The two of them went straight down to the Huaqing Sect. When they reached the foot of the mountain, Li Muchan turned around and took another look, shook his head and sighed.
"Disappointed, right?" Bai Mingqiu snorted...
She had previously believed that the Huaqing Sect could lend a helping hand, but the facts gave her a slap in the face.
Li Muchan shook his head and said, "Sister, do you know who is the number one master in the world today?"
Bai Mingqiu shook his head and said: "Who dares to say that he is the best in the world?"... There is always a higher mountain, and there are always stronger masters emerging. The world is so big that there are crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and many masters are weird and willing to be lonely.
"There is no best in the world" Sichuan Li Muchan pondered.
No wonder he hadn't heard of it. He only heard about the top sects and not about the top masters. It turned out that there were too many masters to rank.
Bai Mingqiu said: "Shall we go back directly?"
"Go back." Li Muchan nodded.
The two of them walked all the way back, and when they rested halfway, Li Muchan took out the Eight Elements of Kendo. It was indeed not a martial arts secret book, but some martial arts insights, very scattered.
Li Muchan looked through it all the way and was filled with admiration.
Bai Mingqiu frowned. She was confused. The Eight Explanations of Kendo were written in a messy and unclear manner, which made her confused.
Her understanding of swordsmanship is far inferior to that of Li Muchan. Li Muchan was trained by Lan Chunhe Jingxin at the Canghai Sword School, and his thinking was different from ordinary people. With his rich experience, this difference became more and more obvious. Li Muchan's understanding of swordsmanship
It is far from comparable to ordinary people.
Bai Mingqiu suddenly stopped reading it. After reading it, Li Muchan understood it, so he and Bai Mingqiu discussed it, and what they learned was passed on to Bai Mingqiu.
The two of them were walking slower and slower. Li Muchan studied the Eight Elements of Kendo along the way. Sometimes when he got excited, he would stop and meditate to fully ignite the spark of inspiration.
This stop-and-go process became slower and slower. At first, it was hundreds of miles a day, but later, it was impossible to walk ten miles a day, or even not at all.
The Eighth Explanation of Kendo became more and more confusing as it went on, and sometimes it was just a few words and wild ideas. Bai Mingqiu looked at it incomprehensibly, but Li Muchan seemed to have gained something and was inspired.
The later he got, the more he was filled with admiration. The author of the Eight Explanations of the Way of the Sword was truly a strange man, a man of extraordinary genius. Unfortunately, he did not know who he was.
The Huaqing Sect is indeed the top sect in the world, with a lot of talents, and there is such a person. Unfortunately, later on, the handwriting became more and more messy, and even revealed a bit of madness.
When Li Muchan saw the end, he shook his head and sighed. The handwriting became more and more scattered. He could deduce from the handwriting that this person was really crazy.
He sighed and shook his head, feeling regretful and regretful.
Such a talented person eventually went crazy. He was so jealous of his talent that it was so sad.
In the dim night, Li Muchan and Bai Mingqiu were sitting next to a bonfire, their faces illuminated by the blazing fire. Li Muchan was holding the book Eight Explanations of Kendo in his hand, and he was slowly turning the pages, from the first page to the last page.
After finishing, he suddenly threw it away.
The Eighth Level of Kendo fell on the fire and instantly turned into a ball of fire. Bai Mingqiu shouted: "Junior Brother, what are you thinking about?"
She wanted to grab it but was too late and stared at Li Muchan with bright eyes.
Li Muchan clapped his hands and said with a smile, "That's it!"
Bai Mingqiu was angry: "How could you destroy it!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior sister, keeping it is a disaster. Although it is not a martial arts secret, there are people who insist on grabbing it, and Senior Li is also in trouble!"
He looked at Bai Mingqiu and said with a smile: "Is there any misunderstanding between Senior Sister and Elder Li?"
"Huh, misunderstanding!" Bai Mingqiu sneered, glared at him and said, "Don't mind your own business!"
Li Muchan said: "Let's talk and listen."
Bai Mingqiu impatiently threw the wooden block into the fire: "There is nothing to say!"
Li Muchan looked at her, seeing her blushing a little, and said solemnly: "I was raised by my master since I was a child. I have no father, no mother, and no grandpa!"
Li Muchan said: "Senior sister, I am not an outsider, so I must have inside information, right?"
