Taoist master wants to ascend

"Bait? How can I help?"

Li Yuan was slightly startled, thinking of Liang Ashui's bait. Could it be that the old man also discovered it?

But when he saw him smiling without saying a word and staring directly at him, he realized that this old man was going to use him as bait!

"I……"

Li Yuan subconsciously wanted to refuse, but after the words circulated around his mouth, he changed:

"It's not impossible..."

"oh?"

Jing Shuhu narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had found a lot of excuses along the way, such as, 'Every master has to go through hardships and ups and downs.

But now it seems that it is no longer needed?

"You have to pay more!"

Li Yuan was very quick-thinking. Jing Shuhu had already found the bamboo forest, so he must have discussed it with Lei Jingchuan.

It's not easy to refuse an estimate, so it's better to take the opportunity to ask for some benefits.

"Ahem~"

Jing Shuhu almost choked on his saliva and glared at him angrily, but did not refuse:

"What do you want?"

"God... ahem, inner armor, heavy armor, bows and arrows, well, the lowest is a top-grade famous weapon."

The lion of Li Yuan opened his mouth.

"Get out!"

Jing Shuhu almost laughed out of anger, but after thinking about it, he agreed: "Just one thing, not more!"

Really?

Seeing his bluntness, Li Yuan secretly muttered: "No, you'd better tell me what kind of fish you plan to catch first!"

"There is a letter from a secret agent. Someone from Sanyuanwu has sneaked into Zhelongfu City. It is suspected that there are elders and true disciples leading the team."

Jing Shuhu didn’t hide anything: “This group of people must be pulled out before the Sanyuanwu army arrives!”

After a slight pause, he added: "Perhaps, there are still remnants of the Evil God Sect and Qianjun Cave."

"ah?"

Li Yuan was a little stunned and said suspiciously: "Are you sure that I can lure these people out?"

"You underestimate yourself too much."

Jing Shuhu took another sip of wine and looked at him with a half-smile:

"Dragon-shaped root bone, a wizard of weapon casting, and a disciple of Han Chuijun. With all these names combined, which spy wouldn't want to kill you?"

"this……"

Li Yuan thought of the rising reward on the stone tablet at the base of Zhaixing Tower, and he couldn't help but feel a little hesitant.

He rarely goes down the mountain, and he really doesn't know how famous he is outside.

But listening to this, it seems very small?

Jing Shuhu put away the wine gourd and said:

"I can give you a piece of high-quality inner armor for self-defense. If you put on the one you wore before, even a master of meridians will not be able to kill him in one hit."

Before he came, he had prepared his inner armor.

"this……"

Li Yuan thought for a while: "Disciple, I think one piece of inner armor is enough. How about changing to a different bow?"

Qiu Changying's soul-chasing arrows left a deep impression on him, and he had been collecting bows and arrows these days.

However, most of the Qiu family disciples in Lichen Hall followed Qiu Zhengxiong to Dechang Mansion, and he only got two weapons in total, which was not enough for the entire army.

"You have a big appetite for a top-grade longbow."

Jing Shuhu frowned. Even he had to make up for every weapon he took from the Shenbing Pavilion.

A top-grade bow is not easy to shoot, and it often takes several years...

"Well, how about changing the sword?"

Jing Shuhu still felt a little sore, but when he saw Li Yuan lowering his head to eat the leg of lamb again, he had no choice but to agree:

"I can give it to you, but you will have to make two more for me later, and three more high-grade weapons. Well, you don't have to provide the materials!"

"this……"

Li Yuan frowned and put forward a condition: "Then, you have to give me two ounces of fine gold..."

"You still want fine gold?"

Jing Shuhu's face darkened: "Let's wait until you have perfected your weapon-making skills. Return the fine gold. Do you think this thing is easy to do?"

"Then, one or two?"

Li Yuan took a step back.

Fine gold is a rare material that can only be used to build magic weapons. At least one tael can be extracted from at least three thousand taels of gold. Not only is it precious, but the extraction process is also very cumbersome and troublesome.

