He returned to Yuezhao City, still going to the restaurant from time to time to drink and inquire about the news, and ten days passed in the blink of an eye, and the secret of the Soul Transformation Palm disappeared without a trace, and no news came out.

Li Muchan has not been idle these days, when he went to the mountains in the north, he found a valley and arranged a formation to seal his breath.

He transformed the formation, and the aura blockade became more and more powerful, even so he couldn't conclude that the Qinghe Sword Sect couldn't find him, but he was not afraid of teleportation.

He calmed down and referred to Zheng Tianhe's practice method and practiced his own swordsmanship.

After practicing for ten days, Li Muchan was disappointed, although this method was good, it could not be achieved quickly, and if he wanted to improve to the level of Zheng Yahe, according to his strong body, it would take at least ten years.

Li Muchan sighed, ten years is too long, if he can't go back to the original world, everything is meaningless, although this world is good, he misses the original two worlds more and more.

The bright mountain in his mind has always exuded the emotions of the women, and he can feel the thoughts of the women about him, and his thoughts about them are getting stronger and stronger.

It's a pity that he can't find his way back, this world is too strong, and it's not easy to find a way.

He has experienced three worlds, and faintly touched a little mystery, the door of heaven and earth needs conditions to open, and he needs to reach the top strength in this world.

From one world to another, it is similar to the ascension of immortals in ancient times, they all have strong power, and they can break the shackles of this world in order to transcend this world.

He is not in a hurry to find a way to leave now, he is in a hurry to enhance his strength, as long as his strength is reached, the channel will naturally appear, and leaving is a matter of course.

This world is rich in the aura of heaven and earth, people cultivate quickly, he is a descendant of the people very suffered, the same qualifications and the same mental method, people practice for ten years is worth his practice for twenty or thirty years, not to mention that he is older, the mental method is better than him, even if there is a view of the heavens and the gods according to the scriptures, the spirit is strong, and these top masters still feel difficult.

When he was in Tianyuan Pavilion, he felt that he was invincible, but when he came out of Tianyuan Pavilion, he knew that the world's great masters were like clouds, and there were countless top masters, he had the inheritance of the inheritance flower, and his skills were profound, but other major sects also had similar Qimen methods, and when he came and went, he had a limited advantage.

After he figured it out, he turned to comprehend the Twelve Swords of the Heavenly Abyss, the deeper his comprehension of the Void-Breaking Sword Intent, the easier it was to teleport, and the more unpredictable the flying knife in his hand became.

With the identity of Li Canghai, he uses the finger method, Li Wuji's identity makes the sword, and the flying knife is his life-saving mastery.

He has self-confidence, and the first two of the Flying Knife Technique are the peerless skills that he has never fallen behind since he was a child, and he is integrated with himself.

Early that morning, he was sitting in the restaurant, drinking and pouring himself, when his ears suddenly moved, and he heard a whisper: "Do you know, a few people died in the peach grove on the southern outskirts of the city." ”

"Huh?"

"Really! Ten dead, I've seen them with my own eyes, they're scared to death!"

"How did you see that?"

"I've seen it over there occasionally. ”

"How?"

"Ten people died at once, it was a big trouble at first glance, and I didn't dare to stay, so I ran out directly. ”

"Conghu!"

Although the two of them spoke in low voices, it was almost impossible to hear from the side, but Li Muchan was in good spirits, he had been waiting for news these days, this was the territory of the Mirror Sect, the ears and eyes of the Tianyuan Pavilion were not handy, the Mirror Sect was very arrogant, and other sects were not allowed to take root in the territory.

Li Muchan checked out and left, and soon went out of the south gate, and the void found the peach forest, at this time, there were already more than twenty people looking through the corpses of ten people.

Li Muchan frowned, approached Piaopiao, and quickly entered the peach forest, and the more than 20 people who were looking at the corpses were dressed in different clothes, but their cultivation was extremely deep.

They turned their heads to look at Li Muchan, looking unkind.

