Gao Tongcheng perked up and said hurriedly: "Senior Sister Xiaoyuan, do you recognize my master?"
"I don't recognize your master, what am I going to do to you!" Xiao Yuan said in a coquettish voice, "That's right, you don't know yet, Zhan Ran is your master!"
"Really?!" Gao Tongcheng was overjoyed.
Xiao Yuan rolled her eyes at him: "What's real or fake? How could I lie to you?"
Gao Tongcheng felt like his soul was flying away. This look at her was so charming and captivating that he could hardly resist. He quickly lowered his head, not daring to look any further, but his face turned red.
Xiao Yuan pursed her lips and chuckled, saying: "You little guy, you are so thin-skinned, you are nothing like your master!"
Gao Tongcheng blushed and said, "Is Master back?"
"Well, I'm back now, come with me." Xiao Yuan nodded.
He followed Xiao Yuan up, kept going up, then turned left and came to a small courtyard. Xiao Yuan knocked on the knocker and pushed the door open.
Gao Tongcheng followed him in and saw the master, dressed in moon-white monk robes, sitting leisurely in a small pavilion, with several women sitting next to him.
"Tongcheng, come here." Li Muchan smiled and waved.
Gao Tongcheng felt that the master in front of him was completely opposite to before. He used to be fierce and vigorous, but now he was free and leisurely, with a different temperament, as if he was a different person.
Xiao Yuan covered her mouth and giggled: "Zhanran, your apprentice is a bit stupid!"
Gao Tongcheng's face turned red and he was at a loss. All he saw were beautiful women. He had nowhere to place his eyes and didn't know what to do.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Xiaoyuan, just keep your mouth open!"
Xiao Yuan chuckled and said: "Zhanran, your apprentice is so thin-skinned, how can you break into the martial arts world? It's impossible, it's impossible!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Take your time. Once your martial arts is high, you will naturally have enough confidence. It won't be like this. Besides, you all have beautiful faces and radiant faces. You can't help but blush."
"Giggle..." Xiao Yuan couldn't help but smile when he heard him compliment her on her beauty.
Li Muchan waved his hand: "Tongcheng, come and sit down."
Gao Tongcheng didn't dare to look at the girls, so he came to the small pavilion and sat across from him.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Tongcheng, how have you been lately?... Well, I'm making great progress. It seems I'm not lazy. I'm practicing very hard."
Gao Tongcheng said: "Master, are you really Zhanran?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Yes, my original name was Zhanran. When I went to serve in the army, I changed my name to Ming Ming Kong. The name is just false, so there is no need to make a fuss about it."
Gao Tongcheng was excited, but he didn't expect that the legend everyone talked about was his master!
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Tongcheng, you don't even recognize these people?"
Gao Tongcheng raised his head. The person sitting next to his master was Senior Sister, whom he recognized. On the other side was Senior Sister Mei, whom he recognized. Next to Senior Sister Mei was Senior Sister Gong, whom he also recognized. He also recognized Senior Sister Xiaoyuan.
Li Muchan introduced with a smile: "This is Uncle Master, Uncle Mei, Uncle Gong, and Uncle Xiaoyuan."
Gao Tongcheng smiled bitterly. He had fallen down a generation and hurriedly stood up to greet each other: "Uncle Master, Uncle Mei, Uncle Gong, and Uncle Xiaoyuan."
Xiao Yuan chuckled and said: "Zhanran, I have become a master uncle. Time really makes me grow old!"
Li Muchan burst into laughter. He often used this sentence, but Xiao Yuan learned it. When used here, it just feels weird and funny, without any sense of vicissitudes.
Gao Tongcheng sat obediently across from him, watching Li Muchan surrounded by beauties. He was secretly envious and respected him. He was truly worthy of his master. Almost all of Canghaishan's stunning beauties were by his side.
"Senior sister, after I leave, I will leave it to you to take care of Tongcheng." Li Muchan turned to Wen Yinyue and smiled.
Wen Yinyue said calmly: "If you put it here, no one will bully him."
"He's still qualified. Senior sister, please teach me the skills." Li Muchan said.
"Yeah." Wen Yinyue nodded lightly.
Li Muchan turned around and said, "Tongcheng, how is your mother?"
"Yes, everything is fine, mother." Gao Tongcheng nodded.
This is not polite. Since she came to Canghai Mountain, Mrs. Gao has become much more cheerful. She spends her days leisurely and has nothing to do. She helps make some nuns, or teaches other girls their flower arrangement skills and teaches them nuns. She is highly respected by everyone.
Li Muchan said: "I will leave again in two days. After I leave, you can practice with Senior Sister and pass the three levels of the outer gate first!"
"Yes, Master." Gao Tongcheng nodded hurriedly.
Everyone up and down the Canghai Mountain knows the legend of his master. He has passed three levels in one day, which is unprecedented and probably will never be achieved again. As a disciple, he cannot let his master's reputation be diminished.
"As for my identity, don't tell anyone else." Li Muchan said again.
Gao Tongcheng responded again and said: "Master, are you doing something dangerous?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "There is no danger. It's just that as a martial artist, you can't join the army. If someone knows your identity, it will be a big trouble."
"Yes." Gao Tongcheng suddenly understood.
Mei Ruolan looked at him and nodded: "Zhanran, you have found a good disciple."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "It's okay, Senior Sister Mei, I can thank you for taking care of me in the future!"
