"Kill the whole family?!"
Li Yuan was shocked.
When the news from Pinggou County came, he even thought about Han Chuijun's ambition to be the master of Qianjun Cave, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated Lao Han.
If this is the case, it makes sense that the Valley Master Gong Yangyu, the elders, and the true disciples all rushed to Pinggou County.
"Mr. Han..."
Fang Yunxiu let out a long breath, took out the elixir and swallowed one. His face just improved a little, and he talked about this trip to Ping Gou.
Li Yuan pulled out the chair for her to sit down, and was quite curious about their trip.
"Someone held a 'Thousand Old Man's Banquet' in Pinggou County. By the time we arrived, it was too late. Every household in Pinggou County was closed and almost filled with ghosts." "
Even after several months, when this matter was mentioned, Fang Yunxiu still had shock and anger on his face:
"The Banquet of Thousand Old Men and the Banquet of Thousand Infants are both ways to please the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva. The person who performed the blood sacrifice is Sima Gui, the elder of the inner gate of Qianjun Cave. He is over a hundred and twelve years old and will not die soon."
"Another blood sacrifice?"
Li Yuan's eyelids twitched wildly, smelling blood from Fang Yunxiu's words.
The death of thousands of people would be a shocking crime anywhere, let alone a blood sacrifice.
"Blood sacrifice is taboo. Once someone performs it, everyone in the world will kill it. However, for thousands of years, only a few people have succeeded."
Fang Yunxiu said with a soothing breath.
Using blood sacrifice to please the gods is too cruel, and once you do it, you will be scorned by the world. In addition, there are very few people who succeed in pleasing the gods. Therefore, throughout the ages, there are very few people who dare to take risks, and even fewer who succeed.
"He succeeded?"
Li Yuan's eyes narrowed.
"Yes, he succeeded!"
Fang Yunxiu nodded: "No one thought he could really succeed, but I saw with my own eyes that his white hair turned black.
And he broke through the meridians in one fell swoop and succeeded in refining the internal organs! "
"White hair turning black? Have you succeeded in refining your internal organs?"
Li Yuan murmured.
He had only heard of this kind of thing from legends, and now he felt as if the legend had become a reality.
He has never seen white hair turn black...
"Then what?"
Li Yuan asked.
Only those who have successfully opened up the meridians can refine the internal organs. As far as he knows, only the owner of the Divine Weapon Valley can successfully refine the internal organs.
This is the top master in this palace, still above Elder Kuyue, Su Wanxiong and others.
"Then……"
Fang Yunxiu's expression changed: "Then, Mr. Han took action and beat him to death, and then raised his head to worship the old people who died in the blood sacrifice..."
"Shape-changing, killing and refining the internal organs?!"
Li Yuan was a little stunned.
He knew that Old Han was fierce, but he didn't expect it to be so fierce.
He broke through the inner strength, and had the blessing of the palm weapon. He still killed Ding Zhi with a sneak attack, and the gap between the two was only one level.
"How did you do it?!"
"I don't know, no one saw it."
Fang Yunxiu shook her head. She was much more shocked than Li Yuan at that time, but no one saw it. They only knew that Sima Gui was dead.
'Is Lao Han's pulse clear? Or has it changed its shape? "
Li Yuan's heart was filled with distracting thoughts. He didn't even get the dragon shape together.
He had no idea what realm the Hundred Forms was in, but killing enemies across two realms still made him feel incredible.
"Perhaps that old beast's foundation is not stable."
Fang Yunxiu took out a booklet from his arms and said, "This is what Mr. Han asked me to give to you, and he asked me to keep it close to you."
Qianjun Qigong!
Li Yuan reached out and took it. He knew without flipping through it that it was the booklet that Old Han had shown him before.
But Fang Yunxiu is asked to bring this book back, which shows that Lao Han knows that he will not be able to come back in a short time, and even...
"Old Han is not reckless. If he dares to take action, he must be somewhat confident, right?"
Li Yuan was a little worried.
Seeing his worries, Fang Yunxiu wanted to say something
Well, but I don’t know how to comfort him.
After all, Qianjun Cave is a large sect that has been in charge of a palace for thousands of years. There are many masters in the sect, including three thousand Qianjun Guards. Its cave master is also a master who has been famous for many years.
How easy is it to compete?
"Valley Master and the others have rushed to Pinggou. I think everything will be fine, right?"
The two were silent for a while, but Li Yuan spoke first, feeling really uneasy.
As far as he knew, behind Qianjun Cave was Huailong Palace.
After the Universiade Dynasty divided the world, it was the nominal lord of Huizhou, "Huailong Palace".
this……
"It should be fine."
Fang Yunxiu nodded, his face heavy.
She was no longer interested in talking, so Li Yuan took the opportunity to leave.
…
After returning to the Hammer Soldier Hall, Li Yuan still felt shocked in his heart, and he couldn't help but have wild thoughts.
In the past six months, Zhelong Mansion has experienced many turmoils. The Evil God Sect has caused chaos, and even more people have openly hunted down their disciples. The Divine Weapon Valley has been very passive, and it seems that it can only parry.
Now it seems...
Somehow, Li Yuan thought of Gong Yangyu, the Valley Master who once couldn't suppress the sect's infighting in his eyes.
"Is it true that Old Han wants to destroy the family?"
Li Yuan felt uneasy and turned around to look for Fang Baoluo, but in vain. After asking around, he found out that he hurried down the mountain after receiving a letter a few days ago.
Accompanying him were eighty thousand miles and other true disciples.
"I've only been practicing for half a month, and this..."
Li Yuan rubbed his face, this was more pressure than the Red Arowana King brought to him.
If the four major sects were at war, it would be almost impossible for him to quietly practice martial arts and study.
"Now, the storm is coming."
