The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

If there is another path above the saint besides the supreme being who controls several paths, what would this path be?

For hundreds of years, Yang Jian has been in a daze like this, thinking about something that he has never thought about before, and he has never thought about it.

Now, he has the Invincible Golden Body Jue on the outside, eight or nine Xuangongs on the inside, the Dao of Water to bless himself, and the illusory Dao Seed left by the remnant soul of Dubi...

Why was it that Panshen was able to seriously injure Xu Mo back then, and he had Dubi's heaven-defying supernatural power, but why was he still unable to kill or severely injure Xu Mo?

Is this the gap between attaining the Dao with eighty-nine Xuan Gong and attaining the Dao with the Invincible Golden Body Art?

In fact, Yang Jian's Bajiu Xuangong has reached the gate of becoming a saint, and his own realm has also reached the holy realm, so he can have a foreboding of the power of Bajiu Xuangong after he becomes enlightened.

Or supernatural powers, magic weapons?

It has to be said that the supernatural power of stacking power should be higher than the supernatural power of pan god fighting; this is not disrespectful to pan god, it is really that the supernatural power created by Dubi is too mysterious, and Yang Jian has only mastered the basics at this time, and there are endless extensions behind.

Compared with Panshen when Taisu was destroyed, what is the difference?

Yang Jian looked down at his hand, and couldn't help but fell into such thoughts...

The palm prints seemed to be telling him the secrets of the past and the present, and starlight and faint phantoms flowed from the fingertips.

Perhaps, what I can't understand at this time is the ones that are bad.

"What should I do in order to live up to Panshen and Honghuangxing?"

With a low murmur, Yang Jian seemed to have gained something, his eyes gradually became clearer, and his whole body seemed to gradually merge with this starry sky. Sitting there, his figure could only be seen by the naked eye, and could not be traced by his spiritual sense.

The cracks on Jin's body are slowly recovering, and the dao rhyme of the Bajiu Xuangong is gradually solidifying;

The endless avenue of water seems to connect the simple sea of ​​Taoism in this starry sky, and the Taoist seed buried in Yang Jian's Lingtai seems to have trembled slightly.

And enlightenment, the heart is self-evident.

Yang Jian sat there for hundreds of years, as if to confirm what Yang Jian said before, most monks in the place where the sword is tested will not stay for a thousand years. Nezha and Monkey King are standing in front of the two gates at this time.

Hundreds of years of breaking through barriers, hundreds of years of practice, and hundreds of years of enlightenment, they can no longer improve themselves here, and they have to walk the next road and comprehend by themselves.

The biggest advantage of the rhyme, pattern, and even shape of the avenue that the saints left in the second half of the sword-testing place is to allow them to touch the sage realm, so that they have a clear concept in their dao hearts—what kind of existence is the saint realm.

At this time, Monkey King and Nezha have a common change-they have become a little taciturn.

The two seem to be competing against each other all the time. Although Nezha is always half a step behind Monkey King, in terms of the progress of the two, Nezha is better.

Sun Wukong has gained a lot, but with his own Dao hidden, he seems a bit 'reckless', and he is not as dazzling as Nezha in the place of sword testing.

Of course, the one who caught the saints' attention the most was the little fairy who at this moment made Master Tongtian a little unsure of what to do...

Perhaps because they were born to compete, Nezha and Sun Wukong cleverly arrived at a certain point in time, and stood in front of the last stone gate of the two trials at the same time.

Seeing this, the mirage dragon also nodded with a smile, and said, "Have you figured it out? If you walk out of this door, you will have no chance of returning here."

This is the first time Milong speaks to two people. In the past hundreds of years, Nezha and Sun Wukong walked alone, blending with Tao and companions with Dharma.

Nezha laughed, put away all kinds of magic weapons, and made a few bows to the surroundings.

"Disciple Nezha, thank you sages and lords for your help, and thank you for caring for me a thousand years ago. If you step out of this door today, you will be charged into battle again in the prehistoric wilderness, and you will be smashed to pieces."

At the same time, Sun Wukong let out a sigh.

Monkey doesn't like sensationalism very much, but when he parted at this time, he felt somewhat nostalgic in his heart.

Nezha is still several thousand years older than him, and most of the monkey's "monkey birth" at this time has been spent in the place where the sword was tested, so it is naturally difficult to let go.

The sentimentality in his bones is somewhat surprising.

"Senior, thank Zhenjun Erlang for me," the old monkey god Zizai folded his hands behind his back, his tone was a little foolish, and he smacked his lips again, "My grandson owes him a great favor. If he still has this life after he can avenge Huaguoshan, it's not bad to do something for him."

"good."

The mirage dragon chuckled, and the two stone doors opened slowly at the same time, and there was a bright starry sky in front of them.

The two of them turned their heads to look a few more times, and what they saw was only the layout of the last level on their respective journeys. Then Nezha made a salute, and the monkey waved his hands smartly, and each fled away.

Both of them couldn't help singing and shouting, their spiritual consciousness spread out in the starry sky, and they found each other immediately.

"Hahaha! You monkey is one step behind me!"

"Fart, it was you who saw the Great Sage come out, afraid we would make fun of you doll, so you ran out cheekily!"

"Go! Go! Go!"

While talking, the two rushed to each other, first they looked at each other and smiled, Nezha slightly raised his eyebrows, and the monkey grabbed the golden cudgel.

Nezha let out a soft drink, and a phantom of a white jade lotus flower appeared around him, "Today, the great god of Japan must be ashamed!"

