The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The practice of Yuan Shen Dao is inclusive and inclusive of all rivers. In essence, there is no distinction between high and low in each avenue, and the root lies in how to understand the Tao.

However, there is a distinction between strength and weakness in physical body cultivation methods, such as Yang Jian's Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu, which is obviously better than the physical body cultivation method of Liuli Treasure Master before his death.

But this does not mean that the Unbeaten Golden Body Jue is a piece of paper to Yang Jian. On the contrary, Yang Jian just read the first chapter of the Unbeaten Golden Body Jue Dao Wen, and hung a glazed lamp on the smooth but dim road ahead.

Like a treasure.

Even this practice method of Dao Dao pattern engraved on the stone gave Yang Jian a sense of satisfaction of "hearing the Tao in the morning, and dying in the evening".

In this way, retreat is a matter of going with the flow.

Yang Jian is not too impatient, this retreat is very important to him, he must complete it in an orderly and efficient manner.

The main things to comprehend are--the Unbeaten Golden Body Jue, the various changes of the sea-covering formation, the many saints' supernatural powers and the essence of the Dao that were appreciated during the Sanqing War Qianhong;

And in this process, Yang Jian still needs to guide the power of Dinghaishenzhu to temper the mysterious body, and thoroughly integrate Dinghaishenzhu and Xuanzhu, and then tap the potential of Dinghaishenzhu.

In addition, Yang Jian still has to explore where the limit of the seventh level of the Bajiu Xuangong is.

Although I feel that the limit is more difficult to understand and touch this time, and even if the limit is broken, it will be difficult for this physical body to improve by leaps and bounds, but Yang Jian has broken through the limit all the way to today, and there is no reason to give up halfway.

He was supposed to focus on two things, but Yang Jian had two avatars outside...

However, Yang Jian's retreat to enlightenment this time is not that he cannot be disturbed, he just went to sort out and comprehend, and being disturbed will not cause too much damage.

There is no way, he now has to split one person into three. He needs to be in charge of the prehistoric world, and he must appear in person to subdue the Chaos Spirit Race. Improving his strength is even more imminent.

The more you bear, the more you get, and the more you have to give.

Yang Jian originally planned to keep his mind back to his body as much as possible, leaving only a little by Ao Xinke's side, but he really underestimated how clingy Young Master Xiao is...

Half a month after entering the saint's tomb, Yang Jian's daily schedule has almost formed a pattern.

He spared half an hour, more than half of his mind stayed in the wilderness, playing chess with Xiao Lan, instructing Xiao Lan to practice, seeking to explain and teach many supernatural powers to attack, and preparing to use the nine-turn elixir given by the sage to improve Xiao Lan's aptitude.

How can a great military strategist even reach the realm of Daluo?

Another half an hour had to be spared, with Ao Xinke at his side, discussing with Ao Xinke about conquering the Chaos Spirit Clan, or observing various changes in the Wuling World.

Then the rest of the time can be peacefully enlightened.

Fortunately, he didn't need to do it deliberately to refine the mysterious body with the power of Dinghai Shenzhu. After the initial guidance, the mysterious body would repeat the refining process continuously.

The strength of the physical body is still increasing bit by bit.

The realm of saints became clearer in Yang Jian's mind, and he saw another piece of heaven and earth through the layers of clouds and mists.

But only the Invincible Golden Body Jue, Yang Jian painstakingly extracts the essence that can be used by him, which is the most difficult and time-consuming 'project'.

Time flies like running water, and you can always practice quietly without noticing the change of time, and a hundred years pass by in a hurry.

These hundred years should be the most rapid improvement in Yang Jian's strength in this retreat, but Yang Jian never got up to prove it, but just sat there quietly in retreat.

Kong Xuan bid farewell to Yang Jian after a few months of retreat. Before leaving, Liuli Baozhu gave Kong Xuan a skill, and he seemed to be quite optimistic about Kong Xuan.

Where did Kong Xuan go?

This is unknown, maybe it is still in the tomb of the saint, or maybe it left Xuandu City and went to the Chaos Sea to continue exploring.

It's just that he learned a lot of secrets about the prehistoric world here, and Kong Xuan must have lost the idea of ​​"sending his death" and "searching the lair of a strong enemy to act first". Yang Jian didn't worry too much.

If this great power can't make a name for himself in the Chaos Sea, other Da Luo Jinxian and Zhunsheng Daxiu who were born in the prehistoric era will not have to wander around in the Chaos Sea.

For a hundred years, Xuandu City has been quiet and quiet. The last battle severely damaged the vitality of the Four Spirit Realm. It seems that other Chaos Spirit Clan forces have no intention of attacking Xuandu City.

And the turbulent waves in the darkness of the Four Spirit Realms have not stopped for a day since Ao Xinke disguised himself into the Wu Spirit Realm and connected with the Wu Spirit Lord.

Perhaps for the creatures of chaos, a hundred years is not a long time; for the Wuling Realm, a chaotic 'country' that is not too big but not too small, a hundred years is far from enough to make up for the vitality that was damaged in front of Xuandu City.

But a hundred years is enough time for Ao Xinke to secretly use the spirit core control method taught by the Great Master Xuandu to control the Chaos Spirit Race in the Wuling Realm.

Yang Jian's body is not here, so he can't use Xuanxue, so Ao Xinke is the one who directly controls these masters.

There are several people in the Quasi-Holy Realm, hundreds of people in the Great Luo Realm, and hundreds of Chaos Spirit Race who are at the power node of the Wuling Realm.

Among them, dozens of "spies" placed by the black spirit world, the evil spirit world, and the rain spirit world were even found. Ao Xinke did not startle the snake, and maintained the low defense of the other three spirit worlds against the fog spirit world.

