Li Muchan nodded slowly and said thoughtfully: "So, you can tell each other's rank at a glance?"

Meng Fei shook his head: "You can't tell without using martial arts. If you have similar cultivation, you should be able to sense it. I think Brother Li, your cultivation is about the same as mine!"

Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "Why can't I feel it?"

"It seems that Brother Li, you have seen too few masters. If you see more, you will naturally gain experience." Meng Fei said, picking up the bowl and drinking it all in one gulp: "In the future, we will be a family. If you have seen many warriors, you can follow me."

Same, your injuries are almost done, right?"

Li Muchan nodded: "The soul-inducing pill is indeed wonderful."

"Haha, that's natural!" Meng Fei picked up the wine jar and filled another bowl, and said proudly: "The soul-inducing pill is a unique elixir of our Song family. It kills people and heals bones. It is famous all over the world!"

Li Muchan hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "Brother Meng, I have something I don't know whether I should mention."

"But it doesn't matter." Meng Fei waved his hand carelessly.

Li Muchan said: "I don't want to implicate the Villa. After all, the He family is not someone to be trifled with."

The wine bowl stopped in the air. Meng Fei was startled, and his face changed slightly: "What, Brother Li, you don't want to enter the villa?"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "I am a person from the mountains. I have always been used to being free. I am afraid that I will get into trouble if I enter the villa. Sister Xiaolu's temper is..."

Meng Fei waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, although Sister Xiaolu has a bad temper, she always has clear rewards and punishments. As long as she doesn't go against her temper, she will never act recklessly!"

Li Muchan shook his head and smiled bitterly, then picked up the big bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Meng Fei frowned and stared at him, picked up the wine jar and poured him a bowl, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Li, tell me the truth. If you don't want to stay in the villa, do you not want to be inferior to others?"

Li Muchan nodded slowly and said with a wry smile: "I have always been used to being wild and carefree. I am no older or younger than Master."

Meng Fei shook his head and sighed, patting him on the shoulder: "Brother Li, you said you came from the mountains, I believe it this time!"

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and looked at him doubtfully.

Meng Fei said: "Brother Li, let me ask you, do you want to stand out, be powerful, and become a man above others?"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "How can a man not want to do it? Otherwise, why should he learn martial arts?"

"That's it!" Meng Fei patted his shoulder with force and said with a smile: "If you want to get ahead, it's all about yourself?"

Li Muchan smiled: "Just practice martial arts hard."

"Brother Li, I see how smart you are, how can you be so naive!" Meng Fei shook his head and said with a smile: "If you want to practice martial arts well, you must first have your own qualifications, secondly, the level of martial arts skills, and thirdly, the guidance of famous teachers, all of which are indispensable, you say

What do you have now?"

Li Muchan picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp, which spoke to his mind.

The martial arts in this world are self-contained and much more advanced than the original world. The only way to become stronger is to practice advanced mental techniques.

In this world where warriors are revered, profound mental techniques are in the hands of aristocratic families, and ordinary people cannot even dream of obtaining them. Even if they are lucky enough to get them, it will be difficult to practice without the guidance of a master. Even if they practice, it will be difficult to advance quickly.

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After being severely injured by four masters of the He family, Li Muchan deeply understood the importance of martial arts. If he wanted to gain a foothold in this world and protect himself, he could only practice better martial arts.

However, it is not easy to obtain superior martial arts. You have to join a sect or join a big family. But you only have one way, to enter a big family.

He once asked someone about the sect and learned that the prerequisite for entry is to be no more than ten years old. Those who are over ten years old are not accepted at all. Ten years old is the best time to practice martial arts. If you miss it, your achievements will be limited.

What's more, he has martial arts skills, which is a big taboo. He will never be able to enter a famous sect, so he can only give up.

Meng Fei saw his expression change, slowly picked up the big bowl, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile: "Brother Li, have you figured it out?"

