The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

A little bit of true spirituality in Hongmeng, all dharmas are indestructible and empty.

When concentrating on cultivation, it is difficult to notice the change of time; many monks are completely immersed in the Tao and the law, and they are completely unaware of the passage of time.

With the master at his side, Yang Jian's mind was completely relaxed, and he had also entered this state at this time. He was intoxicated by the mysteries of Xuangong. He only felt that the Taoist body was like the majestic sky, and the hidden mysteries were so mysterious.

After breaking through the limit in the first level, the second level of blood exchange also reached the extreme number of "nine". Yang Jian's foundation of the Dao is perfect, and since then he has stepped into the mystery of Xuangong and opened the door of all wonders!

Bone Forging, Blood Exchange, Juxuan, Condensation Gang, Tibetan Pearl, Yanfa, Guihong, Xuanhuang.

These are the eight realms of the Bajiu Xuangong, and Yang Jian opened the third gate at this time, and stepped into the chaos.

At this moment, Yang Jian felt that he was floating and sinking in the sea of ​​chaos, and the avenues and lines of the avenues were indeterminate, and they contained the truth inside and outside the world.

Yang Jian's body suddenly began to tremble, and the flesh and blood all over his body exuded colorful precious light, and the meridians all over his body, which had been forging but not used, began to open up again.

At first, an unseen breath wandered through the meridians, and gradually, this trace of breath affected the power of all parts of Yang Jian's body.

On the hillside, Master Yuding sat leisurely in front of Yang Jian, and saw rays of brilliance appearing on Yang Jian's body, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, carefully observing Yang Jian's state.

Gradually, the colorful brilliance began to restrain itself.

After an unknown period of time, these rays of light finally stopped coming out of the body, and completely penetrated into the meridians of Yang Jian's body.

All of a sudden, Yang Jian opened his eyes, their eyes gleaming, and a chaotic and inexplicable aura gushed out from around him and scattered into the surrounding world.

Although Yang Jian opened his eyes, there was no expression in his eyes, obviously he hadn't woken up from his practice yet.

The smile on Master Yuding's face faded away, he caught a breath that hadn't dissipated, and felt it carefully.

"Mysterious Qi is colorful, and it contains chaotic artistic conception. It is only one step away from transforming into Xuanhuang Qi... Although it is a good thing, why did it appear so early?"

Master Yuding has a very good understanding of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu, and his knowledge is not superficial.

Yang Jian suddenly opened his mouth to inhale, Yu Ding shot immediately when he saw this, took out most of the spirit stones in Yang Jian's finger, and crushed these spirit stones in an instant, a wave of spirit energy rushed out!

How can the spirit stone that can be given to the apprentice by the jade tripod be ordinary goods? The aura of heaven and earth contained in each piece is extremely pure and vast.

But at this time, Yang Jian opened his mouth and swallowed, and he swallowed half of the spiritual energy in one gulp.

Yang Jian kept his mouth shut and refined, while Yu Ding controlled the aura around Yang Jian's body. An hour later, Yang Jian opened his mouth again and swallowed half of the spirit energy.

"Could it be that you want to swallow nine times?"

Afraid of delaying his apprentice's practice, Yu Ding raised his left hand and cut through the sky with a stroke, and he sucked strands of chaotic air into his left hand.

Afterwards, Yu Ding pointed his right hand at Yang Jian, and a more pure aura of heaven and earth rushed towards Yang Jian.

This ability to refine the energy of chaos, draw yin and yang, and seize good fortune must be a means that can only be obtained beyond the realm of the Daluo Jinxian; what's even more rare is that the real Yuding can be so relaxed and casual.

With this continuous supply of spiritual energy, Yang Jian can reach perfection in his practice this time; he inhaled spiritual energy nine times in a row, and his whole body was once again wrapped in colorful light.

"Scatter," Yuding caressed casually, the sky closed, the air of chaos disappeared, and the aura of heaven and earth dispersed towards this piece of heaven and earth, which also created many creatures.

After three days, there were no more colorful rays of light surging around Yang Jian's body, but his aura was still rising, and his breathing gradually slowed down.

For another five days, Yang Jian had no breath at all, and meridians with colorful rays of light appeared in his body, and there was a faint ray of colorful breath flowing in the meridians.

Although this aura is bright in color, it does not have any 'attributes' or 'characteristics' at all. Instead, it is somewhat similar to those gray and chaotic auras, but the two are not the same.

This is profound energy, not an ordinary collection of spiritual energy of various colors, but the aura of fortune created by Yang Jian's Xuangong, and it is also the reliance of Yang Jian to rule the world in the future.

For another three days, the meridians of Yang Jian's body were perfectly integrated with blood, flesh, and bones, and he could not see them.

Yang Jian slowly opened his eyes, heaved a long sigh of relief, and resumed his breathing, his eyes were full of meaning.

Daoist Yuding asked softly: "Mysterious energy is completed?"

