Master Zhumei leaned forward and patted Li Muchan on the shoulder: "Well done, as expected of Zhan Ran. It's really satisfying to kill the guy named Zhao. I'll give you a big credit!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Thank you very much, uncle."
Master Zhumei waved her hand and said with a smile: "We can breathe a sigh of relief now that the guy named Zhao is dead. This guy is stalking and is very annoying, but we have to be on guard against that guy Murong Cang too!"
She sighed: "I can't help you much!"
Wen Yinyue said calmly: "Master, don't worry."
Master Zhumei laughed and nodded: "Well, as long as you are here, I don't have to worry. Everything is left to you, Yin Yue!"
"Yes." Wen Yinyue nodded lightly.
Li Muchan winked, Wen Yinyue left the house, and Li Muchan followed. They came to the woods, where the moonlight was hazy and the surroundings were hazy.
"Sister, what's going on between uncle and Murong Cang?" Li Muchan asked.
Wen Yinyue turned to look at the temple under the moonlight and whispered: "We don't dare to ask about the grudges we had when we were young. Master once accidentally said that my uncle and Murong Cang were lovers when they were young, but later they turned against each other.
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"Yeah." Li Muchan nodded, he was vaguely aware of this.
Wen Yinyue said: "Master refuses to tell me the specific situation, and he doesn't let me ask."
"If I kill Murong Cang, will my uncle be upset?" Li Muchan asked.
Wen Yinyue frowned, lowered her face, and hummed: "Junior brother, you want to use the Ming Dynasty King's Scripture again?!"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly: "Looking at this situation, I have to use it even if I don't need it."
"You underestimate our Canghai Sword Sect!" Wen Yinyue said lightly.
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and Wen Yinyue said, "Have you ever seen our Canghai Sword Formation?"
"Well, I've seen it before. It's indeed very powerful." Li Muchan nodded.
"I'm afraid you don't know that the Canghai Sword Formation is divided into yin and yang." Wen Yinyue smiled faintly.
Li Muchan became very interested: "If you divide yin and yang,...could it be that men are in yang formation and women are in yin formation? When men and women are mixed in the formation, the combination of yin and yang will greatly increase the power?"
Wen Yinyue glanced at him approvingly: "Yes, five people working together can form the Canghai Sword Formation, five men form the Pure Yang Formation, five women form the Taiyin Formation,... five women and five men mix together, each forming an formation, and the two become one.
, it will become a real Canghai formation, several times more powerful than the Yin and Yang single formation."
"It's so mysterious!" Li Muchan admired, then frowned: "But will it affect my uncle's injury?"
Wen Yinyue said: "It doesn't matter, ten masters from Yanwu Hall and Cuifeng Pavilion will set up an array."
"It's the best." Li Muchan breathed a sigh of relief.
Although his internal strength is strong, after all, he is still young and his understanding is high. After all, his understanding of martial arts is not as good as immersing himself in it year after year. His understanding is deeper with the years. To face the top masters, he still needs the Ming Dynasty King Sutra.
Li Muchan still insists on practicing the Dragon Slayer Hand. Even if it doesn't work when grinding the gun in battle, he still wants to practice it as soon as possible to test its power.
In the early morning, Li Muchan woke up from his trance. He turned around and looked around. His uncle Zhumei Shitai was closing his eyes to nurse himself back to health. His injuries were stronger, but he was still far from being cured. He shook his head. Murong Cang's palm was really powerful. Look at it.
I came here wanting to kill my uncle.
The masters from Yanwu Hall and Cuifeng Pavilion sat around Master Zhumei. They all crossed their legs and adjusted their breaths, motionless, and protected Master Zhumei among them.
Wen Yinyue was sitting next to him and suddenly turned her head to look over.
When he met her bright gaze, Li Muchan stood up and sighed: "Senior sister."
Wen Yinyue followed out, and when the two of them arrived in the courtyard, she frowned and said, "Did someone come over?...Who are they?"
She knew that Li Muchan had some magical powers and could detect things from very far away. It had nothing to do with his skill, but was a Buddhist magical power.
Li Muchan shook his head: "They are lying in wait in the woods outside, with their faces covered."
"Have we solved it?" Wen Yinyue asked.
Li Muchan shook his head: "These people are all top masters. We are afraid that if it fails, we will have to look at the Canghai Sword Formation. If it fails, I can only use the Ming Dynasty King's Scripture."
"The King's Scripture of the Ming Dynasty should not be used lightly!" Wen Yinyue frowned and glared at him.
Li Muchan smiled bitterly: "Senior sister, let's pass this test first and then talk."
Wen Yinyue frowned and said, "Is it really that powerful?"
"There are six of them in total, and they are all top masters." Li Muchan nodded slowly.
Wen Yinyue pondered for a moment and nodded slowly: "Okay, you have to figure it out. Don't use the Ming Dynasty King's Sutra unless it is absolutely necessary."
"I can spare this." Li Muchan nodded.
After Wen Yinyue entered, she whispered a few instructions and everyone opened their eyes to eat. They didn't bother to wash up in the wild and had to make do with it.
Although Li Muchan is strong in martial arts and is the top master among seven generations of disciples of the Canghai Sword Sect, Wen Yinyue is the future leader and his words are more effective than him.
A quarter of an hour later, everyone had eaten and started to set off. It was just dawn, the air was fresh and cold, and white smoke was coming from people's mouths and noses.
The white energy of each of them is like that of a trained horse. It is long and far-reaching, condensed but not dispersed. Their Qi training skills are no small feat. Li Muchan secretly laughed. In winter, it is easy to identify martial arts masters just by looking at the white energy.
Master Zhumei closed her eyes and sat on her horse, recuperating her energy and tending to her injuries. All matters were left to Wen Yinyue to take care of.
