Master comes down the mountain, I don’t know martial arts, but I am an immortal

In less than a minute, everyone in the Zhao Family White Tiger Hall, including the hall leader Zhao Shan, was lying on the ground.

Li Muchen stood there and lightly dusted his clothes.

"you……"

Zhao Shan's eyes were full of fear, but he was also very unwilling.

For Baihutang, he endured it for more than ten years.

In the past ten years, the outside world did not know that a number one figure like Zhao Shan existed.

Even within the Zhao family, there are many people who don't know him.

Originally, I wanted to make a name for myself by keeping silent.

But now, the White Tiger Hall he founded is gone.

His future, all his ambitions, were destroyed.

This is how he does not hate!

"You...who are you?"

"I am Mr. Lee."

"It turns out that you are Daozhang Li who was sent by the Lin family."

Li Muchen was slightly stunned, wondering when he became a Taoist priest.

The Kunlun Duoxian Sect is different from the Taoist sect.

The Tiandu Peak Ten Thousand Immortals Sect where he belongs is recognized as the number one immortal sect in the world.

Regardless of whether they practice martial arts, talismans, alchemy, or sword immortals, after becoming a generation master, they all want to ascend to the capital of heaven.

Only when you reach Tiandu Peak and enter the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation can you be considered a true immortal.

When Tiandu disciples come down the mountain, people in the same Taoist tradition generally call them Immortal Chiefs, but not Taoist Masters.

A difference of one word means a huge difference in status.

Li Muchen looked at Zhao Shan and said, "Although your martial arts skills are a bit lacking, you are already a martial artist, so why are you guarding the home and courtyard of the evil witch?"

Zhao Shan was already injured, and he even vomited blood after hearing these words.

What does it mean to be weak in martial arts?

"You...you..." He pointed at Li Muchen, too angry to speak.

"Where is Master Wu?" Li Muchen turned around and asked Zhao Chenyang.

Zhao Chenyang said tremblingly: "Wu...Wu..." Suddenly his face lit up, "Master Wu, dad, save me!"

I heard someone say: "Who is looking for me?"

As the words fell, a group of people walked from the corridor of the west courtyard.

The leader is Zhao Xihai, the head of the Zhao family.

Following Zhao Xihai was Wu Xian.

As soon as Li Muchen saw Wu Xian, his eyes narrowed.

On the surface, this man looks like an immortal, but his spiritual consciousness can sense the sinister aura in him.

This is unique to people who practice black magic.

Just like the Nanyang warlock named Lai Shigong whom I met at Feng Tianming's place last time, he also had the same temperament.

But Lai Shigong's evil deeds are on the bright side, and even ordinary people can feel that this person is evil.

And this Wu Xian, with white hair and a long gown, and a slender appearance, gives people the illusion of a worldly master. No wonder the Zhao family calls him "Master".

"Are you Daochang Li?"

Wu Xian looked Li Muchen up and down with doubts in his eyes.

He could not feel the spiritual energy fluctuations unique to practitioners from Li Muchen, nor did he feel the energy unique to warriors.

Regardless of whether you are cultivating immortality or practicing martial arts, at such a young age, even if you start practicing from your mother's womb, to what extent can you practice?

Wu Xian, who was a little worried just now, finally felt relieved.

I always hear Patriarch Zhao say how powerful his White Tiger Hall is, but it seems like he is just bragging.

"Just say so." Li Muchen said nonchalantly.

Wu Xian cupped his hands and said: "Since you can see through my nail-headed arrow book, you must be a member of the same sect. I wonder which sect you belong to. Are you a disciple of that elder?"

"You and I are not the same people." Li Muchen said with a bit of disgust, "Okay, it's not easy to practice cultivation. Now you go to the Lin family with me to explain the situation, and then cancel your cultivation. I won't hold you accountable for your past actions." It’s evil.”

Wu Xian was stunned and suddenly laughed wildly.

