There was silence in the hall.
Their eyes met, and the eyes of everyone in the hall fell on the young man who was bowing and worshiping, his clothes stained with blood.
Even the great true disciples and inner sect elders could not help but change their expressions.
The body tempering battle was nothing to them, and they had all experienced it more than once, but it was a bit scary to be able to win the wheel battle.
Even though he has dragon-shaped bones, he has only been studying martial arts for a few years and how long has he been a beginner?
Shi Hong frowned slightly, becoming more and more frightened.
Having nine forms means that he has excellent human roots and bones, and he can practice the Hammer Technique to the Great Perfection in one year, which shows that he has excellent talent.
Being able to jump over the ranks and fight on wheels shows that a person is courageous.
This is much scarier than Qiu Changying back then...
The great disciples looked at each other and saw the seriousness on each other's faces.
What was a little comforting was that after the eight-man wheel battle, Li Yuan's figure seemed a little unstable.
Although the disciples outside the hall who tried to stop Li Yuan were also strong, except for Gao Gang, they could hardly be called elites, and winning consecutive battles did not seem to be unacceptable.
"When Old Han was fully tempered, he had a record of slaying eight powerful men in one battle. With him in front, it wouldn't be too eye-catching..."
Li Yuan bowed. He was not seriously injured, but he still staggered into the hall. He glanced at the expressions of the true disciples from the corner of his eye and felt slightly calm.
He has searched for the true information of the past generations in the Divine Weapon Valley. Although he showed a little bit of information today, it was not too exaggerated.
Han Chuijun and the Valley Master Gong Yangyu were much more high-profile than him back then, and they may not even be higher than the Young Valley Master Shi Hong.
"good!"
After a brief silence, Bawanli was the first to cheer, sounding like a loud bell, waking up everyone in the hall.
Fang Baoluo glanced at Shi Hong, whose expression changed slightly, and his brows widened.
"Tempering the body to strengthen the inner body, winning consecutive battles, he is worthy of being a dragon-shaped bone!"
At the top, other sect leaders who were invited to watch the ceremony clasped their hands and sighed, with many praises.
Gong Yangyu smiled and nodded:
"Li Yuan of the Hammering Hall is extremely talented and friendly to fellow disciples. He can be the tenth true successor of the Divine Weapon Valley!"
Wow~
In the main hall, Fengzhong stepped out and said loudly:
"The owner of the valley has an order to give the new true successor Li Yuan:
A famous weapon, a dragon horse, an inner armor, a pair of six-spirit boots, a superior martial arts weapon and a killing hammer, and three small rejuvenation pills..."
"One hill on the inner island, three shops in the city, one mansion, one thousand acres of paddy field, one mine, two hundred taels of gold..."
"You can enter the inner building of the library, you can enter the Soldier Forging Valley..."
"...the Divine Guard has a set of heavy armor, and is appointed as the commander of the third battalion and the third team of the Divine Guard...has the right to recommend handyman disciples and Divine Guard soldiers..."
"We can recruit ten nominal disciples, with the same treatment as outer disciples, and three direct disciples, with the same treatment as inner disciples."
…
There was silence in the main hall, with only the sound of the wind echoing, and many sect leaders of small sects looked envious.
The inner disciples outside the palace gate were even more jealous. Only Gao Gang, who had a black face, sighed.
This set of rewards is richer than ten thousand taels of gold, and it also has the power to command hundreds of divine guards. This is the real power.
Even if a true disciple of the Divine Weapon Valley only takes the position for one day, the rewards he receives will be enough to support a small family.
But this is not the case for the vast majority of Divine Weapon Valley disciples.
Status, treatment, weapons, housing, gold, power...
Li Yuan's heart beat a little faster. The treatment of the true disciples was indeed far better than that of the inner disciples. This gap was like that between officials and officials.
If you take a part of this wave of rewards, it will be enough to advance the weapon master to the fifth level!
A real big deal!
"Thank you Valley Master!"
