Li Muchan entered the hall, and more than 20 eyes shot at him, following him step by step, and came to the middle-aged woman.

Li Muchan hugged his fists and said: "Meet the senior Wang, the identity of the disciple is still expected to be kept secret." ”

"Oh-?" The middle-aged woman raised her eyebrows, her face was cold, and she slowly bowed her head: "Well, it's exactly what I want." ”

Li Muchan's heart was strange, the middle-aged woman in front of her was really Wang Xiu'e, the same age as her uncle, she was so young, as if she was more than ten years apart.

She is dressed in a velvet jacket, with a group of pleats on her lower body, graceful like a noblewoman, with a radiant appearance, and the peerless elegance of her youth still exists.

It's a pity that her expression is cold, her eyes are like frost, and there is a trace of cold air all over her body, which makes people dare not get close, and she has no kindness of an old man.

Li Muchan secretly thought, Uncle Tai looks like he is in his sixties, Wang Xiu'e is only in her fifties, it stands to reason that women age quickly, but the two are reversed.

Wang Xiu'e's eyes were cold, she looked up and down, without saying a word, and everyone around her didn't dare to speak, they all looked him up and down.

They were strange in their hearts, they didn't know which one the ancestor was singing, and sent someone to call them over to see important guests, but they didn't say the identity of the person.

Look at this young man, his bearing is luxurious and chic, but the Wang family is one of the few big families in the world, and he has seen high-ranking officials and nobles, giant businessmen and rich people, and there are many of them, but this person in front of him is not outstanding.

After a while, Wang Xiu'e opened her mouth and said lightly: "Is the old guy okay?"

Li Muchan faced everyone's scrutinizing gaze, his expression was calm, and he hugged his fists and smiled slightly: "Uncle Taizu is all right." ”

"Well, it's good that you're not dead!" Wang Xiu'e snorted coldly: "The debt hasn't been paid off, he wants to die, but it's not so easy!"

Everyone stepped up their speculation, this is obviously a figure of the same generation as the ancestors, and in the world, such characters can be counted on their fingers.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Uncle Tai sent me over to deliver the letter, since the letter has been delivered, the disciple is about to leave, don't dare to disturb!"

As he spoke, he wanted to retreat, but Wang Xiu'e suddenly raised her head and said lightly: "Slow!"

Li Muchan looked up at her and met her cold gaze.

"This is a letter from the old guy to you!" Wang Xiu'e waved her hand slightly, and a plain note on the table of the Eight Immortals, as well as an ebony sword, floated up, and "whoosh" to Li Muchan, it was as fast as electricity, and it came in an instant, showing a very deep internal force cultivation.

Li Muchan smiled, flicked his sleeve with his right hand, and under the ruthless sleeve, the two things suddenly froze, changing from extreme movement to extreme quiet.

A piece of paper and a sword hung in the air, Li Muchan put the wooden sword into his arms, looked at the plain note, only glanced twice, and then showed a wry smile, I didn't expect Uncle Tai to let him come, it was such a thing.

The letter said that he was sent over for a public case many years ago, involving Shengxue Peak.

Li Muchan wanted to represent the Wang family and go to Shengxue Peak to compete with the first master of the younger generation of Shengxue Peak, compete with each other, and regain the Wang family's secret heart method - Nine Turns of Washing the Pulp Sutra.

This incident originated sixty years ago, but unfortunately, for sixty years, no one has been able to defeat the disciples of the Holy Snow Peak, which is the regret of the Wang family and him.

Because the Nine Turns of the Pulp Washing Sutra was taken away, it had a lot to do with Lan Chunhe, so he had always been in his arms, so he trained Li Muchan so hard.

The Nine Turns of the Pulp Washing Sutra was taken away, one eliminated and the other rose, the Wang family was far less than before, if it weren't for Wang Xiu'e's support, it would have been no longer a family style.

And with the Nine Turns of the Pulp Washing Sutra, the Holy Snow Peak became stronger and stronger.

For more than 60 years, the Wang family has sent many disciples, none of whom can defeat the disciples of Shengxue Peak, and regaining the Nine Turns Washing Pulp Sutra has become a heart disease for Wang Xiu'e.

Wang Xiu'e glanced at Li Muchan, saw him wave his sleeves to stop two things, and his ice face showed a hint of a smile, and he bowed his head slightly.

As soon as the connoisseur stretched out his hand, he knew if there was one.

This time just now, it seems to be light, and it contains a huge internal force, and he can catch it lightly, and this skill is already amazing.

At such an age, with such a shocking internal force, it is no wonder that the old guy is full of words in the letter, and he is not ashamed, and he has to wash away the shame of sixty years.

Wang Xiu'e suddenly waved her hand: "You all go down!"

"Grandma......" A handsome middle-aged man got up and hesitated.

He has trimmed eyebrows and eyes, his nose is like a hanging gall, and he is majestic, obviously a character who is accustomed to giving orders, and his bearing is extraordinary.

