"Zhuhun Sword..." Li Muchan read out slowly and said with a smile: "What a domineering name." He opened the sword manual casually, flipping through page after page, but he quickly flipped through more than a dozen pages and closed it.
Then I closed my eyes and thought for a while, then handed it back to He Lizhu.
"Good swordsmanship!" Li Muchan said.
He Lizhu looked at him quietly, every move, even frowning and raising eyebrows, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and the dilation and shrinkage of her pupils were all reflected in her eyes.[..com]
She took the sword manual and said calmly: "Hall Master Li, have you remembered it?"
Li Muchan pointed to his head: "It has been recorded in it. Miss He, do you want to see it?"
"It couldn't be better." He Lizhu nodded lightly.
Li Muchan stretched out his hand: "Here comes the sword."
He Lizhu took off the long sword from her waist and threw it gently. Li Muchan stretched out his hand to take it, holding the sword in his right hand, and with his left hand pointing parallel to form a sword, he gently stroked the bright sword body: "What a sword!"
He jumped lightly and floated to the open space outside the small pavilion. Then he waved his long sword, and cold light suddenly burst out, forming a series of cold rays that flashed for an instant and disappeared in an instant.
He Lizhu looked solemn and stared at Li Muchan in the field, her clear eyes reflecting the light of the sword.
Cheng Siqing said: "Senior Sister He, his swordsmanship is indeed amazing!"
She shivered as she spoke. She always felt that the cold light was stabbing her, as if she couldn't catch a sword. The hairs all over her body stood up, and a slight chill spread from her back to the back of her head.
He Lizhu ignored her words and was completely immersed in Li Muchan's sword skills. She sighed secretly, it turns out that this is how Zhuihun sword is practiced!
She can guarantee that this is the first time Li Muchan has seen Zhuigu Sword. He only saw it once and practiced it to such a high level. He is indeed a person who knows it from birth.
In the blink of an eye, Li Muchan practiced it three times in one go. The sword light became lighter and weaker. By the third time, the cold light had completely disappeared. The sword came out silently, but the chill on the people around him became more and more intense. He always felt that
The tip of the sword enveloped him. It would strike at any time.
He Lizhu said: "Siqing, go and learn from Hall Master Li's clever tricks!"
"I——?" Cheng Siqing suddenly grimaced and said hurriedly: "Senior Sister He, I can't beat him!"
He Lizhu said calmly: "How can you know that you can't defeat me until you try it? Aren't you always unconvinced? Go down!"
"Sister He, I was wrong, I really can't beat him!" Cheng Siqing said with a grimace.
He Lizhu frowned and shook her head. When Cheng Siqing saw this, he knew that he could not disobey it. With a grimace, he slowly unsheathed his sword. Then he gritted his teeth and shouted in a jiāo voice: "I'll come too!"
She jumped out of the small pavilion and flew towards Li Muchan like a goshawk. She was in the air and stabbed out with her long sword. The body and the sword combined to draw a white rainbow through Li Muchan.
"Watch the move!" Li Muchan smiled, drew his long sword, and pointed it diagonally at Cheng Siqing.
Cheng Siqing was overjoyed when he saw this. This was a head-on fight. Her move was extremely powerful. With the help of the power in the air and her own internal strength, she could maximize her strength.
"Ding..." The clear sound kept coming, and Cheng Siqing turned somersault and took off again.
Cheng Siqing shouted, turned another somersault in the air, and once again combined his body and sword to shoot at Li Muchan, his aura was no less powerful than before.
Li Muchan's long sword pointed diagonally again, "Ding..." There was a clear sound, and Cheng Siqing rolled and flew out again, exactly the same as before.
After several sword blows, Li Muchan accurately hit the tip of Cheng Siqing's sword with just one move, causing him to roll in the air and fly backwards.
After doing this several times, everyone could see that Li Muchan was deliberately giving way to her, otherwise, she would not be able to dodge if he thrust his sword out while she was in the air.
A dozen swords later, Cheng Siqing floated in the air, approaching with strange footwork, and the sword light shrouded Li Muchan like a ball of cold electricity.
Li Muchan's sword flashed, "Ding..." There was another crisp sound, the cold lightning-like light dissipated, and Cheng Siqing covered his shoulders and stepped back.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I agree."
Cheng Siqing turned to look at her left shoulder, which was fine, but she could feel a mass of cold air surrounding her shoulder, which would get into her heart at any time.
Li Muchan's sword was so fast that others could hardly see it clearly. Only Cheng Siqing could feel the tip of the sword on his left shoulder.
