Li Muchan smiled and said: "Master, do you want to recognize this younger brother?"
"What's your idea?" Master Zhu Zhao Tai hummed.
Li Muchan scratched his head and said, "How about putting on a show and pretending to kill him, then change his appearance and come to live in Canghai Mountain?"
He also felt that this idea was a bit bad, but Li Tianlei was not a good person, and he might not appreciate it if he let him go. Rather than doing this, it would be better to avoid future troubles.
Master Zhuzhao glared at him angrily: "Bad idea! He is crazy now! He wants to sacrifice his life for Lei Jianfeng. He desperately wants to bring glory to Lei Jianfeng and fulfill his master's last wish! Whoever stops him is the enemy!"
"Master, where are you?" Li Muchan asked.
Master Zhu Zhao said with a stern face: "I am no exception!"
"He is really crazy!" Li Muchan frowned.
"Alas..." Master Zhuzhao shook his head and sighed, with a complicated look on his face, and said, "Forget it, just pretend that I don't have this younger brother, so just ignore him!"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly: "I don't want to care about him, but he wants to kill me!"
"With your current abilities, he can't kill you!" Master Zhu Zhao Tai snorted.
Li Muchan shook his head: "Master thinks too highly of me! Without the Ming Dynasty King Sutra, I am no match for him."
"Oh——?" Master Zhuzhao raised his eyebrows.
She pondered for a moment, then raised her head and smiled: "Zhanran, let's compete and let me see how far you have practiced."
Li Muchan hesitated and looked at her.
Master Zhuzhao hummed: "Why, are you afraid of hurting me?"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll ask Master for advice!"
"Chi!" With a slight whistle, Li Muchan pointed out his index finger, and a finger shot out. The two of them were only one foot away, and this finger was incredibly fast.
Li Muchan seemed to be smiling but not smiling. This finger was extremely fast and the distance was short. He simply wanted to see the master's show. He was eager to try and see the master's embarrassment.
Zhuzhao Shitai snorted, and the futon suddenly moved sideways, barely avoiding it. There was a crisp "ding" sound, and his fingers hit the jade statue behind him.
Li Muchan was startled, then startled. The jade statue suddenly flashed, very faintly, indistinctly, but his facial features were far sharper than ordinary people's, and he noticed something strange.
Master Zhuzhao's face turned red, her bright eyes widened, and she said angrily: "You bastard, you're full of evil!"
Before he finished speaking, the fly whisk turned into a silver dragon and entangled Li Muchan. Li Muchan felt that his eyes were filled with silver light and the air was as cold as falling into an ice cellar, with no gaps in sight.
Li Muchan didn't learn much martial arts from the Canghai Sword Sect.
In addition to the Canghai Divine Skill, there is also a set of Canghai Nine Palms, which are used to derive the Canghai Nine Swords, as well as the Canghai Divine Finger passed down by Wen Yinyue, and the Ruthless Sleeve passed down by the master.
Counting it down, there are only four or five kinds, but none of these four unique skills is bad.
He swung his sword and slashed horizontally, then was surprised. He thought that no matter how powerful the whisk was, it would be broken into several pieces. After all, his Yue Duan Dao was a precious sword. It could blow hairs and cut hair, and it could cut iron like mud.
But when the knife was cut down, it was very flexible and could not cut through the thin silver thread.
Obviously, Master's fly whisk was also a treasure, which was hard to be damaged by a sword or iron. In this way, he was completely relieved, and the sword's power changed from cutting to stabbing.
He only understood one move of the Duan Yue Sword Technique, but it was enough. The essence of the Duan Yue Sword Technique was not the moves, but the method of operating the internal force.
The power of each of his swords is extremely solid, like a mountain, and cannot be shaken. In addition, his internal energy is as pure as mercury, supplemented by this set of mental techniques, it is even more powerful.
Master Zhuzhao's beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, and he shook his hands.
The whisk contains strange power. I thought that no matter how powerful Li Muchan was, the long sword would be released from his hand under this twist, but he didn't expect that Li Muchan's sword would not move and be as stable as a mountain.
Master Zhuzhao said "Hey" and tried again, but it was empty, like a punch, empty and uncomfortable. Li Muchan's ruthless sleeves were as good as hers, not inferior to hers.
Master Zhuzhao originally taught Wu Qingxiu to her as a special skill. What Fuchen performed was exactly Wuqingxiu's skill, but it was more powerful than Wuqing sleeve.
Li Muchan has a very high level of understanding and has reached the peak of his ruthless skills. He is better than his predecessor. Master Zhuzhao has a whisk to complement him, and his power is tyrannical. As one goes down and the other goes up, the two are on an equal footing.
He has the skill of breaking the mountain sword, which is so solid that it is hard to shake. If Fu Chen tried to mobilize his strength, he couldn't do it, and Wu Wuxiu's skills were useless.
"You bastard, you have really improved your abilities!" Zhuzhao Master Taijiao snorted, and the dust on the whisk changed, and pieces of lotus flowers floated up, like a goddess scattering flowers.
Li Muchan secretly praised such martial arts. He had never imagined where these lotus flowers came from. Could it be spiritual power? Like ecstasy?
His thoughts were like electricity, and his thoughts came and went in an instant, but his movements were not slow. He cut off the lotus flowers with a single slash of the Duanyue Sword.
Every lotus flower really exists, and bursts of strange power are transmitted into the body. Miraculous changes suddenly occur, and the internal strength of the whole body feels like it is collapsing.
