Chapter 202: The Ancestor of Dragon and Tiger Temple
Chapter 202: The Ancestor of Dragon and Tiger Temple (Two in One)
"Don't go eighty thousand miles!"
In the dense forest of Shenbing Mountains, Ba Wanli ran madly and rushed forward, smashing all the plants, rocks and hills that blocked his way into pieces.
Soon, the vibration sound disappeared, and figures shuttled through the dense forest and chased in all directions into the distance.
"Bad luck, bad luck!"
In a mountain stream, Ba Wanli was curled up with a black face.
For more than two months, he was hunted down whenever he showed up.
No matter how he hid, he would be recognized immediately once he was seen, and he cursed his inhuman body more than once.
"I must master the Yin Dragon Bone Shrinking Technique!"
In the mountain stream, Ba Wanli burrowed into the thick dead leaves. He gritted his teeth and began to practice bone shrinking skills again.
In the past thirty or forty years, he has practiced countless bone-shrinking exercises, and has mastered many of them to perfection.
If not for this, his body would have already exceeded 10 feet.
"Yin Dragon Bone Shrinking Technique!"
From time to time, the sound of bones rubbing against each other could be heard from under the dead leaves. After an unknown amount of time, Ba Wanli finally emerged with difficulty.
His body was covered in bloody sweat stains, and his face was extremely pale, as if he had lost too much blood.
But he just wanted to laugh out loud.
The minor success of the Yin-dragon Bone Shrinking Technique made him happier than the perfection of the Bingdao Fighting Hammer Technique.
"I, I finally, finally succeeded!"
Ba Wanli stood up, feeling the looser clothes, and almost couldn't hold back his tears.
After more than forty years, his height has returned to nine feet three inches again, still not short, but with the addition of those bone-shrinking skills, he is confident that he can reduce his height to eight feet!
This is already the normal height.
Kakakka~
Without any delay, Ba Wanli endured the severe pain of bone friction and shrank again and again until he could not shrink any more. His whole body had shrunk several times.
Whoosh whoosh~
On the mountain stream, some figures came and went, and some landed on it, and saw the blood-stained Ba Wanli at a glance:
"Brother, can you see those 80,000 miles?"
"No, never."
Ba Wanli pinched his throat, feeling ecstatic that this group of people didn't recognize him!
"This beast is born with supernatural powers and is extremely skilled in martial arts. If you encounter him, do not attack him alone."
The man on the mountain stream gave a warning and left quickly.
Ba Wanli responded a few times, adapting to the changes after shrinking and becoming shorter. After a long time, he finally climbed out of the mountain stream.
In the night sky, the Shenbing Mountains were occasionally lit up with flickering lights. From afar, he could see the entrance to the Shenbing Valley.
And the Zhelongfu city in the night.
"Enter the city!"
The moment he saw the Zhelongfu City, Ba Wanli's mind suddenly buzzed, and he couldn't help but think of the Hundred Flowers List and the Hundred Flowers Pavilion...
Swish!
Ba Wanli pulled down his belt, took a look, and was immediately overjoyed: "It's smaller, smaller!"
After laughing a few times, Ba Wanli suddenly forgot the hardships of being hunted for more than two months. He turned around and walked quickly towards the Zhelongfu City, determined to let them live for two more days.
In Zhelong Mansion, one of the city gates is open at night, and there are many people coming and going.
Ba Wanli was mixed in with the crowd. Although he was still more than a head taller than an ordinary person, he felt very good. Even the scenery that he was familiar with in the past seemed vivid.
"Wanli!"
Suddenly, his shoulders sank slightly, and before he could turn around, he was pulled into the alley next to him.
"Master?"
In the alley, Han Chuijun looked Ba Wanli up and down, a little surprised: "Have you mastered the Yin Dragon Bone Shrinking Technique?"
The Yinlong Bone Shrinking Technique was something he obtained from the Zhaixing Tower in order to travel Ba Wanli. It was a top-level skill that was difficult to learn and master.
He estimated that with his physique of 80,000 li, it would take at least several years to master the skill of shrinking bones.
“I’ve mastered it!”
Ba Wanli's nose felt sore and he almost shed tears. Over the past few decades, shrinking bones has become his obsession.
"Good, good, good."
Han Chuijun patted his shoulder and felt somewhat relieved, for he knew of Ba Wanli's obsession.
"Master, what are you doing?"
Ba Wanli came back to his senses and looked around vigilantly: "The people from the Evil God Cult and Huailong Palace are all chasing you, why did you come to Zhelong Mansion?"
“This matter must be resolved eventually.”
