I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

Mo Wuyan looked a little cocky, looking up, but pretending to be indifferent:

"It's just internal and external cultivation, both are at the second level, nothing to be surprised about."

Mu Zhen was just surprised that Mo Wuyan actually gave Shui Longyin to his granddaughter, and he had no other intention.

After that, he saw Mo Liuying's swordsmanship, and understood, and said teasingly:

"Water Dragon Song and Self-Restraint again. Are you planning to let Liuying take over as the future leader of the Mohist school?"

Mo Wuyan had a haughty look on his face. This matter was obvious and could not be concealed.

Maybe Shuilongyin cannot explain much, but "Self-discipline" is an internal skill that can only be learned by the great masters of Mohism.

"Guarding the Heart" and "Controlling Oneself" are both unique skills of Mohism.

The difference is that anyone who is an outstanding disciple of Mohism or has made significant contributions can learn "Guarding the Heart".

Mu Zhen looked at Mo Liuying's sharp swordsmanship in the field and nodded secretly.

The mentality of "Self-control" focuses on artistic conception. The Mohist kung fu is based on defense, defeating the enemy without killing him.

But Mo Liuying's swordsmanship has a strong sense of attack, and it does not conflict with her own true energy.

This shows that she has realized the true meaning of "Self-restraint".

Although it is called "Self-Restraint", it does not really require practitioners to restrain themselves with other people's rules. Instead, it requires practitioners to walk their own path and abide by the rules they set for themselves.

As time passes by.

Mo Liuying's attacks became more and more fierce, and his figure gradually became more ghostly.

Li Mu failed to dodge several times and was hit hard by the blade. Only then did Li Mu realize that the Water Dragon Yin was actually a bladeless sword.

"I didn't realize before that I'm so weak that I can't use my inner strength."

Li Mu felt the pain in his body and sighed secretly.

"Aren't you going to use your weapons yet? Is that wooden box behind you just a decoration?"

At this time, Mo Liuying stopped attacking, put the knife on her shoulder with one hand, pinched her waist with the other hand, and asked in a soft voice.

Li Mu frowned and looked Mo Liuying up and down. Now he is no longer a child, looking at the cute little girl in front of him.

His previous success made him a little arrogant without him realizing it.

Thinking that he had killed more than a dozen people, Ran Nu was a first-class master, and he no longer took his peers in the world seriously.

Although except for the farmer outside Yanshan City and the seriously injured old pervert Ran Nu he met, he always had true energy at other times.

But he still felt that his martial arts skills had at least reached the top level in the world.

Even if he didn't use his internal force, he shouldn't have been beaten so badly by a little girl.

It's not that he is too arrogant. Li Mu also once doubted whether those first-level masters of Ran Nu were fake.

But after he killed the ancestor of the Lin family, he completely threw this idea behind his mind.

However, he forgot that in killing the ancestor of the Lin family, he not only used up all his trump cards, but also overdrew all the true energy in his body.

If this happened to anyone else, they would either die or be crippled.

But the way he recovered was so strange that he even forgot about it afterwards.

Now thinking back to the battles he had experienced before, he suddenly realized that his initial suspicion was correct.

"Those first-level masters of Rannu are really weak."

And Li Mu discovered a fact.

At the beginning, when Li Ling'er explained to him the classification of martial arts, she made it clear that although the internal and external methods were different, there was no obvious difference in strength.

But as Li Mu fought along the way, it was clear that the outer family was just a younger brother in front of the inner family.

Especially when he killed the ten Ran Nu external family masters who sneaked into Donglai Pass, the other party couldn't even break his defense.

There is also King Yan, who is at the first level in both spearmanship and physique, and this title makes him one of the best in the world.

He was beaten by Li Mu and ran away in fear.

Then, Li Mu remembered another detail and turned to look at Mu Zhen, surprised.

"Did Old Man Mu really think that I couldn't beat him at that time?"

Li Mu recalled that when the Lin family attacked Prince Yan's Mansion, Mu Zhen handed the old man Ran Nu to Li Mu to deal with, and he himself chose the head of the Lin family.

At that time, Li Mu thought that Mu Zhen was just being lazy. Now, thinking about it, Mu Zhen should know that the strength of the Lin family's patriarch is even higher than that of the old man Ran Nu.

