The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

A corner of Yuding Qiankun, a mountain valley with blue sky and white clouds.

There is no golden crow hanging in the sky here, and the sun is coming from nowhere, and it is always daytime. Looking far away, there are majestic mountains everywhere; nearby, you can see the thick green of vegetation.

Ah - I'll go!

A loud cry startled the tired birds in the forest, and after looking for the sound, they could see the somewhat abrupt bluestone in the open space.

The blue stone is half a foot high, three feet long and three feet wide. It looks like it was cut out by someone with a sharp tool. The material is unknown and it weighs about three thousand catties.

The scream just now came from under this bluestone. There is a shallow pit in the shape of a person. A gray-headed and gray-faced boy was pressed under the stone. At this time, his muscles and bones were shaking, and he was enduring the pain of being pressed by the bluestone.

Fortunately, his body is not weak, and he began to practice the most introductory chapters of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu. Even if he was crushed by the blue stone, he only felt pain and was not injured.

‘What you have to do today is to walk out of this forest with this bluestone on your back. Can it be done within four hours? '

Master Yuding actually prepared a piece of bluestone weighing two thousand catties at that time, and he didn't want to embarrass his disciples.

'Master! I can! '

Thinking of the decisive and straightforward answer at that time, Yang Jian was also a little blushing at this time.

After starting to practice the Bajiu Xuangong for a month, the strength has increased rapidly, and it is also a bit floating...

Think about the monkey in the later generations, who doesn't know what it's like to be crushed under Wuzhi Mountain; think about the mother Yao Ji, and don't know if he is suffering this kind of suffering under Taoshan now.

If you can't overcome this difficulty, how can you talk about a long life and a happy life! Don't let Master look down on you, you must grow up quickly and protect Xiaochan!

Thunder suddenly roared in Yang Jian's heart!

'The way of walking alone is like a guillotine, like breaking an abyss. If you don't have the heart to judge the way, how can you pick the immortal fruit. '

This is a self-question in the Bajiu Xuangong. To practice the Bajiu Xuangong requires a firm mind. There are such mantras between each formula, which alerts those who practice the Bajiu Xuangong.

Is this the teaching of Pangu Great God? maybe.

An extremely tall giant appeared in Yang Jian's mind, holding up the endless blue sky with both hands, and stepping on the vast earth with both feet.

Yang Jian's heart, which had not been bright yet, suddenly stirred up. He recited the mantra silently, mobilizing all the qi and blood in his body, his bones made crackling sounds, and his body began to arch slowly.

The blue stone has the profound method left by the jade tripod, and it will always be on Yang Jian's back, keeping it standing firmly and not shaking a bit.

'The power of flesh and blood is hidden in one bone; the power of bone leaping is hidden in one heart...'

rise!

Yang Jian let out a low growl, and the bluestone slowly rose up, and he changed from lying on his stomach to a 'kneeling' posture supported by his hands.

The meniscus of the knee seems to be shattered, and this posture must not be left for too long!

Yang Jian's face was already flushed, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and all the strength in his body had been fully mobilized.

The immortal technique he had practiced before had been abolished by his master, and the immortal energy left by his mother in his body had also been dispersed into his limbs and bones, nourishing his body.

The Bajiu Xuangong is extremely overbearing, and even the Biluo Sansheng Jue cannot be practiced at the same time. Only by concentrating on passing the first three realms can one practice sideways.

rise!

Yang Jian let out another growl, and the blue stone rose slowly again!

His old strength has been exhausted, but he is still gritting his teeth and persevering. The blood in all parts of his body is boiling, but the position below the navel of the lower abdomen feels a little empty.

On a white cloud in this small world that has not yet been fully formed, the Taoist priest in a gray Taoist robe is quietly watching the clearing in the forest, ready to help at any time.

Sure enough, he still needs to practice step by step, not too aggressive...

Reverend Yuding's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, already planning to help Yang Jian lose some weight, and he was about to raise his left hand.

Get up! Ah—

Lin Zhong yelled again, Yu Ding stopped, and a smile could not help showing on his mouth.

Looking at the forest, the six-foot boy held up the bluestone with both hands, striding steadily, with grass clippings flying all over his body.

It was lifted up directly!

In fact, Yang Jian didn't know how he did it. The dantian in his abdomen was empty, and his strength was about to be exhausted.

He was not quite reconciled, and kept silently reading the first part of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu, clenching his teeth tightly, and constantly squeezing his body, hoping to squeeze out a little more strength.