Han Chuijun's eyes were calm. He had been in the city for more than half a month.
"solve?"
Ba Wanli was shocked: "Are you going to attack Huailong Palace?"
Huailong Palace is the master of Huizhou. More than a thousand years ago, its strength might be similar to that of Shenbing Valley, but now, it has far surpassed it.
There are many experts in their sect, which is far beyond what the Divine Weapon Valley can compare to today.
"Don't always think about fighting and killing!"
Han Chuijun stared.
"..."
Ba Wanli was suddenly speechless.
"What the Huailong Palace and the Evil God Cult did was nothing more than the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer. This hammer is not in our hands. Just explain it clearly."
Han Chuijun said in a deep voice.
"How do you explain this?"
Ba Wanli was slightly startled: "Do you know who Li Yuanba is?"
"I don't know."
Han Chuijun shook his head.
"That?"
"Master is going to look for the Dragon and Tiger Temple."
Han Chuijun did not hide it.
"Longhu Temple?"
Ba Wanli's heart skipped a beat: "It's not easy to approach people from the Dragon and Tiger Temple..."
There are 19 states in the world, and dragons and tigers occupy four of them. These are real behemoths. Except for the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer, Huizhou has almost nothing that can attract their attention.
“It’s not easy to contact, but you have to contact.”
Han Chuijun didn't say much. After giving Ba Wanli a few instructions, he left quickly and disappeared into the crowd.
Ba Wanli was worried, but he had to suppress his thoughts. He took a lingering look at the Baihua Pavilion and turned to leave the city.
……
There is a very small courtyard in the southeast of Zhelong City.
Woohoo~
In the small courtyard, under a big tree, Yu Xuanfeng walked slowly and pushed his fists. His body rose and fell, and he took on the shapes of a tiger, leopard, horse, and cow.
There is nothing violent about his every move, but rather a sense of harmony and naturalness.
Call ~
The night wind came slowly, and his body shape changed slightly, moving as erratic as the wind, but within a few seconds, his body stiffened, and the airflow around him dissipated.
"Form is the external manifestation, spirit is the soul of the form. Your wind form and tiger form only have the form, but not the spirit. How can you talk about the unity of the forms? How can you talk about the form of wind and tiger?"
Under the eaves, Yu Xuanji crossed her arms over her chest and frowned slightly:
"If you can't cultivate into the form of a wind tiger before you return to the mountain this time, you'd better open up your meridians as soon as possible."
"no way!"
Yu Xuanfeng gritted his teeth and gathered his energy to practice the Wind Tiger Form again, but this time he was not able to move forward as quickly as he had stumbled and fallen to the ground.
"I just can't understand it."
Yu Xuanji glanced at him coldly, and the latter was dissatisfied: "Comprehension, comprehension, can't I practice martial arts without comprehension?"
Yu Xuanfeng was very dissatisfied: "I heard that Han Chuijun from the Divine Weapon Valley has cultivated for seventy years and finally achieved a hundred forms. When he changes form, he can kill the internal organs!"
"Han Chuijun?"
Yu Xuanji looked at her brother as if she had seen some idiot: "You actually want to compare yourself with Yi Baixing's people?"
There is a saying that the easy form becomes difficult at first and then becomes easy, but that definitely does not include the hundred forms. Having all the forms will inevitably become more difficult as time goes on.
If you want to possess all kinds of qualities, it is not enough to just work hard. You need great insight and courage to do it.
There are tens of thousands of disciples in Longhu Temple, but only a handful of them possess all the Hundred Forms.
"He only has dragon-shaped bones, not as good as me!"
Yu Xuanfeng became more and more dissatisfied, but he quickly shut his mouth. Someone knocked on the gate of the courtyard.
"Who?"
Yu Xuanji's expression was slightly tense. It was only four or five feet away, but she didn't even feel anyone approaching the gate?
"Xuan Ji, please ask him to come in."
At this time, a voice came from the study.
"Yes!"
Yu Xuanji's expression became serious and she quickly opened the door, only to see an old man wearing a ghost mask standing outside.
"Han Chuijun?"
Yu Xuanji's eyes narrowed. Yi Baixing was the only one in Huizhou now. His reputation was so great that even she was aware of it.
"Han Chuijun?!"
Yu Xuanfeng, who was boxing, exclaimed and came over quickly.
Change shape, and unblock meridians.
Han Chuijun glanced at the two people in the courtyard and felt a little emotional in his heart. The disciples of Longhu Temple were really incomparable to those of the lower sects.
These two people are only inner and outer disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Temple, but in the contemporary Divine Weapon Valley, only a few people like Ba Wanli can be compared to them.
