She turned her head and glared at the thin old man, sneered, gritted her teeth, and her sword strength surged again. She suppressed him again, like a strong wind hitting a tree, it would break at any time.
However, this old tree is old and strong. Although the wind is strong, it is not easy to break. It looks like it will fall at any time, but it can always hold on firmly.
After a while, He Wu felt numbness all over his shoulders, gradually spreading to his heart. The situation was precarious. Once it really invaded his heart, there was no way to survive.
"I'm talking about the third child, are you going to make it? Do you want my help?" The fat old man said with a smile, stroking his smooth chin and shaking his head: "Such a little kid has to put in so much effort!"
The thin old man snorted coldly: "It seems that she really uses Dongchu martial arts and is a disciple of the Tianyi sect. If you haven't tasted it, don't make sarcastic remarks!"
"I think it's normal. Are you showing sympathy for her?" The fat old man shook his head and laughed.
The thin old man sneered: "If you are not convinced, come and try!"
"Okay, get out of the way and I'll do it!" the fat old man said with a smile.
The thin old man suddenly jumped out of the circle. The fat old man dodged, took up the position with a speed beyond his body, and slapped He Wu with a light palm.
He Wu took the opportunity to tap the area around his left shoulder quickly with the tip of his sword a few times, sealing the xué passage to prevent the spread of the poison. He wanted to slow down and gain an opportunity. At the same time, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, bit open the stopper, and filled the bottle with
He poured the elixir into his mouth in one gulp, then shook it gently, and the porcelain bottle turned into powder and flew away.
At this time, the fat old man's palm gesture had already come over. His big hands were as round as nose and face, and he looked like he wanted to take a bite, but there was no evil spirit or murderous intention at all.
He Wu didn't dare to be careless. He could tell at a glance that this old man was a smiling tiger with a kind face. He could kill more ruthlessly than anyone else, and the thin old man was inferior.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had passed more than a dozen moves, and the thin old man sneered at the side: "I mean, Lao Si, what I said is correct, isn't it? How is her martial arts?" "Sure enough, it's a bit weird." The fat old man nodded with a smile, then shook his head.
:, "But it's not a big deal, let me take it within ten moves!"
The thin old man sneered and shook his head: "Within ten moves? Don't brag!"
"Look at me!" The fat old man shouted, his face darkened, and he suddenly turned into a fierce tiger descending the mountain. His palms suddenly swelled up and turned into bright red like red vermilion, with a faint sweet smell filling the air.
He Wu frowned and snorted, "Both of these old men are not good people. One has poison on his fingernails, and the other practices poison palm."
She didn't understand the customs and concepts of the Great Khan. Here, the winner is king and the loser is the enemy, and they will do anything to win. "It doesn't matter whether he uses poison or not. As long as he wins, he is the strong one."
Moreover, the power of poison often enhances martial arts by 20%, so naturally it cannot be ignored. If one uses poison and the other does not use poison under the same cultivation level, the outcome will be completely different.
After she felt a faint sweet smell entering her nose, she felt a little dizzy, her body seemed a little heavier, and she was no longer under her control.
She secretly screamed, she didn't expect that his palm power was so weird, it could affect the control even if it didn't touch her body. It was like the poison in the mind of a mischievous person, it was really weird.
Under her vigilance, Xuan Nu Su Xin Sutra's inner thoughts were circulating endlessly, and in a blink of an eye, her mind was clear.
Without being affected by it, Xuantianfeng's mind is indeed extremely mysterious.
After five moves, the fat old man saw that He Wu's eyes were clear and not drowsy at all. He was surprised, but secretly annoyed. Because he was confident in his palm skills, he promised to win with ten moves, but if she didn't
Influence, it is not easy to win in ten moves.
Thinking of this, he shouted again, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the palm movement changed again, from slow and heavy to light and fast, and turned into a violent storm.
He Wu suddenly found it difficult to deal with it and could only swing his sword to protect himself. The light of the sword turned into a light shield, covering his whole body tightly without leaving any gaps.
However, this method is useful for ordinary masters, but has little effect on such a top master, who can break through the defense in just a few palms.
