Master Zhuzhao shook his head and sighed: "When you live in this world, you can't do whatever you want. There are always things that are not under your control. This girl Yinyue also has you in her heart, but it's a pity that she can't let go of Canghaishan."
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and nodded: "Yes, Canghai Mountain is more important than me. Senior Sister made the right choice."
"Yinyue is capable and intelligent, and can handle things more easily than me. She is the best candidate to be the leader. With her as the leader, Canghai Mountain is expected to be revitalized," Master Zhuzhao said.
Li Muchan said: "Not bad."
Master Zhu Zhao stared at him with almond-shaped eyes: "You brat, what do you want to do?"
Li Muchan shook his head: "There is no room for force in love, and I will not force senior sister."
Master Zhuzhao smiled slightly: "Buddhism has a sword of wisdom to cut the thread of love. You have deep meditation skills and wonderful Buddhist teachings. You have such great wisdom."
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Master, don't worry."
"Well, I'm afraid that your love will turn into hatred." Master Zhu Zhao sighed.
Li Muchan shook his head: "That's not the case."
"That's good, you go ahead." Master Zhu Zhao nodded slowly.
Li Muchan titheed, turned and left the pine forest, returned to his small courtyard, suppressing the slight pain in his heart, and began to practice the sword-making style.
This sword-making style was fierce and domineering, and now there was anger and murderous intention lurking in his heart, which just fueled the sword intention, and the sword energy surged from his body, filling the entire courtyard.
The next day, when Zhong Bixuan came to his small courtyard and was about to step forward and knock on the door, his hair suddenly stood up, his heart became cold, and he couldn't help but take a step back.
Her delicate body wrapped in an emerald green gown tensed up. She pressed her sword and looked around, trying to find the source of the danger, but found nothing strange. She shouted in a deep voice: "I see you, come out quickly!"
But there was no movement. She turned her eyes attentively, her eyes were like lightning, but she still didn't notice anything strange. Just here, the coldness suddenly disappeared, as if everything was an illusion.
She frowned strangely, and a gentle voice suddenly came to her ears: "Senior Sister Zhong, please come in."
Zhong Bixuan pressed the hilt of his sword and pushed open the door to enter the courtyard. Li Muchan was standing in the courtyard, looking over with a gloomy expression, but Zhong Bixuan felt a chill.
"Junior brother Zhanran, what's wrong with you?" she asked in surprise.
Li Muchan has always been calm and composed, with restrained and full energy. I have never seen him so haggard, as if he has aged several years.
Li Muchan shook his head: "It's okay. I'm a little tired after practicing all night. Senior sister, do you want to go down the mountain together?"
"Yes." Zhong Bixuan nodded hurriedly and stepped forward with a flattering smile: "Junior brother Zhanran, your words are helpful, just tell my master."
Li Muchan smiled and stretched out his hands, came to the small pavilion and sat down.
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Zhong Bixuan followed him and said with a smile: "Master doesn't listen to anyone. Junior brother, your words are the most effective. Please help me beg for mercy."
Li Muchan picked up the teapot, held it with both hands, and asked with a smile: "Why do you want to go down the mountain, senior sister?"
"Hmph, that little thief named Lin must be killed by me!" Zhong Bixuan gritted his teeth and groaned bitterly.
"Avenging Senior Sister Xu?" Li Muchan asked.
Zhong Bixuan nodded vigorously: "Senior Sister Xu, a pure and pure person, is being teased and insulted like this. If I don't kill this Lin, I won't be able to sleep well!"
Li Muchan pondered for a moment and looked at her. At this time, the teacup gurgled, white air came out, and the fragrance of tea wafted out.
He poured two cups, pushed one to her, took a sip from one himself, and slowly put down the tea cup: "Senior sister, my uncle will not agree."
"Others say it won't work, but you say it will work!" Zhong Bixuan said hurriedly.
Li Muchan shook his head: "I have seen Lin's swordsmanship before, and Senior Sister Xu is no match for me. Senior Sister, do you think it's possible?"
Zhong Bixuan hummed: "Isn't there still you, junior brother?"
Li Muchan shook his head: "There are four guards around him, all of whom are comparable to Senior Sister."
"What should we do?" Zhong Bixuan tilted his head and thought for a while, then said: "Then let's plot against him? Or how about I use a honey trap? This guy named Lin is a pervert!"
Li Muchan laughed: "Senior sister, let's wait a little longer. After I figure out the truth, we will send out multiple masters to directly annihilate them all!"
Zhong Bixuan stood up abruptly: "Junior brother, you are so unhappy!"
Li Muchan was unmoved, shook his head and said with a smile: "Uncle, I have an idea, it's useless even if I talk about it in garish ways!"
"You should tell me about it!" Zhong Bixuan said coquettishly.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "I won't ask for trouble!"
"Okay, Junior Brother Zhanran, I remember, don't beg me again!" Zhong Bixuan stomped her feet, turned around and ran out in a gust of wind.
Li Muchan watched her leave with a smile, his depressed mood relieved a bit.
He changed into a mink coat and a mink hat. He was all white and carried a long knife at his waist. He had a rough and heroic temperament, and he looked like a wealthy man in the world.
He walked out of the small courtyard and walked slowly to Wuji Hall. Along the way, all the disciples greeted him and looked at him in surprise.
His appearance remained the same, but his demeanor was completely different, as if he was a different person.
Li Muchan came to Wuji Hall, and there were only two people in the hall - Master Zhu Zhao and Wen Yinyue.
