Taoist master wants to ascend

A little further east from Huntian Peak is the main peak of Longshan Mountain.

The mountain is thousands of feet high, and the mountain road winds like a blue-gray cloth belt. Amidst the clouds and mist, you can see temples and buildings on the mountainside and on the top of the mountain.

This is where the Great Dragon Gate is.

Monk Dou Yue stepped up the mountain. His steps were very slow but his speed was very fast. The ups and downs were tens of feet. It didn't take long for him to reach the back mountain.

In front of the cliff, there is a small stone temple.

When Monk Dou Yue came here, he saw a faint vapor floating in the sky above the temple. With the small temple as the center, there was no snow within a hundred feet, as if it had been evaporated by the scorching sun.

"Master."

In front of the door, Monk Dou Yue bowed slightly. After waiting for a while, a voice came from inside the door:

"Oh, it's Xiaoyue, come in."

The old man became more and more forgetful.

Hearing his master call out his name, Monk Douyue's heart tightened slightly. This was a sign that he was about to forget about himself.

In the courtyard, Long Xixiang pushed open the stone door, and wisps of smoke drifted out from the temple. Through the cracks in the door, one could see many tablets placed on the table.

"Your injury..."

Monk Dou Yue hesitated to speak. In his eyes, Long Xixiang who walked out of the door was much younger than before the retreat, and his immature features looked like those of a child.

"That traitor's martial arts skills are not as good as mine. This is an old wound."

Long Xixiang touched the back of Guang Waliang's head, took out a thick piece of letter paper from his pocket, turned it over as if no one was watching, and murmured from time to time:

"Qin Shixian Assassins the King and Kills the King? Qin Shixian, oh, the current Master of the Star Reaching Building? The most mysterious grandmaster on the God List..."

"King Zhenwu... Wan Zhuliu actually got another piece of heavenly luck mysterious weapon? Or a mysterious tortoise shell? That old guy is so lucky."

"Shen Qisheng surrendered to the imperial court? Qin Shixian is suspected of coming to Hengshan Road? Senior brother led the hall masters down the mountain..."

…

The letter was very thick and Long Xixiang read it very slowly.

Monk Douyue bowed and waited. Listening to him muttering to himself, he couldn't help but feel worried. His forgetfulness was getting bigger and bigger.

"Cang Long's shadow appears? Li Yuan?"

After a while, Long Xixiang raised his head, with some admiration and surprise on his face: "Is this Li Yuan from the outside sect? He can actually attract the shadow of the blue dragon to appear. This is very destined for our Great Dragon Sect!"

"..."

Monk Dou Yue raised his head, the corners of his mouth twitching.

Long Xixiang didn't see it, but the letter made him feel good: "This is your generation's

"Master, the disciple of your generation who attracted the appearance of Canglong Yingying was Junior Brother Longxing Lielong. When he was accepted by the uncle, you also gave him a top-quality weapon. Have you forgotten?"

Monk Dou Yue still couldn't hold back: "Isn't Li Yuan the disciple you transformed into Zhen Gang and went to Huizhou to accept him as a disciple?"

"Yeah?"

Long Xixiang was startled for a moment, then smiled: "I wonder who has such vision, it turns out to be me, um, not bad, very good!"

"..."

Monk Dou Yue silently took out a dossier from his sleeve robe: "This book is listed by my disciples. You'd better take a look at the major and minor events of the past forty or fifty years."

Although I will forget about it after watching it, it is better than not watching it at all.

Monk Dou Yue went to the house to bring a deck chair. Long Xixiang lay down on the chair, slowly turned over the book, and ordered him to find Li Yuan.

"The disciple has sent people to look for him."

Monk Dou Yue waited on him, poured tea and water, and told him the events that had happened in recent years, from big to small, in great detail.

"Um……"

Long Xixiang asked while flipping through the book, sometimes nodding and sometimes frowning.

"Last time, when all the Taoists performed martial arts, which one was the leader?"

Long Xixiang asked, he probably couldn't remember the recent events, but he probably wouldn't forget what happened more than forty years ago.

The various martial arts performances are a grand event among the five great sects. They are held every thirty years to communicate with each other and to mediate the grievances and grievances of the world.

This martial arts performance can be traced back to the earliest

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By two thousand years ago, nearly a thousand years ago, the Universiade Court was added.

"It's Zhong Liran from the Samadhi Cave. Twenty-seven years ago, on the Zuowang Peak on the Yanshan Road, he won the first place with his 'Golden Form of the Sun'. His disciples had not changed their blood back then, so they were no match. "

Monk Dou Yue paused for a moment and then added: "Junior Brother Long was not yet accomplished in martial arts at that time and was no match for him."

"Golden Sun Form? No wonder, this form is no less than senior brother's 'Wind, Tiger, Cloud, Dragon Form'. It's normal that you are not my opponent." "

Long Xixiang closes the file:

"My 'dragon-elephant confluence' is no less than the golden sun pattern. You should be more diligent and you can find the place by yourself in the future." "

"Disciple, please remember this."

Monk Dou Yue opened his mouth, but gave up explaining that he had cultivated the Dragon and Elephant Fusion more than ten years earlier, and that Zhongli Luan had penetrated Yin and Yang and became a Grandmaster.

"Well, you said dragon..."

"Long Xinglie, my uncle's disciple, is a contemporary Taoist disciple. He is walking more steadily than his disciples on the road to success. If he hadn't waited for the various Tao martial arts exercises in three years, he could have tried to unite his body and mind."

"You're no more than sixty years old, but you already have a master's background. Well, you're no older than I was, so being a Taoist is enough."

Long Xixiang nodded and asked about his little disciple who had no impression of him:

"Where's Li Yuan?"

"Junior Brother Li's talent is excellent, but I guess it's still a bit inferior to that of Junior Brother Long. Moreover, he is only twenty..."

Monk Dou Yue put away the file and looked as usual:

"With this gap of nearly forty years, the sect will not be in turmoil due to competition for position. This is a good thing."

"Um."

Long Xixiang quite agreed and ordered:

"Xiaoyue, go inside and take out the secret book of the 'Dragon-Tiger Huntian Hammer'. Li... your junior brother is good at hammering?" "

"Yes, Junior Brother Li was born in the Divine Weapon Valley."

Monk Dou Yue was a little tired. He said similar words three times in this moment, explained it, and walked towards the house.

…

"This incense is so strong!"

Li Yuan walked along the mountain road into Dalongmen, and felt that the incense on the main peak of Longmen was much richer than that in Huntian, and it became even richer as he reached the top of the mountain.

He passed by temples one after another, and from time to time he could sense an incense burner. Starting from the third level, there were many fourth and fifth level incense burners. He found several incense burners at the sixth level.

"Uncle Li, what are you looking at?"

Yu Xuanfeng, who was leading the way, couldn't help but be curious when he saw him looking left and right from time to time. He followed Li Yuan's gaze and scanned left and right, but didn't see anything strange.

"just looking around."

Li Yuan withdrew his gaze and forced himself not to look.

The two quickened their pace, and every moment they arrived outside the small temple on the edge of the cliff. In the courtyard, Long Xixiang's voice came:

"come in."

Yu Xuanfeng watched eagerly. He also wanted to go in, but when he saw Monk Dou Yue's tall, wall-like body through the crack in the door, he immediately shrank back.

"Master, senior brother."

Pushing open the door and entering, Li Yuan made a long bow. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at his cheap master, who had red lips and white teeth and looked younger than himself. He was really surprised.

This is younger than those transformed by true energy. What kind of magical skill is this?

"Li Yuan."

Long Xixiang looked at the young man in front of him and couldn't help but frown slightly.

He is about twenty years old, wearing a close-fitting Taoist robe, a spirit snake belt buckled around his waist, the inner armor of his outer coat, bone rings on both hands, and boots on his feet, all of which are of the highest quality?

"The disciple is here."

Li Yuan sighed. Just by hearing this voice, he knew that this cheap master had forgotten about him again.

However, after entering the courtyard, his mind suddenly became a little wandering, and he resisted not looking at the small temple behind Long Xixiang.

In his peripheral vision, the small temple was blooming with bright golden light, not one but three, and it was filled with the rich aroma of incense.

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The incense is not just a wisp...

"Well, although I am a little forgetful, since you can get the approval of the ancestor, it is enough for you to become my disciple."

Long Xixiang reached out and took out three thick booklets:

"This is the first half of the Dragon-Tiger Huntian Hammer Technique, covering fighting techniques, breathing techniques, pile skills and visualization techniques..."

"Thank you, Master, for teaching me the skills."

Li Yuan took the thick secret book with both hands.

"You can ask your senior brother for the lower part of the Dragon-Tiger Huntian Hammer when you have perfected your hammering skills. If you don't understand anything, well, if you don't mind the trouble, you can ask me."

Long Xixiang yawned. For a moment, he already felt that the person in front of him was a little strange.

"If you don't understand, come to me."

Seeing confusion flash across his face, Monk Douyue hurriedly took over the conversation.

"Well, you can also ask your senior brother."

Long Xixiang stood up, bowed to Li Yuan, and then walked towards the small temple:

"It doesn't matter if you have the apprenticeship banquet, you can postpone it, but Grandmaster, I have to come and pay my respects first!"

"yes!"

Li Yuan followed him into the temple.

The temple is very small, with only a shining golden incense burner, three large purple wood tables, and dozens of tablets placed from high to low.

In front of each tablet, there is a fist-sized incense burner, and oil lamps are lit in the room, illuminating the somewhat blurred murals on the walls.

Li Yuan took a look at it and saw that it was a picture of a monk riding a dragon. He had seen the introduction in the library. It was a picture of Zen Master Longyin's subjugation of the dragon in the past and was painted by his disciples.

"Incense."

Li Yuan followed Long Xixiang's arrangement and offered incense one by one.

"This temple enshrines the tablets of all the ancestors of our Great Dragon Gate over the past two thousand years. According to the rules, we must come every month to burn incense and wipe the tablets."

Long Xixiang introduced them one by one, and soon there were incense in front of all the tablets.

"Disciple, please remember this."

Li Yuan followed suit, but his attention never left Long Xixiang. He was highly concentrated, and at close range, he finally faintly noticed the fluctuations of the health furnace.

After the two of them lit up the incense, a faint smoke fell on the memorial tablet. Then, most of the incense disappeared, leaving only a few wisps attached to the incense burner.

"What the incense is enshrined in is a health-preserving stove!"

Li Yuan had already guessed it, so he was not surprised when he saw it. Thoughts flashed through his mind, but his eyes did not leave the dozens of incense burners, large and small, and his heart beat faster.

The incense in this small temple is much stronger than that in the Huntian Hall, especially the largest one in front of the table. Although it is of sixth grade, there is already a faint golden light shining in the light.

This is the seventh-level incense, and it is not thin. It is enough for him to combine with the seventh-level magic weapon at least three times!

The question is, how to get it?

Is it okay to trade in the old one for the new one?

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