Huh!
On the top of the mountains, Zhang Xuanba stood by the wind, and people, mountains, wind, clouds and mist, and even this world naturally merged into one.
"The sympathy between heaven and man, standing upright without shadow..."
In the courtyard, the old woman's eyes were filled with bright colors, and she couldn't help but stroking her hands and exclaiming:
"It is really impressive to be able to understand the characteristics of almost magical powers from the micro-subtitles."
"This is what you call the "human immortal" way? Old man is very curious, how did you do it?"
Her voice is neither high nor low, but it is enough for people to hear it. The wind cannot disperse, and the distance is not a problem.
"As the ancestors said, the fruit of Tao comes from heaven and earth, and supernatural powers are the manifestation of the great way. Then, if we warriors imitate the heaven and earth, they can also realize supernatural powers."
Zhang Xuanba responded lightly:
"I will give my order to be the hiding of God."
"Shenzang? Unexpectedly, at the end of the end of the immortals and demons withering, an amazing junior like you can be born."
The old woman's eyes became more and more surprised:
"Maybe, you can really break through the barriers of the Martial Saint and create an era that belongs to you, Zhang Xuanba..."
In her eyes, the mountains seemed to be secrets, even though they were separated by dozens of miles, there were mountains and forests in front of her, but they could see clearly.
Under the scorching sun, Zhang Xuanba stood with his phoenix wings and wings, and under the scorching sunlight, there was only a trace of extremely dim shadow.
It's just a little bit...
"You shouldn't have come without success. If you die, I'm afraid that this road will be broken..."
"You're wrong."
Zhang Xuanba shook his head.
"Where is wrong?" the old woman was curious.
"There is today in martial arts, which is the result of countless warriors from ancient times to the present. It is Lu Chen's martial arts, Bodhidharma sorting out, and the sloppy Taoist summarizing it!
They are the masters, great masters, and martial saints who have been created out of every bit.”
Zhang Xuanba said lightly:
"There was no era when Zhang Xuanba was not, only Zhang Xuanba in the era. At this point, someone will take that step.
Without me, there are others.
This road cannot be broken!"
His voice was calm, but the old woman smelled the outrageously strong will of martial arts.
The old man who was not good-looking in front of him seemed to have been in charge of thousands of years of martial arts. The strength of his power was so strong that she couldn't help but look at him.
"Excellent will, but unfortunately, you took the wrong path. Martial arts are useless after all. How about the success of the great things, so what about the enlightenment of the Tao?"
The old woman shook her head with regret:
"The destined path is meaningless."
She had to admit that when she saw Zhang Xuanba today, something she had revealed on her body made her look sideways, but that was all.
So what about the great success of martial arts?
Comparative power?
But supernatural powers are just the beginning of the path to immortals and Buddhas and the path to eternal life...
If you want to eat buns, buy one, why bother to open up land, weed, plant, fertilize, water, harvest...
With Zhang Xuanba's mind and understanding, if he does not follow the martial arts and achieves so high that he may be able to catch up with him.
pity……
"You don't understand."
Zhang Xuanba smiled contemptuously.
"don't know?"
The old woman sneered, and in her words, she had subtlety:
"Your two divine seeds are in Linlong Road, Dingzhou, and the other is in Longyuan Road, Qingzhou. Isn't it?"
call!
Silently, a fierce wind blew out of Zhang Xuanba's body, rolling over the clouds and mist, shaking the mountains and forests, shaking their clothes and making noises.
Boom!
It seems that thunder resounds through the mountains.
Zhang Xuanba did not move at all, but there was a change in his body that seemed to be earth-shaking.
In less than a moment, his body surface was covered with golden armor. It was the tenth-level undefeated Tiangang, the actual divine weapon transformed from.
It is like a great roc that flaps its wings in mythology, like a peacock that swallows Buddha's time.
"Zhang Xuanba..."
In the courtyard, the clouds surging, and the old woman whispered.
In an instant, she seemed to have seen countless talented people who have overcome obstacles in martial arts for thousands of years.
It is as dense as the forest, as deep as the sea.
Lu Chen, Domineering Master, Bodhidharma, sloppy Taoist...
Familiar, strange, and in many ways, just like those geniuses who have left their own rich marks in the years.
All of them were resurrected in the person in front of him.
boom!
An indescribable strong will soared into the sky.
People are like the rising sun, blooming with dazzling golden light that can be seen from ten miles or hundreds of miles.
In just a moment, he had no age, his white hair turned black, and his wind and frost were gone, and his old age was gone. What was replaced was his will to dominate the world and Jiazi.
Domineering and fierce, arrogant and arrogant.
"Old witch!"
In the scorching golden light, Zhang Xuanba was flirting with a breath of gods. He was as if he wanted to hold all the mountains, rivers, the sky and the earth in his palms.
"Give me the person!!!"
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...
Trepid ~
The eagle cries in the sky.
The eagle is free in nature. The goshawk that has been trapped in the ground for a long time, once it flew into the sky, it is like a wild horse that breaks its reins and storms in the sea of ​​clouds.
Yang Yu was sitting quietly on the back of an eagle, feeling his own changes.
The magical power enters the soul and appears in the body. Once it is broken through, it can be used freely without any possibility of losing control.
