Chapter 299 Yan Chunyang
Chapter 299 Yan Chunyang
"It's incredible, it's incredible."
Li Yuan was sitting on the stone table in the small temple courtyard, feeling very uncomfortable. The old man opposite him had amazing eyesight, which made his scalp tingle.
"Xi Xiang, you have a good disciple. Look at this spiritual light, it seems like it is about to burst out from the top of his head. He is a rare genius in a century!"
"..."
This old man is too exaggerated.
Master Li Dao, who had seen a lot of storms, was a little confused for a moment. These old monsters were more sharp-eyed than each other, and they always made him feel that he had nowhere to hide.
"Brother Jin has a sharp gaze."
Long Xixiang was in a good mood, and he looked quite pleased when he heard this: "How about comparing to Yushu?"
He suddenly remembered the old man who had always come to him to show off his disciples in the past.
"You bald ass, you are so petty."
Jin Shengwu glared at him with a suspicious look on his face: "You are forgetful, but you have remembered such a trivial matter for so many years?"
"I'm just a little forgetful, that's all. It's not like I can't remember anything."
Long Xixiang was not annoyed. The old man's reaction made him feel better. He asked again:
"How is it compared to Yushu?"
"It's really hard to change one's nature. Even though he's so forgetful, he's still so competitive."
Jin Shengwu was somewhat helpless, but it was impossible for him to belittle his own disciple, so he could only speak vaguely.
"Nephew Li is a young hero, while Yushu is a little older. It's hard to compare them. It's hard to compare them."
"Why is it difficult to compare?"
The two old guys glared at each other.
The two youngsters were on pins and needles. Li Yuan glanced at Shi Yushu, the young master of Huanglong Villa, who was also embarrassed and kept drinking to cover up.
"okay."
After a while, the two old guys finally calmed down. Jin Shengwu waved his hand and asked the two younger generations to leave.
"Junior Brother Li, please take Yushu for a walk in the mountains."
"The disciple understands."
Li Yuan heaved a sigh of relief and bowed to take his leave.
Shi Yushu also hurriedly stood up and said goodbye.
"call!"
After the two juniors left, Jin Shengwu raised his hand and closed the gate.
"You are such an amazing disciple."
There were only two people left. Jin Shengwu sighed: "When I saw this kid just now, I almost lost my composure. You ran into a disciple with such talent, this is really..."
Jin Shengwu shook his head repeatedly, showing a sense of shock.
Although he was old, he had practiced the "Shenmu Sutra" when he was young, and his eyesight was as good as anyone else in the world. He realized something was wrong as soon as he saw Li Yuan.
"A talent of the ages... It's a pity that it's too late. If it had been ten or twenty years earlier, I might have had a chance to help you, but now..."
Thinking of Long Xixiang's injuries, Jin Shengwu felt a little regretful.
Long Xixiang put down his wine glass, smiled, and asked, "Have you cultivated the 'Divine Eyes Sutra' to the seventh level of perfection?"
"It's still a little short of the right time. I don't think I'll have any chance in this lifetime. My energy and blood are failing, and my eyes are blurry."
Jin Shengwu sighed:
"Over the years, I have gradually come to understand the feelings of those traitors who left the sect and joined the Evil God Cult..."
He spun his glass, feeling deeply:
"When I was young, I had plenty of energy, but now I am at this age, watching myself age day by day, and I can't do anything about it. It's not a pleasant feeling."
"Between life and death, there is great terror."
Long Xixiang was silent. How could his experience be inferior to Jin Shengwu's?
Jin Shengwu's decline was the result of accumulation bit by bit over the past few decades, and he himself fell from the realm of a terrestrial immortal to this life-and-death dilemma in an instant.
"Ordinarily, at our age, we should have seen through it, but the closer we get to that line, the more I feel an indescribable fear and unwillingness in my heart."
Jin Shengwu held the wine glass and said with some self-mockery: "You may not believe this, but sometimes I dream that someone has stolen my life span, so I can't get past the 200-year-old barrier."
"You're wrong, it's not us."
Long Xixiang interrupted him and said, "I am sixty years younger than you."
"?!"
Jin Shengwu almost choked and coughed a few times. He pointed at him and it took him a long time to recover.
"If I had not been injured by the Tao, I would be in my prime now."
Long Xixiang took out a piece of paper from his sleeve. On it was his age. He wrote it down every day. He felt that he was still young.
"Based on a life span of 200 years, I should still have 60 years to live."
"..."
Jin Shengwu decisively skipped this topic. He felt upset:
"To be honest, I only have two years to live. Originally, the manor had already started to hold a banquet, but I felt that it was meaningless to sit and wait for death. It would be better for me to go out and take a walk before I die.
Come and see my old friend, and also come and see you, my little bald donkey."
