Chapter 537 Who is Li Yuan?

Chapter 537 Who is Li Yuan? (Update 10)

Bang!
Han Chuijun heard a loud noise and the ground seemed to be shaking violently. The next moment, he felt a strong wind blowing in his face. When he subconsciously urged the Thunder Dragon of Beasts, he felt his shoulders sink.

Then, strong winds surged all around, and the sky and the earth spun.

When he came to his senses suddenly, he saw howling winds and rolling clouds. He was already thousands of feet in the sky. Below him was an eagle spreading its wings and making a loud cry.

"Owner."

Han Chuijun reacted quickly and was very adaptable. He immediately pressed the mask lightly and bowed to the woman in white who was as heavy as water on the eagle's back.

"Ok!"

Qin Shixian didn't even turn his head.

She released her true Qi, enveloping the goshawk beneath her. When the goshawk flapped its wings, with the blessing of her true Qi, it flew like a flying sword cutting through the air, at an extremely fast speed.

"Owner, Li Yuan has been gone for five and a half days. We can't catch up with him."

On the side, Wang Wenyuan coughed lightly, looking helpless, but as if he was used to it.

"you shut up!"

Qin Shixian was very annoyed and glared at him: "You took my elixir to do your own favor, Lao Wang, I still underestimated you!"

"..."

Wang Wenyuan just felt tired. How come so many years had passed and he hadn't grown at all?

"What's that look in your eyes?"

Qin Shixian was furious, she had a very sharp sense.

Wang Wenyuan sighed:
"Owner, do you know who Li Yuan is?"

"?"

Qin Shixian was speechless for a moment when asked:
"Why, did you leave in such a hurry that you left your brain at home?"

"Li Yuan was born in Gaoliu County. At the age of sixteen, he signed a contract to sell himself and became an apprentice in a weapon forging shop. Two years later, he entered the Divine Weapon Valley and became a disciple of Han Chuijun. He was famous for his outstanding physique and excellent talent for forging weapons, and he became a true disciple..."

Wang Wenyuan answered his own questions in a serious manner: "Afterwards, I recommended him to become Long Xixiang's disciple. He first received the true teachings and then became a Taoist disciple of Longmen. He has an unparalleled appearance..."

"Do you even need to say this?"

Qin Shixian was already irritable, and after listening to his nagging, he became even more angry.

"Owner, this is Li Yuan from before."

Wang Wenyuan shook his head inwardly, gave up the idea of ​​letting her figure it out on her own, and said in a deep voice:

"Today, Li Yuan is the only person in the past ten thousand years who has been allowed by the Eight Directions Temple to open a temple. This is something that the old building owner, the Dragon Demon Patriarch, all the great masters of ancient and modern times, and the supreme great master have never been able to do!"

At this point, he paused slightly:
"Do you really dare to keep such a person?"

"Ok?"

Qin Shixian was very unhappy with his preaching. He wanted to say "Why not?", but swallowed the words back. He still glanced at him sideways:
"and then?"

"Before Li Yuan left, he removed the knife from my heart."

Wang Wenyuan pressed his chest, and in a trance, he seemed to recall what he saw that day, and his heart couldn't help but twitch violently.

"..."

Qin Shixian was not surprised, but when he thought about the price he paid for drawing his sword, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

"Blood for blood, hammer for knife..."

Wang Wenyuan took a deep breath, still feeling shocked beyond words: "Only seven hammer strikes, just seven hammer strikes, and the sword intent was blasted into pieces by him!"

Seven Hammers?!
Even though Master Qin had expected this, he was still shocked when he heard this:
"Seven Hammers?!"

"good……"

Wang Wenyuan was about to speak when he felt a chill between his eyebrows. Qin Shixian tapped his brow with a finger. His will rose, and through the energy that had not yet dissipated from his body, he used the Thousand Mile Soul Locking Technique.

hum~
Wang Wenyuan fell and sat on the eagle's back, while Qin Shixian closed her eyes and concentrated. In a trance, she saw the true energy rising and the heavy hammer flying across the sky, with the force of destroying everything in its path.

Tear apart the long river of sword light that rolled like a tide.

"puff!"

The light and shadow faded, Wang Wenyuan's face was full of fatigue, but Qin Shixian turned around. She pressed her twitching eyelids and lost her voice for a moment.

Wan Zhuliu, who has achieved great success in blood transfusion, has the ability to defeat the grandmaster. He is the first person in a thousand years and a peerless hero who dominates all the grandmasters of the time.

Seven Hammers...

"How long has it been..."

Qin Shixian was very excited:
"Baifang Temple, it must be Bafang Temple!"

Boo!
The eagle under his seat trembled, and its already extremely fast speed increased by another 10%, as if it was frightened.

"..."

Han Chuijun, who was standing aside, lowered his head and looked submissive. Of course, he could hear that the two were talking about Li Yuan. Although he didn't quite understand what they said about the sword intent, he could feel the shock of the Star-Picking Tower Master.

'This boy...'

While Han Chuijun was pondering in his mind, he caught a glimpse of a dazzling golden light out of the corner of his eye.

Qin Shixian took out a bronze mirror from his bosom, concentrated his mind and poured his true energy into it, then wrote the following words on the bronze mirror:
"Old man, Li Yuan is out!"

……

……

Huhu~
The eagle spreads its wings and soars in the sea of ​​clouds.

"This little tiger cub actually ran away!"

Li Yuan had a gloomy face, feeling vexed. He searched for three full days in the Dinglong Mountains but couldn't find the scent he had left on the tiger cub.

"Sure enough, it's not that easy to raise a spirit beast. No wonder it takes several generations..."

Li Yuan sighed and gently stroked the eagle under his seat.

