Chapter 144: Destroying the Jun Cave
Chapter 144: The Thousand-Jun Cave
"Destroy the whole family?!"
Li Yuan's heart was shocked.
When the news from Pinggou County came, he even thought that Han Chuijun was aiming for the position of Qianjun Cave Master, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated Old Han.
If this is the case, it makes sense that Valley Master Gong Yangyu, the elders, and the true disciples all rushed to Pinggou County.
"Mr. Han..."
Fang Yunxiu let out a long sigh, took out a pill and swallowed it. His complexion improved a little and he talked about the trip to Ping Gou.
Li Yuan pulled out a chair for her to sit down, and was quite curious about their trip.
"Someone in Pinggou County held a 'Feast for Thousand Old Men'. By the time we arrived, it was too late. Every household in Pinggou County was shut up and it was like a den of ghosts."
Even after several months, Fang Yunxiu still showed anger when she mentioned this matter:
"Both the Thousand Old Men Banquet and the Thousand Infants Banquet are means of pleasing the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva. The one who performed the blood sacrifice was the elder Sima Gui from the inner sect of Qianjun Cave. He is over 120 years old and will not live long."
"Another blood sacrifice?"
Li Yuan's eyelids twitched wildly and he smelled blood from Fang Yunxiu's words.
The deaths of thousands of people would be a shocking case no matter where it happened, not to mention the blood sacrifice.
"Blood sacrifice is a taboo. Once someone performs it, everyone in the world can kill him. However, over the past thousand years, only a few people have succeeded."
Fang Yunxiu spoke as she breathed in slowly.
Using blood sacrifice to please the gods is too cruel and once done, one will be spurned by the world. In addition, very few people succeed in pleasing the gods. Therefore, throughout history, there have been very few people who dare to take risks, and even fewer who succeed.
"He succeeded?"
Li Yuan's eyes narrowed.
"Yes, he succeeded!"
Fang Yunxiu nodded: "No one thought he could really succeed, but I saw with my own eyes that his white hair turned black.
And in one fell swoop, he broke through the meridians and successfully refined the internal organs!"
"White hair turning black? Is the internal organs refining successful?"
Li Yuan murmured.
He had only heard of this kind of thing in legends, and now he felt a sense of absurdity that the legend had become reality.
He had never seen white hair turn black before...
"and then?"
Li Yuan asked.
Only when one has mastered the art of opening up the meridians can one refine the internal organs. As far as he knows, in the Divine Weapon Valley nowadays, only the Valley Master has achieved success in refining the internal organs.
This is a top master in the prefecture, even better than Elder Ku Yue, Su Wanxiong and others.
"Then……"
Fang Yunxiu's expression changed: "Then, Elder Han attacked and beat him to death. He held up his head and offered sacrifice to the elders who died in the blood sacrifice..."
"Shape-changing and killing the internal organs?!"
Li Yuan was a little stunned.
He knew that Lao Han was fierce, but he didn't expect him to be so fierce.
He broke through his inner strength and, with the blessing of the Weapon Control Talisman, he still managed to kill Ding Zhi through a sneak attack, although the difference between the two was only one realm.
"How did you do that?!"
"I don't know. No one saw it."
Fang Yunxiu shook her head. She was much more shocked than Li Yuan at that time, but no one saw it. All they knew was that Sima Gui was dead.
"Has Old Han's meridians been cleared? Or has he already changed his form?"
Li Yuan's mind was full of mixed thoughts, he hadn't even completed the dragon form yet.
He had no idea what realm Baixing was, but killing enemies across two realms still felt incredible to him.
"Maybe the old beast's foundation is unstable."
Fang Yunxiu took out a booklet from her bosom and said, "This is what Mr. Han asked me to give you. He also asked me to tell you to keep it close to you."
Awesome Qigong!
Li Yuan reached out and took it. He knew without turning it that this was the booklet that Lao Han had shown him before.
But Fang Yunxiu had to bring this book back, which meant that Old Han knew he couldn't come back in a short time, or even...