, "Hey, hey, I said fourth, ten moves have passed!" The old man suddenly sneered twice.
The fat old man asked in surprise: "Really?"
, "Will I still lie to you!?" The thin old man snorted, and said with a smile: "You still boasted about Haikou, saying that you can win it in ten moves, now you know how powerful this little kid is, right?"
"Well, she is indeed powerful, but as long as I show my true skills, she still can't stop me!"
The fat old man nodded, then shook his head.
, "Stop bragging!" The thin old man curled his lips and shook his head: "It's also strange, where has the other guy gone? Such a big movement should have come back long ago, right? Is he dead?"
"Little baby, where did that little baby go?" the fat old man asked with a smile.
He Wu sneered while dealing with his violent attack, but had no time to speak. The other half of his mind was on his shoulders, and the numb feeling kept spreading. Although the xué channel was sealed, the poison was too overbearing and could not be completely sealed.
Live, still wandering around, but at a much slower pace.
Even so, it won't take too long before it spreads to the heart. By then, I still can't use my energy to force out the poison, and I'm really helpless!
She didn't expect to be able to kill these two old men now, she just hoped that Li Muchan would come soon, otherwise she would have to resort to life-saving methods and escape alone.
She waved the sword with all her strength, and after another fifty moves, she gradually became unable to hold on anymore. Her body became heavy and her movements were slow, as if she was stuck in a quagmire. Every movement required a huge amount of strength.
Fortunately, the fat old man didn't really mean to take her down, and still dealt with her swordsmanship with ease. He Wu sneered, understanding that he wanted to learn his martial arts skills, familiarize himself with the routine, and deal with Li Muchan.
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She secretly laughed in her heart. They were wasting their efforts. Her martial arts were completely different from those of Yan Tianfeng. One was Zhiyin and the other was Zhiyang. It was useless to explain herself!
She secretly felt happy, and her movements became slower and slower. There was a muffled "bang" sound, and she flew out violently, spraying a mist of blood in the air.
She felt severe pain in her chest, as if she had been hit by a hammer, her blood was boiling, as if all the blood was about to spurt out of her body, and her eyesight turned black.
, suddenly groaned and looked up, because he smelled a familiar scent, his waist tightened, and his body was firmly caught by someone.
"Wuji." She sighed softly.
Li Muchan's face was pale, without any blood, but he smiled at this moment: "It doesn't matter, I will recover the debt properly!" The internal energy from his palm was injected into her body, and the speed was extremely fast.
, it turned around in just an instant, flattened and surged with blood, and finally stopped at the shoulders and heart.
After his extremely pure internal energy stopped in these two places, his heart felt warm and comfortable, as if he was immersed in a hot spring, and he wanted to sleep comfortably.
As for the internal force in the shoulders, it is constantly circling, like waves of hot wind blowing, washing away violently, trying to drive it away.
This was only a momentary feeling. She breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "It's okay, isn't it?"
She stared at the blood on the corner of Li Muchan's mouth and frowned: "Is the injury serious?"
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "It doesn't matter, it's just a minor injury. Let's take care of them before we talk!"
He suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared behind the fat old man with a light slap.
The faces of the fat old man and the thin old man both became heavy, and they vaguely guessed what Li Muchan was doing. With such momentum and evil spirit, it was as if they had just killed someone.
They didn't even know what he could kill. They didn't believe it when they thought about this. The smile on the fat old man's face disappeared without a trace and became as dark as water. As soon as Li Muchan disappeared, he immediately turned around and clapped his hands, expecting that Li Muchan would attack from behind.
Li Muchan said "Huh". He didn't expect the fat old man to be so agile, which didn't match his body shape, but he didn't change his moves and fought him head-on.
, "Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the fat old man and the thin old man flew out at the same time.
Li Muchan's left palm collided with the fat old man's right palm. He held He Wu in his right hand, but the tip of his little finger was slightly raised, nonchalantly, and there was nothing unusual, but he already pointed out a finger silently.
This finger is as gentle as the spring breeze, without any trace or murderous intent. If there is any murderous intent, the thin old man will definitely be able to detect it with his honed intuition.
