Longevity begins with Orion

Chapter 150 148. A few strands of white hair give birth to a demon knife, and the youthful pride is annoying (big chapter - please subscribe)

[Wen Tian] and [Measuring Earth], these are the two secret techniques that Li Yuan came into contact with, and they are also the pinnacle that the weapon master pursues tirelessly but seems unable to reach.

The former borrows the yang from the sky, and the latter borrows the yin from the earth.

It seems that only by contacting heaven and earth can a weapon beyond the spiritual weapon itself be forged.

Li Yuan never thought that there was a third way.

But now, this road is before him.

[Devouring life].

Weapons are made by the craftsman's own destiny.

This was also heard before Li Yuan traveled through time, for example, this was the case with General Mo Xie.

However, this evil secret technique itself is doomed to be lost. Coupled with the ghost hammer as an evil ghost prop, I am afraid it will be difficult to extend it for even three generations. After all, if you want to use the evil ghost prop, you will either have to walk. Or at least rank six.

It is extremely difficult to train a weapon master. To train one, you have to work hard to forge weapons.

With such harsh conditions, it’s no wonder that this secret technique of [Devouring Life] is incomplete and left to gather dust in a corner.

If it hadn't provided some ideas for reaching the highest level and had certain reference value, I'm afraid it would have been abandoned long ago.

But even so, storing it here is equivalent to being discarded.

Li Yuan took the book, went out, locked it with his back, followed the vine, threw the big key back to Xiang Qingyu, then shook the book in his hand and said, "I borrowed this book to read. Are you okay?"

Xiang Qingyu said: "Brother Li, take it. The things in that tree hole are almost abandoned. Maybe in a few years, a lot of them will be emptied out in a dozen years."

Li Yuan suddenly asked: "If it is emptied, where will it be thrown?"

Xiang Qingyu raised his head in surprise and said in surprise: "No way, Brother Li. No way!"

Li Yuan smiled and said, "I just thought it was a pity that these ancient things were lost, so I wanted to take a look."

Xiang Qingyu said: "They are all buried in the soil, box after box. And, Brother Li, I assure you, there is absolutely nothing useful in those buried boxes."

Li Yuan thought for a while and asked: "Where is it buried?"

Xiang Qingyu hesitated for a while, held the light yellow skirt with both hands, rolled her eyes, and then lowered her voice and said, "Do you really want to go?"

Li Yuan asked: "Don't you dare?"

Xiang Qingyu snorted, and her voice was a few decibels louder: "Who said I don't dare?! I will take Brother Li there in the evening."

After saying that, he muttered: "They didn't say that buried things can't be dug up."

"Thank you, Miss Xiang." Li Yuandao.

Xiang Qingyu put her hands on her hips, looking somewhat loyal: "Hey, it's nothing."

After saying that, she raised three fingers and whispered: "Mid-clock, see you under the vine."

Li Yuan nodded and said: "Okay, third update."

Wait until the third watch.

Li Yuan quietly climbed up from the collapse, rolled up the quilt inside for Cui Huayin, and then quickly went out and arrived at the agreed place.

Xiang Qingyu had already changed into gray clothes, huddled angrily under a big tree, and grabbed two big shovels in his hand. When he saw Li Yuan, he waved from a distance.

Li Yuan ran over.

Xiang Qingyu threw him a shovel.

Li Yuan received it speechlessly. Although he did intend to dig together, if he thought about it from his perspective, if he were Xiang Qingyu, he would never do this.

However, if this girl does this now, not only will he not be disgusted, but he will have a rather straightforward favorable impression of her.

Before traveling through time, he had also read some stories. In some stories, Miss Xiang was a little villain who was just waiting to be slapped hard in the face, and then beat her young to make her old again.

However, he thinks this little villain is quite good. After all, he is not a protagonist. He has no ambition but hopes to become stronger. He does not have any great mercy, but he can still feel sympathy. He is not planning to do anything earth-shattering. , but I also want to live as wonderfully as possible

With his temperament, he is just a passerby at best.

No wonder, passers-by and villains will never become enemies.

Li Yuan also happily carried the shovel to dig the soil.

Xiang Qingyu, a lawless young lady who is favored by her family, has obviously never done this before. She was quite nervous at first, but after a while she became excited and muttered: "It's still buried quite deep."

