Li Muchan looked at her quietly, curious.

After a while, Zhong Qingbi shook his head and sighed, retracted his gaze, and turned his head to look at him: "He is bent on reviving the prestige of the Sword Sect, and now that you are here, it can be regarded as a wish, right?"

She has a deep cultivation, but she can't see through the depth of Li Muchan, obviously higher than herself, she has such cultivation at such an age, it is rare in the world, and she is even better than Hu Chu.

Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "What am I, Senior Brother Hu has great ambitions and cultivates hard, I am far inferior, Senior Zhong knows Senior Brother Hu?"

"Well, I guess I know each other. Zhong Qingbi nodded lightly and said, "You came to Mengshan to practice?"

Li Muchan was disappointed, she obviously didn't mean to say much, and said with a smile: "Travel thousands of miles and see all kinds of swordsmanship in the world." ”

"That's a good idea. Zhong Qingbi bowed her head: "Have you compared with Meng'er?"

Yao Jiameng said: "Master, I'm far away. ”

"Then try it for yourself. Zhong Qingbi said.

Li Muchan smiled: "That junior is offended." ”

"It seems that you are prepared?" Zhong Qingbi looked at him lightly.

Li Muchan said with a smile: "I have heard the name of the Yufeng Sect for a long time, and the swordsmanship is unique, and it is a big pity that I can't see the swordsmanship of the Yufeng Sect!"

"Okay!" Zhong Qingbi turned around and went out, Yang Ruoruo glared at Li Muchan fiercely, she originally thought that Li Muchan was brought by her, originally everything was calculated by him, and he was like a fool!

Li Muchan smiled apologetically and didn't speak.

The four of them walked out of the main hall and came to the open space outside, Li Muchan drew his sword, and slowly wiped the sword body with his fingers like a sword, and suddenly the sword body was shining, and he smiled: "Senior Zhong, please-!"

"Huh?!" Zhong Qingbi's face changed slightly: "You have practiced Jiangang?"

"It's a little bit of a fluke. Li Muchan smiled.

Zhong Qingbi shook his head and sighed, pulled out half of his sword and put it back into its sheath, shook his head and said, "Forget it, there is no need to compare." I can't beat you!"

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows. Zhong Qingbi said: "As soon as Jian Gang comes out, how can I be an opponent, I didn't expect you to practice to such an extent!"

Li Muchan said: "Jian Gang is just a little sharper than the sword, Senior Zhong is serious." ”

Zhong Qingbi sighed: "Don't think I don't understand, once I practice the sword gang, the sword speed will exceed the limit, and no matter how invincible I am, I can't beat it!"

Yang Ruoruo's eyes widened and glared at Li Muchan fiercely, Yao Jiameng sighed: "I really didn't expect ......"

Zhong Qingbi said lightly: "You have practiced as a sword gang. There's no need to challenge our swordsmanship, farewell!"

After she said that, she turned around and left, Li Muchan shook her head with a wry smile.

Yao Jia Mengbai glanced at Li Muchan: "He Gongzi, since you have practiced Jiangang, what kind of swordsmanship do you talk about, is it a pastime for us!"

Li Muchan smiled bitterly: "Although I have practiced as a sword gang, I am not invincible in the world, and I want to pursue the wonderful realm of swordsmanship." Nothing else. ”

"Okay. What are you coming to Mengshan for?" Yao Jia said.

Li Muchan said with a smile: "I want to watch Mengshan Mountain in the rain and understand the mystery of nature." ”

"It's raining...... Yao Jiameng looked at the sky, frowned and groaned for a moment, nodded and said, "There will be rain in the past two days, you can wait and see." ”

"Thank you, Sect Master Yao. Li Muchan clenched his fists.

He has the ability to perceive celestial phenomena, but he is not very accurate when he arrives in this world, Yao Jiameng is a snake on the ground, and he is familiar with the situation here. Predictions will be more accurate.

