Longevity begins with Orion

Chapter 148 146. Map of the World, West Pole Ice Tribe, Harvest Before Withdrawal (Big Chapter - Please subscribe)

"Xiao Lu and Nien Nian are both at Yunshan Road. If you go there and take care of them, I can rest assured."

"Um."

Lady Yan in red responded coldly.

In the distorted ghost city scene like a black and white silhouette, the female ghost's blood-colored skirt rippled slightly, showing a supernatural charm that could not be seen by mortals. She grasped the ice coffin with her pale fingers and stared at it for a long time, as if she was observing the other side through the ice coffin. Evil ghost.

"Huh?" There was a bit of doubt in her tone.

"What's wrong? Is something wrong with this ghost?" Li Yuan noticed the change in her expression and said, "If something is wrong, we won't try this. Everything is about stability."

Lady Yan in red shook her head and said calmly: "I can eat it."

After that, she turned around and said, "My husband, let's go first."

Li Yuan said no more.

He was silent for a few seconds. His wife was still so attentive and would not say "once the fusion starts, you can't leave" openly. She was caring about his face at any time and at any time.

He raised his head, and a hundred words turned into one sentence: "See you on the way to Yunshan."

Lady Yan in red blinked her cold, unsmiling eyes, which was a playful flashback to the past, or a way to express her emotions.

"See you on Yunshan Road."

Li Yuan heard warmth in the cold voice.

He pulled the Thousand Miles Thread, walked through the cold and dark tunnel, and returned to Wang Heran's side.

The scene changes, the air is filled with the unique smell of alcohol in this restaurant, and the coldness of the stagnant air in the secret room.

"Owner."

Wang Heran said.

Li Yuan took three [copper hangtags] from his arms and handed them to him, and then said, "In a few days, you and others will set off to Yunshan Road to meet Tang Nian."

"Yes! Master!" Wang Heran said respectfully, "It's just that in the snowy weather now, the road on Yunshan Road is extremely difficult. If you want to see the eldest lady, it will take about two months if you are lucky. If you are not lucky, you may have to wait until next year. Spring snow melts.”

"It doesn't matter, go slowly, don't be in a hurry, don't stay with Tang Nian for the time being and wait for orders after something happens. I will notify you later." Li Yuandao.

"yes."

Wang Heran responded.

Li Yuan gave some more details.

When Wang Heran arrived at Yunshan Road, he could also arrive.

Thinking that Yan Yu might have started to merge with the Ice Coffin Ghost of Yunshan Road at this time, he silently climbed up the steps, left the secret passage, replaced the "fake Li Yuan" outside, and then grabbed the wine jar and looked at it quietly After a few seconds, he looked thoughtful in his eyes, then he patted open the sealing mud and poured it into several jars continuously.

It wasn't until the drink slipped from the corner of his mouth and wet his collar and clothes that he dropped the wine jar and said, "It still tastes like the familiar hometown. Haha."

With that said, he staggered out of the restaurant, called a carriage, and shouted: "Go to the triple gate."

The coachman recognized him and responded: "Okay, Master Li, it's just that the villain can't get in through this triple gate."

Li Yuan laughed and said: "As long as my face is here, I can pull it open and show it to them when the time comes."

The driver also laughed.

He stretched his long legs comfortably and leaned on the bench of the carriage.

The protectors, or monitors, slowly followed and retreated, not noticing anything unusual about him.

"Why does my husband drink so much? Is it because the fragrance of the water is not good, which makes my husband feel troubled? I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The petite woman supported Li Yuan, apologized and served him to the bed, and then took off his clothes and trousers for him.

After a while, Li Yuan seemed to have recovered. He sat up straight from the slump, looked at Jing Shuixiang and said, "I just miss my hometown a little."

"I remember my husband's hometown is Shanbao County."

"Yes. It's a pity that it was taken over by the Lotus Thief."

"If my husband wants to drink away his sorrows, you can drink the Baihua Brewing in the city that can make you drunk for five grades."

