The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

In order to conceal his whereabouts, Yun Xiao is also hiding in an inconspicuous beast warship at this time, and is in charge of commanding an army of the spirit tribe, which is not a short distance away from the army led by Ao Xinke.

In fact, she doesn't have much to do every day. There are counselors among the generals of the spirit clan, and there are also a few prehistoric monks who serve as think tanks. She just needs to receive the messages from Ao Xinke and issue some instructions to her subordinates.

As the catastrophe approached, it was difficult for Yunxiao to practice meditation, so he found some Taoist scriptures to read at will to consolidate the realm of Taoism.

When the Heavenly Court was busy arranging the ceremony for offering sacrifices to the heavens, she was still the same, holding a book and reading it quietly.

As long as Ao Xinke's orders cannot be carried out, or the situation is so severe that she has to lead an army into the wild for support, she will remain in this state.

After reading for a while, Yun Xiao frowned slightly, not knowing why he was a little sleepy.

This is indeed a bit unbelievable for her who has long forgotten what sleep is.

The plain hands are fiddling with slender clouds, and the bright eyes are a little worried.

Yun Xiao dragged his chin and continued to read the Taoist scriptures in front of him, feeling somewhat boring like this...

Boom...

A knock on the door suddenly sounded behind him, and a familiar voice came through the door.

"Junior Sister Yunxiao, is it convenient for me to come in?"

"Huh?" Yun Xiao suddenly became vigilant, with an extra sword in his hand, his consciousness locked on the one standing outside the door...

"Xuandu? What are you doing here?"

The monk outside the door suddenly shook his head and sighed softly, and pushed open the door, "Of course I need to find you, so I'll come in."

Yun Xiao was a little vigilant, and his spiritual sense immediately swept tens of thousands of miles around him, and he was a little stunned for a moment.

How did she get back to Jinao Island?

This should be the small courtyard of the third sister Bixiao, and many of the flowers and plants planted in the courtyard are also taken care of by her.

But Yun Xiao is not an ordinary monk after all, she asked in a fixed voice: "Who are you?"

"It seems that your temper has indeed changed a lot. You stabbed me with a sword if you didn't come up directly." Xuandu spread his hands, released his breath and dao rhyme, and said calmly, "I am Xuandu, this is your dreamland, don't be too nervous, just sit down."

Yun Xiao snorted softly angrily, but didn't doubt Xuan Du's identity much.

Because of Xuandu's words and deeds, and the lazy look in his eyebrows, it really cannot be faked.

Moreover, Yun Xiao also heard about Xuandu's great dream supernatural power, which was said by Master Tongtian. It is extremely mysterious, and it is rare to experience it today.

Yun Xiao sat back to his original position with a somewhat indifferent face, and continued to read the Taoist scriptures, "Why did you ask me, senior brother?"

"Junior Sister Yunxiao, don't be so indifferent." Master Xuandu chuckled, took a chair casually, sat beside Yunxiao, looked at Yunxiao with a smile, "I'm here, naturally I have something good to promise you."

"A good thing?" Yun Xiao glanced at Xuandu, "Since senior brother bullied my three sisters with Chanjiao that day, there has been nothing good between senior brother and me."

"Are you still holding grudges? Isn't that just a show for Qianhong?" Master Xuandu spread his hands helplessly, "Now that Honghuang is unanimously open to the outside world, the sages and masters have issued a decree, and the previous grievances can no longer be mentioned."

"Tell me, what is the purpose of coming to me?" Yun Xiao urged impatiently, "I think I know about Senior Brother, and I always go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing."

Xuan Du nodded deeply, and said: "That is, if I can practice lying down on weekdays, I will definitely not sit, let alone stroll casually."

"snort!"

"Junior sister, don't be angry, don't be angry, in fact, I came here to help you practice."

Xuandu pondered for a while, and said in a strict wording: "Actually, I have wandered through various worlds, and obtained a bunch of weird secrets, like the two that were passed on to Yang Jian. Although they are a bit out of the ordinary, they are really useful."

