"I heard that the Universiade royal family attaches great importance to pure blood and has not intermarryed with foreigners for nearly a thousand years. Many high-ranking officials have followed the example of others. Therefore, rumors of many freaks in the imperial capital have been repeatedly banned..."

"Liu San, the agent from Daoya Bingfang, is looking for his missing little sister..."

"Liu De, the highly respected head of the Liu family in the west of the city, was afraid of his own family and did not dare to recognize his illegitimate son who had been living abroad in his early years and had a perverse temperament. He could only make a big show of it, accept him as his only disciple, and train him carefully..."

…

"In the palm space, the light on the listening wooden urn flickers, and paragraphs of text are constantly refreshed like a waterfall.

Since the opening of the Palm Music Urn, Li Yuan has developed the habit of listening to music every day. After receiving the Yunxiang Cauldron, there is no shortage of incense, and he listens to it for a long time every day.

The information obtained from Zhang Yinlu was messy and rarely useful, but Li Yuan still kept it all in mind and recorded the important ones in the listening book.

"If they don't marry outsiders, wouldn't this Universiade royal family be deformed?"

Li Yuan squinted his eyes, listening to all kinds of information, and also combing and analyzing whether the information contained anything he could use.

"No wonder the Universiade Royal Family has not had a prosperous population for many years. It's crazy if it can prosper..."

"However, the Universiade has lasted for more than 1,400 years, and it is said in the hearing that it has been nearly a thousand years. So, is this a rule that only came into being after Pang Wenlong's death?"

Li Yuan murmured in his heart, but didn't pay much attention.

No matter how chaotic the Universiade royal family is, it will not be his turn to be enlightened by a wild Taoist priest.

Holding a lot of incense, Li Yuan was willing to spend it. After listening to dozens more, he waited for a slightly familiar one:

"The master thief Sikong Xing is disguised and huddled in an inn in the south of the city, waiting for an opportunity to make a big profit..."

"How dare you."

Li Yuan clicked his tongue in surprise.

"After committing such a big case, Sikong Xing not only refused to escape, but was also ready to wait for an opportunity to make a big fortune."

"Before Zhang Yinlu is promoted, you must use up the number of 'listening to the sounds of heaven'."

As Li Yuan thought about it, the Listening Music Urn couldn't help flashing with brilliance, and various sounds kept ringing in his ears. Soon, he had met the conditions for the Zhangyin Urn to be promoted to the fourth level.

Listen to the third order sound two hundred times.

"Sure enough, a fat sheep like Sikong Xing is hard to come by."

Li Yuan combed through the listening sounds and wrote down all the more important information. One of them caught his attention:

"Late at night, in the Dragon and Tiger Tower, Shi Yushu climbed hard, determined to become famous, but he was in a low mood and seemed to have been hit hard..."

"This senior brother is so perseverant. He is still crawling."

Li Yuan was a little in awe, he was not the only one who worked hard.

"However, there is no magic weapon in the Dragon Tiger Tower. He can only stop on the fifth floor at most."

After writing down all the sounds he listened to, Li Yuan yawned and closed his eyes again without hesitation:

"Listen to the sound of heaven!"

Buzz

In the palm space, the brilliance suddenly shines.

Li Yuan was highly concentrated. With the previous two experiences, he was well prepared and wanted to experience the soul leaving the body again.

However, after the brilliance overwhelmed his mind, he did not feel ecstatic.

On the contrary, after a while, the brilliance dimmed.

"Huh? There seems to be something different this time?"

Li Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and an unknown voice floated from somewhere in his ears and heart at the same time. It was ancient and desolate:

"The sky and the earth are vast, and the stars and rivers are endless..."

no the same!

As soon as the sound rang in his heart, Li Yuan was keenly aware that something was wrong. He was very sure that the sound was not Universiade Mandarin, nor was it any local dialect he had learned.

But he naturally understood the meaning contained in this voice.

