"Senior sister..." Li Muchan titheed and said with a smile, "You are here so early, but you have something to do?"
Wen Yinyue said calmly: "Master sent me here to teach you the Green Dragon Palm."
"Master, I can't thank you enough for your hard work!" Li Muchan titheed to the north and said, "Sister, please come in and sit down. I'll be fine soon."
"No need." Wen Yinyue frowned and waved her jade hands.
Li Muchan secretly thought, could it be that the senior sister doesn't like men?... Because he is a stinky man, so he doesn't bother to enter his house?
When he thought about it, he vaguely felt that it made sense, but he was not sure. Her heart was so clear and calm that he could not sense it through his mind.
In addition, her expression was always cold, making it difficult to analyze.
He simply let go of his mind, stopped thinking about it, and let things take their own course. If she was hostile, she would be hostile. It didn't matter, as long as he practiced martial arts well.
"Okay, senior sister, wait a moment." Li Muchan nodded, took off his shirt, poured a bucket of water with his bare arms, and washed himself happily.
Wen Yinyue looked at Li Muchan, her eyes unflinching, her expression cold and calm, as if she was not looking at a man, but a pile of pork.
After washing up, Li Muchan shook his head and smiled bitterly, "This senior sister is really unusual."
He entered the room, changed into a green outfit, came to Wen Yinyue and said, "Senior sister, how can I give you some advice?"
"Let's fight." Wen Yinyue said calmly.
Li Muchan perked up and nodded quickly: "It couldn't be better."
Wen Yinyue's bright eyes were as clear as water, and she said calmly, "Fists and feet have no eyes. When he strikes, it is inevitable that he will be too light or too heavy. Fortunately, he has practiced the indestructible power of the Vajra, so she does not have to restrain her hands and feet."
When Li Muchan heard this, his heart trembled, and he knew that the senior sister was waiting for him here. It seemed that the senior sister was angry just now, so she wanted to teach him a lesson.
However, her control over her emotions is also amazing. Even when she is angry, it is difficult for her to remain still, without any abnormalities.
He smiled bitterly and nodded: "I hope Senior Sister will be merciful!"
"If you want to practice kung fu well, don't be afraid of pain!" Wen Yinyue said calmly.
"...Yes." Li Muchan gritted his teeth and nodded slowly.
"Be careful!" Wen Yinyue lightly scolded, and her white jade-like palm reached his chest. With a gentle push, there was a muffled "bang" and Li Muchan flew up and hit the wall.
Li Muchan landed with another "thud" and fell into the flower bed, almost getting pricked by the flowers.
However, although the power of this palm is strong, it is a strong force, not a negative force. It is like a piece of wood being hit and flying out.
Li Muchan coughed, shook his head and smiled bitterly, Senior Sister was showing off her power.
Wen Yinyue said coldly: "When facing the enemy, there is no room for distraction. A single thought can mean the difference between life and death. If I were the enemy, you would already be dead."
"Yes, senior sister." Li Muchan nodded, too lazy to argue.
If she were an enemy, she wouldn't be allowed to get close, and she would have struck preemptively. However, these words are boring to say, and it seems that she is just using her words.
"Come again!" Wen Yinyue waved her jade hands.
"Okay!" Li Muchan jumped several feet and landed in front of Wen Yinyue.
Wen Yinyue looked at him and frowned: "Has your internal strength recovered?"
Li Muchan shook his head: "No, the Nirvana Locking Element Technique is really powerful...but, although I can't use internal strength, I can use footwork."
The move just now was the Feiyun Step. Although it cannot be triggered by internal force, strength is also a kind of force that can be used to simulate internal force.
Wen Yinyue nodded and said calmly: "You really have a good understanding, take over!"
After saying that, the little white jade-like hand came to me again.
This time, Li Muchan was on guard, and quickly shrunk down, performing each of the Eight Blue Dragon Postures naturally, with great familiarity and fluency, purely subconsciously.
"Huh?" Wen Yinyue was surprised. She flipped her white jade palm and quickly changed her moves to attack Li Muchan's weak point.
Although the Green Dragon Palm is exquisite, it is a basic entry-level palm technique after all. When it comes to subtlety, it is far behind what she has learned. She knows exactly where its weaknesses are.
Li Muchan withdrew his palms and changed his moves, dealing with them with ease, which had the effect of turning decay into magic.
His mind was like lightning, and his speed was twice that of ordinary people. Although Wen Yinyue's palms were fast, he could keep up because he did not use all his strength because of his skill.
As a result, he and Wen Yinyue's back and forth palms turned out to be inseparable and evenly matched.
