Chapter 168: Accumulation of Incense

Chapter 168: Accumulation of Incense

Chapter 168: Accumulation of Incense

"Jing Shuhu!"

In the interconnected tunnels, Su Wanxiong coughed up blood several times, and his injuries worsened again just as he was recovering.

He tore open his collar, and the faint fingerprints turned purple and kept expanding.

"Failed!"

Su Wanxiong's face twitched and his eyes were red as if blood was about to drip out.

The injuries that he had suppressed for half a year broke out again. The fingerprints affected his muscles, bones and internal organs, and every movement caused a stabbing pain deep into his bone marrow.

He took several kinds of pills in succession and was able to suppress the pain of his injuries. His face turned as pale as paper.

"How did that old man come to our house?"

Su Wanxiong sat cross-legged with difficulty, moving his internal energy. After a long time, he spat out a mouthful of black blood, his face still looking extremely ugly.

During the past six months, he had not left his house. The one-eyed temple priest who was the only one in contact with the outside world had been hiding in the city for more than 40 years. How could he be found suddenly?
Call ~
Suddenly, he shrank and hid in the shadows. A moment later, footsteps came closer.

"Yuan Qiao?"

Su Wanxiong narrowed his eyes slightly and recognized that the person walking quickly was his capable subordinate, but he still held his breath and hid, regulating his breathing to suppress his injuries.

After a long time, he finally let out a sigh of relief, chased after him, and showed up on his own initiative.

"Helmsman!"

The gray-robed swordsman bowed and handed over a letter: "Elder Xiao Zongyuan of Sanyuanwu sent someone to deliver a letter, hoping to see the helmsman."

"Xiao Zongyuan?"

Su Wanxiong opened the letter and couldn't help but sneer: "You want me to take advantage of this opportunity to stir up unrest and cooperate with them from inside and outside?"

"Captain, I think this is a good opportunity!"

The gray-robed swordsman said in hatred, "The Divine Weapon Valley killed so many of our brothers. We should take this opportunity to avenge them!"

"Revenge must be taken, but..."

Su Wanxiong pressed his chest, steadied his breath, and didn't dare to get angry easily: "We don't have many people left..."

More than just not much?
Just thinking about it made Su Wanxiong feel heartbroken. Several times before and after, his elite subordinates were killed or wounded, and the only ones he could use were a few big cats and small cats.

If another group of them were strangled, there wouldn't even be enough manpower to hold the Thousand Spirits Sacrifice.

"Just deal with it for now."

Su Wanxiong gave the order in a deep voice, and after seeing him go away, he turned around and headed towards the outside of the city where the tunnel was connected.

He was unable to take action, but Meng Zhan had been waiting for a long time.

……

……

hum!
The incense burner fell on the gray stone platform, making a loud buzzing sound.

After taking out the two small incense burners and throwing them outside, the two incense burners of almost the same size just filled one side of the gray stone platform.

On the other side is the Divine Fire Combination Furnace.

"The place is still too small. The promotion of the military commander should be accelerated..."

Li Yuan sorted the various weapons and items into categories and put them away one by one.

The Weaponry Scroll can only hold weapons. Miscellaneous items such as gold and silver must be placed in a medium.

After throwing the small incense burner out and putting the items back, the gray stone platform became a little crowded again.

Although the stone platform would expand exponentially every time he was promoted to the rank of Weapon Master, the weapons and items he collected now were far more than before.

Not to mention swords, guns, sticks, clubs and the like, there are hundreds of hammers, forging hammers and the like, not to mention the miscellaneous items such as gold, silver, and refined steel.

"The incense on this incense burner can light up the combined furnace at least eleven times, and it is a third-level incense!"

Feeling the lingering incense on the incense burner, Li Yuan thought to himself that if the combined forces in the furnace failed, the incense, gold and silver would be consumed.

But he has roughly figured out the pattern, and his success rate is very high. After eleven attempts, he can at least produce eight or nine third-level weapons.

However, he had accumulated a lot of low-level weapons, and this amount of incense was far from enough.

"call!"

Li Yuan waved his hand and took the gray stone ball that wrapped the 'snake eye' in his hand. The incense on it was thin, but it was fifth-level incense.

"Unfortunately, I can only activate the Combination Furnace once. I need to think about this carefully!"

Li Yuan carefully put the stone ball away, thinking about it.

The fifth-level incense is too rare. If he fails, he will probably vomit blood.

"The best choice is the heavy hammer I made myself. If we can gather three of them, the success rate of the combined forces will be the highest..."

Li Yuan had an idea in mind.

In the past few months, he has fought with many famous weapons, and the Divine Fire Hundred Forged Armor, a top-grade famous weapon, is naturally the best one.

In addition, there is the red dragon fish leather armor and the thousand-pound hammer is the last one. After using it twice, Jing Shuhu scolded him for wasting materials.

"Save incense first."

After counting all the weapons and items on the gray stone platform, Li Yuan opened his eyes.

It was already noon on the third day after the destruction of the Remnant Temple. The disciples of the Supervisory Hall were very skilled, and until now, no one knew of the news.

I just thought the ruined temple was being repaired.

"The old man hasn't come back yet?"

Li Yuan frowned slightly. After that night, Jing Shuhu left a few instructions and left the city, and has not returned since.

He opened the door. The sun was shining brightly. The chill had gradually faded after the New Year, and the old trees in the yard were beginning to turn green. In the distance, one could hear the cries of various vendors and the sound of iron forging.

Yu Jin was squatting in the yard eating noodles. When he saw him come out, he went to the kitchen and got a bowl and handed it to him:
"Come, eat."

