Chapter 454: The Baked Hundred-Shaped Pill

Tian Yingzi couldn't sit still.

He was lying down again and bleeding profusely. Finally, Long Yingchan relaxed. His uncle also arrived.

This guy actually refined his marrow?

"The refining of marrow is complete."

Monk Daming's expression changed, but he couldn't help but look at Long Yingchan.

This old bald donkey is so dirty.

It is clearly written on the dragon tablet that this boy is second on the dragon list and has achieved great success in refining internal organs...

"It doesn't matter if you exchange blood."

Taoist Tiancan waved his hand to stop Tianyingzi, but he didn't really care:

"The old man has endured for decades and doesn't care about one or two years, but this little guy is at an age where he is advancing rapidly and cannot afford to delay."

"Um."

The leprosy-headed monk raised his hand and wrote one word.

The two great masters didn't care, and Tian Yingzi could only hold his nose and admit it.

From the completion of marrow refining to the exchange of blood, it is difficult for ordinary warriors, but for this kid, it is basically a smooth road.

In addition, Longhu Temple is rich in elixirs, so one or two years will be enough to complete the transformation.

"Junior, I was really a bit negligent before, but please rest assured, two seniors, even with the power of Qionglonghu Temple, Li Yuan will be able to succeed within one or two years."

Long Yingchan held up his hand to apologize, and was willing to provide healing elixirs, which calmed Tian Yingzi and Monk Da Ming.

And left these two senior seniors in Longhu Temple.

Throughout the whole process, Li Yuan did not speak much except to pay respects to the seniors present, until the two seniors couldn't stand it any longer and went back to their rooms to rest.

"Yunfeng, take some healing elixirs and send them to the two seniors."

Long Yingchan ordered.

"yes."

Although he was surprised by his master's sudden generosity, Long Yunfeng did not ask any questions and accepted.

Li Yuan felt a little regretful. He hadn't fought against the Zhenwu King for a long time since the last time he drew his sword. He had been looking forward to it.

"The injuries of these two old seniors are too serious, and ordinary healing elixirs may not be effective."

Nie Xianshan was a little surprised, why is the old guy so generous?

Drawing a sword is a good business, but raising these two people is not a good business.

Such a serious injury requires the consumption of a large amount of elixirs, and if the injury worsens, you may have to pay for two dragon and tiger elixirs.

"How long has it been since you've been here, and you're still thinking about how you're doing this?"

Long Yingchan glanced at Nie Xianshan displeasedly, and the latter's face twitched and he coughed repeatedly.

"Speak humanly."

Long Xixiang couldn't hold back, he didn't believe that this old guy would engage in loss-making business.

He could tell the difference between admiration and admiration, and buying and selling. Of course, Long Yingchan could not be affected.

"A storm is coming, so we need to make more plans."

Long Yingchan waved his hand and motioned for Li Yuan to sit down. He pondered for a moment and decided to talk about it. This was a big deal.

That means Long Xinglie went into seclusion and entered Taoism, otherwise he would have been called over.

"A storm is coming..."

Li Yuan sat down.

In fact, he had felt a little uneasy since he last listened to Tianyin. When he saw Wei Tianzuo being killed, his uneasiness became more intense.

A big festival is not an ordinary thing.

As mentioned in Cang Longzi's God Sacrifice Chapter, the Great Sacrifice must at least correspond to the gods of the Netherworld such as Poison Dragon and Xuan Chan.

Not to mention, the Bafang Temple is involved.

The twelve Heavenly Fortune Mysterious Weapons most likely came from the Bafang Temple, and this may be related to the destruction of the Black Whale Sect, the Yangsheng Sect, and even the Splitting Starfish.

Just thinking about it made him feel like a big stone was weighing on his heart.

"In the past, Pang Wenlong established the world and founded the Universiade Dynasty..."

As soon as Long Yingchan opened his mouth, several people present frowned, and Li Yuan couldn't help but sigh. Taoist Master Long was good at everything, but he liked to go round and round when talking.

"Can you speak human language?"

Nie Xianshan is also a little angry. Why don't you start talking about it from ten thousand years ago?

"This matter really needs to be started from the beginning."

Long Yingchan glared at him and tried to speak as concisely as possible:

"The Great Fortune established the country, and Pang Wenlong divided the world's sects into sects. At the same time, he cut down mountains and destroyed temples, and captured or killed all kinds of evil gods, so that they did not dare to raise their heads."

He paused for a moment, looked at the people present, and found that only Li Yuan was listening quietly, and felt a little comforted.

There are few warriors in the world who read, let alone history.

"Pang Wenlong regulates the gods and collects incense in their names, but the evil gods are always suppressed and neither alive nor dead."

Li Yuan listened quietly.

"The change occurred a thousand years ago when Pang Wenlong died and the imperial capital was in chaos."

Long Yingchan frowned slightly:

"There is no record of the chaos in the city of gods. However, after that, the imperial court relaxed its suppression of the evil sect, and even secretly condoned it to suppress us and other Taoist sects."

"Unworthy descendants!"

Long Xixiang snorted coldly.

Indulging evil gods will lead to endless troubles. For more than a thousand years, blood sacrifices have broken out from time to time in the world, killing and injuring tens of thousands of people at every turn.

"The imperial court may not be willing to let go, right?"

Nie Xianshan frowned slightly:

"Pang Wenlong is one of the four supreme masters in ancient and modern times. He can naturally suppress the evil god, but after his death, future generations may not have this ability."

"Maybe."

Long Yingchan thought for a while and didn't hesitate to refute:

"What I want to say is that there is no harmony between the Evil God Sect and the imperial court. Just like the Dao Sect, we are also nominally vassals of the imperial court."

Three pillars?

Li Yuan probably understood what Taoist Master Long wanted to say, and felt helpless when he went around in such a circle:

"The imperial court uses the Evil God Cult to suppress us. Naturally, it will also use us to suppress the Evil God Cult. In the same way, the three parties also check and balance each other?"

"good."

Long Yingchan was somewhat approving.

"You've gone around in circles and you just want to say this?"

Nie Xianshan and Long Xixiang both frowned.

"This has been the situation in the world for this thousand years, and now, the balance among the three parties is about to be broken."

"Um?"

Nie Xianshan's heart moved slightly: "Because of the big sacrifice?"

"Not bad, big festival."

Thinking back to the spy and the secret message sent by an unknown alarm that night, Long Yingchan pinched his long eyebrows and looked solemn:

"The imperial court wants to hold a big sacrifice, and the Evil God Sect also wants to hold a big sacrifice. The latter does not hesitate to take risks to ambush and kill Wei Tianzuo, but the former..."

He glanced at the three people present:

"After Wei Tianzuo was ambushed and killed, Emperor Qian was so angry that he even sent Wan Zhuliu to hold him accountable and wanted to summon the Thousand-Eyed Old Thief to the Capital of Gods!"

"Um?"

"this……"

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Li Yuan, even Long Xixiang couldn't help but frown.

If, as Long Yingchan said, the imperial court used the Evil God Sect to check and balance the Five Great Dao Sects, after Wei Tianzuo's death, the imperial court should be happy to see its success.

Normally, one should even secretly add fuel to the flames in the hope that both sides will suffer losses...
To be continued...