I just want to practice horizontally - Chapter 336

[Chapter 336: Birds fly and fly]

“Your Majesty, come to my Yiyang Gate. I don’t know what instructions you have.”

From the mountain gate, an old man with a white beard walked out. He was only at the fourth level of acquired body training. He was very Although humble, he is already the leader of this small sect.

This is the Fusheng Continent at the lowest level of the Yuanyang Realm. It is at the middle level of martial arts, encompassing all the heavens, time and space, and countless martial arts worlds. The highest level of practitioners is the return of the physical body to the innate world, the union of heaven and man, and the realm of shattered voids.

In Jiang Wuye’s eyes, the ten levels of body refining were simple, but they determined the infinite time and space of the Floating Life Continent, the fists and power of countless living beings, and he also developed a lot of brilliant wisdom over countless years and gave birth to many legendary stories.

“After traveling here, we met by fate.”

Jiang Wuye handed the little girl’s hand to the kind old man’s and said, “She is destined to you.” “

This…”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and even looked at him as if he was distant. Ordinary Yuanyang subconsciously wanted to refuse.

But for some reason, a feeling of closeness in his heart told him that this little girl was not destined to him, or in other words, to Yiyangmen.

“She will be your pride.”

Jiang Wuye patted the old man’s shoulder, finally smiled and rubbed Yuanyang’s head, and then the whole person disappeared from the world.

“I’m so old… I never forget!”

After Jiang Wuye left, the master of Yiyang Clan knelt down on the ground with tears and kowtowed several times.

But it was Jiang Wuye’s shot.

The leader of the Yiyang Clan, whose half-foot was already in the gate of hell, gained hundreds of years of life for nothing, and the incomplete inheritance in his mind became perfect.

This is the grace of re-creation, how can we not kneel down.

There are records in later generations:

The tenth generation head of the Yiyang Clan was favored by the gods, lived for a thousand years, and worked hard to make the Yiyang Clan become the leading holy place in the mainland. .

Just thirty years.

The Saint of Yuanyang broke through the secrets of heaven and man with her supreme secret “Holy Yang Sutra”, shattered the void, ascended to the nine heavens, and left countless good stories and legends for future generations.

“Yuanyang, don’t blame me for not practicing martial ethics. No one will remember you anyway.”

On the Yuanyang Heavenly Way, Jiang Wuye glanced at the unrivaled Saintess Yuanyang who had arrived at the Golden Crow Blessed Land, one of the seventy-two blessed places. A knowing smile.

It is impossible for him to cultivate a Hunyuan from scratch.

However, he can use tricks.

Yuanyang Dao Zun’s achievement of Da Luo is the cause, and Dao’s transformation of all Qi is the result.

The result is the cause.

This is the Hunyuan Road given by Jiang Wuye to the little girl.

From the moment she practiced “One Yang and Ten Thousand Changes”, she was Yuanyang Tianzun!

Her luck in this life is also the luck accumulated by Taoist Yuanyang for countless years. Therefore, even if she has no qualifications, she is destined to become Da Luo!

As for the former Yuanyang Taoist…

who was that?

How to prove that he existed?

Who remembers?

Didn’t Dao Zun Yuanyang become Daluo only in this life?

oh.

The result of a certificate that lasts forever.

That’s okay.

“You can really bear it.”

He withdrew his gaze from Yuanyang.

Jiang Wuye looked at the Yuanyang Realm that had been messed up by all the black forces, and couldn’t help but look at the ten figures sitting on the long river of time and space, motionless.

I don’t know if they are confident or if they are weak-minded.

but.

Mostly the latter.

With so many big groups involved, these local giants are too small after all.

It can be clearly sensed.

The Yuanyang luck that originally gathered on them has become much weaker due to the interference of major groups.

“What an evil capital…”

Jiang Wuye shook his head sympathetically, and immediately stopped paying attention to the fate battle in Yuanyang Realm. He poured the civilization points collected during this period into the Taichu Force String, feeling that he was closer to the great road. After a while, he couldn’t help but nodded with satisfaction and fell into deep sleep again.

The little girl has the luck of Yuanyang Taoist Master.

Da Luo is a sure winner.

The next time you wake up, you may see her figure in the long river of time.

During the time when Jiang Wuye was sleeping.

Within the great realm of Yuanyang.

Butterflies flapped their wings, blowing up storms that changed the world.

Countless legends sing.

Endless brilliance shines and ends.

Countless collisions of wisdom push the wheels of the entire civilization forward, allowing the brilliance of the Yuanyang world to shine throughout the chaos.