Looking at Long Xixiang, whose face looked as young as before, Jin Shengwu felt really touched.
When they first met, he was only a hundred and twenty years old, at the peak of his career, and Long Xixiang had just become a master. The two met in the martial arts world, discussed philosophy and martial arts, and traveled around the country arm in arm.
More than eighty years have passed in a flash. I am about to die, and it is time for this little bald man to sit in meditation and pass away.
Long Xixiang was silent. His memory stopped at forty years ago. Looking at Jin Shengwu who was full of old age, he felt even more deeply than he did.
He turned the words around in his mouth for a few times before whispering:
“It’s not too late to change to the method of worshipping God now.”
"To be honest, I have thought about it."
Jin Shengwu raised his eyebrows. Facing Long Xixiang, he really had nothing to hide: "But no!"
"Can not be done!"
He stood up and paced in the yard:
"In the past one hundred years, I have killed so many evil people from the Evil God Cult and survived so many near-death experiences to have the prestige I have today. How can I be willing to kneel down when I am old?"
The courtyard fell into silence.
The two old guys held the wine, looked at each other and felt that they couldn't drink anymore.
“Seeing through life and death, these four words, I have been sitting there for decades, but I still can’t do it.”
Long Xixiang drank the wine in the cup and dropped it heavily:
"I'm going to give it a try."
"Of course I have to give it a try!"
Jin Shengwu's messy hair flew up like a mad lion, and his eyes were as sharp as lightning:
"After entering the Dao, I have gone through the changes of Disha and Tiangang, and have now reached the end of the road to becoming a Grandmaster. This time, I want to see whether Wan Zhuliu has gone further than me on the road to becoming a Grandmaster!"
"Really want to try?"
Long Xixiang would not be polite with him, but he was somewhat hesitant.
Indeed, Jin Shengwu is the oldest master in the world and has long been on the verge of becoming a terrestrial immortal. He is walking very steadily and at a high level on this path.
But at most, it is only 90% of its peak...
"Give it a try. It won't kill anyone. If it works, even if I die, I will be satisfied!"
Jin Shengwu stood up, stretched his muscles, and then sat cross-legged under the old tree. His mental will was at its peak at this moment:
"Open the divine realm. My energy and blood are declining, but my 'spirit' is several times stronger than it was more than forty years ago. It's worth a try!"
"This……"
Long Xixiang was a little hesitant. He didn't want his old friend to be bullied at his age.
"Why, I am not more reliable than your disciple? By the time he becomes a powerful figure, you will be dead!"
Jin Shengwu glared:
"Open the divine realm!" Seeing that he was determined to do so, Long Xixiang no longer tried to dissuade him.
In the past forty or fifty years, he has seen too many similar things. From his senior brother Long Yingchan to his nephew Long Xinglie, and to other top masters of the Taoist sect, everyone is full of confidence.
But in the end...
With a sigh in his heart, Long Xixiang also sat cross-legged in meditation, closed his eyes and opened his divine realm. Strands of pale white light flowed out from between his eyebrows.
It slowly spread and enveloped Jin Shengwu.
……
……
Only after coming out of the small temple did Li Yuan feel relieved.
He guessed that Old Man Jin must have practiced some extraordinary witnessing skills, and the oppression of his gaze was much stronger than that of the Taoist master.
"Have you ever been to Longhu Temple before, Senior Brother?"
Li Yuan looked at Shi Yushu, the young master of Huanglong Villa. As his name suggests, he was handsome and tall as a tree.
"I came here with my master forty years ago, but I was in a hurry back then. I have to bother you to take me around now."
Shi Yushu smiled slightly.
He had heard of Li Yuan's name many times along the way.
"You're too polite, Senior Brother."
Li Yuan felt that the surname plus "senior brother" was a bit difficult to pronounce.
The two exchanged a few pleasantries and Li Yuan acted as a tour guide. He was very familiar with Longhu Temple and had been to most of the places there.
"This is the main peak of Longmen. To the east is the Huntian Peak, to the west is the Baishou Mountain, and to the north is the Longyin Peak..."
Longhu Mountain faces north and south, and to the south is naturally Hengshan City.
There are many places with beautiful scenery in Longhu Mountain, and the two of them traveled together. Li Yuan had not left the Huntian Peak for several days. This time he found that Longhu Temple was more lively than he thought.
There were disciples from other sects in several inner sect peaks, and he even saw people from the Fire Dragon Temple.
The most lively places, apart from the squares for training in martial arts, are the dragon tablets scattered on the mountain paths. Various discussions can be heard from far away.
Shi Yushu stopped and looked at the dragon monument not far away, his eyes flickering: "It has been less than a year since you entered the sect, and you have already ranked 31st on the Dragon List. Junior Brother Li's innate martial arts skills are really enviable to me."
