Taoist master wants to ascend

Chapter 590 Must kill!

Woo~

The battlefield turned into a stream of light scattered in the wind and snow.

"The Divine Palace Realm..."

Li Yuan raised his eyes to look at the top of the mountain. Through the layers of clouds and mist, he could vaguely see Wan Zhuliu standing with a knife and an indifferent expression.

All those who enter the temple who are rated as 'excellent' by the Bafang Temple can go directly to the top of Bafang Mountain and are protected by the Bafang Temple.

[...According to legend...those who do not have the will to kill supremely will not be able to accept the inheritance of the Bafang Temple...those who enter the temple without excellent evaluation will not be seen by the puppets, nor will they be protected by the Bafang Temple... (10) Level 6)】

In the past three years, Li Yuan often heard about the rules of the Bafang Temple, and this was also the reason why he rejected Dong Ersan.

Those who enter the temple with an excellent rating are not comparable to the Thousand Eyes before. Even if they are of the same level, they will probably not be able to kill them.

As a puppet of the Eastern Territory, Dong Twenty-san's purpose is nothing more than to select the best among the best in various ways, and select the one who he thinks is the most qualified to walk in the Eastern Territory, or the master of the Eastern Temple.

"Compared to me who is a trickster, Wan Zhuliu, who dares to spend more than half of his life for a chance, is obviously more favored by Dong Ersan, and has the qualifications of a 'Gu King'..."

Li Yuan was very clear about this. He could feel that Dong Ersan had greater expectations for him, and he might have been tempering his thoughts with Wan Zhuliu.

But he was too lazy to answer.

Although Bafang Temple has many blessings, it also has more rules. For him, Tianshiyuan is undoubtedly a broader world.

"Waiting for the Taoist master to gather a few high-level control combinations...the flesh and blood of the five higher-level animals will be given by the sky..."

Anticipation arose in Li Yuan's heart.

"But before I leave..."

After thinking for a long time, without paying attention to the sight coming from the top of the mountain, Li Yuan pinched the Bafang Temple token and disappeared into this secret realm.

"We have to kill the man named Wan!"

…

…

Huhu~

The clouds and mist were billowing, and the strange human-headed bird flapped its wings and cautiously approached Dong Twenty-three, who was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff:

"Master Twenty-Third, why are you doing this? That boy has a talent at the level of a god or a demon..."

"You have talent but no perseverance. Even if you have the appearance of a god or a devil, you won't be able to use it."

Seeing Li Yuan's disappearing back, Dong Ersan sighed: "I don't know when I will be able to find the person my Lord needs..."

"It's hard."

The strange human-headed bird landed on his shoulder, looking very calm:

"The Lord is still fashionable and hard to find, let alone now? Alas, then Ying Xuantian and Feng Qingcang really can't do it?"

"There's some hope, right?"

Dong 23 was a little disappointed.

"That kid has a talent at the level of gods and demons. He's still young, but he's so much better than the guy outside. What do you think?"

The human-headed monster couldn't hold it back.

It has a strong opinion on Li Yuan. That bastard kid dared to pinch its neck, which makes it resentful. However, it is more optimistic about Wan Zhuliu than Wan Zhuliu.

How can a short-lived ghost who is barely rated as excellent after his burning lifespan compare with a genius who is less than thirty years old and at the level of gods and demons?

and……

‘Then the boy is not bad at fighting and killing, isn’t he? In the Taoist Tower...wait a minute, Master Twenty-Third was still asleep before! ’

The strange human-headed bird suddenly became excited.

"Have you and I seen too few god-level geniuses?"

Dong Ersan's eyes fell on the strange rocks. The forest-like rocks on the top of the mountain represented the temple visitors who had climbed to the top of Bafang Mountain for countless thousands of years.

What is shown here is only those who are still alive today, and there are countless times more that have perished.

There are many geniuses at the level of gods and demons among them, but there are only a few who can enter the temple and walk in the East, let alone the master of the East Temple.

"If you want to inherit the Lord's ambition, talent may be indispensable, but talent alone is not enough..."

Taking a long breath, Dong Twenty-san gathered his thoughts. He raised his hand and pressed it lightly, and the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain dispersed.

"I……"

What did the strange human-headed bird want to say.

Wan Zhuliu on the other side of the cliff bowed his hands:

"Junior Wan Zhuliu, I would like to pay my respects to my senior."

"My name is Dong Ersan."

When Dong Twenty-san was speaking, a strange stone appeared not far away, like a dragon coiling a long knife. The words on it flowed like a stone tablet at the foot of the mountain.

"Excellent evaluators can go straight to the top of the mountain, but there is no shortcut in the path of spiritual practice. What do you think?"

"This junior takes it for granted."

Wan Zhuliu was not surprised and had no objection.

"Um."

Dong Twenty-san's expression softened slightly. Compared to that oily boy, what he saw in front of him was much more pleasing to the eye:

"Your life span is less than fifty years. You must climb the mountain steadily and quickly... If you can enter the temple within fifty years, I may be able to choose a life-enhancing elixir for you."

"Thank you, senior."

Wan Zhuliu responded, but his eyes followed the strange rocks on the top of the mountain to the small temple with the door half open at the end:

"I dare to ask senior, how to enter the temple after climbing the mountain?"

"Just enter the temple along the road."

As soon as Dong Twenty-san raised his hand, the strange rocks on the top of the mountain glowed with dazzling light, and the various rays of light intertwined,

The strange stones seemed to come to life, trembling slightly, and even breathing in divine light.

"These strange stones..."

Wan Zhuliu's eyes darkened slightly.

In his perception, the strange stone surrounded by divine light was filled with extremely strong martial arts will, which was either perverse, cold, overbearing, or restrained.

