The old man turned his head and laughed and said: "This kid doesn't have three heads and six arms. He is so proud of himself!"
Li Muchan was motionless, his expression was calm and calm, and there was nothing strange on his face.
Another skinny old man stroked his beard and smiled: "Lao Li, Xiao Hu doesn't know how to brag. Let's give it a try."
This old man was thin and stood out among the dozen or so people. He was the thinnest in stature, gaunt in appearance, and had the most approachable and friendly expression.
However, Li Muchan could notice that among everyone, he was vaguely the center.
The old man said with a smile: "Old Ji's words are certainly true. Xiao Hu, please stay far away. We have to consider this little guy!"
"Yes." Hu Yixing looked deeply at Li Muchan and expressed encouragement.
Li Muchan smiled and nodded, his expression calm, calm and steady, without any abnormality.
Seeing him like this, no one was surprised. For a true master, composure is the first element and the most basic quality. When facing the enemy on the battlefield, if you lose your composure and your mind becomes confused, you will never be able to make sense.
The fact that Li Muchan was able to kill so many Black Eagle Riders was definitely not a fluke. It was natural for him to be calm.
The gray shadow flashed, and a fist suddenly appeared. It was suddenly enlarged in front of his nose. Li Muchan kicked his feet, took off his robe and changed his belt, and stepped back a foot, barely avoiding it.
"Haha, Lao Li's move didn't work for once!"
"Old Li Tou is so bad, he insists on bullying others, even hitting them on the nose!"
An old man laughed: "Old Litou, your old arms and legs are useless, haha..."
Li Muchan stepped back a foot and stopped. The old man who attacked him also stopped, widened his eyes, touched his beard, nodded and said, "Well, there are indeed two brushes!"
Li Muchan smiled and said nothing.
The old man suddenly turned his head and shouted: "Stop making any noise and shut up!"
All the old men laughed coaxingly, but they laughed even more cheerfully, and all of them made sarcastic remarks.
"Old Li Tou, forget it if you don't achieve success. When you are old, you should accept your old age. Don't compete with young people!"
"Old Li, forget it. Don't take action again, lest you be defeated by the young man and your whole life will be ruined!"
"That's right, I think this little guy is very smart and will definitely beat Old Li Tou!"
They talked a lot, and each of them made earnest attempts to persuade others, with expressions of concern on their faces. However, Li Muchan understood that they were fanning the flames, lest the world would not be in chaos.
He secretly shook his head and smiled bitterly, none of these old men were good, this was to make the old man fight to his death.
Once there is a real fight, winning will offend him, and losing will not bring any good results. He is afraid that he will not be able to enter the inner camp, which is not a good way. The only way is to draw.
However, if you think about it, even if it is not a perfect match, it will also offend the old man named Li.
In the blink of an eye, his mind was spinning. He had already thought so much. After much deliberation, he quickly made a decision and tried his best to win no matter what.
However, this old man surnamed Li has extremely fast physical skills, so it will not be easy for him to win.
The old man had a round face, small eyes, and a simple and honest smile, but at this time he was a bit fierce. He blinked his small eyes and hummed: "Boy, these old people are noisy, you are going to be in trouble, don't blame me!"
After saying that, he dodged, and a shadow appeared from his body. He suddenly arrived in front of Li Muchan, and punched him in the head. His momentum was like that of a tiger. Before the fist could reach him, the cold air had already arrived.
Li Muchan's hair stood on end, and he felt a sense of danger. The old man named Li seemed to be radiating light all over his body. He hurriedly stretched out his arms to try his luck.
In the past, he would never have blocked it, but would have avoided it more safely.
Now he is taking a test of his own martial arts. Furthermore, he has the indestructible power of the Vajra to protect his body and is wrapped in an air film. He has extremely strong resistance and full confidence.
With a muffled "bang" sound, Li Muchan's legs drew an arc, pushed by invisible forces, and kept retreating until he was two feet away, leaving a row of footprints on the blue brick floor.
