Li Muchan smiled and said, "Senior Shangguan's injury has healed?"
Shangguan Hong's face was covered with white gauze, and he looked graceful and graceful. His autumn eyes showed a smile: "I'm sorry to see you, it's just a minor injury, not worth mentioning."
Although she had a smile in her eyes, Li Muchan could feel a bone-chilling chill, and a murderous intent rushing towards her face.
Zhang Jinglan stood up, bowed, and whispered: "Master."
"Do you still recognize me as your master?" Shangguan Hong's bright eyes flickered like ripples of light.
Zhang Jinglan pursed her lips and said nothing, with a stubborn look on her face.
Li Muchan broke the deadlock and said with a smile: "Miss Lan, are you okay?"
Lan Meier rolled her slender eyes, gave him a roll of her eyes, and snorted: "Smelly monk, I will remember this account well!"
She then pursed her lips and chuckled: "Oh, I don't have to remember it, you are going to die anyway!"
Li Muchan's words seemed concerned. She heard the sarcasm and wanted to slap him a few times, but thinking about her own martial arts, she didn't dare to do it.
"Isn't it too early to say whether he will live or die?" Li Muchan touched his nose and said with a slight smile.
Shangguan Hong turned around and looked: "Mingkong, you are very good!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Oh——?"
Shangguan Hong said: "Since taking over the Heavenly Demon Sect, you are the first person to hurt me."
Her voice was calm and her expression was calm and gentle. It seemed like a compliment, but it was filled with coldness.
Li Muchan touched his nose and said with a smile, "It's just a fluke."
Shangguan Hong smiled lightly: "You don't have to pretend, which sect are you a disciple of?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Junior dare not say that, but for seniors with such status, it would be a sin to vent their anger and seek revenge!"
Shangguan Hong stared at him for a long time and sighed: "With such an outstanding disciple, he must not be an unknown person. I will know as soon as I check."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Of course I can't hide it from the seniors, but I also know where the Heavenly Demon Sect is. My martial arts skills are low, so I don't know how they compare with the experts from the Heavenly Demon Sect. I want to learn from each other."
Shangguan Hong's eyes suddenly condensed, and his gaze was like lightning.
Li Muchan looked at her with a smile, and their eyes collided in the air, as if sparks were flying.
Lan Meier secretly admired that under the master's momentum, there was really no one in the younger generation who could talk and laugh like this without falling behind.
The two people looked at each other, as if they were actually fighting swords.
After a long while, Shangguan Hong snorted coldly and said: "It's a shameless statement, I want to take a look!"
After the purple shadow flashed, her jade palm touched Li Muchan's chest.
Li Muchan kept his feet still, raised his right fist attentively, slowly stretched out his thumb, and pressed Shangguan Hong's tall chest from afar.
There was a "buzz" sound and the air vibrated.
Lan Meier and Zhang Jinglan swayed their clothes and hurriedly performed their exercises and stood still, as if they were in the midst of turbulent waves.
Shangguan Hong stared closely at Li Muchan's fingers, removed his palm to protect his chest, and pushed out his left palm lightly.
There was a muffled sound of "bang", and she was pushed flatly one foot away by the huge force. Her pink back was pressed against the table, her delicate body leaned back, and there was no way to retreat.
Li Muchan retracted his thumb and pointed out his index finger.
"Chi!" With a slight whistle, Shangguan Hong pushed out his right palm.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, followed by a "click" sound, the table fell apart, and the dark guqin slid onto the thick white carpet.
Shangguan Hong couldn't help but lean back, his waist was slender, and he held it tightly. The white gauze scarf on his face swayed, revealing pink cherry lips and a jaw as delicate as snow.
Li Muchan coldly closed his fingers and extended his middle finger to point at Shangguan Hongsu's chest.
"Woo..." Like the roar of the wind, the force of his fingers came out. Shangguan Hongman twisted his waist, stood up straight, and pushed out his left palm.
"Bang!" Amidst the muffled sound, she slid back again and hit the wall hard. There was another muffled "bang" sound, and her delicate body almost fell out of the window.
When the room became dark, she happened to block the window.
Lan Mei'er was secretly worried. It was obviously no big deal and the moves had nothing to do with subtlety. Why didn't the master run away and fight with him?
Then he realized that the smelly monk's finger strength was weird. The master had no time to suppress his energy and had to fight hastily. Otherwise, with the master's physical skills, how could he be in such a predicament?
Li Muchan coldly retracted his middle finger and pressed his ring finger on her breast.
"His!" Like a poisonous snake spitting a message.
Shangguan Hong turned over and dodged the finger in embarrassment without caring about his face.
