The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

In Xuandu City, Yang Jian stood outside the outermost formation, staring at this rather mysterious city.

Xuandu City was built in the Taisu period, and the three sides of this place were 'overlapped' by the joint efforts of Taisu's saints, and they were arranged as barriers that could not be passed or found, leaving only the front door.

Here, it should be the last place of resistance left by the strong in Tai Sushi, but it is a pity that it was still breached by the strongest. Only then did Qian Hong Taoist be captured and surrendered, and was sent to calculate the funeral of the prehistoric...

But why, from the outside, Xuandu City showed no signs of being breached? It stands to reason that if the most powerful person destroyed Xuandu City at that time, it would be the strange structure of Xuandu City that was destroyed first.

Yang Jian stood there thinking for a while, feeling a little unclear in his heart.

Stepping into the grand formation of Xuandu City, Yang Jian walked around like a leisurely stroll, looking at the traces on the city walls.

Since Taisu, there have been many battles here, but the traces left on the nine-fold city wall are only the outermost floors, and it is very 'peaceful' from the fifth floor.

After carefully figuring it out for a while, Yang Jian stood in front of the drowsy puppet old man at the foot of the ninth city wall with doubts in his heart.

At this time, the old man's face was a little weak and haggard, obviously because he spent a lot of energy refining the spear before.

Yang Jian secretly felt ashamed, and bowed forward: "Thank you for your help, senior."

Master Mo waved his hand, "It's a small matter, what about the soldiers? Quickly show them to me."

"Yes," Yang Jian held out the snow-white and unparalleled sharp three-pointed double-edged gun, and handed it to the old man respectfully.

The body of the gun trembled slightly, and Yang Jian's three-pointed double-edged gun somewhat resisted the old man's touch; Yang Jian passed on a little thought, and the spear stopped trembling quite psychically, and was held firmly by the old man.

Mr. Mo's fingers trembled a little, and he gently stroked every inch of the gun body. Under his fingertips, the originally smooth gun body revealed a ferocious appearance like two dragons entrenched.

"Water and fire do not blend together, but the Nine Nether Broken Spirit Diamond can reconcile the two stones with its own grievances. The Sun Taiyin True Fire forges the two stones, making them transcend their own materials, and then uses the Nine Nether Divine Fire to call upon the power of the Nine Nether Broken Spirit Diamond..."

Slowly, Master Mo will explain in detail how to forge this spear.

Yang Jian listened with admiration, and it took half an hour to briefly describe the process.

However, even if there are these precious materials and these real fires in front of Master Mo, and Master Mo's state is completely victorious, it is still difficult to guarantee that he will refine the second shot... This is a magic weapon that has exceeded Master Mo's own limit.

"The last time I felt this way, it took a lot of hard work to help Pan refine his big axe. It's a pity that the ax was broken during the battle with the strongest... That fellow Pan, after all, only knows brute force. This spear is a transcendent spiritual treasure. You should make good use of it and use it sparingly."

"This junior has made a note...Senior, there is one more thing that this junior is a bit unclear about."

"What is it? But it doesn't matter."

"What happened in Xuandu City back then?" Yang Jian frowned. "I just noticed today that Xuandu City was destroyed, but the nine major formations that you Taisu masters worked so hard to arrange are safe and sound. It seems a bit unreasonable..."

"Unreasonable? In fact, nothing could be more reasonable."

Master Mo slowly closed his eyes, and his usually indifferent and plain face became a bit more distressed than he wanted to look back.

"If I were someone else, I don't want to recall these things again. Since it was you who asked me, I have to recall... Alas, the most powerful person who appeared back then did not appear suddenly, but was already in Taisu's hands," Master Mo said in a deep voice, "Before he revealed his identity, no one would have thought that the proud son of heaven, who was placed high hopes by all cultivators, was actually the enemy Taisu was always on guard against..."

"At that time, this most powerful man concealed his identity, made friends everywhere, discussed the Taoism, and made friends with strong monks. With his unique insights into the Dao, he stood at the top of the Taisu world step by step. Then, he secretly launched a plunder against the Taisu masters. At the beginning, many colleagues thought that he was just greedy for power. In order to fight against the enemy, they chose to endure silence until someone discovered his clues, and Pan finally stood up to fight..."

