Li Muchan stopped and looked at everyone running away like birds, without pursuing them, and shook his head.
Li Yujiao said lazily: "Senior brother, why don't you catch up?"
Her hands were itching just now and she wanted to take action, but she remembered her mother's advice. The key was to protect Sister Wang well and not to be quick.
Therefore, I could only stay by Wang Shuangfeng's side and watch Li Muchan show off his power.
But later, when she saw how helpless these people were, unable to fight back under Li Muchan's hand, she lost interest and was too lazy to take action.
"Forget it, just scare them away. It's not worth killing." Li Muchan shook his head and glanced at the people under the stone wall. They were all unconscious and limp.
"Are they dead?" Li Yujiao asked.
Li Muchan shook his head: "The injury is not serious. There is no need to take action within two or three months. . . . Okay, let's get on with the journey. I think we will be in peace for a while."
The three of them performed Qinggong and passed through the narrow valley, and it turned out that everything was fine.
While galloping, Li Yujiao swept her hair away from her temples, tilted her head and asked Li Muchan: "Brother, it's the Gongsun family who is causing trouble, isn't it?"
Wang Shuangfeng hummed: "Who else could be there besides them!"
Li Muchan pondered for a moment and shook his head: "It's too early to draw conclusions now. Maybe it's an enemy of the Gongsun family, or someone else... Alas, people's hearts are more dangerous than mountains and rivers."
Li Yujiao pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Senior brother, that's a bit sensational. In my opinion, it's the Gongsun family!"
Li Muchan smiled: "Everyone wants to grab good things. We won't have a good life in the future!"
"I'm so bored!" Li Yujiao said with great interest.
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled bitterly. Wang Shuangfeng smiled and said: "Uncle Master is here, there is nothing to be afraid of!"
Li Yujiao curled her lips, glanced sideways at him, and hummed: "What kind of kung fu did you perform just now, and which kind of horizontal kung fu did you perform?"
Li Muchan said: "The magical power of Vajra is indestructible."
"Oh, you really have this skill!" Li Yujiao was surprised, looked him up and down, and said, "I heard my mother say it before, but hasn't it been lost for hundreds of years?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I got this Dharma by chance, and I finally achieved something."
"It's really invulnerable!" Li Yujiao stretched out her hand to touch it, but stopped midway, rolled her eyes at him, and said, "Your clothes are so torn, why don't you change them quickly!"
Li Muchan smiled: "If you try again, it will still be broken, so why not just make do with it?"
Li Yujiao smiled and said: "Your skills are good, but it takes too much clothes, haha!"
Wang Shuangfeng started laughing.
Li Muchan laughed and said: "There is no way. If I want to improve my skills, I have to be beaten. There is no other way, unless I can practice the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra!"
Li Yujiao laughed and said: "Gee, people practice kung fu to avoid getting beaten, but you are going to get beaten in this kung fu, so why bother practicing it!"
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "I practice kung fu to save my life and my whole body. A few beatings are nothing."
While chatting and laughing, the scene in front of them quickly moved backwards, and time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, in the evening, they happened to encounter a small temple with incense and five or six monks who were not skilled in martial arts.
At this time, Buddhism was prosperous, and temples were built in larger places. There were as many temples as stars, a few more than inns.
Li Muchan thought for a while and finally did not move in. Instead, he left the temple far away and built a small wooden house with a steeple in a forest for the two girls to rest.
As for himself, he was meditating outside the wooden house.
The two women, Bingxue, were smart. When they saw him like this, they knew they didn't want to injure the monks in the temple, so they didn't say anything more. They just whispered and spoke in a low voice.
The moonlight is like water, and the surroundings are hazy and quiet.
Li Muchan sat on a stone outside the small wooden house with a pointed roof and meditated on the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra.
He still refuses to give up. He claims that no one has mastered the indestructible magic skill of Diamond. He also claims that no one has mastered the Great Ming Dynasty King Sutra. He has mastered them all one by one and has accumulated enough confidence.
Suddenly something moved in his heart, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. He quickly caught it and thought about it intently.
What would happen if the Great Ming King Sutra was used to activate the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra?
He suddenly smiled and became excited. The more he thought about it, the more wonderful the idea became. When he recited the Great Ming King Sutra, all his mind and spirit were hidden in his heart and controlled entirely by instinct. At this time, the ego disappeared and the true self emerged.
For Buddhists, everything is empty, but the original Buddha nature is eternal and immortal, just like the diamond relic, which is neither stained nor destroyed, nor damaged nor increased.
What he has to do now is to imprint the idea of cultivation into his subconscious.
Just as he was doing this, he was startled again, and the light flashed again, and he thought of a method, which was to use the Sutra of observing the illumination of gods, humans, and gods to practice this technique with the body in the picture of heaven, humans, and gods.
In this way, the consciousness of this body is all in the physical body, which is equivalent to selflessness. The cultivation of the physical body will surely lead to the cultivation of this body. In this way, it will be successful!
He opened his eyes in a hurry, and the calm lake in his heart was filled with waves. He looked excited and eager to try. At this moment, his ears twitched and he closed his eyes again. The eyes of the void looked down within ten feet, but there was no movement.
