Taoist master wants to ascend

There was silence in the hall.

Their eyes met, and the eyes of everyone in the hall fell on the young man who was bowing and worshiping, his clothes stained with blood.

Even the great true disciples and inner sect elders could not help but change their expressions.

The body tempering battle was nothing to them, and they had all experienced it more than once, but it was a bit scary to be able to win the wheel battle.

Even though he has dragon-shaped bones, he has only been studying martial arts for a few years and how long has he been a beginner?

Shi Hong frowned slightly, becoming more and more frightened.

Having nine forms means that he has excellent human roots and bones. He can practice the Hammer Technique to the Great Perfection in one year, which shows that he has excellent talent.

Being able to jump over the ranks and fight on wheels shows that a person is courageous.

This is much scarier than Qiu Changying back then...

The great disciples looked at each other and saw the seriousness on each other's faces.

What was a little comforting was that after the eight-man wheel battle, Li Yuan's figure seemed a little unstable.

Although the disciples outside the hall who tried to stop Li Yuan were also strong, except for Gao Gang, they could hardly be called elites, and winning consecutive battles did not seem to be unacceptable.

Li Yuan bowed. He was not seriously injured, but he still staggered into the hall. He glanced at the expressions of the true disciples from the corner of his eye and felt slightly calm.

He has searched for the true information of the past generations in the Divine Weapon Valley. Although he showed a little bit of information today, it was not too exaggerated.

Han Chuijun and the Valley Master Gong Yangyu were much more high-profile than him back then, and they may not even be higher than the Young Valley Master Shi Hong.

After a brief silence, Bawanli was the first to cheer, sounding like a loud bell, waking up everyone in the hall.

Fang Baoluo glanced at Shi Hong, whose expression changed slightly, and his brows widened.

At the top, other sect leaders who were invited to watch the ceremony clasped their hands and sighed, with many praises.

Gong Yangyu smiled and nodded:

Wow~

In the main hall, Fengzhong stepped out and said loudly:

"The owner of the valley has an order to give the new true successor Li Yuan:

A famous weapon, a dragon horse, an inner armor, a pair of six-spirit boots, a top-notch martial arts weapon, a killing hammer, and three small magic-saving elixirs..."

…

There was silence in the main hall, with only the sound of the wind echoing, and many sect leaders of small sects looked envious.

The inner disciples outside the palace gate were even more jealous. Only Gao Gang, who had a black face, sighed.

This set of rewards is richer than ten thousand taels of gold, and it also has the power to command hundreds of divine guards. This is the real power.

Even if a true disciple of the Divine Weapon Valley only takes the position for one day, the rewards he receives will be enough to support a small family.

But this is not the case for the vast majority of Divine Weapon Valley disciples.

Status, treatment, weapons, housing, gold, power...

Li Yuan's heart beat a little faster. The treatment of the true disciples was indeed far better than that of the inner disciples. This gap was like that between officials and officials.

If you take a part of this wave of rewards, it will be enough to advance the weapon master to the fifth level!

A real big deal!

Li Yuan bowed and bowed again, slightly understanding Qiu Zhengxiong's indignation.

In the 12th Divine Weapon Valley True Story, the Inner Sect and the Valley Master lineage each have two quotas, and Qiu Zhengxiong has one quota for himself. This loss is indescribable.

Not big.

Not only gold and silver, but also the Divine Guards.

The hundred-man divine guard, led by true disciples, is a force that can conquer cities and territories...

Gong Yangyu nodded, glanced at everyone in the hall, and then waved his hand for Li Yuan to take a seat. The true inheritance had been decided, and it was time to start the banquet.

Li Yuan was not in a hurry to sit down. After responding to the congratulations of Bawanli and Fang Baoluo, he pointed to the fainting inner disciple on the ground:

The dragon-shaped root bone seemed to have one more breakthrough limit than the ordinary high-grade root bones. He had no disadvantage in fighting against the Nei Zhuang disciples. At first, he did not use the palm weapon until the old guy burst out...

