Chapter 273 Sect Assessment

Chapter 273 Sect Assessment

Chapter 273 Sect Assessment
The information obtained from Zhang Yinlu was random and messy, and it was like panning for gold in the sand to expect to come across a piece of information that was valuable to him.

But there is one thing that is worth all the previous efforts.

"Even if the incense offerings at the Daoist yamen are not as many as those at the Old Dragon Head, they won't be much less, right?"

Li Yuan muttered to himself, recalling the information about incense.

As for incense, the situation in Longhu Temple was also kept secret, but he had more or less been exposed to some of it.

The imperial court conferred titles on various gods and built temples that were widely worshipped all over the world, from the prefectures to the counties, at every level. The local government offices and the Zhenwu Hall were responsible for collecting the incense.

Compared to taxes, incense offerings were the real forbidden delicacy of the imperial court, and no sect was allowed to get involved. He had seen some records about it in the library.

This seems to be traced back to Dayun Taizu Pang Wenlong. When he divided the clans, this was one of the rules.

"Anyone who builds a temple without permission and accepts incense will have his fiefdom taken away and his inheritance cut off."

This rule is not disclosed to the outside world, but for more than a thousand years, no sect has dared to violate it. Even a powerful temple like Longhu Temple, which worships the ancestors, is limited to the sect.

It’s just that building a temple is a taboo, but secretly stealing incense offerings is not. Although Li Yuan has never heard of such rumors, he estimates that there are many of them.

"Anyone who dares to attack the Dao Ya is probably not someone you can easily deal with."

Li Yuan had some concerns in his heart, but was also quite excited.

He really needed incense, both the military talisman and the music talisman.

If he could really get the incense money that the Taoist temple collects once every three years, it would be enough to solve his urgent needs.

"Cheating thieves, just thinking about it is exciting... Well, let's be steady and wait until we combine the next divine hammer. If we can control the Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer, that would be even safer, right?"

Li Yuan had something in mind.

Although incense is important, we should not forget the dangers due to greed. It is always better to be careful.

With the military talisman in hand and a master as his teacher, he practiced martial arts step by step. At least before the blood transfusion, he estimated that he would not have any bottleneck. Why take the risk?
"Normally, the Daoist government would collect the incense offerings at least around the end of the year, so there's still time... I happened to be listening a few times these past few days, what if there's more detailed information?
You can also look for other spiritual herbs mentioned in the intelligence..."

With an idea in mind, Li Yuan put away the "Listening Book", swallowed another "Golden Body Pill", and pushed the door open to leave.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the courtyard is bright.

Li Yuan looked up and saw that there were barely any clouds in the night sky:
"It still didn't thunder."

It is not difficult to master Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound. At least with his current talent, this special intermediate martial art can be practiced to perfection in a year, if the conditions are met, if not half a year.

The problem is that the conditions cannot be met.

There is no shortage of rain in Hengshan, but throughout the year, thirty to fifty rains are the most, and thunder is rarely heard. No matter how good one's talent is, it is impossible to sense the shape of thunder out of thin air.

"There are few thunders in winter, and even if there are any, there are only a few. Maybe there will be no thunder until the beginning of next spring."

Li Yuan felt a little helpless, but more of it was anticipation.

He never gave up the practice of the Hundred Beasts Thunder Dragon. Although he was unable to achieve any small success due to the fact that he had not yet formed a thunder form, he did not delay in other aspects.

Now, he has fifty forms, most of which can be transformed into the Thunder Dragon. As long as he can comprehend the Thunder Form, the Thunder Dragon of Beasts will surely make rapid progress and catch up with Lao Han.

After all, all the changes he made later were in preparation for the Thunder Dragon of Beasts.

"call!"

In the courtyard, Li Yuan pondered for a moment. The medicinal power of the Golden Body Pill had already spread, violent and surging, making him unable to help but groan.

"Long Chan, Hun Tian!"

Li Yuan stood in a stance holding hammers, controlling the two magic hammers, moving his body in the courtyard, and two unique stance skills flowed and transformed in his body.

With the blessing of the two divine hammers, his talent in hammer skills has reached a peerless level. Although the blessing of the Dragon Zen Diamond Sutra is not great, the progress of the Dragon Tiger Hun Tian Hammer is very fast.

With the help of several other weapons that had the effects of "Dragon-Tiger Hammer" and "Perfection", it took only more than ten days for this unique skill to be perfected.

If it weren't for this progress, it wouldn't have been so easy for him to borrow the Angry Eggs from Long Xixiang before.

Huhu~
The long hammer was dancing, it sounded like thunder when it came out and faint when it fell.

"Sound itself reflects many things, such as strength, angle, fluency and change..."

Li Yuan half closed his eyes and immediately felt the difference.

The sound of the swinging hammer, the sound of air rushing, the sound of tendons and bones rubbing against each other, the sound of blood rushing, the sound of internal energy circulating... all the sounds he made entered his ears and filled his heart.