Li Yuandao: "Normal."

After two sticks of incense, clusters of torches surrounded him from the surrounding area.

The guard on night patrol inside the triple gate approached, and when he saw it, his originally vigilant expression suddenly turned to respect.

"Master Li!"

"Miss Xiang!"

"You guys. This is"

Xiang Qingyu put her hands on her hips and said aggressively: "You know what we are doing and you still ask?! You suddenly ran over. Do you want to scare me to death? I tell you, if you dare to tell me, I will pull out your tongue!" !”

Li Yuan had been hanging out with people at the level of the ancestors and elders for a long time, and rarely heard words of this style. He wanted to laugh, but in the end he said: "Miss Xiang, if you don't know how to speak, just Say less.”

Xiang Qingyu glared at the guard fiercely, then obediently retreated behind Li Yuan, and said softly: "My father told me the same thing."

Seeing the embarrassment on the guard's face, Li Yuandao said: "If I don't want to embarrass you, I will make it clear to Master Jing tomorrow. Let's leave today."

This Teng Pavilion belongs to Jing Bai Kou, so the people who guard the pavilion are the Xiang family members of the Jing family.

The guard kept saying: "Thank you Master Li, thank you Master Li!!"

The next day.

Li Yuan found Jing Baikou, and then in the name of "pursuing stronger military casting skills", he proposed to dig up the abandoned old objects underground to take a look.

Jing Baikou was stunned for a long time. He really didn't know what Master Li wanted to do with those rubbish, but he still agreed and then sent someone to call a group of guards to help Li Yuan dig out.

Among these guards was the one who came last night.

When the guard saw Master Li, he felt particularly fond of him and dug hard with his shovel.

After a while, big broken boxes were lifted out of the warm soil like huge coffins.

Li Yuan pushed the box open, brushed away the rising dust with his hand, then sat on the floor and began to check and look through the items and books that were extremely old, exuded a weird musty smell, and were not much different from "tattered" items.

The book, the handwriting is extremely blurry.

Paper, too broken to describe.

Items, badly broken.

Li Yuan spent several days looking through these things one by one, trying to find any omissions.

But it turns out that there are not many "blind people" among the big forces.

He struggled for a long time, but got nothing.

But he didn't think it was unnecessary, because even if he had to do it again, he would still make this choice. After all, only by casting a wide net can he gain something.

If you think about it more carefully, the previous magic book "Devouring Life" is actually not a miss, because it is a incomplete book with endless side effects and cannot be practiced at all.

evening

"Uncle, I heard that you went to dig for treasures."

Yao Jue giggled and said "baby" to try to suppress the "that's rubbish" in her tone.

Li Yuan glanced at the lady drinking tea in Yun Danfeng not far away.

Cui Huayin felt his gaze, raised her eyes and glanced at her man lightly, but said nothing. After she drank the tea, she would continue to read the poems she had collected.

In fact, Cui Huayin also has some small forces outside, but these forces are not fighting in nature, but just help her collect poems everywhere.

Cui Huayin benefited from poetry, so she continued this habit and worked hard every day.

It's a pity that there is no scientific research in this world, so it is naturally impossible to cultivate a large number of literati.

Her life is very regular and looks very elegant from the outside.

In comparison, Li Yuan carrying a shovel and digging garbage with the eldest lady in the middle of the night seemed particularly dazzling.

Li Yuan turned around, looked at Yao Jue, and said, "Yes."

"Take me with you next time. My uncle's hands are used to write poems, not to dig soil." Yao Jue said.

Li Yuan stretched out his ten fingers, looked at them, and said: "These hands are still used to make soldiers."

"My lord, please work hard."

After Cui Huayin drank the tea, she stood up calmly, straightened her skirt, calmly said a few words, then turned and left, like a spotless noble swan.

“It’s time to work hard”

Li Yuan murmured.

At night, the couple washed and showered, changed into underwear and underwear, then went about their daily routine in the quilt, and then fell asleep separately.

The next day, Li Yuan took Bigu Pill and locked himself in a secret room to learn the secret technique of [Devouring Life].

The red candle flickered, illuminating the pale walls of the secret room.

The simple and fuzzy handwriting is crooked, like some unknown curse.

Li Yuan watched with gusto.

