Longevity begins with Orion.

Chapter 151 149. Above the stunt is called the divine skill, Shenmu was defeated like a mountain (big chapter - please subscribe)
One door, famous restaurant.

drunk.

Li Yuan bowed his head slightly, shaking his head, his white hair on the temples exuded an old aura.

But the young man beside him was as excited as a little leopard full of strength, laughing while drinking.
Because of Li Yuan, there will be a lot of quacks coming to places like Famous Restaurant, especially if this building is owned by Tsing Yi Lou.

In order to avoid accidents, when Li Yuan and Li Pingan came here to drink, Lian Jiazi from Tsing Yi Building also ran to this building and sat on a table near Li Yuan to prevent outsiders from entering, and then asked for weapons and It was nonsense, which affected Li Yuan.

After all, this is a place to sell alcohol and buy drunk. People don't say anything when they are sober, but when they are drunk...don't care about you.

Although Li Yuan only controlled the landlord of Tsing Yi Building, the deputy landlord of Tsing Yi Building was controlled by this landlord with some kind of poison, and was also involved in "Li Yuan's black industry of selling seventh-grade top weapons".

Although this group of people didn't know that the boss behind the scenes was Li Yuan, they could see the respect their host had for Li Yuan.

This is normal. After all, how many people in the inner city of Shenmu Temple are disrespectful to Li Yuan?
At this moment, the young man who was so excited after drinking suddenly stood up, stepped on the bench, held the wine jar in his hand, looked at the people around him, and then turned around with the wine jar in his hand, as if he was paying respects. .

After that, he suddenly brought the wine jar to his lips, and drank freely.

The people around were stunned for a moment, but immediately, people on the Tsing Yi Building also raised their wine glasses and shouted "Respect Mr. Li", while other scattered guests were affected by the atmosphere, and knowing the identity of Li Yuan's father and son , also raised their glasses one after another, shouting "Mr. Li is proud".

Seeing the atmosphere like this, Li Pingan's heart was full of pride, and he toasted again and again, leading the people in the whole restaurant to drink together.

Li Yuan looked amused, this silly son probably didn't know that most of these people were not pure guests, but came to help them avoid trouble, how could these people not cooperate with him to toast?
If you go outside, try another group of people?Is it possible that others will give face?

The flowers in the greenhouse are dreaming of seeing the top of the sky at a glance. Even if this flower is really talented, it may not be a good thing.

A genius who dies young is no different from a starving person who freezes to death under the bridge, but it is nothing more than a pile of yellow sand.

Li Pingan laughed and shouted: "Today I treat guests! Everyone, let's drink!!"

There was a sudden silence in the restaurant, and then roaring laughter broke out.

"Young Master Li is so refreshing!"

"It's better to be respectful than to obey, thank you Mr. Li!"

"Hahaha, happy, happy! Thank you Mr. Li!"

The atmosphere of the entire restaurant was detonated by Li Pingan.

The young man was full of pride, throwing gold ingots at random, and shouting "Shopkeeper, did you hear the sound, serve the wine" or something like that.
Li Yuan just drank wine with him like this, and after the banquet was over, all the quacks came to say goodbye to the young man, and said respectful words of thanks.

The young man had a smile on his face and longing in his eyes. This was his Jiang Hu dream.

Suddenly, a voice woke him up.

"Have you finished your drink?"

"Okay, Dad!" Li Pingan said with a smile, and then said, "Look, this world is still very lively, right?"

Li Yuan didn't accept this, stepped forward and put his arms around his son's shoulders, saying: "Ping An, you want to pursue the way of the strong and stand at the top of the world, right?"

"Yes!" Li Pingan uttered his dream loudly.

Li Yuandao: "Then, you can defeat me, the old man first, okay? I will fight you with the power of the seventh rank and the sword of the seventh rank."

"Really?" Li Pingan was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Father, I don't want to hurt you."

Li Yuan glanced at the data above his head.

It has to be said that his son is indeed a monster, with innate shadow blood coupled with acquired skills, he is like riding a rocket.

Now the data beside him has actually reached "335~370".

This data is almost the strongest Qipin he has ever seen.

You know, Li Pingan is only 14 years old.

He still remembers that when he was at the seventh rank, he took a knife that was not top-notch, just like "505~905".

"Son, you know that I am cautious, and I have always hoped that you would be cautious.

However, you have your own ideas, so you have to convince me.

