Chapter 272: Incense, Incense, and Incense

Chapter 272: Incense, Incense, and Incense

Chapter 272: Incense, Incense, and Incense
Leiyin Continent, Ziyun Continent, and towering mountains.

"Something's not right."

A goshawk flapped its wings and landed on the hill. The remaining colt jumped off the eagle's back with a suspicious and alert look in his eyes.

"Elder, this..."

He turned around and saw Wang Wenyuan standing on the Goshawk with his hands behind his back, his brows slightly furrowed:
"Advanced Secret Realm."

"I will go check it out first."

Yu Ju bowed slightly.

"No need."

Wang Wenyuan stepped forward and jumped off the cliff, followed closely by Yuju.

hum~
The moment they stepped over the cliff, the light and shadow changed. The two men landed and looked up, and saw the Octagon Tower standing tall above the earth.

"Who?!"

The moment the two came in, a cold shout was heard not far away, and a gray-clothed swordsman with an eagle-like face and an iron mask came over with a sword.

"it's me!"

Wang Wenyuan looked up, with a rat-faced mask on his face.

"Mr. Wang?"

The swordsman was slightly startled, and after checking the token, he bowed slightly:
"Chi Zhuiyang and Murong Qing took advantage of the elders going down the mountain and suddenly stormed into the Eight Directions Tower. Your subordinates are incompetent."

"Chi Zhuiyang?"

Wang Wenyuan frowned: "He actually rebelled too?"

"Second on the Hero List, Qionglong Chi Zhuiyang?"

Yu Ju was shocked. This famous master was actually a member of Zhaixing Tower and betrayed him?
"Several elders have already chased into the tower, but..."

The gray-robed swordsman led Wang Wenyuan to the main altar while reporting.

Under the towering Bafang Pagoda like a sacred mountain, there are various buildings in groups, and outside, there is an endless spiritual field.

"A top killer?"

In a corner of the spiritual field, Han Chuijun patted the dirt on his body and looked coldly at the rat-faced old man who was led by the gray-clothed swordsman, his heart moving slightly.

There are only 108 core killers in Zhaixing Tower, and 36 of them are Tianzi killers. They are the real core of Zhaixing Tower.

But except for a few people, even the top killers don't know each other's identities.

In fact, if Chi Zhuiyang and Murong Qing had not rebelled, no one would have known that these two top masters were once the top killers of Zhaixing Tower, and their rankings were extremely high.

"Who could this person be?"

Han Chuijun narrowed his eyes slightly and walked over.

Under the Bafang Tower, dozens of assassins from the Zhaixing Tower were either standing or sitting, all holding swords.

Wang Wenyuan looked up at the giant tower and could clearly see rays of light rising rapidly from the bottom to the top, reaching a height of more than seventy floors.

"The Eight-Directions Tower."

Wang Wenyuan looked at the faceless old man who was walking towards him:
"Brother Wumian, I haven't seen you for many years."

"Wang Wenyuan, you are not dead yet?"

The faceless old man's voice was very cold, and he was in no mood to see his old friend. He pointed at the Eight Directions Pagoda:
"Chi Zhuiyang and Murong Qing also carry the word 'tian'. We can't let them wander around the Eight Directions Tower at will. Do you have a way to drive them away?"

"You also said that these two people are carrying the Heavenly Token. How can we drive them away?"

Wang Wenyuan shook his head:
“Unless the leader and the two vice leaders return at this time, someone will have to climb to the thousandth floor before them to suppress and drive the two away.”

"but……"

Wang Wenyuan paused slightly, his words were self-evident.

Chi Zhuiyang and the other two are the best in the world with extremely high martial arts skills. They also hold the Heavenly Token. It is conceivable how difficult it would be for them to surpass the latter.

“It’s not that there is no way!”

The faceless old man suddenly spoke: "When the leader left, he asked me to take charge of the Eight Directions Pagoda. Although I can't drive these two away, I can send them to the thousandth floor or above!"

