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Chapter 261: The Red Dragon’s Long Roar, the Eight Hundred Years’ Covenant!
The originally sleeping ancient red dragon looked in the distant direction. He sensed a breath that had originally shattered and disappeared, and reappeared in his perception, which meant that the original covenant was signed again.

The ancient red dragon's voice was low and doubtful:
"who is it……"

"Who has the ability to restore the broken covenant?"

"Who has such an opportunity to regain this item?"

The ancient red dragon spoke in a low, doubtful voice, then lowered his eyes: "However, the agreement back then was between the Scarlet Sky Sword and this object. The person holding the Scarlet Sky Sword should not be able to obtain this object, nor will it be able to reunite this object. There shouldn't be such a coincidence in the world."

A young red dragon nearby asked:
"But what if that person really took the Dragon Essence with the sword?"

The ancient red dragon lowered his eyes.

He seemed to see again that friend who was once high-spirited and high-spirited, but finally had white hair, smiling and extending his hand to conclude the agreement that transcended time, but that was eight hundred years ago.

The ancient red dragon opened his eyes and replied:
"If so, it's time for me to fulfill my promise."

"The original Scarlet Emperor's covenant has reappeared in the world."

"Heroes of the world rise and fall one after another. Let everyone know that the Scarlet Emperor's original ally still exists in this world."

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Li Guanyi looked at the things inside the bronze tripod with suspicion. The bronze tripod used to only absorb the vital energy of the strong and turn it into jade liquid, which then fell into Li Guanyi's body, stimulating the flow and changes of his breath.

But this time, perhaps Zhang Ziyong's vitality and vitality were too powerful, the bronze tripod was filled with the emerald green jade liquid, which condensed to the extreme and turned into a solid state?
But this thing looks so familiar.

Li Guanyi turned his palm over, facing the sky, and the bronze tripod on his chest roared.

An indescribable warm current flowed, and the clear humming sound of a bronze tripod came to his ears. Li Guanyi heard the sound of a dragon's roar added to the whistle of the bronze tripod, and then this object appeared in his palm.

Round, lively, soft and passionate.

It seems to contain an extremely immortal vitality.

Immortal?

Li Guan was stunned, and then he finally remembered what this thing was -

When the old sorcerer broke Zhang Ziyong's immortal body, the bronze tripod vibrated and rang, and a hot current flowed into Li Guanyi's eyes. Then Li Guanyi saw a golden-red ball of light in Zhang Ziyong's body.

This golden-red ball of light circulated unsteadily in Zhang Ziyong's body.

Finally, Li Guanyi absorbed the scattered vital energy of Zhang Ziyong's body and activated the Scarlet Sky Sword. The greatest magic sword in eight hundred years fell from the sky, fiercely pierced through Zhang Ziyong's body, and also pierced through the bead and broke it into pieces.

"At that time, Bronze Ding had set his sights on this thing?"

"Before, I was constantly absorbing Zhang Ziyong's vitality. Was it actually absorbing this thing?"

Li Guanyi recalled what Zhang Ziyong said when Gongyang Suwang was drinking with Murong Longtu, "Because of Ji Chengfeng's opportunity, and the immortal dragon essence, relying on the powerful vitality of the immortal dragon essence, he was able to survive in that era and make it to the end."

"Immortal Dragon Essence."

Li Guanyi looked at this supreme treasure, and he subconsciously looked at the old man over there. Murong Longtu was sitting under the tree, picking willow branches and weaving them into a willow headband. He was very skilled, and the willow headband he wove was both exquisite and fast.

The old man put the ring on the silver-haired girl's head.

The silver-haired girl sat next to him, braiding the old swordsman's white hair. Murong Longtu and Yaoguang had a very good relationship. The old man was invincible in his life, but he was lonely and helpless; while Yaoguang was born intelligent, but her mother deprived her of emotional fluctuations.

The old swordsman felt quite sympathetic towards Yaoguang. This young girl was smart and intelligent, and was very much liked by the senior.

When he saw Li Guanyi coming, Murong Longtu smiled and called him over, saying, "Hahaha, come here, Guanyi, come, lower your head."

The old man also put one on Li Guanyi’s head.

"How about it? It's much cooler this way."

Li Guanyi touched the willow ring, grinned, and praised him loudly: "Old man, you will be a good hand at weaving this in the future. Hey, let's open a stall and then make it bigger and stronger. By then, the whole world will be filled with your style."