There was a crisp "pop" sound, and a ball of powder exploded from the bottom of the window frame, floating down, and a section of the door frame about the length of a palm disappeared into nothing.
Li Muchan's expression was firm, he quickly retracted his ring finger and pointed out his little finger.
After a silence, "Boom!" Like a pebble falling into a deep well, a small hole appeared in the wall, revealing light, and it was penetrated.
Shangguanhong turned over again, and the small hole was exactly where she was just now.
She fluttered back and shouted coldly: "Stop!"
Li Muchan stopped his hand and said with a smile: "Is the martial arts of this junior still eye-catching?"
Shangguan Hong looked at him coldly and hummed: "No wonder you are so confident. It turns out that your martial arts has greatly improved. What kind of fingering is this?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Let's call it the ring finger. How powerful is it? I hope seniors can correct me!"
"Hmph, what a ring finger!" Shangguan Hong sneered and curled his lips: "It's really amazing!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Junior, trying hard to get hurt, points out a finger. Senior, do you think you can catch it?"
Shangguan Hong was silent for a moment, then said calmly: "Okay, you are awesome!... Mei'er, let's go!"
"Master...?" Lan Mei'er couldn't believe it and was speechless.
Shangguan Hong glanced at her, and the purple shadow flashed and disappeared. Lan Meier was so anxious that she stretched out her hand and shouted: "Master, wait for me!"
She turned her head and glanced at Zhang Jinglan, then glared at Li Muchan: "Smelly monk, I will come to you again, just wait!"
After saying that, she flashed out of the window and chased after Shangguan Hong.
In the blink of an eye, the room returned to tranquility, with only the gentle breeze blowing.
Li Muchan let out a long breath, slowly sat down on the couch, and said with a wry smile: "What a risk! What a risk!"
Zhang Jinglan stared at Li Muchan in a daze, his eyes bright and round, staring at him without blinking. He didn't say anything for a long time, which made Li Muchan feel scared.
"Jinglan, what do you think I'm doing?" Li Muchan asked with a smile.
Zhang Jinglan said: "Master, when did you gain such powerful kung fu?"
She had seen Li Muchan's martial arts. Although it was powerful, it was far behind compared to his master. Now he was able to force his master back, which was really unusual.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, it would have been hard for her to believe that a young man could defeat his master.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "The last time I fought with senior, I had some enlightenment in my heart and made some progress, so I was able to scare senior. In terms of real ability, I can't do it."
He can defeat Shangguan Hong and benefit from the Canghai Divine Sword. If it weren't for his unique finger strength, his fight with Shangguan Hong would still be a disaster.
He has deep internal strength, which is inferior to that of Shangguan Hong. In terms of the subtlety of his martial arts moves, he is even worse. It is all due to the power of the Canghai Divine Sword that he can conquer the world with one move.
Zhang Jinglan sighed: "You were able to force Master to retreat and spread the word, shocking the world. You are undoubtedly the number one master of the younger generation."
Li Muchan smiled and said, "The Heavenly Demon Sect is famous outside?"
Zhang Jinglan was startled, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "On the contrary, most people don't know about the Heavenly Demon Sect at all. Only some people at the top have heard of this name... The disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect do not join the world and have to practice in seclusion."
"You are an exception." Li Muchan smiled.
He was very interested in Zhang Jinglan's past affairs and unknowingly led him here.
Zhang Jinglan smiled, a little sadly: "Yes, I am an unworthy disciple..."
"Are you really still angry with your senior?" Li Muchan asked.
He sat cross-legged and stared at Zhang Jinglan at leisure, as if he wanted to listen to the story, and said with a smile: "It seems to me that Jinglan is not angry anymore."
Zhang Jinglan shook his head and smiled bitterly, sighing quietly, looking lonely.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "If you are not angry anymore, let's reconcile with senior. I think senior has very deep feelings for her. He came to hunt you because he hates iron but cannot make steel."
Zhang Jinglan remained silent and stared out the window motionlessly.
At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into a statue of a jade girl. His whole body was filled with a poignant and beautiful aura, exuding endless attraction that men could not refuse.
Even though Li Muchan had a deep meditation skills, his heart suddenly skipped a beat when he saw this situation. Her facial features were exquisite and her beauty was extremely beautiful. Her appearance at this moment was even more melancholy and delicate.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "What on earth is going on? Who did she kill, senior?"
Although he had a vague guess, he still wanted to hear Zhang Jinglan say it in person.
Zhang Jinglan turned to look at him, was silent for a moment, and sighed: "He is a friend of mine."
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Friends?...What kind of friends? They must be very good friends, right?"
