Li Muchan was stunned and said in surprise: "The national teacher is out of the customs?"

His voice floated out slowly, directly outside the mansion, and into Zhang Yuxuefei's ears.

Zhang Yuxuefei's voice sounded: "Yes, Master has just come out of the customs and has returned from the palace, so he specially asked me to come over to invite Mr. Nangong." ”

Li Muchan smiled: "Okay, I'll go now!"

He appeared in front of Zhang Xue Fei in a flash, Zhang Xue Fei was dressed in an old Taoist robe, dressed in a simple and unpretentious manner, it was really difficult to see that he was the younger brother of the national teacher, and his identity was respected.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "The national teacher's martial arts have advanced?"

Zhang Yuxue Fei shook her head: "Master's retreat is actually not a practice of martial arts, but alchemy. ”

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise: "Refining Waidan?"

"Yes. Zhang Yuxue Fei nodded, bowed down and stretched out his hand, signaling Li Muchan to go first.

Li Muchan didn't refuse, walked to the east, and asked, "The national teacher actually refined the Waidan, it was for the emperor of your country, right?"

"Yes. Zhang Yuxue nodded.

Li Muchan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This is not good, I don't think the national teacher is such a short-sighted person, right?"

"Why is it not good?" Zhang Xue Fei asked with a frown.

Li Muchan sighed: "Although the outer Dan is wonderful, it needs to be supplemented by the inner Dan in order to truly achieve the wonderful realm.

Zhang Yuxue Fei frowned and shook her head, but didn't say much.

Li Muchan said: "It's thankless to practice Waidan, persuade the national teacher to stop, otherwise it will be difficult to have a good end in the future." ”

"Don't bother Mr. Lao!" Zhang Xue Fei coldly fell.

Li Muchan shook his head and smiled, without saying more, the two walked quietly along the street, went out of the city gate for a while, and went straight forward.

Zhang Yuxue flew in front to lead the way, they quickly floated to the peak, to the Chongzhen Temple, Li Muchan saw the location of the Chongzhen Temple, nodded appreciatively, this is indeed a good place, the aura is rich, far better than the rest of the places, the most suitable for cultivation.

However, although this peak is high, it is still a step worse than the nine peaks of the Tianyi faction, and the intensity of the aura is also much worse.

As soon as they arrived at the temple, the gate of the Taoist temple opened, and then the four of them floated out, and Xu Xuejiao, whom Li Muchan had seen, was among them, wearing a Taoist robe to cover her graceful figure, holding a sword in her arms, and was squinting at him angrily, with disdain on her face.

She was quite disdainful of Li Muchan, not because of her martial arts, but because she robbed Zhao Sisi, and felt that although this Nangong Sidao martial arts were good, her character was not good and she was not worthy of respect.

There was a middle-aged Taoist priest standing beside her, with a thin figure, a handsome appearance, and a chic temperament, who must have been a beautiful man when he was young, and he is still beautiful today.

Opposite her stood a young Taoist priest, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a somewhat childish face, but with strange bones and a delicate appearance.

Li Muchan's gaze fell on the thin old Taoist priest in the middle.

He couldn't help but stare for a moment, squinted his eyes slightly, and guessed the identity of this old Taoist priest - Zhao Zhiyuan, the national teacher of Western Zhao!

However, he didn't expect that the famous Western Zhao National Teacher would be so ordinary, if he walked on the street, no one would pay attention to it, just as an ordinary down-and-out Taoist, too lazy to take a look.

This Zhao Zhiyuan is thin and small, his face is also full of wrinkles, he looks about sixty or seventy years old, he has no fairy wind bones, and he looks like an ordinary old man, more like an old farmer than a Taoist priest.

However, he looked old, but his eyes were bright and clear, not cloudy at all, like a pair of young eyes, full of enthusiasm.

Li Muchan will never despise him because of his ordinary appearance, this is because his cultivation has reached a certain level, the essence is introverted, and he returns to the truth, and his cultivation is extremely profound, which is quite unfathomable.

"Mr. Nangong is here, and the old way is far away. Zhao Zhiyuan bowed and said with a smile: "Please come to the temple to serve tea." ”

Li Muchan clasped his fists and smiled: "Zhao Guoshi, disturb Qing Xiu." ”

Zhao Zhiyuan smiled and shook his head: "The old Taoist idle clouds and wild cranes, comfortable and leisurely, I can't wait for Mr. Nangong to disturb, please ——!"

Li Muchan was no longer polite, and walked in with Zhao Zhiyuan and entered the temple.

They did not go to the main hall, which was obviously enshrined with statues of gods, and was not suitable for banquets, but they came to the main hall of the second courtyard, which was similar to the living room of ordinary people.

