The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"elder brother!"

Yang Xiaochan shouted, the first half of her voice was full of joy and joy, but the second half of her voice became apprehensive, trembling slightly.

Fortunately, Yang Jianchu turned back from the realization of the profound method, and was still a little dazed. This time, seeing his sister and himself waking up at the same time, he was even happier, and agreed with a smile, no doubt about him.

Yang Jian stretched his waist, and the bones all over his body creaked.

And Yang Xiaochan had already stood up slowly, her slightly small dress was clinging to her slim figure, just in line with the phrase 'in bud'.

Yang Jian froze for a moment, and immediately turned to Qingming.

"How much is the Yunzhu?" Yuding asked warmly.

"Twenty-two, according to what Master said, scattered from the inside to the outside and from the middle."

Yang Jian stood up, as if showing off his recent cultivation achievements, and light spots of different sizes appeared on his chest, abdomen, and torso.

It was as if there were twenty-two stars floating and sinking all over Yang Jian's body.

The Pearl Accumulation Realm, the fifth level of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art!

Yang Jian spent 500 years of hard training, 500 years of sitting and hard training full of spiritual energy, and has entered the fifth level of Xuangong realm, and started the long road of condensing, accumulating, and storing beads!

This bead is a mysterious bead, not a Taoist golden elixir.

The third level is to cultivate the profound energy, the fourth level is to condense the profound energy, and the fifth level is the mysterious body to hide the beads.

Thirty-six Tibetan pearls can enter the sixth level, and eighty-nine seventy-two is the number of perfection, but Yang Jian estimates that the number of true perfection in the fifth level should be ninety-nine and eighty-one!

Before hiding the pearl, it was extraordinary.

Tibetan pearls are eighty-nine, powerful against heavenly immortals!

This is a simple comparison of the strengths of Bajiu Xuangong and Yuan Shendao practitioners. Yu Ding said it at the beginning, and it was just a reference for Yang Jian.

However, since Yang Jian practiced himself, he has broken through the shackles of heaven and earth every time, and every time he has broken through the perfection of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu, what is Yang Jian's current combat power...

I'm afraid even Daoist Yuding can't explain it clearly, he can only understand by letting Yang Jian go to fight, fight, and meet an opponent who is as good as his opponent.

In short, it's right that it won't be worse than what Yu Ding said.

"It's okay," Yu Ding nodded, satisfied with Yang Jian's progress, and asked again: "The third and fourth stages, what unusual things did you come out of?"

Yang Jian naturally understood that Master Yuding was asking him what was the boundary between heaven and earth that he touched in the third and fourth layers.

After careful consideration and careful consideration of the words, Yang Jian said: "The third level is to cultivate the profound energy, and the fourth level is to condense the profound energy. According to the principle, as long as you enter the fourth level and condense the profound handle, the third level will be considered complete."

Yu Ding nodded, with a serious face, quite intending to ask his apprentice for advice.

Little Cicada was listening, and found out in despair...

When she was at a low cultivation level before the retreat, she couldn't understand what her brother and Master Yuding were talking about, so it was understandable.

But I have cultivated into a celestial being, and even a fairy body, and I have realized my heart... I still can't understand what my brother and Master Yuding are talking about...

He could only pretend to be very well-behaved by the side, and stood quietly, listening to what his brother said about Xuan Qi, Xuan Body, and Xuan Zhu, but he didn't know what it was.

She lowered her head to look at her chest, where the skirt was the tightest, and thought of something, her eyes drifted away and her face was flushed.

Yang Jian: "At the third level, I suppressed the realm, never condensed the gang, and kept tempering the profound energy, because I always felt that even if the profound energy had filled the body and filled the meridians everywhere, it was still not enough."

"Not enough?" Yu Ding frowned slightly.

"Well, I just don't think it's enough," Yang Jian gestured with both hands, not knowing what he was gesticulating. "Master, do you remember that once I woke up and thought hard for a long time without retreating?"

Yu Ding nodded slowly, signaling Yang Jian to continue.

Yang Jian said with a smile: "At that time, I thought about it for a long time before I realized why it was not enough. It was not because of the insufficient amount of profound energy, but because of the quality of the profound energy and the levels that could be improved."

"Oh? How did you come to such a conclusion?"

Yang Jian blushed, and said hesitantly: "I always feel that the colorful colors are too gorgeous, but a little too ostentatious. It stands to reason that the colors of the colorful colors should be able to merge into one color, which is the so-called return to the original. I tried it in this direction, hey, I really touched the barriers of heaven and earth."

"you……"

Yu Ding looked at Yang Jian speechlessly for a while.

It turned out to be because I simply felt that there were too many colors, so I found out the imperfections in myself!

Thinking about it, Yuding couldn't help laughing, "You are also a lucky general on the road of cultivation, so how did you break through?"

