Chapter 233: Rising to Fame

Chapter 233: Rising to Fame

Chapter 233: Rising to Fame (Two in One)

Boom!

The air waves intertwined and spread out layer by layer, and the Evil God Cult masters who were unable to escape were blown away like straw.

From a distance, Li Yuan could only feel his clothes fluttering. He looked back and saw the red and white colors shining together, and the air was like a tide.

It rose into the sky like a mushroom cloud, dispersing the wind and snow, clearing away the dark clouds, and even allowing moonlight to shine down.

The all-out attack from the two masters was like a natural disaster. Not to mention participating in it, even if one got close to it, one would probably suffer serious damage.

"Is this still a human?!"

Li Yuan felt the hairs on his back stand up.

He had heard that a battle between two great masters could cut off a river ten miles long. Now it seemed that even if that was exaggerated, it was probably not far off the mark.

He paused for a moment and picked up the last few disciples of the Divine Weapon Valley.
Then he started running as fast as he could, and soon caught up with Han Chuijun and Gong Yangyu, who were also looking back frequently.

"To penetrate yin and yang, and unite heaven and earth!"

Looking back at the shadows of dragons and elephants that seemed to exist in the rolling waves, Gong Yangyu slowed down his pace, his eyes flickering:
"This is just a stream of true energy..."

Feeling the gusts of wind blowing from miles away, Gong Yangyu's chest rose and fell, and he truly felt the horror of the grandmaster.

Among the eight prefectures of Huizhou, there are probably only a handful of people who can withstand the attack of the true energy of these two giants.

Although he managed to succeed in refining his marrow, he was not among them...

"A stream of true energy is also a master's attack,"

Glancing at Li Yuan who was also carrying people and chasing after him, Han Chuijun put the two people down and looked out from afar:

"Fortunately, it was only one hit."

A martial master's body, energy and spirit have become one and the same. Although it may seem like just a stream of true energy, it also contains his divine will, and can therefore deliver an earth-shattering blow.

But the form of true Qi is not the real body after all. Even though it seems incredible, it still only has the power of one strike.

But even if it only has the power of one strike, this strike is enough to shock all the prefectures in a state. Except for those who are also masters, even the quasi-grandmasters who have achieved great success in blood exchange will be wary and dare not face it directly.

"The aura is so strong that it moves mountains and rivers, and the enemy is so close! It's not a human, it's really not a human..."

Li Yuan put down the two disciples he was carrying, and was shocked, yet also excited.

No matter how much you hear in books, it is not as good as seeing it with your own eyes.

After seeing this scene, he finally understood what Gong Jiuchuan said and why the inner sect of Longhu Temple only accepted disciples with the potential to become masters.

A grandmaster is enough to match an elite army of thousands or even tens of thousands of warriors.

This elite force is neither the Divine Guard Army nor the Huailong Army, but an army composed of the most elite disciples from various Taoist sects!
"The Grandmaster is already so powerful, how powerful would the legendary Grandmaster on the God List be? Is he really a god?"

Sha Pingying and other disciples of the Divine Weapon Valley were in a state of disarray and horror. They looked at the hurricane that seemed like a natural disaster and were shocked beyond words.

I felt that all my cognition in the first half of my life had been overturned.

Could a truly supremely powerful person be so powerful? !

"The true qi takes shape, and the power of just one strike!"

The dragon armor on Han Chuijun's body was still glowing with fire, and his tone was firm, cold and indifferent:
"Huangfu Kun, Shen Tuhong!"

"Junior brother!"

Gong Yangyu's expression tightened slightly: "You..."

"As long as these two are not dead, even if I take over Dechang Prefecture, I will still have trouble sleeping and eating!"

Han Chuijun was not asking or explaining. He glanced at the disciples who looked embarrassed and frightened, and his eyes fell on Li Yuan.

But he didn't say anything, and with a single step, he charged into the night.

"Form a formation and wait for me to come back!"

Gong Yangyu sighed in his heart. He had seldom fought tough battles in his life. Almost every time, he was forced to fight by the elders of his sect.

Although he was not very willing at the moment, he had to give the order, turned around, and quickly followed.

"Don't go!"

Lei Jingchuan and Jing Shuhu just came to their senses at this time and grabbed Li Yuan's shoulders on the left and right.

The two men were half-crippled, and Li Yuan did not dare to struggle.

He swept his sleeves to blow away the snow on the ground, helped the two men sit down, and took out various healing pills and handed them over.