Convince with your knife, understand? "

Li Pingan was silent for a while, and said, "I understand."

Li Yuan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go to the secret room of the Jing family. The place over there is not small, it's enough for us to practice our hands."

"Okay, listen to dad." Li Pingan laughed proudly, and then said, "Don't worry, dad, I will keep my hand, just like fighting with senior brothers and sisters, I will let the water go, hahahaha!"

Li Yuan thought of what Cui Wuji said, "He and Li Ping'an are barely equal", and couldn't help laughing, "Where did you come from?"

Li Pingan beamed and said: "Personal disciples! Those who can become personal disciples are all disciples of the elders of Shenmu Hall. Some are older than me, some are younger than me, but none of them are my opponents."

Li Yuan smiled and said nothing.

When the two returned to Jing's house, Gu Xuejian also appeared.

After Li Yuan explained the reason, Gu Xue agreed.

As for why she went to the secret room, she didn't ask, as father and son should have their own private space.

Moreover, as a fifth-rank Dzogchen, she has her own knowledge of the way of the sword, so she doesn't want to look at Li Yuan's sword skills.

After a while.

in the secret room.

Li Yuan took a seventh-rank non-sharp knife, and then deliberately suppressed his strength to the seventh-rank level.

Li Pingan also took the seventh-grade knife of the same model, cupped his fists at Li Yuan, and shouted: "Daddy, it's coming."

Li Yuan hooked his fingers.

Holding the knife, Li Pingan seemed to be pacing in the courtyard, walking back and forth with a casual expression and humming a tune
But when Qu'er hummed to a certain place, his sideways figure suddenly deflected incomparably strangely, the whole person could no longer distinguish clearly, the human sword merged into a bright shooting star, like a flying star The python in the wind, its fangs bared, naked!

"The movement and stillness are appropriate, it's okay."

Li Yuan praised and raised his hand to stab.

Bang! !

The light of the knife exploded, and whirlwinds blew up in Hong's secret room.

The whirlwind was like a whip, whipping against the surrounding walls, making a "popping" sound.

As for Li Pingan, he was directly sent flying. After landing, he squatted halfway on the ground, with five fingers on the left hand and a long knife in his right hand. He looked at Li Yuan with a leisurely expression but burning eyes, and said, "Father, what a surprise! The treasured sword is not old."

Li Yuan hooked his fingers and said, "Go on, let's warm up your body first."

"Warm up?" Li Pingan was stunned.

Was that knife just a warm-up?
Li Yuandao: "I'll give you three warm-ups, the first one just now."

After thinking for a while, he said again: "Sixth-rank knives will enter a certain artistic conception, which will temporarily change the temperament, but the father does not, so... the father is just fighting with you with the strength of the seventh-rank. , you don't have to doubt it."

Li Pingan took a deep breath and smiled suddenly: "There is no need to warm up three times! I am at my best anytime, anywhere!"

After finishing speaking, he laughed wildly, stood up suddenly, and leaned his long knife on the ground, and phantoms began to appear around him in the next moment, and phantoms appeared around him one after another, creating illusions that tortured the sight.

But these phantoms haven't escaped from his body, they just sway around him.

"This knife has never been used on people since I created it."

Li Pingan grinned and said with a smile, "But in order to convince my father, please forgive my son for being rude."

Li Yuan took a look and recognized it.

This knife is not yet a secret technique above Dzogchen, but it is a half-step secret technique, which has just taken shape.

A 14-year-old boy can create this, although he is induced by external factors, it is enough to show that he is really a monster.

He laughed and said, "Brat, brag."

Li Pingan said: "Here we come!"

The word "了" falls.

Li Pingan came from a distance, the figure that tortured the sight and even blurred the perception became more and more exaggerated in the short distance of more than ten feet, like a wicker swinging back and forth in the wind, but the trajectory of the swing was The "accelerator key" was pressed, and then hundreds of times faster.
"Knife one!"

A burst of shouting sounded in Li Yuan's ear.

The young man's knife fell from the sky like a large ball of bright light.

but
The light suddenly stopped.

Stopped in mid-air.

The brilliance also dimmed.

Daofeng seemed to have encountered a huge indestructible mountain, and was blocked in the way, and stopped sleepily.

Li Yuan held the blade of the long knife between the fingers of his left hand, and was held up in the air with his son.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

The father and son are like sculptures, quietly maintaining this posture.

