They looked strange and wanted to step forward, but eight people had already occupied the place, and then someone would go in, people

Too much, hindering each other, but reducing the power.

They looked anxious, and someone shouted, "Senior Sister Yang, work harder!"

Yang Ying's face turned red, her lips pursed tightly, she didn't say a word, the sword was like a match, the sword light became more and more prosperous, and the women applauded.

Not only swordsmanship, but also deep internal force cultivation, so there is this power.

Yang Ying was not at all proud, her thin eyebrows were frowning, as if she had encountered a problem, and the light of the long sword in her hand became more and more vigorous, as bright as electricity.

Her sword momentum grew stronger and stronger, but her speed became slower and slower, as did the seven swords around her.

They feel that they are trapped in a quagmire, every movement is very difficult, and there is a tendency to become more and more difficult.

She wanted to struggle, but as soon as the internal force came out, the power of the obstacle increased, and she tried her best, but to no avail, at most the long sword was brighter, and it was still as slow as a turtle.

She was anxious in her heart, and shouted: "Everyone come up!"

When the women heard this, they were stunned, and then drew their swords and came out, and more than 30 girls rushed over together, some rose up, some were short, and stabbed one after another.

The tip of the sword was like a swarm, and Li Muchan had nowhere to hide around him.

"Good time!" He laughed, his palms quickened.

Everyone was hunting in rags, and the long swords "swished", and they flew out one after another, like a fish returning to the sea, flying to Li Muchan's side, and revolving around him.

The women were empty-handed, couldn't help but retreat, and looked at Li Muchan fixedly.

Li Muchan's palms waved slowly, and more than thirty long swords circled around him, encircling him

The sword danced with the swing of both palms, and at first glance it looked like a silver dragon flying.

Yang Ying bit her lip and glared at Li Muchan.

Li Muchan smiled and pulled his palms, "Ding." Ding Ding ...... "There was a crisp sound, more than thirty."

The long sword fell into the ground and formed two big characters: "Canghai".

"Senior Sister Yang, junior sisters, I have conceded. Li Muchan smiled.

Yang Ying bit her lower lip, her expression was complicated, her eyes flickered for a long time, and she let out a long sigh: "Senior brother's magic skill, the little woman admires it!"

Li Muchan smiled: "I'm a big bully, it's nothing." ”

Yang Ying asked, "Senior Brother Zhanran, this is the Nine Palms of the Sea, right?"

Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "Exactly." ”

Yang Ying said: "Sure enough, there is no way to do it, and it is not a shame to be defeated under this set of palms."

Li Muchan smiled and did not speak.

Some women asked, "Senior Brother Zhanran, have you seen Uncle Tai?"

Li Muchan nodded: "Yes, Uncle Tai's demeanor is beautiful." ”

The women gossiped, asking him everything, asking him how old he was, what he usually liked to eat, asking him what kung fu he had practiced before, and asking him how many layers of Canghai Shengong he had.

Li Muchan's expression was calm, and he answered them one by one, without any impatience, which provoked the secret praise of all the women.

In the end, Li Muchan raised his voice and said: "Senior sisters, when you come down, you are learning from everyone to learn the magic skills of the sea, and the rest of the martial arts, I'm afraid they are not as good as your junior sisters." ”

Yang Ying asked, "Senior Brother Zhan Ran, what level has your Canghai Divine Skill reached?"

Li Mu said: "Six layers. ”

"Ahh

The more the Canghai Divine Skill goes, the more difficult it becomes, most of them are the first layer, and the second layer "Yang Ying is the strongest, and it is the third layer.

For them, the sixth layer is far away, and they can only look up.

Yang Ying shook her head and sighed: "How long have you been practicing......"

They all know that Senior Brother Zhan Ran started from the outer gate to the disciple of the lineage, and in less than a year, it is no wonder that he can be promoted to become a disciple of the lineage.

