Li Muchan closed his eyes slightly, looked through the wooden box, and saw clearly what was inside the box. There was a ginseng plant in each box, similar in size but different in shape.
He pressed his palm against the wooden box, and a faint spiritual energy seeped into it from the palm of his hand. Although the box was sealed extremely well, he could still feel the faint breath.
He took out a wooden box, opened it, and found a ginseng in front of him. It was a hundred-year-old ginseng, and it looked like a radish. He swallowed it in two or two gulps.
Then, he began to practice the small dragon form.
As soon as the little dragon shape moved, heat surged all over his body, and his internal energy surged like a river. He felt nothing at first, but the gurgling springs emitted hot steam and merged into the rushing heat.
A quarter of an hour later, warmth suddenly arose in the lower abdomen, and strands of it overflowed, blending into the rushing heat. As time passed, the heat became thicker, and later, it was like thick smoke billowing, several times thicker than the hot spring.
Li Muchan performed the small dragon form and practiced for an hour without stopping. His whole body was dripping with sweat and the steam was steaming as if coming out of hot water.
He slowly stopped, a smile appeared on his face, and his aura increased, which he estimated would be enough for a year of hard training.
This is only a 100-year-old ginseng. If it were 500-year-old, it must be stronger. He smiled a little brighter and had a strong urge to take another ginseng.
But soon, he suppressed this impulse. He couldn't be hasty and wanted to see what the consequences would be. He knew that things in the world have their own rules, and yin and yang exist in harmony. What is beneficial must be harmful.
He turned around and went out, and went to the backyard with Wen Yinyue, and came to a water pavilion. Under the pavilion were lotus pavilions, and koi fish were agile, leaping out of the water from time to time, and red lights flashed.
The white gauze curtains all around hang low, and the breeze blows slowly, and the curtains flutter in the wind, like a dream.
Wen Yinyue and Li Muchan sat across from each other in front of the stone table, sipping tea casually. This was the tea brought by Wen Yinyue. Knowing that Li Muchan was particular about tea, Master Zhuzhao asked her to bring a pound.
Wen Yinyue took off her white gauze, her face was as beautiful as flowers and jade. Li Muchan stared at it blankly, a little crazy. Wen Yinyue looked into the distance as if nothing had happened, but her dark eyebrows were lightly frowned, and her brows were covered with anger.
She didn't have any good ideas for this tired junior brother. She was afraid that if she offended him and used the Ming Dynasty King's Scripture again in the future, she would take revenge and make another scene. The last time he made a fool of himself, it became a joke. When the master thought about it, he
Make fun of it.
The best way is to treat it as if you don't know and turn a blind eye.
After a while, she put down the tea cup gracefully, turned around and asked calmly: "Junior brother, is ginseng useful?"
Meeting Ru Shui's eyes, Li Muchan felt that the pores all over his body were open, as if he were leaping into a deep spring. Only when she gouged himself out did he break the intoxication and said with a smile: "Yes, it's worth my year of hard training."
Wen Yinyue's bright eyes lit up: "So, your military martial arts skills are comparable to the Cang Hai Sheng Kung?"
Li Muchan hesitated, shook his head and said, "Absolutely."
The martial arts in the military have improved, and the Cang Hai Sheng Kung has doubled. The current martial arts in the military is as good as the original Cang Hai Shen Kung, but not as good as the current one.
This matter was troublesome to talk about, so Li Muchan could only nod his head and speak vaguely.
"Very good, let's see what happens!" Wen Yinyue pursed her lips and smiled, as bright as snow. With a flick of her finger, an invisible force shot towards his face.
Li Muchan stretched out his palm to block it, and there was a muffled "bang" sound. He retracted and pressed his palm, and his strength suddenly disappeared. He smiled and said: "Senior sister, do this again!"
"Come again!" Wen Yinyue hummed softly, flicking her green and round jade fingers, and shot at Li Muchan with a series of finger force, continuous and powerful.
Li Muchan sat still, with his palms facing each other, bending and pressing, which relieved the force of his fingers and became calm and relaxed.
He has an air film, so he is not afraid of internal forces at all. Once he gets in, he immediately blends into the air film. Although he cannot use it for his own use, he can remove it.
Li Muchan secretly regretted that the inner strength of the army and the inner strength of the martial arts mentality could not be integrated, otherwise, this would be tantamount to attracting stars.
The two cannot blend together, so they cannot be absorbed, and the internal force in the army does not leave the body and cannot be absorbed, so the air film can only resist and can no longer exert its effect.