In the past few years, Li Yuan took a lot of pills, but rarely took pills for healing, and he accumulated a large number of them.

Some were given to Jing Shuhu and two others, and the rest were distributed to Sha Pingying, Niu Jun and others who were also seriously injured.

"Formation!"

Ba Wanli stood with a hammer in his hand, and ordered all the disciples to form a formation, protecting the injured people like Jing Shuhu in the middle.

Everyone was on high alert, as if facing a formidable enemy, but every time they looked at the hurricane that was still raging, they still couldn't help but feel a palpitation of fear.

"The battle of grandmasters!"

Looking at the place where the air waves and mud were surging, Li Yuan felt a little dazed.

Whether in Gaoliu County, Zhelong or Dechang Prefecture, the vast majority of people are still struggling to make a living, worrying about the daily necessities of life.

The fight between the grandmaster-level giants is enough to shake the mountains and is as powerful as a natural disaster.

The same world, but it seems like two different worlds...

He suddenly remembered the ancient vernacular novels he had read in his previous life. There were all kinds of people in the bustling city, but among the peddlers there were sword masters and demons.

Just as terrifying, just as ordinary people have only heard of his name but never seen him in person.

The difference is that the sword immortals and demons in the novels are solitary and unconcerned with worldly affairs, while the martial arts masters not only founded their own schools, but are also often heroes who control local prefectures.

"Grandmaster, if you change the title, you can call it a sword fairy demon, there is nothing wrong with it... What did the ancestor say? There are three thousand great ways, and all of them can lead to great things. Well, you can prove the great way, practice martial arts, and you will have great potential!"

Li Yuan murmured something in his heart, clenched the sledgehammer, and kept alert to his surroundings.

In the darkness of the night, a hurricane was howling, and giant elephants and red dragons could be seen colliding and fighting with great violence.

……

boom!
It seemed like one blow, but also like thousands of collisions.

The terrifying hurricane had not yet subsided, and Long Xixiang, who was in the middle of it, slowly put down his hand.

The shadow behind him flickered and gradually faded, but at a quick glance, one could still see that it was a majestic giant elephant with a blue dragon wrapped around its head.

"Among the land creatures, elephant power is the best, and among the water creatures, dragon power is the highest... You have combined the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Form and the Dragon-Tiger Heavenly Hammer to such an extent."

The Scarlet Flame Dharma King opened his mouth slowly, and the red color behind him gradually dimmed, and the blood-like giant dragon gradually disappeared.

Looking at the dragon evening elephant that was still only about a foot tall, he couldn't help but sigh:

"If your soul had not been injured, it would not be an exaggeration to say that you could have reached the immortal realm on earth..."

One strike cannot determine life or death, or victory or defeat, but it is enough for two people to know each other's martial arts level.

More than sixty years have passed, and he has made little progress, while Long Xixiang...

"Land gods..."

Long Xixiang muttered to himself and looked up indifferently. He was only a foot tall, but his momentum was as heavy as a mountain.

"Come to the God Cult. I will lead you into the sect. You can choose any god in the world. If you don't want to worship a god, you can also practice the law..."

"No need."

The Scarlet Flame Dharma King seemed to be somewhat regretful, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Long Xixiang:

"I may not be able to make any further progress, but killing you is enough!"

As the words floated, Long Xixiang's figure blurred for a moment, and he turned and walked out of the area surrounded by air waves.

"kill me?"

The Scarlet Flame Dharma King sneered in a low voice and his figure disappeared into thin air.

……

"it's over!"

When the air wave gradually subsided, Li Yuan had an idea and warned Ba Wanli. He and Fang Baoluo went to the place where the two masters fought.

All I saw was gullies and potholes all over the ground, like a ruin.

The place where the two great masters clashed was several miles in radius. Within this area, there was no grass or trees, and the ground had collapsed by more than a foot.

"Too fierce!"

"Too fierce!"

The two looked at each other and both felt uneasy.

Zheng~
Li Yuan picked up a broken sword. It was a long sword that was dropped by someone unknown. It was a top-grade famous weapon, but now it was covered with cracks and had lost all its spirituality.

"Thousands of forged steel, swept by the aftermath, actually broke into this shape?"

Li Yuan felt a little annoyed.

It is not difficult to destroy a top-grade famous weapon, but it is really terrifying that it can be destroyed by the strong wind from the fight.

Not to mention changing one's form, even if one has mastered the art of opening up the meridians or even practicing internal organs, without the highest level of training, their physique will not be stronger than that of a top-grade famous weapon.

