shocking thing."
Li Muchan showed an angry look and sneered. As soon as he uttered a word, Wang Hanyang turned to look at him, obviously hearing his sneer.
"Senior Brother Wang!" Liu Biyun hurriedly pulled him.
Wang Hanyang shook his head and said: "Junior Sister Liu, this guy is too arrogant, we need to let him have a longer memory!"
"Forget it, Senior Brother Wang, let's get down to business, don't pay attention to this," Liu Biyun said.
Wang Hanyang said: "It doesn't matter if he is disrespectful to me. He is disrespectful to our Longshan Sect. I will never sit idly by and ignore him! ... Junior Sister Liu, don't worry, I won't kill him."
"Why should we be familiar with him?" Liu Biyun advised.
Wang Hanyang shook his head, determined to look good to Li Muchan and establish his authority. Otherwise, the reputation of Longshan Sect would be damaged and he would be guilty of a big sin.
He turned around, pointed at Li Muchan, and said in a deep voice: "Come out!"
This was exactly what Li Muchan wanted. He was not in a hurry to go to Longshan Sect. He wanted to find out the strength of Longshan Sect. Knowing himself and his enemy, he would be able to fight a hundred battles. He did not want to enter Longshan Sect rashly.
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Unexpectedly, he came across the Kame He Myo Sutra. He wanted to see the secrets of martial arts in this world. If it was really mysterious, it would be best to take it a step further.
I didn't expect to encounter the Longshan Sect here. Logically speaking, the Longshan Sect's martial arts are mysterious and outstanding, and it is only the disciples of the Longshan Sect who would disdain them.
As soon as he thought about it, he understood that some large sects had arsenals and stored martial arts secrets of other sects. Stones from other mountains could be used to attack jade. More martial arts secrets for reference would be more conducive to understanding the martial arts of the sect.
People looked over with a "swish" look, showing excitement.
The Longshan Sect is famous and has always been known for its domineering nature. They dare not provoke them, but they are also curious about how powerful the disciples of the Longshan Sect are. How can they not be excited when they finally have a chance?
Fan He's expression changed drastically, and Fan Yi opened his mouth but did not dare to say anything. Wang Hanyang's eyes were filled with anger, and his aura surged like a tiger descending from a mountain. Fan Yi was too frightened to speak.
Li Muchan smiled, cupped his fists and said, "What do you want, Young Master Wang?"
Wang Hanyang said in a deep voice: "You have opinions about our Longshan Sect, don't you?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Yes, it has been a rule in the martial arts world for thousands of years not to bring harm to the family, but you, the Longshan Sect, don't follow it. It's really too much."
"Why should we follow them?!" Wang Hanyang sneered: "We, the Longshan Sect, have our own rules, and no one can control them."
Li Muchan smiled: "What a loud tone!"
Wang Hanyang sneered: "Aren't you convinced?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Not convinced!"
Wang Hanyang narrowed his eyes and sneered: "That's great. If you beat me, you don't have to be convinced. If you lose, just shut your mouth!"
Li Muchan nodded softly: "Okay, then let's learn the secrets of Longshan Sect!"
At this time, footsteps sounded, and three Taoist priests suddenly walked out of the Taoist temple. The first old Taoist priest asked: "Xuanfeng, the poor leader, what are you doing with these two young heroes?"
Wang Hanyang glanced at Li Muchan, turned around and clasped his fists and said: "Taoist Master Xuanfeng. You are polite. Wang Hanyang, this is Junior Sister Liu Biyun. We heard that Taoist Master has a copy of the Guihe Miaojing."
"It's just a martial arts rumor, it can't be taken seriously." Taoist Xuanfeng shook his head and smiled.
Li Muchan took a look at this Xuanfeng Taoist priest. He was thin and slender, with sparse hair and beard. His temperament was elegant and his eyes were clear and lively.
Wang Hanyang lowered his face and hummed: "Now that we are here, we know the truth and the truth. Don't be careless, Taoist priest, just take it out."
"Really not." Taoist Xuanfeng shook his head and said, "You two young heroes, please come into the temple and talk."
"We won't go in." Wang Hanyang waved his hands and said impatiently: "I advise the Taoist priest to take it out honestly, so as not to make everyone angry!"
Liu Biyun sighed and said warmly: "Taoist Master Xuanfeng. I guess you already have the copy. If you keep the copy, we can just take it away. It won't hinder the Taoist Master, right?"
"Junior sister Liu, why are you talking about this!" Wang Hanyang frowned and snorted.
Liu Biyun clasped her fists and said softly: "Taoist Master, we don't know how to practice even if we get the secrets. Our sect's martial arts is profound and profound. Referring to other martial arts secrets will help us understand. I hope Taoist Master will make it perfect."
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She begged softly, smiled apologetically, and her eyes were full of affection, making it difficult to refuse.
Taoist Xuanfeng thought for a while and sighed: "Oh..., that's all! You two young heroes can take it if you want to read it. This sutra is not a unique skill. Wait a moment."
He turned around and walked away, as if he was riding the wind. He quickly floated back and handed Liu Biyun a yellow bundle. Liu Biyun said thank you and took it.
