The old man in golden clothes sneered and rushed towards Fan Peiyao.
Fan Peiyao shook her head and her bright eyes regained some clarity. She flicked her hand and the big bowl shot out, making a whining sound with astonishing power.
The old man slapped the big bowl open with one palm, and the wine splashed onto his brocade robe. He had already arrived in front of Fan Peiyao, and with a cruel smile, he raised his palm and slapped her Tianling Gai.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and a palm suddenly appeared, slender and white, as gentle as jade.
With two palms intersecting, the old man swayed and took a step back. Before he could regain his footing, he kicked off his feet and rushed forward again, taking down Fan Peiyao's Tianling and insisting on killing her.
Fan Peiyao wanted to resist, but her body was weak and powerless, so she could only watch helplessly.
Li Muchan sighed and stepped forward to greet him again.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the old man in golden clothes took another step back, his face flushed, and he stared at Li Muchan.
He has a square face, a broad mouth, slender eyebrows and a pair of piercing eyes. Although he is an old man, he has a formidable aura and is somewhat more energetic than a young man.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "How could you be so holy as to do such an evil thing?"
"Monk, stop meddling in other people's business!" the old man in brocade clothes said coldly.
Li Muchan blocked Fan Peiyao and sighed: "Alas... why bother with so much entanglement? The matter is over, it's time to let it go!"
"You——!" The old man's expression changed.
Li Muchan said: "Taibai Village has been destroyed. Killing people will not help. Besides, it was your fault in the first place. You are doing the first grade and others are doing the fifteenth grade. I have nothing to say, so let's forget it."
The old man said coldly: "It's easy for you to say!...Huh, destroy my foundation, this hatred is irreconcilable!"
Li Muchan's face sank and he said coldly: "So, you must take revenge until death?"
"Not bad!" The old man hummed.
Li Muchan took a step forward and sneered: "Well, I have a share in this matter, come on!"
The old man waved his hand and hummed impatiently: "Little monk, you are no match for me, get out of here!"
"Really?" Li Muchan smiled slightly, stretched out his palm and said, "Then give it a try!"
The old man sneered: "I wanted you to live longer, but you asked for death yourself, so you can't blame me!"
He punched out and decided to make a killing move, repeatedly ruining his good deeds. This little thief deserved death. His eyes were fierce and murderous as a knife.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and two people rolled in from the window. They were the two old men from before. There were blood stains on the corners of their mouths, and they were already injured.
Although this is the first floor, the foundation is extremely high, similar to the second and third floors of an ordinary restaurant. Anyone without qigong skills will definitely die if they fall.
Although the two were injured, they used Qinggong when they were in danger, and their internal organs were like knives. They endured the pain and fell to the ground. They adjusted their breathing for a moment, and then jumped up to protect the young lady.
Mr. Fan was kind to others, but he could not complete the task, but he had the wrath of thunder, and they were deeply afraid of him.
As soon as the two people came up, they immediately pounced on the old man in brocade robes, like crazy tigers, extremely angry.
The old man in brocade robes was dressed in makeup by the head of the Taibai Village. He sneered, and the punch he punched at Li Muchan suddenly changed, hitting one old man, and then punched out with the other hand to face the other old man.
"Bang" came two muffled sounds at the same time. The two old men staggered back and bumped into the table. Li Muchan stretched out his hand to hold down the table to stop the movement.
The two old men were almost lying on the table, the plates were full of hot vegetables, their backs were full with clothes, and oil stains were dripping down.
Blood gushed out from the corners of their mouths. They straightened up and jumped out again. At the same time, they shouted: "Miss, leave quickly!"
Fan Peiyao's eyes were bright and clear, but her body was not under control. She looked at the two old men in a hurry, her lips were trembling, but she could not say a complete sentence.
Seeing this, Li Muchan sighed with emotion. Even though the two old men were very arrogant, he couldn't stand by and just pick up a chair and throw it out because of this desperate energy.
"Crack!" The boss smashed the chair with his palm and stepped forward.
Li Muchan threw out another chair, which the two old men were sitting on before. The master's palm split it open again and turned into pieces, which showed the domineering power of the master's palm.