Zhang Jinglan rolled her eyes at him and snorted: "What are you thinking about!... A very ordinary friend. Because he did me a favor, he moved around more."
"Then why did your master kill him?" Li Muchan asked with a smile.
Zhang Jinglan shook his head and said: "Master has always hated men and was too sensitive. In the end, he killed people without asking any questions. He was originally kind to me, but I caused his death..."
"Well..., your master must have been sad when he was young." Li Muchan nodded slowly.
Zhang Jinglan said "hmm" and sighed: "Master has a sad story. He hated men all over the world. He said that men are not good at all. They have a carefree nature and will always give up. If a woman likes a man, she is
Jump into the fire pit yourself!"
Li Muchan touched his nose and chuckled: "Master is a little extreme."
"In my opinion, Master's words are correct!" Zhang Jinglan hummed and rolled his eyes at him, his eyes were so charming and charming that Li Muchan's heart was fluttering.
His face heated up, and he laughed twice, a little embarrassed, knowing that she was referring to Mei Ruolan and the three of them.
In the eyes of outsiders, it seems that he is extremely philandering when a monk marries three wives. Moreover, all three women are beauties and they are not greedy enough.
Moreover, Li Muchan was not upright at this point. He really liked someone and found it hard to let go of them. He wanted to take them into his arms.
Zhang Jinglan hummed: "None of you men are really good. As decent as you are, master. You can't move even when you meet a beautiful woman... Isn't my junior sister pretty?"
Li Muchan hurriedly waved his hands and said: "Jinglan has wronged me. Miss Lan is smiling with her head hidden. When I look at her, I don't feel she is so beautiful, but I feel cold."
Zhang Jinglan burst into laughter, shook his head and said: "If junior sister hears this, she will be so angry that she will jump to her feet!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "This Miss Lan is really curious. She looks innocent, but she is also very scheming. It seems that she doesn't take killing people seriously."
Zhang Jinglan said: "This is because of Master's influence. Killing is really not a big deal."
"My master is a terrible person." Li Muchan sighed.
Zhang Jinglan nodded lightly and sighed: "Yes, Master is the most powerful. Although your martial arts is better than Master, Master really wants to kill you. There are countless ways!"
"Hmm -?" Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, looking unconvinced.
Zhang Jinglan smiled and said: "Your method of provoking generals is useless, I won't say that!... However, you should not be in any danger, and the master has no intention of killing you."
"Seriously?" Li Muchan asked with a smile.
Zhang Jinglan nodded and said: "If Master wanted to kill you, you would have been gone long ago...Besides, even if you knew, you wouldn't be able to hide. It's better not to know, so as not to scare yourself."
Li Muchan laughed and thought it was interesting: "Then you might as well come and listen."
Zhang Jinglan shook his head: "This is related to the secret of Tianmo Sect, I can't talk nonsense."
Li Muchan said: "In that case, fine, let's not talk about it. Xiaoya and the others are still here. I guess the master will not come again. I will go back to the military camp to take a look first."
"Well, it doesn't matter if they are here, you can leave first." Zhang Jinglan nodded.
Li Muchan smiled softly, then suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Zhang Jinglan turned around and looked out the window, and saw Li Muchan's figure flashing in the air, then disappearing, already integrated into Tianlong City.
She still admired secretly, she didn't expect Li Muchan to have such martial arts.
Li Muchan was like a gust of wind, his speed was extremely fast, and he had reached the military camp in an hour without riding the red shadow, and went straight to the inner camp.
He traveled unhindered, and the soldiers nodded to him without any hindrance.
However, Li Muchan noticed something different. He seemed to have a more solemn expression. What big thing happened? Li Muchan's heart moved, he slowed down and used his psychic powers.
His mind was connected, and their voices rang clearly in his mind. He knew what had happened, his face darkened, he quickened his pace, and hurried to the martial arts training ground.
No one was seen in the martial arts training ground. There was no sign of Mr. Ji or the others. Li Muchan went directly to the west wing, stopped outside the wing, and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" Old Man Li's impatient voice came from inside.
Li Muchan said warmly: "Mr. Li, it's me who's back."
"Come in!" Old Man Li shouted loudly.
"Shh, keep your voice down!" An old man hurriedly stopped him.
Old Man Li snorted and lowered his voice: "Little monk, why don't you come in quickly? Why are you dawdling outside!"
Li Muchan pushed the door open and entered the house, only to see several old men sitting in the main hall. The leaders were Old Man Ji and Old Man Li, and there were a few others who were all good players in the inner camp.
Li Muchan took a step forward, gave a military salute to everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Yan, is it okay?"
