Chapter 128: Long Xi Xiang Cultist
Huhu
On the cliff, the cold wind howled.
Li Yuan's heart trembled. Even through the hundreds of meters of iron cable clouds and mist, he could feel the sharp, domineering and ferocious force that reached between his eyebrows.
He was very familiar with this knife.
Li Yuan recognized it at the first glance. The sword intention and the mouth in the Bronze God Realm came from the same source.
"This knife..."
Li Yuan looked at Long Xixiang under the green pine trees.
Under the old tree, Long Xixiang sat quietly cross-legged. He looked at the ferocious sword intention at the other end of the iron rope:
"This is the meaning of Wan Zhuliu's Demon-Suppressing Dragon Divine Sword."
The Demon-Suppressing Dragon Divine Sword Intent!
Wan Zhuliu, the number one grandmaster on the God List, Prince Zhenwu who has intimidated the world for decades, Optimus Prime Stone of Universiade, the number one master in the world.
Li Yuan's mind buzzed, and a large piece of information popped up.
He had heard a lot about the legend of King Zhenwu. When he was ravaged by the sword master in the Bronze Tower Divine Realm, he had once speculated whether the sword master might be the most unparalleled leader in the art of swordsmanship.
But the guess was just a guess. Hearing what Long Xixiang said at this moment, he was still a little confused, his mind was in a mess, and all kinds of distracting thoughts were flying around.
"Is this really Wan Zhuliu?!"
Li Yuan suddenly felt his mouth was dry. This was true of the Bronze Tower Divine Realm.
What is the identity of the owner of the Bronze Tower?
"yes."
Long Xixiang nodded. The old monk, who usually talked a lot, seemed a little taciturn at the moment.
"this……"
Li Yuan was a little confused, but he also understood the reason why the old leader brought him to this divine realm.
Draw the knife.
"More than forty years ago, I was traveling with my friends in Shendu. Because of something, I was affected by something and was killed by Zhenwu King Wan Zhuliu..."
Before Li Yuan could ask, Long Xixiang had already spoken softly. When he talked about the origin of the sword intention, he just downplayed something.
That friend is Wang Wenyuan...
Li Yuan recalled Wang Wenyuan's letter, and he made some guesses.
There are not many things in this world that can make Wan Zhuli take action.
More than forty years ago, such a major event happened in the imperial capital. The master of Zhaixinglou stabbed Wang Shajia and killed the previous generation of Emperor Yun in the main hall.
Could it be that Lao Longtou was also involved in the assassination?
Li Yuan muttered in his heart.
Who is Wang Wenyuan?
The Tianzi killer of Zhaixinglou traveled with him in the capital of the gods when he assassinated the king, and was injured by Wan Zhuliu's sword... There was no such coincidence.
He doubted whether the old leader had also joined the Star Reaching Tower.
"...Wan Zhuliu's martial arts is close to that of a god or demon. This sword can't drive him away, and he can't drive him away. He has been stuck here for more than forty years after suffering the disaster of this fish in the pond."
Long Xixiang has been saying this since ancient times, and paused slightly when he came here:
"Today, the purpose of inviting you here is to remove this sword."
"Disciples must do their best!"
Li Yuan gathered his thoughts and held his hands in a solemn voice.
"I'm determined."
Long Xixiang's expression softened slightly, but he really didn't have much hope in his heart. It was not because Li Yuan was not talented enough, but because Wan Zhuliu was too overbearing.
For more than forty years, he fought fiercely with him every day, fighting countless times, but until the divine realm almost collapsed and shattered, he could not defeat a single move, let alone remove the sword intention.
"This knife...]
Li Yuan wanted to ask something, but Long Xixiang motioned for him to sit down. He pondered for a moment and talked about how to draw the sword.
This statement was the same as what the bronze tower master said. Li Yuan sat quietly and listened.
"Wan Zhuliu, who kills Xuan soldiers and subdues demons with the Dragon Divine Sword, is recognized as the best person in the world. This person's talent is so strong that it is unbelievable."
Long Xixiang did not urge Li Yuan to come forward, but told him some information about Wan Zhuliu, mainly his temperament, deeds, and his world-famous magical skills.
"Demon-Conquering Tiangang, Dragon Divine Sword."
Li Yuan nodded. These two magical arts were extremely famous. He had heard of them many times in some collections of books and even storytellers.
"Wan Zhuliu possesses all kinds of magical skills, the most famous of which are the two you mentioned. These are the magical skills he learned from the Demon-Suppressing Dragon Divine Sword."
Long Xixiang continued to explain.
He had a deep understanding of these two magical arts. After thousands of fights, he thought to himself that except for those old guys who were severely injured by Wan Zhuliu and were left to survive, there were few who were more familiar with them than him.
