Chapter 579 Midwinter

Chapter 579 Midwinter

Chapter 579 Midwinter
The autumn wind blows gently, blowing down the yellow leaves.

Pang Wenlong snapped his fingers, and Chi Lian fell asleep with a depressed look on his face.

"I have met that old ghost three times."

Pang Wenlong flicked his sleeves, put his hands behind his back and looked at Li Yuan, who was frowning:

"This beast is even higher than me in terms of realm. Back then, Master did not fully exert his power and was even injured. He had no choice but to take a risk and disappear into the realm of the underworld..."

When Pang Wenlong talked about the past, Li Yuan pulled a chair over, poured him tea, and listened quietly.

"Since ancient times, there have been many people offering sacrifices to the Bafang Temple. It is said that the twelve Heavenly Profound Soldiers originated from the great sacrifices of successive dynasties. However, the great sacrifices are too mysterious and bizarre, so it is possible that other things were offered up."

Pang Wenlong picked up the teacup and narrated calmly:

"During the Great Zhou incident, Master was unlucky and sacrificed such a monster. As a result, Great Zhou was destroyed and Master disappeared without a trace..."

Li Yuan listened quietly, and in his mind compared his words with the information he had gained from listening in the past few years.

After listening for several years, he knew some secrets better than Pang Wenlong.

Not only this cloud demon, but also the Thousand-Eyed Magician and even the remains of the little female dragon seemed to be related to the grand sacrifice.

The Bafang Temple does not refuse sacrifices, but it will not actively accept them before it opens. Therefore, large sacrifices are risky, and luck and crisis coexist.

Pang Wenlong's grand sacrifice attracted the sky fire...

"That old ghost is neither alive nor dead, and is very strange. I have no confidence in killing it. Therefore, if what this woman predicted comes true, it will be a good thing for me."

Pang Wenlong put down the teacup.

"You really don't take your life seriously..."

Li Yuan felt a little sad, but couldn't help but admire him.

If his moral value is eight thousand, then this Dayun Taizu has at least ten thousand.

"Senior, this woman's divination may not be true. You should think twice before acting..."

After changing his mind, Li Yuan tried to persuade her tactfully.

"nonsense."

Seeing him frowning and hesitating, Pang Wenlong was speechless: "Don't let me get you wrong. I don't want to sacrifice my life for that old ghost."

"Then who are you?"

Li Yuan felt slightly relieved.

"I have lived for 1,500 years. Although I have been confined for most of that time and have taken many foods that can prolong my life, my life span is only 100 to 200 years."

Pang Wenlong sighed:
"Even if there is no such thing as the Heavenly Sun Disaster, I will find this beast soon."

At this point, he paused for a moment, and seeing that Li Yuan was listening attentively, he said, "In a life-and-death fight, it might be possible to use that old ghost to cut off the Qi of the Eight Directions Temple..."

"Ok?"

Li Yuan was shocked.

"I have had my suspicions about Master's death for many years. He is not a person who cares about the people of the world. There is no reason for him to fight to the death with the Cloud Demon..."

Pang Wenlong subconsciously lowered his voice when he said this.

"...makes sense."

Li Yuan's heart was slightly moved:

"Is it possible that Senior Long Mo is not dead?"

Thinking back to the Dragon Demon's handwriting and what he heard about the Dragon Demon Taoist, Li Yuan felt that it made a lot of sense.

He was a man who could capture humans and dragons for breeding and experiments. He was a truly cold-hearted person. He had only one disciple in his life, Pang Wenlong, and the reason he accepted him as a disciple was because Pang Wenlong's physique was something he had never seen before.

He would never fight to the death with the Cloud Demon for no reason...

"In the past few years, I have read the books left by the master several times. Although I cannot be sure, if there is no other way,

The only thing to do is to give it a try."

After saying that, Pang Wenlong glanced at Chi Lian on the ground:

"The Netherworld is dangerous. It might be convenient for you to bring this girl with you, but we don't know what methods the Poison Dragon Academy has. Maybe you will be locked in the moment you leave the Eight Directions Temple. Who knows..."

"Junior understands."

Li Yuan nodded.

"I am still confident in you."

Pang Wenlong didn't say much, just asked: "When are you going to leave?"

"This one……"

Li Yuan thought for a moment and asked, "When will you take action against the imperial court?"

"What? You want to get involved?"

Pang Wenlong glanced at him and did not hide anything:

"I am only using this as an excuse to integrate the five great Daoist sects. If I cannot kill that old ghost, there is really no point in going to war with the imperial court. It will only increase casualties."

Pang Wenlong was very calm.

After suffering from the heavenly fire for a thousand years, he naturally wanted to get rid of the Cloud Demon Clan who had usurped his throne as soon as possible, but he knew that the only threat to the court was that old ghost.

"Is that so?"

Li Yuan felt a little impressed.

After all, he was the founding emperor who once unified the world. Not to mention his martial arts level, his endurance alone was far beyond that of ordinary people.

"Compared to the disasters of the heavens and the sun, what are the national hatred and family feuds?"

Pang Wenlong stood up and put his hands behind his back, his purple robe blowing in the wind: "Things have priorities, I understand, and you should understand it too."

This is to urge yourself to set off.

Li Yuan understood and stood up, saying, "Junior understands."

"Breaking the catastrophe is the most important thing."

