Longevity begins with Orion

Chapter 153 151. Departure (big chapter - please subscribe)

On top of Cangshan Mountain,

The white-haired man sat on the ground, his hair disheveled.

Among the loess,

The black sword and the white sword are tightly entangled in one place. The arc and evil energy on the sword have not been completely dissipated. They are like aftershocks covering the sword, flickering on and off, which is very mysterious.

At least, no one has ever seen a spiritual weapon look like this.

If it were placed in some teahouse storytellers, this would be "the devil sword is born, and the world will not tolerate it."

Otherwise, why did the thunder descend, why did the earthly demons surge in, and why did they converge here? Isn't it all just for the man who made the weapon to stop and prevent the magic sword from coming out?

But storytelling is just storytelling, and heaven and earth are merciless, so how can there be anything that heaven and earth cannot tolerate?

This is just a natural phenomenon that others cannot understand.

For Li Yuan, he was just confused and had some enlightenment.

Lifespan is a very abstract thing. You said that you have lost decades of lifespan just by standing still. Where did this lifespan go? How did it disappear?

The composition of human beings is the product of the coordination of yin and yang, just like all things in the world.

Shouyuan may be a mysterious condensation of yin and yang.

Li Yuan used the ghost hammer to pour a large amount of longevity energy into the spiritual weapon, which would cause a huge "annihilation of yin and yang". For example, a huge hole would appear in the deep sea, and the surrounding seawater would naturally be drawn in.

And this is the cause of the "thunder from the sky and the evil from the earth" that Li Yuan guessed.

At the same time, he also tested the "limit of lifespan infusion" that the blood crystal marrow could withstand.

No more, no less, exactly five hundred years.

Li Yuan originally wanted to pour more longevity energy into it. After all, he really hoped that the knife he lent to him for "borrowing a knife to kill someone" was sharp enough.

But after he spent five hundred years of life, he could no longer pour it in. The ghost hammer was like an extremely experienced old weapon forger, reminding him frantically: If you add this weapon, it will explode. .

Li Yuan listened to the advice, and he himself felt that this sword had reached a certain extreme. If he wanted to improve it further, he might have to work on the material itself.

The sword that lasts for thirty years is the demon sword.

What kind of sword could it be that had a lifespan of five hundred years and caused thunder and earth evil?

Li Yuan was curious.

Everyone is curious.

Gu Xuejian is no exception.

This experienced palace master who had conquered all over the world was actually a little nervous and excited. She walked up to the strange sword and reached out to hold the hilt. The feeling of "blood connection" suddenly emerged. In addition, there were many more Something she had never felt before.

This sword is not only connected by blood, but also reflects the vicissitudes of time and the power of heaven and earth.

Gu Xuejian closed her eyes and felt it for a long time, and then she seemed to understand the horror of this spiritual weapon.

She opened her eyes, filled with joy and shock.

Ignoring the curiosity of the people around her, she looked at Li Yuandao and said, "I have heard that the formation path is the realm that the weapon masters pursue tirelessly.

Although I don't know what the real formation looks like, this sword can be matched with the formation. "

An ancestor behind her asked curiously: "The formation is a legendary weapon that can only be used by the fourth rank. Master Gu, how can you control this formation?"

Guxue glanced at the man with his head hanging down, his face covered by white hair, and said loudly: "Because, this sword allows me to temporarily break through the realm, from the fifth level to the fourth level, and then gain additional fourth level domain power! !”

As soon as he said these words, there was silence all around.

what does that mean?

This means that there is a second fourth-grade person in Shenmu Temple, and he is also a fourth-grade person holding a formation!

As for bragging, exaggerating?

Even the enemies Guxue met knew that she was not that kind of person.

The mountain breeze pushed aside the white hair, and the man glanced at the female hero in white in front of him with tired eyes.

Originally, Gu Xuejian's side data was "2588~6636". This data was only a little higher than when he first met eight years ago. It can be seen that Gu Xuejian was indeed stuck in the fifth level of perfection and could not break through no matter what.

