The night was dark and moonless, except for the faint light of the snow reflected by sporadic candles.

Inside the house, Li Yuan tidied up a little, mainly controlling the mixed gold Daxiyi hammer, the strange soldier forging hammer, the Qianjun heavy hammer, and the best six-way boots and nine-fold boots.

When he pushed the door out, he saw a black-clothed masked man standing in the courtyard.

"Let's go!"

Jing Shuhu lowered his voice and turned around and disappeared into the night.

"Compared to Lao Han, Lao Jingtou is still a little indecisive, and it shouldn't be a big problem if he delays for a day, right?"

Li Yuan muttered in his heart, his body moved slightly, and he followed.

This was already the second day after he went to the Remnant God Temple, and after Shuhu thought about it for a long time, he asked many disciples of the Supervision Hall to inquire about the information before he made up his mind.

Whew~

In the night, Li Yuan rose and fell calmly.

The White Crane Lifting Vertical Method and Harrier Eagle Step he practiced were nothing more than a great achievement, but with the blessing of two pairs of third-order boots, he could easily keep up.

'This kid is so talented? "

In the night, listening to the imperceptible sound of the wind behind him, Jing Shuhu was a little surprised in his heart.

There is no superior light skill in the Valley of Divine Soldiers, and the only few intermediate light skills are also in the secret building, this kid has learned a few inferior light skills and footwork at best, and he can actually keep up with himself?

With a slight movement in his heart, Jing Shuhu quickened his pace.

He majored in 'Eight Steps to Catch Cicadas', and also practiced six different subordinate light skills and longitudinals, plus deep internal qi.

There is no trace of stepping on the snow, the landing is silent, and the ups and downs are like ghosts.

"At this time, you still want to test me?"

Li Yuan's heart was slanderous, but his feet were slightly slow, so don't stimulate this old man at this time.

"It's not inferior to easy work! This kid's talent is ...... older than the old It's better than Han Chuijun."

After Shuhu accelerated several times and consciously tried Li Yuan's light martial arts technique, he stabilized his speed and headed towards the Remnant God Temple.

Li Yuan followed not far away, and when he arrived at the street where the Remnant God Temple was located, the afterglow was swept away, and a black-clothed masked man had already rushed out of the shadows.

It is the elite of the Supervision Hall.

"The old scripture head is so jealous of the Remnant Temple? Or do you want to provoke the court behind these temples?"

Li Yuan thought to himself, and pulled the rags on his face up, like this, he wrapped it tighter than everyone else.

"Spread out and hide, and don't enter the temple until you see the old man's order!"

Jing Shuhu glanced at everyone and quickly ordered.

The disciples of the Supervision Hall nodded one after another, and silently dispersed to the street near the Remnant God Temple.

"You, follow the old man."

He glanced at Li Yuan: "You can control the distance yourself, and you must be within the sight of the old man......

Li Yuan's light skills were far better than those of other disciples, but he was not too relieved.

Li Yuan nodded, not making a sound at all.

If you are latent, you have to be latent, otherwise, what kind of strength will you disguise?

Call!

After a little at Shuhu's feet, he jumped on the courtyard wall that was a few feet high, and Li Yuan followed closely, but saw the old man swooping down.

With the faint sound of breaking the air, the mastiffs in the courtyard wall silently pounced on the ground, and when they landed, a team of patrolling guards was also put down.

"So skilled? Veteran!"

Li Yuan was a little surprised.

Concealment, assassination, concealment, location ...... These things he had seen from the books in the library building and he was not very proficient in, but Jing Shuhu was extremely spicy.

All the way to the front of the main hall, there were no guards or mastiffs who could make even half a shout.

"Top Assassin!"

On the roof of the main hall, Li Yuan's heart sank, for this series of actions, he had to review at least a few times, and step on the point in advance to do it.

Jing Shuhu can do it at his fingertips and find the best entry point......

"Wait here!"

Jing Shuhu said softly

In a word, it has fallen with the wind, and the time chosen is when the dark clouds cover the moon and the shadow covers the backyard.

"These old men are not simple."