“They’re all gone!”

Fang Baoluo looked around. In the darkness of the night, there was still a faint glow of true energy here, but the figures of the two great masters were gone.

On the other side, there seemed to be a flickering figure.

"The true qi takes shape, and it only has the power to strike once..."

Li Yuan muttered to himself, but he thought of the Xuanbing Secret Realm. The human forms transformed by the Xuan Whale's energy were more than capable of one strike.

"Change your form, clear your meridians, refine your organs, refine your marrow and exchange your blood..."

Fang Baoluo was also greatly stimulated. Li Yuan approached and heard him muttering. His expression changed several times, and finally he sighed:
“There is no hope in this life!”

Any warrior who sees this scene will be shocked and in awe, but if he thinks about it carefully, he will feel despair.

For most warriors, even the great power of shapeshifting cannot be reached, let alone the master?
Fang Baoluo sighed. He was not far from achieving Tongmai. If he could endure for another ten or twenty years, it would not be a problem for him to achieve Tongmai.

But if you don’t have a unique skill, your life will end here.

"Young Valley Master?"

As the thought flashed through his mind, Fang Baoluo's eyes suddenly changed when he looked at Li Yuan.

At this moment, he truly understood why Longhu Temple valued Li Yuan so much. Not only did he have the order from the Longhu Elders, but he also had the true energy of the Grandmaster.

This is the Grandmaster Seed...

"Without the Scarlet Flame Dharma King, Old Han should be slaughtering people?"

Li Yuan wandered around for a long time but did not find any trace of Long Xixiang. This cheap master disappeared so completely that he didn't even know who won or lost.

"Junior brother, Master didn't ask you to go, so don't put yourself in danger."

Seeing him staring into the distance in a daze, Fang Baoluo suddenly became a little nervous. He now understood very well why the sect valued Li Yuan.

It's not just because he joined the Longhu Temple, but also because he has the potential to become a master.

"I'm going to kill those guys!"

Li Yuan glanced over and spotted a figure flashing in the night. Fang Baoluo subconsciously wanted to grab him, but when he raised his hand, Li Yuan was already a hundred feet away.

After a few more rises and falls, they had caught up with the two evil cultists in the night.

"Ordinary shapeshifter, um, a master of shapeshifting."

Li Yuan felt his mentality change.

In just three short years, the once unattainable shapeshifter has become 'ordinary' in his mind.

"Don't underestimate the enemy. Even if a lion fights a rabbit, it must use all its strength!"

Li Yuan changed his mind, and swooped down like an eagle, hitting the two masters who could easily kill Cao Yan with two heavy hammers, causing their brains to burst.

He quickly reached out and touched the two of them, then immediately returned.

……

This night was particularly long.

The people in Shenbing Valley formed a battle formation and stood there until the sky turned pale. Gong Yangyu and Han Chuijun had not returned yet.

"Wow!"

At this time, a goshawk flapped its wings and came over. Qiu Zhengxiong's voice came from a height of several dozen meters:
"Return to the clan!"

"Yes!"

Hearing his voice, all the disciples of the Divine Weapon Valley felt relieved, but they did not completely let down their guard. They jumped on their horses, swords in hand.

"I wonder how this goshawk was tamed?"

Li Yuan looked up, feeling a little jealous. This goshawk and the Soul-Hunting Arrow were a perfect match. Half of Qiu Zhengxiong's status came from this spiritual eagle.

Flying spirit beasts are rare, and tamed ones are even rarer, and each one is priceless.

He had seen this goshawk before when he was learning martial arts in Lichen Hall, but he had never ridden it, let alone even touched it.

"call!"

The goshawk flapped its wings and swooped down, raising a large cloud of dust.

Qiu Zhengxiong glanced at the disciples who were busy lining up, and his eyes fell on Li Yuan. His expression eased slightly, but he still scolded:
"You're very brave to leave the city alone!"

"The disciple was also anxious for the moment."

Li Yuan had already figured out the old man's temper, so he didn't confront him. He admitted his mistake first and then moved closer to the spirit eagle.

Looking closely, this spiritual eagle is almost three meters tall, with feathers like swords and exuding a cold color.

"Wow!"

The spirit eagle glanced at Li Yuan warily. In the latter's sleeve, the little mouse was squeaking and its fur was standing on end. It had just woken up from its coma and was almost frightened to death again.

