Taoist master wants to ascend

At the pavilion outside the mountain, Long Xixiang watched Li Yuan enter the mountain, and was quite curious about what he would gain from his trip.

"The outer armor is first, the inner armor is second, the hammer soldiers are third...

Long Xixiang yawned subconsciously. He had not slept for many days. He was really sleepy, but after adjusting his breathing slightly, he became energetic again.

"Uncle Master!"

At this time, a burly, rugged man came quickly, with several disciples behind him carrying tea, wine, and various dried fruit snacks.

After looking at the sad man, Long Xixiang touched his chin:

"Who are you?"

"...I am the green pine, the mountain is green pine."

The man gave a wry smile and introduced his hand: "My master Cang Xianzhi, my disciple is now guarding the Shenbing Hall. Do you still remember me?"

"oh."

Long Xixiang nodded and remembered something:

"Qingsong, I remember that you had a blood transfusion forty years ago?"

*...The disciple is ashamed. "

Shan Qingsong was a little embarrassed, turned around and took the tray, pouring tea for Long Xixiang:

"In the past forty years, we have been diligent, but we are still stuck in the last step of integrating body and spirit, which makes my uncle laugh."

"It's just a little closer."

Long Xixiang is holding a tea cup. The integration of body and spirit is the last step to understand Yin and Yang, and it is also the most dangerous step. If there is a slight mistake, the energy and blood will be mourned at the least, and death on the spot at worst.

But among the more than 100,000 disciples of Longhu Temple, there are really very few who can reach this stage.

Even fewer dare to take this final step.

"At this point, we have been gone for almost twenty years. Maybe it is because we are old and timid, and gradually we don't dare to leave."

Shan Qingsong sighed, not wanting to mention this sad thing, so he changed the subject:

"Uncle, you didn't even inform me in advance when you came. I also want to meet our little junior brother."

"It's not too late to meet him when he comes out."

Long Xixiang was sipping tea, and then he remembered something: "How many magic soldiers have increased or decreased in the mountains over the years?"

"this......"

Shan Qingsong scratched his head and looked back at the two serving disciples:

"Uncle Master is asking you something!"

"this......"

The two disciples had grimaces on their faces. One of them quickly made a confession, turned around and left. Not long after, an old man with a sad face was dragged over.

"Return to my uncle."

The old man looked old, but he was actually very old. He bowed his hands in fear, and after hearing the question, he answered:

"In the past forty years, there have been four fewer divine soldiers in the mountain. The last one was taken away by Junior Brother Long, which was the black jade unicorn armor. Seven more were added, and the latest one was the flesh and blood Four Vajra Dharma Armor...

He treasures the magic weapons in the mountains very much, and is in charge of the movement of the magic weapons in and out of the treasury:

"Currently, there are twenty-three divine soldiers in the mountain, sixteen superior divine soldiers, four top-grade divine soldiers, and twenty-three remnant soldiers. Among them, 90% are weapons and 10% are armor...

"Um?"

Long Xixiang frowned slightly, and the old man shuddered subconsciously and almost knelt down. Only then did he realize that this great uncle was not targeting him, but looking at the person not far away.

"Junior Brother Xin?"

Shan Qingsong also saw the person coming, and couldn't help but frown: "What day is it today? Four of the six true traditions of the sect are here."

"Uncle, Senior Brother Shan."

Xin Wenhua bowed his hands in greeting, sat down calmly, and poured himself a cup of tea:

"I heard someone said that Junior Brother Li has come to the Divine Weapon Hall, and I stopped by to take a look at the other senior brothers."

He smiled without saying anything, and Shan Qingsong also came to his senses:

"It's no wonder. If we had met people like Junior Brother Long and Junior Brother Li back then, we would have had to use up all our shares before the sect's assessment."

There are only six true heirs in the Longhu Clan generation, and if one person comes up, another must come down. After Li Yuan ascended to the second position of Longhu, the other true heirs naturally couldn't sit still.

"I met two of them at once, so what can I do?"

Xin Wenhua sipped the tea carefully and found it very bitter. He had been called the second child for ten years and suddenly became the third child. He was somewhat uncomfortable adapting.

Of course, those who had a harder time adapting than him were Shan Hong and Lin Fangchui.

Because the true inheritance assessment is conducted in the Dragon and Tiger Tower...

"Dragons have their own ways, rats have their own ways. It's not a bad thing if each one goes his own way."

Shan Qingsong smiled and asked:

"Junior brother Xin, why don't you go and give it a try?"

