Taoist master wants to ascend

Chapter 453 Role model in the world

Qinglong Pavilion?

Taoist Tiancan is here?

Li Yuan changed his clothes, picked up a hammer and went out.

"Junior Brother Li."

Seeing Li Yuan, Long Yunfeng also admired him quite a bit.

There is no shortage of ascetic monks in Longhu Temple, but the inner sects and true disciples he knows, besides ascetic practices, will also meet up with friends to drink tea, listen to music, even play with crickets, compete with each other, etc.

Recreation, relaxation.

But Junior Brother Li, in addition to blacksmithing, also practices martial arts. He is like this every day, like this for a year, and still like this for more than two years.

He is still enjoying himself, and is not an ascetic monk in the ordinary sense.

"Senior Brother Long, is that Master Tiancan here?"

Li Yuan asked.

"Well, not only this real person, but also the person from the Xinyi Sect arrived last night."

Long Yunfeng said.

The two of them walked towards the sect's main hall.

After the New Year, Longhu Temple is not as lively as before.

Wei Tianzuo was ambushed and the various martial arts performances were postponed. Many sects evacuated Hengshan City, and those who did not evacuate also returned to the city.

In the deserted Longhu Mountains, the inner disciples who had been suppressed for nearly a year were very active.

When walking past the Qi Sensing Stage, Li Yuan saw some disciples competing, and they were acquaintances, Lin Kai and Wang Xuanying.

The two stood several feet apart, each holding an end of a wrist-thick iron rope, with many disciples surrounding them.

"This is?"

Li Yuan stopped.

"A way of sparring and competing."

Long Yunfeng explained: "The two of them should be on the verge of transforming their inner energy into reality. Using this method to compete can sharpen their inner energy and speed up the progress of transformation."

"To sharpen your inner energy?"

It was also the first time for Li Yuan to see this kind of competition, and he couldn't help but take a second look.

But they saw that the iron rope between Lin Kai and Wang Xuanying suddenly stretched straight, and the full inner energy rose from the two people and poured into the iron rope.

There was only a "click" sound, and the iron rope seemed to be plated in red and yellow. Veins popped up on the foreheads of the two men, and they were sweating.

"From shape-changing to marrow refining, similar training is better than fighting, but Junior Brother Li doesn't need it."

Long Yunfeng's heart was somewhat complicated.

He witnessed Long Xinglie's rapid progress. He was only about fifty years old and had reached the edge of entering the Tao. Who would have thought that he would see something more powerful in his lifetime.

It has only been two years since I started, but I have made several breakthroughs in succession, from changing my body to refining my marrow, and I have completed my journey of more than thirty years...

No one has told me anything.

Li Yuan cursed in his heart, so he only took a few glances and went to the main vein.

…

There was a small banquet in the Long Mansion.

Long Ying sat in meditation on the main seat, accompanied by Long Xixiang and Nie Xianshan. The guests at the banquet were two old men full of twilight.

One person is wearing a Taoist robe, with messy beard and hair, and the other person is wearing a cassock, with a yellow face and white beard.

“The spiritual rice from Longhu Temple is truly unique in the world.”

Taoist Tiancan put down his bowl and chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and couldn't help but admire.

"Senior, if you like it, you can take some with you when you leave."

Long Yingchan also put down his bowls and chopsticks. With his seniority, the only people in the world who could be called seniors and who had not joined the Evil God Cult were the two in front of him.

Taoist Tiancan and Zen Master Mengtou were both active a hundred years ago and were the elders of his master's generation.

"That would be disrespectful."

Taoist Tiancan rubbed his dim eyes, sighed a few words, and lamented the death of Wei Tianzuo:

"The old Taoist had seen Xiaowei's swordsmanship and mastery earlier. He praised him for being able to break through the last move, surpassing his master and ancestor. Unexpectedly, he was ahead of the old Taoist."

"Sword Master Wei has a strong character and would rather die than retreat. Otherwise, even if he loses to the old thief with thousands of eyes, he will not die on the spot."

Long Yingchan also sighed.

"otherwise."

Taoist Tiancan shook his head: "The old Taoist specially went around Danshan Prefecture, and with his remaining aura, he could be regarded as witnessing that battle..."

"oh?"

The expressions of the people at the table changed somewhat.

"Xiao Wei, his death was not unjust."

Tiancan Taoist stretched out his palm, and a weak energy that ordinary people could not detect rose up:

"The Thousand-Eyed Old Thief had a plan a long time ago. He first took the Two Diamonds of Muscles and Bones to set up a ceremony in the Eight Meridian Mountains, and then came with the Sword Spirit Master to temporarily check and balance the Changhong Yiqi Sword...

In the end, the old ghost sacrificed his muscles and bones, and with the help of a huge amount of incense, he came in his true form and defeated Xiaowei with a thunderous force..."

Buzz~

That wisp of energy dispersed and fell into the hands of everyone present.

Long Yingchan, Long Xixiang and others did not hesitate. They picked up the wisp of Qi and pressed it between their eyebrows. After a while, several of them lowered their hands one after another.

"Xiaowei is not the master of Changhong Sword after all, otherwise..."

Taoist Tiancan sighed and looked at the silent leprous monk beside him. The latter was holding the strand of Qi and was lost in thought.

"Old bald donkey, what are you doing?"

The skinny-headed monk didn't answer, but just pointed his finger, and a wisp of bright yellow Qi turned into words in the air:

"I bet that Mr. Wei wants to use the pressure of these two old ghosts to try to break through that last move..."

"..."

"..."

Several people present looked at each other but said nothing.

Zen Master Daming who was waiting on the side also felt a little embarrassed. This old monk has already practiced closed-mouth meditation, so why can't he be more thorough?

