He was not anxious just because this was the headquarters of the Divine Sword Sect. He slowly opened the secret book and read each word carefully, imprinting every word and image into his mind.
There are more than thirty pages in total from beginning to end. This mental method is not very complicated, but it is very labor-intensive and not easy to master.
The key is to be able to be clear-minded and calm. When men and women are wandering around, it is by no means an easy task to be able to settle down, experience and practice carefully.
Li Muchan slowly closed the secret book, put it back under the pillow, and then disappeared.
He returned to his small courtyard, sat on the pavilion in the flower garden, lying on his back, looking at the stars in the sky, thinking about the secret he had just seen.
The magic of sword-making is really mysterious. The secret is not in the harvesting and replenishing, but the method of harvesting and replenishing is not that powerful. Li Muchan has seen many dual cultivation methods, and this magic of sword-making is not top-notch.
The beauty of this technique lies in forging swords, and it is the supreme method for strengthening the body. However, this technique only talks about how to forge swords and nothing else. Li Muchan was inspired by it and derived it so that he can use his whole body.
Regarding the tyranny of internal power, he has the internal power of the Lotus Heart Palm, which is enough to destroy and expand the meridians, but it cannot be repaired, and the efficiency is too low, so he has been looking for some secret technique for body refining.
This magical sword-making technique is a dual cultivation method, and it is also a secret method of body refining, and it contains profound body refining techniques. However, when ordinary people see this secret manual, they will be fascinated by sword forging and will not think about anything else.
Moreover, it is not easy to truly forge swords. It requires a tyrannical state of mind and truly achieves the point of being strong without desire. How many people can really do it?
Only those old monks who believe that emptiness is form, form is emptiness, form and emptiness are non-dual, and truly regard red pink as a skeleton, can they possibly master the magic of sword-making.
If the state of mind is not reached, the benefits obtained are limited, and it is difficult to go further. It is a huge waste to take a supplement only once.
Li Muchan shook his head and laughed, putting his hands on his arms. He looked at the stars in the sky with a smile. It was such a good weather, it would be clear and cloudless tomorrow.
If it were him, it would be easy for him to master this magical sword-making technique, but he didn't bother with it. His internal strength cultivation progressed very quickly, and all he needed was the secret technique of body refining, not the enhancement of internal strength.
As long as the meridians can reach wider and deeper, the internal energy will naturally be filled up quickly. There is no need to resort to supplements to cultivate the internal energy. In his opinion, the internal energy obtained in this way is not pure enough.
Unless there is only one cauldron, it will be difficult to maintain pure internal energy, and the internal energy of a cauldron is also limited.
So this magic sword-making technique is indeed good for enhancing internal strength, but it will cause disasters in the later stages, and it will become more difficult to control later on.
After thinking about it, to practice to a high level requires a special mental method that can purify the inner strength. To refine, refine, and purify the inner strength requires a lot of effort and hard work to refine the inner strength several times.
If you want to reach the level of a top master, the magic of sword-making may not be different from the ordinary mental skills. It takes so long. However, in the early stage, the magic of sword-making takes a lot of advantage and you quickly become a master, but the internal strength is not pure enough, so
It's a little worse, but compared to ordinary authentic mental methods, it's enough to overwhelm them.
Later, it takes longer to purify the internal energy than before. The two times added together are almost the same as the authentic mental method.
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In the following days, Li Muchan and the other three never left the courtyard. Only Xiu Xiu went out from time to time to buy some things.
Li Muchan kept chatting with the two girls, talking about astronomy, geography, historical anecdotes, and everything. They talked and laughed very harmoniously, and the relationship between the three of them quickly became closer.
Zhu Chuyun became more and more satisfied with Li Muchan. He often looked at him and Yi Xiaoru with smiles in his eyes, as if he wanted to push Yi Xiaoru into his arms. Even if Yi Xiaoru protested privately, it had no effect.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the two girls actually liked Li Muchan's leisurely days, but Mr. Hua couldn't stay any longer and was in a hurry to return to the sect.
He wanted to see how Mr. Chu and the others were doing. When he escaped, he was entrusted by Mr. Chu, but he didn't know what happened next. Then Zhao Yuanming would definitely not give up and would not let go.
In order to hide her figure, Yi Xiaoru didn't even contact those eyes and ears anymore, and cut off information from the outside world, so she didn't know what happened.
In the early morning of this day, Yi Xiaoru couldn't help it anymore and went out for a trip. When she came back, her face was solemn.
Zhu Chuyun and Li Muchan were sitting idle in the back garden. Li Muchan took a book to read, while Zhu Chuyun was looking at the blooming flowers.
The two of them looked up and saw her expression. Zhu Chuyun felt something was wrong and quickly stood up and asked, "Junior sister, how are you?"
Yi Xiaoru shook her head: "It's not good, half of them were killed!"
"Who killed him?!" Zhu Chuyun frowned.
"Zhao Yuanming!" Yi Xiaoru gritted her teeth and snorted bitterly.