Buzz

Li Yuan was in a trance. As the voice echoed, he felt like he was out of body. But unlike the previous two times, a large light image appeared directly in his mind.

Woo

After being in a trance, Li Yuan looked intently, and the blurry light and shadow gradually became clear. It was a small room. It was empty, with no tables and chairs, and only two futons.

A somewhat elegant old man with white beard and hair sat cross-legged among them. On the wall behind him, there was a mural of extremely high skill.

In the painting, there are undulating mountains, turbulent seas of clouds, and thousands of animals racing among them. In the sea of ​​clouds, there is a black dragon with its head hanging down, indifferent and cold.

"A dragon and a phoenix among men..."

The old man's voice came from the light and shadow.

"This old man..."

Li Yuan looked carefully and recognized the person among them: "It's the old master who taught Pang Wenlong the righteous method of worshiping gods when I listened to Tianyin for the second time!"

Li Yuan was shocked and looked attentively. He could clearly see the fatigue on the old master's face.

"Dragon and Phoenix among men."

In the light and shadow, the old master raised his palm as he muttered to himself, and a trace of blood like red gold dripped from his fingertips.

Through the light curtain, Li Yuan saw the drop of blood falling to the ground, making a 'ding' sound, and then bounced into the air.

"This drop of blood!"

Li Yuan trembled and almost woke up.

Under his gaze, the drop of blood was like red gold, emitting substantial light. Looking at it intently, one could feel the drop of blood trembling.

"Boom!"

In the light curtain, the sound of heartbeat came.

Under Li Yuan's incredible gaze, a pair of wings stretched out from the drop of blood, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a pocket version of a white crane?

"Bah!"

The white crane crowed softly, its eyes full of ignorance and admiration, like a new life.

"Bleeding into shape?"

In the light curtain, the old master touched it gently, and the big white crane let out a mournful cry, exploded and scattered, and before it hit the ground, it turned into an equally tiny goshawk.

Then, there are tigers, violent apes, lions, elephants...

In the blink of an eye, the old master nodded nine times, and the drop of blood also changed nine times, and finally turned into a small golden dragon.

"Snapped!"

The old master stretched out his hand a little for the tenth time.

The little dragon whined and looked back at him reluctantly. It fell to the ground and turned into blood eggs. As soon as it rolled on the ground, the sound of a baby crying could be heard.

A small, pitiful, wrinkled little guy walked out of the blood egg. He was still a little wobbly when he took two steps, but he had grown up by the time he took three or five steps.

After walking down for more than ten steps, he suddenly grew into a young man eight feet tall with a handsome face.

"Father, I'm going!"

The young man reluctantly bowed to the old master.

"Suit up."

The old master took out a piece of clothing from his sleeve and handed it to the young man. The latter took it respectfully, put it on, and then walked towards the wall facing him as if he was looking forward to death.

"this……"

Li Yuan looked a little confused, and then he saw an ancient painting hanging on the wall facing the old master.

In the ancient paintings, the sun is shining brightly, and among the clouds and mist, there is a small, simple temple rising and falling...

This idea suddenly came to Li Yuan's mind. He remembered that when he listened to Tianyin last time, he saw that this old master was pursuing a strange place called Bafang Temple.

The heroic young man transformed by a drop of blood stepped into the painting, and then, only a scream was heard, and the clouds in the ancient painting were reddish.

"There is nothing like a dragon or a phoenix among men."

The old master was muttering to himself, and then he stretched out his finger, and a drop of blood fell: "Unparalleled talent!"

Looking at that drop of blood, just like the previous drop, it transformed into various animal shapes and so on.

In the end, he also transformed into a heroic young man and walked towards the ancient painting as if he was about to die.

Only then did Li Yuan react.

"When the old master talks about 'a dragon and a phoenix among men' and 'unparalleled talent', are you talking about talent?"

Li Yuan thought about it, feeling surprised and suspicious: He wanted to use this ancient painting to enter the temple in the painting?

"Is this okay?"
To be continued...