But he could feel a faint murderous intention coming slowly, quietly, extremely slowly, but it kept getting closer, and the killing intention was extremely weak.
His telepathy became stronger and his senses became more acute. Although this person was far away, he could sense his murderous intention. Li Muchan's heart moved and he realized that his telepathy was better than he imagined.
He closed his eyes, formed seals with his hands, and pretended not to notice.
"Chi—!" A faint whistling sounded, Li Muchan waved his sleeves, and the air in front of him was full of energy, like ripples on the water, and a small arrow was condensed in the air.
Li Muchan shook his head, and the small arrow fluttered into his hand. He looked at it carefully and found that he did not recognize the arrow, but there was a blue light on the tip of the arrow, which was obviously intended to kill him.
"Hi!" There was a sharp roar, and a flash of blue light reached his chest.
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled, pushing and stroking with his right palm, the small arrow stagnated for a moment, then spun around and fluttered to the ground.
Li Muchan said calmly: "Come out, it's useless."
When it comes to archery, he is extremely skilled, but he gave up on him when he went to Canghai Mountain. At this time, seeing someone using arrows again brought back his memories.
In the blink of an eye, a year has passed. How are my parents? How are my eldest brother and Li Jian?
He was distracted. While thinking, part of his mind was staring at the woods opposite. A young man in black walked out slowly, holding a short bow. He was of medium height and had an ordinary appearance, but his eyes were shining brightly. His whole body was tense and his body was tight.
Thin and harmonious, as strong as a leopard.
"Why did you plot against me?" Li Muchan smiled slightly.
The young man stopped three feet away and said coldly: "Are you from the Penglai Wang family?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Not bad."
"That's good, hand over the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra!" The young man stretched out his hand and said coldly.
Li Muchan laughed, shook his head and said, "I'm really curious, why do you know that I have the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra? Who told you, do you really believe it? Aren't you afraid of killing someone with a borrowed knife?"
The young man said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense! Hand it over, otherwise, you will die——!"
Li Muchan frowned, shook his head and said, "Let's do it."
"If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink as a penalty!" The young man sneered, and with a move of his hand, a small arrow was already attached to the short bow. As soon as he let go, the small arrow instantly arrived in front of Li Muchan, and then let out a soft whistle.
Li Muchan's right palm turned and pushed, and the force of his palm condensed into an arrow. When it hit the small arrow, there was a crisp "ding" sound, like the sound of gold and iron.
He was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that this young man's archery skills were even better than his own. It was like every mountain was higher!
The two women had been lying at the window of the small house looking out. Then they walked behind him, and a faint fragrance lingered in his nose.
"Senior brother, who is this?" Li Yujiao glanced sideways at the young man and said calmly: "How dare you come alone? Are you brave as a skilled person, or as a stupid person?"
The young man looked gloomy and sneered: "Take another arrow from me!"
He moved his hand, and three small arrows were attached to the short bow at the same time. Then he let go and turned into three blue lights. In the blink of an eye, they were in front of the three of them. Two arrows shot at Li Muchan, and one arrow shot at Li Yujiao.
Li Yujiao snorted softly, and with a flash of sword light, the small arrow turned into powder. As the evening breeze blew, she swayed and slid out, and a cold light shone on the young man in black.
"Ding ding ding ding..." The young man waved his short bow and Feng Ge's long sword.
Li Muchan watched with great interest. Li Yujiao's swordsmanship was elegant and light, but it also contained murderous intent, like a steel needle hidden in cotton flowers, which was hard to guard against.
The young man was not a mediocre man. He was indeed a man of skill and courage. He wielded a short bow and guarded it tightly. He could not get in by splashing water. He was able to block Li Yujiao's sword for a moment.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Junior Sister Li, shall I come?"
"Huh, no need!" Li Yujiao snorted softly, and the sword light suddenly slowed down and became softer, like snowflakes falling slowly, light and elegant.
At this moment, she doesn't feel like killing people, but like dancing. Every move of her hands and feet is graceful and moving, which makes people enchanted.
Wang Shuangfeng sighed softly, feeling envious.
Li Muchan smiled, and then there was a muffled sound, and the young man was hit by a sword in the chest. He stared at Li Yujiao in shock.
Li Yujiao drew her sword, avoided the spurting blood arrows, turned and walked away, came to Li Muchan's side, and hummed softly: "You don't know your own abilities!"
The young man glared at Li Yujiao, moved his hands quickly, sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a bottle of pills from his arms, poured them into his mouth, took out another bottle, and gently sprinkled some powder on the wound.
Li Muchan's eyes were sharp, and he could not help but be surprised when he saw that as soon as the powder was removed, the bleeding stopped.
He flashed and suddenly appeared in front of the young man. He grabbed the vial and said with a smile, "What kind of magic medicine is this?"
At this time, the young man's face was as pale as paper. In a short time, blood had flowed all over the floor, but after taking this medicine, his life was obviously no longer in danger.
At this time, bleeding is the most fatal for martial arts masters. If the bleeding is stopped, they can survive it according to their physical constitution.