Chapter 187: Weapons

After more than a hundred years, Xu Xuan returned to Mount Li again.

Mount Li was still exactly the same as before, even the location of the Iron Bamboo Forest had not changed.

There were more decorations and inscriptions around the mausoleum.

Xu Xuan walked along the road, and everyone followed behind him without saying a word.

They were mortals, and they could not understand what it was like after more than a hundred years. For them, ten years was a long time, and forty or fifty years could be said to be a sea of ​​changes.

After a long time, Xu Xuan talked to them.

"Congwu, you did a good job, and you have the style of your grandfather."

"It should be, and the civil and military officials are excellent. I just got a little bit of light." After receiving the praise from the True Lord, Li Congwu was as happy as a child.

"Why did you fight just now?" Xu Xuan asked.

Yun Wuya said, "It's like this. We had a little disagreement. Brother Li wanted to collect the magic weapons in the world and destroy the monster nest. I think the ancestral system cannot be violated, so I didn't agree to this request, so we fought."

"The monsters can't be destroyed unless you can infiltrate every corner and eliminate all the monsters at a fixed point, but this is impossible." Xu Xuan said, "Of course, the magic weapons can be collected. You will hand in your own magic weapons later, and I will teach you how to deal with monsters."

"The Heshi Bi is placed in Zhongnan Mountain. I will go back to get it later!"

Jin Jing and Jing Xie have been taken away by Xu Xuan.

"Okay, go down. I will practice in the mountain from now on. Also, there are two people at the foot of the mountain. You are responsible for settling them down."

"Yes!"

After that, Xu Xuan returned to Mount Li again.

At the foot of the mountain, Yun Wuya and Li Congwu walked side by side. They looked at each other. Li Congwu said, "Let's go. We will do it ourselves and let others send the magic weapons up."

"Okay, I'll go to Tianyi Road first." Yun Wuya said.

"I'm going to Shenxiao Dao."

Soon, the two walked down the mountain.

The Dao sect and the royal ministers came to greet them.

"Congratulations to the emperor for his great success!"

"Congratulations to the great master for his great success!"

Everyone was filled with joyful smiles.

The master of celestial phenomena means the prosperity of the sect, and two more people have been added to the list of martial arts legends.

There are rankings in the martial arts world, but the master of celestial phenomena will not be ranked. They symbolize the existence of martial arts myths.

"Your Majesty, who was that person just now?" Someone asked everyone's doubts.

"The Great Master of the Three Realms Dharma Teaching."

When these words came out, everyone didn't react for a while, and when they reacted, everyone was shocked.

"What? The master appeared?"

"It's the master, I guessed it right!!"

Everyone was in an uproar, forgetting etiquette, and forgetting the joy of His Majesty and the great master becoming masters.

Some people had some guesses in advance, but after all, they had not confirmed it. Now the great master and His Majesty have confirmed it in person, so is this thing still false?

"The Qi of the heavens is surging, and my Dao is flourishing!"

Some older people were very excited.

Once the True Lord appeared, they might be like that era, unifying the mountains and rivers, unifying the martial arts, and crushing all powerful enemies.

This news spread quickly.

The news of the True Lord's birth was like a big stone falling into a calm lake, causing huge waves in an instant.

As long as they are martial artists, even if they are demons on the bounty list, they all admire the True Lord. After all, he is the creator of magic weapons and the source of all skills.

A tavern in Chang'an City.

At this time, the tavern was crowded.

A knight asked the storyteller in the teahouse.

"Master Liu, I heard that you are well-informed. What is the matter with the True Lord of Mount Li?" When this was said, everyone pricked up their ears.

Master Liu was an old man in his sixties. He used to be an editor of Baixiao Pavilion's newspapers and was more informed than ordinary people.

"This is true. That day, the great master Yun Wuya and the emperor had a decisive battle on the top of Mount Li. Both of them broke through, but something went wrong in the middle. They couldn't stop their moves and were about to die together. Guess what?"

"Then it must be safe, otherwise it would have spread all over Chang'an."

"The key is who stopped the two great masters of astronomy... In a flash, a golden light flashed in the sky, auspicious clouds covered a hundred miles, and auspicious air washed away a thousand miles. A golden-armored god with a height of a hundred feet appeared in the clouds. This golden-armored god was the great master of the Three Realms Dharma..."

The storyteller was halfway through, and the knights couldn't listen any more.

He was also a hundred feet tall. Wouldn't the whole Chang'an see him?

Many people also confirmed that they did see such a person who stopped the fight between the two.

And the fire phoenix that flashed by that day was not fake. If only one person or two or three people saw it, it could be said to be an illusion. If everyone said so, then it really happened.

Some people also expressed doubts, wondering if it was a trick conspired by Yun Wuya and Li Congwu, especially after the Shenxiao Dao and Tianyi Dao handed over their magic weapons, this doubt became more and more.

Jinling, Qionglou.

Qionglou is three stories high, with a golden tile dome. There is a corridor outside the building, where all kinds of snacks are sold, and people come and go, from all walks of life.

There is a big stage in the center of the building, and seats are all around it, from the first floor to the third floor, all of them are full.

On the stage, someone is performing acrobatics, spitting fire, swallowing swords, climbing a mountain of knives, descending a sea of ​​fire, etc.

"Good!"

"Beautiful!"

