Heavenly God Mnemonic

Lu Jiangpeng frowned slightly and stared at Yang Qingxuan's face for a while. This action seemed to be made by Yang Qingxuan inadvertently. The handprints were very strange. The thumb and ring finger were stacked together, and the other three fingers were separated, which seemed to imply a certain rule.

Lu Jiangpeng was stunned. The martial arts and mental techniques he studied were unknown, but he had never seen such a strange Yin Jue. The Yin Jue was placed on Yang Qingxuan's chest, as if it were in the shape of a dragon.

He glanced a few times, his face became dull, he was actually attracted by the tactical seal, he was stunned, and he completely forgot about himself. He was also like Yang Qingxuan and entered into nothing and nothing.

Yang Qingxuan was nourished by the "power seed", and unconsciously pinched the tactics to concentrate on running the Qingyang Wujing.

The bizarre meridian map immediately appeared behind him, and the power of the martial meridian revolved along the direction of the meridian, and it swirled around Lu Jiangpeng's power seed, forming a bizarre sight.

Lu Jiangpeng suddenly came out of the state of nothingness and no self, his eyes violently opened, showing a look of horror, and he cried out: "In your body...!"

The Qingyang Wujing started to operate, and Lu Jiangpeng's power seeds were also affected. It was actually penetrated by the force of the Wujing, and then reflected in Lu Jiangpeng's body through the mutual connection!

Suddenly, the surrounding pools burst, and a terrible storm of power surged from the two of them, turning into circles of air and dissipating outside.

The water in Yinglongtan was also turbulent under its influence. The surface of the water was like boiling water.

Lu Jiangpeng's face, from shock and gaffe to horror, an expression of ecstasy gradually appeared on his face...

For some reason, under the power of the martial arts, Lu Jiangpeng was so excited that he couldn't hold on himself, and his hands trembled abnormally, causing the power fluctuations to be disordered.

Yang Qingxuan was in that strange state of cultivation, as if everything had disappeared from the heavens and the earth, and only the power seed remained, resonating with the original force in the body, operating according to the meridian diagram of the Qingyang Wujing.

But at this moment, he was awakened by Lu Jiangpeng's overreaction. Due to Lu Jiangpeng's gaffe, the frequency of the power seed tremor was disturbed, and his original force was also disturbed.

Yang Qingxuan said in shock: "Elder Lu!"

When Lu Jiangpeng was drunk by him, he immediately recovered from his excitement. He understood that the opportunity at this moment was rare in a lifetime, and he couldn't be sloppy. He couldn't help being startled in a cold sweat, and hurriedly shouted: "Retract your mind and concentrate on your luck!"

This was said to Yang Qingxuan, and even more to himself.

After the words, Lu Jiangpeng's face was groaned, his eyes closed, and his body regained his composure again, but there was a little more solemnity between his brows.

The force in Yang Qingxuan's body also stabilized, and once again returned to Qingyang Wujing's movement route.

As the two entered the state, the pool returned from turmoil to calmness. Under the quiet aura of the two, a white mist rose up like a fairy pond.

If someone is by the side at this moment, you will definitely find out in horror:

In the water of the Yinglong Pond, a map of context clearly appeared, and the huge force of force followed the path of that map, which was the projection of the force of Yang Qingxuan's body.

This vein map forms an aura of its own, causing the pool to be as clear as jade, and it is like a giant dragon lurking inside, connecting seven very obvious light spots in the vein.

These seven light spots seem to be the source of all power.

Yang Qingxuan and Lu Jiangpeng were inside, but they didn't know it, and they were completely in a state of cultivation.

Lu Jiangpeng is also surrounded by white mist, but compared to Yang Qingxuan's whirlwind swallowing force, it only seeps slowly and is much gentler.

But if you look closely, you will find that as the pores are vomiting, when the white mist is discharged, the black air is pulled out, bringing a tingling sensation, that kind of strange feeling, constantly moisturizing the flesh.

Ten years ago, he had reached the middle stage of the marrow change, but he was seriously injured in a fight with others, damaging the foundation and talent of martial arts, and causing his cultivation to stagnate.

Over the past ten years, I have tried all kinds of pills and methods, but none of the injuries can be cured.

It is said that he has been wounded for a long time, and Lu Jiangpeng himself knows the condition of his body and almost has to give up. But just now, he was pleasantly surprised to find that when he resonated with Yang Qingxuan's internal strength, the old disease in his body was actually touched!

This made him ecstatic, and almost missed something under his excitement. Fortunately, he was drunk by Yang Qingxuan.

In addition to talent and diligence, the most important thing for a martial artist is opportunity. Lu Jiangpeng knew that he had a rare opportunity, and immediately adjusted his state and entered that wonderful realm.

The old disease in the body began to improve under the kind of field energy of Qingyang Wujing.

There was no sun or moon in cultivation, and the two sat opposite each other, and half a month passed at once.

On this day, Yang Qingxuan suddenly opened his eyes, and an extremely sharp golden light flashed across his eyes. For the first time he noticed the brilliance in his eyes, and he couldn't help being surprised.

But at this time, a stale breath accumulated in his chest, and he opened his mouth directly, and screamed to the sky!

"Boom! Bang!..."

In the meridian map mapped in the Yinglong Pond, the seven light clusters exploded suddenly, turning into water dragons and soaring into the sky!

Yang Qingxuan's howling sounded like a tiger like a dragon, piercing the layers of spiritual energy above Yinglongtan, straight into the clouds, and shook the entire Shenyin Mountain Range!

Lu Jiangpeng also recovered from entering Ding, and was startled by his aura, but his face was full of surprise and shock. He was overjoyed and looked at Yang Qingxuan's majestic roar, and his mood was extremely complicated and excited.

"Half a month, only half a month, I reached the Yellow Turban Warrior! And this powerful force is more abundant than the average Yellow Turban Warrior!"

Lu Jiangpeng muttered to himself for a moment of loss of consciousness.

Originally, I wanted to give Yang Qingxuan the third gift. He used the seed of strength to help him temper his body, but he didn't want to get the chance for himself. As a result, his old illness began to get better. On the contrary, he got more benefits.

And the power that Yang Qingxuan showed at this moment was completely different from the way he had just stepped into the dangling air realm. In the spit of breath that he exhaled, the air was as thick as a flood. The skin is as warm as jade, and the color is like glazed glaze, which is the characteristic of a yellow-turbaned man!

Yang Qingxuan's turbid breath continued, until he vomited it all out, before he condensed his breath.

The seven water dragons exploded in the sky, turning into rain and falling, one after another, wrinkling a pool of cold water, but not a drop fell on him, all half an inch away from his skin, turned into aerosol.

The long roar resounded through the sky, and shocked all the students who were practicing in Shenyin Mountain. They all looked up and looked at the direction of the howling sound in horror.

"It's Elder Lu's forbidden place over Yinglongtan!"

"Although this voice sounds strong and pure, it is slightly immature. Obviously it is not the work of Elder Lu, is it Fang Chen?"

"There is only Fang Chen, and I am afraid that he is practicing some powerful martial arts, and it erupts at once."

"Physique training really has its own unique place, next year's Qianlong ranking ranking, then Fang Chen is afraid that he will go further."

In the mountains, many faces showed envy, and after being affected by the sound of that howl, they were even more passionate and began to practice hard.