They hurried much faster than taking the official road, and it only took two nights and two days to reach the foot of Changbai Sword Peak, hiding in a pine forest far away. It was still early, the sun was setting, and it would be dark for a while, and everyone sat on the tree and began to meditate and regain their spirits. Li Muchan's eyes were full of energy, not only was he not tired, but he was in good spirits, as if Dan had just slept well, and his whole body was in the best condition. "Master, I'll take a look. Li Mu said. Master Takezhao opened his eyes and nodded slightly: "Be careful." ...... Li Muchan nodded, floated away, and disappeared into the pine forest like a ghost. Yang Zhong was on the tree next to him, opened his eyes and saw Li Muchan leave, and shook his head: "Mrs. Shi, you are a great disciple!" Mrs. Zhuzhao smiled: "It's not bad." Yang Zhong smiled and said: "This kid is far away from Master Zhanran, and if he wants to catch up in this life, he will need Master Zhanran to take care of him in the future." "The two of them have been through hardships together, don't worry. Master Zhuzhao pursed his lips and smiled, very proud. Li Muchan behaved like this, she was also surprised, she didn't know enough about this disciple, just with this physique, it was not something that ordinary people could have. Jin Dan is not bad, and the magic skill is indeed mysterious, but it is a pity that only he can practice it himself, and others can't do it. The two of them said a few words, each closed their eyes and breathed, and rushed for two days and two nights in one breath, almost reaching the limit, if they hadn't held it in one breath, they would have fallen down a long time ago. Li Muchan led the way, he was the youngest and the youngest, and as elders, they had to grit their teeth even if they were tired to death. The sunset was slowly setting, the sun in the depths of winter was setting exceptionally early, the twilight covered the earth, and half an hour had passed, and Li Muchan still did not come back. Wen Yinyue frowned and woke up, jumped lightly on the treetop of a towering giant tree, looked at Changbai Sword Peak from afar, shook her head in disappointment for a long time, and fell back to the original pine branch. "There's no movement, is it?" said Taketeru. The Miao Lian Sutra is mysterious, and it quickly recovers its physical strength and spirit, which is far superior to the ordinary martial arts method. Wen Yinyue bowed her head: "Yes, Master is fine, there is no movement." Master Zhuzhao stretched his waist, shook his head lazily and smiled: "Don't worry, this kid is better than a mouse, and he will be fine." After she breathed, she slept well, lazy, and comfortable, Yang Zhong opened his eyes and shook his head with some envy. The Miao Lotus Sutra is indeed mysterious, and his own mind is not as good as it. .................. Everyone woke up one after another, and the six of them each took out dry food and ate it slowly, and there would be a fierce battle at night later, and it depended on whether it could succeed or not. A bright moon unconsciously appeared in the night sky, and the clear light sprinkled on the Changbai Carved Peak, the white snow turned blue, and the blue Yingying was spectacular and beautiful. The white shadow flashed in front of him, and Li Muchan appeared. "Master. "He appeared on the pine tree of the Takeshoshi. Master Zhuzhao glanced at him too much, and when he saw that he didn't look like he was doing anything, he asked, "How is it?" Li Muchan nodded and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life." "Where is it?" Zhu Zhao asked too busy, Yang Chong also jumped over, Uncle Hua, and the two old men of Penglai Pavilion were still motionless with their eyes closed like old monks. Wen Yinyue floated over and looked at Li Muchan. Li Muchan said: "He is not in Changbai Sword Peak, but in that peak. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the south of Changbai Sword Peak, where the peaks towered, as if there were several swords inserted: "There is a mountain peak, he should be there, there are four peaks around it, and there are masters guarding the peaks, it is not easy to get close without knowing it." Zhu Zhaoshi frowned: "I heard that the Changbai Sword Sect has a forbidden place called Wufeng Mountain, isn't it there?" "It should be Wufeng Mountain!" Yang Chong said. He slapped his thigh heavily and said hatefully: "Grandma's, I didn't expect this guy to be so cunning, he actually hid there, it's really foolproof!" He turned his head and said, "Master Zhan Ran, can you really be sure that he is inside?" Li Muchan nodded: "Eight or nine is not far from ten." "This sucks. Yang Chong shook his head, his face was heavy: "Wufeng Mountain is the important place of the Changbai Sword Sect, it is said that it is related to the mystery of the Changbai Sword Sect's swordsmanship, and no one is allowed to enter the ...... except the head...... There are four rivers, and the peaks are dominated by supreme masters, which can be described as foolproof!" He also said: "Master Zhanran, that mountain peak is very steep, right?" Li Muchan nodded: "Like a sword standing upside down, straight up and down, there is no place to climb." "Is it connected to the surrounding mountains?" Yang Zhong asked again. Li Muchan nodded: "Not bad." "Grandma's, then you can't be wrong, it's Wufeng Mountain!" Yang Zhong slapped the branch next to him hard, and the thumb-thick pine branch "crackled" and broke into two sections, one to the ground. ,

