Li Ye smiled crookedly: "Junior Brother Li, let us get along well!"
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Junior brother?... I guess I should be senior brother, right?"
Li Ye waved his hand and said with a sweet smile: "Okay, what does a grown man care about with a little girl like me? I got started earlier than you!"
Li Muchan turned to look at Huang Ningtian: "Sect Master?"
Huang Ningtian chuckled and said: "Well, in terms of age, Li Wuji is older. Li Ye, please feel aggrieved!"
"Sect Master, this is unfair!" Li Yejiao said angrily: "Don't we in the Mingjing Sect judge seniority based on how early you start? I am earlier than him!"
"You two are about the same, we can only go by your age!" Huang Ningtian waved his hand and said with a smile: "Li Wuji is twenty-eight, you are twenty-five!"
"Sect Master, I suspect that he lied about his age. Look how he looks like he is twenty-eight?!" Li Ye turned his head and glared at Li Muchan, curling his red lips.
Li Muchan's eyes couldn't help but fall on her red lips. They were plump and delicate, like freshly ripe cherries. They were slightly pink in color and as glossy as later generations' lip gloss. Li Muchan had the urge to ravage them with his lips.
Huang Ningtian smiled and shook his head: "As long as you say you are younger, not older, Li Ye, don't argue. What if you call me senior brother!"
The younger you are, the deeper your cultivation is, which means the greater your potential and the more talented you are. Those who enter the Mirror Sect can only report their age as younger, and those who have not yet reported as older.
"Hmph!" Li Ye was very good at watching people's eyes. Seeing Huang Ningtian's look, he said helplessly: "Sect Master, let's do this. Junior Brother Li and I will have a competition. If he wins, he will be his senior brother, and if he loses, he will be his junior brother. How about that?"
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"Good idea!" Huang Ningtian smiled while stroking his hands, and Chen Daotang smiled.
Huang Ningtian smiled and looked at Li Muchan: "Li Wuji, do you dare to challenge me?"
"Hmph, Junior Brother Li, how can a grown man act like a turtle?" Li Ye smiled delicately.
Li Muchan smiled: "Okay."
"Well, you can compete here!" Huang Ningtian laughed and said: "We have agreed beforehand that we can only compete with the Great Sword of Sorrow!"
"...Okay!" Li Ye bit his delicate lips and snorted.
Li Muchan took two steps back, and Li Ye took one step forward. The two were six steps apart, and they could reach each other in one step.
Li Muchan slowly unsheathed his sword, and the sword body swayed like water. Li Ye pulled out the sword with a "swish" and pointed at Li Muchan: "Junior Brother Li, you move first!"
Li Muchan held his long sword flat, his feet were uneven, and his front legs were slightly bent and straightened back. His posture was a bit strange. Huang Ningtian touched his beard and looked at Chen Daotang.
They have been immersed in the Great Compassion Sword all their lives, and they vaguely recognized this as the first half of the seventh posture of the Great Compassion Sword, but they never thought of taking this half of the posture as the starting posture.
They are used to starting from scratch, the sword force drives the mental method, and the movement of the mental method must follow a certain route, and they cannot mess up the order.
As soon as the sword power reached its peak, Li Muchan's spirit and spirit changed accordingly, and Huang Ningtian and Chen Daotang were affected by it and became awe-inspiring.
Huang Ningtian squinted his eyes and saw that Li Muchan had really entered the palace. The god and the sword were united. It was not easy for the god and the sword to unite in such a short time.
Li Muchan held his long sword flat and looked at Li Ye solemnly: "Junior Sister Li, please!"
"Look at the sword!" Li Yejiao shouted. His body was like a willow branch, and his sword was like a snake. He and the sword swung gently, and the tip of the sword came to Li Muchan in an instant, as fast as lightning.
Li Muchan lightly twirled her sword, looking for an opening to strike, forcing Li Ye to change her moves. Her sword was extremely fast, and even if she changed her moves, she would stab Li Muchan in an instant.
