He secretly said that the poison administered by Gongsun Qingyun was really strange, and it was able to hide it from his own intuition. Fortunately, if there was a next time, his intuition would send out a warning sign.
He sighed. He really didn't expect that seemingly harmless poison could threaten his life. The wonders of the world are truly amazing.
The Sutra of Observing Heaven, Humans and Gods is indeed mysterious. At the critical moment, Xiangsi sits on a lotus and is bathed in the essence of the moon, which drives away impurities from the body and forces out the poison.
If it had not been for the Divine Illumination Sutra, I would have been killed this time. I traveled together with Gongsun Qingyun. I was really unwilling to end the journey of this life.
He stood up slowly, stretched his arms, kicked his feet, and smiled broadly.
It was already dark, but he felt refreshed. The world in front of him was exceptionally beautiful. He survived the danger and gained a deeper understanding of the world.
He slowly came to Gongsun Qingyun's side. The night was dark and the moonlight was like water, but it was chopped into many pieces by the treetops. When it fell to the ground, it had almost dissipated. The light on Gongsun Qingyun was hazy and he could not see clearly.
face.
Li Muchan glanced over and flicked his sleeves, and five vials flew out from Gongsun Qingyun's body and landed on the grass next to them, neatly arranged in a row from large to small.
Although Gongsun Qingyun died, Li Muchan did not dare to get close to him. He no longer dared to underestimate the poison of the Gongsun family. Even though he was protected by the indestructible King Kong, he still could not bear it.
His magical power of indestructibility has reached the level of skin and flesh, and his appearance has changed, becoming as white as jade, and his skin is as tough as leather, making it difficult for ordinary swords to damage him.
His Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill only reaches the skin and flesh, and there are several more layers, including membrane training, muscle training, blood training, and pulse training, all integrated into one, creating a golden body.
If he wants to be immune to all poisons, he needs to reach the realm of blood training, but there are still two layers between him.
He looked at the dead Gongsun Qingyun, shook his head and sighed. Unfortunately, he didn't have any martial arts secrets with him, only five small bottles of different sizes.
With another flick of his sleeve, the vials flew up and landed two feet away. He came to them, sat down cross-legged, made a mudra with his hands, closed his eyes and meditated.
Half an hour later, he opened his eyes. They were as clear as water, calm and peaceful, as if they were integrated with the surroundings.
He slowly stretched out his right hand and explored the porcelain vase on the far left. This one was the largest, and the ones rowed to the right became smaller.
This bottle is about the size of a palm, and its body is round, white and delicate, shining brightly in the moonlight. The body of the bottle is painted with a landscape painting, with mountains and rivers overlapping each other, creating a formidable momentum.
He stopped his hand in mid-air, frowned, and turned to the second porcelain bottle. This one was slightly smaller, with a high neck and an oval body. It was as white and warm as white jade.
His right hand explored the five vials in sequence, and finally landed on a black porcelain bottle, right in the middle. He picked it up, uncorked it, and suddenly the fragrance hit the bottle, and he felt refreshed.
He smiled slightly, capped the cork, and put it in his arms. Based on his intuition, he judged that only this bottle was a good thing, and the other four bottles were all harmful.
With his superb martial arts skills, Gongsun Qingyun should be able to dominate the world, but he likes to use poison, which is really weird.
He dug a hole with his sword, then recited a sutra to save Gongsun Qingyun's soul, and with a flick of his sleeve, buried him in peace.
He brushed his sleeves again, causing dirt to fly. In the blink of an eye, a high grave was piled up. He used the Dragon Song Sword to cut a piece of wood to make a tombstone, and engraved six characters on it: "Tomb of Gongsun Qingyun."
After everything was done, he clapped his hands, titheed at the tombstone, and turned around to leave.
He also put away Gongsun Qingyun's sword and hung it on his waist. The scabbard was colorful and was not inferior to the Dragon Song Sword.
Such a sword is extremely rare, and Li Muchan would not throw it away in vain.
He left the mountains, performed Qinggong and returned to the small town. When he came back, the morning light showed slightly, and he came to the small courtyard. The lights in the courtyard were still on, and Wang Shuangfeng was sitting in the small hall.
Wang Shuangfeng was dressed in a green shirt, sitting quietly and motionless, raising her head slightly, looking at the sky with blurred and empty eyes. She was in the small pavilion, and her mind had wandered to the sky.
Li Muchan frowned, floated into the hall, and hummed: "Feng'er, why are you still here?!"
Wang Shuangfeng looked away and said in surprise: "Uncle, you are back!"
Li Muchan nodded and said: "Well, you have been sitting here?...Why don't you go first and wait for me in the south?"
Wang Shuangfeng said: "Uncle, I changed my mind halfway through. I always feel that you can beat Gongsun Qingyun, so I just want to see if you can come back."
"So you've been waiting here?" Li Muchan snorted.
Wang Shuangfeng stood up, poured a cup of tea, and handed it over with both hands: "Yes, I trust my intuition very much. I haven't missed it since I was a child. I think you will definitely come back, uncle."
Li Muchan took the tea cup, took a sip, shook his head in disapproval, but was surprised in his heart. He didn't expect that she also had such a talent, and her intuition was astonishing.
I believe in my intuition because my meditation skills are so deep that I seem to have magical powers. However, looking at her appearance, she doesn't look like someone who has practiced meditation. She can only be said to be a natural talent.