The two of them were just exchanging moves. He only used the Green Dragon Palm, while Wen Yinyue used various palm techniques and boxing techniques. There were many routines, and no move was repeated.
While she was making moves, she said: "The martial arts competition between outer disciples only involves the body and moves, and does not involve internal strength. With your current strength, it is enough."
Li Muchan also smiled and said while taking out his palm: "Senior sister, how do you think of my Green Dragon Palm?"
"Well, it's rare to learn slowly and use it well!" Wen Yinyue said lightly.
Li Muchan laughed heartily and said, "It's all my senior sister who taught me well. Masters give birth to great disciples."
"There is no need to say these words." Wen Yinyue frowned lightly, as if she was displeased, and hummed: "Sweet words are flashy, men are indeed the most unreliable in their words!"
Li Muchan chuckled and said, "I speak sincerely, but Senior Sister is too arbitrary."
Wen Yinyue snorted softly, her face turned cold, she stopped talking, and stepped up her hand, each move moving faster and faster.
She slowly injects inner strength, and her moves become faster and faster, giving people the feeling of being robbed of flowers and butterflies, making them dazzled.
But seeing the sky full of snow-white palms covering Li Muchan, he shuttled back and forth in the white jade palms, always trying to escape at the critical moment.
Li Muchan was really struggling. He didn't expect that the senior sister was proficient in so many palm techniques. In this aspect, he was already inferior to him.
Wen Yinyue was even more surprised. She didn't expect that her junior brother's understanding was so amazing. He could stop her with just a set of Green Dragon Palms. She thought to herself that if it were her, she only learned it for one day and barely learned it, she would never be able to do this.
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Even if I am now able to use the Green Dragon Palm to deal with several of my own boxing techniques, I still cannot do it. It is evident that my junior brother's understanding is astonishing and his talent is extraordinary.
Later, Wen Yinyue's little white jade hands became faster and faster, and Wen Yinyue's internal strength became stronger and stronger. She had already exerted a fraction of her internal strength, and was considered a martial arts master.
With a set of Green Dragon Palms and his own divine power, Li Muchan struggled to resist. Although he was at a disadvantage, he still managed to hold on to the door without losing it.
"Huh, that's rare!" Wen Yinyue said lightly, her jade palms suddenly turned into flowing light, penetrated Li Muchan's palms, and hit his chest.
Li Muchan flew out, hit the courtyard wall hard, and fell into the flower garden.
Li Muchan stood up and patted the dust off his body. Fortunately, his green shirt was made of satin and was not stained by dust. Even after two falls, it was not stained.
He walked back slowly and said with a wry smile: "Senior sister, is this considered a competition?"
Wen Yinyue hummed, glanced sideways at him, and said, "You can't always meet outer disciples. What should you do if you encounter an inner disciple bullying you?"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said: "Inner disciples are not allowed to take action against outer disciples. Otherwise, they will face the wall for a year. Is this a rule?"
Wen Yinyue said calmly: "For someone like you who is hated by others, there is no guarantee that there will be no inner disciples who will fight to get punished and deal with you!"
Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "Senior sister, I am really stupid. I don't know where I can attract people's hatred?"
"You don't have enough limelight?" Wen Yinyue glanced at her lightly, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, as if sarcastically.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Don't you just want to clear the level as soon as possible and don't want to waste time?"
Wen Yinyue shook her head and said nothing, as if she was too lazy to say more.
Li Muchan was helpless towards her and said with a smile: "Is there any other aspect that makes people hate me? I hope Senior Sister can give me some advice!"
"I don't know!" Wen Yinyue said calmly, waving her jade hand and attacking again, saying: "Practice all day today. You must do your best and don't be lazy... take a break tomorrow and compete the day after tomorrow."
"Okay!" Li Muchan cheered up, and the two of them exchanged palms and punches, and they were fighting hard. In the process, the Green Dragon Palm became more and more refined and its power gradually increased.
Time flew by while the two were sparring. Song Wenbin and Li Zongheng came over. Seeing that the two were having a great time fighting, they left quietly without disturbing them.
Their respect for their senior sister is deep-rooted.
From morning to night, the two of them fought without stopping. Li Muchan also saw Wen Yinyue's persistence and madness. He thought he was the only one who could do such a thing.
In this day's work, Li Muchan received countless slaps, some of which were just horizontal punches that flew out, and some were yin punches that penetrated into the internal organs like fine needles.
Fortunately, he had the indestructible magic power to protect his body, and Wen Yinyue didn't use all his strength. He only suffered a little pain and was not injured.
The next day, he took a day off and stayed in the vegetable garden, waiting for Xiao Bi to start.
