Leng Wushuang continued: "The most important thing about Apparition is speed, lightness, and agility. It requires extremely high levels of understanding. Whether you can practice it or not depends on your own understanding."
She thought for a while, got up, left the pavilion and entered the waterside pavilion. When she came back, she held a secret book in her hand and handed it to Li Muchan, saying, "Please think carefully for a few days and come and ask me if there is anything you don't understand."
Li Muchan took the secret book and read it directly. Just in case, he read it twice before returning it to Leng Wushuang. Leng Wushuang knew that he had the ability to have a photographic memory, so he took it and said: "This apparation
Shadows are short-distance changes, moving and changing within a square inch. The fleeting shadows you learned are suitable for long-distance attacks."
Li Muchan smiled and said, "That's true. This transformation is really exquisite."
Leng Wushuang said: "If you want to go into the Lin family to spy, learning how to change your body should be helpful."
"Thank you, Lake Master." Li Muchan nodded.
Leng Wushuang waved his hand: "Have you really decided to go to the Lin family?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Yes, don't worry, Lake Master. Once something goes wrong, I will retreat and won't show off."
"Well, I'm not worried about your ability to escape." Leng Wushuang showed a smile.
Li Muchan said: "Okay, I'll go to Lin's house after I've practiced my apparation."
Leng Wushuang pondered for a moment and said: "There is another skill that you can practice."
Li Muchan raised his head and looked over, Leng Wushuang said: "Dragon Snake Shen Qiang."
Without waiting for Li Muchan to ask, she continued: "This is the skill of concentrating and hiding the breath. When you go to the Lin family, you will inevitably have to sneak in. This skill must be learned."
Li Muchan nodded. He had learned some breath-holding skills before, but they were not top-notch. They all depended on his subtle control of internal energy. If there was someone better, he would naturally learn it.
Leng Wushuang spoke like pearls, and recited the secret formula word by word. It was a set of methods for operating internal energy. After hearing it, Li Muchan remembered it and then tried it out according to the formula.
His internal energy flowed along a unique route. After two rounds, his breathing became longer, thinner and quieter. His whole person seemed to be integrated with the surroundings, making it difficult for anyone to notice.
He is like a stone, a tree, or a pillar. When you pass by him, you often ignore it, and there are endless mysteries.
Leng Wushuang lowered his jaw and nodded slowly: "Yes, that's it."
Li Muchan has a strong spirit, and his control over internal energy is extremely subtle. It is much easier for him to practice internal energy mental methods than others. Mental methods that ordinary people find difficult to practice are easy for him.
Li Muchan said: "Lord of the Lake, I will go back and practice apparation first, and I will ask for advice later."
"Well, this time, do you want to go alone, or do you want to ask for help?" Leng Wushuang asked.
Li Muchan said: "I think I can escape quickly if I don't succeed."
Leng Wushuang thought for a while and nodded slowly: "That's fine."
Li Muchan said goodbye and left, floated out of the Falling Star Pavilion, landed on the lake, and then walked back to his waterside pavilion on the lake, and began to practice apparation.
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Qingyun Sword Sect is located in a large city in the west of Nanli. Qitian City is the most prosperous city in the west of Nanli, with a population of hundreds of thousands, and is well-known in Nanli.
More importantly, the Lin family, one of the two major families in Nanli, is located in Qitian City, and the guards of Qitian City are members of the Lin family.
As a result, the entire Qitian City almost belongs to the Lin family. Since Lin Zhennan became the guard of Qitian City, the Lin family's strength has grown by leaps and bounds.
The huge Qitian City has become the back garden of the Lin family, which has boosted the strength of the Lin family, as well as its prestige and ambition. No one in Qitian City can touch the Lin family in the slightest, and is truly a local emperor.
There are not only the Lin family in Qitian City, but also several gangs. The Qingyun Sword Sect is one of them. Although it is not strong, the leader of the Qingyun Sword Sect is also a member of the Lin family. His name is Lin Zhenchuan, who is the same generation as the city guard Lin Zhennan.
It's just a direct descendant, a concubine.
They are different, but they are from the same family after all and are connected by blood. The Qingyun Sword Sect has benefited from the glory and its strength has greatly increased. In addition, Lin Zhenchuan is also an extraordinary person. He has extremely strong martial arts and is steady in his actions. He is quite popular among his disciples. In the Lin family,
His status will rise accordingly, and he will be proud of himself.
Lin Zhenchuan is of medium height and ordinary appearance. At first glance, he looks like an ordinary middle-aged man, not the leader of nearly a thousand people.
He didn't have any intimidating aura, nor did he have a threatening look in his eyes. He looked at ordinary people who didn't know martial arts. That night, he and the two of them were drinking and eating in Zhuangyuan Building.
