Chapter 443: The end of the year, Xiao Li (please give me a monthly vote)

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The thick bell echoed in the sea of ​​clouds.

On the observatory, Huang Longzi held a black umbrella in one hand and was behind his back with the other. His eyes seemed to have a very heavy weight. The golden bell of the sun was shaking, and the bells were ringing.

"Things are good things, but unfortunately they have a master."

The beard shook, Huang Longzi looked up at the golden bell or the sea of ​​clouds higher. The sun was turning, and his mind was a little subtle.

"Mr. Huanglong, what did you realize?"

As the wind came, Wu Yingxing came to the observatory platform and his eyes stopped on the big umbrella for a moment.

"Get a little bit."

Huang Longzi's eyes were slightly brighter and fell on a small tripod held in Wu Yingxing's hand.

"There is a hundred-year-old incense here. I wonder if it is enough for Mr. Huang Long?"

Wu Yingxing held the Yunxiang Cauldron tightly, and the jade coins in his hand carried behind him kept spinning. These days, he was always peeping at this so-called alien guest.

"One tripod is not enough, only if you get six tripods can you lead one person to the school institution."

Huang Longzi calmed down.

"Six tripods?"

Wu Yingxing's eyelids trembled, and this old guy had a big appetite.

"The Six Cauldrons are also necessary, but why should Mr. Huang Long take it away?"

"this……"

Huang Longzi pinched his fingers: "Your Majesty has already answered me, did Brother Wu not obey the sage?"

"Since ancient times, transactions have been paid off. Your Majesty allows you to come here to comprehend the Golden Lin Bell of the Great Sun. It can be seen that we are sincere."

Wu Yingxing's sleeves shook, covering the incense burner:

"What about your sincerity?"

"Is this what your Majesty mean?"

Huang Longzi narrowed his eyes slightly, and Emperor Qian's voice also sounded at the right time:

"This is exactly what I mean."

He slowly climbed to the observatory platform. Emperor Qian's tone was calm, but Huang Longzi faintly realized something was wrong. He had clearly had an attitude of being determined to win and taking any cost.

Why is it suddenly changing now?

"What kind of sincerity does Your Majesty need?"

Huang Longzi's eyes flashed, and he looked at the emperor's silver-haired dragon pattern, and his expression became solemn.

"Your Excellency claims to be from the Poison Dragon Academy, so..."

Emperor Qian's tone paused slightly, and the Golden Lin Bell of the Great Sun also shook at the right time, making a trembling sound:

"I want to build a temple and statue for the Poison Dragon God, what do you think?"

"What?"

Huang Longzi's face changed.

...

...

Li Yuan stayed in the forging shop for three days.

Early in the morning of the fourth day, he was still standing in the backyard, and Xin Wenhua came hurriedly.

"call!"

In the courtyard, Li Yuan pushed the dragon and tiger stakes, and the sound of muscles and bones rubbing like a faint roar of a tiger, fog rolled around, and the wind blew snow.

He half-closed his eyes, and his heart reflected all kinds of internal organs, meridians, and muscles and bones in his body.

It is invisible to the naked eye. His skeleton is already a bit jade-like. Occasionally rubbed it and it sounds like a golden jade. With the medicinal power of the Dragon and Tiger Pill and the blessing of the health furnace, his progress in refining marrow is extremely fast.

Xin Wenhua did not disturb him, and waited for Li Yuan to finish this set of stance skills and restore his momentum.

He was a little anxious, but listening to the seemingly non-existent tiger roar and dragon roar, his mind gradually calmed down. A few feet away, he could feel an extremely vigorous and vigorous vitality.

Although it was the middle of winter, he could feel a state of vitality in which everything was full of vitality.

"Junior Brother Li's body is a bit amazing."

Xin Wenhua was a little scared. He had never felt such surging energy in anyone in the sect.

The only thing I get close to is the old monks who are Xinyi teaches them, which is the appearance of their physical strength to a certain extent.

"call!"

After a while, Li Yuan closed his momentum and was in good spirits: "Senior Brother Xin, are you?"

"It's only been the last few days since the Chunyang Sword was built. Master wants me to call you."

Xin Wenhua walked into the yard.

"Several magicians are not slow."

Li Yuan washed up casually and then returned to the mountain. On the way, Xin Wenhua mentioned the progress of the construction in the past few days. The supervisor had been supervising for so long that he was quite familiar with casting soldiers.

Seeing him coming in a hurry, something big happened to Li Yuan. After asking, I found out that these four people each had created a pure Yang sword embryo of the divine weapon level, and had already finalized the final plan.

Li Yuan had no objection to this.

Although he was more confident in his magical treasure refining technique, he firstly spent a lot of money and the four magic craftsmen also devoted a lot of effort. Secondly, in the heart of Old Dao Nie, he finally believed in those few more.

Therefore, these days, he was just dealing with various iron materials, using the blood of Old Dao Nie, and cooperating with the magical treasure refining technique, making some preparations.

"I don't know how confident these people are?"

A thought flashed through Li Yuan's heart.

He hoped that these people would succeed at once, so that the iron material he had already processed might be bought from Mr. Nie.

These superb treasures are very good things that even money can’t buy.

...

Jingtao Hall.

In the middle of winter, the waterfall had long been frozen and was covered with ice crystals, but the riverside was full of heat, with the stove burning in one go, and there was no snow on the ground.

Wanchuan and four others were all thrusting, and a group of disciples were attacking.

"Uncle Nie."

Li Yuan bowed and greeted him.

"How are you ready?"

After preparing for seventy or eighty years, Nie Xianshan couldn't help but feel a little nervous before building it. He called Li Yuan back, so he naturally asked him about the Qimen military casting technique.

"All the iron materials are ready. Why, Master is going to let me cast the Chunyang Sword?"

Li Yuan glanced at the four magic craftsmen. When it comes to military casting skills, he was now superior to them, but with his magical skills of refining treasures, he thought he was more sure.

"You? It's not that Uncle Master doesn't believe you. It's true, it's safe first..."

Nie Xianshan sighed.

He only saved two documents for more than 70 years, saying that he didn't care whether it was successful or not, but how could he not care?

With his age, even if he can save another share, he may not have the courage and opportunity to break Tiangang when he is old and declining.

"Disciple understand."

Li Yuan said casually that he would naturally choose a master of the age-alive.

"Who are you calling me?"

"The Pure Yang Sword is about to be built, and there is more confidence to have more magic craftsman."

Old Dao Nie is a little polite.

‘It has nothing to do with too many people.’

He complained in his heart that Li Yuan naturally agreed to it. If Old Dao Nie could break the Tiangang, it would be a great thing for him.

As for the thighs, of course the thicker the better.

...

Next, Li Yuan returned to his previous boring and regular days.

I traveled back and forth between Jingtao Hall every day, and in addition to practicing martial arts by making iron, I did not forget to go to the health gate every few days and every now and then, and took a true trial in the Xuanjing Gate.

Thanks to the blessing of the health furnace, Li Yuan's progress in refining marrow was very fast. Therefore, he devoted part of his energy to practice many martial arts, mainly hammering, horizontal practice, and light skills as the supplement.
To be continued...