Bawanli snorted coldly and looked at Qiu Zhengxiong:

Shi Hong waved his hand, and someone came forward and dragged the old man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead down.

Bawanli wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Fang Baoluo. Li Yuan didn't stop him either, but just glanced at the young valley master.

Shi Hong, who has two forms, can only be regarded as an ordinary high-class person, has an average family background, and has no connections, but he can surpass Qiu Changying and become the number one true disciple in the contemporary era, naturally because of his excellent understanding.

It is the only common channel among all the true disciples in the contemporary era...

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After the reward, Li Yuan followed Gong Yangyu to the Patriarch Hall, met with all the ancestors, and recited the sect rules several times before returning to the grand ceremony.

The true feast was not as lively as expected, and Li Yuan truly felt Lao Han's popularity.

Among the elders of the inner sect, only Elder Kuyue had a few words with him, and the elders of the outer sect were only Feng Zhongji and the other two. Naturally, the only true disciples were his two senior brothers.

But he had already expected it, and he didn't want to forcefully break into Shi Hong's circle.

Just toasting with Bawanli and Fang Baoluo. During the dinner, there were many sect leaders and elders from other small and medium-sized sects in Zhelong Mansion who came to toast.

But it was just a polite clinking of glasses, and in the end they went back to Shi Hong.

Li Yuan didn't care much, but Bai Wanli was quite dissatisfied, but he didn't have an attack, but the sound of clinking glasses was much louder.

Li Yuan was thinking while drinking with his two senior brothers.

There are no sects in the valley, and there are all kinds of strange things. The Valley of Divine Soldiers is called a sect, which is actually a prince. They sit in a house and rule tens of millions of lives. They are extremely powerful and naturally, there are many battles.

He also gathered them together, the Valley Masters Gong Yangyu and Shi Hong were the largest, followed by the descendants of the aristocratic family headed by Qiu Zhengxiong.

Compared with these two people, Han Chuijun seems to be a bit lonely, and because of his violent behavior, people stay away from him.

But because of his violent behavior, few people provoked him in the past many years.

Li Yuan was speechless.

The reason why unspoken rules are unspoken rules is naturally because only a very small number of people can profit from them.

For example, true biography promotion.

It has been a rule for thousands of years that all inner disciples must be recruited to be promoted to true successors, and helping fellow disciples is an unspoken rule that has been passed down for many years.

There are many talented disciples who are the true disciples at the beginning, and they only learn martial arts at the beginning. How can they have the strength to defeat all the inner sects?

Hidden rules will naturally follow.

Normally, inner sect disciples have to fight all over the same sect, but the disciples that the five elders want to accept do not need to do this.

Just like when Qiu Changying became the true successor, there was no one to stop him.

He should have been like this, so Han Chuijun never mentioned the process of the True Inheritance Ceremony to him at all.

Because it was just going through the motions.

Halfway through the banquet, Gong Yangyu and several elders left, and the rest of the true disciples also dispersed.

Only Li is left on the table

When Yuan and the three of them were together, Fang Baoluo suddenly lowered his voice:

Eighty thousand miles of drunkenness did not hear it, but Li Yuan's eyes narrowed, a little understanding, but also a little unlucky.

Fang Baoluo didn't say much. After taking a deep look at Li Yuan, he dragged Bao Wanli away. He couldn't rest assured if he didn't send this big guy back.

Li Yuan twirled his wine glass, feeling enlightened.

Gongyang Yusheng has the shape of thirteen dragons, and has been steadily suppressing the five elders for more than seventy years. He is as strong as Old Han and cannot be shaken.

But if something happens to him, neither Shi Hong nor the other elders can suppress Old Han...

Li Yuan was speechless.

But it is also clear that there are huge interests involved, and it is not just a matter of popularity.

