Taoist master wants to ascend

Chapter 489 Dragon Demon Birthday

"It's the seventh day of August today, and it's not midnight yet."

Seeing the old man talking about something else, Qin Shixian could only shake her head and agree: "The people in the building don't know the time, it's a good thing you didn't forget the birthday of the founder."

Qin Yun lowered his eyelids: "This traitor chose a good day."

"Hmm?"

Qin Shixian's eyes turned cold: "Chi Zhuiyang?"

"Someone broke into the realm with a secret technique."

As Qin Yun paced, the divine realm covering the surroundings quietly dissipated. He walked outside the tower, leaning on the railing and looking out. He could vaguely perceive the subtle fluctuations:

"The sword intent is sharp, it should be the Jingping Division Master."

"Finally here."

Holding the spear tightly, Qin Shixian was murderous. If the old man hadn't stopped her, she would have killed him long ago.

"Master's birthday... well, well."

Qin Yun's eyes flashed, and he suddenly frowned: "This kid, is he going to climb the tower?"

"Who?"

Qin Shixian came to the railing, and with a glance, he saw Han Chuijun and his apprentice who were pulling Wang Wenyuan under the Bafang Tower:

"What a coincidence?"

"Maybe it's a coincidence?"

Qin Yun's expression was a little subtle:

"Unfortunately, he is not... Well, let him try."

Qin Shixian didn't care, but just glanced at the edge of the secret realm:

"Then Chi Zhuiyang, you have to let me kill him."

"Who is killed?"

Qin Yun's eyes were gloomy: "Since this traitor wants to enter the ancestral hall, why not help him."

"What do you mean?"

Qin Shixian was slightly startled, and then he understood, and lowered the spear he raised.

More than a thousand years have passed, and in most of the rumors in the martial arts world, the records about the Dragon Demon Taoist are only a few words like "Supreme Grandmaster".

But she had forgotten why her ancestor, who was spiritually connected to gods and had reached the pinnacle of martial arts, was called the 'Dragon Demon'.

Although she understood it in her heart, she was still a little upset:

"You have to leave Murong Qing to me."

"Whatever you want."

Qin Yun turned back to the tower. After a while, he had crossed his legs and entered a state of meditation. The rich incense surrounded his body and then spread, covering the room.

……

The Eight-sided Tower in the night stood like a sacred mountain, thousands of feet high.

Under the tower, Li Yuan looked up and could only vaguely see the tower.

Wang Wenyuan yawned and was curious: "Li boy, I asked you to climb the tower before, but you refused again and again. Why are you bothering me again in the middle of the night?"

"There is no need to rush to climb the tower."

Han Chuijun was dragged here by Li Yuan. He was holding a copy of 'The Theory of Changing Shapes' in his hand. These days, he was also obsessed with the Dragon Demon's handwriting and didn't want to go out at all.

"I've been in seclusion for a few days, it's time to go out and walk around."

Li Yuan just smiled, but his mind was wandering. He landed on the gray stone platform, where the wooden scroll of listening to music was glowing with a faint light, and there were lines of text flowing on it.

The wooden scroll of listening to music does not record every listening result, but after the scroll of holding music is promoted to the seventh level, it can freely mobilize the heavenly music that has been listened to.

[The Eight-Direction Pagoda contains a shocking secret...]

[The Eight-Direction Pagoda seems to be very fond of people with all forms, especially at midnight on the eighth day of the eighth month every year...]

'The eighth day of the eighth month. '

Feeling the wooden scroll of listening to music, Li Yuan's expression was subtle. This was the first time he had listened to the heavenly music, and it was also one of the reasons why he was not very active in climbing the tower after coming to the Zhaixing Tower.

He was waiting for midnight on the eighth day of the eighth month, and pulled Lao Han out as well.

"You can do whatever you want."

Wang Wenyuan saw that he was not sincere, but he did not mean to find out the truth. He took out the token and patted the tower:

"Go."

"Thank you, Master."

Li Yuan bowed his hands to thank him, snatched the theory of changing shapes from Lao Han, and pushed him into the Eight Directions Tower.

'When it comes to combining all forms, who else can I have besides my master and disciple in the Star Picking Tower? '

As the light and shadow intertwined and changed, Li Yuan muttered in his heart. He was very interested in the things hidden in the Eight Directions Tower, or the things left by the Dragon Demon Taoist.

Buzz~

The light flashed and flowed in front of his eyes like water waves. The next moment, Li Yuan had entered the Eight Directions Tower. He looked around and found the level he had exited last time.

"No need to climb again, this is a good thing."

Li Yuan squinted his eyes and looked around, but he was not in a hurry to climb the tower. Instead, he took the elixir, sat cross-legged in meditation, sorted out his martial arts, and waited for the arrival of midnight.

In the past half month, he immersed himself in the Dragon Demon Handwriting, and compared with the classics left by this supreme grandmaster, he sorted out what he had learned from the beginning and benefited a lot.

He has been breaking through the realm like drinking water. In less than ten years, he has walked a road that ordinary people cannot walk for dozens or hundreds of years, and has reached the threshold of blood exchange.

Although he is making rapid progress, he also lacks some years of precipitation.

The understanding of the Dragon Demon Taoist for martial arts has made up for this precipitation for him. At this moment, he sat cross-legged, the true qi flowed around his body, and the intricate qi channels in his body were looming, and sometimes there was a sound of flowing water coming out of his body.

"Martial arts practice starts with qi and blood, and then enters the hall through nourishing strength, tempering the body, and strengthening the inner body to changing the shape, and then passes through the meridians, refining the organs, and refining the marrow, until the blood exchange is completed..."