He inquired many times and found out that all the fine gold in the Weapon-casting Valley was passing through Uncle Hu's hands.

"One or two, well, let's talk about it when we get back."

Jing Shuhu thought for a while: "If this trip goes well, I can give you one or two when I come back, but you have to buy it..."

"good!"

Li Yuan jumped up and grasped it with his greasy hands:

"make a deal!"

"roll!"

Jing Shuhu waved his sleeves and swung away from this philistine boy, his eyes filled with disgust:

"Get ready. When you go down the mountain early tomorrow morning, I will follow you in the dark..."

…

…

[Hundred Years Ox Bow (Level 5)]

[The lifespan of an ox is twenty, and the lifespan of a spiritual ox is two hundred... The master craftsman took the sinews of a hundred-year-old ox, soaked them in a secret medicinal soup for ten years, and mixed them with all kinds of gold and iron. The spirit has been born...]

[Conditions for control: extremely powerful, ox-shaped, perfect arrow technique]

[Control effect: Level 5 (light yellow): Archery talent, tendon of the spiritual ox

Level 4 (green): eyes like a torch, shooting rocks and drinking feathers]

What a bow!

On the awning boat, Li Yuan reluctantly looked away. The bow was very good, but the old man was very cunning.

Jing Shuhu came to the door early in the morning with a bow, but he carried it on his back. If he couldn't catch any fish, the bow would be useless to him.

It's true that he is a cunning person.

"There are a lot of good things in the Divine Weapon Pavilion. We can even take out top-grade famous weapons. Do you have any top-grade famous weapons?"

Li Yuan thought to himself that he had never entered the Shenbing Pavilion or the secret building so far.

"Brother Li, why did you suddenly want to go down the mountain?"

It was Liang Ashui who was holding the boat. After he was far away from the river bank, he said, "Isn't it inappropriate to go down the mountain at this time?"

During this period of getting along, buying fish and becoming 'fishing friends', the two of them no longer had the awkwardness they had before.

"Before early spring, all the business in the city must be inventoried. We can't do it without going down the mountain."

Li Yuan prepared an excuse.

"You can't control some business, you..."

Liang Ah Shui shook his head and suddenly realized when he saw the two ships following him.

He was acting on his own behalf, forgetting that there are 'protectors' in the True Tradition Travel...

"The Sanyuanwu army is approaching, and the city is heavily guarded, so there won't be any danger."

Li Yuan changed the subject and asked about the red arowana.

"It's not easy to fish."

Liang Asui couldn't help but sigh: "I have never seen such a difficult fish to catch in my life. It should be easier to catch when the weather gets warmer, right?"

In half a year, Liang Ashui also became famous on the inner island. Although he caught few red dragon fish, he caught more than 25 other kinds of spiritual fish.

This is not counting what he ate himself.

"Brother Liang, remember to keep it for me if you catch it."

"That's natural."

Liang Ashui nodded.

Some time ago, he was almost tricked by some old disciples of the inner sect. After that, the first person Youyu considered was Li Yuan.

After a few words of conversation between the two, Li Yuan had already reached the other side, followed by Yu and Jin from a distance.

After Liang Ashui looked at it from a distance, he turned back to the boat with a sad heart. The treatment of the true disciples was beyond imagination.

He inquired and found out that the old soldiers raised in the valley were at least shape-shifting warriors!

"Fishing is also a technical job!"

After getting on the carriage, Li Yuan muttered in his heart that the time was wrong.

Before the Sanyuanwu army was approaching and the city was under martial law, he, a true genius who usually stayed at home, suddenly appeared. Everyone had to be suspicious.

"They are well hidden and cannot be discovered by the Supervisory Hall, but as long as we can meet them face to face, everything will be easy."

Li Yuan naturally had some confidence in taking on this job.