Li Pingan didn't struggle. At this moment, his pupils showed some dullness, as if a blazing flame had been poured with a basin of ice water.

Li Yuan threw away his son casually.

He is a peerless powerhouse who created his own skills. Even if his realm can't keep up, his understanding of the way of the sword is extremely strong, at least not something that a yellow-haired kid like Li Pingan can shake.

After being thrown away, Li Ping half knelt on the ground.

He finally stopped talking and remained silent.

Li Yuan smiled and said, "Why? Is your dream so fragile?"

Li Pingan suddenly raised his head, the smile disappeared from his eyes, took a deep breath, held the knife tightly with five fingers, and then began to rush towards Li Yuan again.
Bang!
Li Pingan was beaten into the air.

Bang!
Li Pingan was beaten into the air again.

Bang!
Li Pingan was sent flying again.

Being beaten into the air again and again, rushing up again and again, like a wild beast that has been thoroughly enraged, it gradually forgets itself and becomes violent.

However, no matter how violent, no matter how selfless.

Li Yuandu easily knocked him into the air with an extremely leisurely expression. Even after more than ten times, he yawned, sheathed the long knife, drew a circle on the ground, and said in a coaxing tone: "Well, son, as long as you can force me to quit this circle, you will win, okay?
Oh, wait a minute, I'll make the circle smaller. "

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Li Pingan roared angrily, his eyes turned red.

an hour later
Li Pingan fell to his knees, dripping with sweat, his hands and feet were shaking, every muscle seemed to be beating crazily, and his blue veins were erect and spasming continuously
Li Yuan looked down at him, and said coldly: "You still haven't been able to force me out of this circle. It took you so long to attack. Now, it's my turn."

He looked at his son calmly, then held the handle of the knife with five fingers, and said softly: "Listen."

As soon as the words fell, he flipped his palm and put the knife on the ground, but he didn't see any movement, but the long knife under his palm trembled in a way of "from low to high in an instant, and then to screaming", and the surrounding air also boiled When he got up, all the tables, chairs and tea sets in the secret room bounced like beans on a drum.

boom! !

The scabbard seemed to have been subjected to a terrible force. It hadn't been separated from the ground, but it suddenly burst into slag and shot in all directions, revealing the cold light flowing knife inside.

The knife is vibrating, the air, even the light, everything is vibrating. Being here, it seems to be in the core area of ​​an earthquake, and there is an unspeakable feeling of panic.

When the knife came out, a strange brilliance flashed by.

The metal goblin let out a hysterical eerie scream.

Li Yuan's black hair danced wildly, and his surroundings showed a strange dimness due to the shock, as if he was trapped in a shadow without light.

This style is still destroying the city, but it is no longer the original destroying the city, but a terrifying knife way that was naturally honed by the "creator" in the journey of pursuing his own skills.

If the limit of kung fu moves is Dzogchen, and above Dzogchen is the pinnacle stunt that needs to integrate everything, and then add your own perception and opportunity, then... this knife is the stunt above the stunt, it is said: God technology.

Maybe there are people who are stronger than Li Yuan, but... he absolutely can't use this knife.

Because, no matter how talented he is, the path he takes is the path of his predecessors. Even if he finds a different path, he is more or less influenced by his predecessors.

However, Li Yuan climbed up and overlooked, always at the top of his mountain, always thinking about how to make the mountain under his feet a little higher, instead of climbing.

God, there is no road and no direction.

Therefore, if you want to reach the sky, you cannot walk.

Walking, you can't reach the sky, at most you can go higher.

Li Yuan didn't walk because he had no way forward.

Therefore, he has naturally realized this sword over the years.

But, to him, this is just an ordinary knife, and it is not worth mentioning among the countless wonderful scenery he is about to witness.

So, he didn't even want to name it.

Li Yuan took a step, and his body was like billowing black smoke, drawing an afterimage in the air, and then the knife appeared on Li Ping'an's neck.

The scream of the metal goblin is in the ear.

Death is just around the corner.

There is great terror between life and death.

With such coercion, Li Pingan has even forgotten that this is just a contest between father and son.

His body froze subconsciously, motionless, his eyes glazed over, unable to respond.

It wasn't until Li Yuan withdrew the knife that his whole body trembled violently like a sieve, and then he fell forward, his eyes wide open, staring at the front in fear, big drops of cold sweat slipped from his forehead, drilled into his eyes, sore Incomparable.
But he had forgotten to close his eyes.