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Mengshan, drizzle, as if a layer of thin veil shrouded the entire Mengshan, the fog seems to be a little thicker, standing on the top of the mountain can not see below.

Li Muchan stood on the big rock, with the long sword stuck in his side, quietly looking at the sky. Feeling the power of the sky, there seems to be no image of thunder and lightning condensation.

He is extremely sensitive to thunder and lightning, and there is still a trace of thunder and lightning power left in his body, even if the internal force of Yuan Jian Jue is as pure as substance, it still cannot be dispelled, which shows its strength.

With this trace of lightning power, he is more sensitive to lightning, as long as it gathers in the sky, he can feel it, and in the same way, he is more likely to be cared for by lightning, and attracts lightning.

He has always avoided being outside when it rains and thunders, in high places, so as not to be struck by thunder, and he has no confidence that he can catch thunder and lightning every time.

"Boom ......" a roar sounded violently, shaking endlessly in the sky.

Li Muchan's spirit was lifted, and at the same time, he was tight, here!

"Boom ......" thunder and lightning rolling, and in a blink of an eye, Li Muchan really turned around, faster and faster, mixed with the power of thunder and lightning.

"Click!" The sky was fiercely bright, illuminating the heavens and the earth, Li Muchan squinted his eyes slightly, and disappeared in place in an instant, appearing a zhang away.

Numbness and pain emerged at the same time, and Li Muchan fought the fate of the Yuan Sword Technique to disperse the thunder and lightning, and unconsciously absorbed the power of thunder and lightning.

No matter how strong the internal force is, it can't compare to thunder and lightning, just like water and mercury.

He faced life and death, and his spiritual power suddenly joined the internal force, and the two merged, desperately urging to disperse the thunder and lightning.

At this life-and-death juncture, his extremely strong spiritual power and internal force merged, and inexplicable changes occurred, and he was suddenly pure and abnormal, and he actually drove the power of thunder and lightning.

"Click!" another flash of lightning shone through the sky, followed by thunder, "booming ......" endlessly, and the entire Mengshan Mountain was shaking.

Li Muchan had disappeared in place, and just now another lightning bolt came, and he appeared in another place two zhang away, not caring about cold sweat, just a little later, he was now in ashes.

The stronger the thunder and lightning power in his body, the more thunder and lightning were recruited, and one by one the thunder and lightning slashed him, and while he desperately urged the Yuan Sword Technique, he used teleportation to barely dodge, urging his potential to the fullest.

The thunder rolled, the lightning was repeated, and a crack appeared in the sky from time to time, illuminating the heavens and the earth, he was so tired that he wanted to leave several times, and no longer took this risk, there was indeed a danger to his life, and in this case, the slightest mistake would be wiped out, too dangerous.

However, a force supported him, and every time he had the intention of retreating, he gritted his teeth again and survived, and experienced the danger of his life again and again.

In such an extreme environment, his spirit kept rising, and his internal force continued to be refined, and he didn't know how long it took, as if it had been a hundred years, and finally the thunder and lightning dissipated, and the rain passed and the sky was clear.

He stopped where he was, motionless, and turned into a statue.

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Ruoruo came to Mengshan to practice swords as usual, the air that had just rained was exceptionally fresh, she was wearing a white shirt fluttering, her steps were brisk, and her mood was exceptionally good, and the depression of Li Muchan's calculation was dissipated.

She walked to the top of the hill and stopped, looking fixedly at a black statue, and she looked around the dark statue for a moment, frowning.

She didn't recognize that this was Li Muchan, she really couldn't see the original appearance, her hair was gone, like a portrait carved from black charcoal.

She thought about it, didn't rush up to disturb, felt a trace of anger, just sat aside curiously, and looked fixedly.

The sun rose from the east, and Wan Daoxia shone on Li Muchan's body, dyeing his pitch-black body red and black, and a long roar of "shh......h

Yang Ruoruo's eyes widened and then covered her ears, only to feel that the whistle was getting louder and louder, and her blood and qi were surging, as if she was about to be stunned.