Chapter 393: Biography of Incense
Chapter 393: Biography of Incense
Yu Banzhou lowered his head and said, "I just heard about this and reported it to the Dragon King."
"is it?"
After taking a deep look at him, the Scarlet Flame Dragon King said lightly:
"There should be six top-grade divine weapons in Longhu Mountain. Apart from the Dragon Seal, the Demon-Subduing Pestle left by Chunyang, and the Chunyang Sword, the other four have rarely recognized their masters. This kid is really lucky."
"Which one did he get?"
The Red Flame Dragon King naturally knew a lot about the Longhu Temple.
"It is said to be a whip..."
"Mirage Dragon Belt?"
The expression of the Red Flame Dragon King changed. He had a deep memory of this magic weapon. It was the only top-grade magic weapon among the six magic weapons of the Dragon and Tiger Temple that had never recognized a master.
He had played with it before, but it was not recognized.
Now...
Yu Banzhou said softly: "This kid hasn't gone far..."
"Snapped!"
Before he could finish his words, a large hand like a palm leaf fan had already landed on his head and slowly lifted it up. The Scarlet Flame Dragon King looked indifferent, and Yu Banzhou turned pale and sweat ran down his face.
"The most important thing in dealing with people and things is to concentrate. Don't touch what you shouldn't touch, and don't move what you shouldn't move."
Throwing it on the ground casually, the Scarlet Flame Dragon King put his hands behind his back and looked back in the direction of the Dragon and Tiger Temple:
"Besides, if things fail, they can be left for another day. But if a person dies, then everything is over!"
"Your Highness, I understand."
Yu Banzhou was breathing heavily.
"Longhu Temple is not a good place."
After staring for a few seconds, the Scarlet Flame Dragon King turned into a ray of fire and floated into Yu Banzhou's body again. The latter twitched violently and collapsed to the ground. His already gray hair turned even grayer.
"Old fellow..."
Lying on his back, looking at the spider crawling on the beam, Yu Banzhou felt a gloom in his heart.
This old guy was extremely cautious. In the past one or two years, he had not taken action once.
When Master Motian came, he left; when the boy Fayin came, he avoided...
Even though such a young man was obviously tempted to carry the gold through the busy streets, he still endured it.
"call!"
It was not known how long it had passed before Yu Banzhou, who had recovered some of his strength, managed to stand up. Looking at the moonlight outside the window, he felt his brain go numb.
"If this continues, even if the Dragon Tiger Temple doesn't find out, I will die at the hands of this old guy..."
Yu Banzhou felt despair and was afraid of death.
……
……
hum~
Strands of light interweave into shadows.
"Xinglie is really diligent. He hasn't gone out for half a year. How many fasting pills has he exchanged?"
"Shan Qingsong has lost all his courage. Wei Jiezhi, Qu Xing and other guys are not ambitious. They are at the critical moment but dare not move at all."
"With the Third Brother's talent, he should have a 60 to 70 percent chance of success. He must be prepared for death before he can survive. Without the determination to burn everything, how can he understand the yin and yang?"
In the small temple, Long Xixiang sat cross-legged, with light and shadows flowing before his eyes, reflecting the Longhu Mountains in the night.
He gradually became familiar with the benefits of the Dragon-Tiger Health Furnace and became addicted to it.
"Is Master Nie still studying the blueprint of the 'Dragon-Tiger Pure Yang Sword'? It seems that my breaking of the Tian Gang has stimulated him quite a bit..."
The light and shadow changed, and Long Xixiang saw Nie Xianshan. The old Taoist was holding a blueprint and pacing in the yard, muttering to himself. Those who didn't know would think he was performing a ritual.
"This old Taoist has profound knowledge of swordsmanship and is extremely perceptive, yet he didn't notice anything at all..."
Long Xixiang was amazed by the wonderful uses of the health-preserving furnace, but he couldn't help but think of Long Yingchan. This old guy must have spied on him a lot.
hum~
With this thought in mind, he pointed his finger, and the light and shadows in front of his eyes intertwined and changed. In the blink of an eye, the figure of Long Yingchan appeared.
At this moment, he was on the eighteenth floor of the Dragon and Tiger Tower.
Long Yingchan sat cross-legged, with a blazing alchemy furnace in front of him. It was the main body of the health-preserving furnace. At this moment, the fire was blazing and he was refining pills.
"According to the time, the Dragon Tiger Health Pill should be ready by now?"
After a moment's thought, Long Xixiang dispersed the light and shadow in front of him. He really had no interest in spying on this old Taoist priest.
"Shu~"
He reached out and fiddled with it, and the light in front of his eyes kept changing and flowing. After this happened many times, Li Yuan's figure appeared on the screen.
He carried the drunk old man on one hand and returned to the courtyard in Chungang Peak.
"The injury is indeed serious."
Long Xixiang looked at it carefully for a while and had an idea in his mind.
When he sent Yin Fa to Dechang Prefecture to pick up people, he took the healing elixir with him. After several months of travel, his injuries had begun to show signs of improvement.
But to completely cure it, without the Dragon-Tiger Pill, he would have to do it himself.
There's no other reason. These two people's qi channels were damaged, and their internal organs and spines were in a mess. It was largely luck that made them alive.
"This boy is filial."
In the light and shadow, Li Yuan put the two old men down, covered them with a quilt, lit a stick of incense, and then gently closed the door.
"The Mysterious Soldiers of Heaven's Luck are indeed a treasure."
Long Xixiang lowered his head, and the shadow of the Dragon-Tiger Health Furnace flashed by in his palm.
A dragon-tiger health-preserving furnace has supported the Longhu Temple for more than two thousand years. In addition to the secret realm and ruins, the health-preserving furnace itself has great uses.
