Taoist master wants to ascend

Before winter turns to spring, the year ends.

This is the calendar method inherited from the previous dynasty by the Dayun Dynasty, which has been passed down for thousands of years.

Before the end of the year, a year of work ends and the new year is about to begin. People, whether rich or poor, will buy household items before that day and buy some food for their children that they would not normally eat.

The half month before the New Year is the busiest day of the year.

Li Yuan took the silver and said goodbye to Fatty Sun, who was reluctant to leave the middle courtyard. Before leaving the forging shop, he saw fireworks exploding in the sky.

"The warehouse of the forging shop!"

After taking a deep look at the large warehouse outside the martial arts field, Li Yuan clenched his palms and walked out quickly.

"Li Yuan!"

Suddenly, a full-bodied voice sounded.

Li Yuan's heart tightened, and he turned around and saw the unusually tall Qin Xiong:

"Master Qin?"

Li Yuan lowered his head, still unable to hide his shock.

Today's Qin Xiong is even more burly than the one he saw three months ago. He is probably two meters tall. His gestures are even more powerful.

This...

"Follow me!"

Qin Xiong didn't even look at him. He called out and walked to the front yard. Niu Gui lowered his head behind him, like a quail, following him closely.

"It's great to have connections..."

Li Yuan sighed in his heart, touched the silver on his chest, looked back at the direction of the kitchen, and followed to the front yard.

The layout of the front yard is not much different from that of the middle yard, but the place is larger, with two entrances, more rooms, and a larger open space.

It was just past noon at this time. In the open space, the apprentices in the front yard were training their strength, standing and dancing with hammers, and saw several people coming.

"Practice yours!"

Qin Xiong glanced coldly, and all the apprentices lowered their heads.

Passing through the front yard is Qin Xiong's house, an independent entrance, much better than Fatty Sun's, with an independent kitchen and toilet.

"Why did I call you here? You probably guessed it?"

Inside the house, Niu Gui lowered his head to close the door. Qin Xiong came with his hands behind his back, slightly lowered his head, full of oppression.

"Disciple knows..."

Li Yuan didn't even raise his head.

He had expected this day, and he didn't seem panicked at this time, but was very calm.

"Standing like an ape with arms hanging down, blood and energy flowing around your body, your talent is really amazing. I think you will master the White Ape Cloak Hammer soon?"

Qin Xiong's eyes twitched as he spoke, and his eyes swept towards Niu Gui, with a little more annoyance.

He really didn't expect that a junior with a low foundation and no family support could make such progress. Not to mention the middle courtyard, the only one who could compare with him in the front courtyard was Du Yun, and Lu Zhong couldn't do it.

"Master Qin taught well."

Li Yuan bowed his hands.

Martial arts are very difficult to hide, at least for him at this time.

Three months ago, he was only 1.65 meters tall. Now, he is 1.78 meters tall. He is not thin at all. His muscles and bones are strong. Anyone with eyes can see it. How can he hide it?

In fact, Li Yuan, who has only learned martial arts for a few months, can tell from Qin Xiong's changes that he is afraid of a breakthrough.

"Is he well taught?"

Qin Xiong pulled the corner of his mouth and his tone became heavy:

"Although your bones are not as good as Niu Gui, you are quite suitable for the White Ape Cloak Hammer. With this progress, the quota for entering the inner courtyard from the middle courtyard should be yours..."

Li Yuan did not even raise his head. He knew that this kind of talk usually followed by "but".

"But, I promised someone before that this time, I must take Niu Gui to the inner courtyard. Do you have any complaints?"

"Disciple dare not."

Only two meters away, facing Qin Xiong, who is more terrifying than a real bear, what can Li Yuan do?

"I dare not, not that I don't want to."

Qin Xiong glanced at Niu Gui again. His brother-in-law had almost lowered his head to his crotch, his face flushed.

"In previous years, the Inner Court was assessed once every three years, but after that, it is once a year. With your progress, you will definitely be in the Intermediate Court next year!" After that, Qin Xiong turned around and sat down, picked up the tea bowl, and blew lightly: "Go." "...Yes." Li Yuan bowed and turned to leave. Next year? This year there is a relationship, but there will be no next year? After leaving the house, Li Yuan's face was a little numb, rubbed it, and walked away quickly. ... "Sister, brother-in-law..." Inside the house, Niu Gui felt like ants were crawling all over his body: "I, I will wait for a year, and it will be the same if I enter the Inner Court again. Li Yuan, he is better than me..." "Wait for a year?" Looking at his useless brother-in-law, Qin Xiong sneered: "You go to the Intermediate Court, Du Yunlai goes to the front yard, Su Ling goes to the back yard... Why do people insert themselves in the Miscellaneous Court and the Foreign Affairs Court? Just to enter the Inner Court this year!" "Wait a year, it will be too late!" "Ah?" Niu Gui raised his head, his face blank. "The spring of the following year, the Divine Weapon Valley will open its gates. The shop has spent countless silver to get this opportunity.

