He spun around twice and didn't get anything. So I looked down at the river and tried to figure out why it was so bright, as if there was a night pearl shining on it, illuminating the whole cave, like a dream, reflecting stalactites, beautiful. Soon it became clear that there was something strange about the stone at the bottom of the river, as if it could shine, and he stabbed it with his sword, and dug a piece with great difficulty, and this stone was harder than iron. Move the stone from the tip of the sword to the palm of your hand, hold it and look closely, like white jade, emitting a glowing white light. Suddenly, a cold qi flowed out of the stone, drilled into the palm of the hand, and drilled along the meridians until it reached the dantian, delaying the internal force for a while before slowly dissipating. Li Muchan was surprised, the three yang true qi in his body was just to the yang, and the cold qi often turned into intangible, like snow meeting boiling water, this cold qi persisted until the dantian could still exist, which can be described as pure. If you meet such a master of internal force, it is not good, he uses his power to enter the stone, and suddenly the light shines, he collects the internal force, and it returns to normal, and the faint glow flows. Li Muchan laughed, this thing is good, it can be used as a pearl of the night, he suddenly wanted to dig more and send it to the Wuji Hall of Canghai Mountain, or to the Falling Star Pavilion of the cold and frost-free. Canghai Mountain is too far away, it is inconvenient to transport, although Xinghu Xiaozhu is far away, it can be transported over, he suddenly became excited, Zhang Qiaoyi and they will be very happy, as for the lake master Leng Wushuang, he doesn't care much about these, he may just smile. For this smile, it was worth the hard work, he grinned, did it when he thought of it, used the merit on the sword, and began to dig stones. He recalled in his mind the size of the Falling Star Pavilion and the size of Zhang Qiaoyi's three daughters' water pavilion, and was ready to pave the ground with this kind of stone. It's a pity that the area here is small, otherwise, you can turn the entire corridor of the Star Lake into this, and look at it at night, like a fairy palace. Thinking of this, he became more and more excited and began to work. In the snort, one by one the stones were dug out and thrown aside, and in the blink of an eye he dug a pile, looked up, and couldn't help grinning when he thought of the future situation. Half an hour later, the whole ground had been dug out and sunk two meters, and he estimated that the stones should be enough, and if they were not enough, he would come and get them. The ground is hard, I don't know how deep it is, and I can't see the slightest change, it seems that the structure here is peculiar, like a jade mine. He had been digging for so long, but he still hadn't seen anything special, and he shook his head, a little disappointed. He slowly looked up at the stalactites hanging in the air, beautiful, and the middle-aged man was able to hide in the stones, obviously there was some mystery. He pressed each milk stone in turn, probing inside, and after inspecting it, he smiled and shook his head, they were really ingenious. He slammed his hand into his hand and slapped it on a stalactite. "Bang" the milky stone cracked, "bang" fell down, the golden light flashed and fell, and when it was quiet, a pile of gold bills fell in the water, mixed with some jewelry. Li Muchan sighed, these guys are really rich, this pile of gold is enough for thousands of taels, enough for the family to live without worrying about food and clothing for a lifetime. There are more than a dozen such stalactites, and the things hidden in them may be even more precious, and it is really ingenious that they can hide things in them, and they don't know what magic method they used. He closed his eyes slightly, closed his features, and opened his intuition. After a while, he opened his eyes, came to a stone wall, touched it, and somehow pressed it, and suddenly there was a bang, and a hole opened in the stone wall. Li Muchan only felt that his hairs stood up, and the cold air surged up from the tail, his figure flashed, and he withdrew a foot away, but saw a black shadow drill out like a ghost. Li Muchan was vigilant in his heart, and intuitively felt that this person was dangerous, a serious danger. This man was about fifty or sixty years old, dressed in black, his face was like dead wood without a trace of fluctuation, and his eyes were bright and deep, and at a glance he was like gazing at the stars and the sea, and his heart was fascinated and he could not extricate himself. The old man in black glanced at the cave, looked at Li Muchan again, and said nothing, and suddenly flashed, ghostly came behind him, and pressed it with a palm. Li Muchan disappeared in a flash, changed his shape, and appeared a zhang away, the man in black hit him empty, and continued to attack without hesitation, and then went behind Li Muchan. Li Muchan once again cast a shape-shifting shadow, and the two of them flashed and flashed, like two phantoms swirling in the cave, and no one could help anyone. Li Muchan's heart was vigilant, and he didn't dare to accept the call easily, seeing that this person's cultivation was not as deep as his own, but his intuition warned him that he obviously had a strange trick. ,

