The four of them traveled day and night, heading south for more than half a month, and came to a stretch of mountains, majestic like a giant dragon lying on its side, winding away and boundless.
The four of them reined in their horses and stopped, looking at the lush mountains. Xiao Yuan turned around and said, "Miss, is this where the Canghai Sword Sect is?"
A pink blouse wrapped around her plump and delicate body, and her round face was red and charming.
Mei Ruolan frowned and looked at it, took out a map from her arms, compared it, nodded and said: "Well, enter the mountain from here and go south, there will be a big river, you can find it by going east along the river."
Madoka said worriedly: "Oh, what a disaster if you get lost!"
The mountains and woods in the distance were gloomy and there were no traces of people. If she really lost her way, she might not be able to get out at all. She was a little worried.
Gong Qingyun said calmly: "Just make a mark and return."
Xiao Yuan giggled: "Why didn't I think of that? Sister Gong is still smart!"
Gong Qingyun smiled and shook her head.
Li Muchan was riding on his horse, quietly looking at the distance, and faintly noticed a powerful force, which seemed to come from between heaven and earth, and also seemed to come from the majestic mountains.
The four of them kept walking south, and the road became narrower and more rugged. Finally, it could only accommodate one horse, and then there was no road at all.
Li Muchan dismounted and walked, pulled out his long black sword, cut through the thorns and thorns, and forcibly opened a path.
His Qi pulse was long and his body was powerful. From morning to night, he kept swinging his long sword, making their forward speed not slow down at all.
The three women took turns to help, each holding on for an hour. They were panting and dumbfounded by Li Muchan's tyrannical physical strength.
Only through personal experience do you know that this life of overcoming obstacles is not easy.
Branches and vines are easy to cut off, but these vines are different from ordinary vines. They grow in deep mountains and old forests. They have been around for a long time. They are all as thick as a child's arms and are extremely tough. If you cut them with a sword, they will continue to cut if you are weak.
, the two women need to use their skills and concentration to split cleanly.
After an hour, he was no worse than fighting with others.
Although they have deep internal strength and can sustain it, as women, their bodies are weak after all, and they only have deep internal strength. Their bodies are sore and numb, and they cannot hold the sword anymore.
Looking at their appearance, Li Muchan was panting and dripping with sweat after each beheading. He smiled and said, "Sister, Xiaoyuan, forget it, I'll do it myself!"
Xiao Yuan pursed her lips and squinted at him: "Humph, Zhan Ran, are you laughing at us in your heart that we are delicate and expensive?!"
Li Muchan laughed, and drew out the other sword, spreading a sword light in front of him, like a ball of light. His feet kept moving, and anyone who hindered his progress would be turned into powder.
Seeing that he was invincible, the three women stopped trying to be brave and sat obediently on their horses, keeping up with his pace. He started to perform Qing Kung, and his speed became faster and faster.
Li Muchan opened the way in front, and Mei Ruolan and the three girls followed behind on horseback. The speed of the group was very fast, no less than when they were traveling on the official road before.
As time goes by, the sun moves across the sky, and before you know it, it has set on the Western Mountain. The sky is filled with red clouds, and the whole world seems to have turned into a rose color.
"Ah, miss, look, we're here!" Xiao Yuan exclaimed, pointing to a silvery river in the distance, and shouted excitedly: "We're finally here!"
Mei Ruolan and Gong Qingyun also saw the big river. Li Muchan was faster. Trees and vines were flying everywhere without any obstruction. After a while, the ground changed. There were no trees or vines anymore, but a beach.
This beach is more than a mile away from the river.
After looking at the sky, Li Muchan said: "Miss, are we staying here tonight?"
Mei Ruolan looked around on the horse. The surroundings were wide open and there was no danger. She nodded and said: "Well, let's stay here... rest for the night and we can arrive tomorrow."
Xiao Yuan beat her shoulders and said delicately: "Finally we are here, it's so exhausting!"
Gong Qingyun rolled her eyes at her, and Mei Ruolan smiled and said, "Zhan Ran didn't even say he was tired. It's useless for you to complain about being tired when you only ride a horse and walk!"
Xiao Yuan giggled and said: "How can I compare with Zhan Ran? He is an indestructible body!"
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled, saying: "Don't drink the ecstasy soup, my little fire is far from the indestructible body of Vajra!"
"Hehe, with your qualifications Zhanran, it will only happen sooner or later!" Xiao Yuan smiled sweetly, jumped off the horse, stepped on the sand hard, and said: "It's so thin and soft!"
"Well, be careful." Mei Ruolan ordered.
They quickly set up two tents, one for Mei Ruolan alone and one for Xiao Yuan and Gong Qingyun. Li Muchan slept in the open air without a tent.
After eating some dry food, everyone quickly sat cross-legged to rest, meditate, adjust their breath, recharge their batteries, and prepare for the journey the next day.