Li Muchan's face turned pale, then returned to normal, looking at the old man in surprise.
The old man was even more surprised. He looked at him and ignored the crowd's clamor. Suddenly, several shadows appeared in his body, came to Li Muchan, and punched out again.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and Li Muchan stepped back again, making an arc with his legs and making five footprints. He retreated more than a foot away, his expression as usual.
"Good boy, you really have some skills!" The old man surnamed Li shouted, dodged, and punched again, becoming more fierce and fierce.
Li Muchan only felt that his whole body was shining. This was definitely not an illusion. He was now mentally strong and there was no illusion. It could only be said that his mind was strange.
There was another muffled "bang", and Li Muchan took another three steps back, his footprints like burnt marks.
Everyone stopped clamoring and looked here in surprise. They could see that Old Man Li had restrained his strength before, but then he used more and more force.
But this little guy is getting easier and easier to block, as if he has figured out how to resist.
Looking at the footprints on the ground, it was obvious that he had released his strength. They were not so skilled in doing such a clever method of releasing his strength.
Moreover, they also knew that Old Man Li was a bully and extremely powerful. They all knocked down his fists, but this little guy could block it. It was really impressive.
"Okay! Okay! Take another punch from me!" The old man's little eyes widened, and his gray beard floated up without any wind, suddenly disappeared, and appeared in front of Li Muchan.
"Bang!" Li Muchan flew out and flew more than ten feet away. After landing, he staggered back and retreated to a standing stone pillar.
The stone pillars are about thigh thick, and are carved with cloud patterns and flying dragons, which are lifelike and extraordinary.
He was overjoyed when he saw this, stretched out his hand and patted the stone pillar. There was a muffled "bang" sound, and his palms fell into the stone pillar. "Bang" followed by another muffled sound, the stone pillar broke, and the upper part slowly fell to the ground, causing the ground to shake.
Li Muchan's face turned red, then turned white, as white as jade, and finally returned to normal. He had a slightly sweet mouth, shook his head with a wry smile, and had suffered internal injuries.
It seems that the indestructible power of the Vajra is not omnipotent. The old man punched with such force that he was about to be smashed into pieces.
If you don't know how to relieve force, your arm will be broken easily with this punch.
"Got it!" an old man shouted, and then all the old men cheered and gave thumbs up, praising Li Muchan for being a hero in his youth.
The old man surnamed Li stroked his beard, stared at him fiercely with his little eyes, and stamped his feet: "You brat, where did you get this evil skill? Come here!"
Li Muchan stepped forward, looked at the stone pillar with an apology on his face and said, "Seniors, this pillar..."
An old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Forget it, it's for standing posts. If you break it and get a new one, it won't be a problem."
"Yes." Li Muchan breathed a sigh of relief.
The old man surnamed Li shouted: "You brat, what kind of evil kung fu did you use just now?"
Li Muchan said: "This is the secret of unloading force that the boy learned from marksmanship. Is there any fallacy in it?"
"Marksmanship?" the old man surnamed Li asked hurriedly.
Li Muchan nodded and said: "Yes, the Flying Dragon Spear taught by the teacher."
"Grandma, it turns out that the old man named Zhang is causing trouble!" The old man surnamed Li suddenly jumped up and yelled: "I'm going to find this old ghost!"
Li Muchan hurriedly said: "It's not the chief instructor, it's Mr. Zhang."
"It's the little devil from the Zhang family!" The old man surnamed Li was stunned, tugged on his beard, and hummed: "This little devil is just a dull guy, too lazy to pay attention to him!"
The thin old man stroked his beard and smiled kindly: "Well, since you can be chosen by the Zhang family to be the successor of Feilong Spear, your qualifications are naturally excellent."
Li Muchan smiled sheepishly, he understood that his qualifications were not very good.
The thin old man nodded slowly: "Well, since you can understand the Flying Dragon Spear Technique, your understanding is not too bad. Well, let's enter the inner camp!"
