The thin old man stepped back to avoid his sharp attack, and his eyes widened in surprise.
Li Muchan showed no expression. He tapped the little finger of his left palm lightly, and a finger force shot out silently. At the same time, he pushed hard with his right palm.
"Woo..." The wind roared in the palm, like a tiger descending from the mountain.
The thin old man moved sideways to the left, like a boat swinging on the lake, light and nimble, but suddenly he paused, stared straight at Li Muchan with wide eyes, and then looked down at his chest.
A blood hole gurgled with blood, and the strength all over his body flowed out. Even though he had deep internal strength, his hands and feet were so weak at this time that he could no longer exert any strength.
Li Muchan dodged and reached Wen Yinyue's side. He reached out and slapped him with his palm. There was a crisp "ding" sound, and another man's sword flew away. Wen Yinyue took advantage of the situation and stabbed him with the sword.
The two of them struck together with a tacit understanding, doubling their power. Although the remaining one was powerful, he had no time to react. Li Muchan struck with another palm, as fast as lightning.
The burly old man sneered and waved his palm to meet the attack.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the old man took a step back, his eyes gleaming, and Wen Yinyue's sword followed the trend, like a poisonous snake emerging from its hole.
The old man stretched out his palm and slapped it, and there was a crisp "ding" sound. Fengming's sword trembled and almost fell out of hand. Wen Yinyue was secretly surprised by the depth of the old man's palm, which was far stronger than before.
She guessed that the old man had used a secret technique, so she withdrew her sword and clap her hands, and a lotus flower condensed in her palm, like a substance.
The old man sneered "Hey" and waved his hand to greet him.
"Bang!" The two of them took a step back together.
Li Muchan took the opportunity to press the thumb of his right hand and said, "Hi——!" With a muffled sound, the old man was knocked away with his strong finger strength.
In the blink of an eye, in the blink of an eye, four people were eliminated. Master Zhumei and the ten masters were stunned and unbelievable.
They stared at Li Muchan, as if they wanted to see who he really was.
Master Zhumei frowned: "Quickly decipher the Ming Dynasty King's Sutra!"
She had seen with her own eyes Li Muchan's use of the Daming King's Sutra, which caused a huge commotion in Canghai Mountain that no one could control. She recognized it immediately when she saw such a situation.
Li Muchan nodded, sat directly on a stone next to him, crossed his legs and closed his breath.
Everyone restrained the four old men respectively. Two were dead and two were still alive. They killed them directly, including Murong Cang who was also killed by Master Zhumei.
She picked out the black scarves of the four of them respectively, her face was cold, and she turned to look at Li Muchan on the stone, and then at Wen Yinyue.
These four people fell into the hands of two juniors. It was like a boat capsized in the gutter. No one would believe it even if they told them.
She turned around and warned everyone: "No one is allowed to tell anyone what happened today!"
Everyone nodded, understanding her painstaking efforts. The identities of these four people were of great importance. Once word spread, they would become famous all over the world, but they would be hunted down countless times.
After Li Muchan woke up, everyone continued on their way. This time, no one stopped them. They seemed to be frightened back, and they arrived at Canghai Mountain in one breath.
In the evening, with the setting sun still shining, Canghai Mountain was bathed in the rays of light. Li Muchan looked at it with great kindness, turned around and said with a smile: "Senior sister, we are finally home."
"Yes..." Wen Yinyue nodded.
She breathed a long sigh of relief, her heart strings were tense along the way. The Great Ming Dynasty King Sutra had been used once and could not be used again in a short time. Her uncle was injured again. She had to bear the heavy responsibility alone and was a little breathless. At this time, she could finally
Let go of the big stone in your heart.
Amidst the melodious sound of the flute, a group of people walked up the mountain steps. The one at the head was Master Zhuzhao, and the disciples lined up behind her.
Master Zhu Zhao's feet were fluttering, and she was wearing a moon-white monk's robe. She was like a white cloud slowly floating down, and in the blink of an eye she was in front of everyone.
"I've seen the leader!" Everyone dismounted and saluted.
Master Zhuzhao waved her hand: "No need to be polite!"
She scanned the crowd with her almond-shaped eyes and saw no one was missing. She smiled and said, "Okay! Okay! Senior sister, it's safe to take action. Please come up the mountain quickly!"
Master Zhumei shook her head and said with a smile: "Junior sister in charge, I don't have much credit this time, Zhan Ran takes the most credit!"
"He?" Master Zhuzhao glanced at Li Muchan and said with a smile: "He is just Amitabha if he doesn't cause trouble. There is no need to praise him, senior sister...has the injury healed?"
As she said this, she went to support Master Zhumei and placed her right hand on her pulse.
"It won't be a problem." Master Zhumei said with a smile.
Master Zhuzhao put down her wrist and said with a smile: "Fortunately, it's nothing serious. The traitor Murong Cang has injured senior sister several times. Next time I go down the mountain, I will take his life first!"
Master Zhumei smiled and said: "You don't have to take action, Zhan Ran has already done it for you."
Li Muchan interrupted and said respectfully: "Master, this is Senior Li, the Invincible Golden Gun, and this is Li Xiaoshui. I have accepted you as an outer disciple on behalf of Master."
"I've met Master Tai." Li Wudi smiled and clasped his fists.
Master Zhuzhao pursed her lips and smiled sweetly: "Mr. Li, please don't be too polite. It's a great honor for me that senior can come. From now on, this will be senior's home."
"Shui'er, come here and see Master." Li Muchan waved.
