Lin Qiongying floated in front of the head master, and she was alert and cautious. She lowered her head carefully to check whether he was alive or dead. Seeing that he was dead, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Li Muchan.
At this time, two women with fluttering white skirts also came closer and lowered their heads to look at Li Muchan.
Li Muchan was lying on his back, motionless, his face was pale, his expression was peaceful and serene, and there was a strange smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
Lin Qiongying reached out to the side of his neck, paused for a moment, pulled back her hand, shook her head, and sighed: "There is no heartbeat!"
The two women were silent, seemingly still immersed in the tragedy just now.
"I didn't expect..." A husky and sexy voice sounded, and the girl shook her head and sighed.
Another woman said calmly: "This little monk has such a strong temper!"
"Alas... I underestimated him!" said the woman with a hoarse voice. She lowered her head and looked at Li Muchan again, a trace of sadness flashed across her eyebrows.
Another young girl said calmly: "With such a bloody nature, he is considered a man. It's okay to be lecherous...Second junior sister, if he is dead, it has nothing to do with you!"
Li Muchan suddenly trembled, took a long breath, opened his eyes suddenly, and coughed violently.
The three women were startled and looked at him, looking at each other in confusion.
Li Muchan turned over and sat up, and took out a breast mirror from his arms. The surface of the mirror was no longer smooth, and a small pit appeared.
He shook his head, put down the goggles, and looked up at the three women.
The three women stared at him blankly, too shocked to speak.
Li Muchan smiled casually: "What an amazing diamond finger!"
When he saw the light of day again, he was in a good mood, felt everything was beautiful, and couldn't help but smile.
Lin Qiongying said: "Zhanran, you... are you okay?"
"It doesn't matter." Li Muchan smiled, rubbed his chest, stood up slowly, dusted himself off, looked up at the sky, and saw a full moon in the sky, shining brightly.
To martial arts masters, such a bright moon is no different than daylight.
He tithes: "Thank you so much, Master Lin!"
After that, he twisted and squatted in front of the headmaster, and searched him carefully. He quickly finished the search, frowning, but found nothing, nothing!
He was greatly disappointed. The power of the Vajra Finger is infinite. If there could be such a secret..., it's a pity that God does not follow human wishes, and there is no such thing!
Master Lin Qiongying and his disciples stared at his strange behavior.
First he came back from the dead, and as soon as he came back to life, he immediately searched the dead person's body. It was really weird.
Lin Qiongying asked: "Zhanran, what are you looking for?"
"When I was chased by him, I lost something." Li Muchan said absently, frowning and thinking.
Lin Qiongying asked: "What?"
"A jade pendant..." Li Muchan said casually, absentmindedly, and suddenly raised his head: "Have you seen Master Lin?"
Lin Qiongying shook her head: "I didn't touch his things."
"Alas..., it seems that I can't find it." Li Muchan shook his head in disappointment, stood up, and smiled with emotion: "This time it is really close to death,... living is a beautiful thing -!"
"What happened just now? How did you kill him?" Lin Qiongying asked with a pursed lips, and she was also happy for him.
The other two women also stared at him curiously.
Li Muchan pointed to the breast mirror on the ground and said with a smile: "I traded his sword for one finger, but it blocked the finger for me and I was lucky enough to survive!"
"No wonder..." Lin Qiongying suddenly realized. With a move of her hand, the breast shield flew to her hand. She looked at it, flicked it with her fingers, made a clanging sound, and sighed: "King Kong is well-deserved!"
Li Muchan's heart moved. This leader Lin is really very powerful. He can't capture the dragon power with one hand, but Mei Ruolan can do it.
The two women leaned over to look at it and nodded.
The sword-thick breast shield was actually punched with a hole, and flesh and blood could not stop it. Thinking of this, they looked at Li Muchan's right chest.
There was a blood stain on Li Muchan's right chest, as if he had been hit by a finger, but it was covered by the monk's clothes, so they couldn't lift their clothes to check.
Li Muchan lowered his head to look at the leader, thought for a while, and said: "It is a big deal if a man dies, let me bury him."
As he said this, he bent down and picked up the sword. As soon as he straightened up, the sword fell from his hand.
Lin Qiongying looked at him and saw that his hands were trembling and he was shivering.
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and titheed: "Now that Master Laolin is here, I can't hold on anymore and I have to heal my wounds immediately."
"Okay, you go aside to adjust your breath and heal your injuries. Xian'er Qier and I will bury him." Lin Qiongying nodded.
Li Muchan nodded with a smile, sat cross-legged on a square stone, formed a seal with his hands, and began to heal his injuries.
This time he faced the enemy and killed the master. He used the Nine-Yao Divine Sword, the real Nine-Yao Divine Sword.
He condensed the moonlight, activated it directly in his meridians, and unleashed the Nine-Yao Divine Sword. It was so powerful that it pierced the palm of the master's hand.
The meridians in his left hand were damaged again. This time, all six meridians were damaged, which was more serious.
He was wary of Lin Qiongying, but at this moment he was relieved and went straight into meditation, with a smile on his face and a majestic appearance, just like the Jialan statue in the temple.
Lin Qiongying watched from the sidelines as the two women dug holes with swords. While digging, they glanced sideways at Li Muchan, indignantly, thinking that he was being lazy.