Li Muchan calmly stabbed with his sword again, elegantly and calmly. It seemed that he didn't use much force, but he forced Li Ye to change his moves again.
The more Li Ye was beaten, the more frustrated she became. Li Muchan seemed to be able to see through her weaknesses. Every time he lightly struck the sword, she was forced to scramble and change her moves.
Li Muchan's feet were uneven, his steps were slow, and his every move showed elegance and calmness. Li Ye was as graceful as a willow, with an inexplicable charm and sexiness in his sword movement, and his sword was as fast as a snake swallowing.
With the same Great Compassion Sword, Li Muchan wielded it as slowly as a turtle crawling, while Li Ye wielded it as light and agile as the wind. The difference between slowness and speed was extreme.
The sword moves of the two men also changed in their own way, which were different from the original eight moves of the Great Compassion Sword, and turned into the sword posture that was most suitable for them. Huang Ningtian smiled happily while stroking his beard.
To be able to practice the Great Compassion Sword to this extent in a month, both of them are rare geniuses, but in the end, Li Muchan was the winner.
The two of them could see that Li Muchan had a deep knowledge of the Great Sadness Sword and knew it like the back of his hand. He could see through Li Ye's changes in every possible way. He could see through it at a glance and hit its flaw to force her to change her moves. If he continued like this, Li Ye would come back to bite him.
Injuried.
"Okay!" Huang Ningtian clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Stop!"
Li Yejiao snarled, her sword force became more and more swift, and she had no intention of giving up. She was really unwilling to give in. As the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of Qinghe Sword Sect, how had she ever received such anger!
Li Muchan shook his head, and the sword force suddenly changed, like a flash of lightning, the tip of the sword hit Li Ye's sword body.
Li Ye felt a strange force coming from the sword, first like a drill, entering his arm from the tiger's mouth, and then spreading like water ripples. Half of his body went numb, and he almost couldn't hold the sword.
Taking advantage of her suffocation, Li Muchan stepped back, returned the sword to its sheath, and looked at her with a smile: "Junior Sister Li, I accept the offer!"
"You..." Li Ye bit his lip and stared at him bitterly.
"Haha..." Huang Ningtian stroked his beard and laughed, very happy. He didn't expect that Li Muchan had such great understanding. It was really an unexpected surprise.
When Chen Daotang took it upon himself to recruit Li Muchan into his sect, Huang Ningtian knew that Chen Daotang had a very high vision and was definitely not an ordinary person to be favored by him, but he never thought that Li Muchan was so savvy and could practice the Great Compassion Sword to such an extent in a month.
Chen Daotang nodded with satisfaction.
Li Ye angrily stared at Li Muchan, wishing to tear him apart in one bite. She was so arrogant and arrogant that she had never suffered from such cowardice. It was a huge insult.
Huang Ningtian smiled and said: "Li Ye, there is nothing wrong with being a junior sister!"
"Zong——Master——!" Li Ye looked away from Li Muchan's face and said angrily: "Has he already practiced the Great Sword of Sorrow?"
She could feel that Li Muchan grasped her flaws with every sword strike, showing his proficiency in the Great Compassion Sword. How could he have mastered it to this extent in a month?!
"You two went to the mountain at the same time and were taught the Great Compassion Sword on the same day." Huang Ningtian waved his hands and said with a smile: "If you want to be a senior sister, you can defeat him!... Well, you two can compete once a month. You just need to
If you win, you will become a senior sister!"
"Thank you, Sect Master!" Li Yejiao smiled and clasped his fists.
Huang Ningtian waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry yet, I still have conditions, it will only be valid within two years, and if one person loses three times in a row, it will be over."
Li Ye hesitated, glared at Li Muchan, and nodded slowly: "Okay!"
Chen Daotang said in a deep voice: "You two are only allowed to compete until the point is reached. No one is allowed to get hurt, otherwise you will be punished according to the sect's rules!"
"Yes." Li Muchan clasped his fists.
Li Ye glared at Li Muchan, as if he must be the one who got hurt, and hummed: "Junior Brother Li, don't worry, I won't kill you!"
