Taoist master wants to ascend

Huhu

The night wind blew slowly across the river, causing slight ripples.

“The true benefits of the Pingjiang Grand Canal lie in the future!”

The moon was bright, and Yu Xuanji was leaning on the railing on a merchant ship. In the night, merchant ships could also be seen going down the river.

The Pingjiang Grand Canal directly runs through two six prefectures and twenty-one prefectures, and radiates to even more prefectures.

The waterway is like the lifeblood, connecting all the state capitals. It can be said that the Universiade Dynasty unified nineteen states for more than a thousand years, and it has a great relationship with this Grand Canal.

Before the Universiade, no other dynasty could unify the nineteen states for such a long time.

"I heard that when this river was excavated, all the land gods took action?"

On the deck, Yu Xuanfeng slowly closed his fists, sweat rising all over his body.

"Except for the Grand Ancestor of Great Luck, no one can drive those great masters to dig the river."

Yu Xuanji nodded, feeling a little emotional.

Rivers have changed, mountains have been moved, and the magnificent Pingjiang Grand Canal also illustrates the great strength of the country during the Universiade.

The person who has successfully refined the marrow and gathered the yin and yang can be called a master. This person is already the pinnacle of a state, a big shot who controls the livelihood of tens of millions of people.

Let alone the great master?

In the past dynasties, the Grand Master was also a figure who could be called a land god, a giant who was the founder of each sect.

Except for the four hundred years when Taizu Taiyun was around, who could have driven it?

"It's really pitiful to be the same generation as the Grand Ancestor of Great Luck. The founders of various families are such figures, but they actually want to dig rivers."

Yu Xuanfeng shook his head. He had no desire for this. He wiped the sweat from his body:

"Sister, who is Wang Wenyuan? How can he persuade my uncle? Isn't my uncle really planning to accept a disciple?"

Long Xixiang was one of the few people in the Longhu Temple who had the best foundation, the best understanding, and the highest martial arts skills in the three hundred years of Longhu Temple, except for the founder Long Yingchan.

The last time he accepted a disciple was decades ago. The next time he accepted a disciple, he would be a disciple of the Mantle.

Once you accept a disciple, it will definitely shock the world.

"Wang Wenyuan must be a pseudonym. No expert in the world has this person's name, but the letter said that he traveled to the imperial capital with his great uncle. Then, this person is really no small matter..."

Yu Xuanji's eyes flashed.

She remembered that her great-uncle had been seriously injured when he broke into the imperial capital. Even though the ancestor took action, he still did not recover for decades.

The injury was so serious that even his magical power and rejuvenation could not completely eliminate it.

"As for whether my uncle will accept disciples, we can't speculate? However, after the news spread, it is said that many senior brothers in the sect were alarmed and left seclusion."

Walking on the deck to enjoy the night view, Yu Xuanji looked a little subtle: "Maybe someone is already on the way here."

"this……"

Yu Xuanfeng was a little suspicious: "Sister, could it be you who spread the news?"

"How could I do such a thing?"

Yu Xuanji glared at his stupid younger brother: "It's about my uncle, the only ones in the family who dare to leak it are those..."

"Those guys."

Yu Xuanfeng suddenly became excited: "Are those people still talking about the mantle of their great uncle?"

"Master-uncle is only one step away from being a land god. If he hadn't been rejuvenated, he might have already become one. Who would be willing to give up his legacy if given the chance?"

Yu Xuanji glanced at the swaying Yu Xuanfeng and warned:

"Don't think nonsense, you are not qualified..."

"The mantle of Zen Master Fulong."

Yu Xuanfeng looked yearning, but also a little dissatisfied: "I don't have the qualifications, but they do, but my uncle still doesn't pass it on to them!"

Those true disciples are all extremely talented people, but for his great uncle, that may not be the case.

His master-uncle had unparalleled bones and was born in the shape of thirteen spiritual dragons. He was extremely talented. He was only fifty years old, but he had already transformed into hundreds of shapes. It took twenty years for the yin and yang to connect and become a master.

If he hadn't been injured, he would have been a land god.

In the eyes of such people, there may be no difference between him and those true brothers.

"Don't even think about things you shouldn't covet."

Yu Xuanji frowned slightly and changed the subject: "Has the information about Yunshu Tower been sent?"

"not yet."

Yu Xuanfeng took out a letter from his pocket: "The senior brother from the inspection hall sent a letter about Li Yuan."

"Why didn't you give it to me earlier?"

Yu Xuanji snatched the letter.

"Li Yuan, who was born in Xiaopo, Gaoliu County, should have a small eight-shaped dragon-shaped root bone. After the white ape cloak hammer was completed, the root bone was changed into a dragon-shaped root bone..."

"He is quite talented in the art of blacksmithing, and is highly regarded by the elders of the Forging Valley, Jing Shuhu and Lei Jingchuan..."

"Less than a year after I started, I have already become a strong person. Under Lei Jingchuan's guidance, I can create top-grade famous weapons..."

After reading the letter, Yu Xuanji raised his eyebrows slightly: "A hammering genius?"

"With good foundation and good understanding, I am qualified to enter the temple, but I am not qualified to inherit the mantle of my great uncle."

Yu Xuanfeng had already read the letter:

"The letter did not mention Wang Wenyuan, which shows that this person is well hidden. I wonder if Yun Shulou knows the information about this person."

"If you are a beginner in martial arts, you can perfect the White Ape Cloak to perfection within a year. This person's understanding is better than yours."

Yu Xuanji thought about it for a while, then looked up and saw an eagle flying through the sky.

"Information from Yunshu Tower is here!"

Yu Xuanfeng moved his feet and grabbed the eagle in his hand. He took off the letter. Before he could read it, Yu Xuanji snatched it away.

"Don't grab it, I haven't read it yet!"

Yu Xuanfeng stamped his feet, but he couldn't win over his elder sister. He had to wait for her to read it before accepting the letter.

"Is it so different from the information from the Inspection Hall? As a true successor of the Divine Weapon Valley, this person has so little information?"

Yu Xuanfeng muttered.

"This person has only been a member of the Divine Weapon Valley for two years, so it's normal for him to have less information."

Yu Xuanji frowned:

"Dechang Mansion?"

"Well, according to Yun Shulou's information, this person should follow his senior brother across Fajiu Mountain and go straight to Dechang Mansion."

Yu Xuanfeng nodded: "After the news came out that my uncle intended to recruit disciples, those forces were not sure whether it was true or not, and they did not dare to pursue him again..."

"Um?"

Suddenly, Yu Xuanji seemed to realize something. He flicked his sleeves and threw a letter on the ground.

"Is this the letter from my great uncle?"

Yu Xuanfeng's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously took a few steps back, only to see a pure white light rising from the letter.

"Zhen Gang from across the sky!"

Yu Xuanji looked horrified.

That pure white light rolled on the spot, and limbs and torso were visible to the naked eye.