Ice Soul Divine Sword is a fingering technique, similar to Canghai Divine Sword.
The Ice Soul Divine Sword needs to be activated by the Ice Soul Divine Art so that its power can be exerted to its maximum. Although it is activated by general internal force, its power is far inferior to the Ice Soul Divine Art.
Lingbo Xudu is a supreme light skill, which also requires the activation of the Ice Soul Divine Skill. He saw with his own eyes the light skill of Crossing the River Ruyue, and felt inferior to it.
Looking at these two secret arts, Li Muchan has the idea of re-cultivating the Zhiyin Zhihanxin method. These two secret arts are not comparable to ordinary top martial arts, and their power is infinite.
But in the end, I thought about my Tianji Sword and gave up the idea.
When he left the underground stone house and came to the small courtyard above, he saw Master Mo waving a black sword. When he concentrated, he saw that it was a wooden sword, which seemed to have been struck by lightning.
Li Muchan was surprised, such a wooden sword is best for suppressing evil.
This world is rich in aura, and souls exist for a long time. People believe in ghosts, and they also know that thunder splitting wood has the best effect of suppressing evil.
Master Mo's use of the thunderwood sword is really weird.
Seeing Li Muchan standing aside and watching, he stopped his sword and waved.
Li Muchan stepped forward and clasped his fists: "Master Mo."
"I heard that you want to help me heal my injuries?" Master Mo asked.
Li Muchan nodded: "Master Mo has injured the lung meridian. I want to treat it."
"How to cure it?" Master Mo asked.
Li Muchan stretched out his hand and said, "Let me check your pulse first."
Master Mo stretched out his arm, and Li Muchan put his hand on Shou Chai's wrist. He looked at it intently, his brows slowly wrinkled, his expression solemn.
Master Mo stared at him with turbid eyes. Seeing him like this, he smiled slightly. His injury could be cured so easily!
Li Muchan slowly took back his hand and remained silent.
"How?" Master Mo asked.
Li Muchan sighed: "Master practiced the Yang Zhigangxin method, and the Yang was too high, so it damaged the lung meridian. This is the result of accumulation over time."
"Not bad." Master Mo nodded.
Being able to determine the source of one's injuries at once is quite a skill.
Li Muchan muttered: "There is only one way to cure it."
"Tell me and listen." Master Mo said.
"Martial arts are abolished." Li Muchan said: "I no longer practice the original mental method, but practice the earthly mental method."
The lungs belong to metal, fire overcomes metal, and earth originates metal. A masculine heart method damages the lungs, while an earthy heart method benefits the lungs. The lung meridian is damaged too much and cannot tolerate any more damage.
Master Mo shook his head: "I rely solely on this inner strength to survive. If my inner strength is wasted, I will die immediately."
Li Muchan smiled: "I can keep my master alive."
"Do you have such a method?" Master Mo looked him up and down, his cloudy eyes became as clear as a spring, which illuminated his heart.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "If there is still a trace of it left, I can keep him alive... After the internal energy is gone, I will cut off the hair and wash the marrow for the master to repair his body."
"The little guy seems to have a special chance!" Master Mo's eyes returned to turbidity, and he nodded slowly: "Okay, it's up to you!"
"Really?" Li Muchan frowned. Master Mo agreed too readily to this important matter of life and death. He should think carefully about it not only for himself but also for the sake of the sect's inheritance.
"I always do things based on intuition, dilly-dallying will only make things worse!" Master Mo saw his thoughts and hummed: "Come over tomorrow morning!"
"...Yes, Master!" Li Muchan nodded slowly.
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"Wuji, are you really sure?" Chen Daotang grabbed Li Muchan's sleeve and asked in a deep voice.
The two of them were in Li Muchan's small pavilion. Li Muchan was about to get up to make tea, but Chen Daotang couldn't wait to ask, pulling on his sleeve to prevent him from leaving.
Li Muchan turned around and said helplessly: "Senior brother, don't worry, I'm absolutely sure!"