A night without waves.
The next morning, as the sun just rose, Li Muchan woke up and went to the river.
The river is surging and roaring like a tiger, but the water is so clear that you can almost see the river bed. The stones are so round and beautiful that they can be used as decorations when picked up.
Fish swim around the water and grass along the river, mostly carp, white, black, but rarely golden, not small in size, and very plump.
When they saw Li Muchan approaching, they immediately ran away in fright, and all of them swam upstream at extremely fast speeds.
Li Muchan looked far into the distance and saw the river rushing out from two towering mountains. However, even deeper, it was blocked by the mountains and could not be seen.
He was sitting by the river, with his mind in high spirits, when he suddenly heard the sound of wind. Although the water was surging and roaring like a tiger, he could distinguish it.
Turning around, I saw a person flying from the west. He was wearing a yellow shirt fluttering like the wind. He was looking leisurely, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of Mei Ruolan and the others.
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows but did not move. He stood by the river and looked at this person.
He is about twenty years old, with a face like a piece of white jade, no beard under his chin, sword-shaped eyebrows that fly into his temples, a nose like a jade tube, straight roots, lips that are neither thin nor thick, and red phoenix eyes that are sparkling like gems.
Li Muchan secretly admired what a peerless handsome man!
Mei Ruolan, Xiao Yuangong Qingyun and the others were practicing kung fu. When they saw the man flying towards them, they quickly stopped and stood up.
The young man in yellow shirt was about to pass by, but suddenly stopped, fluttered down to Mei Ruolan, clasped his fists and said: "This girl, you are polite, I am Zhao Jinsheng, a disciple of the South Academy of Canghai Sword Sect."
Mei Ruolan was startled and returned the favor with cupped fists: "Little girl Mei Ruolan, Senior Brother Zhao is polite."
"Hey, Miss Mei is a disciple of my Canghai Sword Sect?" Zhao Jinsheng raised his sword eyebrows, looked at Mei Ruolan, shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like that. If she is a disciple of the Canghai Sword Sect, I will definitely recognize her."
Mei Ruolan said: "My master's dharma name is Zhumei, and the little girl is a registered disciple. She came to the sect to pay her a visit and formally worshiped her at the mountain gate."
"It turns out that he is the registered disciple of Uncle Zhumei!" Zhao Jinsheng was surprised, his expression suddenly became more friendly, he nodded and said with a smile: "Then we are a family!"
Mei Ruolan smiled and nodded, and asked him to help guide the way.
Zhao Jinsheng readily agreed and said with a smile: "This is not far from Paizhong. We can arrive at noon. Have you had breakfast?"
Mei Ruolan shook his head, and Zhao Jinsheng thought for a while and said: "It's better to leave early. I have something urgent. Let's eat on the way. I don't have time to have breakfast."
Mei Ruolan nodded in agreement and waved to Li Muchan.
Li Muchan floated over and Mei Ruolan introduced them one by one. Zhao Jinsheng returned the greeting cordially without any pretense.
Li Muchan vaguely realized that his internal strength was similar to his own, but he did not know his status in the sect. Moreover, this man had a bright mind and sincerely welcomed his group.
They mounted their horses, with Li Muchan and Zhao Jinsheng walking in front, walking along the beach, passing through the majestic valley, and heading east.
Zhao Jinsheng was very easy-going when talking to Li Muchan, without any of the arrogance of a disciple of a famous sect, and Li Muchan was very fond of him.
However, this person also has a shortcoming, that is, he is very verbose and can't stop talking. He is very precise. Li Muchan shook his head secretly, which ruined his good skin.
The two of them were talking. Zhao Jinsheng listened to Li Muchan's explanation of the situation, shook his head and said: "Junior brother Zhanran, you are leading the art and joining the sect, which saves you a lot of energy."
He added: "Generally speaking, when a normal male disciple joins a sect, he first becomes an outer sect disciple, works as a miscellaneous person for three years, practices basic martial arts, and accumulates points before he can enter the inner sect and practice higher-level kung fu."
He continued: "Junior brother Zhanran, if you have skills, you will improve much faster... After practicing basic martial arts, you can use basic martial arts to earn points in small competitions. As long as you accumulate enough points, you can enter the inner gate.
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"Score?" Li Muchan captured the key.
"Well, there is a small competition every month, and a big competition every six months. Each person has three games in the small competition. Each player gets three points for each win, and one point for each draw... Double for the big competition, as long as the total is three hundred.
If you divide it, you can enter the inner door."
Li Muchan suddenly realized that he remembered the football matches of later generations, which were almost the same. He couldn't help but admire the wonder of the world. There are always similarities among the crowds.
As the two of them talked, Zhao Jinsheng's speed became faster and faster. He was surprised to see Li Muchan doing it with ease. He didn't expect that Junior Brother Zhan Ran was so good at Qinggong.
