After another fifty moves, the two women were panting and dripping with sweat. Under such a biting cold wind, they were sweating so much, which showed how hard they were.
The two women are stubborn. Even if they are defeated, they grit their teeth and persevere.
The root cause was Li Muchan's weird look. He seemed to be smiling but not smiling. The two women became furious when they saw it. They were about to admit defeat, but they swallowed their words and gritted their teeth and persisted for fifty or so moves.
Li Muchan deliberately acted mischievously and stimulated the two women with his smile.
His palm power is spread around, like several invisible big hands, moving or pulling, smoothly or against, controlling the biting cold wind, forming a sea of power.
It was as if they were trapped in a swamp, and their movements were many times more difficult.
As time goes by, the power formed by his palm power and the cold wind becomes stronger and stronger, like a substance. They feel like they are in a vast ocean, with undercurrents surging. Under several waves of power, they need to concentrate on their strength while making moves.
Use the Thousand Jin Pendant to hold your body in place so that you won't be pushed out of the stone.
Since the last time he used his ruthless sleeves to form a tornado, Li Muchan's understanding of the power between heaven and earth has reached a higher level. He is powerless and can control it as easily as he can control it with his fingers.
"Stop it." Li Muchan suddenly took two steps back and smiled with his hands behind his hands.
The two women barely stood still, panting, their cheeks flushed as if they were drunk.
The thin cotton-padded jacket was wetted, revealing her graceful figure. Hot white air was rising all over her body, and her hair was wetted and stuck to her forehead.
The two women looked at each other and felt ashamed and annoyed when they saw each other's embarrassed looks.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Dry your clothes with quick luck, so you don't get typhoid fever."
"Senior Brother Zhanran, good work!" Jiang Lanzhi hummed and rolled her eyes at him.
She was full of anger, but could not vent it, and was extremely depressed. She had proposed the discussion herself, and he was merciful and always had the moral upper hand. If she got angry, it would be unreasonable.
Wang Tingyan carefully arranged her hair and asked with a smile: "Brother, what kind of palm technique are you doing?"
As the white steam steamed, the moisture disappeared, the clothes quickly became dry, and their faces returned to calm.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "This is our sect's mountain-holding palm method. It's called Canghai Nine Palms. Isn't it very powerful?"
"It turns out to be the Shaking Mountain Palm Technique, no wonder!" The two women suddenly nodded, seeming to breathe a sigh of relief, and their faces became a little better.
Jiang Lanzhi hummed: "Go back!"
Wang Tingyan said with a smile: "Brother, let's go down the mountain tomorrow. The cavalry tribe is going to the market. It's very lively. Do you want to go and play?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "The Iron Cavalry Tribe?"
"The Iron Cavalry Tribe is the largest tribe nearby, with over 100,000 people, and my junior sister is the princess of the Iron Cavalry Tribe." Wang Tingyan said with a smile.
Her bright eyes shone and her expression was excited. She was not affected by the defeat at all, which was different from Jiang Lanzhi's angry look.
"No wonder." Li Muchan suddenly realized.
He could tell at a glance that it was a lie to accompany him, but it was true that she wanted to join in the fun.
Jiang Lanzhi kept her mouth shut, and glanced sideways at Li Muchan from time to time, her eyes moving around. Li Muchan could tell at a glance that she still refused to give up and wanted to regain her place.
Jiang Lanzhi suddenly spoke and said: "Junior sister has always been a stickler in the tribe. She has been pampered since childhood. She is already very good now. She is much more sensible than when she first entered the mountain!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "It turns out it's still a golden tree.
Jiang Lanzhi pursed her lips and smiled: "Senior brother, you are so shameless..."
She shook her head speechlessly.
Wang Tingyan chuckled and said: "Senior brother, you are so thick-skinned! ... You are also considered a top expert, how can you be so embarrassed to be a coward?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Let's talk about it after the competition. We don't have time to deal with them now."
Wang Tingyan rolled her eyes at him: "Okay, I'll go talk to the boss and stop them from doing whatever they want!"
After that, she and Jiang Lanzhi curled out.
Li Muchan drank a cup of tea contentedly, looked at the dusk-shrouded sky, and smiled slightly. He could imagine how the people of the Gongsun family were furious.
The next day, Li Muchan got up and practiced martial arts for a while. Jiang Lanzhi and Wang Tingyan came over quickly. They were both dressed in white shirts, with their faces covered by white gauze, hazy and graceful, like fairies.
Li Muchan looked at the two women and smiled.
Wang Tingyan smiled and said: "Senior Brother Zhanran, when we go down the mountain, we all need to be dressed like this. Have we had breakfast?"
Li Muchan nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, it's a good match."
"Then let's go!" Jiang Lanzhi said.
Li Muchan returned to the house, put down the Dragon Song Sword, put on Gongsun Qingyun's sword, which he called Qingyun Sword, turned around and left the house, and the three of them left the small courtyard together, left the valley, and reached the foot of the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain is a vast prairie, which is flat and open. The grass has turned yellow, but there are still patches of sheep. From time to time, loud songs can be heard, and it is the people who are grazing.
The three of them, Li Muchan, walked west. They encountered herdsmen along the road, most of whom bowed down and bowed down. The two goddesses remained motionless, as if they hadn't seen and ignored them, their feet fluttering as if they were riding in the wind.
When Li Muchan saw this, he sighed deeply that the Holy Snow Peak was so powerful that it should not be underestimated.
Driving fast, a mountain soon appeared in front of us. There was a series of palaces on the mountainside. The golden roofs shone in the sun, solemn and solemn.
"That's the palace of the Iron Cavalry Tribe!" Wang Tingyan pointed to the palace over there.
Jiang Lanzhi said: "We have to go to the foot of that mountain and go to the market there."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "It seems that the Iron Cavalry tribe is very rich."
"Yeah!" Wang Tingyan said with a smile: "Their blankets are one of a kind. It is said that they are rare items in the Central Plains and only rich people can afford them."
"Oh——" Li Muchan was surprised, he really didn't know.
The palace was not far away, but it was more than ten miles away. It took them a while to reach the foot of the mountain and came to a lively town.
The streets in the small town were wide and densely packed with people. Wherever the two women passed, people gave way one after another, like walking in water holding water beads.
The three of them walked around, and soon it was noon, so they found a small restaurant to sit down and have dinner.
Li Muchan ordered two portions of vegetarian food, and while eating, he looked at the crowd outside and observed all kinds of things in the world. Suddenly, a sneer sounded, and a dozen men in black stood opposite and surrounded their table.