Yang Ruoruo's gait was light and graceful, like a weak willow supporting the wind. She was indescribably graceful and moving. Li Muchan secretly admired that this was a natural beauty, not something acquired.
The two quickly descended from Mengshan Mountain, turned west at the foot of the mountain, and then passed through a forest and came to a valley. Li Muchan opened his Eyes of the Void to take a look. This valley is located between five peaks and is extremely hidden.
Even if you search carefully, it is difficult to find without knowing the real address.
Yang Ruoruo turned to look at him, and Li Muchan smiled and said, "Miss Yang, do you want me to cover my eyes?"
"That's good." Yang Ruoruo nodded unceremoniously.
Li Muchan smiled bitterly, shook his head helplessly and said, "Please."
Yang Ruoruo took out a piece of black cloth from her arms, walked up to him and tied his eyes, humming: "How arrogant!"
A faint fragrance came from her body, and she took a few steps back. The fragrance came from the black cloth, and it seemed that it still carried her body fragrance.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I believe in the Yufeng Sect."
If it were another person, he would never agree to be blindfolded when he first arrived in a strange place. Although people in the martial arts world can see in all directions and hear in all directions, eyes are the most important. If you can't see, no matter how strong your martial arts is, you can't avoid the plot.
Especially in this world, spiritual energy is thin, internal energy cannot be released externally, and it cannot help the senses, so it is more difficult to sense secret calculations.
Yang Ruoruo snorted lightly: "There are no good people in your Ten Thousand Saints Sect!"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said: "People in the world misunderstand our Wan Sheng Sect, saying that we are the number one evil sect. In fact, all of our Wan Sheng Sect disciples have strict sect rules and will never dare to violate them. Although we cannot say that we are chivalrous and righteous, we will never do evil.
The first evil sect has indeed wronged us!"
Yang Ruoruo turned her head and glanced at him lightly, humming: "The Wan Sheng Sect is unscrupulous, ruthless, and kills without blinking an eye!"
Li Muchan has the Eye of the Void, so blindfolding is the same as not blindfolding. He can see the way Yang Ruoruo curls her tender lips.
Li Muchan sighed: "Although our sect says it is more ruthless, there is nothing we can do about it. In terms of ruthlessness, Longshan Sect and Linhai Pavilion are not inferior to us!"
Yang Ruoruo said: "We're here."
Her steps slowed down. Then a faint fragrance drifted into her nose. Li Muchan's eyes lit up. He took off the black cloth and saw a valley in front of him.
A group of gorgeous buildings were built along the mountainside, from the bottom of the valley to the top of the valley. Just in time for cooking in the early morning, the smoke from the cooking pots curled up, and the vitality hit our faces.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Is this the Yufeng Sect?"
"That's right." Yang Ruoruo nodded and walked inside. A narrow path led out of the valley. They were standing at the entrance of the valley, with dense and lush woods on both sides.
"Junior sister Yang!" Two young men suddenly emerged from the woods, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a bit of childishness between their brows.
"Hmm." Yang Ruoruo nodded lightly and kept walking.
"Who is he?!" The two looked at Li Muchan.
"From the Ten Thousand Saints Sect." Yang Ruoruo said.
"Uh--!" The two of them were suddenly startled, their eyes brightening.
Li Muchan clasped his fists and smiled: "What's wrong with Jianzong? It's too polite!"
"Are you a disciple of the Sword Sect of the Ninth Ten Thousand Saints Sect?!" The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Muchan nodded: "That's right."
The two of them looked at Yang Ruoruo suddenly: "Senior Sister Yang, Senior Sister Zhao was looking for you just now."
"I understand." Yang Ruoruo waved her hand. The two of them looked at Li Muchan curiously, then reluctantly retreated into the woods and disappeared.
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"Follow me." Yang Ruoruo said calmly.
Li Muchan followed her along the path inside, then along a bluestone path, through a small courtyard, and came to a three-story pavilion.
There is an open space in front of the pavilion, and a group of men and women are practicing martial arts with swords flashing. Most of them are young people. Occasionally, there are two or three middle-aged people who are giving them instructions.