"Old Han is not a reckless person. If he dares to take action, he must be sure of it, right?"
Li Yuan was a little worried.
Seeing his worry, Fang Yunxiu wanted to say something, but didn't know how to comfort him.
After all, Qianjun Cave is a big sect that has been in charge of a prefecture for a thousand years. There are many masters in the sect, and there are 3,000 Qianjun Guards. The cave master is also a famous master who has been famous for many years.
How easy is it to compete?
"The Valley Master and his men have already gone to Pinggou, so I think everything should be alright, right?"
The two were silent for a while, and it was Li Yuan who spoke first, feeling a little uneasy.
As far as he knew, behind Qianjun Cave was Huailong Palace.
After the Dayun Dynasty divided the world, the nominal lord of Huizhou was 'Huailong Palace'.
This……
"It should be fine."
Fang Yunxiu nodded with a heavy expression.
She lost interest in talking, so Li Yuan took the opportunity to leave.
……
After returning to the Hammer Soldier Hall, Li Yuan was still shaken and couldn't help but think about it.
Over the past six months, the Zhelong Mansion has been shaken many times, the Evil God Cult has been causing chaos, and some people have even openly hunted down disciples. The Divine Weapon Valley has been very passive and seems to be able to only defend itself.
Now it seems...
Somehow, Li Yuan thought of Gong Yangyu, the valley master who, in his eyes, could not suppress the internal strife within the sect.
"Is it really Old Han who wants to wipe out the whole family?"
Li Yuan felt uneasy and turned to look for Fang Baoluo, but he came back empty-handed. After asking around, he found out that Fang Baoluo had received a letter a few days ago and had hurried down the mountain.
Also traveling with them were true disciples such as Ba Wanli.
"I've only been forging iron for half a month, and this..."
Li Yuan rubbed his face. This was more stressful than the one brought to him by the Red Dragon Fish King.
If the four major sects were to go to war, it would be almost impossible for him to practice martial arts, forge iron, and study in peace and quiet.
"Now, a storm is about to come."
Li Yuan felt a great sense of urgency in his heart. He swallowed a pill, picked up the hammer and started practicing martial arts.
With the support of many forging hammers, his hammering skills progressed very quickly and were almost perfect. "Not fast enough, not enough..."
……
……
Huhu~
The night wind blew gently, and a small boat drifted downstream, speeding along the Grand Canal.
On the boat, Sha Pingying wiped the bloodstained iron rod and looked at both sides of the river nervously, his face pale:
"Mr. Han, how are you injured?"
"Can't die."
Han Chuijun sat cross-legged, with a strong smell of blood lingering around him: "The Worship of Gods is truly worthy of the name of a magic skill. That old guy actually hurt me..."
He pressed his chest lightly. Under his grey clothes, there was a hideous palm print that went from front to back, through which one could see his internal organs.
The magical palm that Sima Gui used before his death actually pierced through his inner armor and horizontal chain. This was the power of refining the internal organs and also the power of blood sacrifice.
In other words, his muscles and bones are not human. If it were any other martial artist who had achieved great success in opening up the meridians or even refining the internal organs, he would have been beaten into a pool of blood.
Changing form to kill Lian Zang, he was not seriously injured.
Sha Pingying felt a little numb. Even though several months had passed, he was still shocked every time he thought of him.
But what surprised him even more was:
"Mr. Han, do gods really exist in this world?"
Changing one's form to kill and refine one's internal organs was something that some amazing masters in the world had accomplished before, but the blood sacrifice to please the gods completely overturned his belief.
"If you believe it, you have it; if you don't believe it, you don't have it."
Han Chuijun raised his head and swallowed a whole bottle of Bu Yuan Dan. There was no blood under the ghost mask:
"Even if it really exists, it's not impossible to kill it!"
"White hair turns black, and youth returns. Is the method of worshipping gods really a way to longevity?"
