Taoist master wants to ascend

Farewell!

Seeing the six-meter-long Fang Tian Hua Ji, Li Yuan's eyelids twitched and he retreated decisively. He was not in the habit of looking for abuse!

Not to mention that he could control the Black Whale Hammer and the Mirage Dragon Belt. Even if he had both, he would never be able to withstand an eternal grand master.

But he only took one step back when he felt a thunder explode directly in his heart, completely ignoring his violent retreat speed that broke the sound barrier.

boom

When Li Yuan turned around and blocked the way, he felt that the sky had completely collapsed.

"!"

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A hundred swords, this kid has made such rapid progress...

In the drizzle, the little tiger cub shuttled through the shadows. She did not deliberately hide her whereabouts and returned to the main peak of Longmen easily.

From the eaves, she glanced at the small temple opposite with the lights out, and her eyes flickered.

He turned around and returned to the house.

In the corner, the fat mouse was still sleeping soundly, while Li Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, was crying.

The little tiger cub was a little suspicious. She walked around the bed a few steps and found that the boy was in deep trance. His tears were flowing so fiercely that the skirt of his clothes was wet.

Both eyes were almost swollen.

What happened?

There was a question mark on the little tiger cub's forehead. She originally wanted to find an opportunity to drag this kid into the tower to try her hand when she came back, but now she couldn't help but feel a little hesitant.

"Woo"

She tentatively came closer, and before she could take a closer look, she realized something was wrong, and flopped down on the bedside.

"Is this fierce?"

Li Yuan's eyelids flicked open with a "swish" sound, and his eyes were distracted, as if they were still stuck on the spot where the Fangtian painted halberd was slapped into fireworks and exploded.

The world is like a mountain, and fighting against the master is like climbing to the sky.

Li Yuan's mind was buzzing, and he really felt the huge gap.

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"Brother Gongyang, come..."

"Master Douyue, I'd like to propose a toast to you!"

The atmosphere at the banquet was very good. While Li Yuan was clinking glasses, the others were also toasting, clinking glasses, and talking loudly.

Gong Yangyu had a good capacity for drinking. After drinking a jar of Baicao Niang with Yan Sanxing, they switched to strong liquor like Xianren Zui. After a while, they were already a little tipsy.

With the elders around, Fang Baoluo was still a little reluctant to let go at first, but later he hugged Wan Chuan and called him brother. Wan Shenjiang, who was dizzy at first, did not refuse.

The two got excited talking and even cried holding each other's hands.

Yu Xuanfeng and his brother were sitting together with Fang Yunxiu and Qiu Changying. They were either chatting quietly or drinking a few cups of Baicao brew, appearing quite reserved and in control.

"Brother Liu, I'd like to toast you. You've helped me run the forging shop all these years. It's been hard work, hard work!"

Li Yuan took Liu Zheng to toast and clinked glasses with Wang Peiyao:

"Come, Miss Wang..."

"Brother Li, please!"

Wang Peiyao was somewhat embarrassed, after all, there were many elders at the table, but after a few drinks, she gradually relaxed and toasted and clinked glasses one by one.

"Boy Li, come and have a drink!"

Feng was already a little drunk. He drank more with Yan Sanxing and Gong Jiuchuan at the banquet, and also talked about business.

Longhu Temple has its own weapons-making place, but it also purchases weapons from other places from time to time. This is a big deal, and Feng Zhong is already very interested in it.

Yu Xuanji looked suspiciously. This year, she had hardly met Li Yuan. It wasn't that he was deliberately alienating him, but it was because he didn't go out much at all.

Occasionally we pass each other on the road, and each other is in a hurry.

This was the first time I saw Li Yuan being so open.

"Junior Brother Li, come!"

Xin Wenhua had three drinks with Wan Chuan, and then came over to drink with Li Yuan. He patted the broken sword on his waist:

"I may have to rely on you when the time comes to repair my remnant!"

"Whenever I can be of use to my junior brother, just give me your orders."

Li Yuan had long noticed the broken weapon on his waist. Although it was broken, its quality was very high. It was once a top-grade magic weapon. If a magician worked hard to repair it, it might not be impossible to restore it to the same level.

"Then thank you in advance!"

Having achieved his goal, Xin Wenhua opened up even more. After a while, he was the first to leave, and the disciples waiting outside the door helped him back.

"It doesn't hurt to drink some of this cup now and then."

Monk Dou Yue didn't drink much. He ate silently with his neighbor Bao Wan, finishing two large pots of spiritual rice and half of the food on the table.

When Li Yuan was toasting, Dou Yue drank a few glasses and put down his glass.

He has good self-control and has never been drunk since shaving his head.

"Junior brother understands."

Li Yuan smiled and toasted: "Eighth Senior Brother, come and have a drink."

"Gotta drink!"