Li Yuan squatted down, wiped off the boy's sweat, helped him up again, and shouted: "Hello."

Li Pingan was still dumbfounded.

Li Yuan rubbed his head again and shouted a few times.

It took a long time for Li Pingan's dilated pupils to regain focus. He breathed heavily, and sat silently in the dark with his head down, wondering what he was thinking.

Li Yuan got up calmly, and swept the tables, chairs and tea sets that had been smashed by Zhenfei just now into the dustpan. After that, he would not put anything in the secret room.

As for the ground, the wall was not damaged, because all the power of his knife was restrained and flowed inside, so it did not cause any damage.

After sweeping the floor, Li Yuan sat on the floor, under a skylight.

Outside the window, there is moonlight falling.

He was fascinated by the clouds in the sky.

Dark clouds, it seems to be raining.

After realizing the promotion method of the sixth-rank and fifth-rank, he knew that if his son wanted to advance and become stronger, he had to stay in the Shenmu Temple and follow the path of the Shenmu Temple. In fact, this is also a person with innate shadow blood fate.

However, he respected Li Pingan's choice, but he would not let his stupid son die.

The silly son went smoothly and never encountered any setbacks, so he wanted to teach the silly son a good lesson.

If he passed the exam, he would let his son stay in Shenmu Hall.

If not, even if he knocked his son unconscious, he would take him away.

And now, it's just a little homework.

If Li Pingan can't pull himself together at this moment, then Li Yuan will continue with his original plan and take Li Pingan away.

He was very patient, so he waited quietly.

After two sticks of incense, Li Pingan got up suddenly, and his eyes regained their light.

"Okay?" Li Yuan asked.

"I'll go back and think about how to break your knife." Li Pingan said solemnly.

Li Yuan laughed and said, "Are you crying to ask Master?"

Li Pingan said viciously: "I think for myself."

Li Yuan changed his tone and said calmly: "Go and tell your master to stay at home during this time."

"Okay!" Li Pingan said, "Does that knife have a name?"

Li Yuanqi asked, "What name do you want?"

"no name?"

"Oh, yes, that knife is called a dogshit knife.

Remember, the best knife in the world was defeated by a dog shit knife. " Li Yuan laughed.

"Grass." Li Pingan said angrily, then left, and when he reached the door, his legs were still shaking.
He pushed open the door of the secret room, as if after a catastrophe.

Li Yuan looked at the young man's back with complicated eyes, and didn't know for a while whether he wanted to see his son cheer up like this, or give up completely.

Outside, it's raining.

Vision blurred.

The green leaves and red flowers, as well as the long vines of the spirit tree in the triple gate all made rustling sounds.

Sound sources from one place to another are interwoven into Ye Yu's unique ensemble.

The young man lowered his head, and said in front of the woman in white with a strong aura, "Teacher, do I want to stay here for a while?"

Gu Xue was stunned when she saw this, and looked sideways at Li Yuan who came out of the secret room.

Li Yuandao: "I want to teach my son something when I'm old."

Gu Xue saw it and said, "I could feel your knife from a distance."

Li Yuandao: "Destroy the city, you have seen it before, it's just a small trick of the seventh rank, it can't be put on the table."

Gu Xuejian sighed regretfully, then turned her eyes away from the trembling muscles of her disciples and Li Yuan's white hair at the temples, and said: "That's right, Xiaoping'an is so smooth, it's still up to you Let the father teach him."

As she spoke, she walked to the side of the young man and said, "Master will come again after that month."

"En!" Li Pingan clenched his fists, his eyes flashed with a fighting spirit that satisfied Gu Xuejian.

Li Yuan took his son to send Gu Xuejian to the door, and was a little surprised to find that there was a carriage parked not far away, and there seemed to be someone in the carriage quietly looking towards this side.

Is there still someone following the triple gate?

And still watching at the door of Jing's house?
He looked at Gu Xuejian.

Gu Xuejian said coldly: "Don't pay attention to this carriage."

Li Yuanqi said: "Is it someone the Master Gu knows?"

Gu Xue saw it and said, "It's just a little vixen."

"Little vixen?" Li Yuan was stunned.

Li Pingan next to him said, "It's just a little slug."

"Little slug?" Li Yuan was even more confused.

Gu Xue looked at Li Ping'an and said, "Don't get too close to her."