"Thank you, General!" Li Muchan hurriedly performed a military salute.
Captain Hu was so excited that he almost jumped up. He hurriedly stepped forward and said loudly: "Thank you, Mr. Ji!"
The thin old man smiled and said: "Thank you for what, Xiao Hu, I want to thank you for choosing such a talented person. You can go back first. Let Mingkong go back when he is almost done."
"Yes, General!" Hu Yixing responded respectfully, turning his head to take a deep look at Li Muchan.
Li Muchan nodded, indicating that he understood, knowing that he told him to be careful not to annoy everyone.
Watching Hu Yixing leave, the captain smiled and said: "Old guys, how should we train this kid?...Should we all train him together, or should we choose one person to teach him?"
Mr. Ji stroked his beard and smiled: "Old Li, what do you think?"
The old man surnamed Li puffed up his cheeks and hummed: "This little guy still needs us to teach him?... He has already practiced the dragon shape!"
"Oh——?" Everyone was surprised, and then suddenly realized.
Li Muchan kept using one movement to block, the simplest move with no tricks at all. They were so careless that they didn't realize that he was using a small dragon form.
In the dragon form, the forward palm push is the most basic and simplest. After it is done, almost no one regards it as a subtle move. Everyone will instinctively use this move when they are attacked.
Li Muchan mastered the dragon shape and integrated it into every move he made. He returned to basics and was so inconspicuous that he actually blinded their eyes.
"What a good guy, he actually practiced the dragon form!" Everyone whispered.
Mr. Ji shook his head: "This guy Xiao Hu is so courageous!"
"Haha, it's my permission." Captain Dadu stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Xiao Hu came over to argue, saying that he couldn't help but want to pass on his little dragon form, and regretted it too late. He begged me to agree... Alas, I was pestered.
However, I agreed."
"Well, it seems that this little guy is really good." Mr. Ji nodded, stroking his beard and said: "The little dragon-shaped path is upright. Although it is a little difficult to walk, it is not dangerous, so let him continue to practice."
"Then why did he come to our inner camp?" An old man shook his head and said.
Old Man Li blinked his little eyes and said with a smile: "How about teaching him the dragon shape?"
"Nonsense!" Mr. Ji shook his head and smiled.
Old Man Li hummed: "If you want to become a little dragon, it won't take you ten or eight years. Don't even think about it. We have to teach him ten or eight years?"
Mr. Ji stroked his beard and smiled: "There is also a quick way to achieve the dragon shape, which is actual combat."
Old Man Li immediately beamed and nodded hurriedly: "Hehe, hehe, the general is wise, we have something fun to do!"
Li Muchan felt a little cold after hearing this. Looking at Old Man Li's expression, he knew it was not a good thing.
In actual combat, is it possible to do what my great-uncle did back then, where he had to fight with people every day to promote training through combat?
Some old men shook their heads and sighed, showing a look of sympathy, and sighed: "Little guy, you will have a good life in the future..."
Li Muchan said nothing and looked at the captain.
The captain laughed and said: "Mingkong, if you improve your martial arts, you will have to endure some hardships. Can you bear it?"
Li Muchan felt helpless, but nodded proudly on his face: "Yes, but according to the orders of the Captain!"
The captain smiled and nodded: "Well, in the days to come, you can stay with them, and they will compete with you in martial arts. Although it is a bit painful, the benefits are great."
"Yes, Captain." Li Muchan nodded proudly.
Old Man Li shook his head and muttered: "Another stupid boy!"
Li Muchan pretended not to hear and looked natural.
Captain Dadu said: "Old guys, I will leave it to you to train him no matter what. In the past few years, the army has been unable to succeed and has a lack of talents. Only us old guys are struggling to hold on. After all,
It’s not the right path, is it?”
"Lao Zhang, don't worry about making any noise!" Old Man Li waved his hand impatiently.
The captain smiled, hugged his fists, turned and left.
Only Li Muchan and a dozen old men were left in the martial arts training ground. They looked excited and stared at Li Muchan as if they were looking at a treasure.
