The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Walking through the Xinhai Realm again, looking at the ever-changing picture scroll beside him, Yang Jian had a completely different perception from before.

Stopping and stopping, twisting and turning, he arrived in front of the Xinhai boundary marker again without any danger, and made a salute to the boundary marker. Yang Jian crossed the boundary marker and stared blankly at the 'volcanic group'-like saint's tomb in the sky.

Seeing the tombs of these saints, he suddenly didn't care much about the so-called scheming.

If the great battle in which more than a hundred saints fell broke out again in the prehistoric world, then what about the supreme beings of the three realms...

Sighing, Yang Jian was about to step forward and walk honestly to the saint's tomb.

I don't know how far the road ahead is, but it just happened to calm my mind.

"You're here again."

A call came from behind, Yang Jian stopped, turned his head to look, and saw the spirit of the boundary marker flying towards him with a refined aura.

Yang Jian cupped his hands in embarrassment, as if apologizing for not being honest last time.

Taoist Jiebei laughed lightly: "I already know why you came, but last time I misread it and thought you were here to worship the ancestors."

"It's not that I deliberately deceived..."

"That's right, it's really good to be so humble and not arrogant to receive the inheritance of a saint."

This was the first time Yang Jian felt a little embarrassed when someone praised him, but he didn't explain much.

He came here this time to ask for advice from the seniors in the glazed pillar, and also to comprehend the "Invincible Golden Body Jue", which is indeed a sage's inheritance.

"Which tomb are you going to?" The Taoist chuckled, "Why don't I take you there."

Yang Jian hesitated, and was about to nod his head in agreement, when he suddenly heard a familiar old voice behind him.

"Don't bother the world spirit, this old man is here to pick you up."

Turning around suddenly, I saw a glazed portal appearing in front of me, the familiar Dao Yun, the familiar glazed stone pillar, and Kong Xuan who was looking curiously at this side.

Listening to the tone of the old man in the pillar, it seemed that he was not kind to Taoist Jiebei; Yang Jian didn't know the reason, and he was more or less wary of Taoist Jiebei in his heart.

"Senior, I'm leaving." Yang Jian cupped his hands to the priest of the boundary monument, turned around and stepped into the glazed gate, and appeared in the glazed hall.

When Yang Jian said goodbye, the Taoist priest still had a slight smile on his face, and when the portal disappeared, the Taoist's chuckle gradually turned into a sneer, and the cold light in his eyes flickered even more.

With a flick of his sleeves, the Taoist returned to the boundary monument without saying a word.

In the Liuli Palace, Yang Jian bowed to the old man in the pillar, thanked him, and asked casually, "Senior, where did the spirit of the boundary monument come from? It seems that senior is afraid of him."

"The Spirit of the Boundary Monument? Hahaha," the old man in the pillar grinned, "Did he tell you?"

"Hmm..." Yang Jian suddenly understood something, knowing that he was almost caught, he was a little speechless.

The old man in the pillar laughed, sighed softly, and said, "Didn't you always want to know who the strong enemy is? In fact, we don't know as much as this spirit of the boundary marker. He should be a strong man who fought with us back then and died in the end, but now there is only a lonely soul left."

Yang Jian was startled.

"Then why didn't senior kill him?"

"It's not that I don't want to kill it, it's just that I can't kill it," the old man in the pillar shook his head slowly, pointing to the ground with some effort.

The old man said: "Do you know how this big tomb was formed?"

"The junior doesn't know, so I ask the senior to enlighten me."

"You're welcome, sit down and talk," the old man in the pillar nodded to Yang Jian. Behind Yang Jian, a seat carved from glass rose up, and there was another seat beside Kong Xuan who was in a daze not far away.

The old man in the pillar smiled and said: "The name I used to live is gone, I have chosen a new name for myself, which is Liuli Baozhu. If you call me senior, it is better to call me Baozhu, I am happier to hear it."

"My lord."

"Hahaha, yes, yes, you are much more gratifying than your uncle!" The old man beamed with joy, "I'm telling you the story of this place, but I really don't know much about it, it's just that I discovered it occasionally when I explored this place with a few other remnant spirits."

The old man slowly started to talk, Yang Jian and Kong Xuan listened carefully, gradually fascinated.

The awakening of the saint's remnant spirit in the saint's body can be regarded as a new consciousness bred by the powerful and unparalleled power of the primordial spirit of the great saint, which naturally has nothing to do with the saint's original consciousness.

But the Master of the Glass Treasure is a different kind, because the predecessor of the Treasure Master of the Glass Treasure was a Dao Sage who cultivated the flesh and became holy, and was the absolute main force in the war back then.

The Master of the Glass Treasure was awakened the earliest, but it was not awakened by the power of the primordial spirit, but the physical power of the saint's corpse.

Therefore, he can control the saint's corpse, and his strength is far superior to that of other saints.

Back then, it was also with the help of this saint's corpse, which was so powerful and unparalleled, that several remnant spirits joined forces to explore this place thoroughly.

Of course, the continuous spiritual clouds were the resting place of the true spirit after the fall of the saint, and they didn't bother them.

The saint's tomb was not simply arranged, nor was it arranged for the purpose of burying the saint's corpse; on the contrary, the saint's corpse here was used as a formation, and the entire saint's tomb was a powerful formation, used to seal an ancient battlefield.

In this battlefield, there is an extremely powerful existence, and the spirit of the boundary monument is the soul of this existence...

"That boundary marker is the entrance to the ancient battlefield. I went down there and learned about it."