As for the internal strength of Wulin's mind, he has no shortage of it. The Tianyuan Breathing Technique has become more and more sophisticated, and he can recover his internal strength extremely quickly, far better than absorbing it from others.
In the blink of an eye, Wen Yinyue fired a hundred moves, but when she saw that he couldn't do anything, she suddenly disappeared and patted his back, her movements gentle and as fast as lightning.
Li Muchan sat still, bent his elbow and struck back to meet her jade palm.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, Li Muchan didn't move, but Wen Yinyue took a step back.
She was astonished and stared at him intently.
Li Muchan turned around and smiled: "Sister, how are you doing?"
Wen Yin Yue's bright eyes were like water, falling on the stone pier, and she gently nodded: "Yeah, it's okay."
Li Muchan stood up, and suddenly the stone pier fell down and turned into a pile of powder. Li Muchan sat on another stone pier and said with a smile: "Senior sister's arrival is amazing, I am very happy to congratulate you."
Wen Yinyue said: "With you forcing me, I won't succeed without hard work... When will you be promoted to general and come back with me?"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's a long story. When I entered the military camp, I ran into trouble and killed several people, so..."
After he told what happened, Wen Yinyue shook her head and said calmly: "Thanks to Master for saying you are smart, who did it secretly?"
Li Muchan shook his head and said: "I have estimated that it is best to be open and aboveboard. One way is to establish prestige. Moreover, if you are sneaky, others will be suspicious. Don't even think about staying in the military camp!... The military camp has its own way of doing things, which is the same as in the military camp.
It’s different outside.”
Wen Yinyue nodded softly: "It's up to you, but as soon as possible!"
She felt it was reasonable and had to admit that her junior brother was indeed better than her. If it were her, she would only want to kill people secretly and not think so much. The master's discernment was perfect.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Sister, could it be that Master has a destiny and you want to go back to the mountain with me?"
"Well, not bad." Wen Yinyue frowned and hummed.
Li Muchan laughed and praised his master for being so wise and treating him so kindly that it would be difficult to repay his kindness. Wen Yinyue turned her head and looked into the distance, admiring the beautiful scenery of the lotus pond, and ignored him.
In the following days, Wen Yinyue kept practicing in seclusion, never leaving the house. Even when she went out, she put on makeup and climbed out from the back wall. The backyard was by the river and there was no human habitation.
Li Muchan practiced martial arts in seclusion for two days. He felt that the internal energy transformed by ginseng had no consequences. He was about to take another 500-year-old ginseng. That evening, he suddenly received an invitation from the eldest daughter of the Fan family - Fan Peiyao.
Li Muchan was about to go find her and thank her for her help in sending Gao Tongcheng to Canghai Mountain. Moreover, she should also know that she had some connections with Canghai Mountain.
Tell Wen Yinyue, Wen Yinyue is not excited, so he goes alone.
Zhao Shengli and the others had already bought several houses, which were connected together and took a lot of effort. Apart from coming over to talk about it, the rest of the time they were busy buying their own houses.
Knowing that Li Muchan was practicing in seclusion, they should not disturb him. They just waited for the last day and returned to the military camp together. They did not come to Ming Mansion during normal times.
Ming Mansion is not far from Changping Tower. In the twilight, Li Muchan is walking on Tianlong City Street. The surroundings are bustling with activity, and it looks like a prosperous time.
Although there has always been friction at the border between Western Zhao and Dayan, it was just a matter of local instability. This has been the case for hundreds of years. Tenglong City is known as an unbreakable city, and the people of Tianlong City have never been worried.
Because of the existence of Tenglong City, Tianlong City is more prosperous. Dayan's soldiers have extremely high military pay, all of them have bulging pockets, and have extremely strong spending power.
Looking at the peaceful and joyful expressions of the people around him, Li Muchan sighed secretly, and suddenly felt that his shoulders were heavy. The responsibilities of a soldier are extremely important and there is no room for sloppiness...
When they arrived at Changping Tower, the waiter saw him and greeted him enthusiastically: "Master, you are here to see me again, please come in quickly!"
Li Muchan said: "Is the eldest lady of the Fan family here?"
"Yes, please——!" The waiter nodded hurriedly and bowed to lead the way.
He led Li Muchan to the first floor, but not to the private seats on the second floor. He came to a window position. There were two tables between the tables. It was quite spacious, but they could communicate with each other and it was very lively.
Fan Peiyao was wearing a sapphire blue gown and dressed as a man. She was handsome and handsome enough to charm most girls. She was shaking her folding fan and looking at the situation outside the window with a nonchalant expression.
Turning her head inadvertently, she suddenly saw Li Muchan. She quickly closed her folding fan, stood up, clasped her fists, and said with a smile: "Master!"