"It's rare that you are devoted to the sect, but don't be so reckless in the future."

Qiu Zhengxiong's body was covered in blood. He was also injured last night, and the arrow left by the Evil God Cult's archer was still stuck in his back.

He didn't pull it out either. He walked forward and took a look at the unconscious Jing Shuhu and the other man. Seeing that their injuries were stable, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The losses in the migration of Shenbing Valley were not insignificant. Elders and true disciples were killed or injured, many of whom he had watched grow up, and he felt heartbroken.

Qiu Zhengxiong turned around and saw Li Yuan still looking at his own spirit eagle. He was moved and said:
"This eagle recognizes people. If you want to ride it, wait until we get back to the city and let Changying accompany you."

"what?"

Li Yuan shuddered, sensing the old man's hidden meaning: "No, it's not necessary, right? I can do it myself..."

"Let's go back to the city."

Qiu Zhengxiong didn't say much, turned around, rode the eagle, and flew away.

"Brother Li, your horse!"

Zou Kui came over leading a dragon horse, his eyes full of awe.

He arrived later and did not see Li Yuan display his supernatural powers, but he heard about it from other people last night.

"Thank you."

Li Yuan reached out to take the reins, but was in no hurry to leave.

Several disciples carried the stretcher he had simply built last night, on which were the seriously injured Lei Jingchuan, Jing Shuhu and others.

After a night, the complexion of the two did not improve, but it did not worsen either. After taking the pills, they fell into a deep sleep.

Master Li Dao was a cautious person, and he carefully guarded the wounded soldiers to prevent any sneak attacks from the Evil God Cult.

Ba Wanli, Long Sheng and others led people to protect the head and tail of the team respectively, while Qiu Changying led people to explore the way.

When walking along this mountain path, you may sometimes see corpses lying on the road, some with their faces covered, some wearing ordinary linen clothes. All of them look miserable in death, with their chests collapsed or their brains bursting.

"It was all Old Han's doing!"

Li Yuan only took a glance and saw the traces of the Bingdao Fighting Hammer. Old Han's attack was ruthless and merciless, leaving no one alive.

Some disciples came forward to search for corpses and clean up the battlefield.

"This person is from Zhenwu Hall!"

Fang Baoluo and Li Yuan rode side by side and suddenly looked at a person on the side of the road: "Humph, Zhenwu Hall is indeed colluding with the Evil God Cult!"

He dismounted, called over many disciples, and began searching the battlefield, mainly those who were suspected to be from the Zhenwu Hall, in order to preserve evidence.

Li Yuan did not dismount. He stayed with the wounded and watched Fang Baoluo preserve evidence. He nodded in his heart.

Colluding with the evil god cult is obviously taboo, and neither the imperial court nor the major sects allow it.

But in fact, not to mention the imperial court, the five major Taoist sects all have elders who have joined the Evil God Cult. If we really want to investigate, there will be a lot of discussion.

"The temptation of immortality is too great."

Li Yuan was not surprised.

Whether in the past life or this life, no matter if they are emperors, generals, or Taoist practitioners, there are countless people who seek to prolong their lives and achieve immortality.

It is impossible to verify whether the method of worshiping gods can bring longevity, but it is 100% certain to prolong life. Naturally, there are countless masters who practice it in secret. Many of them join the Evil God Cult, and even more do not.

"The imperial court, the evil god cult, the five great Taoist sects, the Star-Picking Tower..."

Li Yuan muttered to himself.

The underworld is not about fighting and killing, and the officialdom and the underworld are not really clearly separated.

The more he came into contact with the underworld, the more he felt that this was the case.

The imperial court, the arena, and the major forces are often intricately connected...

"It's complicated. It's complicated."

Li Yuan was very good at divergent thinking, but after thinking for a while, he felt a headache and simply put it aside for the time being.

All he wanted now was to learn how to wield the Dragon-Tiger Hun Tian Hammer, control the Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer, and then see if refining his marrow and exchanging his blood could really turn him into a divine beast.

"There is also the Grandmaster... Thousand Mile Soul Locking, Qi Transformation, I really want to try it."

Around noon, Dechang Mansion was already visible from afar, and Master Li Dao's mind was scattered, and had already drifted into the sky.

Last night's Grandmaster Battle shocked him, but it also gave rise to great ambitions in his heart.

The world is so big, he wants to go see it.

……

……

boom!
boom!
Fireworks filled the night sky, one after another, it was very lively.

