Without waiting for Fang Huaiyi to answer, he took Li Mengbai's arm and disappeared into the distance of the street like a gust of wind, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Fang Huaiyi no longer thought about having a celebration banquet and said: "Let's go back quickly. Mr. Li's injury looks bad. I'll go find some elixirs!"

Everyone stepped up their pace and soon returned to Fang Mansion. Seeing that Fang Mansion was as calm as before, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They were vaguely worried that the rose thief was crazy and really disturbed Fang Mansion.

Li Muchan did not participate. When he returned to the small courtyard, the three Snow Niang girls disappeared. He smiled and saw them sitting in the garden behind, practicing kung fu.

In the past few days, they have made progress in Taiyin training. During the breathing and breathing, there are faint wisps of white energy, which seems to be the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Li Muchan was quite satisfied with their understanding, and they seemed to have whips behind them. They practiced the exercises very hard, closing their eyes and practicing whenever they had time.

Naturally, Li Muchan would not delay them. There would be no harm in practicing martial arts, and the courtyard had been cleaned, tidy and warm. They always finished what they should do before they could practice their martial arts with peace of mind.

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Li Muchan went straight back to his room and started sharpening the inkstone. After polishing, he picked up a pen and wrote a letter to Mei Ruolan and the others. He hadn't written a letter for a long time.

He wrote very small characters and used an eagle to deliver letters. The size of the bamboo tube was limited and the letter paper could not be too large, so he wrote as small as possible in order to write more.

He also thought about changing the bamboo tube to a larger one so that he could write more, but finally gave up because the bamboo tube was still small and difficult to attract attention.

Although Liang Ying is considered a martial arts master, after all, the strongest among the strongest is the strongest. If other masters covet him, he will regret it if he harms Liang Ying.

After he finished writing, he opened the window and let out a long whistle. Suddenly, there was a cry of eagles in the sky. They had been hiding high in the sky and were usually invisible. As soon as Li Muchan called, they would appear immediately.

The two eagles came down quickly. Li Muchan wrapped the letter into a roll, stuffed it into a bamboo tube, and tied it to the female eagle. Then he patted their heads and conveyed the destination to the two eagles' minds.

After they nuzzled his arm and made some intimacy, Li Muchan raised his arm and sent the two of them into the air. The two eagles spread their wings fiercely in the air and soared into the air again, as if they were pulled straight up by a thread, flying in the blink of an eye.

Go high into the sky and become one with the sky.

The three Snow Niang girls heard the sound, woke up from their trance, and came over to see him in the house.

Li Muchan sat on the chair, carefully looked at the faces of the three women, and nodded with a smile: "Yes, they all worked hard, and they have made progress in practice, but practice requires a combination of priorities, and you cannot just use fierce fire, it is easy to hurt yourself...

… Just take a break these two days and just practice for an hour at a time in the morning and evening!”

The three girls all wore white clothes. Li Muchan never said that he liked white clothes, but they were aware of it and often wore white clothes.

"Sir, we are really different now. I accidentally broke the teapot this morning. What a sin!" Sang Niang pursed her lips and smiled sweetly.

Although she was talking about her sins, her smile was as bright as a flower, charming and charming. She turned around and moved the embroidery pier and sat down in front of Li Muchan, as did the other two girls.

The three women formed a fan shape, surrounding Li Muchan. They were all radiant, like flowers and snow, and the whole room seemed to light up.

"Sir, I heard that some rose thieves came outside. They are flower pickers, right?" Snow Lady asked with a frown on her face, showing disgust.

Li Muchan nodded: "Yes, I chased him today but couldn't catch him. It's very difficult. Don't go out for a while."

"Can he break in?" Rou Niang asked in a low voice.

Li Muchan shook his head: "Probably not, unless he is seeking death. No matter how powerful he is, can he deal with the entire Fang Mansion?"

"But I heard that he has great qinggong skills and you can't catch him at all." Rou Niang said.

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Li Muchan smiled and comforted them. Although they had learned martial arts, they still had no sense of security in their bones. They would fall into chaos whenever there was any disturbance.

However, this also aroused his vigilance. Maybe this rose thief would really come in. If he was really good at disguise, it would not be difficult to enter the Fang Mansion.

He has great qinggong skills, and no one has ever been able to catch him. He must be conceited and like excitement, so he might want to disturb the Fang family. Anyway, he and the Fang family are already at odds with each other. If he doesn't mess with the Fang family, the Fang family won't either.

Let him go.

Li Muchan thought for a while and became more and more certain that he would enter the house.

He thought for a while and could only rely on his intuition, so he waved the girls away. He wanted to sit quietly and not let anyone disturb him.

He quickly entered the Observation of Heaven and God's Illumination Sutra, looking for the secret of heaven.

When Li Muchan came to the hall early the next morning, Fang Huaiyi was pacing with a frown on his face and his hands behind his back, thoughtful and troubled.

He was the only one in the hall. When Li Muchan came in, he turned his head when he heard the voice and smiled immediately: "How did you sleep last night, sir?"

Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "Why, Mr. Li's injury hasn't healed yet?"

Fang Huaiyi immediately drooped his face: "Yes, Mr. Li's injuries are getting more and more serious. This internal force is indeed strange. It cannot be extinguished or driven away. It gradually replaces Mr. Li's original internal power. As a result, Mr. Li's whole body

Even your cultivation is useless!"

