Zhang Jinglan shook his head and said: "Master has always hated men and was too sensitive. In the end, he killed people without asking any questions. He was originally kind to me, but I caused his death..."

"Well..., your master must have been sad when he was young." Li Muchan nodded slowly.

Zhang Jinglan said "hmm" and sighed: "Master has a sad story. He hated men all over the world. He said that men are not good at all. They have a carefree nature and will always give up. If a woman likes a man, she is

Jump into the fire pit yourself!"

Li Muchan touched his nose and chuckled: "Master is a little extreme."

"In my opinion, Master's words are correct!" Zhang Jinglan hummed and rolled his eyes at him, his eyes were so charming and charming that Li Muchan's heart was fluttering.

His face heated up, and he laughed twice, a little embarrassed, knowing that she was referring to Mei Ruolan and the three of them.

In the eyes of outsiders, it seems that he is extremely philandering when a monk marries three wives. Moreover, all three women are beauties and they are not greedy enough.

Moreover, Li Muchan was not upright at this point. He really liked someone and found it hard to let go of them. He wanted to take them into his arms.

Zhang Jinglan hummed: "None of you men are really good. As decent as you are, master. You can't move even when you meet a beautiful woman... Isn't my junior sister pretty?"

Li Muchan hurriedly waved his hands and said: "Jinglan has wronged me. Miss Lan is smiling with her head hidden. When I look at her, I don't feel she is so beautiful, but I feel cold."

Zhang Jinglan burst into laughter, shook his head and said: "If junior sister hears this, she will be so angry that she will jump to her feet!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "This Miss Lan is really curious. She looks innocent, but she is also very scheming. It seems that she doesn't take killing people seriously."

Zhang Jinglan said: "This is because of Master's influence. Killing is really not a big deal."

"My master is a terrible person." Li Muchan sighed.

Zhang Jinglan nodded lightly and sighed: "Yes, Master is the most powerful. Although your martial arts is better than Master, Master really wants to kill you. There are countless ways!"

"Hmm -?" Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, looking unconvinced.

Zhang Jinglan smiled and said: "Your method of provoking generals is useless, I won't say that!... However, you should not be in any danger, and the master has no intention of killing you."

"Seriously?" Li Muchan asked with a smile.

Zhang Jinglan nodded and said: "If Master wanted to kill you, you would have been gone long ago...Besides, even if you knew, you wouldn't be able to hide. It's better not to know, so as not to scare yourself."

Li Muchan laughed and thought it was interesting: "Then you might as well come and listen."

Zhang Jinglan shook his head: "This is related to the secret of Tianmo Sect, I can't talk nonsense."

Li Muchan said: "In that case, fine, let's not talk about it. Xiaoya and the others are still here. I guess the master will not come again. I will go back to the military camp to take a look first."

"Well, it doesn't matter if they are here, you can leave first." Zhang Jinglan nodded.

Li Muchan smiled softly, then suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Jinglan turned around and looked out the window, and saw Li Muchan's figure flashing in the air, then disappearing, already integrated into Tianlong City.

She still admired secretly, she didn't expect Li Muchan to have such martial arts.

Li Muchan was like a gust of wind, his speed was extremely fast, and he had reached the military camp in an hour without riding the red shadow, and went straight to the inner camp.

He traveled unhindered, and the soldiers nodded to him without any hindrance.

However, Li Muchan noticed something different. He seemed to have a more solemn expression. What big thing happened? Li Muchan's heart moved, he slowed down and used his psychic powers.

His mind was connected, and their voices rang clearly in his mind. He knew what had happened, his face darkened, he quickened his pace, and hurried to the martial arts training ground.

No one was seen in the martial arts training ground. There was no sign of Mr. Ji or the others. Li Muchan went directly to the west wing, stopped outside the wing, and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Old Man Li's impatient voice came from inside.

Li Muchan said warmly: "Mr. Li, it's me who's back."

"Come in!" Old Man Li shouted loudly.

"Shh, keep your voice down!" An old man hurriedly stopped him.

Old Man Li snorted and lowered his voice: "Little monk, why don't you come in quickly? Why are you dawdling outside!"

Li Muchan pushed the door open and entered the house, only to see several old men sitting in the main hall. The leaders were Old Man Ji and Old Man Li, and there were a few others who were all good players in the inner camp.

Li Muchan took a step forward, gave a military salute to everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Yan, is it okay?"

Old Man Li had a gloomy face and hummed: "Little monk, you still know you are back!"

Mr. Ji waved his hand, energetic and with bright eyes: "Okay, Mr. Li, this matter cannot be blamed. Don't blame others randomly."

Old Man Li said angrily: "Why don't you blame him!? Why don't you blame him!...Humph, if he were here, how could Young Boy Yan be so seriously injured?"

Old Man Li had a messy beard and disheveled clothes, as if he hadn't slept in several days.

Li Muchan was anxious and said hurriedly: "Mr. Ji, Brother Yan, he...?"

Mr. Ji waved his hand and sighed warmly: "He is not in danger, but his martial arts skills may be..."

Li Muchan hurriedly asked: "What's going on?"

Mr. Ji sighed: "The night before yesterday, he went out to the city alone to chop firewood. He also blamed us for our carelessness. He thought that his martial arts skills were enough to protect himself. Unexpectedly, the Black Eagle Rider came with a master."

