Taoist master wants to ascend

"Old-fashioned! Old! Unchanged!"

"Fire and blowing the wind, beating the iron, forging it and quenching it... It was like this decades ago, it was like this a thousand years ago, and it's still like this now?" "If you don't change, you will die. Palace Master, you will not deceive me. The Divine Weapon Valley has been declining for generations, isn't it? No reason!”

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After walking out of Hantan Cave and before reaching the forging field, Lei Jingchuan had already heard the harsh comments. "This old thing!"

Lei Jingchuan was furious and wanted to rush out, but Jing Shuhu held his shoulders down. "Be patient and don't be impatient."

Jing Shuhu's face was as dark as water, and he walked to the front.

In the forging field, Wan Chuan put one hand behind his back and pointed, while Qiao Tianhe on the side agreed from time to time and nodded repeatedly.

The master and the apprentice acted as if there was no one around, commenting on the pros and cons, which attracted the angry glares of the blacksmiths, and some of them almost took action. "An old friend came to visit, but he didn't come far to welcome him. Tiger, your temperament is not as good as your master!"

Suddenly, Wan Chuan turned around and looked at Jing Shuhu and the two men who were approaching: "What, there is no even Feng Yan?" "Old guy!"

Lei Jingchuan originally wanted to be patient, but when he mentioned his master, he became furious: "You are too presumptuous!" Boom!

Lei Jingchuan took action in anger, and his forging hammer was like a thunderbolt, leaving white traces of afterimages in the air. In an instant, he struck dozens of hammers, which could smash even a hundred-refined iron ingot into a discus.

Ten feet away, Qiao Tianhe felt a strong wind hitting his face and couldn't help but take a few steps back, but Wan Chuan just smiled, raised his hand and let out a thin stream of strong energy.

Lei Jingchuan pointed out as many fingers as he hammered.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of gas explosions, smoke and dust rose everywhere in the forging ground, and everyone retreated in embarrassment. !

Lei Jingchuan stumbled, and the sledgehammer in his palm dropped, and he rammed it deeply into the wall: "Refining the internal organs!"

The dust dispersed, and Wan Chuan still had one hand on his back, without moving his feet even half a step: "Tiger, do you want to try your hand?" "The fortune-telling finger of the Seven Star Palace?"

Jing Shuhu casually took a forging hammer from the forging table and said with anger all over his body: "I would like to try to see if you are really successful in refining the internal organs."

The two looked at each other from afar, and the atmosphere in the forging ground suddenly became solemn.

Behind Wan Chuan, Qiao Tianhe saw his master's gesture, and then he woke up like a dream: "Master, don't forget about business." As soon as he opened his mouth, Wan Chuan also stopped, clapped his hands, and said:

"But I forgot. I have business to do here. Tiger, you want to compare notes. How about finding a place where no one is around?" Jing Shuhu stared at him for a while and nodded: "Okay."

"How about we talk somewhere else?" Wan Chuan glanced around. "Um."

Jing Shuhu looked as usual and invited the two people to go to Hantan Cave. "What are you doing standing still? Work!"

Lei Jingchuan shook his numb palms, scolded him, and walked away, but before he reached Chirong Cave, he bumped into Li Yuan. "Elder, what is this?"

The roar in the forging ground was very loud in the tunnel, and Li Yuan naturally heard it. "There are some uninvited guests."

Lei Jingchuan's face looked very ugly. "uninvited guest?"

Li Yuan frowned slightly. From the look on Lao Lei's face, it seemed that he had suffered a loss? "Um."

Lei Jingchuan kept walking until he reached Chirong Cave, and then he opened his palms.

I saw that the palm of his hand was green and black, the tiger's mouth was cracked, drops of black blood seeped out, and there was a hissing sound when it fell to the ground. "This is?"

Li Yuan's eyelids twitched and he smelled a fishy smell, like a poisonous smell. "The fortune-telling finger of the Seven Star Palace is indeed worthy of its reputation. That old guy..."

Putting his palm into the ice water in the tank, Lei Jingchuan's face twitched. After a moment, he took a deep breath and his face returned to normal. Li Yuan saw that the water tank was completely black, as if several ladles of ink had been poured into it.

"Seven Star Palace?"

Li Yuan sounded familiar. After thinking for a moment, he thought: "The Seven Star Palace in Ziyun Prefecture?"

Shenbing Valley was originally rooted in Ziyun Prefecture. After the founding of the country in the Great Yun Dynasty, the Patriarch Feng Yun rejected the prefecture and chose a palace. The one in charge of this prefecture was Qixing Palace.

Ziyun Prefecture is more than ten thousand miles away from Huizhou, and there is no hatred between them. Why come unexpectedly and seem to be unkind? Li Yuan frowned slightly, remembering Wang Wenyuan's letter.

"good."

Lei Jingchuan soothed his palms, his face as sinking as water:

"The Seven-Star Palace is in charge of a state. This Seven-Star Pointing Finger is one of the secrets of its sect. It is as powerful as the Fighting Hammer of the Soldiers. It is an extremely vicious poisonous finger."