Li Yuan leaned back, spread his hands on the quilt, and sighed in a funny but complicated tone: "Although Baihua Brewing is good, I still remember the Snow Fermented Grain Brewing from my hometown."

"So, what my husband drank today was snow fermented fermented wine?"

"yes."

"sorry"

"what happened again?"

"It's because the fragrance of water can't give my husband the happiness he wants, so he is sad."

The air suddenly became quiet. After a long time, Li Yuan said: "Sleep."

Jingshui incense blew out the candlelight, and the rustling sound of clothes being removed came from the darkness.

The next day.

Jing Shuixiang got up early and prepared a hearty breakfast for Li Yuan.

By noon, an oxcart loaded with snowy fermented wine was staring at the wind and snow from outside the city. It rang its bell and slowly came in. After entering the triple gate, it stopped in front of Jing's house.

Then there were servants who took down the wine jars from the ox cart one by one.

A steward of the Jing family found Li Yuan and said, "Master Li, I asked me to bring you fifty jars of snow fermented wine."

Immediately, he thought of something, said "Oh", took out a jade box from his arms, handed it over with both hands and said, "There are two hundred heart-burning flowers in it.

Burning heart flower, also called strong hop flower, is poison to ordinary people, but it is intoxicating to sixth-level warriors and above. Using it to make wine or immerse it in mortal wine can make the wine several times stronger.

Master Li might put a strong hop flower in a jar of wine, which would have a better effect."

"Master Jing is interested," Li Yuandao said.

The steward smiled and said, "The head of the family praises you very much and often says that you should be the son-in-law of the Jing family."

After saying that, he bowed respectfully and then retreated.

Li Yuan was speechless.

However, it is true that he prefers the Jing family to the Militant family.

After the people left, he patted open a jar of sealing mud, took another strong hop flower and threw it into it.

The withered white flowers seemed to come to life after being soaked in wine, and the fragrance became more and more intense with the smell of wine.

An hour later, this richness was almost substantial.

Li Yuan took a sip, just like an ordinary person drinking strong liquor, it was very high.

Seeing him drinking, Jing Shuixiang leaned over with worry.

Li Yuan took out his flute, looked around, picked up the wine jar, and climbed onto the roof lightly.

The glazed tiles on the roof are reflecting the sparkling light under the warm winter sun.

When your vision is broadened, your mood will also be broadened.

Li Yuan drank half a cup, drunkenly put the flute to his lips and played "Sauvignon Blanc".

This is the original flute score of this world, which expresses a faint feeling of homesickness.

The melodious and sad music was spread so far away that the entire Jing family could hear it.

Jing Shuixiang sat beside him silently.

After Li Yuan finished playing the song, he looked at the lady beside him and said with a drunken smile: "Prince Xiang, it was you who taught me how to play the flute in the first place."

Jing Shuixiang was stunned for a moment when she heard the title "King of Fragrance", but she just said: "Ms. sir, you are drunk."

Seeing that she still didn't say anything about "Xiang Wang" and refused to mention why she was so humble, Li Yuan nodded, glanced at the "800 (950) ~ 850 (1000)" beside her, and agreed with a smile. Voice: "Yeah, drunk."

He rested his head on Jing Shuixiang's knees and slowly fell asleep.

He already had some small guesses about his wife.

At this time, Jing Shuixiang was lowering his head and looking at Li Yuan with a complicated look, but his expression gradually began to look less humble, as if he was almost healed.

"It's been one year and sixteen days," she whispered.

Li Yuan closed his eyes and said, "Yes."

A few days later.

Because of his special status, Li Yuan was acquainted with the senior officials of the Shenmu Palace, coupled with several attendances and staying there for several years, he naturally opened new "authorities".

He has the qualification to browse the information database of Shenmu Palace.

This information library stores a lot of information about the Shenmu Temple. Although it is not the most core secret, only a very small number of people are allowed to come in for reference, and these people do not even include inner disciples like Yan Mu. Although Concubine Yin is a member of the Cui family, she cannot come here.

But Li Yuan was allowed to enter this castle in the air made of wood and rattan.

