In the bright sunshine of the morning, a luxurious and spacious carriage walked slowly on the official road.
The carriage was luxuriously decorated, with a low couch at the front and back. Li Muchan was lying on the couch in front, and Wen Yinyue and Master Zhuzhao were sitting on the couch in the back.
Li Muchan was lying in the carriage, drowsy, half asleep, wrapped in the faint fragrance, very comfortable, and wished he could continue like this.
Master Zhuzhao was leaning against the carriage wall, looking at Li Muchan, shaking his head and sighing: "This brat..."
"Thanks to junior brother this time." Wen Yinyue sat cross-legged with a book in her hand.
"Well, without him, we wouldn't dare to break into Wufeng Mountain." Zhuzhao Shitai smiled and shook his head: "He is so courageous!"
Wen Yinyue said: "Master, what will happen next to the Changbai Sword Sect?"
"What will happen?" Master Zhuzhao laughed and said proudly: "Just be shy. At this time, they are most afraid of someone taking the opportunity to provoke!...Yinyue, what would you do if you encountered such a situation?"
Wen Yinyue pondered for a moment: "If it were me, I would strike first and establish my authority to intimidate the heroes. Otherwise, everyone will push me down."
Master Zhuzhao smiled and said: "Aren't you afraid that someone will take the opportunity to cause trouble? Or that several factions will unite to cause trouble?"
Wen Yinyue smiled and shook her head: "They really want to make trouble, but being a coward only increases their arrogance and makes them more and more ready to act. With the power of thunder, it makes them have scruples."
"Well, that's right, that makes sense!" Master Zhuzhao nodded and said with a smile, "Yinyue, you are acting more smoothly now, and I can be lazy."
Wen Yinyue said: "Master, you are at a good time, but it is still early to abdicate!"
Zhuzhao Shitai shook his head: "I don't want to be the leader! ... I'm busy all day long, busy with a lot of things, and can't do my own thing. It's annoying!"
Wen Yinyue said: "This disciple is not mature enough to take on a big responsibility. Master cannot be lazy."
Master Zhuzhao said with a smile: "You are almost done with experience and training, and with the help of this brat like Zhan Ran, I can rest assured that I can relieve myself of the hard work of being the head!"
Wen Yinyue shook her head, pondered for a moment, and said: "Master, why don't you pass the position of head to your junior brother?"
"Hmm -?" Master Zhuzhao's eyes widened and his eyebrows furrowed: "Yinyue, what are you talking about!"
"Master, my junior brother is far-reaching in his intellect, knows every plan, and is thorough in his actions. He is a hundred times better than me. His martial arts skills are also stronger. He is more suitable to be the leader than me!" Wen Yinyue said.
Master Zhuzhao frowned and said, "Why did you think of this?"
Wen Yinyue showed a smile: "Master, I, like you, don't want to take on this burden. It's too heavy and I can't bear it."
"Little girl, do you really mean this, or are you just a brat?" Master Zhu Zhao scolded with a smile.
Wen Yinyue said: "This is my disciple's sincere words. I also want to be at ease. It's really not interesting to be the leader."
"Oh..., silly girl!" Master Zhuzhao shook his head and glanced at the sleeping Li Muchan.
Master Zhuzhao shook his head and sighed: "The leader of our Canghai Sword Sect can only be a woman. Zhan Ran cannot take over as the leader."
"Why?" Wen Yinyue asked puzzledly.
Master Zhuzhao sighed: "This is a sect rule, there is no reason."
Wen Yinyue said: "Junior brother, he is a genius. It would be a great loss not to be the leader!"
Master Zhuzhao smiled and said, "If he doesn't become the leader, it will be the same if he helps you."
"I feel so wronged, junior brother." Wen Yinyue shook her head.
Master Zhuzhao smiled and said, "Then just marry him!"
"Master——Father——!" Wen Yinyue was squeamish, shaking her head and saying: "Junior brother is a monk and has forbidden customs, how can he marry a wife!"
Master Zhuzhao laughed, shook his head and said: "Yinyue, it seems that you are still very young. Our Canghai Mountain is a self-contained entity. As long as we get married on the mountain, who outsider will know, and who knows, who will have no time to run up the mountain?"
Come?"
Wen Yinyue blushed with embarrassment and shook her head silently.
Master Zhuzhao shook his head and sighed: "It seems that falling flowers are intentional and flowing water is ruthless. Zhanran's lovesickness is in vain! What a pity!"
"Master, don't talk nonsense!" Wen Yinyue blushed even more.
Master Zhuzhao sighed: "This brat is a flowery monk, and he has provoked many girls, like Miss Li who is now on our mountain."