Li Yuan crouched on the roof of the main hall, and reluctantly glanced at the big incense burner in front of the hall, surrounded by disciples of the Supervision Hall, he didn't dare to just take away this incense burner.

With a change of heart, he looked at the bamboo forest in the backyard, under the shadows, the bamboo forest was very quiet, only a few lights were lit.

As soon as Jing Shuhu landed, it was as if he had melted into the shadows, and he stared at it tightly and lost it.

"Good fellow!"

Li Yuan gasped in his heart.

He also thought that he was good at assassination, and compared to this old scripture, his own methods were simply not worth mentioning.

"At the very least, this has to be a gold medal killer, right? Well...... Shouldn't the old scripture head also be the killer of the Star Picking Tower?"

Li Yuan was a little frightened and thought about it.

But he quickly gathered his thoughts, stared at the deep bamboo forest, quietly hibernated, waiting.

……

"Whew!"

In the thatched hut, Su Wanxiong breathed a long sigh of relief, his complexion returned to ruddy, and the last trace of cicada qi was pulled out.

"What a dry moon, what a cicada sword!"

Under the candlelight, Su Wanxiong's eyes flashed with essence: "See you next time, I have to let you taste the taste of the old master's and mother's qigong!"

His voice was low and full of murderous intent.

If it weren't for the fact that he was heavily injured, don't say that the people in the withering moon are Han Chuijun, and he wouldn't take it seriously.

Thorn~

He tore open his shirt, only to see a shallow finger print on his chest, which was the most serious wound on his body.

It takes years to heal.

"One breath and one soul finger, Fang Yuanqing, heh, one breath solemn ......"

Su Wanxiong's face twitched, Yiqi Zhuang is as famous as the Dragon and Tiger Temple, and one of the five top sects of the Great Universiade.

This wound is difficult to heal, and this revenge is difficult to revenge.

Unless......

"Seasplitting Whale Hammer!"

A trace of coldness flashed in Su Wanxiong's eyes, and he picked up a letter from the table, took it out and looked at it:

"Meng Zhan can't help it? Oh, wait until he really worships the Blood Vajra...... Who?!"

Call~

The wind howled, and the door of the house was opened.

In the courtyard, the one-eyed temple Zhu bowed slightly: "Helmsman, a letter from outside the city, saying that Qi Ying, the eldest disciple under Wan Ya, suddenly led a team of people away, and it is suspected that he wants to intercept and kill Shi Hong......

"Kill Shi Hong? Wan Ya has this amount of energy, but if he wants to kill Shi Hong, Qi Ying is not qualified enough."

Su Wanxiong disagreed: "Shi Hong is ...... Who?!"

Swish!

Su Wanxiong let out a loud sigh, and the frightened one-eyed temple Zhu trembled: "Helmsman?!"

Bang!

The ghost head knife slashed through the roof, the tile beams fell, and the dust was filled.

"Nobody?"

Su Wanxiong walked out of the dust, a trace of surprise flashed on his face, and he clearly felt a piercing chill.

Bang!

Almost the moment Su Wanxiong walked out of the house, the one-eyed temple Zhu felt that there seemed to be a thunderous explosion in his ears, and he turned back suddenly.

Only then was I shocked to find that there was no one behind me?!

Bang!

Brains burst and blood splattered.

After Shuhu burst out, the little hammer hit a huge power like a battering ram, and pointed directly at Su Wanxiong's chest.

"Bold!"

Su Wanxiong was furious, but his reaction was extremely fast, and the ghost head knife swept across the air, stirring the corpse thrown by the one-eyed temple Zhu into a pulp.

The violent sword light slashed straight at him.

Rumble!

On the roof of the main hall, Li Yuan's heart was shocked, and he only heard the sound of gold and iron clashing through the night sky, resounding.

"I really caught it!"

Li Yuan stared intently.

I saw the smoke and snow rolling in the bamboo forest, and I couldn't blink an eye

The bamboo forests in the fields have been bulldozed, and the thatched houses have been shattered.

The figures that came out of it were all shocked and retreated, but they coughed up blood and lay corpses.

