After Li Muchan settled Fan Peiyao, the dusk fell and the tired bird returned to the forest. He took advantage of the darkness to return to Tianlong City and headed to the Ming Mansion.
He wanted to see the Ming Mansion in secret. After all, it was a home, so he couldn't rest assured.
He was not afraid of Lei Jianfeng and walked leisurely. When he arrived in front of the mansion, he heard a sudden burst of music.
"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!..." The sound of the piano was rapid and sudden, like a galloping horse or a heavy rain.
Li Muchan closed his eyes in concentration, his face changed slightly, and he floated into the Ming Mansion. Then from the Ming Courtyard, he passed directly over the east wall and fell into the Thirteen Niang's Mansion.
The layout of Thirteen Niang's house is wonderful. There are steps after entering the gate. Climbing up the steps, you will find a flat land. There are red-tiled houses on the east and west sides, and a pavilion rises from the ground in the north. The atmosphere is formidable and shocking.
There were more than a dozen people lying on the ground, with different clothes and different postures, motionless, and their acupuncture points were tapped.
The Thirteenth Niang was sitting on the steps in a purple robe, with a solemn face, frowning eyebrows, and bright eyes. Her hands were playing the piano quickly, forming a jade-colored finger shadow. The sound of the piano was like gold and stone, with a murderous spirit.
It rushed towards my face and filled the entire courtyard.
A young man in Taoist robes was wielding a long sword at the foot of the steps, his movements were graceful and extraordinary.
His sword moves were slow, as if the sword was ten thousand heavy, and every move was difficult. He suddenly stepped forward, suddenly retreated, advanced and retreated, always trying to get closer to Thirteen Niangs.
Li Muchan landed lightly, his eyes suddenly flashed, and the world seemed to turn upside down. He quickly made a handprint, and his eyes returned to clarity.
He was secretly surprised that the clanking sound of the piano was actually a powerful sound attack technique that captivated the mind, thanks to his excellent meditation skills.
This sound attack technique directly affects people's minds and has nothing to do with martial arts. The Buddhist meditation he practiced is the best at this, and he can restrain such miraculous techniques.
Looking at the young Taoist priest again, I secretly admired him. His swordsmanship looked slow and weak, but his mind must be very wonderful, as he could defeat the spirit with his energy.
He took a closer look at Thirteenth Niang, her beautiful face was as dark as water, her bright eyes were shining, but there was a thick layer of sweat on her forehead, her face was pale, and her cheeks were as red as drunkenness.
Li Muchan frowned. She was extremely weak now. She might have been injured, and yet she used such a unique skill. It took so much effort that she almost couldn't hold on.
Turning around to look at this Taoist priest, he has superb swordsmanship. He is definitely not an unknown person. Moreover, he is so young and has such superb swordsmanship. He is obviously a disciple of a famous family.
If he takes action rashly, he will definitely cause big trouble.
"Alas..." He shook his head and sighed, dodged, appeared behind the young man, and put a light palm print on him.
"Huh." He was surprised, and his body flew out suddenly, with a muffled "bang" sound.
Li Muchan flew backwards for more than ten feet, reached the edge of the stage, and almost fell down the steps.
He did not expect that the young Taoist priest was surrounded by tyrannical internal energy. As soon as he stretched out his palm, it was like a flood bursting through the embankment. The internal energy surged in and knocked him away.
This internal force was so strong and pure that Pei Ran could not resist it. He had no ability to resist and flew directly out, in a state of embarrassment.
He smiled bitterly, this Thirteenth Mother really couldn't get involved with her. At first, she thought her cultivation was profound and unfathomable, but she still got involved. The initial speculation was indeed correct.
"Zheng..." The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and Thirteenth Niang's figure swayed, her face turned extremely pale, but her eyes were looking at Li Muchan.
Li Muchan stood up, brushed his robe, clasped his fists and smiled bitterly: "Thirteenth Mother, what's going on?"
The Thirteenth Niang was panting, stretched out her sleeves to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and sighed: "Master, it's none of your business here. You'd better go back."
The young Taoist priest stopped, stood with his sword in hand, and turned to look over.
His face is like a crown jade, his eyes are like bright stars, his energy is pure and upright, his eyes are gentle and soft, he is elegant and graceful, and he has a Taoist inaction demeanor that is heart-breaking.
"Who is this Taoist priest...?" Li Muchan asked with a smile.
Thirteenth Niangxiu's face suddenly sank, as cold as ice: "Master, please come back... This is my private matter and I don't want others to know."
Li Muchan didn't seem to see her falling out, clasping his fists and smiling: "The young monk Mingkong is the neighbor of Thirteen Niangs. You haven't asked the Taoist Priest for his name yet?"
"The small path is clear and mysterious." The young Taoist priest sheathed his sword, bowed his head as a courtesy, and looked gentle and friendly.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "It turns out that it's Taoist Priest Qingxuan. I don't know what kind of grudge he has, but he insists on beating him to death?"
Taoist priest Qingxuan sighed: "My sect has orders and I have to obey them...Master Mingkong, this matter is a grudge between our sect, so it's better for me to stay out of it."
Li Muchan said: "Are you going to kill Thirteenth Mother?"
Taoist priest Qingxuan nodded: "Yes."
Li Muchan sighed: "Then I can't agree. There is only one battle."
Taoist Qingxuan looked at him, shook his head and said, "You are no match for me."
"Master, it's useless, you should go back." Thirteenth Niang sighed, pushed away the guqin on her knees, stood up slowly, walked down the steps with her clothes fluttering, and came to Li Muchan.
Thirteen Niang sighed: "Master, although your martial arts are strong, you are no match for him... I have accepted my fate. After fighting for so many years, I am tired of it. It's time to be relieved."
The faint fragrance penetrated his nose, and Li Muchan had no time to pay attention to it. He frowned and said, "Thirteenth Mother, what's going on?"
"The masters don't deal with each other. They fight back and forth. It's very boring. It's better not to listen." Thirteenth Niang waved her hands, and the breeze passed by, sending a faint fragrance. Her clothes were fluttering, like a fairy.
Li Muchan was startled for a moment. He had never seen her look so beautiful before. She seemed to have seen through the mundane world, she was detached from the world, and she radiated a face as bright as snow.
He smiled and waved his hand: "No need to say more, Thirteenth Mother, I will take care of this matter. Even if you lose, you can always block it for a while. You can take the first step!"
After saying that, he pulled out the Duanyue Sword and placed it between Taoist Qingxuan and Shisanniang.
Taoist Priest Qingxuan looked at him in embarrassment and said hesitantly: "Master Mingkong, I have to kill Miss Zhang this time, please get out of the way."
He has a gentle temperament and an honest nature. Li Muchan is very fond of him, but unfortunately he has to be his enemy.
Li Muchan smiled faintly: "I wonder which sect the leader belongs to?"
"Shangqing Guan." Taoist priest Qingxuan said.
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and thought for a moment, then shook his head: "I am ignorant and have never heard of it."
Taoist priest Qingxuan said: "I believe that my disciples are born in the world to practice cultivation and are not known to the world."
Li Muchan turned his back to Thirteenth Niang and said with a smile: "Thirteenth Niang, how about we fight Taoist Priest Qingxuan together?"
Thirteenth Niang sighed quietly and said bitterly: "We have no chance of winning if we go together. Why are you bothering to swim in this muddy water?"
"You won't know until you try." Li Muchan said with a smile.