Zhu Chuyun frowned and said: "It's strange that Zhao Yuanming, as the leader of a sect, actually went into battle in person. It seems that the Divine Sword Sect has really reached a dead end and can no longer hold on!"
"I don't think so!" Yi Xiaoru shook her head and said: "Looking at Sun Chenghe, it seems like they can't hold on?...I wonder what kind of conspiracy Zhao Yuanming is up to!"
"Well, this guy surnamed Zhao is a ruthless person, so we have to be careful!" Zhu Chuyun nodded slightly and sighed: "Half of the people were killed. I wonder what happened to Junior Brother Yin?"
"He can't die!" Yi Xiaoru pouted: "If a good man doesn't live long, it will cause trouble for ten thousand years!"
"It shouldn't matter if Mr. Chu is protecting him." Zhu Chuyun said with a smile.
Li Muchan said: "Zhao Yuanming is the leader of the Divine Sword Sect?"
Yi Xiaoru nodded: "Well, this person has a graceful demeanor, but he is sweet-talking and secretive. He is a pure smiling tiger. He is a very scary person!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "I wish I could wait for a while!"
Yi Xiaoru shook his head and said: "You are no match for him. He is one of the best in the world. You are still a little behind!"
Li Muchan nodded and said, "That's true."
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While the two were talking, Mr. Hua strode over and shouted from a distance: "Xiaoru, is there any news?"
As soon as Yi Xiaoru told the news with a calm face, Mr. Hua suddenly became anxious: "We have to leave quickly! I want to go back and have a look as soon as possible!"
Li Muchan hurriedly said: "Mr. Hua, don't be in a hurry, it's very dangerous to leave now."
"No big deal!" Hua Lao snorted: "As long as we run away, they can't catch up! ...Besides, if we change our appearance, they won't think that we are still in Jingzhou City!"
Li Muchan wanted to say more, so Zhu Chuyun said: "That's okay. You still have to go. You can't stay here and hide all the time! ...Mr. He, let's not bother you!"
Li Muchan frowned and said, "Sister Zhu, this is too dangerous!"
Zhu Chuyun sighed: "Although this place is hidden, it will be exposed if you stay for a long time. We cannot underestimate the Divine Sword Sect! Mr. He, let's go!"
Yi Xiaoru waved her hand to block Li Muchan's words: "You don't have to say anything anymore. Since Mr. Hua and Senior Sister have spoken, let's go!"
Li Muchan frowned and looked at her, really worried, and sighed helplessly: "In that case, I will go with you!"
Yi Xiaoru glared at him angrily: "We are going back to the sect, how can you, an outsider, go!"
She knew that this trip was very dangerous, and she didn't want Li Muchan to follow him. Although Li Muchan was strong in martial arts, Zhao Yuanming was even stronger. If he met him, he would be dead.
As disciples of the Wan Sheng Sect, they had to go back, but he didn't have to.
Zhu Chuyun said: "Yes, Mr. He. You have helped enough with this matter!"
Li Muchan thought for a moment and nodded helplessly: "In that case, let's set off at night. I will take you out of the city by boat!"
"Then there's Mr. Lao!" Zhu Chuyun said.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "We are so familiar with each other, but Senior Sister Zhu is still so out of touch!"
Zhu Chuyun smiled and was no longer polite. She knew well that it was not strange to give gifts to many people, so she had always been very particular about this and could not change this habit for a while.
Li Muchan waved his hand and floated out. When night fell, Hua Lao, Zhu Chuyun, Yi Xiaoru and Li Muchan got on the boat together and drifted away from Jingzhou City.
After leaving the city, Yi Xiaoru chased him away, but Li Muchan didn't force him. When he was about to leave the ship, he took out a green jade pendant from his arms and handed it to Yi Xiaoru: "Take it."
Yi Xiaoru took one look at this and slowly reached out to take it: "What is this?"
Li Muchan said: "It can be regarded as a parting gift...if there is any danger and I need to appear, just crush this and I will rush over immediately!"
"...Okay." Yi Xiaoru looked at him deeply, took the jade pendant and put it in her arms.
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There were only two people staying at the bow of the ship. Hua Lao and Zhu Chuyun both hid in the cabin, unable to see but hear clearly.
Mr. Hua shook his head. He really didn't understand Yi Xiaoru. It was clear that Yin Zhaojiang was madly in love with her, but she refused to accept it and fell in love with a middle-aged man.
There is an age difference of more than ten years between the two, and he can almost be her father. The little girl now has really strange thoughts, and she can't think clearly or understand it!
Li Muchan jumped up, floated onto the river bank, then waved his hands and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.
Yi Xiaoru stood quietly on the bow of the boat, looking steadily at the direction in which Li Muchan disappeared. She remained motionless for a long time, while the boat floated downwards with the water.
"Ahem!" Zhu Chuyun coughed twice.
Yi Xiaoru woke up with a start, realized that she had just lost her composure, and hurriedly turned back to the cabin.
