Taoist master wants to ascend

One hundred and thirty miles east of Dechang Mansion is a stretch of mountains. Under the mountains, there is a wide and smooth road leading to the dock and the city.

About a little way up the mountain road, on the mountainside, there are two symmetrical building complexes. There are still traces of the aftermath of the war in many places. Many craftsmen and Shenbing Valley disciples have repaired them here.

A little further ahead is where the inner gate is. On one side is a lake and dense forest, and on the other side is a steep cliff.

Huhu

The cold wind blew across the cliff and dispersed the thick smoke from the forging site.

The clanking sound of iron can be heard from a long distance away.

In the Forging Ground, furnaces are burning brightly. Niu Jun and other former disciples of the Forging Valley are forging iron, carrying iron materials, or repairing weapons. More than a month has passed, and they are on the right track.

boom!

boom!

The heavy hammer rose and fell, and in the smoke, Li Yuan was striking, no matter how hard he exerted himself. Every time the hammer hit, it would bring out large sparks, and the ground seemed to be shaking.

He was concentrating completely, only his arms were rising and falling, his body remained motionless, and he absorbed all the counter-shock force when striking.

This force spreads throughout the body, causing his pores to relax, and spreads along the meridians to the muscles, bones, and even organs and internal organs of the body...

This is the sound of tiger and leopard thunder.

Six handyman disciples were waiting on the side, filling in spiritual charcoal or blowing the bellows.

call!

After a long time, Li Yuan put down the forging hammer, took out the red iron from the furnace, and quenched it.

"The fire is not warm enough. This place cannot compare to the Soldier Forging Valley."

Li Yuan didn't even break a sweat when he fired a high-grade famous sword. He put on his coat and shook his head slightly. If the temperature of the fire hadn't been much different, he would have finished it two days ago.

"The fire is not warm enough, and the quenching process lacks cold water, and many people are not used to it."

It's not just Li Yuan who is suffering, all the disciples of the Forged Weapon Valley have been adapting to this relatively harsh environment during this period.

"There are not many military-making places in the nineteen states in the world that can compare with the Earth Fire Cold Pond..."

Lei Jingchuan leaned on a crutch and gave directions, quite satisfied: "It's easy to master, and it's easy to pick it up. It won't take long before you can independently create the best famous instruments!"

"This disciple's practice in the art of armor and psychic communication is not sufficient yet."

Li Yuan is not humble.

The essence of the art of forging lies in the art of armor and psychic communication, using blood to channel spirits and using Qi to nourish spirits. This is much more difficult than forging and beating.

"You don't have to be too hasty with your armor psychic skills. At your current age, with this achievement, you are already catching up with your ancestor."

Lei Jingchuan's injuries were still not healed and he was low on energy.

"You always overestimate me."

Li Yuan smiled bitterly. Compared with Lao Jingtou's venomous tongue from time to time, Lao Lei really valued him.

"As long as you know what's going on, I won't say anything else."

Looking at the furnace forging hammer with nostalgia, Lei Jingchuan stretched out his hand, and Li Yuan hurriedly helped him up, feeling a sigh in his heart.

Lei Jingchuan and the two were seriously injured. They had used countless pills and hired many famous doctors for a month, but they could barely walk with crutches. This was because they had injured their spine.

"Counting the days, you're leaving soon. Let's go have a few drinks."

Lei Jingchuan smiled: "Now let's practice wine."

"become."

Naturally, Li Yuan would not refuse and helped Lao Lei back to the small courtyard not far away.

In the small courtyard, Jing Shuhu was lying on a rocking chair, lazily basking in the sun. When he saw the two people coming in, he did not raise his head, but just squinted:

"Hey, is this Li Yuan, a disciple of the Longhu inner sect and a disciple of the Grand Master? Is this Li Shaoxia?"

Li Yuan still didn't have enough tolerance for his poisonous tongue. He was speechless for a moment, then smiled and said: "...There is still a jar of Baicao wine. Why don't I come here to honor you?"

"Baicao wine?"

Jing Shuhu opened his eyes and slowly sat up on the chair:

"There's only one jar left?"

"This altar was left secretly by the disciples, otherwise the master would have drunk it."

Outside the yard, Liu Zheng held a

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Jars of Baicao wine were served, while Wang Peiyao was carrying various dishes to go with the wine. The two of them put the drinks and dishes down and bowed to retreat.

"You have to be more economical."

Li Yuan moved the two old men with limited mobility to the table together with their chairs, poured wine for them, and talked about what happened inside and outside Dechang Mansion these days.

"By the way, where is Miss Yu?"

Lei Jingchuan liked spirits, but he also liked the sweetness of Baicao wine and drank several glasses of it.

"Senior Sister Yu has left long ago."

Li Yuan poured wine for the two of them.

On the third day after the battle at Xixiong Mountain, Yu Xuanji came on a dragon horse. He first asked about the causes and consequences of Dharma King Chiyan's appearance, then gave a few instructions and left in a hurry.

Li Yuan naturally knew that she was here for the cheap master.

"Good wine."

Jing Shuhu drank one glass after another, and he even suppressed his inner energy. After a while, he became a little drunk.

He suddenly raised his head: "That Miss Yu has great talent and a good background. She is a good match."

Li Yuan: "..."

"Drink your drink!"

Lei Jingchuan glared at him.

"Drink, drink."

Li Yuan drank a few drinks with him, shaking his head in his heart.

Ever since the news spread that he had entered the Longhu Temple, people came to propose marriage from time to time, ranging from the elders of the inner sect to all the big and small families in the city.

Some people even spend a lot of money and do not want status, just for a night of spring.

After finishing a jar of wine, Jing Shuhu fell asleep soundly.

Lei Jingchuan coughed lightly: "The one from Elder Qiu's house..."

"You always stop."

Li Yuan suddenly felt dizzy.

He was a wild Taoist priest who was not naturalized. Of course he was not afraid of getting married, but he couldn't stand such a good match.

"With all your talent, it would be a waste if you didn't have ten or eight children..."

Lei Jingchuan felt a little sorry, but he didn't say anything. He just mentioned it at the invitation.

"Why don't you give birth to ten or eight children? You're not bad at all."

Li Yuan asked back.

Those who can cultivate to the point of perfecting meridians will not have too bad bones.

"Looking for a fight!"

Lei Jingchuan struck him with his crutch, and Li Yuan hurriedly begged for mercy.

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Hundred-year-old Oxbow Level 5]

After sending the two of them back to the house, Li Yuan immediately saw the treasure bow hanging on the wall. On the table, there was also a letter left by Jing Shuhu and a secret book.

"The soul-chasing arrow is a martial art of the Qiu family that is not taught to anyone but the Qiu family's disciples. Although this 'Arrow Through the Forest Technique' is only average, it has its own unique features..."

On the letter was Jing Shuhu’s handwriting:

"Longhu Temple is a holy place in the martial arts world, but it is also a mixed bag. You must be careful when you go there, and don't panic if something happens... If something goes wrong, take this token and go to the 'Autumn Wind Temple'. It may be of some use."

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