Wen Yinyue's face was expressionless, and she looked at the jade statue lightly, as if she was in a daze.

Master Zhuzhao caught a glimpse of her appearance, shook his head secretly, and gave Li Muchan a hard look. Li Muchan showed a wry smile and remained silent.

Wen Yinyue already knew clearly that she wanted Hui Jian to cut off Qingsi, and Li Muchan was very proud at heart, so he would not force her to do so.

Wen Yinyue tried her best not to meet him, and even if she did meet, she would always treat him with a cold face. Li Muchan pretended that nothing happened and was a good junior disciple.

He could feel the pain in Wen Yin Yue's heart like a knife, but he restrained himself and refused to comfort her. His feet were stuck in the mud, and the long-term pain was not as good as the short-term pain.

The hall became quiet unconsciously. The three of them had their own thoughts and remained silent.

After a while, Master Zhuzhao coughed lightly: "Zhanran, what are you going to do next, stay on the mountain and practice?"

Li Muchan said: "Master, if I want to practice martial arts, I want to go back to Xinghu Xiaozhu."

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Master Zhuzhao frowned and snorted.

Li Muchan said hurriedly: "There is a place in the Haitian Palace in Nanli that is the most suitable for practicing. I want to go there for a while to retreat."

"Why is it appropriate?" Master Zhuzhao asked with a frown.

Li Muchan said: "Master, you are now connected to the bridge between heaven and earth. Can you feel the spiritual energy around you?"

Master Zhu Zhao closed his eyes and observed silently for a moment, then suddenly disappeared in a flash, leaving only two people in the hall. Wen Yinyue stared at the jade statue motionless.

Li Muchan coughed lightly and said warmly: "Sister, you have lost weight."

Wen Yinyue turned to look at him coldly: "I dare not worry about you!"

She sneered: "I would like to congratulate my junior brother for holding the beauty back home!"

Li Muchan smiled: "Thank you, senior sister."

Wen Yinyue took a deep breath, trying to suppress the trembling in her body. She gritted her teeth and stared at Li Muchan. Li Muchan smiled at her and met her gaze. Their eyes were locked together for an instant.

After a while, she slowly stood up and left Wuji Hall without saying a word, her steps seeming to stagger slightly.

Li Muchan used his concentration and watched her leave without saying a word. He felt distressed and at the same time felt a sense of pleasure in revenge. He wanted to see how powerful her sword was to kill her love!

In a flash before her eyes, Master Zhuzhao came in, and she hummed: "Why did the Yin Yue Qi escape?"

Li Muchan shook his head and said nothing.

Zhuzhao Master Tai said: "As expected, there is a theory of spiritual energy. Okay, you go to Nanli to retreat for a while, but you must come back early. Don't be greedy and never return!"

Li Muchan calmed down and smiled reluctantly: "I know."

"Birds will fly away when their wings become stiff, alas..." Master Zhu Zhao sighed.

Li Muchan said: "Master, no matter how much I fly, this is my home!"

"I don't know the character of you stinky men. When you are seduced by a beauty, you forget about the east, west, east, west, and how can you recognize home!" Master Zhuzhao gave him a blank look.

Li Muchan said hurriedly: "I will come back every two months."

"That's pretty much it!" Master Zhu Zhao smiled.

Li Muchan smiled. It would not be difficult to come back every two months. Besides, he might come back riding an eagle silently and no one would notice.

His face suddenly hardened, and his brows slowly knitted together.

"What's wrong?" Master Zhu Zhao asked.

Li Muchan said: "Master, the disciples at the foot of the mountain should withdraw. I feel that danger is approaching... right in front of me. Hurry!"

"...Okay!" Master Zhuzhao nodded.

She knew that this disciple had a very deep level of Buddhist cultivation, had strange magical powers, and could foresee dangers. Moreover, she would rather believe that this happened than not believe that it did not happen.

