When she saw the captain, the girl was startled. She gently tugged on the reins, dismounted, walked up to the captain in two steps, and saluted, "I've seen Captain Hu!"
The captain smiled with a smile on his face: "Haha, it turns out to be Miss Fan. You will be the escort for this trip. It seems that you are going to make a lot of money again!"
He spoke humorously and had a smile on his face, which was completely different from the way he looked at Li Muchan.
The girl smiled and said: "It's just a little hard-earned money, not worth a smile!...Captain, the recruitment is over, are you going back to Tenglong City?"
Although she is very young, she speaks in a mature manner, obviously through experience.
Li Muchan squinted his eyes slightly and looked closely. His skin was as delicate as ivory, with a layer of opalescence, and his eyes were clear and black, as clear as mercury.
The captain sighed with emotion: "Yes, it's finally over... Mr. Fan is still in good health, right?"
"Yes, dad is fine. He is not convinced at all." The girl pursed her lips and smiled.
"Mr. Fan keeps getting stronger and stronger, which is really enviable!" the captain laughed.
While the two were talking, two knights came over and stood behind the girl. They were her guards. No one except Li Muchan cared.
Li Muchan moved slowly and stared at the two of them with squinted eyes.
The two guards were about thirty years old, with weathered faces. They looked simple and honest, without any harshness, like honest farmers.
The two of them glanced around, looking around, looking on guard, as if to prevent someone from assassinating the girl at any time, which made the soldiers behind Lieutenant Hu chuckle secretly.
Captain Hu waved his hand, and the soldiers slowly walked forward from behind him without stopping. Only four guards were left standing behind Captain Hu without moving.
Li Muchan stood beside Captain Hu, and Li Baolu stood beside Li Muchan, staring blankly at the girl, his eyes dull and fascinated.
Li Muchan pushed him, secretly laughing.
However, this girl is indeed beautiful. Looking at her from a distance, she just feels handsome. But up close, she is even more stunningly beautiful. Her skin is as delicate as snow, her face is as radiant as snow, and her clear eyes are hard to look into.
Li Muchan took a step forward and stood in front of Captain Hu, glaring coldly at the two of them, his eyes like ice, as if he wanted to penetrate their bodies.
Their expressions changed slightly and they looked at him.
Lieutenant Hu was having a heated conversation with the girl when Li Muchan suddenly stood in front of him, blocking his sight. This made him very annoyed and hummed: "Mingkong, what are you doing!"
Li Muchan took a step back, lowered his head slightly, and said nothing.
Captain Hu glanced at the two of them thoughtfully, clasped his fists and said, "Miss Fan, let's talk some other time, farewell!"
The girl smiled and nodded: "Yes, Lieutenant Hu, have a good trip!"
"Haha, when I come to Tianlong City another day, I will definitely visit Mr. Fan. This time I am busy with military affairs and I can't make the trip. It's a pity!" Captain Hu laughed loudly and turned to leave.
After walking more than ten steps, Captain Hu turned around and said, "Are those two assassins?"
His face was gloomy and his eyes were shining coldly.
Li Muchan shook his head: "...I don't know."
Captain Hu glared and snorted: "Little monk, don't play tricks on me!...Are you showing pity for the beauty?"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said, "They haven't taken any action, so they can't talk nonsense, right?"
"Huh, okay!" Captain Hu said with a sullen face and waved his hand: "What are you going to do with me!... Get out of here, get out of here and do something serious!"
"Yes." Li Muchan performed a military salute and looked at Li Baolu in the distance.
Li Baolu turned his head, his face full of contentment, and sighed: "Monk, she is so beautiful..."
Li Muchan hurriedly pointed in front of his lips, Captain Hu's eyes had already turned sideways: "You can't move when you see women, you're a good-for-nothing guy!"
Li Muchan picked him up, turned around and jumped on his horse, made a military salute, and galloped away.
At the Fan Family Escort Agency, the girl returned to the motorcade and waved to Uncle Xiang. The girl said a few words in his ear and glanced at the troops that were slowly leaving.
Xiang Bo thought thoughtfully and kept nodding. Then he found a few more people, suddenly launched his attack, caught two people, tied them up and threw them into the car.
The girl came to the car and frowned at the two people. She saw that their eyes were cold, as if they were the other two people, without any emotion at all.
The girl pondered for a moment, then suddenly understood, she sneered and said: "It was hidden so deeply that it lasted more than ten years. It's a pity that it was so forbearing that it was destroyed in one day! ... This time it almost killed me!"
Xiang Bo said: "Miss, are they from Western Zhao?"
The girl hummed: "It's either Xi Zhao or Da Khan. In short, he's not a good person!"
Uncle Xiang looked at the two of them and said in a low voice: "Miss, it's better to ask clearly, in case it's not a spy, but for personal enmity."
"Private vendetta is not a thing!" The girl said coldly with a pretty face: "It's the little monk's fault this time. Otherwise, if they take action, our Fan family will be doomed!"
"Yes, I was confused!" Xiang Bo nodded hurriedly, his face changed greatly.
Once they take action, no matter whether they succeed or not, the Fan family will not be able to break away from the relationship. Even if they have a good relationship with the governor, the governor will not ask for mercy in order to avoid suspicion.
Assassinating an officer is tantamount to conspiracy and can be punished by confiscation of the family and annihilation of the entire clan. Once these two guys take action, the Fan family will be doomed!