Yun Xiao couldn't help but put down the Taoist scriptures in his hand, and looked at Xuandu with a dignified face: "In this case, why didn't senior brother pass these secret methods to my Taoist monks?"

"This...is not easy to talk about," Xuan Du sighed, "I am the person who is most afraid of trouble. If I am asked to trouble this trip, I will really be annoyed to death. Cough, Junior Sister Yunxiao, I have a secret method that can make you quickly break through the realm, and maybe you can even break into the saint realm. Do you want to try it?"

Yun Xiao said: "Tell me about the secret method first."

"You can't spread it casually, you have to agree to me, and then make a great oath not to tell the outside world that I taught you, so that I can teach you such a secret method."

Hearing these rules and regulations set by Xuandu, Yun Xiao also frowned slightly, and hummed softly with some impatience.

But Xuandu was very persistent, if Yunxiao didn't make a promise, it would be as if he hadn't been here today.

Yun Xiao said calmly: "I have my own way, so I don't need to bother senior brother so much."

"Hey," Xuan Du leaned forward, "Junior Sister, I can assure you that this practice is simply a method of cultivating the Dao tailored for a spirit like Yunmeng like you. Moreover, this method can be practiced in a dream, so that your Yuanshen realm can be improved rapidly, and the years in the dream will not be traced. I will help you cast the spell, and you can pass a Yuanhui in an hour, how about it?"

"I promise you that, if you play tricks like this, let's see what kind of exercises you can come up with."

In fact, Yun Xiao was also a little curious in his heart, but he didn't show it.

At that moment, she made a heavy oath on her own way, and Xuandu breathed a sigh of relief, took out seven jade talismans in her bosom, and carefully placed them in front of Yunxiao.

Yun Xiao picked up the first jade talisman suspiciously, and only glanced at it. There was a bit of shock in her eyes, and she couldn't wait to read it.

When picking up the second jade talisman, Yun Xiao felt a little unstable.

Xuandu didn't lie to her, the exercises recorded in this jade talisman fit her quite well, and the point is, the profoundness of this exercise and the detailed explanation of the Saint Realm... She has never heard of it before!

The third jade talisman recorded many supernatural powers; the fourth jade talisman contained many visualization pictures; the fifth and sixth jade talismans contained the cultivation perception of the person who left behind this practice, starting from the quasi-sage realm and reaching the peak of the saint realm!

And in the seventh jade talisman, a ray of Taoism was sealed with the supreme magic method!

That is the way of those who left behind this practice! The epitome of a complete avenue that has reached the peak of the Saint Realm!

This is a seed, a seed that can allow Yun Xiao to quickly obtain the peak state of this saint!

This is by no means the painstaking inheritance left by ordinary Daoist saints!

Yun Xiao stood up suddenly, took a few steps back, and stared at Xuan Du with a pale face.

"who are you!"

"Your senior brother," Xuan Du narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Stop messing around, come and learn, my limit is the Yuanhui in my dream, one hour outside, if it's too much, it won't work. Time is running out, you need at least a few dozen Yuanhui to really rise."

Yunxiao's figure was a little shaky, looking at Xuandu's appearance as if nothing had happened, the speculations in her heart shocked her one by one.

"you……"

"I'm on Honghuang's side," Xuandu said with a low eyebrow.

Yun Xiao bit his lower lip lightly, he was no ordinary monk, and his Dao heart quickly recovered.

She knew that after seeing this exercise, she would definitely not give up; and if Xuandu really wanted to harm her, she would have no chance of fighting back.

Yun Xiao asked in a low voice: "What's the name of this exercise?"

"Yunmeng Jue, just started, how is it?"

Xuandu smiled complacently, most of the fear and awe that Yunxiao had for him immediately dissipated, he snorted angrily, and immediately sat down and began to practice.

Seeing that Yunxiao didn't ask any more questions, Master Xuandu was also slightly relieved.

"At least for now..."