If you don't see the reality clearly, it's best to avoid it, and use light work to consume him, at least to consume his internal strength. The old man stopped chasing, and his figure stopped abruptly. "Who are you?" his dry voice sounded slowly. Li Muchan also stopped, more than a foot away: "Burning Sun Sword Li Feng!" "Burning Sun Sword Li Feng ......" The old man groaned and shook his head: "I haven't heard of it, how did you come here?" Li Muchan said: "You are the big boss?" "Not bad." The old man nodded, frowned, and said, "What happened to the people in the village?" Li Muchan spread his hands: "I've killed them all." The old man's eyes froze, like two swords stabbing straight over, Li Muchan only felt that his eyes were bright, as if a sun was falling, his eyes were as painful as sword stabs, and tears couldn't help but gush out. He didn't dare to slack off, his figure disappeared in place in a flash, which was able to avoid the old man's right palm, and then flashed again, like a ghost, flashing and flashing, moving indiscriminately, without regularity. At this time, he was secretly shocked, he didn't expect to be plotted like this, not only his eyes stinged, but the pain spread to his mind, and the Void Eye actually failed. Li Muchan only relied on his intuition to cast a shapeshift, not to be hit by the old man, in this case, there is no other way but to rely on intuition. The old man suddenly broke off, a cold light hit his body, Li Muchan hurriedly waved his sword, and "Ding Ding ......" was a crisp sound. Taking advantage of the exchange of hidden weapons and long swords, there was a noise, and the old man approached silently, without a sound, wanting to sneak attack Li Muchan. In such a situation, it is difficult to detect his proximity by relying on his ear power, but he relies on his intuition and faintly senses his approach. He pretended not to know, and after swinging his sword, he listened to the old man's opposite direction. Faintly feeling that it was almost over, he suddenly swung his sword, and the sword body felt an obstacle, and then the old man's muffled snort. Li Muchan's mind was in his eyes, and the relics that had not moved for a long time suddenly turned around, sending a faint stream of gold, circling around his eyes and disappearing in his eyes. His eyes recovered, and then he realized that it was a blessing to be able to see things, and that the pain that he could not see with his eyes was difficult to experience without experiencing it himself. He pretended not to see, but still listened attentively, simply closed his eyes, opened the Eye of the Void, and saw that he was injured in the palm of his hand, presumably blocking the sword with his hand, pulling a gap, and the blood was dripping. The old man frowned and stared at him, suddenly stomped his foot, and suddenly the water splashed, and a wave pressed down on him, Li Muchan swung his sword, and there was not a drop of water on his body. The old man took advantage of this opportunity to get closer, standing silently two meters away from him, reaching for it, he took out a snake from his arms and slowly put it down. Li Muchan's Void Eye saw that this snake pattern was extremely beautiful, obviously highly poisonous, and it burrowed into the water and then silently drilled over and shot towards his legs. Li Muchan's feet shook, and suddenly a circle of ripples swayed on the surface of the water, and in silence, the flower snake was shocked to death, and this soft energy was extremely exquisitely controlled. Seeing this, the old man immediately knew that Li Muchan could see it, and sneered: "Okay!" His soul deterrence technique was not effective, this was the first time he had encountered it, he aroused his interest, took out a strange short stick from his arms, and pounced on Li Muchan. Li Muchan knew that it was exposed, but he didn't open his eyes, closed his eyes and swung his sword, meeting the strange short stick, and there was a muffled "poof", like hitting a piece of wood. The strange thing is that this short stick has no loss, his Sun Sword is a sword, and the iron is like clay, and it is not enough to sharpen a wooden stick, and the material of this wooden stick is extremely strange. The body of the stick is bent like a snake, and it is covered with patterns, and these patterns come into view, and a chill is felt all over the body, which is gloomy and uncomfortable. Fortunately, the hot air around him quickly dispelled the chill, and the sword light shone like the sun, encircling the old man in it. The old man's moves are strange and weird, not