Wang Xiu'e waved her hand and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, this little brother is a friend and not an enemy, so you don't have to be so nervous." ”

“...... Grandma, you can't be mistaken, right?" asked the middle-aged man carefully.

Wang Xiu'e's face sank, glared at him, and snorted: "You, mother-in-law, make people laugh,...... Get out!Get out!",

"Yes, yes, the child is gone. The handsome middle-aged man was busy.

He turned around and glanced at Li Muchan, clasped his fists and smiled slightly, and floated away from the main hall.

Li Muchan watched them leave, smiled and nodded, like a spring breeze, which made people feel good.

Wang Xiu'e retracted her gaze, shook her head and sighed: "Alas...... One generation is not as good as the next! The next generation is not as good as the next! A group of unproductive children and grandchildren!"

Li Muchan smiled and didn't speak.

Wang Xiu'e put away her sigh, and smiled on her cold face: "You are Zhanran, right?"

"Yes, senior, the disciple is polite!" Li Muchan took off the melon skin hat on his head, revealing his bald head, put the folding fan back into his sleeve, and titheed his hands together.

"Good, good, heroes come out of youth!" Wang Xiu'e said kindly.

At this time, the appearance was completely different from before, kind and peaceful, and the previous coldness was swept away.

Li Muchan buckled back the melon skin hat and said with a smile: "The disciple doesn't dare to be, but he just cultivates swordsmanship with Uncle Tai, and the heat is still far behind." ”

Wang Xiu'e smiled and said: "If you can win the old guy's favor, you can't be wrong,...... Although he is a bastard, his eyesight is not bad. ”

Li Muchan smiled and said nothing, unable to answer.

Wang Xiu'e said: "Okay, let's compare with my wife twice first, and see how far you have practiced." ”

After that, she flashed, and came to Li Muchan and patted lightly.

Li Muchan took out a folding fan from his sleeve, using the fan as a sword, a light stab, a wonderful stab, Wang Xiu'e seemed to automatically send her palm up.

She hurriedly turned her palm into a finger, and her finger was like a sword, and pointed it at the fan.

The folding fan "popped" open, meeting her fingers, and the landscape fan collided with the two fingers, silently, and each other took a step back.

"Okay!" Wang Xiu'e exclaimed and looked Li Muchan up and down.

Although she knew that Li Muchan's internal strength was profound, she didn't expect that it was so profound that it shocked the world.

She asked, "Are you practicing the Dragon Snake Flying Ascension Technique?"

Li Muchan shook his head: "Canghai Divine Skill." ”

Wang Xiu'e shook her head and sighed: "You are a man, practicing the magic of the sea, and you can reach this point, it is really an outlier!

She is familiar with Lan Chunhe, and she is naturally no stranger to the martial arts of the Canghai Sword Sect, and knows that the male disciples of the Canghai Sword Sect mostly practice the Dragon and Snake Flying Ascension Technique, and rarely practice the Canghai Divine Skill.

Even if you cultivate, you don't have much future, you can't practice to the top, compared with your daughter's body, you get half the effort, and the gains outweigh the losses, so it's better to cultivate the dragon and snake flying ascension technique.

The Dragon and Snake Ascension Technique is also a thaumaturgy, easy to get started, difficult to improve, but if you practice it well, although the power is slightly inferior to the Canghai Divine Skill, it is enough to run rampant in the martial arts.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "The disciple is just a fluke. ”

Wang Xiu'e nodded and said with a smile: "You have a good internal skill, and your swordsmanship is also good, but it is not bad, it seems that the revitalization of my Wang family is promising!"

Li Muchan said: "I heard from the master, it seems that there are some disputes with the Nangong family?"

"Hmph, Nangong family, it's too much to deceive people!" Wang Xiu'e sneered.

Li Muchan asked, and Wang Xiu'e spoke in detail.

Speaking of which, this is a trivial matter, a disciple of the Nangong family is not good, and he deceives people too much, and he is seen by the people of the Wang family, and he is upset.

So the two fought, and the disciples of the Wang family accidentally killed the disciples of the Nangong family.

This can be regarded as a catastrophe, the Nangong family was furious, and the momentum came violently, and they had to hand over the murderer.

And the Penglai Wang family did not pay, so the two families began to clash and gradually escalated.

Li Muchan listened, thoughtful, silent, just sighed faintly.

There is really no choice for such a thing, the Penglai royal family can't hand over people, otherwise, the prestige will be lost, the huge family will fall apart.

As far as the Nangong family is concerned, not a single disciple can be sheltered, and if he is killed, he cannot take revenge, and he is also majestic and mournful, and the blow is too great.

If you want to restore your majesty, you can only catch the murderer from Penglai Wang's family and avenge your disciples.

For the sake of their own prestige, no one can retreat, taking a step back is not suitable for the sea and the sky, and retreating means losing everything.