Li Yuan bowed and bowed again, slightly understanding Qiu Zhengxiong's indignation.
In the 12th Divine Weapon Valley True Story, the Inner Sect and the Valley Master lineage each have two quotas, and Qiu Zhengxiong has one quota for himself. This loss is indescribable.
Not big.
Not only gold and silver, but also the Divine Guards.
The hundred-man divine guard, led by true disciples, is a force that can conquer cities and territories...
"Um."
Gong Yangyu nodded, glanced at everyone in the hall, and then waved his hand for Li Yuan to take a seat. The true inheritance had been decided, and it was time to start the banquet.
Li Yuan was not in a hurry to sit down. After responding to the congratulations of Bawanli and Fang Baoluo, he pointed to the fainting inner disciple on the ground:
"Valley Master, this senior brother's beard and hair are all white. Could it be that he is young?"
The dragon-shaped root bone seems to have one more breakthrough limit than the ordinary high-grade root bones. He has no disadvantage in fighting against the inner strong disciples. At first, he did not use the palm weapon, until the old guy burst out...
"White shock!"
Bawanli snorted coldly and looked at Qiu Zhengxiong:
"This old guy got started earlier than me. I'm afraid he's not even sixty years old, so what do you say?"
"For disrupting the True Inheritance Ceremony, according to the sect's rules, you should give up your martial arts, deprive yourself of your identity, and be driven out of Zhelong Mansion!"
Shi Hong waved his hand, and someone came forward and dragged the old man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead down.
Bawanli wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Fang Baoluo. Li Yuan didn't stop him either, but just glanced at the young valley master.
Shi Hong, who has two forms, can only be regarded as an ordinary high-class person, has an average family background, and has no connections, but he can surpass Qiu Changying and become the number one true disciple in the contemporary era, naturally because of his excellent understanding.
It is the only common connection among all the true disciples in the contemporary era...
…
After the reward, Li Yuan followed Gong Yangyu to the Patriarch Hall, met with all the ancestors, and recited the sect rules several times before returning to the grand ceremony.
The true feast was not as lively as expected, and Li Yuan truly felt Lao Han's popularity.
Among the elders of the inner sect, only Elder Kuyue had a few words with him, and the elders of the outer sect were only Feng Zhongji and the other two. Naturally, the only true disciples were his two senior brothers.
But he had already expected it, and he didn't want to forcefully break into Shi Hong's circle.
Just toasting with Bawanli and Fang Baoluo, there were many sect leaders and elders from other small and medium-sized sects in Zhelong Mansion who came to toast.
But it was just a polite clinking of glasses, and in the end they went back to Shi Hong.
"snort!"
Li Yuan didn't care much, but Bai Wanli was quite dissatisfied, but he didn't have an attack, but the sound of clinking glasses was much louder.
"Valley Master, Lao Han, Qiu Zhengxiong..."
Li Yuan was thinking while drinking with his two senior brothers.
There are no sects in the valley, and there are all kinds of strange things. The Valley of Divine Soldiers is called a sect, which is actually a prince. They sit in the same palace and govern tens of millions of lives. They are extremely powerful and naturally, there are many battles.
He also gathered them together, the Valley Masters Gong Yangyu and Shi Hong were the largest, followed by the descendants of the aristocratic family headed by Qiu Zhengxiong.
Compared with these two people, Han Chuijun seems to be a bit lonely, and because of his violent behavior, people stay away from him.
But because of his violent behavior, few people provoked him in the past many years.
"I haven't messed with you for many years, and now you run into me?"
Li Yuan was speechless.
The reason why unspoken rules are unspoken rules is naturally because only a very small number of people can profit from them.
For example, true biography promotion.
It has been a rule for thousands of years that all inner disciples must be recruited to be promoted to true successors, and helping fellow disciples is an unspoken rule that has been passed down for many years.
There are many talented disciples who are the true disciples at the beginning, and they only learn martial arts at the beginning. How can they have the strength to defeat all the inner sects?
Hidden rules will naturally follow.