ordinary martial arts moves, but one finger on the left, one block on the right, the body is twisted, and the feet are jumping, as if he is dancing the gods. Li Muchan felt more and more weird, the more he used his skills to protect his body, the denser the sword light became, and the scorching sun swordsmanship was endless, but it was difficult to defeat the old man. He didn't have any moves, he just saw the moves, but he always hit the gap in the scorching sun swordsmanship, as if he had penetrated the magic of the scorching sun swordsmanship, and the short stick looked unthreatening, each of which made him uncomfortable, blocking the surging sword momentum, and he couldn't follow the trend. After more than 30 moves, he felt stuffy, as if he couldn't exhale happily in one breath, and every time he wanted to exhale, he was held back. After dozens of strokes like this, the blood and qi floated, and his heart became restless, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth, and he tried to hit him with a short stick, and he also wanted to use his sword to move happily. ,

Sure enough, the short stick came out of the hole like a poisonous snake, and through the gap of the sword move, it hit his chest lightly, and he used his internal strength to protect his body, and he didn't care. His Vajra is not bad magic skills have now reached the end of the world, and he is almost one step away from being perfected, and now his Vajra is not bad magic skills, even if the divine weapon is sharp, it will not be damaged. Unless the internal force is far superior to him, coupled with the divine weapon, he can break through the defense of King Kong's incorruptible divine skill and hurt him, so he is so confident. The short stick was close to him, but he didn't feel pain, lighter than a mosquito bite. He slashed out with a move, and suddenly there was a flash in front of him, as if he was in a trance, and came to Canghai Mountain, he was stunned, he didn't expect how to get to Canghai Mountain, and suddenly there was a scream from the mountain. He was startled, and ran up the stone steps like a leopard with his legs to the Wuji Palace, but saw that the blood in the Wuji Hall was flowing like a river, and the fishy smell was nauseating. The pale stone slab ground turned red, and there was a row of people lying on the ground, Master Zhuzhao Shitai, Senior Sister Wen Yinyue, as well as Mei Ruolan, Gong Qingyun, Xiaoyuan, and even a few junior sisters. They were naked, naked, with pieces of Yu Qing on their bodies, with resentment and horror on their faces, and died a miserable death. Li Muchan only felt that his eyes were dark, and his blood surged up his head, staring at everything in front of him in disbelief, and after a long time, he spewed out a bloody arrow and roared in the sky. He turned his head to look around, the Void Eye opened, the entire Canghai Mountain was silent, the blood flowed like a river, there was not a single living person, all the people died, including the predecessors of the Yanwu Hall and the Cuifeng Pavilion, they all died cleanly, not a single remnant, and the huge Canghai Mountain was filled with blood. "Ah......h Why did he leave Canghai Mountain, knowing that the people of Eastern Chu would not give up, why did he still have a fluke mentality and still leave Canghai Mountain? If he didn't leave, the people of Eastern Chu would attack, and he would be able to resist for a while, even if he couldn't save all the disciples of Canghai Mountain, he could still save Ruolan, Master, Senior Sister, and Qingyun and Xiaoyuan. All blame yourself, blame yourself for not caring enough about them, they are all dead, what is the point of living alone in the world. It's better to die, join them, and accompany them to reincarnation. This thought took root in my mind when I came out of my life, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was right, I should commit suicide and go down to accompany them as soon as possible. He picked up the long sword and floated to the top of the Canghai Mountain, standing on a boulder and looking at the layers of white clouds in the distance, and the wind was fierce. There was only one thought in his heart, the world was so big, but there was no place for him, it was better to go back, it was better to go back! Tears poured out unconsciously, wetting his face. He raised his hand and picked up the long sword and gently wiped it on his neck, just like that, he could be freed, from now on, he no longer had to bear guilt, no longer had to be tormented by endless thoughts, he would soon be able to reunite with the master and them, and he would be a master and apprentice in the next life! He showed a relieved smile, the long sword slashed lightly, about to touch the neck, suddenly stopped, the sword and the neck were only an inch apart. He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, knotted a handprint with his hands, and suddenly broke off and shouted: "Moo-!" As soon as this trick came out, his whole body first