Chapter 590 Must kill!
Chapter 590 Must kill!
Woo~
The arena turned into streams of light and scattered in the wind and snow.
"Divine Palace Realm..."
Li Yuan looked up at the top of the mountain. Through the layers of clouds, he could vaguely see Wan Zhuliu standing there with a sword in his hand and an indifferent expression.
All those who are rated as "excellent" by the Bafang Temple can go directly to the top of Bafang Mountain and be protected by the Bafang Temple.
[…According to legend…Those who do not have the supreme will to kill cannot inherit the Eight Directions Temple…Those who enter the temple without an excellent evaluation will not be seen by the puppet sitting at the gate, nor will they be protected by the Eight Directions Temple… (Sixteenth level)]
During these three years, Li Yuan had listened to many things related to the rules of Bafang Temple, and this was also the reason why he rejected Dong Twenty-Three.
Those who entered the temple with excellent evaluation were not comparable to the Thousand Eyes before. Even if they fought on the same level, they would most likely not be able to kill them.
As the puppet of the East Territory, Dong Twenty-three's purpose is nothing more than to select the best from among various means and pick out the person he believes is most qualified to walk the East Territory, or the master of the East Temple.
"Compared to me who takes shortcuts, Wan Zhuliu who dares to risk most of his life for a chance is obviously more favored by Dong Ershisan and has more 'Poison King' potential'..."
Li Yuan was very clear about this. He could feel that Dong Ershisan had greater expectations of him and might even want to use Wan Zhuliu to hone his mind.
But he was too lazy to pay attention.
Although the Bafang Temple has a lot of advantages, it also has more rules. To him, Tianshiyuan is undoubtedly a wider world.
"Wait for the Taoist to gather a few high-level control combinations... and even higher-level flesh and blood of five animals, and the ordination granted by heaven..."
Li Yuan felt anticipation rising in his heart.
"But before leaving..."
After his thoughts were scattered for a long time, and without paying attention to the sight coming from the top of the mountain, Li Yuan pinched the token of the Eight Directions Temple and disappeared in this secret realm.
"We have to kill Wan!"
……
……
Huhu~
The clouds and mist rolled, and the strange bird with a human head flapped its wings, cautiously approaching Dong Ershisan who was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff:
"Twenty-three Master, why are you doing this? That kid has a god-like talent after all..."
"If you have talent but no perseverance, you are useless even if you have the appearance of a god or devil."
Watching Li Yuan's disappearing back, Dong Ershisan sighed, "I wonder when I can find the person my master needs..."
"It's hard."
The strange bird with a human head landed on his shoulder, looking quite calm:
"It was difficult to find them when the master was still alive, let alone now? Alas, are Ying Xuantian and Feng Qingcang really not possible?"
"Some hope?"
Dong Twenty-three felt a little disappointed.
"That boy has a god-devil-level talent after all, and he's young, so much stronger than the guy outside. What do you think?"
The human-headed bird couldn't help it.
It had a lot of opinions about Li Yuan. That bastard dared to strangle it, which made it feel upset. But compared to Wan Zhuliu, it was more optimistic about the former.
How can a short-lived ghost who can only be considered excellent because of burning out his life span be compared with a genius who is only about thirty years old and at the level of a god or demon?
and……
"That guy is also good at fighting, right? In the Taoist Soldier Tower...wait, the twenty-third master was still sleeping before!"
The human-headed bird suddenly shuddered.
"Have you and I seen enough geniuses of the god and devil level?"
Dong Ershisan's gaze fell on the strange rocks. The strange rocks like a forest on the mountain top represented the countless people who had climbed to the top of Bafang Mountain to enter the temple over the past tens of thousands of years.
Those who appear here are only those who are still alive today; there are countless times more who have died.
There are many geniuses of god-demon level among them, but only a few can enter the temple and become the masters of the East Territory, not to mention the masters of the East Temple.
