When Master Zhuzhao floated over, she saw Li Muchan and Chiying turning into a line of smoke and arriving at the foot of the mountain. She gritted her teeth and stamped her feet.
There were many disciples standing on the roofs of the small courtyards on both sides. They were awakened from the excitement and were secretly speechless. They had heard that Senior Brother Zhanran had a BMW that was as fast as lightning and came and went like the wind. Now that I saw it with my own eyes, it was really powerful.
"Hurry up and go back to sleep, you are so energetic outside!" Master Zhuzhao Taijiao scolded her, her almond-shaped eyes turning like lightning flashing across her face.
Everyone stuck out their tongues, quietly floated down the roof, and went back to their houses. They inevitably talked about it. Senior Brother Zhanran was always calm and calm, but his expression remained unchanged even when Mount Tai collapsed. Why was he in such a hurry this time? Could it be that something big had happened?
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They vaguely felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't guess it. Some of them guessed that it was related to the senior sister and the others, but after all, there was no news at all. They were just random guesses, and they didn't take it seriously.
Master Zhuzhao frowned and thought deeply. He wanted to invite the masters from Cuifeng Pavilion and Yanwu Hall, but although their martial arts were high, they did not have Zhanran's magical power. It would be useless to go down the mountain. He didn't know where to find people.
Shaking her head, she sighed secretly, feeling heavy in her heart. Zhan Ran would also panic, and even though he was a man of many tricks, he didn't expect this at this moment.
Thinking of this, she became anxious again, and her heart was burning with anxiety.
Li Muchan was riding on the back of Chi Ying. Everything in front of him was rapidly moving backwards and became blurry. The strong wind hit his face like a knife. He didn't care at all and was extremely anxious.
From time to time, there was an eagle chirping in the sky, and it was two eagles that showed him the way. Red Shadow's wisdom was already enlightened, and Li Muchan didn't need to say anything, it naturally followed the sound.
It does not follow the official road, but walks in a straight line. When it comes to the woods, it shuttles like a fish. When it comes to the mountains, it climbs over the mountains as if it were on the flat ground. When it comes to the water, it walks directly through it. Its speed is faster than the extremely light gong.
Li Muchan continuously mobilized his internal energy to give it a helping hand. It became even more powerful and faster. In just half an hour, it had already covered a hundred miles. The speed was astonishing.
He was extremely anxious, thinking of the murder of the lively senior sister and the quiet senior sister Xu, which made his heart twist, unable to control himself, and turned into raging rage.
His concentration was still there, and he quickly took a few deep breaths to regain his clarity. He closed his eyes and opened the Eye of the Void to intuitively detect the direction.
The hawk's chirping suddenly became more urgent. Li Muchan was refreshed and patted the red shadow. The red shadow accelerated its movement again and turned into a shadow.
Two female figures appeared in the Eye of the Void.
Four men stood with their arms folded. Some frowned, some shook their heads and smiled bitterly, and some were inexplicably excited. The four men were ten feet away from each other, forming a square.
A handsome young man in the middle swung his sword to attack Xu Jingying.
Xu Jingying carried Wen Yinyue on her back, pursed her lips and looked at him lightly, panting and swinging her sword.
Her green shirt was torn in several places, revealing white and greasy skin on her legs, shoulders, and chest. She was dripping with sweat, and her sword swing was weak. After two moves, her shoulder and shirt were pierced again.
The sword only tore through her clothes and did not damage her skin. The handsome young man stared at her skin with a smile.
Xu Jingying frowned, her expression still indifferent, and she glanced disdainfully at the handsome young man.
"Okay, it really tastes good, I like it!" The handsome young man touched his chin and smiled.
Li Muchan's fire shot up into the sky, and his murderous intent boiled like lava. Senior Sister Xu, who was as elegant as a chrysanthemum, was teased like this!