Zhelong Mansion and the counties under its jurisdiction have a population of no less than ten million households, and the annual tax revenue is a huge amount of money.

Such huge benefits...

Putting down the wine glass, Li Yuan stood up unsteadily. Apart from being a little regretful about his newly bought clothes, overall, he was very satisfied.

After staggering out of the hall, he glanced at a few true disciples drinking together in the darkness of the night not far away.

…

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On one side of the main hall, in the pavilion next to the shade of a tree, there is a maid holding a lamp and a stove warming wine. Several great disciples are having a drink here.

The young man in white put down his wine glass and glanced at Li Yuan's leaving figure.

His name is Ding Zhi, another true disciple of Gongyang Yu’s sect, second only to Eighty Wanli among the top ten true disciples.

Some people shook their heads and laughed.

The man was wearing a long black robe, with a jet-black sword at his side, and his voice was cold. His name was Long Sheng, a true disciple of the Gun Soldier Hall.

Several true disciples clinked glasses and drank, with many sneers in their words.

Only Shi Hong frowned and remained silent, holding a glass of wine in his hand for a long time without drinking it.

Ding Zhi clinked glasses with him and joked slightly drunkenly:

Shi Hong waved his hand and dismissed the serving maid.

Seeing this, the smiles on the other people's faces disappeared. Ding Zhi's smile also froze, and most of his drunkenness disappeared immediately:

Shi Hong glared at him and drank the drink in one gulp.

The atmosphere of the small banquet suddenly became solemn, and the breathing of several true disciples became slightly rapid.

They are both true descendants of the same sect, so they naturally know how big the gap between them can be if they are both transformed.

It’s not like those wild people outside who think that they are shapeshifters and think that the gap between them and Han Chuijun is not that big...

Long Sheng asked.

The other true disciples are also very interested. They have been warned by their teachers not to provoke Han Chuijun since they started, but they still have no idea how high his martial arts is.

Shi Hong shook his head:

The hearts of several true disciples all trembled. The gap between inner strength and physical transformation was huge, how could it be so small from physical transformation to Tongmai?

They had only heard about the stories of fighting across ranks after changing form, from rumors in the world.

Those people are all big shots in Daozhou.

Shi Hong's expression became solemn, but there was one sentence he didn't say.

Han Chuijun once used shape-changing to kill Tongmai, and that was more than fifty years ago.

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After the small banquet, Shi Hong came to a quiet courtyard behind the main hall.

The early summer night was quite cool, but when he got here, he could feel the scalding heat rushing towards his face.

‘Master’s Qi and blood are so strong, is it really hurting the internal organs?

Shi Hong bowed and waited, and after a while, he received a response.

In the small courtyard, there are flowers and plants, old trees and springs. Gongyang Yu sits cross-legged under the tree, breathing almost nothing.

Shi Hong bowed.

Gong Yangyu slowly opened his eyes, and the courtyard seemed to light up for a moment. He looked at Shi Hong who lowered his head and asked:

Shi Hong sighed softly, found a clean place, and sat on the ground, very calmly:

Gong Yangyu said:

Shi Hong's heart trembled and his breathing became short.

Even when he broke through the Tongmai, he didn't receive such evaluation from Gong Yangyu.

Gong Yangyu looked at the stars in the night sky:

Shi Hong's eyes dimmed slightly, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

Gong Yangyu felt a little regretful and asked instead:

Shi Hong shook his head.

Gong Yangyu talked about the difficulties of running a sect. Shi Hong had heard it many times and could only continue to listen.

Gong Yangyu stood up and walked under the tree: "As the leader of a sect, there are many things that I can't say or do.

But someone has to do these things, do you understand? "

Looking at Shi Hong, Gong Yangyu's eyes were a little disappointed:

“In the past few decades, the valley has been quite disconnected.

Except for you, Qiu Changying, and Bawanli, the true successors of your generation can barely make it through. The rest of them cannot support the sect or the territory of one government, let alone three governments? "