Old Man Li had a gloomy face and hummed: "Little monk, you still know you are back!"
Mr. Ji waved his hand, energetic and with bright eyes: "Okay, Mr. Li, this matter cannot be blamed. Don't blame others randomly."
Old Man Li said angrily: "Why don't you blame him!? Why don't you blame him!...Humph, if he were here, how could Young Boy Yan be so seriously injured?"
Old Man Li had a messy beard and disheveled clothes, as if he hadn't slept in several days.
Li Muchan was anxious and said hurriedly: "Mr. Ji, Brother Yan, he...?"
Mr. Ji waved his hand and sighed warmly: "He is not in danger, but his martial arts skills may be..."
Li Muchan hurriedly asked: "What's going on?"
Mr. Ji sighed: "The night before yesterday, he went out to the city alone to chop firewood. He also blamed us for our carelessness. He thought that his martial arts skills were enough to protect himself. Unexpectedly, the Black Eagle Rider came with a master."
"The Black Eagle Rider again?" Li Muchan frowned.
Old Man Li gritted his teeth and cursed, "Black Hawk Cavalry! Black Hawk Cavalry! If it weren't for the ban, I would have gone out of the city and killed them all!"
An old man next to him said in a deep voice: "Okay, stop saying these boring words. If you kill all the Black Eagle Cavalry, our Shenwu Camp will also die!"
Old Man Li stamped his feet angrily, turned around and walked away. He opened the curtain and entered the east room. The strong smell of medicine rushed out and entered Li Muchan's nose.
Li Muchan frowned and said, "I'll go take a look."
Mr. Ji nodded and sighed: "You might as well go and take a look. Xiao Yan also has a hard life. After learning such a martial arts, it will be useless!"
Li Muchan raised the curtain and entered the east room, only to see Yan Lengsi unconscious and pale, lying motionless on the couch, extremely quiet.
Old Man Li was sitting on the edge of the couch, staring at Yan Lengsi, breathing heavily and raging with anger, almost unable to restrain himself, as if he wanted to escape from his body.
Li Muchan coughed lightly, came closer, and lowered his head to look at Yan Lengsi.
Old Man Li looked up at him and hummed: "Little monk, have you finished handling your personal affairs?"
Li Muchan nodded sheepishly and sighed: "Mr. Li, it's my fault that I couldn't be with Brother Yan."
Old Man Li snorted and turned his head to ignore him.
Li Muchan didn't care. He sat on the embroidered pillar next to the couch, grabbed Yan Lengsi's wrist and examined its injury, his brows getting tighter and tighter.
Yan Lengsi was severely injured. Not only were his internal organs displaced, but his meridians were also severely damaged. Even if he recovered, his meridians would not be the same as those of a normal person.
Although martial arts in the military have different inner strength and mental methods, it is not that the meridians do not flow. On the contrary, most of the meridians flow. He looks like this. If he wants to practice martial arts again, it is very difficult for others. He can only be an ordinary person.
To Old Man Li, Yan Lengsi was their carefully cultivated disciple, not only because of their hard work, but also because Yan Lengsi had a simple temperament and deep feelings.
They are lonely and old, and there is a disciple in front of them. Although they are disciples, they are no different from family members.
Now, Yan Lengsi was about to return from being a master to being an ordinary person. It was an earth-shattering blow to him, and they were worried that he wouldn't be able to bear it.
Li Muchan thought for a while and said: "Mr. Li, my family has a secret technique that can heal injuries. I want to try it on Brother Yan."
"The secret technique passed down in your family?" Old Man Li turned over.
Li Muchan nodded: "Yes, although it doesn't have great power, its healing effect is excellent."
"Can you save Xiao Yan?" Old Man Li grabbed his arm like an iron hoop.
Li Muchan pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "The disciple can only try his best...and, when performing this secret technique, outsiders cannot be around."
Old Man Li was disappointed, stared at him, regained his energy, and nodded vigorously: "Okay, I will protect the law for you!"
He knew Li Muchan's temperament. He always kept a tight line in everything. He would not give full assurance. If he was very sure, he would only say 70%. If he was 70% sure, he would only say 50%.
Since he could put it forward, he must be somewhat confident. He felt that his eyes were bright, hope was injected into his heart again, and the sun suddenly became brighter.
He happily left the house and stood guard outside, preventing Mr. Ji and the others from entering.
Li Muchan was relieved, thought for a while, and decided to use the Crane Control Technique. This technique is magical and simple, but it consumes more internal energy.
As for the Yin-Yang Creation Technique, you need the master's Miaolian Sutra, but you can't do it yourself, so you have to use the Canghai Divine Technique to perform it, which is too energy-consuming and is not as good as the Crane Control Technique.