Li Pingan seemed to have returned to a familiar living environment. This interpersonal relationship completely restored his confidence, fighting spirit, and everything else. He smiled and said, "I know, Master."

Li Yuan looked at his son, and suddenly realized that his son might already have his own world, and there was indeed no him, and no Xue Ning in this world.

To Li Pingan, he and Xue Ning are just father and mother.

that is it
Seeing that Gu Xue opened the oil-paper umbrella and walked into the rain, when she got to the side of the carriage, she coughed coldly.

Immediately, a pretty girl in a green skirt ran out from the carriage, without holding an umbrella, stood in the alley in Ye Yu, saluted Gu Xuejian, and respectfully said, "I've met Gu Dianzhu."

Gu Xue said: "Liu Luzi doesn't seem to have taught you the rules. The fact that the Liu family has rebelled is beyond doubt. You are the daughter of a rebellious clan, so how dare you approach the future of my Shenmu Palace?"

Her voice grew sharper.

The pretty girl lowered her head more and more, then she seemed to muster up her courage and said, "But not everyone in the Liu family is a traitor. I never have."

When Gu Xue saw it, she said, "It's still a child.
Before you come next time, ask your master Liu Luzi first.

You must have escaped without telling her, right? "

The pretty girl lowered her head lower and lower, and was about to explain something again, but Gu Xuejian had already walked away with an umbrella.

The pretty girl glanced at Li Yuan's direction from a distance, and was obviously nervous when she saw Li Yuan. She seemed to want to come over, but after some hesitation, she quickly got into the carriage.

The car turned around, the wheel hub drew two white arcs in the night rain, creaked again, and hurried away.
Li Yuan glanced at his son and said, "Your friend?"

Li Pingan said carelessly: "The little follower in the past liked to cry, but now...hehe."

Snapped!
Li Yuan slapped him on the head and said, "It seems that you didn't like to cry when you were young."

"I'm different from her!" Li Pingan argued.

"what's the difference?"

"I am the proud son of heaven, I am born with heaven."

Snapped!
Li Yuan knocked him on the head again, and said, "The proud son of heaven? Is this how you see yourself?"

"It's not me, it's everyone looking at me that way." Li Pingan said proudly, he seemed to have forgotten how he was kneeling on the ground before.

Li Yuan nodded and didn't say anything. He found that Gu Xuejian might not teach his disciples too much, or maybe he spoiled his son too much, making her seem like his son's mother.

He said lightly: "Go take a shower and change clothes, and then go to bed early."

Back in the house, Cui Huayin and Yao Jue were both there.

Li Yuan thought for a while, then pulled Li Pingan over again, told him to call "San Niang" to "Cui Huayin", and then called "Aunt Yao" to Yao Jue, and then let him go to rest.

When there was no one in the room, Cui Huayin raised her hand, and gently stroked his white hair at the temples with her fingers. There was a flash of tenderness in her eyes, and she said softly, "You are already a very good soldier builder, don't work hard anymore. .”

Li Yuan turned his head to avoid her gaze, stared at the flickering red candle, and finally said: "I want to hear the truth."

"But you already have gray hair"

Cui Huayin's voice was softer than ever before, and then she asked, "How old are you?"

Rank [-], unless it is approaching its deadline, it will never give birth to gorgeous hair due to old age.

Li Yuan didn't answer.

Cui Huayin: "Don't worry, I have married two men in this life, the first one was the emperor, but I didn't have a bridal chamber with him, so my real man is you.

After you, I will not marry again. "

Li Yuan smiled lightly and held her in his arms.

Cui Huayin's catkin also touched his clothes, her fingers flicked back and forth.

One night routine.
In the morning, the rain stopped.

The sunlight reflects colorful light through the water droplets.

Cui Huayin still gets up early, does morning exercises, and reads poetry. She still leaves with Yaojue's carriage.

Li Yuan also got up immediately.

He had just finished his breakfast when Li Pingan rushed over energetically.

"Father, try again."

"Okay."

Li Yuan responded, and added in a mocking tone, "Heaven's proud son."

An hour later.

Li Ping'an's eyes were dull, and he knelt on the ground profusely with sweat. His eyes still had the ecstasy of the knife.

He thought he saw the height of the knife, but when he looked at it again, he found that his idea was a joke.

Li Yuan squatted beside him, patted his mouth, and grabbed a mirror and put it in front of him, showing his distressed appearance inside.

"Is this the proud son of heaven?"