There are certainly many geniuses in this world, such as a few descendant disciples, and even more so as Senior Sister, but such a genius as Senior Brother Zhan Ran has never been seen.

I'm afraid that the Canghai Sword Sect in the past dynasties has no such characters.

Li Muchan Weifu said: "Before I joined the faction, my internal strength was not shallow, and the foundation was well laid, if I started from scratch."

At first, I'm afraid it's similar to your junior sisters.

Yang Ying pursed her lips, disapproving, knowing that he was humble and comforting everyone.

Li Muchan said again: "Canghai Shengong, the artistic conception is the heaviest, don't blindly cultivate, you might as well have more."

Observe nature and experience the wonder of heaven and earth. ”

"Senior Brother Zhan Ran, it is said that you gave Senior Sister Xiaoyuan a painting, and after watching it, you practiced the Canghai God Skill with half the effort

Double, isn't it?" asked a young girl, tilting her head.

Li Muchan nodded: "Not bad,...... I made some more paintings, which are in the dining hall, so you might as well figure it out more, maybe you will get something. ”

Another girl asked, "Zhan Ran Shiyan-, are there any shortcuts?"

Li Muchan shook his head: "There is no shortcut to practice, hard work and understanding, especially the Canghai Divine Skill, both are indispensable, huh...... , junior sisters, tell the truth for your brother, you don't like to hear it. ”,

"What's the matter, Senior Brother Zhan Ran, but it's okay to say it. Yang Ying seemed to be smiling.

Li Muchan said slowly: "Since this is the case, I will tell the truth,...... All the junior sisters have not been able to get the sea

The true meaning of divine power, if you continue like this, you can only stop at the third layer in your life.

"Ah......" The women were surprised and looked at them unconvinced.

Li Mu

He smiled: "You junior sisters are not convinced?"

Yang Ying thought for a moment and said lightly: "Senior Brother Zhan Ran, how can you say this?"

Li Muchan said: "The senior sisters only know how to practice, carry the internal breath, do not know how to bow themselves, do not know how to understand the natural changes of heaven and earth, although it is lively and happy to get together all day long, but there is no deep thought, if it goes on like this, the Canghai Shengong will stop at the third layer." ”

Yang Ying asked: "Senior Brother Zhan Ran, in this way, it is best to practice the Canghai Divine Skill alone?"

Li Muchan said: "Yes, it's best to cultivate alone, think while practicing, and enter the realm faster."

January time passed in a blink of an eye, and early that morning, Li Muchan went to the pine forest in the back mountain, uncle

Zu Lanchun and wearing a yellow shirt, stood with his hands in his hands.

He secretly screamed bitterly, hurriedly quickened his pace, hurried forward, and sighed in his heart, it was already an hour in advance, but he didn't expect it to be late.

When he approached, he was about to merge when a yellow shadow flashed in front of him, and a palm reached his chest.

This palm is extremely fast, he can't dodge it, only the palm is hard to connect, like the water internal force instantly reached the right palm, to meet it.

There was a muffled "bang", his monk's robe hunted and drummed, and his feet stepped on the ground with "sneer" one by one, and he slipped out two feet away.

"Uncle Tai Ancestor......" Li Muchan suppressed the churning qi and blood, and hurriedly called.

Lan Chunhe snorted coldly: "Stinky boy, it's late again!"

After saying that, the yellow shadow flashed, and when it came to Li Muchan's back, he pressed his right palm.

Li Muchan twisted his body and flashed sideways, drew an arc with the trend, wrapped Lan Chunhe's wrist, Lan Chunhe snorted, and flipped

With a press of his wrist and his palms colliding, Li Muchan took another step back, and his blood was surging.

The two of you fought back and forth, the nine palms of the sea were fully displayed, and Li Muchan was full of sensitivity and one heart

Three-use, on the one hand, the King Kong is not bad, and on the other hand, the sea is not bad.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred moves passed.

