He raised a strong **, and wanted to go to this Canghai Sword Sect to take a look, and Meifu was compared with the Canghai Sword Sect. Such as ants than elephants.

His ambition is to be the first in the world, and he has been staying in Meifu. Even if you practice hard, it is difficult to achieve, and you can't do it behind closed doors. You need to broaden your horizons.

Gong Qingyun said lightly. The Canghai Sword Sect is one of the seven major sects in the world, and the Canghai Sword Technique is known as the unparalleled swordsmanship. Miss is deeply blessed, and Master Mengzhuxi is too favored. Bow to the gate of the sea!"

Li Muchan smiled: "Canghai Sword Sect!"

Gong Qingyun said again: "The big and small Xu martial arts are high. It is the introductory martial arts that have cultivated the Canghai Sword Sect

"The Xiaocanghai Sword Sect is an entry into martial arts?" Li Muchan sighed.

Mei Ruolan's martial arts are wonderful, and she is not as good as herself. He only cultivated the introductory kung fu of the Canghai Sword Sect. It's really more human than human. It's infuriating. "Envy, right?" Gong Qingyun squinted at him...... Yes," Li Muchan smiled calmly.

Gong Qingyun said lightly: "People have different fates, everyone has their own destiny, you have been a monk since you have been a monk, and you can only be a monk for the rest of your life." I was born in a wealthy family and was carefree. Dedicated to cultivating martial arts, the eldest lady has taken on heavy responsibilities since she was a child, looking at the scenery, but she has a difficult step."

Li Muchan laughed: "Senior sister believes in fate?"

, Xiao is, I believe in my fate!" Gong Qingyun looked up, looked through the branches, and looked at the sunset. His eyes blurred.

Li Muchan shook his head and smiled.

People can't look good, Senior Sister Gong looks sharp and stubborn, she should be a strong and unyielding character. Deal with fate disdainfully and want to rebel against fate. I didn't think about it. She believed in her fate!

Li Muchan floated away, and there was a soft sound in the distance. He came back soon and said with a smile: "Little Senior Sister." Let's go over there."

Gong Qingyun retracted his gaze. glanced at him, saw him smiling, and snorted softly: "What the hell are you messing with?!". When I went, I knew that Li Muchan smiled. Turn away. Gong Qingyun followed.

But more than 20 meters, the eyes suddenly became brighter, and there were four tree stumps on the ground, and a large piece of the sky was revealed without these four big trees. Looking up, you can see the red glow in the sky.

Next to it was a pile of leaves and branches, and four large trees were made into a large bed, two of which were the size of a normal bed. The rules are neat, and the style is simple and simple.

Except that it is not painted, it is the same as an ordinary bed.

Gong Qingyun was surprised, pointed at it, turned his head and asked, "This" This is what you did?" "How is my craftsmanship?". Li Muchan said with a smile.

Gong Qingyun looked at the bed, tightly sealed. It was quite beautiful, and he shook his head and said, "I really didn't expect it."

"My dad was a carpenter. It's just a little bit of homeschooling. Li Muchan said with a smile.

"Senior sister, let's go to the bed and talk." Li Muchan went to the bed and sat down.

Gong Qingyun hesitated for a moment and sat down on the edge of the couch.

Li Muchan's hands are sealed. Smiling, he said, "I'll meditate for a while." Senior sister can lie down. Recharge your batteries. ”

Xiao Gong Qingyun nodded. But he didn't lie down.

Suddenly ended the conversation, she was inexplicably lost, but she forcibly suppressed herself and acted as if nothing had happened.

Li Muchan smiled. The expression is serene, motionless like a statue.

Gong Qingyun sat down first and stared at Li Muchan for a while. I saw that his eyelids did not move. It's really settled. So he lay down and looked up at the sky.

The sky is full of colorful clouds. The sky is magnificent. She's obsessed with it.

The sun sets soon and twilight falls. Later, the night came up and flooded everything around. Darkness descended on the earth.

Gong Qingyun first looked at the sky, obsessed with the sunset. Later, at dusk, she also got up to meditate, regulate her pranayama and recuperate.

She knew that Li Muchan would never give up and would definitely make a fuss.

I don't know how long later, a sound suddenly sounded in her ears. Open your eyes. Li Muchan has already stayed. Tidy up the quiver behind you.

See her wake up. Li Muchan stopped his movements and said with a smile: "Senior sister is awake?"

Going to go when you're young?. Gong Qingyun asked.

Li Muchan said: "It stands to reason that the second half of the night is the best, but I can't wait, I'll go and see first." ”

"I'll go too!" Gong Qingyun jumped down. Li Muchan nodded:. Be careful and watch my gestures. ”

Haogong Qingyun agreed, and the two went south. When he came to the edge of the woods, he saw two fiery dragons rising into the air.

The path is lined with lanterns, and from a distance, two fiery dragons wind their way up. The bluestone trail is clearly illuminated.

Gong Qingyun frowned and said, "No."

Such a formation, even if it is extremely light, it will be discovered if you want to go up. Not immune.

Li Muchan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Let's break through!"

He turned his head and said, "Senior sister, you take the first step, I will kill a few people and go back, and I won't break in."

Gong Qingyun shook his head: "I'm with you!"

Li Muchan said:. Masters. You might as well work lightly as me, stay and run away for a while

Gong Qingyun said: "Then forget it." Let's go back!". Alas, "It's okay, let's go back!" Li Muchan smiled helplessly and nodded in agreement.

So the two of them rushed back, and after a while, they rushed back to their original places.

The Meifu team had already left, and they were heading south along the road. When they arrived in a small town, they found Mei Ruolan and them in a family in the town.

