Li Muchan smiled bitterly: "Mr. Ji, shall we go to Western Zhao?"
"Why, little monk, are you scared?" Old Man Li blinked his small round eyes and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, we have done such fun things many times! ... Otherwise, these old men will
If this guy could practice so well, he would have kicked his legs and died long ago!"
Mr. Ji shook his head while stroking his beard and said with a smile: "Old Li, you can't say a few words less. The original merits have almost been lost with the number of publicity!"
Old Man Li snorted: "That's right, you guys have no conscience and don't remember my good deeds!"
"How can you steal the Solid Yuan Pill by yourself?" Mr. Ji said with a smile.
"Then you wouldn't be able to steal it without me!" Old Man Li raised his neck proudly.
Mr. Ji smiled and said: "Then it's even, you've got a few more Gu Yuan Dan, you should be satisfied!"
"Humph, you guys must still be hiding it, but you don't take it out, you are so stingy!" Old Man Li showed contempt.
Mr. Ji shook his head helplessly: "You are just talking nonsense. With that thing, who can bear to keep it?"
The two talked back and forth, and Li Muchan understood that they had worked together to make an unprofitable deal and stole some Yuan-Guating Pills.
That's why they are so powerful in cultivation and know the taste by eating the marrow, so I thought Li Muchan and the others would learn from it.
Li Muchan pondered for a moment, coughed and interrupted the argument between the two, and said with a smile: "Senior Li, we can't compare to you, seniors."
He knew from the beginning that his martial arts skills were far behind him, and he was far from his opponent. Otherwise, he would not have had the extremely dangerous intuition, and his hair would stand on end.
I heard the captain say that the state of martial arts in the army is to use Qi to refine the body, the body is condensed and the Qi is gathered, and the Qi is gathered to make the spirit strong. Seeing that they are all in good spirits, it is obvious that they have reached the state of strengthening the spirit through Qi gathering.
Although it has condensed into a film of Qi, but it has not filled the muscles of the body, it is not considered to be a complete Qi gathering. If it is one level behind, it is a world of difference.
Although their strength is not as good as mine, if their internal strength is sufficient, they will never be able to stop them.
Old Man Li hummed: "Although your internal strength is weak, you are still smart and strong, which can make up for your lack of internal strength... This stupid boy is very strong and can be more than enough to be your helper. You guys will set off tomorrow to go to Lingshan Sect.
Bring back some Gu Yuan Dan!"
"Lingshan Sect?" Li Muchan asked hurriedly, feeling helpless. It seemed that he had no choice but to comply.
Old Man Li asked in surprise: "Don't you know about the Lingshan Sect?"
Li Muchan nodded: "This disciple knows nothing about Xi Zhao and has never heard of the Lingshan Sect."
"Alas...poor baby, he doesn't know anything, and he still wants to be a general, but he's so far behind!" Old Man Li shook his head and sighed.
Li Muchan smiled sheepishly. Dayan had very little description of Western Zhao. People who were not on the border didn't even know what the people of Western Zhao looked like.
Most of them think that the people of Xizhao look similar to the people of the Great Khanate. They both have noses and deep eyes, and their outlines are very deep. They are different from the flat faces of the Dayan people, so they are easy to recognize.
Li Muchan killed a lot of Black Eagle Riders, and now he knows that there is no difference between the people of Xi Zhaozhen and Dayan. They obviously have the same blood. He doesn't know why they became two countries in the first place.
Mr. Ji smiled and said: "Don't listen to Old Man Li's nonsense. It doesn't matter. I have detailed information here. Take it back and look at it. Don't take it out of the inner camp... These information were obtained by secret agents who risked their lives. They should be cherished."
yes."
Li Muchan was in awe. The secret agent was in an enemy camp, surrounded by enemies. He was lonely and nervous, and his heart strings were tense and never relaxed. Days like this were enough to drive a person crazy.
Mr. Ji smiled and said, "You go back first to wash up and take a rest. I will take you there later and teach you the Qimen Dunjia."
"Yes, thank you, Mr. Ji!" Li Muchan smiled.
Li Muchan clasped his fists at everyone, turned around and walked back, leaving the martial arts field. Yan Lengsi hurriedly followed him and said anxiously: "Monk, do we really want to go?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior Li has an order, can you disobey it?"