The thin old man was also a little careless, and his attention was attracted by the fight between Li Muchan and the fat old man. He did not expect that Li Muchan would plot the attack, and by the time he realized it, it was already too late.
, the muffled sound of "bang" was caused by the collision between the palms of the fat old man and Li Muchan, and also by the force of Li Muchan's fingers hitting the skinny old man's body.
His finger strength is extremely strange, very soft and light, but once it hits an opponent, it immediately changes into extremely strong and violent force, like a giant tree being knocked down, directly knocking the person away.
Li Muchan stood on the spot, waving the five fingers of his left hand in unison, "Boom, boom, boom," as if four pebbles fell into a deep well. The thin old man and the fat old man each trembled twice in the air, and two balls of blood spattered from their bodies. They fell heavily to the ground.
Under the pine tree three feet away, he was as motionless as a broken puppet, silent and dead. The two fingers were one for his heart and the other for his forehead. He could not die anymore.
Li Muchan slowly retracted his hand, turned around and smiled slightly: "Peak Master, let's go, I need to retreat to heal my wounds!"
He Wu nodded lightly: "Okay."
She didn't look at the two old men, knowing that there was absolutely no luck. Now she had copied all the stories of the Moyuan Sect. From then on, the Moyuan Sect no longer existed. Even if it existed, it existed in name only.
When Li Muchan was flashing, the light flashed in front of He Wu's eyes at an extremely fast speed. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Wuji could perform Qing Kung like this, so the injuries should not be too serious.
, "Wuji, what happened to those people?" she asked softly.
Li Muchan laughed and said, "Quan Zaizi, if you cut the weeds without eradicating the roots, there will be endless troubles!"
He Wu sighed softly: "It must be a hard battle!?"
Li Muchan smiled slightly and said: "Fortunately, I tried my best, but I have a diamond suit to protect my body, which can relieve some of the strength. The injuries I suffered are not serious. I only worry about the blood from the leader of the Moyuan Sect."
"What are you going to do?" He Wu asked.
Li Muchan said: "I have already thought about it. If I want to completely cure the injury, it is best to practice Ziyang Dafa."
, "Purple Yang Dafa?" He Wu frowned and pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Is it possible to heal injuries while practicing?
Besides, it’s your first time to practice, so what if something goes wrong?”
After saying that, she shook her head again: "I think it's better to forget it."
Li Muchan smiled bitterly: "There is no other way. Although the Huahong Sutra and the Hua Lao Sutra are wonderful, they are one level behind. It is difficult to truly cure it."
There is also a layer of blood transformation in the Huahong Sutra, but compared with the Ziyang Dafa, it is inferior. If he does not get the Ziyang Dafa, he can only use the Huahong Sutra to heal his wounds and practice it again to expel the blood from the body.
It only takes a few days of practice.
But now that he has the Ziyang Dafa, he no longer wants to use the Huahong Sutra. The Huahong Sutra can only expel it. The Ziyang Dafa can swallow up this mouthful of blood and integrate it into himself.
This mouthful of blood is extremely poisonous to others. It contains a huge amount of cultivation and awe-inspiring spiritual power, which is enough to be fatal.
But if Li Muchan practices Ziyang Dafa, this mouthful of blood is the best tonic. After it is completely swallowed and integrated into himself, his cultivation level will increase sharply, and he can gain his martial arts experience, which is the most precious thing.
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, "Ziyang Dafa is not that easy to practice, right?" He Wu snorted.
If it were so easy to practice, then the old man wouldn't be able to fully master it after practicing for so many years. Looking at the aura of the old man, he was ninety years old if not a hundred years old.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "It's not easy to practice the Rainbow Sutra either."
He Wu suddenly fell silent and glared at him. This was the truth. No one had mastered the Rainbow Sutra for five hundred years, so the difficulty was clearly evident.
, "Okay, I'll listen to you!" He Wu sighed helplessly.
Li Muchan chuckled, and suddenly his face changed. The original pale color turned into a golden color, as if he had been smeared with a layer of gold powder, which was extremely strange.
