Chapter 163 Fishing and Blackmail

"Bait? How can I help?"

Li Yuan was slightly startled, thinking of Liang Ashui's bait. Could it be that the old man also found it?

But seeing him smiling without saying anything, staring at him straight, he realized that the old man wanted to use him as bait!

"I..."

Li Yuan subconsciously wanted to refuse, but the words turned around and changed:

"It's not impossible..."

"Oh?"

Jing Shuhu narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had found a lot of excuses on the way, such as 'Masters have to go through hardships and ups and downs, jade can't be made into a tool without grinding'.

But now it seems that it can't be used?

"You have to pay more!"

Li Yuan's mind is quite active. Jing Shuhu has found the bamboo forest, so he must have discussed it with Lei Jingchuan.

It's hard to refuse, so it's better to take the opportunity to ask for some benefits.

"Ahem~"

Jing Shuhu almost choked on his saliva, glared at him unhappily, but didn't refuse:

"What do you want?"

"God... ahem, inner armor, heavy armor, bow and arrows, well, at least a top-grade famous weapon."

Li Yuan opened his mouth loudly.

"Get lost!"

Jing Shuhu almost laughed out of anger, but after thinking about it, he still agreed: "Just one, no more!"

Are you really giving it to me?

Seeing him so straightforward, Li Yuan began to murmur in his heart: "No, you should tell me what you are going to fish for first!"

"The spy wrote that someone from Sanyuanwu sneaked into Zhelongfu City, and it is suspected that there are elders and true disciples leading the team."

Jing Shuhu did not hide it: "Before the Sanyuanwu army arrives, we must pull this group of people out!"

After a slight pause, he added: "Perhaps, there are also remnants of the Evil God Cult and Qianjun Cave."

"Ah?"

Li Yuan was a little stunned and asked suspiciously: "Are you sure I can lead these people out?"

"You underestimate yourself too much."

Jing Shuhu took another sip of wine and looked at him with a smile:

"Dragon-shaped bones, a genius in casting weapons, and a disciple of Han Chuijun, these titles are added together, which spy would not want to kill you?"

"This..."

Li Yuan thought of his rising bounty on the stone tablet of the Zhaixing Tower stronghold, and he couldn't help but hesitate.

He rarely went down the mountain, and he really didn't know how famous he was outside.

But listening to this, it seems to be quite a lot?

Jing Shuhu put away the wine gourd and said:

"I can give you a top-grade inner armor for self-defense. If you wear the one you beat before, even a master of Tongmai can't kill you in one blow."

He had prepared the inner armor before he came.

"This..."

Li Yuan thought for a while: "Disciple thinks one inner armor is enough, how about changing to a bow?"

Qiu Changying's soul-chasing arrows left a deep impression on him. These days, he has also collected bows and arrows.

However, most of the Qiu family disciples in Lichen Hall followed Qiu Zhengxiong to Dechang Prefecture, and he only got two in total, which was not enough to join the army.

"Top-grade famous longbow, your appetite is really big."

Jing Shuhu frowned. Even for him, every time he took a weapon from the Divine Weapon Pavilion, he would beat another one to make up for it.

A bow of top-grade famous weapon is not easy to make, and it takes several years to make it...

"Well, how about a sword?"

Jing Shuhu still felt a little pain, but seeing Li Yuan lowering his head to eat the lamb leg again, he could only agree helplessly:

"I can give it to you, but you have to make two or three top-grade famous weapons for me later, well, you don't have to pay for the materials!"

"This..."

Li Yuan frowned and put forward a condition: "Then, you have to give me two taels of refined gold..."

"You still want refined gold?"

Jing Shuhu's face sank: "Let's talk about it when you have perfected the weapon casting technique. You still want refined gold, do you think this thing is easy to make?"

"Then, one tael?"

Li Yuan took a step back.

Refined gold is a rare material that can only be used to forge magic weapons. At least one tael can be extracted from at least three thousand taels of gold. Not only is it precious, but the extraction process is also very cumbersome and troublesome.

He asked many times, and the refined gold in the Weapon Casting Valley was in Jing Shuhu's hands.

"One tael, well, let's talk about it when we get back."

Jing Shuhu thought for a moment: "If this trip goes well, I can give you one tael after I come back, but you have to buy..."

"Okay!"

Li Yuan jumped up and grabbed his greasy hands:

"Deal!"

"Get lost!"

Jing Shuhu waved his sleeves to shoo away the mercenary boy, his eyes full of disgust:

"Get ready, go down the mountain early tomorrow morning, I will follow you in the dark..."

...

...

[Hundred-year-old Wild Ox Bow (Level 5)]

[The lifespan of an ox is twenty years, and the lifespan of a spirit ox is two hundred years... The master craftsman took the tendons of a hundred-year-old spirit ox, soaked them in a secret medicinal soup for ten years, and mixed them with various gold and iron to make it spiritual...]

[Control conditions: Thousand-pound force, ox shape, perfect any arrow method]

[Control effect: Level 5 (light yellow): archery talent, spirit ox tendons

Level 4 (green): eyes as sharp as a torch, shooting stones and drinking feathers]

What a good bow!