The fifth-level weapon weapon can sense the light of weapons within twenty meters. Although the city is large, as long as he is patient, he can dig them out even if they are hidden underground.

After all, Sanyuanwu's sickle skills are very special.

"However, before that, we can have a good time wandering around."

Lying on the carriage, Li Yuan took out a book and read it slowly, already having an idea in his mind.

He didn't go down the mountain before. Firstly, he was obsessed with practicing martial arts and blacksmithing. Secondly, he was really afraid of being assassinated.

But now, with a master of Tongmai Dacheng personally protecting him, what is he still afraid of?

He had to go up and down the Temple of the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva and the Temple of the Remnant God!

…

Li Yuan's carriage was more than a hundred feet away, and Jing Shuhu followed him unhurriedly. He followed the carriage with brisk steps, rising and falling together.

Several disciples from the Supervisory Hall were having a hard time, following quickly and reporting intelligence at the same time.

"According to the information from the spy, those lurking this time should be Xiao Zongyuan, the elder of Sanyuanwu, and his disciple Bayunhe..."

"A few months ago, before the Valley Master took action, 'Guan Tianhao' from Qianjun Cave had disappeared. It is suspected that he also came to Zhelong Mansion, but I don't know if he is in the city."

"The remnants of the Evil God Sect should have been eliminated, but since Su Wanxiong is not dead, he may not be able to sneak back..."

"Young Valley Master has passed through Yunjing County and should be able to return to Hidden Dragon in more than half a month at most."

…

Several disciples from the Supervisory Hall reported various information in a deep voice.

Not only Zhelong Mansion, there is also very detailed information about the current situation of several major sects.

Jing Shuhu suddenly asked:

"What about Han Chuijun?"

"ah?"

The disciples were slightly startled, but the leading disciple answered respectfully, with admiration:

"It is said that Elder Han is not in Dechang Mansion, but leads the two true disciples of Hammer Soldier Hall to Geyun Mansion to contain Lixue Mountain..."

"This old guy."

Jing Shuhu paused, then quickened his pace, leaving only a cold snort.

"You think you can wear the Red Flame Spirit Dragon Armor whenever you want? Are you afraid of dying in Geyun Mansion? Well, it would be better if you died."

Several disciples from the Supervisory Hall looked at each other and quickly followed.

…

…

Huhu~

Thousands of miles away, at the foot of the mountain across the clouds, the Pingjiang Grand Canal is majestic, running eastward through the wind and snow.

Two boats went down the river.

Eighty thousand people squatted on a small boat, waving their big palms against the water to speed up the boat.

However, even so, it could not keep up with the awning boat in front.

"Eighty thousand!"

Suddenly, Han Chuijun, who was sitting cross-legged on the awning boat, spoke in a low voice that even the wind and snow could not disperse.

"The disciple is here!"

Eighty Wan stood up suddenly, and the boat was almost stepped under the water by him.

"Go back to your clan!"

Han Chuijun glanced at him: "Your figure is too eye-catching, and it will be too easy for others to spot you with you."

"Can anyone recognize me here?"

Eighty thousand glares, he has disguised himself very well.

"..."

Fang Baoluo almost laughed out loud.

"Your junior brother is alone in the mountain, so he is a little worried as a teacher."

Han Chuijun held a letter with a subtle look in his eyes: "When you go back, keep an eye on Shi Hong."

"ah?"

Bawanyi was stunned: "Does Shi Hong dare to attack my junior brother?"

“It didn’t happen before, and it may not happen in the future.”

Han Chuijun's eyes flickered.

Using himself to save others, he felt that Shi Hong would not only attack Li Yuan, but might even target Hammer Soldier Hall.

If he wasn't far away and had important matters at hand, he would immediately kill the kid to avoid future troubles.

"Varied?"

Fang Baoluo was slightly startled, and subconsciously looked at the letter: "Master, this letter?"

"The letter is very good, and your junior brother is also very good."

Han Chuijun threw the letter to him: "I have underestimated his talent as a master craftsman..."