"It's done! Master!" Yang Jian's face was full of unconcealable excitement.

Yu Ding raised his hand a little, and a dagger came in front of Yang Jian.

Yang Jian couldn't wait to grab the hilt of the sword, urging his profound energy, the short sword burst out with rays of light, and with a slight shake of the sword, it took Yang Jian up through the air, turning into a stream of light and flying away into the sky!

Chasing the stars and chasing the moon!

Caught off guard, Yang Jian scrambled across the clouds, leaving circles of trails in addition to holding the dagger tightly.

"Ah—Master—how can I stop this—"

"Hahaha, let's get enlightened!"

It was rare to see his apprentice make a fool of himself, Yu Ding also smiled and let Yang Jian fly wildly, but his eyes revealed a bit of thought.

It seems that the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu cultivated by the apprentice...is the real Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu?

"So that's how it is. From the very beginning of Xuan Gong, one must have a determination to die, to break through the shackles of heaven and earth, and to achieve true consummation."

Yu Ding smiled wryly, stood up, put his hands behind his back, and watched Yang Jian flying more steadily in the sky. Yu Ding's wry smile gradually melted away, leaving only hope and anticipation in his eyes.

Half a day later, Yang Jian was able to put away the dagger, and flew slowly in the air on a white cloud.

Although overjoyed, Yang Jian hadn't lost his composure, and soon restrained his spells, returned to Yuding, and returned the dagger with both hands.

"Take this sword back and give it to Xiao Chan," Yu Ding said softly, "You brothers and sisters have not been separated for so long, she must have resentment towards you."

Master thought so thoughtfully.

Yang Jian didn't thank him either, that would be too extravagant, he took the short sword directly into his finger, and didn't know what kind of treasure it was.

Yuding asked him: "You are in this world, but do you still have unresolved causes and effects?"

"Hmm..." Yang Jian thought for a while, then looked down at the rags on his body, "Buying clothes?"

"No need," Yu Ding said with a smile, "you can just wear these rags and trousers. After I go back, I will send the girl to your uncle Taiyi first, and find a master for her. Your uncle has many treasures, and you should also have a precious garment to protect your body."

Yang Jian was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled.

The two master and apprentice have made up their minds to go to Taiyi Daoist to have an autumn breeze.

Yang Jian looked around and asked, "Where are they?"

"One left, and one stayed. There is still some time on the road, so you can also go in and catch up with her," Yu Ding flicked his sleeves, and Yang Jian was also included in the tripod.

Yuding looked at the world again, a gust of wind blew, and the figure slowly dissipated...

The universe inside the tripod.

Yang Jian landed near a lake in the forest. After walking two steps, he saw a beautiful woman leaning on the tree trunk in a daze under the tree by the lake.

Her face was haggard and her eyes were blurred. Those originally lively eyes now reflected only glints of light and no brilliance.

She was originally a prince's daughter in the secular world, but it was a disaster for the cultivators.

If you are lucky enough to enter the fairy gate, how do you know that you will not be able to bear the fate.

Looking at the girl, Yang Jian couldn't bear it, so he smiled, coughed twice, and walked forward.

She looked up and saw a disheveled and disheveled man approaching, she was startled at first; then she found that it was Yang Jian, with two inexplicable blushes on her face, she bit her shallow lip.

"that……"

Yang Jian scratched his head and sat down in front of her carelessly.

Fortunately, the dirt produced when he changed blood has been washed away by the spiritual energy, otherwise it would be more than tattered clothes and trousers at this time, it must be smelling like a wind.

"Why are you in such a mess?" She said softly, turning her head away, "Go to the lake to wash, I will watch for you."

"I can't wash it now, but it's of great use," Yang Jian answered inscrutablely, and then asked, "What should I call you?"

Didn't even remember the person's name.

Her eyes were full of resentment, she sighed, and she was about to cry: "Am I so indifferent to you? I know that you and I are two types of people in heaven and earth, so naturally I can't afford to make friends with you... But it's too hurtful for you to do this."

Yang Jian spread his hands and said with a wry smile: "No, please recall carefully, did you tell me your name before?"

She blinked, lowered her head to think back, and thought that she really didn't tell Yang Jian her name...

He stuck out the tip of his tongue, his face was hot.

"I... I forgot before..."

"It's okay, just tell me now," Yang Jian coughed again, "My name is Yang Jian."

"I, my name is Qingling, and my surname is Wen..." Her face was already flushed, and she added in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "Light and light, aura of spirit."

Wen Qingling?

Yang Jian couldn't help but looked at her carefully, and unconsciously said a sentence: "Tender and charming, light and spiritual."

"You..." Wen Qingling raised his head and glanced at him, his eyes were complicated and intertwined, for some reason, those big eyes were foggy.

Yang Jian was a little confused.

What's up with her? Why are you so wronged? Could it be that seeing myself reminds me of the tragedy of the year?