In addition to brewing elixirs and monitoring the mountains, he also has means of protecting the sect. Although it is not direct killing, it is also extremely terrifying. A full-strength attack can even knock a grand master down a level.
"The greatest use of the health furnace is to maintain health... But the only ones who can do this are those two ancestors."
After a while, the light and shadow in front of Long Xixiang's eyes dissipated, and he couldn't help but feel curious:
"What's the use of the Sea-Splitting Whale Hammer? Is it just for hiding?"
"Master..."
Outside the temple gate, Li Yuan knocked on the door. "Come in."
Long Xixiang collected his thoughts.
Li Yuan closed the temple door and first mentioned the injuries of Lei Jingchuan and Jing Shuhu. Long Xixiang knew what was going on, but did not interrupt him and just listened quietly.
After a moment, he said:
"Let them come tomorrow."
"Thank you, Master."
Li Yuan bowed to express his gratitude, but was glared at by the old dragon head. He then scratched his head and told the story of encountering a master from the Evil God Cult on the road.
"The ghost lingers."
Long Xixiang's face darkened, and he felt quite disgusted:
"Are you sure he is a master of the hall master level?"
"That man hid himself very well, and it was hard to tell how skilled he was. However, although his sword was also disguised, I could tell that it was a quasi-divine weapon."
Li Yuan did not hide anything. Considering his status as a quasi-master craftsman, there was nothing wrong with his statement.
"Quasi-divine weapon? That should be close."
Long Xixiang nodded.
The magic weapon is spiritual and will choose its master. Although the Evil God Cult has a ritual that can forcibly control the magic weapon, the ritual is extremely harsh and only a very few people in the cult can do it.
The rest of the people, whether they are Dharma protectors or local hall masters, rarely have magical weapons in their hands. A quasi-magic weapon cannot be retained in the Evil God Cult without the martial arts of refining marrow and exchanging blood.
"An expert like this, holding a quasi-divine weapon and hiding in a busy city, must be handled with caution."
Long Xixiang thought for a moment and said:
"In that case, I will go and catch him and see who is so bold."
"what?"
Li Yuan was startled and quite surprised: "You want to go?"
The Evil God Cult is filled with many masters. No matter whether it is the hall master or the deputy hall master, they must at least be masters of marrow refining or even blood exchange level. But why would Long Xixiang need to take action?
"Anyway, I'm going to go down the mountain for a walk tonight, so I might as well take care of it while I'm at it."
Long Xixiang stood up.
"Why are you coming down the mountain?"
Li Yuan was slightly surprised. Anyone who could trouble Long Xixiang to make this trip in person must be at least a master, right?
"Your uncle won't let me get rid of the grudges from the early years. It would have been fine if I had forgotten about it before, but now I feel uncomfortable every time I think about it."
Long Xixiang waved his hand, and a demon-subduing pestle fell into his hand:
"If it's not easy to kill, then take some interest first."
"what?"
Li Yuan came back to his senses: "Are you talking about Xie Tongzhi?"
"He's one."
Wow, there’s more than one?
Li Yuan was a little shocked, and felt something was wrong: "Why don't you kill them?"
"If I hadn't broken the Tian Gang, then whoever tried to stop me would have to be killed, so as to avoid leaving behind disasters that would affect you. Now, things are naturally different."
With the Demon-Subduing Pestle in his hand, Long Xixiang's aura changed. He was like a gourmet who had been hungry for days and came across a table full of delicacies and just wanted to feast on them.
"If we don't kill them, wouldn't that be alerting the enemy?"
Li Yuan still felt that it was inappropriate. If it were him, he would either not take action or beat the man to death.
"A half-dead snake cannot bite anyone even if it is alive."
Long Xixiang stood up, said something casually, and prepared to go down the mountain.
"This……"
Li Yuan only felt a flash before his eyes, and there was no one in the temple anymore.
"Your master was born aggressive. I don't know how many people he offended in his early years. He preferred to fight but not to kill. He thought he was just sparring with others, but in fact, humiliating others was a great vengeance."
A wisp of mist dissipated, and Long Yingchan came to the yard quietly, and seemed to hear the conversation between the two.
"You should take this as a warning."
"Disciple, please remember this."
Li Yuan was already accustomed to his mysterious appearances. Hearing his words, he bowed in silence. He was not going to learn everything.
On this point, he is more inclined to Lao Han. The crisis must be nipped in the bud.
"When traveling in the martial arts world, martial arts comes first, but you should not cause unnecessary troubles. What's the point of doing this other than adding more troubles to yourself?"
Taoist Master Long took the opportunity to teach.
The old ones are already crooked and cannot be corrected, so the small ones need to be corrected in advance.
"The disciple understands."
Li Yuan said he was learning from this, but he was a little confused: "Then why didn't you stop me..."
He asked subconsciously, but knew something was wrong before he even finished speaking.
A martial arts master has his own will, let alone a grandmaster?
Even if he is the master of a path and my own senior brother, if he doesn't give me face, I won't sell it.
"After being depressed for more than 40 years, he wanted to go down the mountain, and no one could stop him."
Long Yingchan sighed, "He has a strong character. He understood the 'meaning of dragon and elephant' many years ago. He is extremely masculine and extremely strong. If you try to suppress him, something terrible will happen."
"Don't talk about him anymore."
Taoist Master Long shook his head and prepared to leave.
Li Yuan hurriedly stepped forward and asked about the incense.
"Incense..."
Daoist Master Long was slightly startled, looked at him thoughtfully, and pointed at the small temple:
"I remember your master has a 'Biography of Incense' here, you can read it yourself..."
(End of this chapter)