The old man in the eyes of the lion-nosed leopard waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Second brother, forget it, we don't have to hide it from Huang Shaoxia anymore. We know what to say... Zheng Zicong bought a boat and entered the sea here. It's a pity.

It was already ten days ago, we are too late!"

Li Muchan frowned and said, "Do you know where he lives?"

"It seems to be Shunfeng Inn." said the middle-aged man next to him who had been sizing him up. He had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and he didn't look like a good person, and his voice was shrill and unpleasant.

Li Muchan nodded and smiled: "Thank you four seniors and say goodbye."

After saying that, he hugged his fists, fluttered downstairs, left the restaurant, and went directly to Shunfeng Inn.

The town is not big, so he arrived at Shunfeng Inn in a blink of an eye, and then asked two waiters about a man named Zheng who lived here ten days ago, and then described Zheng Zicong's appearance.

The two guys thought about it for a while, and they welcomed and escorted each other to practice their memory. They quickly thought about it, and then brought Li Muchan to a room.

Li Muchan waved away the two waiters, then came to the room, searched slowly, and finally found a few hairs, and smiled.

He has a strong spirit and amazing intuition. As his spirit strengthens, his intuition becomes more and more accurate. He can judge that these hairs are that of Zheng Zicong and not anyone else.

These few hairs were like a compass, pointing directly to his position. Li Muchan could feel it clearly, so he went to the beach, hired a boat, and went directly to the sea.

The boat fluttered and skimmed on the sea. Half a day passed before I knew it, and it was already evening. The sun set in the west and dyed the sea into golden red, like an endless brocade.

Li Muchan stood on the bow of the boat, looking at this magnificent scene, and his heart felt relieved. There were no other ships on the vast sea, and he was the only one left in the world. The sky, the sea, and the people merged into one.

While he was quietly enjoying himself, his face suddenly changed slightly. Overcast clouds suddenly came over the sky, covering the sky dyed red by the sunset, and then the wind gradually picked up.

Later, there was a strong wind and then it rained.

Li Muchan stood on the bow of the boat and shook his head helplessly. He could not let out his strong energy, so he could only let the strong wind and heavy rain fall on him. He used his strength to use the boat to merge with the sea and was not thrown over the clouds.

The boat sailed through the storm like an arrow off the string. Li Muchan relied on his senses to control the boat and pierce the obstacles of the storm.

The boat had been sailing for about a quarter of an hour, when suddenly there was a flash in front of our eyes, and the storm suddenly disappeared, as if we were in another world. When we turned around, we saw that there was still a storm behind us, but here it was a calm and sunny place, with a beautiful sunset.

Li Muchan shook his body slightly, and suddenly there was a "bang", and his whole body returned to clean and refreshing, and the previous rain was blown away.

The boat then shot towards the north. When a bright moon rose in the sky and darkness enveloped the entire world, he saw a small boat from a distance, quietly parked on the sea, rising and falling with the sea.

Li Muchan showed a smile, opened his Eyes of the Void, and saw a young man sitting cross-legged on the boat. His burly and sturdy body was wrapped in a sapphire blue gown. He had a square face with sharp eyebrows and tiger eyes. He really looked heroic. Sitting there, he felt like he was lying on a bed.

lion.

The young man's brows were a little haggard. He was adjusting his breathing with his eyes closed. There was a water bag and a bag beside him, and a few pieces of dry food were placed in front of him.

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that it took no effort to get here. It took more than ten days for Zheng Zicong to arrive here. It seemed that he had an ulterior motive. He intuitively concluded that this person was Zheng Zicong.

The boat shot in that direction and quickly approached Zheng Zicong. He opened his eyes, and a golden light flashed across his eyes. He looked at Li Muchan lightly.

Li Muchan sat on the bow of the boat, looking at Zheng Zicong quietly and shaking his head.

Zheng Zicong said calmly: "Who are you?"

Li Muchan said: "Zheng Zicong?"

"That's right." Zheng Zicong nodded slowly and said, "It seems that you are helping Longshan Sect!"

Li Muchan shook his head and said, "I am Li Wuji, a disciple of Zishang Palace."

"Purple Shang Palace?" Zheng Zicong thought for a moment and said, "The Purple Shang Palace a while ago?"

Li Muchan nodded: "It's the Zishang Palace that Gu Dongting came to destroy!"

"Are you the Li Wuji who inherited Gu Dongting's sword skills?" Zheng Zicong said in surprise: "Aren't you dead?"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "How can I die if Gu Dongting is not dead!"

"Unexpectedly, not only are you not dead, you are still alive and well!" Zheng Zicong looked at Li Muchan for a few times. He nodded and said: "You can catch the magic knife, you are very powerful!... What are you doing here?"

Li Muchan said: "I heard that you stole the Longshan Sect's secret book."

"That's right." Zheng Zicong said solemnly: "Do you want to know the secrets of Longshan Sect?"

Li Muchan smiled: "Knowing yourself and your enemy means you can win a hundred battles. If I want to deal with the Longshan Sect, I will naturally find a way to defeat the Longshan Sect's martial arts."

"...I won't leave it to you." Zheng Zicong shook his head.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Brother Zheng, what is the use of keeping the secret book?... Could it be that you are doing it to get a certificate of surrender to enter Linhai Pavilion?"

