Chapter 285: New Year's Incense, Shining Pure Gold
Chapter 285: Hundred Years of Incense, Brilliant Gold
hum!
In the thunderstorm, Li Yuan closed his eyes, listened to the sound of thunder, and truly felt the horror of the eternal level talent.
In the past two years, he had heard thunder countless times, but thunder was invisible and formless, and could not be touched or felt.
Even though he had cultivated the Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound to a point close to perfection, he was still unable to truly comprehend the form of thunder.
Until now.
"The roar of tigers and leopards vibrates the internal organs and bones, thus producing a sound similar to thunder..."
In the courtyard, Li Yuan closed his eyes.
At this moment, his world was so quiet that he could hear a pin drop. The powerful hearing from the Listening Sound Talisman made every thunder sound amplified several times or even dozens of times in his heart.
The huge sound waves reverberated, causing his internal organs to vibrate and his muscles and bones to rub against each other unconsciously, making a 'cracking' sound.
"Thunder is sound, and formlessness is also form... A dragon that makes thundering sound is called a thunder dragon!"
In the night rain, Li Yuan suddenly opened his eyes. The light yellow internal energy had enveloped him without him knowing. This was the Qianjun Qigong.
As he opened his eyes, the internal energy enveloping his body boiled violently, and according to his will, it transformed into a violent dragon head behind him.
"thunder!"
Li Yuan looked up and saw a lightning snake streaking across the night sky, followed by rumbling thunder.
The shadow of the dragon head behind him trembled violently, and the strong and powerful internal energy was boiling and burning at this moment. This was a change in internal energy.
Under Li Yuan's gaze and guidance, the pure yellow internal energy gradually gave rise to a faint black color.
Then, the black color spread, wisp by wisp, line by line, as if to completely cover the shadow of the dragon head.
This was a sign that the true Thunder Dragon of Beasts was about to be cultivated, but the Thunder Dragon's internal energy did not replace Qianjun's internal energy. Instead, it covered and swallowed it from bottom to top until it merged into one.
And internal energy is just the beginning.
"The Thunder Dragon of Beasts... Old Han is really a genius,"
Li Yuan murmured in his heart, feeling the subtle changes in his body.
At this moment when the thunder form was about to be formed, the more than fifty forms he possessed gradually merged into one of the thunder dragons. This was an extremely thorough unity of all forms.
With a change of mind, Li Yuan swallowed a number of pills, closed his eyes, and guided the transformation of the Thunder Dragon.
A thunder dragon with thirteen forms and a thunder dragon with fifty forms are two completely different realms.
……
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Click!
Outside Chu's residence, Monk Dou Yue strode over. Through the thunder and rain, he could immediately see the pool of mud that had almost no human shape.
"What a strength!"
Han Tong came with his knife in hand, glanced at the ruined ground around him, raised his eyebrows and snorted:
"How dare this thief to assassinate the elder in my Dragon and Tiger Temple!"
No one held an umbrella, but the heavy rain and snow seemed to be blocked out by an invisible barrier.
"Damn it, damn it!"
A deep voice sounded, and a middle-aged man in black armor stood up, holding a handful of blood-stained soil in his hand.
"Brother Lin, have you found anything?"
Monk Dou Yue frowned slightly.
The middle-aged man in black armor is named Lin Jia, and he is another deputy hall master of Longyin Hall. Although his blood transfusion is not yet complete, the "Jia Zi Armor" he wears is of the level of a divine weapon.
"This assassin is a highly skilled martial artist and is good at hiding. There is no trace of true qi or even internal qi left on Senior Brother Chu's body."
Lin Jia's face was cold and hard, with anger dancing in his eyes:
"The only thing we can be sure of is that the weapon used by this assassin is a divine hammer!"
"A divine weapon-level heavy hammer?"
Everyone in the rain frowned, and then looked at Monk Dou Yue. Among the nine halls of Longhu Temple, only the Hun Tian Hall had a divine weapon-level heavy hammer.
