He is not in a hurry to meet the disciples of the Qinghe Sword Sect. He first has a look around and sees clearly the reality and reality of the Qinghe Sword Sect. The Qinghe Sword Sect is on an island. The huge Baishi City must not be without a master. If this master cannot subdue the heroes, the Qinghe Sword Sect is majestic.
Where?
He first stayed in an inn and then visited Baishi City.
Unknowingly, two days passed. In the early morning, after washing up, he went to the street again.
Baishi City is very lively in the early morning, snacks are everywhere, and the air is filled with the aroma of snacks.
The snacks in Baishi City are unique. Snacks from all over the world are gathered here. No matter where the guests come from, they can always find snacks that they like or are familiar with.
He stopped at a steamed bun shop. The steamed buns here were thin, juicy, delicious and tender.
He had a good meal and came out satisfied. He met two thin men walking in with smiling faces. When he passed by, Li Muchan suddenly swung to the left, like flowers floating on the water, and two cold lights flashed where he had just been.
Li Muchan frowned and looked at the two of them. They were both in their forties. They were thin and dry, making it difficult to attract attention among the crowd.
The two of them couldn't make a single hit, so they rushed towards Li Muchan. The daggers in their sleeves turned into two rays of cold light, leaping over like two poisonous snakes.
Li Muchan shook his head, waved slightly, and avoided it again.
The two men refused to give up, and then rushed forward. The daggers turned into pieces of cold light, enveloped Li Muchan, and surged like waves.
Li Muchan vaguely guessed that enemies were coming, but he couldn't guess which group they were. In order to build up Li Canghai's name, many people had been killed along the way, and there were always enemies who could be found.
As he dodged, he looked at the reactions around him. People were coming and going in front of the steamed stuffed bun shop, but no one was looking at him. It seemed like it was a common occurrence.
Li Muchan frowned and wondered. He didn't understand the rules of Baishi City. How could they be so cold?
After a while, the two of them still had no intention of giving up. Li Muchan became impatient and flicked his sleeves, sending the two of them flying more than ten feet away, unable to move.
Li Muchan shook his head and turned to leave.
The two wanted to get up, but they were weak and couldn't exert any strength. They could only struggle in vain and curse.
Li Muchan didn't bother to pay attention. Such people posed no threat to him. It didn't matter if there were more or less. He didn't bother to kill him either.
Besides, this was the territory of Baishi City. If there were any strange rules, he didn't know the reality of the Qinghe Sword Sect, so he really didn't want to take action immediately.
After eating, he used to take a walk to eat, walking slowly along the street, wandering around Baishi City. Some people in the city are leisurely, and some are in a hurry. It can be seen at a glance. Those who are leisurely and comfortable are all people from this city, and their footsteps
Those in a hurry are businessmen from other places.
Li Muchan is also leisurely and at ease, not in a hurry or slow.
"Chi!" A soft whistle sounded, and Li Muchan disappeared in a flash and appeared two feet away, with a hidden weapon planted on the ground where he had been before.
Li Muchan turned his head and looked over with a frown. He saw two old men standing in the crowd. They were so powerful that passers-by automatically moved out of their way.
Li Muchan looked at the two old men indifferently. They seemed to be seeking revenge. He was too lazy to ask more questions and shook his head: "You are quite courageous!"
"Li Canghai, your good days are over!" the tall old man sneered, and the other short old man also sneered as if looking at a dead man.
Li Muchan frowned: "What do you want?"
"Avenge our boss!" The tall old man sneered: "It's not just the two of us who are seeking revenge from you, there are many more."
Li Muchan said: "How did you find me?"
"Hmph. Let's join forces. There is a secret method looking for you. How can you escape?!" The tall old man sneered, staring at him with eyes like an eagle.
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "It's just a bunch of rabble, nothing to worry about."
The short old man shouted unconvinced: "Li Canghai, you think too highly of yourself, we are just pawns, the more powerful ones are behind, just wait and see!"
Li Muchan laughed: "Aren't you afraid of Baishi City?"
"Hmph, as long as we don't kill people here, Baishi City has nothing to do with it!" The short old man curled his lips.
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and understood the limits of Baishi City. He smiled and said, "Even if you don't kill me but hurt me, will Baishi City give up?"
"It seems that you don't understand the rules. If you hurt someone, they won't care about you. As long as no one is killed, they won't bother to care about you!" The short old man squinted at him with disdain.
The tall old man tugged at him, and he turned to look over in confusion.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Even if you don't pursue the consequences of hurting someone, then you're sorry!"
After saying this, he dodged behind the two of them, slapped one against the other, and with two "bang bang" sounds, the two of them flew out and fell to the ground motionless.
Li Muchan walked up to the two of them, shook his head and said: "Your martial arts are useless, you can live a normal life in peace and enjoy it."
He chuckled, turned and left.
The two old men gritted their teeth with hatred and wanted to tear him apart. For martial arts masters, losing their martial arts skills is tantamount to death, leaving only one life to linger on.
Li Muchan still walked forward leisurely. After walking for a mile, he saved four more old men, whose cultivation was far better than the previous two groups.
Li Muchan eliminated the four of them without hesitation. They were highly cultivated, but they posed no threat to Li Muchan and could be dealt with at will.
As he walked along, he picked up three groups of people and became stronger and stronger. Unfortunately, they were all defeated by Li Muchan. They went on and on, seemingly not afraid of death.
Li Muchan understood that they were relying on something, and knew that he did not dare to kill anyone in Baishi City, so he had the courage. However, losing his martial arts was a big blow. If he did not believe, he would not be able to scare them away.