The two ran for a while and stopped, waiting for Mei Ruolan and the others. Their riding speed was not as fast as the two's Qinggong.
At noon, everyone came to the foot of a towering mountain and looked up. Li Muchan was filled with emotion.
He has seen Crouching Tiger Mountain, which is extremely steep and high. The Jade Immortal Sect is even better, and no one can climb it. Now he sees that the Canghai Sword Sect is no worse than the two mountains.
Looking at this mountain, he immediately thought of Mount Tai in later generations, which looked just like a normal mountain. The mountain was so high that it reached into the clouds, and the floating clouds covered the top of the mountain, making it difficult to see how high it was.
The infinite stairs stretch up, seemingly without end.
"Junior Brother Zhanran, Junior Sister Mei, Junior Sister Gong, and Junior Sister Xiaoyuan, our Canghai Sword Sect has a rule, and I want to explain it first." Zhao Jinsheng said with a smile as he looked at the stunned expressions of the four of them.
The four of them came back to their senses and turned to look at him.
Zhao Jinsheng said: "If you want to worship our Canghai Sword Sect, you must hike to the top of the mountain."
The four people nodded and sighed. They had internal energy and their Qi pulses were much longer than ordinary people. If ordinary people didn't know internal energy, they would probably have to shed a layer of skin if they wanted to climb this mountain.
Zhao Jinsheng smiled and said: "There is another rule. Those who lead art throwing masters cannot use their skills. They need to disperse their skills and climb the mountain with their own strength."
The expressions of the four people suddenly changed.
Zhao Jinsheng chuckled and said: "If you can't reach the top of the mountain, you can go back and start over. You can climb to the top anytime. You don't have to force it."
Mei Ruolan and the three girls looked at each other and looked at the endless stone steps in the distance.
Li Muchan said: "Can you help me?"
Zhao Jinsheng shook his head: "Of course it won't work."
He smiled and said: "Junior Sister Mei, Junior Brother Zhan Ran, take your time, don't be in a hurry, and master the rhythm. If you are hasty, you will be in chaos, you will be restless, and it will be difficult to climb up."
After that, he clasped his fists and walked away. Laughter could be heard from a distance: "Brother, I'm waiting for you on the mountain."
At the entrance of the mountain gate is a large archway, with two small pavilions next to it, one on each side. Four disciples in green shirts were sitting inside. When they saw Zhao Jinsheng coming, they hurriedly cupped their fists and returned the greeting.
Zhao Jinsheng stopped and waved his hand: "No need to be polite, these junior brothers, those are the disciples of Uncle Zhumei, are about to break into the mountain, you don't need to stop them."
"Yes, Senior Brother Zhao!" The four disciples in green shirts responded with clasped fists.
Zhao Jinsheng smiled and floated up the stone steps. He was like a projectile being thrown, jumping and jumping, and soon he got into the clouds.
Li Muchan looked at it and said with a smile: "Miss, can you go up?"
Mei Ruolan bit her red lips and said, "Let's try it!"
After saying that, he walked away with his head held high, handed the four horses to the disciples in green shirts, and then climbed up the stairs.
Li Muchan has the magical power of Vajra Indestructibility, which cuts hair and cleanses marrow. The functions of his internal organs are far better than those of ordinary people. He can slowly climb up one level at a time without feeling any difficulty at all.
Even later, when the temperature dropped and the air became thinner, he still felt nothing strange and didn't feel any difference. His body adjusted itself.
Looking at the three girls, Mei Ruolan was in the best condition, panting heavily, with a layer of sweat on her smooth forehead. Gong Qingyun and Xiaoyuan were breathing heavily, dripping with fragrant sweat, as if they had just come out of the water.
Her hair sticks to her body, dripping water constantly. Her thin clothes cling to her delicate body, showing off her graceful curves. Her whole body is filled with heat and white air.
Li Muchan walked at the end. They were very shy and peeked behind them from time to time. They were afraid that Li Muchan would peek. Li Muchan didn't look at anything inappropriate and just looked at the surrounding scenery.
The name of this mountain is Canghai Mountain, and the surrounding scenery is dangerous and beautiful. The sight of it made him open-minded and heroic, and he suddenly felt the urge to look up to the sky and roar.
"Oh!... No... I can't... I can't... rest... take a break!" Xiao Yuan sat softly on the stone steps, no longer caring about cleanliness.
Mei Ruolan and Gong Qingyun also stopped and sat down, not caring anymore. Fortunately, the stone steps were as clean as water and their clothes were not stained.
Li Muchan also stopped and looked around. This stone step is located in the north of the mountain. The south wind is blowing now, so there is no wind. Otherwise, it must be more difficult to climb to high places.
Li Muchan chuckled to himself. If he wanted to become a disciple of the Canghai Sword Sect, he had to remember that he had to come in the summer. Otherwise, the cold north wind could freeze people to death.