Xu Xuejiao pouted on the side, feeling that the master was too polite, and he shouldn't give a good face to such a provocative guy, just send him away. ,

However, Zhao Zhiyuan looked at her kind face, but she was majestic, she didn't dare to be presumptuous, she could only suppress her heart, squinted at Li Muchan, and didn't give him a good look at her.

After sitting down, the youngest brother brought tea, Zhao Zhiyuan got up and smiled at Li Muchan, Li Muchan also served tea, the two took a sip, and then put it down.

Zhao Zhiyuan said with a smile: "Lao Dao is in retreat, delaying Mr. Nangong's efforts, right?"

Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "The national teacher doesn't have to be polite, Sidao is also an idler, he has nothing to do, he walks the world to meet friends with martial arts, and when he hears the name of the national teacher, he comes here and wants to learn a thing or two." ”

Zhao Zhiyuan stroked his hair and smiled: "What kind of fame does Lao Dao have, but it's just a little false name, not enough to worry about, but Mr. is famous all over the world." ”

Li Muchan said: "Famous teacher and apprentice, I have fought with Miss Xu, it is indeed good, and the national teacher does not have to be polite." ”

"Hehe, even so, the old way will not shirk, let's fight each other. Zhao Zhiyuan nodded with a smile and said, "Mr. came from afar, and lived in the temple for a few days, let's get close." ”

Li Muchan smiled: "I can't ask for it!"

Zhao Zhiyuan got up and walked into the courtyard in front of the hall, gently lifted the front of the robe, tied it around his waist, and then beckoned: "Xuejiao, the sword is coming!"

"Yes!" Xu Xuejiao responded crisply, and stepped forward excitedly holding the sword.

Zhao Zhiyuan slowly held the hilt of the sword, and pulled out the sword, the sword body was slightly black, unpretentious, not smooth, obviously a wooden sword, Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "This is the sword of the national teacher?"

Zhao Zhiyuan smiled and nodded: "Lao Dao is a person outside the world, and he tries not to be contaminated with fierce things, so he has always used a wooden sword instead of an iron sword." ”

Li Muchan said with a smile: "The sword of the Taoist chief will not be a peachwood sword, right? This is used to ward off evil spirits, subduing demons and subduing demons, I am not a demon." ”

Zhao Zhiyuan nodded with a smile, stroked his beard and said: "Mr. guessed right, this sword is the peach wood sword, but Mr. should not be underestimated, it is hard and strong not inferior to the Qingfeng sword, it is a thousand-year-old peach wood after thunder, masculine and powerful." ”

Li Muchan nodded: "Even so, I also want to use a wooden sword, I don't know if you have it?"

"Mr. is really ......" Zhao Zhiyuan shook his head and turned to the middle-aged Taoist priest: "Xuefeng, give your sword to Mr. to use." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded, took out the long sword from his waist, came to Li Muchan, and handed it over with both hands: "Mr. Nangong, please ——!"

He behaved calmly and majesticly, with the bearing of a superior person, obviously managing ordinary affairs, and he was neither humble nor arrogant when facing Li Muchan, which was just right.

Li Muchan took the wooden sword, this sword was the same as Zhao Zhiyuan's, the color and stripes were the same, it was obviously a sword made by the same tree.

Looking at Xu Xuejiao and Zhang Xuefei again, both of them are Qingfeng swords, obviously they are not qualified to wear the peachwood sword, and the cultivation is not yet home, this peachwood sword is rare in Chongzhenguan.

The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't leave, turned around and said, "Master, the younger brother wants to learn a lesson from Mr. Nangong first." ”

Zhao Zhiyuan frowned: "Xuefeng, stand down!"

"Master, my younger brother has heard the name of Mr. Nangong for a long time, the number one master in the world, I have admired him for a long time, and now that Mr. Nangong is here, the opportunity is rare, and the younger brother wants to ask for a lesson or two!" The middle-aged Taoist priest did not move, and replied calmly.

Zhao Zhiyuan said in a deep voice: "You have the opportunity to ask for advice, let us talk about it after we have a discussion!"

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Dao Chief thinks that Sidao is not qualified to work with the national teacher, right?"

This sentence is a heart-wrenching word, but it broke the mind of the middle-aged Taoist priest, he worships his master like a god, although Nangong Sidao is known as the first in the world, he doesn't pay attention to it.

Zhao Zhiyuan frowned and glanced at the middle-aged Daoist, and the middle-aged Daoist said slowly: "Mr. Nangong misunderstood, I'm afraid that after Mr. Nangong compares with the master, I don't have the courage to do it again." ”

Li Muchan laughed and said to Zhao Zhiyuan: "Famous teachers produce high apprentices, and there are successors to national teachers!"

