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Chapter 298: The whale fisherman's defenses collapsed, and the red dragon revealed the emperor's unique skills (asking for monthly tickets)
The silver-haired girl said, "Dad."

The martial arts legend in the entire world, the leader of formations for eight hundred years, was frozen there. His soul would not be hurt even if he faced the sword intent of a sword maniac. His internal energy was powerful and endless.

His formation has reached its limit!

His state of mind is indestructible!
Being and non-being give birth to each other, the five elements circulate, continuously and boundlessly!
The whale fisherman heard a creaking sound.

That was the sound of the mental barrier collapsing.

Old Siming took a sip of wine and saw that the invincible whale fisherman who had made all preparations suddenly retreated with thumps. The formation that had been prepared for a long time dispersed like the white snow in spring.

Finally, Old Siming saw the whale fisherman suddenly turn around, let out a long howl and ran away, tearing a turbulent wave of air above the sky. Old Siming grinned, knowing the whale fisherman's temperament and experience, he longed for family affection and all kinds of emotions.

However, due to his childhood experiences, he is cynical, arrogant and conceited.

Under the pride, there is also some fear of this kind of family affection.

But even though Old Siming saw through the whale fisherman's intentions, he still deliberately smacked his lips and said to the silver-haired girl with a smile, "Look, this old guy is cowardly again."

A roar came from afar: "Si Ming, shut up!!!"

The sky formations are converging layer by layer.

A bolt of lightning fell from the sky.

The old Sima Ming had foresight and grabbed the black tortoise image to block in front of him.

The thunder was brought down by the whale fisherman using a formation. The sound was quite loud, and the black tortoise image was charred black. The black tortoise image stared at the old Sima Ming over there.

Old Sima Ming was silent.

Then he thought of the words he had just recorded in his Yin-Yang School's winning handwriting, smiled carefreely, pretended nothing had happened, looked in the direction where the whale fisherman was going, and said, "Look."

"Another rush."

Li Guanyi was in a daze for a while before he sorted out the situation. He suddenly understood what happened at the Gongsun family. He thought of what the whale fisherman had said before, the story of the Western Region Demon Sect, and connected it with Yaoguang.

The silver-haired girl watched the whale fisherman go away, then looked away with a calm expression.

Li Guanyi saw that the girl's eyes were clear and calm, but for some reason, Li Guanyi saw a hint of sadness.

Because they cannot recognize each other.

Or it was because the whale fisherman turned and ran away.

The silver-haired girl looked at the direction where the whale fisherman went away for a long time. The fingers of her outstretched hand drooped slightly, and then she slowly retracted it.

Then I felt the warmth and generosity of the palm of my hand.

The silver-haired girl raised her head and saw Li Guanyi.

Li Guanyi reached out and held Yaoguang's small hand in his palm, supporting Yaoguang's emotions. When he saw the girl looking at him, Li Guanyi showed his usual calm expression and said, "Don't worry, I'm here."

Old Siming grinned.

He hesitated.

Old Sima Ming put the consequences behind him.

I decided to use the Yin-Yang School’s photography technique to show this scene to the whale fisherman.

I wonder what kind of expression the whale fisherman would have when he saw me escape and something like this happened.

He will be so angry that his eyes will turn red.

Li Guanyi smiled and asked, "Are the things ready?"

The silver-haired girl nodded, her eyes peaceful and calm. Li Guan said, "My aunt is cooking today. If you want to eat any snacks, you have to tell her. Do you want more snacks? By the way, Mr. Siming, let's eat together today."

"We have the Murong family's good wine."

Old Siming laughed and nodded, saying with satisfaction:

"You are a smart kid, it's worth it for me to help you like this."

"Unlike your great-grandfather, when he was your age, he was full of evil spirits. He drank wine? He almost drank the tip of a sword."

Li Guanyi led Yaoguang to Murong Qiushui's place. Murong Qiushui was cooking a pot of porridge, but was being lazy. He sat there with his head lowered, nodding his head. It was obvious that he was being lazy.

Li Guanyi smiled helplessly, walked over, and made a knife with his palm, gently landing on the top of his aunt's head. Murong Qiushui was startled, raised his head, saw Li Guanyi, muttered twice, narrowed his eyes, and said lazily:
"What? Li Nu'er, don't scare your aunt."

Although she should be called Auntie, Li Guanyi and Murong Qiushui have been dependent on each other for so many years that they have long been accustomed to this address, so they did not change it. Murong Qiushui's eyes were lazy, and she supported her chin with her white hand, and said:

"Why, the food today is not cooked yet."