He did it as soon as he thought of it, concentrated on adjusting his breath for a moment, opened his eyes, held a crane fist in his hand, pinched his fingertips into a crane's mouth, tapped it lightly and thought for a few times, then put down his hand, and then closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.
After a while, he took a long breath, slowly opened his eyes, and stared at Yan Lengsi.
Yan Lengsi's face turned rosy, his appearance changed, and his face became glossy. These actions seemed light and easy, but they involved the great secrets of the human body, the vital organs. At this time, Li Muchan felt more and more mysterious about the art of controlling cranes and adding oil.
He had used the Crane Control Technique several times before and felt it was mysterious, but he didn't know where it was, but now he had a vague understanding and felt it more clearly.
"Well..." Yan Lengsi groaned, interrupting his understanding.
He looked around hurriedly, but saw Yan Lengsi slowly opening his eyes, confused and confused, his eyes slowly becoming clearer, staring at Li Muchan for a while, and then suddenly said: "Mingkong...?"
Li Muchan chuckled and said, "Brother Yan, how do you feel?"
"Am I still alive?" Yan Lengsi asked in confusion.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "This is not the underworld, I still want to live well!"
While he was talking, he put his hand on Yan Lengsi's wrist and checked. It was indeed very effective. Although the meridians were not healed, they were far better than before. They should be healed after a while.
Yan Leng thought for a moment and sighed: "It's so good to be alive!"
"Little monk, are you okay?" Old Man Li couldn't help himself outside and asked softly.
Li Muchan raised his voice and said: "Brothers Li, Mr. Ji, and Yan are awake. Please come in."
As soon as the curtain moved, all the old men crowded around. Old Man Li was the first to grab Yan Lengsi's wrist, put it on his wrist, took a look, and laughed.
Mr. Ji also checked his pulse, nodded and said with a kind smile: "Okay, okay!"
"Mr. Li, Mr. Ji..." Yan Lengsi looked at everyone in a daze and said sheepishly: "Let the masters worry about it, it doesn't matter to the disciples."
Old Man Li blew his beard and his eyes widened: "Humph, you brat, if you can't beat me, just run away. Why didn't you remember what you're going to do if you fight with others!?"
Mr. Ji also nodded: "Yes, Xiao Yan, you shouldn't fight with others."
Yan Lengsi leaned on the bedside and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Li, Mr. Ji, I want to run away, but I can't. That person's Qinggong is too strong."
"Who is it? Which guy?" Old Man Li asked hurriedly.
Yan Lengsi shook his head: "I've never seen him before. He's wearing a helmet, and I can't see his face. He seems young, but his martial arts is very powerful."
"How many moves have you had with him?" Old Man Li asked hurriedly.
Yan Lengsi looked at everyone sheepishly, lowered his head and said, "There is only one move."
"You mean, you haven't resisted a single move?" Old Man Li's eyes widened.
Yan Lengsi scratched the back of his head and lowered his head: "Yes, he was so fast. I didn't even have time to take action, so I was hit by him and flew out... and then I ran as hard as I could before I could come back."
"Good guy, he is a master!" Old Man Li looked solemnly, looked at the elders, turned around and said, "Then, compared with the young monk, which one is more powerful?"
Yan Lengsi looked at Li Muchan and scratched his head: "Absolutely."
The old men looked at each other for a few times, their faces darkened and looked a little ugly.
Li Muchan frowned and said, "Mr. Ji, will he be an elite disciple of a famous sect in Western Zhao?"
Old Man Li snorted: "Last time, the elite, Feng Baishan, known as the number one young master in Western Zhao, was killed by you. What other elites will there be?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "The hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Wulin of Western Zhao should not be underestimated."
Several people discussed it again, very enthusiastically. They talked about Xi Zhao Wulin like a family treasure. Li Muchan was secretly surprised. He didn't expect them to know Xi Zhao Wulin so well.
Old Man Li even guessed that this mysterious master might be a famous master from Western Zhao.
Mr. Ji analyzed it, shook his head and rejected it, thinking that Xi Zhao would not do this.
They analyzed and analyzed, but in the end they still couldn't guess it, so they decided to send Li Muchan over to take a look.
Li Muchan happily obeyed the order, he also wanted to meet the master.
Since the success of the Canghai Divine Sword, he is full of confidence and has the urge to compete with others. The Canghai Divine Sword is very powerful and he likes that feeling very much.
With just a few movements of his fingers, he could control a person's life or death. Such a feeling was truly intoxicating. He only hated his lack of skill and wished that the Canghai Divine Sword could be a little more powerful.