Li Muchan remained motionless, watching with his eyes in the void. Every move of the two men was clearly imprinted in his mind. He could slowly think about it in the future. Watching a duel between such masters would be of great benefit to him.
The two of them fought from one end of the valley to the other. There was no grass left wherever they passed, destroying everything like giant beasts, rocks flying, and sand rolled up.
Li Muchan watched and simulated it in his mind. When he saw the two dismantling their moves, he found that their punches and kicks were so exquisite that each move required him to think for a while before he could decipher it.
And their moves seemed endless, and none of the hundreds of moves were repeated. The martial arts were complex, showing a profound foundation.
Li Muchan had to expend mental energy to dismantle every move. Fortunately, as time went on, he dismantled it faster and he could vaguely grasp the martial arts connections between the two.
An hour later, Li Muchan's brows relaxed and his lips turned into a smile. He could now dismantle the two people's moves in an instant. Although their martial arts were complicated, he felt their spines and got their essence.
The smile on Li Muchan's face spread. He really benefited a lot from watching this, and it was even better than a duel with top players.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound like thunder, and Li Muchan raised his eyebrows. The two people separated and stared at each other coldly.
"Zhao San, hand over the secret!" The thin middle-aged man said coldly: "Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"He Laoqi, it's a joke that you want to steal my secrets based on your ability!" The short, fat middle-aged man smiled and shook his head: "Go back and practice for two more years!"
The thin middle-aged man sneered: "If you don't hand over the secret, I will risk my life to keep you today!"
The short, fat middle-aged man shook his head with a smile: "Why bother!...He Laoqi, you are also acting for the sect, why are you working so hard? Just pretend you didn't see me!"
"No way!" The thin middle-aged man said coldly: "If you get the Soul Transformation Palm, our Huaqing Sect will be in trouble!"
"The Soul Transformation Palm is difficult and difficult, and I can't learn it." The short, fat middle-aged man smiled and waved his hand.
"Hmph, I still don't know the virtues of your Mingjing Sect?!" the thin middle-aged man said coldly, taking a step forward: "Will you hand it over?!"
"Alas... He Laoqi, I really don't want to kill you!" The short, fat middle-aged man stopped smiling, shook his head and sighed.
The thin middle-aged man sneered: "You can really speak big words!"
After he said that, he punched out, and with a roar, the mark of his fist turned into a little wolf, as if it were real, and it went straight towards the short, fat middle-aged man.
"Bang!" The short, fat middle-aged man slapped his fist seal away with his palm, floated it, and shot out of the valley.
The skinny middle-aged man sneered, turned into a shadow and flew across the valley, catching up with the short and fat middle-aged man at the entrance of the valley. The two fought again and became entangled, turning into two tornadoes. While fighting, they left the valley and entered the woods.
In the direction of Li Muchan.
Li Muchan frowned and appeared in the valley in an instant, doing two things at once. The Eye of the Void was still chasing the two of them while searching the valley on the other side.
He focused the rest of his thoughts on his intuition, activating its maximum power and sensing the surroundings with the help of invisible power.
Finally, he stopped in front of the south stone wall, stretched out his hands and groped the moss-covered stone wall. It was smooth and plush. His senses were keen, but his expression remained unchanged, and he groped carefully bit by bit.
About a quarter of an hour later, he paused with his hands, showing a happy look, and patted it lightly with his right palm. There was a clear "pop" sound, and a stone fell down and was caught by his left hand.
A small hole appeared in the stone wall. Li Muchan shook his right hand gently. The moss was gone and it became smooth again. He reached into the small hole and took out a booklet.
The pale yellow pamphlet seemed to be made of cloth, but Li Muchan knew it was definitely not cloth. It was soft and tough. It should be invulnerable to swords and guns, and invulnerable to water and fire. If it could be made into armor to protect the heart, it would be priceless.
Li Muchan stuffed the stone back, shook his left hand slightly, and it became smooth again, and then he quickly flipped through it, doing two things at once, while the Eye of the Void was still staring there.
