The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The sage master didn't take special care of anyone, and the elixir given to Zixia, although it took a little more effort, was the reward he deserved for passing the first thirty levels.

Nezha and Monkey King also got similar benefits, but what Nezha got was an immature twelve-grade white lotus, which had the same root as the three lotus flowers transformed from thirty-six-grade green lotus.

Nezha incorporated this lotus into his Dao, and it became a treasure to suppress his own Dao. In the future, as long as he cultivates it diligently, when this white lotus matures, Nezha will have an extra chance to become Dao.

Sun Wukong also got a elixir called "Nine Turns Breaking the Wall Pill". There is only this one since ancient times. It was made by the Taiqing sages with a lot of effort. Before the elixir was made, three furnaces were broken, and the price was unimaginable.

But the value of this elixir is also worthy of the wasted treasure.

The elixir does not melt directly into the body, but penetrates into Sun Wukong's heart veins, and slowly releases the medicine's power outward, which can help Sun Wukong release the last half of the shackles of heaven and earth.

This is equivalent to directly creating a body practitioner who is a quasi-sage peak.

But if Sun Wukong wants to become a saint, he also needs to have a perfect understanding of the Bajiu Xuangong, and this is the direction that Sun Wukong will work hard.

The two of them sat down side by side, far away from Zixia, one began to fuse with Bailian, and the other began to adapt to the power of the medicine.

"monkey?"

"What's up doll."

"Let's make a bet," Nezha pursed his lips. He originally wanted to boast directly, but he couldn't help being a little weaker when he reached his mouth. "Let's see who can reach the pinnacle of quasi-sage first and fight those great saints. If whoever wins, the one who loses will worship the mountain and call him big brother when we meet later, how about it?"

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and then he laughed, "What's there to bet on mere quasi-sages, my old grandson will be here as soon as he steps up. Why don't we see who breaks the sage's fortress first, who can behead a sage first, how about it?"

"Okay!" Nezha agreed immediately, and then one person and one monkey stared wide-eyed for a while, and immediately began to compare their eyes to practice.

The Dinghaishen needle hummed softly, and the fire-pointed spear also shone brightly. These two weapons seemed to be competing with each other.

Gradually, the Dinghaishenzhen needle is not enough for monkeys. After all, it is only an innate spiritual treasure. If the monkey's cultivation reaches the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, its own strength will be limited by the Dinghaishenzhen needle.

However, because of Nezha's previous breakthrough, Huojianqiang was "assimilated" by Nezha together with Qiankun Circle and Fenghuolun.

In the future, Nezha's leap in strength will also drive the continuous transformation of these spiritual treasures. The monks and magic weapons will promote each other, and the increase in Nezha's combat power will be considerable.

The thirtieth pass in the first half of the sword test land is quiet. For those who pass through the pass, this is a rare place for them to rest.

The accumulation of the road ahead gradually turns into the perception of the road here;

The hardships of the road ahead also slowly add a layer of barriers to one's own Dao heart here.

I don't know when Honghuang counterattacked, even if the flow of time in the Chaos Clock increased by a thousand times, the time would not stop, and it was still moving forward.

They can't be like those seniors who retreat casually, counting tens of thousands of years; they can only seize every opportunity, fight hard, fight for their lives, and seek breakthroughs in the fight.

Of course, breaking through and eating like a certain fairy is very rare since ancient times, and it can be regarded as a perfect display of Yang Jian's teaching achievements.

"well……"

After an unknown amount of time, Fairy Zixia slowly opened her eyes, those eyes that seemed to have been refined into stars were full of agility.

She stood up slowly, her neon dress was fringed and her long hair hung down her waist like a waterfall, and the jade hairpin on it almost slipped down her long hair.

"It took more than 30 years to digest a elixir. Thirty years here, there should be half a month outside. I don't know if Master has returned safely this time."

Zixia pursed her lips, her master was fighting with the most powerful people outside, and she, as an apprentice, couldn't help much.

When Master was robbed, in order to save Master, Master did not hesitate to expose his identity that had been hidden for hundreds of thousands of years. In order to protect Master, Master even made preparations to go to war with Master Sanqing.

If the master was robbed, what should I do as an apprentice?

Hmm...cry for the Xeon!

"Hee hee," Zixia stretched her waist, looking at the sky.

The stars are like a curtain. Under the curtain, there are seven climbing ladders, four of which are already shining brightly.

In the front is the real Daozang in the place where the sword is tested.

Although there were a lot of martial arts and supernatural powers in the first half, they were all selected 'first-class' goods.

In the second half of the road, there are endless demons acting as powerful enemies, the avenues left by saints to enlighten those who pass through the level, and the top skills and supernatural powers of the prehistoric era.

Only those who have passed the first half are eligible to obtain these cultivation resources.

It is only here that there are still the last few chances of sanctification in the prehistoric world...

The way of heaven is not dead, and the way is immortal.

As long as there are more masters in Honghuang, and a few more great saints, why can't they counterattack, how can they not turn defeat into victory.

Just as Zixia was about to step forward, she subconsciously turned her head to look, and saw two figures meditating in a corner seven or eight miles away.

"Well, this fairy will wait for you."

With her little hands behind her back, Zixia walked briskly, and a few flashes appeared beside Nezha and the monkey, looking at them curiously.

Among the three of them, Nezha has already reached the late stage of quasi-sage by virtue of his last Dao sublimation, one step away from the completion of Li Dao, and two steps away from the pinnacle of quasi-sage.

