Just as he was smiling and comforting them, Madoka came again and said that the three girls were invited. Li Muchan followed Xiaoyuan to the small building where Mei Songwan was.

The small building is in the northeast corner of the lake, and the pavilion is surrounded by a wreath, quiet and still, the fragrance of flowers is lingering, it is really a paradise.

When he came, Mei Songwan was sitting in the small pavilion in the middle of the flower garden, holding a book in her left hand and pressing her right hand on the strings, plucking it from time to time.

She was dressed in a snow-white Luo shirt, reflecting her snow-white skin, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, and four white silk threads hung down around the small pavilion, swaying lightly with the wind, like fog and smoke. The little circle led him here, pursed his lips and smiled, and turned to leave. Li Muchan stood outside the fence gate, waited for a while, and saw that Mei Songwan was unconscious, and coughed lightly while reading him, the sound of the piano stopped, and Mei Songwan turned her head. Seeing that it was Li Muchan, she smiled, Ying Ying got up, and beckoned: "Master Zhanran, please."

Li Muchan saluted from afar, pushed open the fence, followed the path among the flowers, came to the small pavilion, and said with a smile: "Third girl, there is a disturbance." ”

Looking at it up close, Mei Songwan's face is like a piece of white jade, with curved eyebrows and starry eyes, showing gentleness, and her eyebrows are shrouded in a cold atmosphere. She chuckled = "I invited you here." You're welcome. "You may be seated. ”

She poured the tea herself, handed it over, her hands were like jade, there was no flaw, she didn't think it was beautiful at first glance, but the more she looked at it, the more she felt that there was a gentle charm, like a surging in full swing, and she needed to taste it carefully. Li Muchan took it, put it on the table, titheed, and said, "Third girl, thank you!" This thank you was very abrupt and vague, because of the Dafa of sacrificing one's life. Mei Songwan smiled: "It's useless for me to keep it, just give it to you, don't let others know and leave" Yes. Li Muchan nodded. He wondered, since she didn't know martial arts, why did the fourth son of the Wang family give him this set of body methods?

Mei Songwan's eyes were hazy, and she said lightly: "I haven't seen my grandfather for a long time...... This time, you congratulate my grandfather on his birthday, and catch a letter for me. Only then did Li Muchan understand that the old man Tiannan Lu was actually Mei Songwan's grandfather. "Yes. He nodded.

Mei Songwan took out a letter from her sleeve and put it on the table, and Li Muchan put it in her arms.

Mei Songwan smiled and said: "Grandpa, he believes in Buddhism, and he is a layman at home, so you can stay for a while and talk about Buddhism to your grandfather." ”

Li Muchan nodded slowly, and sighed secretly in his heart, if there is a life, it will be okay to stay for a while.

"Wait a minute, I'll go get something. She said, Ying Ying got up, curled like a willow, and disappeared into the small building.

When she came back a moment later, she brought a long vermilion wooden box, one meter long and two feet wide, and put it on the table and opened it to two white jade Buddha statues. Both of them are Maitreya Buddhas, with round bellies, and they are laughing openly.

Below the Buddha statue is a plain silk, faintly with small golden characters, beautiful and straight, Li Muchan glanced at it, and recognized it as the Diamond Sutra.

Mei Songwan pointed: "There is Master Lao,...... If Master can't go, don't be reluctant, just find someone to help you send it. Li Muchan smiled and nodded, closed the wooden box, and left with it. Hailing City is located at the junction of Haidong Province and Tiannan Province, the gateway that must be passed, and it is very prosperous.

Feixian Lou il is a big restaurant in the south gate of Hailing City, three storeys high, towering to the sky, almost can catch the clouds and make the moon, the style is very.

At the beginning of the lanterns, a monk suddenly came to Feixian Tower, a gray monk's robe, two swords crossed behind his back, a vermilion wooden box in his right hand, and a Buddha bead in his left hand, walking slowly.

He was thin, medium in height, with a long face, and his appearance was ordinary, but his complexion was as warm as jade, and his glow was inside, with a breath of dust wafting out. Seeing his temperament, the greeting did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly let go to the second floor, and found a seat by the window At this time, Mu was dark, the city was just starting to be lively, and there were not many people in the restaurant. He is Li Muchan. Bidding farewell to Meifu, after half a month of hard work, I finally went out of Haidong and came to the south gate of this day. Along the way, he acted chivalrous and righteous, did not idle to do good deeds, and picked a few big thieves' dens "Soon broke into a famous name, and the name of the double-sword monk Zhanran spread all over the world." I ordered a few random dishes and looked around.