Wen Yinyue's face returned to bright white, and the gray had faded away. Li Muchan breathed a sigh of relief. Although the relationship was over, the friendship between seniors and sisters was still there. Seeing her recovery, he was inexplicably happy.
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"Master, Senior Sister." Li Muchan sat down cross-legged in his fur robe, took off his mink hat, and revealed his bald head.
Master Zhuzhao looked at him, pursed her lips and chuckled: "Zhanran, I really can't recognize you in this way of dressing up... Well, your eyebrows should be thicker and you should have a longer beard."
Li Muchan smiled and said, "That's exactly what I meant."
Master Zhuzhao smiled and said, "It's rare that you can change your temperament so vividly, that's good!"
Li Muchan looked at Wen Yinyue: "Sister, if you want to explore the truth, just tell me."
Wen Yinyue nodded with a cold expression: "Sanxiao Hall is divided into four altars, east, west, north and south. Each altar has an altar master and two altar masters on the left and right, all of whom are masters."
She continued: "The murderers who killed Junior Sister An were from Nantan. They expected that someone from us would come over and secretly set up a trap. Junior Sister Xu and I saw that the opportunity was not good and ran away. Unexpectedly, we were still caught up. The two
Even after our great uncle laid down his life, we were still stopped."
"Where are the two great uncles?" Li Muchan frowned.
Wen Yinyue shook her head: "I don't know either."
Master Zhuzhao said: "It doesn't matter to the two uncles, they both have life-saving skills."
Li Muchan nodded slowly: "Sister, Lin Ping is Lin Yu's son. Are the four people around him from Nantan or from the Lin family?"
"They call Young Master Lin Ping, he should be from the Lin family." Wen Yinyue said.
"The Lin family..." Li Muchan pondered.
Wen Yinyue said: "The Lin family is very powerful, so it's best not to touch them."
Li Muchan shook his head: "This Lin Ping must be killed."
Wen Yinyue looked at him, then turned to look at Master Zhuzhao, who nodded: "No matter what, this Lin Ping is going to be killed. People who insult us in Canghaishan like this will never be allowed to live!"
"Once Lin Ping is killed, Sanxiaotang and the Lin family will never rest." Wen Yinyue said calmly.
Li Muchan smiled: "Senior sister, both Sanxiaotang and the Lin family are powerful, but if the strong dragon cannot suppress the local snake, Dayan will not be able to gain favor when it comes!"
Wen Yinyue said calmly: "What if they don't break into Canghai Mountain and only assassinate our disciples?"
"Well, you have to be on guard against this!" Master Zhuzhao frowned.
Li Muchan said: "Then seal the mountain."
"Nonsense, sealing the mountain is of great importance, how can it be a child's play?!" Master Zhuzhao gave him a blank look.
Li Muchan said: "We have obtained the Flying Immortal Sword Sutra. It's time for everyone to practice it carefully, and then integrate the Sword Sutra into the Nine Swords of the Canghai. Naturally, we can reach a higher level... If we don't fly, we will soar into the sky. By then, we will be able to reach the top of the Canghai Mountain.
Enough to be proud of the world."
Master Zhuzhao pondered and shook his head: "Closing the mountain means cutting off all activities in the martial arts world and not having contact with the outside world. You will soon be isolated by other sects, with serious consequences."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Master is overly worried. At least Penglai Pavilion and Shengxue Peak are on good terms with us. The seven major sects and Landuo Temple are neutral. The Changbai Sword Sect has declined. If we are on good terms with these two sects again, what do we have to fear?"
Master Zhuzhao thought for a while and hesitated: "This matter is too important. We need to discuss it with the elders in the sect and cannot make a sudden decision."
"Yes, master, let's think about it carefully. I'll go first." Li Muchan nodded.
Li Muchan was about to stand up when he stopped and turned to look over with a smile: "Sister, what are your orders?"
Wen Yinyue felt a little sad when she saw his polite smile, but she said calmly: "These four people practice horizontal kung fu and have combined attack skills."
Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "Okay, I understand. Thank you, senior sister, for reminding me."
Wen Yinyue lowered her eyes slightly.
Li Muchan stood up, put the long knife across his waist, laughed and said, "Master, then I'll set off."
His smile was heroic and generous, soaring to the sky, full of heroic demeanor.
"Wait a minute." Master Zhuzhao waved his hand, turned around and said with a smile: "Yinyue, go to the inner treasury and get a good blue water knife."
"Yes." Wen Yinyue stood up and left.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Then I would like to thank Master."
Master Zhuzhao smiled and asked, "The Bishui Sword is a precious sword. Do you know how to use it?"
Li Muchan shook his head: "I really haven't learned sword skills."
Zhuzhao Master Tai said: "Forget it, I'll go look for it and get a set of sword techniques for you."
She turned around and floated away, leaving him alone in the hall.
He sighed and looked at the statue of the jade girl. It was lifelike, her eyes were full of spiritual energy, and she seemed to have turned into a real person, unable to speak.
The figure suddenly flashed, and Wen Yinyue appeared, holding a long knife in his hand. The scabbard was silver-gray, and there was nothing unusual about it.
"Junior brother, this is the blue water knife." She handed it over with both hands.
Li Muchan took it, held the handle of the knife and twitched it gently, "Zheng..." Amid Qingyue's soft cry, a flash of knife light flashed like flowing water.
He held a long sword in his hand, which was filled with cold air. The blade was clear and filled like clear water. When it trembled slightly, it was like ripples on the surface of the water, bright and agile.