Chapter 425 Li Yuan Conquers the Dragon!
Chapter 425 Li Yuan Conquers the Dragon! (Part )
"Open, open!"
Looking at the big monks banging their tables and shouting all around, Lin Kai was a little confused. He didn't even have time to react and was forcibly carried over from the Qi Sensing Platform.
"What's this about?"
Lin Kaitou was as big as a bucket, and he was afraid of the gambling nature of these monks.
"It's empty!"
At this time, the voice of Zen Master Dading was heard. He scolded with a sullen face. All the monks were silent and lowered their heads.
"Master."
Monk Liaokong lowered his head in shame.
"you……"
Zen Master Dading felt quite tired and didn't even have the interest to scold them. He waved his hand and told them to go aside.
Long Yingchan and others stopped aside, and the crowd around them retreated tacitly, leaving a large open space.
"I made you laugh."
Zen Master Da Ding sighed in his heart. Whenever it was time for the Taoists to perform martial arts, he could feel the gap between himself and other Taoist sects more and more.
The gap is not only due to the Tianyun Xuanbing, but also because of the lack of the magical power of the sect.
"It's just a hobby for children, it's harmless."
Long Yingchan glossed over it. He naturally understood that this was a flaw in the Buddha's power. The Zen Master Da Ding in those days was even worse than the Zen Master Liao Kong today.
The difference is that the old monk has better vision and luck, and he wins more and loses less.
"Let's go into the tower."
Long Xixiang spoke in a deep voice, somewhat impatient.
Even though Li Yuan has drawn his sword twice and has been in the realm of refining internal organs for a long time, this black dragon is different from the sword intent after all, so he can't help but feel a little worried.
Long Yingchan naturally knew what he was thinking and just nodded. He looked around until he saw the black and white tiger cub walking towards him, then he spoke:
"Let's go into the tower."
……
"What does this old monk want to do?"
Qin Shixian walked into the tower with a frown on her face. She was somewhat confused about Long Yingchan's response.
Is a black dragon worth such planning?
Wan Zhuliu's spirit is not Wan Zhuliu after all, so why would there be so much trouble?
"This old guy has a lot on his mind."
The old man's voice came to her ears.
"Ok?"
Qin Shixian was slightly startled: "What do you mean?"
"At present, it seems that this old man does not want to have a direct conflict with the imperial court, but he also wants to use the imperial court's oppression to integrate his allies."
"ally?"
"On the surface, the five major sects are of the same origin, but in reality, they are full of contradictions. Just now, Qinglong Pavilion and Changhong Sword Sect have always been thinking of standing by and watching."
The old man saw through it clearly:
"Long Yingchan's repeated concessions make the court seem aggressive. Just as Zhongli Luan said, if we want to go to the Dragon and Tiger Pagoda today, we can ask you to open the Samadhi Cave tomorrow..."
Qin Shixian thought about it and roughly understood it.
"Which families still have hope in the imperial court?"
"Even within one family there are people who are undecided, let alone the five great Daoist sects and the millions of people in the martial arts world? If the imperial court shows a little weakness and tries to win them over, countless people will waver."
The old man sighed: "There are choices, who wants to fight and kill?"
"Is it really that stupid?"
Qin Shixian frowned.
"People like Long Yingchan are a minority after all. In the martial arts sects, most people just focus on practicing martial arts. They don't have much else in mind and are easily deceived. For example..."
The old man shook his head inwardly.
His junior is just such a person. If he is not guided, he might be betrayed by Long Yingchan someday.
“Some people are really stupid.”
Qin Shixian nodded inwardly, but was also a little curious: "What does he want to do?"
“He’s doing it.”
The old man couldn't help but sigh.
"You mean this kid?"
Qin Shixian reacted.
"Wan Zhuliu used people as stones to sharpen his sword intent. Over the past few decades, countless people have been tortured by his sword intent. All of them were powerful people with high martial arts skills. Not to mention masters, there are many great masters...
Just imagine, if such a person suddenly appeared and defeated Wan Zhuliu's Dragon God Phase among the same level, what would be the consequences if the news spread? "
"This……"
Qin Shixian's heart trembled slightly. She had had similar thoughts before, but she didn't think about it too deeply. After all, with her identity, she couldn't do such a thing even with Li Yuan in her hands.
But just thinking about it made her feel frightened.
Anyone who could survive being hit by Wan Zhuliu's sword must at least be an elder of Dao Sect, the leader of Zhou Sect, or a supreme elder, let alone someone of high position and power.
"He's making such a big fuss, isn't Wan Zhuliu..."
Qin Shixian frowned. If it were her, she would definitely contact them secretly.
"What is sword intent? The three elements merge into one, transformed by will, and Wan Zhuliu draws his sword one after another. How could he not know? You underestimated Long Yingchan, and you also underestimated Wan Zhuliu."
The old man looked towards the Dragon Tiger Tower:
"Just see if this kid has the ability to subdue a dragon."
……
……
hum~
The seemingly imperceptible wave spread. The black cloak on Mo Long moved without wind, making a rustling sound. The invisible and mighty force descended upon him the moment he entered the Dragon and Tiger Tower.
This is the oppression from the Heavenly Destiny Mysterious Soldiers.
In an instant, Mo Long felt as if huge mountains were pressing down on him from all directions, not only suppressing his breath, but also isolating him from the world.
"Dragon-Tiger Health Furnace."
Mo Long was neither angry nor startled. He slowly raised his head, his sight seeming to penetrate through the layers of tower tops and saw the blazing alchemy furnace surrounded by dragons and tigers.
