The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Why did you stop for so long?

Grand Master Xuandu stood in front of those broken walls, frowned slightly, closed his eyes, and tried his best to stimulate the power of divine consciousness, so that he could barely see Yang Jian behind the Xinhai boundary marker.

For some reason, Yang Jian's back looks a bit bleak.

Inside is the tomb of the saint. What did he see? Why didn't I go forward for half a day?

"Don't say anything..."

Xuandu's face showed a little worry, and he waited for a while, seeing that Yang Jian was still motionless, he was in a hurry.

The biggest and saddest thing in the saint's tomb is the Heart Ocean Realm. If a monk's Taoist heart is not firm, or if he is lucky enough to break into a small world, it will be extremely difficult to figure it out.

But Yang Jian had already crossed the Xinhai boundary without any surprises, passed the boundary marker, and arrived at the place where the real saint's tomb is located, and stood there in a daze for a long time...

The head disciple of the Taoist sect didn't dare to wait any longer, he leaned his left hand behind him, and slowly pushed his palm forward, as if pushing a curtain; Ao Xinke, who was originally under the wall of Xuandu City, flickered several times, and was directly behind the Great Master Xuandu.

"Uncle?"

"Stay here and don't move a single step," said the Great Master Xuandu in a low voice.

Ao Xinke's heart suddenly rose to the top of her voice, and she was about to ask something, but Xuandu rushed forward and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Probing forward with her spiritual sense, Ao Xinke could barely see Xuandu's back, and also saw layers of broken universes.

But it is difficult for her to cultivate compared with Master Xuandu. She can only see Master Xuandu walking a hundred steps beside the picture scrolls, but she can no longer catch the figure of Xuandu...

Ao Xinke bit her lip lightly and clasped her hands together, but she didn't dare to move.

In the Heart Sea Realm, Master Xuandu didn't dare to walk like flying. Every step he took, he had to pause a little to observe his surroundings, and he would also retreat and detour like Yang Jian.

Apparently, Master Xuandu had come in countless times, he was familiar with driving, and quickly rushed to the Xinhai Boundary Monument.

Yang Jian was standing behind the boundary marker, still motionless at this moment.

But don't be possessed by some disabled spirit, then this matter will become a big deal, and he will definitely be skinned by the saint teacher!

Master Xuandu was a little anxious in his heart. After all, Yang Jian's power of Yuanshen was not overbearing, and it was difficult to resist the remnant soul of the saint of Yuanshen Dao...

"You're here again..."

A snow-white figure appeared in front of Xuandu, blocking Xuandu's body, and smiled at Xuandu.

With long snow-white hair and a long snow-white gown, her figure is slimmer than most women in Honghuang. Although her skin is snow-white, it has a crystal-clear feeling, and every frown and cluster has a thrilling charm.

The dao rhyme around him was bitingly cold, and the road ahead of Xuandu was also covered with heavy snow.

There was even a heavy snowfall in several small universes beside him. I don't know how many damaged Dao principles of the Saint's Avenue were suppressed by the Dao rhyme around the woman in the snow at this moment.

The saint is dead.

Xuandu lost his mind for a moment, but quickly returned to normal; a wave of Dao rhyme permeated around him, resisting the chill ahead, and bowed to the woman in the snow.

"I have seen the seniors."

"You called me senior again," the woman in the snow chuckled, her figure slowly floated in front of Master Xuandu, a jade hand stretched out, and her slender fingers gently slid across the contours of Master Xuandu's face.

She seemed to have no entity, and she was still a little away from Xuandu's face, and she had never really touched it. "

The woman in the snow looked a little lonely, and said in a low voice, "Do you think I'm annoying? That's why you haven't come in to see me for so long."

"Senior Xue," Xuan Du squeezed an ugly smile, "My nephew is in front, I don't know what happened, I'll go and see him first, and see you when I come back later, how about it?"

"Is the person inside your nephew?" The woman in the snow blinked her eyes lightly. "It's really rare for a junior who can walk directly to the boundary marker. Why isn't he your disciple? Then you will have something to rely on in the future."

Xuandu's face suddenly darkened, "Why should I rely on him?"

The woman in the snow chuckled softly, her voice was ethereal and illusory, and flew around Xuandu twice.

"Go, I'll wait for you to come back," she said softly, "I've been a little uneasy lately, he probably came here to find the whereabouts of the set of divine beads in his body, if you run into trouble, go and hide in my place."

"Thank you senior for your love, I'll go first."

Xuandu answered, and continued to walk towards the Xinhai boundary marker; the woman in the snow stood quietly for a while, and with a soft sigh, her figure gradually disappeared.

After another hundred steps, the Xinhai Boundary Monument was in front of him. The Great Master Xuandu frowned and stared at the boundary marker for a while.

I have been here many times, but this time, I feel that this stone tablet has some strange rhymes...

Without thinking too much, Xuan Du hurriedly walked towards Yang Jian, rubbing Yin and Yang with his hands, the rhyme of Liangyi Dao was condensed and did not dissipate, wrapping Yang Jian's figure.

"What's wrong?"

Xuandu's voice broke into Yang Jian's ears, making Yang Jian, who was like a stone sculpture, tremble slightly.

"Uncle..."

"What happened?" Xuan Du heard Yang Jian's hoarse voice, and one hand was already on Yang Jian's back. Cool and warm, two completely different but entangled breaths injected into Yang Jian's body.

Yang Jian turned his head to look at Master Xuandu, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but the blank look in his eyes could not be hidden.