About ten days before and after the end of the year, Dechang Prefecture lifted the curfew. Looking down from a high place, it seemed that the whole city was hung with lanterns, and there were sounds of gongs, drums and music.

There were lion dance teams walking through the streets, and large numbers of people followed the gongs and drums, making it very lively.

The lights in Wangjiang Tower were bright, and all thirteen floors were booked. Hundreds of waiters were busy, and the aroma of wine and meat could be smelled from miles away.

Not only Wangjiang Tower, but also the three restaurants in front and behind this street were full, and the guests coming and going were from various sects and families inside and outside the city.

Some of them were famous martial artists from Dechang Prefecture and Zhelong Prefecture, and some were heads of chambers of commerce and escort agencies.

And many storytellers.

“It’s Chinese New Year again.”

Downstairs at Wangjiang Tower, Li Yuan, who had just finished his retreat, looked at the lights in the sky and felt peaceful.

Three days after the Battle of Xixiong Mountain, Han Chuijun took Huangfu Kun's head to the Zhenwu Hall to collect the reward, which caused a sensation.

All the families and sects in Dechang Prefecture were shocked. Even the Fire Dragon Temple and the Iron Sword Sect stopped their activities.

In just over a month, Dechang Prefecture, together with all the counties under its jurisdiction, had completely changed. The traces of Qianjun Cave were completely replaced by the Shenbing Valley.

Seven days ago, Shenbing Valley reopened its mountain gate and renamed Qianjun Mountain to 'Shenbing Mountain'. On the day of the mountain gate opening, it accepted more than 600 inner and outer disciples, and recruited talented people to fill the Shenwei Army.

And now...

"What a banquet with thousands of tables!"

The gongs and drums were beating, the firecrackers were blasting, and there were dozens of disciples from the Shenbing Valley welcoming and seeing off people at the Wangjiang Tower.

Li Yuan showed up with gritted teeth and was immediately welcomed in.

The thirteen floors were filled with guests, and the light of weapons was connected into one piece. At a glance, Li Yuan was almost dazzled.

A sharp blade, a top-quality sharp blade, a famous weapon, a top-quality famous weapon…

There were too many, and Li Yuan had to squint his eyes.

In the lobby of the restaurant, there was a high platform, and there were actually many graceful girls dancing.

There are sounds of piano and flute on every floor, and the aroma of various wines and meats permeates the air.

"Brother Li is here!"

"Is that Mr. Li?"

"The true disciple of the Divine Weapon Valley, the inner sect of the Dragon and Tiger Temple, the peerless genius who has been worshipped by the Grandmaster!"

"He walks like a dragon and gaits like a tiger, and he is majestic and imposing. He is indeed a man of both talent and genius!"

"it is good!"

……

How noisy is the voice of hundreds or thousands of people?
Li Yuan felt like the roof was about to be blown off and his ears were buzzing.

Liu Zheng, Wang Peiyao, Yue Yunjin and others who followed behind him were even more dizzy and at a loss.

The Shenbing Valley banquet had a thousand tables and invited countless people, but those who could enter the Wangjiang Tower were not ordinary people.

Not to mention the true disciples, elders, and inner sect elites of the Divine Weapon Valley, the others are also the elders and leaders of the large and small sects and families.

"Junior Brother Li, you really have become a dragon!"

Yue Yunjin was completely stunned. At this moment, even though he knew nothing about Longhu Temple, he could still sense the horror.

Even the Valley Master Gong Yangyu doesn't have such momentum!

"call!"

Li Yuan, who had been acting "aloof" all the way, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he reached the thirteenth floor. It was not because he was overconfident about his status, but he really couldn't respond.

Nodding my head till my neck broke, I couldn't respond.

The soundproofing on the thirteenth floor is very good. When you get here, everyone is familiar. Apart from the elders of the Divine Weapon Valley who taught you the art personally, there are also the leaders and elders of the major sects who taught you the art.

At a glance, he saw Yue Chongtian, Lin Dongping, Yan Xiong, and Hua Qingwu, four people who had also joined the inner sect of Longhu Temple, all sitting at the main table.

They were accompanied by elders or even the leaders of their respective sects.

"Brother Li!"

Seeing Li Yuan, everyone stood up. Yue Chongtian and others also raised their wine glasses. No matter what they thought in their hearts, they were quite polite.

Li Yuan greeted everyone one by one and sat down next to Lao Han.

"Dechang Prefecture has been decided... Well, the relocation plan has not been abandoned."