In Li Ping'an's eyes, even the anger was completely gone.
Li Yuan asked lightly: "Are you the proud son of heaven?"

Li Pingan suddenly regained consciousness, took a big breath, then gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"

Li Yuandao: "Then, can the proud son of heaven still get up?"

"can!"

Li Pingan seemed to have found his mind, he leaned on a knife like a cane, supported himself to stand up, squinted at Li Yuan, then rushed over with a roar, and then was severely beaten back.
He charged again and was beaten into the air again.

It didn't stop until his whole face was pressed to the ground, and he didn't even have the strength to move his body.

Li Yuandao: "If I were your enemy, how many times have you died?"

Li Pingan remained silent.

Li Yuan asked, "What's the difference between a dead proud son of heaven and a dead beggar?"

With a hoarse voice, Li Pingan said: "The glory of death! Die in pursuit! Even if you die, you can leave a shock in the world!"

A strong murderous aura suddenly emanated from Li Yuan's body, he locked on his son firmly, and the force of his palm down increased a little, "Then you give me a shock."

Li Pingan was dumb and lay on the ground like a dead dog.

After a long time, Li Yuan slowly put away his hands, sat aside, and waited quietly
He hoped to see a trace of giving up in his son's eyes, and then he could continue with his plan to take his son away with peace of mind, and just knock him out when the time came.

But Li Pingan struggled to get up, and said fiercely: "The best knife in the world, never admit defeat!"

Li Yuan sneered: "Since you keep losing, how can it be the first cut?"

Li Pingan said hoarsely: "Before I became number one, I could lose, but if I really stand there, I won't lose again.

I... I say I am the best swordsman in the world, but... I am encouraging myself, reminding myself, never forget this goal. "

Although the young man was exhausted and his confidence was destroyed over and over again by powerful forces, there was still light in his eyes, like ashes that would not go out, even if he was thrown into the ice abyss, it would still rekindle.
"But."

Li Yuan lowered his eyes, "Why do you want to be the number one swordsman in the world?"

"I, I." Li Pingan stammered, and lowered his eyes again, "I want to protect you."

Immediately afterwards, he said: "No! That's not the reason!
Life is short, God gave me innate shadow blood, just want me, Li Pingan, to stand at the pinnacle of this world, to clean up this troubled world!

In this way, this trip was worthwhile! "

Life is too short
Li Yuan was silent for a while, and asked, "Can we continue today?"

Li Pingan shook his head with a wry smile. Compared with the initial arrogance and arrogance, his eyes were more dignified.

"No, I. I have to think about how to break your moves."

"Think about it."

Li Yuan turned around dejectedly, pushed open the door of the secret room, and walked out.

He had a hunch that this son might not be able to take him away.

into the night.

Even camp.

The tents are like hills, stacked somewhere in a deep mountain valley.

For some reason, the temperature in this canyon is much lower than outside, it is eerie and inexplicably cold.
Before the war, the surrounding hunters would call this place "The Valley of Peeping People".

The reason why it is so called is because when Orion walks here, he often feels that he is being spied on by something, and he is frightened, his scalp is numb, and he will even run away inexplicably.
at this time
The brazier illuminates slices of light in the night, the dark rocks, and the people in the rivers and lakes who are patrolling back and forth.
These people in the rivers and lakes are disciples of sects subordinate to the Shenmu Palace. They are not ordinary warriors, but ninth-rank, eighth-rank, or even seventh-rank.

In the tent of the Chinese army, however, the temperature was extremely high. In the raging flames of high-quality snow-white bone charcoal, a man in floral clothes was staring intently at the fire, his bloodshot eyes showing a strange ferocity.
But in fact, it's not ferocious, but too focused to make the eyes look scary.

"The secret method I have inherited is [Measuring Land].

And this Valley of Peeping People is already the most yin place I know through the secret method of [Measuring the Earth].

This land of the most yin is only one step away, and it will become a ghost land
In such a place, all I have left is how to use Yin Qi and how to seal them into my spirit weapon
what should I do? "

The teacher murmured.

He has studied this way for more than a hundred years, and has his own experience in casting soldiers.

But this time, what he wants to pursue is the supreme way of casting soldiers—the formation way.

At this moment, he heard hurried footsteps in the distance, and the footsteps seemed to be reporting something to the fifth-rank guardian in the camp.

Vaguely, the teacher heard Master Li's name.

