She looked accustomed to it, and did not ask Li Muchan how he could control the crane and add oil. She looked at Zhong Bixuan and said, "I have to perform the spell on her, and you will protect her!"
"Yes." Li Muchan sat cross-legged on the futon.
He is now in a state of overdraft, like a straw that can crush him down. He can rest, which is exactly what he wants. Otherwise, he will not be able to hold on immediately.
Master Zhumei slowly helped Zhong Bixuan up, with a distressed look on her face, and sighed: "This time, the little girl has suffered. This arrow is so vicious. I don't know who hurt her!"
Li Muchan opened his eyes and said sheepishly: "Uncle, this arrow is my handiwork."
"Hmm——?" Master Zhuzhao and Master Zhumei both looked at them in surprise.
Wen Yinyue had just stepped into the palace door and looked over after hearing the words. Her dark eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she was resentful or strange.
Liu Dao Ru Shui's eyes fell on him, and Li Muchan felt uncomfortable all over. He shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "On the way to Helian's house, I encountered a top master from the Li family who intercepted and killed me. Senior Brother Zhao and the others surrounded me. I waited for the opportunity with my arrows.
But... when the arrow was shot out, the man actually used Senior Sister Zhong as a shield."
Master Zhuzhao frowned and asked: "The top master of the Li family...which Li family?"
"The Li family in Fengming City." Li Muchan said.
Master Zhuzhao thought thoughtfully: "Well... that family has a master, Li Jingwu... Well, he has good claw skills. Have you met him?"
Li Muchan described this person's appearance, and he knew in his heart that this was the person whose claw skills were quite rare in the martial arts world, and it was rare for him to become famous all over the world.
Master Zhumei said warmly: "Zhanran, Li Jingwu is quite difficult to deal with. You are lucky to be safe under his hands."
Li Muchan sighed: "His skills are inferior and his hands are tied. He beat us very badly."
"Are Jin Sheng and the others not injured?" Master Zhumei asked.
Li Muchan shook his head.
Master Zhuzhao waved his hand and said: "This old guy, let him be free for a few days, and he will be handed over to you. Tomorrow, go down the mountain and get his dog head!"
"Yes, Master." Wen Yinyue lightly nodded and responded calmly.
Li Muchan glanced at her, and Master Zhuzhao smiled and said, "Little guy, what are you looking at? Do you not believe in Yin Yue's ability?"
Li Muchan smiled.
Wen Yinyue glanced at him lightly, and Master Zhuzhao smiled and said, "That's it, you adjust your breath well today, and follow Yinyue down the mountain tomorrow to see with your own eyes what your senior sister is capable of."
"Yes, Master." Li Muchan responded quickly, which was exactly what he wanted.
"Master..." Wen Yinyue frowned lightly.
Master Zhuzhao waved her hand and said: "You are the senior sister, please teach Zhanran more, don't be too troublesome!"
"...Yes, disciple, I obey!" Wen Yinyue slowly nodded.
Master Zhuzhao gave her a stern look and hummed: "Okay, you two will protect Master, and I will cure Bixuan."
"Yes, Master." The two responded.
Wen Yinyue sat next to Li Muchan, and the faint aroma hit him, secreting his heart and spleen. Li Muchan felt refreshed and the cells in his body became active.
Master Zhuzhao sat cross-legged behind Zhong Bixuan, with her bright eyes closed, her hands forming a seal like twisted orchids, her posture was elegant and graceful, and her treasure appearance was solemn and moving.
The hands change, and each handprint is condensed. After a moment of condensation, it turns into another handprint. The changes are like clouds and flowing water, and each handprint is like a lotus blooming in the void.
Li Muchan is also proficient in mudras. Seeing her doing mudras, he secretly admired that he was far inferior to her.
Master Zhuzhao condensed more than thirty handprints, and then gathered them in the mutton, motionless, as if he had turned into a lotus, bright and flawless.
Her skin was originally very good, delicate and snow-white, but now it changed and turned into moon-white as jade, as if the jade light shone brightly, and the brilliance was flowing under her skin.
The moon-white monk's robe floats gently, as if he is sitting in the void with the gentle breeze blowing.
"Take it!" She opened her bright eyes, and two electric lights poured out, illuminating the main hall.
She put her hands on Zhong Bixuan, and they both floated up at the same time, sitting on the void. Handprints formed in the air, turning into a shadow and falling on Zhong Bixuan.
Every time a handprint fell, Zhong Bixuan shuddered, as if being shocked by electricity.
After a few breaths, their clothes were undulating like the waves of the sea.
Li Muchan was dazzled by what he saw. It was also a life-saving method. Yingyue'an's Crane Control and Oiling Technique was very simple. The key was the use of internal force, which only involved tapping a few acupoints.
Time passed, and the handprints became faster and faster. Before the lotus flower formed by one handprint dispersed, the second lotus flower had formed and fell on Zhong Bixuan one after another.
Li Muchan felt a huge force surging forward, as if he were in the middle of the sea. The force pulling him was so huge that he seemed to be one with the world.
His clothes were moving wildly, and he turned to look at Wen Yinyue, who was as calm as ever. His light green clothes clung to his delicate body, showing off his graceful curves, sexy and attractive, and his cold and charming temperament was like a strong poison, which could easily drive people crazy.
He sighed secretly, his senior sister's cultivation was indeed profound, and he was nowhere near as good as him.
Master Zhumei sat on the other side, her eyes shining like gems, staring at Zhong Bixuan with extreme concern.