He Lizhu and Song Shuhua had extraordinary eyesight, and they vaguely saw it. Song Shuhua shook her head secretly, she was really compassionate and cherished the jade, so tactful. He Lizhu secretly admired that a set of pursuit swords was so powerful in his hands. It was really terrifying. He wanted to change the set.
I don’t know how powerful the sword technique can be. If such a swordsman genius were in the Baiyun Sect, he would have become famous all over the world, and there would be few rivals. He, the number one young disciple, should have given way long ago!
Li Muchan stroked the sword and threw it to He Lizhu with a smile.
Cheng Siqing returned to He Lizhu embarrassedly: "Senior Sister He..."
He Lizhu said calmly: "Well, it's not bad to be able to survive so many moves, but the moves are just superficial, and the sword's intention cannot be understood!"
Siqing smiled.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "As expected of a high disciple of the Baiyun Sect, his swordsmanship is excellent!"
He Lizhu said calmly: "Hall Master Li, do you have any thoughts about joining our Baiyun Sect?"
Li Muchan was startled, he really hadn't thought about this problem.
He Lizhu turned to Song Shuhua and said with a smile: "Sister Song, for such a genius in swordsmanship, if you don't join the Baiyun Sect to practice swordsmanship, it would be a waste of resources!"
Song Shuhua revealed a smile: "Let him go. If he wants to go to Baiyun Sect, I will never stop him."
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "Thank you very much, Miss He, for your kindness, but I am now a member of the Song family and the deputy head of Taihua Hall, so I really can't leave."
He Lizhu said calmly: "Hall Master Li, think about it carefully and don't rush to answer. The door of Baiyun Sect is always open to Hall Master Li, at any time."
Li Muchan cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Thank you so much, Miss He!"
This is purely a good intention, obviously out of pure love for talents, without any utilitarian thoughts, and from the current standpoint, it is best to enter the Baiyun Sect.
Without Song Shuhua, of course he would have entered the Baiyun Sect, and the Song family would have raised their hands in approval. They would never have stopped him, and they would not have considered it a betrayal. The Song family would also have benefited from him being in the Baiyun Sect.
They stayed in Song Shuhua's courtyard for the next few days, and Li Muchan continued to practice in seclusion, occasionally coming out to compete with them in swordsmanship.
The last pose of the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra requires too high a state of mind, and it was difficult for Li Muchan to achieve it in a short time. It needs time to brew, so don't rush it.
When he was quietly retreating, he occasionally competed with He Lizhu and others in swordsmanship, and it was quite fruitful. Their swordsmanship was different from that in the original world, and their styles were completely different.
In the eyes of everyone, Li Muchan's understanding of swordsmanship is extremely powerful. No matter what swordsmanship, as long as he has seen it once, he can perform it and understand the essence of it.
However, the truly superb swordsmanship of the Baiyun Sect requires the coordination of mental skills. It includes not only exquisite moves, but also exquisite mental skills. The two complement each other.
It's useless to have only exquisite moves, and they can't exert half of their power, but their cultivation is not as good as Li Muchan's. He can draw his sword very fast, and their aura cannot stop him.
They didn't think it was strange, and thought it was due to Li Muchan's deep internal strength. Since they had deep internal strength, they could naturally break the Gang Qi. They didn't know that Li Muchan was purely using a sword and could directly break the Gang Qi without using any internal strength.
Five days later, they left Baiye City and returned to Qingyue City.
Li Muchan has completed the retreat and has practiced the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra. After completing the last pose, he is ready to start attacking Xiyang Hall.
Song Shuhua did not come with him. This was just a grudge between Taihua Hall and Xiyang Hall. The Song family paid little attention to Taihua Hall, had no ambitions for Qingyue City, and did not advocate dealing with Xiyang Hall. They all had three heads.
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The four masters were summoned back by the Song family. Li Muchan was worried about the situation, so he decided to return. Xiyang Hall is now very wanton. If he keeps provoking things for too long, something will happen.
The sky in Qingyue City, Taihua Hall, and Taihua Hall seemed to be covered with clouds, and an oppressive atmosphere enveloped the entire Taihua Hall. No one seemed to make any movement in the huge Taihua Hall, and it was extremely quiet.
When Li Muchan and the others returned to Taihua Hall, there was such a strange atmosphere. When they entered Taihua Hall, the disciples on the martial arts ground were practicing, but none of them made any noise and just practiced silently.