He would use his brain to make up for the missing areas with "the basic qualities and logic of a weapon maker."

After a day like this, he understood the principle of [Devouring Life].

‘If you want to forge a spiritual weapon, hearing the fetal movement of blood crystals is the foundation.

Success or failure depends on whether the origin blood can successfully integrate into the rhythm of fetal movement.

The blood of different people will produce different basic effects.

These basic effects are either strengthened or weakened in the collision with blood crystals and metals.

Therefore, the origin of the spiritual weapon is actually the source blood of the warrior himself. ’

'[Life Devouring] uses the ghost hammer to turn the weapon master's own longevity into a mysterious force when fusing the source blood, and enters the fetal movement of the blood crystal and metal together, thereby giving the spiritual weapon the first The two powers may cause some kind of mutation in the original source blood. ’

‘[Devouring Life] talks about how to seize the opportunity and how to listen to fetal movements. Investing longevity at different times may have different effects. ’

‘If it comes from the original blood, then the power possessed by the forged spiritual weapon will be some kind of mutation of the original blood.

If the source blood flows down, then the forged spiritual weapon will have two kinds of power, one is the source blood itself, and the other is some evil power, such as sucking human blood, such as divine soul shock. '

'What a luxurious and deceptive weapon-making technique.'

Li Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

He carefully examined the details, understood the process, and studied the method selflessly. His fingers traced pictures in the air, as if he was experiencing a certain feeling.

Time passes day by day.

Finally, Li Yuan saw the rotten fracture behind the leather roll.

But this gap does not cut much information.

Because above the break is a description of the mental state of the armorer's "loss of life".

‘This is a magic hammer, I can clearly feel it sucking my Yangshou.

I can even feel how many years it has taken.

It is very 'polite'. If I am only willing to pay three years of life, it will only absorb three years of life.

But in fact, it also let me know that if you want to forge a good weapon, you need at least thirty years of life.

Thirty years of life is worth it in exchange for a peerless spiritual weapon!

My name is destined to be engraved at the pinnacle of the Weapon Master, for future generations to look up to. ’

Li Yuan sighed lightly, because he didn't know the name of the weapon maker.

Even if it weren't for him, this little bit of information about the Weapon Master wouldn't have been passed down.

"Years"

He sighed softly and then stood up.

It's time for him to try forging weapons.

He had a hunch that maybe he would get some small surprises this time.

However, the casting location cannot be inside the triple gate, but must be outside the city, on the mountain where Master Zhu was originally located.

One is to prevent the ghost hammer from attracting red bugs;

The second is for his retreat plan.

When others are used to you going to places farther away, they will take it lightly when you go places not so far away.

Li Yuan's application to cast troops outside the city was not blocked.

But Lao Cui still became his follower, and the chariot followed him to the foot of the mountain outside the city.

Li Yuan used the "Flower Demon of Rebirth" to surround a wall of enchanting blood-colored flowers.

Lao Cui found a place to sit down in the flower wall.

Li Yuan continued to climb the steps to the top of the mountain.

Outside the flower wall, many blacksmiths and even warriors came here to admire it.

But Li Yuan didn't let them in. He needed to concentrate on completing his first masterpiece and his first experiment.

He found Jing Banfeng as the subject of this experiment.

Why?

He was worried that the spiritual weapon he forged would distort his character. If it were given to Gu Xuejian, Gu Xuejian, who was originally warlike, might become "war-loving".

Gu Xuejian is his son's teacher, so he naturally doesn't want Gu Xuejian to be "war-loving".

As for someone with Jing Banfeng's "running around" style, he should be fine.

What's more, his reputation for forging spiritual weapons is not good among high-level officials.

The spiritual weapons he had forged in the past were all mediocre. Not bad for a fifth-grade person who was "lack of spiritual weapons", but not good for a fifth-grade person who was "pursuing stronger spiritual weapons."

Although Jing Banfeng is the head of the Jing family, he is still in the stage of "lack of spiritual weapons".

As soon as Li Yuan said it, he immediately agreed.

At this time, he flew into the flower wall, handed the source blood in the jade bottle to Li Yuan, and then said with a smile: "Master Li, I already have this sword, why don't you make a small spiritual weapon for me?" A pendant, right?”