"Senior Han, please."
Yu Xuanji glared at her younger brother and invited Han Chuijun in.
"Brother Gong's disciple is really amazing."
Han Chuijun praised and walked slowly towards the lighted study. Yu Xuanji and the other person were watching in the yard, and were slightly surprised.
This person actually recognized their master?
"Brother Han, thank you for your compliment."
In the study, Gong Jiuchuan was writing something at his desk. He just looked up at Han Chuijun, whose hair and beard were already white, and felt a little sentimental:
"After more than forty years of separation, you and I have both grown old."
"Brother Gong is in his prime, and the old one is just Han."
Han Chuijun raised his hand and closed the door.
"Brother Han, is there something you need?"
Gong Jiuchuan closed the file. He, Han Chuijun and Jing Shuhu had met each other more than 40 years ago and had traveled together in the imperial capital.
"I can't hide it from Brother Gong."
Han Chuijun was not polite. He pulled a chair and sat down casually, and brought a cup of tea:
"The Huailong Palace used the appearance of the Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer as an excuse to collude with the Evil God Cult in an attempt to encircle and destroy our Divine Weapon Valley. Han came here to demand justice."
"...As far as I know, in the past two months, the number of casualties in these two families is even higher than that of your Divine Weapon Valley, right?"
Gong Jiuchuan poured himself a cup of tea: "Besides, it may not be a pretense, right?"
"I have been searching for the Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer for 1,400 years in the Divine Weapon Valley. If there really was such a destiny, why did we wait until now?"
Han Chuijun kept crying out for injustice.
"The Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer was born this year. This is the information sent by the Evil God Cult's headquarters. I know whether it is true or not."
Gong Jiuchuan shook his head:
"More than a month ago, I borrowed a fire-proof bead and went down to the bottom of the pool. I found that the fire veins were weakened and the cold pool was warming up. This proves that the Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer has left."
For more than two months, he walked through the entire cold pond and found nothing, which proved that the information from the Evil God Cult was true.
Otherwise, with the Evil God Cult's Thousand Soul Sacrifice ritual in place, they wouldn't have failed to discover any clues.
"W-what? The Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer..." Han Chuijun's body trembled, and he seemed to be in a trance, with a tone full of disappointment and unwillingness:
"I thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect the Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer to really recognize its master... It's a pity that my Divine Weapon Valley has been searching for weapons for generations, but it turned out to be just a joke."
"Ok?"
Gong Jiuchuan frowned slightly. This old guy was getting more and more pretentious.
"see a visitor out!"
Gong Jiuchuan picked up the teacup with an expressionless face.
"slow."
Han Chuijun put down his teacup and said, "Brother Gong, the Dragon and Tiger Temple has never interfered in the fighting between the prefectures and sects. I don't want you to make an exception."
"Oh?"
Gong Jiuchuan became alert. Han Chuijun's words usually meant that something more difficult was waiting for him.
Although they had not seen each other for decades, he still had some understanding of this old man.
"The eight branches of the Evil God Cult and their leaders are in the dark, while the Huailong Palace is in the light. It will be difficult for our Divine Weapon Valley to escape unscathed. Perhaps our entire sect will be destroyed..."
Han Chuijun sighed:
"Brother Gong, you and I have a close friendship. Could you bear to see the thousand-year heritage of the Divine Weapon Valley end in this generation?"
"..."
The old guy is still so shameless that he even said that they are close friends.
"The one whose inheritance has been broken is Qianjun Cave, right?"
Gong Jiuchuan picked up the teacup, with even less expression:
"If you have something to say, just say it."
"Speaking of which, Han has several disciples whose aptitudes are decent..."
"Stop!"
Gong Jiuchuan put down his teacup and sighed, "Brother Han, I will send a letter to Huailong Palace, ordering them to check whether their disciples have any connection with the Evil God Cult. What do you think?"
"Thank you, Brother Gong!"
Han Chuijun stood up, bowed slightly, said goodbye and left.
'This old fellow.'
Watching Han Chuijun go away, Gong Jiuchuan shook his head inwardly.
"Master."
Yu Xuanji walked into the room and bowed slightly: "Are you really going to Xinhuai Dragon Palace?"
"Yan Qingyuan is too close to the Evil God Cult. We need to give him a warning."
Gong Jiuchuan glanced at her:
"You don't have to worry about these things. I just need you to go for a walk because I have something to do."
"Ok?"
Yu Xuanji was slightly startled: "Just follow your instructions."
"This issue……"
Gong Jiuchuan took out a letter from his arms, frowning: "This is a secret letter sent by your uncle Long Shi to the Golden Feather Eagle..."
