She stood with her sword in hand, and her aura suddenly changed, like a cold sword coming out of its sheath, shining with a cold light in the sun, which was so breathtaking that one dared not look directly at it.
Such a fierce sword power made Nie Xuefeng's heart tremble and he secretly cried out in pain.
He had fought against many people and had experienced life and death fights. Only his father had such a strong momentum, and no one else had such a powerful sword force.
Li Muchan nodded, Li Yujiao's Snowflake Divine Sword became more and more profound.
Such sword power is not even inferior to that of herself. This is the result of years of hard work and concentration. It is also due to her excellent talent and pure will.
No wonder she was able to master the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra. It was not a fluke, it had its roots.
Nie Xuefeng's face was solemn, and he also drew his sword. The man changed accordingly, just like a long sword being unsheathed.
Although the two of them did not take action, the atmosphere in the entire hall was somewhat calm, and the air seemed to be solidified.
Everyone took a few steps back to form a circle. Nie Yinxia, a burly young man, took two steps back and stood exactly on the line between the two of them, ready to intervene at any time.
The same goes for Li Muchan. The two of them stood opposite each other, looked at each other, and then turned away.
"Ding..." With a clear sound like a dragon's roar, Nie Xuefeng's long sword was unsheathed and turned into a cold light.
Li Yujiao's whole body was like an iceman, emotionless. With a flash of her waist, she swung out her long sword, and the cold light from the sky suddenly illuminated the main hall.
Pieces of cold light were like snowflakes falling one after another. The temperature in the hall dropped sharply, as if a heavy snow had suddenly fallen. It was real.
"Ding ding ding ding..." A series of clear chirping sounds sounded, like rain hitting banana trees, the cold light became more and more intense, and everyone saw only a cold light in their eyes and could not see anything else.
It was as if after a heavy snowfall, the whole world was covered in silver and there was nothing else.
The same was true for Li Muchan and Nie Yinxia. Nie Yinxia narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes shone brightly, looming and appearing, which was extremely strange.
But the people around him were only looking at the sword light that filled the sky. No one noticed him, except Li Muchan.
He closed his eyes and looked down with the Eyes of the Void. He clearly saw the swordsmanship of the two men and was surprised to see Nie Yinxia's strange behavior.
This Nie Yinxia's martial arts mentality is indeed strange, and his vision is strange. He must be able to see through the cold light in the sky.
Li Yujiao was followed by two middle-aged women with proud smiles on their faces. With her swordsmanship, she would be unrivaled in the world.
"Ding ding ding ding..." A series of clear chimes were still ringing.
"Humph!" Li Yujiao suddenly snorted, and the cold light in the sky immediately dissipated. Her long sword had been sheathed, and she stood with her hands behind her hands, squinting at Nie Xuefeng.
Nie Xuefeng leaned his sword on the ground and stared at Li Yujiao with wide eyes.
There was faint blood flowing from his ribs, Nie Yinxia frowned: "Junior brother?"
Nie Xuefeng shook his head, pressed his left rib, and said with a smile: "Miss Li, please be merciful. I will repay you for this sword in the future!"
Li Yujiao couldn't tell whether he was speaking truthfully or ironically, so she just snorted and turned her head: "Senior Brother Zhanran, let's go out and see the scenery?"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Okay."
He turned to Nie Xuefeng and said: "Nie Shaoxia's Flying Immortal Sword Technique is still a little short of the mark. There is no need to rush, just take your time."
"I've learned a lesson!" Nie Xuefeng's expression turned ugly.
Li Muchan laughed and said, "Senior sister, let's go out?"
Wen Yinyue nodded, and the two of them left the hall together with Li Yujiao. A disciple in white came up outside and said, "Miss Li, Miss Wen, the master has arranged a place to stay. Please come with the disciple."
Li Yujiao said: "Senior Brother Zhanran, let's live together?"
"Miss!" a middle-aged woman said hurriedly.
These words are misleading. If spread, it will damage the reputation of the young lady and the reputation of Sheng Xuefeng.
Li Yujiao smiled softly: "We live in the same courtyard, and we can also compete in martial arts. How are you doing with my Snowflake Divine Sword?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "There is great progress, what do you think, senior sister?"
Wen Yinyue nodded: "Okay."
He turned around and said, "Please make arrangements."
The disciple in white nodded respectfully, looking excited.
He was also very familiar with Wen Yinyue's name. He really saw that Fairy Leng Lian was really like a fairy, and she actually talked to him!
Several people followed the disciples in white and came to a pine forest. After turning around three times, they saw several spacious courtyards in the middle of the forest.
The disciples in white led the way to the easternmost courtyard and invited a few people in. There was a patch of plum blossoms planted inside, and in the middle of the plum blossoms was a flat martial arts training ground, complete with swords, guns, swords and halberds.
The bedding in the room is complete and brand new, and there are warm coals burning.
Everyone felt satisfied, put down their salutes, and left the compound, starting to play on Changbai Jianfeng. However, there was snow all year round, so there was nothing worth seeing.
Li Yujiao kept talking to Li Muchan, telling her some ordinary trivial matters.
She never went down the mountain, only immersed herself in practicing martial arts. Most of the disciples she met admired her and were careful with their words, for fear of offending her.