The sounds that were commonplace in the past become extremely vivid and lively at this moment.

With this, he could keenly perceive slight mistakes in his hammering technique and body, and adjust accordingly. With fine-tuning, his hammering technique and movements became more smooth and natural.

Compared to previous practice, I have made three points more progress!
"This is an unexpected surprise."

Li Yuan felt calm, and he did not seem to feel any pain from the medicinal effects of the Golden Body Pill. He was immersed in practicing martial arts.

Gradually, I forget about everything else.

……

……

Before nightfall, a carriage came down from Longyin Peak, passed through the inner and outer gates, and entered Hengshan City.

"Master, you are so seriously injured. Is there anything that I cannot help you with? Why do you have to go down the mountain by yourself?"

In the carriage, a pretty female disciple had a worried look on her face.

Chu Xuankong sat cross-legged in the strong smell of medicine. A trace of blood flashed across his old face and he opened his eyes:
"It's cold in the mountains, not suitable for recuperation. It's more convenient in the city."

His voice was low and weak.

"disciple……"

"You should go back to the mountain if you want."

Chu Xuankong glanced at her calmly, and the latter turned pale and immediately knelt on the ground: "Disciple never meant that."

"Go down."

Chu Xuankong waved his hands, his face full of fatigue.

The female disciple kowtowed several times before staggering off the car.

"When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter."

Chu Xuankong pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled at himself.

When one reaches the master level of blood transfusion, it is called Dragon Gate Pass in the martial arts world. If one crosses it, the sky will be high and the sea will be vast, and he will dominate the world. If one cannot cross it, then naturally he will be broken-headed and bloody, and feel sad.

"I am only one step away, just one step away..."

Taking a deep breath, Chu Xuankong's expression changed, and unwillingness surged in his eyes.

In order to break through to the Grandmaster level, he made all kinds of preparations and thought he was 50% sure. In fact, he almost made it to the end. However, after his blood and soul merged, his spirit could not leave his body, and he collapsed in front of the door.

"Give me another chance, and this door will open!"

Chu Xuankong exhaled a breath of foul air, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the carriage stopped in front of the mountain gate.

"Brother Chu, are you going down the mountain?"

The curtain was opened, and in front of the carriage, a man wearing a white robe embroidered with cloud patterns and bamboo and cypress stood with a sword in his arms, looking indifferently at the pale-faced Chu Xuankong in the carriage.

Once a disciple of Longhu Temple becomes a true disciple, in addition to the lineage of the master, no matter whether he is the helmsman or the deputy hall master, he can be regarded as a master and a brother.

Even though Chu Xuankong is sixty years older than him.

"It turned out to be Junior Brother Xin."

Chu Xuankong coughed lightly: "Where I am going, do I need to report to you?"

"Where, where."

Xin Wenhua shook his head: "I'm just curious why Senior Brother Chu came down the mountain in person when his injuries were so serious."

"Just some personal matters." Chu Xuankong was very weak, but his voice was very sharp: "Brother Xin, do you have any doubts about me? If so, why not go with me?"

After all, he was a quasi-grandmaster on the front line of the grandmaster sect. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and even Xin Wenhua felt a little pressured.

But it was only for a moment, and he smiled and responded:

"Although I have some chores to do, since Senior Brother Chu has invited me, I naturally dare not refuse."

"you?"

Chu Xuankong was slightly angry.

Xin Wenhua had already boarded the carriage and instructed the dumbfounded disciple who was driving the carriage:

"Still not leaving?"

"oh oh."

The disciple drove the cart at a loss.

In the carriage, Chu Xuankong had already closed his eyes. Xin Wenhua didn't care about his cold eyes at all. He just took out a spiritual incense and lit it to dispel the medicinal smell in the carriage.

"..."

Chu Xuankong closed his eyes with a cold face, pretending he didn't exist.

Xin Wenhua didn't care and asked:

"Junior brother, I would like to ask you a question. Senior brother Chu, you have not married, you have not taken concubines, and you have no children. I wonder if you have any private matters to deal with?"

Swish!
Chu Xuankong opened his eyes, but he was not angry, he just sighed:
“Brother Xin, we have no hatred in the past or in the present. Even though you hosted a banquet for Li Yuan before, I gave you face and will not bother you anymore…”

"Now, I am seriously injured and will not live long. Is this how you repay me?"

"Brother Chu, what you said sounds like I am bullying you."

Xin Wenhua was stunned. He couldn't bear the blame. If it got out, he would be in trouble. He could only point it out:
"A few days ago, someone secretly sent a letter to you. Brother Chu, do you still remember the contents of the letter?"

"What letter?"

Chu Xuankong was slightly startled.

Xin Wenhua was a little suspicious: "You don't know?"