"What are you in such a hurry for?"

Murong Qiu Shui tapped Li Guan's shoulder lightly with the fan, as if swatting a firefly, casually and tightly.

Li Guanyi tapped his aunt's shoulder expertly and said flatteringly:

"Aunt, do you have any snacks?"

Murong Qiushui blinked his eyes, looked at the silver-haired girl over there, and said with a smile: "Oh? You want some snacks? Okay, I thought that the famous Tiance General, Qin Wuhou who was in the palace with swords and shoes, would be so attentive."

"I think it's not Li Nu'er who wants to eat it, but Xiao Yu'er, right?"

During the Chen State Grand Sacrifice two years ago, Yaoguang was able to judge the situation in advance.

He drove the carriage and took Murong Qiu Shui away in advance.

Murong Qiushui and Yaoguang had a close relationship, and he had given this silver-haired girl a nickname early on. Because her hair was as white as snow and her eyes were clear, Murong Qiushui smiled and said, "A raccoon girl who walks on snow and has a jade-like figure, I will call her Xiao Yu'er."

Li Guanyi's resistance failed.

Aunt, you can't use cats' names as nicknames.

was dismissed.

Even Qin Wuhou, who was a man of great power and savvy, had no dignity at all in front of his aunt who raised him.

On the contrary, Yaoguang seemed to like this name that had nothing to do with fateful duties.

Murong Qiu Shui stretched out his hand, pulled the silver-haired girl into his arms, rested his chin on top of Yao Guang's head, rubbed her silver hair affectionately, and swayed Yao Guang in his arms. The silver-haired girl didn't know how to resist, and swayed along with Murong Qiu Shui.

Murong Qiushui was amused by her well-behaved appearance and said with a smile: "Come on, Xiao Yuer, tell your aunt what you want to eat, and I will make it for you today."

The silver-haired girl thought about it and just said, "Mantou!"

Murong Qiushui laughed out loud and said, "Okay, okay, steamed buns are steamed buns, but how do you want them to taste? There are steamed buns stuffed with jujube paste, and there are also soft and tender steamed buns that look like osmanthus cakes. The wind and water in the south of the Yangtze River are good, and the snacks are even better."

“It looks good and tastes good.”

Yaoguang is pampered by Murong Qiushui.

Li Guanyi watched this scene with a smile, took two steps back, then gently patted Old Siming on the shoulder and said, "Old man, come and see how the wine is today. Although the Murong family is famous for sword-making, the wine in their cellars is not as good as those of the aristocratic families, but there are still some good wines."

"We're opening a jar today."

The old Siming nodded in understanding. Li Guanyi comforted Yaoguang's depressed mood, and after walking out with Siming, he took a jar of wine and went to the pavilion. He politely poured a bowl for the old Siming, and then asked: "Old man, that big..."

Li Guanyi paused and suppressed his instinct.

Then he asked, "Great Senior, is he Yaoguang's father?"

The old Siming drank a sip of wine, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Otherwise, you are smart. If your great-grandfather had the temperament, he would have picked up the sword long ago. Only a kid like you who has experienced the world knows to ask an old man."

Old Siming told Yaoguang all of her past events, then smacked his lips and said:
"Yaoguang is a child with a hard life. You should not blame the fisherman. The old man grew up eating at many people's homes. After he became a martial artist, people were afraid of him and flattered him. He is not good at getting along with others."

"Maybe when he was a beggar, he would just run away when he encountered trouble, and now he has developed this bad habit. He just doesn't want Yaoguang to go to the Western Regions. But, how can the problems in this world be solved by just turning your head and doing nothing?"

"I have tried to bring them together to solve the problem between father and daughter. It has some effect. At least the girl is willing to call me dad. But I never thought that the fisherman would be so fearless and fail here."

"It seems that the whale fishermen's knot has not been untied today."

"It should be a mixture of fear of meeting each other and guilt."

“The more you crave intimacy, the more you subconsciously distance yourself from it.”

Li Guanyi pondered and said, "If we go to the Western Regions, then the Demon Sect."

The old Siming held the wine in his hand and answered:
"Don't worry, you and the child can just go to the Western Regions."

"You are quite skilled in martial arts, and you have Qilin by your side. Riding on Qilin and holding a divine weapon, even the Demon Sect will have a hard time doing anything to you. You just need to be wary of their despicable tactics. Before today, you will most likely be safe if you go to the Western Regions."

"As for now..."

The old man replied: "Now it has to be 98%... No!"

"It has to be 99% safe."

