He added: "Thirteenth Niang, this Taoist Master is so powerful that he has made you lose your fighting spirit?...Thirteenth Niang, you have always been playing in the world of mortals, why are you so persistent?"
His last sentence contains the power of Buddhist mantra.
Thirteenth Niang trembled, her face changed, her blurred almond eyes returned to clarity, and she chuckled: "Okay, it's my fault, let's join forces to fight him!"
As she spoke, she glared at Qingxuan fiercely. The sound of Tianqu didn't work, and she felt a faint backlash, so she lost her fighting spirit and fell into a disadvantage.
Li Muchan smiled and nodded, stretched out his palms to press her vest, poured in his inner energy, and raised his eyebrows. Her body was like a huge whirlpool, generating huge suction, like a whale swallowing water.
Li Muchan's expression remained motionless. He was least worried about the lack of internal energy. At the same time, he activated the Tian Yuan Breathing Technique and the Earth Yuan Absorption Technique, and the internal energy gurgled into his body.
After a while, Thirteenth Niang's face returned to a bit of rosy color, and she smiled: "Master, it's almost done."
Li Muchan said: "Don't worry, come on!"
As the internal force is poured in, the suction force becomes stronger and faster, making the Tian Yuan Breathing Technique and Earth Yuan Breathing Technique operate faster and faster.
Li Muchan is good at controlling energy. He transferred the suction force from Thirteen Niang's body, one by one, and applied it to himself, integrating it into one body. His own body produced the same suction force.
In this way, the loss of his own internal energy is very small, so there is no need to worry about the lack of internal energy.
Taoist Priest Qingxuan put his sword into its sheath, his feet were uneven, and his eyes were as gentle as jade as he looked at the two people with a gentle expression and no intention of interrupting the attack.
Li Muchan's whole body was slightly tense. This Qingxuan Taoist's mind was like a lake, pure and clear, and his mind was ineffective.
A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and the suction of Thirteen Niang's body disappeared.
Li Muchan slowly closed his palms, while the Tian Yuan Breathing Technique and Earth Yuan Absorption Technique were still operating, replenishing the loss of internal energy and allowing himself to reach his best condition.
Thirteenth Niang's skin is radiant, white and rosy, and her radiance is compelling.
Li Muchan secretly admired it, what a powerful mental method! It is very domineering and has miraculous healing effects. Obviously, this is a method of devouring the world and strengthening itself.
Li Muchan secretly sighed, with such a domineering mentality, this Thirteenth Mother was not from a lowly background.
"Giggle..." Thirteenth Niang suddenly opened her almond-shaped eyes and said with a sweet smile: "Master is rushing to the side, I will come first!"
Li Muchan smiled and took a step back. Thirteenth Niang's inner strength was astonishingly deep, far superior to his own. To put it mildly, she was afraid that she thought her kung fu was too poor.
"Little Taoist priest, how did you find me?!" Thirteenth Niang Pingping took five steps forward and stopped two feet away from Taoist Qingxuan, humming lazily.
Taoist priest Qingxuan drew his sword and said: "I am a poor Taoist traveling all over the world. When I passed by here, I heard Miss Zhang singing."
"Hmph, a blind cat meets a dead mouse!" Thirteenth Niang snorted, then curled her lips and made a sound. This meant that she was treating herself as a dead mouse, which was very unlucky.
Taoist priest Qingxuan nodded solemnly: "It's indeed a fluke!"
Thirteenth Niang hummed: "Why don't you pretend not to see me, why are you so persistent?"
"The sect has orders and cannot be violated." Taoist priest Qingxuan shook his head and said seriously: "Miss Zhang, you must avenge me for killing my two senior brothers."
"Humph, they are monks, but they are lustful and lustful, and they deserve to die!" Thirteenth Niang's delicate face sank, and she said coldly: "You, the Supreme Purity Awareness, hide evil and people, and teach such disciples, it is a big sin.
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Taoist priest Qingxuan shook his head: "Miss Zhang, why would you slander these two senior brothers? They are both honorable men."
"It's so sanctimonious and so ridiculous!" Thirteenth Mother sneered disdainfully.