"Are they here to make soldiers?" Li Yuan pretended to be confused. "Forging soldiers?"

Lei Jingchuan shook his head. He put the lid on the large vat filled with Hantan water and sat down:

“More than 1,400 years ago, the Patriarch decided to move to Zhelong Mansion against everyone else’s wishes. At that time, there were many people who were dissatisfied and took the opportunity to leave.

Several of them joined other major sects after leaving, including the Seven Star Palace. "Is there still such a connection?" "

Li Yuan's heart tightened slightly.

"More than a thousand years have passed, and most of the lines in the past have disappeared, but the line in the Seven Stars Palace has become prosperous." Lei Jingchuan did not hide anything, and said with a cold face:

"Originally, we were thousands of miles apart, and we had no intersection or grudge against each other, but about seven hundred years ago, that lineage came from afar..."

"Seven hundred years ago."

Li Yuan didn't even need to point his fingers. That year should have been the weakest period after the turmoil in the Divine Weapon Valley.

Since that day, the Divine Weapon Valley has never produced another divine weapon, and its status and reputation in the world have dropped all the way to the present day.

"From seven hundred years ago to now, that lineage would have brought its genius disciples here for as long as sixty to thirty years, under the guise of learning about blacksmithing techniques..."

Lei Jingchuan sneered: "Actually, it's just to explore the destiny mysterious weapon, the sea-splitting black whale hammer!"

For more than a thousand years, there have been countless people who suspected that the Black Whale Hammer was in Shenbing Mountain, and many of them came here under false pretenses. Shenbing Valley does not refuse anyone who comes, and over time, no one comes.

"Genius disciple?"

Li Yuan was not surprised that the Seven Stars Palace came for the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer, but with the words of a genius disciple...

He thought of Han Chuijun. Old Han had been searching for hammering geniuses for many years. Could it be that he learned it from the people in the Seven Star Palace? Anyone in the Seven Star Palace know how to find the Black Whale Hammer?

"The Seven Star Palace is in charge of a state, and there are many masters and geniuses under its sect. Thanks to this, generations of generations in that line have extremely talented disciples in the art of war."

Lei Jingchuan thought of the naive young man in the forging ground, and his expression suddenly improved. That kid's talent may be very good, but he's obviously not as good as Li Yuan.

"Um."

Li Yuan was still digesting the meaning of his words, and Lei Jingchuan's mood suddenly improved a lot:

"I'm going to take a look around. Don't be lazy. It's better to master the art of war as soon as possible." Li Yuan nodded, feeling a little curious about whether the people in the Seven Star Palace really knew anything. "The Seven-Star Palace Zhaixinglou Evil God Cult and the Zhelong Mansion are getting deeper and deeper."

Rubbing his eyebrows, Li Yuan turned around and returned to the forging platform, speeding up the creation of leather armor. --·——

"Hantan Fire Vein, this is really a treasured place for forging weapons. No wonder the ancestor of your sect abandoned Ziyun Prefecture and chose Zhelong Mansion in the past." In the Hantan Cave, Wan Chuan looked at the bottomless water pool and pretended. Sigh: "What a great place."

"Yeah, good place."

Qiao Tianhe nodded repeatedly with envy on his face.

The forging method in the Divine Weapon Valley seemed very ancient to him, but the environment was so enviable to him. "Nonsense, no need to say more."

Jing Shuhu's face was expressionless: "I've turned around, it's time to go, right?"

He was well aware of Wan Chuan's intentions, but this was something that the ancestors of the Zhubing Valley had agreed upon, and he could not object, let alone oppose it.

Once you object, you will attract attention, and when the time comes, it will not be just the two people from Qixing Palace. "There's no rush."

Wan Chuan did not comment and led Qiao Tianhe around Hantan Cave. He was very serious and moved step by step. Qiao Tianhe was also ready, sweeping around.

No movement yet?

Wan Chuan frowned inwardly, this shouldn't be the case. Qiao Tianhe was a natural master craftsman, a forging wizard that had not been seen in the state for hundreds of years. His talent must have met the requirements of the secret volume that the sect obtained from the secret place.

It can't be that someone got there first, right?

"Tiger, I heard that there is a Chirong Cave underground here. I wonder if you can take my master and apprentice to take a tour?" Wan Chuan suddenly said.

Jing Shuhu frowned and almost couldn't hold back his anger: "Outsiders are not allowed to enter the sect's forbidden area!"

"Can't you be accommodating?"

Wan Chuan asked.

"This is absolutely impossible!"

Glancing at Qiao Tianhe from the corner of his eye, Jing Shuhu flatly refused.

Although he didn't believe in the Seven Star Palace's statement that "if you have good talent, you can get the Black Whale Hammer to recognize its owner", and he wasn't even sure if the Black Whale Hammer was underground, but he couldn't take any chances.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst.

"Um"

Wan Chuan frowned and pondered for a while, then waved his hand and asked Qiao Tianhe to exit the cave.

"When we met a few days ago, I had some things that I couldn't say. Now, I can talk about them."