The applause is thunderous, and the crowd cheers.

Ordinary people are just watching the excitement, and those who have some martial arts skills can see that the performers have high internal strength.

Soon, the highlight came.

A woman wearing a veil came on stage holding a pipa, and the sound of the pipa slowly began.

The mountains and rivers are round and smooth.

The noisy environment suddenly quieted down, and people with great pressure could not help but relax when they heard the music, and people with insomnia fell asleep immediately. No matter how big the things in their hearts are, they all disappear under the pipa music.

This is the Tianwaiyin magic skill of the Qionglou School.

Whenever there is a performance by a female disciple of Qionglou, almost every show is full, and the ticket price is very high. Even if you don’t know how to appreciate music, you know the benefits of listening to this kind of music.

In the backstage, a graceful woman with a scarf and a teardrop mole on the corner of her eye listened to the maid's report.

"Yinsha, has the news from Chang'an come?" The woman is Gu Mingyue, the owner of the current Qionglou Tower and the heir of Jiaoshouqin.

"I'm here. The royal family has replied. The True Lord is on the mountain. Master, shall we go there now?"

"Of course, we have been blessed by the True Lord for generations, and it's time to repay the debt."

All holders of magic weapons know that magic weapons absorb internal force, and it will be absorbed within a few months to a year before death. Even so, many holders of magic weapons will not easily give up magic weapons in their later years.

First, they don't know their own death date, and second, they are reluctant to give up the powerful power of magic weapons.

When the internal force is lost, anyway, the death date is approaching, and losing internal force for a few months will not be a big deal, which is considered to be paying rent for the magic weapon.

"But if we go directly, what if the magic weapon doesn't come back in the future?" The maid Yinsha said worriedly.

Not only her, but all sects are also worried, and some extreme people even think that it is just a lie of the emperor and the great true man.

"Don't worry about it. I believe in Yun Wuya. The True Lord gave it away easily back then, so there is no reason to take it back forever now. I'm going to Chang'an by chartering a train."

A hint of curiosity flashed in the woman's eyes.

Outside Chang'an City.

Young men and women in fine clothes and riding horses chased wild beasts, and their horses' hooves trampled on the fertile fields.

The farmers in the village cried and wailed.

Most of them were descendants of wealthy families and sects. They had lived in superior conditions since childhood and did not know the sufferings of the world. They usually walked their dogs and fought cocks, or hunted in the wild like today.

"You damn thing, don't step on my farmland!" Some farmers also cursed.

The people of Chang'an have always been tough. When the emperor traveled, they dared to curse when the team trampled on their farmland.

Today, I met a tough guy. There is no such thing as respectability for the dandies in Chang'an.

The leading dandy rode his horse around and whipped the farmer with a whip. The iron whip tore his skin and flesh, and the farmer fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. Even if he survived by chance, his life would be ruined.

"Good Kung Fu!"

"Haha, what kind of bug dares to scold our Eighth Prince!"

Everyone cheered and continued to look for the next place to have fun.

"I heard that the True Lord has returned?"

"This is true. My father plans to take me to the mountain to visit. If I am favored by the True Lord, I will definitely be a great master." A young man was very proud.

"True Lord, my dream lover." The red-dressed girl's eyes sparkled.

"What a courage, daring to make trouble under the feet of the emperor!"

At this time, two figures blocked the way of everyone.

A closer look showed that they were Zhang Yanran and Lin Qingfeng.

"Who are you?" The Eighth Prince looked down at the two from above.

"I saw injustice and drew my sword to help. What do you care who I am?" Lin Qingfeng sneered.

"Okay, okay, do you know who I am?" A handsome young man beside the Eighth Prince sneered.

"Who cares who you are! What does it have to do with me? But you trampled on the farmland and injured the farmers, I will take care of it!" Sensing the mithril armor given by the True Lord on his body, Lin Qingfeng felt more confident.

"I will kill you too!"

The two sides fought to a group.

Zhang Yanran didn't even use the pale bone sword. She beat everyone to a pulp and was in a mess. In the end, she apologized and paid money to settle the matter.

The two actually didn't know that the evil deeds of this group of people were far more than that. Although they were young, they actually killed many people in private; if they knew this, they would regret not killing them.

As more and more people confirmed that the rumors were credible, especially the confirmed news from the palace and the Taoist sect, everyone immediately believed it.

Some people said that the True Lord came to unify the martial arts world, and some people said that the True Lord appeared to eliminate the monsters.

For the martial arts elites in Chang'an, the appearance of the True Lord meant that the power of these orthodox Taoist sects was greatly strengthened. Even if they leaked a little, it would be enough for them to make a fortune and bless themselves and their descendants.

These dandies used the excuse of celebration to do evil things outside the city.

Almost everyone believed that the True Lord's descent to the world would definitely bring good things.

In the north of the city, the Baixiao Pavilion Historical Journal Branch.

The white-haired old man lowered his head to read a book, and his desk was in a mess.

Flutter flutter!

At this time, a white dove came from the window, and the old man uncovered the letter on the white dove's legs.

Seeing the contents inside, the old man smiled slightly, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

The gods came down to earth, bringing blessings? Benefits? Shade?

For those children who were celebrating and fantasizing about getting something for nothing, the old man said coldly with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth: "It's a good time, the world is full of blood, and the world is full of war; haha, it's another prosperous new atmosphere."