"Abandoning your cultivation? Hahahaha... Boy, are you too arrogant? Originally, I wanted to let you go for the sake of being a comrade. In that case, I will send you to see the King of Hell."

After saying that, a yellow talisman appeared on his hand. With a flick of his fingertip, the talisman burned and turned into a stream of fire, flying towards Li Muchen.

The fire talisman hit Li Muchen and exploded into a bright fireball, swallowing Li Muchen whole in an instant.

In the west courtyard of the Zhao family, the fire was blazing, as bright as day, and it was so piercing that people could not open their eyes.

People retreated one after another for fear of being burned by the flames.

"Brother-in-law!"

Lin Yun screamed and wanted to rush over to save people, but the fire was too big and bright, like a small sun.

When you get a little closer, you can feel the heat waves rolling in, as if your body can be vaporized at any time.

Zhao Xihai looked at the flames in horror.

He never expected that the Feng Shui master he invited would be a warlock who could control fire.

Fortunately, I didn't neglect him. If he offended such a person, the Zhao family would probably be destroyed.

Apart from being frightened, Zhao Xihai was also ecstatic in his heart.

With the help of this wonderful person, why worry about not succeeding?

What about the Lin family, the Feng family, from now on the Zhao family will be the only one in Hecheng!

Even when he arrived in Qiantang, he was no longer afraid of facing the Gao family and the Qian family.

"Hahahaha..." Zhao Xihai laughed, "Mr. Wu is really a living god!"

Wu Xian stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It's just a small skill that makes the Zhao family laugh."

Zhao Chenyang also took the opportunity to run over and stood beside Wu Xian, feeling indescribably safe.

He let out a long breath and remembered that Lin Yun had held a knife to his neck just now. He felt humiliated. He gritted his teeth and looked at Lin Yun and said:

"Boy from the Lin family, your brother-in-law has turned into ashes, let's see what else you can rely on! Kneel down and call me grandpa, and I will let you go, hahahaha!"

Lin Yun stared at the flames blankly, not knowing what to do.

My brother-in-law was burned to death. How should I explain to my sister when I go back?

And what should I do about grandpa’s illness?

The poor child didn't know whether he could get out alive. He was still thinking about his sister's mood and his grandfather's illness.

Seeing that Lin Yun was not moving, Zhao Chenyang ordered: "Come here, take him down for me!"

The security guards of the Zhao family were initially stunned by the fire. Only when they heard Zhao Chenyang's voice did they realize and were about to rush forward.

Suddenly I heard someone say: "What a small trick!"

The flame suddenly brightened and then extinguished.

People's eyes couldn't adapt for a while, and the west courtyard of the Zhao family suddenly fell into darkness.

Can't see five fingers.

At first a little light as big as a bean came on.

Only then did people slowly see clearly that the bright light was a burning talisman.

The talisman is in a person's hand.

That person was none other than Li Muchen, who had just been surrounded by fire.

Li Muchen stood like that, his clothes neat and without any harm.

"Brother-in-law!" Lin Yun shouted in surprise, "Brother-in-law, are you okay?"

"Of course it's okay." Li Muchen said, "You call me brother-in-law, how can anything happen to me? If something happens to me, wouldn't your sister be a widow?"

Lin Yun chuckled.

Wu Xian was shocked and said: "Who are you? You can actually break my purple fire?"

Li Muchen glanced at the half-burnt talisman in his hand, shook his head and said, "What kind of divine purple fire is this? It's just Yin Lei Fire at most. It's hard to cook."

"you……"

Wu Xian was furious and felt that he had lost face in front of the Zhao family, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Boy, court death!"

After saying this, he made hand gestures with his hands and muttered something in his mouth.

Li Muchen was not in a hurry. He still held the half burning talisman in his hand and looked at Wu Xian with a smile.

Suddenly, Lin Yun screamed strangely.

"what……"

I saw the scarecrow that Lin Yun was carrying behind him actually moved, stretched out his hands, and pinched Lin Yun's neck.

"Xiaoyun, I am your grandfather, I am hungry..."