Chapter 587 Gods and Demons? Li Yuan!

Wan Zhuliu?

Li Yuan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, and immediately became vigilant.

With the Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master's lessons learned from the past, he still dared to enter the temple to challenge himself, without even thinking about it, Wan Zhuliu must have someone to rely on.

"Is it the incense blood quenching ceremony?"

Li Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the information he had received from listening to the music before appeared in his mind.

[In the city of the divine capital, the smell of incense is strong. Emperor Qian used all his imperial knowledge and set up a furnace in a secret place to perform the 'incense quenching blood' ceremony for Zhenwu King Wan Zhuliu. He did not hesitate to spend his life and burn all the blood. ,Reshape the foundation... (Level 11)]

In the past few years, Li Yuan rarely blacksmithed, and occasionally he would put aside his hard work to practice martial arts to soothe his mind. He only occasionally went fishing on the platform, and his habit of listening to music before going to bed alone had not changed.

Although most of the listening sessions were of little use, over time, his mastery of many intelligence messages surpassed that of the Five Great Dao Sects and even the imperial court.

The news that Wan Zhuliu had purified his bloodline and that Master Thousand Eyes had spied on Qi Benchu ​​were all obtained by him from a large number of listening sounds or deduced from them.

"Pure cloud demon blood?"

Li Yuan's mind wandered for a moment, and he resolutely put away his hammer and retreated to his own meteorite, thus ending the challenge of entering the first level of the temple.

He looked up at the way he came, and in the dim light he could see Dong Twenty-san, whose face was as sinking as water, and the strange human-headed bird that was unabashedly gloating about his misfortune.

But his sight only swept across it. In the screen of dim light, he saw the wind and snow howling on Bafang Mountain, and Zen Master Dading and others who looked like they were facing formidable enemies at the foot of the mountain.

Finally, he walked slowly towards Wan Zhuliu at the foot of Bafang Mountain.

He was wearing a black robe and white hair, holding a magic sword in his hand. The dragon pattern between his eyebrows shone with a faint silver light. As he walked slowly, invisible oppression spread out.

"Shrine!"

With just one glance, Li Yuan realized that King Zhenwu had taken the half-step before and entered the realm of Pang Wenlong, the Taoist Dragon Demon of the past.

only……

"There seems to be something wrong with his aura."

The veil of light in front of him was lifelike, as if he was right in front of his eyes. Li Yuan frowned slightly, feeling very strange.

At this moment, Wan Zhuliu was undoubtedly at the pinnacle of a warrior in ten thousand years. His aura was as majestic as a sacred mountain, and it was intimidating to look at.

But his aura was very strange.

The majestic and vigorous vitality coexists with the waning atmosphere of the sun...

"This feeling... old and young at the same time? Is it at the expense of burning longevity, peeling off bone age, and improving talent?"

Li Yuan turned the heavy hammer in his hand, feeling strange and clear in his heart:

"It seems that the price of this incense and blood-washing ritual is very high..."

…

"Wan Zhuliu!"

At the foot of Bafang Mountain, Taoist Yuanqing summoned the Sanyuan Yiqi Stake, and Fang Sanyun held the Heavenly Fire Samadhi Seal. Everyone looked solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy.

A person's name, a tree's shadow.

Even if he is the leader of the Five Great Dao Sects, he cannot help but feel fear and depression in his heart when facing the world's number one.

"The realm of the divine palace!"

Feeling the invisible oppression, Taoist Yuan Qing's expression changed several times, and the Qi Pillar in his palm trembled violently, but fell silent again.

"You want to challenge the temple owner?"

Dong Twenty-three’s voice sounded at the right time.

Wan Zhuliu slowly raised his head, the clouds and mist in Bafang Mountain dispersed, and he could see the old-looking figure sitting at the door:

"yes."

Wanzhu Rumor is concise and to the point.

"Everyone who enters the temple can compete for the identity of the temple's founder!"

Dong Ersan was sitting quietly on the top of the mountain, seemingly watching Wan Zhuliu, but was suddenly interrupted.

Taoist Yuanqing's voice sounded, and he bowed to the top of the mountain:

"Senior once said that it takes ten years for someone to challenge Li Yuan. Isn't this the rule of the Bafang Temple?"

"According to the rules, using incense as a sacrifice can shorten the challenge time limit."

Dong Ersan didn't look at him, but looked at Wan Zhuliu calmly, with some regret:

"The thousand-year life limit has become empty overnight, but you are willing to..."

"madman!"

The strange human-headed bird snorted coldly, with strange eyes: "What a shame, I finally met a Taoist seed, but he turned out to be crazy!"

Lifespan and lifespan are different.

The shortfall in lifespan can be compensated by some powerful medicines, but the lifespan is predetermined, and extending it is like going against the will of heaven!

Apart from breakthroughs in major realms, only a few of the rarest 'cosmic magic medicines' in the universe can break through restrictions.

And those kinds of cosmic magic medicines are difficult to find even for the gods...

"It's a pity, it's a pity. I'll ask you again, are you sure you want to challenge Li Yuan?"

Dong Twenty-three asked again.

"yes!"

Wan Zhuliu replied calmly, but did not stop walking. He did not care about Taoist Yuanqing's gaze as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and just walked slowly towards the forest of steles.

When his eyes touched his own stone tablet, his mind was as calm as Wan Zhuliu, and a ripple could not help but appear in his heart, and his eyes changed.

I have been burned by fire for more than three years and nearly eight hundred years of my life, just for this moment.

…

Buzz~

The strong scent of incense slowly dissipated under the observatory.

"Bafang Temple..."

Under the altar, Emperor Qian flicked the sleeves of his robe, and a bronze mirror burst out with dazzling red light. In just one turn, it turned into a light curtain several feet long and wide.

The figure of Wan Zhuliu was clearly reflected in it, as well as the snow-covered Bafang Mountain.

"Your Majesty."

Looking at Wan Zhuliu's back, Wang Jin's expression was complicated and solemn. The atmosphere under the observatory was suppressed, without any noise, and everyone's eyes were focused on the light curtain.

"Can it be done?"

Huang Longzi held the big umbrella and watched intently.

He was somewhat wary of this Universiade Zhenwu King. The talent of a man who could reach the realm of a divine palace in this forbidden land was far beyond his comparison.

What's even more terrifying is his character. Such a talented person is actually willing to give up most of his lifespan!

'According to rumors, there are no taboos in the Bafang Temple, and those who enter the temple are allowed to change their talents and bone age by any means, but...'

Huang Longzi couldn't help but think of the man who opened the temple.

Fake, can it compare to the real thing?

Woo~

The cold wind in Bafang Cave seemed to blow out a curtain of light.

Emperor Qian's eyes were condensed, staring at the Bafang Mountain in the light curtain, but he couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart.

According to the plan, the Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master should have helped the ancestor to seize the body of the person who was supported by the miracle at this moment, so as to seize the identity of Li Yuan.

But until now, there is still no news about Master Thousand Eyes...

Buzz~

Not long after, as Wan Zhuliu approached, a dazzling divine light suddenly burst out from the stone tablet at the foot of the mountain.

Buzz~

The thick and long trembling sound echoed among the mountains.

"Um?!"

Hearing this seemingly familiar voice, the expressions of Zen Master Dading and others changed greatly.

This scene is very similar to Li Yuan entering the temple three years ago!

Wow~

The wind blows and the snow moves like the roar of a river.

Dazzling divine light burst out from the forest of steles, interweaving into a curtain in the snowy sky, and the words on it flowed and shone brightly.
To be continued...