Taoist master wants to ascend

People roared and horses neighed.

Shi Hong's horse moved forward, like an arrow off the string, and rushed straight away. Behind him, hundreds of horsemen roared in unison, and their swords and soldiers followed.

Outside the dense forest, the shadows of Qi and their scythes are like the moon. Hundreds of horses are moving with them, their scythes are like the forest.

In an instant, the shouts of killing shook the sky.

Two major sects, with more than a thousand people, engaged in a fierce and deadly battle outside the dense forest on a snowy night.

…

A few miles away, Jing Shuhu urged his horse to move. At one point, he reined in his horse and stopped as if he had realized it.

Xilulu~

The dragon horse man stood up. Jing Shuhu glanced at him with cold eyes and saw a man blocking the front in the darkness.

The man was dressed in black attire, hunting in the wind, and was as long as a spear. He had a long-handled sickle standing in front of him, and the one-meter-long blade emitted an icy cold light.

"Xiao Zongyuan, you dare to stop me?!"

The moment Uncle Jing reined in his horse, a sharp explosion was heard, and Xiao Zongyuan, who was a hundred feet away, suddenly rose up.

His clothes were filled with wind, and he took a step of more than twenty feet, with several ups and downs, and swept across at extremely fast speeds. The sickle burst out with astonishing light:

"kill!"

Without any hesitation, and without any communication, Xiao Zongyuan suddenly moved, and the sickle exuded astonishing energy.

Waiting for work at leisure, he directly attacked Jing Shuhu who had been running for several days.

A few dozen feet away, Jing Shuhu had already felt the biting chill, and immediately roared in response:

"kill!"

Boom~

At that moment, the swords and hammers collided, and the actual air waves spread like strong winds and waves, and the weeds and dead branches beside the road broke.

The sickle as tall as a man was like a crescent moon, casting down a trail of cold light, and the hand hammer about a foot long burst out with dazzling flames.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The wind howled and the energy surged.

The terrifying energy split the ground, the wind and snow were all broken into pieces, and the grass and trees turned into ashes. The two fought against each other head-on.

The place of collision spanned from ten feet to a hundred feet, and finally reached the battlefield where the Sanyuan Army and the Divine Guards clashed.

"ah!"

The powerful force passed by him, and the armor-clad soldiers and the horses beneath him were shaken to pieces.

"Elder!"

Qi Ying, who was fighting fiercely, was shocked: "Jing Shuhu?! How did he come so fast?!"

"How dare you get distracted?!"

Shi Hong sneered and moved his sword, forcing Qi Ying back. At the same time, a muffled sound almost drowned out the sounds of killing shouts and clashing swords on the field.

However, he saw a figure flying out from where the strong wind was surging. After landing, he coughed up blood and hissed:

"Walk!"

"Elder!"

Qi Ying's expression changed, and so did all the masters of Sanyuanwu. The one who coughed up blood was Xiao Zongyuan.

"Walk!"

Xiao Zongyuan coughed up blood and staggered. He exerted force under his feet and his energy surged, turning into a substantial violent wind all over his body.

The energy was intertwined, shrouding it like a violent ape.

The superior secret of Sanyuanwu, the technique of violent ape sword and sickle!

"Roar!"

When the violent ape hisses, a tiger roars in response.

Jing Shuhu moved forward with a step, and the strength of his whole body was intertwined like an evil tiger, covering his body and passing through his hammer.

The evil tiger transformed by his inner energy is far more lifelike than Xiao Zongyuan's, and he has an impressive power when he looks at it.

"kill!"

After Xiao Zongyuan was reminded twice, he no longer had time to pay attention to the battle behind him.

Accompanied by the roar of the tiger, Jing Shuhu came to kill him.

boom!

Thunder exploded, overwhelming the entire battlefield.

Except for a few people, including Shi Hong and Qi Ying, most people could no longer see the two of them.

All that could be seen was that the two giant beasts transformed from their inner energy were violently colliding and biting. Wherever they passed, earth and rocks were splashed, and vegetation was broken.

"Walk!"

Qi Ying was unwilling to accept Shi Hong's attack, but could only retreat.

"Want to leave!"

Shi Hong sneered, pursued him, and held on tightly. He marched slowly, waiting for now.

The head of the great disciple of Sanyuanwu True Tradition is much more valuable than the ordinary True Tradition disciples in Qianjun Cave.

boom!

After a while, the energy burst.

Beside the dense forest, Jing Shuhu slowly closed his hand, his hammer stained with blood. A few feet away, Xiao Zongyuan opened his mouth and the blood surged up:

"What a fighting hammer!"

If you wait for work, you will lose...

The color in his eyes was dim, and his muscles and bones made a "哢哢" sound. When he collapsed on his back, blood oozed from the pores all over his body.

"No wonder I didn't catch it. This old boy actually wanted to catch me!"

After wiping his hand hammer, Jing Shuhu swept across the battlefield, hundreds versus a thousand, and with his sudden appearance, Sanyuanwu was completely defeated.

But being ambushed first in the end can only be described as a tragic victory.

If he hadn't happened to hear the news from Su Wanxiong, it would have been a disastrous defeat or even the entire army was annihilated.

"call!"

After thinking about it, Jing Shuhu took a deep breath and felt exhausted.

After riding for several days, he was really sleepy. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been fighting with Xiao Zongyuan for so long.

He was a little dissatisfied with this.

Han Chuijun had already killed Lian Zang...

…

Qi Ying was defeated and Shi Hong pursued him.

The fight ended completely at noon the next day when Shi Hong came back with Qi Ying's head.

"We killed more than 320 enemies, 230 were killed in battle, 60 were injured, and 18 escaped..."