It is just the sudden increase in power, which inevitably oppresses the horizontal physical training that is already the slowest.
The physical hard work is the most shortcut to slap. Even if Yang Yu devotes a lot of effort, he still cannot catch up with other martial arts.
After all, the time to practice martial arts is still too short.
It is not as good as those masters who have become famous for decades.
However, the True Gang greatly compensated for this defect. His True Gang has the strengths of the three magical powers, and the essence of the Vajra Indestructible Body was completely inherited.
Although the grade is not too high, it can barely support it.
"The ceremony of suppressing evil seal..."
Yu Yang said to himself.
He was really unpredictable about the ceremony that suddenly began.
Even if he stimulated Zhang Lingfeng and asked him to rebel in advance, the root cause has nothing to do with him.
Because he will still betrayal in the end.
Could it be that if he had no one, he would be content with himself?
"The specific reason is, perhaps only when you see Zhang Lingfeng, will you have an answer."
Yu Yang pressed his thoughts.
At this time, the goshawks roared again.
The endurance of birds is not as good as that of dragons and horses. If you fly over a day, you have to rest for at least half a day, otherwise you will have the possibility of losing your energy and falling to a high altitude.
Although Yang Yu was anxious, he could not change it, so he had to let the eagle fall down from the clouds.
Trepidation!
The eagle fell into the sky as if relieved, glided over ten miles and landed towards a forest.
"Um?!"
At this time, Yang Yu seemed to have some senses and suddenly stopped the eagle. With the latter's aggrieved cry, he made it turn and flew more than ten miles away.
It just fell into the sky.
In the evening, clouds and clouds in the sky are like fire, and the autumn wind blows on the earth, and there are endless wheat waves. Between Baizhou and Daocheng, there is the largest plain of Longyuan Road.
The Longyuan River passes here and nourishes the fertile fields on both sides of the strait.
His eyes fell from the sea of ​​clouds, passing through the endless waves of wheat and the busy farmers in autumn, Yang Yu's eyes slightly condensed and fell into a temple.
call!
As the air flow roared, Yang Yu fell from the sky and fell in front of the temple. Several young monks who were shocked were urinating and ran back to the temple shouting.
Through the unblocked gate, Yang Yu saw the familiar martial arts performance venue.
The yellow mud was pressed down and repaired flat, just like the martial arts field he saw when he refined the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.
The difference is that there is no longer the old prince lying on the rocking chair and the little girl who is practicing boxing with a stern look.
Instead, there were a group of little monks running around.
"Jingxin Temple."
Yu Yang looked at it: "Can your heart calm down by hanging a plaque?"
"Amitabha."
Amid the calm Buddha's chant, the middle-aged monk who was like a jade-like face slowly stepped out: "As you said, I can't be quiet."
"Zhang Lingying?"
"It's me."
The middle-aged monk nodded and admitted: "Master Yang can also call me 'Yuanying', this is the name after becoming a monk."
"You sent someone to see me?"
Yang Yu looked at the monk.
King Longyuan had only one wife and three sons in his life. The eldest died in the Battle of Horses and the second son was imprisoned for many years.
But compared to these two, the third brother has the lowest presence.
It is said that he became a monk when he was young and broke his family cleanly, and few people knew about him.
"Actually, it's not just you."
Monk Yuanying clasped his hands together and sighed:
"Yu Fangzhou, Nanshanba, Lin Qitian, Wei Zhengxian... I sent someone to invite him."
“What’s the result?”
Yang asked.
The aura of this monk is very similar to that of the old monk Yuanjue whom he had killed. The Vajra Indestructible body is in a state of fire.
Judging from its breath, it seemed that it had only changed blood nine times, which was a big difference from the True Gang.
However, it seems that there is also a Taoist fruit?
Buddha-like fruits?
“Not as satisfactory.”
Yuan Ying is silent:
"You are the first choice to come to see me, and no one else..."
"Actually, it's the way."
Prison Yang is blunt.
If it weren't for the fact that the Eagle had no time to rest, he had seen this familiar martial arts venue, and he would probably have come to see the monk.
A monk who was developed into a family tree had no choice but to do anything even if he wanted to do.
Becoming a monk is a true monk.
It's more than just shaving your head...
“…It’s good to go along the way.”
Yuanying paused slightly and offered an invitation: "It's getting late, how about Master Yang's rest?"
“No need.”
Yang Yu refused: "If you have something to say, just forget about it, Yang will not be happy if he has nothing to do."
"Amitabha."
Yuanying sighed, but did not invite him again. Yu Guang swept around and said:
"I am going to advise you not to go to Longyuan City this time."
"oh?"
Yu Yang raised his eyebrows.
"As far as I know, the master is possessed by the Taoist fruit, and is highly likely to be a ghost or god..."
Yuanying is straightforward and very straightforward:
"According to Buddhist scriptures, in ancient times, my Longyuan Dao was an underworld ranch. Throughout history, all the Tao fruits from Longyuan were related to ghosts and gods."
He did not hide it and said everything he knew.
"The underworld ranch..."
"The 'judge' Taoist fruit that the second brother possesses can be regarded as the lord of the underworld. All the ghost and god Taoist fruits are restrained by them..."
At the end, Yuanying's expression became heavy:
Chapter completed!