He lowered his head. The Great Sun Mirror in his hand had dimmed, and its connection with the other mirrors seemed to have been mostly cut off. No matter how hard he tried to use his true Qi, it only produced a faint glow.
"One Heaven Monitoring Mirror cannot withstand the oppression of the Heavenly Destiny Mysterious Soldiers, even if it has no owner. Can the nine Great Sun Heaven Monitoring Mirrors combined into one resist? I'm afraid they can't..."
Weighing the mirror, Mo Long felt a little shocked.
A supreme grandmaster used all the power in the world to forge a precious mirror, and even a thousand years of worship could not resist it. Who on earth forged this Tianyun Xuanbing?
Kakakka~
Mo Long walked forward slowly, feeling that the space around him was binding him as if it were a substance. Every step he took required dozens or even hundreds of times more effort than usual.
Isolated from the inside and outside, with a huge mountain pressing down on one's body and space constraining one.
With these three factors combined, even he felt extremely uncomfortable. He had never been so weak since he was born.
"Is the internal organs refined to perfection?"
Mo Long sensed it slightly, suppressed the feeling of sudden drop in strength, raised his eyes and looked around.
From the outside, it looked like a training ground made of yellow mud, but in his perception, it was a huge space with iron walls and bronze walls. At the very top, there was a bronze furnace cover.
At this moment, he was actually standing on the first step of a huge staircase that spiraled up to the top of the furnace.
"The stage of recognizing the master of the health-preserving furnace."
Mo Long was no stranger to the Heavenly Fortune Mysterious Soldiers. He had seen and even played with the Demon-Subduing Dragon Sword and the Sea-Suppressing Black Turtle Shell with his own eyes, and had also visited the secret realms inside them.
He even witnessed with his own eyes the prince breaking through various trials and suppressing the Zhenhai Black Turtle Shell.
"Mysterious."
Mo Long sneered, ignored the illusion in front of him, and was about to climb the stairs.
Swish!
Suddenly, there seemed to be a flash of light.
Mo Long stopped and saw that it was a nine-foot-tall man holding a huge hammer and looking around with excitement on his face.
hum~
Almost at the same time, Mo Long felt that the huge power in his body surged again, and he was suppressed to a level. Is this just the opening of the meridians?
"No. 1 in the world..."
Ba Wanli danced with his hammer, excited, but the moment he saw the man in the cloak, he felt a black screen before his eyes and was kicked out of the Dragon Tiger Tower.
"Ridiculous!"
He knocked the big fool to the ground with a flick of his sleeve. Just as Mo Long was about to raise his foot, another person rushed in, followed by the third, and the fourth...
"Oh!"
He raised his hand and knocked dozens of people to the ground. Mo Long finally became a little angry.
"hold head high!"
The dark true energy surged and stirred, making an angry dragon roar, and the surrounding void made a "cracking" sound, as if the space was about to shatter.
hum~
The next moment, an invisible force surged.
The people who were kicked out of the tower had not yet recovered from the excitement of challenging the best person in the world, only to see that the entire Dragon and Tiger Tower seemed to be shaking and glowing.
It was like an ancient giant monster that struggled earth-shakingly before being suppressed.
hum~
hum~~
On the fourteenth floor of the Dragon and Tiger Tower, light and shadow interweave, presenting the scenes in the tower to everyone.
Everyone present was a Taoist master, but except for the people from Longhu Temple, everyone was so shocked by the scene that they were speechless.
The Grandmaster was able to merge heaven and earth and follow a single breath of air for a thousand miles, but that was only a feeling in the dark. Most of the people present had never seen this kind of scene created by the interweaving of qi.
But at this moment, no one asked or exclaimed, everyone's attention was attracted by Mo Long.
"Wan Zhuliu is indeed the best in the world. His spiritual struggle can actually shake the Dragon-Tiger Health Furnace..."
Zen Master Dading clasped his hands together, feeling deeply moved.
He was amazed at the magical effect of the health-preserving furnace and the power of the dragon god. This scene was like an evil dragon monster trying to escape from suppression.
"He has the strength, but he doesn't have the mindset and will to follow the crowd."
Long Yingchan commented and pointed with his finger. Invisible waves were immediately transmitted to the heavenly steps through the health furnace.
Boom~
It sounded like thunder.
Mo Long's body shook, and the true energy surrounding his body dispersed. This time, he was actually suppressed into the Shape-Change Realm!
"Long Yingchan!"
Mo Long's face darkened and he stopped struggling. He just knocked to the ground the shape-shifting warrior who dared to challenge him and walked towards the second level.
But on the steps, I saw someone wearing armor and holding a sword, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
"Long Xinglie?"
Mo Long could hardly suppress his anger. That old bald man actually used him as a means to train his disciples?
……
"Xinglie's martial arts are still solid."
"This Dragon God Qi contains the shadows of at least nine kinds of divine martial arts, which is difficult to resist."
"The sword form is naturally sharp. If Pei Jiu can cultivate it for a dozen years, I'm afraid he will have a chance to compete for the championship in the martial arts performance."
On the fourteenth floor, several elders from major Taoist sects watched the battle and commented on it.
Long Yingchan kept his word and gave all those who entered the tower the qualification to challenge. He even later removed the hidden door and revealed the heavenly staircase.
Long Xinglie, Yan Jiugong, Pei Jiu, Shi Qingyi... Disciples from the five major Taoist sects appeared one after another, using all they had learned to fight with Mo Long on the same level.
Higher up, Li Yuan stood with a hammer in his hand, watching the fight quietly.
(End of this chapter)