But now, when Gu Xuejian picked up the sword, Li Yuan saw that the data on her side had exaggeratedly changed to "2588~23100".

He knows the weapons he has forged.

With this weapon, the white sword stimulates the wielder with the extremely yang energy of the sky thunder, causing him to incredibly and temporarily transcend the "Fifth Stage Great Perfection" and reach the "Fourth Stage" level in terms of strength.

The black sword can create an evil formation, and the earth evil will surge. As long as you are within a dozen feet around the sword, you will be attacked by the earth evil, thus slowing down the speed, reducing the strength, and falling into weakness. This is the opposite effect to the usual "increased speed and dexterity" of the source blood in "Hui Liu Gong".

In addition to the above two points, the most terrifying feature of this sword is its "blood drinking".

It seems that the "loss of life span" has added some "evil factor", so the "blood drinking" of this sword will be quite exaggerated.

As long as you are struck by this sword, even if it only cuts a red mark, the blood will flow out of the wound uncontrollably and float towards the sword, thus giving the sword user endless power.

However, this range is only more than ten feet, about a hundred meters, but it is enough in a master duel.

Therefore, strictly speaking, the data of "23100" can only be reached by Guxue Jianzai using Tianlei to strengthen his body, prescribing blood drinking, and successfully drinking blood.

However, "23100" cannot completely summarize the strength of this sword, because it also has a hidden characteristic that weakens the enemy. If one waxes and wanes, isn't it strengthened again?

At this moment, the weapon maker and the soldier had a special feeling, just like a father holding his daughter's hand and handing it over to another person, a mixture of expectation and emotion.

Li Yuan and Gu Xue saw each other staring at each other. At this time, silence was better than sound, and everything was silent.

"Choose a name." Gu Xue said suddenly.

Li Yuandao: "This sword belongs to Palace Master Gu. It needs to be connected with Palace Master Gu. Even the name needs to be the same. I can't let this sword have flaws just because of the name."

"The sun and moon are in the sky, okay?" Gu Xue asked.

Li Yuan was stunned for a moment. His daughter's name was Li Wei.

The sun and moon shine on the beautiful jade, but it is a pity that it "died early".

So the sun and the moon are in the sky, doesn't it mean that Gu Xuejian regards this sword as his daughter, and wants to take his daughter to the top of the mountain to overlook the world.

"good."

Li Yuan took a deep breath and burst into tears.

Guxuejian walked up to him and raised her hand to gently stroke his white hair.

The moment she held the sword, she already understood the weight of the sword, and thus established a deep spiritual relationship with the man in front of her that no one could understand.

"I'm afraid it will take a while for me to leave.

Li Yuan, is there anything you want me to do for you? "

Gu Xuejian's voice was soft.

Then she added: "I regard peace as my own, so you don't have to worry."

Li Yuan glanced at the distance and suddenly said: "I have a maid named Yao Jue, and she follows Hua Yin. She is a very smart and talented maid, but it's a pity that she is just a maid."

Guxue smiled when she saw him. This man was really interesting. Sometimes he was humble and courteous, sometimes he was so proud, but at this time he was so mother-in-law.

She turned her head, glanced around her, and called out, "Miss Yaojue."

At the end, the long-legged maid carefully bent her waist and walked out of the crowd.

For the first time, everyone turned their attention to this maid.

Yao Jue's heartbeat was faster than ever before, and her mind even went blank, "I've met the aunt, and I've met all of you, sir."

Gu Xue saw that she was wearing a wooden rattan bracelet on both wrists, but she took off one immediately, grabbed Yao Jue's hand and put it on her hand, and said with a smile: "The size is quite suitable."

"Master of the aunt's palace."

The maid, who was usually graceful and sharp-tongued, was hemming and hawing now.

Guxue saw it and said, "It seems that the surname Yao has never been heard of in this world."

Yao Jue hurriedly said: "Slave. I'm just a maid. I don't have a surname."

Guxue smiled and said, "Then from now on you will be called Gu Yaojue, and I will recognize you as my adopted sister."