Covered in countless rays of light.

A little bird.

With the original intention of “walking more roads and seeing more wonderful things”, we will never change.

Flying through countless floating lives.

I have seen the prosperity of the blessed land.

He has gone through countless hardships and obstacles, and crossed all kinds of forbidden places and disasters.

Even if you are covered in bruises.

Even if the whole world is your enemy.

The bird’s wings never stopped flapping, bleeding all the way, singing all the way, no matter how dark the abyss, it still looked up to the wonderful things higher up.

Flying and flying…

flying across the long river of time.

Flying over all the mysteries of magic.

Flying through nine heavens and ten lands, and all the eight wastelands of the world.

Flying through the traps set by countless hunters.

finally.

“I am Yuanyang, and I have attained enlightenment today.”

The little bird shed its feathers and turned into a phoenix in the sky of the supreme cave, making the sound of heaven and earth, spreading its wings to cover the sky!

“Qi cultivators from all over the world congratulate Taoist Master Yuanyang!”

That day.

In the great world of Yuanyang, all the energy is unified.

Countless creatures saw together that time on the river of time, the divine phoenix spread its wings, covering hundreds of millions of heavens with its radiance, and its figure could be seen in every corner of the past, present and future.

That day.

In the boundless black territory, there is a corner that no one knows about, and a trace of immortal light hidden in it has never appeared.

Tao Zun Yuanyang has always been Tao Zun Yuanyang.

Long time ago.

She buried her own way and all the information, one Yang transformed into ten thousand Qi.

now.

She came back again, with a yang and ten thousand energy, and returned to Daluo. With the great luck she had planned for countless years, she spread her wings and flew towards the supreme position of Hunyuan!

That day.

The long river of time collapsed, Da Luo was bleeding, and the majestic figures shining brightly on the sea of chaos fought against the infinite timeline, affecting infinite time and space.

Buzz!

That day, the Taichu force string jumped.

In the darkness where no one can see or hear, a pair of eyes that reflect everything opens, penetrating through endless dimensions of time and space.

Boom!

The majestic and overbearing fist that coordinates everything strikes from the beginning to the end. The intention of the fist shakes all sentient and ruthless beings. The power of the fist crushes the boundless sea of chaos and cuts down the great path in the sky.

That day.

Hunyuan returns to his original position.

The light of Yuanyang shines in the infinite sea of chaos.

A Black Territory Overlord was born.

“Su Miao Qizu.”

The girl who has broken away from the path of Yuanyang Taoist, walked out of her own way and certified Hunyuan also has a new name.

Take Su as the surname.

Apparently he still remembers his kindness.

That day.

Everything is silent, all dharmas are empty, and Da Luo goes into seclusion.

Many powerful forces and infinite protagonists looked at the majestic figure that was overwhelming the Chaos Sea, sighed and left sadly.

That day.

After digesting the harvest of civilization points brought by Yuanyang’s promotion to the Hunyuan Realm.

Jiang Wuye completely broke away from Yuanyang Tiandao and opened the final panel –

“Zhoutian Bear Demon Body Casting Technique: Taichu Force String (Extreme).”

At this time.

On his terminal panel, there was nothing else except the Zhoutian Bear Demon Body Casting Technique.

Whether it is the Lord of the Eight Fierce Tribulations, the Saint Ancestor of Dou Zhan, or the Unparalleled One in the World, the Seventy-Two Celestial Palaces…the

whole practice is all mixed into one body, integrated into the avenue of power, leaving only the great dragon phase that complements the avenue of power. .

Not yet Hunyuan!

Better than Hunyuan!

At this moment, even if he has not truly achieved the path of power.

However, with the Taichu Power String, which is only one step away from being completely solidified, it has been able to briefly touch the illusory avenue with the help of the Great Dragon Phase, thus coordinating the power of all the avenues and not fearing any Hunyuan.

Hua la la~

Breeze.

Bamboo sea.

Thatched cottage.

Countless years later, the three met again.

No tears of joy.

They didn’t tell each other how much they missed each other.

Just sipping bitter tea in the waves of the bamboo sea and enjoying the tranquility of this world.

“Not bad.”

After a while, Empress Suhuan added another drink to the two of them and praised calmly.

I don’t know either.

It means that the miserable little briquettes in the world that were saved out of enthusiasm at the beginning have gradually achieved the perfection of the infinite Hunyuan way.

still.

Now Jiang Wuye, who has not yet become Hunyuan, is even better than Hunyuan.

Or maybe.

It’s both.

(End of chapter)