Sighing softly, Xuandu looked a little confused, and sat on the side quietly lost in thought.

Yunmeng has traveled thousands of miles, and dreams have passed without trace.

...

Heavenly Court, Erlang Zhenjun Mansion.

Yang Jian sat alone in the front hall, and the immortal soldiers from Meishan were waiting outside the door, but it was just a display.

Holding a blue handkerchief, he sat on the steps in front of the main seat in the lobby and wiped every corner of the spear carefully.

He couldn't help but think of the first three-pointed double-edged gun he got, which was the unfinished dragon gun of Dragon Palace. He accompanied him to fight all over the world, but in the end he couldn't bear Yang Jian's increasingly tyrannical power and shattered by himself.

But this magic gun doesn't know how to do it. Yang Jian has a vague feeling that this magic gun, which took old master Mo a lot of effort and used a lot of treasures, has not reached its upper limit at this time.

The literati are so elegant, and the warriors are good soldiers.

For Yang Jian, this spiritual treasure is actually more like a robe fighting side by side with him.

After wiping the magic gun once, Yang Jian patted the blade of the gun lightly, and the three-pointed double-edged gun made a soft beep, as if playing with Yang Jian.

Then, Yang Jian took Aoxuehan out again.

In fact, this snow-white body armor is already a little weak for Yang Jian's protection; but Yang Jian thought twice and decided to wear this armor to fight.

Not for anything else, just to be more conspicuous, more majestic, and to inspire more morale when he has a little advantage.

Let's break through first, and I need some time to adapt to the strength of the saint realm.

Thinking so, Yang Jian put Aoxuehan beside him, then sat on the seat and closed his eyes.

A series of golden lines appeared around his body, and these golden lines spread slowly like water rhyme, and finally turned into golden lights, engulfing Yang Jian's whole body.

Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu can't be counted on for the time being, Yang Jian didn't hesitate, and directly chose to break through the Saint Realm.

Undefeated golden body formula, great success!

First, it was calm for half an hour, and suddenly a ray of golden light shot up from Erlang Zhenjun's mansion, breaking through for thirty-three days, piercing through the prehistoric world, and illuminating a corner of the chaotic sea!

Bells echoed throughout the world, and endless golden bells appeared on all sides of the sky, and they were ringing in unison at this time.

And a golden figure slowly "stands up" from Erlang Zhenjun's mansion, and in the blink of an eye, it seems to become an extremely huge giant. The giant's body "swallows" the entire heaven, its head sticks out of the sky, and its feet step out of the netherworld...

If someone can see the prehistoric world from Xuandu City, they can see that this giant actually looks like Yang Jian.

The sky filled with Qingyun came from everywhere, but the golden giant just looked at it with his hands behind his back for a while, and then punched the endless void.

With just one punch, the sea of ​​chaos burst violently, and a road tyrannically and domineeringly split open the sea of ​​Taoism!

This is Yang Jian's way!

But the giant just let out a sigh, and slowly dissipated, and the world quickly returned to calm.

Erlang Zhenjun's mansion, the immortal soldiers outside have already settled down one after another, but they are all in the light...

But Yang Jian closed his eyes to appreciate the various changes in himself, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

After all, others can be happy when they become saints, but he can't be happy, because this is just a decision that he had to make before the war, and Yang Jian felt that it was the safest decision.

But in the same way, he made a huge sacrifice, which even made Yang Jian feel that the gain was not worth the loss...

After all, what he himself gave up was the only possibility to reach Xeon in one step.

All the painstaking efforts before this have been in vain...

But fortunately, even though the Bajiu Xuangong was completely suppressed by the Invincible Golden Body Art, there was still a chance to breathe.

For the next road, Yang Jian can give it a go...

The third Dao sage in the prehistoric world, the person who became a saint in the flesh, the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art perfectly made up for the only drawback of the Undefeated Golden Body Art...

Yang Jian clenched his fist lightly, but...

After being sanctified, he was a little surprised by the extent to which his strength had increased.