The magical power gained from the Demon-Suppressing Dragon Magic Sword?
Li Yuan's heart moved slightly as he thought of his Mysterious Whale Diagram of Splitting the Sea. After completing the Great Meridian Opening, he already had the foundation to understand the Black Whale Diagram.
"His Dragon Divine Sword has nine moves in total. There are not many moves, but the changes are seemingly endless. Don't think about breaking his moves. No one in this world can break his moves with skills. If you want to defeat him, you can only fight head-on!"
Long Xixiang explained these two magical skills, which were mostly his painful lessons.
"A head-on confrontation?"
Li Yuan listened attentively, comparing his previous experiences of being ravaged, and found that the old dragon head already understood it in detail, and had obviously thought of breaking the move.
"Wan Zhuliu, when he opened the meridians, has not yet cultivated the Dragon Divine Sword to the state of returning to its original nature, but it is definitely not something you can defeat."
Li Yuan nodded repeatedly. He was very obedient, mainly because he himself had suffered losses.
"Besides the Dragon Divine Sword, there is the Demon-Conquering Tiangang. When Wan Zhuliu opened his meridians, he still had the unbreakable Tiangang, but his true energy had also been condensed to the extreme. Ordinary true energy was like paper in front of him. He could poke it. break."
Long Xixiang was much more considerate than the bronze pagoda master and passed on his experience.
"Disciple understands."
After a long time, Li Yuan felt that he had a deeper understanding of Wan Zhuliu and was ready to try.
--Second, after he had mastered the art of opening meridians, he had not yet tried to draw his sword.
"No hurry."
Long Xixiang stopped him: "Although you have climbed to the sixth floor of the Dragon and Tiger Tower and have a deep understanding of the principles of fighting and killing, it is not enough to challenge him."
Seeing that Li Yuan was eager to try, Long Xixiang shook his head in his heart. He did not want Li Yuan to challenge him at this time, fearing that he would dampen his self-confidence. He had been reading his diary for decades without sleep these days.
I remembered that Long Xinglie had also been eager to try many years ago, and after a battle, he was depressed for several years before he came out of the shadow.
"Disciple, try first, it won't be a problem."
"No."
Long Xixiang refused flatly.
Li Yuan could not persuade him, so he had to sit down and listen to him continue.
"Wan Zhuliu reached the Grandmaster realm sixty years ago, and long before that, he had mastered hundreds of forms, which outlined his spiritual form that shocked the world, the 'Demon-Subduing Dragon God Form'."
"Demon-Subduing Dragon God Form?"
Li Yuan remembered the domineering dragon eyes he had glimpsed during a previous fight.
"To say that all forms are one form is a combination of form change, and to have both spirit and form is a spiritual form, which is a means that can only be obtained after entering the Tao. The prototype of the spiritual form must be condensed in the divine realm."
Long Xixiang had a bit of a cramming intention, and even talked about the realm after entering the Tao in advance.
Li Yuan was excited to hear this, and did not think it was a waste of time. He did not miss this difficult opportunity and asked about the secrets of the Grandmaster realm.
He had already received answers from the bronze tower master about various questions about refining organs, refining marrow and exchanging blood.
"When the blood and qi are sufficient, the strength is generated, and when the strength is sufficient, the internal qi is generated. When the internal qi is sufficient, it can be transformed into true qi. When the qi and spirit are combined, it can be transformed into gang, which can interact with the heaven and earth and absorb the power of the heaven and earth..."
Long Xixiang tried to make it easy to understand:
"The divine realm comes from visualization, touching the heaven and earth with the mind, and imprinting a corner of the heaven and earth in the heart. This is the prototype of the divine realm."
"The divine realm is the embodiment of the master's merits and deeds. The spirit, qi and spirit are all in it. The wonders of yin and yang are penetrated. The divine realm is self-formed, and then it is baptized by the earthly evil and heavenly gang, and it turns from virtual to real.]
"The three elements of spirit, qi and spirit are combined into one, and then merged with the qi of heaven and earth, then the form can be combined and transformed into a spiritual image! "
Boom!
As he spoke, Long Xixiang pointed his finger. Li Yuan looked in the direction of the sound and saw the mountains and rivers shaking, the sea of clouds surging, and a blue dragon that was several hundred meters long looming in it.
And under the cliff, the earth shook, as if an ancient giant elephant was roaring angrily, echoing the blue dragon from afar.
"Ang!"
"Roar!"
Above the lonely peak, the clouds rolled and spread.
Li Yuan looked up and felt that the huge creature was like a mythical dragon, surrounding the mountain. He could even hear the sound of scales rubbing against the mountain wall.
"Is this the confluence of dragon and elephant?"