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Master Zhu Zhao asked: "How dangerous is it?"

"It should be that a top master is coming. Let the disciples withdraw first." Li Muchan said.

Master Zhuzhao didn't ask any more questions, she clapped her hands, and a girl in black floated in: "Master!"

"Ring the bell six times," Master Zhuzhao said.

"Yes." The girl in black nodded and walked out of the hall.

"Papa!" She clapped her hands again, and another girl in black entered. She ordered: "Go and call Yinyue over!"

"Yes." The girl in black responded and exited.

"Dang...dang...dang...dang...dang...dang..." The rich bells rang out, leisurely and calmly, condensing in the air and resounding throughout Canghai Mountain.

Li Muchan looked down with his empty eyes. As soon as the disciples heard the bell, they immediately pricked up their ears. After the six rings, they all put down what they were doing and rushed to the mountain.

The steps leading directly to the foot of the mountain were suddenly filled with people, both men and women. They met without saying a word and just focused on going up. They all had very strong legs and were very fast.

A faint fragrant breeze drifted into the hall, and Wen Yinyue came in: "Master, what happened?"

The six ringing of the bell is to summon all the disciples to gather at His Highness Wuji. If it rings at this time, it is obvious that something big has happened.

Master Zhuzhao took out the jade token from her arms and handed it over: "A powerful enemy is coming. Yinyue, go to Cuifeng Pavilion in the back mountain and ask ten seniors to come out and help."

"Yes." Wen Yinyue took the jade plaque with both hands and quickly glanced at Li Muchan.

Li Muchan smiled at her, she looked at him indifferently, turned around and left, as if she didn't recognize him.

After Wen Yinyue left, Li Muchan said, "Master, let me go and take a look."

Master Zhuzhao put her hand on his shoulder and said, "Don't be brave, see who it is before you speak!"

Li Muchan had no choice but to follow her out.

The disciples gathered at a very fast speed, and in a blink of an eye they were gathered in the square of His Highness Wuji, standing neatly and imposingly, like soldiers on the battlefield.

Master Zhuzhao walked out of the hall and met Master Zhumei and Li Zhuyue. They looked at her suspiciously. Master Zhuzhao only said that there was an attack by a master, without saying much, and came to the high platform in the center.

Standing in the center overlooking the platform, her clear eyes slowly swept across the crowd, and she spoke after a moment: "Someone will go up the mountain later, and no one is allowed to take action without my order!"

Li Muchan came close to her and whispered: "They seem to be from Dongchu, six of them."

Master Zhuzhao's face sank: "It's them again!"

Li Muchan said: "They are here to take revenge, right? The person who came last time was killed?"

"No, only one died." Master Zhu Zhao said in a low voice.

"These six must have stronger martial arts skills," Li Muchan said.

"That's just right!" Master Zhuzhao snorted.

Now that her martial arts has greatly improved, she has reached the eighth level of the Miaolian Sutra, and has undergone qualitative changes. Previously, her internal strength was not pure enough to be able to use the Canghai Divine Sword, but now she can.

Wen Yinyue floated over, followed by ten women, all wearing lavender shirts, different heights, but all with excellent figures and pleasant temperaments, floating onto the stage.

Practicing Canghai Sheng Gong will unconsciously change your temperament, making it as soft as spring water.

They carried swords on their waists and walked with their feet fluttering like wind. They came to Master Zhuzhao and clasped their fists in greeting: "I have seen the master!"

Master Zhuzhao returned the greeting: "Thank you for your help, uncles."

A middle-aged woman asked warmly: "You're welcome, Master, who is he?"

She has an ordinary appearance, but her temperament is demure, and every move she makes is elegant and moving.

"A master from Dong Chu," Master Zhuzhao said.

"We're here for revenge." The middle-aged woman chinned slightly and shook her head: "It seems we have to use a killing move to avoid ending up in endless trouble."

"Yes." Master Zhu Zhao nodded.

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