Master Zhuzhao frowned and looked at him: "What other weird request do you have?... Come and listen to it, don't let Pavilion Master Yang laugh!"
Yang Zhong also stared at him.
Li Muchan said: "If you go, I will issue all orders, and there will be no violation."
Yang Zhong's eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth curled up. He wanted to smile and looked at Master Zhuzhao, but then he looked back.
This Zhanran is really whimsical. He dares to make such a request. Although Xiaoyao is brave, he is timid compared to him!
Master Zhuzhao snorted softly: "You are talking nonsense again!"
Li Muchan said: "If Master doesn't agree, I'm afraid there will be no hope of success."
"Oh, you have such a loud voice!" Master Zhuzhao looked at him sideways and hummed: "It seems that without you, we can't do anything. You are the best in the world, even more powerful than Nangong Sidao!"
She was unforgiving, but Li Muchan just shook his head with a determined expression.
"Master, I haven't seen my great-uncle from Master Hua, have I?" Li Muchan asked.
He knew that if he didn't show some real skills today, he might not be able to convince the master. If it was normal, it would be easy for the master to talk alone, and he could make the master relent and agree with him in just a few words.
Now that Pavilion Master Yang is here, Master will not agree easily for the sake of face, and can only show his true ability.
Master Zhuzhao nodded: "Well, Cuifeng Pavilion is a forbidden area of our sect. Men are not allowed to enter. Master Hua never leaves the pavilion. Naturally, you have never seen it."
Li Muchan said: "Uncle Hua is wearing a dark green robe and silver flying boots."
After he finished speaking, footsteps sounded, and Wen Yinyue's voice came: "Master, Master Hua's uncle is here."
Master Zhuzhao stood up and came to the entrance of the hall, giggling and saying, "Master Hua, my disciples are polite!"
A middle-aged woman and Wen Yinyue floated over, wearing a dark green Luo shirt, silver boots, and a long sword hanging from her waist. She looked at Master Zhuzhao gently.
Master Zhuzhao looked at it, then turned to glance at Li Muchan.
Li Muchan stepped forward and said, "Disciple Zhan Ran has met my great uncle."
"Oh, you are Zhan Ran, okay, good boy, no need to be polite." The middle-aged woman raised her hand and looked at him with a kind smile.
Li Muchan raised his head and glanced at her. This great-uncle of the Chinese Master had a beautiful face and must have been a great beauty at his age.
Especially a pair of red phoenix eyes, clear and soft, like a hot spring, with a kind smile on his face, and an inexplicable warm atmosphere exuding from his whole body, which makes people feel like they are bathed in the spring breeze.
"Uncle, my disciple is incompetent, so I'm disturbing your purification." Master Zhuzhao took her arm, asked her to sit in the main seat, and said with a sweet smile: "We want to assassinate Nie Wangqiu, so we can only ask for your help, uncle."
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Uncle Hua raised his eyebrows lightly: "Nie Wangqiu? Is he that little guy from the Changbai Sword Sect?"
"Exactly." Master Zhuzhao nodded vigorously and said bitterly: "He actually assassinated Zhan Ran and the others. This time Wang Shaoxia sacrificed his life to stop him and prevented him from succeeding!"
"This shouldn't be the case. Xiao Nie did something wrong." Uncle Hua shook his head.
As the head of the sect, he actually attacked a junior disciple. This is not only out of style, but also breaks the rules. If you continue like this, you will kill my junior disciples, and I will kill your junior disciples. Killing back and forth, in the end, both sides will lose.
The sect withered and was eventually replaced by others.
There are not only seven martial arts sects in the martial arts world. There are many sects that are eying behind them and want to replace them. I wish they would fight together and both sides would suffer.
Although no one mentioned this established rule, everyone followed it unanimously. Unexpectedly, Nie Wangqiu broke this rule, so naturally he couldn't let it go.
"We are going to kill him this time as a warning to everyone in the world not to break the rules!" Master Zhu Zhao said with a snort.
Uncle Hua nodded: "Yeah, okay."
Master Zhuzhao said: "Uncle, I, Yin Yue, and Zhan Ran, Pavilion Master Yang will also bring two seniors. The seven of us will go to Changbai Jianfeng once."
"Well, you make the arrangements, I just take action." Uncle Hua nodded.
Master Zhuzhao laughed: "It all depends on our uncle. Without his support, we wouldn't dare to go to Changbai Jianfeng."
Uncle Hua shook his head: "There are many masters in Changbai Sword Peak. They can get away with just one blow. If they are really surrounded and beaten, they will not be able to escape unscathed."
"Yes." Master Zhuzhao nodded.
"When will we set off?" Uncle Hua asked.
"How about tomorrow morning?" Master Zhuzhao asked.
Li Muchan said: "Master, the sooner the better. If he has a secret method to heal his injuries, we will be late and in vain."
"Well, Zhan Ran is right." Uncle Hua nodded.
Master Zhu Zhao said with a smile: "This brat wants to fight for the command and give orders to us all."
"Oh——?" Uncle Hua glanced at Li Muchan with a smile and said, "Why is this?"
Master Zhuzhao said: "He has been practicing Buddhist Zen Kungfu since he was a child. He has developed some magical powers and can find Nie Wangqiu's hiding place. He guessed what you were wearing before my uncle came."
"Did you guess it right?" Uncle Hua asked.
"Yes." Master Zhuteru nodded with a smile.