"Just looking at the injuries, what Senior Brother Lin said is correct."
Monk Dou Yue nodded. He was a master who was proficient in hammer techniques. At the first glance, he knew that Chu Xuankong was killed by a hammer.
"Rumor has it that the Black Whale Hammer Master Li Yuanba is hiding in Hengshan City and is suspected to have become a disciple of our Dragon and Tiger Temple..."
Han Tong suddenly spoke up: "Although there are many evil people in the Evil God Cult, the divination in the cult is still somewhat credible."
"Li Yuanba?"
Lin Jia frowned. He had naturally heard of this name. In fact, he had also secretly inquired about the disciples who joined Longhu Temple in the past two years.
Not only him, the others also thought of the Black Whale Hammer Master who was suspected to be hiding in the sect.
They still remember vividly the scene of the dragon and the tiger appearing together.
"In the past two years, the sect has accepted many new disciples, but they are only at the Tongmai level at most. How can they kill Senior Brother Chu?"
Monk Dou Yue shook his head.
Even if he failed to break through and his realm dropped drastically, with Chu Xuankong's martial arts skills, he would definitely not be challenged by a martial artist at the Tongmai level, even by sneak attack.
Lin Jia glanced at him and narrowed his eyes slightly:
"He is a top genius at the Tongmai Dacheng level, and with the help of the Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer, Senior Brother Chu is seriously injured, so it is possible that he was assassinated..."
"Senior Brother Lin!"
Monk Dou Yue raised his hand to interrupt him, his eyes becoming dangerous.
Lin Jia was not afraid either, he just said calmly: "This is about the sect elders, I am just guessing, why should Junior Brother Dou Yue be angry?"
Monk Dou Yue sneered, but instead looked at Han Tong:
"Brother Han, where is the spy you arranged?"
"You guys over there, come over here!"
Han Tong waved his hand, and several disciples came quickly over from a distance, covered in rain and with pale faces.
"Reply, reply to Uncle Master."
These disciples were in a very bad mood, but they still managed to cheer themselves up and recounted what happened tonight:
"Before the incident, several of us were on guard outside the mansion... Hall Master Chu sneaked out, and we were careless for a moment and didn't notice. When we heard the sound and came over, the assassin had disappeared without a trace."
"Moreover, all the valuables in Master Chu's house have disappeared..."
"Brother Chu, did you come out on your own?"
Monk Dou Yue emphasized his tone and looked at Han Tong and the other man:
"On a rainy night, he did not stay in the house to heal his wounds, but sneaked out of the house, taking all the valuables with him..."
"What does Junior Brother Dou Yue want to say?"
This time, Lin Jia interrupted him with a cold look in his eyes: "Do you suspect that my brother is going to betray the sect?"
"It's just a guess, why should Senior Brother Lin be angry?"
"you!"
Lin Jia's face darkened.
"All right!"
Han Tong, who was watching from the sidelines, spoke up at the right time: "The Taoist master has sent a letter and will return to the sect soon. If this matter cannot be handled properly, I am afraid that he will not be able to get through it."
Dao Lord...
After hearing what Han Tong said, the two of them calmed down immediately.
"I have sent disciples to thoroughly investigate all the disciples inside and outside the Chu residence. There should be news in a day or two at most. Now..."
Lin Jia looked at Dou Yue:
"Junior Brother Dou Yue, I want to meet your genius junior brother. Do you have any objection?"
call!
Monk Dou Yue turned away.
The rest of the people looked at each other and followed. They were all quasi-grandmasters who had achieved great success in blood exchange. How fast were their speeds?
Soon they reached the Huntian Peak.
The Hun Tian Peak was also quite lively in the night rain, with many disciples shuttling through the mountains and forests, and hawks circling in the sky searching.