When it comes to handling affairs, Master Zhumei feels inferior to Wen Yinyue.
Wen Yinyue and Li Muchan walked side by side, walking at the front. Master Zhumei was surrounded by ten masters and was closely guarded, for fear that Murong Cang would jump out again.
Under Wen Yinyue's instructions, these ten masters formed a circle, with men and women of different genders, and had already set up a formation. If there was a situation, they could form a sword formation in an instant.
"Haha..." With a loud laugh, four people appeared like ghosts and stood in front of everyone. At this time, everyone had just left the woods and were stepping onto the road.
Li Muchan and Wen Yinyue reined in their horses and looked at the four people. They were all dressed in black clothes and covered their faces with black scarves. They only had a sword on their bodies. They were clean and neat.
Li Muchan frowned, and Wen Yinyue said calmly: "Set up the formation!"
The ten people dismounted from their horses and took a step lightly to form a circle, with Master Zhu Mei in the center. Their long swords were unsheathed and pointed out diagonally, with a faint cold light.
A slender and thin man laughed loudly and said: "Zhumei, please hand over the Dragon Slaying Secret Book, we are too lazy to bully the juniors!"
"Murong Cang——!" Master Zhumei sat on the horse and sneered.
Murong Cang smiled and said: "Haha, old friend, I always keep my word!"
Master Zhumei sneered: "Didn't you snatch the secret book of dragon slaying last night? Why are you here again!... It's in vain that you are the head of the family, but you use dirty tricks to sneak attack!"
Murong Cang suppressed his laughter and frowned: "Zhumei, you are also scheming! I slapped you last night, but I didn't steal your dragon-slaying secret book!"
Master Zhumei sneered: "Whether you robbed or not, so many people have seen it... you robbed and robbed, you are deliberately trying to destroy us, then it will be a dead end!"
Li Muchan was secretly stunned, this move was quite vicious.
The other three people's eyes were clear and motionless, and it was impossible to tell whether their hearts were moving or not. They were all deep-seated people, but Li Muchan was sure that they had been deceived.
The deeper the city, the clearer it is to human nature, and it is easy to be suspicious. At this time, Murong Fu couldn't explain clearly even if he was talking.
Murong Cang laughed loudly: "What a bamboo eyebrow, but you are plotting against me. The most poisonous thing is a woman's heart. It's true. Then let's see the real deal. These people died because of you, so you can't blame me!"
"Come on!" Master Zhumei sneered.
"Let's do it." Murong Cang turned around and said.
The three men in black nodded, shook their swords, and their bodies and swords became one, turning into four points of cold light and shooting towards the ten masters of the Canghai Sword Sect, but no one paid attention to Li Muchan and Wen Yinyue.
Li Muchan's eyes narrowed slightly. The swordsmanship of these four people was as skillful as clumsy. They were back to basics. This slight stab was deeply intense and powerful.
Master Zhumei said in a deep voice: "The sea is so vast, and the long sword roars in all directions."
As he spoke, the ten masters around him moved their feet, swung their swords and formed a line. The ten lines were connected together, and two light belts were set up to surround them.
"Ding ding..." Amidst a series of sounds of gold and iron, the four men in black were helpless and unable to break through the Canghai Sword Formation.
After more than a dozen sword attacks, the four of them stopped and retreated.
Murong Cang shook his head: "When did the Canghai Sword Formation become so powerful?"
A hoarse voice sounded: "The Canghai Sword Sect hid something in the past. This may be the Zhen Sect's secret skill, but we learned it in advance!"
"It seems that we have to work hard to keep the bottom of the box." Another old man shook his head, his voice was like a bell, and it made people's ears hurt.
The thin man in black chuckled and pointed at Li Muchan and Wen Yinyue: "First the easy things, then the hard ones. Let's deal with these two little guys."
"That makes sense." The other three nodded and walked towards Li Muchan and Wen Yinyue.
"Murong Cang, you guys are so shameless!" Master Zhumei shouted angrily.
Murong Cang said with a joking smile: "Haha, if you want face, you don't need the Dragon Slaying Secret Book. If you want the Dragon Slaying Secret Book, you don't need face. Why do you make such a fuss, Zhu Mei?"
Master Zhumei bit her lip: "Attack!"
Wen Yinyue said hurriedly: "Master, don't worry!"
She pulled Li Muchan and flashed to the sword array, trying to get in. She was extremely proficient in the Canghai Sword Array and could enter and exit it with ease.
"Hehe..." Four sword lights shrouded the two of them.
Li Muchan smiled coldly, a strange smile, and stretched out his palms to pat the sword light.
Master Zhumei almost fell off his horse when he saw this. The sword skills of these four people were exquisite. No matter how good Zhan Ran's palm skills were, he couldn't be so powerful!
"Ding! Ding!" With a crisp sound, the sword light around him suddenly dimmed, and the long sword flew out. The two men in black stared at Li Muchan in shock and disbelief.
With a calm expression, Li Muchan rushed to Murong Cang and slapped him with another palm.
"What an awesome boy!" Murong Cang shouted and waved his hand to greet him.
He met Li Muchan last night. His fingering skills were sharp, but he didn't expect his palm skills to be so fierce. His internal energy surged like a tide, and he couldn't resist it. He had no choice but to let go of the long sword.
He didn't believe in evil, he was young, and his inner strength could be as deep as it was, so he waved his hand to meet him, and he had to tell the difference.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, he flew out, and his wrist deformed and broke.
Li Muchan is now endowed with divine power and is fierce and domineering. Murong Cang has deep inner strength and masters the magic essence. If he encounters the King of Ming Dynasty, he will still be defeated.
After knocking Murong Cang away, Li Muchan rushed towards the other person, reached him in a flash, and slapped him down with his palm.