Li Muchan rushed over, stopped in front of the two old men, and punched the headmaster.
"Humph, you're just a master of a skill!" the boss sneered, and then punched out. Although Li Muchan's strength was great, it was far from enough for him. He was just barely qualified to strike.
As for his fingering, it was a big disaster. The boss was always on guard, lest he use his fingering skills.
The two fists met, and after a muffled "bang" sound, they each took two steps back. Li Muchan stopped in front of the table, and the boss staggered back, his face changing slightly.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "How?"
He then stepped forward and punched again, repeating the previous move.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the leader also became fierce and repeated the previous move, and the two fists met again.
This time, the two of them retreated at the same time, returning to their original positions.
Li Muchan laughed, and then punched again, which was the same as the previous move.
The boss did the same, sneered and punched, and faced off head-on.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...
There were muffled sounds one after another, and the two punched each other one after another, and the fists met hard. The people around them were dumbfounded and their blood boiled.
This way of doing it, the moves are simple and the fight is all about hard work.
After ten punches, Li Muchan appeared to be fine, but blood was bleeding from the corner of the boss's mouth and he was already injured.
Li Muchan has the indestructible power of the Vajra to protect his body and the power of the dragon and elephant. This way of fighting has taken a huge advantage. The boss is so arrogant that he is unwilling to fail and insists on deciding the winner.
An evil fire arose in his heart, and he didn't believe that he couldn't deal with this little bald donkey.
"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"...
There was another series of muffled sounds, and people stood up one after another, eyes shining, staring at this side to see who of the two could persist to the end.
Li Muchan acted as if nothing had happened, and more and more blood came from the corner of the boss's mouth. He suddenly let out a sharp roar, and the roar roared throughout the building, as if it was about to break everyone's eardrums.
They hurriedly covered their ears and looked up again. They saw that the master was no longer in sight. He had already gotten out of the window and walked away.
Li Muchan did not pursue him. He was in the military camp anyway. No matter how powerful he was, he would not dare to enter the military camp to assassinate him. Besides, his martial arts skills were not to be feared, and he had strange intuition.
The two old men looked at him and clasped their fists: "Thank you so much, master!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "You're welcome,...Miss Fan! Miss Fan!"
He turned around and saw that Fan Peiyao had fallen asleep on the table. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying, "I'll leave Miss Fan to you two. I'll take my leave."
"Yes." The two old men nodded warmly.
The two admired Li Muchan's martial arts greatly. They had fought against the master, and they had a deep understanding of the master's internal strength and tyrannical martial arts.
Such a master was actually defeated by Li Muchan, which really shocked them.
Li Muchan smiled, titheed, and drifted away, back to the Ming Mansion. Then he said goodbye to Wen Yinyue, rode on Red Shadow, and headed south. In a square in the southeast corner, he found Zhao Shengli and others.
Zhao Shengli and the others bought a street - Qingshui Fang. They bought all the houses on Qingshui Fang. Except for the one they lived in, there were still two houses left, so they simply bought them together.
Now that they have a lot of money in their pockets, they don't care about a small amount of money. They just want to be happy. They all live together. Even if they are retired in the future, they can always be together. It is really a wonderful thing.
Li Muchan thinks it's good, it's really convenient.
Zhao Shengli and the others were all busy, recruiting servants and rearranging the layout. They were in high spirits while busy, and there was joy in their brows.
Li Muchan joked with them for a while, and then returned to Tenglong City. They were quite reluctant to leave. Fortunately, they would be able to move into their new house after their next vacation.
After returning to the military camp, Li Muchan had just settled down the red shadow, when a black-armored soldier came over to greet him. The captain invited him.
Recognizing that this was the captain's personal guard, Xiong Sihai whispered: "Master, this should be a matter for the inner camp."
Li Muchan smiled and nodded, suppressing his joy, and followed the black-armored guards to the Black Tiger Camp hall.
The captain was sitting behind the case with a calm expression. There were three people sitting under the steps: the captain on the left and right and Li Sima. The three of them looked a little excited and stared at Li Muchan without blinking.
Li Muchan performed a military salute and saw each other separately. The captain stroking his beard waved his hand: "Okay, no need!"