Pang Wenlong turned around, his eyes calm and deep: "What you need to do is to find a way to break the calamity. As for the court or that old ghost,

That's what I want to do, what does it have to do with you? "Woo~
Li Yuan looked up, felt the strong will of this Great Fortune Grandmaster, took a deep breath, and said:

"I will be on the road after the new year. Bah, let's set off."

"it is good."

Pang Wenlong patted his shoulder and turned to leave.

"senior."

Li Yuan called him: "What about Qi Benchu, how do you plan?"

"That boy..."

Pang Wenlong's expression changed slightly, and he responded quickly: "Are you worried about that old ghost with a thousand eyes?"

"good."

Li Yuan nodded: "In the future foreseen by the God-Seeing Sacrifice, this person was holding the Changhong Yiqi Sword..."

"Um……"

Pang Wenlong hesitated for a moment and waved his hand:

"Just do your job, and leave the rest to me."

"Yes."

Bowing and watching Pang Wenlong's receding back, Li Yuan felt a mixture of emotions, depressed but also relieved.

Bad news, the sky is falling.

Good news, there is a very tall person supporting us.

In the small courtyard, Li Yuan stopped for a long time before clearing his mind of all distracting thoughts. He woke up Chi Lian who had fainted on the ground and continued to have a friendly conversation with her.

Although he had no intention of taking her with him, he still had some ideas about this method of becoming an immortal.

You can point the way here too.

……

……

After setting the date for departure, Li Yuan inevitably began to feel a little uneasy and worried about leaving his hometown.

In the next few days, he invited a group of relatives and friends to have several small gatherings, and wrote martial arts training tips tailored to everyone's physical condition and martial arts skills.

After more than a decade of practice, Li Yuan's martial arts foundation has become extremely profound. He can easily master any martial arts, even those he has never learned before.

A few days later, a snowstorm blew away late autumn.

In the small temple of Longmen, Li Yuan pushed the door open and walked out after a short chat with Long Xixiang. The north wind was howling and snow was drifting in the night.

"All forms will be today."

Looking at the snowy night sky, Li Yuan felt an indescribable throbbing in his heart.

"Squeak!"

There was a sound in the snow, and a mouse as big as a house cat came flying through the air with a whoosh, and threw itself into Li Yuan's arms, squeaking.

"Did you go to Master Dingxin to steal the elixir again?"

Reaching out to take the porcelain bottle stolen by the little mouse, Li Yuan stroked the little guy's smooth fur helplessly: "Don't go there in the future. You stole the elixir, don't you want me to give you a replacement?"

This is a bottle of Baixingdan, which is the most famous and sought-after elixir in Longhu Temple and even in Dao Sect.

Over the past few years, thanks to the Baixing Pill, Xin Wenhua, Shan Hong and others who had not yet achieved full blood transformation have successively changed to a hundred forms, causing a sensation.

As Pang Wenlong integrated the five major Taoist sects and with the continuous supply of blood of various spiritual beasts, the output of Baixing Dan increased by more than ten times.

In the past few days, various martial arts performances have produced some peerless talents that caused the mountain gate archways to shake, and there are countless people who changed into dozens of forms.

Including my second brother's family and this little mouse.

Good things should naturally be used by one's own family first. Today's little mice are the size of a domestic cat, but weigh nearly 200 kilograms. They are also considered "ferocious beasts" among spiritual beasts.

Now, all kinds of wild mice in the Longhu Mountains have been tamed by it, and their number is far more than one million. When it roars and comes, even the "beast ancestors" in the mountains have to retreat.

"If Daoist Master Long is willing to invest, he may be able to find a few geniuses who can change into a thousand forms. However, the hope is not great because there are not enough species of spirit beasts."

Listening to the little guy's squeaking, Li Yuan felt relieved, but also a little regretful.

During these three years, he went to the secluded area outside the Bafang Temple many times. In addition to exploring the way, he also made some attempts, and the results were as he expected.

Except for the little female dragon who was a spirit and was not considered a "human" by the Bafang Temple, he could not take away any living creature, including the little mouse.

"Go and play."

Letting go of the little mouse and watching it run into the woods, Li Yuan turned around and went back to the yard.

In the yard, my second brother and his family were all standing in meditation.

"Uncle Three!"

Seeing Li Yuan, Li Yi and Li Yu slowly stop their moves.

With the nourishment of various elixirs and Hundred Form Pills, the foundation of these two little guys is very solid, and their bones have already gathered into the form of a big dragon. They have also successfully entered the inner sect of Dragon and Tiger.

The aristocratic Li family has begun to take shape.

Li Lin was also practicing standing meditation. The Baixing Pill made up for the defects of his bones, and with Li Yuan's daily guidance, he has now achieved the Great Success of Yixing and is not far from opening up his meridians.

Second sister-in-law has also managed to change her appearance.

"Given the age of my second brother and his wife, they still have 120 years left. If they can enter Taoism, they will live 500 years. If not..."

Li Yuan's mind was a little distracted as he casually instructed the two little guys in their martial arts training.

He was very concerned about his second brother's family. Not only did he take them to the Bafang Temple, he also taught them martial arts and gave them various elixirs and medicinal baths.

But he was not sure whether he could finally attain enlightenment.

Entering the Dao requires not only Qi, blood and true Qi, but also the 'spirit'. Even now, his understanding of the spirit is far from enough, let alone guiding others.

"Tianshiyuan, there should be."

After eating the meal with a distracted mind, Li Yuan returned to the backyard, took a medicinal bath as usual, then took control of the 'Divine Dragon Xumi Stick' and slowly pushed up the Dragon-Tiger Pile.

(End of this chapter)