Bai Mingqiu hummed: "It's all a matter of passing by. Chen Guzi rots sesame seeds. It's meaningless to talk about it!" "...Have you remembered all the things above?"
Li Muchan nodded and smiled: "I remember."
Bai Mingqiu rolled her eyes at him, remembering that he had a photographic memory, so no wonder he destroyed the book or burned it to avoid benefiting others.
Bai Mingqiu said: "Junior brother, how much do you think your swordsmanship has improved?"
Li Muchan pondered and said: "At least 20%. Thanks to this, today the Twelve Swords of Yuan has become much clearer, as if a layer of fog has been lifted."
Bai Mingqiu nodded. At his level, it was very difficult to take another step forward. It was already remarkable to be able to increase his power by two levels.
Li Muchan said: "Senior sister, let's hurry up tomorrow, maybe there will be a fight."
"Yeah." Bai Mingqiu nodded.
The two of them meditated and fell into trance. They felt that the sky was dawning in the blink of an eye. They speeded up and arrived at Tianyuan Pavilion at dusk the next day.
"What's wrong?" Bai Mingqiu stopped following Li Muchan and looked at him.
The two of them had just entered the small town. The small town located at the foot of the mountain was a place where Tianyuan Pavilion disciples often visited, but it was a bit deserted at this time.
Li Muchan shook his head and said: "They are coming!"
Bai Mingqiu frowned: "So fast?"
Li Muchan said: "It seems that you are confident! Senior sister, let's not go in yet."
"Come in!" Bai Mingqiu said.
Li Muchan shook his head and said, "Senior sister, go wait for me somewhere and I'll go in and take a look."
"Can you go in?" Bai Mingqiu asked with a frown.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Try it. If you want to go in and not come back, I am the best at escaping."
OK." Bai Mingqiu nodded after thinking for a moment. It's not like the masters of the Qinghe Sword Sect have never dealt with his junior brother. He has killed so many masters of the Qinghe Sword Sect and is still at ease.
Li Muchan said: "Sister, go to Dongyang City."
"Okay." Bai Mingqiu nodded, turned around and left. There was his small courtyard in Dongyang City, and she wanted to go there directly to avoid being delayed. Li Muchan stood outside the town, and Xukonghu watched him walk away before slowly speaking.
A small town. As soon as he entered the small town, he noticed wary eyes.
He glanced at them and saw two young men in blue shirts with swords.
Seeing Li Muchan come in, the two young men came up to greet him and looked him up and down. Li Muchan looked at the two of them calmly and walked in as if nothing had happened.
The two young men seemed unsure of Li Muchan's identity, and soon one of them left. When Li Muchan entered the teahouse in the town, two more young men came in.
The three of them muttered together for a moment and left one step ahead of time.
Li Muchan knew that they recognized him, so he smiled, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, just to see what they were capable of.
Before he finished a cup of tea, a dozen middle-aged men in blue shirts rushed in and surrounded him.
Li Muchan put down the tea cup and looked at them calmly.
The leader, a middle-aged man with a round face and short stature, but a serious expression, looked at him coldly: "Are you Tianyuan Pavilion Li Wuji?"
Li Muchan nodded: "From the Qinghe Sword Sect?"
"It's good to know!" The short middle-aged man said solemnly: "Don't ask for trouble, just go and catch him!"
Li Muchan laughed: "Just a few of you?"
"It seems you are going to fight to the end!" The short middle-aged man sneered: "Let's do it!"
Twelve middle-aged men in blue shirts drew their swords and stabbed at Li Muchan. They all knew Li Muchan's vicious reputation, so they went all out with all their strength.
Li Muchan gave a long laugh, sat on the chair and drew his sword, and a streak of light passed by.
"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." In the clear sound, more than a dozen long swords flew up, "ding, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, ding, ding..." "Ding, ding, ding, ding..." "Ding, ding, ding, ding..." In the clear sound, more than a dozen long swords flew up, "ding, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong."
The long sword was returned to its sheath, and Li Muchan smiled. This sword movement made him full of energy and joy, and fully demonstrated his understanding of the Eight Elements of Kendo, as if he had finished writing a big word of satisfaction.
Li Muchan glanced at the crowd and shook his head: "Qinghe Sword Sect"..., nothing more than that!"