shook, his flesh and blood trembled like a sieve, and his soul trembled together, and then the whole world shook, and everything in front of him began to collapse, shatter, and turn into pieces and float away. In a trance, he opened his eyes, and instead of sitting on the top of the mountains of the sea, he sat in the water, and the stones on the ground emitted a glow, reflecting the surroundings. An inexplicable sense of vicissitudes permeated my heart, as if I was in another world. After a while, his mind began to start slowly, remembering the previous situation, he was fighting with people, and then he inexplicably arrived at Canghai Mountain. All this seems to have passed for a long time, for decades, and then looking at the old man in black in front of him, he actually felt strange, everything in front of him felt strange, as if he had seen each other again after decades. His mind turned faster and faster, his mind regained its agility, and he finally returned to normal, let out a long sigh, and looked at the stick at his feet, which sank to the bottom of the water, and was reflected by the light of the water, like a strange snake. Look at the old man again, his throat was bleeding, he was lying in the water trembling slightly, with a relieved smile on his face, without a trace of pain. He was already dead of rage, and the dagger in his right hand was still stained with blood, apparently by suicide. Li Muchan understood in a blink of an eye that this old man gave himself a fantasy and let himself commit suicide, and after being cracked by himself, he reversed, causing his suicide. ,

He didn't know what it was, it must be a secret art. This secret technique is used on others to be ten out of ten, and the power is endless, no matter how strong the martial arts are, there is nothing to be done, but to commit suicide obediently. But when he ran into himself, he was unlucky, his concentration was so deep that he had already sharpened it indestructible when he had cultivated the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill, and he had the Heaven and Man Divine Sutra, and he was even more familiar with the world of contemplation, even better than this old man. First, there was concentration and unmoved, and then there was a counterattack by the heaven-watching people and gods, and the two-pronged approach prompted the suicide of the old man, otherwise the secret technique would not have been successful, and the backlash would not have been so serious. He took a long breath, secretly feeling lucky, this time it was really dangerous and dangerous, but he didn't expect this old man to be so weird and unguardable. There are many strange people in the world, and you really have to be careful when walking the rivers and lakes, sometimes high martial arts are not necessarily useful, he is secretly vigilant. Glancing at the old man, Li Muchan slowly walked to the dark stone room. The stone room is simply furnished, only a stone table, a stone couch, and an old yellow futon on the couch, and nothing else. This old man is really an ascetic, and it is no wonder that he has such pure spiritual power, and one of the ways to obtain spiritual power is asceticism. He was suddenly attracted by a black Buddha statue on the desk. This black Buddha statue looks familiar, he contemplated it, he had got a black Buddha in the Crouching Tiger Temple, although it is different from this black Buddha, but its style, color, and technique are the same! He walked up to the case, looked carefully, the black Buddha is a reclining Buddha, there is a person lying on the huge lotus, the body is stretched and relaxed, the eyes seem to be open, as if closed, the lips are smeared with a mustache, the appearance looks handsome and young, is a young monk. It is indeed different from his black Buddha statue, but it is full of charm, and there is a trace of evil in his laziness, and there is no sense of solemnity and sacredness. Li Muchan thought about it, took two steps back, slowly raised his hand and made a move, and the black Buddha flew into his hand, carefully put it in his arms, and turned around and left the stone room. Out of the stone chamber and pressed next to it, the stone chamber closed with a bang, and the surroundings returned to tranquility, as if nothing had happened, only a pile of shining stones next to it. He was not in a hurry to move out, he carried the two old men out of the cave, returned along the same road, went to the Qingniu Village, threw the two of them under the steps, and sat in the main hall thinking about what to do next. Qingniuzhai was finally eradicated, and he was also relieved, he didn't expect that the little Qingniuzhai hidden dragon and crouching tiger, hidden strange people, if it wasn't for his luck, he would really be folded here. The biggest gain this time was not the stones, nor the treasures, but the Black Buddha.

He slowly raised his head, and a young man in a yellow shirt was standing at the entrance of the hall, glaring at him coldly.