"If it doesn't work twice, it won't work a few more times."

Xin Wenhua sighed, there was no warrior in the world who didn't yearn for the divine weapon, but this was something beyond human control.

His master's unparalleled talents are the fifth person on the list of heroes in the world, but he has not been recognized by the magic weapon as his master?

"There are always exceptions."

Shan Qingsong raised his left hand, and the blue-black dragon-scaled fingers were attached to the five fingers, exuding a cold luster:

"We thought it was impossible at the time, but we didn't expect to find one later. Look at the color and brilliance, it's really beautiful...

"..."

Xin Wenhua's eyes twitched, and he was shocked to realize that this old bastard had gone around in such a big circle just to show off his magic weapon.

The two chatted happily, but Long Xixiang did not participate. He only took a sip of tea from time to time, and when he wanted to be lost in thought, he would look at the mountains and forests.

"Junior Brother Li, I guess it will be late at night when you come out. Why don't you go to our place for a drink first?"

After drinking up several pots of tea, Shan Qingsong opened his mouth to ask.

"Qingsong, if I remember correctly, the magic weapon will take the initiative to shine when it recognizes its master?"

"ah?"

The mountains and green pine trees were startled, how could you ever forget this?

He was about to answer when he heard a "swish" sound and Xin Wenhua jumped up. He followed the sound and saw a faint silver light among the mountains and forests.

"Is there a magic weapon who recognizes his master?"

Xin Wenhua was envious and shocked. It would be fine if it was Li Yuan, but if it were several others...

At this thought, Xin Wenhua couldn't sit still anymore. He jumped up and rushed towards the forest: "Brother Shan, register for me."

.....

Shenbing Hall is one of the three halls in Humen, and has the guardian of the divine soldiers.

But the magic weapons were not placed in the attic as expected, but scattered among the mountains and forests.

"The divine weapon is self-obstructed, and it cannot be obtained by those who are not destined to get it."

Lin Fang casually pulled out a long knife stuck in an old tree, weighed it with his hands, and tried to activate it with his true energy, but there was no response.

"No."

Lin Fangzhui sighed. He didn't even know if the sword he wielded was a magic weapon, because there were dozens or hundreds of times more weapons of all grades scattered in the mountains and forests than magic weapons.

If the divine weapon doesn't show up on his own initiative, it will be very difficult for him to find him, let alone identify him.

"laugh!"

Lin Fangchai casually inserted the long sword back into the tree, and quickly walked through the dense forest. Every weapon he saw, whether it was a sword or something else, he would pick it up and play with it.

Although he uses a sword, if there is a divine sword that recognizes its master, he wouldn't mind practicing with a sword instead. For the same reason, a gun can also be used.

But...

From the bottom of the mountain to the top, Lin Fangzhui became more and more disappointed. Fortunately, he passed by Shan Hong on the way, but they also had no gain.

"Fate, what do you mean by fate?"

Lin Fang landed on the top of a mountain and looked around the forest. Suddenly, his eyes focused on the cliff, and a faint brilliance came into his eyes.

Divine weapon!

Lin Fangzhui's heartbeat quickened and he rushed to the edge of the cliff without thinking.

But before they reached the edge, a swish sound was heard, and a figure jumped up from the cliff, holding a long knife with dazzling silver light in his hand.

This light is so dazzling, even more dazzling than the light falling in the mountains and forests.

The knife is two meters long, half-curved like a moon, and has water-like lines all over its body. When shaken gently, it smells like falling moonlight.

This knife fits my Hanyue Swordsmanship very well!'

This thought flashed across Lin Fang's mind, and then he moved his eyes away from the sword and looked at the sword holder illuminated by silver light.

"Li, Li Yuan?!"

Lin Fangzhui felt a knot in his heart. Looking at the young man in Taoist robes in front of him, he subconsciously thought of the violent thunder dragon he saw in the tower, which made him feel a little horrified.

"Senior Brother Lin is here too?"

Li Yuan casually inserted the long sword in the hall into the mountain wall, and the light of the [Silver Moon Sword (Seventh Level)] dimmed instantly.

"Don't......

Lin Fangzhui almost flew to catch the knife. Before the blade was completely submerged into the mountain wall, he had already touched the handle of the knife in his hand, but the silver light had completely dissipated.

He turned over and landed on the ground, forcing his true energy. He felt a pain in the tiger's mouth and the long knife fell to the ground.

"...

Lin Fang was in trouble all over. At that moment, he vaguely sensed Dao Ling's simple and pure...disgust?!