"Not bad." Zheng Zicong hummed.

Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "In my opinion, Brother Zheng should give up on this idea. Linhai Pavilion will not accept Brother Zheng. Even if he does, it is only a temporary move."

"Why?" Zheng Zicong frowned.

Li Muchan said: "Brother Zheng was originally a disciple of Linhai Pavilion?"

"...Yes." Zheng Zicong hesitated and nodded slowly.

Li Muchan had been using his mind. Knowing that he was lying, his heart moved, and he smiled and said: "If you are a disciple of Linhai Pavilion, that will be easier. If you are not a disciple of Linhai Pavilion, how can they trust you?"

Zheng Zicong's face was uncertain, and he said in a deep voice: "I have the Lotus Fist manual in my hand!"

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Lotus Fist?"

"The most powerful boxing technique among the thirty-six arts of Longshan Sect!" Zheng Zicong snorted: "If you don't believe me, Linhai Pavilion won't accept me!"

Li Muchan said: "Since you can rebel against Longshan Sect, how can you not rebel against Linhai Pavilion?"

"I have my own sense of proportion!" Zheng Zicong said coldly with a gloomy face: "Li Wuji, do you want to learn this Lotus Fist?"

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Not bad."

"What good do I do?" Zheng Zicong sneered: "You have a grudge against the Longshan Sect and have nothing to do with me. Get out of the way!"

Li Muchan said: "I learned Lotus Boxing. I will vent my anger on you when I deal with Longshan Sect in the future."

"No trouble!" Zheng Zicong snorted: "I know your swordsmanship is good, but it's a pity that I don't have any swordsmanship secrets. You'd better go!"

"Brother Zheng, don't think about it anymore?" Li Muchan smiled.

Zheng Zicong saw his bad intentions and sneered: "What, you want to rob me forcefully?"

Li Muchan smiled: "As expected of an outstanding disciple of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect!"

"Wan Sheng Sect?" Zheng Zicong frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Farewell!"

He said that the boat shot out quickly, and Li Muchan's boat followed and walked side by side with him. Li Muchan smiled and said: "The Wan Sheng Sect is so clever!"

"I don't understand your nonsense!" Zheng Zicong said coldly.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "An outstanding disciple of Wan Sheng Sect was sent to Longshan Sect, and then to Linhai Pavilion. He acquired the unique skills of both schools. He is really amazing. I admire him!"

He was secretly shocked that the Wan Sheng Sect's methods were indeed worthy of being the number one evil sect.

Zheng Zicong was silent for a moment, then suddenly looked up, his eyes as bright as torches, and said in a deep voice: "Li Wuji, how did you see that?"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "A flash of inspiration suddenly dawned on me! ...I heard that your Ten Thousand Saints Sect has a magic weapon, but I don't know what it is?"

"It's the sect master's seal." Zheng Zicong said calmly: "It's a pity that no one else has the chance to see it except the sect master. Li Wuji, it's a pity that you are so young but you are too smart!"

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Brother Zheng wants to kill me to silence me?"

"Not bad!" Zheng Zicong nodded, and the boat gradually stopped, followed by Li Muchan's boat. The two boats were two steps away from each other and could bump into each other at any time.

Li Muchan smiled, shook his head and said, "With Brother Zheng's skill, I'm afraid he won't be able to kill me."

"Do you think that if you can block Gu Dongting's magic sword, you can block me?" Zheng Zicong smiled, shook his head and said, "You are so underestimating our Wan Sheng Sect disciples!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "I'd like to learn a thing or two about that, please——!"

"Hmph!" Zheng Zicong suddenly flashed and turned into two phantoms, suddenly arriving behind Li Muchan, and then a blue light enveloped Li Muchan's back.

Li Muchan disappeared from the spot and appeared behind him, with a flash of sword light in his hand. Then Zheng Zicong's movements stagnated, a flash of sword light flashed across his chest, and then a blood arrow burst out.

He turned his head and stared at Li Muchan with wide eyes in disbelief. He moved his mouth unwillingly, but without making any sound, he slowly fell down.

Li Muchan sighed, this Zheng Zicong was a powerful person, he didn't dare to be careless, and directly killed him with one strike, lest he have the chance to destroy the secret book.

He stood quietly for a moment, and when Zheng Zicong's breath dissipated, he came to him, picked up his clothes with his sword, picked up the oil paper bag that fell out, opened it, and suddenly smiled on his face.

There is indeed a secret book inside. The handwriting is dignified and simple. The three characters "Lotus Fist" are written on the cover, followed by about twenty pages.

Li Muchan directly read it and imprinted it into his mind, then thought about it carefully and nodded. The name of Lotus Fist sounds soft, but it is actually a very profound boxing technique. It is about planting lotus in fire, turning poison into wisdom, and finally strengthening

Turned into extremely soft boxing techniques.

The more he studied the Lotus Fist, the more he realized how powerful and domineering the Lotus Fist was. Once he mastered the Lotus Fist, no one could withstand a punch. Unless the internal strength was several times higher, those with similar or even superior skills would not be able to withstand a single punch.

I can't stop this lotus fist.

Li Muchan frowned and thought for a moment. The power of the Lotus Fist is frightening, and its practice is difficult. It requires a deep understanding and control of the internal power, and a strong heart. The Lotus Fist is also called the Lotus Heart Fist.
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