Taoist master wants to ascend

Chapter 425 Li Yuan subdues the dragon! (Down)

"Open the market, open the market!"

Lin Kai was a little confused when he saw the monks all around who were banging the table and shouting. He didn't even react and was forced to come over from the Qi sensing platform.

"Here, what's the offer?"

Lin Qiu was as big as a fight, and the gambling nature of this group of monks was so great that he was afraid.

"It's empty!"

At this time, the voice of Zen Master Dading came. He scolded him with a stern face. All the great monks were silent and lowered their heads.

"Master."

Monk Liaokong lowered his head in shame.

"you……"

Zen Master Dading felt so tired that he was not even interested in scolding them. He waved his hand and told them to get out of the way.

Long Yingchan and others stopped aside, and the crowd around them retreated tacitly, leaving a large open space.

"I made you laugh."

Zen Master Dading sighed in his heart. Whenever it was time for the various Taoists to perform martial arts, he could feel the gap between him and other Taoist sects more and more.

This gap is not only due to the Tianyun Xuanbing, but also because of the lack of magical skills to suppress religions.

"It's just a little kid's hobby, it's harmless."

Long Yingchan ignored it in an understatement. He naturally understood that this was a flaw in the Buddha's Self-reverence Skill. The Dading Zen Master back then was worse than Ling Kong now.

The difference is that the old monk has better vision and luck, winning more and losing less.

"Enter the tower."

Long Xixiang spoke in a deep voice, feeling a little out of breath.

Even though Li Yuan has drawn his sword twice and has been in the Zang Refining realm for a long time, this Molong is different from the sword's intention after all, so he can't help but feel worried.

Long Yingchan naturally knew what he was thinking, so he just nodded. He looked around until he saw the black and white tiger cub walking over, and then he spoke:

"Enter the tower."

…

"What does this old monk want to do?"

As she walked into the tower, Qin Shixian frowned. She was a little confused about Long Yingchan's response.

Is an ink dragon worth such a plan?

Wan Zhuliu's spiritual form is not Wan Zhuliu after all, so why do you need such twists and turns?

"This old boy has a lot of thoughts."

The old man's voice came to her ears.

"Um?"

Qin Shixian was slightly startled: "How do you say that?"

"Currently, this old boy doesn't want to have a direct conflict with the imperial court, and he also wants to use the imperial court's oppression to consolidate the minds of his allies."

"ally?"

"On the surface, the Five Great Dao Sects are united, but in fact they are full of contradictions with each other. Just now, Qinglong Pavilion and Changhong Sword Sect have always been on the sidelines."

The old man understood this clearly:

"Long Yingchan's repeated concessions show that the imperial court is aggressive. Just as Zhong Liluan said, if you go to the Dragon Tiger Tower today, you will be asked to open the Samadhi Cave tomorrow..."

Qin Shixian thought about it for a while and probably understood.

"Those families still have luck with the imperial court?"

"There are still so many people in one family, let alone the Five Great Dao Sects, with millions of Jianghu people? If the imperial court shows weakness and tries to win over, countless people will be swayed."

The old man sighed: "There are choices, who wants to fight and kill?"

"Is he really that stupid?"

Qin Shixian frowned.

"People like Long Yingchan are in the minority after all. In Jianghu sects, there are many who just practice martial arts. They have no thoughts and are easily deceived. For example..."

The old man shook his head mentally.

He, the younger generation, belongs to this kind of person. If he doesn't give advice, he might not even know if he is betrayed by Long Yingchan one day.

"Some people are really stupid."

Qin Shixian nodded mentally and was a little curious: "What does he want to do?"

"He's doing it."

The old man couldn't help but sigh.

"You mean this kid?"

Qin Shixian reacted.

"Wan Zhuliu has used people as stone to sharpen his sword intent. Over the past decades, countless people have been tortured by his sword intent, and they are all high-ranking and powerful people with extremely high martial arts skills. Not to mention grandmasters, there are many great masters...

Just imagine, if such a person suddenly appears, the Dragon God Xiang who defeated Wan Zhuliu at the same level, and the news spreads, what will be the consequences? "

"this……"

Qin Shixian's heart trembled slightly. She had had similar thoughts before, but she didn't think about it deeply. After all, with her identity, she couldn't do such a thing even with Li Yuan in hand.

But just thinking about it made her feel frightened.

The person who can win Wan Zhuliu and survive with one sword must at least be an elder of the Dao Sect, the head of the Zhou Sect, or a first-rate Supreme Elder, not just a high-ranking person?

"With such a big fanfare, wouldn't it be wrong for Wan Zhuliu to..."

Qin Shixian frowned. If it were her, she would have contacted him secretly.

"What is the meaning of the sword? The three elements are unified, transformed by will, and draw the sword one after another. How could Wan Zhuliu not know about it? You underestimated Long Yingchan, and you also underestimated Wan Zhuliu."

The old man looked at the Dragon and Tiger Tower:

"Just to see if this kid has the ability to subdue a dragon."

…

…

Buzz~

Fluctuations spread that seem to be there but not at all.

The black cloak on Mo Long's body moved without the wind, making a "swishing" sound, and an invisible majestic force descended on him the moment he entered the Dragon Tiger Tower.

This is the oppression from Tianyun Xuanbing.

In an instant, Mo Long felt as if mountains were pressing in from all directions, not only suppressing his breath, but also cutting off his connection with heaven and earth.

"Dragon and Tiger Health Stove."

Mo Long was neither angry nor surprised, and slowly raised his head. His sight seemed to penetrate through the tops of the towers, and he saw the burning alchemy furnace surrounded by dragons and tigers.

