To the north of Yuezhao City are endless mountains, and the other three sides are flat and open. You can see for miles at a glance, which is perfect for galloping horses.
Yuezhao City does not have an advantageous geographical location and does not have any special products, but it is famous for its immortality if the mountain is not high. Yuezhao City is famous for the Mingjing Sect.
Yuezhao City is the closest to the Mingjing Sect. Disciples of the Mingjing Sect often come to Yuezhao City to relax, but most of them have changed their costumes and most people cannot recognize them.
Guanyunlou is the largest restaurant in Yuezhao City. It is luxuriously furnished and prohibitive to ordinary people. The same plate of side dishes here is ten times the price elsewhere.
Even so, Guanyun Tower is still busy with people coming and going.
Li Muchan was sitting at a table by the window on the third floor of Guanyun Building. The window was open, and the setting sun happened to shine on him. He was dressed in a green shirt and sipping wine with a leisurely expression.
He has the Eye of the Void, and the entire Yuezhao City is directly reflected in his mind. Sitting on the third floor, he has a somewhat carefree and aloof temperament.
Yuezhao City is indeed very peaceful. Public security in the city is good, with few killings. People in the martial arts community who enter the city are all well-behaved and do not dare to act recklessly.
Li Muchan shook his head, this is majesty, and this is what Tianyuan Pavilion lacks today.
He sat here for a while, coming here every two or three days, drinking leisurely, listening to the chatter of all kinds of people in the restaurant, and learning about the Mirror Sect bit by bit.
Know yourself and know your enemy and you will never be in danger. Li Muchan knew that it is not easy to obtain the secret knowledge of Mingjing Sect. Disciples of Mingjing Sect practice step by step. After mastering one level of mental method, they will learn the next level. If they have not mastered the previous level, they are not allowed to observe the next level. They must strictly follow the rules.
The cultivation levels that Li Muchan could deal with were too shallow, and those with deep cultivation levels were beyond his control, so he had no choice but to enter the Ming Mirror Sect.
If he can't get the Soul-Transforming Palm this time, he will give up his martial arts skills and worship the Mingjing Sect. Even if he can't worship, it won't have any impact. He will just luck in the Ziyang Sect again.
While he was leisurely sipping wine, he was thinking about the Mirror Sect. Suddenly he frowned and turned around to see an old man in blue shirt slowly walking up the stairs.
Li Muchan frowned, feeling something was wrong.
The old man has a burly figure and a thick and heavy temperament. He has been in a high position for a long time. He does not seem to know martial arts, but he wears a long sword at his waist.
Li Muchan's eyes fell on his sword. The simple long sword looked no different from the ordinary Qingfeng sword.
But Li Muchan felt a chill, and instinctively warned the old man to stay away from danger.
The old man walked slowly to Li Muchan, sat across from him, and said with a smile: "Brother, can I sit here?"
His speech was a little unclear, but his voice was deep and strong, which directly vibrated his eardrums and caused a slight pain.
Li Muchan nodded lightly: "Senior, do whatever you want.
The old man in blue shirt nodded: "Thank you very much, little brother!"
He waved, and the neat waiter hurriedly ran over, bowed and smiled and asked him what he wanted. The old man ordered two side dishes and a jar of wine, and then waved.
Two dishes and a jar of wine were quickly served. The old man opened the jar, smelled it and smiled, slowly poured a bowl and drank it in one gulp without eating the food, and then had another bowl.
After drinking three bowls in one breath, he put down the big bowl and slowly picked up the vegetables. Li Muchan looked at him with a smile. The old man took two bites of the food, then put down his chopsticks and looked at Li Muchan.
Li Muchan said: "Senior, what can you teach me?"
"Are you Li Canghai?" the old man asked slowly.
Li Muchan smiled: "Senior, do you know me?"
"As long as it's Li Canghai!" The old man nodded and looked at him: "I didn't expect you to be so young."
Li Muchan said: "Senior is...?"
The old man said: "I am Zheng Tianhe!"