Sun Wukong's cultivation base is slightly higher than that of Nezha. If the two fight each other, although Nezha is not Monkey King's opponent at this time, he can fight with Monkey King for thousands of rounds without losing.

Relatively speaking, Fairy Zixia, who has just entered the middle stage of quasi-sage, seems to be the weakest of the three...

However, for some reason, Sun Wukong is a bit afraid from the bottom of his bone marrow towards his "three-eyed" apprentice, and Nezha's niece and niece.

Zixia moved closer, and the two of them shivered subconsciously, but their breathing was steady, as if they were enlightening and gaining something.

"I heard from Master that this Monkey King can blow out a monkey from a single hair."

Zixia murmured softly, then moved closer, her hand was lightning-like and very gentle, she just put a monkey hair on the monkey's face, and blew it on the monkey's mouth in a serious manner.

"laugh……"

Nezha couldn't hold it back, he burst out laughing, and rolled over to the side laughing.

Sun Wukong stared at Zixia with a dark face, but he just snorted coldly.

The Great Holy Lord doesn't care about these fairies!

"Haha! The great sage Equaling Heaven will have a day of slumping!" Nezha jumped up from the side, putting on a majestic face like a master's uncle, but the two hair bags on his head made his image really hard to look serious.

I heard Nezha say: "Zixia, your cultivation level is like a god's help, but don't be complacent. You also know that your master has achieved the Dao of Saints after thousands of years of practice. You should also work hard."

"Yes!" Zixia answered with her sword in her arms, then tilted her head to look at Nezha for a while, then blinked slightly, "Little uncle, can I ask you something?"

"Of course, as long as I can help you, I won't refuse." Nezha replied seriously.

Zixia stuck out the tip of her tongue, wrapped herself in her magic bracelet, and came out wearing a fairy dress commonly seen in heaven, and ran to Nezha's side with bright eyes.

"Can I wear it for my disciples to see?"

"What do you mean?" Nezha frowned.

"Please..." Zixia was coquettishly at the side, and Nezha took the neon dress over in confusion.

Nezha said, "What's the use of doing this?"

Zixia said sternly: "Master once said, little uncle, you have a pretty face, and it would be great if you put on women's clothes. And, little teacher, although you can also change the way, the next big battle is dangerous and unpredictable. Although this disguise is an unpopular method, it may not be able to exert unexpected effects in the future."

Confused, Nezha was persuaded by Zixia.

There is no concept of this aspect, even if Yang Jian has changed into a woman, what's the point of wearing a skirt over his battle armor?

A moment later, the Great God of Santan Haihui, who was dressed in neon clothes, with powdered cheeks and loose hair... looked at Zixia who was holding the picture orb in a daze.

"alright!"

Zixia carefully put away the orb, looked at Nezha a few more times full of admiration, and then gave a thumbs up, "Young Master Uncle is Little Master Uncle, really extraordinary!"

Nezha smiled a little embarrassedly, but didn't think there was anything wrong.

"Let's go, let's continue to break through."

Nezha swayed back to his original state, carrying a pointed gun and riding a hot wheel, and flew to Zixia's side, and then both of them looked at the dazed Monkey King at the same time.

Zixia smiled and said, "Great Sage, don't you want to go?"

"Go, of course, you go first, and my old grandson will follow behind."

Nezha wondered, "Let's go together."

"No, no, no," Sun Wukong immediately shook his head like a rattle, and resolutely distanced himself from the two of them.

When the three of them set foot on the road ahead, the monkey stared at the two figures tens of feet away, and praised in a low voice...

As expected of a Taoist disciple, he is better at playing than someone from a small school like him.

Along the way, Zixia and Nezha discussed their experiences in cultivating Taoism, and arrived in front of those golden bridges calmly.

At this time, the four golden bridges are shining brightly because only these four trials have been completed; at the end of the golden bridge, there are Tai Chi Diagram, Zhu Xianjian, a small cauldron and red hydrangea, and on the stone tablet at the end of the golden bridge on the farthest edge, there is a three-pointed double-edged spear that glows brightly.

Zixia smiled and said, "Little Master Uncle, which path do you want to choose?"

Nezha was a little undecided for a while.

Zixia said: "I want to walk the Dao of the sword, comprehend the rhyme of the Sword Dao of the Patriarch Tongtian, and use it to improve myself."

This gave Nezha a little hint.

Nezha quickly laughed, "Then I'll go to find Uncle Yuding's Dao of Good Fortune and Goddess Nvwa's Dao of Good Fortune. My Lotus Avenue also belongs to Good Fortune, so maybe I will gain more."

Before Sun Wukong could speak, Zixia said aside: "My master left over there his entire comprehension of the Bajiu Xuangong. Master's Bajiu Xuangong has already stood in front of the gate of enlightenment. If you can get these comprehensions, you will stand in front of the gate of the holy realm in a short time."

But it was intentional to remind this little junior brother.

"Hmph! Why does my old grandson need help from others! You go first, I have something else to do."

Zixia and Nezha looked at each other, and they both couldn't help chuckling, they each embarked on the road they chose, and their figures were led away by Jinqiao.

After the two left, Sun Wukong heaved a sigh of relief, and Shi Shiran walked to the golden bridge on the farthest edge.

But before his figure was picked up, he seemed to remember something, shouted a few words at the starry sky, and got a somewhat ethereal response...

PS: Today will be the fourth day of the fifth shift?

Cough, of course.

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