Longevity begins with Orion.

Chapter 150 148. A few strands of white hair give birth to a demon sword, and the youthful pride is irritating (big chapter - please subscribe)
[Wen Tian] and [Measure the Land], these are the two secret arts that Li Yuan has come into contact with, and they are also the pinnacle that the soldier-casting master tirelessly pursues, but seems unable to reach.

The former borrows the yang of the sky, and the latter borrows the yin of the earth.

It seems that only by connecting with heaven and earth can a weapon beyond the spiritual weapon itself be forged.

Li Yuan never thought that there would be a third way.

But now, this road was in front of him.

【Eat life】.

With the order of the soldier-casting master himself, the weapon is made.

This was also heard before Li Yuan traveled, for example, Ganjiang Moxie was like this.
However, this kind of evil secret technique itself is doomed to be lost. Coupled with the ghost hammer as a tool for evil ghosts, it may not be able to last for three generations. Or at least the sixth grade.

It is extremely difficult to train a soldier-casting division, and one has to be trained to forge weapons with one's life.
With such harsh conditions, it's no wonder that the [Life-eating] secret technique will be incomplete and left in the corner to eat ashes.

If it didn't provide some kind of idea to reach a high place, and there is a certain reference value, I'm afraid it would have been discarded long ago.

But even so, storing it here is equivalent to being discarded
Li Yuan took the booklet, went out, locked it behind his back, went up the vine, threw the big key back to Xiang Qingyu, then shook the booklet in his hand, saying: "I borrowed this book to read, Are you okay?"

Xiang Qingyu said: "Brother Li, take it, the things in that tree hole are about to be discarded, maybe in a few years, ten years or so, a lot of things will be emptied."

Li Yuan suddenly asked: "Where will it be thrown after it is emptied?"

Xiang Qingyu raised his head in surprise, and said in surprise, "No way, Brother Li. No way!"

Li Yuan said with a smile: "I think it's a pity to lose these ancient things, so I want to take a look."

Xiang Qingyu said: "It's all buried in the soil, one box after another. And, Brother Li, I assure you, there is absolutely nothing in those buried boxes that can be used."

Li Yuan thought for a while, then asked, "Where is it buried?"

Xiang Qingyu twitched for a while, hesitated for a while, clutched the pale yellow skirt with both hands, rolled his eyes, then lowered his voice and said, "Really?"

Li Yuan asked, "Don't you dare?"

Xiang Qingyu snorted a few decibels louder: "Who said I wouldn't dare?! I'll take Brother Li there at night."

After finishing speaking, he muttered again: "They didn't say that buried things can't be dug up."

"Thank you, Miss Xiang." Li Yuan said.

Xiang Qingyu put his hips on his hips, showing a bit of loyalty: "Hey, it's nothing."

After finishing speaking, she raised three fingers again and said in a low voice: "Third watch, see you under the vine."

Li Yuan nodded and said, "Okay, third watch."

Wait until the third watch.

Li Yuan quietly got up from the collapse, rolled up the quilt for Cui Huayin, and then quickly went out to the appointed place.

Xiang Qingyu had already changed into gray clothes, and huddled under a big tree angrily, with two big shovels in his hands, and waved his hands from a distance when he saw Li Yuan.

Li Yuan ran over.

Throw a shovel to Whisper.

Li Yuan caught it speechlessly. Although he really planned to dig together, but thinking about it in another way, if he was Xiang Qingyu, he would never do this.
However, what this girl does now, not only won't make him disgusted, but on the contrary, she will have a rather straight-forward liking for her.

Before crossing over, he also read some stories. In some stories, Xiang girl is a little villain who is waiting to be slapped severely in the face, and then slapped to bring out the old.
However, he thinks this little villain is pretty good. After all, he is not a protagonist, he has no ambition but he also hopes to become stronger; he has no great compassion for others, but he also feels sympathy; he is not prepared to do anything earth-shattering. , but I also want to live as wonderfully as possible
With his temperament, he is at most a passerby.

No wonder, passerby A and the little villain will not become enemies.

Li Yuan happily carried the shovel to dig the soil.

Xiang Qingyu, a spoiled and lawless young lady like her family, obviously has never done this before. She was quite nervous at first, but she became excited after a while, and muttered, "It's still buried quite deep."

