Taoist master wants to ascend

Chapter 443: At the end of the year, Xiao Li (asking for monthly votes)

When~

The rich bell echoed in the sea of ​​clouds.

On the observatory, Huang Longzi held a black umbrella in one hand and clasped his other hand behind his back. His gaze seemed to have great weight. The golden bell of the sun was shaking and ringing.

"Things are good things, but unfortunately, they have owners."

With his beard trembling, Huang Longzi raised his head and glanced at the golden bell, or the sea of ​​clouds higher up, the bright sun, and his mind was turning a little subtle.

"Mr. Huang Long, what did you realize?"

Following the wind, Wu Yingxing came to the observatory and his eyes stopped for a moment on the big umbrella.

"Let's get something out of it."

Huang Longzi's eyes brightened slightly, and he fell on the small cauldron held in Wu Yingxing's hand.

"Here, there is a centuries-old incense stick. Is it enough for Mr. Huang Long's use?"

Wu Yingxing clutched the Yunxiang Cauldron tightly, spinning the jade coins in his hand behind his back. During these days, he had been spying on this so-called extraterrestrial visitor.

"One cauldron is not enough. Only with six cauldrons can it be possible to introduce someone to the academy."

Huang Longzi gathered his thoughts.

"Six tripods?"

Wu Yingxing's eyelids trembled, this old guy has a huge appetite.

"Six tripods of incense are also necessary, but why should Mr. Huang Long take them?"

"this……"

Huang Longzi pinched his fingers and said, "Your Majesty has already agreed to this. Could it be that Brother Wu disobeys the imperial edict?"

"Since ancient times, transactions have always been done in exchange for money and goods. Your Majesty allows you to come here to understand the Great Sun Golden Bell. This shows our sincerity."

Wu Yingxing flicked his sleeves to cover the incense burner:

"Where is your sincerity?"

"Is this what Your Majesty means?"

Huang Longzi narrowed his eyes slightly, and Emperor Qian's voice sounded at the right time:

"This is exactly what I mean."

Slowly ascending to the observatory, Emperor Qian spoke calmly, but Huang Longzi vaguely sensed something was wrong. Before, he had clearly determined to win at any cost.

Why the sudden change now?

"What kind of sincerity does Your Majesty require?"

Huang Longzi's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the emperor's silver-haired dragon pattern, and his expression became solemn.

"Your Excellency claims to be from Poison Dragon Academy, then..."

Emperor Qian paused for a moment, and the golden bell of the sun trembled in time, making a trembling sound:

"I want to build a temple and statue for the Poison Dragon God. What do you think?"

"What?"

Huang Longzi's expression changed.

…

…

Li Yuan stayed in the forging shop for three days.

Early on the fourth morning, while he was still standing in the backyard, Xin Wenhua came in a hurry.

"call!"

In the courtyard, Li Yuan slowly pushed the big dragon and tiger piles, and the friction of his muscles and bones was like the faint sound of tigers roaring and dragons roaring. The surrounding fog was rolling in, and the wind was blowing snow.

He half-closed his eyes, and the various internal organs, meridians, and muscles and bones in his body were reflected in his mind.

Invisible to the naked eye, his skeleton is already somewhat jade-like, and the occasional friction makes the sound of gold and jade. With the power of the Dragon and Tiger Pill and the blessing of the health-preserving furnace, his marrow refining progress is extremely fast.

Xin Wenhua did not interrupt and waited for Li Yuan to finish this set of pile skills and stop.

He was a little anxious at first, but when he listened to the seemingly non-existent roars of tigers and roars of dragons, his mind gradually calmed down. A few feet away, he could feel an extremely strong and vigorous vitality.

Although it was the middle of winter at the moment, he could feel a state of vitality and all things competing.

"Junior Brother Li's physique is quite astonishing."

Xin Wenhua was a little frightened. He had never felt such surging energy from anyone in the door.

The only ones who are close are the old monks from the Xinyi Sect. This is a sign of physical strength to a certain extent.

"call!"

After a while, Li Yuan stopped his momentum and was in good spirits: "Senior Brother Xin, what are you doing?"

"It's only been a few days since the Pure Yang Sword was made. Master asked me to summon you."

Xin Wenhua walked into the courtyard.

"The progress of these master craftsmen is not slow."

Li Yuan washed himself casually and then went back to the mountain. On the way, Xin Wenhua mentioned the progress of the construction in the past few days. He had been supervising the construction for such a long time, and he was quite familiar with the forging of weapons.

Seeing him coming in a hurry, Li Yuan realized that something important had happened. After asking, he found out that the four of them had already finalized the final plan after each of them created a divine weapon-level pure Yang sword embryo.

Li Yuan had no opinion on this.

Although he was more confident in his deception and treasure refining skills, firstly, Nie Laodao spent a lot of money, and the four master craftsmen also put a lot of effort into it. Secondly, in Nie Laodao's heart, he believed in those few more.

Therefore, these days, he was just handling various iron materials, using Nie Laodao's blood, and making some preparations in conjunction with the art of refining treasures.

"I wonder how sure these people are?"

Thoughts flashed through Li Yuan's mind.

He hoped that these people could succeed at once, so that he might be able to buy the processed iron material from Nie Laodao.

These are extremely high-quality natural materials and treasures, and there are many good things that even money cannot buy.

…

Jingtao Hall.

In the middle of winter, the waterfall has long been frozen and is full of ice crystals, but the riverside is in full swing, with stoves burning brightly, and there is not even snow on the ground.

Wan Chuan and the other four were all forging iron, and a group of disciples started to strike.

"Uncle Nie."

