Li Muchan frowned, strode to the small courtyard next to him, walked straight through the main room to the bedroom, where Lin Shaobai was lying on the couch.
His face was as golden as a layer of gold powder, and his expression was gloomy. When he saw Li Muchan coming, he forced a smile: "Junior Brother Li..."
Li Muchan moved a stool to sit in front of the couch, put his hand on his wrist, closed his eyes for a moment, raised his head, and frowned: "Who did it?"
"Senior Brother Zhang." Wu Ren said in a deep voice.
Two young men in blue shirts, one named Wu Ren and the other named An Sijian, stood behind Li Muchan with an angry look on their faces. Wu Ren said in a deep voice: "Brother Zhang Sitong!"
Li Muchan frowned and said, "What is the deep hatred between Senior Brother Zhang and Senior Brother Lin?"
"Senior Brother Zhang is an inner disciple!" Wu Ren snorted angrily: "He likes Senior Sister Zhu, but Senior Sister Zhu likes Junior Brother Lin..."
Li Muchan suddenly nodded, he turned out to be a love rival, no wonder he was so ruthless.
"It doesn't matter to me." Lin Shaobai shook his head and said, "Don't tell Senior Sister Zhu."
Li Muchan turned around and asked: "Senior Brother Wu, Senior Brother An, doesn't this violate the rules of the palace?"
Both of them shook their heads, and An Sijian sighed: "Disciples, it doesn't matter as long as you don't kill people. The cabinet supports this."
Li Muchan nodded, understanding that this was to increase the disciples' sense of worry, to compete with each other, and even to become enemies, which would only encourage the disciples to practice hard and work hard.
If the disciples are all in harmony, but have no desire to strive for progress, human nature is like this, and we can't blame Tianyuan Pavilion for having such rules.
Wu Rendao: "Junior Brother Lin, I'm afraid I can't hide it from Senior Sister Zhu!"
Lin Shaobai beat the bed angrily: "He will definitely go to Senior Sister Zhu to stir up trouble, this despicable villain!"
"Senior Brother Lin. Is this Senior Brother Zhang very strong in martial arts?" Li Muchan asked with a frown.
Lin Shaobai sighed helplessly: "His character is not very good, but his martial arts is indeed very powerful."
Li Muchan said: "Then I want to talk for a while."
Lin Shaobai waved his hands hurriedly: "Forget it, if Senior Sister Zhu knows, I will be really embarrassed to live. I have to defeat Zhang with my own ability!"
Li Muchan shook his head disapprovingly: "Senior Brother Zhang is an inner disciple, Senior Brother Lin, you..."
Lin Shaobai said: "I am not a vegetarian. I will practice hard in seclusion after my injury is healed. I don't believe I can't deal with him! Cough cough cough cough..."
His body contracted violently and he coughed violently.
Li Muchan gently pressed his vest, and he slowly stopped coughing. The corners of his mouth were already stained with blood. He wiped it and said bitterly: "It would be unworthy of a gentleman not to avenge this!"
Li Muchan said: "Senior Brother Lin, your injury is very serious and you need to rest carefully. It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Don't think about this in a hurry, lest your anger will add to your heart and hurt."
"I can't die." Lin Shaobai shook his head and said, "Junior Brother Li, don't worry, I won't be impulsive."
Li Muchan nodded.
While the four of them were talking, footsteps sounded, and a burly young man slowly walked in with his hands behind his back, looking up and down the room. Then he looked at the four of them.
Li Muchan took a look at this man. He had a burly figure, a simple and honest appearance, and his Chinese character face gave people the impression of loyalty and reliability, and he could not feel any ill feelings.
"You..." Lin Shaobai pointed at the visitor angrily: "How dare you come!"
"Junior brother Lin, let me take a look at your injury." The visitor smiled and asked with concern: "Is it okay?"
Li Muchan looked at Wu Ren, Wu Ren made a mouth shape, and Li Muchan understood clearly that it was Zhang Sitong.
