Piaotian Literature Under Lao Qiao's call, the twenty-four oars were in order, advancing and retreating, and the horses were galloping faster and faster.

Rushed away with three large boats.

Li Muchan improved the ship and added rowers to make the ship faster.

Standing on the bow of the boat, his green shirt rustled in the strong wind, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Fan Zhengying, recalling Jing Zhiguang's words in his mind.

Fan Zhengying was cautious and careful in his actions. Every time he robbed someone, he would not leave anyone alive in order to avoid future troubles. His survival to this day is not a fluke.

It was precisely because he listened to Jing Zhiguang's words that he rushed ahead to prevent the other fleet from suffering. Fan Zhengying acted cautiously and cautiously. More importantly, he was skilled in martial arts and the robbery was quick and powerful, and could be completed in the blink of an eye.

The two large ships were getting closer and closer, one mile, three hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters away. Neither of the two ships had any intention of evading, and they headed straight towards each other.

Li Muchan roared loudly, jumped up in the roar, stretched like an eagle in the air, unsheathed his sword and turned into a white rainbow, piercing Fan Zhengying.

Fan Zhengying shouted and waved his copper stick to greet him.

"When..." The horizontal knife collided with the copper rod, sparks flew out, and Li Muchan fluttered to the ground, like a feather falling on the Taishi chair.

He stood on the Grand Master's chair, looking down at everyone, and his eyes fell on Fan Zhengying: "Are you the Black Tiger Bandit Fan Zhengying?"

Fan Zhengying's face turned red, he switched the copper stick to his left hand, stomped the deck hard and shouted: "Yes, it is Fan. Who are you?"

Li Muchan said: "That's good!"

A bright sword flashed in front of people's eyes. The sword flashed away. Fan Zhengying held a copper stick in his left hand and hit his heart with his right hand. He slowly looked down and saw blood gushing out.

"Uh..." Fan Zhengying looked at his blood-stained right hand and raised his head in disbelief. He stared at Li Muchan and pointed at him: "You... you...?"

Li Muchan stood in front of the Grand Master's chair, slowly returned the sword to its sheath, and said expressionlessly: "Li Yida."

"Li Yidao..." Fan Zhengying murmured and glared at him bitterly. His left hand suddenly loosened. He fell to the ground, struggled a few times and remained motionless.

Li Muchan shook his head and glanced at everyone: "Let's go together!"

"Everyone, take revenge for the master!" The big man who had been talking to Fan Zhengying shouted in hiss, and rushed over with a knife, followed by a dozen big men rushing behind him.

Li Muchan drew his sword out of its sheath. He disappeared from the spot in a flash, and then reappeared in the crowd. As the sword flashed, the big men fell down holding their throats.

"Bang bang bang bang..." The long knife fell on the deck, and the person fell on the deck. The muffled sound was endless.

Li Muchan's sword flashed, killing everyone from bow to stern in the blink of an eye. Without waiting for Li Muchan's orders, Lao Qiao and the others boarded the ship one after another and plundered everything.

Li Muchan fluttered to the other two ships. He acted according to the law, and no one was killed by the sword. He killed all the pirates in the blink of an eye.

Lao Qiao and the others moved very quickly and were well-trained. They quickly raided the first ship, then the second ship, and then the third ship.

Li Muchan slashed with his sword, splitting the ship into two pieces, like a god. Every time Lao Qiao and the others saw it, they were frightened and trembled uncontrollably.

Li Muchan returned the sword to its sheath, sat on the Grand Master's chair at the bow of the ship, and sighed leisurely.

This Taishi chair was where Fan Zhengying sat before. It is purple in color, hard and exudes a faint fragrance. It must be made of exotic wood.

The trees in this world were both the same and different from the original world. He couldn't identify them all, and he didn't know what kind of wood they were made of.

Lao Qiao took out Fan Zhengying's copper stick and said with a smile: "Faucet, this water-milled copper is a good thing, just keep it?"

He understood that Longtou didn't want others to know that he was cheating, so these things had to be destroyed, and the big ship was cut in two. It was really amazing, and he would never let it go.

Li Muchan waved his hand: "Throw it away."

Old Qiao grinned and fumbled with the copper stick with a distressed look on his face. Finally, he bit the knife and threw it hard, and the copper stick fell into the water with a "plop".