His sword was made by Gongshi and he didn't want to change it yet, and he secretly felt that Li Yuan could not make a better sword than Gongshi.

But Li Yuan remained silent, as if immersed in a certain artistic conception.

Jing Banfeng didn't wait for a reply, so he smiled and said, "Excuse me, Master Li. I'll wait at the foot of the mountain first."

After that, he flew away consciously.

Forget it, just use two swords.

At least it can be used as a throwing knife.

On the top of the mountain, the May spring water flows gurglingly, and the pear blossoms in the north of the mountain have fallen. This reminds Li Yuan of the days when he was an apprentice here six years ago.

The surrounding mountains are like a green screen, like hibiscus peeled from the sky, wrapping this place and isolating it from the prying eyes of outsiders.

Li Yuan took a look and returned to the equipment in front of him. Top-grade blood crystals, bellows, stoves, sinks, iron tongs, iron piers, iron hammers, and various metals were all available. In addition, there were many metals.

Li Yuan didn't waste any time. He took off his coat, tied up his long hair, started to light a fire, heat the furnace, and then cast soldiers.

He took out the ghost hammer.

This dark, cold ghost hammer feels like holding ice.

There was a feeling that Shou Yuan was about to be released, but she seemed to be politely waiting for his consent.

Li Yuan did not agree for the time being. He would inject another thirty years of longevity to test the water at the critical moment.

He was already very familiar with the previous set of procedures, to the point where he no longer needed to hone his skills.

Soon, it was time for fetal movement.

At this moment, his previous hard training paid off.

Distinguish wind and thunder, flowers bloom, listen to the sound of thunder in a quiet place

His perceptions are sharper.

All the noise in the world disappeared, but the flowing and soft sound of various metals sounded slowly in his ears like thunder.

Li Yuan selflessly hammered the spirit embryo of the blood crystal, and at the critical moment, his mind moved, and he silently recited "I am willing to give thirty years of life." Suddenly, a wave of energy came from the palm of his hand holding the ghost hammer. The feeling of being sucked and the strong breath of life made the ghost hammer seem to be a "corpse" in that moment.

The handle of the hammer is a long and narrow ghost head, the body is the eyes of the hammer handle, and the elongated hands and feet are twisted together and turned into a hammer.

From the outside, the Ghost Hammer looks unremarkable.

But in Li Yuan's eyes, the ghost hammer seemed to have become a ghost, a ghost that had become an "evil ghost prop" for some reason.

Bang! !

With one hammer fall, mysterious and mysterious life penetrated into the spiritual embryo.

At the same time, in Li Yuan's sight, "[Supernatural Power: Immortality]: Infinite longevity, maintain the current appearance, never die of old age" appeared without any disturbance, and a line of information that had never been seen before appeared below it.

[Extra thirty years of life reduction, please choose:

Option 1: Temporarily maintain the appearance of reduced lifespan, you can choose 2 at any time (it will not weaken your own strength);

Choice 2: Deal with it immediately and restore it to its original appearance. Remaining life span: ∞-30 (infinity minus thirty years)]

The surprise Li Yuan had been waiting for arrived. This extra life span was a big gift. He directly chose "Choice One".

Then, he quickly opened the stopper of the jade bottle, accurately dropped Jing Banfeng's source blood into the spiritual embryo, and then swung the hammer like crazy.

Ding ding ding! !

Ding ding ding! !

The flames dispersed coldly, and sparks shot wildly in all directions.

When it is quenched, there is a dull green light swimming inside the crimson spiritual weapon, and the blade on the surface shows a chaotic and irregular pattern, which makes people even just look at it. Feeling uncomfortable at first glance

Li Yuan continued to install the handle and sheath, until the set was completed, he grabbed the knife and felt it quietly.

As a weapon maker, he can naturally vaguely sense the abilities of the spiritual weapons he forges.

"Demon Sword."

"It will constantly corrode the user's power, but the more it corrodes, the more violent the user will become. Whether it is speed, strength, or reaction, it will increase a lot."

"and

After the user stops, or when the user encounters fatal damage, all the previously corroded power and the user's own power loss will be returned to the user at once.

After returning it, the knife will fall into silence and wait for a few hours before it will revive again. As for how many hours, it still needs to be tested. "

"besides.

Another characteristic seems to be that it does not need to be hung in a popular place through October.