"Master likes to mess around, and Master Ji and the others won't stop him." Yan Lengsi scratched his head in distress.
Li Muchan smiled: "Don't worry, we won't be allowed to die, maybe we will be protected secretly."
"Master wouldn't..." Yan Lengsi shook his head and said, "The last time I went out to collect firewood, I met the Black Eagle Cavalry and almost didn't come back."
"Then why did you come back in the end?" Li Muchan said with a smile.
Yan Leng thought: "Thanks to the Gu Yuan Pill, I took one, suddenly gained strength, and ran back with all my strength."
"Is Guyuan Pill really useful?" Li Muchan asked.
Yan Lengsi nodded vigorously and said excitedly: "Well, it's really useful... When the master gave it to me, he said he only had this one left and he couldn't eat it until the critical moment."
The more he talked, the more excited he became, saying: "Master said that if I take this Yuan-Guarding Pill, it will be worth five years of hard work!"
He grinned cheerfully: "Hey, just have more. If you eat ten or eight of them, you can catch up with Master and the others!"
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled, his heart moving slightly.
Unexpectedly, one Guyuan Pill is more effective than a century-old ginseng. The composition of this Guyuan Pill is really mysterious and is better than a single dose of ginseng.
However, he came from a later generation and understood that the human body has its own system and has the automatic ability to resist interference. Taking too many medicines will develop drug resistance on its own.
The first pill of Gu Yuan Pill may be worth five years of hard work, but the second pill may be worse. Taking ten or eight pills may be even worse, or even only worth a year and a half.
This way of eating is too wasteful. It is better to share it with others for greater effect.
"Isn't it bad?" Yan Lengsi asked hurriedly when he saw Li Muchan shaking his head.
Li Muchan smiled and explained his inference.
Yan Lengsi frowned and thought for a while, half-believing and half-doubting. He had not experienced it personally and did not believe it easily.
Li Muchan went back to the house to wash up. Although he received a lot of punches and kicks, he was not fatally injured. They were careful with their actions and did not hurt him, and with the indestructible power of the Vajra to protect his body, he was fine.
Just after washing and changing into fresh clothes, Mr. Ji came over with a stack of brochures, came to his room, put them on the table, and said with a smile: "Mingkong, all the news about the Lingshan Sect is here."
Li Muchan nodded, picked up a scroll at random, opened it and took a look, his expression suddenly changed, he turned around and said: "Map of Western Zhao?"
Mr. Ji nodded while stroking his beard: "Yes, the map of Western Zhao!"
"I didn't expect..." Li Muchan shook his head, opened the scroll completely, glanced at it a few times, stood up, moved the chair and put it under the south wall, stepped on it, picked off a landscape painting, and replaced it with this picture.
Stepping on the chair, he moved his hands back and forth, suddenly stopped, pressed on a place, and said with a smile: "So it's here!"
"Hey, can you understand a map?" Mr. Ji paused.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "The map is just a rough look at the mountains, rivers, towns and fortresses. Is this the Lingshan Sect?"
"Well, yes, it is the Lingshan Sect." Mr. Ji smiled.
Li Muchan made a few gestures and sighed: "It's a bit far from here."
On the map, the Lingshan Sect is not the border, but goes north, almost to the center of Xi Zhao, and is almost 1,800 miles away from Tenglong City.
"It only takes a day or two to ride two good horses." Mr. Ji said with a smile.
Li Muchan knew that this trip was necessary, so he smiled bitterly and said: "This Lingshan sect doesn't seem to be strong, does it?"
Mr. Ji shook his head: "Otherwise, this Lingshan sect is a major sect in Western Zhao. With the Gu Yuan Dan, how can it be weak? ... Furthermore, the crime of holding a jade is that it is not strong enough and has been destroyed long ago."
Li Muchan looked over doubtfully.
Mr. Ji smiled and said: "Although they are strong, you two are not bad either. In short, you need to get back twenty Yuan-Guarding Pills to be considered qualified."
Li Muchan thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Ji, then I'll go by myself."
"Why, you think Xiao Yan is a burden?" Mr. Ji smiled, shook his head and said, "Don't underestimate this little guy. At the critical moment, he will surprise you!"
Li Muchan looked doubtfully.