The short middle-aged man frowned and hummed in a deep voice: "You are not overestimating your abilities!" "Elder He!"
Four old men in gray clothes floated into the teahouse and appeared in front of Li Muchan. Li Muchan frowned. These four people had deep internal strength and were not inferior to him. Unfortunately, he had the Soul Transformation Palm and was not afraid of them.
"Elder He, please——!" the short middle-aged man snorted.
The four old men said nothing, floating with their hands outstretched, like ghosts.
The chair suddenly swayed, and he floated out of the four people surrounded. Then the sword light flashed across, and the four people involuntarily retreated. The sword light flashed again, and they retreated again.
Li Muchan sheathed his sword, shook his head with a smile, his contempt was palpable.
The four old men looked at each other, Li Muchan shook his head and said: "Don't waste your efforts, you can't keep me, see you soon!"
After saying that, he stood up and walked out slowly. Everyone surrounded him, but they had to retreat. No one could block Li Muchan's sword light.
Li Muchan walked forward calmly, but everyone had to retreat until they left the teahouse and reached the street, whereupon they rushed forward again.
Li Muchan's sword light flashed across like running water, and everyone quickly retreated. They looked down at their wrists, and saw a red line on their wrists, and blood slowly oozing out.
Li Muchan shook his head and floated away, but they did not dare to move and allowed him to leave.
After going up the mountain, he soon arrived in front of Tianyuan Pavilion. As he approached, two old men stepped forward to stop him, wearing gray robes and long swords, with eyes like eagles.
Li Muchan was too lazy to say anything more. The sword light flowed, and the two old men in gray swung their swords. There were two clear "ding ding" sounds, and the swords flew out.
Li Muchan integrated the soul-transforming palm technique into his sword technique. The power on the sword was almost infinite and difficult to resist. Li Muchan's sword flashed again, and the two old men in gray hurriedly retreated.
He shook his head and smiled. After acquiring the Eight Elements of Kendo, his swordsmanship improved to a higher level. In addition, he incorporated the soul-transforming palm technique into it, which made it astonishingly powerful.
He floated in, the two old men roared softly, Li Muchan accelerated sharply, and soon arrived at the entrance of Tianyuan Pavilion, where he saw a group of people pointing and talking.
He rushed into the crowd in an instant. They heard the roar and Li Muchan was already approaching. They hurriedly drew their swords. Li Muchan's sword light protected his body, and he was charging forward in an invincible way. No one could stop him.
By the time they reacted, Li Muchan had already rushed in and got into Tianyuan Pavilion with his unique steps.
Tianyuan Pavilion was quiet, just like usual. Li Muchan entered the hall directly, and Long Jingyue was sitting quietly in the hall, motionless.
"Master, I'm back." Li Muchan sat opposite her.
Long Jingyue slowly opened her bright eyes: "Go to Huaqing Sect?"
Li Muchan nodded, then shook his head: "They don't dare to come forward, we have to rely on ourselves."
Long Jingyue frowned: "Are they afraid of the Mirror Sect?"
Li Muchan sighed: "Sect Leader Huang of the Ming Mirror Sect showed his power and injured Sect Leader Li. The Huaqing Sect was afraid and did not dare to act rashly."
"Yeah." Long Jingyue responded lightly.
Li Muchan said: "When did they surround us?"
"Ten days ago." Long Jingyue said: "Ignore it, they can't break in."
Li Muchan said: "Then we can only wait like this?"
"There is actually a road leading outside Tianyuan." Long Jingyue said.
Li Muchan muttered: "Master, it seems we have to use the method from last time."
"Don't act nonsense!" Long Jingyue shook her head: "They will surround us for a while, and they will retreat if they don't succeed."
Li Muchan remained silent.
Long Jingyue sighed: "Wuji don't be brave. This world is full of jungle and strong. We can't defeat them, so we can only endure it for a while."
Li Muchan smiled: "Senior sister is still in Dongyang City, I will pick her up."
Long Jingyue looked at him, shook her head and said, "You want to walk alone, don't you?"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "I'll give it a try first. If it doesn't work, I'll run back."
"That's all, it's up to you." Long Jingyue shook her head. Li Muchan had always been against the Qinghe Sword Sect, but he didn't suffer any big losses. She thought it was amazing, maybe he could really become famous.