Chapter 474 Dragon Demon
Chapter 474 Dragon Demon
"Old Han!"
The long street was crowded with people, and an old man with a sallow face and wearing linen clothes was mixed in among them, not noticeable at all.
Compared to that group of green forest masters, Han Chuijun's disguise skills are obviously top-notch. With Li Yuan's current eyesight, he can't see the slightest abnormality from the surface.
But the light of the weapon cannot deceive anyone.
"What does Old Han really look like?"
Li Yuan's mood suddenly became very good, but he did not go up to him directly. Instead, he sat down calmly and waited.
Old Han was very cautious. He passed by the teahouse three times without entering. Only on the fourth time did he walk in, like a normal customer, ordered a pot of tea, and came to Li Yuan casually.
The tea sets on the table are the mark of Zhaixing Tower.
"My dear little brother, do you mind if I share a table with you?"
"It's up to the old man to do as he pleases."
Li Yuan suppressed a smile. He couldn't tell what Lao Han was wearing, but that was because he had never seen Lao Han's true face.
Since Old Han couldn't recognize himself, that could only mean that he had done a good job of disguising himself.
"Thank you very much, little brother."
As soon as Han Chuijun sat down, Li Yuan poured him a cup of tea while he pretended to listen to some music.
Han Chuijun was more patient than him. He finished the whole pot of tea and had no intention of speaking.
"this person……"
Han Chuijun turned the teacup gently, seemingly listening to the music, but in fact he was also sizing up the person opposite him, and his vigilance grew even deeper.
In his perception, the person opposite him was sitting in a loose posture, without any trace of a martial artist, and seemed to be just an ordinary person.
But how could an ordinary person let Wang Wenyuan send him out of the secret realm to greet him at this juncture?
"This little brother..."
Old Han couldn't help it. He was almost done with his second pot of tea. But just as he sent a message, he heard a voice from the other side:
"Master, it's me."
"Um?!"
With Han Chuijun's control of strength, he couldn't help but tremble, and the tea in his hand rippled:
"Li Yuan?!"
This was a terrible shock.
Han Chuijun almost jumped up. No matter how he guessed, he never expected that the great master he was going to meet was actually Li Yuan.
Moreover, he could actually see through my disguise? !
Li Yuan poured him tea:
"Yes, disciple."
"You, how do you recognize me?"
Han Chuijun felt a little confused.
He had only mastered the art of disguise and concealment in recent years, but in the early years, he traveled around the world with this method and had never been seen through.
This kid...
"You have tea."
Feeling the wisp of incense rising from the spiritual land, Li Yuan suddenly remembered the first time he met Lao Han.
That scene seems to be very similar to today.
The difference is that it was Old Han who was shocked.
"follow me."
Han Chuijun had no appetite for tea. He put down the teacup, turned around and walked out of the teahouse.
Li Yuan finished the tea in the cup, paid the bill, and then followed him out leisurely. Old Han had already disappeared in the crowd, as if he was deliberately testing him.
"It's a pity that it hasn't yet reached the Thousand Forms, otherwise, I could let Old Han see the Thousand Beast Thunder Dragon today."
Li Yuan followed calmly. With the guidance of the weapon's light, there was no way he would lose him, but he felt a little regretful.
……
Huhu~
The wind was howling in the mountains and forests.
Feeling Li Yuan following not too far behind him, Han Chuijun was greatly shocked. He quickened his pace several times but still could not get rid of Li Yuan.
"I'm afraid this kid's martial arts skills are better than mine!"
In the dense forest, Han Chuijun suddenly stopped, turned around, raised his hand and struck out:
"hold head high!"
The violent roar of a dragon exploded.
Li Yuan took a step forward and saw Old Han raising his hand. His true energy rose several feet up like a dragon, and in a flash, it actually reached a point ten feet away!
"what?"
Li Yuan's heart moved slightly.
Normally speaking, even if a martial artist has mastered the secret skills to perfection before entering the Dao, he cannot fight against heaven and earth, nor can he break through the limit of ten feet.
And Old Han's palm started from ten feet away, and its power did not decrease but increased instead?
"Could it be that Old Han has learned the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra?"
Li Yuan was a little surprised, but he did not slow down. At the moment when the dragon-like true energy was coming, he raised his hand and grabbed it.
"Roar!"
The surging energy of the black whale suddenly burst out between the five fingers.
All of a sudden, Han Chuijun heard the sound of a dragon's roar. He looked up and saw Li Yuan's five fingers spread out like dragon claws.
With a "crack", the thunder dragon he had sent out was cut off.
"Marrow Refining?!"
Han Chuijun's body shook, as if burned by fire, and his wrist suddenly retracted.
Ever since Li Yuan got the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer to recognize him as its master, he knew that Li Yuan would surpass him sooner or later.
But it has only been two or three years since we last met outside Hengshan City, and this kid has actually gone from the initial stage of changing into a physical form to the stage of refining marrow? !
This this……
"Old Han is dirty!"
Raising his hand to cut off the palm power of the thunder dragon, Li Yuan also saw that Lao Han had achieved great success in his internal organ refining.
"Congratulations, Master, for your successful internal organ refining!"
Li Yuan strode over, bowed and congratulated him, and he was not surprised at all.
Old Han had good talent, and he was proficient in all kinds of arts, with nearly eighty years of experience and cultivation. The only thing that constrained him was the lack of a unique skill.
When he created the Thunder Dragon of Hundred Beasts, it meant that everything would be smooth sailing for him before the blood transfusion.