Li Muchan looked at the captain with a puzzled expression.
The captain stroking his beard pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Mingkong, I have recommended you to enter the inner camp, and I will take you there in person tomorrow."
Although Li Muchan heard what Xiong Sihai said, he still wanted to hear it again and asked: "Inner camp?"
The captain waved his hand, and Li Sima opened his mouth and explained in detail, which was very similar to what Xiong Sihai said.
After saying that, the captain said: "If you can enter the inner camp, you will have your own set of secrets that are far better than the little dragon shape I taught you, so cherish it!"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said: "Captain, I don't want to leave the Xiaoqi Camp."
"Well, don't worry." The captain stroked his beard and said with a smile, "After you finish your studies, you can still return to where you came from. You don't have to leave the Xiaoqi camp."
Li Muchan took a breath and nodded with a smile: "But it depends on the captain's arrangement!"
"Don't worry, I won't harm you." The captain chuckled and looked him up and down: "You little guy, I hope you can enter the inner camp. Our Black Tiger Camp has inner camps, so I will be proud of it!"
He laughed and said: "Every time I see Song in Tuodangying, he looks proud and speaks loudly. I can only swallow my anger. This time I feel proud and proud!"
Li Sima smiled and said: "Captain, how many people are there in the inner camp?"
The captain shook his head: "I don't know anything about the matters in the inner camp. I am directly responsible to the captain. Apart from the captain, I'm afraid not many people know about it."
He was in high spirits and talked more than usual. He smiled and said, "But I guess there are only a few people. How can it be so easy to find talented people?"
He added: "There is only one named Song who shows off his power in front of me. Is it possible that there is only one person?"
He shook his head again: "That's too little, forget it, no matter what, Mingkong, you just need to remember it well and do your best. There is no need to force it."
"Yes, Captain." Li Muchan said solemnly.
Early the next morning, Li Muchan came to the hall of Black Tiger Camp. The captain, dressed in military uniform and full of energy, was waiting for him. When he saw him coming, he set off without saying a word.
The two of them left the camp and walked toward the west of the city. Li Muchan suddenly felt strange.
Although he has been stationed in Tenglong City, he has never been to any other place in Tenglong City except where his military camp is located. Every time he takes a vacation, he always goes to Tianlong City.
Only then did he feel strange why Tenglong City didn't have many places for consumption and wasn't prosperous enough.
The captain walked in front, watching him looking around, as if he was confused, and said: "When Taizu founded the country, there was a rule that Tenglong City was purely a military location, and no civilians were allowed to exist."
"No business or buying and selling allowed?" Li Muchan asked.
"Exactly." The captain nodded and sighed: "So we can either stay in the camp or go to Tianlong City to play and relax. As for Tianlong City, we are not allowed to walk around at will."
Li Muchan nodded with emotion, no wonder Tenglong City was able to avoid falling, but it was due to the strict system.
Taizu, the old man, had a far-sighted vision and hit the nail on the head.
No matter how strong a city is, it will one day be captured. Li Muchan does not believe in a city that cannot be captured, and the most common way is to capture it from the inside. If there is no internal chaos, there is no risk of the city falling.
After walking a mile to the west, a large flag suddenly floated in the distance, fluttering in the wind, with two big characters painted on it: "Shenwu", as if it was about to break the flag and come out, with a shocking murderous look.
Li Muchan suddenly understood that this was the real Shenwu Camp.
The captain whispered: "Mingkong, when you get to the camp, be more energetic, don't be afraid, don't panic, and give our Commander Black Tiger some ambition!"
"Yes." Li Muchan said solemnly.
The two of them were near an imposing archway with three large characters "Department of Troops" written on it. The golden light was shining and was a bit dazzling in the sunlight.
There are four big men standing under the card, all wearing bright armor, shining brightly. Under the sunlight, they look like gods, which makes people dare not look at them.
As the captain approached, the four big men blocked him and remained silent.
The captain took a breath and whispered: "Mingkong, take off your sword. This is the rule."
"What overbearing rules!" Li Muchan snorted, his face darkened, and he narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the four big men.