Taoist priest Qingxuan said seriously: "Miss Zhang, you are too extreme."
"Don't be verbose, let's see what's going on!" Thirteenth Niang raised her hands, and a white silk ribbon came out of her right sleeve, turning into a silver dragon and rushing towards Taoist Qingxuan.
Qingxuan Taoist priest slowly swung his sword, forming half an arc of light, and struck Bai Ling, without any trace of anger, and the cloud was light and the wind was gentle.
Bai Ling softened and wrapped herself around the sword. She wrapped it around several times in an instant. She wrapped the sword around and pulled it back, but it didn't move. The two of them suddenly froze.
With a sound of "Teng", the white silk straightened, then undulated like waves.
Li Muchan raised his left hand and pointed.
"Woo!" Amidst the roar of a tiger, surging force emerged from his thumb, breaking the air and hitting Taoist Priest Qingxuan's long sword.
"Bo!" Like a pebble falling into a deep well.
Taoist priest Qingxuan's surroundings swayed for a moment, like ripples in a lake, and a gust of wind broke out on the ground, and the three of them were dressed in hunting clothes.
Taoist robe hunted, but he stood still, holding the sword steadily, staring at Thirteen Niang with a calm expression, not even looking at Li Muchan.
Thirteenth Niang's face was solemn and solemn, her eyes fixed on the opposite side, motionless.
Li Muchan was surprised that this Taoist priest was indeed very advanced.
He didn't expect that the two of them couldn't make a single move, so they used their internal strength to fight. Compared with the moves, the internal strength was countless more dangerous, and their lives were often in danger.
"Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi!..." He waved his ten fingers continuously, and his finger force was like arrows raining down on Qingxuan Taoist Priest.
Taoist priest Qingxuan holds the sword in his right hand, which is as steady as Mount Tai. He turns the palm of his left hand to make a circle, gently pushes it out, and the invisible force disappears with the force of his fingers.
He glanced at Li Muchan with gentle eyes.
Li Muchan was surprised. It was not because of his martial arts skills, but because of his high cultivation and Qi-nourishing skills. It was extremely rare. His whole body was filled with warmth and luster, like a piece of beautiful jade.
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled, took a step forward, put his right palm on Thirteen Niang's back, and his feet suddenly sank, sinking an inch.
"Chi" sank another inch. After a few breaths, it sank another inch. After a while, the bluestone ground was stepped down several inches deep, reaching the calf.
He and Thirteen Niang merged into one, mastered the energy exquisitely, and used the art of grafting flowers and grafting trees to lead the opponent's turbulent internal energy into the ground and dissolve it completely.
In this way, Thirteen Niang's pressure is greatly reduced and she has no worries. The two attack and defend as one, and the division of labor is clear. Li Muchan is in charge of the defense, dealing with the Qingxuan Taoist's internal power, either reducing it, leading it away, or using it to eliminate harmful things and turn them into nothing.
Harmful, Thirteenth Niang took the lead in attacking, without any scruples, and kept attacking fiercely.
The addition of Li Muchan broke the balance between the two. Originally, Thirteenth Niang was at a disadvantage, but now, in turn, she is slowly gaining the upper hand.
As time went by, Bai Ling gradually became straighter, and Taoist Qingxuan sank unconsciously, his feet sinking several inches deep, and his face turned red.
Thirteenth Niang smiled, and suddenly scolded. There was a muffled "bang" sound, like an arrow leaving the string. Bai Ling suddenly picked up the long sword. She ducked and hit Taoist Qingxuan.
Taoist Priest Qingxuan flew upside down, sprayed out a blood arrow in the air, landed heavily on the ground with a "bang", slid ten meters away, and hit the steps to the west.
"Pfft!" He spat out another bloody arrow, and his face turned pale.
Even so, his expression remained unchanged, gentle and peaceful, neither angry nor happy. He raised his body with one hand and looked at Thirteenth Mother calmly.
Thirteenth Niang walked slowly towards Taoist Qingxuan, with a sneer on her face and her almond-shaped eyes flashing.
