The sun rises in the east, and the wind and snow disappear.

Longyin Peak was quite lively. When Li Yuan came slowly, he saw a crowd of people outside Chu Xuankong's courtyard. It was a big banquet.

"This Hall Master Chu held a grand banquet. It is said that more than 600 invitations were sent out. For those who didn't know, they thought it was a grand master's ceremony!

On the mountain road, Li Yuan looked from a distance. Wang Peiyao, a policeman dressed in white fox fur, stood on one side and whispered:

"Not only did he invite the elders, helmsman, and deputy hall master, he also sent many invitations to the new inner disciples. Yue Zhongtian and others were also invited...

"It's really puzzling.

Li Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing. He just chatted with Wang Peiyao about the lively events in Hengshan City and the world in the past six months.

Miss Wang didn't have much talent in martial arts, and she only got strong through Li Yuan's guidance, but she was good at dealing with people and gathering information.

I have been in Hengshan City for less than a year, and I already know a lot about everything.

"A few days ago, a sister from Longyintang casually mentioned to me while we were having dinner that the senior brother was going down the mountain to pick up a big shot from the capital.

"A big shot in the capital?

Li Yuan's heart moved slightly.

Although the various martial arts performances will not start for more than two years, the sects further away may have already set off, and the number of people coming to join in the fun has recently increased.

There are only a few people who can make Long Xinglie welcome him from far away.

"According to the sister, the person who came seems to be the disciple of King Zhenwu...

"A disciple of King Zhenwu?

Li Yuan was shocked: "Yan Chunyang?

Zhenwu King Wan Zhuliu has been at the top of the divine list for decades, and is recognized as the best in the world. The Demon-Suppressing Dragon Divine Sword in his palm is unparalleled in killing.

He was the leader of the Zhenwu Hall, the Grand Master of the dynasty, and the Shangzhu Kingdom. He was not a martial artist. He commanded countless generals, but he only had a few disciples.

"I heard that King Zhenwu only has this disciple.

Wang Peiyao nodded, whether it was just a casual chat after drinking, she didn't find out the details, so naturally it's hard to say, Wan - what about King Zhenwu accepting another disciple?

Those who do intelligence work must not only keep their eyes and ears open, but also be accurate.

"This guy is very low-key.

Li Yuan thought for a while, except for his name, he really hadn't heard much about Yan Chunyang.

“Very low-key.”

Wang Peiyao nodded: "About this person, I only remember a rumor that is not true or false. It is said that when this person was born, thousands of temples in the imperial capital were shaken, and the gods blessed him...

It's quite an exaggeration anyway.

"It's quite exaggerated."

Li Yuan was a little careless, with wandering eyes, looking at a young man with a stern face and a long sword on his back not far away.

"Shan Hong, this is one of the two true legends of Longmen...

Wang Peiyao's voice was very low, but Shan Hong, who was dozens of meters away, still looked up, his eyes like lightning, as cold and solemn as a sharp blade drawn from its sheath.

"Senior Brother Shan Hong.

Li Yuan protected Wang Peiyao behind him without leaving any trace, and slightly cupped his hands in greeting.

"Li Yuan?"

Shan Hong glanced at it, but without returning the greeting, she walked straight to Chu Xuankong's yard.

"There are six true legends in the sect, two from each of the three branches. I heard that Shan Hong is interested in being the master of the Dragon Sect. He has visited the sect master many times before."

Wang Peiyao was a little frightened. With that glance, her eyes turned black. If Li Yuan hadn't blocked her, she would have been frightened.

"Um."

Li Yuan nodded. He had heard the news from Lingyin Seal, but his eyes flickered, but he didn't care about it.

But just at a glance, he saw the familiar and dazzling blood:

[Han Feng White Bone Sword (Level 6)]

..... Piles of white bones are pregnant with Yin iron, spiritual blood becomes a stream to quench the cold front, and the land of Yin evil gathers. The sword crafted by the master craftsman contains the sword spirit, and it has the hope of becoming a divine weapon...

[Conditions for control: the fourth level of worshiping the Bone Bodhisattva, the third level of worshiping gods, and successful marrow refining]

[Control effect: Level 7 (Light Gold): The heart of the sword is bright

Sixth level (yellow): fifth level of White Bone Bodhisattva method, Divine Sword Technique (remaining), White Bone method (remaining)]

A quasi-divine weapon that is expected to be among the divine weapons, and it comes from the Evil God Cult!