In martial arts in the military, the spirit is restrained, and it is difficult to judge the level without fighting. However, looking at these four big men, the spirit is restrained and the evil spirit is strong. They are obviously veterans who have lived through hundreds of battles.
Although Li Muchan felt uncomfortable with such a veteran, he would not be too troublesome.
The captain didn't bring a sword at all, so there was no need to untie it. Li Muchan took off his Hanjiao bow, cut his deer knife, looked at the four of them deeply, and followed the captain in.
The four big men looked at each other and smiled slightly, not caring.
They have seen this kind of situation many times. Those who can enter the Shenwu Camp are definitely not ordinary people. They are all the most beautiful people in the world. It is tantamount to an insult to ask them to use weapons. Very few people will be convinced.
However, some castles are deep and calm, some have no castles, and are full of emotions and anger, and some are even bold, muttering and complaining.
The four big men ignored all of this and pretended to be deaf and dumb. They pretended not to see. As long as they took off their weapons, they could say anything.
But once they don't follow the rules here and don't know how to use their weapons, they can only help these people and remove their weapons to avoid being in trouble.
Entering the camp with weapons is a challenge to the entire Shenwu camp. But if you attack in groups, you only need to save your breath, so you don't have to be polite.
The Shenwu Camp is famous for being cruel and ruthless, but it's a pity that they don't know that the four of them have worked so hard. Instead of being grateful, they are actually jealous, which is really annoying.
As the two passed by the archway, the captain said warmly: "This is the old rule of the Shenwu Camp. No matter it is you, everyone who is not in the Shenwu Camp must abide by it. Don't be dissatisfied."
Li Muchan nodded helplessly. What he did was partly for show, making people feel that he was young and energetic and had no scheming intentions.
If it is really calm, the city will be too deep and not beautiful.
After the two of them entered the archway, they saw a wide avenue that could accommodate ten horses riding side by side. The houses on both sides stretched all the way to the base of the city wall.
The two of them walked west along the avenue. When they reached the middle, they suddenly turned south and came to a large house. Two stone lions were lifelike, and ten guards stood beside them, wearing silver armor, shining brightly.
The captain clasped his fists and said, "I am the captain of Black Tiger Camp, Hu Yixing. I would like to see the captain."
A silver-armored guard went in and came out quickly, leading the two of them into the gate. As soon as they entered the gate, they were greeted by a spacious martial arts training ground with blue bricks on the floor. It was clean and tidy. There were more than a dozen people practicing on the ground, all of them old, but
Everyone was in high spirits, like retired veterans.
Behind the martial arts training ground is a hall. Standing at the entrance of the hall is an old man with a tall and sturdy figure and a solemn face. He is slowly looking over. His eyes pass through the martial arts training ground and fall on the two of them.
The captain quickened his pace, walked through the martial arts training field, came to the front of the hall, and performed a military salute: "My subordinate Hu and his party pay homage to the captain!"
"Xiao Hu, is this the person you recommended?" The old man waved his hand and looked at Li Muchan.
He has gray hair, an unkempt beard, and is a bit unkempt, but he is full of vitality. He does not look like an old man, but more like a young man.
Captain Hu Yi Xing nodded: "Yes, he is Mingkong."
"Well, you're a very energetic little guy." The captain nodded and said with a smile, "Go back, I'll have someone test it."
Hu Yixing hesitated for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Captain, how about I stay on the sidelines to gain some experience?"
"Why, you can't trust me?" The captain smiled while stroking his beard.
"Don't dare!" Hu Yixing said hurriedly, laughing: "My subordinates are very curious and want to meet the geniuses in the inner camp."
The captain waved his hand: "Well, okay, just in case you are not convinced."
"Thank you, Captain!" Hu Yixing hurriedly performed a military salute.
"Follow me." The captain walked towards the dozen old men in the martial arts training ground.
When the captain came closer, he coughed and said in a deep voice: "Old guys, come here and take a look at this little guy."
An old man blew his white beard and looked at Li Muchan without hesitation: "Xiao Hu, is this the genius you said is rare in a century?"
Hu Yixing replied respectfully: "Yes, General Li, he is Mingkong."