"What do you think Pavilion Master Yang?" Uncle Hua saw that Master Zhu Zhao was willing to agree.
Yang Chong chuckled: "Master Zhanran is indeed amazing in his magical powers. I admire him...as long as Master doesn't object, I will support you."
Master Zhuzhao glanced at Li Muchan sideways: "Okay, since he wants to make plans, let him take charge. The worst is to let him take the back seat."
Li Muchan didn't expect that his master would really agree. After all, this assassination was not a trivial matter. If something went wrong, he would really fall into the hands of the Changbai Sword Sect, and he would die.
Uncle Hua smiled and asked: "Zhanran, when do you want to set off?"
Li Muchan pondered for a moment and said: "Uncle Master, let's go in the evening and leave after dinner. We can almost reach Changbai Jianfeng in three days and three nights."
"Okay." Uncle Hua nodded and said, "Zhu Zhao, just listen to Zhan Ran."
"Yes." Master Zhuzhao responded.
Uncle Hua turned around and left, about to make preparations, when Yang Zhong said: "Where's that kid Xiaoyao? I'll go take a look!"
He Fengxia stood up: "Master, follow me."
Yang Zhong said: "Master Tai, I'll go see this kid first."
Master Zhuzhao nodded, watched them leave, turned around and glared at Li Muchan: "You brat, you are so brave!"
Li Muchan touched his nose: "Master, am I too reckless?"
"You still know how to be reckless?!" Zhuzhao Master Tai hummed, turned around and said: "Yinyue, you go and prepare the elixirs, we might be injured, so bring more elixirs."
"Yes." Wen Yinyue glanced at Li Muchan, stood up and left.
When there were only two people left in the hall, Master Zhuzhao said: "Zhanran, tell me the truth, what is going on with your magical powers?"
Li Muchan hesitated for a moment, shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "Master, it's nothing, it's just the Buddhist clairvoyance."
He really didn't want to say it because it would cause endless trouble.
"Celestial Eyes?" Master Zhuzhao frowned and said, "Can you really cultivate the Celestial Eyes?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Yes, once you have practiced cultivation, you will naturally have magical powers. However, Master also understands that all kinds of magical powers are just heretics, so you don't need to take them too seriously."
Master Zhuzhao asked: "My supernatural power is a heretic, but it is very powerful...how far can you see?"
She is a Buddhist practitioner. Although she has never seen supernatural powers, she has heard them described in Buddhist scriptures and knows something about them.
"...About two miles." Li Muchan said. He didn't tell the truth. If he really told the truth, it would scare Master Zhuzhao.
"It's only two miles..." Master Zhuzhao shook his head.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "My cultivation is too shallow and I can only see two miles."
"Can you see clearly?" Master Zhu Zhao asked.
Li Muchan nodded: "Yes, you can see clearly if you want to, but it is very energy-consuming. After using it, it feels like a serious illness. It is similar to using the Daming King Sutra. I rarely use it."
He laid the groundwork as much as possible to explain that this magical power was not very powerful and was very costly, so he did not dare to use it lightly.
She pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised her head: "So, among the houses on Canghai Mountain, you can see whichever one you want to see?"
Li Muchan's heart sank and he secretly thought, "Master, where did you think of this? How could I use so much energy to do such boring things?!"
Master Zhuzhao looked at him with a half-smile.
Li Muchan looked straight, his gaze was magnanimous and clear, and said: "Master——!"
"Okay, let me guess!" Master Zhuzhao waved her little hand and chuckled: "If the clairvoyant was here to do this, he would have lost his supernatural powers long ago."
"Exactly." Li Muchan nodded quickly.
The two talked for a while and then went to the small courtyard where Wang Xiaoyao was.
As soon as I entered the yard and before I entered the house, I heard Yang Zhong yelling angrily: "Don't pretend to be dead, you brat. You are so brave. You are going against the grain!"
"Dad..." Yang Xingyun's gentle voice sounded.
Wang Xiaoyao coughed violently, and then there was a rush. He Fengxia and Yang Xingyun asked with concern. Yang Zhong muttered a few times and then died down. Li Muchan and Master Zhuzhao smiled and retreated.
In the evening, everyone had their meal and then quietly descended from Canghai Mountain. They used Qinggong to move quickly, sweeping across the ground like seven wisps of light smoke.
Li Muchan hid Li Yujiao and asked Xiaoyuan, Mei Ruolan and others to take her to play together.
The sun sets in the west, and the rays of rays illuminate everything.
Li Muchan led the way. He walked in a straight line, crossing mountains, rivers, and trees, just like a bird flying across, taking the shortest way.
Everyone's lightness skills were extremely high, and since they recognized him as the commander, they naturally no longer had any doubts and ran after him without saying a word.
Li Muchan pushed his Qinggong to the extreme, flashing light at an unparalleled speed. The six people behind him followed him with difficulty. When Yang Chong saw this, he knew that the previous journey to Canghai Mountain was a bit ridiculous.
They kept on stopping halfway, drinking water when they were thirsty, eating some solid food when they were hungry, taking elixirs when they were tired, and taking elixirs when their internal energy was exhausted, and kept on going as hard as they could.
They know that each of the seven sects has its own secret healing techniques or elixirs. Except for Canghaishan, which is a yin-yang creation technique, and the Medicine King Sutra of Landa Temple, the other five sects all have elixirs.
With the help of the elixir, Nie Wangqiu's injury may heal quickly. They need to arrive before he recovers from his injury, otherwise their trip will be in vain.