Senior Sister Xu Jingying has always been cold and cold. Different from Senior Sister Wen's coldness, she is aloof and distant from worldly things and indifferent to life. In the eyes of the disciples of Canghai Mountain, her status is second only to Senior Sister Wen Yinyue.
Now, the senior sister who was regarded as a goddess was actually being teased like this. The disciples of Canghai Mountain knew that they would fight even if they died.
He frowned and breathed a sigh of relief. Wen Yin Yue Zhen lowered his head on Xu Jingying's shoulders. His mask was covered with gray and he was unconscious. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
But as long as there is no external injury and the Good Fortune Pill is there, it can always hang on to life. Looking at it like this, it seems that it has been poisoned, and there is always some hope of life.
It only took Chi Ying a few breaths to travel several miles, and Li Muchan used the Lantern Technique on horseback, but it was a pity that he could not use the Ming Dynasty King Sutra.
He shouted loudly: "Senior Sister Xu——!"
The roar was like thunder, resounding throughout the sky and echoing in all directions.
Xu Jingying perked up and recognized Li Muchan's voice. The light of her sword suddenly rose. Unexpectedly, the handsome young man could only take a step back.
Li Muchan pressed the back of the red shadow, and with the help of its momentum and his Qinggong, he shot into the field like a powerful crossbow. With both hands pointing forward, the Canghai Divine Sword spurted out.
Several sword energies move in parallel, like ten pillars tied together, pointing straight ahead.
Two middle-aged men floated forward to meet them, but they were bumped into the sword energy. They realized something was wrong and quickly stepped back, but they were a step too late. Their shoulders were pierced, one on the left shoulder and the other on the right shoulder.
The other two men were on the opposite side. They didn't expect their companions to be so helpless. When they thought about it, Li Muchan was already at Xu Jingying's side, waving his hands and sword energy.
The handsome young man swung his sword like lightning, "ding ding ding ding..." with a series of clear sounds, and he kept retreating. Li Muchan's sword energy contained huge power. Although his sword skills were wonderful, his internal strength was not as good.
"Senior Sister Xu, please take Senior Sister and leave first!" Li Muchan pressed his hand on her waist.
Xu Jingying only felt a soft and tough force holding her up, passing more than ten feet away, and falling lightly onto the horse's back before the force dissipated.
Chi Ying hissed softly, turned around and walked away, turning into a shadow and disappearing into the night.
Li Muchan followed closely, and the five people chased after him, but were suppressed by Li Muchan's sword energy. After practicing the sword-making style of the Flying Immortal Sword Sutra, he lit up three stars. His internal energy became more and more pure, as heavy as lead and mercury, and contained huge power.
The five of them were all extremely skilled in swordsmanship, and their speed was extremely fast, like lightning. However, they could not get close. No matter how strong their swordsmanship was, they could not reach Li Muchan. They had no choice but to wave their swords to resist the sword energy.
The two injured people just now reminded them that this sword energy was by no means as gentle as a caress. They couldn't protect their bodies with their internal strength, so they could only block it with their swords.
Li Muchan used the Burning Lamp Technique, his internal energy burned fiercely, violently and tyrannically, and his Qinggong was a bit faster than usual, making him worthy of following behind Chi Ying.
When the five people saw this, they stopped helplessly.
Looking at the five of them, Li Muchan took a deep breath. He wished he could catch the five of them, torture them for seven days and nights, and die in agony, just to be able to relieve the hatred in his heart.
But he did not lose his sense, and his concentration suppressed the murderous intention boiling like lava. The life and death of the senior sister was more important. It was not easy for him to deal with these five people by himself. Even if he delayed the senior sister, it would be useless to kill them several times.
Li Muchan took a deep breath, got on his horse, sat behind Xu Jingying, stretched out his palms to press on Wen Yinyue's back, and examined his injuries. He felt that his inner strength was like sinking into a quagmire, heavy and hard.