"Uncle Long?"
Yu Xuanji was shocked: "Is Grandmaster Uncle also interested in the Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer? He, he is not an idiot..."
"shut up!"
Gong Jiuchuan glared at her and said, "Aren't you afraid that your uncle Long has hidden a true energy in the letter?"
Yu Xuanji's body trembled and her face turned pale.
Her great uncle, the Dragon Master, had already been able to "transform into a human form hundreds of miles away" long before he "rejuvenated".
“We must have reverence for our ancestors.”
Gong Jiuchuan shook his hand and threw the letter to her:
"Take the letter, find the person, go and come back quickly, no chance of error is allowed."
"Yes!"
Yu Xuanji took the letter, bowed and walked out the door. She opened the letter, glanced at it, and saw a long paragraph of useless nonsense at the beginning.
And the last sentence...
"Recommend someone to inherit the mantle of your great-grandmaster?"
Yu Xuanji raised her eyebrows.
Who is Long Xixiang?
Listed on the list of gods, he is the contemporary great Zen master Longhu, the younger disciple of Long Yingchan, and the ancestor of Longhu Temple.
In such a tiny place like Zhelong Mansion, is there anyone who can inherit his legacy?
"The toad yawns with such a big voice!"
……
……
Fajiu Mountain has many dangerous peaks, some of which are hundreds of feet high. Wild beasts roam the mountains and dense forests, and there are more than one or two gangs of bandits hiding there. It is definitely not a good place.
However, this mountain is connected to the two prefectures of Dechang and Zhelong, so although the mountain road is difficult to travel, there are still some escort agencies and caravans.
When entering the mountain, Fang Baoluo found a escort agency to rely on. Coincidentally, it was the small escort agency that he and Li Yuan used when they returned to Gaoliu County.
"The Dingyuan Escort Agency is not doing things honestly. This small escort agency suffered a disaster before. If we hadn't helped, I'm afraid it would have been wiped out."
In the bumpy carriage, Fang Baoluo sat cross-legged, talking about the big and small things that had happened in the past few days.
During the month that Li Yuan was practicing martial arts in Gao Liujing, he traveled thousands of miles to contact various disciples and hunted down the remnants of Qianjun Cave. He was very busy.
"Has the secret escort mission of Dingyuan Escort Agency finished?"
Li Yuan lifted the curtain of the car. On both sides were high mountains and dense forests, and the howling of wild beasts could be heard from time to time.
"It's probably over. At least there shouldn't be any more work for this small escort team."
Fang Baoluo remained calm. He was seriously injured, and if he was not afraid of sustaining hidden injuries, he would not have wanted to take the car of this small escort agency.
"Brother Fang, please calm down and heal your wounds."
The two talked for a while, and Li Yuan did not disturb Fang Baoluo from recovering from his injuries. He got up and got off the carriage.
Compared to when they set out, the escort agency's convoy was reduced by more than half its members, but the remaining ones were quite capable and were driving at a fairly fast speed.
Liu Zheng, Wang Peiyao, Yue Yunjin and others were inconspicuous among the crowd.
Li Yuan sneaked onto a horse-drawn carriage carrying goods and looked through the information Fang Baoluo had left for him.
In the past two months, the situation in Zhelong Mansion has changed suddenly, with many major and minor events happening all the time.
Among them, the actions of Huailong Palace and the Evil God Cult were the most significant.
Huangfu Kun summoned the masters from the eight branches of Huizhou and killed the masters of Shenbing Valley including Han Chuijun several times.
Yan Qingyuan, the true disciple of Huailong Palace, took the initiative to summon Shenbing Valley and ordered Gong Yangyu to meet him.
Under the siege and blockade of the two major forces, Shenbing Valley was in a very difficult situation, as can be seen from the fact that Han Chuijun was injured several times.
"Evil God Cult, Huailong Palace."
Li Yuan felt a little disappointed. These two powerful forces were determined to obtain the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer.
In comparison, although Longhu Temple had many disciples, there was no big movement.
But even so, the Divine Weapon Valley could not withstand such siege and blockade. If Han Chuijun had not jumped out on his own initiative, it would have been more than just a few disciples who would have been killed.
"Unless Li Yuanba shows up from somewhere else..."
Li Yuan said to himself that he knew very well how to break the impasse, as long as Li Yuanba, who was carrying the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer, showed up from somewhere else.
Naturally, it will attract a lot of attention and allow Shenbing Valley to escape from the siege.
But what he needed to consider was how to make Li Yuanba show up without putting himself in danger...
"I hope Master Wang is more reliable."