The Wuling Lord's injury is mostly healed.

Every time Yang Jian talked with Ao Xinke, he was actually listening to Ao Xinke's words, and the fog spirit world controlled many chaotic creatures.

In the past ten years, under the instruction of Yang Jian, the Wuling Realm began to attack some small chaotic tribes near the Wuling Realm, in order to absorb more vitality and rapidly expand the strength of the Wuling Realm.

In the next hundred years, you can deliberately create some conflicts with the evil spirit world, and gradually plan it...

This is actually not the best news for Yang Jian.

What shocked Yang Jian the most was Xiao Lan's words without warning: "I'm going to retreat too."

"Retreat?" Yang Jian looked at Xiao Lan on the opposite side of the chessboard, and soon came back to his senses, "Have you realized something or want to practice for a while?"

"Both." Xiao Lan pursed her lower lips lightly, and seemed to have a helpless smile, "For a hundred years, you have been forced to discuss the Tao every day, and you have read so many classics on teachings and fed me so many panacea.

Yang Jian laughed lightly, but didn't say anything.

As the wind blows through the bamboo forest, listen to the rhythm of the bamboo leaves and the sound of the vast water in the Guanjiang Estuary not far away.

Xiao Lan murmured again in a low voice: "I don't want to delay your important business either. The sooner I can cultivate to Da Luo, the sooner I can go to the Chaos Sea to help you, lest you say I'm just taking advantage of you."

"Between you and me, why should you care about these things?"

Yang Jian laughed, flicked his long sleeves, and a game of chess that was about to lose immediately came to zero.

"Where to retreat?"

"I don't know, you can help me find a good place, I don't want to go home anyway."

"Why don't you want to go back?" Yang Jian looked at Xiao Lan, "Aren't you concerned about your grandmother?"

Xiao Lan snorted softly: "She is taking refuge in the Heavenly Court now, and she has no long-term worries or near-term worries. If my granddaughter who has taken refuge in Erlang Xixing goes back, her old man will have a hard time."

She wasn't complaining about Yang Jian, but Yang Jian couldn't help feeling guilty when he heard the words, and smiled apologetically at Xiao Lan.

After Yang Jian broke up with Tianting, Xiao Lan was not tolerated by Chaotian Pavilion because of secretly spreading a message for Yang Jian.

But Chaotian Pavilion didn't dare to offend Xiao Lan, let alone attack Xiao Lan, so he could only persuade Xiao Lan to leave Chaotian Pavilion.

In fact, when Xiao Lan left Chaotian Pavilion, she really had no other place to go except to Guanjiangkou.

"I'll send you to Meishan to practice," Yang Jian said with a smile, "After you go into seclusion, I will devote myself to practicing. I feel more at ease when you are in Meishan."

Xiao Lan nodded, suddenly chuckled, and looked at Yang Jian playfully.

Yang Jian, like Zhang Er's monk, couldn't figure it out, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Lan chuckled softly: "Among Meishan, there is a plum blossom, two phoenixes, and a few beauties from the monster race. Now you have arranged for me to go there again. Don't you worry that they will embarrass me?"

Yang Jian looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, she didn't know when she had taken off her son's attire, and she was always dressed as a daughter in front of him.

Yang Jian is not stupid, how could he not understand the meaning of her words.

"Why are they embarrassing you?" Yang Jian asked back, with a little warmth in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "You are my rare confidant, and they are all women who have some entanglements with me. Of course, the plum blossom is because of the saint Nuwa, and I can't drive her away."

"Oh," Xiao Lan looked away, and didn't say anything

Yang Jian's heart fluctuated a little, and he wanted to say something to make her 'peace of mind', or to make some promises, but when the words came to his lips, they became empty again.

Having been together for a hundred years, although there is only a short half hour a day, it can be regarded as having a relatively solid foundation.

The most rare thing is that both of them know her talent, her wit, and her words and deeds, all of which made Yang Jian gradually sink.

However, when Yang Jian looked forward, the word 'strong enemy' was like a mountain pressing down on his heart.

Let all the promises you want to give become empty and lifeless.

"You really are more inkblot than anyone else."

Xiao Lan stood up with a grim expression, Yang Jian was still in a daze, but Xiao Lan walked around the stone platform in two steps.

The bamboo forest swayed gently, and the wind passed by quietly.

Yang Jian may have been in seclusion for too long and reacted a little slowly, or maybe he was shocked by Xiao Lan's actions, and stared at Xiao Lan in front of him in a daze.

She closed her eyes nervously, just relying on that breath, she touched his cheek, and her lips touched lightly.

To tell the truth, Yang Jian and Ao Xinke have been married for so long, and they are no longer the first-time elder brother who was too embarrassed to pull a girl's little hand.

But Zhu Lin's kiss made his Dao heart agitated, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

When Yang Jian stood up, looked at the woman standing in front of him, admired her peerless beauty when she was shy, and could only say in a low voice: "I'll take you there..."

"From now on... if you don't marry me... I will be ashamed to see others..."

Weak mosquitoes and flies, really can't hear clearly.

Yang Jian didn't know what to say, so he clasped her right hand with his right hand, and the two looked at each other, Yang Jian showed a little gentle smile, with some relief in his brows.

Xiao Lan hugged Yang Jian's arm with her backhand, her ears were red, and she temporarily lost the ability to speak.

However, on the way to send her back to Meishan for retreat, Yang Jian had to consider a difficult question...

How to explain to Ao Xinke that when Zheng Gong was working hard outside, beating life and death, he spent a hundred years hooking up a young daughter-in-law in the wilderness.

Yang Jian rubbed the center of his brows, is he considered a scumbag or a true king?

It's not that serious.

Weak water three thousand, I wanted to take only one scoop to drink, but I accidentally picked up a little...