In the Jianghu, not only Li Muchan and the others received the news, but the clouds were moving in all directions. After learning all this, all the forces felt like they were in a panic.
Whether it is waterway or land, every day, every night, every moment, there are people and horses galloping in all directions. They were all on their way, some rushing to help from all directions and seeking refuge with others in an attempt to save themselves; others were busy transferring their family property and property to save their wives, children, and children.
There are also people with high spirits and strong bones who hold up their own banner and gather together.
Some people even feel that there is no hope of survival, and they are crazy, killing innocent people indiscriminately, robbing and looting, thinking of having a good time before dying.
The weather is getting colder day by day, and the situation in the world is getting clearer day by day.
At this point, with the help of invisible hands, all the forces have been divided into four.
They are the "Qinglong Society", the "Money Gang", as well as all the white Taoist forces, the five major sword sects, and the "Excalibur Villa" recommended by many martial arts families; finally, there are the major green forest roads in Jiangnan and Jiangbei, and A group of lone travelers, together with the "Peacock Villa" where various gangsters are attached.
After a battle on the Yellow River waterway, the reputation of the third young master of Shenjian Villa has become more and more popular, and he has been regarded as the "Sword God". His heroic appearance has shocked the world.
This unparalleled talent who seemed to be loved by all the world since birth finally shines brightly, attracting the attention of all the heroes.
…
Just when the whole world was about to be slaughtered and the situation was turbulent, Peacock Villa ushered in the first snow of the year.
In the white snow, Li Muchan turned his wrists and elbows, and raised his palms. The snowflakes on the ground "whispered" and floated like thin streams of silk ribbons. He walked with the trend, moved with the force, and traveled between the sky and the earth.
The red plum blossoms blooming in the forest are flying in pieces, either breaking free from the branches of the trees, or swinging from the ground, and merge into the flying snow, like thousands of rivers returning to the sea, rushing towards Li Muchan's body.
However, as the palm movement became more and more urgent, the flying flowers and flowing snow also began to roll and agitate. After a while, it seemed to turn into a hurricane and turned into a torrent. From soft to hard, from slow to fast, the crazy palm movement swept in all directions, wind and snow. Hongmei blinked like a cold sword.
Li Muchan clasped his hands together again, his eyes suddenly condensed, and all the flying flowers and cold snow in the sky were embraced by him, turning into a huge snowball three feet wide, and he pushed it away in the air.
The snowball immediately flew out in a sharp spin and hit a mountain wall a few feet away.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang, like winter thunder.
When the hustle and bustle dispersed, a palm print suddenly appeared on the stone wall, several inches deep, with a clear outline.
Unknowingly, his skills have improved to this point.
"Huh!" Li Muchan exhaled a long breath, "The internal skills and mental methods in the Tianfo Scroll are indeed extraordinary."
Who would have thought that this mental method has the miraculous effect of changing tendons and changing pulses. The more you practice it, the deeper your feelings will be.
Ye'er stood aside, her little face flushed with cold, her big bright eyes blinking.
"Uncle, are my parents good-looking?" the girl asked abruptly.
"It must be good-looking, just like..." Li Muchan folded up his warm cotton sleeves and dusted off the fallen snowflakes on his velvet collar. His eyes were extremely clear, "You are as good-looking as me."
He smiled without a blush on his face and said: "Remember to practice the movement skills I just taught you in the future. Well, it doesn't matter if you don't want to practice. Anyway... As long as I live, no one can bully you."
Ye'er was wearing a floral jacket and a pair of deerskin boots. He didn't understand what he meant. He just smiled and said with an innocent and ignorant face: "Uncle wants me to practice, so I will practice."
After spending this time together, the two of them are no longer unfamiliar and have become much closer. Li Muchan gave almost all the best things, including food and clothing, to the child.
Ye'er, on the other hand, chased him every day and kept asking about his parents.
Li Muchan originally wanted to ask Ye'er if he could remember some of the previous things, but the child may have suffered a great danger and completely lost his memory. He only remembered that the peacock picked her up and that he appeared out of thin air. Come uncle.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," the voice of the goddess of bliss suddenly drifted in. It was cold, and this person wore more clothes. She was dressed like a Miao woman, and the crisp rings all over her body jingled. It was very pleasant to hear, and it also brought a burst of like Orchid is like musk deer, and the fragrance is intoxicating to the soul. "This girl doesn't know what kind of luck she has, but she can be so pitied by the young master. She is really envious of others."
The goddess of bliss also glanced at the palm print on the wall, her beautiful eyes shrank slightly, and then she said with a charming smile: "Master, what you want is cast."