"If a swordsman doesn't have a green shirt and a willow branch ring, he can't even call himself a swordsman, let alone walk around in this world!"

The caravan members were not nearby, and Li Guanyi did not make much noise, so he was not worried about being discovered.

Murong Longtu was very proud of being flattered by his great-grandson.

He felt that what this kid said seriously while sitting there, although not a big deal, made him happier than what those masters and warriors in the world said about him being the world's number one swordsman or the sword god.

What a sword maniac.

Your old man is really good at weaving wicker rings quickly and well!
Things like 'flattering', said by his beloved grandson, made the old man feel more comfortable than anything else in the world, and he laughed, "Hahahahahahaha, that's right, my child has good vision!"

Li Guan smiled and said:

"I have this willow ring, and I want to give it to you, my great-grandfather, as a gift."

"Come on, great-grandfather, stretch out your hand."

Murong Longtu asked, "Boy, have you learned bad things from Qiu Shui?"

"It's so mysterious."

Although the old man said this, he was still quite happy and stretched out his hand cooperatively. Li Guanyi put his hand on the palm of the old man's hand. The old swordsman's hand was slender and had many wrinkles, while Li Guanyi's palm was still that of a young man, strong and young.

The expression on Murong Longtu's face paused slightly.

Li Guanyi moved his palm away.

There was something in Murong Longtu's palm.

It was round and radiated a golden-red light. A strong breath of vitality was emanating from it. The sound of dragon roars could be heard faintly. Li Guanyi looked at the old man in front of him and said with a smile, "Grandfather, do you like this stone bead?"

Figures like Gongyang Suwang and Siming can all see what kind of path the sword maniac is taking. He does not seek immortality, but only seeks grandeur in the present. What he steps into the legend is the sword path, not the change of longevity.

However, this indestructible dragon essence is the foundation for Zhang Ziyong to achieve his martial arts skills.

Even if it is impossible to achieve the same as Zhang Ziyong, who lived for three hundred years and was still as young as a young man, but with the dragon essence in his body, Murong Longtu's life span will definitely be extended and his vitality will flow.

Murong Longtu did not reject Li Guanyi's kindness on the spot, but just smiled and said:
“It’s a nice stone indeed.”

"Good boy."

He stretched out his hand and held the dragon essence. He and Li Guanyi sat under the tree, looking at the river not far away. He held the Immortal Dragon Essence in front of his eyes. In the sunlight, the Immortal Dragon Essence looked even more crystal clear, like a gem.

Murong Longtu smiled and praised:
"This is a good thing. It's round and beautiful."

Murong Longtu opened his hand and tossed the dragon essence.

Suddenly he shook his hand, and the Dragon Yuan was thrown out like a stone, and fell on the water, creating layers of ripples like a stone skipping on the water, making a beautiful splash on the water, with at least a hundred water splashes.

The perfect dragon essence that created the martial arts legend fell into the water.

Li Guanyi said: "Great Grandfather..."

Murong Longtu laughed happily. He said, "When I was a kid, I never found such good stones for skipping on the water."

He stretched out his hand and pulled it back. The dragon essence appeared in his hand again. Murong Longtu tossed the dragon essence and put the treasure into Li Guanyi's hand, saying, "Come on, try it too."

"It's a good thing, but it's no better to me than a stone."

The old man smiled and said, "The way of a swordsman does not require external things."

"To me, this treasure is no different from the rotten wood and stone on the roadside."

"My journey has come to an end. I no longer need this thing."

"I have no intention of looking back and I have no regrets."

When Murong Longtu said this, his expression was calm and peaceful.

"But don't follow my path. This path is a dead end for you and for everyone in the world."

Then he remembered something and said, "But speaking of which, since you have Dragon Essence and have once pulled out the Scarlet Sky Sword, you can go find that ancient scarlet dragon and make a deal with him to ask him to do something."

"It's still some time before we get to Zhongzhou. Let's talk to Shi Wu and the others and go for two days to see the red dragon, and then come back and go to Zhongzhou with them."

So they explained to the caravan that they were just going to visit an old friend nearby. In fact, the distance was not far. Shi Wu and the others did not doubt it, but smiled and said, "We have to do some business in the surrounding area anyway."

"You guys go ahead, old man. We'll wait for you here for two days."

"But in two days, we will have to continue to Zhongzhou."

Murong Longtu laughed and said, "Okay, it's not far, we'll be back in a day or so."