Seeing that the two came back safely, Mei Ruolan breathed a sigh of relief. Li Muchan didn't say much, just smiled bitterly. Go straight into the town and go straight to Crouching Tiger Mountain. “

Crouching Tiger Mountain is silent, and everything rests silently.

Under the moonlight, Li Muchan swept against the treetops, floated down from the woods, fell straight onto the bluestone path, and then galloped upward.

After walking more than a dozen feet away, he suddenly snorted: "What person?!"

Li Muchan's hand moved, the ice jade bow opened and closed, and a black light shot out, silently.

There was a muffled sound, and a bald man lay on the steps. With goose pins and arrows stuck in his chest, he was motionless and had lost his breath.

Li Muchan didn't look at him, he stepped over directly, and continued upward, the ice jade bow opened and closed at the same time, shooting an arrow upward.

A small snort" was a soft whistle, followed by another muffled snort.

His flying cloud archery technique is becoming more and more proficient, and the arrow contains profound internal force, although there are lanterns around him, but after all, it is not as good as day, and the arrow is silent. It's hard to prevent.

"What's the little one?!" an angry shout resounded through the mountains and forests.

The silence was broken, and then a whistling sounded one after another. One after another, the sound became one, and the entire Crouching Tiger Mountain was awakened, as if a tiger woke up.

In the sound of hurried footsteps, torches appeared above the bluestone path, bright as day.

Li Muchan looked up and saw that there were more than 20 bald men standing on top of more than 10 zhang, standing on ten steps full, and under the torches, more than 20 heads were shining.

They held torches and stared at Li Muchan, without saying a word, with their eyes full of eyes.

In the middle of the night, disturbing people's dreams, they were angry, and they wanted to cut Li Muchan with a thousand knives immediately. Feed the dogs.

Looking at them, Li Muchan smiled slightly, put an arrow on the bow, and shot out.

"Snort!" a soft whistle flashed.

"Ding" made a crisp sound, and a big man swung his knife to cut down the black light.

This big man is a burly man. Upper body bare. There is a tiger head embroidered on the chest, lifelike and powerful.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and said with a smile: "Little monk, there is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door in hell to step forward, and you will die!"

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, these guys are really good, although there are too many torches, bright as day, it is difficult to hurt people with secret arrows, but they can cut off Yanling arrows with one sword, which is not bad.

He put away the ice jade bow, drew his sword out of its sheath, swept more than a dozen zhang away, and came to the big man like a gust of wind, piercing his heart.

The big man slashed down again, and the tip of Li Muchan's sword was picked upward, and the swords intersected.

There was a crisp sound of "ding", the long knife of the big man swung up, and Li Muchan stabbed it and stabbed it into his heart, and then drew his sword and turned to the side of his body.

"Shh

The big man stretched out his hand and pointed at him, his mouth moved, and suddenly blood gushed up, and before he could make a sound, he slowly fell down, and was held by a big man beside him.

From Li Muchan stepped forward, the two fought, the long sword pierced in and out, it was only an instant, so fast that the big men did not react.

"Damn you, you damn it." A yellow-faced man gritted his teeth and snorted angrily, his neck was green and tendoned, like an earthworm winding, hideous and terrifying.

The ghost head knife sounded, and it flashed out a small snow-white cold light, which had slashed to the top of Li Muchan's head.

Li Muchan's sword tip was picked, collided with the blade, slammed away diagonally, and stabbed again.

He is dedicated to two purposes, practicing internal skills all the time, entering the realm very fast, and now the internal force is deep, coupled with the divine power of the body, and the integration of the bow technique, the power contained in the sword is extremely amazing.

"Tinker. A sword stretched out from the side, blocking his sword.

The yellow-faced man took a step back, cold sweat was dripping behind his back, and his face changed.

He handed the knife to his left hand, shook his right hand, swung it forward, and said in a deep voice, "Brothers, the idea is pierced." Guys shoulder to shoulder!"

"Shoulder to shoulder". The crowd shouted in a deep voice.

They are Dakou, they don't have to talk about any martial arts rules, no matter what the method is, if they defeat the opponent, they are heroes.

But. The bluestone steps are narrow enough to accommodate only two people at a time.

Two thin men stepped forward, and two long swords attacked at the same time, and the sword light was like mercury, and it was pervasive

The two look exactly the same, they both have cucumber faces, narrow eyes, and gloomy eyes.

The Open Bow Technique and the Shadowless Sword Technique are combined into one. The power is stronger, Li Muchan swings the sword like electricity, and the sword contains strong power. The two of them have such exquisite swordsmanship, but they can't have the upper hand.

Everyone was amazed. A short man said: "Twelve masters, this monk is very careful, let's wake up the big boss!", the yellow-faced man turned his head and glared: "Fart! Do we have to bother everyone to be, are we all wine bags and rice bags?".

A muffled "uh" interrupted him.

The two turned their heads to look, Li Muchan was drawing his sword, and the man on the left spurted a bloody arrow from his heart, slowly fell back, and was caught by the person behind.

The long sword was taken off, and Li Muchan took it with a copy of his hand, and shook the sword body slightly. Yang Tian laughed, and was arrogant: "If you have the guts, come here."

For the heavens, he is full of confidence and is proud.

I don't want to be stunned, I write a book, I write a book, what nonsense, but I can look at the subscription, and my heart is cold. It seems that this book is going to drink the northwest wind again.

Two cents for a thousand words, three cents for a low, I write hard for a day, from the morning, to the present at 11 o'clock in the evening, as long as you spend two or three cents, everyone spends these three cents, I have a way to live, I can continue to write, save these three cents, I have no way to live.

However, if you can save it, I can also understand it, maybe my level is too poor, it's not worth spending money, I'm very grateful to all of you who subscribed, thank you for your support to me, I must work hard to write seriously, work harder.

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