Li Muchan's eyes lit up and he led Ye'er towards the Fallen Dragon Valley.
Different from the deserted atmosphere when we came before, now the Falling Dragon Valley is already in full swing. The Five Elders, leading a group of disciples, are busy making hidden weapons, and people are coming and going.
Qiu Shuiqing was there to help, and there were people from Thirty-sixth Cave secretly paying attention to the movements in all directions.
As soon as they entered the valley, they saw Peacock and Zhong Da arguing with each other in the distance. The old man and the young boy were glaring, each holding a strange weapon that looked like a knife but not a sword, and looked like a sword but not a sword, trying to compete with each other.
Seeing Li Muchan coming, Zhong Da immediately shouted in a loud voice: "Young master, you are here just in time. Let's see, which one is stronger or weaker between the weapon made by me and the one made by the boy from the Kong family?"
Peacock curled his lips and said: "Although you are senior, the waves behind you in the Yangtze River push the waves ahead."
While they were arguing, the two of them didn't know if they were really angry, and their weapons clashed.
"bass!"
As a ball of sparks burst out, the two swords broke free from the two men's control and soared into the sky. In a burst of exclamation, the two swords merged into one, then flipped and flew rapidly, turning into a stream of cyan light. He flew sideways and shot toward Li Muchan's chest.
The reason for this is because he holds the "Great Xia Dragon Bird" in his hand.
Li Muchan's eyes were full of surprise. He flicked his sleeves and sent a piece of Ye'er away. He lifted the long knife in his hand and raised the tip of the knife a little higher. The two knives that merged into one immediately separated again and plunged into the ground diagonally, trembling continuously.
He was about to pull out, but Zhong Da hurried over and stopped him in a deep voice: "Master, these two swords have the appearance of biting the master, which is not a good sign. They are clearly a vicious weapon. In my opinion, it is better to melt them and recast them." .”
"It doesn't matter, it's good." Li Muchan returned the dragon bird to his waist, stretched out his hand with interest and pulled out the two strange knives in front of him, feeling the weight in his hands, "It weighs eight kilograms and nine taels, and the knife is three meters long. Shochichi, you two are very skilled."
These two knives, one made by Zhong Da and the other by Peacock, unexpectedly match up perfectly. Looking from a distance, one sword has a clear green light, and the other has a silver light. The handle and hilt of the sword are all green and black. The whole body is ancient and clumsy, with no carvings. It is very similar to the Huanshou sword. It has a narrow body, straight blade, and is slender and straight.
However, there are still some differences between the two swords. The difference lies in the spine of the sword, which is mysterious and can be connected and combined into one.
The two are separated into a knife and combined into a sword, but the knife can be turned into a sword, and the sword can also be turned into a sword.
However, besides this rare weapon, there is one more thing.
The remaining four elders had been waiting for a long time, and carefully took out a black box as if holding a treasure.
Seeing this box, everyone looked at Li Muchan with curiosity, hope, and longing, as if waiting for him to unlock the mystery inside.
However, Li Muchan just pressed the box and did not make any move. Instead, he smiled at everyone and said, "What are you looking at me for? This thing is not for me to use, but for others."
Ignoring everyone's regretful expressions, he asked again: "How is the progress of the production?"
Qiu Shuiqing seemed to realize something and said in a deep voice: "As of today, 319 pieces have been cast."
Li Muchan smiled, and a light that was sharper than the edge of a sword flashed in his eyes: "That's enough, you can stop now. Prepare to deal with this disaster with all your strength."
Qiu Shuiqing nodded heavily: "Okay!"
…
The ninth day of December.
morning.
It was extremely rare for heavy snow to fall in both the north and the south.
In the wind and snow, fast horses and flying pigeons rush towards the Central Plains in a trembling panic, resting on the big hands holding power.
In an instant, murderous intent spread across the world, sweeping in all directions.
In the Peacock Villa, Li Muchan was dressed in black robe and stood by the window, as if he was standing like a statue of a god.
He looked at the red plum blossoms blooming in the snow, looking through the rolling thick black snow, and in his hand was a secret order.
Behind Li Muchan were the goddess of bliss, Qiu Shuiqing, and Peacock. There was also someone hiding in the dark, invisible and unknown, as if they were waiting for something.
Li Muchan finally stopped laughing. He took the sword, wrapped it in a fox fur cloak, and said without looking back, "Everyone, the time has come. Follow me to this human battlefield."
The secret letter spread out in the wind, with only five words on the paper.
The Demon Cult has moved eastward! ! !
(End of chapter)
