She turned around and said: "Junior Sister Qi, Junior Sister Mingyue, each of us is responsible for one person."

The round-faced girl named Qi nodded. She was sweet but had an indifferent expression. She had not said a word since she appeared. Although Zhao Mingyue was indifferent, she did say a few words to Li Muchan.

The three of them each came to a man, standing firmly with their feet at shoulder level. Then they stretched out their palms and pressed the man on the ground with their palms. Suddenly, with a slight lift, the three male disciples of Cangtian Peak floated up almost at the same time.

It floats to waist height, lying flat and motionless, as if lying on an invisible platform.

Seeing this skill, Lu Zihao showed a look of admiration. Such light and subtle control is definitely not something ordinary people can possess. The cultivation level must not only be deep, but also pure.

The three women began to move, and patted their hands gently. It was as gentle and graceful as if the spring breeze was blowing over. It was extremely gentle. When it fell on the three of them, there was no sound, except for a slight tremor.

The jade palms of the three women fell on the tangs of the three men, and each palm hit the tangs accurately. At first, the three men only trembled slightly, but after a dozen palms, the amplitude of their tremors began to increase.

After more than twenty palms, as the force of the palms fell, they trembled violently, like fish falling onto the shore and struggling violently.

With every palm strike, they seemed to be in agony and struggling desperately, but their jade palms struck down mercilessly like heavy hammers, one after another.

Li Muchan watched their movements closely and found nothing mysterious, but he had a vague feeling that there was something wrong with the way their internal energy was operating, and there was something mysterious about it.

After more than fifty palms, they suddenly made a muffled "bang" sound and stretched out straight. They no longer had the strength to struggle. It seemed that the fish had finally died of thirst.

The three women kept moving, but their palm movements suddenly changed. The changes were dense and rapid, like raindrops falling down, hitting the three of them non-stop.

"Papa, papa, papa..." The white jade palm fell on them, and there was a sound of rain hitting the plantains.

Li Muchan noticed that their palms had changed unconsciously. They were just white at first, but now they were as crystal clear as jade. As their movements accelerated, they saw the white jade-like palms turning into a ball of shadow, and vaguely like raindrops falling all over the sky, and even

There is also a slight sense of moisture.

Li Muchan could feel the vitality of heaven and earth rushing in, hovering above the three men's heads like a whirlpool. As the jade palm fell on his body, the vitality rushed towards them.

The jade palms formed a curtain of rain, covering the three men. Li Muchan and the others felt an invisible force coming in, and the waves formed by the sea water pushed them.

They stood back and stared.

They continued to move their palms quickly and continuously, lasting for a cup of tea. Their heads emitted steaming white air, and their beautiful faces became as crystal clear as white jade.

Seeing Zhao Mingyue slightly closing his eyes and remaining calm, Li Muchan felt a little distressed, but in order to save people, he couldn't stop him and secretly thought of a solution.

Another cup of tea time passed, and the three women were dripping with sweat. White steam was steaming around their bodies, as if they were immersed in boiling water. Their faces were as red as drunkenness, like a layer of rouge on white jade, and their faces were so bright that they were sickly.

"Drink!" the three women shouted at the same time.

The rain and fog that filled the sky shrank into a palm and hit the three of them hard. They jumped with a "bang" and stood up suddenly. They opened their eyes, their eyes flashed, and they looked around confusedly.

The three women sat cross-legged directly on the ground, ignoring the dirt and weeds on the ground. They formed seals with their hands and closed their eyes slightly without moving.

At this time, they were completely different from the beginning. The gleam under their skin disappeared and became pale and bloodless. It was obvious at a glance that they were suffering from diseases.

Their breath was vague and indistinct, as if they were in danger and might die at any time.

Upon seeing this, Li Muchan sat cross-legged directly in front of Zhao Mingyue, sat opposite her, stretched out his right palm, and whispered: "Mingyue!"

Zhao Mingyue opened her dim eyes, looked at him, and Li Muchan said: "I will help you."

Zhao Mingyue shook his head: "It's useless, just rest for a month and it will be fine."

Li Muchan said: "Try it!"

Zhao Mingyue nodded slightly, stretched out her left palm, and the two palms met, each closed their eyes and adjusted their breathing.

Everyone around them was a little strange when they saw this, but they didn't say anything and turned to look at the three men. They were looking at Lu Zihao and the others suspiciously.

Lu Zihao asked with concern: "Junior Brother Fang, have your martial arts recovered?"

"Thank you to Senior Sister Miao, Senior Sister Qi and this Junior Sister, we are already fine!" A young man with a square face hugged his fists with emotion.

"That's good, let's protect the law for Senior Sister Miao and the others," Lu Zihao said.

The three of them nodded, and Zhang Yuxi, Pei Huagang, and Zhou Ju consciously walked out, forming a circle that enveloped the three women and Li Muchan.

An hour later, the girl surnamed Miao and the girl surnamed Qi opened their bright eyes, glanced at everyone, and finally landed on Li Muchan and Zhao Mingyue.

Li Muchan and Zhao Mingyue were motionless and silent. They were both masters. They still couldn't feel the movement of their breath. It didn't look like they were practicing.

Li Muchan was like an old monk in meditation, with a majestic appearance, and the same was true for Zhao Mingyue, solemn and solemn like a Bodhisattva. Although the two of them had no breath, their solemn aura made everyone dare not move rashly.

Another hour passed, the sky darkened, and it was almost dusk. Li Muchan slowly opened his eyes and retracted his right palm. Zhao Mingyue also retracted his left palm and slowly opened his eyes.

"Junior Sister Mingyue, how are you?" the girl surnamed Miao asked softly.

Zhao Mingyue nodded lightly: "Senior Sister Miao, Senior Sister Qi, let's go back!"

"Okay, go back." The girl surnamed Miao nodded, turned to Zhang Yuxi and said, "Okay, you can leave now!"

"Thank you three junior sisters!" Zhang Yuxi clasped his fists.

The girl surnamed Miao said angrily: "It's best to stop talking nonsense and leave quickly!"
Chapter completed!