Shi Wu said with a smile: "That's great."

"It's so far, the old man and that old friend must have not seen each other for a long time."

"I'm passing by today, so I have to meet you anyway."

Shi Yisong, on the other hand, felt a little embarrassed. He held it in for a long time and put two more spoonfuls of sauce on Li Guanyi's pancake during the meal. He only gave him the tender white part of the green onion, with the rough and spicy parts on the outside, and put it in his own pancake.

The old scallion white is quite spicy. One bite of it feels like a punch on the nose.

The little guy burst into tears because of the spicy taste.

But I still stubbornly said it’s not spicy, not spicy!
I don’t know what spicy is!
Li Guanyi could tell what the little guy wanted, so he teased him and said, "Why are you so attentive today? Do you want to ask me for something?"

Shi Yisong snorted for a long time before kneading the corner of his clothes and said embarrassedly, "Well, there's nothing selling swords here. If you go to a bigger store, can you buy me a wooden sword?"

He took out a small pocket and said seriously, "I'll give you money!"

The bag was filled with copper coins that he had saved bit by bit by doing odd jobs, picking up branches on the road, bundling them up to sell as firewood, and running errands. He placed this bag, this young man's dream, and several years of hard work and happiness in Li Guanyi's palm and entrusted it to him seriously:

"Buy me one."

Li Guanyi teased him, "Aren't you afraid that I will run away with the money?"

"what?"

Shi Yisong was stunned, and then the arrogant kid raised his head:

"Humph!"

"Swordsman, I will not give up my promise!"

"A promise worth a thousand gold!"

He carefully looked at Li Guanyi and the torn pocket, and added:

"It's... isn't it?"

Li Guanyi laughed out loud: "Don't worry!"

He rubbed the little guy's hair and said gently:
"I'll get you a nice wooden sword!"

Murong Longtu, Li Guanyi, and Yaoguang Qilin left the caravan for a short time. The old swordsman brought two juniors and arrived at Chen Baxian's secret realm at the speed of martial arts legend. This secret realm was opened, and Murong Longtu, Li Guanyi and Yaoguang came in together.

When Li Guanyi came here for the first time, he encountered many strange beasts.

They also killed a big bear, giving the Qilin Army a good meal.

At that time, Li Guanyi was still thinking that when his skills were deep enough, he could come back again to explore deeper places and get some higher-level elixirs. However, he was always busy after that and had no time to come.

This time, the entire secret realm was silent. Not to mention the strange beasts, not even the sound of wind could be seen. The sky was filled with red clouds, and a huge dragon slowly stretched its body, its golden-red vertical pupils staring at Murong Longtu.

"...Murong Longtu, you are here."

"And, Scarlet Sky Sword Master."

The red dragon's body rolled in the clouds, staring at Li Guanyi, and noticed that there was another thing in Li Guanyi's body, which was the red-gold dragon essence.

The impossible thing that had been said before just appeared before his eyes. Even the Ancient Red Dragon felt that the world was like a dream. After a long silence, he said:
"I gave him the Dragon Essence and the Sword Shadow of the Scarlet Sky Sword." "When Zhang Ziyong held the Dragon Essence, I promised him a lifespan of 800 years. But I'm afraid you didn't come here to ask for a lifespan. That was the original covenant."

"Holding the Scarlet Sky Sword, carrying the Dragon Essence."

"You can let me do one thing."

"Li Guanyi, I've heard about you." The ancient red dragon looked at the young man with some emotion. Heroes emerged everywhere and the world was in flames. For the divine beasts, their lifespan was long, and they had seen the human kingdom grow from sand to stone and then disappear into thin air.

But every time in despair and darkness, there is always a person like fire who stands up and tears the darkness apart. Even after living for a long time, even if the dragon scales have turned pale, the ancient red dragon is still moved by the heroism of such an exciting era.

The body of the ancient red dragon dropped down, and its huge dragon head, surrounded by clouds, came to the front of the cliff. It looked at Li Guanyi at eye level, and its voice was vast and powerful, like thunder:
"So, what kind of help do you want?"

"A new hero in the world."

"Do you want me to restrain the world's famous generals for you at the critical moment, or do you want me to descend from the sky and grant you the legitimacy of the Red Emperor's lineage and the majesty of the divine right of kingship in front of everyone?"

"Or perhaps it could allow you to raise an army of thousands of people."

