Chapter 624 Han Chuijun Climbs the Tower
Chapter 624 Han Chuijun Climbs the Tower
boom!
boom!
boom!
Rays of fire shot up into the sky and exploded one after another in the night, with brilliant colors, which was quite beautiful.
With a light snow, the end of the year comes again.
A grand banquet was held in the Dragon and Tiger Tower, with more than a dozen tables.
All the elders, true disciples, and some inner disciples who were on the Dragon and Tiger List were present at the Dragon and Tiger Temple. The atmosphere was lively, and most people were drunk by the time the banquet was over.
"Why didn't Senior Pang come?"
After the banquet, most people left. Li Yuan glanced around and looked at Master Long.
"Where does Senior Pang have the time?"
Long Yingchan frowned. Ever since Pang Wenlong revealed his identity, he had been in charge of contacting the various sects and had little free time.
"Are you ready to take action?"
Li Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly.
"The disaster of the sun and the sky will break out in a few decades at the least, or a hundred years at the most. Time is short, and we cannot afford to take our time."
Long Yingchan sighed and replied:
"Fortunately, we are almost ready. If we can fight quickly, there won't be wars everywhere."
"A quick victory? I'm afraid it's not that easy!"
Nie Xianshan put down his wine glass:
"Ever since Senior Pang defeated those two old ghosts, not only have the royal family headed by Emperor Qian disappeared, but Shen Qisheng, Wang Jin, Wu Yingxing, and Yan Tianxiong are also missing..."
Maybe because he was drunk, Nie Xianshan talked a lot.
Li Yuan spun the wine glass gently.
In the past three years, he has been practicing martial arts all the time, but Pang Wenlong, Long Yingchan and others have not been idle.
They sealed off temples in various places, cut off the connection between the imperial court and the local areas, hunted down the Zhenwu Hall, suppressed the local armies... It can be said that except for attacking the imperial court, they did everything they could.
But Emperor Qian was much more patient than imagined and did not show up until years ago.
"No one from the royal family is anywhere to be seen, but the ghosts of the Evil God Cult are very active. Senior Pang killed a bunch of them. A few days ago, he heard that some of the nine great masters showed up, so he started hunting them down again."
Long Xixiang added.
In fact, they were the only three who had relatively free time, and that was because Li Yuan was in Longhu Temple.
"Without the incense, those evil gods will naturally be unable to hide."
Li Yuan was not surprised, as he was the one who reminded Pang Wenlong of the news.
"The real threat is never these ghosts and wild ghosts. Senior Pang captured them to force the two old ghosts and Wan Zhuliu to come out."
Long Yingchan paused for a moment before saying:
"You just need to concentrate on your practice. These things are not yours to worry about."
"The disciple understands."
Li Yuan nodded, without arguing, he stood up and left the hall.
After watching him leave, Long Xixiang sighed: "We have no idea what is outside the Netherworld or where Tianshiyuan is. I am really worried about letting him go alone..."
"This kid is much calmer than you."
Glancing at Long Xixiang, who was eager to go to Tianshiyuan instead of Li Yuan, Long Yingchan was speechless.
"It's a disaster."
Nie Xianshan was somewhat disappointed: "Brother, do you believe that Li can really find a way to break the calamity?"
"Only God knows."
Long Yingchan was silent.
In fact, it was not just Fang Sanyun and Zen Master Dading who had no hope, but none of them had much hope in their hearts either.
How vast is Tianshiyuan?
In comparison, decades or even hundreds of years are really too short.
It’s just that they are more accepting than other Taoist sects.
There is no other reason. Even if Li Yuan did not find a way to break the calamity, his survival means that the inheritance of Longhu Temple is still there!
"That Huang Longzi..."
Nie Xianshan glanced at Long Yingchan, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.
He knew very well that with his senior brother's temperament, he must have secretly met Huang Longzi, and it was very likely that they had reached some kind of deal.
"talk later."
Long Yingchan interrupted with a frown.
“Leave the future to the future.”
Long Xixiang seemed to have figured it out, and glanced at the two silent brothers:
"Now, let's think about how to kill those two old ghosts and Wan Zhuliu!"
……
Li Yuan returned to the Longshan courtyard. In the courtyard, the two little guys were tirelessly venting their energy, while Li Lin was standing aside.
At Li Yuan's strong request, he practiced martial arts diligently, and with no shortage of medicinal baths and elixirs, his progress was quite fast, and he managed to strengthen his inner strength.
Among them, the Baixingdan, which has gradually become popular in Longhu Temple, played a huge role.
The body has a variety of shapes and forms, and the progress of martial arts training can be clearly felt. This is the greatest driving force behind martial arts training.
As usual, he taught his second brother how to stand still, and then he took the two little guys together to teach them some more, and then returned to his room.
"Squeak~"
As soon as he entered the door, Li Yuan heard a familiar voice.
A big, sleek rat that looked like a puppy jumped into his arms and rubbed his hand affectionately.
"You still know about coming back?"
Li Yuan glared at it. This little thing had been missing for months since it entered the mountain, immersed in its own army of mountain rats. In the past three years, the news of the rats in Longhu Temple had been widely spread. If it weren't for him, the little rat would have been caught and skinned by the Longhu Temple disciples.
"Squeak~"
The little mouse jumped down with a feeling of grievance and shouted towards the corner of the wall. Then a group of field mice came in through the cracks in the wall, dragging all kinds of spiritual herbs.