Li Yuan bowed his hands in greeting.

"How prepared are you?"

After seven or eight years of preparation, Nie Xianshan couldn't help but feel a little nervous before it was time to build it. He called Li Yuan back and naturally asked him about his strange weapon-making skills.

"All the iron materials are almost ready. Why, my uncle is going to let me cast the Chunyang Sword?"

Li Yuan glanced at the four divine craftsmen. When it comes to weapon casting, he is not as good as them now, but with the art of refining treasures, he thinks he has a better chance.

"You? It's not that Uncle Shi doesn't believe you, it's true, safety is the most important..."

Nie Xianshan sighed.

He has been saving two materials for more than 70 years. He said he doesn't care whether it succeeds or not, but how could he not care?

At his age, even if he can save another one, he will be old and weak by then, and he may not have the courage and opportunity to break the Tiangang.

"Disciple understands."

Li Yuan just said it casually. Judging from his own experience, he would naturally choose a divine craftsman with many years of experience.

"Why did you call me here?"

"The Pure Yang Sword is about to be forged. One more divine craftsman means more chance."

Old Taoist Nie was rarely polite.

'This has nothing to do with the number of people. '

He was secretly complaining, and Li Yuan naturally agreed. If Old Taoist Nie could break the Tiangang, it would be a great thing for him.

As for thighs, the thicker the better.

…

Then, Li Yuan resumed his boring and regular life.

Every day, he went back and forth between Jingtao Hall and the library. In addition to forging iron and practicing martial arts, he would go to the Yangsheng Gate and Xuanjing Gate every now and then to practice the true teachings.

Thanks to the blessing of the health furnace, Li Yuan's progress in marrow refining was very fast. Therefore, he devoted some of his energy to practicing multiple martial arts, mainly hammering and horizontal training, supplemented by light skills.

The library had been fully open to him for a long time, but compared with the superior martial arts, the Qianxing was naturally more cost-effective for the middle and lower martial arts.

In addition, it was the whip of the Mirage Dragon.

Forging iron, practicing martial arts, reading books, Li Yuan was immersed in it, busy and fulfilled. During this period, he occasionally went down the mountain to attend banquets and took a wave of incense to listen to the sound.

Days passed one by one.

Soon, with another heavy snow, the new year was coming.

On this day, Li Yuan was watching four master craftsmen forging weapons in Jingtao Hall. After more than a month, the forging of the Pure Yang Sword had reached the most critical moment.

Liu Zheng came hurriedly, but did not go forward. Instead, he found Xin Wenhua, who was startled at first, and then walked towards Li Yuan and informed him through voice transmission.

"Second brother is coming!"

Hearing the voice transmission, Li Yuan immediately put down the forging hammer.

Gaoliu County is too far away from Hengshan City. It has been a long time since he sent the escort agency to send letters and pick up people.

"Junior brother, ride my white crane."

Xin Wenhua waved his hand, and the white crane resting on the hill in the distance had spread its wings and came.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Xin."

Li Yuan bowed his hands to thank him, and lightly stepped on his feet. He had risen more than 30 meters and landed on the back of the swooping white crane.

"Li~"

...

...

Huhu~

The cold wind was like a knife, and snowflakes were flying.

The old snow on the official road had not melted, and new snow had been added, making it quite smooth. The passing horses and caravans walked slowly, and from time to time there were carriages that overturned, and the sound of horses neighing was heard.

In the caravan of Fuyuan Escort Agency, a group of escort leaders dismounted, some led the horses, and some held the carriages.

As one of the largest escort agencies in Hengshan City, there were many good escort leaders in Fuyuan Escort Agency. A thousand pounds of living creatures and horses overturned, and any one of them could lift it up.

"Come on, a few people, go to the front and see which car has overturned?"

Gao Gang ordered.

With the help of Fuyuan Escort Agency, the road was soon restored to operation, and many caravans thanked him repeatedly.

After two years of escorting, Gao Gang had a bit of the demeanor of a man of the world. He bowed in return and did not offend anyone. At the end, he turned over and dismounted.

In the team, there were more than 40 carriages, and there were hundreds of escort leaders, all of whom carried swords and swords. Gao Gang was one of the several big escort leaders in the team.

He walked quickly to the center.

At first glance, these carriages looked no different from the surrounding ones, but in fact, they were made of fine steel, filled with various wooden frames and charcoal fires.

"Hero Gao, are we almost at Hengshan City?"

At the curtain, a rather honest man poked his head out.

"Second brother, you are too distant. We are all family. What's the big hero or not?"

Gao Gang followed the carriage slowly and corrected helplessly, asking: "It's been quite cold these two days. Is the child adapting?"

He asked about his health.

The escorts on the side couldn't help but cast their eyes, a little envious, and quickly turned away. Those who travel in the rivers and lakes must know the rules. This family, the big escort can approach, but they can't.

"What's there to be uncomfortable about?"

Li Lin waved his hand, not caring.

But before he finished speaking, he was pushed aside by a hand. A woman smiled and said, "These two little guys can't sit still. They always want to run out..."

"Hengshan City is almost here. Just bear with it."

Gao Gang saw the two little kids in the carriage. They looked about six or seven years old, a boy and a girl. They looked vaguely like Li Yuan.

"Uncle Gao, Uncle Gao..."

The two little kids poked their heads out, and neither Wang Juan nor the other man held them down.

"It's so cold, you can't come out!"

Gao Gang didn't dare to take the two little guys out. Last time they were sick, they scared everyone in the escort agency into a cold sweat.

"You..."

Suddenly, Gao Gang looked up and saw a white crane spreading its wings and coming.