Li Muchan glanced at them without looking at them again. These people's sword skills were exquisite. However, the fire level was far worse than that of Yang Ruoruo. No wonder she didn't practice in the valley, but ran to the top of the mountain.
When he saw Yang Ruoruo coming back, he was a little curious, but he didn't dare to take a second look. Yang Ruoruo didn't seem to see them. He went straight to the pavilion as if there was nothing there.
He stood in front of the gate and raised his voice: "Master, I brought someone from the Sword Sect with me!"
"Ruoruo?" In a clear and sweet voice, a beautiful woman in white appeared, stood in front of the gate, and looked at Li Muchan: "A disciple of the Sword Sect?"
Li Muchan took a look at this beautiful woman. Her facial features were profound and delicate, her eyes round and bright, her red lips alluring, her purity and seductive sexiness.
Li Muchan clasped his fists and smiled: "What's the point of Wan Sheng Sect, but the leader of the Yao Sect is Fang Jia?"
"Are you really a disciple of the Sword Sect?" The beautiful woman in white looked at him.
Li Muchan smiled: "Exactly."
"Are you a hermit?" the beautiful woman in white asked.
Li Muchan shook his head, and the beautiful woman in white frowned: "If you are not a hermit, how come I don't know about you?... Why... I have never heard of you!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Although I am not a hermit, I have been practicing sword practice."
"It seems that you have perfected your sword skills!" The beautiful woman in white pursed her lips and smiled, looking at him: "Are you the chief disciple of the Sword Sect?"
Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "Sect Master Yao has misunderstood. My qualifications are dull and I practice slower than others, so I can walk in the martial arts world."
"Interesting." The beautiful woman in white smiled sweetly: "I like humble people, but your cultivation is profound. This is not modesty, it is a lie! ... Forget it, please come in."
"Thank you, Sect Leader Yao." Li Muchan clasped his fists and smiled.
This beautiful woman in white is Yao Jiameng of the Yufeng Sect. She looks to be in her thirties, but her cultivation is profound and she is even better than Tang Tianyu, which is really amazing.
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As Li Muchan entered the hall, his eyes suddenly lit up. The interior of the hall was actually brighter than the outside. The snow-white carpet made people reluctant to step on it. The rest of the furniture was milky white, which was both bright and soft.
"Master He, are you okay, Brother Hu?" Yao Jiameng sat down lazily, looking at Li Muchan elegantly and smiling.
Li Muchan could feel the curiosity in her heart and sighed inwardly. It seemed that she knew the Sword Sect very well. Why did she know it so well? Someone with knowledge must have provided the information.
Li Muchan smiled: "Senior Brother Hu is in good health and in a happy mood. He is doing well."
"Are you actually Brother Hu's junior brother?" Yao Jiameng's long and thin eyebrows moved and said with a smile, "How disrespectful!"
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "It's just a promotion from Senior Brother Hu! ... Sect Leader Yao, this place is really an outstanding person, which is enviable!"
"Thank you." Yao Jiameng waved her jade hand and looked at Yang Ruoruo, who was standing aside coldly: "Ruoruo, did you start a fight with Mr. He?"
"Yes, Master. I can't catch a single move." Yang Ruoruo said.
"Oh——?" Yao Jiameng was surprised and said with a smile: "Can't you catch even one move?"
Yang Ruoruo nodded expressionlessly.
Yao Jiameng looked at Li Muchan: "I didn't expect Mr. He to be so powerful... How about we make two moves?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders!"
"Young Master He originally wanted to challenge me, right?" Yao Jiameng pursed her lips and smiled.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I have admired your sect's name for a long time, and Sect Master Yao is a heroic figure. I have admired your name for a long time, and of course I can't wait to have the opportunity!"
"Okay!" Yao Jiameng chuckled and said: "You Sword Sect disciples are so lovable and straightforward, so what do you say!... Ruoruo, come with the sword!"
"Master..." Yang Ruoruo hesitated for a moment and said calmly: "I'll go call the master!"
"Little girl, do you think you will definitely fail as a teacher?" Yao Jiameng snorted angrily.