Li Muchan smiled: "Thank you so much, Junior Sister Li!"
He didn't care about the titles of senior and junior sisters, but Li Ye was a disciple of the Qinghe Sword Sect, so that was different, so he had to distinguish between them.
Overpowering Li Ye symbolizes that Tianyuan Pavilion overwhelms the Qinghe Sword Sect. The competition between the two represents each sect, and there is no room for retreat or compromise.
Huang Ningtian said with a smile: "You two are officially disciples of the Mirror Sect. Taotang, please take them out to say hello and explain some rules."
"Yes." Chen Daotang responded, beckoning the two of them out.
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Li Muchan moved back to another small courtyard, located in the east end, which is not in the same area as the original courtyard. I don’t know whether it was Chen Daotang’s intention, or whether he could only arrange the residences in order. Li Muchan and Li Ye became neighbors, he was on the east side, and she was on the west side.
The two courtyards are separated by a wall.
Li Ye always had a bad look on him and never called him senior brother. Instead, Li Muchan took the opportunity to call him junior sister, which was very enjoyable.
This Li Ye has absolutely no good intentions. If he gets the chance, he will never let go of killing herself to avenge his master. He has crippled so many disciples of the Qinghe Sword Sect. There is no guarantee that there will be no one close to her. He can feel her.
He was so filled with hatred that he wanted to stab himself to death with a sword.
Li Muchan had always been vigilant to avoid being plotted by her, and he could not relax in practicing martial arts to avoid being surpassed by her. She was a prodigy and was by no means inferior to him. It was only because of her limited martial arts experience that she lagged behind him.
He has experienced several worlds and gained great insights in martial arts. More importantly, he has completely different martial arts thoughts and styles, which make him broad-minded and far-sighted.
The sect leader also seemed to add fuel to the fire by deciding who would win or lose. He wanted to stimulate the two of them to work harder. He couldn't resist and could only follow the path.
One hundred and twenty-three, the undisciples of the Mingjing Sect, plus Li Muchan and Li Ye, one hundred and twenty-five, all want to break out of the stone forest.
As the latest generation of disciples, during the longest ten years and the shortest five years of joining the sect, they all had good cultivation and were all geniuses, but they could not break through the stone forest.
Li Mu's profound Zen practice is better than theirs, but if he wants to break into the stone forest, he needs to join the sect for at least one year, and he is not allowed to break into it for less than one year.
This is to stop those disciples who are eager for success. The stone forest is dangerous, and you may lose your life. If your martial arts does not reach a certain standard, you are not allowed to go.
Li Muchan was not in a hurry, just like a book lover who came to the library and never wanted to leave easily. He was hungry for the Ming Mirror Sect's superb martial arts.
There are thirty-six branches of Mingjing Sect's martial arts. Each branch is a step-by-step martial arts system, just like a tree. It needs to be climbed step by step, and there is no room for trickery.
There is no so-called strongest or weakest among these thirty-six branches. When each branch is practiced to its peak, it will be able to dominate the world with few opponents. The key depends on personal preferences and physical fitness.
As the most basic foundation of the Thirty-Six Branches of Martial Arts system, the Great Compassion Sword is used throughout. The Heart Technique of the Great Compassion Sword can activate any martial arts in the Thirty-Six Branches of Martial Arts.
Some disciples in the sect who want to learn two or three branches at the same time must use the Great Compassion Sword as the basis. The Great Compassion Sword has a peaceful internal power, but it has also lost its sharpness and characteristics. It may be less powerful than the unique mental method, but it is better than the sword.
Being obsessed with fire can activate all martial arts.
Li Muchan had the ambition to cultivate the thirty-six limbs, so he practiced hard on the Great Compassion Sword. He had a strong physique and a strong body, so his cultivation time was much longer than that of ordinary people.
The Great Compassion Sword uses the power of the sword to stimulate internal energy, but many people practice it more than ten times and are out of breath. The internal energy is full and the spirit is good, but the physical body is exhausted. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Piaotian
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