"With the help of the Great Spirit Gathering Array arranged by Master, I attracted boundless spiritual energy, and then tempered my own profound energy nine hundred and ninety-nine times."

Mentioning this matter, Yang Jian grinned and gasped.

It's easy for him to say it now, but when he really does it, the pain will tear his three souls and seven souls apart!

But that's it, Yang Jian was immersed in pain for more than ten years before he finished tempering the profound energy.

For more than ten years, every quarter of an hour was as long as a lifetime, so Yang Jian couldn't determine how long he had retreated in total.

"Master, look." Yang Jian opened his left hand, and there was a khaki-yellow brilliance surging in his palm, and then he heard a 'dong' sound, like water droplets, dripping into the quiet water.

A gray pocket spring appeared in Yang Jian's palm, and the 'spring water' was gurgling and flowing. It was clearly breath, but it was like flowing water.

And in the gray spring eyes, there are light purple, light yellow, light red, intertwined and intertwined, extremely mysterious.

Yuding's face remained unchanged, but his heart was inexplicably shocked.

Chaos breath?

No, it's not the Chaos Qi of the Chaos Sea!

The profound energy cultivated by Yang Jian is very close to the aura of the sea of ​​chaos; but the aura of the sea of ​​chaos cannot be controlled at all, even saints and those who reach the heavens and earth can only turn the aura of the sea of ​​chaos into pure aura.

Yang Jian's profound energy should have reached the same level as the aura of the sea of ​​chaos, but it has been continuously tempered and sublimated, and it has come back to its original origin.

This profound energy is already a part of his body, forming in his body all the time, nourishing his physical body.

Yang Jian said: "Mysterious energy has been made like this. I feel that there is still room for improvement. It is only the last time to temper, but it can't suppress the realm, and the profound energy has condensed itself."

The corner of Yuding's mouth twitched, and he stood ten feet away with his hands behind his back, nodding calmly.

Yang Jian flipped his left hand, and the profound energy sometimes became fierce, like a sword drawn from its sheath, extremely sharp; sometimes it became calm and heavy, like a mountain, capable of suppressing and killing everything.

This is the Xuan Qi Condensation Gang, the invisible and colorless Xuan Gang fills one's body, which can further temper the treasure body, and can also change in a thousand ways when facing the enemy.

Today's mysterious body is the strongest magic weapon in fighting skills!

"Master, my profound energy is a step short," Yang Jian asked worriedly, "Will it affect my future practice?"

Nine hundred and ninety-nine times of tempering, this is already the limit! Apprentice, what else do you want? At that time, it was only the third level, and you just wanted to get out the primordial Qi?

That Hongmeng one-element profound energy is hailed as the key to holiness. Your profound body has only been cultivated for hundreds of years, and if you come out of it, you will definitely be smashed into pieces by the thunder of heaven because it is too against the sky!

Yuding had mixed feelings, but calmly, nodded and said: "Well, it's okay, don't be proud of it."

Yang Jian nodded solemnly, and continued to talk to Yu Ding about the obstacles he encountered in the Profound Handle Realm.

That was another ordeal, and in the end he used the steel as a sword to cut off the blood and bones of his own body, quench the steel with the body, and forge the body with the steel.

If Master Yuding hadn't arranged a sound-proof formation for Yang Jian, Yang Jian's unconscious shouts and howls at that time would have definitely driven Xiao Chaner into a trance...

"Xuangong body training, only by bearing the pain of tempering one's body, can one open up one's own endless treasure."

Yu Ding sighed softly, not only loved Yang Jian, but also felt proud of him.

"Master, how long has the disciple been in retreat this time?"

"Four hundred and ninety-two years and more than four months."

"Ah?" Yang Jian was taken aback, and the little cicada next to him was also surprised.

She is now a five-hundred-year-old grandmother? Thinking of this, his face suddenly became bitter.

Yuding said softly: "If you get the fruit of longevity, what about your age?"

Yang Xiaochan hurriedly lowered her head to be taught, wanting to be more old-fashioned, but found that she was not stable at all, she was still a girl at all.

Yang Jian frowned tightly: "Then, Fengshen..."

Yuding said: "The catastrophe cloud has appeared in Nanfang Buzhou. Although the catastrophe of conferring the gods is not yet clear, it is already known. It is related to the change of the secular dynasty. You also need to make more preparations."

"Master, how long will it be?"

"Twenty years at the fastest, and fifty years at the slowest."

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

But don't retreat and start conferring gods after waking up, so what else is he planning?

Yuding said in a deep voice: "Before that, you should go and break another cause and effect, so that when disaster comes, you will turn into ashes of that disaster."

Yang Jian clenched his fists subconsciously.

Yaoji, Taoshan, split the mountain to save their mother, and fight against the heaven!