He purposely didn't go back to the inn and walked around Baishi City. He killed five groups of people in total and no longer had any trouble. He felt very comfortable.
In the evening, as soon as he arrived at the inn, he was greeted by two handsome young men, wearing sapphire blue gowns and swords on their waists. They were polite, elegant and unrestrained, and had a good temperament.
Li Muchan looked at the two of them quietly.
The two handsome young men clasped their fists, and the more heroic one on the left clasped his fists: "Your Excellency, are you Mr. Li Canghai?"
Li Muchan nodded: "I am Li Canghai."
The young man in blue shirt nodded: "Third Senior Brother invites Mr. Li!"
Li Muchan said: "You three senior brothers are...?"
"Master Li will know when he arrives," the young man in blue shirt said proudly.
Li Muchan laughed: "Are you two students of the Qinghe Sword Sect?"
"Not bad!" The two of them puffed up their chests.
Li Muchan said: "Okay, please lead the way."
He followed the two of them out of the inn and walked straight to the west, from the east end of the city to the west end. The two of them were light on their feet. When passing the crowd, they walked with strange steps under their feet. There was no hindrance in their bodies, as if they were fish in water.
Li swims around. Li Muchan follows closely behind.
They seem to be walking easily, but in fact they are very fast. When you see them at first glance, when you blink, they are already far away, and when you blink again, they disappear.
About half an hour later, they arrived in front of a large house. From the outside, the house looked no different from the surroundings, even more shabby.
There was not even a guard guarding the door in front of the house. A man came forward and knocked on the mottled door. The door was opened, and a thin old man with white hair and beard saw the two of them and nodded directly to get out of the way.
Li Muchan followed them into the courtyard. There was a unique atmosphere inside, with lush flowers and plants, and a faint fragrance floating in the fresh air, which made him feel refreshed.
Soon they arrived in front of the main hall, and the two of them took Li Muchan in directly. There was no need to inform.
After lifting the curtain and entering, Li Muchan saw a handsome young man pacing with his hands behind his back and a book in the other hand. He turned around when he heard a voice.
"Third Senior Brother, Mr. Li has invited us!"
"Well, you go down." The handsome young man waved his hand, and the two of them bowed and stepped back, leaving the hall.
Li Muchan was not in a hurry to speak, and looked at this handsome young man with a smile. It seemed that he was similar to himself. He looked young at first glance, but there was a lot of vicissitudes between his brows, so he must have had a lot of experience.
He cupped his fists and smiled: "Master Li, please excuse me. I'm Zheng Haishi, a disciple of the Qinghe Sword Sect."
Li Muchan smiled: "The Qinghe Sword Sect has been famous for a long time!"
"Master Li, please sit down." Zheng Haishi came to the table, put down the book, and sat down slowly.
Li Muchan sat opposite him and said with a smile: "Master Zheng, what advice do you have?"
"Speaking of it, Young Master Li's reputation is astonishing to my ears!" Zheng Haishi said with a smile, "Young Master Li is really a blockbuster, and his methods are extraordinary!"
Li Muchan said: "It's just a small trick for opportunism. It's hard to reach the level of elegance... I envy Mr. Zheng very much. Being in a famous family is like being under a towering tree."
Zheng Haishi smiled: "Yes, I feel very lucky too."
At this time, a little girl brought tea. Li Muchan took a look. The little girl was fifteen or sixteen years old. She was beautiful and dignified, but it was a pity that she didn't know any martial arts.
After she stepped back, they both took a sip of tea. Li Muchan was frank and fearless, showing no hesitation, which made Zheng Haishi's heart move slightly.
Zheng Haishi put down the tea cup and coughed lightly, staring at Li Muchan with sharp eyes: "Master Li, please forgive me, I was curious and checked the details of Mr. Li."
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "Oh——?"
Zheng Haishi stared at him closely: "Baishan is a small mountain three thousand miles northeast of Baishi City, right?"
Li Muchan smiled: "If you can find Baishan, the Qinghe Sword Sect has great magical powers!"
Zheng Haishi shook his head: "Ashamed, we spent a lot of effort to find out... but according to our investigation, no one has lived in Baishan!"
Li Muchan smiled: "What do you mean, Mr. Zheng?"
"Master Li is really from Baishan?" Zheng Haishi asked.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Baishan is not a famous mountain."
Zheng Haishi shook his head: "I believe that Mr. Li, you do not live in Baishan!"
Li Muchan sighed: "This is really embarrassing for me...but I really don't understand. Your sect is concerned about world affairs, so why are you so entangled in Baishan Mountain that you care about a little person like me?"
"Young Master Li is not a nobody!" Zheng Haishi shook his head and said, "I suspect that Young Master Li is a student from a famous family and deliberately conceals his identity!"
Li Muchanlu laughed and kept shaking his head: "It's really interesting... Mr. Zheng is unconstrained and has unique ideas. I admire him!"
"Yes or no?" Zheng Haishi stared at him, his eyes piercing into his eyes like substance.
Li Muchan touched his chin and looked at him with a smile: "So what if it is, what if it is not?"
Zheng Haishi narrowed his eyes and his gaze became sharper: "It seems I guessed it right!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Then Mr. Zheng, why don't you guess which sect I belong to?"
"That's what I meant!" Zheng Haishi said coldly: "Since Mr. Li has arrived in Baishi City, I have to figure it out!"
He slowly pulled out the long sword from his waist. The sword was thin and light, and when it trembled, it flowed like a spring.
Li Muchan put his hands behind his hands and looked at him: "Master Zheng, your Qinghe Sword Sect is too nosy, isn't it?"