Lin Qiongying stared at Li Muchan, thoughtfully for a moment.
The two women discussed in low voices.
"Sister, look at him, he looks like a monk." His voice was hoarse and sexy.
Another girl sneered: "Humph, eminent monk? Just a flower monk!"
"Maybe we misunderstood."
"You can't see how Miss Xiaoyuan looks. She has deep love and cannot wrong him!"
"Alas... He is quite affectionate. He will fight for the Mei family and lose both sides... which means he is destined to be lucky. If this pointer hits the breastplate on his head, he will definitely not survive." Husky and sexy
The voice said.
"If you had pointed at his head, he would have hid a long time ago. He didn't hide because he had a protective goggle... This person is very cunning. Second Junior Sister must be on guard against him!"
"Yes..." said the hoarse and sexy voice.
Lin Qiongying turned around and said, "Xian'er, go and chase Jun'er and the others."
"...Yes, Master." The cold and arrogant girl responded, shaking the sword lightly, and the cold light flashed, and the soil was immediately gone, and the sword was restored to smoothness.
She returned the sword to its sheath, turned around and left, slowly drifting away like a white cloud, acting cleanly and neatly.
Li Muchan entered the picture of gods and gods and used the body to heal his wounds. The effect was excellent. Although he was not cured, his injuries were stabilized and no longer worsened.
When he woke up from sedation and opened his eyes, he was greeted by four waves that looked like autumn water.
"Zhanran, is it okay?" Lin Qiongying asked warmly.
Li Muchan nodded: "Lao Lin is the leader. It's a small injury, nothing serious."
Lin Qiongying pointed at his right chest and said with a smile, "That's not a minor injury."
Li Muchan smiled: "I was hit by a finger before. It was a coincidence that I clicked on that spot again."
"That's a coincidence." Lin Qiongying laughed.
Li Muchan got up from his seat, came to the tomb, looked at it for a while, bowed his head, and began to recite sutras to save the great master and go to the bliss of the Western Heaven.
His expression is serious, his appearance is solemn, his voice is clear and mellow, his words are like pearls, his scriptures are clear and audible, and he is filled with a warm power.
Lin Qiongying and another girl had smiles on their faces. They thought it was funny that he was hypocritical and had to recite sutras to save him after killing someone.
Later, when they saw Li Muchan's majestic appearance, he seemed to be reciting sutras with all his heart and soul, piously and sincerely. The two of them gradually stopped smiling and looked at him solemnly.
I just felt that he had a calm demeanor and a tall figure, like a mountain, and seemed to be blooming with golden light. I could only look up.
After a while, Li Muchan finished reciting the sutra.
Lin Qiongying suddenly said: "Zhanran, do you think people really have souls after death?"
Li Muchan turned to look and nodded: "Yes."
"How do you know?" Lin Qiongying looked at him with a half-smile.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "The young monk practices Buddhism. Buddhism is not good at fighting, but he has some abilities that ordinary people cannot match."
"Oh——?" Lin Qiongying raised her eyebrows.
Li Muchan opened his mouth, but finally waved his hand and sighed: "Forget it, it's useless to say this. It's hard to believe without actually seeing it. It's just a waste of words... Let's go back. I have to continue healing quickly."
Lin Qiongying looked at him and didn't force him. The three of them returned to Yangming City and returned to the small courtyard.
On the way back, Li Muchan said nothing and kept thinking, is there a secret book on the Vajra Finger? Could it be on Crouching Tiger Mountain?
If there is a secret, it will be troublesome in Crouching Tiger Mountain. There are many masters in Crouching Tiger Mountain. Now that I am injured, it will not be easy to break through.
Moreover, if they know that the leader is dead, they will flee in all directions. The secret book of the Vajra Finger may be taken away by someone, making it difficult to find it again.
Thinking of this, he felt that time was running out, and he wanted to fly up to Crouching Tiger Mountain immediately, turn over the sky, and find the secret book of the Vajra Finger.
Along the way, he was hunted down by the master, he was in a terrible state, and he narrowly escaped death twice. His desire to be the best in the world became stronger, but with his current martial arts, it was simply unrealistic to want to be the best in the world.
There is no trick in cultivating internal strength. I can do two things at once and practice internal strength all the time. But even so, I am still far from a real master.
You can't just go back to seclusion and practice hard for ten or eight years, and then come out to enter the martial arts world?
The only way is to learn the top secret skills, such as the Vajra Finger, learn it yourself, and use the six scriptures to activate it, and it will be the Six Meridians Divine Sword.
With the Six Meridians Divine Sword in hand, what else is there to fear?
But all that can be done now is to heal his injuries as soon as possible, then leave the Jade Immortal Sect behind and head to Crouching Tiger Mountain.
When he returned to the small courtyard, he said goodbye directly to the two girls. When he was about to enter the house, he said: "Master Lin, when I enter samadhi, my five senses are closed and I don't know the passage of time. If something happens, you can wake me up with your sword."
"Okay." Lin Qiongying nodded in agreement.
He entered the room, sat on the couch directly, looked down at his right chest, and saw that this finger was exactly the same as before, and the originally scabbed wound opened again.