Li Muchan was slapped from time to time, although it was not at the critical point, but his blood was surging, fortunately, King Kong was not bad

He has improved a lot of magic skills and has not suffered internal injuries.

King Kong is not bad magic is now in the fourth layer, the skin and flesh are practiced, and the internal force is attached to the skin and flesh, and it is connected to the flesh and blood, like an extra layer of air film.

At the time of Zhongyu, as soon as the palm power poured in, the air film suddenly swayed, rippling like water ripples, and the palm power was transmitted out, and it disappeared into invisibility.

His internal strength is now as pure as water, and the air film formed is dense and tough, and the power of the palm is extremely effective.

Lan Chun and his internal strength are extremely deep, but Jingchun is almost the same as Li Muchan, as soon as he palms down, most of the palm power is dissipated, and the rest enters the body.

After a hundred moves, Li Muchan was hit by more than ten palms, and Lan Chunhe's palm power became heavier and heavier, as if he had to put it on

He was injured, Li Muchan tried his best, and the nine palms of the sea were transported to the extreme.

In the blink of an eye, it was another hundred moves, Li Muchan's monk's robe was drumming, and the wild grass under the pine trees was undulating, like a strong wind.

"Good boy, good understanding!" Lan Chunhe slapped Li Muchan's chest again and muttered

sentence, the subordinates are still ruthless, and the palm is getting faster and faster.

At this time, he no longer used the nine palms of the sea, but used other palm techniques, which were varied and colorful

Disorderly.

Unconsciously, five hundred moves passed, Li Muchan's head was steaming with white air, the monk's robe was bulging, and his eyes were looking forward to the lightning bursting, and his god was majestic.

Lan Chunhe's momentum is like a mountain, his eyes are as clear as electricity, every word contains huge power, his palm is surging like a wave, Li Muxiang is like a small boat, but he resists stubbornly.

"Alright!" Lan Chunhe snorted coldly and took a step back.

The surging internal force suddenly dissipated, Li Muchan took a long breath, the monk's robe slowly flattened, and there was lightning in his eyes

Gradually, it regains its clarity and depth.

"Uncle Tai. "Li Mu Chan Gong - tithe.

Lan Chunhe glanced at him and snorted, "Stinky boy, I'm not lazy after all."

"The disciple didn't dare. Li Muchan smiled. "What happened to the Nine Swords of the Sea?" Lan Chunhe asked.

Li Muchan shook his head and said with a wry smile: "The disciple is incompetent, so he only changed it to a sword."

"Oh one by one?" Lan Chunhe's mouth curled up, as if sneering, and said lightly: "The tone is not small,

Let's take a look!"

"Qiang ......" Li Muchan drew his sword out of the sheath, and stabbed at Lan Chunhe, the sword light was like electricity.

Lan Chun and Xuan retreated, and with a "huh", his right palm came out, and he was extremely fast, but in the middle

Tu had to retract his palm, otherwise he would hit the tip of the sword.

Li Muchan does not give up, and the tip of the sword does not leave the blue pure harmony, like a maggot attached to the bone.

Lan Chunhe shook a few times but couldn't dodge, and finally with the nine palms of the sea, he simply knocked Li Muchan's dragon sword away.

Li Muchan floated in the air to take the Dragon Yin 411, put it into the sheath, and said with a smile: "Uncle Tai, how is it?"

"Well, it's finally a bit of a good idea!" Lan Chunhe nodded and glanced at him: "This sword is still there."

What does it look like,...... Retreat!"

Li Muchan was stunned.

Lan Chunhe frowned and snorted: "You usually have a lot of messy things, too distracted, start tomorrow."

Beginning, retreat and study the Nine Swords of the Sea!"

Li Muchan said: "Uncle Tai, the nine palms of Canghai are too exquisite, if you want to understand it, it is best to do it with others."

Good.

"I'll do it with you. Lan Chunhe said coldly.