In other words, it is available now

That's right, after thirty years of longevity, why do you need the popularity in October? "

Li Yuan was silent for a while.

Jing Banfeng practiced the "Evergreen Technique", and the fifth level of the "Evergreen Technique" was generally forged with the functions of "restoring one's own strength" and "self-repairing of the spiritual weapon".

And the thirty years of life he added turned the original "restoration" into "corrosion, strengthening oneself, and then returning the power, and at the same time adding the power lost by the user." I don't know how much stronger this is. .

It's a pity that he can't use this weapon, so he can't see the improvement in strength.

He waited silently.

At the bottom of the mountain, Jing Banfeng and Cui Wuji, who heard the commotion subsided, flew to the top of the mountain at the same time.

As soon as the two of them went up the mountain, they were both shocked and shocked.

"Master Li, you...your hair" Cui Wuji looked at Li Yuan in shock.

Although the boy in front of him still looked the same as before, there were a few more white hairs in his black hair, and the whole person looked inexplicably older.

"It doesn't matter."

Li Yuan hoarsely waved his hands, then looked at Jing Banfeng and said, "Master, give it a try."

"Oh, I'll take it and hang it at home and raise it first." Jing Banfeng was very familiar with the process.

Li Yuan smiled lightly and said: "No need, you can use it now."

"Is it true?" Jing Banfeng was stunned. He took the knife from Li Yuan with both hands. As soon as he took it, the feeling of "blood connection" came out. But in addition, there was another saying The feeling of being unclear.

In Li Yuan's eyes, the number above Jing Banfeng's head was originally "1380~2880", but now it suddenly changed to "1380~5672".

The lower limit has not changed, but the upper limit of strength has been horribly increased.

You know, Gu Xuejian, as the deputy palace master and the fifth-grade Dzogchen of the five strands of origin blood, has only "2548~6536" in strength.

However, Li Yuan also knew that this "5672" should be just a short-lived power, an explosion before the power was about to be exhausted.

But you must know that this "power is about to be exhausted" is just an illusion. In the next moment, the user's power will be restored to its original state.

Jing Banfeng, who originally didn't have this knife, met Cui Wuji. He probably had to fight for a while and then run away. After all, it was a little bit close.

But now, Jing Banfeng, who "seems to be on the verge of death", can kill Cui Wuji with one blow

"It's terrible. It's really terrible."

Jing Banfeng was exploring the power of this spiritual weapon, and he couldn't help but make some sounds.

The look of shock gradually appeared in his pupils.

He no longer knew what to say.

This is an unprecedented spiritual weapon, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as "the most top-notch spiritual weapon of the fifth grade".

"Master Li! Master Li!!"

The shock in Jing Banfeng's eyes melted and turned into great joy and ecstasy.

"Master Li!!"

He shouted the name excitedly.

"Thank you! Thank you!!!"

Jing Banfeng has lost his composure.

The more he understood the power of the knife in his hand, the more he lost his composure.

In comparison, Gongshi's sword can already be turned into a "flying knife".

This spiritual weapon. This spiritual weapon is invincible, invincible!

It’s better than the one from the Gu Palace Master!

Better than my ancestor’s!

Jing Banfeng felt that he was overjoyed, just like the joy he felt when he broke through to the fifth level after going through all kinds of hardships.

"Thank you, Master Li, thank you very much." He was so excited that tears filled his eyes.

Cui Wuji's eyelids twitched and he looked at the knife, but the knife was separated from the scabbard and he couldn't see anything.

"Master Jing, draw your sword and take a look."

"Don't pull out."

After Jing Banfeng realized the power of this knife, he decided to use this knife as a bargain.

Cui Wuji frowned and said angrily: "Master Li is still here. With my friendship with Master Li, wouldn't he tell me? Besides, your spiritual weapons come and go, and there are only a few styles. What's the matter? Easy to hide?"

Jing Banfeng reluctantly pulled out the sword, revealing the messy and torturous blade pattern on the blade.

"Demon Sword!"

Cui Wuji pointed it out directly, and then said, "How could your blood be forged into a demon sword? This is impossible. Wait, what is the power of this sword?"

Jing Banfeng glanced at Li Yuan.