On the black-sailed boat, Li Yuan reluctantly withdrew his gaze. The bow was very good, but the old man was very cunning.

Jing Shuhu came to the door early in the morning with a bow, but he carried it on his back. If he couldn't catch any fish, he would have no chance to get the bow.

He was really cunning.

"The Divine Weapon Pavilion has a lot of good things. They can take out top-grade famous weapons, top-grade famous weapons, and divine weapons?"

Li Yuan muttered in his heart. He had never entered the Divine Weapon Pavilion, nor the secret building.

"Why did Brother Li suddenly want to go down the mountain?"

Liang Ashui was the one who rowed the boat. After he was far away from the river bank, he spoke: "Is it not appropriate to go down the mountain at this time?"

During this period of time, buying fish and the friendship of "fishing friends", the two of them no longer had the awkwardness they had before.

"Before the beginning of spring, all the business in the city must be counted. You can't go down the mountain without it."

Li Yuan prepared an excuse.

"It's just some business, you..."

Liang Ashui shook his head and suddenly realized when he saw the two boats following him.

He was putting himself in his shoes, forgetting that there are "guardians" when the true teachings go out...

"The Sanyuanwu army is coming, and the city is on high alert, so there won't be any danger."

Li Yuan changed the subject and asked about the red dragon fish.

"It's not easy to catch."

Liang Ashui couldn't help but sigh: "I have never seen such a difficult fish in my life. It should be easier to catch after the weather gets warmer, right?"

In half a year, Liang Ashui also became famous in the inner island. Although he caught few red dragon fish, he caught more than 25 other spiritual fish.

This doesn't include what he eats himself.

"Brother Liang, remember to keep them for me."

"Of course."

Liang Ashui nodded.

Some time ago, he was almost tricked by a few old inner disciples. After that, the first person he considered when he had fish was Li Yuan.

After a few words of conversation, Li Yuan had reached the other side, and Yu Jin and the other four followed from a distance.

After Liang Ashui looked from afar, he turned back to the bow with a sour heart. The treatment of the true disciples was really beyond imagination.

He had inquired that the old soldiers kept in the valley were at least shape-shifting warriors!

"Fishing is also a technical job!"

After getting on the carriage, Li Yuan muttered in his heart that this time node was wrong.

Before the Sanyuanwu army approached, the city was under martial law. He, a true genius who usually stayed at home, suddenly appeared. Anyone would have to be suspicious.

"They hid very well, and the Supervisory Hall couldn't find them, but as long as we can meet, everything will be fine."

Li Yuan was naturally confident that he would take this job.

The fifth-level weapon-controlling talisman can sense the light of weapons within 20 meters. Although the city is large, as long as he has patience, he can find them even if they hide underground.

After all, the knife and sickle technique of Sanyuanwu is very special.

"But before that, I can take a good look around."

Lying on the carriage, Li Yuan took out a book and slowly flipped through it. He already had an idea in his mind.

He didn't go down the mountain before, firstly because he was obsessed with practicing martial arts and forging iron, and secondly because he was really afraid of assassination.

But now, with the close protection of a master who has achieved great success in Tongmai, what is he afraid of?

He has to go around everywhere, including the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva Temple and the Remaining God Temple!

...

More than a hundred feet behind Li Yuan's carriage, Jing Shuhu followed slowly, his footsteps were brisk, and he caught up with the carriage.

Several disciples of the Supervisory Hall had a hard time, following quickly while reporting intelligence.

"According to the information sent by the secret agents, the people who came here in secret this time should be the elder Xiao Zongyuan of Sanyuanwu and his disciple Ba Yunhe..."

"A few months ago, before the Valley Master took action, Qianjun Cave's 'Guan Tianhao' had disappeared. It is suspected that he also came to Zhelong Mansion, but I don't know if he is in the city."

"The remnants of the Evil God Cult should have been eliminated, but since Su Wanxiong is not dead, he may sneak back..."

"The young Valley Master has passed Yunjing County and should be able to return to Zhelong in more than half a month."

...

Several disciples of the Supervisory Hall reported various information in a deep voice.

Not only Zhelong Mansion, but also the information about the recent situation of several major sects is very detailed.

Jing Shuhu suddenly asked:

"What about Han Chuijun?"

"Ah?"

The disciples were slightly startled, but the leading disciple answered respectfully with admiration:

"It is said that Elder Han is not in Dechang Prefecture, but led the two true disciples of the Hammer Soldier Hall to Geyun Prefecture to contain Liexue Mountain..."

"This old guy."

Jing Shuhu paused, then quickened his pace, leaving only a cold snort.

"Do you think you can wear the Red Flame Spirit Dragon Armor whenever you want? Aren't you afraid of dying in Geyun Prefecture? Humph, it's better to die."

The disciples of the Supervisory Hall looked at each other and quickly followed.

...

...

Huhu~

Beyond Wan, under Geyun Mountain, the Pingjiang Grand Canal was majestic, running through the wind and snow to the east.

Two small boats went down the river.

Bawan squatted on a small boat, waving his palms as big as a palm fan to slap the water to speed up the boat.