In the early morning of the third day, as soon as Li Muchan got up, there was a knock on the door. As soon as he heard the knock on the door, he knew it was Song Wenbin, and he hurriedly shouted: "Senior Brother Song, come in."
Song Wenbin, dressed in a green outfit, strode in, walked directly into the room, and said: "Zhanran, hurry up and leave, the competition is about to begin!"
"So early?" Li Muchan untied his fingerprints, got down, opened the window, and looked at the sky.
Song Wenbin was full of energy and said with a smile: "Zhanran, it's late! ... We have many outer disciples, and each of us competes three times. It will take a day to finish!"
"Okay, let's go!" Li Muchan nodded.
The two left the small courtyard and went to the neighboring courtyard to knock on Li Zongheng's door. Li Zongheng's door opened immediately. He was wearing a green outfit and was full of energy. He stepped out and closed the door: "Let's go!"
The three of them followed the path sandwiched between green pines, then turned and went straight up, arriving at the large square in front of Wuji Palace, and their minds suddenly broadened.
This square is huge, and a circle of bluestones is built around the outermost edge to make the square circular, so as to prevent it from accidentally flying out and falling directly into the deep and endless valley.
The roar of the river was carried up by the wind, and it was faint, as if there were tigers in the mountains.
There is a circular high platform in the center of the square, with several high-backed chairs placed on the platform.
Wen Yinyue was wearing a Yuebai Luo shirt and sat calmly in the center. There were nine people sitting in front of her, divided into two rows, five men and four women, all with solemn expressions.
Li Muchan saw Mei Ruolan standing prominently in the queue, located at the end of the women's list.
He nodded secretly. It was obvious that the eldest lady had extraordinary qualifications and had laid a solid foundation. Now she entered the inner sect to retreat for a month, soared into the sky and became a direct disciple.
According to the rules of the Canghai Sword Sect, disciples are divided into three levels: outer disciples, inner disciples, and direct disciples.
Most of the entry-level kung fu for outer disciples is taught by direct disciples. Only the real secrets are taught personally by Zhuzhao Master Tai and several first-level figures in the sect.
Therefore, although Wen Yinyue and the others are senior sisters, to all the disciples, they are no different than master and uncle.
"Hey, who is that, the newly promoted senior sister?" Song Wenbin pointed at Mei Ruolan from a distance.
Mei Ruolan seemed to feel something, and turned around to look, her blurred eyes fell on Li Muchan, and she smiled slightly.
She was cold, cool, and noble, but with such a smile, her face suddenly shone brightly, and all the disciples in the audience were dazzled.
Li Muchan tithes and nods with a slight smile.
Mei Ruolan nodded slightly and slowly turned her head.
Song Wenbin and Li Zongheng looked at him strangely, their eyes bright.
Song Wenbin and Li Zongheng pulled him aside, avoided everyone, and whispered: "Zhan Ran, do you recognize that senior sister?!"
He found it incredible that all the people Zhan Ran knew were extremely beautiful.
Li Muchan said: "She is my eldest lady."
"Ah, it turns out to be Senior Sister Mei!" The two of them suddenly realized.
Li Zongheng hummed: "Zhanran, you are a monk, but you are so beautiful and blessed, you are really enviable!"
Li Muchan patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "What you said is wrong. There is no such thing as Yanfu or Yanfu. Come on, go and sit down!"
Li Zongheng muttered and curled his lips, quite disapproving of his hypocrisy. A manly man, if you say anything, you just hide it. It's really tiring!
The three of them found a place to sit down. Futons had been placed on the field, and you could sit wherever you wanted. However, the men sat on the east side and the women sat on the west side. The two areas were clearly separated, but they did not mix together.
They arrived a little late, and there was no room for them to get closer, so they had to stay back.
Not long after he sat down, a young man stood up on the high platform. His face was like a crown jewel and he was so handsome.
He stood up and came to the high platform, clasped his fists and said loudly: "Today is the day of the outer sect competition. I won't talk nonsense. Everyone knows the rules. Let's start by drawing lots!"
Then, a row of male disciples and a row of female disciples each took a wooden box with a round hole in the middle and walked to each person respectively.
When the wooden box arrived, he reached out and took out a wooden sign, just like asking for a sign in a temple.
Everyone was very skilled in doing it, and the speed was very fast. After a while, the work was completed, and Li Muchan drew Zhao Qing.
Li Zongheng tilted his head and came over, took Li Muchan's wooden sign, looked at it, and said with a smile: "Zhanran, congratulations, please sign it!"
Song Wenbin was also curious and came over to take a look, his face changed slightly, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Zhan Ran, this Zhao Qing is not easy to deal with!"