Zhao Zhiyuan glanced at the middle-aged Taoist priest, shook his head and sighed: "Sir, forgive me." ”

Li Muchan waved his hand: "National teacher, since this is the case, I will learn a thing or two with the disciples, let's wait for a while." ”

Zhao Zhiyuan sighed and said with a wry smile: "Alas...... , Then there is Mr. Lao, Xuefeng's eyes have been above the top in recent years, no matter how I say it, there is a sky outside the sky, he can only know by himself. ”

Li Muchan gently gave away the peachwood sword and floated in front of Xu Xuejiao: "Miss Xu will keep it on your behalf, let's learn boxing and foot kung fu." ”,

"Please!" said the middle-aged Taoist priest in a deep voice.

Li Muchan punched out lightly, and the middle-aged Taoist priest's face changed, and he was busy arcing with his palms, and slowly caught up.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the middle-aged Taoist priest shot straight out.

Li Muchan pulled again, and the figure of the middle-aged Taoist priest was stunned, and then fluttered to the ground, stopping in front of the hall without shooting in.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Accept!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest's face was pale, he glanced at Li Muchan in surprise, and smiled bitterly and clenched his fists: "Poor Dao is not self-sufficient, ashamed!"

Zhao Zhiyuan shook his head: "I really don't know how thick the sky is, now I understand that you are far behind, I have always said that you have never heard it!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest said ashamedly: "Master has taught you a lesson!"

Xu Xuejiao's eyes widened, and she looked at Li Muchan in surprise, she knew a lot about the master's brother, and she thought that few people in the world could reach it, but she didn't expect that she didn't catch a move.

Zhang Yuxuefei's face was not very good-looking, but he was a little lucky, fortunately he was interested and realized that he was powerful, like a sea of oceans, not inferior to the master, so he didn't do anything with him, and he didn't even have murderous intentions.

Li Muchan said with a smile: "National teacher, to tell the truth, Ling disciple has such a cultivation, which is enough to be proud of the world, and the national teacher is too harsh!"

Zhao Zhiyuan shook his head and said: "People who are outsiders are at ease, if the heart of victory and defeat can't be dissolved, after all, the achievements are limited, and the boss has not been able to break this, which really makes me anxious." ”

Li Muchan said with a smile: "The national teacher doesn't have to be forced, everyone has their own chances, when the time comes, they will naturally be able to comprehend, and it is useless to be anxious." ”

"Alas...... , that's what to say. Zhao Zhiyuan shook his head.

Li Muchan stretched out his hand and moved: "Miss Xu, take the sword." ”

Xu Xuejiao glanced at him obliquely, but did not refuse, and when he got closer, she handed over the peach wood sword with both hands, and did not forget to give him a white look.

Li Muchan gently stroked the peachwood sword, and with a flick of his fingers, the "Zheng ......" peachwood sword actually made a crisp sound, not like a wooden one.

Zhao Zhiyuan knew that this was because of the entry of internal force, and it was the masculine internal force that was like the essence that would make such a sound, and couldn't help but admire: "Mr. is so good at cultivating!"

"The national teachers praise each other. Li Muchan smiled slightly.

He gently swiped the peachwood sword, and suddenly the sword aura of Sen Sen spread, and the three middle-aged Daoist priests only felt the mighty power rushing towards them, pushing themselves back like a tide, and they involuntarily retreated to two feet away.

The faces of the three changed slightly, and they looked at the master with some worry, Zhao Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Mr. is worthy of the number one master in the world, admire, please ——!"

He picked up the peachwood sword flat, and stepped out lightly under his feet, but did not attack Li Muchan, but stepped diagonally one step, followed by another oblique step, so that a total of seven steps were taken, and suddenly a clear air was permeated around the body, and the whole person seemed to be integrated with heaven and earth, and it was difficult to distinguish each other.

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, this Zhao Zhiyuan's cultivation is indeed powerful, his spirit is strong, and he has reached the realm of the unity of heaven and man so quickly, which is by no means comparable to ordinary people.

Li Muchan stabbed out a sword leisurely, which was Nangong Sidao's sky-breaking sword technique, a fluttering sword, but it instantly stabbed Zhao Zhiyuan's chest, as if Zhao Zhiyuan was standing in front of him.

Zhao Zhiyuan hurriedly stepped on a step and slipped out a foot, and when he was about to avoid Li Muchan's sword tip, the tip of the sword disappeared in a flash, and then flashed, and it reached Zhao Zhiyuan's chest again.

Zhao Zhiyuan's face changed slightly, and the peachwood sword in his right hand didn't have time to defend himself, so he could only use the sword trick in his left hand to lightly touch it.