"When the strongest man defeated Pan, he had to reveal all his cultivation. Naturally, his identity could no longer be concealed. Simply, he directly launched the battle of destroying the world. Countless masters suddenly appeared and cooperated with him in the forces built by Taisu. Taisu... was defeated too quickly and too easily."

"Xuandu City was destroyed at that time, and the large array of Xuandu City was not lit up at all..."

"If it wasn't for protecting some of Taisu's creatures, and then fighting against the strongest man after opening up the prehistoric world, and giving up his life in exchange for the serious injury of the most powerful man, how could there be such a prehistoric world at this time?"

Master Mo let out a breath slowly, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Yang Jian was in a daze when he heard it, and there was a little doubt in his eyes.

Master Mo smiled wryly, "Do you want to ask, why can I be alone?"

"Senior... the junior has no intention of offending."

"The most powerful man once came to my sect to practice the puppet method. I count him as half a teacher. He ordered me to save my life, and let me take the broken road of the fallen saint and the fire of Dao Rong to practice the puppet way... Alas, if this matter is not for you, I really don't want to mention it."

Yang Jian had no choice but to remain silent, standing there speechless for a long time.

The most powerful person who destroyed Tai Su is very likely to be the one who is hiding under the Nether Stream of the Great Desolation now; it is almost the same as what the saints of the Desolation have speculated, and the other party should not have recovered from serious injuries.

What happened to Master Mo, Yang Jian didn't feel that the puppet master was at fault in his heart. The most powerful man played with the whole Taisu, and Master Mo was not the only one who saw it wrong.

"Senior," Yang Jian said in a low voice, "If you put aside your position, what does senior think about the strongest?"

Master Mo did not expect Yang Jian to ask this question, thought for a while, and said slowly: "The Son of Destiny, dragon and phoenix among men, good at judging the situation and controlling people's hearts, except for being killed and injured in the last battle, his body is complete and perfect, and there is a kind of Taoism that makes people feel close to each other when they meet."

Yang Jian had no choice but to smile wryly, and secretly groaned in his heart.

These supreme beings are not ugly, not ignorant, and not distracted, and they can even get such an evaluation from Mr. Mo.

That should be an ethereal existence with immortal energy, attracting thousands of monks to join him, placing their own expectations...

"Give it back to you," the old man held back the spear and said in a low voice, "Don't think too much about it. I heard about your previous life from that sage of heaven. That is the real hero that people dare not even look up to. The real seeker and guardian of the Tao."

Yang Jian nodded slowly, "It would be great if I could do what he did, what else do you want to ask, Senior?"

"Go, you should be here to retreat, don't delay with me."

"Well, I wanted to go to Senior Master Liuli to discuss the matter of cultivation."

"Hurry up and become a saint before the other party gets into trouble," Old Master Mo sighed. "The visible world really needs someone who can face the strongest. Otherwise, we don't even know why we are always destroyed by them. It's really too useless."

Yang Jian paused when he heard the words, turned around and said, "Senior, what weakness does that strongest man have?"

"If we talk about weaknesses, I'm afraid the only one is conceit, and it's a bit extreme."

Yang Jian nodded, and walked away thoughtfully, entering the ruins of Xuandu City.

It's been a long time, but I kind of miss those bald-headed witches. They are still fighting fierce enemies somewhere in the Chaos Sea, sharpening themselves and nourishing them with battles, in order to become a strong army that can truly stand alone as soon as possible.

Strolling around in the ruins of Xuandu City, the light of those broken prohibitions seemed to remind Yang Jian of how resplendent and resplendent this place used to be, and how many immortals stopped to discuss how to meet the enemy.

Suddenly, the earth was shocked, and the monks who stayed in Xuandu City were cleaned up in the shortest possible time, leaving only the wreckage of this place, and the tomb of the "unusually dangerous" Taishi saint.

Walking through the Heart Sea Boundary and the shadow of a saint, Yang Jian once again stood in front of the Heart Sea Boundary Monument.

