Taoist master wants to ascend

Chapter 579 Midwinter

The autumn wind blows slowly, blowing down the yellow leaves.

Pang Wenlong flicked his fingers, and Chi Lian fell asleep with a depressed look on his face.

"I met that old ghost three times."

Pang Wenlong flicked his sleeves and robe, turned his hands behind his back and looked at Li Yuan, who was frowning:

"When it comes to realm, this beast is still above me. Back then, I didn't even do my best, and even got hurt because of it. I had to take a risk and disappear into the secluded realm..."

When Pang Wenlong talked about the past, Li Yuan pulled up a chair, poured tea for him, and listened quietly.

"Since ancient times, there have been many people offering sacrifices to the Bafang Temple. It is said that the twelve Heavenly Fortune Mysterious Weapons originated from the sacrifices held in the past dynasties. However, the sacrifices are too mysterious and bizarre, and some other things may be sacrificed."

Pang Wenlong picked up the tea cup and calmly narrated:

"During the Great Zhou Dynasty, Master was unlucky and sacrificed such a monster. As a result, Great Zhou died, and Master also disappeared without a trace..."

Li Yuan listened quietly, mentally comparing his words with the information he had gained from listening to the music in the past few years.

After listening to music for several years, he knew some secrets better than Pang Wenlong.

Not only this cloud demon, but also the Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master, and even the remains of the little female dragon, seemed to be related to the great sacrifice.

The Bafang Temple does not refuse sacrifices, but it will not actively accept them when it is not open. Therefore, large sacrifices are risky, and fortune and crisis coexist.

Pang Wenlong's great sacrifice attracted heavenly fire...

"That old ghost is neither alive nor dead. It is weird and abnormal. I really have no confidence in killing this beast. Therefore, if this woman's divination comes true, it will be a good thing for me."

Pang Wenlong put down his tea cup.

'You really don't take your life seriously...'

Li Yuan's teeth were a bit sour, and he couldn't help but admire him.

If his morals are eight thousand, then the Grand Ancestor of Universiade has at least ten thousand.

"Senior, this woman's prediction may not be true. Senior, you should think twice before you act..."

After a second thought, Li Yuan still tried to persuade him tactfully.

"nonsense."

Seeing his frown and hesitation, Pang Wenlong suddenly became speechless: "Don't think about it, I'm not willing to give up my life for that old ghost."

"And you are?"

Li Yuan felt slightly relieved.

"I have lived for fifteen hundred years. Although I lived in seclusion most of the time and took many life-extending things, my life is only about one or two hundred years."

Pang Wenlong sighed:

"Even if there is no such thing as a natural disaster, I will find this beast soon."

When he said this, he paused slightly, and seeing that Li Yuan was listening seriously, he said: "In a life-and-death fight, it may be possible to use the old ghost's hands to cut off the energy of the Bafang Temple..."

"Um?"

Li Yuan was shocked.

"I have had doubts about Master's death many years ago. He is not a person who cares about the world, and there is no reason to fight to the death with the Cloud Demon..."

With these words, Pang Wenlong lowered his voice subconsciously.

"...makes sense."

Li Yuan's heart moved slightly:

"Senior Dragon Demon may not be dead?"

Recalling the Dragon Demon's handwriting and what he heard about the Dragon Demon Taoist, Li Yuan felt it was very reasonable.

He was a man who could capture humans and dragons, breed them, and experiment with them. He had a truly cold temperament. He had only one disciple, Pang Wenlong, in his life, and the reason why he accepted him as a disciple was because Pang Wenlong's physique was something he had never seen before.

He will never fight to the death with Yun Mo for no reason...

"In the past few years, I have read through the books left by the Master several times. Although I am not sure, if there is no other way,

The only thing left to do is give it a try. "

After saying that, Pang Wenlong glanced at Chi Lian on the ground:

"The secluded environment is dangerous. It may be convenient for you to bring this girl with you, but we still don't know what methods the Poison Dragon Academy has. Maybe someone locked the location the moment you left the Bafang Temple..."

"Junior understands."

Li Yuan nodded.

"I'm still relieved about you."

Pang Wenlong didn't say much, and just asked: "When are you going to leave?"

"this……"

Li Yuan thought for a while and asked, "Senior, when will you take action against the imperial court?"

"What? You want to get involved?"

Pang Wenlong glanced at him and didn't hide anything:

"I'm just using this as an excuse to integrate the Five Dao Sects. If I can't kill that old ghost, there is really no point in starting a war with the imperial court. It will only increase casualties."

Pang Wenlong was very calm.

Suffering from the sky fire for thousands of years, he wanted to quickly eliminate the cloud demon clan that occupied the magpie nest, but he knew better that the only threat to the court was that old ghost.

"Is that so?"

Li Yuan was somewhat impressed.

After all, he was the founding ancestor who once unified the world. Not to mention his martial arts level, his endurance alone was far beyond ordinary people.

"Compared to the disasters caused by the sun, what is the hatred of the country and the family?"

Pang Wenlong stood up and put his hands behind his back, his purple robe blown by the wind: "Everything has its own priorities. I understand, and you should understand too."

This is what urges me to set off.

Li Yuan felt enlightened and stood up and raised his hands: "Junior understands."

"Destroying the catastrophe is the most important thing."

Pang Wenlong turned around, his eyes calm and profound: "What you have to do is to find a way to break the disaster. As for the court or the old ghost,

That's what I want to do, what does it have to do with you? "

Woo~

Li Yuan raised his head and felt the strong will of the Grand Ancestor of Universiade. He took a deep breath and said:

"The younger generation will hit the road after the year, bah, let's set off."