Li Yuandao: "Normal."

After two incense sticks, clusters of torches surrounded the area.

The guards who were watching the night inside the triple gate approached, and when they saw it, their vigilant expression suddenly became respectful.

"Master Li!"

"Miss Xiang!"

"You. This is"

Xiang Qingyu put his hips on his hips and said aggressively: "You know we are doing something and you still ask?! You ran over suddenly, are you trying to scare me to death? Let me tell you, if you dare to speak out, I will pull out your tongue! !"

Li Yuan has been with people of this level, the head of the ancestors and elders, and has seldom heard this style of words. He wanted to laugh, but he finally said: "Miss Xiang, if you don't know how to speak Say less."

Xiang Qingyu glared at the guard ferociously, then obediently retreated behind Li Yuan, and said softly, "My father also said so to me."

Seeing the embarrassment on the guard's face, Li Yuandao: "Don't make things difficult for you, I will make it clear to Master Jing tomorrow, we will leave today."

This rattan pavilion is under the management of Jing Baikou, so the people guarding the pavilion will be the Xiang family members of the Jing family.

The guard repeatedly said: "Thank you, Master Li, thank you, Master Li!!"

The next day.

Li Yuan found Jing Baikou, and then in the name of "pursuing stronger military casting skills", he proposed to dig up the abandoned old things underground.

Jing Baikou was stunned for a while, and really didn't know what Master Li was looking for with those rubbish, but he agreed without hesitation, and then sent someone to call a group of guards to help Li Yuan dig it.

Among these guards was the one who came last night.

When the guard saw Master Li, he felt very fond of him, and dug hard with his shovel
After a while, dilapidated large boxes were lifted out of the warm soil like huge coffins.

Li Yuan pushed the box away, brushed off the flying dust with a wave of his hand, then sat down on the floor, and began to check and flip through the items and books that were extremely old, exuded a strange musty smell, and were not much different from "tagged".

The book, the handwriting is extremely blurred.

Paper, broken beyond words.

items, shattered.
Li Yuan spent several days looking through these things one by one, trying to pick up the missing ones.

But it turns out that there are not many "blind people" among the big forces.

He tossed and tossed for a while, but got nothing.

But he didn't feel that it was unnecessary, because even if he did it again, he would still choose this way. After all, only by casting a wide net can we gain something.

Thinking about it carefully, the magic book "Eating Life" is actually not a leak, because it is a book that is incomplete, has endless side effects, and cannot be practiced at all.
Evening
"Uncle, I heard that you went to dig treasures."

Yaojue giggled, and she said "baby" to try to suppress the meaning of "that's rubbish" in her tone.

Li Yuan glanced at the lady who was drinking tea not far away.

Cui Huayin felt his gaze, raised her eyes and glanced at her man indifferently, but said little. After she finished drinking tea, she would continue to read the poems she had collected.

In fact, Cui Huayin also has some small influence outside, but this kind of influence is not of a fighting nature, but only helps her collect poems everywhere.

Cui Huayin has benefited from poetry, and she maintains this habit, working hard every day.

It's a pity that there is no scientific research in this world, so naturally it is impossible to raise a large number of literati and refined scholars.

Her life is very regular, from the outside, it is very elegant.

In comparison, Li Yuan carrying a shovel and digging up garbage with other young ladies in the middle of the night is very dazzling.

Li Yuan turned his head, looked at Yao Jue, and said, "Yes."

"Take me there next time, uncle's hands are for writing poems, not for digging soil." Yaojue said.

Li Yuan stretched out his ten fingers, looked at it, and said: "These hands are still used to forge soldiers."

"Master, work hard."

After drinking tea, Cui Huayin stood up calmly, straightened her skirt, said something calmly, then turned and left, like a spotless noble swan.

"It's time to work hard"

Li Yuan murmured.

At night, after the couple washed and bathed, they changed into obscene clothes and trousers. After that, they finished their daily routine in the quilt, and then fell asleep separately.

And the next day, Li Yuan ate the Bigu Pill, and locked himself in the secret room to comprehend the secret art of [Devouring Life].

The red candle fluttered, illuminating the pale walls of the secret room.

The simple and vague handwriting is crooked, like some kind of ominous spell.

Li Yuan watched with relish.

