Chapter 489 Dragon Demon Birthday
Chapter 489 Dragon Demon Birthday
"It's the seventh day of the eighth month today, and the hour of midnight hasn't arrived yet."
Seeing the old man talking about something else, Qin Shixian could only shake his head and agree: "I don't know how many years have passed in this building. It's a good thing you haven't forgotten the birthday of the founder."
Qin Yun lowered his eyelids: "This traitor picked a good day."
"Ok?"
Qin Shixian's eyes turned cold: "Chi Zhuiyang?"
"Someone broke in with a secret technique."
As Qin Yun paced, the divine realm surrounding him quietly dissipated. He walked outside the tower, leaning on the railing and looking out. He could vaguely sense the subtle fluctuations:
"The sword intent is sharp, it must be the Jingping Division Master."
"finally come."
Gripping the spear tightly, Qin Shixian was filled with murderous intent. If the old man hadn't stopped her, she would have rushed over to kill him.
"Master's birthday... that's fine, that's fine."
Qin Yun's eyes flashed, and he suddenly frowned: "This kid wants to climb the tower?"
"Who?"
Qin Shixian came to the railing and took a quick glance. He saw Han Chuijun and his apprentice leading Wang Wenyuan to the Bafang Pagoda.
"What a coincidence?"
"Maybe it's a coincidence?"
Qin Yun's expression was somewhat subtle:
"Unfortunately, he is not... Well, let him give it a try."
Qin Shixian didn't care, but just glanced at the edge of the secret realm:
"Then you have to let me kill Chi Zhuiyang."
"Whoever kills is not killed?"
Qin Yun's eyes were gloomy: "Since this traitor is determined to enter the ancestral hall, why not help him do so?"
"what do you mean?"
Qin Shixian was slightly startled, then he understood and lowered the spear he had raised.
More than a thousand years have passed, and in most of the rumors in the martial arts world, the only records about the Dragon Demon Taoist are just a few words: "Supreme Grand Master".
But she had forgotten why her ancestor, who was a spiritual master and had superb martial arts skills, was called the "Dragon Demon".
Although she understood it, she was still a little upset:
"Then Murong Qing, you must leave it to me."
"As you wish."
Qin Yun turned around and went back into the tower. After a while, he sat cross-legged in meditation. The rich smell of incense surrounded his body and then spread, enveloping the room.
……
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In the night, the Bafang Pagoda stands like a sacred mountain, thousands of feet high.
At the foot of the tower, Li Yuan looked up and could only vaguely see the tower.
Wang Wenyuan yawned and was curious: "Little Li, I asked you to climb the tower before, but you refused again and again. Why are you bothering me again in the middle of the night?"
“There’s no need to rush to climb the tower.”
Han Chuijun was the one who was dragged here by Li Yuan. He was holding a copy of "The Theory of Changing Shapes" in his hand. These days, he was obsessed with the Dragon Demon's Handwriting and didn't want to go out at all.
"I've been in seclusion for a few days, it's time to get out and walk around."
Li Yuan just smiled, but his mind was actually wandering, and he looked down at the grey stone platform, where a wooden scroll of listening music was glowing with a faint light, with lines of words flowing on it.
The Wooden Listening Talisman does not record what is heard every time, but after the Wooden Listening Talisman is promoted to the seventh level, it can freely mobilize the heavenly sounds that have been heard.
[The Eight-sided Pagoda contains a shocking secret...]
[The Eight-sided Pagoda seems to favor people with all shapes, especially at midnight on the eighth day of the eighth month of every year...]
'The eighth day of the eighth month.'
Feeling the Wooden Scroll of Listening to Sounds, Li Yuan had a subtle look on his face. This was his first experience listening to heavenly sounds, and it was also one of the reasons why he was not very enthusiastic about climbing the tower after coming to Zhaixing Tower.
He was waiting for the eighth day of the eighth month, and pulled Old Han out as well.
"It's up to you guys."
Wang Wenyuan saw that he was not sincere, but he did not intend to find out the truth. He took out the token and slapped it towards the tower:
"Go."
"Thank you, Master."
Li Yuan bowed to express his gratitude, snatched the Theory of Transformation from Lao Han's hand, and pushed him into the Eight Directions Tower.
"Speaking of possessing all forms, who else in Zhaixing Tower can be compared with me and my disciple?"
As the light and shadow intertwined and changed, Li Yuan muttered to himself. He was very interested in the things hidden in the Eight Directions Tower, or the things left behind by the Dragon Demon Taoist.
hum~
The light flickered and flowed like water waves before his eyes. The next moment, Li Yuan had entered the Eight Directions Tower. He looked around and found that it was the level he had exited last time.
“It’s a good thing that we don’t have to climb again.”
Li Yuan squinted his eyes and looked around, but was not in a hurry to climb the tower. Instead, he took the elixir, sat cross-legged in meditation, sorted out his martial arts, and waited for the arrival of midnight.
During the past half month, he immersed himself in the Dragon Demon's handwriting, and compared with the classics left by this supreme grandmaster, he sorted out what he had learned from the beginning and benefited greatly.
His journey has been as easy as drinking water. In less than ten years, he has walked a path that ordinary people would take dozens or even hundreds of years to walk, and has reached the threshold of blood transfusion.
Although it is making rapid progress, it also lacks some of the sedimentation of time.
Taoist Dragon Demon's understanding of martial arts made up for this accumulation for him. At this moment, he sat cross-legged, with true energy flowing throughout his body. The intricate meridians in his body were looming, and from time to time there was the sound of flowing water coming out of his body.
"Martial arts training begins with qi and blood, then progresses through nourishing strength, tempering the body, strengthening the inner self, and changing the physical form, then progresses through opening the meridians, refining the internal organs, and refining the marrow, until the blood is completely replaced..."