Han Chuijun's face shuddered. If he didn't know Li Yuan inside and out, he would have really thought that this guy was making fun of him.
"Indeed……"
After being stunned for a long while, Han Chuijun came back to his senses from the shock and swallowed the four words "Master of the Black Whale Hammer".
Looking at Li Yuan at this moment, he felt quite relieved, but also a little sad.
This day came too fast...
"Why did you come to Dinglong Mountain?"
After coming back to his senses, Han Chuijun glanced around and whispered, "This is not a good place..."
"It's a long story..."
"Then speak slowly."
Han Chuijun originally wanted to pick up the person and return to the secret realm quickly, but now he is no longer in a hurry. He listened to Li Yuan's story with a sullen face.
Li Yuan had nothing to hide from Lao Han.
But he has not done much in the past two or three years. He has been doing nothing but working as a blacksmith, practicing martial arts, and improving his physique.
Of course, he skipped the part about drawing the sword.
"...So, you have reached the peak of marrow refining just like that?"
Han Chuijun's face felt a little numb. Thinking back on the hardships he had endured over the past three years, he felt extremely sad.
During the three years, he fought with the masters of the imperial court, fought with the traitors in the building, and even nearly died at the hands of those two top masters in the Bafang Tower.
Only then did he rely on the elixir bestowed by the Zhaixing Tower to achieve great success in refining the internal organs.
This……
"and you?"
Li Yuan changed the subject subtly. He really didn't want to discuss his own practice process with Lao Han, as it would somewhat hurt the relationship between master and disciple.
"I……"
Han Chuijun pondered for a moment and then told the story via voice transmission.
Li Yuan recounted his experiences of the past three years in just a few words, while Han Chuijun continued talking until late at night.
From the time he left Hengshan City, to the fight with the Evil God Cult, to the rebellion at the Zhaixing Tower, to the fight with other assassins,
The fierce battle with the Jingping Division, the difficulty of breaking into the Eight Directions Tower, and finally obtaining a small part of the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra.
“It’s really magnificent.”
Li Yuan's heart was moved when he heard this. Compared with his own boring life, Old Han had lived a truly wonderful life in the past three years.
It can be said that no day is spent in peace.
Even on the way to pick me up, he killed a few spies from the Jingping Division...
"...Although Chi Zhuiyang and Murong Qing were driven out of the Eight Directions Secret Realm, they are still waiting outside. I am in disguise to guard against these two people."
Han Chuijun recounted his experiences over the past three years in one breath. Comparing himself with Li Yuan, he couldn't help feeling a little bitter.
If possible, who wouldn't want to go into seclusion quietly and cultivate peacefully to the point of refining the marrow?
"Are these two still in the mountains?"
Li Yuan also had an impression of the two top masters, Chi Zhuiyang and Murong Qing. He had seen these two people when he first listened to the heavenly music.
At that time, the scene of Chi Zhuiyang transforming into a blue dragon is still fresh in his memory.
"It must be there."
Han Chuijun sighed: "These two are hard to kill."
Throughout his life, he always took revenge on the same day he had a grudge. If he couldn't do so on the same day, he would take revenge as soon as possible later.
As long as these two peerless masters were alive, he always felt like there was a thorn in his throat and a thorn in his back, and he was restless all day and all night.
"They should be dying soon."
Li Yuan hesitated for a moment, but still whispered. He knew Lao Han too well, and if he couldn't take revenge, he would not be able to sleep.
"Ok?"
Han Chuijun's eyes lit up slightly. He saw that Li Yuan was a little shy, and his mind suddenly changed. He reacted:
"Is the host back?"
"……Um."
Li Yuan nodded slightly. He guessed that the owner of Zhaixing Tower might have already set his sights on Chi Zhuiyang and Murong Qing.
After all, traitors are more hateful than enemies.
"so……"
Han Chuijun changed his mind and figured out what was going on, but he didn't ask any more questions.
"Well, in that case, you can go to the Eight Directions Secret Realm for a walk."
Realizing that the owner of Zhaixing Tower had returned, Han Chuijun's brows relaxed a lot. He immediately stood up and went towards the mountains.
The master and his disciple walked very fast, and before daybreak they had traveled more than 800 miles north.
In the early morning, the mountains were filled with mist. From a distance, Li Yuan felt a chill. Looking up, he saw a cold pond.
"The main altar of the Zhaixing Tower is located in the Bafang Secret Realm. This was left by the founder of the Zhaixing Tower, the Dragon Demon Taoist..."
Han Chuijun transmitted the message and explained to Li Yuan.
"Eight-sided Tower."
Looking at the cold pool of water, Li Yuan's heart moved slightly, and he remembered what he saw when he first listened to the heavenly sound.
He remembered that the grade of the Eight-Direction Pagoda seemed to be eleventh!
At that time, he thought that the Eight-Directions Pagoda also belonged to the Heavenly Destiny Mysterious Soldiers, and was shocked. Later, he learned that it was not among the Heavenly Destiny Mysterious Soldiers, which made him even more terrified.
Not only Pang Wenlong had tried to create the Tianyun Xuanbing, but the Dragon Demon Taoist had also tried it, and it is very likely that he had gone even further than Pang Wenlong.
Han Chuijun looked around vigilantly. After a moment, when he was sure it was safe, he took out a few iron masks from the corner and handed one to Li Yuan.
"Most of the assassins in Zhaixing Tower wear masks. Aside from you and me, we should be wary of everyone else."
(End of this chapter)