For the missing parts, he will use "the basic quality and logic of a soldier-casting division" to make up for it.

After such a day, he understood the principle of [Death].

'If you want to forge a spiritual weapon, hearing the fetal movement of the blood crystal is the foundation.

Whether it is successful or not depends on whether the original blood can successfully integrate into the rhythm of fetal movement.

The source blood of different people will have different basic functions.

These basic functions are either strengthened or weakened in the collision with blood crystals and metals.
Therefore, the origin of the spiritual weapon is actually the source blood of the warrior himself. '

'[Life-eating] is to use the ghost hammer to transform the lifespan of the soldier-caster into a mysterious force when merging the source blood, and enter the blood crystal and metal fetal movement together, thus endowing the spirit weapon with the first The two kinds of power, or cause some kind of mutation to the original source blood. '

'[Life-eating] talks about how to grasp the timing, how to listen to the fetal movement, and investing life energy at different times may have different effects. '

'If the source blood comes down first, then the power possessed by the casting of the spiritual weapon will be a certain variation of the source blood.

If it comes down from the original blood, then the spirit weapon cast will have two kinds of power, one is the original blood itself, and the other is some kind of evil power, such as sucking human blood, such as shocking the soul. '

'It's really extravagant, and a deceitful military casting technique.'

Li Yuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

He carefully examined the details, understood the process, and selflessly studied the method, his fingers sketched in mid-air, as if he was experiencing a certain feeling.

Time passes day by day.

In the end, Li Yuan saw the rotten fracture behind the leather roll again.

But this break doesn't cut much information.

Because above the break is a description of the psychological state of the soldier's "loss of life".

'This is a magic hammer, and I can clearly feel it sucking my life.

Even I can feel how many years it has absorbed.

It is very 'polite', if I only pay three years of life, it will only take three years of life.

But in fact, it let me know that if you want to forge a good weapon, you need at least 30 years of life.

30 years of life, it is worth it to exchange for a peerless spiritual weapon!

My name is destined to be engraved on the peak of the Armor Forging Division, so that the younger generations will look up to them. '

Li Yuan sighed softly, because he didn't know the name of the soldier casting master.

Even if it wasn't for him, this bit of information about the Armor Forging Master would not have been passed down.

"Years"

He sighed softly, then stood up.

It's time for him to try to forge weapons.

He had a hunch that he might get some small surprises in this casting.

However, the casting location cannot be inside the triple gate, but outside the city, on the mountain where Master Zhu was originally located.

One is to prevent the ghost hammer from attracting red bugs;

The second is for his retreat plan.

When others get used to your going to places farther away, they will take it lightly when you go to places that are not so far away.
Li Yuan's application to cast soldiers outside the city was not blocked.

But Old Cui still became his follower, and Yuche followed him to the foot of the mountain outside the city.

Li Yuan surrounded a bewitching scarlet flower wall with the "Flower Demon of Rebirth".

Old Cui found a place in the flower wall to sit down.

But Li Yuan continued to climb up the steps to the top of the mountain.

Outside the flower wall, many blacksmiths and even warriors came here admiringly.

But Li Yuan didn't let them in, he needed to concentrate on completing his first masterpiece and also his first experiment.

The subject of this experiment, he found Jing Banfeng.

Why?

He was worried that the spirit weapon he forged would distort his mind, and if it was given to Gu Xuejian, then Gu Xuejian, who was originally warlike, might become "war addicted".
Gu Xuejian is his son's teacher, so he naturally doesn't want Gu Xuejian to be "war addicted".

But for Jing Banfeng's "running" style, it should be fine.

What's more, his reputation for casting spirit weapons is not good among high-level officials.

The spirit weapons he forged in the past were all mediocre, not bad for the fifth rank "lack of spirit weapons", but not good for the fifth rank "pursuing stronger spirit weapons".

Although Jing Banfeng is the head of the Jing family, he is still in the stage of "lack of spiritual weapons".

As soon as Li Yuan said, he responded directly.

At this time, he flew into the flower wall, handed the original blood in the jade bottle to Li Yuan, and then said with a smile: "Master Li, I already have this knife, why don't you cast me a little spirit weapon?" Pendant?"

His sword was forged by the master, and he didn't want to change it for the time being, and he also felt in his heart that it was impossible for Li Yuan to forge a better sword than the master.