Li Yuan closed his eyes, and the Dragon Demon Handwriting kept flowing in his heart.

In half a month, he roughly read the classics left by Dragon Demon Taoist. With his photographic memory, he remembered everything in his heart, although he had not digested it.

"I did my best at the time in terms of blood circulation, true qi circulation, internal organs polishing, and marrow, bone and fascia polishing. Now looking back, although there are flaws, the foundation is solid."

Li Yuan said to himself.

He has always been cautious about martial arts practice. Thanks to his stability, even when compared with the classics left by the Dragon Demon Taoist, there are not many mistakes or omissions.

It's just that Taoist Dragon Demon's realm is too high and his research is too deep, so that even with his foundation, there is still the possibility of improvement, consolidation, and expansion.

For example, the circulation of qi and blood. He figured out the large circulation covering the head back then. Even Long Xixiang's eyes couldn't see any mistakes.

But according to Taoist Dragon Demon, the real great circulation must not only cover the trunk and head, but also go deep into the limbs and bones, encompassing even the smallest details of the whole body.

Thirty-six Qi channels are sufficient, but they can also be expanded to cover the whole body.

In the past half month, Li Yuan stayed at home, and while reading, he was also reorganizing these two major cycles. Thanks to his talent, he made rapid progress, and so far, it has been quite effective.

And this was because he was still focused on reforming his bones, otherwise it would have been faster.

"The handwritten writings left by Taoist Dragon Demon will definitely not stop at the theory of changing shapes, the theory of true energy, refining marrow and exchanging blood, and even the union of Taoism. There should be some, but they are not in the library..."

Li Yuan's mind wandered, and after combing for a long time, he slowly stood up, took the pill, and performed the Zhuang Kung Fu.

With the blessing of unparalleled talent, even if he was immersed in the handwriting, his progress in various martial arts did not fall behind. Within half a month, more than seven or eight sects of middle and lower martial arts had reached the Great Perfection.

The changed shape has also gone a step further, reaching the number of eight hundred and forty.

"Thousands of shapes, only within a few months. Before that, I will probably try to contact the strange beasts on the Black Whale Road..."

After a long time, Li Yuan took a long breath and slowly stopped. He looked around and observed the changes.

Time has arrived.

…

laugh!

A sharp sword light flashed out of thin air.

Then, Chi Zhuiyang slowly walked into the Bafang Secret Realm. He glanced at the Bafang Tower that stood like a sacred mountain, and felt relieved:

"Caught up..."

After a change of thought, he was about to rush towards the Bafang Pagoda, but was blocked by the red-gold sword light. Chief Jingping appeared and looked at him with a half-smile:

"Brother Chi, since we are cooperating, we should be honest with each other, don't you think so?"

"you!"

Chi Zhuiyang was angry in his heart, but he suppressed it and said in a deep voice:

"The eighth day of August is Taoist Dragon Demon's birthday, but it has always been hidden by the Qin family, so ordinary people don't know it."

"Dragon Demon Taoist's birthday?"

Chief Jingping looked around. Under the night, the shadow of the Bafang Tower covered the wilderness:

"Then what?"

"Perhaps only by climbing the tower today can we get a glimpse of the legacy left by Taoist Dragon Demon."

Seeing that he refused to give way, Chi Zhuiyang had no choice but to relent.

"I see."

Chief Jingping narrowed his eyes slightly and got out of the way, but followed Chi Zhuiyang. The latter frowned and his voice became colder:

"Why, the boss is also interested?"

"My boss is naturally somewhat interested in the inheritance of the Supreme Grand Master."

Chief Jingping smiled slightly and glanced coldly at the deserted secret realm: "As for the traitors like Zhaixing Tower, they are not in a hurry."

"Then, it depends on the ability of the boss."

Chi Zhuiyang had no intention of entangled with him. Although he was angry in his heart, he could only say these words coldly, and in the next moment, he was submerged in the Bafang Pagoda.

Buzz~

The Octagonal Tower suddenly glowed with light, and the angry shouts and shouts of the people on duty could be heard just now.

Chief Jingping took his time and walked into the Bafang Pagoda after sensing it. What he was more interested in was the Bafang Pagoda itself.

…

"The inheritance of the ancestor is not so easy to covet."

Watching the two people enter the tower with cold eyes, Qin Shixian felt cold in her heart. She was very afraid of the Ancestral Master Hall and did not dare to step into it easily.

The moment these two people entered the tower, they were destined to die.

"That kid also entered the tower tonight. What a coincidence..."

Pressing the killing intention, Qin Shixian thought of the cunning boy again. After thinking about it, he still communicated with Bafang Pagoda.

…

Buzz~

Almost at the same time as midnight, Li Yuan felt an invisible wave suddenly coming, sweeping over him at an extremely fast speed.

"Coming?"

Li Yuan concentrated his mind, and for the next moment, he felt as if he was in a trance. Large areas of light and shadow surged around him, flowing and intertwining at a very fast and dazzling speed.

But it only took a few breaths. When Li Yuan came to his senses, he found that he had arrived at a brightly lit 'school'.

A familiar school.

"This place?"

Li Yuan's eyelids twitched.

This school has high standards and a large space. It is almost exactly the same as the one he saw before when he listened to Tianyin.

The difference is that there are no more luxuriously dressed students in this school.

"here it is?"

Li Yuan turned around and saw Old Han's figure suddenly appearing in the corner, looking around in surprise.

"here……"

Li Yuan was about to speak when he suddenly heard a slight cough. His heart shuddered and he saw the old master slowly walking into the school with a ruler in his hand.