Everyone around her has been like this since she was a child. Only Li Muchan is different. She treats her like a normal person, talking when she should, laughing when she should, and getting angry when she should.
So when she saw Li Muchan again, she felt more cordial and had many things to say to him.
Although there was nothing to see at Changbai Jianfeng, Li Yujiao and Li Muchan still swam around, followed by two middle-aged women, not leaving, looking at Li Muchan warily.
Wen Yinyue didn't follow. She said she was tired and wanted to rest for a while, which was exactly what Li Yujiao wanted. She vaguely sensed Li Muchan's affection for Wen Yinyue.
Changbai Jianfeng is connected with the surrounding mountains, and the surrounding snow mountains are one after another.
Li Yujiao pointed to the vast snow-capped mountains: "Senior brother Zhanran, it is said that snow lotus is abundant here, and the medicine can increase one's power. Let's go and find out?"
At this time, the two of them were standing on a large rock, looking down at the vast scenery at the bottom of the mountain. The rock was suspended in the air, and beneath their feet was an unfathomable valley.
The cold wind blew, blowing their clothes.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Junior sister Li, isn't your Holy Snow Peak rich in snow lotus?"
Li Yujiao shook her head: "The quality of the snow lotus from our Saint Xuefeng is not good and cannot increase one's skill. The ones here are good."
"That's it, okay, let's look for it." Li Muchan said with a smile.
He also became interested. He didn't need snow lotus to increase his power, but there were so many disciples of the Canghai Sword Sect. Finding some for them to eat would also make the master happy.
The two of them stepped on the snow without leaving a trace, fluttering on the snow like two feathers blown by the wind, and the two middle-aged women behind them were quickly thrown away.
"Miss, miss!" Two middle-aged women called. Li Yujiao chuckled a few times, showing a naughty look. Not only did she ignore them, but she ran faster.
Li Muchan laughed and found it interesting.
The two of them braved the cold wind and walked on the white snow, fluttering away. In a blink of an eye, they descended from Changbai Sword Peak and arrived at the nearby peak to look for snow lotus flowers.
While performing Qing Kung, Li Yujiao talked about the habits of snow lotus and where it likes to grow, while scanning her eyes.
Li Muchan suddenly accelerated, came behind a stone, pointed at it and said with a smile: "Is this one right?"
Li Yujiao followed and nodded: "Yes."
She then looked up in surprise: "Senior Brother Zhanran, how did you find out?"
She is also a very smart person. According to their position, they couldn't see behind the stone, but he happened to see it.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "You're blind."
Li Yujiao nodded without any suspicion, and then Li Muchan found one tree after another, which puzzled her and asked him what was going on.
Li Muchan pointed to his head: "Nothing else, my intuition is very accurate. It is caused by practicing meditation."
"Is this really the case?" Li Yujiao asked suspiciously.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I have been practicing meditation since I was four years old. After practicing for more than ten years, I have gained nothing. Especially my intuition is far better than the average person."
"That's it. I really didn't expect Buddhist meditation to have such an effect. If I had known, I would have practiced it too." Li Yujiao said with a smile.
Li Muchan shook his head: "It's not cost-effective to practice meditation. So what if your intuition is amazing? If you encounter difficulties and don't have the ability to deal with them, you can do nothing."
Li Yujiao thought about it and nodded: "Well, that's true. Is this intuition really accurate?"
Li Muchan suddenly pointed to the front left: "There is an old friend in that direction."
"Really, let's go over and have a look!" Li Yujiao said with a smile.
Li Muchan shook his head: "It's best not to go, we're not friends."
"If we join forces, who are we afraid of?" Li Yujiao shook her head disapprovingly and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Zhanran, hurry up!"
Li Muchan smiled helplessly and followed him. The two of them headed northeast. As soon as they climbed over a hill, they saw a monk in yellow clothes standing on a rock overlooking the mountains.
"Is that him?" Li Yujiao stopped and pointed.
The monk in yellow turned around when he heard the voice, but he was a handsome young monk. He was young, with red lips and white teeth, and an elegant and free style.
He titheted, smiled slightly and said: "The little monk Xinjue, I have seen the female donor... is it you?"
He recognized Li Muchan.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Master Xinjue, you are so polite!"
"Punch me!" Xinjue's face darkened, he stepped in front of Li Muchan, and punched him.
"Presumptuous!" The sword light flashed from Li Yujiao's waist, and the sky was enveloped in cold light.
He suddenly retreated, turned his fist into a finger, and flicked it lightly.
"Ding..." Li Yujiao's sword light suddenly dimmed, and she frowned and stared at Xinjue.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Junior Sister Li, this is the Xinjue Master of Landa Temple. You cannot be offended."
He added: "This is Junior Sister Li Yujiao from Saint Xuefeng."
Xinjue rushed to Li Yujiao and said, "It turns out to be Miss Li. I'm rude."
Li Yujiao frowned and said calmly: "Why did you sneak attack on Senior Brother Zhanran? Can the people of Landuo Temple be unreasonable?"
When he talked to Li Muchan, he was like a little girl. When he met other people, he immediately changed into a different person, with a stern face, indifferent and calm.
"Zhanran?" Monk Xinjue thought for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Li Muchan in surprise: "Are you Zhanran from the Canghai Sword Sect?"