As soon as I wiped my mouth, I drank half the jar of wine:

"This spiritual rice of yours is really a good thing, where can I buy it?"

"What do you want to buy?"

Li Yuan smiled and said that he now enjoys the treatment of a true disciple. The portion of the fine purple bamboo rice is not much, but the red jade spiritual rice is enough to eat.

"What are you talking about? If you should buy it, you have to buy it!"

Fang Baoluo turned around:

"Junior brother, you don't know that this fool has found a treasure. Your sister-in-law actually has some business talent. He is very rich now!"

Eighty Wan grinned, raised the altar and clinked glasses:

"I should be waiting for dad when I go back this time. When you go back next time, let's have a good time drinking for three days and three nights!"

"good!"

This banquet lasted from before noon to evening. After sending Monk Dou Yue away, Li Yuan just dissipated the smell of alcohol outside the door.

"Never drink again!"

In the yard, Fang Baoluo staggered a little when walking, but he still pulled Li Yuan to talk.

One year after Li Yuan worshiped in Longhu Temple, Chang Mansion was quickly pacified, and even Zhelong Mansion was vaguely accepted back.

"Before you entered the mountain, the Huailong Palace was very powerful and ordered us to share the Dechang Mansion with the Iron Sword Gate and the Fire Dragon Temple. But when the news came that you had become a disciple of Zen Master Long, the Huailong Palace also ceased operations."

Li Yuan was also paying attention to the news about Dechang Mansion, and was quietly listening to Fang Baoluo talking about various details at this moment.

"Have you ever received a letter from Master?"

Li Yuan asked.

"I almost forgot. On the way here, I received a letter from Master, one of which was from you."

Fang Baoluo slapped his forehead, took out a letter from his pocket, and handed it to Li Yuan. He was drunk, waved his hand and entered the next room.

In the room, 80,000 people shouted like thunder.

"Brother Li, let's have a cup of tea."

After Wang Peiyao cleared the table, she handed Li Yuan a cup of tea.

Seeing that he wanted to read the letter, he didn't bother him, closed the door and returned to his residence.

"My disciple opens it personally."

Li Yuan opened the letter and saw that Lao Han's handwriting was the same as before. The first two pieces of paper were still about the Thunder Dragon.

Old Han seems to have gained a lot of martial arts supplements, and this primitive skill is already quite complete.

"Your talent is ten times better than mine. I only cultivated to the point where one hundred beasts can become a dragon. Perhaps, one day, you can become a thousand beasts' dragon..."

Lao Han's letter contains his expectations for Li Yuan and some warnings:

"You are a person who is content with the status quo and is used to hiding weapons. But in Dao Zong, you don't have to hide it deliberately. Only when you show your prominence appropriately will the superiors value you. Besides, you may not be able to hide it anymore."

Lao Han is an expert, and he really didn't hide it.

Li Yuan continued to read. Later, what Lao Han said was very cryptic, but he still understood the general meaning. This was some of the habits of the master and the disciple when they communicated about the Thunder Dragon.

It probably means that he already has a way to find the "Dragon Demon Heart Sutra", but the road is very bumpy, and he almost survived to send this letter...

There may not be a second letter.

In addition, there was a very vague reference to a conversation between the two, which was that Longhu Temple might contain Taoist Chunyang and Zen Master Longyin who could completely master the secrets of the Longhu Health Furnace.

"Star-Zhaing Tower is not a kind place."

Li Yuan was a little worried. Lao Han felt that he was content with the status quo and used to hiding.

But Lao Han is another extreme, prone to taking risks and too public.

"Old Han is too obsessed with the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra."

After flipping through the letter several times, Li Yuan didn't see any words related to place names. Old Han Gen didn't give himself a chance to look for it.

"Star-Zhaing Tower."

Li Yuan thought to himself several times, thinking that he should go to the Zhaixinglou stronghold to inquire about the news.

After such a long time, the aftermath of the star-picking building owner's assassination of Wang Shajiazhi should have subsided, right?

"call!"

After a long time, Li Yuan blew out the oil lamp, stood up in the small room, slowly pushed the Hun Tian stake, and at the same time visualized the dragon and tiger in the Hun Tian.

"The Dragon-Tiger Huntian Hammer and the Dragon-Elephant Alliance are of the same origin. Their main focus is to defeat skill with force and overwhelm others with force..."

Li Yuan's movements were very slow, and there was a slight sound of wind when he raised his arms and lowered his legs. His control of his own strength had reached a very fine level.

He didn't practice the hammering technique much in the past two days, but first he broke through the sixth floor of the tower, and then he fought fiercely with the sky master. The improvement of the hammering technique was actually faster than the hard training.

After driving down several sets of Huntian Stake, he had gradually reached the Dzogchen realm of this hammer technique.

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