"Yes."
Long Xixiang pointed his finger again, and the shadow of the dragon and elephant disappeared immediately.
"The practice of martial arts is to strengthen the body, but human power is limited. Even if you experience three transformations from qi and blood to change your form, change your form, and raise your own limits to the highest point, there is still a limit. "
As the clouds and mist rolled, Long Xixiang told his disciples about the mysteries of martial arts:
"Shape-changing is the last and perhaps the only realm to raise one's own limit, and whether it is refining the organs, refining the marrow or exchanging blood, it is just a variety of means to push the body to this limit. "
Li Yuan nodded.
He has a deep understanding of refining the organs and marrow, mainly from Old Han, and what Old Longtou said is almost the same as what Old Han said.
"Therefore, between changing the shape and exchanging blood, there are many cases of fighting across levels and winning in the martial arts world. Refining the organs and marrow is just a means to raise oneself to the limit of the human body. "
As he said, Long Xixiang glanced at Li Yuan:
"Human power is limited, but the world is boundless. Therefore, from seeking from the body to seeking from the world, it is also called entering the Tao, and it is also called a master. "
"Thank you, Master, for clearing up my doubts. "
Li Yuan bowed.
"You are young and extremely talented. You don't have to rush to break through. You should cherish the only chance to raise the limit of human body before entering the Dao, but you don't have to be too persistent. "
Long Xixiang said calmly:
"No matter how high the limit is, after the blood transfusion, it is only the power of a dragon. Not to mention the Jiaolong, not to mention the Linglong, even if it is a Tianlong, what? Compared with the heaven and earth, it is still sand. "
"Disciple understands."
Li Yuan bowed and remembered all these words in his heart:
"Refine the organs, refine the marrow and transfuse the blood, enter the Dao with yin and yang, Disha, Tiangang..."
After muttering in his heart, Li Yuan felt that the doubts accumulated in his heart were swept away. When he stood up, he looked at the other end of the iron chain again:
"Then disciple, go and try?"
"You?"
Long Xixiang frowned slightly, thinking that he was a little impetuous. After thinking about it, he waved his hand:
"No need to seek success, just treat it as honing martial arts, well, go. "
"Yes! "
Li Yuan took a deep breath, and Long Xixiang had already bent his finger and turned into a heavy hammer.
Li Yuan lifted it up and stepped to the edge of the cliff. The view here was wide, the clouds were rolling, and an iron rope stretched out for hundreds of meters, and there was a cliff thousands of feet below.
[…This environment is not good."
Li Yuan looked down. Having lived on the ground for two lifetimes, he was really afraid of heights.
But he changed his mind and suppressed the slight tremor. After all, if he really fell, it would not have any effect.
Huh
Li Yuan stepped lightly and landed on the iron rope. He was very good at light work, and the shaking of the iron rope had no effect on him.
In the mist, he strode forward, and after walking for hundreds of meters, the huge sword became clearer in his eyes. Before he reached the end, the familiar sword master, surrounded by divine light, was already walking slowly towards him.
"Hua La La"
The sound came like a tide.
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“Sixty swords?!”
Six years ago, Long Xinglie fought dozens of battles and only took more than sixty swords.
“This kid!”
Long Xixiang subconsciously approached the iron chain, and only reacted when he noticed the buzzing of the giant sword on the opposite side, and stepped back a few steps to avoid attracting the Tiangang-level Wan Zhuliu.
“Cool! "
On the iron chain, Li Yuan moved on the wind, showing amazing lightness, and a long hammer swam in the clouds like a blue dragon.
Compared to the last time, he had made amazing progress.
With thirty-six energy channels running through his body, his every move was a little faster than before, and this little bit made him feel much less stressed.
He didn't even activate any of his weapons in the sixty strikes, and he felt at ease.
Zheng!
But the next time, the joy in his heart was destroyed by a single strike.
The strike that could suppress the five senses came again, and Li Yuan blocked it with a horizontal hammer, but he was almost beheaded by the strike. It was the thunder dragon transformed by the true energy that blocked half of the strike for him.
"This strike, there is no solution."
Li Yuan retreated violently, surrounded by blue-black thunder dragons, blessing him and blocking the ubiquitous sword energy.
Bang!
After several more strikes, Li Yuan had to activate the six weapons and boots, including the Thunder Dragon Juntian Hammer. With the blessing of the magic weapon, he charged forward.
"Roar!"
On a certain lonely peak, Long Xixiang heard a violent dragon roar.
Li Yuan's body exploded.
"Ang!"
The dragon roared loudly.
On the lonely peak, Long Xixiang's old face was flushed, as if he had drunk the strongest immortal drunk:
"One hundred strikes!"