After taking a look at everyone in the building, Li Yuan was thinking.

Gong Yangyu never liked head-on confrontations. Even if he won a big victory, he was still thinking about migration. But Lao Han didn't care.

But no matter what, Dechang Prefecture was decided.

The Valley Master refines his marrow, and Old Han possesses a magical weapon. With this kind of strength, they can conquer not only one prefecture, but all prefectures.

The only thing that people in Huizhou fear is the Huailong Palace.

After the greetings, it was time for Li Yuan to drink the toast he hated so much...

He doesn't respect many people, but there are indeed too many people who respect him.

Before the banquet was halfway through, Li Yuan was already drunk and unconscious. He helped Liu Zheng and Yue Yunjin downstairs and returned to the Divine Guard Army’s base.

"call!"

Only after returning to the courtyard did Li Yuan relax. He circulated his internal energy to force out the smell of alcohol, then opened the doors and windows for ventilation.

"I didn't have many social events in my previous life, but now I have so many..."

Li Yuan rubbed his temples and it took him a while to wake up completely. He took a bone-strengthening pill and threw one to the little mouse.

After the trip to Xixiong Mountain, the little guy almost ran away. He coaxed him back for more than a month, but the pills he took went from being every few days to one a day now.

"Fortunately, there shouldn't be any social engagements later."

After relaxing his muscles and bones, Li Yuan slowly pushed forward and got up.

During this month, apart from the banquets he could not refuse every now and then, he continued to practice martial arts behind closed doors.

The number of root bone changes has reached thirty-two, not counting the 'soldier form' which is still slowly changing.

"The Bingdao Fighting Hammer form is much more difficult to change than ordinary spiritual forms. The effect should also be better?"

Li Yuan was able to do two things at once. While practicing martial arts, he was even able to maintain his visualization.

At this moment, in the land of spiritual light, the 'visualized spiritual self' was being chopped and stabbed by swords and knives, and Li Yuan's body was also undergoing various changes.

The Ten Thousand Blades Spirit Dragon Body is also about to enter the door.

"call!"

After a long time, Li Yuan slowly stopped and bowed: "Master."

On the recliner under the eaves, Han Chuijun twirled the Wind and Thunder Ruyi Pestle with his five fingers:
"I heard that you have collected dozens of different weapons these days? Have you made any breakthroughs in weapon forging?"

"Weapon forging is easy to learn but difficult to master. I have made some progress and would like to observe the techniques of various weapon forgers."

Li Yuan replied.

After returning to the city, he collected a lot of weapons by buying or borrowing. He even played with Lao Han's hammer for more than half a month.

The blessing of weapons can greatly enhance one's strength instantly, but Li Yuan has not given up on learning other people's martial arts through controlling them.

The same martial arts can exert different effects in the hands of different people, and this is also very useful to him.

"Longhu Temple is known as the world's number one alchemy sect, but the weapon forging site inside the sect is just ordinary. If you can become a master craftsman, you may be able to compete for the position of true successor!"

Han Chuijun was a little drunk, but sober. The second half of his sentence was transmitted in secret:
"Only by becoming a true disciple can one have access to the secrets left behind by the Dragon Seal Saint Monk and the Pure Yang Taoist..."

Han Chuijun was very careful, and even when communicating in secret, he did not mention the 'Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer'.

But Li Yuan naturally knew what he wanted to say and nodded.

However, there are only six true disciples in the Dragon and Tiger Temple, and the three major lineages of Dragon and Tiger each have only two vacancies. It is conceivable how difficult it is to become a true disciple.

"The true teachings of Dragon and Tiger are difficult, but with your talent, even if you can't become a master craftsman, you may be able to do it if you persevere for a few more days."

Han Chuijun yawned. He had hardly slept these days.

"The Hundred Beasts Thunder Dragon is still in its infancy. You already know the trick. When I gain some insights, I will pass them on to you in a letter. Change your form, and don't stop."

Finally, it was a warning.

Li Yuan bowed and listened.

"Well, take a break."

Han Chuijun didn't say much. He yawned and prepared to leave. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned around:
"If you have any needs, just ask. Don't be polite... Well, your uncle-in-law is not very courageous, but he is generous. He is very generous."

"Disciple noted it down."

Watching Old Han leave, Li Yuan's mind became active:
"I need... a unique martial art. Forget it. What about the other superior martial arts? Hmm... the materials for the Weapon Control Scroll to advance to the seventh level?"

(End of this chapter)