Monk Dou Yue was in a bad mood and walked alone in front. The people behind him looked around and saw a bamboo forest in the distance.
Outside the bamboo forest was the yard where Li Yuan was, and the lights were also on.
"Junior Brother Li hasn't gone to bed yet. If that's the case, it's not a good idea to disturb him."
The atmosphere was very tense. Han Tong said softly that he was somewhat afraid of Monk Dou Yue.
This was the person who was number one on the Dragon List before Long Xinglie. Although it has only been more than ten years since he completed his blood transfusion, he has already begun preparing to break through to the Grandmaster level.
"Ah."
Monk Dou Yue had a blank expression on his face. After responding, he suddenly stopped.
Han Tong, Lin Jia and others behind him were slightly startled, and they also noticed something strange, and all looked towards the courtyard where Li Yuan was.
Crack! Electric snakes streaked across the sky, but thunder exploded from the ground.
With the naked eye, it was visible that layers of air waves were spreading, accompanied by a layer of light darker than the night, covering the courtyard where Li Yuan was.
"This is?"
Monk Dou Yue stopped and waved his sleeves to stop the people behind him.
The expressions of Lin Jia and others changed, and they saw that the black light spread like water layer by layer, and it also looked like a flame burning fiercely.
"hold head high!"
There seemed to be a dragon's roar accompanied by thunder, and the whistling sound was so loud that it could be heard ten miles away.
Dou Yue raised an eyebrow.
The fiery black light boiled and surged several times, and a black dragon that looked like a real entity actually poked out its claws and head from it.
Across several miles, he stared at the people on the mountain road.
"What a thunder dragon!"
Monk Dou Yue clapped his hands in admiration, then walked away.
Lin Jia frowned and looked at Han Tong, who smiled slightly and walked forward.
……
call!
Whoosh!
In the yard, the wind was howling, blowing up rain and snow. Amidst the surge of black light, Li Yuan stretched his muscles and bones, and wherever his fists and feet went, wind and thunder exploded.
An internal energy that was several times more powerful than before surged within his body until it burst out from his body.
The Hundred Beasts Thunder Dragon is a unique martial art with a very lofty purpose, but the threshold is extremely high. With Li Yuan's previous talent, it took him only two years to get started.
And even if you get started, this unique skill will not be as good as other unique skills at the beginning. You need to have the strengths of all forms to have the possibility of surpassing other unique skills.
This unique skill has many problems and constraints, so Han Chuijun also said that it is in its infancy.
But for Li Yuan, this unique skill is extremely suitable for him, and at this moment all the shapes are transformed into the thunder dragon.
Li Yuan instantly felt the surge of his internal energy!
In just over an hour, he had already forged eight meridians, and with the strength still left, he seemed to be able to forge twelve meridians in one go and open up his meridians to perfection.
This was the result of his more than fifty transformations, which burst out at this moment.
"No wonder Old Han achieved great success immediately after opening his meridians. So that's how it is, so that's how it is..."
After a long time, Li Yuan slowly stopped and suppressed the internal energy surging in his body. He raised his hand and the internal energy opened the gate like a palm.
"Junior Brother Li."
Monk Dou Yue nodded slightly.
"Senior brother."
Li Yuan bowed in return and glanced at Lin Jia, Han Tong and others.
"Congratulations, Junior Brother, you have mastered another unique skill."
Monk Dou Yue smiled slightly, walked into the yard, and then glanced at Lin Jia:
"Just now, Deputy Hall Master Chu was stabbed outside the house. Deputy Hall Master Lin came here to ask questions."
"Master Chu was stabbed?!"
Li Yuan was filled with anger and said, "Who dares to be so presumptuous?!"
"Maybe it's the Star Picking Tower?"
Monk Dou Yue glanced at Lin Jia, who looked around and his face twitched slightly.
"Master Lin, Master Han."
After being shocked, Li Yuan bowed and saluted. He recognized Han Tong:
"It's quite stormy outside, why don't we go inside and talk?"
