Wen Yinyue frowned and turned to look at Li Muchan.
At this time, Li Muchan had already drawn his long sword. There was a bloody cut on his left chest, but his expression was as calm as before, as if he was not the one injured.
Wen Yinyue floated down on the bed, and the lotus shadow under her feet flashed, and suddenly disappeared into the woods, appearing in front of a group of people, blocking their way.
This group of people was led by an old man, none other than Ding Jinxi.
He stroked his beard with his hand, squinted his eyes, and smiled with a majestic air.
Seeing Wen Yinyue appear, he paused his hand stroking his beard and said with a smile: "Haha, Miss Wen, you're fine, let's meet again!"
Wen Yinyue glanced at him and looked around. There were more than a dozen men, three middle-aged men, and the rest were old men. All of them had bulging temples and piercing eyes.
"Haha..." Ding Jinxi smiled and pointed behind him: "These are the masters of our Helian family. I heard about Miss Wen's name and came here to ask for advice."
Wen Yinyue said calmly: "Are all the masters from the Helian family here?"
"Haha, we are close friends, Miss Wen, we are not trying to kill you, we just want to invite you to go back and discuss things with Zhuzhao." Ding Jinxi said with a smile.
Wen Yinyue glanced at him and landed on an old man behind him.
The old man has a medium build, a square face, round eyes, bright and sharp, as sharp as an eagle or a falcon, which gives people a sense of oppression and dare not look directly.
Wen Yinyue looked at him, thoughtfully, and said lightly: "The Helian family has gone too far to deceive others!"
Ding Jinxi said with a smile: "Haha, Miss Wen, this is not right. You came to our place to kill Li Jingwu, and then said that we bullied others too much. Isn't it confusing right and wrong?!"
Wen Yinyue frowned and said, "Shut up, he is the leader, right?"
As she spoke, she pointed at the old man behind Ding Jinxi.
The old man's eyes were burning, he took a step forward, cupped his fists and said, "Fairy Leng Lian is well-deserved!"
Wen Yinyue said calmly: "What's your surname?"
"I am Helianzhan!" the old man said in a deep voice.
"Who are you, Helianye?" Wen Yinyue asked.
The old man Helianzhan said in a deep voice: "Brother, I am."
"I see." Wen Yinyue nodded and said calmly: "No need to talk nonsense, let's do it."
Helianzhan said in a deep voice: "Miss Wen is so happy, we won't be polite anymore!"
After saying that, he waved his hand and said, "Come on!"
The crowd's figure floated, as fast as the breeze, and suddenly surrounded her. They drew their swords, drew their knives, or withdrew their sticks, and they all attacked her.
Wen Yinyue smiled faintly, with the lotus shadows on her hands twinkling, and stepped forward to greet him.
Swords, knives, sticks and other weapons all hit the lotus shadow one after another and bounced away, as if they had hit an invisible wall of air, making it difficult for the sword to enter.
Everyone was startled, and then they increased their strength, and several swords fell at the same time, trying to defeat him.
The lotus shadows at Wen Yinyue's feet flickered, and their figures shone and disappeared, suddenly in front and suddenly behind, the changes were unpredictable, and they wanted to besiege but couldn't get it.
Li Muchan closed his five senses and had no sense of the outside world. He integrated all his mind into the heart bead, entered the physical body, and watched the moonlight in the picture of heaven, humans and gods meet.
The moonlight enveloped his body, making his whole body feel like crisp.
The real body is also slowly changing, and the bloody wounds are gradually closing. Although the speed is imperceptible, it is still moving.
Wen Yin Yueyu's face was as dark as water, and her figure was graceful. Every move she made was sexy and alluring, but it hid a deadly murderous intention. In a moment, two old men had already flown out.
Among them was Ding Jinxi.
Another old man used his sword to break Wen Yinyue's lotus palm, but unexpectedly, Wen Yinyue's palm contained strange internal power. After many twists and turns, the internal power came in and he flew out directly.
"Miss Wen, what kind of palm technique is this, so wonderful?" Helian Zhan shouted.
He stood outside the crowd and watched with cold eyes, but did not join the battle. He seemed to be proud of his status and did not want to bully the smaller ones. Unfortunately, so many people had nothing to do with Wen Yinyue, but she injured two people.
If this continues, these people will surely follow in her footsteps and be knocked away one by one without even being able to hurt her hair.
The masters of the Helian family could do nothing to a young girl. If word spread, it would be extremely embarrassing and the Helian family would be completely embarrassed.
Wen Yinyue's movement was erratic, and suddenly the lotus shadow flashed, and he knocked an old man away with one palm, and said lightly: "Jade Lotus Palm."
Helianzhan laughed loudly: "What a lotus jade palm, I admire it, but I also want to learn a thing or two from it!"
"Come on." Wen Yinyue said coldly.
While she was speaking, the lotus shadow on her left palm flashed again, and she knocked away another old man, easily and effortlessly, just like an adult playing with a child.
Helianzhan shouted in a deep voice, rushed into the battle group, and fought with Wen Yinyue.
He also uses palm techniques. Both body and palm techniques are clean and neat, capable and powerful, consistent with his appearance, making people dare not underestimate him.
Wen Yinyue met him with one palm, and dealt with everyone with the other palm, still not losing.
Helianzhan was a little anxious, and shouted angrily, his eyes widened, and his palms were covered like a violent storm, wanting to devour Wen Yinyue in one breath.
The lotus shadows at Wen Yinyue's feet flickered, and their figures flickered, wandering between his palms, trying to avoid them.
He Lianzhan shouted angrily, and his palm force became more and more powerful. The people around him were dressed in stern clothes and were moved by the wind of the palm, as if they were in a strong wind.