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"I've let you down, I can't die!" Lin Shaobai sneered and glared at Zhang Sitong.
Zhang Sitong smiled and shook his head: "You are really dead. I am in big trouble. According to me, you are not so easy to beat!"
"Are you here to laugh at me?!" Lin Shaobai snorted coldly.
Zhang Sitong shook his head: "Junior Brother Lin, if you are not capable of protecting yourself, how can you protect others? Which woman would follow you?!"
"I don't have to worry about it!" Lin Shaobai said coldly.
Zhang Sitong: "In my opinion, Junior Brother Lin, you should be honest and practice martial arts hard. Put other things aside and don't be distracted and delay your martial arts training."
"Huh!" Lin Shaobai said coldly: "I don't want to do what you want!"
"Junior brother Lin, don't blame me if you say this!" Zhang Sitong frowned and said, "As a senior brother, you have the obligation to supervise your junior brother to practice, right?"
"Ahem!" Wu Ren coughed and said loudly: "Senior Brother Zhang, you are an inner sect disciple, why are you in charge of our outer sect?"
"Junior brother Wu, you are very brave!" Zhang Sitong stared at Wu Ren with narrowed eyes.
Wu Ren felt guilty, but he gritted his teeth and said with an unchanging expression: "Justice is in the heart of the people, and there is no way to explain everything. Senior Brother Zhang, you are an inner disciple, and we are outer disciples. We should never offend against each other... Besides, you are an inner disciple and we are an outer disciple."
Senior Brother Zhang, you have been in the pavilion since you were young and have cultivated profound mental skills, but you come here to compete with us. Wouldn't you make people laugh? You have the guts to compete with Senior Sister Bai!"
"Haha, let's compete with Senior Sister Bai?!" Zhang Sitong laughed and shook his head: "I can't beat Senior Sister Bai, and I won't ask for trouble."
An Sijian sneered: "Senior Brother Zhang, you can't beat Senior Sister Bai, so you come to bully our outer disciples. It's really admirable!"
"What a sharp mouth!" Zhang Sitong looked at the three of them, shook his head and said: "But no matter how sharp your mouth is, it can't be stronger than your fists. We in the martial arts talk about strength, not eloquence! ... If you are not convinced, you might as well discuss it!
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Li Muchan smiled: "Then I'll ask Senior Brother Zhang for advice!"
"Hmm -?" Zhang Sitong glanced at Li Muchan unexpectedly.
The other three people also looked over unexpectedly, and Lin Shaobai hurriedly said: "Junior Brother Li, don't be like him!"
The other two people also spoke and advised him not to act impulsively.
They all know that Zhang Si Tong is five years older than He Sen, started eight years earlier, and has even better qualifications, and can be considered a master in the inner sect.
Li Muchan can defeat He Sen, but he may not be able to defeat Zhang Sitong, and this time is different from the last time. Zhang Sitong looks loyal, but his attacks are ruthless. If he is really injured, it will delay the big event.
Li Muchan waved his hand and looked straight at Zhang Sitong.
Zhang Sitong chuckled and said, "You are the Li Wuji who defeated Junior Brother He, right?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Exactly, please give me some advice from Senior Brother Zhang!"
Zhang Sitong smiled and nodded: "It seems that Junior Brother Li is an expert and bold. Well, I will help you and let's go and compare!"
"Junior Brother Li!" Lin Shaobai was anxious.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior Brother Lin, please be patient and be back soon!"
"You must be careful..." Lin Shaobai shook his head, and his heart was racing, knowing that he wanted to find a way for himself, but this Si Tong is very treacherous. He is more powerful in martial arts and more scheming. People who are unfamiliar with him will definitely take action.
You will suffer a loss!
Li Muchan nodded with a smile and stepped out of the bedroom. He walked through the main room and came to the center of the courtyard. He looked at Zhang Sitong with his hands behind his back: "Senior Brother Zhang, please!"
Wu Ren and An Sijian helped Lin Shaobai out and stood aside to watch.