"Senior Brother Lin, try slowly."

Abandoning the sword casually, Li Yuan did not stop. He looked around. In Lin Fang's eyes, he just looked for a random direction, but there was a flash of brilliance rising again.

"?!!"

Lin Fangzhui's pupils shrank violently, and he just walked over from the other side.

[Yuan Yun Sword (seventh level)]

Li Yuan drew his sword and shook it lightly. This was the ninth magic weapon he had discovered since he entered the mountain.

Zheng~

Hearing the sound of the sword ringing as clear as a dragon, Lin Fangzhui knew that it was an excellent sword, probably one of the best quality among the magic weapons.

But Li Yuan just weighed it and inserted it back into place.

Hearing the whimpering sword cry, Lin Fangzhui felt like he was going to be broken.

"You, you don't want it?"

Lin Fang chased subconsciously for two steps, then quickly stepped back, looking at Li Yuan as if he had seen a ghost.

"Look again."

Li Yuan kept walking. This mountain forest was very large and the terrain was quite complicated. He had no time to waste.

When he came to Baoshan, if he couldn't find a good place to go out, he would probably beat his chest.

"you......

After Li Yuan was far away, Lin Fangzhui walked towards the sword. This time, the sword didn't even bite back, and he held it like a piece of scrap metal.

If they hadn't seen this sword blooming with divine light, no one would be able to tell that it was a divine sword.

Buzz~

After letting go of his hand, Lin Fangzhui, who was in a complicated mood, saw another ray of light rising from the forest in the distance, right in the direction Li Yuan was going, before he could recover.

call!

The strong wind howled, and another figure jumped up from the cliff.

Before Shan Hong landed, he saw Lin Fangchui, who was even more lost than when he broke into the Dragon and Tiger Tower:

"Junior Brother Lin, was that you just now?"

"...

Lin Fangchai's face twitched, and he couldn't describe his mood, especially when another ray of light rose from a distance.

"Another one?"

Shan Hong was startled, and quickly chased after Lin Fang without caring about the lost soul.

"Choose the master of the divine weapon. If you are destined to get it...it is obviously based on talent!"

After a while, Lin Fangzhui came back to his senses. His face was very ugly and he wanted to break the sword. This was too different.

Buzz~

In the distance, there was another light flickering.

Lin Fang was a little numb when chasing, but he still gritted his teeth and chased after him. At least these lights pointed out the location of the magic weapon.

Although confidence has plummeted, what if?

"How is it possible, how is it possible...

When Lin Fangzhui quickly caught up to a forest, he caught a glimpse of Shan Hong, who was holding a sword and muttering to himself with a look of despair on his face.

"Senior Brother Shan?"

Lin Fangzhui stopped and suddenly felt much better.

Under his gentle drink, Shan Hong came back to his senses.

"Root bone."

"talent!"

The two looked at each other, and both felt that the other's face was scary and ugly.

Buzz~

When there was light again in the distance, the expressions of the two people who were a little numb actually improved a lot.

"When senior brother entered the mountain, was he treated like this?"

Lin Fangzhui couldn't help but ask.

Shan Hong shook his head numbly: "Elder brother entered the mountain alone. No one else saw it, but I'm afraid that's the case."

"A peerless asset."

Looking at the divine light shining in the distance, Lin Fangzhui was jealous and envious, but he couldn't help but feel awe.

Even the sword knows which is more important and which is less important...

"Are you still following?"

After a moment, he looked at Shan Hong, who was breathing a little quickly, but still gritted his teeth:

"and!"

Soon, the two of them followed the guidance of the divine light and saw Wang Lue. This man was obviously shocked, but at this time, he held two swords in each hand.

"They are all magic weapons!"

Wang's face was flushed, even a little excited: "It's all!"

“Those who deny the Lord are like scrap metal.”

The two said this, but still tried to activate the magic weapon-level swords separately.

...

"Baoshan, Baoshan."

Lin Fang was a little nervous chasing the three of them, and Li Yuan was also a little nervous when he was traveling through the mountains and forests. Seeing that there were so many magic weapons in front of him, but he couldn't take them, his mood was no better than the ones behind them.

"I really want to move away!"

Li Yuan squeezed his right hand tightly, and the vibration in his palm was so strong that he had never heard it along the way.

"call!"

Suddenly, Li Yuan stopped and looked at the mountain wall covered with vines not far away. A flash of red light appeared in front of his eyes:

[The Belt of the Mirage (Level 9)]