There are only about a dozen tables in the hall, and there are four martial arts people sitting at a table in the west, eating food, drinking happily, talking and laughing wantonly, and covering the surrounding sounds. In the rest of the tables, there are also martial arts figures, but they are much more low-key and not as conspicuous as these four people.

The four men took their long knives out of their sheaths and placed them on the table, reflecting the light, bright and cold, but their faces were red and grinning. "Haha...... , Boss, have you heard, a monk has recently appeared, what is the double sword monk Zhanran, who kills people without blinking, it seems to be a monk from Landa Temple. "It's not from Landa Temple!" the middle-aged man sitting on the north head shook his head. His bearing was calm, and the cold lightning burst out between his eyes, and his cultivation was profound. "Isn't it really from the Landa Temple?" a red-faced man tilted his head and sighed, "I heard that this monk has infinite power and amazing swordsmanship, and no one can stop him." The middle-aged man in the north nodded: "It's not from Landa Temple,...... The monks of Landa Monastery rarely use swords, but mostly use fingering, palming, or fisting. ”

"In this way, it's really not from Landa Temple. The red-faced man nodded, and said with a smile: "Boss, why don't the monks of Landa Temple use swords?" "Don't disdain to use swords." The middle-aged man said lightly, the corners of his mouth spurted: "You don't need to use a sword, it's enough to "have a big breath!" The other three sneered.

The middle-aged man said lightly: "The monks of Landa Temple are indeed amazing, if you meet them, you can run as far as you can, and you must not fight." "Boss, the monks of Landa Temple are really so powerful,...... The middle-aged man nodded lightly and said, "As soon as the King Kong Finger comes out, none of you can run away!" Hearing the King Kong Finger, the three of them pursed their lips, but they didn't say much. The prestige of King Kong finger is known to everyone in the world, the finger power is colorless and invisible, and it is impossible to prevent it, they think that the four of them have been sinking for a long time, and after a few cups, they will soon be active again. "Boss, you say, these sword monks are Zhanran, where is it sacred?" The middle-aged man shook his head with an indifferent expression.

Another gray-clothed middle-aged man muttered: "The Seven Great Sects, he is neither from the Landa Temple, the Holy Snow Peak and the Canghai Sword Sect are women, and Penglai Pavilion is a Taoist priest, it is impossible for them to ,...... Nangong Family?"Trap Island or Changbai Sword Sect?" "Maybe it's not." The middle-aged man said lightly. The red-faced man opened his eyes vigorously: "Could it be the Eight Great Families?" The middle-aged man put down the silver cup and waved his hand: "Forget it, say this."

It's useless, let's just leave without touching it. The red-faced man smirked: "Hehe, boss, I can't wait to run into him!" I want to see how powerful this double-sword monk is!" "You're drunk!" The middle-aged man frowned, and said in a deep voice: "More things are better than less things, he even said, "Hehe, it's mostly false, it's really unacceptable!" The red-faced man waved his hand and disdained it. "Don't say a word, don't get into trouble!" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice. The middle-aged man in gray hurriedly stepped forward to cover the red-faced man's di, and said in a low voice: "Fourth, drink and drink,

The red-faced man struggled a few times, sang and finally liberated, took a long breath, and said: "Okay, I won't say it, in short, I think it's a waste of fame!" Li Muchan smiled slightly, shook his head, and then the little second dish came up.

He passed a table on the west side, but unexpectedly, one leg suddenly stretched out, and he fell, and the saucer on the wooden plate flew out. Li Muchan stretched out his hand and copied it, and the four saucers flew to the table one after another, steady and not overflowing. The little two fell to the ground, a bone got up, was vigorous, hurriedly picked up the wooden plate, and apologized, "Damn, where are you looking!" The red-faced man flew up and kicked Xiao Er

Xiao Er was kicked on the buttocks, in a dog-gnawing mud posture, very embarrassed, hurriedly got up, and still apologized vigorously.

He knows the temper of these martial arts hawkers, and he must not talk back at this time, if one is not good, he can slaughter himself with one knife. "Come here, lick your uncle's shoes clean!" the red-faced man pointed to his right foot. He had just stretched out his legs, and four saucers flew out, and a few drops of vegetable soup spilled and landed on his feet. The other three men looked at Xiao Er coldly. Xiao Er had a bitter face, stood there still, and pretended not to hear. "Dog, didn't you hear what the uncle said?!" The red-faced man shouted angrily, like a blast in the air, Xiao Er apologized with a bitter face, but did not step forward. The red-faced man stood up suddenly, walked up to him in three or two steps, and waved his hand in the face. Arsenic // Cape Cape Chirp ● Arsenic ● ● Cape ● Chirp Arsenic ● ● ● ● Cape Chirp Arsenic ● ● Cape Chirp r-● Moan ~ ∽ ~ ■● Chirp ● Arsenic ● ● 0 ● 11 ● ∽ Chirp Spoon Chirp Arsenic ● ● Cape Sing One by One!?" His hand suddenly stopped in the air, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a monk grabbing it

Li Muchan was watching the excitement from the sidelines, if he didn't die, he didn't bother to pay attention to it, and suffered some humiliation, as long as it wasn't about his life, he didn't want to care.