But Li Yuan had already stood up. He leaned on a wooden stick, stumbled to the edge of the cliff, looked into the distance, and then looked up to the sky and let out a hearty laugh, as if he was tirelessly pursuing a certain goal and climbing a certain peak. Now I finally did it.

"Hahaha!"

The laughter caused the two men to stop.

But then the laughter turned into coughing.

Jing Banfeng ignored Cui Wuji and walked to Li Yuan. When Li Yuan stopped, he said respectfully and gratefully: "Master Li, I really don't know how to thank you."

Cui Wuji shouted from behind: "Tell me about your abilities."

As he finished speaking, he saw Li Yuan staggering.

Jing Banfeng hurriedly supported him, a complicated look flashed in his eyes. He had roughly guessed how much effort Li Yuan had spent on his spiritual weapon, but he was not surprised, because Li Yuan was a real weapon maker. division.

After forging this sword, his status was no worse than Master Zhu and Master Gong.

This is a respectable armorer.

"Master Li, I will take you home." Jing Banfeng said.

In his eyes, Master Li pointed to the south with trembling fingers and whispered "Home".

The fingers dropped weakly, seeming to sigh sadly: "Okay, go back."

"What!! This knife! This knife! How is that possible!"

"How could the blood of my Jing family create such a terrifying spiritual weapon! I really want one!"

"Feng'er, you are getting a big deal."

Jing Baikou was shocked.

"The demon sword Li Yuan actually forged such a terrifying demon sword."

"Although it is a demon sword, it can improve a person's strength a lot, and it seems to have no side effects, otherwise Jing Banfeng wouldn't be so happy.

This is an extremely important force for our generation.

But why is it Jing Banfeng's? "

"Yes, Jing Banfeng never goes out to fight. It's a waste for him to have such a weapon."

People from my aunt's family were talking a lot.

And there was a lot of discussion everywhere in the city.

But due to the blockade of information, those people only knew that Li Yuan had forged a very powerful spiritual weapon, but they did not know the specific details.

The next day, in the White Bamboo Diao Bell Tower, all the high-level officials of the Divine Wood Temple gathered here.

These people are either ancestors or family heads, and the one in the middle is the palace master Qinghancheng, and on both sides are Gu Xuejian and Jing Baikou.

At this time, everyone's eyes fell on the knife held in Jing Banfeng's hand.

Suddenly, the knife seemed to be lifted by an invisible force and flew directly up, landing lightly in front of Qinghancheng.

Everyone was stunned.

The power in this field is unique to the fourth rank.

Therefore, the weapon that should be used at the fourth level should indeed be the spiritual formation.

However, there is currently no armor master who can cast a spiritual formation, at least they don't know about it.

Qing Hancheng raised his hand, put his two fingers together, gently stroked the blade, and closed his eyes to feel

After a long time, he slowly raised his hand, with a look of thought in his eyes, and then made a judgment: "This sword is already at the peak level of Gongshi, Li Yuan is really a genius in the world!"

Jing Banfeng said: "Master Qi, unfortunately Master Li has a lot of gray hair."

Qinghancheng said: "Your Jing family takes two five-element gold tickets with a denomination of 10,000 taels of blood gold and gives them to Master Li as military expenses, and then let him have a good rest."

"Yes!" Jing Baikoo said loudly.

Qinghancheng said: "The scenery is fragrant, Xianghailou, how's it going over there, Gu Xie? Are there any results?"

Jing Baikou said: "It seems that Jing Shuixiang has won this time. She is now consolidating her realm and has broken through to the fifth level."

Qinghancheng said: "She is the elder of my Shenmu Temple."

Jing Baikou was stunned for a moment. He knew that he still had to go through a test from entering the fifth rank to becoming an "elder of the Divine Tree Hall". The master of the hall was showing his kindness.

Qinghancheng said calmly: "Tell her first that her husband-in-law forged a top-notch spiritual weapon among the fifth-grade ones, and then tell her that he is an elder."

Jing Baikou said: "Yes, Palace Master!"

Qing Hancheng suddenly remembered something. He held his forehead, thought for a long time, and suddenly said: "By the way, the two secrets of animal taming that I promised to Master Li have not yet been given to him. Bai Kou, come find me later. Take it, remember to remind me."

"It's the palace master."

Afternoon.

Li Yuanzheng was sitting in the yard.

