Chapter 437 Yuanba List (Moonline Ticket Update)

In the small temple, the two old monks suddenly became very worried. Li Yuan asked twice but did not get an accurate answer.

However, from their conversation, I heard an old story about the previous Zhaixing Tower owner.

"More than fifty years ago, a shocking bloody battle broke out in Henglong Road, which was covered up by the assassination of the king's killing..."

Long Xixiang calmed down and recalled the past.

Li Yuan was shocked when he heard this.

According to the words of Lao Longtou, the assassination King Killing is just the aftermath of Qin Yun, the previous generation of Zhaixing Tower owner, was ambushed.

The nine masters of the Evil God Sect secretly arranged a ceremony, and Wan Zhuliu held the Demon-Subduing Dragon Sword to fight head-on, and the emperor's master Wu Yingxing and the top masters such as Jingping.

It can be said that most of the world is ambushing one person.

"...After the first battle, senior Qin Yun disappeared without a trace, the houses of the nine masters were destroyed, and their divine bodies were injured. Wan Zhuliu was in seclusion for more than 40 years. The old emperor was attacked from the air and was nailed to the main hall."

When talking, Long Xixiang was quite eager:

"It is awesome and fascinating to all enemies of the country."

"cough!"

Long Yingchan coughed heavily and interrupted:

"After the war, Qin Yun disappeared, and Zhaixing Tower was chased by the court with all his might. The characters "Tian" are 36, the characters "Tian" are 72, and the core one hundred and eight people were killed more than 90!"

The Dragon Lord poured cold water.

It’s okay for Long Xixiang to be able to change it, but it’s still time for the small ones to be small.

"If you can do something dangerous, don't do it."

"Disciple understand."

Li Yuan nodded quickly, but he was quite curious about the top Zhaixing Tower Master. He fought half of the world by himself. He was probably no longer a grandmaster, right?

"Is this senior, a supreme master?"

"have no idea."

Long Xixiang shook her head:

"This senior is extremely mysterious. Even the old man in Zhaixing Tower has rarely seen his true face. Almost no one knows how much martial arts have reached in his realm."

Long Yingchan pinched his long eyebrows and said nothing. He was already thinking about what this person should do if he was not dead.

The two old monks are full of worries.

Li Yuan stayed for a while and left.

"Is Qin Yun still alive?"

After Li Yuan left, Long Yingchan spoke.

"It's hard to say."

Long Xixiang frowned: "If this person is not dead, the master Qin Tower said he would not escape to us, and he should not hope that Li Yuan would draw his sword..."

"Maybe I'm not dead, I'm just seriously injured and retreating?"

Long Yingchan was a little unsure.

"If he is alive, it will be a good thing for us."

Long Xixiang didn't care much. No matter what, the relationship between Longhu Temple and Zhaixing Tower was much better than that of the imperial court.

"It's useless to think too much. Just look for the master Qin Lou to know it."

Long Yingchan let go of his fingers, and his long eyebrows flew up and down: "Speaking of this, I also met this person..."

"Um?"

Long Xixiang was a little surprised: "Have you met Senior Qin Yun?"

He joined Zhaixing Tower and even received the Tianzi license plate, but he never saw him...

"I met by chance."

Long Yingchan nodded, skipped lightly and said:

"The Sky Eagleman looks for me several times today."

"He's thick-skinned."

Long Xixiang snorted coldly.

"It is related to the interests of the sect and has nothing to do with whether the face is thick-skinned or not. I am unwilling to confront the court head-on, so the other families naturally have this idea."

Long Yingchan shook his head in his heart, saying that there is no real friendship between the sects, it is just driven by interests.

He had no disgust for Qinglong Pavilion, and naturally, he had no good feelings.

"The knife still needs to be pulled."

Long Xixiang had no objection to this, but just looked at Long Yingchan's two long eyebrows up and down, and the old guy started to plot again.

"I have been thinking about the longevity-extending pills in Qinglong Pavilion for a long time."

Long Yingchan pinched his long eyebrows again. He was older than Long Xixiang. If he really counted, he would have been able to live for only 30 or 40 years.

“More important points.”

Long Xixiang reminded.

"This matter cannot be rushed."

Long Yingchan paced: "Qinglong Pavilion was resentful of the fact that the ancestors took the lead in forcing them to give up the divine weapons of the Heavenly Movement. They will never forget this hatred of arrows."

Long Xixiang nodded.

Of course, they have to pay back the accounts of the ancestors, so there is nothing to say.

"So, the knife must be pulled, but it still has to be dragged."

Long Yingchan narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Li Yuan has just refined the marrow, and if he wants to draw his sword, he is afraid he will not be able to reach the level..."

"Where is the teaching of your heart?"

Long Xixiang asked.

"It's a day to delay."

Long Yingchan didn't hide it from him, mainly because he was afraid of this old boy's bad things:

"After drawing the sword, these two companies may not stand with us, but before drawing the sword, no matter what their minds are, they must stand with us."

"I understand naturally."

Long Xixiang glared at him, did this old guy think he was a young boy?

"……That's good."

Long Yingchan had no intention of quarreling with him, and paced to think about other things.

There are quite a few good things from these two families...

...

Outside the small temple, on the top of an old tree, the little tiger cub looked into the temple and could vaguely see figures walking around.

"Send so many little hair gods to Longhu Temple, it seems that the evil gods have also withered."

The old man seemed to be able to see through the fog outside the temple.

"In recent decades, the Evil God Cult has indeed been very peaceful, and it has only been more restless in the past two years."

Qin Shixian’s heart was a little subtle.

The reason why the Evil God Sect was settled for fifty years was that in the battle fifty years ago, the houses of the nine masters were destroyed, and a group of Mao Gods were killed and injured.

"No more fun to watch."

The old man felt a little regretful. He also wanted to see if Long Yingchan had made progress over the years.

"These two old monks..."

The little tiger cub grinded his teeth. When she remembered that she was knocked and slapped that day, she felt her head hurt again.

“It’s not the time to meet.”

The old man naturally knew what she thought: "I will get it back by myself, so I can't help you with it."

"Hmph, I didn't expect you."

Qin Shixian snorted coldly in his heart, turned around and disappeared into the night.

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To be continued...