Thinking of this, he shuddered, his whole body felt cold, and he was no longer sympathetic.
Li Muchan, Li Baolu, Zhao Shengli and others met up and then scouted ahead, but there were no accidents and they arrived at Longteng City safely.
Longteng City is similar to Tianlong City, but slightly less prosperous.
The military camp is in the city, located in the south of the city. Zhao Shengli took them, familiar with the roads, to a large courtyard. The courtyard was very wide, with a martial arts training ground in the middle. They were two or three large martial arts training grounds outside Tianlong City.
A lap of running is five or six hundred meters long.
Surrounded by houses, Li Muchan was taken to a room in the north, adjacent to Zhao Shengli. There was plenty of sunshine, and Li Muchan liked it very much.
To his east was Zhao Shengli, to the west was Xiong Sihai, and Li Baolu and the others were not far apart in the east and west, which was much more spacious than living in the same tent.
Li Muchan was very happy to have his own house. After living in a tent, he suddenly found a house and felt extremely happy.
Before joining the army, he had a small courtyard of his own and didn't think it was very nice.
Returning to Tenglong City, it was no different than outside Tianlong City. He was still confined to the Xiaoqi Camp. The entire Xiaoqi Camp was in a compound and a martial arts training ground. As for other places, Li Muchan rarely went there.
All his thoughts are on refining the fountain.
The next day, they resumed training, similar to what they had done outside Tianlong City.
He practiced riding and shooting kung fu in the morning, and practiced marksmanship and sword skills in the afternoon. During the rest of the time, he practiced marksmanship. He practiced flying bear paw after dinner.
After practicing the Flying Bear Palm, he lay down on the bed. At this time, he began to concentrate on the Yongquan, blending with the Yongquan, and refining the Yongquan point.
He originally thought that it took him several days to refine the spear or flying knife. Since the Yongquan point was his body, it should be easier and could be completed in just a few days.
But I didn't expect that Yongquan Point is several times more difficult than foreign objects.
It seemed that the Yongquan point itself had a consciousness that had been resisting, and it was several times more difficult. He suddenly thought that in modern times, he had read Taoist classics, which said that every part of the body has a god.
He had always sneered and disapproved of it, but now it seemed that it was not unreasonable.
The Yongquan point always resists refining, and when he is about to succeed, he always falls short and has an invisible force to fight back. This has happened several times, and ordinary people would have become discouraged and despaired, and no longer wasted their efforts.
Li Muchan has a tenacious spirit. The more he fails, the more he tries to achieve it, and he keeps refining it again and again.
He spent the whole night meditating and concentrating. Half an hour before getting up, he used the Observation of Heaven and Human Spirits Sutra. After getting up, he was still full of energy.
As a result, his spirit became stronger and stronger.
After three days, their minds settled down. That evening, as dusk began to set in, Li Muchan was taking a walk on the martial arts training grounds. He had just eaten. He was not in a hurry to practice, and just walked slowly.
Behind him was the red shadow, walking in the dusk, one man and one horse.
Zhang Jiaoxi suddenly appeared and waved, and Li Muchan hurried over.
Zhang Jiaoxi handed over the spear in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Mingkong, this is the Flying Dragon Spear. After today, I will give it to you. Don't let it be shamed!"
Li Muchan was startled, and the spear sank in his hand. The lavender barrel was engraved with dense patterns, and the silver-white spear head shone with cold light. This spear was gorgeous and extraordinary.
Zhang Jiaoxi said: "This gun has been passed down to me for the fourth generation. It's a pity that it has always been hunkered down in the bedroom and cannot drink blood on the battlefield!"
Li Muchan clenched the spear tightly, and a feeling of harmony spread into his heart, as if it should have been his. The spear seemed to have life. He could feel the faint excitement coming from the gun.
"Teacher, I will accept this gun!" Li Muchan readily agreed.
Zhang Jiaoxi smiled and patted his shoulder: "Okay, I'll leave it in your hands and I'll forget about it!"
He took a long breath, and his whole body seemed to feel refreshed. He was no longer as solemn as before, and the heaviness between his brows also disappeared.
Li Muchan vaguely understood his thoughts and sighed secretly.
This flying dragon gun seemed to be condensed with his ambitions. Handing it over now and giving it to himself meant that he had completely let go and put aside all his ambitions.
In this way, his life became much easier. His depression and unwillingness all disappeared with the transfer of the flying dragon gun.
This was a good thing for Teacher Zhang, but it also revealed a sense of helplessness and resignation to the desolation of fate. He could understand Teacher Zhang's complicated mood.
"Don't worry, Professor, I won't let him suffer any injustice!" Li Muchan nodded slowly and forcefully.
Teacher Zhang smiled: "I believe you can do it!... Come on, let's learn the next move!"
Ten days later, Li Muchan finished learning the Flying Dragon Spear Technique. The Flying Dragon Spear was completely integrated with him, moving freely like an arm, and he could no longer feel its weight.
He became more and more aware of the strangeness of this gun. After injecting internal force, the gun body became elastic, like a pewter gun, and could eliminate the shock force on its own.
However, only the Flying Dragon Spear Technique can introduce internal force into the gun body, and other spear techniques cannot.
The introduction of internal force is not carried by the spirit, but by movement, which is wonderful. Li Muchan secretly pondered it, gained great insights, and vaguely felt that it was time to study the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra.