Taoist master wants to ascend

Lei Yin said, Ziyunzhou, towering mountains.

"Something is wrong.

A goshawk flapped its wings and landed on the hill. Yu Ju jumped off the hawk's back, his eyes suspicious and alert.

"Elder, this...

He turned around and saw Wang Wenyuan standing on the goshawk with his hands behind his back, frowning slightly:

"Go into the secret realm first."

"I'll go explore first.

Yu Ju bowed slightly.

"No need." Wang Wenyuan stepped down and jumped off the cliff, followed by Yuju. The moment they stepped off the cliff, the light and shadow changed, and the two landed and looked up, and the Eight Directions Tower stood on the ground. "Who?!" The moment the two came in, a cold shout came from not far away, and a gray-clothed swordsman with an eagle face and iron face came with a sword. "It's me!" Wang Wenyuan looked up, with a rat mask on his face. "Old Wang?" The swordsman was slightly startled, and bowed slightly after checking the token: "Chi Zhuiyang and Murong Qing took advantage of the elders going down the mountain and suddenly rushed into the Eight Directions Tower. The subordinates are incompetent. ”

”Chi Zhuiyang?”

Wang Wenyuan frowned: “He actually betrayed too?”

”Chi Zhuiyang, the second on the Hero List?”

Yu Ju was shocked. This famous master was actually a member of Zhaixing Tower, and betrayed?

“Several elders have chased into the tower, but...

The gray-clothed swordsman led Wang Wenyuan to the main altar while reporting.

Under the towering Bafang Tower, which was like a sacred mountain, there were various buildings in groups, and outside, there was an endless spiritual field.

“The Tianzi killer?”

In a corner of the spiritual field, Han Chuijun patted the dirt on his body, looked coldly at the rat-faced old man led by the gray-clothed swordsman, and his heart moved slightly.

There are only 108 core killers in Zhaixing Tower, and 36 Tianzi killers, who are the real core of Zhaixing Tower.

But except for a few people, even the Tianzi killers do not know each other’s identity.

In fact, if Chi Zhuiyang and Murong Qing had not rebelled, no one would have known that these two top masters were once the top assassins of Zhaixing Tower, and their rankings were extremely high.

"Who could this person be?"

Han Chuijun narrowed his eyes slightly and walked over.

Under the Eight Directions Tower, dozens of Zhaixing Tower assassins were standing or sitting, all catching their swords.

Wang Wenyuan looked up at the giant tower and could clearly see that the rays of light were rising rapidly from the bottom to the top, reaching a height of more than seventy floors.

"Eight Directions Tower.

Wang Wenyuan looked at the faceless old man who was walking towards him:

"Brother Wumian, I haven't seen you for many years."

"Wang Wenyuan, you are still alive?"

The faceless old man's voice was very cold, and he was in no mood to see his old friend. He pointed at the Eight Directions Tower:

"Chi Zhuiyang and Murong Qing also carry the word Tian. We can't let them wander around the Eight Directions Tower at will. Do you have a way to drive them away?

"You also said that these two people carry the word Tian token. How can we drive them away?"

Wang Wenyuan shook his head:

"Unless the leader and the two vice leaders return at this time, otherwise, someone must climb to the thousandth floor before them to suppress and drive them away. "

"But..."

Wang Wenyuan paused for a moment, and the words were self-evident.

Chi Zhuiyang and the other two were the best in the world, with extremely high martial arts skills, and they also held the Tianzi token. It was hard to imagine how difficult it would be for them to catch up.

"It's not that there is no way.

The faceless old man suddenly spoke: "When the leader left, he asked me to take charge of the Eight Directions Tower. Although I can't drive these two away, I can send them to more than a thousand floors!"

He looked at Wang Wenyuan: "But, are you sure that you can drive these two away or suppress them above a thousand floors?"

"Maybe?"

Wang Wenyuan didn't say anything, but just looked at the Zhaixing Tower-the killers , he was not quite sure who was behind each mask:

"Everyone, is there anyone willing to go with me?"

Silence!

Under the Eight-Directions Tower, all the top killers frowned.

The Eight-Directions Tower, also known as the Endless Tower, is the real foundation of the Star-Picking Tower. It contains good fortune, but also hidden murderous intent.

There are many people present who have passed through this tower, but there are already very few who can enter the hundredth floor. Who dares to go to the thousandth floor?

"This trip, regardless of success or failure, those who dare to go can pass on the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra and be given a Dragon Demon Pill!"

The faceless old man spoke in a deep voice.

At this time, someone walked out of the crowd, raised his head slightly, and looked like a ghost.

"Shura?"

The faceless old man glanced at him, his expression slightly relaxed: "You have to think clearly ,This trip is dangerous, do you really dare to go?"

Han Chui Diao pressed his iron face:

"Why not?"

......

......

On Chungang Peak, the sound of iron forging was continuous.

In front of the forging table, Li Yuan was looking through the blueprint of the 'Top Grade Qiushui Sword'. He had completed all the preparations before forging this top grade famous weapon.

"With my current attainments in weapon forging, it is possible to fail in forging a top grade famous weapon. Once I fail, the value will drop sharply.

Li Yuan said to himself.

Top grade famous weapons are the pinnacle of secular weapons. Even as strong as Longhu Temple, most elders only have weapons of this level.

Li Yuan was looking at the blueprint. There were many people around his forging table, most of whom were disciples of Chungang Peak. They all knew that he was going to forge a top grade famous weapon and came to watch.

Longhu Temple is known as the world's number one Dan Sect, but its weapon forging is not very famous. There are only a few people who can independently forge top grade famous weapons.

"Captain, aren't you going to take a look?"

Deep in the quenching area, Lin Tingfeng was shirtless, his thatched beard trembling. He glanced at Li Yuan in the forging area:

"Forging weapons is not about practicing martial arts. Do you want to build the best weapons without accumulating experience?

After Long Xixiang came out of seclusion, Li Yuan took advantage of the opportunity to join Chun Gang Duo. Naturally, he had no objections, but he was not very optimistic about him either.

It's not that Li Yuan's talent is not good, but that his talent is too good. Can he really be a true master and be able to consistently forge iron soldiers?

He himself didn't quite believe it.

In fact, Li Yuan repaired and built the weapon for free. In his opinion, he was preparing for Jin Zhenzhen.

'This boy is extremely talented and ambitious. He will not stay at Pure Gang Helm for long...

Lin Tingfeng knew it very well, but listening to the discussion behind him, he couldn't help but turn around and saw Li Yuan put away the drawings.

Then, the hammer fell.

Buzz!

The sound of the hammer rang out, and everyone in front of and behind the forging platform retreated. Just hearing the sound of the hammer, they felt numb all over their bodies, as if they had been electrocuted.

"Dragon Tiger Huntian Hammer? This kid is going to be a big boy so fast?!"

Lin Tingfeng's pupils shrank.

He also learned half of the Dragon-Tiger Huntian Hammer, but it took him six or seven years to reach mastery level at that time.

How long has this kid been practicing?

Moreover, this hammering sound...

"This hammering sound?!"

As soon as the hammer fell, Li Yuan's movements froze. His face was a little stunned, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.

He had been hammering for many years and had heard the sound of hammering for many years, but this time he felt something strange.

He sensed the Lingyin Seal. Although there were no words on the wooden seal, he sensed that the sound of the hammer contained a message.

"The sound of a hammer is also a sound?"

Li Yuan's spirit was shaken, and he raised and lowered the hammer. This time, he was highly concentrated, but there was no reaction when listening to the seal.

But he understood the ‘sound’ contained in the sound of the hammer

This sound comes from the forging hammer in his hand, and also from the hammered ‘thousand-year cold iron’!

‘heat, force, reaction, characteristics of iron materials…

Li Yuan's eyes brightened, and the sound of the hammer sounded extremely cordial to him, as if he was whispering something to him.

With the blessing of the Soldier Seal, he has perfected his skills in forging weapons. The only thing that restricts him is the control of the fire and the meaning of every subtle change in the forging of weapons.

This is purely a matter of experience, not talent.

but now.....

"Does this palm sound have this effect? ​​That's right. The rhythm of all things is sound, and the sound of hammers is also sound... If that's what it means?"

"Leiyin, isn't it also a sound?!"

This thought came into his mind, and Li Yuan's heart skipped a beat. He not only thought of the thunderous sounds and shapes of tigers and leopards that had been missing for a long time.

If there is such a divergence.

Aren’t the sounds of wind, rain, and clouds rolling and relaxing also sounds?

Buzz!

Buzz~~

Li Yuan kept moving, immersed in a high-pitched hammer sound, but his thoughts continued to diverge.

Over the years, with the help of his weapon seal script, he can quickly master whether it is in the form of a mortal beast or a spiritual beast, an ancient elephant or a dragon.

The only thing that has not changed is the shape of heaven and earth.

but now......

"If that's the case? The shape of heaven and earth...

With his thoughts diverging to this point, Li Yuan suddenly felt that the usefulness of this palm seal would soon exceed his expectations.

.....

The creation of a top-quality vessel cannot be accomplished overnight. When it was getting dark, Li Yuan sealed the fire, sealed the furnace, and returned with the hammer.

Along the way, he was still immersed in speculation about Zhang Yin Zhuan.

"I can't hear other people's hammering sounds clearly. At present, only the hammering sounds made by myself are the most vivid and clear.

Maybe, how many more levels do you need to advance to?"

Li Yuan thought about it, and he felt that this might be related to the fact that the grade of Zhangyin Seal was too low. After all, it was only the second grade.

only......

"The promotion of Zhangyin Seal Script is not complicated. You just need to keep listening to the sounds. But the second and third levels are fine, but it will be very troublesome after that.

Thinking of this, Li Yuan had a headache again.

The second and third levels of incense are okay, but the fourth and fifth levels are already difficult, and the sixth and seventh levels are even more difficult.

Even if there is, it must be to unite the troops first, and Zhang Bingzhuan is his fundamental plan.

"Incense, incense...

At dusk, the temples in the mountains were lit up, and Li Yuan could sense the light of weapons from time to time.

Any small temple has at least two incense burners.

“The trade-in of the old for the new one still needs to be carried out, but I have to obtain a stable source of incense... The most incense dealers are the imperial court and the evil sect.

Before dark, Li Yuan returned to the yard and cooked a pot of rice for himself with quick hands and feet, still thinking about it in his heart.

"There isn't much spiritual rice left. This still uses Wang Xuanying's share... No wonder gambling is so popular among the inner sects, and everyone is rushing to get the other party's share."

Chewing the rice, the taste is fragrant. Li Yuan is very satisfied without any side dishes.

It tastes better than elixirs, and its medicinal power is softer and more pure. It has no shortcomings except that it is expensive and Shaolingmibo.

"It's a pity that no one wants to bet with me.

Putting down the bowl and chopsticks, Li Yuan took out his listening book. Every time he listened, he would record important things.

He turned over one of the pages, and this was the news he got from the several third-order incense sticks he used yesterday:

"There is a group of sneaky people in Hengshan City who are eyeing the incense collected by the Taoist government...