The noodles were chewy and the sauce was bright red. Li Yuan stirred it a few times, sipped it, and immediately felt his appetite was whetted. He ate three more bowls in a row before putting down his bowl and chopsticks.

"Mr. Yu, we finally get down the mountain, how about going out for a walk?" Li Yuan wiped his mouth. Although Jing Shuhu might have left the city, Lei Jingchuan was still there, so the fishing trip was not over yet.

This was a rare opportunity, and he wanted to take the chance to collect all the incense.

"Well, that's fine too."

Although Yu Jin was a little worried, thinking that Lei Jingchuan had already gone down the mountain, he nodded in agreement.

The city has been under martial law, and with the protection of the four of them, even a master of Tongmai would not have to be too fearful.

Li Yuan washed his face, put the long-handled hammer on his back, and then went out.

There are many people and temples in Zhelong Prefecture. Not to mention those outside the city, there are at least 10 to 20 temples of varying sizes inside the city.

Li Yuan called Wang Peiyao and went shopping in a carriage. He first went to the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva Temple, which was the most popular temple in the inner city.

But after walking around, I found that the incense was so popular and was harvested so frequently that the brand new statue was only of the second level and was not as good as the incense burner in front of the temple.

Li Yuan asked about donating an incense burner, but several temple priests smiled and declined:

"Your Excellency is kind-hearted, but our temple does not accept donations other than gold and silver. As for the old items in the temple, only the most devout believers can bring them into their homes."

As he spoke, he pointed to the wall of the hall, on which was a stone tablet recording donations over the years. The three-meter-long and three-meter-wide wall was densely covered with names.

At the very bottom it is marked 'In a certain year, Mr. Wang, a believer, donated two hundred taels of silver', which is the last on the list.

At the front...

"Thirty thousand taels!"

Li Yuan's eyelids twitched wildly.

He still underestimated the wealth of the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva Temple. The top of the list was none other than the leader of the Zhelong Chamber of Commerce, the 'Golden God of Wealth'.

He donated 30,000 taels of silver to cover the replacement and repair of the statue over the years, and with this, he once brought a statue home.

"Take care, my lord."

"The Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva represents compassion, childbearing, and luck. In most county capitals, it is one of the most popular temples."

After leaving the hall, although Wang Peiyao could not understand his special hobby for the incense burner, she still explained:
"The incense offerings at the Canshen Temple are the lowest in the city. If Brother Li really wants an incense burner, he has to go to these houses..."

"Ah."

Li Yuan nodded, but still started from the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva Temple and went to every temple.

In addition to trying their luck, they are also looking for clues about the Evil God Cult, Sanyuanwu, and Qianjun Cave.

People can disguise themselves, but weapons cannot. As long as he finds weapons related to these three martial arts, he can lock onto the enemy.

Then, call Lao Lei to come out.

However, after visiting seven or eight stores in succession, it was almost dark and he didn't find any other clues. However, he did come across a temple that was willing to accept donations.

"The Temple of the Bodhisattva of the Clavicle."

In the main hall, which is brightly lit by candles and filled with the smoke of incense, there is a statue of a Bodhisattva with nine arms and a gentle face.

Having become accustomed to those ferocious statues of gods, Li Yuan felt a little uncomfortable when he suddenly saw this statue of Bodhisattva, and he looked at it from time to time.

This statue has also been harvested, and is now only at the third level. However, the incense burner outside the door is at the fourth level, no less than the one in the ruined temple.

Wang Peiyao discussed the donation with the temple keeper, and Li Yuan felt slightly satisfied, thinking that it was good news as long as he gained something.

……

In the next few days, Li Yuan wandered between temples and visited most of the city.

Although we didn't find any spies from the Evil God Cult or Sanyuanwu, we did collect six incense burners, ranging from the second level to the fourth level, which was a big harvest.

Early that morning, Li Yuan practiced two sets of military postures and was squatting to brush his teeth when he heard chaotic footsteps.

Liu Zheng ran in with a serious look on his face: "Brother Li, something happened!"

"I heard that the Sanyuanwu army is already hundreds of miles away!"

"So fast?!"

Li Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

The territory of Zhelong Prefecture is very large, and it is winter now, so the roads are difficult to travel. Even if the Sanyuan Army are all warriors, it will take at least a month to arrive.

Why so much in advance?
No matter how light you travel, it's impossible to go that fast.

He suddenly remembered the old story, and he left in a hurry, perhaps because he was thinking about what information he had received.
"impossible!"

Yu Jin frowned. He was also a veteran soldier with many years of experience, and he knew the distance between Sanyuanwu and Shenbing Valley.
"There was heavy snow last winter, and Commander Duanmu had already deployed defenses along the route. How could it be possible that it was so many days in advance?"

"unless……"

The other veterans also stood up, their expressions solemn: "Unless, before the Sanyuanwu army set out, they had already broken up into small groups and were lying dormant outside the city!"

"I'm afraid so."

Li Yuan looked solemn.

The Zhelong Prefecture has dominated the city for more than a thousand years. Its intelligence systems have long been very complete, and the disciples of the Supervisory Hall are spread across all the counties.

There are spies in many gathering places outside the city.

Sanyuanwu wanted to hide the truth from the eyes and ears of Shenbing Valley. It was obvious that someone must be covering it up for them.

And those who can do this...

"The Imperial Court?!"

Yu Jin and the others looked at each other and saw the solemnity, shock and anger in each other's eyes.

"Hmm, why does the Divine Weapon Valley seem like it has the whole world as its enemy?"

Li Yuan's heart tightened slightly.

Something must be wrong when things are out of the ordinary, and the thing in the Divine Weapon Valley that people miss so much...

(End of this chapter)