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Chapter 35

Fortunately, each disciple of the Shenquan Sect also had a small courtyard. After he returned to the small courtyard, he hid and never went out, and no one came in.

The disciple he pretended to be was withdrawn and unlovable. He rarely interacted with other disciples in the sect and did not like to go out. He only focused on practicing martial arts hard, so he was able to become a sect through hard training.

The small courtyard is ordinary, very simple, with almost nothing except the simplest furniture and furnishings. It seems that the owner has no hobbies, only practicing martial arts, which is very boring.

Li Muchan got what he wanted. He first moved his inner strength on the couch for a while, then took out a few pieces of jade pendants, concentrated on them, and branded the formation talisman with his mind.

This world is different from the original world, but Li Muchan found that his formation can be applied. It must still be a void, where metal, wood, water, fire, earth, yin and yang and the five elements are in harmony.

This was not possible in the previous world, and the formation was useless.

However, the formation symbols in this world are different from those in the original world. They are a set of symbols that Li Muchan has never seen before, and their power is indistinguishable.

Li Muchan has been immersed in the formation method for a long time. As his understanding of the way of heaven and earth deepens, he also becomes more and more sophisticated in the formation method.

Moreover, he is now more energetic. When making the talisman, he reached a high state and transformed gods into talismans. Unfortunately, he was still far away from the highest state - the void talisman.

Time passed slowly, and Li Muchan finished making the eight jade talismans. The jade talismans were flowing brightly and brilliantly, but they showed that the spiritual energy had been converged to the extreme.

He suddenly disappeared and then reappeared with a smile on his face. It seemed that the talisman array protecting the sect was not activated. The Shenquan Sect was really arrogant, thinking that no one would dare to attack the sect.

His teleportation was able to go smoothly. So he settled down, had some food outside, then teleported back, and then opened the Eye of the Void to observe the entire Shenquan Sect.

He was very patient and kept observing for two days. On the night of the third day, he suddenly appeared in a hall. There were many bookshelves in the hall. He appeared in front of a low bookshelf, picked up two secret books and disappeared quickly. He returned.

Arrive at the small courtyard.

With lights on in the room, he opened two secret books and smiled. One was the Divine Fist of Ice and Fire, the other was the Divine Fist of Shaking the Mountain.

The combination of Tianji Jue and teleportation is truly infinitely powerful. They came and went freely in the heavily guarded Fist Hall. He felt that there were four top masters guarding the four directions, sitting in the hall. If he did not have the Tianji Jue to protect him, he would disappear into the void.

Even if you teleport, you can't escape their induction.

At this level, their intuition is astonishing. In terms of the depth of their inner strength and the depth of their cultivation, he is far inferior to him. It actually feels like an abyss or an ocean.

He bit the bullet and tried it, and the Secret Technique was magical. He stole the secret book silently. Both of these secret books were top-level and were the treasures of the sect.

He quickly read the secret book and burned it into his mind. Then he disappeared again and reappeared in front of the small shelf. He emptied the remaining two secret books, returned to the small courtyard again, and burned them into his mind. A giant book.

Boxing, a book of magic-conquering boxing.

He stood in the courtyard with his hands folded, pacing in the moonlight.

There is also a method of suppressing the sect of the Shenquan Sect, called Shaking Shenquan, which is a supreme skill that can hurt people invisible. It is said that someone in the sect has mastered it.

However, it would take a long time to master this God-Shaking Fist, and Li Muchan felt that the person who had mastered it might be guarding this fist.

His reason told him that he had to give up because he couldn't beat this man, but there was a rush in his heart that was ready to go and see this man and see this sect-suppressing divine fist.

He walked a few steps and suddenly stopped, standing quietly, thinking motionlessly. This time he put aside the Secret Art, put aside his intuition, and went straight to his heart, should he go or not?

After a while, he sighed, suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had arrived at the Quan Zong Hall.

It was quiet inside the Quan Zong Hall. Rows of bookshelves filled the hall. There was an open space in the center of the hall, with a radius of more than ten steps. There was a stone table in the open space with a red wooden box placed on it. It looked dim and there was nothing surprising about it.

Li Muchan stood in the dark, looking at the small wooden box, knowing that there contained the Shaking God Fist.

He could feel the four people on the second floor, occupying the four corners and sitting as motionless as dead trees. They were both practicing and guarding this place.

He was protected by Tianji Jue and could avoid the four people's reactions, but he believed that they would know it as long as he moved the wooden box in the center.

His Secret Art can protect himself, but cannot protect external objects. This wooden box has always been remembered by them, and any slight change will definitely escape their notice.

He pondered for a moment, and eight jade talismans slowly floated out in all directions. Suddenly, shouts sounded: "Who?!"

Li Muchan activated the formation, and appeared beside the stone table in a flash. With a touch of his hand, the wooden box broke open, revealing the yellowed silk volume inside, and then he put it in his arms and disappeared.

"Bang!" "Bang" "Bang" "Bang" came out with muffled sounds, followed by roars. The four old men punched like mountains, but they could not shake the formation.

The formation set up by Li Muchan was extremely powerful. Unfortunately, because the time was too short, it could not fully exert its power for a while. The longer the time passed, the thicker the condensed spiritual energy of heaven and earth became, and the stronger the power became.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" Violent collision sounds kept ringing, and finally there was a muffled "bang", the stone table turned into powder, rows of bookshelves fell down, exploded to pieces, and most of the fist sect hall was destroyed.

The four old men in black clothes stood back to back, motionless among the flying debris. The four took two steps, glanced around, and then turned to look at each other. Seeing the murderous intent and anger in each other's eyes, they

I never thought that such a day would come!

"Let's go!" The four of them glanced at the destroyed Quan Zong Hall, their faces became increasingly gloomy and ugly, and they turned into four shadows and shot out of the Quan Zong Palace, heading straight towards the small courtyard where Li Muchan was.

But when they arrived at the small courtyard, Li Muchan was not there, and they headed outside the sect again. They could sense where the secret book was, especially the old man who had practiced Shaking God Fist.

The four of them descended the mountain in the blink of an eye, but halfway through, the old man in front of them suddenly stopped, his face so ugly that he could shed water.

He was wearing black clothes, was short, and had a long scar covering half of his face. He looked a little scary, and his eyes were so unpredictable that people dared not look directly at him.

"Damn it!" he roared angrily, slapping it with his palm, and "bang" the ground exploded, and a pit as high as a person appeared after the sand fell.

"What's the matter, Second Senior Brother?!" asked the three old men next to him.

"Gone!" The scar-faced old man said gloomily.

The expression of the three old men changed: "The secret book is missing?!"

Looking at the face of the scar-faced old man, they knew they had guessed correctly, and their hearts kept sinking. An old man with a round face hurriedly asked: "Can't you sense it?"

"Destroyed!" The scarred old man gritted his teeth, his voice coming out from between his teeth.

"What!?" The three of them were furious.

"It doesn't matter, Second Senior Brother, haven't you mastered it?" said the round-faced old man.

The scar-faced old man shook his head: "I haven't mastered it yet, I'm still one level behind!"

"Then just rewrite it!" said the round-faced old man.

The scar-faced old man roared angrily: "How can the rewritten one be as good as the original one? I can't draw exactly the same picture as above!"

"Then what should we do?!" said the round-faced old man: "The secret book is destroyed and we can't catch it, what should we do?"

"Ah..." The scar-faced old man looked up to the sky and roared, gritting his teeth and said: "Let's go back!"...)

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