He looked at Wang Wenyuan:

"But, are you sure that the thousand-layer and above can drive away or suppress these two people?"

"perhaps?"

Wang Wenyuan didn't say anything, but just glanced at the assassins in Zhaixing Tower. He had no idea who was behind the masks.
"Everyone, is there anyone willing to go with me?"

quiet!
Under the Bafang Tower, all the top killers frowned.

The Eight-Direction Tower, also known as the Endless Tower, is the true foundation of the Star-Picking Tower. It contains good fortune, but also conceals murderous intent.

There are many people present who have passed through this tower, but only a few can reach the 100th floor. Who dares to go to the 1,000th floor?

"No matter whether this trip succeeds or fails, anyone who dares to go will be taught the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra and be granted a Dragon Demon Pill!"

The faceless old man spoke in a deep voice.

At this time, someone walked out of the crowd, raised his head slightly, and had a stern face like a ghost.

"Shura?"

The faceless old man glanced at him, his expression slightly relaxed: "You have to think carefully, this trip is dangerous, do you really dare to go?"

Han Chuijun pressed his iron face:

"Why don't you dare?"

……

……

On Chungang Peak, the sounds of iron hammering were continuous.

In front of the forging table, Li Yuan was looking through the blueprints of the 'Top-Grade Autumn Water Sword'. He had already completed all the preparatory work for forging this top-grade famous weapon.

"With my current attainments in weapon forging, there is a possibility of failure in forging a top-grade famous weapon. Once I fail, the value will plummet."

Li Yuan muttered to himself.

The best-quality weapons are the pinnacle of secular weapons. Even in a strong Dragon and Tiger Temple, most elders only have weapons of this level. Li Yuan was looking at the blueprints. Many people gathered around his forging table. Most of them were disciples from Chungang Peak. They all knew that he was going to forge a best-quality weapon and came to watch.

The Longhu Temple is known as the world's number one alchemy sect, but it is not very famous for its weapon forging. There are only a handful of people who can independently forge top-quality weapons.

"Captain, won't you go and take a look?"

Deep in the quenching area, Lin Tingfeng was shirtless, with a thatched beard trembling on his face. He glanced at Li Yuan in the forging area:
"Weapon forging is not a form of martial arts training. Do you want to forge a top-quality weapon without any experience?"

After Long Xixiang came out of retreat, Li Yuan joined Chun Gang Duo. Naturally, he had no objection, but he was not very optimistic about him either.

It’s not that Li Yuan doesn’t have good talent, but that his talent is too good. Is he a true seed of a great master? Can he really forge iron and forge soldiers consistently?

He himself doesn't quite believe it.

In fact, in his opinion, Li Yuan's free repair and forging of weapons was a preparation for Jin Zhenchuan.

"This boy is extremely talented and ambitious. He won't stay in Chungangduo for long..."

Lin Tingfeng knew it very well, but hearing the discussions behind him, he couldn't help but look back, only to see Li Yuan putting away the drawings.

Then, the hammer fell.

hum!
The sound of hammers echoed, and the people in front and behind the forging table retreated one after another. Just by hearing the sound of hammers, they felt numb all over, as if they had been electrocuted.

"Dragon-Tiger Heaven Hammer? Is this kid going to be fully developed so soon?!"

Lin Tingfeng's pupils shrank.

He also learned half of the Dragon-Tiger Hun Tian Hammer, but it took him six or seven years to master it.

How long has this kid been practicing?

Moreover, this hammer sound...

"This hammer sound?!"

As the hammer fell, Li Yuan's movements froze. There was a look of surprise on his face, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.

He had been forging iron for many years and had heard the sound of hammers countless times, but this time, he noticed something strange.

He sensed the Listening Sound Talisman. Although there were no words on the wooden talisman, he could sense that the sound of the hammer contained a message.