At this time next year, the inner courtyard disciples will have to set off for Zhelong Mansion. If you wait for a year, the gate of the Divine Weapon Valley will be closed!"

Qin Xiong took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it to Niu Gui, saying in a deep voice:

"The Divine Weapon Valley recruits disciples, and the most important thing is the root bone. Li Yuan's root bone is only medium and low, and he can't even pass the first level!

Your talent is medium and high. If you keep up with the progress, it is possible that you will be admitted to the Divine Weapon Valley. That will be the greatest fortune of your life!"

"God, Divine Weapon Valley!"

Holding the porcelain bottle, Niu Gui's face flushed again, but he was trembling with excitement.

What is the Divine Weapon Valley?

That is the sky of Zhelong Mansion!

Niu Gui was very excited, and the guilt in his heart disappeared. He held the porcelain bottle and was about to leave.

"Don't go out these days if you have nothing to do."

Qin Xiong put down the tea cup and gave instructions.

"Ah? I, I still want to go home and see Third Sister..."

Niu Gui was stunned: "Isn't that murderous thief already..."

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the county magistrate is unsettled. Can the market be opened? Are taxes still collected?"

Qin Xiong was too lazy to say anything more and waved his hand to chase people away:

"Get lost!"

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"Is Qin Xiong afraid that he has already broken through to his inner strength?"

Li Yuan walked quickly. Although he was a little depressed, what he thought more about was Qin Xiong's martial arts.

"If he breaks through his inner strength, he will be the next guard leader. I wonder if Fatty Sun can withstand it?"

Touching the heavy silver in his arms, Li Yuan was ready to give it a try.

"To be on the safe side, I need to borrow more..."

Muttering in his heart, Li Yuan walked out of the forging shop.

It was already evening. Normally, there would be no pedestrians on the road at this time. However, because the New Year is approaching, the murderous maniac has been arrested, and the ban has been lifted, it seems to be more and more lively.

"Pull a few feet of cloth, it's cheaper, and make clothes for my mother-in-law..."

"Thirty-three cents per pound of meat? Why has it increased so much?"

"Candied haws on a stick, don't eat cakes, no, I want to eat candied haws on a stick..."

…

The streets and alleys were full of people's voices, and stalls selling all kinds of goods spread along the streets as far as the eye could see.

Li Yuan, who had not left the forging shop for a long time, suddenly felt the noisy voices coming from all directions, wrapping him tightly.

Li Yuan was a little stunned.

He is not a lively person, but going out after more than two months has a different feeling.

"No wonder those cultivators in previous lives were reborn from time to time. Living in isolation is really anti-human..."

Shaking his head slightly, Li Yuan walked into the crowd.

At the big fair before the New Year, not only the inner and outer cities are bustling, but also the dozen or so towns under Gaoliu's jurisdiction. There are also people driving cattle and carts to sell things and buy salt and iron.

This was naturally a great opportunity for Li Yuan, who was in urgent need of advanced weapons. Otherwise, he would not have been able to borrow so much money from Fatty Sun at once.

In addition to paying off the second brother's debt, he also wanted to try his luck at the big show.

"It is indeed the annual Gaoliu Gathering. There are so many advanced weapons!"

As he walked through the crowd, Li Yuan kept clenching his right hand, and the feeling of holding the weapon came to him one after another, very strong.

pity……

With his peripheral vision, he glanced at the warriors with swords and swords on their backs. Li Yuan sighed in his heart, it's all up to him.

He wanted to touch it, but he could only think about it.

None of the Jianghu people who could carry advanced weapons was easy to mess with, and some of them posed a greater threat to him than Qin Xiong.

"Enter the level, enter the level..."

Li Yuan kept thinking in his mind as he shuttled between stalls like a swimming fish.

Suddenly, his steps stopped and he looked at the stall on the right.

This stall is in a bad location. The stall owners are an old man and a young man, who seem to be from the lower town. They display various kinds of furs and unknown animal meat.

Seeing someone stop, the two men immediately greeted them warmly.

This is considered a weapon, right?

But, why can't I touch a normal weapon?

Several thoughts were swirling in his mind, and Li Yuan had already asked:

"Old man, how do you sell your sickle?"