He lowered his head. The Great Sun Supervisor Heavenly Mirror in his palm had dimmed, and the connection with the other mirrors seemed to have been mostly cut off. No matter how much energy he used to induce vomiting, there was only a faint light.

"One Supervisory Sky Mirror cannot withstand the oppression of Tianyun Xuanbing, even if it has no owner. Can the nine Supervisory Sky Mirrors combined into one, be able to withstand it? I'm afraid it can't..."

Weighing the mirror, Mo Long felt a little shocked.

A supreme master, who exhausted all the power of the world to forge a treasure mirror that cannot withstand even a thousand years of worship. Who in the end forged this Heavenly Fortune Mysterious Weapon?

Kakakka~

Mo Long walked forward slowly, feeling that the space around him was like a substance constraining him. Every step he took required tens to hundreds of times more strength than usual.

The inside and outside are isolated, the giant mountain presses on the body, and the space is restrained.

The combination of the three made him feel extremely uncomfortable. He had never been so weak since his birth.

"A great success in refining internal organs?"

Molong sensed it slightly, suppressed the feeling of a sharp drop in strength, and raised his eyes to look around.

On the surface, this is a martial arts arena made of yellow mud, but in his perception, it is an iron wall and a copper wall, a huge space, and very high up, is a bronze-colored furnace cover.

At this moment, he was actually standing on the first step of a huge staircase that spiraled upward to the top of the furnace.

"The step to recognize the owner of the health furnace."

Mo Long was no stranger to the Heavenly Fortune Mysterious Weapon. He had seen it with his own eyes and even played with it, including the Demon-Suppressing Dragon Divine Sword and the Zhenhai Mysterious Tortoise Shell. He had also been to the secret realms among them.

He even witnessed the prince pass through various trials and suppress the Zhenhai Black Tortoise Armor with his own eyes.

"Mysterious."

Mo Long sneered, ignoring the illusion in front of him, and climbed up the stairs.

Uh-huh!

Suddenly, there seemed to be a flash of light.

Mo Long stopped and saw that it was a nine-foot-tall man holding a giant hammer and looking around with excitement on his face.

Buzz~

Almost at the same time, Mo Long realized that the huge power in his body had skyrocketed again, and he was pushed down to the next level. Was this just a way to open his meridians?

"No. 1 in the world..."

The Eight Thousand Miles Dance Hammer was moving, and he was in high spirits, but almost the moment he saw the man in the big cloak, his vision went dark and he was kicked out of the Dragon Tiger Tower.

"I don't know what it means!"

Mo Long flicked his sleeves and knocked the silly big man to the ground. Just as Mo Long was about to lift his feet, another person rushed in, followed by a third, a fourth...

"Bang!"

Raising his hand to knock the dozens of people to the ground, Mo Long finally became a little angry.

"hold head high!"

The dark infuriating energy surged and stirred, making a furious dragon roar, and the surrounding void made a "click" sound, as if the space was about to shatter.

Buzz~

The next moment, invisible strength surged.

The group of people who had been kicked out of the tower had not yet recovered from the excitement of challenging the best person in the world. They saw that the entire Dragon and Tiger Tower seemed to be trembling and glowing.

It was like an ancient giant monster, making an earth-shattering struggle before being suppressed.

Buzz~

Buzz~~

On the fourteenth floor of the Dragon and Tiger Tower, light and shadow intertwined, presenting the scenes in the tower to everyone.

Everyone present was a Taoist master, but except for everyone in Longhu Temple, they were still shocked and speechless by this scene.

The Grandmaster is in harmony with heaven and earth, and can follow a ray of breath to trace thousands of miles, but that is only a feeling in the dark. Most people present have never seen this kind of interweaving of Qi and the scene reflected.

But at this moment, no one asked or exclaimed, and everyone's attention was attracted by Mo Long.

"Wan Zhuliu deserves to be the best in the world. His spiritual struggle can actually shake the dragon and tiger health furnace..."

Zen Master Dading clasped his hands together, feeling quite moved.

Not only was he surprised by the magical effect of the health-preserving furnace, but he was also shocked by the power of the dragon spirit. This scene really looked like an evil dragon trying to escape from suppression.

"Kong has the power, but he doesn't have Wan Zhuliu's state of mind and will."

Long Yingchan commented, and at the same time he pointed a finger, and invisible fluctuations were immediately transmitted to the heavenly steps through the health furnace.

Boom~

It sounded like thunder.

Mo Long's body shook, and all the energy surrounding his body was dispersed. This time, he was actually pressed into the realm of shape-shifting!

"Long Yingchan!"

Mo Long's face darkened and he stopped struggling. He just knocked the shape-shifting warrior who dared to challenge him to the ground and stepped towards the second level.

But I saw someone on the steps wearing armor and holding a sword, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"Long Xinglie?"

The anger in Mo Long's heart could hardly be suppressed. That old bald donkey actually used him as a means to sharpen his disciples?

…

"Xinglie's martial arts is still solid."

"This Dragon God's true energy contains at least the shadows of more than nine god-level martial arts, which is difficult to resist."

"The natural sword shape is still sharp. If Pei Jiuruo settles down for more than ten years, he may be able to compete for the role of the martial arts leader."

On the fourteenth floor, several elders from the Dao Sect watched and commented on the battle.

Long Yingchan kept his word and gave all those who entered the tower the qualification to challenge. He even directly removed the hidden path and revealed the heavenly steps.

Long Xinglie, Yan Jiugong, Pei Jiu, Shi Qingyi... the disciples of the Five Great Dao Sects appeared one after another, putting all their knowledge into practice and fighting fiercely with Mo Long on the same level.

Higher up, Li Yuan stood with a hammer, watching the battle quietly.