Yao Jue wanted to thank her, but Gu Xuejian held her back.

"From now on, you are not allowed to call anyone a slave, and you do not need to worship anyone."

"It's the aunt's palace master."

"Palace Master?"

"Sister"

"Wait until sister comes back, then take a good look at you girl."

Guxue Jian held the sun and the moon in the sky, turned to Li Yuan, and said sincerely: "Thank you."

Li Yuan replied sincerely: "Thank you."

The two of them looked at each other for the last time. Guxue was dressed in white, with a red wine gourd dancing elegantly around her waist. She took off into the air and was about to rush to the front line.

Thousands of miles in the sky, only shadows disappear.

This time, Gu Xuejian was filled with unprecedented confidence.

Although the front line collapsed, she was able to turn the tide with one hand.

Yao Jue helped Li Yuan up, her eyes were red and she wanted to cry.

Concubine Yin approached.

Yao Jue shouted: "Miss."

Concubine Yin knew the general situation very well and said calmly: "From now on, just call me Huayin. You and I are sisters. Our friendship remains unchanged and everything is as usual."

After saying that, she came to Li Yuan, raised her hand and gently stroked his white hair. Her expression was slightly sad, but then she turned around and said with an elegant smile: "Congratulations, husband."

Jing Shuixiang and Li Pingan, who was mourning, also came to Li Yuan's side.

Li Yuan said weakly: "Go home first."

After saying that, he showed a happy and relieved look, and said with a smile: "Since it's a happy event, I'll go home and cook more stir-fry dishes.

Peace, I'll have a drink with dad later. You stupid son really makes me worry. "

"Oh, daddy." The proud crybaby is still crying.

Li Yuandao: "Instead of crying, why not think about how to defeat my moves? Do you think our training will stop now? Stupid son, your sword is not finished yet?"

"It's almost. It's almost" the crybaby Tianjiao wiped away his tears with a look of determination in his eyes.

"Cough cough cough cough."

The sound of violent coughing filled the secret room, but the hand holding the knife was very steady, and the figure was as tall and tall as a thousand-foot cliff, which was insurmountable.

"Is that all you can do?"

Li Yuan struck the long knife in his hand angrily, his white hair shaking like a lion's mane.

Opposite him was Li Pingan, who was defeated again.

"It's not that I'm incapable, but Dad, you're too strong." No matter how proud Li Ping'an was, he couldn't help but admit it.

Dad obviously used the power of the seventh level, but it was like a mountain high in the clouds, unable to be touched no matter what.

"Oh, would you say that when you meet an enemy?

Your enemies won't let you go! "

Li Yuan said angrily, "Since you are so useless, instead of letting you be killed by outsiders in the future, why not let me destroy you today!"

Having said that, a terrifying aura emanated from his body, and a layer of terrifying murderous intent locked onto Li Ping'an. The knife in his hand vibrated at a terrifying frequency, and the light was deflected back one after another, making his whole body look like a black streak. The outline of his body, even if he stood in the sunlight falling from the skylight, was still dark.

A shrill scream of a metal demon almost tore the confidence of all those who heard it.

Because this is the divine skill among the seventh-grade sword skills. It is a divine skill that stands above all else, and it is a divine skill that cannot be broken at all.

The sword came out, misty and shrill as a rainbow, and went straight towards Li Ping'an's legs.

Li Ping'an froze suddenly. He could feel that this knife was really going to break his legs, and there was no joke at all.

But

But

Why did he have his legs broken here and his way forward!

Not even my father can!

Absolutely not!

In his body, the shadow blood suddenly began to swim rapidly, traveling in a trajectory that was the way it was born and should be.

And all the obstacles added to it the day after tomorrow were "kaka" smashed by this violent force of wandering.

'Um? ’

Li Yuan's expression narrowed and his movements quietly slowed down for half a beat.

Although it was slowed down by half a beat, it was still within the realm of peak stunts.

brush! !

The next moment, his knife fell!

But it failed.

Because Li Ping'an had already dodged away at some point, holding the knife, he seemed to have realized something at that moment.

