"Brother, I'm leaving then." The girl bowed Yingying, pursed her lips and left with a smile.
Li Muchan watched her leave, then pulled out another sword, "Zheng..." There was a clear chirp, like a crane or a phoenix, the clear air was rising, the cold air hit his face, and it was as dense as lightning.
Li Muchan caressed the two swords and secretly sighed at his master's generosity. Such a magical sword is no worse than Mei Ruolan's Leng Yue Sword. It is a priceless treasure for people in the martial arts world.
With these two swords, he is as powerful as a tiger and has gained a bit more strength.
He sighed, hung his sword on his waist, and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" Madoka's voice came.
Li Muchan said: "I, Xiaoyuan, will open the door."
"Zhi" the door opened, and Xiao Yuan stood outside the door pretty and said with a smile: "Little girl Yang is gone?"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Why, you don't get along with her either?"
"Humph, it was Senior Sister Yang who called it out. I'm too lazy to pay attention to her!" Xiao Yuan pouted.
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "We are all one family, why are there any troubles... You have to be careful, the young lady is out of seclusion, I will teach you a lesson."
"Humph, they were the ones who bullied me first, but I'm not afraid even when I'm in front of the lady!" Xiao Yuan said confidently.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Sister Gong, are you awake?"
"Not yet." Madoka shook her head and stared at the sword on his waist.
The scabbards are all of an antique color, with a hint of simplicity. At first glance, they look normal, but upon closer inspection, you can tell they are different. Madoka is familiar with his swords, and she can immediately tell the difference.
Li Muchan took off his sword, handed it to her, and said with a smile: "There was a lot of fun just now, it's a pity that you didn't watch it."
"What's the excitement?" Xiao Yuan took the sword and drew it lightly, "Qiang..." There was a dragon roar, the cold air suddenly rose, and the surrounding temperature dropped a little.
The higher their martial arts skills are, the more sensitive they will be and they can feel it clearly.
"What a sword!" Xiao Yuan's bright eyes widened and she praised.
The two of them entered the small pavilion and sat down. Xiao Yuan lowered his head to look at the sword, then took out another sword and said, "Zheng..." There was another soft chirp, with an excited voice.
"The sound is very pleasant." Xiao Yuan laughed and put the two swords together. They were almost identical and bright as snow.
"This is called the Dragon and Phoenix Sword. You can try it on your hair." Li Muchan poured a cup of tea himself and said, "A disciple from Xiankong Island came to challenge me. I stepped in to take care of them. These two swords were given by the master.
, considered a reward.”
Sure enough, she pulled out a hair and let go a foot above the sword blade. The green hair fluttered down to the sword blade and split into two without any delay.
Madoka said excitedly: "What a sword!"
She raised her head and smiled: "To be given such a precious sword, Zhanran, you must be very powerful?"
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "It's nothing. Only the younger generation of disciples can do it. I am lucky. Come on, put this luminous pearl on your forehead. It will have magical effects."
As he spoke, he took out a luminous pearl from his sleeve and held it in his palm. Under the soft clear light, the pearl was hazy, like a dream.
The small pavilion was darker than outside, and the clear light was more obvious. Under the reflection, his palms looked like they were covered with white satin.
Xiao Yuan put down her sword and took the Night Pearl, her eyes fixed on it. Although the sword was good, it was not as attractive as the Night Pearl. She slowly reached out and took it carefully.
After staring blankly for a long time, she came back to her senses and looked up to see Li Muchan sipping tea with a smile.
Xiao Yuan blushed and hummed: "Where did such beautiful beads come from?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "It is a collection of a senior on Xiankong Island, and I won it."
"It's cool, so comfortable!" Xiao Yuan smiled as bright as a flower and kept playing with it.
Li Muchan said: "Put it on your forehead and practice it. It will have wonderful effects."
Xiao Yuan carefully accepted it, with a satisfied look on her face. She looked at Li Muchan, her bright eyes rolled, and she said cheerfully: "Is there only one?"
Li Muchan said: "There are twelve in total, one for you, one for Miss Gong, and one for Senior Sister Gong."
"Hmph, you are so kind!" Xiao Yuan rolled her eyes at him and said angrily: "Are you going to give those nine to other women as well?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "The Jade Immortal Sect also has several junior sisters."
"Humph, you stinky guy!" Madoka glared at him and turned away.
Li Muchan touched his mustache, smiled and shook his head.
He sat in a small pavilion, sipping tea and thinking about the Nine Palms in the Sea. Through this fight, the deeper he understood the magic of this palm, the more difficult it became for him to turn into swordsmanship.
He was multitasking, simulating and demonstrating the situation in his mind.
In normal times, he uses it to evolve the Nine Palms of the Canghai. At night, when he enters samadhi, he practices the Sutra of Observing Heaven, Humans and Gods, the Vajra Indestructible Magic, and the Canghai Divine Skill.
He spends most of his time practicing the Observation of Heaven and the Divine Illumination Sutra. When he is unable to meditate, he uses the Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill and the Canghai Magic Skill. He has three uses at once. Usually when he is in the sect, sweeping the floor, or talking to others, he looks just like ordinary people. He cannot see anything.
It comes from practicing Qigong.
In Canghai Mountain, he seemed to be leisurely, either sweeping the steps, going to the martial arts training ground, or staying in the small courtyard. He could not see that he was practicing, but he did not know that he was making rapid progress.
