Chapter 143: The Thousand-Jun Cave

"Destroy the whole family?!"

Li Yuan was shocked.

When the news from Pinggou County came, he even thought that Han Chuijun was aiming for the position of the master of Qianjun Cave, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated Old Han.

If so, it makes sense that the Valley Master Gong Yangyu and the true disciples of the elders all went to Pinggou County. "Old Han..."

Fang Yunxiu let out a long breath, took out a pill and swallowed it, and her complexion improved a little, and she talked about this trip to Pinggou. Li Yuan pulled out a chair for her to sit down, and was also quite curious about their trip.

"Someone in Pinggou County held a banquet for thousands of elders. When we arrived, it was too late. Every household in Pinggou County closed their doors and almost became a den of ghosts." Even after several months, when Fang Yunxiu mentioned this matter, there was still shock and anger on his face:

"The banquet for thousands of elders and the banquet for thousands of infants are both means to please the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva". The one who held the blood sacrifice was Sima Gui, the elder of the inner sect of Qianjun Cave. He was over 120 years old and would not live long. "

"Another blood sacrifice? "

Li Yuan's eyelids twitched wildly, and he smelled blood from Fang Yunxiu's words.

The death of thousands of people would be a shocking case anywhere, not to mention blood sacrifice.

"Blood sacrifice is a taboo. Once someone holds it, everyone in the world can punish him, but only a few people have succeeded in the past thousand years.

Fang Yunxiu said while taking a breath.

It is too evil to please the gods with blood sacrifice. Once it is done, it will be spurned by the world. In addition, there are very few people who succeed in pleasing the gods. Therefore, from ancient times to the present, there are very few people who dare to take risks, and there are even fewer who succeed.

"Did he succeed?" Li Yuan's eyes condensed.

"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 Tongmai in one fell swoop, and he succeeded in refining the internal organs!"

"White hair turned black? Success in refining the internal organs?" Li Yuan murmured.

He had only heard of such things in legends, and at this moment, he felt a sense of absurdity that the legend had become reality. White hair turned black, he really had never seen it before...

"Then what?" Li Yuan asked.

Only when you have completed the meridians can you refine your organs. As far as he knows, only the master of the Divine Weapon Valley has successfully refined his organs. This is the top master of the prefecture, and he is even better than his elder Su Wanxiong and others.

"Then..."

Fang Yunxiu's expression changed: "Then, Old Han took action and beat him to death, and raised his head to worship the old people who died in the blood sacrifice..."

"Change your form to kill and refine your organs?!" Li Yuan was a little stunned.

He knew that Old Han was fierce, but he didn't expect him to be so fierce.

He broke through the inner strength, and was blessed by the palm of arms, and it was a sneak attack that killed Ding Zhi, and the difference between the two was only one realm.

"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 the time, but no one saw it. They only knew that Sima Gui was dead.

Has Old Han opened his meridians? Or has he changed his form?

Li Yuan's mind was full of mixed thoughts. He hadn't even gathered the Great Dragon Form yet.

He had no idea what realm the Hundred Forms was, but it still made him feel incredible to kill an enemy across two realms.

"Maybe that old beast has an unstable foundation."

"Keep it safe."

Fang Yunxiu took out a booklet from her chest: "This is what Old Han asked me to give you. He also asked me to tell you to keep it close to you

Qianjun Qigong!

Li Yuan reached out to take it. He didn't need to turn it over to know that this was the booklet that Old Han had shown him before.

But Fang Yunxiu had to bring this booklet back, which meant that Old Han knew that he couldn't come back in a short time, and even...

"Old Han is not a reckless person. If he dares to take action, he must have some confidence, right?"

Li Yuan was a little worried.

Seeing his worries, Fang Yunxiu wanted to say something, but didn't know how to comfort him.

After all, Qianjun Cave was a big sect that had been in charge of a prefecture for a thousand years. There were many masters in the sect, and there were three thousand Qianjun guards. Its cave master was also a famous master for many years.

