Heavenly God Mnemonic

"Stop! Stop it!" Kui Shui roared, "You can't get rid of the treasures here!"

Yang Qingxuan glanced back at him, chuckled, stood up straight, stroked his right hand in front of him, snapped his fingers twice, then kicked his legs, began to take a space dance step, and pointed at Kui Shui provocatively, saying: "Come on. Yeah, come, come and bite me."

Everyone was dumbfounded, and Kui Shui spewed out a mouthful of old blood with a "pop", and was pressed down by gravity, with a "bang" on the bluestone brick.

After Yang Qingxuan jumped twice, seeing that his goal was achieved, he stopped, sneered, and continued to stagger towards the stone house.

The other eight people were open-mouthed, angry, and questioned: "Why is he able to move freely?", "What's the matter, is it because he has a treasure that overcomes gravity?"

Meng Rui yelled, "Student Qingxuan, please kick the old ape over so that the field of gravity will disappear."

Yang Qingxuan turned around and said, "Thank you for telling me that I was about to kick him over. Now it seems that I still go around, don't touch him."

Meng Rui opened his mouth wide, and was spitting out blood. The other seven people cast reproachful glances, all of them blaming him for talking.

Yue Qiang said loudly: "Student Qingxuan, please bring me along. Although I had some misunderstandings before, but as the saying goes, I don't know each other if we don't fight. My classmate Qingxuan and I are very similar."

Li Zhiye hurriedly said: "Classmate Qingxuan, there is a younger sister who is beautiful, beautiful and beautiful, and she is thirteen years old, and she will be in her boudoir. I would like to say that my classmate will be a wife, and I will be married to Qin Jin forever. Good."

The other few people were full of black lines, thinking that this person was really shameless, in order to get treasure, even his own sister could betray.

Li Zhiyesheng was afraid that Yang Qingxuan would not believe it, so he hurriedly swore to the sky, saying, "I, Li Zhiye, swear here that as long as Yang Qingxuan takes me into the stone house, I will marry my own sister to him. There is no falsehood."

Yang Qingxuan was too lazy to pay any attention, seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the old ape's body, he couldn't help but his heart jumped.

Although separated by a distance of more than ten feet and yin and yang, the majesty of the old ape seemed to penetrate time and space, making him sweat and struggling.

Yang Qingxuan didn't dare to get too close and walked around carefully, but saw that the old ape was wearing a piece of bronze armor on his upper body, and his body was stained with rust. go with.

Only the sword, hidden in the dust, can still reveal the meaning of Ling Xun, but the blade is broken, only half of it is held in the hand, and a vigorous "Ba" is engraved on the handle of the knife.

"Ba?"

Yang Qingxuan muttered silently in his heart, and secretly said, "Maybe this is the name of the old ape."

He bypassed the old ape and stared at the stone house in front of him, with a hot light in his eyes. Under the pressure of strong gravity, his body began to lose support.

He was able to support his body and walk over because of the eightfold body tempering. The force filled his body and resisted the might of gravity. Even so, he was almost exhausted when he walked to this moment.

He raised his hand to pinch the Jue, circling the Qingyang Martial Scriptures, and at the same time grabbed the Death Soul Stone with his left hand.

Suddenly, a refreshing and sweet rush, circulating in the meridians, penetrated into the limbs, relieved the soreness and swelling of the whole body, and was uncomfortable.

At this moment, the Death Soul Stone became crystal clear and translucent, and a cyan light instantly flowed from his palm into his body, resonating with that Qingyang Wujing Heart Method.

Yang Qingxuan only felt that the bones all over his body made a "crackling" explosion, like frying beans, a strong force, after this change, it sprang up.

After a burst of white light, he saw his skin like glaze. After returning to his true color, his muscles seemed to be firmer, his energy and blood were strong, and his whole body was full of energy.

"Breakthrough? Body Tempering Nine Layers?!"

Yang Qingxuan was stunned, actually breaking through at this juncture? He was in ecstasy. After breaking through to the ninth level of the body tempering, the gravity suppression suddenly decreased. He tried to jump and jumped more than ten feet high. The other nine people who were watching were dumbfounded.

"Haha!" Yang Qingxuan let out a long laugh, and ran swiftly, pushing the Shimen open in the eyes of everyone's envy and hatred, and flashed in.

The change before him immediately shocked him.

The space in this stone house turned out to be a huge ancient temple!

The white jade is bleak, golden and dusty, and on the eight huge Panlong load-bearing pillars, there are eternal lights burning faintly, seeming to reflect the endless loneliness.

There was nothing in the ancient hall, except for a huge portrait hanging in front of it. The drawing was withered and yellow. It was obviously not a young age, only the ink was as clear as new.

The distant view is a stretch of spiritual mountains slowly unfolding, uninterrupted among the clouds, and then a cloud of mysterious mist rising up, dimly concealing the truth.

In the white mist of the Lingshan Mountain, a cliff slanted out, a huge mountain-like ape sitting in a golden armor with eyes closed, and a battle robe behind him was like a fire cloud.

He looked at the demon in the painting, and saw the monkey pinching his hands with both hands, his expression was bleak and awe-inspiring, his muscles and his face were delicate, as if he was alive, and he wanted to come out through paper.

On the right side of the picture scroll, a few lines of small words were mentioned, and the running script was elegant, Yang Qingxuan couldn't help but read, "How many things are always in a hurry; the world changes, time is too short. Ten thousand years is too long, and we are fighting for the day."

He trembled inexplicably, with a few twenty-one words, but it seemed to fall and fall, and his momentum was empty. Like the sound of bells and drums ringing in the sky, there was a burst of excitement in the mind, and I couldn't help being lost.

In the lower right corner of the portrait, the four characters "Eternal Sky" are also written. The ink is vigorous and the brushwork is sharp. It is like a pair of hands holding the pen, dominating the world, and then pouring the world's momentum into the pen.

The point where the pen is hooked, seems to have magical power, like four faint and dark ancient wells and abysses, just like the silver foil of the "Qingyang Wujing", Yang Qingxuan's figure is shaken, and his eyes are stinging. Hurrying to run Qingyang Wujing, this was alleviated.

Then, when he fixed his eyes, he found that the four characters were slightly different.

The first three characters are open but vigorous, sharp but dignified, as if they are full of grace, still hiding the front.

The fourth "empty" character is very ethereal and ethereal, lifting weights lightly, looking like an ape swinging in the sky.

Looking at the word "empty", suddenly, the demon monkey opened his eyes suddenly, and in shock, he saw a golden glow burst out of the golden pupil of the demon monkey, and the whole ancient temple was in there. Under this light, it shone brightly.

Then the scroll hula flew up, as if the rising sun rose into the sky, under the bright white light, it continuously burned golden flames, and at the same time the fire of wind and thunder swirled up, straight into the sky.