Thinking of Wang Wenyuan, Li Yuan's mouth couldn't help twitching.
When leaving Gaoliu County, he asked about the 'Dragon-Tiger Hun Tian Hammer', and Wang Wenyuan's answer was understated, but it made him smell something strange.
"What do you mean I have a friend in Longhu Temple?"
Rubbing his temple, Li Yuan smiled bitterly, thinking that this old master Wang was really unreliable.
What is the Dragon-Tiger Hun Tian Hammer?
That is a supreme and unique skill, a true secret that is not passed on among the provincial-level sects.
Even within the Dao Sect, it was a secret that only the elders and true disciples were qualified to learn.
What kind of friend might spread the news to others just because of a word you said?
"Unless his friend is the legendary Grand Master of the Divine List, Long Yingchan..."
Li Yuan muttered to himself.
There are many people in the world who pursue fame and fortune, and Yunshulou is not the only one who is keen on arranging various lists.
Even the imperial court had various lists published throughout the country, which always caused unrest in the martial arts world.
But most of the lists only last for a short time. They are replaced by new ones and forgotten within a few years.
Only the 'God List' has been published for more than a thousand years without being replaced by a new list, and it has been widely circulated and sought after by countless people in the world.
Listed on it are the most powerful and top masters in the world over the past hundreds of years, grand masters who are at the level of land immortals.
"What if it's true?"
Li Yuan thought about it and felt that it was unlikely. Even if Wang Wenyuan really had favors with such a person, how could he spend it on himself?
The reason why the God List is called the God List is because it is recognized by the martial arts world that those who are ranked above it are no longer ordinary people.
The favors of the immortals on earth...
"call!"
Li Yuan leaned against the cargo box and suppressed his distracting thoughts.
He was very busy. He had to learn the Ten Thousand Blades Spirit Dragon Body, prepare for the Qianjun Qigong, and study the God Worship Method. He really didn't have the energy to think too much.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer, and while hurrying on his way, he fought more than a dozen battles in it.
The few people guarding the last three hundred levels are truly extraordinary. Even if they fight against people of the same level, it would be extremely difficult to win.
Swish!
After a while, Li Yuan opened his eyes, looking a little tired.
"These last five people have at least changed thirty forms, and their various martial arts have also reached perfection... They are worthy of being figures whose names will be passed down for thousands of years."
Li Yuan had a headache.
There are countless warriors in the five paths and nineteen states of Dayun. Looking back over a thousand years, there are countless masters.
Who of those whose names can be left behind a thousand years later can be considered an ordinary person?
“I’m afraid it will be difficult to reach the top of the mountain in a short period of time.”
Li Yuan was thinking.
He also had thirteen fundamental maps on him, ten of which were obtained from Gaoliu County and were ordinary, and three were in the shapes of spiritual beasts.
In addition, there are four lower-level martial arts that have been perfected: Rough Bull Skill, Harrier Step, Eagle Claw Grabbing Technique and White Deer Lifting Technique.
He estimated that within a year, he would be able to change to another seventeen forms.
"As long as that man with the ghost face is not Old Han, I can reach the top of the mountain and pass the second level in a year at most!"
Li Yuan felt slightly relieved. The basic diagram of the Spirit Fox Sword Technique had reached the stage of changing his fundamental bones.
Woo!
While Li Yuan was thinking, there was a commotion in front of him.
He looked up and saw dozens of bandits armed with swords and knives suddenly appearing on both sides of the mountain road.
The leader was an old man with a dark face and long beard. He held a long sword in his hand and had a stern look on his face. He stopped the escort agency's convoy.
The convoy became agitated, and Luo Renshu and others in the crowd were all alert.
"Liu Fuen!"
The old man shouted loudly, and several escort leaders from the escort agency went forward to meet him.
After a while, the bandits on both sides dispersed, and the old man who was leading them weighed the money bag in his hand, turned around and left.
Afterwards, someone from the escort agency came one by one to inform everyone that they needed to pay one or two taels of silver as a toll.
"Junior brother, don't make things complicated."
In the carriage, Fang Baoluo showed his head, his face slightly pale, and reminded Li Yuan.
"I see."
Li Yuan nodded and handed over the silver.
There are rules for escorting convoys. Similar things happened several times in the second half of the mountain road, and the total toll reached five taels of silver per person.
Liu Fuen was an experienced escort, and he negotiated all the way without resorting to violence, which made the several caravans that were riding on him feel relieved.
If the problem can be solved with silver, no one is willing to resort to violence, whether it is the escort agency caravan or the bandits blocking the road.
(End of this chapter)