Wang Duli nodded slowly and said: "The magic weapon devours the master, it is true!"

Li Muchan pondered for a moment: "Is there no other way?"

"No." Wang Duli shook his head solemnly: "With the mental method, it can be used up to nine times, so every time is important. He will not waste his time to kill you, don't worry!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "The sect leader and I have exactly the opposite views. He will kill me with a magic weapon!"

"Huh——?" Wang Duli frowned and looked at him.

Li Muchan said: "Senior Jiang is the number one master of Linhai Pavilion. If this revenge is not avenged, how can Linhai Pavilion suppress everyone who is ready to take action?"

"The power of Linhai Pavilion cannot be doubted!" Wang Duli said.

Li Muchan shook his head and said: "Sect Master, you know their strength, but many people don't know that he can't kill me to avenge Senior Jiang. Those people will feel that Linhai Pavilion is not confident enough and not so majestic, and they will have the idea of ​​resisting. Sect Master

You know how terrifying this thought is!"

Wang Duli let out a long sigh and nodded: "Yes, it is difficult to deal with the idea of ​​resistance. It takes great efforts to suppress people's hearts!"

The reason why Longshan Sect has been so domineering over the years is to save trouble. Otherwise, I don’t know how many disciples would have sacrificed!

If you establish a reputation as a domineering person, people in the martial arts community will not dare to provoke you, which will save you a lot of trouble, and your disciples will have more protection and safety.

As a sect leader, I know this best. Outsiders may not understand this painstaking effort.

Li Muchan said: "Sect Master Yan must have me perform surgery. I also want to see the power of the magic weapon!"

"You are really an expert and daring, Guan Hai!" Wang Duli shook his head and said with a smile: "I advise you not to underestimate the magic weapon, it is by no means as simple as you think!"

Li Muchan said: "Magic weapons can stimulate people's potential and double their power, right?"

"This is just one aspect!" Wang Duli shook his head and said: "And it is the weakest one. What's more important is that the owner of the magic weapon only has the word "kill" in his heart. He has no other thoughts, and it is difficult for foreign objects to move...

The owner of the weapon will become brave and fearless of death. More importantly, it is the magic weapon that actually kills people, and it is the magic weapon that controls people. Rather than people controlling the magic weapon, they are all existences that have experienced thousands of years. You

Can you handle it?"

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Have these magic weapons become spirits?"

"It's almost as good as not becoming a spirit!" Wang Duli nodded: "Guan Hai, you are powerful, but you are definitely no match!"

Li Muchan smiled: "I have to try it!"

"Oh..., since you think so, I won't stop you. It depends on your luck. If you can really block the magic weapon, then I will be relieved!" Wang Duli shook his head helplessly.

"Brother..." Liu Biyun said lightly.

Li Muchan smiled and waved his hand: "Biyun doesn't need to persuade me anymore, I've made up my mind!"

"Brother--!" Liu Biyun's bright eyes widened and she snorted, "I don't allow you to go!"

"Biyun, forget it." Wang Duli shook his head and said: "I can see that he is not allowed to retreat, because he does not want to rely on others for support, and feels that it is detrimental to a man's self-esteem. If he persuades him, he will continue to torture himself in the future.

of!"

"But..." Liu Biyun said anxiously.

Wang Duli said: "Biyun, a person in our martial arts world will die at any time. It depends on his fate. If he really deserves to die, there will be nothing to stop him. If he is not destined to die, even magic weapons cannot kill him!"

"Zong——Master——!" Liu Biyun's bright eyes glared, extremely angry, with a thin layer of blush on her face, charming and charming.

A beauty can be happy or angry, she is charming even when she is angry.

Liu Biyun gave Wang Duli a hard look, complaining that instead of persuading him, he encouraged her elder brother to take risks. She turned her head and said angrily: "Brother, this is not a child's play. You just want to enjoy yourself and don't think about others at all!"

Li Muchan said: "Biyun, there is no way to avoid this. Can I live on the mountain for a while or for a lifetime?"

Liu Biyun said angrily: "Huh, he's a lot older, I don't believe I can't survive him!"

Li Muchan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If he dies, there will be another sect leader. Sooner or later I will have to face the magic weapon. I also want to see it. Biyun, don't worry, even if I can't defeat him, I can still escape!"

He said, winking and smiling.

Liu Biyun was startled, then frowned and hummed: "Brother, you must not be pushy, leave when you have to, and promise me!"

Li Muchan nodded hurriedly: "Yes, I will run away when the situation is bad!"

"Alas..." Liu Biyun stared at him helplessly and said angrily, "You can't leave these days!"

Li Muchan nodded helplessly: "Okay, I'll go back in a few days!"

Liu Biyun suddenly turned around and glared at everyone. Seeing that they were smiling but not smiling, she was suddenly shocked and her face suddenly turned red, like a layer of rouge on white jade.

She stamped her foot, turned around and walked away. She was out of the hall in a blink of an eye and disappeared in a flash. Li Muchan clasped his fists and nodded at everyone before catching up.

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In the evening, as the sun set, Li Muchan fluttered down Longshan Mountain. He was dressed in a green shirt and had a sword hanging on his waist. He looked like a scholar traveling around the world with a sword hanging on his waist.

The setting sun dyed his green shirt red, and he walked leisurely, his feet light and quick. He left Longshan in a blink of an eye, getting further and further away, and soon came to a path at the foot of a mountain.