As soon as Li Muchan came in, they immediately cheered up and the atmosphere in the entire martial arts training ground became lively. Several bold disciples stepped forward and shouted loudly: "Hall Master Li, let's fight!"
"Hall Master Li, I can't stand this tone anymore, let's fight!"
"We will never act like bastards. Those guys in Xiyang Hall need to be dealt with a long time ago!"
Li Muchan frowned and waved his hand: "Okay, I understand. You can practice your martial arts with peace of mind. The hall master has his own opinions and will not give up!"
His voice was neither fast nor slow, but his face was solemn and solemn, and there was an inexplicable majesty to it. Everyone fell silent and retreated helplessly.
Li Muchan turned around with a stern face: "Miss He, I'm just kidding. You all should go back to the Yayuan to rest first. We'll meet again in the evening. Yuxuan, please accompany your senior sisters."
No matter how stupid he was, he knew that something had finally happened. After saying that, he ignored He Lizhu and the other girls and strode across the martial arts training ground to the hall. Lu Chengjiang and Hu Weinong were already standing at the door.
"Hall Master, Hall Master Hu." Li Muchan frowned and said in a deep voice, "What happened?"
"Alas..." Lu Chengjiang shook his head and sighed.
Hu Weinong smiled bitterly and said: "Someone was killed. One of our disciples was killed by them!"
"Where are the people?" Li Muchan said solemnly.
"It has been laid to rest." Lu Chengjiang said fiercely: "***, if you don't avenge this revenge, you will be in vain!"
Li Muchan sighed, he came back too late and felt bad, so he said goodbye to Song Shuhua and rushed back, but he didn't expect that it was too late.
"They are very courageous!" Li Muchan said coldly.
There are several great masters and masters sitting in charge, but Xiyangtang still holds back, obviously because he has ulterior motives.
Lu Chengjiang hummed: "They took advantage of the main hall masters to leave."
"Hall Master Li, what do you think we should do?" Hu Weinong asked.
Li Muchan said in a deep voice: "Let's do it!"
"Okay——!" Lu Chengjiang roared and nodded vigorously: "I'm just waiting for your words!"
Hu Weinong hummed: "Hit!"
Li Muchan said: "Palace Master, Hall Master Hu, I have already practiced the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra. Together with Yu Xuan, we have three master masters and eight banner masters. I can help everyone to strengthen their cultivation in a short time."
Why, we need to practice some practice first!”
"Okay, everything depends on Hall Master Li!" Lu Chengjiang nodded vigorously and hummed: "As long as we can clean up Xiyang Hall, we can do whatever we want!"
Li Muchan nodded: "Okay, call them over, I want to give it a try."
Hu Weinong responded and quickly went out. In the blink of an eye, eight flag leaders came over. Their faces were all gloomy, and their anger was obvious.
Li Muchan left the hall first, and everyone followed him out, and they arrived at the martial arts training ground together. He waved his hand, and the eight banner masters understood what he meant. He gave instructions loudly, and everyone dispersed immediately, leaving only them in the huge martial arts training ground.
Li Muchan glanced at everyone one by one and said in a deep voice: "I will perform it several times. Everyone stand in a fan shape. Hall Master, Hall Master Hu, you stand behind me!"
Lu Chengjiang and Hu Weinong stood behind him, and the other eight people stood in a fan shape, a foot away from Li Muchan, looking at him intently, a little confused, not knowing what he was going to do.
Li Muchan closed his eyes slightly. Suddenly, his hands formed a seal and turned into a ball of shadow. Then suddenly, the hand seal appeared. He pointed at everyone and uttered one word: "Moo!"
Their eyes lit up, and their minds felt extra clear, a bit clearer than usual.
Li Muchan formed the seal again. Then he pointed his finger again and spoke the truth. Everyone felt peaceful in their hearts, as if everything didn't matter and they had let go of everything.
Li Muchan then performed the mudra several times, and sometimes they felt their strength greatly increased, as if a punch could make a big hole in the ground. Sometimes they felt that the vast power penetrated into their bodies, making them neither vomit nor feel happy.
Li Muchan formed these hand seals in one breath and uttered a few words of mantra. It consumed a lot of energy. He turned around and said: "Palace Master. Hall Master Hu, give it a try."
Lu Chengjiang had been jumping up and down for a long time. Hearing this, he punched out fiercely without waiting for the leader of the Eight Banners to take precautions.
"Woo——!" A flag leader pushed his palm flat. He usually couldn't react, but now his mind was particularly clear and his reaction was a little faster. He pushed his palm flat and let out a strange roar from his powerful internal force.
