The practice of Yuan Shendao is inclusive of all kinds of rivers and rivers, and each avenue is essentially not high or low, and the root lies in how to achieve enlightenment.

However, there is a distinction between strong and weak methods of physical body cultivation, like Yang Jian's eight or nine Xuan Gong, which is obviously more sophisticated than the physical body cultivation method of the Lord of Liuli Treasure during his lifetime.

But this does not mean that this undefeated golden body duel is a piece of waste paper for Yang Jian, on the contrary, Yang Jian just looked at the first chapter of the undefeated golden body duel, and a glass lamp was hung on the unobstructed but somewhat dim road in front of him.

If you get a treasure.

Even this Dao Dao pattern cultivation method engraved on the stone gave Yang Jian a sense of satisfaction of 'hearing the Tao in the morning, and dying at night'.

In this way, the retreat is a matter of pushing the boat down.

Yang Jian was not in a hurry, this retreat was very important to him, and he had to complete it in an orderly and efficient manner.

The main things to be comprehended are the undefeated golden body duel, the various changes in the sea-covering array, the many saints and supernatural powers that were appreciated during the Sanqing War, and the essence of the Great Dao;

And in this process, Yang Jian also needs to guide the power of the Dinghai Divine Bead to refine the Xuan Body, and completely integrate the Dinghui Divine Bead with the Xuanzhu, and then tap the potential of the Dinghai Divine Bead.

In addition, Yang Jian also had to explore and explore where the limit of the seventh level of the Eight or Nine Xuangong was.

Although he felt that the limit this time was more difficult to understand and touch, and even if he broke through the limit, it would be difficult for this body to improve by leaps and bounds, but Yang Jian broke through the limit all the way to today, and there was no reason to give up halfway.

was already going to be dual-minded, and Yang Jian also divided two incarnations outside......

However, Yang Jian's retreat and enlightenment this time is not that he can't be disturbed, he just sorts out and comprehends, and it won't be much damaged if he is disturbed.

There is no way, he now has to split one person into three, the flood desolation needs him to be in charge, and he must also show up in person to subdue the Chaos Spirit Clan, and it is even more urgent to improve his strength.

The more you bear and the more you get, the more you must give.

Yang Jian originally planned to return his mind to his body as much as possible, leaving only a little by Ao Xinke's side, but he really underestimated Xiao Gongzi's clinginess......

Half a month after entering the saint's tomb, Yang Jian's daily arrangement has almost formed a pattern.

After half an hour, more than half of his mind stayed in the wilderness, playing chess with Xiao Lan, guiding Xiao Lan to practice, seeking to explain many magical powers, and preparing to use the Nine Transformations Spirit Pill given by the sage master to improve Xiao Lan's qualifications.

Great military division, how can you do it if you don't reach the realm of Daluo?

I also have to spare another half an hour, and my mind is pinned on Ao Xinke's side, discussing with Ao Xinke about subduing the Chaos Spirit Clan, or watching the various changes in the fog spirit world.

Then the rest of the time will be able to realize the Tao with peace of mind.

Fortunately, the power of the Dinghai Divine Bead does not need him to deliberately refine the Xuan Body, as long as the initial guidance, the Xuan Body will continue to repeat the process of refining.

The strength of the physical body is still increasing slightly.

The realm of saints became clearer and clearer in Yang Jian's heart, and he opened the layers of clouds and mist, and glimpsed another piece of heaven and earth.

And only the undefeated gold body, Yang Jian struggled to extract the essence that could be used for himself, which was the most difficult and time-consuming 'project'.

Time flies like flowing water, and meditation and practice can always be unaware of the changes of time, and a hundred years pass by in a hurry.

This hundred years should be the one hundred years in which Yang Jian's strength in this retreat has improved most rapidly, but Yang Jian never got up to confirm it, but just sat there in a quiet retreat.

Kong Xuan left after Yang Jian's retreat for a few months, and when he left, the owner of the glazed treasure gave Kong Xuan a technique, and seemed to be quite optimistic about Kong Xuan.

Where did Kong Xuan go?

This is not known, maybe it is still in the tomb of the saint, or maybe it left Xuandu City and went to the sea of chaos to continue to explore.

It's just that he learned a lot of secrets of the great world before the flood here, and Kong Xuan must have lost the idea of 'sending him to death' and 'searching the lair of a strong enemy to strike first', and Yang Jian didn't worry much about anything.

If this great power can't make a name for himself in the Chaos Sea, the other Great Luo Jin Immortals and Quasi-Saint Cultivators from the Flood Desolation don't have to wander around in the Chaos Sea.

For a hundred years, Xuandu City has been quiet and quiet, and the last battle greatly damaged the vitality of the Four Spirit Realms, and the forces of the other Chaos Spirit Clans don't seem to have the idea of attacking Xuandu City.

And the waves in the four spirit realms were turbulent, and after Ao Xinke disguised himself into the fog spirit realm and connected with the fog spirit master, he didn't stop for a day.

Perhaps for the chaotic beings, a hundred years is not a long time, and for the Misty Spirit Realm, a chaotic 'country' that is not too big but not too small, a hundred years is far from enough time to make up for the vitality damaged in front of the Xuandu City before.

But a hundred years is completely enough for Ao Xinke to secretly use the spirit core control method taught by the Xuandu Grand Master to control the chaos spirit clan up and down the fog spirit world.