Lin Shaobai sneered and said: "Zhang, if you cheat, we will all look down upon you!"
"Junior brother Lin, what you said is wrong. When did I cheat? Falsehood and reality are a kind of martial arts. How can you blame others if you can't distinguish?" Zhang Sitong laughed.
Lin Shaobai sneered disdainfully.
Wu Rendao: "Junior brother Li, be careful of his deception."
Li Muchan nodded: "Senior Brother Zhang, please stop!"
"Okay!" Zhang Sitong said with a smile: "I will take action first!"
He disappeared from the spot in a flash and appeared behind Li Muchan. A punch mark shot out from his fist and hit Li Muchan's vest. The speed was extremely fast.
Lin Shaobai opened his mouth and groaned bitterly. This was almost a sneak attack. As a senior brother, it was really shameless to do this!
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head, then turned around and punched. "Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and Lin Shaobai felt his ears tremble, his energy and blood surged, and he almost spit out another mouthful of blood.
His eyes were blurry, and he woke up in a moment. When he looked again, Zhang Sitong covered his chest and stared at Li Muchan in disbelief.
Li Muchan clasped his fists and smiled: "Senior Brother Zhang, I accept my concession!"
"You..." As soon as Zhang Sitong opened his mouth, a blood arrow spurted out, and his body was shaky and almost fell down.
Wu Ren and An Sijian looked at him coldly, motionless, hoping that he would fall to the ground. Unfortunately, Zhang Sitong barely managed to stand still, his face seemed to be coated with a layer of gold powder, and his eyes suddenly dimmed.
This mouthful of blood seemed to drain his energy, and his whole body suddenly became weak.
"Okay! Okay!" Zhang Sitong sneered, stared at Li Muchan and nodded vigorously: "I've really learned from you, I didn't expect Junior Brother Li to be so accomplished!"
Li Muchan smiled: "Senior Brother Zhang, do you want to give me some more advice?"
Zhang Sitong glanced at Lin Shaobai with a sneer: "Junior Brother Lin has such strong support, it is really gratifying, but it is a pity that no matter how strong your friend is, it is not you. Junior Brother Li cannot be with you forever!"
Lin Shaobai sneered: "I won't worry about this, Senior Brother Zhang, don't worry about it!"
"Okay then, farewell!" Zhang Sitong sneered, clasped his fists and walked out of the yard slowly.
Wu Ren and An Sijian immediately cheered and laughed. Zhang Sitong walked slowly. As soon as he walked out of the yard, he heard the cheers inside. He suddenly became angry and spit out another mouthful of blood.
He turned his head and glared at the small courtyard bitterly, gritting his teeth, and then sighed dejectedly, I am afraid he will never be able to avenge this, because Li Wuji's internal strength is too deep.
If anything else, we can rely on the inner disciples' unique talents and learn more sophisticated martial arts to suppress them, but internal strength cannot be strengthened in an instant. Even the most exquisite mental skills require the accumulation of time and effort, and they can be strengthened bit by bit.
, cannot be achieved overnight.
While pacing slowly, he gritted his teeth and thought about what tricks he could use to make Li Muchan's life easier. After much deliberation, he couldn't think of any tricks he could use on Mingqiu.
He sneered and slowly quickened his pace.
"Haha, it's so satisfying!" Wu Ren and An Sijian cheered and applauded: "It's so happy to see the person named Zhang in such a mess!"
Lin Shaobai also laughed heartily, but quickly stopped his smile: "Junior Brother Li, you have to be careful in the future, this guy named Zhang is a villain!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "I saved it!"
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The four of them were talking and laughing when footsteps sounded, a red shadow flashed, and it was Zhu Ling who came.
"Sister Zhu...Senior Sister Zhu." Lin Shaobai suddenly suppressed his smile and blushed.
Zhu Ling turned a blind eye to the three of them, Li Muchan, and stared at Lin Shaobai, looking him up and down: "Is your injury okay?"