"I underestimated the background of these families before."

At this time, Li Mu remembered a detail that he had always overlooked.

Although they were both at the first level of the inner family, both Mu Zhen and the abbot of Qingfeng Temple were able to subdue the old man Ran Nu very easily.

Li Mu looked at Mu Zhen, and all the resentment he had towards Mu Zhen these days suddenly disappeared.

"It seems that it is not such a loss to worship this master."

Thinking of this, Li Mu waved his hand and slapped the ground of the wooden box behind him. The Water-stopping Mace flew out from the top and landed steadily in Li Mu's hand.

Li Mu held the mace in one hand, with the tip of the mace pointing to the ground. He looked at Mo Liuying with a stern expression and spoke seriously:

"Miss Mo, please!"

Mo Wuyan, who was watching the battle on the side, frowned and looked at Mu Zhen, saying in a bad tone:

"Did you give it to him?"

Mu Zhen nodded, then shook his head and said lightly:

"I just sold this useless ornament in exchange for ten schools and ten years of expenses. It's worth it!"

Hearing this, Mo Wuyan suddenly became anxious, grabbed Mu Zhen's collar and said:

"Since you have found this mace, why don't you return it to me?"

Mu Zhen raised his hand and slapped Mo Wuyan's hand away, saying indifferently:

"Stop being a scoundrel. What do you mean by return it to you? Di Gong once said that if still water falls into a silent sea, whoever finds it will own it."

"But this belongs to my Mohist ancestors after all..."

"Stop arguing and take good care of the two children!"

Mo Wuyan wanted to argue, but was interrupted by Shen Sanniang.

The three of them looked at the field again. Although Li Mu, who was holding Shishui, was not as difficult to resist as before, he did not have the upper hand either.

Mo Liuying's Water Dragon Song was clearly filled with true energy, and after several collisions, it caused pain in Li Mu's palms.

"'The Regrets of the Overbearing Dragon'! Old Man Mu, are you sure this is your disciple? From beginning to end, there was not a single drop of Qi flowing through this kid's body. He was still using my Mohist method to defeat the enemy."

Mo Wuyan glared at Mu Zhen indignantly.

"Does he have any trace of your Confucianism?"

Mu Zhen was also a little confused. He had met Li Mu's two maids and knew Li Mu's character very well.

At first I just thought that Li Mu was being sympathetic to Mo Liuying and didn't want her to lose in an embarrassing way.

But Li Mu was already on the verge of defeat, and his heart was in a state of panic.

"Could it be that this kid heard what Old Man Mo said before and wanted to lose on purpose so as to give Mo girl a good show?"

Mu Zhen thought he saw through Li Mu and felt that he was attracted to Mo Liuying. After all, Mo Wuyan had said before that even if Li Mu lost, he would still teach him the "Guarding the Heart".

But Mu Zhen’s Star Iron could not be kept.

Although Mu Zhen originally intended to give this star iron to Mo Wuyan, he still wanted to get some other benefits from Mo Wuyan and could not let Li Mu's cunning mind ruin it.

At this time on the field.

Li Mu was already unable to hold on under Mo Liuying's violent attack.

Several times I have subconsciously wanted to mobilize my true energy.

Although Li Mu has not practiced martial arts for a long time, the flow of true energy has, to a large extent, become an instinct.

Li Mu now has to divide his attention to control the battle while fighting, and his strength is even worse than before when he had no true energy available.

"Is that Shisui in your hand?"

Mo Liuying stopped attacking, as if she suddenly remembered something, stared at the weapon in Li Mu's hand, and asked crisply.

Seeing Mo Liuying stop and give him time to catch his breath, Li Mu nodded.

He immediately had the idea of ​​admitting defeat. Although he felt a little sorry for Mu Zhen, he couldn't beat him and there was no need to hold on.

What's more, Li Mu was confident that if it was a fight of life and death, he had a hundred ways to train Mo Liuying, so he would not have any psychological burden even if he admitted defeat.

Thinking of this, Li Mu was about to speak when he saw a sly look flash across Mo Liuying's big eyes, and she said in a delicate voice:

"Since Grandpa and Grandpa Mu have a prize, shouldn't our fight also have a prize?"