He was shocked. Ever since he reached the sixth level of the Canghai Divine Skill, his inner strength had been condensed, and he had never felt such a strange feeling before. This was a sign of being possessed, and losing control of his inner strength, like a runaway horse.
He pulled away, raised his knife and looked at Master Zhuzhao in surprise.
Master Zhuzhao looked at him with a smile and said with a smile: "You brat, you know how powerful you are, right?"
"Master, what kind of kung fu is this?" Li Muchan asked.
"The Wonderful Lotus Sutra." Master Zhuzhao said.
"Is this really the Wonderful Lotus Sutra?" Li Muchan frowned. He had learned the Wonderful Lotus Sutra before, but it was not as powerful as it was. With just one touch, his breath was unstable. It was really powerful.
Master Zhuzhao seemed to be able to see what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "You are only allowed to improve on the Canghai Divine Art, but you are not allowed to improve on the Miaolian Sutra?"
Li Muchan suddenly realized,
Master Zhuzhao Taiyan smiled and said: "It has been more than ten years and I finally broke through to the sixth level. You are the first to taste the sixth level of the Miaolian Sutra. Come on, come again!"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said: "Master, I am not your opponent. Otherwise, I will use the Great Ming King Sutra."
"Silly boy, the Daming King Sutra cannot be used frequently. It will change your temperament and become colder and colder... Unless you really want to become a Buddha, it is better to use it sparingly!" Master Zhuzhao hummed.
"Then why did Master teach me this in the first place?" Li Muchan was puzzled.
Master Zhuzhao said: "Although it cannot be used frequently, if used at critical moments, it can determine life or death and change destiny. Even though our mountain is so big, we will inevitably encounter a top master one day."
Li Muchan nodded. The King of Ming Dynasty was indeed powerful. At a critical moment, a supreme master could turn the tide.
Master Zhuzhao said: "At first I thought you couldn't control it, so I thought you wouldn't use it anymore...it seems like you use it regularly, right?"
Li Muchan chuckled twice and nodded.
Master Zhuzhao looked at him, frowning in thought.
After a while, she sighed: "There is no way to control the martial arts in our sect. You can't act rashly anymore, do you know that?"
Li Muchan smiled and nodded gently.
Seeing that he was disapproving, Master Zhuzhao snorted: "Silly boy, I don't know the importance of it. If you use the Ming Dynasty Sutra too much, Ming Wang's thoughts will slowly assimilate to you, and you will become a Ming Wang!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "That couldn't be better."
"Huh, losing yourself is no different than being dead!" Master Zhuteru glared at him.
Li Muchan touched his nose and quickly changed the subject: "Master, this jade statue is a bit strange."
Master Zhuzhao said angrily: "Don't be distracted! ... Unless I give permission, you can no longer use the Ming Dynasty Sutra. Do you agree?"
"Ah, Master, this can't be done." Li Muchan shook his head hurriedly.
Master Zhuzhao's almond-shaped eyes widened: "Why can't it be done?"
Li Muchan said: "Master, I am unlucky. I often encounter top experts. Without the help of the Ming Dynasty King Sutra, I would have died many times!"
"Just run away if you can't fight, what can you do!" Zhuzhao Master Tai snorted, squinting at him: "Why don't you use the burning lamp technique?... Stop talking nonsense with me, that's it, if you violate this
For one thing, I will expel you, a disdainful disciple, from my apprenticeship!"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly, knowing that she was doing it for his own good, but without the Daming King Sutra, it would be like cutting off an arm of his own.
Master Zhuzhao looked at him, softened his heart, and hummed: "Okay, I will give in. It can be used when life and death are at stake, but it must not be used if it is not related to life or death!"
"Yes!" Li Muchan hurriedly responded and said with a smile: "Master, that jade statue?"
Master Zhuzhao waved his hand: "This is a secret that has been passed down from generation to generation through word of mouth. Don't pry around!"
Li Muchan hurriedly said: "Then let me study it, can it be done?"
Master Zhuzhao pondered for a moment, looked at his earnest eyes, and suddenly pursed her lips and smiled, her face as bright as snow: "That's fine, you can only touch and take a look, and you are not allowed to move."
Li Muchan nodded hurriedly, stretched out his palms, and placed them against the right leg of the jade statue.
This statue of a jade girl is very tall and lifelike, with slim legs, round and soft, which makes Li Muchan's heart skip a beat when he looks at it. Li Muchan calms down his mind and slowly puts his palms on it.
With a muffled "bang" sound, Li Muchan was thrown violently into the air, turned somersaults in the air, landed and rolled a few times, and did not stop until he reached the entrance of the temple.
He was lying on the ground sprawled out in a miserable state.
"Giggle, giggle..." Master Zhuzhao covered his mouth and smiled, overjoyed.
Li Muchan sat up straight after a while, smiled bitterly and shook his head. This was obviously a deliberate trick by his master.
"You brat, you know how powerful you are, right?" Master Zhuzhao laughed for a long time, his cheeks turning red.
Li Muchan stood up slowly and said with a wry smile: "I really didn't expect..."
"This is our Canghaishan's secret weapon!" Master Zhuzhao warned with a smile.
Li Muchan said: "I'll try again."
He walked forward slowly, his steps careless, like a man who doesn't know martial arts and is cautious.
When he touched the jade statue just now, a tyrannical force surged over him. This force was extremely strange, like a powerful electric current. His whole body was numb, unable to move, and his whole body's internal energy was paralyzed.