Chapter 475: Peak of Martial Arts
Chapter 475: Peak of Martial Arts
Under the deep pool.
Li Yuan, wearing an iron mask, jumped into the cold pond with Lao Han. The Black Whale Qi was naturally released, separating the pond water by three feet.
After getting into the water, the little mouse in the sleeve was a little nervous, but the little tiger was very quiet and even poked his head out from the sleeve.
“This true energy…”
Han Chuijun had been staring at Li Yuan, and his eyelids trembled when he saw his true energy.
This kid's true Qi is not only majestic, but also purer, it is even better than the true Qi that I have cultivated from the second level of the 19th level of cultivation.
He was just worried that this kid was just trying to be quick, so that his foundation was weak. Now it seems that if we really have to talk about weakness, he is probably the one who is more weak.
“That’s unreasonable…”
Han Chuijun felt a little achy, so he took a deep breath and dived to the bottom of the pool.
Li Yuan followed slowly, and soon, he had reached a depth of two or three hundred feet. The water pressure around him gradually increased, and the true Qi he released caused faint ripples.
hum~
After diving to a depth of two or three hundred feet, Han Chuijun took out a token and crushed it.
hum~
In an instant, the water at the bottom of the pool surged, and Li Yuan keenly sensed the changes around him. He felt as if he had passed through an invisible barrier, and the water pressure that was isolating him outside disappeared instantly.
Then, the undercurrents in the pond and the dark schools of fish in front of him all disappeared, replaced by a vast secret realm.
The stars are shining and the moon is full in the sky.
Except for the bright moon, it is almost no different from the outside world.
On the ground, a tall tower stood, hundreds or thousands of stories high. On top of the tower, ancient characters as big as a mountain were seen:
"Eight directions."
"This is the secret realm of the Eight-Directions Pagoda."
Han Chuijun pressed the iron mask on his face. This was certainly not the first time he had seen this giant tower, but his heart always beat fast.
This was not built by craftsmen and laborers, but was the product of the Dragon Demon Taoist, whose true energy and spiritual will condensed into one, and it contains incredible power.
This is the pinnacle of martial arts.
"Eight-sided Tower..."
Li Yuan looked into the distance and felt that the dark light was interweaving like a waterfall, extremely dazzling, and all kinds of words appeared before his eyes.
【Eight-sided Tower (11th level)】
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"Level 11."
Li Yuan compared the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer and the Dragon-Tiger Health-Preserving Furnace. Judging from the black light alone, there was no difference between them.
At least, according to the perception of the Weapon Control Talisman, the grade of this giant tower is no less than that of the Heavenly Weapon.
"It is said that this tower contains the legacy of the Dragon Demon Taoist. For more than a thousand years, countless people have been eyeing it."
Han Chuijun transmitted the story through voice transmission, saying that it was in this tower that he, with the help of Wang Wenyuan and others, forced Chi Zhuiyang and the other two out of this secret realm.
"Incredible..."
Li Yuan was deeply shocked.
As far as he knew, the Heavenly Destiny Mysterious Weapon was a divine weapon forged from the cores of stars.
Among them, it may also involve the "Great Festival of Ten Thousand Gods" and the background of twelve sects that are more powerful than the heyday of Dao Sect.
Even if the Dragon Demon Taoist is a supreme grandmaster, how can he forge such a magical weapon?
Pang Wenlong, who was also a supreme grandmaster, put all his efforts into forging a nine-sided, ten-level Great Sun Sky Monitoring Realm.
"stop!"
At this time, a low voice was heard.
Li Yuan collected his thoughts, but saw several figures walking quickly towards him. They all wore iron masks and held weapons of top quality.
"Do not talk."
Han Chuijun whispered a few words and then went to meet them. He seemed to be quite familiar with those people and they seemed to be having a very pleasant conversation.
Li Yuan was very obedient. He just stood there, looking at this secret realm of eight directions. Information about the Zhaixing Tower and Lingyin flashed through his mind.
The listening notes are very random, but over the years, Li Yuan has accumulated some information.
The inheritance of the Star Picking Tower can be traced back to more than a thousand years ago. In the beginning, there was only the Dragon Demon Taoist and his followers who revered him, or challengers who were defeated by him.
It rose because of the Dragon Demon Taoist, and it also fell because of the Dragon Demon Taoist.
It truly became a killer organization and became famous throughout the world a thousand years ago, after the chaos in Shendu City, when Zhaixing Tower assassinated the king for the first time.
According to rumors, Zhaixing Tower planned and launched the chaos in the Divine Capital a thousand years ago, and even had a great deal to do with Pang Wenlong's death.
“It’s not a good place.”
After looking around, Li Yuan muttered to himself, "Come to think of it, my eldest brother, who I don't have much impression of, seems to be also in Zhaixing Tower?"
After changing his mind, Han Chuijun finished talking with the person on duty and led Li Yuan to the Bafang Pagoda.
……
Under the Bafang Tower, there are clusters of buildings, with the giant tower as the center. Surrounding them, from the inside to the outside, live the killers named Tian and Di respectively.
In a small courtyard near the center of the giant tower, Yu Ju was lying on a rocking chair, gazing at the night sky which was no different from the outside world, counting the stars out of boredom.
The Eight Directions Secret Realm was shocking when he first came here, but two years later, when he looked at it again, he just felt bored and even missed the days in Gaoliu County.
Inside the house, Wang Wenyuan was sorting out files. After a long time, he got up and walked into the yard.
"Master, are you in a good mood?"
Yu Ju turned over and sat up. This was the first time he saw a smile on Wang Wenyuan's face in the past two years:
"Something good?"