Wang Shuangfeng's bright eyes were as bright as water, staring at Li Muchan. When the tea cup left his lips, she hurriedly asked: "Uncle, where is Gongsun Qingyun?"
"Dead." Li Muchan put down the tea cup.
Wang Shuangfeng's eyes suddenly widened: "Dead?!...Uncle, did you kill Gongsun Qingyun?"
Li Muchan nodded: "If we don't die, we have no choice but to kill him! ... Alas, people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. Killing him is really a last resort!"
"You actually killed Gongsun Qingyun, you actually killed Gongsun Qingyun!" Wang Shuangfeng murmured to himself, with a strange expression on his jade face, as if he could not believe it: "Uncle, did you really kill Gongsun Qingyun?!"
Li Muchan smiled: "Yes, I will kill him."
"Uncle Master, you...you..." Wang Shuangfeng was so happy that she suddenly came over and wanted to kiss Li Muchan on the cheek.
Li Muchan hurriedly stepped aside, smiled and cursed: "Don't be ridiculous!"
Wang Shuangfeng blushed suddenly and looked stunned, as if she was shocked by herself. Then she twisted her waist and ran out, and disappeared in an instant.
Li Muchan looked at her back and shook his head with a smile. It seemed that Gongsun Qingyun's death had greatly stimulated her, which led to her losing her composure.
He understood that this had nothing to do with the relationship between men and women, but was caused by gratitude.
Gongsun Qingyun was a huge boulder weighing on the heads of the Wang family. He killed Wang Yuanxin. Fortunately, he rescued Wang Yuanxin before leaving. But he saved Wang Yuanxin. He wanted to kill someone, and no one in the Wang family could stop him.
Now that he died in his own hands, Wang Shuangfeng was naturally extremely grateful. What he did just now had nothing to do with the relationship between men and women, it was just excitement that could not be vented.
Whether there is love between a man and a woman, Li Muchan has a clear understanding of his mind. Wang Shuangfeng respects him very much, but has no love between a man and a woman.
Li Muchan sat for a while, finished singing tea, and returned to the house to meditate and adjust his breath. When he woke up, it was already midnight. When he opened the door, Wang Shuangfeng was standing in front of it.
She was wearing an emerald green gown, her cheeks were as red as a flower, and she was as pretty as a flower.
Li Muchan waved, and the two entered the small pavilion and sat down across from each other. Li Muchan looked at her and made her lower her head, not daring to look at each other.
Li Muchan smiled slightly and said warmly: "Feng'er, we have to go our separate ways. You go first and go directly to Shengxue Peak to wait for me. I will come back later."
Wang Shuangfeng asked in confusion: "Uncle Master, why do you want to go separately?"
Li Muchan said: "There are no walls in the world that are impermeable to wind. Even if I kill Gongsun Qingyun in the mountains, there is no guarantee that the Gongsun family will not know about it."
Wang Shuangfeng said: "Uncle, are you afraid of the revenge of the Gongsun family?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Let's go on our way separately and put on some makeup so we won't be easily recognized."
Wang Shuangfeng said disapprovingly: "Uncle, apart from Gongsun Qingyun, the rest of the Gongsun family is nothing to worry about. Uncle, there is no need to worry so much."
Li Muchan shook his head: "Be careful with the ten thousand year ship. Besides, I don't want to commit more crimes."
"...Okay." Wang Shuangfeng nodded reluctantly.
Wang Shuangfeng left the small courtyard first. She was dressed as a village girl. She was a bit handsome in her dark skin. Although she was far from her original beauty, she was not bad.
Li Muchan trimmed his eyebrows and added a mustache on his lips, which suddenly made him look more than 20 years old. He looked about forty, and his demeanor was free and unrestrained, making him more attractive than before.
After Wang Shuangfeng left, he stayed for another day before setting off for Holy Snow Peak.
Along the way, he used Qinggong to move very fast. Walking along the official road, people would think they were dazzled when they saw him.
He always felt that someone was following him. Ever since he buried Gongsun Qingyun, he had this intuition, so he let Wang Shuangfeng go first.
He was galloping all the way, and his Qinggong was extremely fast, but he still couldn't get rid of the tracking. He simply ignored it, walking when he should go, and stopping when he should. He wanted to see who could keep following him.
In the evening, when the twilight was dim, he stopped and found a deserted temple to rest. He picked up a pile of branches and lit a fire to drive away the harsh autumn cold.
The firelight illuminated the ruined temple, with spider webs everywhere and incomplete Buddha statues. Li Muchan sat lazily by the fire, feeling particularly peaceful.
In the past five days, I have been driving hard, not believing in evil, and insisting on getting rid of the people behind me, but I failed to get away, and instead got closer and closer.
He could feel that the murderous intention was getting closer and closer. As he became more diligent in observing the Heaven-Observing Human Spirit Sutra and his mental communication, he became more sensitive to danger.
Amidst the "crackling" sound, the firelight jumped and illuminated his face. While adding firewood, he thought about the martial arts performed by Gongsun Qingyun, confirming his Nine Swords in the Sea.
He killed Gongsun Qingyun with the Nine Swords of the Sea, and became more and more fascinated by it. He immersed himself in it every moment, comprehending its wonders and enjoying the wonderful taste.
He suddenly raised his head and raised his voice: "People from the Gongsun family, come out!"
There was a sound of footsteps, and a dozen masked men in black sneaked into the temple, blocked the door, and looked at him coldly through the torches.