Li Muchan smiled bitterly and shook his head. Nine times out of ten things that go wrong in the world are not what he wants. In the original world, he was extremely skilled in martial arts and was in control of the world. He could do whatever he wanted, but in this world he couldn't do it. He was always lifeless.

danger.

In order to save one's life, it is a top priority to cultivate superior mental skills. The He family is nothing to the Song family, but to him, it is a giant. Now that he is not successful in martial arts, he must correct his mentality and put down his body, otherwise he will suffer from it.

Destroy and destroy!

Thinking of this, he sighed, shook his head and said, "It seems we can only stay?"

Meng Fei patted Li Muchan on the shoulder and said with emotion: "Brother Li, I know you have ambition, but ambition cannot be eaten as food. It would be easy for the He family to kill you! ... Listen to me, stay in the villa, one of you can save your life, and then

If you have the opportunity to become stronger and practice the unique skills of the Song family, what should the He family have to fear?!"

Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said, "Not everyone can practice the Song family martial arts, right?"

"That's true. The Song family's martial arts is top-notch in the world. Not everyone can practice it. It requires Sister Xiaolu's nod." Meng Fei nodded, then waved his hand and said with a smile: "But Brother Li, you are very smart, you must

I can make Sister Xiaolu happy!"

Li Muchan sighed, picked up the big bowl and drank it all in one gulp, laughing at himself, thinking that he was going back more and more, and in the end he needed to please a woman in order to get the best ideas.

If it were a different person in the past, he would leave without even thinking about it and couldn't afford to lose this person. But now he is different. He has concerns in his heart and wants to find his way back no matter what, to reunite with the girls. For this purpose, he puts down his shabby figure and

What’s the big deal!

"Come on, let's finish this bowl. From now on, we will use our strength to serve Sister Xiaolu together!" Meng Fei raised the big bowl and laughed proudly.

Li Muchan smiled, picked up the bowl and touched it, and they both drank it in one gulp.

The next morning, Li Muchan woke up early and practiced Lu Gong in the plum forest in the small courtyard. He practiced Kuang Long Fist. He was able to recover this time, thanks to the Kuang Dragon Fist mentality, otherwise he would still be suffering now.

The weather was refreshing and the sun had just risen. Thousands of golden lights shot out, dyeing the plum trees golden. Li Muchan was covered in golden light and slowly moved his fists with clumsy movements.

Footsteps suddenly sounded, and they stopped for a moment at the courtyard door. Then someone knocked on the door: "Brother Li, Sister Xiaolu is here, come and greet her!"

"No need!" A cold and hoarse voice sounded, and then the courtyard door was pushed open, and a tall woman in purple stepped through the door and went straight to Li Muchan.

The martial arts training ground where Li Muchan is located is in the center of the plum forest. It is a small circular flat area, surrounded by plum trees. The plum blossoms are clustered in clusters, and the fragrance is overflowing.

Li Muchan had already seen it clearly with his eyes in the void. This woman was tall, slender, and graceful, just like a model from later generations, with a light and graceful gait and full of momentum.

Meng Fei followed closely behind and winked at Li Muchan, signaling to be careful.

Li Muchan withdrew his fists, lowered his hands from above his head, exhaled slowly, and shot an air arrow from his mouth to the ground. The petals on the ground swayed, as if they were blown away by the strong wind.

Li Muchan turned around and clasped his fists: "I've seen Sister Xiaolu!"

He raised his eyes and carefully looked at the slender woman in front of him. She had an oval face, a pointed chin, big round eyes, a straight nose, and skin as white as porcelain. Her appearance and temperament exuded nobility and arrogance.

Her eyes were cold and ruthless, looking at Li Muchan lightly and looking him up and down.

The two of them looked at each other without speaking. Meng Fei was secretly worried and winked at Li Muchan. Li Muchan pretended not to notice and looked at the woman quietly.

Meng Fei didn't dare to do anything else except wink. When he saw Li Muchan staring straight at Sister Xiaolu, he cursed in his heart, this Li Wuji was really beat to death. He didn't mean to offend Sister Xiaolu!

