The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

All the way to the west, but I don't know how many tens of thousands of miles have passed;

As the seasons turn and the stars move, the bright moon also moves half the sky;

finally……

"That's the only entrance to the secret realm! Go, maybe there's still a chance waiting for you."

Fu Dongliu pointed to the front, and there were two opposing strange mountains more than ten miles away, bathed in the moonlight, standing on the plain, like two giants standing quietly.

Looking from a distance, the two mountains just formed a huge "North" character, and then formed some kind of formation, suppressing this world.

Ten miles away, Fu Dongliu let out a long whistle, and the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth rolled.

Immediately, more than a dozen streamers flew out from the two mountains, standing on the clouds above the two mountains, looking towards this side.

At the same time, Yang Jian also felt more than a dozen strands of spiritual thoughts, strong or weak, sweeping across his body, and it should be the more than ten people guarding the mountain who were investigating.

"Master Fu is back?"

"Hey, it's really our uncle Fu! Did you bring two? Apprentices?"

"Quick! Open the mountain gate! Do you want to be beaten up by Master Fu!"

A few people used the profound method, and they saw the rumble of the two mountains, and two bright doors of light gradually appeared between the two cliffs, and slowly opened.

A boundless breath flowed out, sweeping a radius of a hundred miles.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Fu Dongliu was obviously in a good mood, he didn't directly pull Yang Jian and the little princess into the light gate, but stopped on the cloud, and introduced Yang Jian as if no one else was around.

"Look, what's the shape of these two mountains?"

Cultivators like Fu Dongliu naturally wouldn't aimlessly. Yang Jian looked over carefully and seemed to have a clear understanding in his heart.

This place should be a high mountain that towers into the clouds, but a white light cut down from the sky, like the shadow of a sword, or the light of a knife, or even this light that was swayed by a random wave of the sleeve...

The white clouds were split, the rocks were broken, and a mountain was forcibly split into two halves...

That white light?

No, there seems to be a figure above the white light, dancing with a sword in the sky!

Yang Jian's heart trembled inexplicably, and the Eight Nine Mysterious Kung Fu operated on its own. He slowly closed his eyes and stood there motionless.

"Good savvy!"

Fu Dongliu's eyes lit up when he saw this, he gave a secret praise in his heart, and then nodded in satisfaction.

Although he had no beard, he subconsciously touched his chin, his eyes full of amusement.

Fu Dongliu was still thinking, the favor he owed Yang Jian before could be regarded as repaying a little here, right?

After all, this peak is not just for people to see, and the disciples who are not valued by the major sects cannot fly to such a height to observe.

Height is the only key to open this secret treasure.

The gateway to the secret realm is these two strange mountains.

The strange mountain contains a certain kind of power, comprehend this power, you can hone your state of mind, and you can also understand the power of heaven and earth.

And according to the understanding of the participants, the benefits that can be obtained are also different.

Relying on Fu Dongliu's understanding of Yang Jian's perception, Fu Dongliu reckoned that Yang Jian might need a stick of incense to wake up.

Obviously, the longer the time, the more enlightened.

In Fu Dongliu's opinion, the level of comprehension of' a stick of incense' is already enough to be proud of.

Fu Dongliu used spiritual power to pull the little princess away from behind Yang Jian, and waved to the monks dressed in Taoist robes who flew over to salute, signaling them not to disturb, and just waited quietly.

Clouds drifted across the sky, and beside the spring of Chongming Mountain, the world under the starry sky also became very quiet.

It seemed that it was just a time to breathe. Yang Jian opened his eyes, and there seemed to be white lights shining in them.

Fu Dongliu's face showed a little disappointment at this time. He thought that Yang Jian could understand a lot with Yang Jian's understanding, but he never thought that Yang Jian would open his eyes so quickly.

Obviously, I didn't understand much.

Alas, personal chance, where understanding lies, but it can't be forced, it can't be forced.

Fu Dongliu thought about words of comfort and encouragement to Yang Jian, but then, Fu Dongliu's eyeballs almost popped out...

Then I saw Yang Jian slowly punching forward, his eyes were thoughtful, empty, and bewildered.

And this punch seemed unintentional.

