Chapter 126 Listening to the Heavenly Sound for the Third Time (Update)

"It is said that the royal family of Dayun attaches great importance to the purity of blood and has not intermarried with outsiders for nearly a thousand years. Many dignitaries have followed suit, so the rumor that there are many freaks in the imperial capital has been repeatedly banned..."

"Liu San, a constable in the C room of the Dao Ya, is looking for his missing younger sister..."

"Liu De, the respected head of the Liu family in the west of the city, is afraid of his wife and dares not recognize his illegitimate son who wandered away in his early years and has a perverse temperament. He can only take him in as his only disciple with great fanfare and train him carefully... …”

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"In the space of holding soldiers, the light on the wooden scroll of listening to the sound flickered, and paragraphs of text were constantly refreshed like a waterfall.

Since the opening of the Zhangyin scroll, Li Yuan has developed the habit of listening to the sound every day. After getting the Yunxiang Ding, he has no shortage of incense, and he listens for a long time every day.

The information obtained from the Zhangyin scroll is disorganized and rarely useful, but Li Yuan still remembers it one by one, and the important ones are also recorded in the listening book.

"If there is no marriage with outsiders, wouldn't the Dayun royal family have many deformed children?"

Li Yuan squinted his eyes, listened to various information, and also sorted and analyzed various information to see if there was anything he could use.

"No wonder the Dayun royal family has not been prosperous for many years. It would be a miracle if it could be prosperous..."

"However, Dayun has been more than 1,400 years, and the listening book says nearly a thousand years. So, is this a rule that only came into effect after Pang Wenlong's death? "

Li Yuan muttered in his heart, but he didn't care much.

No matter how chaotic the Dayun royal family was, it was not his turn as a wild Taoist priest to educate them.

Holding a lot of incense, Li Yuan was willing to spend it. He listened to dozens of messages and finally waited for a familiar one:

"The thief Sikongxing disguised himself and hid in an inn somewhere in the south of the city, ready to wait for an opportunity to make a fortune..."

"The thief is so bold."

Li Yuan was amazed.

"After committing such a big crime, Sikongxing not only did not escape, but also prepared to wait for an opportunity to make a fortune."

"Before the Palm Sound Talisman is promoted, the number of "listening to the heavenly sound" must be used up."

As Li Yuan chanted, the Listening Sound Wooden Talisman kept flashing, and various sounds kept ringing in his ears. Soon, the Palm Sound Talisman had gathered the conditions for the fourth level.

Listen to the third level sound two hundred times.

"Sure enough, a fat sheep like Sikongxing is hard to come by. "

Li Yuan sorted out the listening sounds and wrote down the more important information. Among them, one caught his attention:

"Late at night, in the Dragon and Tiger Tower, Master Yushu climbed hard, determined to make a name for himself, but he was a little depressed and seemed to have suffered a great blow..."

"This senior brother is really determined and is still climbing."

Li Yuan was awe-inspiring. He was not the only one who worked hard.

"However, the magic weapon cannot be used in the Dragon and Tiger Tower, and he can only stop at the fifth floor at most."

After writing down all the listening sounds, Li Yuan yawned, closed his eyes again, and did not hesitate:

"Listen to the heavenly sound!"

Om

In the space of holding the weapon, the light suddenly shone.

Li Yuan was highly focused. With the experience of the previous two times, he was well prepared and wanted to experience the soul leaving the body again.

However, after the light flooded his mind, he did not feel ecstatic.

On the contrary, after a while, the light dimmed.

"Hmm? It seems a little different this time? "

Li Yuan's heart moved, and a voice that came from nowhere sounded in his ears and heart at the same time, ancient and desolate:

"The world is vast, the stars are boundless..."

It's different!

When this voice exploded in his heart, Li Yuan had keenly noticed that something was wrong. He was very sure that this voice was not Dayun Mandarin, nor was it any local dialect he had learned.

But he naturally understood the meaning contained in this voice.

Buzz

Li Yuan's heart was in a trance. When the voice echoed, he felt as if his soul had left his body, but unlike the previous two times, a large piece of light and image appeared directly in his heart.

Woo

That trance Later, Li Yuan looked at it intently, and the blurred light and shadow gradually became clear. It was a small room, empty inside, with no tables or chairs, only two cushions.

An old man with white hair and beard, quite elegant, sat cross-legged in the room. On the wall behind him, there was a mural with extremely high painting skills.

In the painting, there were undulating mountains, surging sea of ​​clouds, thousands of beasts running in it, and a blue dragon in the sea of ​​clouds with its head down, indifferent and cold.

"Dragon and phoenix among men..."

The old man's mumbling came from the light and shadow.

"This old man..."

Li Yuan looked at it intently and recognized the person: "It was the old man who taught Pang Wenlong the correct way of worshipping the gods when I listened to the heavenly sound for the second time!"

Li Yuan was shocked and looked at it intently. He could clearly see the fatigue on the old man's face.

"Dragon and phoenix among men. "

In the light and shadow, the old man raised his palm while talking to himself, and a drop of blood like red gold dripped from his fingertips.

