The ninth day of April.
The setting sun is about to pass, and the twilight is getting thicker. The setting sun on the horizon is about to disperse, and the setting sun is dispersing its last light and heat. The red clouds are continuously forming into pieces. Looking from a distance, it seems like a ball of water. The bright red blood color was like a bloody mouth, making the world Pingtian shudder.
The afterglow fell diagonally from the hole in the roof, fell into the old ancestral hall, and also fell on a pale and clear face.
His face was pale, but his robes were pitch black, and the scabbard was also pitch black.
Li Muchan slowly opened his eyes, let out a deep breath, and squinted at the bloody setting sun outside the roof.
It's the ninth day of April.
In fact, not long had passed, only three days had passed since the ambush that night, but the world outside had been turned upside down.
Along with "Excalibur Villa", the other three "Four Major Families" of Jiangnan Wulin have come together; there are also the Huashan Sect, as well as dozens of large and small aristocratic families, gangs, and green forest forces that are married to the Xie family. There are many swordsmen who have become famous in the world in recent years. These people have gone to the "Excalibur Villa" to obtain famous swords and borrow sword manuals, and now they are all here.
In addition, there is the "Demon Sect" who is eyeing the situation, the "Blue Dragon Society" who is waiting around, and the "Money Gang" who has turned from light to dark, adding fuel to the flames.
It's another massacre. Who is in charge?
He has never left here in the past few days, and it seems like nothing happened. He still practices his sword as usual, eats as usual, and has never been impatient or worried.
Nowadays, outsiders describe him as a "ghost master" as a heinous evildoer, and a descendant of the "ghosts" who brought trouble to the world in the past and were arrogant.
The Xie family swore to find him and pay with blood; the people in the White Road were also looking for him, wanting to kill him and gain fame; there were also many young heroes and rising stars looking for him in Jinling, hoping to defend the law and eliminate evil. Promote good deeds.
Along with the "Weapon Spectrum" that reappeared in the world, he was also ranked high, even though he was only ninth.
If it were someone else, they might have been impatient to go out to clarify and defend themselves, or they might have been so worried that they couldn't sleep or eat well.
But after so many years of being depressed and struggling in the market, Li Muchan has already developed a calm and calm heart. This heart has been tempered many times, and it has unparalleled endurance, tenacity and unwavering determination. of determination.
For him, he doesn't care whether he has a good reputation or a bad reputation, he just wants to be famous.
If a person cares about his reputation in everything and has to protect it all the time, then this kind of person will either be exhausted by his reputation or be dragged to death by his reputation.
In the past, "Old Man Tianji" Sun Baifa dominated the world and was invincible, but his energy and blood were declining. As he got older, he cared about his own reputation, the reputation of "the best in the world"; just because he cared about it, he became very popular after he became famous. He stopped taking action so much that he could no longer advance in martial arts and felt trapped. When it was time to take action, he hesitated and did not dare to take action against Shangguan Jinhong. In the end, he was defeated by the "Dragon and Phoenix Double Ring".
In Li Muchan's view, it is better to defend than to attack. Although the number one in the world will bear unimaginable pressure, the moment Sun Baifa thought about defending his reputation, he was destined to be trapped.
Because this person is already afraid of losing and is even more afraid of failure, and fear can make people shrink back.
Although Li Muchan is not Sun Baifa, and he does not have the title of "No. 1 in the world", the principle is the same. Fame and wealth can move people's hearts, but fame can also trap people's hearts.
Moreover, what good is a good name? Good people are deceived when they are good, and good people are the most tired. Good people are also the first to die. Just like heroes throughout the ages, there are several who died a good death.
So, nothing to be surprised about.
Grandpa Weiba is very powerful in Hebei, has a high prestige and is highly respected by others. He is not only a member of the "Qinglong Society"; "Excalibur Villa" has always prided itself on being a famous and righteous family, but now it has also developed the ambition to dominate the world.
Li Muchan looked at the horizon and said with a mocking smile: "Everyone is so hypocritical."
In contrast, Shangguan Xiaoxian, who plotted against him all the time, never concealed his ambition, murderous intention, and scheming. His evil was pure and decisive.
Whether good or evil, these are the people who achieve great things.
Even if he has to hide his true intentions, how can he deserve to have the ambition to dominate the martial arts world?
Gradually, the last ray of sunset finally dimmed and disappeared in Li Muchan's eyes.
His eyes had turned dark. He stood up, lifted the hood of his black robe, and took out a mask from his arms. He floated away, and the person melted into the deep night like a ghost.
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Once upon a time, there were twelve hall masters in Qinglong, divided into twelve halls, corresponding to the twelve months. Above them was the most mysterious "Qinglong Boss", and below them were 365 altars.