"Brother Xin, if you have something to say, why don't you just speak up?"

Xin Wenhua looked at him deeply and said, "If my guess is correct, the letter should be from the Evil God Cult!"

"The Cult of Evil God?"

Chu Xuankong's pupils shrank, and then his face turned ugly:

"Brother Xin, are you afraid that I will betray the sect?"

"Brother Chu, you are also the deputy head of Longyin Hall. I think you have heard about those things. This is the sect's rule. I am not trying to make things difficult for you."

Xin Wenhua sighed inwardly.

It is really inhumane and cold-blooded to keep a sect elder under strict guard when he is seriously injured.

But behind every seemingly unreasonable rule are blood and tears.

Not only the Longhu Temple, but also the five major Taoist sects, and even the various state sects and some prefecture sects have similar rules.

There is no other reason, there have been too many examples.

The Longhu Temple, in particular, suffered a great loss. The previous leader of Longmen betrayed the sect and joined the Evil God Cult, and was once reduced to a laughing stock among Taoists!

"With the methods of the Evil God Cult, is it difficult to send a letter silently?"

Chu Xuankong coughed several times and said emotionally: "How could this old man be in collusion with the Evil God Cult?"

"This is the rule, you should understand it, brother."

Xin Wenhua was also somewhat helpless. As for himself, he really didn't want to do such a thing, as it would really hurt the friendship among his fellow disciples.

But he also knew that there was great terror between life and death, and instead of testing people's hearts, it would be better to cut off the temptation, otherwise, he would not show up.

"I understand."

Chu Xuankong sighed deeply, and seemed to have aged several dozen years in an instant. He waved his hand and called to the disciple who was driving the car:
"Let's go back to the mountain."

Is the intelligence wrong?

Seeing him like this, Xin Wenhua became a little suspicious, but Chu Xuankong didn't say anything until he returned to Longyin Hall.

"Could it be that the people from the Evil God Cult are causing discord?"

Outside the yard, Xin Wenhua was skeptical, but since he had returned to the inner gate, he stayed for a moment and then left.

"he's gone……"

In the yard, Chu Xuankong never got off the carriage. He sat cross-legged in silence until it was late at night and there was no one around, then he reached out and pressed.

With a "crack", the bottom of the car cracked. He reached out and picked up a dark red token from underneath:
"A Thousand Spirits Monument to Save People!"

Under the faint red light, Chu Xuankong's face flickered. He had seen a similar token many years ago, but he didn't even look at it at that time. But now...

"I am only one step away. If I stop here, I will not be willing to give up even if I die."

Chu Xuankong murmured in his heart, but he was still a little hesitant.

After hesitating for a moment, he took out a few copper coins from his sleeve and decided to tell his own fortune first, but then put them away.

"Since you have already made up your mind, why bother with divination?"

With this thought in mind, Chu Xuankong crushed the 'Thousand Spirits Stele' which was used by the Evil God Cult to extradite masters from various sects.

hum~
A flash of red light appeared and then sank into his body.

Chu Xuankong only felt a loud roar in his mind. In a trance, he seemed to see blood-red light interweaving. In the dim darkness, there seemed to be a terrifying being with a thousand eyes staring at him.

"If you worship him as a god, you will live a hundred years!"

Chu Xuankong suddenly realized the will of this god:
"Look... for it... the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer!"

……

……

There are many rules in Longhu Temple. For inner and outer sect disciples and menial disciples, there is a small test once a year, and for all disciples in the sect, there is a big test every three years.

It was a very snowy day. Li Yuan got up early, said something casually, and walked quickly towards the main peak of Longmen.

Chungang Peak belongs to Hun Tian Duo and Dalungmen. All new disciples are assessed at the main peak of Dalungmen.

"The assessment for disciples at Chungang Peak is based on how many weapons they forge in a year. Naturally, I am more than satisfied with the number."

Li Yuan takes this assessment very seriously.

It’s not that the assessment itself is so important, but after the assessment, even if it is the second year of entry, the previously used elixir and spiritual rice quotas will be reset.

"The 40th on the Dragon Ranking List allows you to purchase four elixirs and 1,400 kilograms of spiritual rice every year. The higher your ranking, the better the treatment. Unfortunately, I am not in the top 30."

In the wind and snow, the new disciples from the various halls and helms of Longmen flocked to the main peak of Longmen. Li Yuan's pace was naturally very fast. He passed by a dragon stele and looked up.

"Li Yuan, No. 39 on the Dragon Ranking, Tongmai."

“When you’re forty, it’s not easy to climb up.”

Li Yuan glanced at the rankings on the dragon stele.

During these ten days, he had forged another energy channel, his Dragon-Tiger Hun Tian Hammer had been perfected, and he had also made some achievements in the Dragon Zen Diamond Sutra.

It’s a big improvement, but I’ve only managed to crawl into the 40s.

(End of this chapter)