"You may not be able to defeat the Regent King or gain a firm foothold in the world when you go to the Western Regions this time, but your own safety will definitely not be a problem."

Old Siming sighed:

"With just this one cry of 'Daddy', the fisherman is completely doomed."

"If you and Yaoguang go to the Western Regions, he will go there even if he doesn't want to."

"Tuoyuhun is dead, and the Tanguts who succeeded Tuyuhun were crushed by the lame old wolf king of Chen. All kinds of demons and monsters have come out. The Demon Sect should have also taken advantage of the chaos to come out. The hatred from more than ten years ago has been offset this time."

"The trouble should end it."

"To resolve the knot between Yaoguang and her father that has lasted for more than ten years, we still have to go to the Western Regions, to the land of the Demon Sect."

"Go meet the leader of the Demon Sect."

"With such a deep inner scar, it's useless to rely on you and me to talk. So if you want Yaoguang to return to normal, you must leave the Western Region."

"Besides, who knows what other tricks the Western Region Demon Sect has in store for Yao Guang. I can only feel at ease after I smash and burn these filthy things."

Li Guanyi said, "The leader of the Demon Sect, Yaoguang's mother?"

The old Siming sneered and spat:
"She doesn't deserve it!"

"However, you have to improve your martial arts skills. Although the fisherman's words are a bit harsh, what he said is not false. Your martial arts skills are the strongest among the younger generation, but your opponents were all like this when they were young."

"Yuwen Lie, the Khan of the Turks, is like a tiger captured by He Ruo."

"What's more, there is also the God of War Jiang Su, who is your opponent."

"Reach the seventh level of Grandmaster realm as soon as possible."

"Only then will you be able to unleash the true power of the Dharmakāya and truly use the true meaning of the sword moves that the Sword Maniac taught you."

The old Siming drank happily, finished one jar, and ran to get the second jar. Li Guanyi pondered for a long time, looked into the distance, and said to himself:

"Western Region Demon Sect..."

It seems that the things encountered on the trip to the Western Regions are more serious than originally imagined, the Demon Sect, the Great Banner Camp, the Thirty-Six Tribes, the Regent, the Dangxiang Kingdom, Lu Youxian, and Li Zhaowen... It is true that the world has changed drastically.

There are turbulent waves everywhere in this world.

But after the whale fisherman ran out wildly, he plunged straight into the rivers and lakes, and sank like a huge rock. After a long time, he suddenly jumped out, covering his chest, with a painful and complicated expression on his face, but with a smile on his face.

The girl clearly showed no emotion, and she said the word "Dad" calmly.

But it is more beautiful than any sound a whale fisherman has ever heard in his life.

It was ten thousand times more powerful than the blooming flowers in spring, the falling snow in winter, and the sound of stringed instruments. Even though he ran a thousand miles in one breath, his heart was still excited.

The sound was like the most advanced martial arts in the world. Even if the whale fisherman closed his eyes, it was still echoing in his mind without fading at all.

The silver-haired man sighed:
"I believe what the Master said back then, the sound of it lingers in my ears for three days."

"But it's not very good for the heart and soul."

When he went there, he had already made up his mind to take Yaoguang away. His heart was as hard as iron and would never change. However, he did not expect that such determination was no less than that of the sword maniac.

It was completely shattered by the two words "girl".

The whale fisherman actually showed a kind of——

'My daughter wants to go to the Western Regions, so let her go to the Western Regions!'

'Her father is a master of martial arts and formations. The world is so big, where can't he go? ' The thought came to her mind, but at this moment she was floating on the water, letting herself be pushed by the turbulent waves, not wanting to move at all.

However, Old Sima Ming did not find where the whale fisherman was, but after thinking about it, he used Li Guanyi's last halberd to chop down the whale fisherman's formation. The aftermath of the energy also recorded the scene of the whale fisherman's hat being shattered in the jade.

Then I folded a thousand paper cranes.

Put this piece of jade inside the thousand paper cranes.

The old man blew a breath and then lifted the paper cranes up. The cranes flapped their wings and seemed to come alive. They flew towards the direction of Zhongzhou Academy. The old Siming wrote a few simple words on the cranes.

"Si Wei, someone used your [Four Symbols Sealing Spirit Formation] to fight with the formation leader."

'And won'

"Look, is your formation not as good as this kid's?!"

Si Wei, like the other six palace masters, stayed in the academy.

After flying for a day and a night, the thousand paper cranes came back with Si Wei's reply. Old Siming opened the letter and saw large blocks of text inside. The entire paper crane was filled with tiny calligraphy.

It's probably to prove that what Sima Ming said is bullshit.