The two of them fought together, sometimes heading north, sometimes south, then west, then east again, toward the valley.
The two of them were getting closer and closer to the valley. Li Muchan's face remained calm, and he flipped through the booklet with both hands. There were only nine pages in total, with pictures and texts matching each other.
Li Muchan had some difficulty remembering it. Every picture and text had an inexplicable power. As soon as he left his eyes, his mind was empty and it was difficult to remember.
Fortunately, Li Muchan had quite a lot of experience, so he immediately entered the picture of observing the pictures of heaven, humans and gods, and observed nine pictures and words in this picture.
A quarter of an hour later, Li Muchan opened his eyes in excitement, rubbed his palms together, and a vague smell floated up. His palm power turned into pure yang, which was a little better than a soldering iron. However, the booklet was not reduced to ashes, but only changed into ashes.
The color.
Li Muchan was startled, frowned and looked at it. Suddenly he turned it over again, his expression changed again, and there were nine more pictures, slightly different from the previous ones.
Li Muchan disappeared instantly, and the two of them fell into the valley again.
Li Muchan appeared in the woods before, no longer caring about the two of them, and went directly into the Observation of Heaven and Human God Illumination Sutra, visualizing these nine pictures.
These nine pictures were more difficult to imprint. After about half an hour, he woke up leisurely, chuckled, and picked up the booklet again with his palms. A cold feeling emerged from his palms, and the booklet was suddenly covered with a layer of white frost, and then
The hot breath floated out again, and the booklet flashed with a faint light, then turned into powder with a "bang" and floated down.
Li Muchan watched the powder flying, let out a long sigh of relief, and walked out of the woods to the south, then turned east, turned around, and returned to Yuezhao City again.
As for the life and death of the Mingjing Sect and the Hua Qing Sect, he no longer cared. Only after receiving the Soul Transformation Palm did he know that their reputation was well-deserved.
The Soul Transformation Palm that I saw before is already extremely exquisite. There are only eight palms. Each palm is very simple and cannot be seen as subtle, but it is as skillful as clumsy. The deeper you understand martial arts, the more you can appreciate the subtlety of these eight palms.
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What's more important is the wonderfulness of palm power and mind. With the same internal force, the soul-changing palm can exert several times the power. The first palm is fine, purely defensive, the second palm is twice as powerful, and by the eighth palm, it can be released.
Eight times the power.
Each of these eight palms is more difficult to practice than the other. The palm posture is not difficult, but the key is the mental method. The later the time, the more complicated the mental method is, requiring the internal energy to move very quickly, the more energy-consuming, and it takes a long time to accumulate momentum.
As for the eight pictures that appeared after being burned by Li Muchan's palm, they were beyond the scope of ordinary martial arts and involved the use of spirit.
This is the real soul-changing palm. It combines the spirit and the internal force. With one palm strike, it directly affects the opponent's spirit, killing people invisible.
Li Muchan secretly admired that he had such an idea before, but it was a pity that it was too difficult to implement and he couldn't take a step for a long time. This Soul Transformation Palm was far ahead of him.
The wisdom of our predecessors should not be underestimated. We thought we were ingenious, but others have gone a long way.
Everything he has learned is not enough in this world. Only the Sky-Breaking Sword Intent and the Observation of Heaven, Humans and Gods Illuminating Sutra can make him stand out from the crowd no matter where he is.
The last eight soul-transforming palms can expand spiritual power, which is similar to the previous eight palms. One acts on the internal force and the other on the spirit.
Li Muchan sighed, no wonder he was able to break into the Ming Mirror Sect with this palm. This Soul Transformation Palm is indeed a strange skill, and if you want to practice this palm, you need a secret book with you. Because you can't remember it, you need to open the secret book every time you practice.
He destroyed the secret book. He didn't know if the short, fat old man could remember it. He had the ability to observe the sky and the gods, so others may not have miraculous skills.