Li Muchan said: "Let's go back."

Lao Qiao stared at the rippling water reluctantly, slowly pulled his eyes back, turned his grief and anger into strength, and shouted in a hissing voice: "Turn around, go back!"

The big boat drew an arc, like a fish flicking its tail, turning to the direction it came from. Then it ignored the slowly approaching big boat and disappeared into the distance like a galloping horse.

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The return trip was slow, and it was not until evening that he returned to Phoenix Island. Li Muchan returned to the mansion quietly. When the lanterns were first lit, Phoenix Island was bustling with activity.

Li Muchan sat in his small pavilion in the lake. The lights were bright, illuminating the pavilion like daylight, and the lanterns around the lake shone brightly.

Li Muchan was alone in the small pavilion, and loneliness slowly spread and wrapped around his heart.

Feng Mingxue was not here, and he really felt lonely when he was alone. Deep in his mind, the mountain of light transformed by the Infinite Light Sutra was shining brightly, and there were waves of emotions, as if the women were by his side.

This warm feeling nourished his heart, but he felt more and more lonely. In the world, I was the only one left alone.

Feeling like this, he immediately pressed it down and picked up the jade Buddha that was 10,000 taels. He was not taking advantage of the money. He had no place to use the money. He just noticed the difference and spent such a large sum of money.

Under the light, the Jade Buddha adds a bit of clarity and crystal luster. You can tell at a glance that it is not ordinary. More importantly, it exudes a tranquil, peaceful and solemn atmosphere.

At first glance, this Buddha appears to be Maitreya Buddha, with a big belly and a smile on his face. However, if you look closely, it is different. Every detail is different. His hands are in a mudra, his posture is strange, and he looks up to the sky.

He really couldn't see what kind of Buddha it was, so he looked carefully, trying to find where this quiet, peaceful and solemn aura came from.

He played with it for a while and put it back on the table. Then he flicked his sleeves, and the teacup, teapot, wine glass, wine pot, and two plates of melons and fruits all fluttered to the ground next to them.

He sat cross-legged on the stone table, imitating the posture of the Jade Buddha, and remained motionless.

With the image of the Jade Buddha in mind, the body slowly changes its posture to make it consistent with the image of the Buddha, paying no attention to every detail.

After about a cup of tea, his body was completely the same as that of the Emerald Buddha. Suddenly, his eyes flashed and he was in a trance. Then his mind was refreshed as if washed by a clear spring, and his spirit was as high as if he had taken a deep sleep.

He remained motionless and allowed time to pass. After about two quarters of an hour, an inexplicable feeling arose spontaneously. He was solemn and solemn, his body and mind were clear, as if he had transformed into a Buddha, integrating with the heaven and earth. His spirit spread out, and from a little

Spread into one piece. Slowly leaving the body, feeling the thoughts between heaven and earth.

This feeling is extremely wonderful. At this moment, it is like transforming into a Buddha. Everything in heaven and earth is under control. The wisdom of the world is clear one by one. There is no place for nostalgia in the world and everything is empty.

His eyes flashed, and lightning shot out across his eyelids. The small pavilion suddenly lit up, like a thunderbolt falling in. This was the divine thought as a sword, cutting away all illusions.

After a flash, the body moved slightly, the spread of spirit sharply converged, and a vortex appeared in the mind, violently pulling the spirit back.

He opened his eyes and took a long breath. He stared at the Jade Buddha and shook his head. What an amazing Jade Buddha!

He thought of the Black Buddha he obtained in the original world. It also contained a set of strange mental methods. It seemed that the Buddhists were very good at this.

He fluttered to the ground. With a flick of his right hand, the tea cup, teapot, wine glass, wine pot, and two plates of melons and fruits on the ground next to him floated up and landed on the stone table.

Walking around the small pavilion with his hands behind his hands, he looked up at the stars in the sky and thought about the mind of the Jade Buddha. This is a set of Buddhist secrets. He doesn't know what effect it will have after practicing it.

I think the effect is limited, it just strengthens the spirit and increases the devotion and yearning for Buddhism. The Buddha statue that Master Zhiguang gave to a layman does not contain any brilliant secrets.