Li Muchan was horrified by their looks, but his face was calm and he looked at them calmly.
An old man twisted his beard and said with a smile: "Not bad! Not bad! This little guy is better than that stupid kid!"
"Well, that's right. At least his character is much stronger. He is worthy of being a monk." An old man responded, nodding in admiration: "Just because of this composure, he also has the air of a general!"
"Okay, let's take him back to the inner camp first." Mr. Ji said with a smile, stroking his beard.
Everyone agreed, then surrounded Li Muchan, left the martial arts training ground, exited the gate, and then walked west until they reached the far west, close to the city wall.
Adjacent to the city wall, about ten feet away, a large mansion stands tall, with its gate facing north. It occupies a large area, but it still looks small and low under the towering city wall.
The door of the mansion is very simple. It is a dark door with nothing on it and no stone lions on both sides. It is very inconspicuous and a bit shabby.
When everyone came in, Li Muchan's eyes suddenly opened up. What he saw was a flat martial arts training field with red mud on the ground.
The martial arts training ground is circular, with a circle of about two hundred meters. It is not too big, nor is it small. It is paved with red mud. It is an extravagance, and it is a bit better than the captain's palace.
A row of small courtyards were built around the martial arts training ground. Once the courtyard door is opened, it faces the martial arts training ground, which is very convenient.
At this time, in the empty martial arts training ground, a person was running wildly. He found a stone pier and ran in a circle. His speed was slow, sluggish, and laborious.
Seeing Li Muchan looking over in confusion, Mr. Ji stroking his beard smiled and said: "There is only one person in the inner camp now. You are here, and you will be with him. We old guys can also move around."
"That senior is...?" Li Muchan asked.
Mr. Ji smiled and said: "He is not a senior. His name is Yan Lengsi. He is a little younger than you."
Li Muchan nodded and looked at Yan Lengsi. He was only wearing a short jacket, with his sleeves and trouser legs half cut, and his arms and thighs exposed.
He is tall and strong, with strong muscles. With every step he takes, the muscles all over his body are twisting and exerting force. He is full of masculine beauty and is admirable.
"This stupid boy is a bit stupid, but he has a simple temper and accepts death. He identified one and plunged it hard. Even nine cows couldn't be pulled back. He is a piece of material." Mr. Ji said with a smile.
Li Muchan nodded slowly and looked at him. He slowly ran over here, his eyes level, and ran past everyone, but paid no attention to them, as if he didn't see them.
Li Muchan nodded secretly, and Mr. Ji stroked his beard and said with a smile: "This little guy is stupid and stubborn. You should be careful when you talk to him in the future. He takes everything seriously and doesn't make jokes!"
Li Muchan nodded and watched him run over step by step.
Old Man Li hummed: "It's just a piece of wood, it's boring, it's really boring!"
Mr. Ji turned around and said with a smile: "Old Li, if he is interesting, he is not a talent that can be developed. You should stop complaining. How can anyone be perfect?"
"Humph, I am!" Old Man Li puffed up his chest proudly and said proudly: "Strong martial arts skills, kind personality, not dull, no shortcomings!"
"Too noisy!" an old man groaned.
"Old man Zhao, you are looking for a fight!" Old man Li's little eyes widened and he rushed over. The two got into a stance and started fighting, bang bang bang bang. It was so lively.
The old men around him didn't care at all. After a glance, they ignored him and allowed the two of them to have a lively exchange. Li Muchan also pretended not to notice.
Mr. Ji ignored them, took Li Muchan to a small courtyard to the east, and said with a smile: "You can live here, see if you are satisfied or not, and you can live here for the rest of the day."
"Mr. Ji, when can I leave the camp?" Li Muchan asked.
Mr. Ji smiled and said: "You can go out at any time if you want, but if you want to go out from the inner camp, you have to complete the small dragon form and practice the big dragon form."
Li Muchan said: "I heard from Senior Li that it will take ten or eight years for the little dragon to take shape."