"The most advanced martial arts skills."

All the scenes he described were those that had appeared in history. The Red Emperor was his ally, but he was not the first one to receive help from the Red Dragon in all these long years.

Li Guanyi thought for a moment, looked at the old man next to him, and said with a smile:
"Grandpa, can I do this myself?"

Murong Longtu didn't care, he just laughed and said, "Why, you still want to hide such a thing from me, your great grandfather?"

"But, when the child grows up, it is indeed like this."

"Things are accomplished through secrecy, but ruined by disclosure. This is the way it should be done."

He patted Li Guanyi's shoulder approvingly, then walked out with the silver-haired girl, saying with a smile: "This secret place covers a huge area, and there are many beautiful scenery inside. Come on, I'll show you around."

The silver-haired girl nodded.

After they left, Li Guanyi looked at the ancient red dragon. The huge dragon said slowly, "They have already left. Tell us what you want..."

Li Guanyi stared at the ancient red dragon with his hands spread out.

The red light on his right hand was changing, weaving and interweaving, turning into the shadow of the Chixiao Sword, while his left hand held a dragon essence. When this magic weapon and this treasure appeared at the same time, a dragon roaring aura rushed and flowed in all directions.

The young man's black hair lifted slightly, and strands of red-gold lines appeared on his body. The ancient red dragon looked at him, and in a trance he seemed to see the generations of heroes in the past. As the years passed, the heroes of the world drew their swords.

Heroes who are heroic, brave, and domineering exist in every era.

He has lived too long.

Sometimes, the time spent sleeping is longer than the time spent awake. During the long years he has witnessed, the originally vivid characters will become blurred and their faces will be forgotten when there are too many heroes with the same personalities.

All that remains is a faded and grayed picture in memory.

The ancient red dragon said: "Your request is."

Li Guanyi opened his eyes and replied:

"I hope my great-grandfather can survive."

So Li Guanyi broke away from the shadows of those heroes in the memory of the ancient red dragon.

The ancient red dragon seemed to think he had heard it wrong. He remained silent for a long time, and then he seemed to laugh. His voice was vast and powerful, and he said, "Have you underestimated the weight of this thing? I am different from your Qilin. I have lived for eight thousand years."

"My foundation and strength surpass the martial arts legends you all talk about."

"And I can help you cross an insurmountable barrier and reach a more distant future. I can defend you against a hundred thousand soldiers and horses, making it difficult for them to reach your territory. I can protect your descendants and pass your token to them."

"I can even use dragon blood to cleanse your bloodline, so that your descendants will have the power to control the Dharma, and thus open up a thousand-year family heritage."

"Even so, do you still want to do this?"

Chilong spoke slowly, "There is no need to be bound by any morals. Many heroes in history have given up everything for the throne and the world, and established their own great cause. Moreover, Murong Longtu's life span is short, and he cannot accept other opportunities."

"Even if I could change the ending of his last battle, which was [death from exhaustion]."

"You won't live long."

Li Guanyi said: "I know."

The huge red dragon asked, "What's the reason?"

Li Guanyi held the shadow of the magic weapon and said, "That is my relative, my great-grandfather. He once dug a hole through a country for me and my parents, and he once came out of seclusion for me."

"he treats me well."

"He was once young and strong. He once held a sword and stood in front of me."

"Everyone says he is a sword maniac, and they say he was this and that when he was young, and this and that when he was in his prime, but in my eyes, he is still an old man, an old man."

"Shelter me from the wind and rain."

"Now, it's my turn to stand in front of him."

Li Guanyi said, "In fact, I know what Great Grandfather is thinking. When I came here, I even thought about whether I should use this wish to satisfy Great Grandfather's desire and invite an ancient red dragon like you to go to Zhongzhou and fight with Great Grandfather with all your strength."

"But if that happens, even my great-grandfather will be tired."

"He might fight to the end and die."

The young man, who was regarded as a heroic, brave and heroic lord, lowered his head. He seemed to be a child who depended on his aunt for life again. He said softly and carefully, "But I hope he can survive."

"Is it too much?"

"He had such a hard life. I hope he can be happy in his last days."

"Even if you fight with all your might, you can still go home."

Li Guanyi whispered:
"Sometimes I even feel like I'm not a qualified prince."

"I should be more ruthless, but I can't do this. Regardless of whether my great-grandfather lets him die like this, I will feel uncomfortable if I even think of using this treasure to exchange for the strategic value of a hundred thousand or even more troops."