Yang Ruoruo was cold and expressionless. She bit her lip lightly and did not deny it, obviously acquiescing.
Yao Jiameng chuckled: "Master He, Ruoruo has a very arrogant temperament and has never taken anyone in the world seriously. You can beat her to lose confidence, it's extraordinary!"
Yang Ruoruo said: "Master, I will definitely defeat him!"
"When?" Yao Jiameng asked with a smile.
Yang Ruoruo said with a cold face: "It won't take long!"
Yao Jiameng chuckled: "When Mr. He is three or four hundred years old and unable to move, will you defeat him again?"
"Master!" Yang Ruoruo gave her a blank look.
Yao Jiameng chuckled twice and shook his head: "Okay, go and invite your master!"
"Yes!" Yang Ruoruo agreed neatly, turned around and left.
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Li Muchan smiled and said: "It's rare for Miss Yang to have such enthusiasm at such a young age!"
"You are also young, and your temper is much deeper than hers!" Yao Jiameng chuckled: "You are so old-fashioned! How old is Mr. He?"
Li Muchan thought for a moment and smiled: "Almost thirty."
Yao Jiameng clicked his tongue twice in admiration, shook his head and said: "Okay, let's make two moves. How do you practice the sword canon of your sword sect?"
Li Muchan shook his head: "The Sword Code is vast and profound, and I can only scratch the surface!"
Yao Jiameng chuckled and said: "As soon as I heard this, I knew it was not true. It's so humble. I want to try it. Look at my palms!"
She flashed in front of Li Muchan, and with a slight stroke of her jade palm, it turned into a knife and struck down, lightly and silently, like a lover's touch.
Li Muchan gently tapped her wrist with his fingers. Half of Yao Jiameng's body felt numb and she couldn't help but take a step back and looked at him in surprise.
Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "Sect Master Yao, please give me more advice!"
"Good boy, come again!" Yao Jiameng disappeared in a flash and appeared behind Li Muchan, pressing his jade palm to his vest silently.
Li Muchan did not turn around, but raised his arm backwards, as if he had eyes on the back of his head.
Yao Jiameng avoided his fingers, her jade palms were like fluttering butterflies, fast and delicate, enough to dazzle people and make it difficult to take care of both.
However, Li Muchan stopped still and raised his finger awkwardly. The two of them seemed to be using palm skills and fingering skills, but in fact they were sword skills. The sword skills were transferred into the palms of their hands.
The swordsmanship of both of them has reached a certain level, and there is no move that is not a swordsmanship. Whether it is fists, palms or finger steps, they all contain exquisite swordsmanship.
In the blink of an eye, a hundred attacks came over. When footsteps sounded, Yao Jiameng stepped back and stared at Li Muchan with brighter eyes. She knew that Li Muchan had to give in to her, otherwise she would have been defeated long ago.
"Master!" She turned around and clasped her fists, smiling happily: "The Sword Sect is about to turn over!"
Yang Ruoruo came in behind a middle-aged beautiful woman. The middle-aged beautiful woman looked slightly older than Yao Jiameng, but the look in her eyes revealed the vicissitudes of life, and people could faintly tell that she was older than she looked.
"Young Master He, right?" The middle-aged beautiful woman looked at Li Muchan with a smile, her eyes were gentle and gentle, without any hostility, which made Li Muchan puzzled. It seemed that the Sword Sect and the Yufeng Sect had a hidden secret.
Li Muchan clasped his fists and smiled: "I have met Senior Zhong."
He had done some research on the Yufeng Sect and knew that the beautiful middle-aged woman in front of him was Zhong Qingbi, the sect leader of the previous generation. She hated evil so much that she was ruthless and ruthless, and young people would run away after hearing the news.
But looking at her current temperament and demeanor, there is no violence at all. It is hard to imagine that she killed hundreds of people, which is horrifying.
"No need to be polite." Zhong Qingbi waved her hands and sighed softly: "I didn't expect that the Sword Sect would finally have another disciple walking in the martial arts world!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Senior Zhong and Senior Brother Hu know each other?"
"Alas..." Zhong Qingbi shook her head, her eyes gradually faded, as if she was lost in memories.
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