Sha Pingying's heart trembled slightly. When he was hunting down the evil god cult's monsters several years ago, he also acquired some evil magic.
He had sneered at it before, but now he couldn't wait to return to the sect and read it again word by word.
"Otherwise, how did Pang Taizu live for more than 400 years?"
Han Chuijun glanced at him, took out a silk cloth and wiped the pocket-sized hammer. The jade-like hammer was stained with blood that was difficult to wipe off.
"Have you ever seen the method of worshipping gods?"
Han Chuijun frowned: "You ask me questions here and there. It's none of your business whether I have learned it or not."
"Curiosity, just curiosity."
Sha Pingying felt embarrassed, but his mind was full of mixed thoughts.
Not until he experienced this did he understand why the evil cult persisted despite being banned, and why countless people continued to worship the gods despite knowing that the worship was dangerous.
Who doesn’t want to regain youth, who doesn’t want to live a second life?
"coming!"
Suddenly, Han Chuijun raised his eyes.
Sha Pingying was startled, and saw that on the river, there were dozens of large ships going upstream, with the "Qianjun" flag flying high.
"Master Qianjun!"
Sha Pingying's expression changed drastically. Those large ships were full of masters holding weapons.
From a distance, a cold shout came:
"Han Chuijun, you practiced the evil magic first, and then killed my sect's elders. Today, I will punish you!"
On the Wuya warship, a silver-haired old man stood with his hands behind his back, a long spear in his palm emitting a fierce light.
Even though they were several miles apart, Sha Pingying felt a chill in his heart.
The martial arts of this Qianjun Cave Master is not comparable to that of Sima Gui who is about to break through. He is a great master who is not inferior to his own valley master.
"Just you?"
Han Chuijun sneered and suddenly looked up.
Boo!
It seems like an eagle flapping its wings.
On the Wuya warship, the expression of Qianjun Cave Master changed and he looked up into the sky.
But then I saw a goshawk with a wingspan of about ten feet swooping down, and above it, an old man who looked like a mad lion was laughing and drawing his bow.
"Soul-chasing arrow, Qiu Zhengxiong!"
On the large ship, the expressions of many masters of Qianjun Cave changed. They looked around and saw flickering figures in the woods on both sides.
No one knows when more and more small boats appeared in the Grand Canal.
"This this……"
Looking at the familiar faces on the boat, Sha Pingying was stunned.
Han Chuijun moved his feet, and the small boat was like an arrow shot from a bow, shooting straight to the large ships that were connected like a dam a few miles away.
"call!"
A lone boat suddenly came by, and Gong Yangyu stepped on it, and it actually moved with the wind, flying a hundred feet away.
"First they killed my true disciple, then they colluded with the evil god cult..."
The five-colored light flashed around him, as if he was flying in the air and riding the wind. His voice was louder than the sound of the rushing river:
"Kill them all, kill them all!"
……
……
Fang Yunxiu's return made Li Yuan feel uneasy.
He has always been a man who is prepared for danger in times of peace. After realizing the urgency, he practiced martial arts even more diligently. Apart from working as a blacksmith as usual, he hardly ever left the house.
Click!
In the night, the rain continued.
"call!"
"Suck!"
In the small courtyard, Li Yuan raised the hammer and moved. His movements were not fast, but the shadow of the hammer was impenetrable, and large amounts of wind and rain were blown away.
Zheng~
At a certain moment, with the sharp sound of metal clanging, all the hammer shadows in the sky disappeared.
"Squeak~!"
Li Yuan tightly grasped the sledgehammer, glanced at the squeaking mice under the eaves, and looked towards the gate:
"Who?"
"Have you read the letter of recommendation?"
Outside the courtyard gate, the voice was faint and Li Yuan couldn't even tell whether it was a man or a woman.
Star-catching tower?
Li Yuan's heart was slightly shocked, knowing that this was the person Wang Wenyuan was talking about: "Who are you?"
"Look, open the door. If you don't look, I'm leaving."
(End of this chapter)