Chapter 542 Borrowing Blood (Update 1)

Boom~

As the sword light dissipated, the divine realm trembled violently.

"This is a win?!"

Not to mention Taoist Tiancan, Nie Xianshan, even Long Xixiang, who asked Li Yuan to fight quickly, couldn't help but shrink his pupils, it was too fast.

and……

"How did he withstand the first blow to subjugate the demon?!"

Not only him, but Taoist Tiancan and Monk Leung-headed, two great masters who had also been trapped by the sword's intention for decades, also had the same doubts in their hearts.

The Demon-Fuding Sword Technique is the master of Wan Zhuliu Gathering Hundreds of Schools. In addition, the Demon-Fuming Dragon Divine Sword has created a peerless sword technique, which can be cut with the body of a blood-exchanged person. Even the master would never dare to attack him with his own body.

Li Yuan took it, and even that knife did not break his body-protecting Qi...

'He was blessed by the Bafang Temple...'

boom!

After a moment of astonishment, Tiancan Taoist was the first to react, and the sword intention that had been trapped for many years was removed. Even with his character, he couldn't help but scream.

Then with a wave of his sleeves, everyone present was sent out of the divine realm. He himself laughed and dived into the dazzling divine light that burst out from the old tree.

Buzz~

As the light and shadow flowed, Li Yuan exited the divine realm. Before opening his eyes, he heard several "clicks". As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Long Xixiang releasing his true energy and protecting the ancestor's tablet in the small temple.

Nie Xianshan shook his body, barely suppressing his outflow of energy, which showed that his mind was agitated.

Zen Master Pantou also shook his body and let out a loud voice as loud as a yellow bell.

"Dharma protector!"

Long Xixiang reacted and raised his hand to hold Taoist Tiancan's left shoulder. Nie Xianshan and Nie Xianshan slowed down for half a beat, one held his right shoulder and the other held his back, and began to pump infuriating energy.

In an instant, various colors intertwined in the small temple, and the true energy of the four great masters surged, forcing Li Yuan out of the small temple.

"call!"

When exiting the small temple, Li Yuan just exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes were very bright:

"The benefits of Die Jia are indeed great!"

More than ten days ago, when he drew the sword for Wang Wenyuan in Zhaixinglou, the first sword of the demon-suppressing style made him a little afraid. He might be injured if he took it hard.

But at this moment, with the blessing of three additional pairs of eighth-level divine armor, he could completely ignore this sword.

"With all our strength, Wan Zhuliu, who is at the same level, is no longer the enemy of Dao Ye Yihe!"

Looking at the small temple shrouded in light, Li Yuan felt very good. For many years, he once regarded Wan Zhuliu as his biggest imaginary enemy and used it as a mirror.

When he first drew his sword, he was not the enemy of Wan Zhuliu and Shuhe at the same level, but now, a few years later, the situation is reversed.

The progress and transformation in this process is like fine wine, which makes him think carefully and happily.

"If I wasn't afraid of getting hurt, I could have withstood the Demon-Suppressing Sword Technique when I drew the sword for Mrs. Wang... Now, being able to withstand it from the front is not the limit."

Feeling the various blessings from the weapon jar, Li Yuan felt comfortable both physically and mentally. He couldn't help but take out a gourd of Baicao brew and drank it "gudong" and "gudong".

Buzz~

White mist rose from the small temple, shrouding the temple inside.

Li Yuan didn't want to wait any longer. He glanced back at his brother and sister-in-law's family who heard the commotion and came out to watch the fun. He touched the mask on his face and bowed his hands.

'Old Dragon Head is still trustworthy. My second brother and sister-in-law are looking very good and have not been affected. These two little guys are also much stronger.'

Smiling slightly, without waiting for a response, Li Yuan turned around and went to the edge of the cliff to find a secluded place, where he sat cross-legged, adjusted his breath, and reviewed his thoughts.

Every time he encounters a battle or event, he must review the aftermath. This is a habit he developed in his previous life.

"Wan Zhuliu is indeed an unparalleled strong man."

His own family knows his own affairs, and Li Daoye has always been self-aware. Even if he destroys the dead and destroys the dead, it seems to have uprooted Wan Zhuliu's sword intention, he does not dare to underestimate him.

He thought to himself that if he didn't have the support of Zhang Wengui, he would probably have to fight hard if he wanted to defeat Wan Zhuliu.

"But, why shouldn't I use it?"

Li Daoye has no psychological burden at all. If he ignores the crushing round and fights the torturous battle, then there is something wrong with his brain.

