Taoist master wants to ascend

Chapter 536 Who is Li Yuan? (Update 10)

Chapter 537 Who is Li Yuan? (Update 10)

Bang!

Han Chuijun heard a loud noise, and the ground seemed to be shaking violently. The next moment, he felt a strong wind blowing in his face. When he subconsciously urged the beast thunder dragon, he felt his shoulders sink.

Then, strong winds surged around him, and the sky and the earth spun.

When he suddenly came to his senses, he saw the whistling wind and the rolling clouds. He was already thousands of feet high in the sky. Under him, a feather eagle spread its wings and made a high-pitched cry.

"Master."

Han Chuijun reacted quickly and had excellent adaptability. He immediately pressed the mask lightly and bowed to the woman in white who was as heavy as water on the eagle's back.

"Hmm!"

Qin Shixian didn't even turn her head.

Her true energy was released, enveloping the eagle under her. When the eagle flapped its wings, it was blessed by her true energy, just like a flying sword cutting through the void, and its speed was extremely fast.

"Master, Li Yuan has been gone for five and a half days, and he can't catch up."

Aside, Wang Wenyuan coughed lightly, looking helpless, but he seemed to be used to it.

"Shut up!"

Qin Shixian was very annoyed and glared at him: "You took the elixir of this master to do your own favor, Old Wang, this master still underestimated you!"

"..."

Wang Wenyuan just felt tired, how come so many years have passed, and he hasn't grown a bit?

"What's that look in your eyes?"

Qin Shixian was very angry, she was very sensitive.

Wang Wenyuan sighed:

"Owner, do you know who Li Yuan is?"

"?"

Qin Shixian was speechless for a moment:

"Why, you left too hastily, did you leave your head at home?"

"Li Yuan, born in Gaoliu County, signed a contract to sell himself to become an apprentice in a weapon forging shop at the age of sixteen, and two years later became a disciple of Han Chuijun in Shenbing Valley. He was famous for his outstanding physique and excellent talent for weapon forging, and was able to pass on the true teachings..."

Wang Wenyuan asked himself in a serious manner: "Later, with the recommendation of this old man, he became a disciple of Long Xixiang, first passed on the true teachings, and then became a Taoist of Longmen, with a peerless appearance..."

"Do you need to tell me this?"

Qin Shixian was already irritable, and after listening to his nagging, he became angry again.

"Master, this is Li Yuan from before."

Wang Wenyuan shook his head in his heart, gave up the idea of letting her figure it out, and said in a deep voice:

"The current Li Yuan is the only person who has been allowed to open the temple by the Eight Directions Temple in the past ten thousand years. This is something that the old master, the Dragon Demon Patriarch, all the great masters of ancient and modern times, and the Supreme Grand Master have never done!"

Speaking of this, he paused slightly:

"Master, do you really dare to keep such a person?"

"Hmm?"

Qin Shixian was very displeased with his preaching. He wanted to say "Why not?", but swallowed the words when they came to his lips, but still glanced at him:

"Then what?"

"Before Li Yuan left, he pulled out the knife in my heart."

Wang Wenyuan pressed his chest, and in a trance, he seemed to recall what he saw that day, and his heartbeat couldn't help but twitch violently.

"..."

Qin Shixian was not surprised, but thinking about the price he paid for pulling out the knife that year, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

"Blood exchange for blood exchange, hammer for sword..."

Wang Wenyuan took a deep breath, still shocked: "Only seven hammers, just seven hammers, and the sword intent was blasted into powder!"

Seven hammers? !

Even though Qin Shixian had expected it, he was shocked when he heard this:

"Seven hammers?!"

"Yes..."

Wang Wenyuan was about to speak, but he felt a chill in his brows. Qin Shixian pointed a finger at his brows, and his will rose. Through the qi that had not yet dissipated from his body, he performed the Thousand Mile Soul Lock.

Buzz~

Wang Wenyuan fell on the eagle's back, while Qin Shixian closed her eyes and concentrated. In a trance, she saw the true qi rising, the heavy hammer across the sky, with a force that crushed the withered and rotten,

tearing the long river of sword light that rolled like a tide.

"Puff!"

The light and shadow dissipated, Wang Wenyuan's face was exhausted, but Qin Shixian turned around. She pressed her eyelids that kept beating and lost her voice for a while.

Wan Zhuliu, who had achieved great success in blood exchange, had the ability to defeat the Grandmaster. He was the first person in a thousand years and a peerless hero who suppressed all the Grandmasters at that time.

Seven hammers...

"It's only been a short time..."

Qin Shixian was excited:

"Eight Directions Temple, it must be Eight Directions Temple!"

Cry!

The feather eagle under the seat trembled, and its already extremely fast speed increased by another 10%, as if it was frightened.

"..."

Han Chuijun, who was standing by, lowered his eyebrows and looked pleasing. Of course, he heard that the two were talking about Li Yuan. Although he didn't understand what the sword intent was, he could feel the shock of the Star Picking Tower Master.

'This kid...'

When Han Chuijun was thinking in his heart, he caught a glimpse of dazzling golden light.

Qin Shixian took out a bronze mirror from his arms, concentrated his mind and poured in his true energy, and wrote words on the bronze mirror:

"Old man, Li Yuan is out!"

...

Whoosh~

The feather eagle spread its wings and soared in the sea of clouds.

"This little tiger cub actually ran away!"

Li Yuan had a gloomy face, feeling upset. He had searched for three full days in the Dinglong Mountains, but couldn't find the scent he left on the little tiger cub.