The building is very big and has the atmosphere of "cloud vines" in a fairy tale world.

The old knotted roots are winding and circling at the bottom. The roots are as thick as elephant legs. The half-suspended aerial roots hang down from the sky. The teng house floating at a height of 100 meters looks somewhat majestic with the sky as the background.

There are no stairs, so if you want to go upstairs, you can only use body skills.

But for those who are qualified to go upstairs, it doesn't matter at all.

Li Yuan drifted into a wooden building.

And this was another reason why he stayed in the Shenmu Temple.

What is important in this world?

If Li Yuan were to answer, one of them must be information.

When he was in Shanbao County, he racked his brains to understand the world, but he could only understand scale claws, and he couldn't understand it until a certain level. Now he has a chance.

He could move to Yunshan Road, but before going to that barren land, he had to learn as much as possible about the world.

As for Yan Yu, he was relieved of his initial worries.

Because there is a special connection between him and Yan Yu, which is the fixed increase of points every day.

As long as the points are still increasing, then nothing will happen to Yan Yu.

"What does Master Li want to see?"

An old but kind voice came.

Li Yuan glanced around and saw an old man with white hair standing at the entrance of the vine building.

This is the caretaker here.

And the words "45 (815) ~ 300 (845)" were floating on the side of the building guard.

Obviously, this is a building caretaker, not a "hidden master" or "sweeping monk" or the like.

"Mr. Mu, I'm here to see the information on forging weapons."

Before Li Yuan came, he already knew that the house watcher was an old man from the Mu family who had no hope of breaking through to the fifth level and whose life span was approaching. At this time, looking at the information, it was clear that his energy and blood were declining.

He was obviously once a strong man among the sixth grade, but now he only has the strength of the ninth grade normally, and after the outbreak, he can only reach the seventh grade. He is really an octogenarian and dying person.

Li Yuan gave him an honorific title, and then made nonsense of a "purpose that conforms to his own logic."

"Forging soldiers"

The building caretaker known as Mu Lao thought for a while and said, "On the third floor of Teng Pavilion, there is information that Master Li wants to see. However, I am afraid that this information is not as much as Master Li knows."

"You're welcome, Mr. Mu, what ability do I, Li Yuan, have?

I just got lucky and learned a craft.

But this craft is really only barely qualified.

Speaking of which, I'm just a stinky blacksmith. "

Li Yuan smiled bitterly. He had a stable personality and a very high success rate in casting spiritual weapons, but he was neither as good nor inferior. He could not compete with Master Zhu and the others at all.

Those two people usually don't use it, or rarely use it. As for the seventh-grade weapons, they are unwilling to do it, so as not to ruin the feel.

In order to make money, Li Yuan made countless seventh-grade weapons.

Of course, these properties have been successfully transported to Yunshan Road and have become the economic foundation for establishing strong strength there.

There may be gains and there must be losses.

Li Yuan secretly obtained a large amount of money, and through the large-scale casting of spiritual weapons, he was able to get along like a fish in water in the Shenmu Temple, and everyone was harmonious. Even when he was mentioned, few people would ridicule or speak ill of him, but he also temporarily lost his temper. The opportunity to forge stronger spiritual weapons.

Perhaps Shenmu Temple was also aware of this problem, so it asked him to stop forging spiritual weapons for the time being and develop his hand skills.

The building caretaker smiled and said, "Li Shiruo is just a stinky blacksmith, and I am just a stinky janitor."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

The building caretaker's favorable impression of Li Yuan increased, and he followed Li Yuan to see things.

Li Yuan climbed up the steps and first looked at books about forging weapons.

Then, days later, he started watching what he really wanted to watch.

What does he want to see?

First, the power of this world, through which he can also promote his own realm and skills.

Second, the map of the world and the power of each country.

Third, the map of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the various forces.

Fourth, records of major events in the world.

From this, he can seek good fortune, avoid bad luck, and settle down.

Seeing that he was already familiar with this place, he pretended to flip through it casually and read other books.

He flipped through each book at random, spending almost the same time reading each one, as if he was bored and flipping through them at will.