"If you want to inherit the master's ambition, talent is essential, but talent alone is not enough..."
Dong Ershisan let out a long sigh and collected his thoughts. He raised his hand and pressed lightly, and the clouds on the top of the mountain dissipated.
"I……"
What does the human-headed bird want to say?
Wan Zhuliu on the other side of the cliff bowed and said:
"Junior Wan Zhuliu pays homage to the senior."
"My name is Dong Twenty-Three."
As Dong Ershisan was speaking, a strange stone that looked like a dragon coiled around a long sword rose up not far away, with words flowing on it, just like the stone tablet at the foot of the mountain.
"Those with excellent evaluations can go straight to the top of the mountain, but there is no shortcut on the path of cultivation. What do you think?"
"The younger generation agrees with that."
Wan Zhuliu was not surprised and had no objection.
"Ah."
Dong Ershisan's expression eased slightly. Compared to that slick boy, the one in front of him was much more pleasing to the eye:
"Your life span is less than fifty years. You need to climb the mountain steadily and quickly... If you can enter the temple within fifty years, I may be able to choose a longevity elixir for you."
"Thank you, senior."
Wan Zhuliu responded, but his eyes followed the strange rocks on the top of the mountain to the small temple with the door half open at the end:
"Excuse me, senior, how do we enter the temple after climbing the mountain?"
"Just follow the road to the temple."
Dong Ershisan raised his hand, and the strange rocks on the top of the mountain began to shine brightly. Under the interweaving of various lights,
Those strange stones seemed to come alive, trembling slightly and even emitting divine light.
“These strange stones…”
Wan Zhuliu's eyes darkened slightly.
In his perception, the strange stone surrounded by divine light was emitting an extremely strong martial arts will, which was either eccentric, cold, overbearing, or restrained.
Even though he was holding his breath but not releasing it, he already felt a huge amount of pressure.
"This is the challenger from the East who reached the top before you!"
Dong Twenty-three replied calmly.
Wan Zhuliu focused his mind and immediately saw the strange stone that looked like a dragon or a whale, wrapped in thunder:
Monument to Li Yuan.
“Gods and demons…”
Wan Zhuliu was slightly surprised. There were actually quite a few gods and demons in this strange stone forest, and their realm...
[Feng Qingcang Monument (13,236)]
[Eastern Territory, Challenger]
[Bloodline: Human]
[Constitution: Blazing Sun Divine Body] [Realm: Ninth Heaven of the Ring of Dharma]
[Talent potential: God and devil level]
[Divine Potential: Superior]
[Magic Ring: Great Sun Surveys the Sky, Star Rivers Weep Blood]
[Nine-scene Golden Pill, Nine-phase Magic Ring...]
"Master of Wuxian Sect, Feng Qingcang!"
Wan Zhuliu's eyes focused, and at just one glance he knew that the owner of this strange stone shaped like the scorching sun was the master of the cave that Huang Longzi had mentioned.
There are many strong men in Tianshiyuan...
“After walking along this strange stone path, you can enter the temple.”
Dong Ershisan flicked his sleeves, and the divine light on the top of the mountain dimmed, leaving only the last ten pieces still shining:
"There is no rush to climb the mountain. Since you are here, you might as well give it a try. If you can defeat the five, um, three owners of strange stones with a body of the same level, then you don't have to climb the mountain anymore."
"Are you willing?"
Feeling Dong Ershisan's indifferent gaze, Wan Zhuliu immediately bowed:
"Junior is willing."
"it is good!"
Dong Ershisan nodded slightly, his expression softened a bit. Under his gaze, the light of the ten strange stones became more and more dazzling:
"You can choose any one!"
"Ying Xuantian, Feng Qingcang, Fa Wushe..."
Every time he glanced at a strange stone, Wan Zhuliu's eyelids twitched. When he saw the last stone, his eyes became gloomy:
"Li Yuan!"
