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Chapter 233 Mixed Poison(2/2)

The two women followed him and left the inn. They were suddenly surrounded by noise. People were coming and going in the inn, the sound of horse hooves and the shouts of people were full of life.

People in the inn all started to leave, and they had to leave early to avoid the crowds on the streets and the inconvenience of leaving the city. This was a big city, extremely prosperous, but Li Muchan couldn't remember what city it was.

After leaving the inn and walking east along the street, Li Muchan sighed: "Junior sister, Feng'er, the Gongsun family has set its sights on us. The days ahead will not be peaceful, so be careful."

"Uncle Master, what should we do?" Wang Shuangfeng asked.

Li Muchan thought for a while and shook his head: "We can only stop them with soldiers, and the water will flood the soil. We have to hurry and we can't accompany them to fool around."

"The Gongsun family is so brave!" Li Yujiao snorted.

Li Muchan shook his head and said: "Although the Gongsun family is not as good as Saint Xuefeng, their strength cannot be underestimated. Their men must have deep strength. When you go back, tell Head Li to be careful of them."

"What kind of big waves can a loach create?" Li Yujiao smiled faintly, feeling very proud: "Our Saint Xuefeng is not afraid of poison. If they have any means, just use it!"

Li Muchan smiled and said no more.

After getting along with each other for a few days, Li Yujiao gradually revealed her true face. She was not the cold and indifferent fairy girl who had no contact with the world, but an ordinary girl who was unruly, proud and had a bad temper.

He slowed down and walked leisurely. At this time, the sun was rising high and the sun was shining brightly. People were already coming and going on the street, which was really lively.

The three of them walked among the crowd like swimming fish, moving freely and with agile movements.

Li Muchan slowly closed his eyes. Wang Shuangfeng and Li Yujiao had been paying attention to him. They were surprised when they saw him suddenly closing his eyes. Just as they were about to ask, they suddenly disappeared in front of their eyes.

The two hurriedly turned their heads, only to see Li Muchan appear five feet away. He slapped a middle-aged man away with his palm, and then appeared next to them in a flash.

The middle-aged man flew high, hit the wall hard, sprayed out a blood arrow, slid down softly, and fell to the ground motionless.

People suddenly screamed and ran away. Li Muchan and the two women speeded up and reached the outside of the city in a short time.

"That person just now was from the Gongsun family?" Li Yujiao asked with a frown.

Li Muchan nodded, and Li Yujiao added, "I've never understood how you discovered that the food was poisonous?"

Li Muchan smiled: "Intuition."

"Intuition?" Li Yujiao looked at him doubtfully.

Li Muchan kept walking. When he reached the outside of the city, he no longer worried about shocking the world and began to perform Qing Kung. His feet were fluttering and his speed was extremely fast.

Li Yujiao and Wang Shuangfeng were both skilled in Qinggong. Following him, the three of them, with their flowing clothes, looked like immortals, attracting the attention of people on the road.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "I have been in the martial arts for a long time, and I have gradually developed an intuition for danger. I can feel it in advance. It is so mysterious that it is difficult to explain."

"Is it because of Buddhism?" Li Yujiao thought for a while and asked.

Li Muchan nodded: "Well, I have practiced meditation for ten years, can't I just practice it in vain?"

"That's it!" Li Yujiao was relieved. Buddhist monks often have incredible power and can develop some magical powers. It seems that Zhanran is like this.

In today's world, Buddhism is booming, and many eminent monks have emerged. Among these eminent monks, there are many who have cultivated great supernatural powers. They are shocking to the world, but they have made all the good men and women of the world more and more respected.

In Li Muchan's view, supernatural powers are obstacles, but for those believers and laymen, supernatural powers are the essence of Buddhism and show the depth of their cultivation.

Li Muchan sneered at this concept, but he could not change it. After all, it was not unreasonable. When cultivation reached a certain level, it would be accompanied by supernatural powers.

The three of them walked east along the official road and stopped entering the city. They only rested in the wild. At night, they either found a forest, a ruined temple, or stayed in a small pavilion.

They were all martial arts practitioners and could just meditate and adjust their breath at night. Li Muchan returned to his absent-minded state and began to think about the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra again.

He really didn't give up, and whenever he got the chance, he began to think about this sutra, put aside utilitarianism, and become the best master in the world. From a purely martial-loving person, it was an irresistible temptation.

Now, for him, a new martial arts, especially a superior martial arts, is a wonderful meal, and the practice itself is a supreme enjoyment.

When the two girls saw this, they secretly rolled their eyes, but they had no choice but to let him go. Fortunately, although he was absent-minded, he didn't hit the tree while walking.

Li Muchan has been thinking about how to achieve the state of nothingness, how to achieve the state of nothingness, and how to practice cultivation. This is inherently contradictory, and how to solve it.

Presumably, there must be a solution, otherwise, the Nine Transformations Marrow Cleansing Sutra would not have been created in the first place.

It's a pity that he has never found it. His mind is like lightning and his inspiration is flowing like a spring, but he has been unable to find a solution and thinks hard.

After several days of hard thinking, he gradually got some clues. If he wanted to practice the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra, he must first get rid of the thought of practice and let it flow automatically. It should not be regarded as martial arts, but as play.

This is a complete lie. Unless he goes back in time and has never heard of the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra, otherwise, it is simply impossible to get rid of his original thoughts.

"Hmm -" Li Muchan suddenly stopped, his empty eyes flashed suddenly, dazzlingly, like a real glance, taking in everything around him.

At this time, they were on the official road between a forest, with pine trees on both sides, and the midday sun was shining brightly, making people feel lazy.

This official road is quite remote, there are no people around, only the three of them.

The two women lowered their heads to talk and laugh, and suddenly felt something strange. They turned to look at Li Muchan. Li Yujiao hurriedly said: "Brother, what's wrong?"
Chapter completed!
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