As soon as she came in, she met the strange eyes of the two smiling people. She suddenly felt guilty, her face flushed, and she hurriedly made a preemptive strike: "Sister, let's take the waterway!"
"Okay, you make the decision!" Zhu Chuyun said with a smile: "What are you thinking about?"
Yi Xiaoru hurriedly said: "I didn't think about anything!"
"I know." Zhu Chuyun chuckled: "Are you thinking about Mr. He?"
Yi Xiaoru blushed and shook her head, Zhu Chuyun said: "If I say that Mr. He has no shortcomings, he is just a little older. I don't know if Master will agree."
Does Yi Xiaoru know Li Muchan's true identity? This is something she never dares to think about. She can confirm He Zudao's identity, but there is no airtight wall in the world. If it really leaks out, it will turn the world upside down.
So she didn't dare to think about it, so she could only suppress it.
Zhu Chuyun said with a smile: "If you want me to tell you, junior sister, you should tell the master, don't hide it like this, the master may agree."
Yi Xiaoru shook her head and said: "Sister, you misunderstood, he and I are just friends, it's nothing!"
"Little girl, you still lied to me!" Zhu Chuyun said angrily: "Who can't tell by your appearance?...Isn't it, Mr. Hua?"
"Haha..." Mr. Hua shook his head while stroking his beard: "Junior sister Qi is not unreasonable. If you explain it carefully, you will agree even if you have no background."
"You really misunderstood!" Yi Xiaoru said angrily.
Seeing her clenching her teeth, Zhu Chuyun thought she was dissatisfied with Li Muchan's age, so he smiled and said: "Although Mr. He is older, he has advanced cultivation and can live more than ten years longer than you. After all, you guys
That’s almost it!”
Yi Xiaoru glared at her: "Master——sister——!"
Zhu Chuyun smiled and said: "Little Junior Sister, I'm afraid that you will follow in the footsteps of Senior Sister and me. If you really don't get married, you won't be able to get married if you wait one night longer!"
"I won't marry!" Yi Xiaoru snorted.
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The two were chatting happily, with Yi Xiaoru blushing and Zhu Chuyun smiling, teasing her relentlessly. There was a pleasant atmosphere floating in the cabin.
The night was hazy, with a bright moon shining brightly in the sky. The boat drifted down the river at a very fast speed, but the boats rarely moved in the night to avoid collisions with each other.
If the boat speed is too fast, the hazy moonlight cannot see far, and by the time it is seen, it will be too late to avoid it.
Li Muchan watched them disappear and shook his head. Fortunately, he had the jade pendant. He could teleport to them at any time if he wanted to find them. His instantaneous ability in this world was getting stronger and stronger.
In the early morning of the next day, he woke up early and began to study the magic of sword-making. Then he used the meridians of his left hand as an experiment, first used the inner force of the lotus heart palm to burst the crack, and then repaired it with the magic of sword-making.
His inner strength is a combination of yin and yang, with both hardness and softness. He can transform it at will into the inner strength needed to meet the requirements of the magic of sword-making. The inner strength is mainly yin and soft, and is slowly nourished and strengthened.
For the whole morning, he had been immersed in it, and he became more and more joyful. This sword-making magic was indeed magical. In just one morning, he felt that the meridians in his left hand had expanded slightly, and the efficiency was extremely fast.
Li Muchan had been immersed in this, and before he knew it, it was night again. He suddenly frowned and felt something was wrong.
"Sir, it's time to eat!" Xiuxiu came over to urge.
This was already the third time. She had prepared dinner, but Li Muchan was so immersed in it that it was difficult to protect himself. He waved his hand to wait, and postponed it until the moon was high.
Li Muchan raised his head and glanced at the moonlight, frowned and said: "Xiuxiu, you eat first, I'll be back soon!"
"Young Master!" Xiuxiu said angrily.
Li Muchan shook his head and said: "I really have something to do, let's go!"
After he said that, he disappeared in a flash, stamping his feet Xiuxiu. I don't know which beauty he was looking for again, but this young master is also a real one!
"What's going on?!" Following the position of the jade pendant, Li Muchan instantly appeared in a small courtyard and saw Yi Xiaoru lying on the couch.
Yi Xiaoru's face was as pale as paper, with no blood at all, and her breathing was rapid and weak, as if she might die at any time. Li Muchan's heart tightened when he saw this.
He turned his head and glared at Zhu Chuyun. Zhu Chuyun was holding a jade pendant in his hand, which had turned into powder, and was looking at Li Muchan in surprise.
Li Muchan said in a deep voice: "Senior Sister Zhu, what's wrong with her?!"
He stepped in front of the couch, picked up her wrist, checked for her pulse, and his face suddenly darkened.
Zhu Chuyun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "We met someone from the Divine Sword Sect... Junior Sister, she got slapped in the face for saving me!"
"Where is Mr. Hua?" Li Muchan asked coldly, staring at Yi Xiaoru's face with pity.
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