"Miss Li should not be involved in personal affairs between men and women." Wen Yinyue said hurriedly.
"Humph, you believe this too!" Master Zhu Zhao shook his head.
Wen Yinyue lowered her head and said, "Junior brother..."
Master Zhuzhao shook his head: "You are the only one who can control him. As the saying goes, one thing will bring down another, I think Ruolan, Qingyun and the others can't control him at all!"
Wen Yinyue just shook her head and said nothing.
Master Zhuzhao sighed: "However, this is what you and I wish to do. If you really don't like him, I won't bother you anymore."
Wen Yinyue raised her head and looked at her, her face flushed with embarrassment.
"Okay, okay, I won't force it anymore." Master Zhu Zhao waved her hand.
Wen Yinyue sighed and quickly glanced at the sleeping Li Muchan, her bright eyes flickering a few times.
The two thought that Li Muchan was asleep, breathing long and slow, motionless, and completely asleep, but they didn't know that he had already woken up.
After listening to the conversation between the two, he sighed secretly.
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The luxurious and spacious carriage was not moving very fast. At noon, the carriage stopped and rested next to a desolate forest to let the horses eat some food and drink some water.
In today's Dayan Dynasty, horses are more precious than people. People can live without food or drink for a whole day, but horses cannot. They are cared for more carefully than people.
When the carriage stopped, Li Muchan seemed to have woken up, got up, looked around, and met the concerned eyes of the two women.
"Master? Senior sister?" Li Muchan looked around.
Master Zhuzhao gave him a blank look and said angrily: "You brat, what are you looking at? You are in a carriage!"
Li Muchan said: "Are we leaving Changbai Jianfeng?"
"Well, you've been out a long time ago!" Master Zhu Zhao said with a smile: "You sleep like a pig. We have traveled more than a hundred miles."
Li Muchan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good!"
"How is your recovery now?" Master Zhuteru asked.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "No problem, the dragon is strong and the tiger is fierce, and he is another good man!"
He pretended not to have heard the conversation between the two of them, and he had fallen asleep again just now. He had fallen into a very deep sleep. When he woke up, he was so confused that time and space didn't match up.
Master Zhuzhao looked him over and said, "It's not even close. It seems like I have to go back to sleep."
Li Muchan's eyes were still dull, his energy was low, and he was listless. He was like an eggplant beaten by frost. He obviously had not recovered. The loss this time was really too great.
"Oh..., just come out." Li Muchan lay down again, looked up to the sky and sighed: "The previous scene was like a dream. Did I really kill Nie Wangqiu?"
"What do you think?" Master Zhu Zhao said with a smile, "Unless you lied before!"
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Forgot to take out his sword!"
"Okay, since you said you killed me, no one will believe you." Master Zhuzhao waved his hand and said, "Tell us what the situation is."
Li Muchan nodded, stood up, leaned against the car wall, and slowly recounted the previous situation, speaking in a leisurely manner, but the two women were very nervous.
This was only a matter of time, but Li Muchan spent a cup of tea to describe clearly the situation in the tunnel and the stone chamber.
"It's really a mystery. Fortunately, the Changbai Sword Sect has those rules, otherwise, you really wouldn't be able to get it!" Master Zhuzhao sighed.
Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "It's God's will. It's God who wants to destroy him."
Master Zhu Zhao said with a smile: "So, the legend is true. The forbidden area of Wufeng Mountain is indeed related to the martial arts of Changbai Sword Sect."
Li Muchan nodded: "The person who carved the secret book has extremely deep inner strength and good fingering power."
The stone wall was extremely hard, and if he hadn't practiced Dragon Slaying Hands, he wouldn't have been able to erase the writing.
"I don't know which master it is, but did you see what was engraved on it?" Master Zhu Zhao asked.
Li Muchan laughed, a little embarrassed and said, "Master, I remember what is engraved on it, not smooth it out or destroy it."
"Oh——?" Master Zhu Zhao chuckled and pointed at him: "You brat, you are really full of bad ideas!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Since we are enemies, we naturally have to suppress them."
Master Zhuzhao shook his head and said with a smile: "This move of yours is a sure-fire plan! ... Although the Changbai Sword Sect's martial arts will not be lost, its decline is bound to happen!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Senior sister, do you have any pen and ink?"
Wen Yinyue dodged her eyes, not daring to look at him. She turned around to find pen and ink and sharpened the inkstone herself.
"Zhanran, what are you going to do?" Master Zhuzhao asked.
Li Muchan said: "Master, I will write what is carved on the wall. There are a total of eighteen sword techniques."
