Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, lowered his head to read, closed his eyes, and after a while, he exclaimed: "What a good swordsmanship!"
Lan Chunhe snorted: "Nonsense!"
He shook his head and said: "The Nine Swords of the Canghai Mountain are the sword techniques of the Canghai Mountain Zhenshan. Do you still need to agree with me?"
Li Muchan touched his mustache, chuckled, and said, "Although this swordsmanship is good, it is too subtle and advanced for ordinary people to learn it."
Lan Chunhe nodded: "Yes, this swordsmanship is too profound. It is useless for ordinary people to learn it. If it cannot be used exquisitely, it is not as good as ordinary swordsmanship!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "So my great-uncle thought of this method, first teach the palm technique, and then learn the sword technique?"
"Yes." Lan Chunhe nodded and glanced at him: "Now it seems that my method is still effective, right?"
"Great uncle is wise." Li Muchan quickly flattered him.
However, this is not a complete pat on the back, it is truly sincere. To be able to think of this method to teach the Nine Swords of the Sea is a tortuous thought, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
It is also because of his good intentions and his utmost concern for the Canghai Sword Sect.
Lan Chunhe said: "Now you are in seclusion for nine months, and you have three months left to practice this set of swordsmanship well."
"Yes." Li Muchan stared at the Nine Swords Manual of the Canghai without taking his eyes away.
Seeing him like this, Lan Chunhe shook his head and left.
In the following days, Li Muchan was immersed in the Nine Swords of the Canghai, unable to extricate himself, as if he was possessed by a demon, thinking about the Nine Swords of the Canghai all the time.
All my thoughts are focused on this. I have given up practicing the Cang Hai Magic Skill and the Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill. I only practice the Cang Hai Nine Swords. Watching the tree branches sway, it looks like someone is wielding a sword, and the breeze blows, as if a sword is coming.
All the time, he could see the sword, with white clouds floating in the sky, as if the sword was stagnant, and ants running on the ground, as if it were walking with the sword.
At this time, nine martial arts hall elites surrounded him every time, but they were no match. His swordsmanship became more and more sharp. At first, he won after hundreds of moves.
Later on, he would often thrust out his sword and send all nine swords flying. He defeated the enemy with one move, which was clean and neat, and he had gained several points of the essence of the Nine Swords in the Sea.
However, the Nine Swords of the Sea are profound, profound and wonderful, but he does not dare to claim to have complete mastery of them. He only feels that every time he uses them, he always has some experience.
As my understanding deepens, I realize that my own talents are limited. The predecessors who created this set of Nine Swords are so talented that they are incomparable. I am fascinated by them and regret that I cannot meet them.
Time passed like water and kept passing by. When he was immersed in the Nine Swords of the Sea and was intoxicated with its wonderful purpose, Lan Chunhe came to him again.
He said in a deep voice: "You brat, it's been a year, it's time for you to get out of seclusion!"
Li Muchan was standing in the open space, holding a sword in each hand, bright as snow and cold, waving it thoughtfully, but did not hear his words clearly.
Lan Chun and Hao frowned and snorted: "You brat, did you hear that?"
This hum contained deep inner strength. Li Muchan was startled, turned his head to look up, and said with a smile: "Great uncle, you are here, what are your orders?"
"It's time for you to come out of seclusion!" Lan Chunhe snorted.
"It's been one year?" Li Muchan was startled, looked up at the sky, and then at him.
Lan Chunhe waved his hands and said impatiently: "Leave quickly, lest that Zhuzhao girl be annoying!"
"Great uncle, I..." Li Muchan was still unfinished and didn't want to leave the seclusion.
Lan Chunhe hummed: "Even if you practice for ten more years, you still won't be able to fully understand the secrets of the Nine Swords in the Sea. Now that you've entered the door, just take your time!"
"...Yes." Li Muchan sighed, knowing that what he said was reasonable.
"Here is a letter. You can deliver it to the Penglai Wang family for me." Lan Chunhe took out a letter from his arms, flicked it, and slowly flew to him.
Li Muchan stretched out his hand to take it, his palms went numb, and he secretly lamented that his great-uncle's inner strength was profound. Although the purity was about the same as his own, his depth was better than his own.
If there is a competition between two people in terms of internal strength, they will not be able to win without using their secret techniques.
However, my great-uncle was proficient in several martial arts, so there was no guarantee that he would not be able to win if he used any secret techniques.
If you add in the moves, then you are no match for him. Overall, although you are strong now, you are still inferior to your great-uncle.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "When will it be delivered?"
Lan Chunhe said: "No rush, you go back first and spend a few days with Zhuzhao and the others before going down the mountain."
"Yes." Li Muchan responded, returning the dragon chanting and phoenix swords to their sheaths. He turned to look at the small pavilion and around him, his eyes gradually becoming blurred.
This past year, although hard, has been fulfilling, my cultivation has improved greatly, and I have undergone radical changes. When I was about to leave, I felt a little reluctant to leave.
Lan Chunhe frowned and snorted impatiently: "Okay, let's go when it's time to leave. Mother-in-law and mother-in-law, how can you still look like a man...get out of here!"
Li Muchan tithes: "Great uncle, my disciples say goodbye."
"Go!" Lan Chunhe waved impatiently.
Li Muchan didn't take it seriously. He was used to his way of speaking, and his great-uncle never had a good word to say.
He turned around and left, arriving at Wuji Hall.
In the Wuji Hall, the jade statue still stands.
The five of them, Master Zhuzhao, Wen Yinyue, Mei Ruolan, Gong Qingyun, and Xiaoyuan, were sitting on the futon, either closing their eyes or opening their eyes, motionless, paying attention to the door.
Li Muchan, who didn't need to announce anything, walked in casually and met the eyes of the five people.
"I've met Master." Li Muchan stopped, titheed, and said with a smile.
Master Zhuzhao pointed to the futon in front of her: "Little guy, come and sit down."
Li Muchan glanced at the others, smiled slightly, sat on the futon in front of the five of them, and said with a smile: "It's been a year since I last saw you, Master's demeanor is as good as before, and he's even more radiant."
Master Zhuzhao's smile was as bright as a flower: "You brat, you gave me the ecstasy soup again, how have you been this year?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Very good. I have been practicing with my great-uncle and have made some progress."
Master Zhuzhao chuckled: "Really, that's great, Yin Yue, I'll meet your junior brother for a while and see how much he has grown!"
Wen Yinyue smiled lightly and said: "Master, junior brother has just come out, so he should take a rest first."
"Well, that's true." Master Zhuzhao said with a smile, his bright eyes looking forward, and the light flowing on the faces of the other four people: "If you really do it, you will become a public enemy!"
Her laughter suddenly fell, and Mei Ruolan and the three girls blushed a little.
"Zhan Ran, you've lost weight!" Xiao Yuan couldn't help but say, her face turned red as soon as she finished speaking.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Maybe it's too exhausting."
Master Zhuzhao looked at him and said, "It looks like you haven't made any progress in your internal strength. You are just learning swordsmanship!"
Li Muchan smiled and nodded.
Master Zhuzhao pursed his lips and smiled and said: "Okay, let's go back and rest first, then come back tomorrow and continue sweeping the steps!"
"Master, my great-uncle sent me down the mountain to deliver a message." Li Muchan said.