Although Zhong Bixuan is not the most outstanding disciple, he is lively, innocent, and has no ulterior motives. He is a lovable pistachio.
If Zhong Bixuan has three strengths and two weaknesses, she really doesn't know how to deal with it.
The expression on her face changed, sometimes gentle and kind, sometimes cold and solemn, as if two emotions, one yin and one yang, were fighting and struggling.
A quarter of an hour passed.
The lotus flowers in the sky are more prosperous, one by one, thousands of them, as if they are all over the sky and everywhere. Her white jade-like catkins can no longer be seen, only the lotus flowers.
"Return!" Master Zhuzhao suddenly yelled, and all the lotus flowers in the sky returned to one place at the same time, condensing between her palms, and suddenly the light shone brightly.
The light slowly faded away, and a white jade lotus flower appeared, just like the real thing.
Master Zhuzhao held the jade lotus and slowly pressed it on Zhong Bixuan's forehead.
The jade lotus melted and penetrated into the center of her eyebrows like a clear spring. Suddenly her forehead shone brightly and her whole face exuded a milky white luster, making her suddenly more vivid.
The two of them slowly floated down. Master Zhuzhao formed a seal with his hands and slowly returned them to his Dantian, motionless.
Li Muchan understood that this was the end of the exercise. He looked at Zhong Bixuan again. After he slowly floated down, his body trembled slightly, as if there was some persuasion running through his body.
Li Muchan turned to look at Wen Yinyue.
Wen Yinyue opened her bright eyes and glanced at him lightly: "This is our sect's secret technique, the yin and yang creation technique, which can seize the vitality of the world and sustain human life."
Li Muchan asked, "How does it compare with Yingyue'an's Crane Control and Oiling Technique?"
"Peaceful autumn colors." Wen Yinyue said lightly.
Li Muchan thought for a moment and shook his head, feeling that what the senior sister said was untrue.
"Don't think about it, you can't learn." Wen Yinyue glanced at him, half-smiling.
Li Muchan asked: "Does it need to be stimulated by the Miaolian Sutra?"
"Hmm, not bad." Wen Yinyue nodded lightly and turned her head to look at Master Zhuzhao.
Li Muchan then asked: "Senior sister, can you also use it?"
"Barely." Wen Yinyue replied casually.
While he was talking, Zhong Bixuan suddenly groaned and slowly opened his eyes.
Master Zhumei hurriedly came forward and called in a low voice: "Bixuan, Bixuan?"
Li Muchan also hurried over and stared at Zhong Bixuan, feeling nervous.
Zhong Bixuan slowly turned his head, his eyes gradually clearing up, he looked at Li Muchan, then at Master Zhumei, and said weakly: "Master, where are you?"
Master Zhumei said softly: "We are in Wuji Hall, you have come back."
Zhong Bixuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, is it okay?"
Master Zhumei nodded softly: "Well, he was not injured. It was Zhanran who sent you back. ...Don't say anything. Take a good rest first and heal your injuries."
"Junior Brother Zhanran..." Zhong Bixuan turned to look at Li Muchan.
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and joined the tithe: "Senior Sister Zhong, it's my fault! ...Fortunately, Senior Sister Zhong is a lucky person!"
Zhong Bixuan snorted: "Zhanran, your archery skills are not very good!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Yes, senior sister, after you recover from your injury, we can learn from each other again."
"Well, I will defeat you!" Zhong Bixuan looked determined.
"Okay, stop talking and have a good rest." Master Zhumei was too busy to stop him. Seeing the situation between the two of them, they were about to start a verbal argument.
Zhong Bixuan gently closed her eyes and fell asleep slowly.
In the evening, Zhao Jinsheng and three others also came back. They were short of breath, looked tired, and had a weathered look on their faces. They were obviously in a hurry to get on their way.
In the Wuji Hall, Master Zhuzhao met the three people, comforted them, and listened to the three people's story.
Li Muchan, Wen Yinyue, Master Zhumei, Li Zhuyue, Lu Jingren, Xiao Xueming, Yue Jianshu, Yan Yingxiong, and Xu Wanqing were all standing aside.
After hearing this, Master Zhuzhao shook his head, looked at Zhao Jinsheng, and then at Li Muchan.
Li Zhuyue was quiet and dignified, rarely speaking. She shook her head and sighed: "Jin Sheng, you still lack a lot of experience in the martial arts world."
Zhao Jinsheng lowered his head and responded in a low voice.
Li Zhuyue looked at Li Muchan with an expression of approval, turned around and said with a smile: "Second Senior Sister, you have a good eye, Zhan Ran is indeed extraordinary!"
Master Zhuzhao pursed his lips and chuckled, and the sound was like a silver bell, echoing in the Wuji Hall.
Li Muchan lowered his head slightly with a respectful expression.
Li Zhuyue looked at Li Muchan, then at the five male disciples, and sighed: "In terms of wisdom, among the male disciples, Zhan Ran is definitely the first!"
Li Muchan hurriedly said: "Uncle Master, I'm so embarrassed that I, the disciple, can't live up to it!"
Li Zhuyue chuckled and said: "Come on, Zhanran, don't be humble. An expert will know when he makes a move. In terms of resourcefulness and scheming, the five of them tied together will not be as good as you."
Li Muchan smiled bitterly, how could the five direct male disciples accept such praise? His own hard days were coming.
Li Zhuyue glanced at Lu Jingren and the other five, and hummed: "Remember, from now on, whenever you go down the mountain and walk in the martial arts forest, you will only follow your lead!"