“The sound of a hammer is also a sound?”

Li Yuan was shocked and raised and lowered the hammer. This time, he concentrated highly, although the Lingyin Talisman did not react.

But he understood the "sound" contained in the sound of the hammer.

This sound came from the forging hammer in his hand, and also from the 'millennium cold iron' being hammered!
'Temperature, force, reaction, properties of iron...'

Li Yuan's eyes lit up. The sound of the hammer felt extremely familiar to him, as if it was whispering something to him.

With the blessing of the Weapon Control Scroll, his attainments in weapon forging have been perfected. The only thing that restricts him is actually the control of the temperature and the meaning of every subtle change when forging the weapon.

This is purely a matter of experience, not talent.

but now……

"This palm sound talisman also has this effect? ​​That's right, the rhythm of all things is sound, and the sound of hammers is also sound...if that's the case?"

“Isn’t Thunder Sound also sound?!”

This thought came into Li Yuan's mind and his heart began to beat fast. He not only thought of the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound and Thunder Shape that he had not accomplished for a long time.

If there is such divergence.

The sound of wind, rain, and clouds rolling and unrolling, aren’t they also sounds?
hum!
hum~~
Li Yuan kept moving, immersed in the hammer sounds that were getting louder and louder, but his thoughts were constantly wandering.

Over the years, with the help of the Weapon Control Talisman, he was able to quickly master the form of any beast, whether it was an ordinary beast or a spiritual beast, an ancient elephant or a dragon.

The only thing that has not changed is the shape of heaven and earth.

but now……

"If that's the case? The shape of heaven and earth..."

With his thoughts diverging to this point, Li Yuan suddenly felt that the usefulness of this Palm Sound Talisman would soon exceed his expectations.

……

The creation of a top-quality famous instrument cannot be accomplished overnight. When it was getting dark, Li Yuan put out the fire and the furnace, then returned with the hammer.

Along the way, he was still immersed in his speculation about the Palm Sound Talisman.

“I can’t hear other people’s hammer sounds clearly. At present, only the hammer sounds I make are the most vivid and clear.
Perhaps, I need to advance a few more levels?"

Li Yuan pondered over it, and he felt that this might be related to the fact that the grade of the Palm Sound Talisman was too low, after all, it was only the second grade.

only……

"The advancement of the Palm Sound Talisman is not complicated. You just need to keep listening to the sound. It's okay for the second and third levels, but it will be very troublesome after that."

Thinking of this, Li Yuan felt a headache again.

The second and third levels of incense are easy to come by, but the fourth and fifth levels are already difficult, and the sixth and seventh levels are even more difficult.

Even if there is, combining troops must be the first priority, and the military command is his foundation.

"Incense, incense..."

At dusk, the lights in the temples on the mountains were already on, and Li Yuan could sense the glow of weapons from time to time.

There are at least one or two incense burners in any small temple.

"The old-for-new exchange will continue, but I must obtain a stable source of incense offerings... The ones with the most incense offerings are the imperial court and the evil god cult."

Before dark, Li Yuan returned to the yard and quickly cooked himself a pot of magical rice, still thinking in his mind.

"There isn't much spiritual rice left, and this is just Wang Xuanying's share... No wonder gambling is so popular among the inner sects, everyone is going for each other's share."

Chewing the magical rice, the fragrance lingered in his mouth. Li Yuan felt very satisfied without any side dishes.

It tastes better than elixirs, and its medicinal power is milder and purer. Apart from being expensive and scarce, Lingmi has no other disadvantages.

"Unfortunately, no one wants to gamble with me."

Putting down his bowl and chopsticks, Li Yuan took out his "Listening Book". Every time he listened, he would write down the important things.

He flipped open one of the pages, which contained the information he had obtained from the several third-level incense sticks he had used yesterday:
"There is a group of sneaky people in Hengshan City who have set their sights on the incense collected by the Taoist temple..."

(End of this chapter)