Normally inner sect disciples have to fight all over the same sect, but the disciples that the five elders want to accept do not need to do this.
Just like when Qiu Changying became the true successor, there was no one to stop him.
He should have been like this, so Han Chuijun never mentioned the process of the True Inheritance Ceremony to him at all.
Because it was just going through the motions.
Halfway through the banquet, Gong Yangyu and several elders left, and the rest of the true disciples also dispersed.
Only Li is left on the table
When Yuan and the three of them were together, Fang Baoluo suddenly lowered his voice: "I heard that a few years ago, Master Gu injured his internal organs while practicing..."
"Um?"
Eighty thousand miles of drunkenness did not hear it, but Li Yuan's eyes narrowed, a little understanding, but also a little unlucky.
"Since ancient times, the position of Valley Master has been held by the strong..."
Fang Baoluo didn't say much. After taking a deep look at Li Yuan, he dragged Bao Wanli away. He couldn't rest assured if he didn't send this big guy back.
"The position of Valley Master?"
Li Yuan twirled his wine glass, feeling enlightened.
Gongyang Yusheng has the shape of thirteen dragons, and has been steadily suppressing the five elders for more than seventy years. He is as strong as Old Han and cannot be shaken.
But if something happens to him, neither Shi Hong nor the other elders can suppress Old Han...
"How unpopular is Lao Han? No one agrees with him being the Valley Master?"
Li Yuan was speechless.
But it is also clear that there are huge interests involved, and it is not just a matter of popularity.
Zhelong Mansion and the counties under its jurisdiction have a population of no less than ten million households, and the annual tax revenue is a huge amount of money.
Such huge benefits...
Putting down the wine glass, Li Yuan stood up unsteadily. Apart from being a little regretful about his newly bought clothes, overall, he was very satisfied.
After staggering out of the hall, he glanced at a few true disciples drinking together in the darkness of the night not far away.
"Shi Hong, Young Valley Master..."
…
…
On one side of the main hall, in the pavilion next to the shade of a tree, there is a maid holding a lamp and a stove warming wine. Several great disciples are having a drink here.
"Dragon-shaped root bones are truly extraordinary and can be compared to ordinary high-quality root bones. Even if the body is not fully tempered, it can strengthen its internal strength even in battles. When he becomes internally strong, won't he be able to fight and change his form?"
The young man dressed in white put down his wine glass and glanced at Li Yuan's leaving figure.
His name is Ding Zhi, another true disciple of Gongyang Yu’s sect, second only to Eighty Wanli among the top ten true disciples.
"Senior Brother Ding is joking. The difference between the tempered body and the internal strength is only a thousand catties of strength. The dragon-shaped root bone can make up for the gap between them, but the gap between the internal strength and the transformed body cannot be made up by the root bone."
Some people shook their heads and laughed.
The man was wearing a long black robe, with a jet-black sword at his side, and his voice was cold. His name was Long Sheng, a true disciple of the Gun Soldier Hall.
"That is to say, there are not many elites outside the palace today. If Junior Sister Fang, Junior Brother Sha and others are here, how can we allow him to fight beyond the ranks?"
Several true disciples clinked glasses and drank, with many sneers in their words.
Only Shi Hong frowned and remained silent, holding a glass of wine in his hand for a long time without drinking it.
"This kid's talent is good, but he has just tempered his body and has already changed shape after ten years. How can he threaten you?"
Ding Zhi clinked glasses with him and joked slightly drunkenly:
"If you are really worried, why not..."
"Back off."
Shi Hong waved his hand and dismissed the serving maid.
Seeing this, the smiles on the other people's faces disappeared. Ding Zhi's smile also froze, and most of his drunkenness disappeared immediately:
"Teacher, senior brother, you don't really want to..."
"Han Chuijun just quelled the chaos, not dead."
Shi Hong glared at him and drank the wine in one gulp.
"Han Chuijun..."
The atmosphere of the small banquet suddenly became solemn, and the breathing of several true disciples became slightly rapid.