"You do have a heart."
Looking at the spiritual herbs all over the ground, Li Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
In the past three years, Little Mouse had sent him various medicinal herbs, elixirs, and even broken magical weapons, many of which came from the medicine garden of Longhu Temple.
He scolded it many times, but the little thing always looked aggrieved and continued to deliver the gift.
"Squeak~"
The little thing stood up, looking quite proud.
"Okay, let's play."
Li Yuan touched its head, and the little thing cried out in satisfaction before disappearing into the darkness.
"Damn Bafang Temple, they wouldn't even let me take a mouse away!"
Watching the little thing go away, Li Yuan gritted his teeth. The constraints of the Bafang Temple were beyond his imagination. It was a kind of power that he did not understand at all at the moment.
Be it the little mouse or anyone else, there is no way for them to see the way to leave this world.
"call!"
After calming down, Li Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes in meditation.
He moved his true energy, practiced meditation, and figured out the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, God Worship Method and other martial arts that he had not yet fully mastered. It was not until the second half of the night that he slowly opened his eyes.
With a thought, he was teleported into the Bafang Temple through the newly created secret realm of the Duntian Boat.
Call ~
Just like the outside world, the Bafang Secret Realm at this time was also filled with stars and the night was high.
Without disturbing the masters and great masters who were comprehending the Eight Directions Diagram at the foot of the mountain, in the past three years, the masters of several major Taoist sects and even their true disciples have entered the Eight Directions Temple more than once.
As soon as he entered the Bafang Temple, Li Yuan immediately sensed the surveillance from Dong Ershisan.
"old man."
With a cold snort in his heart, Li Yuan had no intention of saying hello at all, and lightly pinched the Eight Directions Order.
With a "swish" sound, light and shadows intertwined all around, and they had arrived at a scorched earth. In the distance, a fierce battle was breaking out. Thirty-six black-clothed spirit puppets, each holding a knife or weapon, were fighting fiercely with others.
He was an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a ghost mask and holding a demon-subduing pestle.
The old man's steps were as loud as thunder, and his moves were powerful and open. He remained motionless even when surrounded and attacked by thirty-six spirit puppets of the same level. He used his demon-subduing pestle to strike in all directions, blocking wave after wave of fierce attacks.
This old man is Han Chuijun!
In the past three years, Han Chuijun spent most of his time fighting in the Taoist Tower. The rest of the time, he either swallowed pills or practiced the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra.
After being allowed by Pang Wenlong to pass on Old Han Long's Demonic Heart Sutra, he became the biggest beneficiary of the Baixing Pill besides Li Yuan. His martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, and he had already mastered the marrow refining technique.
If it weren't for the thought of gathering a thousand beasts and thunder dragons, I could have exchanged blood already.
"boom!"
Not long after Li Yuan watched the battle, accompanied by a violent tremor, the surrounding spirit puppets disappeared one after another. Han Chuijun staggered back and coughed up a mouthful of black blood.
"Still can't beat it."
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Han Chuijun turned and looked at Li Yuan: "It's not easy to fight ten people at the same level alone, how did you make it to the thirty-sixth floor?"
"I was just taking advantage of it."
Li Yuan didn't say it directly, but just glanced at the demon-subduing pestle in Han Chuijun's hand. The latter suddenly realized, "The Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer?"
"On the 35th floor of the Daobing Tower, we need to defeat 105 spirit puppets of the same level. It's too difficult."
Li Yuan spoke tactfully. He was on guard against Dong Ershisan and the strange bird with a human head.
In fact, climbing the Daobing Tower is very difficult. Even for him now, if he does not rely on the blessing of the Weapon Control Talisman, he is not sure he can reach the thirty-sixth floor.
Not to mention reaching the top of the Taoist Soldier Tower.
"One against a hundred..."
Han Chuijun was speechless.
The experience of climbing the Taoist Soldier Tower varies from person to person. The Taoist soldiers encountered are very close to the strength of the tower climbers. Fighting one against ten can be considered as an expert in killing, but fighting one against a hundred cannot be a conventional way of fighting.
"You don't have to be obsessed with climbing the tower. I have already collected all the pictures of Kunpeng's true form. If you are interested, I will give you one."
Li Yuan glanced at the strange bird with a human head in the distance and pretended not to see it.
"I went into the tower not only for the True Shape Map."
After a short while, Han Chuijun regained his spirits: "This tower itself is a blessing for me!"
Although he did not have the Dragon-Tiger Pill on him, he had various elixirs provided by Li Yuan, so this injury was not worth mentioning.
"The way of martial arts, the way of killing, this place is wonderful!"
Han Chuijun stroked his long beard. He didn't break into the tower for the sake of the true form map, but was really immersed in it.
If it were in the outside world, where could he find so many sparring partners of the same level?
"… You should take it easy."
Li Yuan could only express his admiration.
He is also good at killing, but he has no particular preference for fighting and killing. However, Lao Han is different. He can feel Lao Han's spiritual joy.
"Do you enjoy killing?"
Glancing at the strange bird with a human head in the distance again, Li Yuan seemed to be thinking, perhaps, this was the reason why the strange bird or Dong Twenty-three tacitly allowed Lao Han to enter and exit the Taoist Tower freely?
"Let's not talk about that."
Han Chuijun waved his hands. He had no intention of listening to his disciple's advice, even though this disciple's martial arts skills had surpassed his own.
"Come, lower your level and fight with me!"
(End of this chapter)