How easy is it to compete?

"The Valley Master and his men have already gone to Pinggou, so I think everything should be alright, right?"

The two of them were silent for a while, and it was Li Yuan who spoke first, feeling somewhat uneasy.

As far as he knew, behind Qianjun Cave was the Huailong Palace.

After the Great Yun Dynasty divided the world, the 'Huailong Palace' was the nominal lord of Huizhou.

This...

"It should be alright."

Fang Yunxiu nodded, her face heavy.

She lost interest in talking, so Li Yuan took the opportunity to say goodbye.

Returning to the Hammer Soldier Hall, Li Yuan still felt shaken in his heart, and couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts.

In the past six months, the Zhelong Mansion has been shaken many times, the Evil God Cult has been in chaos, and some people have openly hunted down their disciples. The Divine Weapon Valley is very passive and seems to be able to only defend itself.

Now it seems...

Somehow, Li Yuan thought of Gong Yangyu, the Valley Master who once couldn't suppress the internal fighting of the sect in his eyes.

"Is it really that Old Han wants to wipe out the family?"

Li Yuan felt uneasy and turned to look for Fang Baoluo, but he found nothing. After asking around, he found out that he had hurried down the mountain after receiving a letter a few days ago.

Traveling with him were Ba Wan and other true disciples. "I have only been forging iron for half a month, and this..."

Li Yuan rubbed his face. This was more stressful than the pressure brought to him by the Red Dragon Fish King.

If the four major sects were to fight, it would be almost impossible for him to practice martial arts, forge iron, and study quietly. "Now, the storm is coming."

Li Yuan felt a great sense of urgency in his heart. He swallowed a pill and started practicing martial arts with a hammer. With the blessing of many forging hammers, his hammering skills progressed very quickly and were almost successful. "Not fast enough, not enough...

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···... Whoosh

The night wind blew gently, and a small boat went down the river and sped along the Grand Canal.

On the boat, Sha Pingying wiped the blood-stained iron rod and looked nervously at both sides of the river, his face pale: "Mr. Han, how are you injured?"

"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 were any other warrior who was successful in opening meridians or even refining internal organs, he would be 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 themselves, kill 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. Under the grimace mask, there was no blood at all: "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 Taizu Pang live for more than four hundred years?"

Han Chuijun glanced at him, took out the silk cloth and wiped the pocket hammer. The jade hammer was stained with blood that was 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 cult was banned repeatedly, and why countless people continued to follow it despite knowing that the method of worshiping gods was dangerous. Who doesn’t want to be young again, who doesn’t want to live a second life?

"Here we come!" Suddenly, Han Chuijun raised his eyes.

Sha Pingying was startled, but he saw more than a dozen large ships going upstream on the river, flying the Qianjun flag. "Master Qianjun Cave!"

Sha Pingying's expression changed drastically. Those big ships were filled with masters holding weapons. A long distance away, a cold drink came:

"Han Chuijun, you practiced the Evil God Dharma first, and you killed my sect elder last. Today, I will punish you!" On the Five Tooth Ship, a silver-haired old man stood with his hands behind his back, and a spear in his palm glowed with a dark light. .

Across the land, 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 figures flickering in the woods on both sides of the river. 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 as wide as a dike some distance away. "call!"

A lonely boat floated by. Gongyang Yu stepped on it and actually moved with the wind, sweeping a hundred feet away. "Kill my true sect first, then Goulian Evil God Cult later..."

Five colors of light shone around him, as if he was flying against the wind, and his voice was louder than the sound of the surging river: "Behead 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.

Boom!

In the night, it rained continuously. "breathe!"

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

One day, with a sharp sound of clanking gold and iron, all the hammer shadows in the sky disappeared.

"Squeak~!"

Li Yuan gripped the sledgehammer tightly, glanced at the little mouse squeaking 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'll leave."