"Move?"

He murmured, then suddenly smiled ferociously, "What's the use of moves?! The strongest one is without moves."

When he said this sentence, all the acquired shackles around him shattered.

The model of "relying on the innate shadow and blood to perform acquired moves" suddenly changed to "all acquired skills are returned to the innate".

The young man held the knife and shook it like a willow weeping in the wind.

Then, he shook his body and a Li Ping'an came out, and then another Li Ping'an came out.

The three Li Ping'an looked at the white-haired Li Yuan, bowed respectfully, and said, "Father, please enlighten me."

Li Yuan was stunned for a moment.

Can I still be separated?

What is the principle of this?

This innate shadow blood is really mysterious, and the words "There is no trick to win" also made him feel relieved.

Well, now he has one last thing to do.

Li Yuan laughed loudly: "This is decent, come on."

Secret room.

skylight.

Light falls down.

Four black shadows came from opposite directions like turbulent torrents, rapidly touching each other.

The sharp roar of the metal demon intertwined with the afterimages to create a thrilling scene.

a long time

Ding! !

There was a crisp sound.

The long knife whirled, cut into a silver plate, and fell diagonally to the ground.

This is the knife in Li Yuan's hand.

He. lost.

Of course, he lost on purpose.

A strong man cannot have inner demons.

Therefore, he established an invincible inner demon for his son, and then asked his son to smash this inner demon with his own hands.

He took his son out of the greenhouse, and his son also showed him his will.

It's up to the son to walk the rest of the way.

At this time, Li Yuan looked at the young man in front of him with a smile and said, "You have grown up."

Li Ping'an stepped forward to support him and said, "I will always be my father's son."

Li Yuandao: "By the way, what happened to your clone move just now?"

Li Ping'an scratched his head and said: "I don't know, even if I forget all the things I learned the day after tomorrow and integrate them all into my own nature, this kind of power will come naturally."

Li Yuan was thoughtful and said: "Then, is this your sword?"

Li Ping'an smiled naively and said, "No, this is a unique skill passed down from our ancestors. It's a piece of shit."

Father and son looked at each other and laughed.

After laughing for a while, Li Ping'an said: "Dad, from now on you will take care of yourself at home, and your son will take care of you in your old age. I will honor you!"

Li Yuan smiled and said: "Okay, it's a deal."

Time passes day by day.

In early autumn, the green leaves turn yellow, but they are still hanging on the branches and have not fallen away.

Li Yuan was sitting in the yard with gray hair. In this case, he didn't call Jing Shuixiang. Cui Huayin or Yao Jue came over.

But the three women also took turns to accompany him considerately.

This day.

The first yellow leaf fell from the air, swaying leisurely, swirling and falling to the ground.

Li Yuan glanced at Jing Shuixiang, who was making tea opposite, and said, "Shui Xiang, I want to travel far."

Jing Shuixiang was silent for a moment and said, "I know. You have always wanted to."

Li Yuandao: "But before I leave, I have one last thing to do."

Jing Shuixiang said: "Although there are no other weapon masters in the Shenmu Temple, there are the other four families of the Five Elements. The best I can do is travel more and prepare more blood gold.

If that doesn't work, I'll just wait for the juniors who share the same division. There will always be someone who can become a weapons master, right? "

Li Yuan said arrogantly: "How can my wife use a spiritual weapon made by someone else?"

Jing Shuixiang sighed softly: "But your body"

"Those who travel far away have their wishes fulfilled. Casting a spiritual weapon for you is my last wish." Li Yuandao said, "When the casting is completed, I will travel far away."

Jing Shuixiang trembled, "So fast?"

Li Yuandao: "I am old and my end is approaching. Will Shenmu Temple still want to keep me as an old man?"

After that, he took out a booklet from his arms, handed it to Jing Shuixiang and said: "Elder Jing, this is the weapon-making technique of the Zhu family. Please pass it to Shenmu Temple and help me explain it.