"No need."
Lin Jia refused. He glanced at Li Yuan and turned away.
Han Tong was slightly stunned, but smiled and followed Monk Dou Yue into the house.
"Two brothers, have some tea."
Inside the house, Li Yuan poured tea for the two of them, went back to the inner room to change his clothes, and came out to ask about what happened tonight.
"Deputy Hall Master Chu was killed. The assassin used a divine-level heavy hammer."
Han Tong picked up the teacup and blew on it gently. Compared to Chu Xuankong's death, he was more curious about what kind of martial arts Li Yuan had just mastered.
Although the thunder dragon was only about three meters long, it was indeed too condensed.
"A divine weapon-level heavy hammer?"
Li Yuan stared in astonishment.
"It's just a misunderstanding."
Monk Dou Yue mentioned it casually.
Lin Jia openly said that he suspected Li Yuan, but in fact he was doubting himself or his other fellow brothers.
After all, it was no secret that Chu Xuankong was secretly plotting against Li Yuan, and even the matter of his own master's inheritance was no secret.
"That thief is so bold."
Li Yuan was still amazed. He learned this from Jing Shuhu, and he knew how to apply what he learned.
"The Taoist master will be back soon. Then, he will make the final decision."
Han Tong couldn't help but ask: "Junior Brother Li, what was that unique skill you used just now?"
The Lord wants to come back?
Li Yuan was slightly shocked, but remained calm as he replied, "That was a unique skill created by my teacher Han Chuijun, called the Hundred Beasts Thunder Dragon."
"A Thunder Dragon of Beasts?"
Han Tong chewed it over and was somewhat impressed:
"To transform hundreds of beasts into thunder dragons is a very high idea. I have also heard of this brother Han's name. He has endured the hardships of sixty years to transform himself. It is amazing."
“It is indeed remarkable.”
Monk Dou Yue couldn't help but nodded.
Inside the house, several people chatted for a long time, ranging from the Thunder Dragon of Beasts to various unique skills, the wonderful uses of shape-changing combinations and so on.
The teapots were changed several times before everyone stood up to say goodbye.
Li Yuan watched them go away before closing the gate and returning to the house.
"The Taoist master is back?"
Li Yuan muttered to himself, but he was not too afraid.
Even if the Taoist master found out, it would have no impact on him. After all, it was a fact that Chu Xuankong colluded with the Evil God Cult.
"But this Thousand Spirits Saving People Monument cannot be saved."
Li Yuan lit a few incense sticks, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and began to count his gains.
The first one, of course, is the Thousand Spirits Saving People Monument that contains a hundred years of incense.
"A hundred years of incense!"
On the gray stone platform, there was a faint glow of blood, but beneath the blood, there was a glimmer of golden light:
"Seventh level, no, the color is so pure, this is eighth level incense, and there is more than one!"
After only a quick glimpse, Li Yuan's heartbeat quickened as he took a closer look at it. This was a huge gain.
only……
[Control conditions: Fifth level of God Worship, fourth level of Divine Eyes Sutra]
[Control Effect: Level 8 (Gold): Hundred Years of Incense
Level 6 (Yellow): Sixth level of God Worship, Sixth level of Divine Eyes Sutra]
"There is a god in this incense!"
Li Yuan felt a little annoyed. He was really afraid to smash the thing open, even though Wei Guang thought it was a ghost.
But these lonely ghosts must have been at least masters or grand masters in their lifetime, or even "supreme" grand masters like the two ancestors Long Yin and Chun Yang.
"Eighth-level incense."
Li Yuan was very jealous. He had been wandering around the inner sect of Longhu for more than half a year and had never seen a single wisp of incense of this level.
"How to kill this god?"
Master Li Dao muttered a few words, and suddenly remembered the stone plaque in front of the mountain gate:
"Yes, there are two ancestors!"
(End of this chapter)