Wang Xiu'e sneered: "Hmph, if the Nine Turns of the Washing Pulp Sutra is here, why be afraid of this Nangong family!"

Li Muchan frowned and said: "Senior, the Nangong family has Nangong Sidao, in case he really makes a move in the end, ......"

"What about the shot!" Wang Xiu'e snorted disdainfully: "Nangong Sidao, this old man, relying on his own number one master in the world, acts recklessly in the martial arts, but in our Wang family, he doesn't dare to be too presumptuous!"

Li Muchan looked at her, his eyes revealing inquiry.

Wang Xiu'e snorted: "Although I am not his opponent, it is not difficult to lose both!"

Li Muchan nodded slowly, didn't ask any more, and suddenly thought of her killer feature, which was the Dafa of sacrificing one's life, and he had been taught by Mei Songwan at the beginning. ,

Li Muchan said: "The younger generation was born in Meifu, if it is effective, but please command,...... But the younger generation didn't want to get involved in the Canghai Sword Sect, so they came with makeup. ”

"No wonder ......," Wang Xiu'e nodded.

She smiled: "Zhan Ran, you have this heart, and the old woman understands it." ”

Li Muchan said with a smile: "Seniors, although the juniors are not talented and can't deal with any masters, but it's always good to have a little more strength, isn't it?"

“...... Well, you follow the old man. Wang Xiu'e nodded slowly.

She pondered for a moment and said: "You have learned the swordsmanship of the Canghai Mountain Town School, the swordsmanship is already exquisite, and the old body still has a set of swordsmanship here, so I simply passed it on to you, although it is not as good as the nine swords of the Canghai, but it is also worth practicing." ”

"This ......" Li Muchan hesitated.

Wang Xiu'e said: "The nine sects of Canghai are extremely wonderful, even if you practice, the results are limited,...... The old guy praised your amazing understanding, practice my Yellow Dragon Flying Sword, and see how good your understanding is!"

Li Muchan hesitated, he was unique, how could he pass it on lightly, even if he was responsible for the martial arts competition, it was still not appropriate to pass on his swordsmanship.

He even thought that this senior didn't have murderous intentions, and after the martial arts competition, Yu Mo killed the donkey, and killed himself to prevent the Wang family's martial arts from leaking.

Wang Xiu'e smiled: "Don't worry, this Yellow Dragon Flying Sword is the old woman's self-realization, it can't be regarded as the Wang family's mastery, there is only one trick, it doesn't matter if you pass it on,...... Besides, the old woman is still counting on you to fight for your strength, defeat the Holy Snow Peak, and recapture the Nine Turns Washing Pulp Sutra!"

"Yes!" Li Muchan titheed and no longer refused.

Wang Xiu'e snorted: "The old guy is cunning, let you bring the wooden sword, just want me to pass on your Huanglong Flying Sword, and play this trick with me!"

Li Muchan was even more relieved, and said with a smile: "The disciple is flattered. ”

Wang Xiu'e said lightly: "This sword is not so easy to practice, it depends on how well you understand!"

Then, she reached out and beckoned.

Li Muchan knew the opportunity, and with a flick of his sleeve, a black light shot out and fell on her hand.

Wang Xiu'e held a small ebony sword in her right hand, slowly pressed it to the center of her eyebrows, her eyes closed, motionless, and after a while, she shook it suddenly.

"Bang!" Like a thunderclap on the ground, the small ebony sword had sunk into the door frame of the main hall, and the handle was gone, revealing the tip of the sword outside.

Li Muchan was startled, his hair exploded, and his whole body was tense.

He thought to himself, if this sword shot at him, he would definitely not be able to dodge, and he didn't see the shadow of the little sword at all, the last moment was in Wang Xiu'e's hand, and the next moment was in the door frame.

Looking at the current appearance, you can see the weight of this sword, and the material of this sword is also excellent, it can be inserted into the door frame like an iron sword without damage.

Looking at the appearance of the door frame, it is also an unusual material, hard and strong.

Wang Xiu'e opened her eyes and asked with a smile, "Zhan Ran, how is this sword?"

Li Muchan sighed: "Amazing...... No one can take its edge. ”

"It's a sword I've created in my life. Wang Xiu'e sighed, shook her head and said, "It's a pity that those unscrupulous descendants can't learn,...... Their skills are so poor that it's useless to learn them!"

She looked at Li Muchan and said eagerly: "You are different, you have profound skills, if you can practice, you can really exert the power of this sword!"

Li Muchan said with a smile: "I hope the disciple will not disappoint the seniors." ”

Wang Xiu'e snorted: "You can't learn this sword, you don't want to win the Holy Snow Peak!"

Subsequently, she began to explain in detail, Li Muchan sighed, it is really worthy of the sword created in his life, the complexity of this sword is better than the nine swords in the sea, the use of internal force, subtle and complex, and those who are impure in internal force are impossible to do. (！)