Going down from here, you can find the most powerful person who was desperately suppressed here by the sages of Taishi.

There was such a question a long time ago-why didn't the other eight come to rescue this person who destroyed the nine most powerful people in the Taishi Realm back then?

Could it be that the strongest being suppressed here is also too conceited? Refused the companion's rescue?

Thinking of this, Yang Jian chuckled at the stele, walked around the stele and walked towards the saint's tomb.

On the stone tablet, an afterimage slowly emerged, watching Yang Jian's back, with a little killing intent and anger in his eyes, as if he regarded Yang Jian's light smile in front of the stone tablet as a provocation.

Unfortunately, Yang Jian didn't look back, a door opened in front of him, and he walked in directly, entering the Liuli Treasure Realm.

After meeting the Lord of Liuli, Yang Jian briefly talked about the encounter with Ge Li, the golden envoy.

The Lord of the Glazed Treasure suddenly became furious, almost smashing the glass pillar with a slap, and went to the place where Ge Li fell to flog the corpse a few times...

"Why does this son recognize a thief as his father, and become a lackey of those most powerful people! He also claims to be the venerable of the Five Elements? Damn! This kid knelt here for 30,000 years before I passed on his invincible golden body formula. I also said that he is so determined to protect the backwardness of the Tai Chi world!"

Master Liuli couldn't help cursing.

It is difficult for him to get out of this place, even if some monks from outside come to this big tomb, those whose physical cultivation is not enough, the master of Liuli will not bother to care.

What's more, most of the people who knew the existence of the five-element venerable had already become dead souls in their hands; the light of the most powerful man was too dazzling, and his subordinates would not show anything.

Master Liuli scolded for a while, regretting and annoyed, he could only keep apologizing to his former self.

He was originally a remnant spirit guarding the tomb, and it was his fault to be ignorant of his abilities.

It's a pity that those Taiji and Taisu world overhauls that died in Ge Li's hands will never come back to life no matter what.

Yang Jian sat down cross-legged, waited for Master Liuli to finish scolding him, and then persuaded him a few words, and began to ask for advice on the practice of the Unbeaten Golden Body Art.

In fact, most of the methods used to gain enlightenment in the battle with Ge Li are available, and they have been affirmed by the treasure master of Liuli; the master of Liuli finally has some uncontrollable curiosity in his heart, and asks how Yang Jian broke the invincible golden body.

Yang Jian obtained some remnants of his previous life, found a special supernatural power, and with the help of the newly created magic weapon...

So, so, so and so, Yang Jian didn't mention Dubi, and didn't mention Dieli. Although the master of Liuli was still a little confused, he didn't explore Yang Jian's trump card, and began to tell Yang Jian about the many insights of Liuli Jinshen Jue.

With the help of the remnant spirit of the founder of this method, Yang Jian's practice of the Invincible Golden Body Jue naturally went smoothly.

For the next ten years, Yang Jian hid here to practice. What he practiced was the method of the physical body, and he was looking for his own way. Although the progress of the physical body cultivation was slow, his thinking became clearer about how to practice in the future.

And when Yang Jian wanted to take advantage of the situation to practice and stood in front of the saint's gate early, he suddenly remembered that he still had other things to do, so he bid farewell to Lord Liuli and returned to the Black Spirit Kingdom.

This return is not a big deal, before Yang Jian entered the formation, he glanced at the long queue at the entrance of the formation and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Things are getting worse?

After entering the formation, feeling the dense atmosphere in the capital of Hei Ling Kingdom, Yang Jian couldn't help rubbing his brows.

Keep it simple...

Forget it, let's go and see what Princess Wanzhi is up to.

This kind of battle is really far from being comparable to the Dragon Palace wedding in those days. After all, there were not many powerful people outside the Daoist sect present at that time.

But today, anyone who is not a powerful person with great supernatural powers is too embarrassed to let out his Dao rhyme, for fear of bumping into some senior master who is similar to his Dao.

PS: The computer is suddenly scrapped, and it is really painful to use a small screen to code words. I owe a chapter for being lazy today~ I will open a new volume when the computer is repaired, and work hard to add more.