The eagle raised in the Zhaixing Tower has a wingspan of more than thirty meters. It has a strong physique and feathers as sharp as swords. It can kill a tiger or leopard with a single dive. It is one of the best spiritual birds.

What is particularly rare is that this eagle has simple qi channels in its body. Although it has no true qi itself, it can withstand the infusion of a small amount of true qi, which can increase its flying speed and improve its endurance.

"I will catch this little bastard after I pass the entrance exam."

Li Yuan calmed himself and activated his true energy. The eagle under his seat let out a long cry and its speed increased dramatically. He himself concentrated and entered a state of meditation, and he did not delay his martial arts practice while hurrying on his way.

The eagle flew along the Pingjiang Grand Canal. A few days later, Li Yuan opened his eyes and could see Hengshan City and the Longhu Mountains in the distance.

Li Yuan drove the eagle to the ground, gave it a magic pill, put on a human skin mask, and followed the crowd into Hengshan City.

It has been less than a year since he came down the mountain, and Hengshan City has not changed much. There are only fewer people carrying swords and knives in the city, but it is still very lively.

"The God-peeking Festival has spread."

Li Yuan frowned slightly. As soon as he entered the city, a strong smell of incense rose from the spiritual place. Although it was not strong, it was endless. It was obvious that many people in the city were talking about him.

After entering the city, he first went to his brother and sister-in-law's residence. As expected, the house was empty. From the discussions of passers-by, he learned that his brother and sister-in-law had suddenly disappeared a few days ago and no one knew where they had gone.

"Is it Li Yue?"

Thinking of that elder brother, Li Yuan frowned slightly and turned to the weapon forging shop.

After more than half a year, the weapon forge shop has not changed much. The shops along the street are still doing good business with people coming and going, and the sound of blacksmithing can be faintly heard inside the weapon forge shop.

After taking a glance from afar, Li Yuan did not find anyone to inform. He flashed into the weapon forging shop. He glanced around and did not see Liu Zheng and Wang Peiyao, but he saw Lei Jingchuan and Jing Shuhu.

Before he went down the mountain, he asked the two old men to take care of the business of the weapon forge. Unexpectedly, he didn't expect that they would move directly to the weapon forge?

"The two old men are in a good mood. It seems that the God-Peeping Ceremony has not affected them."

Without disturbing the two people who were basking in the sun in the courtyard, Li Yuan took a look and quietly retreated back to Longhu Temple.

……

Longhu Temple.

There is a small temple in the back mountain of Longmen.

Under the withered old tree, Nie Xianshan and Long Xixiang sat and played chess.

"Ugh."

Nie Xianshan couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know if there is any danger in the Bafang Temple. Senior brother, you are a Taoist master, but you are willing to take risks!"

"Play chess."

Long Xixiang turned a deaf ear to it. He had heard similar words at least a hundred times, if not dozens of times, and they just urged him to make his move.

"You are quite patient."

Nie Xianshan made a move and calmed down a little: "Li Yuan, that bastard, only cared about grabbing the fortune for himself and forgot about you and me!"

"enough!"

Long Xixiang frowned.

"Enough for what?"

Nie Xianshan was not afraid of him. He glanced at him sideways and said, "Why, this bastard in the prophecy killed me, and I am not allowed to say a word to him?"

"You believe this too?"

Long Xixiang raised his hand and knocked over the chessboard, then returned to the temple with a flick of his sleeves.

"..."

Nie Xianshan was not annoyed and rearranged the chessboard. At this time, a disciple came outside the door:
"My two great uncles, the Azure Dragon Pavilion's Heavenly Silkworm Master has sent the Lai Tou Zen Master to let us know that he wants to leave..."

"You're leaving now?"

Nie Xianshan frowned slightly and looked at Long Xixiang who was burning incense in the small temple:
"These two seniors are leaving, shall we see them off?"

"Don't go!"

Long Xixiang's low voice came from the temple.

"Ah."

Nie Xianshan knew that he was upset, so he didn't argue with him. After setting up the chessboard, he turned around and left.

"Eight-Direction Temple..."

In the small temple, Long Xixiang burned incense to the ancestors one by one. Just as Nie Xianshan guessed, he was really uneasy.

When discussing the quota in Shendu before, he almost had a fight with Long Yingchan, and in the end he still failed to get the quota. Including Taoist Yuanqing, no one agreed to let him enter the temple.

In a fit of anger, he returned to the mountain before the sacrifice.

"I hope that as they said, the temple owner will not move without permission, otherwise..."

Long Xixiang let out a long sigh and lit the last three incense sticks. Suddenly, he turned around as if he realized something, only to see a yellow-faced man walking up to the temple gate.

"you……"

Long Xixiang's eyelids twitched, and then he swept his sleeves. Wisps of white mist rose up, covering the entire small temple.

"Master."

Li Yuan walked into the temple and bowed: "Disciple is back."

"Why did you come out?"

Long Xixiang's face darkened: "The four of them can't protect you?!"

"You mean the Lord and the others?"

Li Yuan was stunned and hurriedly explained that he had not met them.

"then you……"

"I have heard the imperial court's prophecy and I am terrified. I have come to ask for forgiveness from you, Master. Please do not believe it..."

"speak English."

Long Xixiang glared at him and said, "Do you think I would believe that kind of nonsense?"

"You have a keen eye, old man. Of course, the court's tricks cannot be hidden from you."

Li Yuan entered the temple flattering the old man, but he felt relieved. He was really afraid that the old dragon head would misunderstand him.

"I don't believe it, but others may believe it."

Long Xixiang handed a piece of incense to Li Yuan: "Tell me, what are you doing back in the mountains this time?"

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you."

After burning incense for the ancestors one by one, Li Yuan did not hide anything in front of the old dragon head, and spoke briefly:

“Elixir.”

(End of this chapter)