"I bet, Mr. Wei..."

"stop!"

Taoist Tiancan frowned and dispersed the energy in the air. He shouldn't ask this old bald donkey. He opened his mouth and shut up just to gamble.

If he hadn't lost the bet back then, the two of them wouldn't have been so seriously injured.

"Why did this old ghost want to kill Xiao Wei?"

Taoist Tiancan was a little puzzled. The few strands of Qi he obtained were incomplete. He could barely catch a glimpse of the fight between one person and two gods, but he could not hear what they said.

"It is said that it is related to some big festival."

Long Yingchan thought for a while and then spoke.

Not only did the secret message sent by an unknown bow and arrow a few days ago mention the Great Sacrifice, but the spies he deployed in the divine capital also sent similar news using eagles.

In other words, the evil sect and the imperial court will hold some kind of grand ceremony.

"Grand Festival?"

Everyone in the courtyard had different expressions. Taoist Tiancan frowned and glanced at Tianyingzi behind him, who lowered his head:

"Senior brother seems to have mentioned that it was a spy who came and said that the reason why the Evil God Cult ambushed the Sword Master Wei was to take the Changhong Yiqi Sword for a grand sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice with the Heavenly Fortune Mysterious Weapons?"

Taoist Tiancan was slightly startled and asked quickly, but Long Yingchan just shook his head.

The scabby monk glanced at the monk Da Ming. The latter had a confused face, but he obviously didn't know. This made his face slightly dark, but he could only sigh inwardly.

The gap between the Xinyi Sect and the Five Great Dao Sects is not limited to Tianyun Xuanbing, but also in all aspects.

For example, intelligence.

"Those who offer sacrifices in a big way but not in a large way should avenge themselves!"

Taoist Tiancan slapped the table.

"Retribution, of course I have to repay you."

Long Yingchan was very calm: "But the root of these hairy gods and old ghosts of the Evil God Cult lies in the shrine. It will be difficult to eradicate them unless the shrine is found."

"Disaster."

The scabby monk pointed again.

This time no one interrupted.

The shrine is the Achilles' heel of the gods of the Evil God Sect. You can imagine how difficult it is to search for it.

For more than a thousand years, there have been many people who wanted to find these shrines, but they often searched all over the world and could not find even one or two, let alone all of them.

"It's difficult, but you still have to find it."

Long Yingchan lowered his eyelids.

He had hidden his true energy in Yu Banzhou a long time ago and wanted to take the opportunity to infiltrate the Evil God Cult, but it was difficult to find it in a short period of time.

Unless, those old ghosts are forced to incarnate one after another.

"Look, look for, fight, and fight!"

Taoist Tiancan didn't care at all about Tian Yingzi's dark face behind him, and said in a deep voice:

"The old Taoist priests don't have many more years to live. If you can't pull out this knife, you have to go to the Evil God Cult..."

"Uncle Master..."

Tian Yingzi's head was getting big. During this period, he almost knelt down to Long Yingchan. How many things had he promised to go out?

Are you telling me you're going to risk your life?

"The juniors are willing to follow the lead of the seniors!"

Long Xixiang spoke at the right time.

He still respected Taoist Tiancan in his heart. The biggest stain in this old Taoist's life was that he lost to Wan Zhuliu by just one move.

Apart from that, this is a true role model of a generation.

"Count me in."

The leprous monk raised his hand and pointed, and words appeared in the air.

After decades of sitting and suffering, by this time, he was almost like Master Tiancan. He was no longer afraid of death and even wanted to seek relief.

"Uncle Master..."

Zen Master Da Ming's face also turned dark, and he regretted not letting his senior brother come with him.

"The two seniors are like this. Sword Master Wei knows something secretly, so he must be able to feel at ease."

Nie Xianshan held his hand in awe.

Long Yingchan felt a little weird in his heart. They two old guys really saw through life and death, or should they talk to themselves?

But no matter what it is, the price of drawing the sword cannot be increased.

Although after seeing Wei Tianzuo's death, he had no idea of ​​raising the price.

"Senior is very righteous."

Seeing the two old seniors filled with such indignation, Taoist Master Long couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

Is it because my heart is too dirty?

…

When Li Yuan walked into Longzhai, he saw the older generation filled with indignation and a wizened old man banging the table.

An old monk closed his mouth and made afterimages of his fingers in the air.

Good guy...

Li Yuan looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but feel a little cold in his heart.

His first impression was that this Taoist monk was very, very old.

When he was old enough, at a glance, he looked like an old tree that was full of insects and had lost all its branches and leaves. This was more than just dying.

‘Isn’t it just one shiver before you die? ’

Li Yuan murmured in his heart, could these two people withstand the backlash of drawing their swords?

"Uh-huh!"

As soon as Li Yuan walked into the courtyard, the quarrels and noises had instantly dissipated. A group of seniors sat down, calm and relaxed, as if nothing had happened just now.

"This is a scoundrel."

Long Yingchan coughed lightly and introduced several people.

Long Xixiang didn't say a word, silently picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"Sure enough, he is a peerless talent!"

Taoist Tiancan was full of praise. After looking up and down, his expression changed slightly:

"Complete marrow refining?"

"Um?!"

As soon as he spoke, the expressions of several people in the courtyard changed, especially Tian Yingzi, who looked a little ugly:

"Master Long Dao, don't you know that Wan Zhuliu's great success in exchanging blood can reverse the defeat of the Grandmaster?!"

Refining marrow and exchanging blood is a state.

In other words, if the person who draws the sword is refining the marrow, then the sword will appear unexpectedly, but it will be like Wan Zhuliu when the blood exchange is complete!