Ji Laodao said: "Xiao Yan has a strange physique and unlimited potential. When he encounters a strong force, he gets stronger and the more dangerous he is, the more powerful he becomes. It's like a different person."
Li Muchan was surprised: "This is happening!"
He has heard of this kind of people, and it seems that Senior Brother Lu from Canghai Mountain is this kind of person. He becomes weak when he is weak, and becomes strong when he is strong. He is a wizard and always surprises people.
I heard from the master that this is due to blood and cannot be forced.
There are only a few people in the world who have this kind of bloodline, and even fewer who have the opportunity to master it. As the bloodline becomes thinner and thinner, there are fewer and fewer such people, like morning stars.
Mr. Ji said: "To be honest, I originally let him go by himself. If you happen to come, just follow him. You will have more people and more strength."
"Why don't seniors protect us secretly?" Li Muchan was puzzled.
Mr. Ji shook his head: "You can protect him for a while, but you can't protect him for a lifetime...Besides, once he knows that someone is protecting him, it will be difficult to activate his potential. Only in desperate situations can he reach his full potential."
Li Muchan frowned and secretly sighed that it was hard to think about his life in such a rigid manner. Practicing like this was tantamount to risking his life. If he was not careful, his life would be lost. It was really not worth it.
Ji Laodao said: "This is why I let him go out of the city to collect firewood every day. Every time he encounters danger, his cultivation level increases a lot, which is several times faster than cultivation!... Mingkong, although your understanding is good, but in terms of potential,
, but far inferior to Xiao Yan!"
"I'm really not as good as risking my life to practice martial arts." Li Muchan sighed.
Mr. Ji smiled and said: "You don't have to belittle yourself. At present, you are far better than him... Come, I will tell you the specific location of Lingshan Sect."
He pointed at the map and explained it in detail. Every river, mountain, city, and even a small town or a small village was explained clearly.
After speaking for a long time, Mr. Ji finally finished speaking. He took a long breath, took the tea cup, and said with a smile: "Do you remember everything?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Yes, remember."
As he spoke, he asked a few questions about his doubts. Mr. Ji answered them one by one with a smile and nodded: "I didn't expect you to have such a memory. Well, you can learn Qimen Dunjia."
Li Muchan was overjoyed: "Thank you, Mr. Ji."
Mr. Ji waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't thank me, it's your own fault. The art of Qimen Dunjia is too difficult and profound. If you don't have photographic memory, you won't be able to learn it at all."
Li Muchan chuckled and said, "Fortunately, I have a good memory."
Mr. Ji continued: "Don't be too happy too early. Good memory is not enough. Many people with photographic memory cannot learn this. They also need understanding."
Li Muchan didn't say any more. When it came to Qimen Dunjia, Mr. Ji talked a lot, so Li Muchan simply didn't say much to avoid going on endlessly.
Mr. Ji said a few words, then finally stopped, pulled out a booklet and handed it to Li Muchan: "Remember this first, and then I will explain it slowly."
Li Muchan nodded, opened the palm-thick booklet, murmured to himself, quickly finished flipping through it, and handed it back to Mr. Ji. Mr. Ji asked a few questions and he indeed remembered it.
Although this booklet is thin, the content is hard and difficult. It can only be memorized by rote without any tricks.
In the following days, Li Muchan fought with several people every morning and was beaten. Yan Lengsi watched and breathed in secretly, fearing that Li Muchan wouldn't be able to hold on.
Li Muchan didn't care. He was in seclusion at the back of Canghai Mountain and was forced by his great-uncle. After experiencing such a thing, it was no big deal.
Moreover, he has the indestructible power of the Vajra to protect his body, so he doesn't feel any pain. When he feels pain, the pain disappears as soon as the air film is soaked.
What's more important is that this method is really effective. If you improve your internal energy, practicing in one morning is worth four or five days. It's really good.
Moreover, the moves of these old men were sophisticated, sophisticated, and flexible. They were indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people. He gained a lot from fighting against them.
After ten days, Mr. Ji agreed to officially teach him the Qimen Dunjia.
However, regarding the matter of grabbing the Solid Yuan Dan, they also decided to let Li Muchan and Yan Lengsi go.
Li Muchan was helpless, this was nothing less than a test, and it was a test of life and death. It was not easy to just grab it, but also to come back safely, which was not easy.
Yan Lengsi was fearless, and Li Muchan had no choice but to agree.
