Beginning of Cultivation

Feng Dakun rushed over, brandishing his spear, and wanted to stab a few of them to death at close range, but the ten black hawk knights turned their horses' heads and avoided them from both sides, like a river flowing away.

Feng Dakun wanted to catch up, but couldn't catch up. He could only wave his spear and keep firing the arrows. Ten of them drove away six or seven. Although he was hit by more than a dozen arrows, his chest was protected and his life was not in danger.

His dash like this distracted the attention of the ten knights. Li Baolu picked up Zhao Shengli and ran forward quickly. The blood kept flowing and seeping into the mud.

The long whistle sounded again, and a small black dot appeared in the distance. Li Baolu was overjoyed: "Zhao Tou, the monk is here! The monk is here!"

Everyone turned to look, and saw Li Muchan's figure flickering, flickering, and in a blink of an eye he could clearly see his figure.

Li Muchan let out another roar, and an arrow roared towards him from a mile away.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..." Ten black lights came through the air and bumped into the ten riders respectively. They flew high, as if there was a rope pulling behind them.

Zhao Shengli and others immediately relaxed, and Li Baolu shouted: "Monk, you are here!"

Li Muchan flashed and appeared in front of Li Baolu with a gloomy face and frowned: "Zhao Tou...?"

Li Baolu looked down and saw that Zhao Shengli had passed out and was motionless. He was shocked: "Zhao Tou! Zhao Tou! Zhao Tou!"

Li Muchan pressed his hand on Zhao Shengli's neck: "Put it down, you still have some energy!"

As he spoke, Hanjiao's bow kept moving. Amidst the "bang" and "bang" sounds of the bow string, arrows roared out, facing the dozen black hawk knights behind them, like life-threatening ghosts.

A dozen black hawk knights quickly reined in their horses, turned their horses' heads, and turned away. Li Muchan sneered, and arrows flew across like meteors, hitting these dozen people.

The black hawk knight has thick armor. When facing enemies, he does not need to dodge arrows. The arrows cannot penetrate. He has never encountered such sharp arrows as Li Muchan.

Each time Li Muchan picked up three arrows, his mind was divided into three, and he controlled one respectively, quickly and accurately. His hand speed was also extremely fast. As soon as the arrow left the string, the other three arrows were already attached, and he shot again, and the cycle continued.

It doesn't stop, the arrows are like volleys of arrows.

This group of black hawk knights totaled fourteen people and twenty-eight horses. Li Baolu slowly put down Zhao Shengli and straightened up. In just a moment, all fourteen people flew high into the air and landed with a bang, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The whole army was destroyed.

There were several horsemen on both sides of the east and west, far apart. Seeing that the situation was not going well, he turned around and left. Li Muchan sneered and flashed, appearing dozens of feet away. His arrows were like meteors. Several arrows were fired at the same time, shooting them away.

Remaining.

He dodged again, appeared in the opposite direction, and shot the arrow again. Although he was far away, he still hit the target steadily. In the blink of an eye, all the Black Eagle Riders fell.

Li Muchan returned to Zhao Shengli, sat down cross-legged, glanced at everyone, and said with a smile: "Okay, everyone can have a rest."

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Feng Dakun fell to the ground and fell unconscious.

"Monk!" Li Baolu shouted hurriedly.

Li Muchan stood up, came over, took a look, nodded and said: "Well, not bad, just wait a moment!"

After saying that, he sat cross-legged and sat back next to Zhao Shengli, his eyes slightly closed and motionless. After a while, he formed his fingers into a crane's beak shape and pecked a few times.

Zhao Shengli's body trembled, as if he had been shocked by electricity, and he opened his eyes in a blink of an eye.

Li Muchan's face turned pale, he opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Zhao Tou, how does it feel to die?"

Zhao Shengli said angrily: "Grandma, monk, if you didn't come earlier, you would have spared me such a heavy punishment... What happened to Da Kun?"

Li Muchan said: "It doesn't matter, I've already held my breath."

He stood up and came to Feng Dakun, crossed his legs and closed his eyes. After a while, he pecked a few times, and his face turned pale again, like a piece of white paper.

This time, no matter how stupid everyone is, they understand that his method of saving people is very harmful to their health.

Feng Dakun also woke up, opened his eyes, looked around, and said, "Monk, am I alive again?"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Dakun, you are destined to die!"

Zhao Shengli turned over and sat up, stretched his arms, kicked his legs, stood up again, and asked curiously: "Monk, what method are you using, so effective?"

Li Muchan smiled: "This is my unique secret technique, used to save lives."

Zhao Shengli said: "I have half a breath left. If you can save me, can you save anyone?"

Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "As long as you still have energy, you can always save him."

Zhao Shengli shook his head and sighed: "My dear, you still have such a wonderful method, this is so mysterious!"

Xiong Sihai pondered for a moment and said: "Great monk, such a miraculous skill is indeed unbelievable, but there is always a price for saving people's lives, right?"

Li Muchan nodded and said casually: "Well, it's just a loss of longevity, it's not a big deal... your injuries don't matter, right?"

"Hehe, it doesn't matter, you can't die!" Li Baolu said with a smile. He had more than twenty arrows stuck in his back and looked like a hedgehog.

Li Muchan said: "It's better to treat it first. It would be bad if the arrow is poisonous."

Everyone then pulled out arrows one after another, then removed their armor and smeared the gold wound medicine on them. The army's gold wound medicine was very effective. After applying it, the bleeding wounds immediately froze.

