The big one is coming!

When he caught a glimpse of that white light, Li Yuan's heartbeat accelerated.

Taoist robes, monks, one foot tall, the true energy takes shape...

This feature was so distinctive that he almost instantly determined the identity of the visitor, Zen Master Fulong, Long Xixiang, a master-level giant who had a thorough understanding of the changes in yin and yang!

"It's really here!"

Outside the door, Li Yuan's heart beat like a drum.

A few meters away, under bright white light, the little monk wearing a Taoist robe sat cross-legged and meditated, his facial features, hands and feet as smooth as jade, lifelike.

Even though he had seen the true energy transformed many times in the mysterious realm of Xuan Bing, when he saw it in the real world, Li Yuan still felt a little dizzy and his mouth was dry.

A wisp of true energy transformed into a human being across thousands of miles. This method was simply a miracle in the previous life!

What a magical trick...

"Zhizhi"

The little mouse crawled into the sleeves and robes, trembling with fear.

Li Yuan came back to his senses and hurriedly bowed and saluted:

"Junior Li Yuan, meet Zen Master Fulong!"

"Li Yuan..."

There is a faint white light inside the house.

Li Yuan heard the sound of "rustling" and glanced around, only to see the one-foot-tall Zen Master Fulong pulling out a pile of letters from nowhere and flipping through them while mumbling something.

Li Yuan vaguely heard words such as "old guy", "threatening me" and "Wang Wenyuan".

"It turns out it's because this old guy recommended me a disciple..."

The white light converged, and Long Xixiang touched the smooth back of his head, and then he understood the cause and effect.

In the past few decades, the sect has been eager to find a successor for him, but he himself didn't care much. If it hadn't been for this letter, he wouldn't have been able to separate his true energy at this moment.

As soon as his thoughts changed, he looked outside the room: "What is your name?"

"...Junior Li Yuan."

Li Yuan was startled. He was busy and polite, and felt something strange in his heart. Is this man suffering from amnesia?

"Oh, Li Yuan."

In the room, Long Xixiang nodded, took out another piece of thick letter paper, read it as if no one else was around, and muttered something:

"Li Yuan, the true successor of the Divine Weapon Valley, has eight forms, has excellent understanding, and is a wizard in making weapons. He is only twenty years old..."

call

The night breeze outside the house was gentle, Li Yuan calmed down and his thoughts were divergent.

Is this Zen Master Fulong really forgetful?

Or is it because of the transformation of true energy?

"Well, it's rare for old thief Wang to be serious for once, but he's a bit of an inner sect..."

After a while, Long Xixiang put down the letter in his hand, raised his head, and looked up and down:

"Ape-like arms and wasp-like waist, with a spine like a dragon, not bad... Well, the inner Qi has been completed, is it easy to form a Dacheng?"

Inside the room, Long Xixiang lowered his head and looked at the words on the letterhead such as "Strengthened internally" and "Suspected to be in the shape of a big dragon", and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Outside the house, Li Yuan swallowed a Xiao Shen Huan Dan, which relieved the strength of his hands and feet to digest the medicine.

Soon, all the slight fatigue was gone and I returned to my peak condition.

"...The juniors are too lazy!"

After being silent for a while, Long Xixiang finally spoke, speaking slowly and slowly, completely inconsistent with his childish appearance:

"Besides the Battle of the Fighting Hammer, have you ever learned any other martial arts?"

This is a face-to-face exam.

Li Yuan took a deep breath. Wang Wenyuan's letter was just a stepping stone. Whether he could win the eyes of Zen Master Fulong or not depends on him.

Fortunately, he was already prepared.

"I also learned some swords, guns and clubs."

Li Yuan bowed. He remembered Wang Wenyuan's letter saying that this Zen Master Fulong was skilled in a hundred weapons. If he wanted to catch his eye, he would naturally fall in love with him.

In fact, with the weapon in hand, he is really good at hundreds of weapons, but the other weapons are not as good as the hammer.

As he bowed, his mind turned, and the weapons on the gray stone platform shimmered. This was what he was doing.

Weapons collected to meet various basic map control conditions,

There are swords, guns and clubs.

"oh?"

Long Xixiang raised his hand, and a flash of white light flew through the sky.

Li Yuan stretched out his hand to take it, only to feel a slight coldness in his hand, and then it turned into a three-foot long sword.

He shook it slightly, and the sword was sharp and sharp. It felt and weighed like a real sword.

"Practice."

Long Xixiang moved his position, facing the door, raised his head slightly, and signaled Li Yuan to take action.

"Please give me some advice, senior."

Li Yuan took a deep breath and flicked his sword. The light of the sword swept across the night wind, cutting ripples in the air wherever it passed.

Over the years, Li Yuan has learned about ten or twenty martial arts. Although there are not many sword techniques, for now, besides the hammer technique, his sword technique is the best.

Without him, the Fire Dragon Sword is in hand.

Zheng!

When Li Yuan flicked the sword and moved, he had already mastered the Fire Dragon Sword. He had fully satisfied the conditions for controlling this quasi-magical weapon: "Dragon-shaped root bone" and "dragon shape".

Buzz!

As he wielded the Fire Dragon Sword, Li Yuan's body trembled slightly, and his somewhat restless heart instantly calmed down. Even the surrounding environment became quiet.

Night wind, snow, dust, fallen leaves...

At this time, Li Yuan felt that the surrounding environment had slowed down, and with the long sword as the center, a radius of several feet was reflected in his heart.

‘The sword’s heart is clear!”

Li Yuan, who had already tried to control the Fire Dragon Sword, was no different. He followed the trend, using Night Wind as his enemy, and displayed his sword skills.

The clear heart of the sword is the greatest reward of mastering the Fire Dragon Sword.

The heart of the sword is not the key, transparency is. This blessing is not limited to swordsmanship, but has a great blessing effect on all kinds of martial arts.

"Huh?"

Inside the house, Long Xixiang didn't pay much attention at all, but he suddenly heard the sound of a sword and couldn't help but his expression moved slightly.

But he saw the square-inch sword in the small courtyard. The sword energy was as vertical and horizontal as the sea, surging like the tide, and a pure white sword edge jumped out of the sea of ​​​​swords like a dragon, like a sword, like a rainbow.

"Then Mr. Wang is so generous?"

Long Xixiang was slightly startled. Swordsmanship and sword moves didn't matter to him, but what they contained made him look a little sideways.

How could Old Ghost Wang send a seedling with such great talent to him?

Zheng!

Along with the sound of the sword, Li Yuan felt his right hand sink, and the long sword suddenly turned into a long-handled heavy hammer.

"call!"

Li Yuan's moves changed, and various hammering techniques were used accordingly.

After more than a month of high-pressure training, Lao Han has perfected the weapon fighting hammer, and even the six-shaped ancient elephant hammer has gone a long way towards perfection.

At this moment, he did not use his control, but under the blessing of the Fire Dragon Sword, his mind was like a clear mirror, and there was no flaw in every move. Regardless of the timing, the strength had reached an extremely exquisite level.

Zheng!
Chapter completed!