Li Yuan felt a great sense of urgency in his heart, swallowed a pill, held the hammer and started practicing martial arts.
With the blessing of many forging hammers, his hammering skills have advanced very quickly and are almost complete.
"Not fast enough, not enough..."
…
…
Huhu~
The night wind blows gently, and a small boat floats down the river and speeds along the Grand Canal.
On the small boat, Shapingying wiped the blood-stained iron rod and looked at both sides of the river nervously, his face slightly pale:
"Mr. Han, how are your injuries?"
"Can't die."
Han Chuijun sat cross-legged, with a strong smell of blood lingering around his body: "The method of worshiping gods is truly worthy of the name of magic. That old guy actually hurt me..."
He pressed his chest lightly, and under the gray clothes, there was a ferocious palm print that was transparent from front to back, and the internal organs could be seen.
The divine palm strike that Sima Gui made before his death actually penetrated his inner armor and Henglian. This was the power of refining internal organs and blood sacrifice.
That is to say, his muscles and bones are inhuman. If it had been replaced by other warriors who were successful in opening meridians or even refining internal organs, they would have been beaten into a pool of blood.
He changed his form, killed and refined his internal organs, but he was not seriously injured yet.
Sha Pingying was a little numb. Even in the past few months, every time he thought of him, he was still shocked.
But what surprised him even more was:
"Mr. Han, do gods really exist in this world?"
There were some astonishing masters in the world who could transform their bodies and refine their internal organs, but the blood sacrifice to please the gods completely overturned his belief.
"If you believe it, you have it; if you don't believe it, you don't have it."
Han Chuijun raised his head and swallowed a whole bottle of Yuanbu Dan. There was no blood under the grimace mask:
"Even if it is true, it's not impossible to kill!"
"White hair turns black and youth returns to youth. Is the method of worshiping gods really the method of immortality?"
Sha Pingying's heart trembled slightly. When he hunted down the demons of the Evil God Cult a few years ago, he also obtained some of the evil magic.
He had scoffed before, but now he wished he could return to the sect immediately and read it again word for word.
"Otherwise, how could Pang Taizu live for more than four hundred years?"
Han Chuijun glanced at him, took out the silk cloth and wiped his pocket hammer. The jade hammer was stained with
Stained with blood that is difficult to wipe off.
"Then have you ever seen the method of worshiping gods?"
Han Chuijun frowned: "Asking here and there, whether I have learned it or not, what does it have to do with you?"
"Curious, just curious."
Sha Ping Ying chatted endlessly, but his heart was full of distracting thoughts.
It wasn't until he experienced this that he understood why the Evil God Cult was banned repeatedly, and why countless people continued to follow it even though they knew the method of worshiping gods was dangerous.
Who doesn’t want to be young again, who doesn’t want to live a second life?
"coming!"
Suddenly, Han Chuijun raised his eyes.
Sha Pingying was startled, but he saw more than a dozen large ships going upstream on the river, with the "Qianjun" flag hanging high.
"Master Qianjun Cave!"
Sha Pingying's expression changed drastically. Those big ships were filled with masters holding weapons.
A few miles away, a cold drink came:
"Han Chuijun, you practiced the Evil God Dharma first, and then killed my sect elders. Today, I will punish you!"
On the Five Tooth Ship, a silver-haired old man stood with his hands behind his back, a spear in his palm glowing with light.
Across the distance, Sha Pingying felt a chill in his heart.
The Qianjun Cave Master's martial arts skills are not comparable to that of Sima Gui who is about to break through. He is a master who is not inferior to his own Valley Master.
"Just you?"
Han Chuijun sneered and suddenly raised his head.
Phew!
There seemed to be an eagle flapping its wings.
On the Five Tooth Ship, the Qianjun Cave Master’s expression changed and he looked up into the sky.
But he saw a goshawk with wings spread about 10 feet swooping down. On top of it, an old man who looked like a wild lion was laughing and stretching his bow.
"Soul-Chasing Arrow, Qiu Zhengxiong!"
On the big ship, the expressions of many masters from Qianjun Cave changed. They looked around and saw flickering figures in the woods on both sides.
In the Grand Canal, I don’t know when more boats will appear.
"This this……"
Looking at the familiar faces on the boat, Sha Pingying was stunned.
When Han Chuijun moved his feet, the small boat was like an arrow from its string, shooting directly at the large ship that was a few miles away and stretched across the embankment.
"call!"
A lonely boat floated by. Gongyang Yu stepped on it and actually moved with the wind, sweeping a hundred feet away.
"Kill me the true sect first, and the Goulian Evil God Cult later..."
Five colors of light shimmered around him, as if he was flying against the wind, and his voice was louder than the sound of the surging river:
"Kill them all, kill them all!"
…
…
Fang Yunxiu's return made Li Yuan feel uneasy.
He has always been prepared for danger in times of peace. After he sensed the urgency, he practiced even more diligently. Apart from blacksmithing as usual, he almost never left home.
Click!
In the night, it rained continuously.
"call!"
"suck!"
In the small courtyard, Li Yuan raised the hammer and moved it. His movements were not fast, but the shadow of the hammer was airtight, and a large area of wind and rain was blown away.
Zheng~
At a certain moment, with a sharp sound of gold and iron clanking, all the hammer shadows in the sky disappeared.
"Squeak~!"
Li Yuan gripped the sledgehammer tightly, glanced at the squeaking little mouse under the eaves, and looked at the courtyard door:
"who?"
"Have you read the letter of recommendation?"
There was a faint sound outside the courtyard gate, and Li Yuan didn't even recognize the man or woman.
Star-catching tower?
Li Yuan's heart was slightly shaken, knowing that this was the person Wang Wenyuan was talking about: "Who are you?"
"Look, open the door. If you don't look, I'm leaving."
