"Did you see Lu Mingfei's back when he left? How determined and exciting it was. Is this the power of youth?"
The setting sun folds under the shadow of the window lattice, and the patches of light reflect on the figure in a blue shirt, making her figure even more slender and straight.
Half of the young man's flawless face was hidden in the shadows, making his face more angular and his lips as thin as a sharp edge.
He smiled softly, not sure whether it was ridicule or appreciation. Finally, he looked back at the setting sun outside the window, then turned around and left.
"I thought you came to the kendo gym to spar with me."
Chu Zihang stood up holding the bamboo knife and looked at Li Longyuan's high-spirited departure.
"Let's wait another day. I suddenly realized that there is one more important thing that I haven't done yet."
Li Yongyuan didn't look back, he just raised his folding fan high and waved his hands coolly.
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"Is this your choice, or your decision?"
Beside the long root-carved tea table in the main hall, the immortal old man stretched out his hand to take a sip of tea, looking at the successor he was once proud of with a half-smile.
"Decide."
The young man sitting opposite had a cold voice.
"Maybe die."
When Li Chengqian became serious, no one thought that he was a waning old man. He was more like a liger who was killing countless ligers and claws in the Colosseum.
"It's my wish, but I dare not invite you."
The young man looked calmly into the old man's threatening eyes without hesitation.
With his face as wrinkled and cracked as an old tree, Li Chengqian suddenly smiled, very happily.
"This is the first time you have disobeyed me from the bottom of your heart."
"But what makes me happy is that I see a different light in your eyes. It is no longer a deep pool, no longer the best goodness like water, no longer the inaction of heaven."
"You have what you asked for, you have what you want to do, right?"
Of course Li Chengqian understood him and the successor who had been raising him single-handedly for seventeen years. Now he had reached the age where he could spread his wings and fly to a wider sky far away from himself.
"But I don't allow it!"
Li Chengqian's smile faded, and his voice suddenly became cold and stern. At this moment, they were no longer affectionate grandparents, but two kings looking at each other across the room.
Eriyi's bloodline is extremely unstable, something Li Yongyuan noticed very early on. For this reason, he read through all the orthodox ancient books and found that there was only one way to solve this matter 100% safely.
The bones and blood of the Dragon King!
The four kings he has met so far are the King of Bronze and Fire under the Yangtze River and the King of Earth and Mountain hiding in the Kyoto subway.
And he is going to kill one, maybe more than one!
The conditions for resolving the bloodline are stringent, so the path is clear. In this case, there is nothing to hesitate. The only remaining question is whether it's worth it or not. But he has decided.
"I'm playing a big game of chess. Can you move the pieces on the chessboard without permission?"
Li Chengqian stared at him quietly, this is his way of doing things, he is the only one who can play a chess game.
Even if Li Longyuan is the successor, Li Chengqian will not let him intervene until the time comes.
"I want to try."
The young man did not refute, but still persisted.
"Then try it."
Li Chengqian knew that he was ready. So he stood up, hunched over, and the dark shadow drawn by the candlelight from the ever-burning lamp behind him seemed infinitely taller and majestic.
"Li Tu!"
He shouted softly.
A figure of an old man wearing a square Tang suit and a sturdy back walked out of the gloom of the hall with bare hands.
"Li Xuan!"
He called again.
A green bamboo stick clicked against the palace tiles, and an old beggar in ragged clothes opened the door and walked in slowly, stopping at the foot of the palace steps.
"Li Bi!"
He shouted again.
A tough old man with a body as cold as jade appeared out of thin air in the center of the hall, holding a long sword-like sword and slowly bowing to Li Chengqian's position.
No, it doesn't appear out of thin air, but it is similar to Yanling? Mingzhao's ability to refract the surrounding light to hide itself. If you look more closely, you will find black veins flowing under the jade-like skin.
These three people are very different in terms of body shape and temperament, but the only thing they have in common is the boiling and thick blood around them and the golden eyes that have been ignited and burning.
Although they were in three directions at the moment, all respectfully saluting Li Chengqian, the energy was firmly locked on Li Longyuan the moment they appeared.
The old man in Taoist robes looked at the young man in front of him who was still silent. After thinking for a moment, his expression remained unchanged and he shouted loudly again.
"Li Ji!"
This sound was extremely penetrating, rolling and vibrating in the medium of air like the roar of a tiger and the roar of a dragon, almost sweeping across the entire Yunding Heavenly Palace.
After ten seconds of silence, there was a faint sound of thunder outside the hall, and then the huge thing suddenly fell down. The roof of the hall, which was covered with glazed tiles, made of bronze, and had multiple mortise and tenon structure beams, was directly knocked out of a large hole, and even the beams were knocked out. The winding spine-swallowing beasts on the pillars were smashed to pieces by this force.
A tall body of more than two meters stood up in the mess in the hall. He no longer looked like an old man, but a strong middle-aged man.
The short-cut commoner has an open chest, the sinewed chest and the exaggeratedly bulging muscles on both shoulders, all showing the terrifying power hidden in this body.
It is far more majestic than the six-dimensional numerical value of Li Yongyuan's character "Long" in the Street Fighter game, and more powerful than the tiger idiot "Xu Chu" who strips off his clothes and fights against horses in the Three Kingdoms.
And the moment he fell, the only way Li Longyuan could leave the hall was sealed, and the energy of four people in four directions was locked on him.
"Give him a sword."
Li Chengqian clapped his hands on the palace steps without looking at the four clan elders.
Hearing this, the old beggar directly grasped the handle of the green bamboo stick with both hands and twisted it, and the bamboo branches crackled and exploded, a bit like the aftershock of New Year's fireworks.
An ancient sword with cold light was revealed. It was not conspicuous under the dim candlelight. In the rising light mist, the sword blade gradually disappeared, leaving only a faint and slender sword shadow on the palace wall.
"The dragon is divided into shadows, and the wild geese forget to return home. I saw it today, and it is worthy of its name."
Seeing this magical scene, Li Longyuan couldn't help but sigh.
Li Xuan held the hilt of the green sword with one hand, and seemed to hold the air out of thin air with the other hand. He stepped forward and handed the sword to Li Longyuan.
"No need."
The young man put out his hand to stop him.
"I want to use Dragon Head Zhanjin, is that okay?"
Li Longyuan tilted his head and asked his grandfather with a smile, looking very relaxed.
"Bring the seven deadly sins together."
Li Chengqian clapped his hands again, and the jade-like Li Bi disappeared. When he reappeared dozens of breaths later, he was already carrying two iron boxes, one long and one short.
Li Longyuan stepped forward and took the silver-white, unobstructed long box, and opened it in front of everyone.
The crisp sound of Senhan's short stick and short spear merged into a nine-foot long spear, and the spear blade made of a dragon's head swallowed like cold light.
As for the seven deadly sins and the empty box, he had already kicked them aside.
"If I don't stop them, they won't hold back."
Li Chengqian had already retreated behind the screen in the hall, turned half of his body and looked at the young man who was holding a gun and proudly facing the four people surrounded.
"Survive."
The old man closed his cloudy eyes while muttering to himself.
The flash of swords and shadows began from this point on.