But even so, he couldn't keep up with the black sail boat in front.

"Ba Wan!"

Suddenly, Han Chuijun, who was sitting cross-legged on the black-sailed boat, spoke. His voice was not loud, and the wind and snow could not blow it away.

"Disciple is here!"

Ba Wan stood up suddenly, and the boat was almost stepped under the water by him.

"Go back to the sect!"

Han Chuijun glanced at him: "Your body is too conspicuous, it is too easy to be discovered with you."

"How can anyone recognize me?"

Ba Wan stared, he was already disguised very well.

"..."

Fang Baoluo almost laughed out loud.

"Your junior brother is alone in the mountain, and I am a little worried."

Han Chuijun held a letter, his eyes were subtle: "After returning, keep an eye on Shi Hong."

"Ah?"

Ba Wan was stunned: "Does Shi Hong dare to attack my junior brother?"

"He didn't before, but he may not be afraid in the future."

Han Chuijun's eyes flickered.

Judging from himself, he felt that Shi Hong would not only attack Li Yuan, but might even target the Hammer Soldier Hall.

If he wasn't so far away and had something important to do, he would have killed the kid right away to prevent future trouble.

"What?"

Fang Baoluo was slightly startled and subconsciously looked at the letter: "Master, what is this letter?"

"The letter is very good, and your junior brother is also very good."

Han Chuijun threw the letter to him: "The talent of a master craftsman, I underestimated him..."

Those who practice hammering may not be able to cast weapons. The latter is much more troublesome than the former. He also studied the art of casting weapons in the past, but he couldn't compare with Jing Shuhu, so he had no choice but to give up.

"The talent of a master craftsman?!"

Fang Baoluo was shocked, and Ba Wan on the boat behind him also widened his eyes: "What master craftsman? Junior brother?!"

The weight of the two words "master craftsman" is as heavy as a mountain for the disciples of the Divine Weapon Valley.

"If Junior Brother has the talent of a master craftsman, then Shi Hong shouldn't have attacked Junior Brother, right?"

Fang Baoluo was shocked and stuttered: "He, he is the young master of the valley..."

"What did I teach you?"

Han Chuijun glanced at him coldly, and Fang Baoluo immediately lowered his head: "When you encounter, eliminate the worst possibility first! But, but..."

"Remember what I said, at any time and in any matter, you must take the initiative! Don't wait to be killed before thinking about fighting back!"

Han Chuijun glanced at Ba Wan who nodded repeatedly:

"After returning, go to the Weapon Casting Valley to find Jing Shuhu first. He knows what to do!"

"Slow, slow..."

Fang Baoluo was terrified: "Master, Master, you are not going to kill Shi Hong, are you? Valley Master..."

"Just on guard."

Han Chuijun stuffed the letter into his sleeve and said lightly: "Even if he is killed, what can it be? At most, he will be compensated with a young valley master with better talent and understanding!"

"This..."

"Good!"

Fang Baoluo felt a little numb. Ba Wan had already cheered loudly, ignoring the former's wild winks.

"Disciple believes that this matter needs to be considered in the long run. Shi Hong can't be so unwise. Disciple..."

Fang Baoluo stared at Ba Wan fiercely. He felt extremely tired. He always felt that he was out of place among his master and brothers.

Even if he has the talent of a master craftsman, so what? He hasn't become a master craftsman yet!

Can this shake Shi Hong's position as the young valley master?

He has heard that Shi Hong has been passed on the five-color five-weapon spiritual energy, which is almost certain to be the next valley master.

"You still don't understand the weight of a master craftsman, even if you only have the possibility of becoming one..."

Han Chuijun slowly stood up, looking at the huge ships that appeared one after another downstream, and said calmly:

"Didn't you ask me why we dared to destroy Qianjun Cave and why I dared to stop Liexue Mountain alone?"

"I'll tell you now!"

"Huh?!"

Fang Baoluo's heart was shocked, but he saw his master take a step forward and land on the surging river.

Then, a real flame rose from his body? !

"This?!"

Not only Fang Baoluo, but also Ba Wan, who was holding a heavy hammer and looking at him as if facing a great enemy, couldn't help but look over with horror.

"One thousand four hundred years ago, when the ancestor traveled around the world and passed by Shenbing Mountain, he saw red flames rising from the cold pool..."

"A dragon fish rose into the sky in the night, a hundred feet long, like a dragon, roaring to the sky, with flames surging all over its body..."

Crack!

When Han Chuijun spoke, Fang Baoluo and the others heard the sound of bones rubbing against each other.

But they saw that on their master's open arms, under the flames, there were palm-sized scales emerging!

The scales looked like dragon scales, and they "grew" out of his body at a speed visible to the naked eye, covering his entire body!

Huh!

The weak flames suddenly became brighter, as if there was really a flame burning from his body.

"Ancestor, kill this fish king, draw its blood for medicine, cut its meat for pills, take its tendons for bows, and turn its inner pills into beads..."

Han Chuijun shook his neck, enduring the pain of the flames burning his body. There seemed to be horns growing on his head, like a dragon head:

"Peel off its skin for armor, which is the one I am wearing, the Red Flame Dragon Armor!"