Mei Ruolan smiled, as bright as Guangxue: "Looking at him being naive on the outside and slippery on the inside, he doesn't look like someone who can suffer, so you can rest assured."
Gao Tongcheng scratched his head and looked more honest, but he was shocked by how powerful this Master Mei was.
Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "Well, I hope that's the case... cleverness can lead to misunderstandings. I hope he can understand."
Mei Ruolan chuckled: "You are smart as a master, so don't blame your apprentice for being smart!"
Li Muchan said a few words to him, waved his hand, and asked him to leave.
Only Wen Yinyue and the girls were left in the small courtyard.
Li Muchan said: "Senior Sister, I have practiced a set of Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra and want to pass it on to everyone, but I have no time to do it, so I can only trouble Senior Sister."
Wen Yinyue frowned and said, "Nine Transformations of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I have nothing to do in the army. I restored the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra. The effect is good and my skill is doubled. If everyone can practice it, it will be beneficial to us in Canghai Mountain."
"Master, are you sure?" Wen Yinyue asked.
Li Muchan said: "It's ready. I'll pass it on to you. Senior sister, you can pass it on to others."
"Master has given instructions, so I will naturally obey them." Wen Yinyue nodded.
Li Muchan said: "However, if you want to practice the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra, you must first disperse your internal energy."
Wen Yinyue frowned and stared at him in confusion. Li Muchan then explained the martial arts in the general and the martial arts in the martial arts, and explained that the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra was the martial arts in the military.
Wen Yinyue pondered for a moment, nodded, and learned the San Gong technique taught by Li Muchan.
Mei Ruolan and the three girls said that they should leave first and go back to make some preparations. They were about to leave Canghai Mountain and follow Li Muchan back to Tianlong City.
Only Li Muchan and Wen Yinyue were left in the small courtyard.
Wen Yinyue sat cross-legged on the couch in Li Muchan's house. Her breath was even, her skin was delicate and white, her eyes were as bright as gems, and she was vaguely similar to the jade statue in Wuji Hall.
She dissipated her internal energy, and her skin became warmer and jade-like, and her bright eyes became darker and brighter, more like the jade statue in Wuji Hall.
Li Muchan vaguely understood that this was caused by the Miaolian Sutra that she had practiced. It seemed that the Canghai Divine Kung Fu was mysterious, and the power of the Canghai Divine Finger should have been triggered by the Miaolian Sutra.
However, as she dispersed the Miaolian Sutra, Li Muchan's power of mental communication was revealed, and he could feel the fluctuations in her inner lake, which was no longer blank and undetectable.
Li Muchan sat opposite her, looked into her bright eyes, and suddenly asked with a smile: "Senior sister, do you like me?"
Wen Yinyue's expression remained unchanged and she glanced at him lightly: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
He noticed that her heart was calm and there was no emotion at all, and he was immediately disappointed. It seemed that he had failed to impress the senior sister.
Li Muchan looked serious and said with a smile: "Senior sister, I was joking. How do you feel now? Can you practice the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra right away?"
"Well, let's get started." Wen Yinyue slowly got off the bed and put on her boots. There was nothing unusual about her.
The two of them came to the small courtyard and began to practice the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra on the martial arts field in the middle of the flower garden.
Li Muchan said: "Senior sister, the fundamental difference between the martial arts in the military and the martial arts in Canghai Mountain is that the mind is useless and the most important thing is movement."
Wen Yinyue's bright eyes were like gemstones, staring at him with brilliance, but her expression was indifferent.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Let's do it step by step slowly. With your qualifications, senior sister, it will not be difficult to learn."
After that, he started to make a move, and Wen Yinyue followed suit.
Li Muchan helped to correct him, but the two of them inevitably rubbed against each other and rubbed against each other during their behavior.
Wen Yinyue's expression was focused and indifferent, indifferent, her energy was concentrated on the movements, without distracting thoughts. The faint fragrance lingered in Li Muchan's nose, like the warm fragrance of soft jade in his arms, which was really an unspeakable temptation.
Fortunately, he had great concentration and was enjoying it while concentrating on it, trying his best to help her learn it as soon as possible. He didn't even bother to take advantage of it.
This first-level mental technique is simple, but it is not easy for Wen Yinyue. It was the first time she came into contact with martial arts in the military, and she was a little uncomfortable. She felt that every movement was very awkward and she felt uncomfortable all over.
Created by Li Muchan, all movements serve the operation of internal force. As for whether the movements are beautiful or not, whether they are smooth or not, and whether they are coordinated or not, we cannot take into account.
But Li Muchan's requirements are extremely strict. Every tiny movement must be completely up to standard, otherwise he will have to start over again. He is as smart as Wenyin Yue, and he only fully masters it in the evening.
Li Muchan didn't think anything of it. He was mentally and physically strong, but Wen Yinyue couldn't bear it. She lost her power and returned to a weak and slender woman.
Li Muchan took out the porcelain bottle from his arms, took out a Gu Yuan Dan, asked her to take it, then rested for a while, and then continued practicing. She must practice well.
Not only does she have to practice it well herself, but she also has to pass it on to others, so she can't be careless.
Wen Yinyue had always been indifferent to the situation. Even though she was panting from exhaustion, she would rest for a while, grit her teeth and continue practicing, biting her teeth with hatred.
Li Muchan had other psychic abilities and knew her thoughts, so he smiled bitterly to himself.