He forged weapons for the Shenmu Temple to maintain balance on the other hand.

To be honest, although there are some disharmonies in the Shenmu Temple, it is still much more orderly than the Lotus Sect.

If possible, he would rather the world was still occupied by forces like the Shenmu Temple.

At this moment, footsteps were heard in the distance.

The footsteps became faster and faster, and when they reached the door, a figure rushed in.

He was a domineering young man, and his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Li Yuan's.

After seeing Li Yuan, he threw himself on Li Yuan's knees and said, "Father! Are you okay?"

Li Yuan looked at his son, touched his hair, and sighed: "I feel like he has grown up suddenly."

After saying that, he raised his eyes to look at Gu Xuejian who was walking in, and said: "Master Gu, your white clothes are still the same, and your demeanor has not changed."

Seeing Gu Xue sitting next to him, she smiled and said, "I can't compare to your style."

This romance is not that romance, but it talks about Li Yuan's achievements in making soldiers.

Guxue saw her and said, "Master Li, let me apologize again."

"What's the apology?"

"When I first came here, I said that you and we would not be from the same world. I was wrong." Gu Xue said seriously.

Li Yuan was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Haha, I forgot about this a long time ago."

The two chatted for a while.

During this period, Jing Banfeng sent two gold tickets worth "10,000 taels of blood gold".

The five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth rotate on the back of the golden ticket.

"Five Elements Bank, all chambers of commerce in the Central Plains recognize such golden tickets." Jing Banfeng said.

"Thank you very much, Master Jing." Li Yuan was a little weak.

Jing Banfeng was silent for a moment and replied: "Thank you very much."

Then he said: "Please stay with your son."

"Um"

After Jing Banfeng left, Li Yuan looked at Gu Xuejian and said, "Master Gu, I want to take Ping An to the first level gate for a walk."

Gu Xue raised her eyebrows and said, "Ping An's cultivation is at a critical juncture."

Li Yuandao: "He is my son after all, right?"

Seeing that Guxue lowered her head, she said, "Then, what is Master Li taking him to do?"

Li Yuandao: "When my son grows up, I want to take him to drink wine from my hometown."

Seeing that Gu Xue was about to speak, she finally said, "Okay."

The carriage went out of the triple gate, then the double gate, and stopped at Mingyang Restaurant.

Li Yuan finally brought Li Pingan here.

However, the time has not yet come.

First, he hasn’t earned enough yet.

Second, he could tell with his toes that Gu Xuejian was staring.

After a few sips of wine, Li Ping'an said excitedly: "Dad, please bring mom over, I miss her."

Li Yuan remained silent.

Li Ping'an drank another glass of wine and said, "Dad, has something happened to mother?"

Li Yuan remained silent, then drank and coughed violently.

Li Ping'an hurriedly said: "Dad, I won't ask anymore."

"Good boy." Li Yuandao, "Actually, dad has always missed his hometown and the past."

"Dad will get there"

"And you?"

"Me?" Li Ping'an suddenly clenched his fists and said, "I will always look forward! The path that my sister has never taken, the path that my mother expects me to take, I will keep walking! One day I will stand in the world. peak!"

"Standing at the top of the world?" Li Yuandao, "You have grown up. Is this really your wish?"

"Of course! Dad, did you know? I am about to break through the sixth level. I can feel it in just these two months!" Li Ping'an's eyes flashed with excitement.

Any misfortune or sadness seems to only affect him slightly, and soon, he will be on the road with enthusiasm like a flame, pursuing what he wants.

Li Yuan clinked the wine glasses with his son, drank them all in one gulp, and then said: "Last night, I dreamed that I was taking you hunting in the mountains, and your mother and sister were laughing beside you."

Li Ping'an suddenly stood up, patted Li Yuan on the shoulder, and said boldly: "Dad! There are still many beautiful things in this world. My son will let you see it. If you don't like it, my son will use a knife to carve out a world you like. .”

His eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he said: "Father, just watch, my son will make your name spread in history for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years!"

Li Yuan was stunned for a while, laughed, then slapped him on the head and said: "You brat, have a drink."

Attachment: Taohuasu really wants Li Yuan to leave here quickly and start the following plot. However, once I started writing, I found that I really couldn’t leave. Sorry sorry.