Those who practice hammering may not necessarily know how to forge weapons. The latter is much more troublesome than the former. He also studied the art of weapon forging back then, but he couldn't compare to Jing Shuhu, so he had no choice but to give up.

"The capital of a divine craftsman?!"

Fang Baoluo's expression was shocked, and the eighty-man people on the boat behind him also stared wide-eyed: "What kind of master craftsman? Junior brother?!"

For the disciples of the Divine Weapon Valley, the weight of the word "Master Craftsman" is as heavy as a mountain.

"If the junior brother has the talent of a master craftsman, then Shi Hong shouldn't take action against the junior brother, right?"

Fang Baoluo was shocked and stumbled when he spoke: "He, he is the young master, the young valley master..."

"What did I teach you?"

Han Chuijun glanced at him coldly, and Fang Baoluo immediately lowered his head: "When you encounter it, eliminate the worst possibility before you encounter it! But, but..."

"Remember my words, always strike first for anything! Don't wait to be killed before you think about fighting back!"

Han Chuijun glanced at 80,000 who nodded repeatedly:

"After returning, go to Zhubing Valley to find Jing Shuhu. He knows what to do!"

"Slow, slow..."

Fang Baoluo felt his heart pounding: "Master, master, you don't want to kill Shi Hong, right? Valley Master..."

"It's just a precaution."

Han Chuijun stuffed the letter into his sleeve and said calmly: "So what if I kill him? The worst I can do is give him a young valley master with better talent and understanding!"

"this……"

"good!"

Fang Baoluo felt a little numb, and Bao Wan was already cheering loudly, regardless of the former's wild wink.

"Disciple believes that this matter needs to be considered in the long term. It is impossible for Shi Hong to be so unwise. Disciple..."

Staring at Baowan fiercely, Fang Baoluo felt extremely tired. He always felt that he was out of place among his master and brothers.

Even if you have the qualifications to be a master craftsman, so what, you haven’t become a master craftsman yet!

Can this shake Shi Hong's position as Young Valley Master?

He had heard that Shi Hong had passed on the Five Colors and Five Soldiers Spiritual Deficiency Qi, and he was almost certain to be the next Valley Master.

"You still don't understand the importance of a divine craftsman, even if it's just possible to become a divine craftsman..."

Han Chuijun stood up slowly, looking at the huge ships emerging one after another downstream, and said in a calm tone:

"Aren't you asking why we dare to destroy Qianjun Cave, and why we dare to come to Liexue Mountain alone as a master?"

"I'm telling you now!"

"Um?!"

Fang Baoluo was shocked when he saw his master step forward and land on the surging river.

Then, there was actual fire on his body? !

"this?!"

Not only Fang Baoluo, but also Baowan, who was holding a heavy hammer and looking like a formidable enemy, couldn't help but look over with horrified eyes.

"Fourteen hundred years ago, when the Patriarch traveled around the world and passed through the Shenbing Mountain, he saw red flames rising into the sky under the cold pond..."

"A dragon fish soared into the sky in the night. It was a hundred feet long, like a dragon or a dragon. Its roar shook the sky, and its whole body was filled with fire..."

Boom!

When Han Chuijun spoke, both Fang Baoluo and Fang Baoluo heard the sound of their joints rubbing together.

But on his master's open arms, under the firelight, there were patches of scales the size of a palm emerging!

The scales were like dragon scales, growing out of his body at a speed visible to the naked eye, covering his whole body!

call!

The weak firelight suddenly became brighter, as if a real flame was burning from his body.

"Ancestor, kill this fish king, draw its blood into medicine, cut its flesh into elixirs, take its sinews into bows, and turn its inner elixirs into beads..."

Han Chuijun shook his neck, enduring the pain of being burned by the flames. There seemed to be beards and horns growing out of his head, like a dragon's head:

"Peel its skin and turn it into armor, which is what I wear, the Red Flame Dragon Armor!"