Chapter 15 The Grandfather

Whispering

The night wind blew slowly across the river, creating a few ripples.

"The Grand Canal of Pingjiang will benefit the world for generations to come!"

The moonlight was bright, and Yu Xuanji was leaning on the railing on a merchant ship. In the night, merchant ships could be seen sailing down the river.

The Grand Canal of Pingjiang runs directly through the two provinces, six states and twenty-one prefectures, and radiates to even more prefectures.

The waterway is like a lifeline, connecting the prefectures of various provinces. It can be said that the Great Yun Dynasty unified the nineteen states for more than a thousand years, which is also closely related to this Grand Canal.

Before the Great Yun, no other dynasty could unify the nineteen states for such a long time.

"I heard that when this river was dug, all the immortals on land had taken action?"

On the deck, Yu Xuanfeng slowly closed his fist, sweating all over.

"Except for the Great Yun Taizu, no one could drive those great masters to dig the river."

Yu Xuanji nodded, feeling a little emotional.

The rivers are changed, the mountains are moved, and the grandeur of the Pingjiang Grand Canal also shows the strength of the country in the past.

Only those who have mastered the marrow and gathered yin and yang can be called masters. This is already the top of a state and a great figure who controls the livelihoods of millions of people.

Not to mention the grand master?

The grand master in all dynasties is also a figure like a god on earth, and a giant who founded each school.

Except for the four hundred years when the great ancestor of Dayun was in power, who could drive him?

"It's really pitiful to be in the same generation as that Great Fortune Grandmaster. The ancestors of each family are such great figures that they actually want to dig a canal."

Yu Xuanfeng shook his head. He had no desire for this. He wiped the sweat off his body:

"Sister, who is Wang Wenyuan? How could he persuade my uncle? Would my uncle really want to accept a disciple?"

Long Xixiang is one of the people with the best bones, the best understanding, and the highest martial arts in the three hundred years of Longhu Temple, except for the founder Long Yingchan.

The last time he accepted a disciple was decades ago. If he accepts another one, it will be a disciple.

Once he accepts a disciple, it will definitely shake the world.

"Wang Wenyuan should be a pseudonym. There is no such name among the masters in the world, but the letter said that he traveled to the imperial capital with my uncle. Then, this person is really extraordinary..."

Yu Xuanji's eyes flickered.

She remembered that her uncle was seriously injured when he ventured into the imperial capital. Even with the help of the ancestor, he still did not recover for decades.

The injury was so serious that even his magical power and rejuvenation could not completely eliminate it.

"As for whether the master uncle will accept a disciple, how can we speculate? However, after the news spread, it is said that many brothers in the sect were alarmed and came out of retreat."

Walking on the deck to enjoy the night view, Yu Xuanji looked a little subtle: "Maybe someone is on the way."

"This..."

Yu Xuanfeng was a little suspicious: "Sister, it's not you who spread the news?"

"Why would I do such a thing?"

Yu Xuanji glared at his stupid brother: "It's about the master uncle. Those who dare to leak it in the sect are nothing more than those few..."

"Those few."

Yu Xuanfeng was suddenly shocked: "Those few Are you still talking about the mantle of the master's great master?"

"The master's great master is only one step away from being a land immortal. If it weren't for the lack of rejuvenation, he might have already become one. Who would be willing to give up his inheritance if there is a chance?"

Yu Xuanji glanced at Yu Xuanfeng, whose mind was wavering, and warned:

"Don't think too much, you don't have the qualifications..."

"The mantle of Zen Master Fulong."

Yu Xuanfeng looked yearning, but also a little dissatisfied: "I don't have the qualifications, but they do, but the master's great master still won't pass it on to them!"

All those true disciples are extremely talented, but for his master's great master, it may not be the case.

His master's great master has unparalleled bones and bones. He was born with the form of thirteen spirit dragons. He has extraordinary talent. He is only fifty years old, but he has changed hundreds of forms. In another twenty years, he has become a master through yin and yang.

If he hadn't been injured by the Tao, he would have been a land immortal long ago.

In the eyes of such people, there may be no difference between him and those true disciples.

"Don't even think about something you shouldn't covet."

Yu Xuanji frowned slightly and changed the subject: "Has the information about Yunshu Tower been delivered?"

"Not yet."

Yu Xuanfeng took out a letter from his chest: "My senior brother from the Inspection Hall did send a letter about Li Yuan."

"Why didn't you give it to me earlier?"

Yu Xuanji snatched the letter.

"Li Yuan, born in Gaoliu County, should have an eight-shaped dragon-shaped root bone. After the White Ape Cloak Hammer reached perfection, his root bone changed to a dragon-shaped root bone..."

"He is quite talented in forging, and is highly regarded by the elders of Casting Weapon Valley, Jing Shuhu and Lei Jingchuan..."

"He has become strong in less than a year. Under the guidance of Lei Jingchuan, he can forge a top-grade famous weapon..."

After reading the letter, Yu Xuanji raised his eyebrows slightly: "Hammer genius?"

"He has a good root bone and good comprehension. He is qualified to enter the temple, but he is not qualified to inherit the mantle of his uncle."

Yu Xuanfeng had read the letter long ago:

"The letter did not mention Wang Wenyuan, which shows that this person is quite hidden. I wonder if Yun Shulou knows the information about this person."

"He is a beginner in martial arts, but he can practice the White Ape Cloak Hammer to perfection within a year. This person's comprehension is better than yours."

Yu Xuanji pondered for a while, and when he looked up, he saw a feather eagle flying in the air.

"Information from Yunshu Tower is here!"

Yu Xuanfeng moved his feet and grabbed the feather eagle in his hand. He took the letter, but before he could read it, Yu Xuanji snatched it away.

"Don't grab it, I haven't read it yet!"

Yu Xuanfeng stamped his feet, but he couldn't snatch it from his elder sister, so he had to wait for her to finish reading before taking the letter.

"Is it similar to the information from the Inspection Hall? As a true disciple of the Divine Weapon Valley, this person has so little information?"

Yu Xuanfeng muttered.

"This person has only been in the Divine Weapon Valley for two years, so it's normal to have less information."

Yu Xuanji's brows relaxed:

"Dechang Mansion?"

"Well, according to the information from Yunshu Tower, this person should have followed his senior brother to Fajiu Mountain and went straight to Dechang Mansion."

Yu Xuanfeng nodded: "After the news that the master's uncle was interested in accepting disciples spread, those forces were unsure of the truth and did not dare to chase him again..."

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Yu Xuanji seemed to realize something, shook his sleeves, and a letter was thrown to the ground.

"Is this the letter from the master's uncle?"

Yu Xuanfeng's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, but saw a pure white light rising from the letter.

"Real energy from the air!"

Yu Xuanji's face was filled with horror.

The pure white light rolled on the ground, and limbs and torso visibly grew out of it.