Glancing at Jing Shuhu, whose face was as sinking as water, Wan Chuan didn't dare to continue stimulating the tiger. There were only three people he feared in the Divine Soldier Valley, and Jing Shuhu was one of them.

"No matter what you say, the sect's rules cannot be exceeded."

Jing Shuhu was already a little impatient. His temper was not that good. If he hadn't been afraid of the Seven Star Palace, he would have hit him with a hammer right now.

Wan Chuan sat on the floor and asked, "When did the Evil God Sect start targeting Zhelong Mansion?"

"Um?"

Jing Shuhu, who didn't want to pay attention to it, was still moved when he heard this. He thought about it and replied: "About four years ago."

More than four years ago, there was a rebellion for the first time in the area under the jurisdiction of Zhilong Mansion, and it was also the first time that traces of the Evil God Cult were discovered.

In the next four years, the situation became more and more intense, with the palace lord being killed, counties rebelling, and even blood sacrifices appearing one after another.

Could it be...

"Five years ago, a major event happened in the place where I, Lei Yin Dao," is located. The details are difficult to reveal, but the Evil God Sect's attack on you is probably related to that major event. "

Wan Chuan considered the words and seemed to have some taboos.

"What's the big deal?"

Jing Shuhu's heart was slightly shaken, but no matter how he asked, Wan Chuan just shook his head.

"I mention this not to blackmail you, but to tell you that my Seven Star Palace, at least my lineage, has no ill intentions towards the Valley of Divine Weapons."

Wan Chuan stood up:

"Well, I don't have to go in. I just need to let my disciple go in and take a look around. How about it?" Jing Shuhu had distracting thoughts in his heart. He was silent for a moment and then nodded:

"He can only go in alone."

"Okay!" Wan Chuan then smiled: "It's better to choose a different day than to hit the sun. How about going now?"

Jing Shuhu immediately regretted his eagerness: "Today is too late, how about a few days later?"

"Yeah, that's fine."

Wan Chuan also realized that he was too hasty, so he quickly gathered his thoughts and nodded with a smile. .·……

Huhu, the night wind blows softly.

In the small courtyard, Li Yuan climbed out of the large vat filled with iron sand. He waited for a while and waited for the pain of his broken bones to dissipate. Then he hurriedly scrubbed and went out.

The night is dark and there is no moon in the sky.

Li Yuan unloaded a awning boat from the shore, looked around, then propped it up and sailed down the river.

When he was still a few hundred meters away from the entrance, Li Yuan plunged into the water, groped his way into the tunnel, and came to the temporary gathering place of Zhaixinglou again.

The cave was very deserted. Li Yuan looked around and found the old snake stationed here. Wang Wenyuan mentioned this person at the end of his letter.

"The core killer."

Taking out a letter from his pocket, the snake-faced old man glanced at Li Yuan as if sighing, and then slowly returned to the house. Li Yuan went to the cave restaurant yesterday.

The restaurant was also deserted, with only a few masked killers scattered far apart from each other, and no one spoke.

Li Yuan ordered a pot of monkey wine and found a corner to sit down.

"Five years ago, a major event happened in Leiyindao that shocked the world."

After opening the letter raft, the first line came into view: "In the East China Sea, a turtle with a negative palace fell from the sky and landed on the shore of the East China Sea."

The turtle in the negative palace?

Li Yuan was startled for a moment, and then became horrified. This turtle in the negative palace is not a name...

According to what the letter said, that turtle was carrying a dozen palaces in a row! How big is this?

Li Yuan was a little confused. The red dragon fish king under the cold pool was already a giant. How big was this turtle?

…

In the crashed palace, there was mention of the Divine Weapon of Destiny... The leader of the evil god used the turtle's armor to divine something, and seemed to figure out something. The letter was intermittent, and Li Yuan saw the alteration. From the words, he seemed to be able to feel the king Ask far away fear.

"Isn't it because you calculated that the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer is in the Divine Weapon Valley?" Li Yuan's heart suddenly thought, and he thought it was unlikely.

If divination had calculated the location of the Black Whale Hammer, it would be impossible for the Evil God Cult to have only one branch to take action.

"The mysterious weapons of destiny cannot be seen without destiny. Many people, including me, consider this destiny to be a talent." Wang Wenyuan said in the letter:

"I have average talent and poor luck, but I heard that you have dragon-shaped bones and are not bad at talent. Maybe you can give it a try." "If you don't have a chance, don't force it...

The handwriting on the letter ended here, but Li Yuan understood what he meant.

"Someone is eyeing the Valley of Divine Weapons, maybe it's more than just a force. Does Old Man Wang mean to leave quickly without a chance?"

Putting away the letter raft, Li Yuan looked solemn.

Wang Wenyuan didn't reveal much, but it was obvious that he was not optimistic about the Valley of Divine Weapons.

"What if it's fate?"

Li Yuan thought to himself.

According to Wang Wenyuan, Tianyun Xuanbing cannot be seen without a chance, but he saw it...

"call!"

After sitting for a while and finishing the monkey wine, Li Yuan stood up and left quickly.

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