Through the light curtain, Li Yuan saw the drop of blood dripping to the ground, making a "ding" sound, and then bounced up into the air.

"This drop of blood!"

Li Yuan shuddered and almost woke up.

Under his gaze, the drop of blood was really like red gold, emitting a substantial light. Looking intently, he seemed to feel the drop of blood trembling.

"Boom!"

A heartbeat was heard in the light curtain.

Under Li Yuan's incredible gaze, a pair of wings stretched out from the drop of blood, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a pocket-sized white crane?

"Cry!"

The white crane cried softly, its eyes full of ignorance and admiration, like a newborn little life.

"Drop of blood takes shape?"

In the light curtain, the old master tapped lightly, and the white crane, which was as big as the tip of a finger, wailed, exploded and scattered, and turned into an equally small hawk before it landed.

Then, it was a tiger, a violent ape, a lion, an elephant...

In the blink of an eye, the old master tapped nine times in a row, and the drop of blood also changed nine times, and finally turned into a small golden dragon.

"Pah!"

The old master stretched out his hand and tapped for the tenth time.

The little dragon wailed, looked back at him reluctantly, and fell to the ground and turned into a blood egg. It rolled on the ground, and the sound of a baby crying came from it.

A pitiful, wrinkled little guy walked out of the blood egg. He was still a little shaky when he took one or two steps, but he had grown a circle after three or five steps.

After walking a dozen steps, he had grown into a young man who was eight feet tall and handsome.

"Father, I'm going!"

The young man bowed to the old master reluctantly.

"Put on your clothes."

The old man took out a piece of clothing from his sleeve and handed it to the young man, who took it respectfully, put it on, and then, with a look of fearlessness, walked towards the wall facing him.

"This..."

Li Yuan was a little confused. Only then did he see that there was an ancient painting hanging on the wall facing the old man.

In the ancient painting, the sun was shining, and there was a quaint little temple rising and falling in the mist...

This thought suddenly popped up in Li Yuan's mind. He remembered that the last time he listened to the heavenly sound, he saw that the old man was looking for a strange place called Bafang Temple.

The heroic young man transformed by the drop of blood stepped into the painting, and then, only a scream was heard, and the mist in the ancient painting turned slightly red.

"It's not possible to be a dragon or a phoenix among people."

The old man muttered to himself, and then he stretched out his finger and a drop of blood fell: "Unparalleled talent!"

Looking at the drop of blood, it changed into various animal shapes like the previous drop.

Finally, he also turned into a heroic young man, walking towards the ancient painting as if he was going to die.

Li Yuan then reacted.

"What the old man said about 'dragon and phoenix among men' and 'unparalleled talent', is it about talent?"

Li Yuan came to his senses, and was surprised and suspicious: He wanted to enter the temple in the painting through this ancient painting?

"Is this possible?"

Looking at the young man walking towards the ancient painting as if he was going to die in the light curtain, Li Yuan felt inexplicably nervous, as if he was infected by an inexplicable emotion.

The young man with unparalleled talent persisted longer in the ancient painting, and Li Yuan even saw him struggling in the sea of ​​clouds.

But in less than a moment, accompanied by a scream, the young man also turned into a faint red and merged into the painting.

"Is the talent of the world not enough?"

The old man sighed softly, and seemed to be sad for the two young men, but he did not hesitate and stretched out his finger for the third time:

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The old man smiled bitterly, his face was pale, and there was a deep gloom.

Li Yuan could feel it through the light curtain.

Even a land immortal who lived for 200 years was still a flesh and blood body, and Wuxin would die.

This...

"Boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The heartbeat went from slow to fast, and then, like the three before, it turned into a tall Tibetan youth.

The young man stood in the house, as dazzling as the sun. His body was slender and perfect, and every inch contained amazing explosive power.

Finally, the young man also disappeared in the clouds, but no screams were heard. Instead, he turned into a flash of blood and fell in front of the ancient temple.

"Even if I have a world-class talent, I can't do it..."

The house fell silent, and Li Yuan felt a strong sense of unwillingness and regret. This emotion was so strong that he couldn't help but shed tears.

"I don't know if I can do it..."

The old man with an empty chest stood up and put the hairpin, bracelet, ring, a small bow, and two secret books written on unknown animal skins on the side of the futon.

He then straightened his clothes and slowly walked into the ancient painting.

Crack!

The light curtain shattered and disappeared at this time.

"Huh!"

Inside the house, Li Yuan wiped his tears frantically. His tear glands seemed to burst. No matter how hard he wiped, he couldn't wipe them all away. He could only accept his fate and cry wildly, which made the little mouse in the corner dumbfounded.

For a long while, Master Li felt that he had cried all his tears in his eight lifetimes, and then he lay down with a dull look on his face, and the inexplicable sadness was still echoing in his heart.

"This old man is too cruel, he almost cried to death!"

Li Yuan sat up and wiped his nose, then lay down again. He closed his eyes and recalled the scene before the light curtain broke.

He recognized who this old man was.

The last two secret books he put down, the one on top was "The Heart Sutra of the Dragon Demon of Ten Thousand Beasts"!

The owner of Zhaixing Tower, the Dragon Demon Taoist!