Li Yuan closed his eyes, and the Dragon Demon's handwriting kept flowing in his mind.
In half a month, he roughly read the books left by Dragon Demon Taoist. With his photographic memory, he remembered everything in his heart, even though he had not digested it. "I did my best at the time in terms of blood circulation, true qi circulation, internal organs polishing, and marrow, bone and fascia polishing. Now, although there are some flaws, the foundation is solid."
Li Yuan muttered to himself.
He has always been extremely cautious in practicing martial arts. Thanks to his prudence, even when compared with the classics left by Taoist Dragon Demon, there are actually not many mistakes or omissions.
It’s just that the realm of Taoist Dragon Demon is too high and his research is too deep, so even with a foundation like his, there is the possibility of improvement, consolidation and expansion.
For example, the circulation of qi and blood. He had figured out the large circulation covering the head, and even with Long Xixiang's eyes, he could not see any mistakes.
But according to the Dragon Demon Taoist, the real big circulation not only covers the torso and head, but also penetrates into the limbs and bones, including the smallest parts of the body.
As for Qi channels, thirty-six are certainly sufficient, but they can also be expanded to cover the entire body.
During the past half month, Li Yuan stayed at home, reading books while re-examining the two cycles. Thanks to his talent, he made rapid progress, and has achieved considerable results so far.
And this is because he was distracted by changing his bones, otherwise it would have been even faster.
"The handwritten writings left by Taoist Dragon Demon will definitely not stop at theories of shape-changing and true qi. There should also be theories of marrow refining and blood exchange, and even unity with the Tao, but they are not in the library..."
Li Yuan's mind was scattered. After sorting it out for a long time, he slowly stood up, took the pill, and started practicing standing meditation.
With the blessing of his peerless talent, even when he was immersed in calligraphy, his progress in various martial arts did not fall behind. In half a month, he had cultivated more than seven or eight middle and lower-level martial arts to perfection.
The shape of the change also went a step further and reached the number eight hundred and forty.
"Qian Xing, it will only take a few months. Before that, I guess I have to try to contact the strange beasts on the Black Whale Road..."
After a long time, Li Yuan let out a long breath and slowly stopped. He looked around and observed the changes.
Midnight has arrived.
……
laugh!
A sharp sword light flashed out of nowhere.
Then, Chi Zhuiyang slowly walked into the Bafang Secret Realm. He took a look at the Bafang Tower that stood like a sacred mountain, and felt relieved:
"Catch up..."
With a change of mind, he was about to rush towards the Eight Directions Tower, but was blocked by the scarlet-gold sword light. The head of the Jingping Division appeared and looked at him with a smile:
"Brother Chi, since we are cooperating, we should be honest with each other, don't you think?"
"you!"
Chi Zhuiyang was filled with anger, but he suppressed it and said in a deep voice:
"The eighth day of the eighth month is the birthday of the Dragon Demon Taoist, but it has always been kept secret by the Qin family, so ordinary people don't know it."
"The birthday of the Dragon Demon Taoist?"
The head of the Jingping Division looked around. Under the night sky, the shadow of the Eight-Direction Tower covered the wilderness:
"and then?"
“Perhaps only by climbing the tower today can we get a glimpse of the inheritance left by the Dragon Demon Taoist.”
Seeing that he refused to give way, Chi Zhuiyang had no choice but to give in.
"I see."
The head of Jingping Division narrowed his eyes slightly, made way, and followed behind Chi Zhuiyang, who frowned and spoke in a cold voice:
"Why, is the Master interested too?"
"The inheritance of the Supreme Grand Master is something that this department head is naturally interested in."
The head of the Jingping Division smiled slightly, and he glanced coldly at the deserted secret realm: "As for those traitors in Zhaixing Tower, there is no need to rush for a moment."
"Then, it depends on the ability of the Master."
Chi Zhuiyang had no intention of getting entangled with him. Although he was angry, he just said this coldly, and the next moment, he disappeared into the Eight Directions Pagoda.
hum~
A light suddenly appeared in the Bafang Tower, and the angry shouts of the people on duty were also heard.
The Chief of Jingping Division was neither hurried nor slow. He first sensed it and then walked into the Eight Directions Tower. What he was more interested in was the Eight Directions Tower itself.
……
"The ancestor's inheritance is not so easy to covet."
Watching the two people entering the tower with cold eyes, Qin Shixian felt cold in her heart. She was very afraid of the Ancestral Hall and did not dare to step into it easily.
The moment these two people entered the tower, they were destined to die.
"That guy also entered the tower tonight. This is too coincidental..."
Suppressing his murderous intent, Qin Shixian thought of the cunning boy again. After thinking about it, he decided to communicate with the Eight Directions Tower.
……
hum~
Almost at the same time as midnight arrived, Li Yuan felt an invisible wave suddenly descending and sweeping over him at an extremely fast speed.
"coming?"
Li Yuan concentrated his mind, and the next moment, he felt his mind was in a trance. Large amounts of light and shadows surged around him, flowing and interweaving at a very fast speed, which was dazzling.
But it took only a few breaths, and when Li Yuan came to his senses, he found himself in a brightly lit "school".
A familiar school.
"This place?"
Li Yuan's eyelids twitched.
This school was of high standard and quite large in space, and was almost exactly the same as the one he had seen when he had listened to Tianyin before.
The difference is that there are no students dressed in luxurious clothes in this school.
"here it is?"
Li Yuan turned around and saw Lao Han's figure suddenly appearing in the corner, looking around in surprise.
"here……"
Li Yuan was about to speak when he heard a light cough. He was startled and saw the old teacher walking slowly into the school with a ruler in his hand.
(End of this chapter)