The path sandwiched between two woods was winding and winding with no end in sight. When Li Muchan stepped onto the path, he suddenly stopped and said calmly: "Sect Master Yan!"

Suddenly a man emerged from the woods, with a tall and majestic figure and a cold and hard face. He came slowly and looked at Li Muchan indifferently: "You are so brave, you finally came out!"

Li Muchan smiled: "Sect Master Lao Yan is here to wait for me in person. I'm really flattered!... How is Mr. Chu Kuang?"

"Already killed!" Yan Ziyuan said coldly.

Li Muchan smiled: "Is he really a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect?"

"What do you think?!" Yan Ziyuan sneered: "I really want to thank you for identifying this traitor!"

Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "Isn't it me who ruined Sect Master Yan's good deeds?"

"I really didn't notice it!" Yan Ziyuan shook his head and said calmly: "Ignoring the people around me. This is a profound lesson. Li Guanhai, who are you?"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Qingmei Li Guanhai, Sect Leader Yan must have found out, right?"

Yan Ziyuan said in a deep voice: "The more this happens, the more wrong it becomes. Your wealth is too innocent."

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Is there any flaw that cannot be solved?"

Yan Ziyuan shook his head and said calmly: "It's too innocent to be true. If it's really so ordinary, where did your martial arts come from!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "My master is a hermit. He doesn't care about worldly affairs and doesn't want to be known to outsiders."

"Nonsense!" Yan Ziyuan sneered: "How can a truly strong man hide it? A sword is still a sword even if it is sheathed. There will always be a time when it shines."

Li Muchan smiled faintly: "If you don't believe it, Sect Master Yan, forget it. Is there a Heaven-Destroying Sword on Sect Master's waist?"

Yan Ziyuan sneered: "You know a lot!"

Li Muchan smiled: "I've wanted to see the magic weapon for a long time. This time I finally have a chance, Sect Leader Yan, let's do it!"

Yan Ziyuan sighed secretly, this Li Guanhai was really cunning and kept his secrets to himself. It seemed that he couldn't ask any questions, so he had to take action.

He slowly drew out the long sword from his waist. It was as dark as ink, and all the surrounding sunlight seemed to be swallowed up by it, leaving only a mass of darkness. No pattern could be seen anymore.

Li Muchan squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes suddenly brightened, and golden light burst out. He saw the pattern on the sword, with an eye engraved on it.

He suddenly fell into a trance. He bit the tip of his tongue and suddenly woke up.

He suddenly became awe-inspiring, with such a powerful look in his eyes. This dark eye seemed to come alive, exuding infinite suction, as if it wanted to absorb the soul of a person.

Ever since he began to practice the Observation of Heaven, Humans and Gods, he had never been so absent-minded, as if his soul was not solid and was about to leave the body.

Li Muchan frowned and looked at Yan Ziyuan, not daring to look at the sword anymore.

Seeing Yan Ziyuan's strange behavior, he became even more awe-inspiring.

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Yan Ziyuan's figure seemed to have shrunk, about an inch shorter, a little thinner, and his whole body became as hard as stone.

His face was expressionless and his eyes were cold. Different from the previous coldness, his eyes now had no emotion at all, like a lifelike statue. Even the eyes of the statue were more vivid than his.

Li Muchan could feel that Yan Ziyuan in front of him had changed. His original aura had completely disappeared and turned into another strange aura.

The Yan Ziyuan in front of him seemed to turn into the sun, stopping in front of his eyes, exuding a scorching aura, as if he was about to melt himself.

Li Muchan strengthened his spirit, and his internal energy circulated throughout his body, burning his internal energy at the same time. Suddenly, a mighty force surged through his body.

Fortunately, there is a trace of thunder and lightning in his body. This internal force is fast and ruthless, which makes his spirit become stronger and stronger, so that he can withstand the pressure of this momentum.

Li Muchan gritted his teeth secretly. No wonder Wang Duli said that he had no chance. The power of this magic weapon was far beyond his imagination. It was as unstoppable as a mountain.

If his original strength had not been tempered by thunder and lightning, he would be lying down now. There is no need to compete anymore, he could just retreat.

"What a sword!" he shouted in a deep voice.

This shout contained powerful spiritual power, activated by the mental method of Tianlong Brahma Chan, but Yan Ziyuan remained unmoved.

Li Muchan frowned, he was indeed controlled by a magic weapon. Otherwise, anyone who hears this Tianlong San chant will react and have hallucinations.

Yan Ziyuan took a step forward: "Humph!"

Suddenly, there was a muffled thunder in his ears, and Li Muchan was in a trance. The long sword as black as ink was already in front of him. He fluttered and dodged it quickly.

He didn't expect that this sword was so mysterious. He looked at it as a simple stab, and when Li Muchan avoided it, he made another sharp move, changing his moves outside the attack, making it difficult for anyone to guard against him.

Li Muchan had already kept an eye on it, knowing that this magic weapon would be difficult to deal with. He dodged it again, and then the ink sword struck again, never leaving Li Muchan's heart.

Li Muchan actually felt helpless to parry, and he vaguely felt that this magic weapon was mysterious and it was best not to touch it. He avoided ten moves in a blink of an eye, all in a bit of haste.
To be continued...