He knew that these old men would protect him secretly and would not take action until the critical moment.
Although they were powerful and had profound cultivation, they could not escape Li Muchan's psychic powers.
However, even if someone really protects him, if he really takes action, he will have no shame in staying in the inner camp. In any case, he can only succeed.
Before Li Muchan left, he did not return to the Ming Mansion to tell Wen Yinyue that although the Lingshan Sect was far away, they had good horses and could return in four or five days.
Before setting off, Old Man Li patted Li Muchan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Little monk, the last time we succeeded, we used the method of driving the tiger away from the mountain. You might as well try it too."
As he spoke, he blinked his right eye, feeling very proud.
"Yes." Li Muchan smiled and nodded.
Old Man Li chuckled and said: "Go ahead, go early and come back early...Little monk, if you can really snatch back the Guyuan Pill, I will give you a good thing!"
"What good stuff?" Li Muchan asked with a smile.
Old Man Li chuckled and said, "A precious sword!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "My deer-cutting knife is also a precious knife."
"Humph, is that your deer-cutting knife?" Old Man Li curled his lips and snorted: "Before it was broken, it was just fine, but after it was reforged, it is no longer a precious sword at all!"
As he spoke, he pulled out the long knife from his waist. Suddenly, he felt a chill, and his hand swayed like a stream of autumn water, cold and shiny.
"Here, take it and try it." Old Man Li handed it over.
Li Muchan stretched out his hand to take it, and the handle of the knife suddenly sank in his hand. Seeing the light shining like crystal, it should be very light, but in fact it is very heavy, five or six times that of an ordinary long knife.
However, this kind of heaviness was exactly what he wanted. Holding it in his hand, he felt his heart calm down and his whole body suddenly felt like a mountain.
Li Muchan sighed that this sword was extraordinary and seemed to have a soul of its own.
"Senior Li, this sword must be used by a famous master, right?" Li Muchan raised his head and said.
"Hehe, you have some eyesight!" Old Man Li chuckled and said proudly: "This is Xi Zhao's sword technique used by Chunyu Yueyun!"
Li Muchan shook his head, he had never heard of Chunyu Yueyun.
"He's from Xi Zhao, you haven't heard of him!" Old Man Li glanced at him, feeling that Mingzhu had secretly cast a shadow on him.
Mr. Ji smiled and said: "Chun Yu Yueyun is a famous swordsman in Xi Zhao. He is known as Duanyue Sword. He was known as the first swordsman at that time and he has mastered the essence of the sword."
"Master, is this senior Chunyu dead?" Yan Lengsi interrupted and asked, staring at the sword with envy, looking back and forth, almost drooling.
Old Man Li said angrily: "Nonsense! If he hadn't died, how could this knife fall into my hands?"
Mr. Ji smiled and said: "Yes, if he were here, we would not dare to enter Western Zhao."
"Is this person so powerful?" Li Muchan was also curious, and then he smiled and said, "I'd better give this knife to Xiao Yan. I have a deer-cutting knife, which is enough."
Although the deer-cutting sword was broken once, the forger in the army was very clever and remelted it and reattached it. He didn't feel anything wrong and could still cut off other swords.
The reason why he used the sword was not for its power, but for the pleasure. With an ordinary sword, he did not dare to use force, otherwise the blade would curl or even break directly.
With a precious sword, there is no such danger. You can use it with confidence, and you will feel more at ease when you attack. Using an ordinary sword to fight with others is really frustrating, so it is better not to use it.
Yan Lengsi was too busy to wave his hands: "No, no, no."
Old Man Li snorted: "He is practicing hand skills, the knife is useless, it is wasted holding it!"
He then smiled and said: "Little monk, I heard that this sword contains the essence of Chunyu Yueyun's sword skills, and those who are destined can understand it!"
Li Muchan was startled and thought deeply. Holding this knife in his hand, it had a different aura.
Mr. Ji smiled and said: "This is a bit mysterious. I don't know whether it is true or not. It is probably false. A dozen of us have been studying it for more than ten years, but we still haven't come up with any results."
Li Muchan suddenly smiled and said: "Okay, then I'll accept it!"
"Good boy, you are so happy!" Old Man Li smiled happily and said: "This ghost sword has finally been given away. My mother, I can finally live a comfortable life for a few days!"