However, I don't know the relationship between Master Zhiguang and the old man, and I can't conclude that at least once the posture is straightened, the energy is instantly restored and the mind is refreshed, which is definitely not something that ordinary secret techniques can achieve.

Both the Heart Sutra of Infinite Light and the Illumination Sutra of Observing Heaven, Humans and Gods have this ability, but they are not so fast. The Heart Sutra of Infinite Light needs to be recited, and the Sutra of Observing Heaven, Humans and Gods Illumination needs to be illuminated. However, this method only requires a posture, which is simple and quick.

However, it sounds simple, but it is not easy to achieve the correct posture. If your body is not right in the slightest, and you are not willing to give up on the details, you will not be able to achieve this wonderful thing.

He directly imprinted the Jade Buddha into his mind, and then controlled his body with his mind and automatically corrected himself, so that he could get into the right posture so quickly. It would take a few years for ordinary people to master it.

The secret techniques of Buddhism do have incredible power. If you practice or meditate in this posture, you will not be tired and your energy will always be full.

Warriors practice internal skills and mental methods, and use their spirit to stimulate their internal energy. However, after a few weeks, they will be exhausted and unable to continue. They need to cultivate their spirit before starting again. They often need to sleep and wait until the next day to practice again.

With this technique, you can continuously promote the flow of internal energy. One day's work is worth others' several days, and ten years is worth others' decades. Becoming a master is a matter of course.

He has a strong spirit and can practice continuously for several days and nights. It is a pity that he does not need to increase his skill.

He shook his head. Things in the world are 10% unsatisfactory, and it is impossible for everything to go as planned. This jade Buddha also contains other mysteries, which need to be discovered slowly by oneself.

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Early the next morning, he got up alone. He felt that practicing martial arts alone was boring, so he walked out of his mansion and wandered around Zhongzheng Street to see his shop and have breakfast on the way.

The residents of Phoenix Island got up early, and the aroma of snacks wafted through the streets and alleys, which whetted their appetites and made Li Muchan's mouth water.

The snacks on Phoenix Island are diverse and richer than anywhere else. They live a prosperous, orderly, peaceful and peaceful life. All their thoughts are on eating, drinking and having fun, and they pay special attention to the word "eating".

When Li Muchan came here, not to mention anything else, he ate well, it opened his eyes and feasted his mouth, and he even felt like he didn't miss Sichuan. Although Hengbo Island is good, the food is not as rich as here, and the Eighteen Islands are about the same.

Each has its own characteristics, but the islands are not close to each other and are not as convenient as Phoenix Island.

He found a stall, sat at the same table with two children, and ordered a bowl of fish ball soup and two pies. The fish balls were delicious and the pies were tempting.

The two children had beautiful features, lively eyes, and were not afraid of anything. They must be twin brothers. They looked at Li Muchan's bowl, then at their own bowls, and then ate with their heads down, secretly competing with him to see who could eat faster.

When Li Muchan saw it, he also speeded up and finished eating three times, five times five times two, then wiped his mouth, took out his folding fan and left, shaking it, with a proud look on his face.

Li Muchan came to the store slowly, looked around and then left. He was not interested. Then he went to sit at Jing Zhiguang's place to get some news.

However, there is no news about Jing Zhiguang right now. He has to wait a moment. He also wants to inquire secretly and notify Li Muchan when he finds out.

Li Muchan walked around in a circle and returned to the mansion bored. He could only practice martial arts. Practicing martial arts was much more interesting than hanging out outside.

At noon, Lao Qiao suddenly came over: "Longtou. Outside, Miss Yulanhai wants to see you!"

The horizontal knife paused in the air. Li Muchan stopped moving and turned to look: "Haijia?"

"Yes." Lao Qiao looked solemn.

Li Muchan frowned and said: "The eldest daughter of the Hai family, Hai Yulan..., how many people is she here to come for?"

"There are twelve in total, and all of them are masters." Old Qiao said.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Is it possible that you want to come to the door and not take the rules of Phoenix Island into consideration?"

Lao Qiao nodded hurriedly and said: "Longtou. It's very possible. The Hai family really doesn't pay much for Phoenix Island!"

Li Muchan pondered for a moment and said, "Please!"
To be continued...