Mortals are like iron, the world is a furnace, everyone is tempered in this world, everyone has their own fate, maybe a momentary humiliation, but instead create a character. "What are you doing?!" The red-faced man's eyes widened, and he shouted in a low voice: "Nosy, little Li Muchan frowned, and said lightly: "Your mouth has caused you a lot of trouble, right?" "Use your care?!" The red-faced man was disdainful, glared and shouted angrily: "Let Lao Tzu go!" Li Muchan shook his head, smiled, and shook his hand, and the big man suddenly flew out. "Bang" He hit the vermilion pillar, slid down softly, and sat on the ground, unable to move. The restaurant shook for a while.

The three big men stood up violently, originally smiling, but at this time, their color changed, and they copied a single knife in their hands, surrounding Li Muchan in it. , The gray-clothed ten-year-old man pointed at Li Muchan with a single knife, and said coldly: "This monk, don't worry about some idle things, recite your scriptures, and cultivate your Buddha!" Li Muchan sighed: "The road is uneven, someone has to take care of it, he is making too much trouble." ”

The middle-aged man in gray snorted coldly: "You can't get by, what should you do!" "You can't get along with our brothers, so let's teach a few tricks!"

Li Muchan stretched out his right hand with a "bang", and the swarthy long sword in his hand drew an arc and slashed towards the three silver matches. "Ding, ding, ding!" The three of them swung their long knives and took a step back. The middle-aged man frowned, and said coldly: "Your Excellency is the Twin Sword Monk Zhan Ran?" "Yes, I am Zhan Ran. Li Muchan nodded, pointed at his long sword, and said lightly: "No wonder it's so unscrupulous, it's a bit of kung fu." "His sword has a huge strength, and ordinary masters can't hold the knife at all. But these three people just swung their hands, and the knife did not take off their hands, obviously not rotten hands.

The three of them glanced at each other, the middle-aged man frowned, and said in a deep voice: "In this case, let's see the kung fu of the double sword monk and offend!" The other two cooperated with the knife, and there were two cold mangs, striking on three sides, as if they were going to twist Li Muchan into Li Muchan smiled faintly, and the sword light in front of him, the peaks and peaks were stacked, like mountains and walls, sealing the three groups of silver mangs, but he could hear "Ding Ding ......"

The crisp sound was endless, like rain hitting buds, and more than a dozen people around the table turned around one after another, watching the excitement with great interest.

The double sword monk Zhan Ran, who has been extremely famous for a while, is a rare master of the younger generation.

Li Muchan shook his head, and his swordsmanship changed suddenly, from brilliant to dull, and his moves were mediocre.

The three of them secretly complained to themselves, only to feel that their hands and feet were tied, and the three silver rays slowly became smaller, as if the oil lamp had run out of lights, and the flame street was getting weaker.

Every sword of Li Muchan suppressed their majesty, like a mountain pressing down, little by little, calmly, and the fighting spirit of the three of them became weaker and weaker. "Ding, ding, ding!" The three single-handled knives flew out and nailed to the vermilion pillar, almost emptying the hands of the three people, and stood stunned.

Li Muchan's long sword was returned to the sheath, and he smiled: "I still have to be a man with my tail between my legs, you have a little three-legged cat kung fu, and you are still domineering, you really don't know the height of the sky!" The three of them blushed and were silent

The three of them are all middle-aged, but they were taught by the young Li Muchan like this, "Not only are they not grateful for the mercy of Li Muchan's subordinates, but they are very angry." "Pick up the knife and leave. Li Muchan waved his hand, turned around and sat down. The three of them glanced at each other, stepped forward and raised the knife, set up the red-faced man, and left without saying a word Li Muchan shook his head and smiled, not even bothering to ask their names. "Hehe, what a double-sword monk Zhanran, there are really two hits!" A loud laugh rang out, and the people around him were surging with blood and turned their heads to look.

At the top of the stairs stood two people, a thin old man and a burly middle-aged man, "with a simple face." Li Muchan frowned: "I don't know who you are?"

The middle-aged man stepped over, stood in front of him, and said with a simple smile: "Helian Keqing Ding Sheng!"

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