Li Muchan ignored the more than 20 people, stepped in front of a corpse, looked down, and a gray-shirted middle-aged man next to him frowned: "Who is Your Excellency?"

Li Muchan said lightly: "Li Canghai." ”

“...... Baishan Li Canghai?" The gray-shirted middle-aged man frowned.

Li Muchan nodded and looked at it: "Did you die from palm power?"

The vigilance on the gray-shirted middle-aged man's face was eliminated, and he sighed slowly: "What a powerful palm technique, Brother Li, please take a look." ”

He turned over the corpse and showed Li Muchan the reward seal on his chest.

Li Muchan imprinted his right palm, and compared with the blackened palm print on his chest, this person's hand was shorter than Li Muchan's, but it was more slender.

Li Muchan captured a trace of qi, these people have not been dead for a long time, and there is a trace of breath on the palm print, Li Muchan is overjoyed, but his face is calm, there is nothing unusual.

The gray-shirted middle-aged man said, "Little Brother Li has heard of which palm is amazing?"

Li Muchan said: "Did the Spiegel Sect do it?"

"No......" The gray-shirted middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he hesitated.

The strength of the Mingjing Sect is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and this is the territory of the Mingjing Sect, it takes great courage to say this, the gray-shirted middle-aged man trembled, and then remembered Li Muchan's identity, and the person who dared to fight the Qinghe Sword Sect alone was really bold enough.

He felt that it was better to stay away from Li Muchan, so as not to be affected by him, he was so bold and reckless, sooner or later he would provoke the Spiegel Sect.

Li Muchan said: "I heard that the Mirror Sect's palm technique is exquisite, and it is even better than the sword technique. ”

"Even so, it can be said that the hand of the Spiegel Sect is too arbitrary after all. The gray-shirted middle-aged man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Let's take a look together." ”

Li Muchan visited a few more people, and it was difficult to conclude from the appearance that it was a person's hand, with palm power and finger power, all of them were killed with one blow, showing strong cultivation.

Everyone was surprised, their faces were heavy, and if they met such an opponent, they might end up like these corpses lying in front of them.

Li Muchan found out that these ten people died in the hands of one person, the palm power and finger power came from the same person, this person's cultivation was extremely deep, Li Muchan thought that he was invincible, and he was faintly familiar with this person's breath, it was the person who killed Mo Shiren in the first place!

He shook his head secretly, even if he could catch up with this person, it would be extremely difficult to get the secret, maybe he would be hunted down and killed by him, this person was a little more terrifying than Zheng Tianhe.

Li Muchan not only did not flinch, but burned with a raging fighting intent, the masters of this world are too strong, they are really exciting, he has teleportation, he can escape if he wants to, and he is not afraid of the masters.

He turned and drifted away, not saying hello to anyone.

He traveled all the way, sensing a wisp of qi, and soon passed through Moonlight City, and went north into the rolling mountains, and hurried with his senses.

After an hour of hard work, Li Muchan suddenly stopped, sat cross-legged under a tree, motionless, and the Void Eye spread.

Ten miles away, in a valley, there was a big battle, and there were only two people, one thin and one fat, like two tornadoes, and where the two of them passed, there was no grass, and the wind and sand were rocky.

Li Muchan saw the fight between these two people, so he didn't rush closer, these two people were far stronger than him, and they were not opponents when they fought head-on.

He opened the Void Eye and looked, the two of them were thin and fat, both in their forties, thin and not tall, with a body as agile as an ape, and the fat one was not tall, short and dunden, with a smile on his face, and his temperament was kind, looking like the shopkeeper of a restaurant.

The thin body is smart, the palm is like electricity, the fat man seems clumsy, but he is clumsy, the palm is heavy and powerful, the footwork is subtle, and the marrow of static braking is deep, and the tricks of the two are all good, and Li Muchan is amazed.

He secretly thought, even if he changed the same internal force, he might not be able to beat the two of them, the two of them were too good at palming, if it was a swordsmanship, Li Muchan still had some confidence, but his palming was not as good as the two.

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