Wang Hanyang grabbed it rudely and opened the bundle. Inside was an antique square wooden box. After opening it, there was a yellowed silk booklet inside. Li Muchan glanced at it and saw that it had about thirty pages.
Wang Hanyang handed the box to Liu Biyun, picked up the silk book, flipped through it, and handed it to Liu Biyun: "Junior Sister Liu, look at it, is it true?"
Liu Biyun sniffed her head, her nose as straight as a jade tube wrinkled slightly, she pondered for a moment, and handed the box to Wang Hanyang. She picked up the silk book and brought it to her eyes, looked at it in the sunlight, and nodded: "It should be true.
of."
Wang Hanyang turned to look at Taoist Xuanfeng and hummed: "You know what you're doing!"
Taoist Xuanfeng's face remained as usual and he smiled and said: "It seems that the Longshan Sect attaches great importance to the Guihe Miao Sutra and actually sent two young heroes to come and get it in person."
Wang Hanyang hummed: "We are just along the way, how can the sect have such leisure, a mere secret book is not worth mentioning!"
"Wang——Senior——Brother——!" Liu Biyun said angrily.
She gently put the secret book back into the wooden box, closed the box again, and wrapped the bright yellow bundle. After hearing this, she couldn't help but glare at Wang Hanyang.
Taoist Xuanfeng stroked his beard and laughed twice, but his smile remained the same.
This cultivation made everyone both criticize and admire him. Before the disciples of the Longshan Sect didn't come, he was so arrogant that he sent two disciples to block everyone. When the disciples of the Longshan Sect came, okay, he handed over the secret book without saying a word.
, there is no spine at all. Faced with Wang Hanyang's evil appearance, he did not lose his temper. His face is thicker than the city wall. I admire him!
Liu Biyun clasped her fists and said: "Taoist Master Xuanfeng, we are here in a hurry this time and have a mission, so we can only offend him. We will be rewarded in the future. I hope Taoist Master will not take offense."
Taoist Master Xuanfeng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Miss Liu, you don't have to be polite. The name of Longshan Sect is as loud as a thunder. A mere secret book can penetrate the eyes of Longshan Sect. This is also the blessing of our wonderful view."
"Don't worry, Taoist Master, I will report it to Master and you will be rewarded generously." Liu Biyun smiled sweetly.
Wang Hanyang pointed at Li Muchan and said in a deep voice: "Boy, come here!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Since you have obtained this Wonderful Turtle and Crane Sutra, let's just have a fight. If I win, this Sutra will be mine!"
"You have such a big appetite, boy!" Wang Hanyang sneered, "What a wonderful idea!"
Li Muchan smiled: "Are you afraid of defeat?"
Wang Hanyang sneered and said: "Okay, if you win, this sutra will be returned to you; if you lose, you will kneel down and kowtow!"
Li Muchan pondered for a moment and then said with a smile: "Okay, I will kowtow if I lose!"
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"Senior Brother Wang!" Liu Biyun frowned.
Wang Hanyang turned his head and said with a smile: "Junior sister, wait a moment, I will teach this boy a lesson, and we will set off immediately!"
Li Muchan's heart moved. They had a mission. They weren't going to Zishang Palace, were they?
Wang Hanyang shouted loudly and raised his index finger at him: "Boy, come on!"
Li Muchan collected his thoughts and laughed, walked through the path that everyone had given way to, came straight to Wang Hanyang, drew out his long sword and pointed: "Draw your sword."
Wang Hanyang snorted: "You are not worthy of me drawing my sword!"
Li Muchan smiled: "Then let's look at the sword!"
He pushed forward lightly, and with a slight "chi" sound, the tip of the sword reached Wang Hanyang's throat at an extremely fast speed, but Wang Hanyang calmly turned to the side and barely managed to avoid it.
Li Muchan's wrist twitched slightly, and the tip of his sword twisted like a snake. It suddenly turned into a ball of sword flowers, turned and shot toward Wang Hanyang's chest.
Wang Hanyang wanted to avoid it but couldn't. The sword flower was a little faster than the previous thrust. His eyes were dazzled and he felt a chill in his chest, and then pieces of cloth flew to his feet.
As if there were pulleys under his feet, he quickly stepped back a foot, lowered his head and saw that there was a plum blossom-shaped hole in the chest of his shirt.
"You..." Wang Hanyang was furious.
Li Muchan sheathed his sword, shook his head and said, "You are defeated!"
Wang Hanyang roared angrily: "You sneak attack, come again!"
Li Muchan shook his head and laughed, and said to Liu Biyun: "Miss Liu, this is the rule of our Longshan Sect? If you lose, you have to start over?"
Liu Biyun frowned and stared at Li Muchan, her eyes full of emotion.
Li Muchan looked calm and said with a smile: "Miss Liu, please be fair, am I a sneak attack?"
Liu Biyun muttered: "Senior Brother Wang is good at swordsmanship. He has not yet drawn his sword, so he feels that he was unjustly defeated. Why doesn't this young master convince Senior Brother Wang?"
Li Muchan laughed and shook his head: "What a Longshan Sect!"
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