"That existence should be a powerful enemy that these saints could not get rid of even in a desperate battle. I only vaguely sensed its existence back then, and immediately thought of withdrawing."

Treasure Master Liuli sighed softly, with lingering fears in his words, and said in a low voice: "The spirit of the boundary monument is the strand of soul that exists to chase our remnant spirits. We will join hands to seal the escape route of this soul, but we want to get rid of this strand of soul...it can't be done. It takes a true Daoist saint to have the possibility of obliterating this strand of soul."

"The Spirit of the Boundary Monument began to act secretly a long time ago, luring many cultivators who came here to hunt for treasures to go to the Boundary Monument, throw themselves into the ancient battlefield, accumulate strength, and wait for an opportunity to break through the formation."

After speaking, the master of Liuli sighed faintly, but Yang Jian was speechless for a long time.

The dead body of the saint was used to set up the formation, and this place is actually a large formation to trap powerful enemies...

Kong Xuan asked from the side: "Dare to ask the treasure master, why does it have to be a great sage who can obliterate a mere ray of soul?"

"Naturally, his own cultivation realm is higher than that of a Daoist saint."

Kong Xuan asked again: "Isn't it the strongest to cultivate the Dao and become holy by yourself?"

This question also expressed what Yang Jian thought.

Master Liuli laughed softly: "Why do you think that the Dao sage is the strongest? The Dao is unreasonable, and the Dao is the same. Some Dao's are superior to other Dao's. For example, you are cultivating the Dao of Water. How can you compete with the saints who cultivated the Dao of Qiankun and Dao of Shiyu?"

"The origin of life, there are a total of nine transcendent avenues." Master Liuli thought for a while, and added: "The existence of these nine avenues cannot be expressed in words, but can only be felt and explored. If you want to practice, it is extremely difficult. If you finally jump out of the avenue, how can you not be stronger than other avenue saints?"

Kong Xuan was speechless, but Yang Jian retorted: "Although Tao is different from Tao, all roads can lead to the end."

Master Liuli couldn't help but admire more in his eyes, and motioned Yang Jian to continue.

"Even if the Dao sages practice strong and weak, high and low, their own realm should be the same," Yang Jian carefully considered his words, "If the Dao sages have to use all their means to eradicate this strand of soul, the realm of the soul itself should be higher than that of the Dao sages."

This is also because Yang Jian has known for a long time that there is a "higher" above the great saint, otherwise it would be difficult to say such a thing.

"Hahaha!" Master Liuli clapped his palms and smiled, "Your comprehension is really good, not bad, not bad."

Kong Xuan curled his mouth, folded his arms and listened, and simply didn't ask or answer.

Yang Jian said: "Please enlighten me, senior."

"Don't talk about enlightenment, just talk about the way." The master of Liuli also sat down cross-legged in the glass pillar, and asked Yang Jian: "Sage of the Dao, jump out of the Dao and control your own Dao, do you feel it is the end?"

"otherwise?"

Master Liuli smiled and said, "If you control two great ways at the same time, what should you do?"

Yang Jian couldn't help being taken aback.

"Once this step has been passed, it will be a new realm, a new world," Treasure Master Liuli sighed softly. "Unfortunately, as far as I know, such strong men are all on the opposite side of the living beings. The god Pangu that your uncle mentioned earlier has already half-stepped into this realm, but was finally killed by them."

Yang Jian frowned tightly, sitting there with his head bowed in thought.

Soon, Yang Jian grasped the key point, and said in a low voice: "My lord, if the Taisu Realm is destroyed, is it because God Pangu is about to step into that realm and provoke the opponent's strong attack?"

"I can't say for sure, but there must be such considerations."

Kong Xuan frowned, and sneered, "Why, God Pan Gu is still a sinner?"

"God Pangu is a hero that we can't match," Yang Jian said seriously, "How can this be regarded as God Pangu's fault? Even if God Pangu stops his realm and does not practice, how long can Taisu survive?"

Kong Xuan glared at Yang Jian, but the latter continued to speak eloquently.

"If my inference is correct, since the Taishi era and Taiji era, the living world has been far from being able to resist these powerful enemies. They let Taisu do nothing, maybe they just think that the forty-nine saints of Taisu are nothing to worry about."

"When these powerful enemies feel threatened, they will attack aggressively! As long as Taisu continues to develop, it will one day threaten these existences and attract the invasion of these powerful enemies."

"God Pangu must know this, but the question is whether there can be a Daoist sage with a higher level of powerhouse born... If not, Taisu will only end in the most glorious era. If there is, then this great world can be protected."

After a pause, Yang Jian frowned and looked at Master Liuli, who nodded with a smile.

"That's right, what you said hits the nail on the head. These saints who fell here, and the endless creatures who followed these saints back then, didn't they think so?"

Yang Jian said, "How do you say that?"

"I also heard from a lonely soul that in Taishi, there was a person who touched that realm. This place is the fake body of that person. It can be regarded as a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain."

Master Liuli had a sad look in his eyes, "Unfortunately, all the masters who fought in Taishi's great world are here to hold back those powerful enemies with all their strength, and want that person to break through the final bottleneck. Unfortunately... there is still no result."

"Hey, let's not talk about it," Liuli Baozhu slowly pushed his left hand towards Yang Jian, and the stone tablet appeared again, and slowly flew towards Yang Jian.

"The road ahead is for you to go after all, it's useless to think too much, just practice hard."

"Yeah!" Yang Jian pursed his lips, watched the stone tablet fall in front of him, and was immediately attracted by the ancient characters of the Dao pattern on it.

Undefeated Golden Body Showdown!