He frowned, and with a light stroke of his index finger, he cut the strip of cloth and turned Wen Yinyue over. He pressed his left palm against her heart pulse, and the softness and elasticity spread directly to his palm.
His heart was like ice and snow, without thoughts. His inner energy slowly penetrated into his heart veins. He found that there was a group of strength protecting his heart veins, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Xu Jingying lay limply on the horse's back, her hair flowing, and she had dried her sweat in the blink of an eye.
She turned around and looked over: "How is senior sister?"
Li Muchan retracted his left palm: "Fortunately, I took the Good Fortune Pill in time! ...Who are they?!"
"Lin Ping, the Young Master of the South Altar of Sanxiao Hall!" Xu Jingying gritted her teeth.
Li Muchan said: "Lin Ping! Hey, I swear to kill this officer! ... Senior Sister Xu, how are you injured?"
Xu Jingying shook her head: "It doesn't matter to me, I just lost my strength...if the senior sister hadn't blocked it for me, I would have been the one lying down."
Li Muchan said: "Hidden weapon?"
Xu Jingying nodded: "Yes, this hidden weapon is very strange, invisible and colorless. I was ignorant and didn't realize it. It was the senior sister who blocked me after discovering it."
Li Muchan released a trace of his inner energy, formed a spiral shape, drilled through the swamp-like inner energy, walked around Wen Yinyue's body, then retracted his left palm and placed it on her right peak, holding it still.
Xu Jingying blushed, but didn't say much, knowing that he had found a hidden weapon.
Li Muchan slowly closed his palm, then turned it upward. A blue light flashed on his palm, but it was a blue-colored ox hair needle.
"What a poisonous hidden weapon!" Li Muchan snorted.
Xu Jingying sighed: "No wonder..."
She turned to look at Wen Yinyue in Li Muchan's arms: "How senior sister can discover this is really..."
The face that was originally as clear as jade was coated with a layer of gray, dull, and her dark eyebrows were lightly frowned, as if she felt pain. Li Muchan wished he could hold her in his arms and bear the pain for her.
Xu Jingying watched from the side. He suppressed his pity, handed Wen Yinyue to her, and dismounted. Although Chiying was strong, sitting with three people still slowed down his speed. He had to rush back to Canghai Mountain as soon as possible.
Chi Ying carried the two of them like nothing, with lightning speed, and arrived at Canghai Mountain in half an hour. Li Muchan followed closely behind him. His internal energy was surging, his blood and energy were surging all over his body, and his energy and energy were strong.
When they arrived at the foot of Canghai Mountain, Chi Ying walked up the steps in a hurry. Li Muchan stepped up the steps step by step, unable to perform Qinggong.
When he returned to Wuji Hall, the lights in the hall were brightly lit. Master Zhuzhao, Master Zhumei and Li Zhuyue were all there, as well as the other direct disciples.
Mei Ruolan, Gong Qingyun and Xiao Yuan were all in retreat and did not show up.
Master Zhuzhao sat cross-legged, with her palms on Wenyinyue's vest, and a foot of white air above her head condensed into a lotus flower, which lasted for a long time and had a majestic appearance.
The gray on Wen Yinyue's face has not faded, and there is a lotus made of white gas on the top of her head, but it is much darker, like a veil swaying, looming.
Master Zhumei had a sullen face, Li Zhuyue looked calm but frowned, Xu Jingying was sitting cross-legged in meditation, and the surrounding disciples were silent and staring at Wen Yinyue.
Hearing Li Muchan come in, Master Zhumei showed a smile and waved to sit next to her.
Li Muchan walked over and sat down gently, took a look at Wen Yinyue's condition, and shook his head.
Master Zhumei whispered: "Zhanran, it's a good thing you arrived early, otherwise it would be unthinkable!"
Li Muchan shook his head and said, "My martial arts skills are not good enough, so I can't express my bad breath for my senior sister."
He knew that any man would have to fight tooth and nail to face the situation just now, but he endured the temptation, turned around and left, a little too calm.