In the following days, he stayed in Yuezhao City, seemingly the same as usual, sitting and drinking on the Dengyun Tower, looking at the scenery in the city. In fact, he was multi-tasking, trying to figure out the Soul Transformation Palm.
The soul-transforming palm is exquisite. For today's Li Muchan, the exquisite martial arts is no longer difficult. The only thing that is difficult to practice is the mental method, which requires fine and subtle control of the internal force and a strong spirit.
Li Muchan shook his head. The soul-transforming palm was wonderful, but it also had weaknesses. It only exerted internal power and could not be cultivated to enhance internal power.
The so-called mind method is just a method of stimulating internal force to turn into palm power. If there is no method to enhance internal force, it cannot enhance cultivation.
The way it enhances strength is to convert 10% of the internal strength into 20% to 80%, while other mental methods are to enhance the internal strength and increase cultivation.
Both methods have their own advantages and disadvantages. The soul-transforming palm has immediate results, but it is not easy to practice. Without a strong spirit and the ability to control the internal force in subtle ways, it is impossible to even think about it.
The further he went on, the more stringent the requirements on mental strength became. Li Muchan simulated in his mind that he could only practice six palms, and he was powerless with the remaining two palms.
He had previously relaxed his spiritual practice and had the Divine Observation Sutra, but it was slow to practice. As long as he stayed in seclusion for another year, he could almost master the eight palms.
He practiced two of the other eight palms of the Soul Transformation Palm, but the other six palms were too difficult. These eight palms were more difficult than the eight internal power palms and required the purity of spiritual power.
These eight palms are different from the eight internal strength palms. They are very effective in tempering the spirit. Even if they are not used to defend against enemies, they can still cultivate spiritual strength.
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Li Muchan never went to that valley again. He cut off his curiosity and ignored it. He pretended that he had never been there and immersed himself in the understanding of the soul-changing palm.
After he understood the six palms, he was in no hurry to move forward. He knew that as he tempered his spirit, he would slowly master the next two palms, and it would come naturally. There was no rush now.
What he is thinking about now is to integrate the Soul Transformation Palm Technique into the sword and into the fingering techniques. He is constantly simulating it in his mind. Now he has achieved some results and the power has greatly increased.
Early that morning, while he was sitting in Dengyun Tower, something suddenly occurred to him, so he tossed a piece of silver, slowly walked out of the restaurant, returned to a small courtyard at the east end of the city, and suddenly disappeared.
He appeared in the main hall of Tianyuan Pavilion. Long Jingyue and Bai Mingqiu were both there, wearing Yue Bailuo shirts, sitting quietly, and the hall was enveloped in a heavy atmosphere.
As soon as Li Muchan appeared, the two women looked over.
Li Muchan sat cross-legged across from the two women and said with a smile, "Master, what happened?"
"Alas..." Long Jingyue shook her head: "It's finally here!"
Li Muchan said: "Qinghe Sword Sect?"
"Yes." Long Jingyue nodded: "A disciple of the Qinghe Sword Sect of the Mu family came over, was injured by Qiu'er, and was killed on the way."
Li Muchan said: "Who did it?"
"Shen Fist Sect!" Long Jingyue said slowly.
Li Muchan frowned: "How brave!"
Bai Mingqiu said: "But they planted it on us. He died without any evidence."
Li Muchan asked: "How long have you been dead?"
"It's been five or six days." Bai Mingqiu said: "The Qinghe Sword Sect has sent people to Dongyang City."
Li Muchan shook his head and said, "What do they want?"
"We need to hand over the murderer." Bai Mingqiu said.
Li Muchan looked at Long Jingyue: "Master, what do you think?"
"Can I hand over Qiu'er?!" Long Jingyue said angrily.
Li Muchan said: "Let me go talk to the people from the Qinghe Sword Sect!"
"What are you going to do?!" Long Jingyue frowned. He was too courageous and acted unscrupulously. He would start a fight if he went there. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to (this site).
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