When they pulled out the arrows, they didn't even frown, as if it wasn't on them. Fortunately, the arrows were not poisonous, and their lives were not in danger.

Li Muchan was secretly wondering that his companions should not be underestimated. Under the rain of arrows, they looked extremely dangerous. When he saw them, he became furious and annihilated them in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, their lives were not in danger. Although they were hit by arrows, which looked scary, but there were no vital wounds. In addition, the golden wound medicine was miraculous, so it didn't matter. They were just bleeding and weak.

Zhao Shengli was shirtless, pointing at the black horse in the distance and laughing: "Haha, monk, this time we are rich again!"

Li Muchan nodded with a smile and stood up slowly.

Xiong Sihai asked thoughtfully: "Master monk, I want to know how much life will be lost if you save someone once?"

Li Muchan smiled and waved his hand: "Not much, let's go, let's get the horse back!"

"Okay!" Everyone ran out happily and gathered the black horse.

These black horses are very intelligent. After their master fell, they did not run away, but stopped beside him, as if waiting for him to wake up.

Xiong Sihai did not leave, but followed Li Muchan, saying, "How many great monks are there?"

Li Muchan looked at him and said with a smile: "Ten years...do you know how to do this?"

Xiong Sihai nodded and shook his head with emotion: "It's true! ... In ten years, the great monk is really willing to give up. He is really free from life and death!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "It's worth spending ten years in exchange for a life. It's not a big deal... If I am truly liberated, I will become a Buddha and I don't need to be here."

"Great monk, I admire you!" Xiong Sihai said, cupping his fists.

Li Muchan waved his hand, turned around and said, "Zhao Tou, let's take these black armors as well."

Zhao Shengli suddenly realized it and hurriedly said: "Yeah, look at how confused I am!...These black armors are very powerful, take them away!"

Everyone then went to peel off the black armor. Death is the most important thing. This is disrespectful to the deceased and is taboo, but everyone ignored it. They were being chased by them just now, and their hatred was like a sea.

Li Muchan dug a hole with a knife, found a big stone from the side, and carved a stele with the words "Thirty-six Eagle Riders died here."

Everyone threw the corpse in, and Li Muchan personally chanted sutras to achieve salvation. The sound of the sutras was as clear and mellow as beads, and everyone felt peaceful in their hearts. The anger just now disappeared completely.

Driving seventy-two black horses and carrying black armor, everyone walked back slowly. At this time, there were long neighs and red shadows came like riding on the wind, and their whole bodies were steaming with heat.

When Li Muchan approached, the red shadow suddenly stopped, stood up, hissed a few times, landed on the ground with his front hooves, and kept rubbing his head against Li Muchan.

Li Muchan smiled and patted its neck. It was able to find him. Chi Ying was very capable. He originally thought that Chi Ying would not be able to catch up with him and would go back the same way and wait for him at the city gate.

Zhao Shengli sat on the horse, looked at Chi Ying triumphantly, and said with a smile: "Monk, you can run faster than a plum. It's true that every mountain is higher!"

Li Baolu chuckled and said, "I'm far worse than a monk!"

Li Muchan smiled, and Cai Yuzhang smiled and said: "I thought that Li Zi's running was already scary, almost as fast as a horse, but I didn't expect you, Monk, to be faster!"

Li Muchan turned over and rode on Chiying, changed the subject, and said: "Zhao Tou, what are we going to do this time, all these horses are sold?"

Zhao Shengli said: "Of course I will sell it, is it possible to keep it?... Then we will be overwhelmed!"

Everyone nodded. Although horses are good, they are difficult to take care of. Horse materials are not cheap. Raising one horse is more difficult than raising a family. Seventy-two horses are enough to eat them up.

Li Muchan pondered: "How about we organize a caravan ourselves?"

"No." Zhao Shengli shook his head and said, "It's too troublesome. How about selling these horses and using the money to buy a restaurant?"

"Yes, the restaurant is good, like Changping Restaurant." Everyone nodded.

Zhao Shengli smiled and said: "With the restaurant, we can eat and drink together. It couldn't be better, haha..."

"That's right!" Everyone agreed, overjoyed.

After escaping from death, I realized that life is so beautiful, the wind on the grassland is fresh, the sunshine is soft, everything in front of me is so familiar and strange, and it is beautiful as never before.

Li Muchan pondered for a while, shook his head and smiled.

Zhao Shengli said: "However, the money belongs to you, monk. It's up to you to do whatever you want. We are just joining in the fun."

Li Muchan smiled and said: "This can't be done. The money belongs to everyone and will be shared equally."

Zhao Shengli waved his hand and hummed: "If you don't come, our lives will be at stake. How can we be so happy... If we are greedy for money again, we have no conscience!"

Li Muchan smiled and shook his head and said no more.

Everyone was chatting and laughing, and asked about his trip to Taibai Village to suppress bandits. Li Muchan mentioned it casually, and had nothing to say except that the big boss was awesome.

Soon, they returned to the city. When they entered Tenglong City, they saw seventy-two black horses carrying black armor, and more and more people came out to watch.

Li Muchan smiled helplessly, while Zhao Shengli was proud and waved to everyone, looking like a hero making a triumphant return, and everyone followed suit.

There were too many horses this time, and the effect was sensational, far beyond the last time. The news spread throughout the Black Tiger Camp.
To be continued...