But Li Yuan remained silent, as if immersed in a certain artistic conception.

Jing Banfeng didn't wait for a reply, so he said with a smile: "Then please trouble Master Li. I'll wait at the foot of the mountain first."

After that, he consciously flew away again.

Forget it, double swords are double swords.
Anyway, it can still be used as a flying knife.

On the top of the mountain, the spring water in May is gurgling, and the pear blossoms in the north of the mountain have all fallen. This reminds Li Yuan of the days when he was an apprentice here six years ago
The surrounding mountains are like green screens, like hibiscus cut by the sky, wrapping this place, and isolating the prying eyes of outsiders.

Li Yuan took a look, and then returned to the equipment in front of him. Top-grade blood crystals, bellows, stove, sink, iron tongs, iron piers, iron hammers, and various metals are all available, and there are many other metals.

Li Yuan didn't talk nonsense. He tore off his coat, tied up his long hair, started to light a fire, heated up the stove, and then cast soldiers.

He took out the ghost hammer.

This dark, cold, ghost hammer is held like ice.

There was a feeling that the longevity was about to leak, but it seemed to be politely waiting for his consent.

Li Yuan did not agree for the time being, and he would inject another 30 years of longevity at a critical moment to try the water.

He was already familiar with the previous set of procedures and couldn't be more familiar, even to the point where he didn't need to sharpen his hand.

Soon, it was time for the fetus to move.

At this moment, his previous hard training had an effect.

The wind and thunder distinguish the flowers, and listen to the thunder in a quiet place
His senses are sharper.

All the noises in this world disappeared, but the flowing and soft sounds of various metals rang slowly in his ears like thunder.

Li Yuan beat the blood crystal's spirit embryo selflessly, and at the critical moment, his thoughts moved, and he silently said "willing to give 30 years of life", and suddenly, he felt a wave of panic in the palm of his hand holding the ghost hammer. The feeling of sucking, a strong breath of life made the ghost hammer seem to be a "corpse" for a moment.

The hammer handle is a long, narrow and flat ghost head, the body is the eyes of the hammer handle, and the elongated hands and feet are twisted together, turning into a hammer.

From the outside, the ghost hammer is still unremarkable.

But in Li Yuan's eyes, the ghost hammer seemed to be a ghost, a ghost that somehow became a "tool for evil ghosts".

Bang! !

As soon as the hammer fell, Xuan Zhi You Xuan's life penetrated into the spirit embryo.

At the same time, in Li Yuan's sight, "【Supernatural power: Immortality】: Infinite lifespan, maintain the current appearance, and never die of old age" appeared without any waves, and a line of never-before-seen information appeared below it.

[Extra 30 years of life reduction, please choose:

Option [-]: Temporarily maintain the appearance of life reduction, you can choose [-] at any time (it will not weaken your own strength);
Option 30: Immediately process and restore the original appearance, remaining lifespan: ∞-30 (infinity minus [-] years)]

The surprise that Li Yuan was waiting for arrived, this extra life reduction is simply a big gift, he directly chose "Option [-]",
Then, he quickly uncorked the jade bottle, accurately dropped Jing Banfeng's source blood into the spirit embryo, and then swung the hammer like crazy.

Ding Ding Ding! !

Ding Ding Ding! !

The flames scattered coldly, and sparks shot wildly around.

When it was quenched, there was a dull green light swimming in the crimson spirit weapon, and the blade on the surface showed a kind of restless and irregular pattern, which made people even just look at it. Feel uncomfortable at a glance
Li Yuan continued to install the handle and match the sheath until the set was completed, then he grabbed the knife and felt it quietly.

As a soldier casting master, he can naturally vaguely perceive what kind of ability he has in casting the spiritual weapon.

"Demon knife."

"It will constantly corrode the user's strength, but the more it corrodes, the more violent the user will be. Whether it is speed, strength, or reaction, it will increase a lot."

"and
After the user stops, or when the user encounters fatal damage, all the previously corroded power and the power consumed by the user will be returned to the user at one time.

After returning it, the knife will fall into silence, and it will wake up after several hours. As for how many hours, it needs to be tested. "

"besides.
There seems to be another feature, that is, it does not need to hang in a place with abundant popularity through October.