Now, the Twelve Hall Masters have long become a thing of the past, but the three hundred and sixty-five sub-altars have never disappeared, but have always existed.
These sub-alms are spread all over the Central Plains and the Chinese martial arts forest, including the black and white paths, the good and evil paths, the green forest path and even various sects and gangs. They have spread all over the world.
Some of the disciples of the "Qinglong Society" have even become famous figures like Mr. Weiba. Some can play an important role in a sect, while others are famous in the world and have become giants of the White Way.
Just like the root system of a towering tree, although invisible to the naked eye, it has already penetrated everywhere, everywhere and pervasively.
The seven dragon heads, or to be precise, the six people except the "big dragon head", have the right to mobilize these unknown divisions.
And these people have never belonged to them, nor will they be loyal and obey their orders. What is loyal and obeyed is always the mask on their faces.
Therefore, when Li Muchan was ambushed that day, he did not remember to reveal his identity. This was meaningless to him and would expose himself to the public.
These sub-altars are not visible randomly, not in a fixed location, but in a certain direction. For example, on the ninth day of the lunar month, you have to walk north, and in the middle of the month, you have to walk south, encountering mountains and rivers, crossing bridges and turning alleys. There is no fixed location. You may be able to see it after walking a few steps, or you may have to walk for several hours. It is to prevent accidents.
Moreover, there are hidden stakes along the way to convey messages. If something goes wrong, they will immediately disperse and become invisible.
Of course, if you have absolute confidence, you can also show it openly and openly like the heir of the Sun family.
On the Qinhuai River, the bright moon hangs high.
Naturally, I have endless confidence tonight. A large flag has already been raised on a seven-story exquisite building ship at the moment when dusk has completely set. The flagpole stands alone in the sky, and the snow-white flag flies in the wind, like a blazing white flame, vibrating under the moon; and in the flame, a long black dragon with teeth and claws, as if it has become a living thing, overlooking the body. The earth below looks down upon the common people.
The person holding the flag is a man as lean as a monkey, wearing a monkey mask on his face. Three imperial chairs have been set up on the top floor, which can overlook the lights of thousands of families on the Qinhuai River.
Underneath the big chairs, directly in front of them, the disciples of the "Qinglong Society" had already arrived. They gathered here from all directions and were full of respect for the three big chairs.
Three big chairs indicate that there will be three dragon heads presiding over this operation.
"Haha, why did you choose here?" Everyone was shocked and suddenly saw a black shadow separated from the night like a ghost. The black robe turned like an ink cloud in the air, revealing its figure in front of them. Shi Ran sat down and said, "I heard that the demon sect elder is also on the Qinhuai River. He is a difficult person."
Li Muchan's black robe covered her body, her face was covered by a dragon's head, her hands were hidden in her wide sleeves, and even her voice deliberately changed, becoming low and hoarse.
The person holding the flag hurriedly smiled and replied: "Back to the Seventh Dragon Head, that person has no time to deal with us now. I heard that the 'Sword Villa' can't find the 'ghost master', so it can only be chased by Jinling." The members of the Demon Cult are already on the same level. They have fought several times in the past few days, with each winning or losing."
Just as the words started to fall, people were already sitting on the remaining two big chairs.
One person, as fast as lightning, stepped on the water from the shore, jumped up in a flash, lifted up like flying, and circled like a swallow in the sky, glided straight down, and sat on a big chair; the other person made no sound, As he walked around, his body shape changed without any reason, making it difficult to distinguish reality from reality. Before he could see clearly, he had already sat down.
The former is full of nobility, dressed in rich clothes, looks very young, and has a strong and powerful energy, which shows that he is very high-spirited. The other person was wearing a green robe with a stand-up collar. The corners of the robe were touching the floor, and the sleeves were wide. There was almost no trace of exposed flesh on the whole body, and it was extremely hidden.
Li Muchan has seen the former twice, with six dragon heads, and the latter with five dragon heads.
Seeing this familiar green robe, Li Muchan's eyelids drooped.
The six dragon heads on the side suddenly said softly: "Do you two have any plans?"
Li Muchan said leisurely: "Oh, let's attack with fire. Since they are huddled on the mountain, let's force them out first."
"An attack with light and fire is not enough," Wu Longshou said coldly, his voice was urgent and hoarse, "Sword Villa is surrounded by water and backed by a cliff, so it is difficult for fire to move forward. In my opinion, it is better to attack with poison first and use poisonous smoke to drive away the enemy. , and then attack with fire after landing on the island, and catch them all in one fell swoop."
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows upon hearing this: "Okay, that's it."
The Sixth Dragon Head stood up suddenly, his eyes flashed, he glanced at all the disciples of the Blue Dragon Society, and waved his hand: "Let's go!"
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