"good."

Pang Wenlong reached out and patted his shoulder, then turned to leave.

"senior."

Li Yuan called him: "Qi Benchu, how do you arrange it?"

"That boy..."

Pang Wenlong's expression moved slightly and he responded quickly: "Are you worried about that old ghost with thousands of eyes?"

"good."

Li Yuan nodded: "In the future foreseen by the Peeping God Sacrifice, this person is holding the Changhong Yiqi Sword..."

"Um……"

Pang Wenlong pondered for a moment and waved his hand:

"Just do your thing, and leave the rest to me."

"yes."

Watching Pang Wenlong's retreating figure with his hands folded, Li Yuan's heart felt a bit mixed, depressed and a bit relaxed.

Bad news, the sky is falling.

Good news, there's a tall guy holding it up.

In the small courtyard, Li Yuan stopped for a long time before he cleared away the distracting thoughts in his heart, woke up Chi Lian who had fainted on the ground, and continued to have a friendly conversation with her.

Although he had no intention of taking her with him, he still had some ideas about this immortal path.

Pointing the way can also be done here.

…

…

After setting the date of departure, Li Yuan inevitably felt the worries before leaving his hometown.

In the next few days, he invited a group of relatives and friends to gather together many times, and wrote down his martial arts training experience for everyone based on their personal physique and the martial arts they had learned.

After practicing for more than ten years, Li Yuan's martial arts foundation has been extremely profound, and he can easily master any martial arts, even if he has never learned it before.

A few days later, a snowstorm blew away the late autumn.

In the small Longmen temple, Li Yuan pushed the door open after chatting with Long Xixiang. The north wind was howling, and the night was full of wind and snow.

"Wan Xing, today is the day."

Looking at the snowy night, Li Yuan felt an unspeakable throbbing in his heart.

"Squeak!"

There was a sound in the snow, and a mouse as big as a house cat came through the air with a swishing sound, and threw itself into Li Yuan's arms, squeaking wildly.

"Did you go to Master Dingxin to steal the elixir again?"

Reaching out to take the porcelain bottle stolen by the little mouse, Li Yuan stroked the little guy's smooth fur helplessly: "Don't go there again. Do you want me to replenish the elixir you stole?"

This is a bottle of Hundred-Shaped Pill. It is now the most famous and most sought-after pill in Longhu Temple and even among Dao Sects.

In the past few years, thanks to the Baixiang Pill, Xin Wenhua, Shan Hong and others, who had not yet completed their transformation, changed their Baixiangs one after another, causing a sensation.

As Pang Wenlong integrated the Five Great Dao Sects, and with the continuous supply of the blood of various spiritual beasts, the production of Hundred-Shaped Pills increased more than tenfold.

In the past few days, various martial arts performances have produced some unparalleled talents that caused the Shanmen Archway to tremble. There are even more countless people who have changed ten shapes and dozens of shapes.

Including the second brother's family and this little mouse.

Naturally, good things must be used by the people in your own family first. Today's little mouse is as big as a domestic cat and weighs nearly two hundred kilograms. Among spiritual beasts, it is also among the "ferocious beasts".

Now all kinds of wild rats in the Longhu Mountains have been subdued by it, the number of which far exceeds a million. When they come and go, even the "ancestor beasts" in the mountains have to stay away.

"If Dao Master Long is willing to take the initiative, he may not be able to produce a few geniuses who can change their forms, but the hope is not great because there are not enough types of spiritual beasts."

Listening to the little guy's "squeak" cry, Li Yuan felt at ease, but also a little regretful.

In the past three years, he went to the secluded realm outside the Bafang Temple many times. In addition to exploring the way, he also made some attempts. The results were not bad as he expected.

Except for the little female dragon who is a weapon spirit and is not considered a 'person' by the Bafang Temple, he cannot take away any living creatures, including little mice.

"Go play."

Li Yuan let go of the little mouse and watched it scurry into the forest. Li Yuan turned around and returned to the yard.

In the yard, the second brother and his family were standing still.

"Third uncle!"

Seeing Li Yuan, Li Yi and Li Yu, they slowly stopped their momentum.

Nourished by various spiritual elixirs and hundred-shaped elixirs, these two little guys have a very solid foundation. Their bones have also gathered into the shape of a big dragon, and they have successfully entered the inner gate of dragon and tiger.

The aristocratic Li family has begun to take shape.

Li Lin is also standing at the post. The Hundred-Shaped Pill has made up for the defects in his bones, and with Li Yuan's daily guidance, he has now become a stable and easy-to-form master, and his meridians are not far away.

The second sister-in-law has also changed her shape.

'At the age of my second brother and my sister-in-law, I still have one hundred and twenty years left. If I can become a Taoist, I will have a life span of five hundred years. If I can't...'

Li Yuan's mind wandered as he casually instructed the two little guys to practice martial arts.

He was very concerned about his second brother's family. Not only did he take them to the Bafang Temple, but he also taught them martial arts and took baths with various elixirs continuously.

But he was not sure whether he could finally enter Taoism.

The level of entering the Tao requires not only qi, blood and true energy, but also 'gods'. Even now, he still doesn't understand enough about gods and souls, let alone guide others.

‘Tianshiyuan, there should be. ’

After eating this meal with his mind wandering, Li Yuan returned to the backyard. After taking a medicinal bath as usual, he controlled the 'Dragon Xumi Stick' and slowly pushed up the dragon and tiger stakes.