Chapter 625 Life and Death are Destined

Bang ~

Bang ~~

The strong wind surging above the scorched earth, and the sound of true qi bursting endlessly.

In the distance, the monster bird squatted on an old tree to watch the battle. Looking at the two people in the fierce confrontation, its eyes flashed from time to time.

Because of Li Yuan, he still has some impression of Han Chuijun, but he is just an old guy who is not yet a young man and has an ordinary qualification.

Even if you break through the twelfth floor of the tower, it will only make it a little interested.

There is nothing else, the talent is too poor, and the realm is too low.

But Li Yuan is different!

He was the one who opened the temple who fought all the way to the 36th floor of the Taoist squad and talented.

At this moment, in its sensing, Han Chuijun is certainly not as good as Li Yuan of the same level, but apart from the huge gap in talents, the talents of the two in fighting seem to be very different?

"It's a pity that the talent is too poor..."

The monster bird in the human head felt a little regretful. It was rare to meet a good Taoist soldier, but his talent was too poor. Even if he had made up all kinds of shapes and practiced a strange technique, he was only a talent of "Dragon and Phoenix in Man".

The gap with the god-demon-level Li Yuan is greater than that between grasshoppers and real dragons.

"roar!"

The lightning was dazzling, and the friction was intertwined and turned into a roar of thunder dragons. Han Chuijun attacked horizontally with a pestle, just like a thunder dragon exploring its head from the clouds, trying to spew out the world-destroying thunder to destroy all enemies.

"Old Han has made great progress!"

Li Yuan's eyes were very bright, and he actually noticed a trace of pressure?

Compared to a few years ago, Han Chuijun had a huge progress in both true energy and martial arts at this time. Although he suppressed the realm and restrained his sharpness, he did not use any control.

But it is rare in the world that can give him a little pressure in the same level!

"Bang!"

Appreciated in his heart, Li Yuan kept moving, and the heavy hammer in his palm rose, and the blue true energy surged behind him, hiding into the shadow of a dragon whale.

Boom!

The thunder exploded sharply and the air waves surged.

Li Yuan stood still, but Han Chuijun staggered back dozens of feet like he was struck by thunder. He plowed deep traces of scorched earth, surging soil, and smog and dust rolling.

"No more fight!"

Han Chuijun walked out of the smoke and dust, his hair was messy and quite embarrassed.

"You haven't lost yet, come again?"

Li Yuan was still not satisfied, and it felt really wonderful to give advice to Lao Han in turn.

“…”

Han Chuijun shook his arm, put away the demon-sinking pestle, his eyes were complicated, and his tone was sighing: "You just want me to have both hands, what else can I hit?"

Looking at Li Yuan standing tall and not even moving his steps, Han Chuijun was in a state of great emotion.

I still remember that when I first met, this boy was weak and could knock down a group with one hand. In less than ten years, it was completely turned upside down. Now this boy can hit a group with one hand.

"What are you saying? In this battle, my disciples are almost doing their best."

Li Yuan was very modest, mainly because he wanted to give advice to Lao Han.

"Yeah?"

Han Chuijun keenly noticed the boy's 'malice' and snorted coldly: "How much force did you use?"

"Ninety-nine!"

"You fart!"

Looking at the serious Li Yuan, Han Chuijun's beard floated up in anger: "You didn't even move your feet, why did you say 99%?"

"What? I think I can't afford to lose?"

"Well……"

Seeing that Lao Han was furious, Li Yuan could only answer truthfully:

"About 50%."

“It’s almost the same.”

Han Chuijun calmed down. Although he still felt that there was moisture in this kid's words, he no longer wanted to ask questions.

If this kid says, "Let's just count the strength," he will not vomit and bleeding.

"But I have done my best."

Even though he had known that he was far from his opponent, he still lost so thoroughly in the same level battle, Han Chuijun still felt a little sigh:

"It is worthy of being a god-demon-level talent."

‘This is not a god-demon-level talent…’

Li Yuan complained in his heart, but he didn't say it to attack Lao Han.

But in fact, even if he suppressed the realm, without the blessing of the military talisman, his own talent was only "worldly (Part 1). If it was really a god-demon-level talent...

...

At the foot of Bafang Mountain, Li Yuan lit a bonfire.

By the bonfire, the master and the apprentice exchanged martial arts. What is different from many years ago is that most of the time it is Li Yuan who speaks and Han Chuijun listens.

Lao Han didn't care about being taught martial arts by his disciples. He was sincere in practicing martial arts. When he encountered puzzled, he would ask him on his own initiative and accepted all the martial arts taught by Li Yuan.

"You are the thunder dragons born in the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, but they are not very similar. The disciple believes that you can practice both, and the primary and secondary will be up to you to decide."

Li Yuan tells his experience in practicing the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra.

Han Chuijun's entire practice comes from the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, so he gets started very quickly when practicing this magical skill. After all, he has more than 70 years of background, but he is naturally much inferior to him.

This has nothing to do with hard work, it is purely a gap in endowment.

Nowadays, even if Li Yuan does not have the blessing of the military talisman, his speed of practicing various martial arts is enough to make anyone in the world dumbfounded.

"Um."

Han Chuijun's words were concise and rarely interrupted Li Yuan's words except for inquiries.

Li Yuan didn't hide anything from Lao Han. When faced with inquiries, he would teach him everything he knew, just like when Lao Han told him about his martial arts.

Finally, he took out a silk book from his arms:

"This is the experience of my disciples over the years of practicing martial arts. You can watch it in your spare time, which may be of some benefit."

These days, or in three years, he has written many similar silk books for his old friends' own talents and martial arts, which are of course written specifically for Han Chuijun.

But unlike the silk book for the second brother, Fang Nuxia, and 80,000 miles, this booklet is closer to himself, because his path was derived from Han Chuijun, and the two were extremely similar.

"I'm interested."

Han Chuijun felt a little strange, and he had the illusion that he was a disciple, but he had always been careless and naturally took the booklet and read it.

"You..."

This silk book is not thick, it is only a few dozen pages, so it is naturally not a martial arts secret, but Han Chuijun's eyelids twitched and he immediately realized:

"Are you ready to leave?"

"Should be?"

Li Yuan was not sure. Pang Wenlong's meaning was to kill the cloud demon, thousands of eyes, and after thousands of gossip, he took the incense of the court to join him with two mysterious soldiers, and then set off before everything was ready.

"Oh my god."

Han Chuijun was a little yearning for it. He was naturally a piece of information about Tianshiyuan collected by Li Yuan. He was really interested in the great realm that claimed to gather countless outstanding talents.

"Tianshiyuan has many great medicines to change its own talents. When the disciples come back, I will bring you one."

Li Yuan was very optimistic about Han Chuijun, not only because of his master and apprentice status, but also the best choice among the warriors he has seen over the years. If he can make up for his lack of talent, it may not be possible to cultivate the divine palace.

"Of course it would be better."

Han Chuijun smiled. He never rejected the kindness of his disciples.

The Bafang Temple was very quiet under the night sky. The masters of several Dao Sects quietly studied the catalogue of Bafangs. The master and apprentice chatted for a long time. Li Yuan realized that he had finished all the martial arts experiences over the years, and it was already bright.

"Okay, I'm done with what I should say."

Han Chuijun quietly remembered Li Yuan's words and immediately began to drive people away.

“…”

Li Yuan was speechless, then smiled and waved his hand, ready to leave, his heart moved, and suddenly turned around and asked:

"You didn't tell me anything? I'm going to travel far, maybe I'll never go back."
To be continued...