In other words, it is now possible to use
That's right, I've already sucked life yuan for 30 years, so why do I need the popularity of October? "

Li Yuan was silent for a while.

What Jing Banfeng practiced was "Changqing Jue", and the fifth grade of "Changqing Jue" was cultivated, and the spiritual weapons casted by him generally had the functions of "recovering one's own strength", "spiritual weapons self-repairing" and so on.
And the 30-year lifespan he added turned the original "recovery" into "corrosion, strengthening oneself, and then returning the power, and at the same time added the power lost by the user", which is much stronger.

It's a pity that he can't use this weapon, so he can't see the improvement of his strength
He waited silently.

At the foot of the mountain, Jing Banfeng and Cui Wuji flew to the top of the mountain at the same time when they heard the silence.

As soon as the two went up the mountain, they were shocked
"Master Li, you... your hair" Cui Wuji looked at Li Yuan in shock.

Although the boy in front of him still looks the same, but there are a few white hairs in his blue hair, and the whole person looks a little older for no reason.

"It's okay."

With a hoarse voice, Li Yuan waved his hands, then looked at Jing Banfeng again, and said, "Patriarch, try it."

"Oh, I'll hang it at home and raise it first." Jing Banfeng is very familiar with the process.

Li Yuan smiled lightly and said, "No, it's available now."

"Really?" Jing Banfeng was stunned. He took the knife from Li Yuan with both hands. As soon as he took it, he felt the feeling of "connected blood". Unclear feeling.

In Li Yuan's eyes, the original data above Jing Banfeng's head was "1380~2880", but now it suddenly changed to "1380~5672".

The lower limit has not changed, but the upper limit of strength has gotten a terrifying increase.

You must know that Gu Xuejian, as the deputy hall master, and as the fifth-rank Dzogchen of the five strands of source blood, her strength is no more than "2548~6536".

However, Li Yuan also knew that this "5672" should be just a short-lived power, which exploded before the power was about to be exhausted.

But you must know that this "power is about to be exhausted" is just an illusion, and the next moment, the user's power will be restored to its original state.

Jing Banfeng, who didn't have this knife before, met Cui Wuji, and probably had to run away after a short fight, after all, he was a bit short.

But now, Jing Banfeng, who "seems to be on the verge of death", can kill Cui Wuji with one blow
"Terrible. Terrible indeed."

Jing Banfeng was probing the power of this spiritual weapon, but he couldn't help making some noises.

The shock in his pupils gradually emerged.

He no longer knew what to say.

This is an unprecedented spiritual weapon, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as "the top five spiritual weapon".

"Master Li! Master Li!!"

The shock in Jing Banfeng's eyes melted and turned into great joy and ecstasy.

"Master Li!!"

He called out the name excitedly.

"Thank you! Thank you!!!"

Jing Banfeng has lost his composure.

The more he tried to understand the power of the knife in his hand, the more he lost his composure.

In comparison, Gongshi's sword can already become a "flying knife".

This spirit weapon. This spirit weapon is invincible, invincible!

It's better than that of the aunt's master!
It's better than my ancestor's!
Jing Banfeng felt that he was already happy, just like the joy of breaking through the fifth rank after going through untold hardships back then.

"Thank you, Master Li, thank you very much." He was so excited that tears filled his eyes.

Cui Wuji's eyelids twitched, and he looked at the knife, but he couldn't see anything behind the scabbard.

"Patriarch Jing, draw your sword and have a look."

"Don't pull it out."

After Jing Banfeng realized the ability of this knife, he had already decided to use this knife as the bottom of the box.

Cui Wuji frowned, and said angrily: "Master Li is still here. With my friendship with Master Li, wouldn't he tell me? Besides, your spirit weapons are exchanged, and there are only a few styles. What are they? Good to hide?"

Only then did Jing Banfeng pull out the knife with some reluctance, revealing the messy blade pattern on the blade that tortured people's sight.

"Demon Blade!"

Cui Wuji pointed it out directly, and then said, "How could your blood be forged into a demon sword? It's impossible. Wait, what kind of ability is this sword?"

Jing Banfeng glanced at Li Yuan.

Li Yuan has already got up, leaning on a wooden stick, he stumbled to the edge of the cliff, looked into the distance, then looked up to the sky and let out a hearty and hearty laugh, as if he was tirelessly pursuing a certain goal, climbing a certain peak, Now it's finally done.