Shan Hong has gone far away, but Li Yuan seems to still be able to see the long sword with gold in the blood, and his heart is slightly solemn:

"The True Legend of Longhu Temple was also bewitched by the Evil God Cult?'

As soon as this thought flashed, Li Yuan felt something was wrong again.

There may be traitors in Longhu Temple and even other Taoist sects, but they are all seriously injured and dying, or they are old and dying.

Shan Hong was a true heir of Longhu Temple and was in the prime of life, so it was unlikely that he would join the Evil God Sect. Even if he did, he would not be able to bear the sword so openly.

On the mountain road, the two stopped for a long time. After chatting, Wang Peiyao came down the mountain with the golden ticket. She was responsible for collecting the bones and skins of spirit animals and recruiting shoemaking craftsmen.

"The Cult of Evil God is really everywhere."

Li Yuan thought to himself, not to mention longevity, the temptation to live longer is also huge.

He couldn't even resist practicing this magic skill, let alone those whose life span was approaching. This was the reason why the Evil God Cult kept banning it.

He looked at the dragon stele beside him. He was now ranked thirty-one on the dragon list, while Shan Hong was ranked third. He was successful in refining marrow, which was almost as different as Xin Wenhua.

"If I don't activate the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer, will I be able to defeat him?"

Li Yuan changed his mind.

For more than half a year, he would fight against Tongmai-level ghost-faced people on Hanging Mountain every now and then. With a Thunder Dragon Juntian Hammer, he could defeat them quickly.

And when Lao Han became a master of Tongmai, he could fight with a marrow refining warrior undefeated with a piece of divine armor.

But he also has two Thunder Dragon Juntian Hammers.

He thought to himself that even if Shan Hong was stronger than Huangfu Kun, he might not be his opponent, even if he didn't activate the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer.

But he quickly gave up the idea.

Xu Shi's martial arts has greatly improved, and he has magic weapons at hand, so he is actually a little eager to try it, which is undesirable.

"I'm a Taoist priest, not a martial artist. I don't have to be brave and ruthless... Either I can kill with one strike, or I have to wait for the opportunity."

Li Yuan's mind changed: "Well...if we attack by surprise, we should be able to kill him quickly?'

He has his own principles and bottom line.

As the saying goes, immortality cherishes life. What Taoists pursue is immortality, immortality and ascension. Although he is just a wild Taoist who is not a Taoist and is not recognized,

However, Li Daoye deeply believed in this and rejected any behavior that would endanger himself.

If he can make a sneak attack, he will make a sneak attack. If he cannot make a sneak attack, he will wait for the opportunity. This is his bottom line and must not be crossed.

"How do you say that? It's like a tiger lying on a deserted hill, hiding its minions...

Li Daoye thought in his heart. Seeing that it was almost noon, he took a brief inventory of the various weapons and boots on the gray stone platform.

Then he walked slowly towards Chu's house.

In broad daylight, in the Great Dragon Gate, he was naturally not afraid that Chu Xuankong would lose his mind, but it was not a bad thing to be on the safe side.

.....

The Chu residence was very lively, and the aroma of wine and meat could be heard far away.

With the support of several disciples, Chu Xuankong greeted him one by one. Seeing that his hair was gray and his eyes were cloudy, all the guests stood up to greet him, and they couldn't help but sigh and sigh in their hearts.

Before going into seclusion, Chu Xuankong had a handsome and well-maintained face. At first glance, he looked like a young man. But now, he looked like he was about to die.

"Enjoy yourselves!"

After meeting all the guests, Chu Xuankong returned to the backyard with the support of his disciples.

"Stand back."

He waved his hands and told the disciples to step aside. Chu Xuankong straightened his back. Apart from his gray hair, he was not old at all.

He walked into the room and took out the 'Thousand Spirits Savior Monument' from his sleeve robe. As soon as he exhaled his true energy, a red light seemed to shine in front of his eyes.

The thousand-eyed god opened his eyes in his heart:

"No.

"Still not?"

Chu Xuankong frowned:

"Then Li Yuanba, is the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer really in Longhu Temple?"
To be continued...