Li Muchan looked at her quietly, curious in his heart.
After a while, Zhong Qingbi shook her head and sighed, withdrew her gaze and turned to look at him: "He wanted to restore the prestige of the Sword Sect. Now that you are here, he has achieved his wish, right?".
She has profound cultivation, but she cannot see through the depth of Li Muchan. He is obviously higher than herself. Such cultivation at such an age is rare in this world, and he is even better than Hu Chu.
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "Who am I? Senior Brother Hu has great ambitions and cultivates hard. I am far inferior to me. Does Senior Zhong recognize Senior Brother Hu?"
"Well, we know each other." Zhong Qingbi nodded lightly and said, "You came to Mengshan to practice martial arts?"
Li Muchan was disappointed. She obviously didn't mean to say more and said with a smile: "Traveling thousands of miles, I have seen all kinds of swordsmanship in the world."
"This is a good idea." Zhong Qingbi nodded lightly: "Have you compared it with Meng'er?"
Yao Jiameng said: "Master, I'm far behind."
"Then let me try it myself." Zhong Qingbi said.
Li Muchan smiled: "Then this junior will be offended."
"It seems you are here well prepared?" Zhong Qingbi looked at him calmly.
Li Muchan said with a smile: "I have heard about the name of Yufeng Sect for a long time and its unique swordsmanship. It is really a big regret that I can't experience the swordsmanship of Yufeng Sect!"
"Okay!" Zhong Qingbi turned around and went out. Yang Ruoruo glared at Li Muchan. She originally thought that Li Muchan was brought here by her, but originally everything was planned by him, and she looked like a fool!
Li Muchan smiled apologetically and said nothing.
The four of them walked out of the hall and came to the open space outside. Li Muchan drew his sword and slowly wiped the blade with his parallel fingers like a sword. The sword suddenly shone brightly. He smiled and said: "Senior Zhong, please——!"
"Eh?!" Zhong Qingbi's face changed slightly: "Have you mastered Jian Gang?"
"Luckily, there was a small success." Li Muchan smiled.
Zhong Qingbi shook her head and sighed, pulled out half of her sword and returned it to its sheath. She shook her head and said, "Forget it, there's no need to compete. I can't beat you!"
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, and Zhong Qingbi said: "How can I be your opponent when the sword is released? I didn't expect you to practice to this extent!"
Li Muchan said: "Jiangang only slightly increases the sharpness of the sword. Senior Zhong is serious."
Zhong Qingbi sighed: "Don't think I don't understand. Once you master the sword's strength, your sword speed will exceed the limit. No matter how hard it is, I won't be able to defeat you!"
Yang Ruoruoming stared at Li Muchan with wide eyes, and Yao Jiameng sighed: "I really didn't expect..."
Zhong Qingbi said calmly: "Since you have mastered Sword Gang, you don't have to challenge our swordsmanship. Farewell!"
After she said that, she turned around and left. Li Muchan smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Yao Jiameng rolled her eyes at Li Muchan and said, "Master He, now that you have mastered the sword, you still talk about swordsmanship. Are you just entertaining us?"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said: "Although I have mastered sword skills, I am not invincible. I have no other intention of pursuing the wonderful realm of swordsmanship."
"Okay. Why did you come to Mengshan?" Yao Jiameng said.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I want to watch Mengshan Mountain in the rain and understand the mystery of nature."
"It's raining..." Yao Jiameng looked at the sky, frowned and pondered for a moment. He nodded and said, "It will rain in the next two days, you can wait and see."
"Thank you so much, Master Yao." Li Muchan clasped his fists.
He has the ability to perceive celestial phenomena, but he is not very accurate in this world. Yao Jiameng is a local snake and is familiar with the situation here, so his predictions will be more accurate.
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In Mengshan Mountain, drizzle was falling one after another, as if a layer of gauze shrouded the entire Mengshan Mountain. The fog seemed to be a little thicker, and you couldn't see below from the top of the mountain.