"It's just a small achievement, not worth mentioning."
With the elixir in his pocket, Li Yuan just wanted to finish his tour quickly and then return to his room for retreat. But when he heard the eagerness in Master Yushu's words, he was immediately alert.
There are no benefits to martial arts competitions, but a lot of disadvantages. He always tries to avoid them if possible.
"Junior Brother Li, you are too modest. You have lived in the mountains for a long time but you don't know how famous you are in Hengshan Dao. Many people have regarded you as the second Senior Brother Long."
This Senior Brother Long naturally refers to Long Xinglie.
"Senior Brother Long is a man of extraordinary talent. How can I, Li, with my humble talent, compare to him?"
Li Yuan calmly changed the subject. He hated this. This kind of rumor could very likely destroy the relationship between them:
"Senior Brother, I heard that there are two Angry Chicken Kings in Huanglong Villa?"
"Why, Junior Brother Li wants the 'Angry Sky Egg'?"
Shi Yushu understood what he meant and smiled: "Master, I came here with all the 'Angry Sky Eggs' that have been accumulated in the village for the past fifteen years. They are all for Uncle Long."
"If you want, Junior Brother Li, I'll save some for you."
"Thank you, Senior Brother."
Li Yuan bowed to express his gratitude. The eggs of the Angry Chicken King also have some magical effects. When combined with the spiritual rice, the taste is even more wonderful.
He was somewhat concerned about it.
"I'm free now, how about you come with me to get it, Junior Brother Li?"
Master Yushu invited him with a smile.
He came here with a mission from the sect. Half of these Angry Sky Eggs were given to Long Xixiang, and the other half were for him to use to make good connections.
"Well, that would be disrespectful to refuse."
Li Yuan thought about it and decided not to reject this obvious gesture of goodwill.
……
The arrival of various forces has made Longhu Temple quite lively, let alone Hengshan City?
Only a few forces are qualified to enter the Dragon and Tiger Temple, and the majority cannot enter. In each district of Hengshan City, there are a large number of people from all over the world.
Li Yuan, who accompanied his teacher Yushu down the mountain, noticed it as soon as he entered the city.
Everywhere you look, the light of weapons you can see is of much higher quality than before.
In addition, there were many more soldiers wearing heavy armor and holding weapons outside the streets and alleys. They were the elite disciples of the Dragon and Tiger armies, working in groups of three or five to maintain order.
"The martial arts performance is indeed the most important event in the martial arts world. There are still two years left, and so many fellow martial artists have come."
It was also the first time that Shi Yushu saw so many people from the martial arts world, and he was a little surprised.
"Before the martial arts performances of the various sects, the temple will come forward and hold several spiritual medicine meetings. Many sects will come for this purpose."
Li Yuan knows something.
The martial arts competition is naturally a grand event, but what can attract so many martial arts forces here is naturally the elixir of the Dragon and Tiger Temple.
As the world's number one alchemy sect, the elixirs produced by Longhu Temple are priceless in other cities.
Helping disciples broaden their horizons is mostly just a side job.
"Too."
Shi Yushu's heart also moved. In the past few years, he has also been preparing various elixirs needed to break through to the Grandmaster level.
"When will this elixir meeting start?"
"On February 2, June 6, August 8, and October 20, there should be eight performances before the martial arts performances of the various sects."
Li Yuan had specifically inquired about it, but he didn't want to get involved.
According to the information he had obtained, the elixirs sold at these alchemy fairs were often several times, or even dozens of times, more expensive than the internal prices, which was truly not cost-effective.
"Eight games? No wonder."
Shi Yushu frowned slightly. There were at least dozens of sects and forces gathered in Hengshan City now, and the number would increase as time went on.
Eight games is not only not too many, but too few.
"Junior Brother Li, would you like to go to the restaurant and sit for a while?"
He ordered his accompanying disciples to fetch the Wrathful Clear Egg, and Master Yushu extended an invitation.
Li Yuan did not refuse. He had already gone down the mountain and was not in a hurry to have a meal.
At the restaurant, Shi Yushu asked for a private room by the window. From here, he could overlook several nearby streets. Shi Yushu leaned over the railing and suddenly exclaimed:
"That is……"
Hearing the surprise in his voice, Li Yuan's heart moved and he also looked in the direction.
He was a strong young man, wearing a loose white robe. There were many servants in front and behind him, making him very eye-catching.
Li Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly. The young man riding the dragon horse looked gentle like a modest gentleman, but there was a hint of coldness between his brows.
In his perception, beneath the gentle and graceful appearance of this young man, there were hidden waves, like a vicious beast opening its mouth, wanting to devour everything and occupy everything.
Shi Yushu took a deep breath, his eyelids twitching:
"Yan Chunyang!"
(End of this chapter)