Qitian City was managed so hard by the Lin family that even though Lin Zhenchuan had an ordinary appearance and was easily ignored by others, he was carefully cared for in the Zhuangyuan Building.
The shopkeeper of the restaurant was a servant of the Lin family, so he was naturally very respectful and flattering to Lin Zhenchuan. The Qingyun Sword Sect that Lin Zhenchuan mastered was quite powerful.
Lin Zhenchuan sat in the middle, a seat near the window on the second floor, with a simple long sword on his right hand and eating food with chopsticks.
Next to them were two old men, one with white hair and a childish face, a ruddy face and full of energy, the other with black hair and few wrinkles on his face, only a pair of eyes that showed the vicissitudes of life and looked old.
The two people sat on either side of him, sandwiching him in the middle. The ordinary Lin Zhenchuan suddenly became a bit imposing, making people dare not underestimate him.
Lin Zhenchuan moved slowly and freely, slowly picked up a small radish, slowly brought it to his mouth, and slowly chewed it, making a crisp crunching sound.
He showed a satisfied smile. He was in a high position and was used to eating big fish and meat. His favorite was home-made pickled radish, which was crisp, clear and refreshing. Eating a piece of it can whet your appetite.
He squinted his eyes slightly to enjoy the crispness of the radish, and suddenly a loud laugh sounded in his ears.
"Haha, Qingyun Sword Sect, right? I'm here with Zhao Changsheng in Baiyun City!"
Lin Zhenchuan turned his head and looked over, frowning. Standing in front of him was a handsome young man, about 20 years old, with handsome eyebrows, bright eyes, and a heroic look between his brows.
"Zhao Changsheng?" Lin Zhenchuan turned to look to the side, and the two old men shook their heads.
Zhao Changsheng laughed and said: "I heard that the Qingyun Sword Sect's swordsmanship is superb and is the best in the martial arts world. I would like to ask you for advice!"
Lin Zhenchuan smiled and understood. This was another person who wanted to become famous. He was obviously trying to become famous by stepping on his own shoulders by challenging him directly.
He has always hated such people. They are completely opportunistic, stepping on others to climb up. If you have the strength, do something chivalrous and righteous, don't do such mess!
He waved his hand: "Sent away!"
"Yes, Master, please come back, I will leave this place to you." The old man with gray hair and childish face stood up and said in a deep voice: "I will deal with him and I will come back later."
"Well, let him live." Lin Zhenchuan nodded, put down his chopsticks and shook his head. He stood up and was about to leave, but Zhao Changsheng came to him.
Lin Zhenchuan's face darkened, and he felt awe-inspiring in his heart. He didn't expect this young man to have such powerful physical skills. If this was a sneak attack, he might be hit.
"Headmaster Lin is leaving?" Zhao Changsheng said with a smile.
He carried a long sword at his waist. It looked like an ordinary Qingfeng sword, which was far different from Lin Zhenchuan's.
But he was very impressive and said with a faint smile: "Is Master Lin afraid?"
Lin Zhenchuan shook his head: "I don't have time to fight with strangers. If everyone is like you, I will be exhausted. You can do whatever you want. If you have this time, you might as well do something serious!"
Zhao Changsheng smiled: "After all, Master Lin doesn't dare to fight with me!"
Lin Zhenchuan sneered a few times and said coldly: "Hey, even if it is true, I'm really afraid of you people. In order to become famous, you will do anything you can, but you always think of ways to please... Hehe, defeat
It is really easy for a famous person to become famous immediately!"
Zhao Changsheng smiled, shook his head and said: "I don't want to become famous, I just admire Qingyun's swordsmanship. Can't Master Lin make it happen?"
"I'm too lazy to talk to you, so get out of the way. I'll pretend I haven't seen you before." Lin Zhenchuan waved his hand and snorted impatiently.
Zhao Changsheng slowly pulled out his long sword and said calmly: "It seems like I can only take the initiative to ask for advice!"
"Hey, young man, our leader is kind-hearted and doesn't want to be on the same page with you. Why bother bothering you so much? Just go away quickly!" The old man with gray hair and boyish face stepped forward and stopped in front of Zhao Changsheng: "If you continue to pester me,
Don’t blame me for being heartless!”
Zhao Changsheng smiled and said: "Oh——? Could it be that you want to give me advice on behalf of Master Lin?"
The old man smiled, nodded and said: "Okay, I want to see what you have in mind. If you want to fight with the master, you must pass my level first!"
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After he said that, he directly drew the sword out of its sheath and raised the sword flatly: "Come on!"
Zhao Changsheng smiled and said: "That would be blasphemy, look at the sword!"
He raised his wrist and stabbed out a sword, drawing a sword flower and covering several large acupoints on the old man's chest. This sword was full of energy and energy, showing his great skill.