Lin Shaobai shook his head hurriedly: "It's a small injury, it will be fine in a few days."
"Really?" Zhu Ling snorted, came closer, grabbed his wrist, checked it, and hummed: "Such a serious injury, it will take a month!"
She took out a jade bottle from her arms, which was green and sparkling, and seemed to have brilliance flowing around it. She poured out a snow-white pill and pressed it into Lin Shaobai's mouth.
Lin Shaobai was startled. The pill had turned into a fragrance and entered his stomach.
"Senior sister...?" Lin Shaobai looked at her doubtfully.
Zhu Ling said: "This is the Five Spirit Pills. If you take it, you will be fine in three days!"
Lin Shaobai felt a little uncomfortable: "Senior sister..."
Zhu Ling waved her little hand: "Okay, don't be verbose! ... If you recover from your own injuries, not to mention how much time is wasted, if you leave hidden injuries and leave hidden dangers in the future, it will delay your progress in cultivation!"
Lin Shaobai shook his head helplessly. This is exactly the difference between the inner disciples and the outer disciples. She has this kind of Five Spirit Pill, and the outer disciples want to have it. They need merit to get it, and the Five Spirit Pill is a superior pill that requires a lot of effort.
Great credit. Outer disciples have changed their mind to martial arts when they have made credit. How dare they waste it on elixirs!
Thinking of this, he became angry and hummed: "As expected of an inner disciple!"
Zhu Ling's round and beautiful face sank, her arched eyebrows raised, and she slapped her: "You are a wolf-hearted person!"
Lin Shaobai staggered and almost fell down.
"Senior Sister Zhu!" Wu Ren shouted hurriedly.
Zhu Ling turned around and glared at him: "What is it called!... Don't worry, he won't die!"
Lin Shaobai stood up straight and breathed a sigh of relief. This palm seemed heavy, but in fact it had little force. Instead, it brought in an internal force and activated the medicine.
Lin Shaobai hurriedly said: "He is cheating, of course I am not his opponent!"
"Hmph, Senior Brother Zhang can defeat you even without cheating!" Zhu Ling said angrily: "You don't practice well. Are you finally getting angry?"
Lin Shaobai sneered: "He has bad intentions."
"What's wrong?" Zhu Ling asked.
Lin Shaobai sneered: "You don't know?"
Zhu Ling stared at her bright almond-shaped eyes with anger and anger: "What do I know?!"
Lin Shaobai turned his head. Seeing this, Li Muchan waved to Wu Ren and An Sijian to leave, but Zhu Ling saw them.
She hummed: "Junior Brother Li. Didn't you teach Senior Brother Zhang a lesson?"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly, knowing that he was offended, Wu Ren said proudly: "Senior Sister Zhu, you wrongly blamed Junior Brother Li. Just now, Junior Brother Li gave Senior Brother Zhang a lesson!"
"Oh——?" Zhu Lingming's eyes lit up.
Li Muchan waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's nothing. He went too far and I couldn't be more angry."
An Sijian said solemnly: "You hurt Junior Brother Lin and then come here to show off your power. It's really unethical. Everyone who sees it will be angry!"
Lin Shaobai was a little embarrassed.
Zhu Ling sneered: "Who can you blame? I can only blame you for your low ability, otherwise he would dare to be so presumptuous?"
Lin Shaobai's face suddenly darkened: "Senior Sister Zhu, our martial arts are low and we are not worthy of your concern. Please do as you please!"
Zhu Lingtong's face tightened and he snorted: "You are just a human, but you have a dog's temper!... Junior Brother Li, how did you teach Senior Brother Zhang a lesson?"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "One punch."
"Didn't you hurt him?" Zhu Ling said dissatisfied.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I guess it will take a few days to recover from the injury."
Zhu Ling pouted in dissatisfaction: "Huh, I gave him an advantage, but if it were me, I would have to let him lie down for a year and a half!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "It depends on what he does. If he uses exercises to heal his injuries, he will suffer a lot."