When he turned to a book called "Qingshan Bi Tan", his pupils froze slightly.

This is a diary-like "cultivation experience" written by an unknown master. The fact that it can be placed here is enough to prove that this book is extraordinary.

His eyes glanced at the cultivation experience at the sixth level.

“Strength is like a weapon, no matter how powerful the weapon is, if there are no people to wield it, how can it be used?

For us, shadow blood is power, and I am the one who controls it.

But shadows and blood turn to sand, and the quality of life changes. How can I still be an ordinary person? "

"When I entered the artistic conception, the originally slow blood sand seemed to have found its direction and began to move automatically. At this moment, I felt a powerful force.

However, when I retreated from my artistic conception, the shadow blood became dull again."

"I discovered that this kind of artistic conception only needs to be felt, and it does not need to be consistent with the character. Just remember the visualization at that moment when using power."

"As my strength improved and became more complete, I felt more and more incomplete in my own artistic conception. It wasn't until I saw my junior brother and junior sister that I realized something.

They are from the same sect as me, but they practice different techniques."

"Master finally confessed to us.

What drives power is the moment when we enter the artistic conception.

And this is the seed of thought.

From visualization, seeds of recitation are obtained.

The ancestral urn is just the most perfect graphic expression of Nian Zhong.

However, our thoughts are all incomplete. "

“Junior brother and sister, I and I have all reached consummation.

We started dueling and fighting.

In this life-and-death struggle, we are familiar with each other, understand each other, and can even imitate each other to a certain extent.

The moment I defeated them, I vaguely felt that I was no longer incomplete.

I just feel that my body and mind are peaceful, and a real me is being nurtured in my heart.

At this moment, I entered the fifth level. "

"I started to worry about my junior brothers and sisters.

But the master said that they were only injured and could recover in a few months of cultivation.

But is that really the case?

I became curious. "

"After my observation, I found that my junior brother did recover within half a year. His energy became full again, his will seemed to be found again, and he seemed to be preparing for the next promotion to the fifth rank.

But the junior sister's strength was greatly reduced and her spirit was depressed. It took a full year to recover.

I have developed a greater curiosity about injuries, which may help me understand the power I hold.

So, I started researching. "

Li Yuan watched quietly and gently turned to the next page.

But the next page was torn out, apparently the part about "injury research."

Why was it torn off?

Li Yuan thought for a moment, and found that in addition to the master of the Shenmu Hall, the elders, and some direct disciples, those who could come here to view the information also had some inner disciples. Regardless of whether they were direct disciples or inner disciples, they must have been here for a long time. Can.

Most of the inner disciples who have been in the profession for a long time have already reached the level of fifth rank.

It seems that Shenmu Temple does not want its disciples to know the details of the "injury", but only wants them to understand that "the injury can be recovered. As for how to recover, you need to ask the senior leaders of the clan."

Li Yuan thought briefly.

This may be more of an "information trap" than a "conspiracy theory". After all, it is strange for a force as big as Shenmu Temple to play conspiracies in its own cultivation.

If there is really a conspiracy, how did the Shenmu Temple grow to such a powerful position?

'Jing Shuixiang, King Xiang, the sixth-grade inner disciple named Xiang Hailou who has been in the profession for more than 20 years, said that he has been working hard just to defeat her.'

'The losers who are promoted to the fifth level need time to heal their injuries, and these injuries can be mild or severe, including not only strength but also spirit.'

‘Although I haven’t torn out a page, I can reasonably surmise that if someone is seriously injured, in addition to being mentally depressed, they may also develop mental illness. ’

'Think about it carefully, my wife's excessively humble behavior may be that she is using special stimulating therapy to treat her disease and by the way, she is also marrying herself.'

Li Yuanlue pondered and came to a quite logical conclusion.

‘It’s just that this treatment method is too fragrant. ’

‘I don’t know whether she picked me or the Jing family picked me for her. ’

‘Forget it, I won’t lose anyway. ’

Li Yuan secretly sighed: Sure enough, there are not many conspiracy theories in this world, nor is it the case that "someone wants to harm you all the time."