"The Black Eagle Rider again?" Li Muchan frowned.

Old Man Li gritted his teeth and cursed, "Black Hawk Cavalry! Black Hawk Cavalry! If it weren't for the ban, I would have gone out of the city and killed them all!"

An old man next to him said in a deep voice: "Okay, stop saying these boring words. If you kill all the Black Eagle Cavalry, our Shenwu Camp will also die!"

Old Man Li stamped his feet angrily, turned around and walked away. He opened the curtain and entered the east room. The strong smell of medicine rushed out and entered Li Muchan's nose.

Li Muchan frowned and said, "I'll go take a look."

Mr. Ji nodded and sighed: "You might as well go and take a look. Xiao Yan also has a hard life. After learning such a martial arts, it will be useless!"

Li Muchan raised the curtain and entered the east room, only to see Yan Lengsi unconscious and pale, lying motionless on the couch, extremely quiet.

Old Man Li was sitting on the edge of the couch, staring at Yan Lengsi, breathing heavily and raging with anger, almost unable to restrain himself, as if he wanted to escape from his body.

Li Muchan coughed lightly, came closer, and lowered his head to look at Yan Lengsi.

Old Man Li looked up at him and hummed: "Little monk, have you finished handling your personal affairs?"

Li Muchan nodded sheepishly and sighed: "Mr. Li, it's my fault that I couldn't be with Brother Yan."

Old Man Li snorted and turned his head to ignore him.

Li Muchan didn't care. He sat on the embroidered pillar next to the couch, grabbed Yan Lengsi's wrist and examined its injury, his brows getting tighter and tighter.

Yan Lengsi was severely injured. Not only were his internal organs displaced, but his meridians were also severely damaged. Even if he recovered, his meridians would not be the same as those of a normal person.

Although martial arts in the military have different inner strength and mental methods, it is not that the meridians do not flow. On the contrary, most of the meridians flow. He looks like this. If he wants to practice martial arts again, it is very difficult for others. He can only be an ordinary person.

To Old Man Li, Yan Lengsi was their carefully cultivated disciple, not only because of their hard work, but also because Yan Lengsi had a simple temperament and deep feelings.

They are lonely and old, and there is a disciple in front of them. Although they are disciples, they are no different from family members.

Now, Yan Lengsi was about to return from being a master to being an ordinary person. It was an earth-shattering blow to him, and they were worried that he wouldn't be able to bear it.

Li Muchan thought for a while and said: "Mr. Li, my family has a secret technique that can heal injuries. I want to try it on Brother Yan."

"The secret technique passed down in your family?" Old Man Li turned over.

Li Muchan nodded: "Yes, although it doesn't have great power, its healing effect is excellent."

"Can you save Xiao Yan?" Old Man Li grabbed his arm like an iron hoop.

Li Muchan pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "The disciple can only try his best...and, when performing this secret technique, outsiders cannot be around."

Old Man Li was disappointed, stared at him, regained his energy, and nodded vigorously: "Okay, I will protect the law for you!"

He knew Li Muchan's temperament. He always kept a tight line in everything. He would not give full assurance. If he was very sure, he would only say 70%. If he was 70% sure, he would only say 50%.

Since he could put it forward, he must be somewhat confident. He felt that his eyes were bright, hope was injected into his heart again, and the sun suddenly became brighter.

He happily left the house and stood guard outside, preventing Mr. Ji and the others from entering.

Li Muchan was relieved, thought for a while, and decided to use the Crane Control Technique. This technique is magical and simple, but it consumes more internal energy.

As for the Yin-Yang Creation Technique, you need the master's Miaolian Sutra, but you can't do it yourself, so you have to use the Canghai Divine Technique to perform it, which is too energy-consuming and is not as good as the Crane Control Technique.

He did it as soon as he thought of it, concentrated on adjusting his breath for a moment, opened his eyes, held a crane fist in his hand, pinched his fingertips into a crane's mouth, tapped it lightly and thought for a few times, then put down his hand, and then closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

After a while, he took a long breath, slowly opened his eyes, and stared at Yan Lengsi.

Yan Lengsi's face turned rosy, his appearance changed, and his face became glossy. These actions seemed light and easy, but they involved the great secrets of the human body, the vital organs. At this time, Li Muchan felt more and more mysterious about the art of controlling cranes and adding oil.

He had used the Crane Control Technique several times before and felt it was mysterious, but he didn't know where it was, but now he had a vague understanding and felt it more clearly.

"Well..." Yan Lengsi groaned, interrupting his understanding.

He looked around hurriedly, but saw Yan Lengsi slowly opening his eyes, confused and confused, his eyes slowly becoming clearer, staring at Li Muchan for a while, and then suddenly said: "Mingkong...?"

Li Muchan chuckled and said, "Brother Yan, how do you feel?"

"Am I still alive?" Yan Lengsi asked in confusion.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "This is not the underworld, I still want to live well!"

While he was talking, he put his hand on Yan Lengsi's wrist and checked. It was indeed very effective. Although the meridians were not healed, they were far better than before. They should be healed after a while.

Yan Leng thought for a moment and sighed: "It's so good to be alive!"

"Little monk, are you okay?" Old Man Li couldn't help himself outside and asked softly.
To be continued...