"Hahaha!"

The laughter stopped the two of them.

But then, the laughter turned into a cough.

Jing Banfeng ignored Cui Wuji any more, he walked up to Li Yuan, and when Li Yuan stopped, he respectfully and gratefully said: "Master Li, I really don't know how to thank you."

Cui Wuji shouted from behind: "Tell me about your ability."

After the words fell, Li Yuan staggered.

Jing Banfeng hurriedly supported him, complex expressions flashed in his eyes, he had roughly guessed how much effort Li Yuan had spent on his spiritual weapon, but he was not surprised, because Li Yuan is a real caster division.

And after casting this knife, his status is no worse than Master Zhu and Master Gong.

This is a respectable soldier.

"Master Li, I'll take you home." Jing Banfeng said.

In his eyes, Master Li pointed to the south with trembling fingers, and said softly, "Home".
That finger drooped weakly again, and seemed to sigh in sorrow: "Okay, let's go back."

"What!! This knife! This knife! How is it possible!"

"How could the origin blood of my Jing family create such a terrifying spiritual weapon! This old man really wants one!"

"Feng'er, you got a big deal."

Jing Baikou was shocked.

"The demon sword Li Yuan actually forged such a terrifying demon sword."

"Although it is a demon sword, it can improve a person's strength a lot, and it seems to have no side effects, otherwise Jing Banfeng would not be so ecstatic.

This is an extremely important force for us.

But why did it belong to Jing Banfeng? "

"Yes, Jing Banfeng never goes out to fight. It's a waste for him to hold such a weapon."

The aunts were talking about it.

And in the city, everywhere, there is a lot of discussion.

But because of the blockage of information, those people only knew that Li Yuan had created a very powerful spiritual weapon, but they didn't know the details.

The next day, in the Baizhu Diao Bell Tower, all the high-level members of the Shenmu Temple gathered here.

These people are either ancestors or patriarchs, and the one in the middle is the palace master Qinghancheng, and the ones on the two sides are Gu Xuejian and Jing Baikou.

At this time, everyone's eyes fell on the knife that Jing Banfeng held in his hand.

Suddenly, the knife seemed to be lifted by an invisible force, it flew up, and landed lightly in front of Qinghan City.

Everyone froze.

The power of this field is unique to the four ranks.

Therefore, the weapon that should be used by the fourth rank should indeed be the spirit array.

It's just that there is no soldier-casting master who can cast a spirit array, at least they don't know.

Qinghancheng raised his hand, slightly joined his two fingers, stroked the blade lightly, and closed his eyes to perceive
After a long time, he raised his hand slowly, his eyes showed a bit of thought, and then he said: "This sword is already at the peak level of our master, Li Yuan is really a genius in the world!"

Jing Banfeng said: "I would like to report to the Palace Master, I have a lot of gray hairs for Master Li."

Qinghancheng said: "Your Jing family took two five-element gold tickets with a denomination of ten thousand taels of blood gold, and gave them to Master Li as a military casting fee, and then let him have a good rest."

"Yes!" Jing Baikou said from the side.

Qinghancheng said: "Jing Shuixiang, Xiang Hailou, how is Gu Xie going? Has the result come out?"

Jing Baikou said: "It seems that Jing Shuixiang won this time. She is now consolidating her realm, and she has broken through the fifth rank."

Qing Hancheng said: "She is the elder of my Shenmu Temple."

Jing Baikou was stunned for a moment, he knew that he had to pass the test from entering the fifth rank to becoming an "elder of the Shenmu Temple". This is the favor of the hall master.
Qinghancheng said indifferently: "Tell her first that her husband has forged a top-level spirit weapon among the fifth rank, and then tell her that he is an elder."

Jing Baikou said: "Yes, Palace Master!"

Qinghancheng suddenly remembered something, he held his forehead, thought for a while, and suddenly said: "By the way, I haven't given him the two beast taming secrets that I promised to give to Master Li. Bai Kou, come find me later Take it, remember to remind me."

"It's the Palace Master."

afternoon.

Li Yuan was sitting in the yard.

He forged weapons for the Shenmu Temple, also to maintain balance from the other side.

To be honest, although there are some disharmony in the Shenmu Temple, it is still much more orderly than the Lotus Sect.