Li Muchan retracted his right palm, pulled out his legs, stood aside with his hands folded, shook his head, and sighed secretly.
Thirteen Niang stood one foot away and looked down at Taoist Qingxuan: "Qingxuan, you didn't expect it, did you? You want to kill me, but you will be killed by me!"
Taoist Qingxuan smiled slightly, sat up cross-legged with difficulty, and clasped his hands together: "One drink and one peck are all destiny. The doom of this poor Taoist has come. Miss Zhang, just give me a ride!"
"Humph, what an idiot!" Thirteenth Niang sneered and said, "Okay, I'll help you and go keep company with those two dead Taoist priests!"
She raised her hand, white light flashed, and the white silk was like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, shooting from her sleeve to Taoist priest Qingxuan's chest.
"Chi!" There was a slight whistle, and a finger force shot through the air and hit Bai Ling.
There was a crisp sound of "pop", and the white silk became soft and fell to the ground. Thirteenth Niang said "eh", took back the white silk, turned around and looked: "Master?"
Li Muchan sighed: "If you have to spare someone's life, please spare him. Thirteenth Mother, let's spare his life!"
Thirteenth Niang's almond-shaped eyes widened and she said loudly: "Master, you are crazy!... If I spare him, he will kill me next time. Next time, if you are not here, I will not escape with my life!"
Li Muchan smiled: "I will live in Tianlong City from now on."
Thirteenth Niang shook her head and hummed: "No, no matter what, this guy will be killed. All the Niubi of Shangqingguan are not good people, and they deserve to die!"
Li Muchan said: "Thirteenth Mother, does Shangqingguan have a grudge against you?"
Taoist Priest Qingxuan said slowly: "Miss Zhang is from the Heavenly Demon Sect, and she has a feud with our Shangqing Temple."
"Tianmo Sect?" Li Muchan frowned and thought for a while, but there was no such name in his mind.
Taoist priest Qingxuan said: "The Heavenly Demon Sect, like our Shangqing Temple, is an outsider sect that many people in the world don't know about."
"In this way..." Li Muchan nodded.
Both of these two sects are full of mystery. The mundane sects often pursue extremely high goals and pursue decisive achievements, and their martial arts are also very powerful.
Not to mention the strong connection between the two of them, his telepathy was useless, but Thirteen Niang's sound attack technique was something he had never heard of before and it was an eye-opener.
If he had not had deep meditation skills and had the ability to observe the heavens and the gods according to the Sutra, he would not have been able to fight back under the sound attack.
Taoist priest Qingxuan's cultivation is deeper, and the body-protecting aura condensed outside his body makes him no match.
They are so young and have such cultivation. It is obvious that their martial arts is not inferior to the Canghai Sword Sect, or even better.
Thirteenth Niang glanced at him and saw him thinking deeply, with a focused look on his face. She secretly called him a good opportunity. Suddenly, a white light flashed, and the white silk reached Taoist Qingxuan's chest.
"Chi!" There was another soft whistle, and a finger force hit Bai Ling, like a snake hitting him seven inches. Bai Ling suddenly softened and lost its power.
"Master——!" Thirteenth Niang stamped her feet with a mixture of anger and resentment.
Li Muchan had just given her a helping hand. He had a vague understanding of the operation of her internal energy and understood her strength, so it was quite easy to break her.
What she is cultivating is the extremely feminine internal force. He uses the power of his little finger to walk the Yang Meridian, and the internal force turns into the most rigid and yang, like the sun melting snow, driving away the internal force on the white silk.
The cultivation level of the two is not far apart, but Li Muchan is more pure and pure, so he can succeed.
Li Muchan sighed: "Thirteenth Mother, just let him go!"
Thirteenth Niang shook her head and hummed: "No, I have to kill him!"
Li Muchan smiled: "Then I must save him!"
"Okay!" Thirteenth Niang said coquettishly.
In a flash, he reached the north steps, sat down cross-legged, put the guqin on his knees, pressed the strings with his slender fingers, and looked at Li Muchan with bright eyes.
Li Muchan shook his head helplessly: "Thirteenth Mother..."