He Wu hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said, "I just used the secret technique, and now I have an attack. I can't leave anymore. Let's find a place to live."
He Wu nodded hurriedly: "You don't need to heal me, I'm fine now!"
Li Muchan dodged a few times and came to a mountain beside the road. He opened his Eyes of the Void and scanned the area and quickly found a cave. It was a cave with a waterfall as a curtain.
He flashed past and sat down cross-legged, motionless with his hands formed in seals, and his whole body turned into a golden Arhat, exuding an icy aura.
This was caused by the use of the Daming King Sutra. Since he reached the level of practicing Qi and transforming into a god, the power of the Daming King Sutra has greatly increased, but the consequences have also become much more serious.
If the King of Ming Dynasty had not shown his power this time, he would not have thought of getting rid of those senior masters of Moyuan Sect so easily. It would not have been easy for him to escape unscathed.
Moreover, he was vaguely aware of the mystery of the Ming Dynasty King Sutra, and felt that there was an awe-inspiring existence in the void, which was vague and difficult to distinguish, but vaguely discernible.
His Great Ming King Sutra is to summon the existence of the void to attach itself to his body and lift his own power. However, when the existence of the void leaves the body, it will also take some things with it.
In the past, he could not detect these things. He only felt that his whole body was sore and exhausted, and he needed a few days to recover. Now his spirit is getting stronger and stronger, and he can vaguely notice that the things they took away are part of his spirit.
The purest part.
Li Muchan vaguely understood why his master had originally ordered that the Daming King Sutra should never be used if possible. It consumes a person's spiritual power. This kind of spiritual power is different from the spiritual power obtained through cultivation. It seems to be obtained from innateness, but it is a person's spiritual power.
His lifespan is average.
He has studied the Taoist theory of essence, qi, and spirit. The spirit transforms into qi and qi into essence. Shen is the source of everything. Once the spirit is dispersed, the whole person will collapse and the body will dissipate into the world.
At this level, he also understood that if he wanted to achieve true immortality, practicing the Rainbow Sutra would not be possible. What he needed to practice was the ancient Qi training technique.
The spirit practiced through pure Yang Qi training is not the innate spirit, but the spirit practiced through ancient qi training techniques is the innate spirit and can truly extend life span.
It seems that the two methods are similar, both are practicing qi to transform into gods, but they are actually different. One extends lifespan, and the other emphasizes spiritual strength and enhances the power of martial arts.
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He Wu sighed leisurely, sat down opposite Li Muchan, looked at his bronze face, shook his head, knowing that he would never feel better at this time.
She was filled with emotion, she didn't expect that she had really become a burden, but she was no longer an ordinary woman, so she quickly gathered her mood and looked around.
The waterfall outside the cave is constantly flowing, and the sound of "rumbling" is heard, which makes the cave extremely peaceful. The light in the cave is very bright, and there is no feeling of darkness.
Although it is close to a waterfall, it is not humid. Waves of breeze come in from the side, which is refreshing and pleasant, blocking the intrusion of moisture.
She was curious about how Li Muchan discovered this place. It was really hidden. If she had not come in, she would not have been able to tell that there was a cave here.
She got up and walked a few steps, slowly exploring the place. It was obviously a man-made cave. She was a little worried that someone would suddenly jump out, so she walked slowly inside, along the cave, and walked out.
A dozen feet away, a skeleton was found in a stone room.
The skeleton is sitting on a stone couch, with a scimitar stuck in its lower abdomen. It is already rusty and no longer sharp, but the handle is made of a piece of white jade. Although it is a bit old, it still does not damage its quality.
, as long as it is nourished and moistened, it will still be a good piece of jade.
She frowned and looked around. On the opposite wall was a bookshelf with some books on it. She stepped forward to pick one up, but it turned into powder and scattered.
Everything around her was of little value. She sighed softly, a little disappointed.
Although the deceased was from the Great Khan, after all, death is the most important thing. She gently clasped her fists as a salute, and then Yingying retreated. She estimated that this person had been dead for at least a hundred years and would not come back to disturb him.
Go to Li Muchan and sit down next to him with peace of mind.@.