While he was lost in thought, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Junior brother."
Li Muchan quickly raised his head and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Gong, are you awake?"
Gong Qingyun stood in front of him, her skin was like cream, and her eyes were like paint. Her eyes were shining brightly, which was a sign of her inner strength entering the room. With her exquisite facial features, Li Muchan's heart was pounding.
He smiled and said: "Senior sister, your face is radiant and your inner strength has improved greatly."
A smile appeared on Gong Qingyun's cold jade face, like the dawn after snow, and the small pavilion suddenly became bright.
She held her skirt and sat across from him, saying: "Junior brother, I have been promoted to the fifth floor."
Li Muchan laughed, nodded and said, "Congratulations!"
Gong Qingyun smiled calmly: "The initiation method is indeed wonderful. It's like a big dream. When you wake up, you are already on the fifth level. It's a bit inexplicable."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "This is also my fate, senior sister. There is no need to ask the truth."
When he initiated the initiation, he not only planted the state of mind, but also saved a part of the internal energy. The sixth level is Xiaocheng, where the internal energy Yin and Yang are balanced and form a world of its own, like a world.
The sixth level of internal energy is extremely refined and pure. Even though it is just a little bit, it is a spiritual seed. After it is planted in her body, it will continue to be devoured and transformed.
The reason why Canghai Sword Qi is so powerful is precisely because of this characteristic.
The next day, when Li Muchan went to the North Campus martial arts training ground, he found that the atmosphere was completely different.
When he came here before, all the girls were doing their own thing, treating him as if he were transparent and ignoring him, but it was different today. A pair of pairs of eyes looked at him with burning eyes.
Li Muchan could sense their curiosity, smiled slightly, and sat down at the stone table again.
They stopped practicing and got together. You pushed me, I pushed you, pushing and shoving. From time to time, there were chuckles and bright eyes looked over.
Li Muchan pretended not to know and looked at the sky thoughtfully.
In his heart, he was still immersed in the Nine Palms of the Canghai, because the Nine Palms of the Canghai were faintly about to break through to the sixth level of the Divine Art of the Canghai, and he didn't care.
In his opinion, the breakthrough of the Canghai Divine Skill is like water breaking through a channel, and the channel will become water naturally. There is no need to rush it for a while. The top priority is the one-month appointment, and within one month, the nine palms of the Canghai should be turned into sword techniques.
I thought it would be easy at first, but now I realize it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Every time after revising, I feel that it is almost the same, but after another try, I suddenly feel that it is shallow and far from being able to cover the vast sea of nine palms, so I can only overthrow it and start over.
Over and over again, his understanding of palm skills and sword skills was deepening invisibly, but he didn't realize it.
After a while, Senior Sister Yang came over, and Li Muchan found out clearly that her name was Yang Ying.
She had rosy lips and beautiful nose, bright eyes and intelligent eyes, and said: "Senior Brother Zhanran, I heard that you defeated all the masters who were trapped in the sky island by yourself, is it true?"
Li Muchan looked up at her and smiled: "Yeah, that's true."
Yang Ying laughed and said: "I didn't expect that my senior brother's martial arts is so powerful. I'm really disrespectful!"
Li Muchan smiled faintly: "No prizes. The disciples on Xiankong Island are all younger generations, and they are not top talents. If they win without force, it's no big deal."
Yang Ying said again: "Senior Brother Zhanran, we have been offended these days."
Li Muchan looked at her with a smile and said, "Junior sister Yang, if there is anything you want me to do, it doesn't matter. You don't have to say these polite words."
Yang Ying smiled sheepishly: "We senior sisters want to compete with senior brother Zhanran."
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Yeah, okay."
As he spoke, he stood up, came to the middle of the girls, and smiled: "Junior sisters, let's all come together!"
Yang Ying pursed her lips and chuckled: "Senior Brother Zhanran has such a strong tone. Junior sisters, we can't be underestimated. Let's fight hard!"
"Okay, let's fight." The girls chirped and laughed continuously.
Li Muchan stood with his hands behind his hands, smiling.
Yang Ying smiled proudly and said: "Senior Brother Zhanran, be careful, we can use swordsmanship!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Please——!"
"Go!" Yang Ying lightly scolded, taking the lead and unsheathing her sword, stabbing at him with a gust of wind.
Li Muchan turned sideways and made an arc with his palms, with a smile on his face.
"Watch the move!" Another girl drew her sword and stabbed him.
Li Muchan dodged again, and kept making arcs with his palms, as if he were practicing palm alone, and his movements were as slow as Tai Chi in later generations.
The two of them attacked from a double flank, but Li Muchan was still able to do it with ease. The girls looked dissatisfied and pounced on them one by one. In the blink of an eye, there were already eight of them.
Eight people and eight swords, each holding a direction, formed an airtight sword formation.
Li Muchan was trapped in it, his whole body was shrouded in the shadow of the sword, the situation was precarious, but he avoided it at the last moment, which made the hearts of all the women drop.
With a smile on his face, Li Muchan moved his palms gently, as if dancing, but did not come into contact with the sword.
The swords around him were fierce, but at critical moments, they would always shift a little, allowing him to avoid them calmly. At first, the women around him thought his movement was mysterious, but later on, they gradually found it strange.
His movement skills are really not that good. He either takes a step or moves sideways, and his stride is not big. If it were him, he would have been stabbed with a sword long ago, but the eight people in the field just missed the stab, as if they were hit.