Li Muchan put his hands together in tithe and said with a smile: "Miss Fan, how are you?"
"Thanks to Master, everything is fine." Fan Peiyao pursed her lips and smiled sweetly, her face was radiant, and her daughter's body was suddenly revealed. This smile was too charming, and men could not do it.
Sitting next to Fan Peiyao were two old men in gray clothes. They looked dull and taciturn. They held the wine glasses lazily and turned to look over.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Thank you very much for Tongcheng."
Fan Peiyao smiled heartily and said: "It's just a little help, but it's far worse than the help from the master."
Li Muchan sat down, glanced at the two old men, and Fan Peiyao introduced them. They were bodyguards arranged by the old man of the Fan family to protect Fan Peiyao.
Because the head of Taibai Village has never been seen, Fan Peiyao is a little worried. He is like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark and will pounce out at any time.
Li Muchan nodded and agreed with this caution. However, these two old men were very arrogant and inherited the style of the Fan family. Li Muchan found it funny and ignored them, and only talked to Fan Peiyao.
Although Fan Peiyao is a woman, she is very ambitious and magnanimous in her actions. She has a bad temper with Li Muchan, and the two of them talk in a congenial manner.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "After taking back the ginseng, you can feel proud in the Fan family, right?"
Fan Peiyao shook her head and said with a smile: "This time it's all down to your military master from Black Tiger Camp. I don't have any credit. It's because of the old man's face."
Li Muchan laughed and said: "It seems that you don't want to get ahead, so why not come to my place? I lack a housekeeper."
Fan Peiyao laughed and said: "Master, you think highly of me!"
The two old men glanced at him, their eyes twinkling.
When Fan Peiyao reported what happened, she praised Li Muchan as being like a god descending from heaven and being extremely brave. Everyone in the Fan family was unconvinced and wanted to compete.
But he is a benefactor of the Fan family and cannot challenge rashly, so he can only suppress his tone.
In martial arts in the military, his spirit is restrained and others cannot tell the difference. Seeing that Li Muchan spoke calmly and had a cool demeanor, he did not dare to look down upon him.
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "It's a pity that you are a daughter..."
Fan Peiyao smiled, showing a wry smile. She often had this regret. If she were not a daughter, it would be the brothers' turn to make the decision in the Fan family.
Seeing that the Fan family's arrogance was growing and showing signs of decline, she tried to save it, but was unable to do so. Because she was a daughter, no one listened to her.
Fan Peiyao picked up the big bowl: "Master, come, I want to give you a few toasts, little lady!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Then I will be disrespectful, please——!"
The two drank happily, and in a blink of an eye they drank a jar of wine. Fan Peiyao's face was flushed, and she was charming and charming.
However, Li Muchan didn't care about Qi Nian and felt that she was like a good brother and had the same spirit.
Fan Peiyao's bright eyes gradually blurred, and she talked more and more as she drank one bowl of wine after another. She talked more and more about the family's feuds and grievances, how her brother failed to live up to expectations, how her father was partial, and the old man was also confused, watching the decline of the Fan family.
The two old men's faces changed when they heard it, and they coughed heavily. Fan Peiyao ignored them, pretending not to hear, and said what she should say.
It is also rare for her to meet a close person, and she feels similar to Li Muchan. Like a close friend, she opens up her chat box and talks endlessly, and her ordinary worries come out at once.
Li Muchan just smiled and said nothing, listening attentively, drinking bowl after bowl of wine without changing his expression.
The two old men felt awkward, so they could only pretend to be deaf and dumb, and drank and ate vegetables.
Bowl after bowl went down, and Li Muchan didn't stop him. Fan Peiyao wanted to drink, so he accompanied her, listening to her ramble, with tears streaming down her face.
Li Muchan smiled bitterly, he did not expect this. Seeing her crying, the people next to her turned their eyes to Li Muchan and looked at Li Muchan in surprise.
Li Muchan was suddenly startled, and threw the big bowl in his hand. There was a crisp "pop" sound, and the bowl and wine splashed everywhere, right in front of Fan Peiyao.
A few drops of wine splashed on her body, and she looked over with misty eyes, and her bright eyes suddenly widened.
An old man in a brocade robe rushed over and threw his left hand. A cold light enveloped the table. Li Muchan, Fan Peiyao and the two old men were all enveloped.
The two old men didn't care about themselves. They stood in front of Fan Peiyao and slapped her with their palms. The wind of the palms shook away the cold light, and then they met the old man's palms.
"Bang!" "Bang!" The two old men flew up, smashed open the window, and fell towards the street.