The breath was held but not released, but it already made him feel tremendous pressure.

"This is the challenger from the East who climbed here before you!"

Dong Ersan replied calmly.

Wan Zhuliu concentrated his perception and saw at a glance the strange stone that looked like a dragon and a whale, entwined with thunder:

Monument of Li Yuan.

"Gods and demons..."

Wan Zhuliu was slightly surprised. There were actually quite a few gods and demons in this strange stone forest, and that realm...

[Monument of Feng Qingcang (13,236)]

[Eastern Territory, Challenger]

[Bloodline: Human Race]

[Constitution: Fiery Sun Divine Body]

[Realm: Ninth Heaven of the Magic Ring]

[Talent Potential: Gods and Demons]

[Divine Potential: Superior]

[Magic Ring: Great Sun Sky Tour, Star River Weeps Blood]

[Nine Scenery Golden Pill, Nine Phases Magic Ring...]

"Master of Wuxian Sect, Feng Qingcang!"

Wan Zhuliu's eyes condensed. With just one glance, he knew that the owner of this strange stone shaped like the scorching sun was the master of the cave heaven that Huang Longzi mentioned.

There are many strong men in Tianshiyuan...

"Walk through this strange stone road and you can enter the temple."

Dong Ershisan flicked his sleeves, and the divine light on the top of the mountain dimmed, leaving only the last ten stones still shining:

"There is no rush to climb the mountain. Since you are here, you might as well give it a try. If you can defeat the masters of five, um, three strange stones with the same level, you don't have to climb the mountain anymore."

"Are you willing?"

Feeling Dong Ershisan's indifferent gaze, Wan Zhuliu immediately bowed:

"Junior is willing. "

"Okay!"

Dong Ershisan nodded slightly, his expression eased a little. Under his gaze, the light of the ten strange stones became more and more dazzling:

"You can choose any one!"

"Ying Xuantian, Feng Qingcang, Fa Wushe..."

Every time he glanced at a strange stone, Wan Zhuliu's eyelids jumped, until he saw the last one, his eyes became gloomy:

"Li Yuan!"

"Hehe~"

The human-headed strange bird sneered, but before he could sneer, he was glanced at by Dong Ershisan and lowered his head.

"When Li Yuan left the temple, he entered the Tao Fangcheng..."

Dong Ershisan had no expression on his face, just pointed his finger, and the divine light on the top of the mountain instantly blazed, enveloping Wan Zhuliu and the dragon-like strange stone.

Om~

All kinds of light intertwined and flowed in front of his eyes.

After a moment, Wan Zhuliu frowned slightly, resisting the discomfort of his realm being suppressed to the Tao realm, and looked up.

This is a wilderness, hundreds or thousands of miles around, with mountains and rivers but no human habitation.

At a glance, there is only a young Taoist walking slowly in the distance.

He carries a huge hammer on his shoulder, his face is as gloomy as water, and a dark green aura moves around his body when he steps, and sometimes there are flashes of lightning.

"This kid..."

Wan Zhuliu's eyes condensed, and the long sword on his waist suddenly made a trembling sound. His eyelids jumped, and the next moment, there was a "boom".

The shadow of the hammer came all over the sky!

...

...

Buzz~

Under the night, there was still smoke and dust in the Longhu Mountains.

At the back of the main peak of Longmen, Li Yuan looked far away and could still faintly feel the smoke after the war.

At a glance, you can even see broken hills and broken trees in pieces.

"As you expected, the old thief Qianyan really took the opportunity to sneak in, intending to abduct Qi Benchu, but with the backup left by Senior Qin, he was saved."

Nie Xianshan stroked his long beard and exclaimed: "Senior Qin's skills are amazing. The two big sun monitoring mirrors beat the two old thieves into a mess..."

Speaking of the battle last night, Nie Laodao was quite excited.

Li Yuan was not surprised by this, but just asked:

"Where is Senior Qin?"

"When the two old thieves were fighting with the Dharma images left by Senior Qin, Senior Qin attacked and smashed the spiritual images of the two people, and then chased them away..."

The Pure Yang Sword on Nie Xianshan's back trembled, and he was quite regretful. He was half a beat slower than Long Xixiang, so he could only stay to guard the mountain gate.

...

When it was dawn, Pang Wenlong just returned.

"Senior?"

Sensing Pang Wenlong's breath, Li Yuan put away the Dragon and Tiger Health Furnace and hurried to meet him.

"Not all the work has been done."

In the courtyard, Pang Wenlong shook his sleeves with a sneer on his face:

"These two old guys have a back-up plan and escaped into the dark realm. However, they were seriously injured if not killed by my blow."

As he spoke, Long Xixiang and Long Yingchan followed him one after another.

"How about you?"

After hearing the question, Li Yuan recounted the story of Wan Zhuliu entering the temple to challenge him.

"Excellent evaluation?"

When they heard that Wan Zhuliu was evaluated as excellent in the Eight Directions Temple, several people frowned.

"'Incense and Blood Quenching' Ceremony?"

Pang Wenlong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and clapped his hands in admiration: "Wan Zhuliu is so cruel, so cruel!"

"It's really cruel."

It's hard for Li Yuan not to agree.

With his temperament, he would never do such a thing that would burn most of his life in this life.

"If you fail, you will die."

Pang Wenlong sighed.

Even if he breaks the shackles of the Eight Directions Temple, the life span of the Unity Realm is only a thousand years, and most of it is abandoned at once.

If he couldn't get the medicine for longevity in the Bafang Temple, he would definitely die.

"Hmm..."

Pang Wenlong paced and pondered, and the others didn't disturb him. Li Yuan turned around and went to the house to make a pot of tea and poured it for them.

Before they finished the pot of tea, they had reached a consensus:

Wan Zhuliu must be killed!