Immediately, he fell into thinking again.

These handwritings are undoubtedly written from the perspective of a "cultivator" rather than a "creator".

What’s even more outrageous is that if you enter the sixth level, you must have a seed of chanting and have an ancestral organ.

And he himself doesn't have an ancestor. If those who have practiced his technique break through to the sixth level, they don't know what will happen.

Immediately, he flipped through it quickly.

The "Qingshan Bi Tan" later also recorded information about the fifth grade. Li Yuan silently wrote it down and left it until he reached the fifth grade.

In the days that followed, he looked at the map of the world and the map of Zhou Dynasty.

Suddenly, his worldview was opened.

There is no north-south confrontation in this world, and there are no powerful north-south forces like the "Hongnu" or "Southern Barbarians". The Great Zhou Dynasty is somewhat like a lonely country.

Apart from the Great Zhou Dynasty, there are only some scattered small tribes or forces unified in sects.

This reminded Li Yuan of a sentence from the famous Cthulhu book he read before traveling through time:

We live on a peaceful island called Ignorance, surrounded by an endless black ocean, and we are never meant to set sail.

But it doesn't seem like it. After all, ghosts and ghosts have appeared this week, and there seem to be ghost areas and meat fields in every corner.

Li Yuan even knew through Mrs. Yan that the ghost areas in some places were so "poor" that they couldn't even kill people, because there was no one near the ghost areas who could kill, so those ghosts had to go to the black shop opened by Feng'er. I bought someone here.

From this perspective, the more desolate the place is, the weaker the ghost realm is. After all, it cannot even swallow life. How can this ghost realm develop?

Of course, this is just Li Yuan's guess.

The surrounding areas of Dazhou also have distinct topography.

To the south is the Sunset Rain Plains where monsters are rampant, to the east is the mysterious East China Sea, to the north is a long wilderness that no one can walk to the end, and to the west is the barren and increasingly cold snowy land.

There is no South Pole and North Pole in this world. If there is, it is the West Pole.

He casually took out a copy of "Travel Notes from Four Directions".

There is only a brief description of the West Pole in the travel notes: In the extremely cold world of the West, there is heavy snow all year round, and there is no daylight. The journey gradually becomes far and exhausted, and we have no choice but to return. The road ahead is still long, but we don’t know where it leads.

He took out another copy of "The Edge of the Ice".

The author of this book made his identity clear at the beginning. He was a disciple of the Shenmu Temple who had reached the sixth level of perfection but had no hope of breakthrough. Out of curiosity about the world, he devoted the rest of his life to exploration.

The year of creation was more than 360 years ago. At that time, there were not so many ghost lands in the Central Plains and the world was not that dangerous.

This "Glacier's Edge" is his record of a magical experience in the west.

The general content is: This sixth-grade warrior traveled west and accidentally fell into a glacier. When he woke up, he found that there was light and people around him. The language of those people was similar to that of Da Zhou, but it was a bit difficult to pronounce.

This sixth-grade warrior chatted with those people about the Great Zhou outside, but those people seemed not to know that there was such a country outside.

As the sixth-grade warrior has lived here for a long time, he probably knows that this is a small tribe of more than a thousand people.

And he was also attracted by a girl from the small tribe and was asked to stay.

The sixth-grade warrior got married to the girl and gave birth to a son.

He called this tribe the Ice Tribe.

He also described some of his experiences in the Ice Tribe.

People of the Ice Tribe live by "fire".

The "fire" there is very different from the fire that warriors know. It is a flame that never goes out for some reason. This flame provides warmth and gives those tribesmen the possibility of survival.

It is said that there is a lot of fire, so there are many ice tribesmen like this tribe.

As for their "migration" purpose, it is for "food."

The Ice Tribe's food sources are very interesting.

They rely on "digging" for food.

There are many animals, fruits, and all kinds of food that can be found in the frozen soil. They dig out these foods and cook them on the "fire" before they can eat them.

According to the warrior's description, the taste was not bad, but he felt strange when he thought that these foods might have been frozen for hundreds of thousands of years.

