It is as difficult for a warrior to kill a grandmaster as it is as difficult as climbing to the sky, because a warrior's internal strength is far less solid than a grandmaster's, just like the tide meets a rock, no matter how powerful the tide is, it cannot hit the rock.

The emergence of this blood-drinking sword breaks this common sense, and the consequences are unpredictable. The grandmasters will never allow the emergence of this sword. Once word spreads, whoever takes this sword will be the public enemy of the grandmaster.

"Are you worried that the news will spread to the Fan family?" Song Shuhua was smart enough to guess why Li Muchan's face was so serious.

Li Muchan nodded slowly: "If they don't get it, they will definitely spread it."

"What should we do?" Song Shuhua asked.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Strike first!"

Song Shuhua's bright eyes lit up: "Are you going to spread rumors again?"

Li Muchan laughed: "That's right!... Let's strike first. Let's just say that the Fan family has a blood-drinking sword, which is hidden in a dark room."

"Li Wuji, you are so bad!" Song Shuhua snorted.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "This is also a last resort to protect yourself."

"Humph, okay, I will send people to spread it out, but only if others believe it." Song Shuhua said.

Li Muchan smiled: "It depends on them whether you believe it or not. If there is news in the future that the Blood Drinking Sword is with us, we will be able to argue. There is a buffer."

"You're right." Song Shuhua hummed.

She turned to look at the blood-drinking sword and hummed: "But if you really want to put this sword away, it's better to hide it without moving. If you are controlled by it, it will be fatal!"

Li Muchan's martial arts skills are too strong and he has endless secret techniques. Once he loses control, I really don't know who can control him. It will be too harmful.

Li Muchan nodded and smiled: "Okay."

He sheathed the sword and tied it to his waist. He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if the sword doesn't come out of its sheath."

"Alas..., in my opinion, it would be better to destroy it. The consequences will be endless!" Song Shuhua shook her head.

Li Muchan said: "This sword has a great secret. It would be a pity to destroy it."

"Forget it, I can't talk to you." Song Shuhua rolled her eyes at him, and the two of them left the house and returned to Li Muchan's own house.

Li Muchan did not live in this courtyard, but found a room in the adjacent courtyard. This was originally the residence of the core disciples. It was far worse than Fan Wuyuan's place.

He shook his head. Compared with Lu Chengjiang, Fan Wuyuan was a bit inferior. Looking at Lu Chengjiang's house, the layout was the same as that of other disciples. There was no special treatment.

He usually eats in the same pot, and his every move is integrated with the disciples. How can the disciples die without serving him?

Therefore, no matter how difficult the times are, the morale of Taihuatang is always high and there is no sign of disunity.

Half an hour later, a commotion came from the gate, but it was the disciples of Xiyang Hall who were making trouble. They walked out of Xiyang Hall somehow, and suddenly came to their senses. There was nothing they wanted to take.

When I took it out, I ended up with nothing.

How could they be willing to do so? Although they were afraid of Li Muchan's magic, they were emboldened by the strength of their numbers, so they gathered together and came back to cause trouble.

Mo Lao and Chang Lao naturally ignored them and allowed them to yell without saying a word. They blocked the door and threw them out as soon as they got close.

After a while, they were all thrown to the ground and couldn't get up for a while. Song Shuhua heard the shouting and went out to take a look.

When everyone saw Song Shuhua coming out, they shouted again and wanted to be reasonable. Song Shuhua sneered and glanced at everyone: "Mr. Mo, Mr. Chang, if they go forward, they will directly interrupt the dog tui!"

Mr. Mo and Mr. Chang nodded hurriedly: "Yes, Miss!"

Song Shuhua glanced sideways at the crowd and hummed: "A bunch of rabble, no wonder Xiyang Hall was destroyed! Get away from me, I don't bother to look at you wimps!"

Being insulted by a woman in this way, they were very angry and their anger rose to the sky.

A middle-aged man in gray clothes jumped up and rushed towards her. Mo Lao's figure was like lightning. He grabbed the middle-aged man in gray clothes and then chopped it down with his palm. There was a crisp "click" sound, and the middle-aged man in gray clothes screamed loudly.

He flew two feet away and landed heavily on the ground, holding his thighs and screaming as he rolled over.

Mr. Mo and Mr. Chang looked as usual. Song Shuhua frowned, thinking that this person was very noisy. Why didn't Mr. Mo take the opportunity to click on his tongue?

Mr. Mo's intention is to kill chickens and scare monkeys, so naturally he won't order dumb xué.

Song Shuhua glanced at everyone coldly, snorted, twisted and left. Everyone felt chills in their hearts. She was such a cruel and ruthless beauty, not to be messed with!

They quickly figured out that it was impossible to get their things back, and it was better to leave early to avoid these two old guys from actually killing them.

After all the disturbances, Li Muchan calmed down, and a group of people soon arrived, but it was the two flag masters of Taihuatang who led the way, totaling about fifty people.

After they arrived, Xiyang Hall immediately became lively. They practiced in the martial arts field every day, and Li Muchan taught them some moves from time to time.

Li Xi and Li Le also followed. They have been taught by Li Muchan, and their martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds, especially when they join forces, they are more powerful.

The Fan family did not come to harass them again. They seemed to have lost confidence and did not want to take back Xiyang Hall. Li Muchan had a rare quiet life.

He Lizhu and others came over from time to time to go shopping or learn martial arts with Song Shuhua. They were quite happy.

Li Muchan devoted himself to studying the blood-drinking sword.

The blood-drinking sword contains a great mystery, and Li Muchan wants to unravel it. He wants to know why it can invade the mind, and it is just a dead object, but it has such magical effects.

There are many ancient swords left in the world, but none as strange as this. This sword must contain a big secret that he wants to unlock.

Every day he would recite the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra dozens of times to bless the sword, and only use the method of meditation to remove the evil spirit from the sword.

The Supreme Rudraksha Sutra has infinite mysteries, and he had an inexplicable inspiration and realized that this wonderful use was indeed extremely effective.

Li Muchan can only perform the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra a limited number of times now. If he had not mastered the last method and had an endless supply of energy and spirit to replenish it, he could only perform it once, but now he can perform it more than thirty times.

He tried his best to perform the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra until he could no longer perform it. When he performed it again the next day, he was often able to perform it once or twice more. He continued to break through the limits and became more energetic.

Every time he casts the Supreme Rudraksha Sutra, he will integrate his mind into the sword and come into contact with the chaotic spirit in the sword. One is to forge the spirit, and the next day he can cast the Supreme Rudraksha Sutra more, mostly due to this method.

, the two want to know the secret of this sword.
Chapter completed!