As for my arrangements, don't mention them to Ping An and Huayin. There are two things. After I leave, you can help me pass them on to Ping An and Huayin. "

Jing Shuixiang took the booklet and responded: "I understand."

In the blink of an eye, another half month has passed.

Li Yuan arranged all the money, secret skills, elixir resources, etc., and transported them to Yunshan Road in batches through his own hidden channels.

Over the years, he has saved a lot of resources.

Even the blood gold is huge.

These were his "farming resources" after he went to Yunshan Dao.

The secret skills include the two beast-taming books given to him by the palace master.

The yellow leaves were falling one after another, and Li Yuan did not choose to go to the top of the mountain to forge weapons, because it had become a holy place for blacksmiths or future weapon forgers, and it was too crowded to retreat.

He cast the spiritual weapon for Jingshuixiang in a hidden military casting hall.

In this spiritual weapon, he quietly poured 300 years of longevity.

And 300 years is not enough to form a "yin and yang void" to cause strange phenomena in the world, and Jingshuixiang is not the fifth level of perfection like Gu Xuejian.

However, after holding the knife Li Yuan handed her, her data changed from "1260~1350" to "1260~9548", and this data will continue to grow as Jing Shuixiang grows.

The petite elder in black dress stood in the sunset holding a bloody knife in his hand.

She quietly took Li Yuan outside the city, and this action was tacitly approved by all the senior officials of Shenmu Temple.

It's not that they don't want to say goodbye, but Master Li doesn't need this kind of goodbye.

In fact, Master Li didn't even want the maids he took care of or the attendants he arranged.

He wants to travel far alone

As for where he would go, it was probably the south, but where exactly, no one knew, nor did they need to know.

Because after Li Yuan cast the last spiritual weapon for Jing Shuixiang, his whole body had been drained of energy, and he was just like an ordinary old man.

It won't take long for him to die.

But this is a great weapon maker's own choice.

They must respect it.

After all, everyone knows that Master Li is homesick

At this time, Li Yuan gently hugged the petite woman in front of him and said: "I can only make this knife to this extent. It cannot be as good as the one Gu Xue saw. I'm sorry."

The corners of Jing Shuixiang's eyes were a little wet, and she said softly: "Fool, big fool."

Li Yuan smiled and said, "Remember to get along well with Hua Yin, Yao Jue, and Ping An."

"I will. I have separated these three. They are practicing by the meat field. I'm afraid it will be a few days before I know you have left." Jing Shuixiang said, and then asked, "Will you come back again?" ?”

Li Yuan smiled and said: "Yes."

Jing Shuixiang wanted to say "liar", but the words turned into: "I'll wait for you."

After a simple farewell, it was the most unpretentious retreat.

There was no fake death, no more dark makeup, and no complicated arrangements. Li Yuan simply left the Shenmu Temple. As for the fact that he took away all the blood and gold, there was nothing to say.

The wheels of the carriage turned leisurely, heading south, and then stopped in a relatively peaceful town.

After Li Yuan checked into the inn, he quietly wandered around in the middle of the night. After confirming that no one was following him, he returned.

But just one day's confirmation didn't reassure him.

In the following days, he kept confirming again and again.

His own perception range was only a few miles away, but after he caught the Ghost Bow, his perception could reach over ten miles.

Ten miles is also the range of perception of the fifth grade.

If someone from the Shenmu Temple was following him, he would definitely be able to find it.

In this way, after a few days, he was completely sure that no master was following him.

Shenmu Temple really let him go.

But what surprised him was that the Shenmu Temple did not follow him, but a news suddenly spread in the world: Master Li left the Shenmu Temple and traveled all over the world, and the money he brought with him was as rich as any country.

Such news is tantamount to throwing out a sweet bait.

Many people in the world were ready to make a move and started looking around for an old man with gray hair and extraordinary bearing.

However, the young man sat in the lobby of the restaurant and yawned, shouting: "The waiter will serve the wine."

"Here you come, guest~~" the waiter responded.

And several people in the world were whispering and walked past the young man, but no one paid any attention to the young man. After all, there were too many such young people in the world.