Talk about the changes in this formation and the principles of the [Four Symbols Soul Sealing Formation].

This paper crane used by the Yin-Yang family to deliver messages was filled with writing in tiny calligraphy on both the front and back.

These words are the limit of the Thousand Paper Cranes, not the limit of Si Wei.

Old Master Siming just smiled and didn't even look at him.

I just made a new paper crane.

There were two big words written inside.

[Anxious]?
He then folded the letter and flew back to the academy.

Afterwards, thousands of paper cranes filled with messages flew back one after another, but old Siming did not read any of them. He just said to Li Guanyi, "Just wait and see. In a few days, that old guy Si Wei will have to come over. The time you are in the Western Regions will be at least one or two years."

"The mechanical arts of the Mohist school, the mechanical arts of Gongshu Ban, and Si Wei."

"I can create some decent formations for your state capital."

"We can't rush this. If we want to build a large formation, it will take years. But we can't be slow. If we slow down any further, it will be too late."

In the past few days, the Qilin Army and the Tiance Mansion were selecting candidates to accompany Li Guanyi to the Western Regions. Li Guanyi was flipping through his great-grandfather's sword manual and asking for advice every day. But on this day, when Li Guanyi was practicing, he suddenly heard bursts of sword sounds in his ears.

The sound of the sword was not from the wooden sword Dragon Picture, but from the divine weapon Chixiao Sword.

Li Guanyi woke up from his meditation and opened his eyes, only to see the Chixiao Sword transformed into a stream of fire. This magical weapon was suspended in the air, and bursts of golden-red light appeared on the sword, changing like flames.

"Hmm? Chi Xiao, what's wrong?"

Li Guanyi was shocked. The Scarlet Sky Sword was suspended in the air, whistling and leaping around him, as if it was guiding him to go somewhere. Li Guanyi asked, "You said, there's a place you want me to go?"

The Chixiao Sword suddenly emitted a series of sword sounds.

Then he soared directly into the air, making a sound of sword in the air, and flew towards the sky. The sword light showed traces of red flames. Li Guanyi was in the fifth heaven realm and could not fly. He just said:
"Kirin!"

The Qilin lying quietly over there opened his eyes.

A golden-red light flashed in the Qilin's eyes. The next moment, accompanied by a roar like a dragon or a tiger, the Qilin instantly turned into a flame and appeared beside Li Guanyi. It then turned into a stream of light. Li Guanyi soared into the air and rode on the Qilin's back.

The Qilin stepped into the air, chasing the sword light. After the academy, the breath of the Fire Qilin reached the realm of the seventh heaven, and various derivative methods were also mastered. At this moment, when he stepped on fire, it was no longer like before, condensing the flames into a lotus to hold it up, but turned into a large cloud of fire.

The Fire Kirin followed the fire cloud into the sky, chasing the sword light in the sky. The people in the south of the Yangtze River looked up, only to see a ball of fire cloud appear at this time. They seemed a little curious. The speed of the Scarlet Sky Sword was not fast, and Li Guanyi and the Fire Kirin quickly caught up.

This place is already very high, with clouds filling the sky and the Chixiao Sword hanging in the air.

Li Guanyi did not take the sword. His eyes passed over the Chixiao Sword and fell on a place higher in the clouds. Pieces of white clouds dispersed, revealing the huge body winding under the clouds, revealing the golden-red scales, and a pair of calm pupils.

Li Guanyi's sight fell on the dragon horn with a hideous sword mark.

An ancient red dragon that is eight thousand years old!

The Chixiao Sword was hovering beside this huge dragon, whistling and leaping for joy.

The ancient red dragon stretched out its claws and touched the sword with its front claws. Then the Scarlet Sky Sword whistled again and turned into a stream of light and returned to Li Guanyi. The ancient red dragon spoke in human language and said slowly, "It's been a long time, Li Guanyi."

Since the battle with his great-grandfather Murong Longtu in Zhongzhou last year, Li Guanyi had never seen this dragon that appeared frequently in myths and legends. At this moment, he bowed slightly and said, "It's been a long time since I have seen it."

"I just don't know why His Majesty the Ancient Red Dragon suddenly came to Jiangnan?"

The ancient red dragon did not answer, but his eyes fell on the fire qilin, and he said slowly: "Okay, okay, I never thought that after not seeing you for such a short time, you have already reached such a level, and can even be compared with the ordinary qilin's cultivation of a thousand years."

Fire Kirin: “…………”

No, that old guy, how much good fruit did he give me?
Huo Qilin began to doubt.