What surprised this sixth-grade warrior was that he originally thought he would be very strong here, but in the extremely cold weather, his "shadow blood" seemed to be frozen and could not function at all. In terms of brute force alone, , he couldn't even beat the mother of the boy he was in love with.

Li Yuan watched with interest.

He had seen "migratory nomads", but this was the first time he saw this kind of "migratory meat-gathering people".

Digging and digging in the small frozen soil, digging out food, and then roasting it over the fire to eat.

This feeling is amazing.

'After all, it is a big force with a rich foundation. The resources and information accumulated by the ancestors of the sect are extremely rare.'

Li Yuan continued to turn the pages.

The sixth-grade warrior also described the culture of the Ice Tribe people.

This is funerary culture.

No matter how the Ice Tribe people migrate, there is a sacred "immortal cemetery" in their eyes.

There are no gods or monsters in this "immortal cemetery". It's just cold enough to freeze the soul.

The Ice Tribe people will choose to go to the "Immortal Cemetery" at a certain time. In that cemetery, they will open their bodies and freeze themselves in a comfortable position.

Then, it is said that in this way, the soul and body can be preserved intact and will not be destroyed.

According to the prophecy of the Ice Tribe, when "the sun returns to the eternal night frozen soil", they will be awakened and given a new life in the future world.

Foreign sixth-grade warriors obviously cannot accept this culture.

Moreover, after a long time, he could not bear the days of ice and snow without sunshine.

He wants to take the girl away.

But was rejected.

This sixth-grade warrior could not use force because the scorching shadow blood seemed to be "frozen" in such a place and could not function at all.

The sixth-grade warrior didn't want to stay any longer and kept talking about leaving.

Finally, the Ice Tribe agreed, but he could only leave by himself, but could not take away his wife and children.

And as punishment, he couldn't have the map to leave.

But his wife helped him and quietly led him to an exit, telling him not to look back and keep going forward.

He walked for seven days and seven nights before he walked out and returned to Dazhou.

After arriving in the Great Zhou Dynasty, he reported this matter to the Shenmu Temple. The Shenmu Temple sent people to look for it with him, but they couldn't find it. The Shenmu Temple felt that resources and skills were not involved, so they just left a file. do not care.

And this sixth-level warrior remarried his wife in the Great Zhou Dynasty and lived a new life.

This book "The Edge of the Ice" was written by him later, but very few believers thought he was making it up. Even the wife he remarried didn't believe him.

This information was written at the end of the book, and when this sixth-grade warrior was old, even he himself had doubts about this experience.

Is this a real experience or just a dream?

Before his death, he gave the manuscript he wrote to the Shenmu Temple to help "his descendants" obtain more resources and secure a place in the headquarters.

The fact that "Glacier's Edge" appears here means that Shenmu Temple recognizes it to a certain extent, or that it truly has reference value.

After Li Yuan finished reading, he put down the book and glanced sideways at the sky.

It's dusk again

He rubbed his hands and left Teng Pavilion.

For a time, he yearned for Yunshan Road more.

It seemed to be a real place far away from the disputes of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it did not seem to be a forbidden land where no one existed.

When he gets there, he can arrange for someone to explore the Ice Tribe.

At the same time, he will try his best to help Lady Yan integrate more ghost realms to make her stronger.

As Lady Yan becomes stronger, the level of the surrounding meat fields will also increase.

And his most ideal goal is to hide Lady Yan’s ghostland in a place where no one can find it, so that the meat field can grow in the ice and snow.

At that time, no matter how chaotic the Great Zhou Dynasty is, he can sit firmly in the border areas and build a paradise.

Open up to the west to increase the depth of "hidden escape".

Help Yan Yu integrate more ghost realms so that he will not be short of resources.

This is his plan.

"Master Li! Master Li!!"

Li Yuancai went down to Teng Pavilion and saw another disciple running from a distance. After seeing Li Yuan, he respectfully clasped his fists and said, "Master Li, the master of the hall is looking for you. It seems there is something urgent."

Palace master?