"Sure enough, it's not that easy to raise a spiritual beast. No wonder it takes several generations..."

Li Yuan sighed and gently stroked the eagle under his seat.

This eagle raised in Zhaixing Tower has a wingspan of more than three meters, a strong physique, and feathers like swords. It can kill tigers and leopards with a dive, and it is also a top-notch spiritual bird.

What is particularly rare is that this feather eagle has a simple qi channel in its body. Although it has no true qi, it can withstand the infusion of a small amount of true qi, which can increase its flying speed and improve its endurance.

"Wait until I break through the entrance to the Tao, then I will catch this little bastard."

Li Yuan calmed down and urged the true qi. The feather eagle under his seat let out a long cry, and its speed soared. He himself concentrated his mind and entered a state of meditation, and he did not delay his martial arts training even when he was on the road.

The feather eagle traveled along the Pingjiang Grand Canal. After a few days, Li Yuan opened his eyes and saw Hengshan City and the Dragon and Tiger Mountains in the distance.

"Land."

Li Yuan drove the feather eagle to the ground, flicked a magic pill to it, and put on a human skin mask and followed the crowd into Hengshan City.

It has been less than a year since he came down from the mountain, and Hengshan City has not changed much. There are only fewer people carrying swords and knives, but it is still very lively.

"The news of the God-seeking Festival has spread."

Li Yuan frowned slightly. As soon as he entered the city, a strong smell of incense rose from the spiritual light. Although it was not strong, it was endless. Obviously, many people in the city were talking about him.

After entering the city, he went to his brother and sister-in-law's residence first. As expected, the house was empty. From the discussions of passers-by, he learned that his brother and sister-in-law suddenly disappeared a few days ago and no one knew where they went.

"Is it Li Yue?"

Thinking of his elder brother, Li Yuan frowned slightly and went to the forging shop.

After more than half a year, the forging shop has not changed much. The shops along the street are still doing well, with people coming and going, and the sound of iron forging can be faintly heard in the forging shop.

Glancing from a distance, Li Yuan did not find anyone to report. He flashed and entered the forging shop. He glanced a few times and did not see Liu Zheng and Wang Peiyao, but saw Lei Jingchuan and Jing Shuhu.

Before he went down the mountain, he asked the two old men to take care of the business of the weapon forging shop. He didn't expect that they would move directly to the weapon forging shop?

"The two old men are in a good mood. It seems that the God-seeking Festival has not affected them."

Without disturbing the two people basking in the sun in the courtyard, Li Yuan took a look and quietly retreated and returned to Longhu Temple.

...

Longhu Temple.

A small temple in the back mountain of Longmen.

Under the withered old tree, Nie Xianshan and Long Xixiang sat and played chess.

"Alas."

Nie Xianshan couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know if there is any danger in the Eight Directions Temple, and so does my senior brother. A dignified Taoist master actually has to take risks!"

"Play chess."

Long Xixiang turned a deaf ear to it. He had heard similar words for more than a hundred times, dozens of times, and just urged him to make a move.

"You are very patient."

Nie Xianshan made a move and calmed down a little: "Li Yuan, that bastard, only cares about grabbing his own fortune and forgets about you and me!"

"Enough!"

Long Xixiang frowned.

"Enough for what?"

Nie Xianshan was not afraid of him, and glanced at him with a sidelong glance: "Why, this bastard killed me in the prophecy, and I am not allowed to say a few words to him?"

"You believe this?"

Long Xixiang raised his hand and overturned the chessboard, and returned to the temple with his sleeves swung.

"..."

Nie Xianshan was not annoyed and rearranged the chessboard. At this time, a disciple came outside the door:

"Two uncles, Qinglong Pavilion Tiancan Zhenren, Xinyi taught Laitou Zen Master to let us come to inform that he is leaving..."

"You are leaving now?"

Nie Xianshan frowned slightly and looked at Long Xixiang who was burning incense in the small temple:

"These two seniors are leaving, should we go and see them off?"

"No!"

Long Xixiang's low voice came from the temple.

"Yeah."

Nie Xianshan knew that he was uneasy, so he didn't bother with him. After setting up the chessboard, he turned around and left.

"Eight Directions Temple..."

In the small temple, Long Xixiang burned incense for the ancestors one by one. As Nie Xianshan guessed, he was really uneasy.

When discussing the quota in Shendu before, he almost had a fight with Long Yingchan, but in the end he didn't get the quota. Including Yuanqing Taoist, no one agreed to let him enter the temple.

In a rage, he returned to the mountain before the sacrifice.

"I hope that as they said, the temple owner cannot move without authorization, otherwise..."

Long Xixiang let out a long breath and lit the last three incense sticks. Suddenly, he turned back as if he had sensed something, and saw a yellow-faced man walking to the temple gate.

"You..."

Long Xixiang's eyelids jumped, and then he swept his sleeves, and wisps of white mist rose up, covering the entire small temple.

"Master."

Li Yuan walked into the temple and bowed: "Disciple is back."

"Why did you come out?"

Long Xixiang's face darkened: "The four of them can't protect you?!"

"You mean the master?"

Li Yuan was startled and hurriedly explained that he had not met them.

"Then you..."

"I heard the prophecy of the court and was terrified. I came to apologize to Master. Please don't believe it..."

"Speak human words."

Long Xixiang glared at him: "Do you think I would believe that kind of nonsense?"