Take a leisurely stroll through the bustling city,

No one can know who I am.

Li Yuan took the wine from the waiter and filled the big bowl.

The drink calmed down, showing the ordinary appearance of the young man.

Li Yuan suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

His old mentality seemed to become young again in an instant.

The experience of "Master Li" was like an old dream, and he could hold his head high and start a new life.

Suddenly, he remembered his son's words, "Life is short," and couldn't help but fell silent again.

Doesn't immortality mean saying goodbye to old friends one by one?

Mrs. Xue is also getting old. He still remembers the charming appearance of the landlady before. Although she has taken the Beauty Pill, she can't hide the fatigue between her brows and is no longer as young as she was when she was a teenager.

The sixth level adds a hundred years to the life span, the fifth level adds 300, and the fourth level only adds 500. Wanting to live forever is so difficult. Even if you reach the first level, you can't do it, right?

But he happens to be an immortal guest in this world, destined to witness the rise and fall of prosperity, life and death.

Suddenly, he missed Madam Yan.

“The bright moon rises on the sea, and the world is at this moment together.

Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night.

When the candle is extinguished, the compassionate light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.

I can't bear to give it away, but I still have a good night's sleep. "

The extremely noble woman held the letter elegantly and read the ancient quatrains on it word by word. She was fascinated for a while and murmured the verses in her mouth, as if she was caught in a certain artistic conception.

Although this artistic conception is not prosperous, it is extremely rare.

Li Pingan received a tip bag.

There is a note in the kit.

There were only two sentences written on the note: Dad promised you that he would take care of himself at home, but he left without saying goodbye. So, this is the last lesson dad will teach you: never completely trust others, including me.

The young man gasped for air and clenched his fingers, but this time there were no tears in his eyes.

He has learned to be strong and is no longer a "crying boy", but the people and even all his relatives who "called him a crying baby" are no longer there

But it doesn't matter, he, Li Pingan, will go on well and let his relatives hear his uncle Li's name underground! !

Deep in the Shenmu Temple.

The core of the White Bamboo Bell Tower.

The giant door woven with vines was slowly pushed open.

The man in green clothes with a tired face walked out of the darkness. His face was gloomy and unspeakable. He was violent and destructive. It was horrifying, but it all passed quickly.

The man breathed a long sigh of relief and said in a nonchalant manner: "That's it.

Then let the world judge who is me.

In this way, I should be able to enter the third level.

Before you know it, it has been a full one hundred and seventy-eight years."

"Amitabha."

"Kill, kill, kill!! Hahaha!"

"Be merciful!"

“If you don’t kill, hatred will never end!

If I don't steal, what difference will it make if I am as strong as I am?

If you don’t commit adultery, all sentient beings will be sinful!

If you don’t lie, your dreams will be empty! "

"You're fake!"

"You are the fake one!"

"Stop the quarrel, stop the quarrel!!"

The man with a blessed face was wrapped in a black lotus robe and screamed in pain in a deserted secret room.

There was obviously no one here, but he seemed to be stuck in some predicament, extremely irritated and miserable.

outside the secret room

A tall, strong man with a gloomy look, wearing a red lotus robe, was waiting quietly with a letter in his hand.

His name is Fang Jianlong. When they were getting married eight years ago, he and his wife were taken away by the Red Lotus thieves.

Later, he pretended to surrender to the Red Lotus Thief in exchange for living space for himself and his wife.

However, five years ago, a surprise attack arranged by the Holy Fire Palace rescued his wife, but not him.

In other words, he was abandoned and never heard from again

Until last year, he received news from a friend in the Red Lotus Thief that his wife had remarried, and the person she was marrying was a family member of the Holy Fire Palace.

He suddenly understood.

From that moment on, he became a true Red Lotus thief.

There is no other meaning, I just want to kill all the chickens and dogs in the Holy Fire Palace.

at this time

He was ordered to deliver the message, but the secret room had already been closed.

He came for seven days and seven nights, and then waited outside for seven days and seven nights without resting for a moment.