If possible, he would rather the world is still occupied by forces like Shenmu Temple.

Just then, footsteps were heard in the distance.

The footsteps became faster and faster, and when they reached the door, a figure rushed in.

That was a domineering young man, his brows were somewhat similar to Li Yuan.

After seeing Li Yuan, he threw himself on Li Yuan's knees and said, "Father! Are you alright?"

Li Yuan looked at his son, touched his hair, and said with emotion: "It feels like he has grown up suddenly."

After finishing speaking, he looked up at Gu Xuejian who was walking in, and said: "Master Gu, the white clothes are still the same, and the demeanor has not changed."

Seeing that she was sitting beside him, Gu Xue said with a smile, "I can't compare to your flair."

This romantic is not that romantic, but Li Yuan's achievements in casting soldiers.

Seeing this, Gu Xue said, "Master Li, I apologize again."

"Sorry for what?"

"When I came here, I said that you and we are not from the same world. I was wrong." Gu Xue said seriously.

Li Yuan was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "Ahaha, I forgot about this a long time ago."

The two chatted for a while.

During the period, Jing Banfeng sent two gold tickets with "[-] taels of blood gold denomination".

On the back of the golden ticket, there are five elements rotating of gold, wood, water, fire and earth.

"For the Five Elements Bank, all chambers of commerce in the Central Plains recognize such golden tickets." Jing Banfeng said.

"Thank you, Patriarch Jing." Li Yuan was a little weak.

Jing Banfeng was silent for a while, and replied: "Thank you."

Then he said: "You can accompany your son."

"Um"

When Jing Banfeng left, Li Yuan looked at Gu Xue and said, "Master Gu, I want to take Ping An to the first gate."

Seeing her eyebrows raised, Gu Xue said, "Peaceful practice is at a critical juncture."

Li Yuandao: "He is my son after all, right?"

Seeing that Gu Xue lowered her head, she said: "Then, what did Master Li take him to do?"

Li Yuandao: "My son has grown up, I want to take him to drink wine from my hometown."

Seeing that Gu Xue hesitated to speak, she finally said: "Okay."

The carriage went out of the triple gate and the double gate, and stopped at Mingyang Restaurant.

Li Yuan finally brought Li Pingan here.

However, the time has not yet come.

One is that he hasn't earned enough,

Second, he used his toes to know that Gu Xuejian was staring at her.

After a few sips of wine, Li Pingan said excitedly, "Father, take mother over here, I miss her."

Li Yuan remained silent.

Li Pingan drank another glass of wine and said, "Father, is something wrong with Mother?"

Li Yuan remained silent, then drank alcohol and coughed violently.

Li Pingan hurriedly said: "Father, I won't ask anymore."

"Good boy." Li Yuandao, "Actually, Dad has always missed his hometown and the past."

"Daddy will pass"

"What about you?"

"Me?" Li Pingan clenched his fists suddenly and said, "I will always look forward! The road my sister never walked, the road my mother expects me to walk, I will keep walking! One day I will stand on the top of the world. peak!"

"Stand on the top of the world?" Li Yuandao, "You have grown up, is this really your wish?"

"Of course! Dad, do you know? I'm almost breaking through to the sixth rank. I can feel that it's just these two months!" Li Pingan's eyes were shining with excitement.

Any misfortunes and sorrows seem to only affect him a little, and soon, he will be on the road with fire and enthusiasm, pursuing what he wants.

Li Yuan and his son clinked wine glasses, drank in one gulp, and said, "Last night, I dreamed that I took you hunting in the mountains, and your mother and sister were laughing beside you."

Li Pingan got up suddenly, patted Li Yuan on the shoulder, and said boldly: "Father! There are still many beautiful things in this world, and my son will show you. If you don't like it, my son will use a knife to open up a world that you like. .”

His eyes shone sharply, and he said: "Father, just watch, my son will let your name be passed down in history for thousands of years, ten thousand years!"

Li Yuan was stunned for a while, then laughed, then slapped him on the head and said, "Stinky boy, have a drink."

P.S. Peach Blossom Crisp really wants Li Yuan to leave here quickly and start the following plot.Naihe. Once I started writing, I found that I really couldn't leave.Sorry sorry.
(End of this chapter)