Li Muchan stood on the big stone with his long sword stuck beside him, looking at the sky quietly, feeling the power of the sky. There seemed to be no condensed thunder and lightning.
He is extremely sensitive to thunder and lightning, and there is still a faint trace of thunder and lightning power left in his body. Even with the pure and substantive internal power of Yuan Jian Jue, it still cannot be dispelled, which shows how powerful it is.
With this power of thunder and lightning, he is more sensitive to thunder and lightning. As long as it gathers in the sky, he can feel it. Similarly, he is also more susceptible to the attention of thunder and lightning, and is more attracted to thunder and lightning.
He always avoided being outside when it rained and thundered, and stayed at high places to avoid being struck by lightning. He was not confident that he could catch the lightning every time.
"Boom..." A roar sounded fiercely, shaking in the sky.
Li Muchan was refreshed and tense at the same time, here we come!
"Boom..." Thunder and lightning were rolling, and in a blink of an eye, they were approaching. Li Muchan's true energy was flowing faster and faster, mixed with the power of thunder and lightning.
"Crack!" The sky brightened suddenly, illuminating the whole world. Li Muchan narrowed his eyes and disappeared in an instant, appearing only ten feet away.
Numbness and pain appeared at the same time. Li Muchan desperately used Yuanjian Jue to disperse the thunder and lightning, and unknowingly absorbed the power of thunder and lightning.
No matter how strong the internal force is, it cannot compare to thunder and lightning, just like water and mercury.
He was facing life and death, and his spiritual power suddenly joined his internal power. The two combined and pushed hard to drive away the thunder and lightning.
At this critical moment of life and death, his extremely tyrannical mental power combined with his internal power, and an inexplicable change occurred. He was suddenly pure and abnormal, and actually drove the power of thunder and lightning.
"Crack!" Another bolt of lightning shone through the sky and the earth, and then there was thunder, "rumbling..." and the whole Mengshan Mountain was shaking.
Li Muchan had disappeared where he was. Just now another bolt of lightning came, and he appeared in another place two feet away, regardless of the cold sweat. A little later, he was now completely wiped out.
The stronger the lightning power contained in his body, the more lightning he was struck by. One after another, he was hit by lightning. While he was desperately activating the Yuan Sword Technique, he used teleportation to barely dodge, maxing out his potential.
Thunder rolled, lightning flashed, and cracks appeared in the sky from time to time, shining through the sky and the earth. He was exhausted and wanted to run away several times. He did not take this risk anymore. His life was indeed in danger. A slight mistake would be a mistake in such a situation.
It's too dangerous to be reduced to ashes.
However, a strong force supported him. Every time he wanted to retreat, he gritted his teeth and endured the danger of his life again and again.
In such an extreme environment, his spirit continued to increase, and his internal energy continued to be refined. He didn't know how long it took, it seemed like a hundred years, and finally the thunder and lightning dissipated, and the sky cleared after the rain.
He stopped where he was and turned into a statue.
In the early morning of the next day, Yang Ruoruo came to Mengshan to practice swordsmanship as usual. The air that had just rained was particularly fresh. She was dressed in a fluttering white shirt, her steps were brisk, and her mood was particularly good. The depression caused by Li Muchan's scheme dissipated.
She stopped when she reached the top of the mountain and stared at a pitch-black statue. She looked around the pitch-black statue for a while, frowning and thinking.
She didn't recognize that it was Li Muchan. She really couldn't recognize his original appearance. His hair was gone and he looked like a figure carved from black charcoal.
She thought for a while and did not rush up to disturb him. She felt a little angry, but sat aside curiously and watched intently.
The sun rose from the east, and thousands of rays of rays of light shone on Li Muchan, dyeing his dark body red and black. "Shhh..." a long and long whistle sounded.
Yang Ruoruo's eyes widened and she covered her ears. She felt that the whistling sound was getting louder and louder, and her blood surged, as if she was going to be knocked unconscious.
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