"Interesting." Zhu Ling smiled: "What tricks did you use?"
Li Muchan said: "It's nothing, there are just a few hidden energies hidden in his body. Once he uses his skills to heal his injuries, they will be activated together, which will keep him busy."
"Is there such a way?" Zhu Ling asked curiously.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Some strange outsiders are not worth mentioning. Are you okay, Senior Sister Bai?"
Zhu Lingtong pursed his lips and smiled: "Senior Sister Bai praised you, saying that you are a rare swordsman wizard."
Li Muchan said: "I don't dare to take it seriously."
"Senior Sister Bai never praises others, but she praised you for the first time. It seems that you are indeed quite capable." Zhu Ling waved her little hand and looked him up and down: "When can you master the twelve swords?"
Li Muchan thought for a while: "Give me a month, and I can practice a sword technique."
"One move a month?" Zhu Ling said with a smile: "Okay, I will tell Senior Sister Bai. If you can really practice one move in a month, then you are really a genius... I will let Senior Sister Bai give the order and no one will bother you.
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Li Muchan cupped his fists and smiled: "Thank you, Senior Sister Zhu."
He really wanted to retreat and study the Twelve Swords of Tianyuan. The Twelve Swords of Tianyuan were mysterious and unpredictable. The more he studied them, the more mysterious he became, which overturned his original impression.
Each of these twelve sword techniques has a kind of sword intention, and it has infinite meanings. It is similar to his sword intention of breaking through the sky, so he vaguely felt that he should study it in detail.
However, as an outer sect disciple, he needs to make meritorious deeds and be ordered to do something. He cannot just sit back and practice. Bai Mingqiu, as the most outstanding master of the inner sect, has a different status. His words are effective and he can fulfill his wishes and calm down.
Practice.
Zhu Ling kept her word, and after she returned, news came out that as a new disciple, he needed to get used to it for a while, so there was no need to do anything yet.
Time passed like water as he studied the swordsmanship, and seven days seemed to pass in the blink of an eye.
Early that morning, he left his small courtyard, walked up, came to a small courtyard, and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" Zhang Sitong's deep voice came from inside.
Li Muchan smiled: "Brother Zhang, it's me, Li Wuji."
"Junior Brother Li?!" The courtyard door was opened, Zhang Sitong frowned and stared at him: "Why are you here?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I came over to see Senior Brother Zhang. Has Senior Brother's injury healed?"
"That's almost it." Zhang Sitong hummed in a deep voice.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Then I'll be relieved. I didn't do it lightly or seriously before, and I hurt Senior Brother Zhang. I've been feeling uneasy."
"It's normal to compare martial arts, it's nothing." Zhang Sitong said calmly.
Li Muchan looked around the courtyard: "Senior Brother Zhang, do you think we should go in and talk?"
Zhang Sitong hesitated and hummed: "Come in!"
After the two of them entered the hospital, Zhang Sitong had no intention of inviting him into the room. He stood in the center of the hospital and said in a deep voice: "Tell me, what are you doing here?"
Li Muchan smiled: "The last time I asked Senior Brother Zhang for advice, I couldn't pass a single move. It was really itchy. Senior Brother Zhang's injury has healed. I want to ask Senior Brother Zhang for advice again!"
Zhang Sitong's face darkened and he hummed: "No need!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior Brother Zhang is probably afraid. Don't worry, my attack will be more serious this time. Senior Brother Zhang will not be so seriously injured again!"
"Li, are you threatening me?" Zhang Sitong sneered.
Li Muchan looked at him in confusion: "Senior Brother Zhang, why did you say this?!... I really want to see the true abilities of our inner disciples."
Zhang Sitong pondered for a moment and sneered: "Li, I'm willing to be the inferior, so there's no need to compete!"
He secretly resented it, knowing that Li Muchan was attacking first, because he was afraid that he would cause trouble, so he challenged him first to scare himself! (To be continued...)
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