Li Muchan pondered for a moment, thoughtfully, as if he had seen such inner strength before.

He said: "I really haven't seen Mr. Li's injuries. How about I go and see them too?"

"I was just about to invite you sir!" Fang Huaiyi was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Lao Xiang said that among the top ten offerings, Mr. Li's power is the most pure. If you want to cure Mr. Li's injury, you can only rely on it.

You sir!"

Li Muchan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I don't dare to take it seriously. Let's see and then talk."

He ignored Li Mengbai's injury yesterday, thinking that he only needed some magic pills, and Xiang Lei's profound internal strength could also help without him.

He didn't expect it to become so powerful. He suddenly became interested and wanted to see what kind of internal power it was. It was so weird and strange.

He followed Fang Huaiyi to a courtyard in the east. Fang Huaiyi asked the guards to go and report. Soon Xiang Lei came out to greet him in person. Xiang Lei's face was pale and he was obviously exhausted.

Xiang Lei couldn't care less about being polite and said hurriedly: "Mr. Li, come and take a look."

Li Muchan nodded, and after going in together, they went directly to the hall. There were seven people sitting in the hall, except for Yue Kezhuang and Huang Zongrao, who were all there.

They were all sitting cross-legged on the couches. Several couches were spread across the hall. There was nothing else but low couches in the hall. They had all been moved away, leaving it completely empty.

As soon as Li Muchan and the other three came in, everyone looked over.

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Li Mengbai closed his eyes, and steam was rising from his head, like boiling water. His face was as pale as paper. Over the course of one night, he seemed to have lost a lot of weight and become much weaker.

Li Muchan didn't waste any more words. He went directly to the couch and sat behind Li Mengbai. He pressed his hands on his vest and slowly penetrated his inner energy into a thread.

Li Muchan slowly closed his eyes, his green shirt slowly bulged up, the white air on Li Mengbai's head slowly decreased, and his face gradually became rosy.

When everyone saw this, they were both happy and surprised. They didn't expect that Li Muchan could really cure this injury.

Li Muchan's method of treating injuries was different from others. They all injected internal energy into Li Mengbai's body to help him get rid of this strange internal force. Unexpectedly, adding oil to the fire actually fueled this internal force.

Li Muchan did the opposite, using his kung fu to absorb this internal force and pull it out of Li Mengbai's body. It was like using a carrot to lure the donkey, and soon more and more internal force penetrated into Li Muchan's body.

While suppressing it, he also input internal force into Li Mengbai's body to make up for his losses. Li Mengbai's body followed a feminine path, which was the opposite of his internal force.

He opened his eyes and said softly: "Senior Feng, please give Mr. Li a helping hand."

The old man next to him, Feng Guihe, nodded, understood what Li Muchan said, sat down in front of Li Mengbai, and put his right palm on his chest.

Li Muchan said: "Just help Mr. Li gather his energy and prevent Mr. Li's cultivation from deteriorating. Don't use too much internal energy and hurt Mr. Li."

"Okay, I understand." Feng Guihe nodded.

After he performed the exercises, he immediately saw clearly what was going on inside Li Mengbai's body, and he couldn't help but be moved. He didn't expect that Li Muchan used this method of sacrificing himself to help others.

After a while, Li Muchan moved his hands away, but Feng Guihe did not withdraw his hands. He used Qigong to warm Li Mengbai's meridians and help him move his Qi.

A trace of white air emerged from the top of Li Muchan's head, and his whole body exuded a hot aura, like a big furnace. Everyone was surprised, and they didn't expect that a person's body could emit such heat.

Li Mengbai opened his eyes leisurely and stared at Li Muchan, feeling grateful in his heart.

Such a method of rescuing people can be described as sacrificing one's life to help. It seems that it is difficult for him to resolve this internal force. I wonder if he will end up like himself.

A muffled sound of "bang" suddenly sounded.

Li Muchan's right palm slowly left the bed, but he saw a charred fingerprint on the bed, the quilt was completely scorched, but there was a hole underneath, and the bed had been punched through.

The power of this palm is astonishing. If it hits a person, it will cause death but no life.

"Mr. Li, how are you?" Li Mengbai asked hurriedly when Li Muchan opened his eyes.

Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "Fortunately, we finally got rid of it!"

"Thank God, if anything happens to you, sir, I will die to save you!" Li Mengbai took a long breath and smiled.

Li Muchan said: "Mr. Li, there is no need to be like this. I know it well. I practice the Pure Yang Mind Method. I am very domineering and I am not afraid of this strange internal power."

"The inner strength of this rose thief is really... I don't know where he is now!" Xiang Lei shook his head and sighed.

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While everyone was talking, a young man in black pretended to be outside the hall and reported that the Third Master was here. Li Mengbai said please come in, and the young man in black immediately went to send the message, and Fang Huaizhi ran over.

"Hey, Mr. Li, Mr. Xiao is finally willing to come over and beg you!" He grinned.

Fang Huaiyi waved his hand: "Okay, third brother, don't gloat. What did you ask yesterday?"

Fang Huaizhi chuckled twice and said proudly: "That boy is indeed a fake, but he is also very powerful. He was originally a waiter, but later he stole a secret book and practiced hard in private. He developed this skill, but he failed

Hidden but not revealed!”

"Well, he is indeed a character." Fang Huaiyi nodded and sighed: "It's a pity that he didn't follow the right path and became a flower picker. What a pity and hateful!"
To be continued...