In the land of Lixu, the sword light and hammer shadow are intertwined, the two figures move vertically and horizontally, and every collision bursts out with a large area of firelight.

"That sword light, like Su Wanxiong? Why did I catch it again?"

Li Yuan recognized the slash of light, on the bank of the river last year, the scene of Su Wanxiong transforming into a vapor form made him very impressed.

"Jing Shuhu?!"

A moment later, the sound of swords clashing disappeared, and Li Yuan heard angry shouts, and then, two figures disappeared into the night one after the other.

Bang!

The sound of the arrow exploded, which was a code set by Shuhu.

When Li Yuan jumped down, the disciples of the Supervision Hall who were lying in ambush around him also came out one after another, and pounced on all the living creatures in the temple.

Bang!

Li Yuan raised his hammer and flew out with a backhand hammer.

The shouts of killing rang out, and the two sides quickly fought together.

Fortunately, all the disciples of the Divine Soldier Valley are all dressed in black and masked, and they are not afraid to admit their mistakes.

Call!

Li Yuan strode and moved, the long-handled heavy hammer wielding like the wind, with his current physique, his internal strength was vigorous, and he almost did not encounter resistance.

Soon, the shouting and killing in the temple stopped, and Li Yuan also put down the heavy hammer, his eyes swept over, and he saw a familiar gray-white bead in the ruins.

"This thing?"

Li Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, the bead was broken by someone with one foot, and at this moment there was a light that only he could see.

Mixed with blood and blue, it was actually a fourth-order strange thing!

【Xuanyin One-Eyed Eyes (Fourth Order)】

[Take the spirit snake Xuanyin one-eyed snake eyes, place them in the statue of the remnant god, tempered by incense for a hundred years, nine sons and one mother, and have been born with strange ......]

[Palm Condition: Worship the Divine Law Triple]

[Palm Control Effect: Fifth Order (Light Yellow): Divine Eye Sutra (Remnant)

Fourth-order (green): Worship the gods fourfold, worship the remnants of the gods fourfold

Third Order (Dark Blue): Hundreds of insects retreat, demagoguery]

Great stuff!

Li Yuan picked up the orb and found that under the gray-white shell, there was a vivid snake eye.

And that gray shell......

"It's very similar to the statue of the remnant god, no wonder there is the smell of incense, no wonder I didn't feel this light......

Getting started in person, Li Yuan found that although the incense smell on this stone shell was not much, the grade seemed to be very high.

"At least fifth-order incense!"

Li Yuan clenched the ball, and was pleasantly surprised, he had been looking for high-grade incense for a long time, but he didn't expect to find it here.

In the past half a year, thanks to the attention of Lei Jingchuan and Jing Shuhu, he has collected a lot of first- and second-order hammers.

As long as the incense is enough, don't say five handfuls of the fifth order, six handfuls are enough!

"Take advantage of the old scripture to collect a lot of incense."

Stuffing the ball into his arms, but in fact, it was included in the space of the commander, Li Yuan felt a slight determination in his heart, and felt that he could go to other temples to have a look.

The relationship between the cult and the temple is inextricably linked, and the temple may not be the only one.

"Five fifth-order hammer talents, there must be some qualitative changes, right?"

In the night, the disciples of the Supervision Hall were searching for the temple, and Li Yuan sat down cross-legged against the incense burner, thinking in his heart.

In the past six months, his understanding of the various effects of the palm has deepened a lot, especially about talent.

The first-order talent blessing is equivalent to a middle-level root bone disciple with mediocre qualifications.

Second-order, three times as much as it, Yue Yunjin belongs to this column.

By analogy, the fourth- and fifth-order hammer talent is estimated to be only a few people in the Hammer Soldier Hall, including 80,000 li and Fang Baoluo.

"The blessing of the five fifth-order hammer skills will inevitably surpass that of the old Han ......."

Li Yuan had expectations in his heart.

He had been thinking about the hammer for a long time

It would be rude to have no reaction.

……

……

"The old man is careless!"

Shenbing Street, the backyard of a mansion, in front of the broken rockery, looking at the collapsed tunnel entrance, Jing Shuhu frowned.

