The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

According to Sister Mei's recollection, the secret arts mentioned in the general outline of the Lanmen secrets are divided into three categories, one is theft technique, the other is the charm technique, and the third is the secret technique.

The highest level of stealing is to retrieve objects from the air;

The highest state of charm is to seize the soul, which should be what Liu Jinsheng said;

The secret technique is used for sneaking and concealing one's whereabouts, but there is no mention of the highest level. This is probably the most important thing for thieves, as it means there is no end to learning.

Sister Mei recalled the general outline of the Lanmen secrets she had read when she was a child and the songs she had learned sporadically later. Li Muchen sorted it out based on her memories, and added the missing parts based on his own understanding, and also made some deletions.

As a result, Sister Mei has in her hands a "Secrets of the Lanmen" that is even more complete than before.

"You are a disciple of the Lan Sect and have a solid foundation. If you want to learn other techniques, you have to start from scratch. Learning the secret techniques of the Lan Sect is the most suitable. After you have reached the highest level, you can then find another opportunity to practice a more advanced method." Li Muchen said to her.

"Then can I be considered to have entered the path of immortality?" Sister Mei asked.

"It can only be regarded as touching the threshold. The threshold of the immortal way is too high, and it is not easy to step into it." Li Muchen said, "But if you have good understanding and study hard, it will not be difficult to get started."

Sister Mei said: "To be able to touch the threshold is an extremely rare fate in the world. Thank you, Muchen!"

Sister Mei rebuilt Master's tomb in the dilapidated temple of Lanmen Headquarters in Yongcheng, and erected a monument, and then started cleaning it from front to back, inside and out.

After working all night, she made a huge ruined temple look brand new.

Li Muchen knew it was in vain. Sooner or later, this place will be demolished. Whether it is the ancient Han tiles or the statue of the ancestor, as well as the new tomb in the yard, as well as the bones in the tomb, they will eventually disappear without a trace amidst the rumble of the excavator.

In a few years, a building or a park may be erected here. But in the face of the vicissitudes of life, these are also dust.

Only true immortals can live forever with heaven and earth.

But that requires experiencing the ninth level of thunder tribulation!

He raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky, wondering when his second thunder disaster would come.

He felt that he was almost done. When he was in Aragawa, he had a vague premonition.

However, we still have to wait for the opportunity.

Some people feel that thunder is coming, and they are fully prepared, but they never wait until the thunder comes.

Speaking of his last opportunity on the Great Wall, he also wanted to thank Zhang Yanyan and the Shadow Demon.

What will this opportunity be?

And ever since he got the Xuanming Sword in Huangze, saw the Demon Dance, and heard the Seven Kills Song, he knew that the next thunder tribulation would be very violent.

Maybe it would be so violent that he couldn't resist it at all.

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Li Muchen didn't know that that night, a massacre occurred in the Liu family on the other side of the city.

Little did he know that this murder case would bring him a lot of trouble in the future. But the opportunity for the second thunder tribulation that he was waiting for had quietly emerged at this moment.

After dawn, Li Muchen raised his flying sword and headed towards Kowloon Island with Sister Mei.

Kowloon Island is in the East China Sea, on the edge of the continental shelf. Because of its special location, it has received special attention from various countries. Whether it is China, Japan, or the American countries across the ocean, they are all trying to win over it and conquer it. As a result, various methods are emerging in endlessly, using both soft and hard tactics.

But the song of Kowloon Island is there, just like a leaf hanging alone on the sea. Although it has no roots, it has never sunk.

Kowloon Island is of course more than one island, it is actually a collective name for an archipelago. It is generally believed that there are nine islands, so it is called Kowloon Island. But in fact, some of them are just reefs on the sea and can hardly be called islands. If all are counted, there are actually more than nine.

Li Muchen looked down from the air and could not see any necessary connection between these islands. Except for the three large islands in the middle, the rest were just scattered stones exposed on the sea.

He landed on the beach on one side of the large central island. There was no one here who would be frightened by their sudden appearance.

After all, Kowloon Island is not a country. Its construction is average, but it is by no means backward.

There is a road around the island, and there are some homes along it.

I asked someone for directions and then arrived at a town.

The mayor here is Ning Fengquan, the owner of the three islands of Kowloon Island.

The islanders pointed to a two-story building and told them that that was the town government.

There is a flag flying on the roof with nine dragons embroidered on it, which has a quite classical temperament. But the name seems a bit inconsistent with the town government.

The square in front of the government is very empty and there are no security guards.

A few children were playing football there, and there were two wooden houses next to them, which were probably canteens.

Li Muchen and Sister Mei walked towards the small government building, and no one stopped them, so they were allowed to go in.

There was a room with an open window, probably a reception room, in which a man was sitting, playing with his mobile phone.

When he saw them coming in, they seemed unfamiliar, so he said, "This is the town government. Go west from the visitor center."

Li Muchen said: "Let's find Ning Fengquan."

The man suddenly stood up, slammed his cell phone on the table, and cursed: "Is the name of Ning Island Master also called by you? What the hell! Get out!"

Li Muchen didn't expect this person to be so cruel.

It has been several months since he came down the mountain, and he has seen all kinds of people in the world. Whether it is a big family or the government, there is no one so arrogant. He can't even name it. This is much more arrogant than those wealthy families on the shore.

Sister Mei on the side sneered: "Hey, can we still raise dogs on this island? I don't know whether the dogs we raise are native dogs or foreign dogs."

The man heard Sister Mei's sarcasm and said angrily: "Oh, I've turned against you!"

Open the door and come out, wave your hand and hit someone.

He heard two snapping sounds, and for some reason, he swung his hand out and hit himself in the face.

"Ah!" The man screamed, looking at them as if he was seeing a devil, pointing his finger at them, muttering speechless, "You...you...just wait!"

As he spoke, he reached into the window, grabbed the phone, and called hurriedly:

"Hey, hey, come on, some Japanese kiddies are coming to the town government to cause trouble!"

He put down the phone and looked at them warily.

Li Muchen and Sister Mei looked at each other, why did they become Japanese little devils?

"Hey, please speak clearly." Sister Mei said to the man.

Maybe what happened just now was too weird, or maybe he had been beaten before. The man was obviously very scared. He hid in the room, closed the door, and locked the windows.

He didn't even think about it. If someone really wanted to hit him, how could the glass stop him?

Not long after, there was a whirring sound outside, and someone shouted:

"Where is it! What little devil dares to come here and act wild! If I don't beat him, I won't recognize him in Mount Fuji!"

A group of people rushed in.

The leader was holding a red tasseled spear, which was quite majestic.