"With us here, it won't take that long." Mr. Ji said with a smile.
Li Muchan hurriedly asked: "How long will it take?"
Mr. Ji said: "It all depends on how far you are going... It can take as fast as one and a half years, or as slow as three to five years. You can always get it done, don't worry."
Li Muchan smiled bitterly, "Three to five years is really too long."
Mr. Ji looked at his appearance and knew that he was taking too long, so he smiled and said: "You have already surpassed others by a lot, just be satisfied... Let's talk about the little dragon shape. Ordinary people are not as good as generals, don't think about it. Your talent should be extremely high.
Otherwise, Xiao Hu wouldn’t dare to pass on your little dragon shape.”
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I am born with great strength, maybe it is a talent."
"Well, natural supernatural power is the most rare thing. You can block Lao Li's fist, your talent is amazing. Xiao Hu gave you the dragon form, which is a wise move." Ji Lao said.
Li Muchan touched his mustache, smiled, opened the door and entered the small courtyard.
The courtyard is very spacious. There is a flower garden in the center, which takes up most of the yard. There are plum trees planted in the corners and there is a rockery in the center of the flower garden.
Although the layout is sparse, it does have some artistic conception.
Ji Lao pointed to the east: "Xiao Yan lives next door to you...here, the schedule is the same as in the outer camp, get up early and go to bed early, train for half a day, and make your own arrangements for the remaining half of the day...Okay, let's rest.
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Mr. Ji smiled and waved, and all the elders left with him, leaving only Li Muchan.
Li Muchan stood blankly for a moment. He didn't expect that it would be easier to enter the inner camp. What he didn't expect was that there was only one person in the inner camp.
He originally thought that he would be facing cruel competition and would have to work hard to achieve success, but there was a big gap with what he originally thought. Moreover, it felt awkward to suddenly go to a strange place.
He quickly suppressed these distracting thoughts, regained his clarity, and entered the main room with a clear and calm mind. The bedding inside was complete, all of high quality, far better than the conditions in the outer camp.
Sitting on the couch, which was soft and comfortable, he smiled and found a sense of being in Canghai Mountain. At that time, he also paid attention to enjoyment.
The furniture is simple, with a table under the window and an Eight Immortals table. There is a bookshelf on the north wall, filled with books. Li Muchan walked over to take a look.
The top layer is the book of war. The book of war that the captain gave to him was also there, as well as Zhao Tou's book of war, and there were many other books on war.
Li Muchan admired that with these military documents alone, this trip to the inner camp was not in vain.
Today's military books are extremely rare and have not been circulated in the world. They are only copied and circulated in the army. Military books are as precious as martial arts secrets.
There is a row here, and the inner camp really deserves its reputation.
Starting from the second row, there are martial arts secrets. After three rows, starting from the fifth row, there are ordinary books, a subset of classics and history, and some unofficial histories.
Li Muchan felt like he had found a treasure, and these military books gave him a surprise.
Among the military books, there is a very profound knowledge, which is the art of Qi Men Dun Jia. In the "Lie Que Bing Jie" given by the captain, he mentioned Qi Men Dun Jia, but only in a few words and the details are not clear.
No matter how smart he is, he can't see everything.
Now there are other military books, maybe there are Qimen Dunjia techniques. He looked through them one by one and found two books, one was "Qimen Tianyan" and the other was "The Way of Escape".
He took out two books, both of which were as thick as the palm of a hand. Most people would be dizzy when they saw them, but Li Muchan stared at them excitedly, sat on the couch, and leaned against the bedside to read.
"The yin and yang of heaven and earth, movement and stillness, good and bad, are all in the palm of your hand, the eight paths of wonder,..."
Li Muchan read sentence by sentence, immersed in it and went back and forth, chewing each sentence for a long time, and then moved on to the next sentence. The more he read, the more endless the taste and understanding became.
Before he knew it, it was getting dark, but he didn't know it, but the sound of footsteps woke him up.