He really didn't expect that on the first day that kid went down the mountain, he actually found Su Wanxiong, who had been lurking for half a year.

I didn't expect the temple to dare to take him in.

This means that the imperial court is also ......

"Dig out this tunnel, search, investigate!"

When the disciples of the Supervision Hall arrived, Shu Hu gave an order with a calm face, and then his body moved and disappeared into the courtyard.

In the night, he rose and fell several times, and landed in front of the door of an ordinary house, and before he could knock, the door was already open.

Qiao Tianhe, who looked a little embarrassed, bowed and invited him in.

Inside the house, Wan Chuan was drinking, quite leisurely:

"Two drinks?"

「……」

Jing Shuhu sat down with a calm face, and after drinking a few glasses, his face improved.

"Su Wanxiong's 'worship gods and five ghosts', the most elite way to escape, there have been dirty refining masters who chased him for months to no avail, and it is normal that you didn't catch it."

Wan Chuan put down the wine glass, saw that Jing Shuhu didn't say a word, and said to himself:

"Zhenwutang Mengzhan, Worship God Sect Su Wanxiong, and Sanyuanwu Wanya, tsk, Han Chuijun and Ram Yu don't come back, it's up to you and Duanmu to ......

Qiao Tianhe waited by the side and poured wine for the two.

"If you can't stop it, do you guess Wan Ya dares to break through the mountain gate of your Divine Soldier Valley?"

"He dares!"

Jing Shuhu fell into the cup heavily.

"Of course he dares, a few years ago, Wan Ya had already been refined, this is Yun Shulou's information, there will be no fake."

Wan Chuan pinched the wine glass and shook it gently: "A mouthful of Chiyan Jiao tendon bow, the old man helped you retreat Wan Ya, how about it?"

"Wishful thinking!"

After Shuhu's face twitched, he almost brushed his sleeves away: "Just Wan Ya, dare to change my divine bow?!"

"There is no spiritual blade, let others drive, but the divine soldier will choose the master, the Red Flame Jiao Tendon Bow has been dusty in the Divine Weapon Pavilion for seven hundred years, it is better to let the old man use it."

Wan Chuan does not hide his purpose in the slightest:

"The old man is only interested in your ancestor's method of tempering divine weapons, as for this bow, you will return it when you run out."

"Impossible!"

Jing Shuhu flatly refused.

Every time he thought of the strange treasures that the ancestors of the past dynasties had lost to the Seven Star Palace, his heart was dripping blood, not to mention taking the initiative to send it out.

Even if the Red Flame Jiao Tendon Bow has been dusty for many years, and no one can recognize the master, it is also one of the only two remaining divine weapons in the Valley of Divine Soldiers.

"The Valley of Divine Weapons has become the target of everyone, and you can't defend those two divine weapons, why don't you change someone to guard them?"

Wan Chuan was very patient, his tone was very gentle, and he didn't want to stimulate Jing Shuhu:

"Have you forgotten what the old man said when we first met last year? It was not Su Wanxiong who was staring at the Xuanjing Hammer, not the 'Hundred Miles of Shocking River', but the Evil God Sect Master......

"Can't hold ......"

Jing Shuhu sighed, he was really a little worried, even if they had to deal with it, but they were not afraid of ten thousand, just in case......

"Brother Wan, you and I have known each other for more than 70 years, and we are also old friends?"

Wan Chuan corrected: "Nodding friends."

"If there is really a shock, you can take the Red Flame Jiao Muscle Bow away, and you don't need to kill Wan Ya or which."

Jing Shuhu said to himself, and got up:

"You have to take Li Yuan and pass on the disciples yourself."

"Master......

Qiao Tianhe, who was waiting on the side, couldn't help but want to speak, but was glared at, and suddenly didn't dare to make a sound.

"Hmm...... It's okay to be named, and it's passed on personally, although he has talent, but the old man has long been closed, and he is not enough for the old man to make an exception."

Wan Chuan groaned slightly, but still shook his head: "However, the old man can guarantee that he will become a disciple of the Inner Gate of the Seven Star Palace."

"Inner door?"

Jing Shuhu sneered and walked away.