Li Muchan pondered and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Zheng Tianhe, it turns out that he is a senior of the Qinghe Sword Sect. Nice to meet you!"
Zheng Tianhe smiled: "You are so calm at such a young age, it's rare!"
Li Muchan said: "Senior Zheng is looking for revenge on me?"
Zheng Tianhe looked at him and said casually: "My two useless sons died in your hands."
Li Muchan said: "Both Zheng Haishan and Zheng Haiya are the sons of our predecessors?"
"That's right!" Zheng Tianhe nodded: "They were not as skilled as others and died unjustly. However, this revenge must be avenged. Li Canghai, please commit suicide!"
Li Muchan sighed: "They want to kill me, so I can only kill them. How did senior find me?"
He is proficient in formations, and combined with the current talisman formation, he made an aura-concealing talisman. He can carry it with him to conceal his own aura and cannot be detected by outsiders. In addition, with his Tianji Jue, he can almost isolate himself from all traces.
Secret technique.
But unexpectedly, Zheng Tianhe came to visit him. The Qinghe Sword Sect should not be underestimated!
"You can't escape." Zheng Tianhe shook his head: "As for the tracking technique, it is a secret technique unique to the Qinghe Sword Sect and is unknown to outsiders."
Li Muchan frowned: "So, your Qinghe Sword Sect has to kill me?"
Zheng Tianhe said: "Master Nephew Leng is the next leader."
Li Muchan smiled bitterly: "I really didn't expect that!"
Zheng Tianhe said: "So you don't have to waste your time and struggle. Sooner or later, you will die. If you die early, you will be reborn. It won't affect your family and friends."
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "I am alone and have no worries...Senior Zheng, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. If you Qinghe Sword Sect keeps pestering you, I will not be polite!"
"You've never been so polite!" Zheng Tianhe said lightly, and the big bowl turned into a white light and shot toward Li Muchan.
"Tsk!" Li Muchan pressed his thumb.
"Bang!" The bowl turned into pieces and fell to the ground.
The wine jar followed, and Li Muchan pointed again, and the wine jar broke into pieces again. The wine splashed out, and the mellow aroma hit his nose, but before it could disperse, it formed a fist and hit Li Muchan.
Li Muchan punched out, "Bang!" The fist collided with the fist made of wine, "Crash", his chair fell into pieces, and he took four steps back.
"You have some skills!" Zheng Tianhe said slowly, as if a sleeping lion woke up, his slightly drooped eyelids were raised, and his eyes were so dark that people dare not look directly.
He stepped in front of Li Muchan, and with a flash of sword light, Li Muchan quickly stepped back and looked down at the tiny holes in his sleeves.
He took a breath, it was such a powerful sword, it was so fast that he couldn't react in time.
Zheng Tianhe took another step and came to the front again. The sword light flashed. Li Muchan covered his shoulders and stepped back four steps, frowning and glaring at Zheng Tianhe.
He was struck by a sword on the shoulder, but fortunately his body was strong and his internal energy was pure and strong, otherwise the sword could have stabbed directly into the heart.
"Good swordsmanship!" Li Muchan frowned.
Zheng Tianhe's eyes drooped again, and he shook his head and said: "It is really rare for you to have such cultivation at such a young age, what a pity!"
After he finished speaking, the sword light flashed again, and Li Muchan was hit by another sword on his right shoulder. He was unable to fight back. Zheng Tianhe's sword was faster than its limit. When the sword light appeared, the sword had already been sheathed.
Li Muchan also pursued fast swords, but compared with Zheng Tianhe, he was nothing compared to a big one.
He thought that Zheng Tianhe's cultivation level was deeper than his own, but he didn't expect that it was so far behind that he had no strength to fight back. He shook his head and sighed: "Senior Zheng, I will repay you tomorrow for what I have given you today. Farewell!"
After saying that, he disappeared in a flash, and Zheng Tianhe stepped in front of him. Just as Li Muchan disappeared, the tip of his sword pierced the air, and Zheng Tianhe's face turned gloomy.