Stepping on the Hot Wheels that had burst out of ice-cold white flames at some point, his upper body turned into three heads and six arms. At this time, Nezha had three lotus seeds in his mouth, one containing fire, one containing water, and one with the ghost image of a strong wind!

Looking at the pointed gun in his hand, the circle of heaven and earth, and the wrapped around the Huntian Ling, they are all as advanced as Nezha's cultivation base!

Nezha is one step away from a saint, and these treasures are also one step away from innate treasures!

"Fancy show!"

Sun Wukong reprimanded lightly, and came with a golden cudgel amidst laughter, but he only used 80% of his strength, fearing that he, who had greatly improved his skills, would hurt Nezha.

Nezha chuckled lightly in the middle of his face, and his supernatural powers were fully activated in an instant!

Seeing this piece of starry sky, the wind is blowing everywhere, the sky is raging with fire, and the sky is full of water!

Nezha controls the strong wind, and the wind and fire wheel spins wildly, unexpectedly bursting out at a speed that is not inferior to Yang Jian's Flying Feather Escape Art when he was not yet sanctified!

The monkey underestimated the enemy for a while and was immediately stunned. Although the strong wind, sky fire, and real water could not hurt his mysterious body, they were enough to make him suffer; and Nezha, who rushed in amidst the water and fire, slashed at the monkey's golden cudgel with his fire-pointed spear.

"Hahahaha! How about it!"

Nezha laughed out loud for a moment, really expressing the anger that had been accumulated for many years.

Sun Wukong stood up from mid-air, and a little fire appeared in his eyes... but it was a real fire, which burned back slightly at the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, emitting an incomparably sharp and heavy aura.

Nezha laughed, and responded with all his attention, Monkey King rushed forward, like a burning star, his breath was overwhelming, and he wanted to swallow Nezha directly.

"Smelly monkey, you are serious!"

"snort!"

The two figures collided suddenly in the starry sky, and the fighting was turbulent in an instant, and the starlight swayed.

Milong, who was watching from the side, shook his head immediately, "The young man is so angry, let's fight, I will separate you, so as not to disturb Yang Jian who is enlightening."

This battle was really dark.

Of course, the two of them are actually just exchanging ideas, and the most important thing to do is to make each other suffer.

But the more this is the case, the more they fight, the more embarrassed they become; Sun Wukong's monkey hair is burned one piece after another, and Nezha's body is also blue and purple...

Not far from their fight, another stone gate was pushed open at the end of the seven fairy roads lined up in a row.

Lei Zhenzi came out the third, his cultivation level was a little lower than that of Nezha, but he was already able to catch up with many great powers from ancient times, and he could be called a figure in the prehistoric.

The most rare thing is that they still have strong potential in the future, and the current state is not the end, maybe they can really respond to the phrase "the body is sanctified" and completely reverse the current unfavorable situation for the prehistoric.

Lei Zhenzi didn't disturb the people who were fighting, but turned around to look at the fairy island, and then he became interested, flew to the upper side of the starry sky, his consciousness swept slowly, and the place where the sword was tested probably appeared in front of him.

If you look down at the place where the sword is tested, the first half is the trunk of a big tree, and the second half is the crown of the big tree.

At this time, there are more than a hundred people in the first half, and there are also twenty or thirty people in the second half. Everyone's progress is different and their income is different, but these monks here will be the mainstay in the future war.

"Alas," Lei Zhenzi was filled with emotion for a moment, and watched the situation of the sword-testing place with a smile on his face.

"Lei Zhenzi?"

There was an old man strolling over from the side, Lei Zhenzi quickly turned around and saluted, and said in his mouth, "Greetings, senior Kongwu."

"You still remember the old man, yes, yes, it's not in vain that the old man has made so many enemies for you in the past thousand years."

At the moment, Lei Zhenzi is naturally grateful, but Mirage Dragon enjoys being sought after by the younger generation.

While we were exchanging a few words here, a flash of sword light suddenly appeared at the place where Nezha and Monkey King fought; the sword light was only shining at first, and then it was like the rising sun, and it was like the first light that appeared after the creation of the world.

The sword energy is like a rainbow sweeping thousands of miles, and there are many unparalleled trainings!

This sword is not an attack, it is not a battle, it is not a search for the enemy, and it has no intention of killing. It is both subtle and unstoppable, and it directly separates Nezha and Monkey King.

Jian Guang came quickly and disappeared suddenly.

Nezha touched his forehead, and the few bangs that best suited his appearance and temperament were cut off by Qiqi, which seemed to be more in line with him.

And Sun Wukong looked down at his golden chain mail, which was the only outfit he could afford, and it was given to him by the Dragon Lord half-heartedly. At this moment, a word was engraved by the sword light just now.

A "monkey" character.

"whee."

Barbell, cough, a slightly wild laughter for most of the tender-hearted prehistoric women came from the side, and a few bells rang, and the little fairy in a sky-blue embroidered skirt stepped forward.

The supernatural power of shrinking the ground into an inch with one hand is simple but difficult because there is no trace of it being used, as if a hundred miles is a few steps away.

"Patriarch Tongtian said, my master is retreating near here, so don't disturb the old man. The little monkey has grown a lot, let my sister have a look."

If you calculate your age from the birth of the stone monkey, this "sister" is really a shout.

PS: Work hard at the fifth watch~ Although I got up a bit late today, even after twelve o'clock, I will finish the fifth watch.