"Bang!" Lu Chengjiang flew out and landed three feet away. He staggered back and took three steps before he stopped. His face turned red.
"Okay -!" He was overjoyed and rushed forward again, punching the flag owner again.
The flag owner was looking at his right palm, in disbelief. Lu Chengjiang's palm force had already come over, and he reacted again, so he pushed out another palm.
"Bang!" Lu Chengjiang flew out again.
After he stumbled to the ground, he said overjoyed: "It's awesome, let's change it!"
Another flag leader stepped forward, exchanged palms with Lu Chengjiang, and then knocked Lu Chengjiang away. Hu Weinong saw that his hands were itchy, so he also fought with them, and was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back.
Each of the eight flag masters was so powerful that their skills seemed to have suddenly increased dramatically, several times higher than before. They were able to defeat two of their masters. It was shocking enough to spread the news.
There is an insurmountable gap between a martial artist and a grandmaster. No matter how powerful a martial artist is, it is still delusional to think that he can defeat a grandmaster. There is a qualitative difference in the internal strength between the two.
However, there are no absolutes in this world. When a martial artist's internal strength is strong enough, even if he cannot defeat or injure the master, he can still be beaten back, just like the situation now.
After everyone fought for half an hour, the eight flag masters returned to their original forms, and the internal energy that Li Muchan had blessed them with was completely exhausted.
Lu Chengjiang and Hu Weinong were overjoyed. These eight banner masters were worthy of more than a dozen or twenty top martial arts masters, and were enough to deal with masters below Xiyangtang Grandmaster.
Li Muchan also used the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra to bless Hu Weinong. Lu Chengjiang was no match at all. If Hu Weinong hadn't tried it once and slowed down his power, he could have injured him in one blow.
The key is that Li Muchan, after performing it so many times, although his face is paler, there is no sign of fainting, which gives them great confidence.
After fighting for half an hour, when the special power on Hu Weinong was about to dissipate, Li Muchan used it again. He was so fierce that he beat Lu Chengjiang back step by step.
At this point, Lu Chengjiang and Hu Weinong were completely relieved and confident.
At noon, there are very few people on the street. Most of them go home to rest. The midday sun shines on them lazily, and they don’t want to do anything.
At this time, two groups of people were confronting each other on Zhuque Street. Each group had about two hundred people and was fierce. Lu Chengjiang and Hu Weinong led one group, and Fan Wuyuan and six masters led one group.
Fan Wuyuan was still smiling and looked across the way. Lu Chengjiang, Hu Weinong, Li Muchan, and Lu Yuxuan were just four masters.
He laughed confidently, waved his hand, and everyone headed east along Zhuque Street, quickly exiting the city gate and arriving in a forest on the outskirts of the city.
This forest is located at the foot of a large mountain. There is an open space deep in the forest. Two groups of people stand on separate sides, opposing each other. The atmosphere of tension pervades the entire forest.
At this time, four people were standing halfway up the mountain. He Lizhu and the three girls were standing quietly on the top of a tree, their figures undulating with the breeze, dancing in various shapes.
"Sister He, are they going to fight?" Cheng Siqing asked excitedly.
They had never seen so many people fighting before and found it novel.
Lizhu watched quietly, her eyes always staying on Li Muchan. He was like a deep pool of water,
o Calm and calm, you can tell at the first sight that he has experienced such a big scene.
"Sister, do we need help?" Cheng Siqing asked.
He Lizhu nodded softly: "They are really outmatched, so just help them and don't attack them easily."
"Okay." Cheng Siqing agreed excitedly.
She suddenly whispered: "Hey, what is Li Wuji doing?"
The girls saw this in confusion. They saw Lu Chengjiang and Fan Wuyuan arguing and arguing, while Li Muchan stood behind everyone, making seals with his hands and pointing at everyone from time to time, which seemed particularly weird.
He Lizhu said: "Maybe it's the secret Buddhist method he practiced."
She was not sure either. She heard from Song Shuhua that Li Muchan was practicing a secret Buddhist technique. She had extensive knowledge and vaguely recognized it as a Buddhist technique.
"It's really weird." Cheng Siqing shook his head and suddenly shouted: "The fight is about to begin!"
But I saw about four hundred people rushing out at the same time, fighting in a chaotic mess, making "bang bang bang bang" sounds non-stop, mixed with yelling and screaming.
Cheng Siqing's eyes widened and he felt so confused that his eyes were not enough. He finally stared at Lu Yuxuan and exclaimed: "Junior Sister Yuxuan is so amazing!"!