What's more, Wan Zhuliu's sword intention is based on his current state, and he has the vision and intuition of a great master, which is much stronger than when he changed blood and achieved great success.

Looking back at the battle just now, Li Yuan did not raise any issues. From the moment he took action to the moment he defeated the sword master, there were no flaws or omissions. Asking himself, it would be the same for anyone in the world:

"Big victory!"

Invincible at the same level!

Li Yuan thought for a while, it was hard to say in Tianshiyuan, at least in the current imperial court, no one at his level could beat him, but he did not deliberately pursue this.

As soon as my mind changed, I let it go.

"There are more ways to control the combination."

For more than half a month, Li Yuan has been thinking about exploring more control combinations. In fact, he had a similar idea earlier, but the number of high-level weapons was scarce and he could not try more combinations.

But now...

"Armor can be stacked, bone ornaments can be stacked, spiritual boots can be stacked, swords, hammers, and sticks can also be stacked, and even bows can be stacked! It is good to control the Tianyun Xuanbing at the same time, but with the characteristics of the Xuanbing, it is necessary to match the new ones

The combination may have miraculous effects..."

Li Yuan was thinking in his mind.

A variety of control combinations can cope with more different situations, such as martial arts training, traveling, fighting and so on.

The only slight flaw is that although the cooldown time of the replacement is very short, it is not seamless.

"If the weapon is at the tenth level, it should be able to be replaced seamlessly... Well, with the wealth of these two seniors, it should be more than enough to help me advance the weapon to the tenth level."

Calmly, Li Yuan meditated internally, practiced externally, and did not waste any time while waiting.

…

The temple door was closed, covered by clouds and mist, and it was night in a blink of an eye. Li Yuan was transporting qi, blood and true energy to warm his body and spirit. Suddenly, he seemed to feel something.

Looking up, I saw green light intertwined among the clouds and mist, transforming into an old tree with lush branches and leaves. The old branches and leaves were crisp and made a "whispering" sound in the wind.

If you look closely, you can vaguely see the shadow of some animal flickering among the branches and leaves.

"The Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm."

Li Yuan looked carefully.

The old tree rose from the ground for only a moment, as if it had gone through spring, summer, autumn and winter. In the blink of an eye, the green leaves had withered and yellowed and fallen, but then new branches sprouted out, and in the blink of an eye, they withered and yellowed again.

After repeating this process nine times, the old tree trembled slightly, and the vitality of the nine changes of withering and prosperity came back. In a blink of an eye, the door of the small temple was pushed open, and Taoist Tiancan stepped out.

"Is this the ninth transformation of cultivation?"

Li Yuan was stunned for a moment and then stood up and walked towards the small temple.

The illness was gone. At this moment, Taoist Tiancan's body was filled with frightening vitality. From a few dozen feet away, Li Yuan felt that all things were competing and full of vitality.

"Congratulations to the great perfection of your magical power, senior!"

Li Yuan cupped his hands and congratulated him.

"Once the illness that has lasted for many years is gone, I will enter the ninth transformation without even thinking about it."

As he spoke, Taoist Tiancan bowed his head, his sleeves and robes hanging to the ground. He gave Li Yuan no chance to refuse, and gave him a solid gift:

"Thank you, little friend, for drawing the sword to save the old man's life!"

"You are embarrassing this junior."

Li Yuan gave a wry smile and could only agree. Although he was always very polite, he was actually very pragmatic.

"You deserve it."

The leprosy-headed monk flicked his fingers, and his true energy turned into words. At this moment, he could not calm down in his heart.

"The old monk is right, you deserve it."

Let Li Yuan help him, the old Taoist priest was full of energy. He stroked his long beard and was in a good mood: "In addition to the things that the old Taoist has given me, if you want anything, you might as well come with me."

"Senior is too polite."

Li Yuan said, but looked at Long Xixiang, who said:

"Senior has escaped from misfortune. It's time to congratulate him. We can talk about the rest later. It's not too late!"

"It's time to congratulate, it's time to congratulate!"

Taoist Tiancan quite agreed, and with a wave of his hand, he summoned his disciples and grandsons who were waiting on the side, and gave instructions to go down.

In the next two days, a banquet of 3,000 tables was held in Qinglong Pavilion. People in the city and businessmen in the past were all invited to join the banquet, which attracted many people to join in the fun.

Seven days later, when there were still people in the city discussing the grand banquet at Qinglong Pavilion, a great monk from the Xinyi Sect followed suit and booked half of the city's restaurants and held a banquet for 3,000 tables. There were many people who responded.
To be continued...