Li Xiaoshui stepped forward shyly and bowed. Master Zhuzhao took her little hand, took a look at her, and said with a smile: "That brat has a bit of a look in his eyes, he is a good boy."
Li Muchan smiled and said, "That's natural."
Master Zhuzhao smiled softly and said, "Shui'er, right? From now on, you will follow Zhanran and let him teach you martial arts and try to enter the inner sect as soon as possible, okay?"
"Yes, Master." Li Xiaoshui blinked his big eyes and responded in a crisp voice.
Master Zhuzhao held her little hand and accompanied Li Wudi up the mountain. As they walked, they talked about martial arts affairs and laughed happily.
Li Wudi talked about the thrills along the way, and Master Zhuzhao often looked back at Li Muchan.
Li Muchan lowered his eyes slightly, looking respectful and calm.
They were easy on their feet, and although they did not use light kung fu, they were much faster than ordinary people. After a while, they arrived at the Wuji Hall, and the ten masters dispersed and returned to the Yanwu Hall and Cuifeng Pavilion.
Li Wudi and Li Xiaoshui also went down, and a disciple personally took them to their residence.
Master Zhuzhao, Master Zhumei, Li Muchan and Wen Yinyue sat on the futon together.
Master Zhuzhao glared at Li Muchan: "You used the Daming King Sutra again. If you use it again, you will become a monster sooner or later!"
Li Muchan chuckled and did not refute.
"Forget it, if the situation at that time had not been for the Ming Dynasty Wang Jing, we would all have to explain it. Which one of Murong Cang, Li Zhantang, Feng Buqu, and Tang Fangge is mediocre?"
"It's the four of them!" Master Zhu Zhao frowned and snorted.
"This time the Murong family's vitality has been seriously damaged!" Master Zhumei smiled happily and shook her head: "Stealing the chicken but losing the rice, it's so happy! It's so happy!"
Master Zhuzhao asked: "No one from the other five major sects can stop them?"
"No, I guess I was scared." Master Zhumei shook his head.
Master Zhuzhao sighed: "Thanks to their caution, Zhanran can no longer use the Ming Dynasty Sutra."
Master Zhumei said: "Thanks to him this time. When he said that the temple was unlucky, I didn't take it seriously. Sure enough, something happened. It seems that he really has some skills."
Master Zhuzhao waved his hand: "He has practiced Buddhism since he was a child, and his meditation skills are deeper than the rest of us. It is not surprising that he has some supernatural powers."
"I believe it this time," Master Zhumei said.
The two talked for a while, but her injury was not fully recovered, so she went back to rest.
"Yinyue, please say it again in detail." Master Zhuzhao said.
Wen Yinyue nodded in agreement, starting with the two of them going down the mountain, how to find the murderer of Lu Jingren and the others, how to kill them, and then went to Wancheng to meet Li Wudi, who surrendered on his own initiative, and how to kill the Changbai Sword Sect.
Come with the Murong family.
From beginning to end, she spoke concisely and meticulously. Li Muchan narrowed his eyes slightly while listening and felt that it was indeed a pleasure to listen to the senior sister speak.
After Wen Yinyue finished speaking, Master Zhuzhao turned around and looked over, humming: "Brat, to be honest, the dragon slayer can't stop you, right?"
Li Muchan chuckled and nodded: "Yes, the disciple is practicing. It is estimated that in half a month, he will be almost complete."
"Okay, let's just say I can't help you!" Master Zhuzhao showed an approving look.
Seeing Li Muchan's proud smile, she immediately rolled her eyes at him: "Didn't I tell you to use the Daming King Sutra less and use the Daming King Sutra less? Did my words fall on deaf ears?!"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly: "Master, I have no choice but to do so!"
"Humph, you have no choice but to do so!" Master Zhuzhao snorted disapprovingly and said with a curl of his lips: "I think you just want to be in the limelight. If you can't beat me, just run away!"
Li Muchan said: "I can run on my own, but my uncle can't."
Master Zhuzhao hummed: "Forget it this time, don't use the Ming Dynasty Sutra next time, you know that?!"
"Yes, Master." Li Muchan nodded helplessly.
He formed a relic. The Great Ming King Sutra has sequelae, but it is just a loss of physical strength and does not damage emotions. Logically speaking, it can be used casually.
But seeing the master like this, it was useless to explain, and the relics could not be explained either. His intuition kept warning him not to say anything about the Black Buddha.
"Okay, stop dawdling and go practice now!" Master Zhuzhao waved her hand.
Li Muchan said: "Master, I want to go home and have a look."
"Go home? Jinyang City?" Master Zhuzhao asked.
Li Muchan nodded and said: "I haven't been home for almost a year and I feel a little homesick. I hope Master will allow me."
Master Zhuzhao pondered for a moment and nodded slowly: "Well, that's fine. After you master the dragon slaying skills, you can go home and have a look... Your parents are also stubborn enough. They won't come even if they say nothing. I will go there myself."
Even if I try to persuade you, it won’t work!”
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "My eldest brother and second sister are both over there, how could they be willing to come over?"
"Just ask your eldest brother and second sister to come together!" Master Zhuzhao hummed.
Li Muchan sighed: "The eldest brother is in Mei Mansion. He has long given up on practicing martial arts and can't bear the worldly prosperity. The second sister is in Yingyue Temple and won't come over, so my father and mother won't come over."
"They don't miss you?" Master Zhuzhao said, frowning and grumbling.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "My youngest son, they are most at ease, not worried."
"It's hard for an upright official to stop doing household chores. Okay, okay, let's go practice Kung Fu!" Master Zhuzhao waved her hand.
Fifteen days later, Li Muchan came out of confinement.