In front of the bonfire, Jing Shuhu was sitting cross-legged. Several disciples came back from taking inventory of the battlefield with very ugly faces.

"waste!"

Jing Shuhu's face twitched and he was very angry: "One thousand versus three hundred, and two hundred and thirty people died in the battle?!"

Even though he had expected it, Jing Shuhu still felt his heart bleed when he heard this number. These were the elites of the sect.

"Trash!"

Shi Hong's face turned dark as he came from a distance.

…

…

when! When~~

Inside Chirong Cave, smoke filled the air.

Li Yuan's upper body was naked, and the forging hammer in his hand fell like raindrops, sparks flew everywhere, and the impurities in the fine iron quickly separated.

His blacksmithing skills have long been perfected, his weapons-forging skills are steadily progressing towards success, and he is already familiar with blacksmithing.

He is extremely skilled in forging alloys, quenching and tempering, filing, tempering, grinding... and other steps.

"The share is almost done."

After a long time, Li Yuan put down the forging hammer and relaxed his fingers.

As the sect prepares for war, each blacksmith in the Weaponry Valley is assigned a large number of tasks. He is not assigned many tasks, but at least they are repairing and building weapons of high-grade sharp blades or above, which is also quite energy-consuming.

Fortunately, he is physically strong and has the blessing of five forging hammers. After completing the day's quota, it does not affect his ability to forge the third heavy hammer.

"Junior Brother Li!"

Li Yuan turned around.

Outside Chirong Cave, Niu Jun moved various iron materials and looked at Li Yuan, who looked as normal despite the high temperature, with great admiration.

The high temperature in Chirong Cave is unbearable even for shape-changing warriors, let alone living there for a long time.

He simply couldn't imagine how much perseverance this would take.

"Thank you, senior brother."

Li Yuan took various iron materials and moved the repaired and forged weapons outside.

"By the way, your subordinate Liu Zheng came to you this morning and said that the forging shop has been sold out and that the pills will be delivered in the next few days."

While moving the iron materials, Niu Jun said: "As a true heir, these scattered transactions are unnecessary. You should put it down long ago and concentrate on forging iron."

"Senior brother is right."

Li Yuan nodded and asked him about the current situation of the sect.

"What else could be going on inside the door? The Three Yuan Army is hundreds of miles away, can they still attack?"

Niu Jun was not worried and comforted Li Yuan: "We and those other families will have to fight every ten or twenty years. Junior brother, just get used to it."

"Is there any news from the Great Elder?"

Li Yuan asked.

"This, this is not the case."

Niu Jun shook his head and left carrying various weapons.

"Lao Jingtou hasn't come back yet? Is something going to happen?"

Li Yuan was a little worried. The old man was a bit tough, but he had nothing to say to him.

Li Yuan quickly moved all kinds of iron materials into Chirong Cave. As soon as Li Yuan picked up the forging hammer, he heard Lei Jingchuan's steady footsteps.

"Elder."

Li Yuan bowed his hands and saluted. Seeing that his face looked good, he couldn't help but feel moved: "Is there any news from the Great Elder?"

"Big victory!"

Lei Jingchuan's brows eased and he was in a good mood: "The night before yesterday, most of the elite troops sent by Sanyuanwu to ambush were killed or injured. Xiao Zongyuan and Qi Ying died on the spot!"

An inner sect elder, a contemporary true disciple, and hundreds of elites all died in battle?

"This is indeed a great victory."

Li Yuan was also relieved: "Is the Great Elder back?"

"Go and help Duanmu Sheng."

Lei Jingchuan was a little solemn: "Sanyuanwu's strength cannot be underestimated. Duanmu has deployed defenses in the cities, and half of them have fallen. The war situation is not optimistic."

"However, the Valley Master must also do his best."

Only then did Lei Jingchuan have a smile on his face. As long as they dug the Qianjun Cave, they would be able to advance, attack, retreat or defend.

"Old Han...cough, where is my master?"

Li Yuan almost called the wrong one.

During this period, he inquired about Lao Han's information a lot, but found nothing. He only knew that he took Baowan and Fang Baoluo to Geyun Mansion to block Lixue Mountain.

"That old guy will be fine."

Lei Jingchuan was very confident and made it clear that he did not want to mention anything related to him, so he waved his hands and prepared to leave.

Elder, wait. "

Li Yuan hurriedly called him and rubbed his hands: "Before going down the mountain, the great elder promised his disciples..."

"What did he promise?"

Lei Jingchuan was slightly startled.

"A high-grade longbow and two ounces of fine gold."

Li Yuan said, and quickly added: "The long bow, the disciple will help to make three high-grade famous weapons, fine gold, the disciple will buy it with the gold..."

A top-grade longbow?

Fine gold?

"He really promised you this?"

Lei Jingchuan's eyelids twitched. Is that old guy so generous?

"Tell the truth!"

"real?"

Lei Jingchuan was very suspicious, thought for a while, and then said: "Longbow, Shenbing Pavilion had a few before, but now..."

He didn't explain it clearly, but Li Yuan knew in his heart that the Shenbing Pavilion was probably empty.

"It's fine gold..."

Lei Jingchuan hesitated for a moment, but thinking that the gift was also Jing Shuhu's, he nodded:

"Three thousand taels of gold, which is less than one tael of fine gold. Very few people sell this thing. The value should be three thousand five hundred taels of gold. How much money is there?"

Three thousand five hundred taels of gold, why not grab it!

Li Yuan only felt toothache.

"Even at the price of three thousand taels of gold, can you afford it?"

Lei Jingchuan was speechless, then he remembered that less than a year after Li Yuan became the True Successor, he was very poor.

"this……"