As Wen Yinyue walked around, she kept attacking. People kept flying up and falling to the ground and stopped moving. They didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and they lost their fighting power.
In the blink of an eye, under the roar of Helianzhan, a dozen people flew out, and in the end, he was the only one left.
He Lian Zhan was surprised. Although he knew the name of Fairy Leng Lian, he thought that she was a young girl after all. No matter how deep her skills were and how wonderful her moves were, she was only too strong. All the masters of the He Lian family would definitely be able to catch her.
I never thought that she was so powerful and that together they were no match. Such skills were truly shocking and unbelievable.
Wen Yinyue's moves suddenly changed, he suddenly sped up, and instantly shot out four palms, east, west, north, south, and four lotus shadows surrounded him.
He Lianzhan roared angrily, fighting with force, using the strong to attack the weak, hoping to use his internal strength to decide the outcome.
With a muffled "bang" sound, he flew out.
Wen Yinyue quickly stopped her hand and stood quietly looking at everyone on the ground.
As moving as a stripped rabbit, as quiet as a virgin, she stood there motionless, her light green robe fluttering, and she looked like two people with the erratic woman just now.
When Li Muchan woke up, he opened his eyes and saw Wen Yinyue sitting opposite him, with bright eyes like water, looking at him lightly.
At this time, the sun was shining high in the sky, and the sunlight was scorching.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Sister, how long has it been?"
Wen Yinyue withdrew her probing gaze and said calmly: "Five days."
Li Muchan lowered his head. The wound had healed and was as smooth as new. There was no trace of injury.
Li Muchan stretched out his hand, picked up the long sword beside him, looked at it carefully in front of his eyes, and said with a smile: "It is a good sword, and the blow is worth it."
This sword is clear and delicate, the sword body is like a layer of white frost, and it is very cold.
"It is indeed a sword." Wen Yinyue looked at his wound, thoughtfully, and said lightly: "Is the indestructible power of the Vajra so magical?"
Li Muchan looked at the sword. There were two small characters engraved on the hilt: "Feishuang".
He stroked the blade of the sword and nodded: "Yes, the magical power of Vajra Indestructibility is indeed good. Without it, I would have died many times! ... Unfortunately, I haven't reached perfection yet. Maybe I can really develop a golden body after I reach perfection. No.
It’s not damaged.”
"Yeah." Wen Yinyue nodded, showing a hint of admiration.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Sister, if you want to learn, I'll tell the lady and I'll pass it on to you."
Wen Yinyue shook her head: "This skill requires a pure Yang body to practice. If a woman practices it, it will be a waste of effort."
Li Muchan nodded, feeling that it made sense, and said with a smile: "While I am healing, someone will come and cause trouble, right?... That girl Jiang Nan will never give up."
Wen Yinyue said: "People from the Helian family have been here but have already retreated. Let's go back to the mountain. Master must be anxious because of the wait."
"Okay." Li Muchan agreed and put away the Feishuang Sword.
The two of them met Master Zhu Zhao in the Wuji Hall.
Master Zhuzhao sat on the futon in front of the jade statue, looking at the two of them with a smile.
Master Zhu Zhao smiled and nodded: "Well, you did a good job!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "It's all thanks to senior sister, I'm just a drag."
Master Zhuzhao's smile was as bright as a flower: "Zhanran, have you seen your senior sister's martial arts?"
"Yes!" Li Muchan nodded vigorously and sighed: "Look up at the high mountain!"
Master Zhuzhao chuckled and said: "Yinyue is now the number one master of our Canghai Sword Sect, and I am not as good as her."
"Master." Wen Yinyue said hurriedly.
Master Zhuzhao said with a smile: "This is the secret of the Miaolian Sutra. If you understand it deeply, your skill will naturally be profound. There will be no distinction based on age."
She added: "Zhanran, you are not bad, have you practiced Canghai Sheng Gong to the fourth level?"
"Yes, Master." Li Muchan nodded.
Master Zhuzhao smiled and said: "Okay, you are better than this girl Bixuan!"
Li Muchan said: "It's just a fluke that I have read Li Zu's handwriting and I have quite a lot of insights... Master, I think the four big characters in Li Zu's handwriting are very beneficial to the practice of Canghai Sheng Gong."
Master Zhuzhao smiled and said: "Yes, the sect's regulations require that disciples who practice the Canghai Divine Art must read the original secret manual. I hope that the disciples can be inspired. Unfortunately, there are only a few who can truly understand it."
Master Zhuzhao asked again: "Is it possible to learn the concept of compassion?"
Li Muchan nodded and said with a smile: "I have already learned from the Snow Seal Divine Nun,...the disciple must go into seclusion immediately and start practicing the concept of compassion."
Master Zhuzhao smiled and said: "Okay...if you want to retreat, let your senior sister protect you."
"Yes, thank you very much, Master. Thank you, Senior Sister." Li Muchan nodded in agreement.
Li Muchan presented the Feishuang Sword on his waist: "Master, this is the sword that my disciple captured with Jiang Nan of the Changbai Sword Sect."
Master Zhuzhao took it, looked at it carefully, frowned and said: "Flying Frost Sword!... This is Jiang Luyan's sword when he was young. It seems that Jiang Nan and Jiang Luyan have a very close relationship!"
She looked at it for a few times, handed it back to Li Muchan, and said, "Take it and use it. Don't lose it. This sword is extraordinary. Even among swords, it is top-notch."
Li Muchan took it and left Wuji Hall with Wen Yinyue. He was going to retreat to practice the concept of compassion, form seeds, and lay the foundation of the Ming Dynasty King Sutra.