The knee was almost broken, the bluestone was about to sink again, and Yang Jian's strength was exhausted!

At this moment, Yang Jian suddenly felt a heat flow in his lower abdomen. It felt as if a door in his body had been pushed open by him, and a fiery breath poured into his lower abdomen, and then spread throughout his limbs.

The strength of his whole body gushed out again, and the strength of the new student was even more fierce, directly making him stand up against the bluestone, and lifted the bluestone high!

How did you do it?

who cares! The point is, he did it!

Grinning, he held the bluestone and walked slowly, each step was a bit heavy, and the growth after slightly breaking through his own limit was not scary.

As soon as he took two steps, his arms began to shake. Yang Jian didn't dare to push them too hard, and slowly changed into a carrying posture, using his back to bear the strength, and walked slowly and steadily to the edge of the forest.

Behind him, the half-foot-deep footprints slowly disappeared one by one, which can be regarded as the strangeness of this small world.

Sitting cross-legged on the cloud, the corner of the mouth of Daoist Yuding showed some satisfaction, and he raised his hand that was about to be raised, but what he did was exactly the opposite of what he wanted to do a moment ago.

He added some weight to the bluestone.

oops!

Another shout came from the valley, and the bluestone sank again.

The tired bird that had just landed back on the tree was startled again, fluttering its various wings.

Speaking of four hours, it must be four hours. Master Yuding has always kept his promises, and of course it is the same with disciples.

Feeling the master's love for him, Yang Jian lay down in a human-shaped pit with tears streaming down his face, feeling the sudden increase in weight on his lower back, and continued to silently recite the first chapter of the Bajiu Xuan Gong, returning to the previous situation.

Refining the physical body is bound to cause some physical pain. Yang Jian has long been mentally prepared, and has been gritting his teeth and persevering, never flinching.

If Bajiu Xuangong is so easy to practice, wouldn't it become the cabbage Xuangong of the rotten street?

What ordinary people can't do, what others can't do, this is Yang Jian's way, and this is where he can consider himself extraordinary!

rise!

Yang Jian's voice was a little hoarse, but he still gritted his teeth and growled. He kept trying, trying to complete the second energy breakthrough today.

Yu Ding on the cloud watched with a smile, he must have the habit of abusing his disciples; he just felt that this disciple Yang Jian had good aptitude and comprehension, and his disposition was even better.

The bluestone trembled for two hours, and then slowly rose again.

The youth suppressed under the bluestone staggered, but gradually stood up, straightened his waist, lowered his head, put the bluestone on his shoulders, and took another step!

Eighty-Nine Profound Art...

The original Yang Jian could practice it, and now he must do it too!

Otherwise, what's the point of him coming to Honghuang? What is the significance of his practice!

Happy!

He shouted in a low voice, his body stopped shaking, and he supported Qingshi with both hands.

Longevity!

One step is taken, the second step is taken, until the stride is like flying, the eyes are firm, and there is no hesitation!

Walking alone on the road!

On the edge of the green forest, the bluestone was thrown away by Yang Jian, and Yang Jian raised his head and roared like a demon, the world was in turmoil, and a vast aura fell from the sky, as if to crush Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's face turned pale in an instant. Although it was only for a moment, he seemed to feel the power of heaven and earth.

Yuding's face was solemn, holding the sky with one hand, this small world immediately severed its connection with Honghuang, and the turmoil disappeared.

This is?

Yu Ding pinched his fingers and calculated, with some doubts in his eyes, but these doubts gradually became clear as he continued to deduce.

Looking down, Yang Jian was lying sprawled by the edge of the forest, and fell asleep heartlessly.

The eight or nine profound arts are not suitable for practicing in the wild...

The figure of Master Yuding slowly disappeared into this small world, leaving only Yang Jian in that heartless sleep, snoring like thunder.

...

Yuquan Mountain, outside Jinxia Cave.

A small figure sits beside the jade spring, with two crystal clear feet poking into the spring water, feeling the comfort brought by the nourishment of the spiritual spring.

My brother hasn't come out for a month. She muttered softly, her little mouth pouted in dissatisfaction.

But she is always sensible, and she doesn't have any complaints; she already knows that all creatures in the prehistoric world have the heart of Taoism, and they will all embark on the road of cultivation...

My brother wants to become stronger, but my parents and elder brother don't know where to go, and I can't keep playing around!

She waved her small fist towards the sky, her small eyes were somewhat similar to Yang Jian's.