"Haha~"
The strange bird with a human head sneered, but before it could mock him, Dong Twenty-three glanced at it and it lowered its head in embarrassment.
"When Li Yuan left the temple, he entered the Dao..."
Dong Twenty-three had an expressionless face. He just pointed his finger and the divine light on the top of the mountain instantly became brighter, enveloping Wan Zhuliu and the strange rock that looked like a dragon Kun.
hum~
All kinds of lights interweave and flow before my eyes.
After a moment, Wan Zhuliu frowned slightly, and while trying to suppress the discomfort of his realm being suppressed to the entry level of Taoism, he looked up.
This is a wilderness, stretching for hundreds or thousands of miles, with mountains and rivers but no human habitation.
At a glance, there was only a young Taoist priest walking slowly in the distance.
He carried a huge hammer on his shoulder, his face was as solemn as water, and with every step he took, dark green energy swirled around his body, with flashes of lightning appearing from time to time.
"This kid..."
Wan Zhuliu's eyes fixed, and the long sword at his waist suddenly made a tremor. His eyelids twitched, and the next moment, he heard a "boom".
The hammer shadows are coming in overwhelming numbers!
……
……
hum~
Under the cover of night, there was still smoke and dust in the Longhu Mountains.
At the back mountain of Longmen main peak, Li Yuan looked into the distance and could faintly smell the smoke after the war.
At a glance, you can even see broken hills and broken trees in patches.
"As you expected, the old thief Qianyan really took the opportunity to sneak in, intending to kidnap Qi Benchu. However, thanks to the backup plan left by Senior Qin, the person was still saved."
Nie Xianshan stroked his long beard and exclaimed: "Senior Qin's skills are amazing. He beat those two old thieves into a miserable state with just two Great Sun Monitoring Sky Mirrors..."
Talking about last night's battle, Taoist Nie was quite excited.
Li Yuan was not surprised by this and just asked:
"Where is Senior Qin?"
"When the two old thieves were fighting fiercely with the Dharma images left by Senior Qin, Senior Qin attacked brazenly, shattered the two men's spiritual images, and then chased after them..."
The Chunyang Sword on Nie Xianshan's back trembled, and he felt a little regretful. He was half a beat slower than Long Xixiang and could only stay behind to guard the mountain gate.
……
Pang Wenlong just returned when it was daybreak.
"senior?"
Sensing Pang Wenlong's presence, Li Yuan put away the Dragon-Tiger Health Furnace and quickly walked up to him.
“Not all the work has been done.”
In the small courtyard, Pang Wenlong shook his sleeves with a sneer on his face:
"These two old guys kept a backup plan and escaped into the Netherworld. However, after being hit by this old man, they were seriously injured if not killed."
As he was talking, Long Xixiang and Long Yingchan followed.
"How about you?"
When asked, Li Yuan recounted the story of Wan Zhuliu entering the temple to challenge him.
"Excellent rating?"
After hearing Wan Zhuliu's excellent evaluation in Bafang Temple, everyone frowned.
"'Incense and Blood Tempering' ritual?"
Pang Wenlong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and clapped his hands in admiration: "Wan Zhuliu is so ruthless, so ruthless!"
"It's really cruel."
It was hard for Li Yuan to disagree.
With his personality, he would never do something that would burn up most of his life in his lifetime.
"If you fail, you will die."
Pang Wenlong sighed a little.
Even if he broke free from the constraints of the Eight Directions Temple, the lifespan of the Unity Realm would only be a thousand years, and most of it would be discarded at once.
If he cannot obtain the medicine for longevity in the Bafang Temple, he will surely die.
"Um……"
Pang Wenlong paced back and forth in deep thought. The others did not disturb him. Li Yuan turned around and went into the house to make a pot of tea and poured it for them.
Before they finished the tea, they had reached a consensus:
Wan Zhuliu must be killed!
(End of this chapter)