"Well, good thing."
Wang Wenyuan's smile faded: "An old friend is coming. Please go and greet him on my behalf. After you have properly settled him, bring him to me."
"Old friend?"
Yu Ju was slightly startled, but did not ask any questions. He just took out a mask, put it on, and got up to go out.
"Li Yuan."
Holding a roll of intelligence in his hand, Wang Wenyuan was in a good mood. This was the first time he heard news about Li Yuan in more than two years.
A few years ago, he only wrote a letter to introduce this kid to Long Xixiang for Li Yue's sake. Whether it would succeed or not, he didn't hold much hope in his heart.
Unexpectedly, this kid actually gave him a big surprise. "The true teachings of Dragon and Tiger, the Taoist of the Great Dragon Sect, the divine craftsman..."
Walking with his hands behind his back, Wang Wenyuan felt quite emotional. He used to think that this boy was not as talented as his elder brother.
"I was wrong. However, I have my reasons. If he had not joined the Dragon and Tiger Temple, he would not have grown so fast."
When he changed his mind, Wang Wenyuan suddenly frowned.
A gust of wind was heard, and an old man wearing a faceless mask suddenly appeared, speaking in a cold and stern voice:
"You sent people in and out of the secret realm without consulting me?!"
"Brother Wumian, are you here to call for punishment?"
Wang Wenyuan's expression remained unchanged, he just glanced at him indifferently.
This old fellow, named Mo Yingxiong, was known as Wumian in the underworld. He was a top killer of the previous generation. In terms of seniority, he was much older than himself.
He is also one of the only two masters left in Zhaixing Tower after Chi Zhuiyang and others rebelled.
"So what?"
Mo Yingxiong said in a cold voice: "Chi Zhuiyang and the other two are not dead, and the Jingping Division is still secretly spying and searching. If the location of the secret realm is exposed, can you stop it?!"
"Can't stop it."
Wang Wenyuan answered honestly.
Not to mention that he had a knife stuck in his heart and had been seriously injured for decades. Even at his peak, he was no match for Chi Zhuiyang and Murong Qing, let alone the Lord of Jingping Division.
"and you?!"
Seeing him like this, Mo Yingxiong reacted: "Owner?"
"Not only did I send people in and out of the secret realm, I also temporarily suppressed the backup plan left by the host..."
Wang Wenyuan looked into the distance, in the direction of the entrance to the secret realm:
"I just don't know if Chi Zhuiyang and the other guy will collude with the imperial court..."
"you……"
Mo Yingxiong frowned and lowered his voice:
"Is this the landlord's order? Where is she?"
"do not know."
Wang Wenyuan shook his head, and without waiting for the latter to explode, he took out a letter and threw it over:
"See for yourself."
“It’s the landlord’s handwriting.”
Mo Yingxiong's heart relaxed for a moment, then he frowned:
"Li Yuan? Who is this? The host sent a letter and only mentioned that this person should go up to the tower?"
Gone.
Mo Yingxiong flipped through the letter and found that this was the only thing mentioned in it.
"Only this one letter?"
If he hadn't been familiar with the handwriting and scent left by his host, Mo Yingxiong would have doubted whether the letter was fake.
"Ah."
Wang Wenyuan nodded. Not only Mo Yingxiong, he was also quite surprised and suspicious when he first saw the letter.
The owner of the building, who had been besieged by the imperial court for three years and disappeared for several years, sent a letter, but he only mentioned such an irrelevant matter.
"You sent someone out to pick up this Li Yuan?"
"Yes."
Wang Wenyuan did not hide anything, mainly because there were only a few people available in Zhaixing Tower.
"No, that's very wrong..."
Mo Yingxiong frowned, "What does the owner of this building want to do?"
He could understand why the poster did not show up. He was just waiting for Chi Zhuiyang and the other man to show up and capture them in one fell swoop.
Or maybe he was waiting in secret for the Jingping Division Master to show up.
But he really couldn't understand why a letter was sent just to send someone into the Eight Directions Pagoda, and the person was an unknown person.
"do not know."
Wang Wenyuan just spread his hands. He had some guesses in his mind, but he himself felt that those guesses were impossible.
Even if that kid is a peerless genius, how many years has he only practiced martial arts?
Could it be possible that he could guard the Eight Directions Tower?
"What do you think, my brother?"
Mo Yingxiong's tone softened.
Wang Wenyuan didn't care about his change of attitude. He just took the letter back and said:
"She is the owner of the building, so naturally what she says is what counts. Brother Wumian, do you dare to disobey her?"
"..."
Mo Yingxiong stopped talking immediately.
If the old OP was here, he would have dared to retort, but this lady would really hit people if they disagreed with her.
"Since Brother Wumian has no objection, then shall we follow the instructions of the host?"
"……Um."
After convincing Mo Yingxiong, Wang Wenyuan sat on the recliner, enjoying the night breeze and flipping through the files he had not finished reading.
……
Not long after, under the guidance of Yu Ju, Li Yuan, who put his luggage in the room, met this old master Wang.
After not seeing him for a few years, Wang Wenyuan looked older, but fortunately he was in good spirits.
"Little Li, long time no see."
Wang Wenyuan stood up to greet him with a smile on his face, but he was actually looking Li Yuan up and down.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but be shocked.
It's simple. This kid hid too well. If it weren't for the letter, he wouldn't have recognized him face to face.
"Is Master Wang okay?"
Li Yuan bowed in return and saw Wang Wenyuan again. The old man who was once unfathomable in his eyes was no longer so mysterious.
(End of this chapter)