Could it be that the good fruit given by the old guy not only caused a change in the perception of time, but also the amount each year was much more than an ordinary Qilin's one year of practice?
Huo Qilin's forehead twitched, but he instinctively answered: "Great virtue is not an official, great truth is not an instrument, great faith is not an agreement, and great time is not uniform. If you observe these four, you can be determined to study."

"I am very strict in my studies!"

After saying this, Huo Qilin's face looked a little gloomy.

Old thing!!!
He was furious and couldn't help showing off.

But the Fire Kirin was seen stepping on red clouds, its front paws stepping on fire, its left front paw raised, its head slightly raised, its Kirin horns like flowing clouds, its mouth slightly open, its Kirin whiskers slightly raised, and golden-red light changing in its mouth, looking majestic and dignified, like the mythical beast Kirin.

Finally, it stopped wagging its tail.

The ancient red dragon praised:
"I see. Not bad, not bad."

The little Qilin's current appearance and temperament seem to be very popular among these older generation mythical beasts.

He is a spiritual child that the older generation likes.

The standard appearance and temperament of the mythical beast recorded in the book.

The ancient red dragon praised for a moment before answering Li Guanyi, saying:

"Li Guanyi, do you still remember the day you went to the secret realm? You and I agreed that when we meet again, I would give you a Dharma that would upgrade your Dharma form. In the secret realm, there is something that the previous generation of Fire Kirin left for this little fellow."

"It's just that when we met before, although you had already broken through, this little Qilin was still so naughty."

"Now that you have accomplished both, follow me."

"It's time to fulfill the promise made that day."

The ancient red dragon raised its head and roared, asking Li Guanyi to follow Him.

Of course there was nothing wrong with Li Guanyi, so he went down and talked to Jian Kuang first. The Fire Qilin's speed in controlling fire was not as fast as the Ancient Red Dragon. The Ancient Red Dragon did not have the so-called majesty of a divine beast, and it bowed its head calmly, letting Li Guanyi and the Qilin sit on top of its head.

Because the promise made that day was to Li Guanyi and Qilin, only the two of them could go.

The ancient red dragon let out a long roar, and directly carried Li Guanyi and the Qilin to the sky. Then its speed suddenly increased, and a strong wind blew over his face, almost blowing Li Guanyi off. Li Guanyi's face turned pale, and the fire Qilin's claws instinctively grabbed the red dragon's scales.

The ancient red dragon laughed loudly and chanted: "That's not necessary."

"You two can't fall down."

Li Guanyi looked at the mountains and rivers below that were rapidly flowing toward the back, and the clouds on both sides were stretched into blurred lines. Suddenly, an idea emerged in his mind. Li Guanyi said, "Senior, senior..."

The ancient red dragon seemed to be a little hard of hearing, or it might be that Li Guanyi's voice was too soft.

After a while, the Ancient Red Dragon finally heard Li Guanyi's voice and said:
"Junior, what did you say?"

Li Guanyi shouted, "Senior Chilong is so fast, can I tell you?"

"I don't want the opportunity and benefits that the seniors talked about."

The Ancient Red Dragon said: "Oh? Don't want it anymore?"

Li Guanyi said: "I just don't know if you can send us to the Western Regions, Senior?"

He was impressed by the terrifying speed of the red dragon.

Even if we slow down, we can still reach the destination in one day.

Chi Long was shocked when he heard this, but suddenly he couldn't stop laughing. His voice was like thunder, echoing around him. He said, "You want me to send you to the Western Regions? Hahahaha, interesting, interesting."

"You are the second person who has dared to say such a thing to me in the past eight hundred years."

"No wonder this sword likes you!"

The Chixiao Sword whistled continuously, and it seemed quite proud.

The ancient red dragon said: "It's not that I can't agree to such a request, but it depends on how you perform in a while. I brought you here today not just for the things that the previous generation of Fire Kirin gave to this little fellow."

"It's not just about upgrading your Red Dragon Dharma Image, there's also something quite big going on."

The ancient red dragon flew across the sky, its voice deep and profound:
"Do you know the [Emperor's Divine Art]?"

Li Guan nodded. He had practiced a chapter of "Red Dragon Guarding the Nine Provinces" and knew that both the Chen and Ying countries had their own unique skills that were not inferior to the ten great skills of the Central Plains. He had been exposed to these skills a long time ago. The Ancient Red Dragon said, "If that's the case, then it's easy to talk about it."

His voice became solemn and calm, and he said slowly:
"But if you want to, create your own—"

""The Divine Art of the Son of Heaven"?!"

(End of this chapter)