"Wuji, you must understand that once an accident occurs, it will be unthinkable!" Chen Daotang stared at him.
Li Muchan nodded: "I understand."
Chen Daotang slowly let go and said in a deep voice: "If there is even the slightest mistake, you will be the sinner!"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly: "Brother, you are trying to undermine me!"
"If you can't bear it anymore, it's too late to retreat now!" Chen Daotang said.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I have made up my mind, senior brother, there is no need to say any more!"
Chen Daotang shook his head helplessly: "You... there are no absolutes in this world. If something unexpected happens, your bright future will be ruined. You are so courageous!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Senior brother, don't you want Master Mo to recover from his injury?"
"Nonsense!" Chen Daotang glared at him angrily: "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have bothered to worry about it. I wish someone would dare to cure Master Mo!"
Li Muchan said: "That's it, just wait for my good news!"
"Alas..., you——!" Chen Daotang sighed and shook his head: "You are still too young!"
Li Muchan smiled and said nothing, turned around and went to the house to get tea.
After the two drank tea, they came to Uncle Mo's small courtyard. There were five people on a jade bed, four old men with white eyebrows and Huang Ningtian, and Master Mo sitting on the jade bed.
Seeing the two of them, Huang Ningtian waved: "Wuji, Daotang, come here!"
Four old men with white beards and eyebrows floated up, occupying four directions on the roof respectively, and surrounded the small courtyard in the air. Li Muchan had never seen them, but the cultivation of the four of them was amazing, and the foundation of the Ming Mirror Sect was indeed very deep.
"Sect Master, Master." Li Muchan clasped his fists, Master Mo sat on the jade bed and waved his hands: "Okay, no need to be polite, let's get started."
Li Muchan didn't say much, and went straight up to the jade bed and sat cross-legged behind him, saying in a deep voice: "After Master finished his kung fu, he immediately started to recite the Huang Tian Hou Tu Sutra and ignored the rest!"
"Well, okay." Master Mo nodded and closed his eyes.
He knew very well about the Heart Technique of San Gong. The Huangtian Hou Tu Sutra was a supreme earth-nature mental technique, which was rare in the world. Although it was difficult to get started, Master Mo couldn't find it difficult.
Li Muchan said in advance that Master Mo was well prepared.
Master Mo's dark green gown was fluttering, and invisible power flowed out. Huang Ningtian and Chen Daotang clearly felt something strange, and stared nervously at the field.
Li Muchan remained motionless, pressing his palms on Master Mo's vest, his expression solemn and majestic, different from usual.
Master Mo showed an expression of relief and seemed very happy.
The two of them stared at the field for a moment, wishing that time would fly by and see the results immediately, but they felt that time was slow and the days passed by like years.
It seemed to the two of them that a long time had passed. Li Muchan slowly released his palms and formed a hand seal in front of his lower abdomen. He remained motionless again, but the color on his face suddenly disappeared and he became as pale as paper.
Master Mo remained motionless.
The two people's hearts were scratching like a cat, but they could only resist their impulse and stare at the two of them.
After about a cup of tea, Li Muchan slowly opened his eyes: "Master, are you feeling better?"
"Very good!" Master Mo suddenly opened his eyes and laughed loudly: "Haha, the old troubles of old age have been wiped away. There is nothing happier in life than this!"
His eyes were still cloudy, but they were shining brightly. He looked very strange. His whole person seemed to be decades younger, with the old age gone, and the wrinkles on his face also reduced a bit.
Huang Ningtian said hurriedly: "Uncle, is that great?"
As he said that, he reached out and reached out. Master Mo extended his hand and said with a smile: "I didn't expect this kid to have such ability. Not bad! Not bad!"
Li Muchan smiled: "Master, thank you for the reward. If you do it again, I will really die!"
He seemed to have exerted too much energy and his voice was weak and feeble.
Master Mo chuckled and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I will have something good for you in a few days!"
"Thank you, Master." Li Muchan smiled and nodded.
Huang Ningtian put down his hands, couldn't close his mouth, and squinted his eyes together. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)