Looking at the side, the Taoist priest on the boundary tablet disappeared at some point, Yang Jian said in a low voice, "I'm fine, Master, I'm confused."

"tell me the story."

Yang Jian murmured: "Being born from the illusion, even if you have blood and bones, will you still be unable to survive in the end?"

Master Xuandu's expression suddenly became serious, he pondered a few times, and said, "What is illusion?"

Yang Jian was speechless.

"Illusion and reality are opposite, illusion and truth. The opposite of illusion is reality, not nothingness." Xuandu said in a deep voice, "Even if everything is illusory, there is a foundation to stand on. They are all based on 'existence' and 'existence'. How can they return to nothing?"

The confusion in Yang Jian's eyes dissipated a bit, and he sighed softly, slowly suppressing the churning in his heart.

In just a short period of time, Yang Jian's own temperament has matured a lot.

Xuandu secretly pinched his fingers and calculated, and asked aside: "What's the matter? Why is the mood so chaotic?"

Yang Jian looked at the silver clouds on top of the 'volcanic' mountains in the sky, and said in a low voice, "Master, have you ever been to those worlds in your dreams?"

"Naturally, I've been there," Xuandu said, "It's different from chaos, there is not even the power of Taoism, and there are many worlds of all kinds inside."

"I might……"

"Um?"

"It's nothing," Yang Jian sighed softly, feeling a little impulsive in his heart, "Uncle Master, can you take me to explore these clouds and mists?"

Xuan Du sighed softly: "That is the destination of saints after they die. Teacher and the others tried it back then, but they couldn't get in at all. It was only by accident that I was able to get in by relying on dream travel. However, if you are really curious about it, I know how to get in."

Yang Jian's eyes burst into a compelling light, "How to get in?"

"Sage of the Great Dao, forcefully break into it with his own strength," Xuandu said indifferently, "Of course, if this happens, the hope of the return of the saint who has died will be cut off, and the Saint of the Great Dao who broke into it will not get any benefit."

Yang Jian couldn't help but sighed, and his mood gradually returned to normal.

Even if, he is really just a speck of dust in these void worlds, lucky enough to get into the sea of ​​chaos, stand outside the place where he was born, and watch from afar...

"Uncle."

Xuandu suddenly felt dizzy, and really didn't know what happened to Yang Jian.

"Thank you very much."

Yang Jian turned his head and glanced at Xuandu. Although the latter was a bit confused, he still put on an inscrutable appearance.

Xuan Du asked: "Is there any movement in the orb in your body?"

"Not yet," Yang Jian said, "I'm going to search for it, and if I don't get anything, it's fine, don't force it."

"Well, it's not bad to have such a mentality." Xuan Du glanced at the boundary marker behind him, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Since I came in with you, let me accompany you to look around. Let's go, I'll show you a shortcut."

Yang Jian asked in astonishment, "Shortcut?"

"That's right, come with me, don't talk nonsense later, they are the strongest saints among the saints... except that they can't leave this place, they are similar to real saints."

Xuandu read a few words, and led Yang Jian towards the back.

Re-entering the Mind Sea Realm, although Yang Jian was a little perplexed, he still had a lot of trust in Xuandu; the Yin-Yang Dao that Xuandu just displayed was enough to prove that the Great Master Xuandu was not a ghost in disguise.

The two of them walked more than a hundred steps in a detour, and arrived at the place where Xuandu met the woman in the snow just now.

Xuan Du stood in front of the entrance of a small world filled with heavy snow, and shouted loudly into the inside: "Please also ask the senior to guide us for a ride."

As the voice fell, a woman's chuckle came from ahead, the wind and snow swelled in the small world, and a long 'snow bridge' was built across the entire snow field.

"Let's go," Xuandu straightened his back inadvertently, and led Yang Jian into it. "This senior has a gentle temperament, dignified posture, virtuous and virtuous, and beautiful. He is also inseparable from me. Let's cross from here and reach the place where the saint's tomb is."

Yang Jian felt a burst of admiration in his heart, stepped on the 'snow bridge' carefully, and felt a gentle wind pushing him forward, into this small world.

The moment he entered this small world, Yang Jian felt the biting cold pervading his whole body; and after Yang Jian took two steps, his surroundings became warm.

At this time, Yang Jian looked at Xuan Du with admiration from the bottom of his heart.

The master uncle is indeed a master uncle, and he is able to make friends with the sage remnant spirit, and become so acquainted with each other... This kind of ability is far beyond his reach!

The snow scene below passed by in a hurry. Yang Jian saw the rift valley in the center of the snow field, saw the shining precious light in the rift valley, and felt the aura of innate treasure.

Xuan Du smiled and said: "The Heart Sea Realm is the place where the saints' obsessions are transformed; therefore, the saints here all fell in the war, so when most saints fell, the obsession in their hearts was killing and war. No need to read too much, here are all traps for eating people. There are indeed treasures, but they don't have the strength of the Qianhong Taoist, so it's best not to make a fuss."

Yang Jian nodded slowly, withdrew his searching gaze, and followed Xuandu obediently to the end of the snow bridge.

The snow bridge spans this small world, and at the end is an ice crystal palace embedded on the iceberg. The main door of the main hall is wide open, and a snow-white figure stands inside the door. Seeing the two coming, he greets them with a smile.

Then……

Yang Jian saw that the remnant spirit of the saint, a woman like a real person, held Xuandu's arm with her plain hand.

Her natural movements and gentle smile made Yang Jian suddenly understand...

Finally, I know why Master Xuandu was indifferent to his hot junior sister Jinling back then.