Zhuzhao Shi Tailiu's eyebrows also frowned, thought for a long time, and sighed leisurely: "It seems that we made a mistake, and the surname Nie is too careful, and there is no opportunity to take advantage of it." Yang Chong snorted: "Nie Wangqiu's move is ruthless enough...... Let's come here for nothing!" Wen Yinyue saw that Li Muchan was thoughtful, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, do you have any ideas?" Master Zhuzhao and Yang Chong looked over. Li Muchan thought for a while and said, "Master, Yang Pavilion Master, according to my observation, there are five masters sitting on each peak, and their cultivation is extremely deep, and only two seniors and Senior Uncle Ancestor can fight. ...... Yang Chong's eyes lit up: "Only five people?" Li Muchan said: "Yes, the two seniors and the senior uncle and ancestor are each against one person, the four of us will deal with the two of us, and quickly entangle them with the momentum of plowing the court and sweeping the holes, and I will assassinate Nie Wuqiu!" "...... you?" Yang Chongchi asked. Master Zhuzhao frowned: "Zhan Ran, do you want to use the Daming King Sutra again?" Li Muchan smiled and said: "Master, when don't you use it at this time?" "Daming King Sutra?" Yang Chong looked at Master Zhuzhao, and then looked at Li Muchan. Wen Yinyue's jade face also changed, and her eyebrows frowned. Uncle Hua suddenly opened his eyes and sighed slowly: "Zhuzhao, the matter has come to this, let Zhan Ran use the Daming King Sutra, alas, ......" "Yes, Uncle Shi." Master Takesho nodded reluctantly. She turned her head to look at Li Muchan: "Zhan Ran, once the assassination is successful, immediately withdraw the Daming King Sutra, do you hear?" The longer the Daming King Sutra is used, the greater the damage, she regrets passing on Li Muchan's Daming King Sutra, mainly because she didn't expect him to really be able to cultivate at that time. "Yes, Master, don't worry. Li Muchan smiled and nodded. Master Zhuzhao said to Yang Chong: "Yang Chong, the Daming King Sutra is a secret method of my faction, which stimulates potential and is extremely harmful, Zhan Ran is a sacrifice blow, and he can kill Nie Wuqiu!" "Okay, there is Master Lao Zhanran." Yang Chong was stunned. Penglai Pavilion also has this secret method of stimulating potential, which is used at the moment of life and death, once it is displayed, it suddenly becomes extremely brave, but it needs to be recuperated for a long time afterwards, which hurts the body. Li Muchan smiled: "I want to kill Nie Wuqiu the most to take revenge!" He said again: "Master, let's breathe for a while...... Wait for the child to do it. "Okay. Master Zhuzhao nodded, and everyone had no objections, and they all sat cross-legged to the right of the tree and continued to breathe, and it would be a bloody battle later. Three hours passed quickly, and everyone woke up, their eyes sparkling, and their spirits adjusted to their best, and they were the most suitable for their hands. The six of them looked at Li Muchan and faintly felt that something was wrong, but they didn't know why. Master Zhu Zhao looked at Li Muchan, and his apricot eyes were full of surprise. She knew that this was a sign of the great success of the Great Ming King Sutra, and if she could control the Ming King without being affected by it, this disciple really surprised herself! Li Muchan now performed the Great Ming King Sutra, but he could suppress his cold thoughts, and his expression was as usual. He glanced at the crowd slowly, and floated forward through the treetops, and the six of them followed him, silently rushing towards the mountains that winded like dragons. It took a quarter of an hour for everyone to reach the foot of the mountain peak that Li Muchan said, and when they looked up, this peak was like an ice pick piercing the night sky. .................. Li Muchan made a gesture, everyone understood, put his feet lightly, and slowly climbed the mountain silently, Li Muchan stopped from time to time, moved slowly, and dodged traps and traps one by one. Yang Zhongzhong was secretly awe-inspiring, and he went up the mountain by himself, but he couldn't find these traps at all, how did he discover these traps at a young age? Could it really be the incredible magical powers of Buddhism? Li Muchan walked and stopped, like a tanuki, and the rest of the people followed suit, just this ability to evade the organs, everyone was convinced. Although the mountain peak was steep, it was not too high, and everyone soon reached the peak. The peak is a pine forest, lush and black in the moonlight, next to the pine forest are five small courtyards, facing the south and back to the north in a row, quietly like five fierce tigers lying down. Li Muchan turned his head to look over, stretched out his hand and pointed to the leftmost courtyard, and then pointed to an old man in Penglai Pavilion, and then stretched out his hand to point to the small courtyard next to him, and then pointed to another old man in Penglai Pavilion, so he pointed to the small courtyard and the people, and assigned their respective goals one by one. Everyone nodded, and in the end it was Yang Chong who was in a group with him, and Zhu Zhao Shitai and Wen Yinyue in a group, he stretched out his hand and slashed down, and everyone rushed out silently. "What people!" An earth-shattering roar sounded, followed by a muffled sound of "bang bang", like the beating of war drums, and the sound was deafening. Li Muchan's body was like a ghost, and he entered the courtyard and crashed directly into the east main house, and without waiting for the person's reaction, several sword qi came vertically and horizontally, weaving a dense sword net. "Ding Ding Ding ......" The sound of the sound kept coming, and a cloud of cold light enveloped a thin old man. Li Muchan said in a deep voice: "He was injured, and he was handed over to Senior Yang!" After that, he turned around and left, rushed directly through the five small courtyards, climbed over the peak, and reached the north, stepping on the bridge formed by four thumb-thick iron cables. (To be continued)