They are all true descendants of the same sect, so they naturally know how big the gap between them can be if they are both transformed.
It’s not like those wild people outside who think that they are shapeshifters and think that the gap between them and Han Chuijun is not that big...
"Senior brother, have you ever seen Elder Han take action?"
Long Sheng asked.
The other true disciples are also very interested. They have been warned by their teachers not to provoke Han Chuijun since they started, but they still have no idea how high his martial arts is.
"No. Everyone inside and outside the sect who has seen him take action, except Master and Elder Qiu, are all dead..."
Shi Hong shook his head: "Even Master, I haven't seen him take action in thirty years. I only know that when he transformed into a form, he killed the meridians master."
"Shape-changing to kill Tongmai?!"
The hearts of several true disciples all trembled. The gap between inner strength and physical transformation was huge, how could it be so small between physical transformation and open channels?
They had only heard about the stories of fighting across ranks after changing form, from rumors in the world.
Those people are all big shots in Daozhou.
"Yes, shape-shifting, killing and opening the meridians..."
Shi Hong's expression became solemn, but there was one sentence he didn't say.
Han Chuijun once used shape-changing to kill Tongmai, and that was more than fifty years ago.
…
After the small banquet, Shi Hong came to a quiet courtyard behind the main hall.
The early summer night was quite cool, but when he arrived here, he could feel the scalding heat rushing towards his face.
'Master's Qi and blood are so strong, is it really hurting the internal organs?
Shi Hong bowed and waited, and after a while, he received a response.
In the small courtyard, there are flowers and plants, old trees and springs. Gongyang Yu sits cross-legged under the tree, breathing almost nothing.
"Master!"
Shi Hong bowed.
Gong Yangyu slowly opened his eyes, and the courtyard seemed to light up for a moment. He looked at Shi Hong who lowered his head and asked:
"What do you think of Li Yuan?"
"Dragon-shaped root bones, extremely talented, better than Junior Sister Qiu, also, better than me."
Shi Hong sighed softly, found a clean place, and sat on the ground, very calmly:
"The disciples are not as good as him."
"His bones may not stop at the nine-shaped form, but may be close to the dragon-shaped form!"
Gong Yangyu said:
"In the past hundred years, the only ones in Gu Nei who are more talented than him are probably me and Han Chuijun!"
Shi Hong's heart trembled and his breathing became short.
Even when he broke through the Tongmai, he did not get such evaluation from Gong Yangyu.
"Perhaps Han Chuijun is no longer missing."
Gong Yangyu looked at the stars in the night sky:
"If I had met him ten years earlier, no, five years earlier, I would have personally accepted him as my disciple, taught him the secrets of my sect, and made him the young master of the valley."
Shi Hong's eyes dimmed slightly, but he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Unfortunately, it's too late."
Gong Yangyu felt a little regretful and asked instead:
"Do you know the relationship between me and Han Chuijun?"
"Disciple, I don't know."
Shi Hong shook his head.
"In the land of one government, there are tens of millions of households. How many large and small sects and powers are there? There are three other major sects outside, and there is a government office inside..."
Gong Yangyu talked about the difficulties of running the sect. Shi Hong heard it many times and could only continue to listen.
"Han Chuijun and I are mutually exclusive."
Gong Yangyu stood up and walked under the tree: "As the leader of a sect, there are many things that I can't say or do.
But someone has to do these things, do you understand? "
"Disciple understands."
"You don't understand! If you wanted to understand, you wouldn't target Li Yuan today!"
Looking at Shi Hong, Gong Yangyu's eyes were a little disappointed:
“In the past few decades, there has been quite a bit of depression in the valley.
The true successors of your generation, except for you, Qiu Changying, and 80,000 Li, can barely stand up, but the rest of them cannot support the sect or the territory of one government, let alone three governments? "
"Li Yuan's talent is not inferior to that of Han Chuijun. He will definitely be your helper in the future, but you can't tolerate him?"