However, a series of white cyclones visible to the naked eye slowly formed on the tip of his fist, and then a series of tiny sword shadows appeared in the cyclone!

This punch was originally just an understatement, but with the appearance of the cyclone and the sword shadow, it seemed to have the potential to shatter the world!

puff!

Yang Jian suddenly bled from the corner of his mouth, and the force of that punch was also shattered!

Only a group of monks were left standing on the edge of the sky, staring at Yang Jian in a daze, unable to say a word clearly.

"No," Yang Jian shook his head and sighed.

"Wh, what's wrong?" Fu Dongliu's voice was trembling beside him.

Yang Jian said in a low voice: "I didn't deduce the following moves correctly. Cough, my breath reverberates, I seem to be injured internally. Uh, I'm fine again..."

moves? What move?

Fu Dongliu glanced blankly at the two light gates, and the two strange mountains that contained a certain 'potential'.

No, to comprehend the 'potential' contained in it?

Why is there a move?

When did you say that you can understand the moves here?

this……

Fu Dongliu's mind came up with Yang Jian's punch without aura. Suddenly, he remembered something told by the seniors in the door when he was young——

'The wonder of the secret realm is the first, it is the mountain gate of the secret realm, if you see a figure when you comprehend it, you must engrave that figure in your mind. '

'Originally, this secret realm was originally owned by our sect, but the world is about to fall, but we don't care about so many sects, so many sects moved here, but our sect is respected as the first sect because of this. '

'Unfortunately, our sect has two moves of the Heaven-shocking Sword Style that have broken the inheritance. According to rumors, this sword move was obtained from the gate of the secret realm...'

Thinking of this, Fu Dongliu was breathing heavily, and looked at Yang Jian with bright eyes: "Friend Daoist, Brother Yang, Brother Yang! Have you really realized the move?"

"Huh?" Yang Jian nodded suspiciously.

"How many tricks?"

"It should be three tricks," Yang Jian told the truth, feeling a little confused at this moment.

Beside him, Fu Dongliu was a little out of breath, and was about to lose control of his emotions.

Three, three tricks?

No, shouldn't it be two tricks?

However, his punch just now couldn't deceive anyone, and the momentum contained in it is really wonderful and so familiar!

Fu Dongliu crossed a distance of two feet in one step, and directly grabbed Yang Jian's arm, his eyes were full of emotion, "I! I have a merciless request... Although this is a bit difficult..."

Yang Jian's heart changed, and he immediately understood what Fu Dongliu was doing.

Then he smiled and said: "This opportunity is a gift from a fellow Taoist, I will repay you, and find a quiet place, I will practice these three tricks for a fellow Taoist."

This is actually what it should be. If Fu Dongliu hadn't brought Yang Jian here, Yang Jian might not have been able to comprehend these three tricks through the Bajiu Xuangong.

Looking at Fu Dongliu's performance, it seemed that no one had comprehended the moves here before, and knew that these three moves might be very precious to Fu Dongliu.

What's more, these three tricks were originally left by the great supernatural beings here, he just saw it 'coincidentally', so he needs to save the three tricks for the monks here.

Otherwise, if that great supernatural being finds out about this, he might blame Yang Jian as well.

Yang Jian never thought about monopolizing this kind of thing.

Not to mention that it is too unreasonable to do so, and it cannot be justified morally.

Taking a step back, those three tricks are somewhat useful for Yang Jian at this stage, but who is Yang Jian?

Daoist Yuding's beloved disciple, orthodox disciple of the three generations of Zengjiao, what kind of formulas will he need in the future?

After some success in practice, I'm afraid I won't like these three tricks and two styles.

"Okay, okay!" Fu Dongliu's eyes were very complicated, moved, dazed, jealous and lonely...

With a final sigh, he took Yang Jian's arm, pulled the little princess with spiritual power, and flew directly towards the light gate.

Yang Jian saw gratitude in Fu Dongliu's eyes.

After Fu Dongliu flew away, a loud shout rang in the ears of more than a dozen monks who were in a daze.

"Still in a daze! Don't hurry up and comprehend that boy's punch just now!"

The dozen or so monks were stunned for a moment, and immediately meditated on the cloud, each of them began to think hard, and gradually gained something.