“Sometimes I feel like I’m just an ordinary person.”

"Not some hero who changes the world or anything."

"Use the Scarlet Sky Sword and the Immortal Dragon Essence to fulfill the promise we made that year."

As soon as Li Guanyi loosened his hand, the dragon essence soared up, and the ancient red dragon's gaze fell backwards.

Perhaps because the conversation just now lasted too long, exceeding the time theoretically required to state Li Guanyi’s goal, the old man in green robe had already returned and stopped far behind the young man.

Li Guanyi's level was such that he couldn't even detect that Murong Longtu had returned.

Chilong said: "No regrets?"

The young man just said softly: "Anyway, I am just like this. I just want to protect the people around me, and I want to protect more people. I don't want to become someone like Chen Dingye, nor do I want to become Jiang Wanxiang."

"A real man has things he shouldn't do and things he must do. I just hope that everyone is doing well."

"I hope everyone is well, and there won't be any more people starving to death, human trafficking, or people being treated as less than human beings."

“That’s why I came to this world.”

He took a deep breath and said loudly: "Then follow the ancient covenant."

"Ancient Red Dragon."

"Please go to Zhongzhou and witness the last battle of the sword maniac Murong Longtu!!!"

"Then, keep him alive and let him go home."

"Enjoy your old age in peace."

The young man smiled gently, and said seriously, "My great-grandfather has been traveling all his life. He deserves to live in Jiangnan Road, listening to my aunt's music, and then die without any illness or pain."

"Li Guanyi can't rely on him alone to block the storm ahead."

"Li Guanyi is not a second-generation rich man who needs the older generation to stand in his way."

Murong Longtu remained silent. The old man lowered his eyes and said nothing. His face seemed to show both sadness and joy, but he just remained silent.

The red dragon looked at the young man. There were many heroes who gave up their relatives, benefactors and friends for the sake of the world, but He had never seen such a person. The ancient red dragon looked at him and asked solemnly:

"So, what's your name?"

Li Guanyi said: "Didn't I say that before?"

He clenched his fist and smiled:
"Jiangnan, Li Guanyi."

"Okay, Li Guanyi..."

The ancient red dragon looked deeply at this man, imprinting his figure on the eight thousand year old memory scroll, and then groaned, swallowing the immortal dragon essence into its body, and its aura slowly returned to its true heyday:
"I will go there in person to witness the end of the sword maniac Murong Longtu. I will also remember you, Li Guanyi, a special guy."

The ancient red dragon rose up, and flew into the clouds with a long chant. No one knew where it went. Li Guanyi turned around, and there was only the sound of green pines and pine waves behind him. It seemed as if he was the only one in the world.

Li Guanyi pressed his eyes, then perked up and went searching for wood.

He planned to make a wooden sword for Shi Yisong.

Murong Longtu walked away and waited for a while before coming over. The old man looked at Li Guanyi, pretending to know nothing, and said gently: "How is it, what wish did you make with the ancient red dragon?"

Li Guanyi replied: "Well... keep it a secret!"

"But don't worry, nothing is wasted."

Li Guanyi smiled cheerfully and proudly:

"I asked the Ancient Red Dragon for the most important thing for me now."

Murong Longtu said gently: "That's good."

"Let's go."

Li Guan nodded: "Well, let's go, great-grandfather."

This trip to the Jianghu is not long. The distance to Zhongzhou is only one month. After they return to the caravan, they will continue to move slowly towards Zhongzhou.

Shi Yisong clamored for a wooden sword, so Li Guanyi smiled and said that he would personally grind one for him, and then took out the hard, good wood he brought from the secret realm. Shi Yisong's eyes lit up.

Under the guidance of Murong Longtu, Li Guanyi hammered the wood to make a wooden sword.

They were like an ordinary grandfather and grandson. The old man was heroic and the young man was gentle. They had a good relationship. They went fishing, drinking tea, watching the scenery, enjoying the wind and watching the clouds. Then the old man taught Li Guanyi how to make a wooden sword.

Time is slow and warm.

But no matter how long we hope this road will be, it will eventually come to an end. People always hope that precious time can last forever, but it won't.

People grow old in an instant.

Time will disappear in an instant.

Zhongzhou is the center of the world and the martial arts world.

It's already here.

All the princes and the rivers and lakes in the world are waiting for this——

One old and one young.

(End of this chapter)