He got up suddenly, stumbled towards the fifth-rank tent, then lifted the curtain, stared straight at the swordsman who reported, and said, "What's wrong with Li Yuan?!"

The swordsman bowed to the master, and then said: "Master Li has forged a monster sword. After seeing it, the palace master praised him very much, saying that he has reached your peak level."

"Demon Sword?"

"My peak level?"

"impossible!"

"That kid is talented, but still immature. He may reach this level in the future, but it's definitely not now!"

The teacher was full of disbelief, and said sharply.

The swordsman didn't dare to say more, he saluted and left.

The teacher raised his head and looked at the person at the top.

There are two fifth-rank elders sitting here, one is the Hua family elder of the aunt family, and the other is another fifth-rank elder of the Jing family.

The fifth-rank elder of the Jing family said: "Master Li, what he said is true, because this weapon was forged by Master Li for the Patriarch of my family."

After all, he told the soldiers-casting master in front of him one by one all the family letters he knew.

"Grey hair on the temples
This is a broken life. "

The teacher murmured.

He suddenly said, "I've heard that there was such a school in very ancient times, Mr. Li. You are so confused."

He unconsciously called "Master Li", not "Li Yuan", or "that kid".

The fifth-rank elder of the Jing family looked at the fellow teacher, looked at his crazy appearance at this time, looked at his tired face, and his red and swollen eyes, and said softly: "Master Li, I admire him, he is a True Armorer. You, too."

Master Gong was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "That's true.

Whether it is Zhuban Xiaoer, Li Shi, or me, they are all the same people! "

He found his confidence and inspiration again, his eyes sparkled, he walked out of the tent, and said in his mouth: "You can't be pulled down by this kid! Isn't what we are looking for a stronger spiritual weapon?
That kid dares to lose his lifespan, why should I cherish this body? ! "

Tonight, he will have a good night's sleep, and then he will go to the core of the "Valley of Peeping People" to forge soldiers.

That place is extremely hurtful.

Even if one is not good, Yin Qi will enter the body, and the consequences will be unimaginable, and no one knows what will happen.

However, he is not afraid!

Because he already had a determination in his heart, and he already had courage.

When the teacher walked out of the tent, he saw another swordsman rushing in with a message, his face full of fear and sorrow.

"What's wrong?" he asked aloud.

The swordsman was walking with his head bowed, when he heard the question, he hurriedly raised his head, then saluted respectfully, and said in a trembling voice: "Frontline. The frontline soldiers are defeated like a mountain.

Almost all of the [-] sects were wiped out!

Xiang. The fifth rank elder of the Xiang family was killed by Peng Mi. "

The master sneered and said, "It's just a remnant formation!"

Then he said: "I wish you, little boy Ban, let you be rampant for a few more days! So that you can see Lao Tzu's tricks!"

The swordsman murmured again: "There are also fifth-rank elders of the Hua family, a fifth-rank elder who came to support from the Holy Fire Palace, all of them were killed..."

There was great fear in his eyes, and he seemed to have collapsed beyond words, "And... moreover, the other party seems to have the support of the red lotus thief."

Co-teacher: .
Sixteen sects.

three fifth grade
His expression became extremely serious, as if a big iron block was tied to his heart, which was heavy.

This is real. Defeated like a mountain
That night, the teacher was about to fall asleep, but he felt someone calling his name outside the tent.

He answered.

The person who came in was none other than the fifth-rank elder of the Jing family.

The elder sighed: "Master, we have to withdraw. The front line has already collapsed."

"When will we withdraw?" the teacher asked.

The fifth-rank elder of the Jing family said: "The sooner the better, the best. Tonight."

The master was stunned for a moment, and he fell into a long silence, then suddenly got up, put on his shoes, and said, "Tomorrow night, is it okay?"

The fifth-rank elder of the Jing family said: "I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on."

"Then tomorrow afternoon." Gongshi said, "I'm going to cast soldiers on the Yinfeng Cliff in the Valley of Peeping People."

"Yinfengya!! You can't go there."

"If you are always afraid of the head and the tail, how can you forge a spiritual weapon that is the best in the world?"

In the tent, it was quiet for a while.

The fifth-rank elder of the Jing family said: "I see. We will last until tomorrow afternoon."

"it is good!!"

Gong Shihao let out a sigh, then canceled his sleep plan for tonight, and hurried out.

Tonight, he will go to the place with the most yin energy to forge his legend! ! !
(End of this chapter)