Even so, he did not dare to say another word or make a sound.

After a while, Sister Song Xiaolu's cold eyes flashed and she glanced at him sideways: "Your name is Li Wuji, right?"

Li Muchan nodded: "It's Li Wuji."

Sister Song Xiaolu said coldly: "I heard from Meng Fei that you are very smart and resourceful."

Li Muchan smiled: "Brother Meng is so complimentary."

Sister Song Xiaolu raised her snow-white hands, frowned and trimmed her eyebrows and said impatiently: "I don't want to listen to nonsense! You can follow me from now on and help me come up with ideas!"

A burst of fire rushed up. Li Muchan took a deep breath and nodded slowly: "...Okay!"

Sister Song Xiaolu squinted at him and looked him up and down: "You're quite proud! ... It's a good thing to be proud. As long as you have the ability, you can be arrogant! If you don't have the ability, get out of here as soon as possible!"

Li Muchan smiled slightly: "Okay!"

"Take a rest for a day and follow me from tomorrow on!" Sister Song Xiaolu said lightly and turned around.

Meng Fei shook his head at him, showing helplessness, and hurriedly chased after him.

The next day, Li Muchan woke up early, practiced Kuanglong Fist first, and then left the small courtyard and headed to the martial arts training ground behind.

He has already inquired with Song Qian. Sister Song's name is Song Shuluhua. This Song family manor belongs to her and belongs to her completely. No one else in the Song family can interfere.

I heard from Song Qian that Sister Xiaolu had a hard life. Her mother died when she was young. Her father, as the head of the family, was busy with affairs and had no time to take care of her. She grew up alone, so she has a somewhat withdrawn temperament.

This Songjiazhuang is the dowry of Sister Xiaolu's mother and does not belong to the Song family. She stays here for most of the year and has a bad relationship with her father.

Li Muchan secretly felt pity for her. Others thought she was well-fed and well-fed and had no worries. However, they did not know that after having no worries about food and clothing, she paid more attention to her inner world and had more worries.

When he arrived at the fourth level courtyard and the small martial arts training ground, Song Shuluhua was dressed in black and was practicing Lu Gong. His figure was like lightning, and the shadows of his fists were as heavy as substance. Li Muchan felt pressure coming towards his face.

This small martial arts training ground is about ten meters in diameter. There are various weapons on the two weapon racks. Song Shu and Hua Lu have a heroic appearance and impressive momentum. Meng Fei and Zhao Bai are also dressed in black attire and are full of heroism.

Seeing him coming, Meng Fei hurriedly waved, but Zhao Bai snorted coldly and turned his head away from looking at him.

Li Muchan stepped forward and clasped his fists: "Sister Xiaolu, Brother Meng, Brother Zhao."

"Why are you here?!" Song Shuluhua frowned, and in a flash, she was in front of Li Muchan, and punched him with a white jade-like fist.

Li Muchan hurriedly said: "Am I late?"

As he spoke, he used the Crazy Dragon Fist, but he saw a dragon-like fist shot out and hit the white jade-like fist. There was a muffled "bang" sound, and Li Muchan took a step back.

"Huh?" Song Shuhuahua's cold eyes flashed, and instead of retreating, she advanced forward, stepped forward and punched, and shot another white jade fist towards Li Muchan.

Li Muchan followed up with a punch. Although the dragon-like fist shadow was weak, it blocked the white jade-like solid fist shadow. With a "bang", he took another step back.

The invisible force was like the turbulent sea water. He wanted to stabilize but it was impossible. He sighed secretly in his heart. He was not strong enough and his cultivation was not enough. He really couldn't get any luck. Even if the Mad Dragon Fist was exquisite, it would be useless.

"Punch me again!" Song Shulu Hua Qing yelled, twisting her waist and punching, and a fist shadow that was the same as her fist flew out, falling towards Li Muchan like a meteor.
To be continued...