"Are you really willing to take it out?" Master Zhuzhao tilted his head and looked at him, smiling: "This is your capture, it doesn't matter even if you don't take it out."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I practice alone, it's better to practice all over the world."
"Alas... you stinky boy..." Master Zhuzhao shook his head, feeling moved in his heart that Zhan Ran really had no selfish motives towards Canghai Mountain, which was extremely rare.
"Okay." Wen Yinyue put down the inkstone and moved the low table in front of Li Muchan.
Li Muchan reluctantly sat up. After moving a few times, he was out of breath. Master Zhuzhao hurriedly came over to help him: "Slow down, you are the weakest now."
Li Muchan sat up straight, picked up the brush and pondered for a moment, then slowly drew a picture on a piece of paper, which showed a little man making gestures with a sword, and then wrote a few words next to it.
After writing one page, I picked it up and handed it to Master Zhuzhao. Then I continued writing, writing eighteen pieces in one breath. I slowly put down the pen and took a long breath. There were beads of sweat on my forehead.
Wen Yinyue suddenly took out the snowkerchief from her sleeve and wiped his forehead. The fragrance was faint. Li Muchan turned to smile at her, and Wen Yinyue hurriedly turned her head.
"Okay, Zhanran, these eighteen styles of swordsmanship really have the shadow of Feixian swordsmanship!" Master Zhuzhao Taiyi looked at the eighteen pieces of paper one by one and said with a smile: "It seems that Feixian swordsmanship is a reborn one."
This is the sword technique!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "These eighteen sword techniques are somewhat more profound than the Feixian sword technique."
Master Zhuzhao nodded: "Yes, it is indeed much more profound. The fact that Changbai Sword Sect can still stand today is due to this set of swordsmanship."
She smiled and said: "Zhanran, this is a great achievement, what do you want?"
Li Muchan shook his head: "Disciples only want our Canghai Mountain to be strong enough to protect every disciple of Canghai Mountain in safety, and no one dares to mess with us."
"You are more ambitious than me!" Master Zhu Zhao laughed.
She handed the eighteen pieces of plain paper to Wen Yinyue: "Yinyue, take a look at it, remember it and burn it."
Wen Yinyue took it, lowered her head and flipped through it slowly, one after another, quickly reading it once, and then starting from the beginning and reading it a second time, one after another, taking her time.
After reading it for the second time, she closed her eyes for a moment, then held eighteen pieces of plain paper between her palms, flicked it, and it immediately turned into powder.
Master Zhu Zhao said: "Fortunately, Nie Wangqiu was killed early. Otherwise, when he fully understood this sword technique, we would really have to surrender!"
Wen Yinyue frowned: "Master, this sword technique is a bit mysterious. Is it true? Is there really a flying sword?"
Master Zhu Zhao said with a smile: "I would rather believe that it exists than believe that it does not exist!"
Wen Yinyue shook her head: "If someone really practices swordsmanship like this, it is impossible for him to remain unknown. Even Nangong Sidao cannot reach this level!"
Master Zhu Zhao said with a smile: "It may be difficult to practice, such as the dragon slaying hand, the indestructible magical power of the Vajra, the King of Ming Dynasty Sutra,... Nie Wangqiu's Feixian Sword Technique is just a matter of understanding the previous ten moves.
It’s already so powerful.”
Li Muchan hurriedly said: "Master, I am ashamed of myself, these are all just a fluke!"
Master Zhuzhao shook his head and said with a smile: "It's a fluke to achieve one, two is a fluke, and three is still a fluke?"
Li Muchan nodded: "It is indeed a fluke."
Master Zhuzhao said: "Then you might as well take a chance this time and try to master these eighteen sword techniques!"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The swordsmanship behind this is indeed too mysterious. Killing people with the Flying Sword is so miraculous and terrifying that no one has mastered it since ancient times, right?"
"There are swordsmen like this in legends," Master Zhuzhao said.
Li Muchan smiled bitterly: "Master, that is a legend, a fairy tale."
Master Zhuzhao gave him a blank look: "There is no reason for this to come out of nowhere. There is always something to it. Stop talking nonsense and help me understand it quickly and practice it!"
"Yes, Master..." Li Muchan nodded helplessly.
Master Zhuzhao said: "Let's study together and see. Three people are faster than one!"
"Exactly." Li Muchan nodded quickly. As the saying goes, three cobblers are worth one Zhuge Liang, which shows the importance of brainstorming.
Although his brain is powerful and far superior to that of ordinary people, it has its limitations after all and cannot be perfect. He has his own advantages by understanding with others.