Volume 2: Buddha's Hand Saves All Living Things, Subdues Demons and Attains Bodhi Chapter 100 Night Meeting and Discussion
The dusk deepened and the cold lamps were lit.
After a day of discussion and decision-making, Qiu Shuiqing was already filled with emotions. Even if he was steady and composed, facing the current situation, he could hardly control his restless heart.
Fortunately, he knew very well who should be in charge of all this.
The villa is elegant and quiet, and Qiu Shuiqing is undoubtedly a very interesting and elegant person.
He passed through three layers of guard and went around a long secluded path, and finally came to this villa and saw the person sitting under the lamp.
"They have decided to nominate me to be the leader." Qiu Shuiqing said.
Li Muchan was holding a long flute with ancient charm in his hand, trying out a few tunes from time to time. The sound killing method in the "Secret Score of the Netherworld" was too exhausting for the voice, and just shouting was too monotonous and lacked variety. In addition, he had seen the method of the Bliss Goddess controlling the Gu with sound, so he couldn't help but want to try it.
"I can see you're very happy," he said.
Qiu Shuiqing nodded heavily, and his hands and feet were shaking when he walked out of Feilai Pavilion.
Li Muchan sat under a tree, with a censer of burning mosquito repellent incense beside him. He glanced at the other person and said with a smile, "I understand how you feel. As a human being, everyone has some ambitions. But now is not the time to be happy. You have to hold on. They pushed you out, which is both a good opportunity and a disaster. If you can hold on, you can naturally regain your former fame. If you can't, your clan will be wiped out."
Qiu Shuiqing knew this very well. Few of those people were sincere. They only nominated him to find a scapegoat. After all, with Peacock Villa supporting them, those so-called leaders, dragon heads, and diggers could feel more comfortable.
For these people, it would be best to have a "peacock feather" so that they can lean on a big tree for shade . If not, the worst that can happen is that they can find another backer.
Qiu Shuiqing didn't think there was anything wrong with this . Those people wanted to seek shelter and save face, while he wanted to increase his reputation and revive the family's prestige. The two were not in conflict.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Very good, now that you can see the interests involved, I am relieved."
Qiu Shuiqing stared at him straight in the eyes and said in an emotionless tone, "The risk is too great."
He had no way out now, he could only grit his teeth and hold on, and he had to rely on the guidance of the people in front of him. It was too late to regret, if he dared to admit the rumor that the "Peacock Feather" was lost, without the help of the Qinglong Society and the Money Gang, these people in the martial arts world would be enough to overthrow his Qiu family in one day, and it would be irreparable.
"Yes, it is very big," Li Muchan nodded, his expression still so gentle, "but if the Demon Cult moves eastward, your Qiu family will also bear the brunt. What choice do you have? Now you can only fight for a glimmer of hope. It is precisely because of the great risks and pressure that you can be more determined, and maybe you can surpass your ancestors and reach the pinnacle in the future."
Qiu Shuiqing didn't regret it, he just couldn't see through Li Muchan: "What should I do now?"
Li Muchan said softly, "Delay, you must do everything you can to delay until the Demon Cult marches eastward in a big way. When life and death come to an end, those people will have no choice but to fight alongside you, and all their worries will be eliminated."
Qiu Shuiqing laughed coldly: "Then it will be your turn to show your skills? That will kill a lot of people."
"You are wrong," Li Muchan frowned and said, "Whether I am there or not, many people will die in this battle. On the contrary, maybe I can still save them. Of course, I may even be able to use them, a little bit."
Qiu Shuiqing's eyes were obscure and his expression was complicated. He was not completely inactive. He changed the subject and said in a deep voice, "But you are the vice-leader of the Demon Cult, Young Master Youming."
It was obvious that Li Muchan's identity had been discovered. After all, the person in front of him had never hidden himself.
Li Muchan smiled, he placed the long flute across his knees, and said gently: "You are wrong again, you have to remember that I am still a Central Plains person even though I am the vice leader of the Demon Cult. How can a mere Western alien race be qualified to interfere in the Central Plains martial arts? No matter how hard I fight with the Azure Dragon Society and the Money Gang, hehe, it is not the turn of the Demon Cult to covet the Central Plains."
Although Li Muchan had a smile on his face, his tone was very serious and solemn, as if he was making a promise.
Qiu Shuiqing said expressionlessly: "Why should I believe you?"
Li Muchan sighed softly: "Because you have no choice, and I have no choice either. Those who have allied with us have no choice either. They have put everything on this battle."
Hearing this, Qiu Shuiqing let out a long breath, and then said very seriously: "Okay, I believe you."
His heart, which had been hanging for a long time, seemed to be relieved.
Having come to this point, Qiu Shuiqing was really afraid that he would be left in an unclear position and end up being manipulated by others, and also become a traitor to the Central Plains martial arts world. By then, he would bring shame to the ancestors of the Qiu family, and he would never be able to redeem himself even if he died.
The night is cool.
The two of them sat under the lamp. For some reason, Qiu Shuiqing suddenly felt that the young man in front of him, who was almost the same age as himself, exuded a fascinating aura in his every move, which made people unable to help but believe in him.
Li Muchan nodded: "There is a good expert outside Peacock Villa. I think you can recruit him."
Qiu Shuiqing had relaxed completely and poured each other a cup of tea: "Who?"
Li Muchan said: "'Snake Whip' Ximen Rou, although he still lives a simple life at his age, this kind of person is what the world lacks the most. Haha, he should be a good person."
Qiu Shuiqing said with emotion: "A good person? That is indeed very precious."
In this sinister world where everyone is deceiving each other, thinking of betrayal and potentially betraying, there are still two extremely valuable qualities: loyalty and kindness.
A loyal friend, brother, or disciple is worth cherishing by everyone.
People may laugh at a kind person, but they should never deny him.
It is because of the existence of these people that this world can be more lively, more enjoyable, and more humane.
"Where are Fu Hongxue and Ye Kai?" Li Muchan asked.
Qiu Shuiqing replied: "They have rushed to the north. The Third Young Master has now broken through the barrier and seems to want to establish his authority with the Great Elder. This battle will surely be earth-shattering and rare to see in a century. Many people have already rushed to see the elegance of this 'Sword Emperor'...Aren't you going to take a look?"
"No," Li Muchan shook his head and smiled with narrowed eyes, "I have other things to do. I need to use the foundry room in your Peacock Villa. I also want to borrow the famous craftsmen in the villa."
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Soon, the dusk deepened and the beautiful man had left.
Li Muchan sat alone under a tree, drinking tea, and then took off the sword and knife from his waist.
The blade is gorgeous and the sword is simple.
Every sword and every knife was flowing with a bright green glow.
Although he can wield a sword and a knife at the same time, the two weapons are one long and one short, one heavy and one light, so it is not smooth to use them. Since weapons are extensions of the limbs, they should be of the same to be better controlled, otherwise he would have to distract himself.
The thought flashed through his mind, and he grabbed the famous sword "Green Willow". As he sheathed the sword, he suddenly raised his hand and threw it. The sword shadow immediately turned into a stream of light and shot into the sky. He smiled and said, "I'll give it back to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, under the bright moon rising in the east, a graceful and nimble figure flew across the sky like a roc spreading its wings, took the "Green Willow" in his hand, and then soared up, flying between the steep cliffs and dangerous peaks, and disappeared in a few flashes, like a flying fairy.
Li Muchan looked at the figure and sighed, "It seems like he has really attained enlightenment!"
He stood up.
The lights are off, people are quiet, and the night is deep.