Li Yuan's expression changed and he said, "Then let's leave quickly."

The disciple led the way, followed closely by Li Yuan.

Soon, the two came to a bright hall near the Baizhu Diao Bell Tower.

In the hall, a man in colorful clothes was sitting slumped on a big chair.

The man's clothes were slightly unbuttoned, his chest exposed and his abdomen exposed, showing off his strong muscles, while his facial skin was as delicate as a woman's.

The man was so carefree and rather arrogant as he sat in the hall, but his eyes were bloodshot due to excessive exhaustion. After seeing Li Yuan arrive, his eyes finally lit up and he looked at him carefully.

The disciple leading the way said respectfully to the man in colorful clothes: "Teacher together."

Li Yuan has never met his master.

Because since he came to the third gate of Shenmu Temple, Master Gong has been fighting with Master Zhu outside, and now he is back for some reason.

He also hurriedly saluted, with a respectful expression on his face, and said politely: "Teacher together."

Rumors are just rumors, and the hatred of the previous generation belongs to the previous generation. He will not automatically think of it and directly regard his co-teacher as his enemy.

The co-teacher didn't say anything, just looked at him, and suddenly said: "I asked the palace master to send you here, but I am the one who wants to see you."

Li Yuan asked curiously: "I wonder what the master's instructions are?"

The co-teacher said cheerfully: "Let's talk about forging soldiers and tell me [Wen Tian] that Zhu Ban passed on to you."

Li Yuan said "Oh", then opened his mouth and started talking.

This decisive attitude made Master Gong stunned for a moment.

Was there any mistake?

He was speaking in a rather arrogant, domineering, and bullying manner.

And Li Yuan said it directly?

"You just said that?"

"Weaponsmiths have grievances, but weaponsmithing skills do not." Li Yuan responded with a calm voice. There was an obsession in his eyes, an obsession that only the co-master could understand.

Master Gong was stunned for a long time.

This sentence seemed to touch him greatly.

After a few breaths, the co-teacher came to his senses. He waved his hand impatiently to repel the disciples in front of the door, then closed the door and started talking to Li Yuanchang.

After Li Yuan talked about [Wen Tian], the co-teacher couldn't help but also started talking about his secret technique of [Measurement of Land].

Although the previous Master Zhu was also around the Shenmu Temple, he had no contact with his fellow teacher, Lao Shi. There was no interaction at all on weekdays, let alone communication.

Now, the two weapon masters were actually chatting together, and the more they chatted, the happier they became.

Even when it gets late, it refuses to clear up.

The co-teacher asked his disciples to bring dinner over.

Li Yuan asked his disciples to go to Jing's house and tell his wife that he would not come back to sleep tonight.

The two held candlelight talks at night, and then simply took the Bigu Pill and went to the nearby Zhubing Hall to start discussing and confirming.

Half a month has passed since this discussion.

Li Yuan really benefited a lot.

The co-teacher also seems to have some understanding.

For a moment, the two people who might have become enemies actually seemed to hate each other.

When he saw them parting, Li Yuan saluted respectfully and said, "Thank you, my teacher, for your teaching."

The co-teacher waved his hands and said, "We can't talk about it," and then asked: "Li Yuan, do you still need a wife? There must be a beautiful one among my descendants. I can find one for you, and we can also get married?"

Li Yuan looked serious and said sternly: "I am devoted to the cause of forging weapons, and women will only delay my swing of the hammer."

The co-teacher smiled and said: "Okay, okay! This is my willingness to admit defeat!"

That boy Zhu Ban, at least has a better eye for picking a son-in-law than me. I give up!

Tomorrow, if I go to the front again, I will tell him. Hahaha! "

Li Yuan said with some embarrassment: "It's better not to say anything, otherwise my father-in-law will be so angry that he will vomit blood if he knows that I have communicated his secret techniques to you."

Master Gong said: “He won’t be so stingy.

Although we are enemies, we are all pursuing the pursuit of forging a true fourth-grade spiritual formation.

And if I communicate with you, won’t he also communicate with other Lotus Sect weapon casters? "