An expert will know if there is a sword as soon as he strikes. Seeing such a sword, Lin Zhenchuan frowned and turned to look at the other old man.
The old man also frowned and shook his head.
He saw that Zhao Changsheng's swordsmanship was extremely good. It would be difficult to execute this sword without the skill of fifty or sixty years, but this was a young man.
From this point of view, this young man's qualifications are extremely high. Although practicing martial arts requires hard work and hard work, qualifications are equally important.
Some people practice a set of martial arts for more than ten years, but it is not as good as someone who has practiced it for one year. The gap in qualifications is sometimes astonishing and disappointing.
Zhao Changsheng swung his sword several times, forcing the white-haired and childlike old man to keep retreating. He did not expect that his opponent was so young but had such superb swordsmanship, and for a moment he was unable to fight back.
Zhao Changsheng's swordsmanship is extremely wonderful. One sword is connected to the other in an endless chain, and it is like a snowball. Each sword is as strong as the other, as if the second sword is taking advantage of the remaining power of the first sword, and is superimposed continuously. It is extremely powerful.
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Later, his sword became faster and faster, and the sword became brighter and brighter. It was too bright to stare at, so he could only avoid its sharp edge and walk away. The old man could only retreat.
If Lin Zhenchuan didn't want to block the old man's retreat, he could only retreat or move to the side, but in this way, he would get closer to Zhao Changsheng.
He thought for a moment and took two steps to the left to avoid the old man.
The sword light flashed and the cold air rose sharply. The old man with white hair and childish face retreated again and again, and soon he retreated behind Lin Zhenchuan. He didn't want to retreat, but the sword light in front of him was so vast that he had nowhere to start, so he had no choice but to retreat.
When approaching Lin Zhenchuan, the sword light suddenly converged, and the sword light that filled the sky was condensed into a sword, as bright as the sun falling to the ground, and it stabbed towards Lin Zhenchuan.
"Humph!" He snorted coldly. The old man, with no wrinkles on his face and a look of age on his brows, suddenly flashed forward, blocked the sword light, and swung his sword out.
"Ding..." There was a crisp sound, and the two swords intersected.
The old man suddenly retreated, as if he had been hit by a huge piece of wood, and hit a table. The table fell apart with a "click" and he was lying on the broken wood.
Fortunately, there was no one at this table and there was no food. Although he was sitting on the broken wood, his clothes were not stained. He jumped up and rushed towards Zhao Changsheng again.
Zhao Changsheng laughed, and with great courage, he swung his sword and stabbed out again.
"Ding..." With a crisp sound, the old man flew out again and crushed another table.
"Stop!" There was an angry shout from behind, and Lin Zhenchuan finally drew his sword and stabbed it out. In an instant, it reached Li Muchan's vest and was about to stab him.
This sword was so light that there was no sound of wind, and it was stabbed from behind, almost a sneak attack, and the people watching the excitement suddenly sweated.
Zhao Changsheng's figure suddenly swayed, and he moved a foot horizontally, barely avoiding the tip of the sword. He turned around and said with a smile: "Headmaster Lin's behavior is not fair and aboveboard!"
"Stop talking nonsense, use whatever tricks you have!" Lin Zhenchuan said with a cold face and a frown.
Zhao Changsheng laughed: "Okay, just take my sword!"
He suddenly jumped up, merged his body and sword in the air, and stabbed straight down, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, with great momentum.
"Hmph!" Lin Zhenchuan sneered and stepped forward with sword light.
"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." Sparks shot out, and the crisp sound was endless. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen swords were handed over, like rain hitting banana trees.
After more than a dozen sword blows, the two retreated. Lin Zhenchuan covered his right chest and stared at Zhao Changsheng in surprise.
Zhao Changsheng smiled slightly: "Headmaster Lin, I accept the concession!"
He was holding Lin Zhenchuan's long sword. The bright light was swaying, as if spring water was flowing in the sword. It was bright and clear, and you could tell it was a precious sword at a glance.
"Good swordsmanship!" Lin Zhenchuan said coldly, suddenly coughing violently, and blood slowly poured out of the corner of his mouth.
His hands were empty, the sword had been taken away by Zhao Changsheng, and he was hit by another sword in the chest.
"Master!" The two old men hurriedly stepped forward to support him.
Zhao Changsheng smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, Qingyun's swordsmanship is nothing more than this. I really disappoint you. Take my leave!"
After that, he dodged, raised the sword and knocked open the window, jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the night sky without a trace.
"What a Zhao Changsheng!" The two of them looked at each other, but did not chase after him. They hurriedly picked up Lin Zhenchuan, feet fluttering, and ran towards the Huichun Hall in the city.
There is a miracle doctor Guo in Huichun Hall, who has unparalleled skills. Now such a serious injury requires his treatment to save it.