"Bang!" Like a muffled thunder explosion, Zhao Zhiyuan staggered back a step, stepped on it, and slipped behind Li Muchan, and a sword broke through the air.

Li Muchan stabbed back with a sword lightly, sticking to the right rib barb, and the crisp sound of "ding" was like the resonance of gold and iron, obviously two wooden swords, but the sound was like a Qingfeng sword.

The three middle-aged Daoist priests couldn't help but take two steps back, only to feel that the mighty power was surging, almost overwhelming themselves.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "The national teacher is good at cultivating, look at this sword again." ”

He twisted around and stabbed out another sword, and the tip of the sword instantly reached Zhao Zhiyuan's chest, and before he could react, he was about to stab into his chest.

Although Zhao Zhiyuan is strong in spirit and has a profound cultivation, he is bound and powerless before the sword battle is broken.

He does have great magical powers, which can be moved and carried, but under Li Muchan's strong spirit, it is completely ineffective, and all kinds of magical powers can only be powerless, and he can only fight with swordsmanship. , Li Muchan's sky-breaking sword technique has already been quite a trick of breaking the sky, vaguely touching a little shadow of space, peeking into the way of space, when a sword stabbed out, directly broke through the space to the other party's eyes. He felt that he didn't have a deep enough comprehension of the Sky Breaking Sword Technique, otherwise this sword would break through the space and not reach the front of the other party, but directly behind him, and it would be impossible to avoid it.

But it is not easy to get such a mystery, and if you want to go further, there is an invisible force to resist, as if an invisible membrane exists, as if it will be broken when you stab it, but it can't be broken.

"Good swordsmanship!" Zhao Zhiyuan exclaimed, his body slipped, like a boat swinging on the surface of the lake, he could avoid the chest position, but he couldn't completely avoid the tip of the sword, and he was stabbed in the shoulder.

However, under the stab, Li Muchan didn't use his strength, and the power on the sword was withdrawn instantly, just lightly clicked, then put away the sword, shook his head and smiled: "The national teacher needs to do his best, don't let me." ”

Zhao Zhiyuan shook his head and smiled bitterly, he didn't want to give in, but his swordsmanship was indeed inferior to the other party, and it was impossible to avoid it.

Li Muchan said with a smile: "Miss Xu's sword intent is sharp and unmatched, and the sword intent of the national teacher must be a little more powerful." ”

Zhao Zhiyuan sighed and said, "Xue Jiao is bent on cultivating and refining the sword of killing, although the old Taoist understands the method of cultivating and refining, he has never practiced it. ”

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "The national teacher doesn't practice swordsmanship?"

"The old way practices Taoism, not swordsmanship. Zhao Zhiyuan shook his head.

Li Muchan took two steps back and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, let's see the Taoism of the national teacher!"

“...... Okay!" Zhao Zhiyuan nodded, the tip of the sword slammed a little, and with a soft roar, an invisible force stabbed straight in.

Li Muchan shouted hello, and the peachwood sword swirled to meet this invisible sword.

There was a crisp sound of "Ding ......", and the peachwood sword seemed to light up, and outsiders couldn't find anything, only Li Muchan and Zhao Zhiyuan could see it.

Zhao Zhiyuan said in a deep voice: "Sir, be careful, the old way is offended!"

With a wave of his peachwood sword, the mighty power suddenly surged, sweeping through Li Muchan like a raging wind, invisible and qualitative.

Li Muchan can clearly see this invisible power, it is the aura between heaven and earth, it is not easy to drive, but he didn't expect that under Zhao Zhiyuan's peachwood sword, like an arm and fingers, it runs as expected, which can be described as amazing.

Li Muchan raised the peachwood sword and stabbed it gently, and suddenly the mighty power spread out, turning into a gust of wind and sweeping past Li Muchan's side, and there was no longer a threat.

"Okay!" Zhao Zhiyuan nodded in admiration, waved the peachwood sword again, and once again made the aura of heaven and earth surround Li Muchan, like a flood rushing over.

Li Muchan sighed, for the martial arts master, this kind of Taoism is indeed powerless, he commands the power of heaven and earth, and the internal force in the body of the martial arts master can be controlled, the two are compared, a bowl of water is different from a lake of water, how can he be the enemy, and it is no wonder that he looks down on people in the martial arts.

However, although Zhao Zhiyuan's Taoism is strong, for people in the martial arts, it is an invincible existence, and there is no other way than to admit defeat, but in front of Li Muchan, he is a little tenderer, under his strong spirit, all the flaws are presented one by one, and they can be broken with just one click, and they cannot constitute a threat...... ）

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