Yang Jian's body is not here, and he can't use Xuan Blood, so it is Ao Xinke who directly controls these masters.

Several people in the quasi-holy realm, hundreds of people in the Great Luo realm, and hundreds of chaos spirit clans at the power node of the fog spirit realm.

Among them, dozens of 'spies' planted by the Black Spirit Realm, the Evil Spirit Realm, and the Rain Spirit Realm were even discovered, and Ao Xinke did not startle the snake, maintaining the lower vigilance of the other three spirit realms against the fog spirit realm.

The Mist Spirit Lord's injuries were mostly healed.

Every time Yang Jian talked to Ao Xinke, he was actually listening to Ao Xinke's words that the Mist Spirit Realm had controlled the geometric chaos creatures again.

In the past ten years, under Yang Jian's instructions, the Mist Spirit Realm began to take action against some small chaotic tribes near the Mist Spirit Realm, in order to absorb more living forces and rapidly expand the strength of the Mist Spirit Realm.

In the next hundred years, you can deliberately create some conflicts with the evil spirit world, and slowly figure it out......

This is actually not the best news for Yang Jian.

What shocked Yang Jian's spirit the most was Xiao Lan's sentence without warning: "I'm also going to retreat." ”

"Retreat?" Yang Jian looked at Xiao Lan on the opposite side of the chessboard, and quickly came back to his senses, "Do you have some feelings or do you want to practice with peace of mind for a while?"

"Both," Xiao Lan pursed her lips lightly, and seemed to smile helplessly, "In the past hundred years, you have forcibly talked about it every day, and you have shown me so many explanatory texts, and fed me so many elixirs, if I don't understand it again, wouldn't it be too hasty." ”

Yang Jian chuckled lightly and didn't say anything.

The wind passes through the bamboo forest, listens to the beat of bamboo leaves, and listens to the sound of the vast water at the mouth of the river not far away.

Xiao Lan muttered in a low voice again: "I don't want to delay your big event, I will cultivate Daluo as soon as possible, and I can go to the Chaos Sea to help you as soon as possible, lest you be said that I will take advantage of you." ”

"Between you and me, why bother with that. ”

Yang Jian laughed, his long sleeves brushed over, and a game of chess that was about to lose suddenly returned to zero.

"Where to go for retreat?"

"I don't know, you can help me find a good place, I don't want to go home anyway. ”

"Why don't you want to go back?" Yang Jian looked at Xiao Lan, "Don't you hang your grandmother?"

Xiao Lan snorted lightly: "She is now taking refuge in Heaven, there are no long-term worries, no near-term worries, if I, the granddaughter who took refuge in Erlang Xingxing, go back, it will be difficult for her old man to do it." ”

She wasn't complaining about Yang Jian, but Yang Jian couldn't help but feel a little guilty when she heard this, and smiled apologetically at Xiao Lan.

After Yang Jian had a falling out with Heavenly Court, Xiao Lan was not allowed by Chaotian Pavilion because of the fact that she secretly sent a message to Yang Jian.

But Chaotian Pavilion didn't dare to offend Xiao Lan, let alone make a move on Xiao Lan, so he could only persuade Xiao Lan with good words and let Xiao Lan leave Chaotian Pavilion.

In fact, when Xiao Lan left Chaotian Pavilion, there was really no other place to go except to Guan Jiangkou.

"I'll send you to Meishan to practice," Yang Jian said with a smile, "After you retreat, I will practice wholeheartedly, and I can rest assured that you are in Meishan." ”

Xiao Lan nodded, suddenly chuckled, and looked at Yang Jian with playful eyes.

Yang Jian seemed to be a monk who couldn't figure it out, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Lan chuckled: "In Meishan, a plum blossom, two divine phoenixes, and a few beauties of the demon clan, you have arranged me over now, aren't you worried that they will be embarrassed with me?"

Yang Jian looked at the beautiful woman in front of her, I don't know when she had taken off her son's outfit, and she was always dressed as a daughter in front of her.

The meaning of her words, Yang Jian is not stupid, how could he not understand.

"Why do they embarrass you?" Yang Jian asked rhetorically, a little warmth crossed his eyes, and he said in a low voice, "You are my rare confidant, they are all women who have some entanglements with me, of course, that plum blossom is because of Nuwa Sage, I can't drive her away." ”

"Oh," Xiao Lan looked away, and didn't say anything more

Yang Jian's heart fluctuated a little, and he wanted to say something to make her 'feel at ease', or give some promises, but when the words came to his mouth, they became empty again.

A hundred years of getting along, although there is only half an hour a day, it can be regarded as having a relatively deep foundation.

The most rare thing is that she knows both hearts, her talent, her intelligence, her words and deeds, all make Yang Jian have to sink gradually.

It's just that Yang Jian looked forward, and the word 'strong enemy' was like a mountain pressing on his heart.

Let all the promises you want to give, become empty and lifeless.

"You're more inkblot than anyone else. ”

Xiao Lan stood up with an unkind face, Yang Jian was still stunned, but Xiao Lan bypassed the stone platform in two steps.

The bamboo forest shook gently, and the wind passed quietly.

Yang Jian may have been in retreat for too long, and his reaction was a little slow, or he was shocked by Xiao Lan's actions, and he looked at Xiao Lan in front of him in a daze.

She closed her eyes a little nervously, purely by that breath, touching his cheek and lips lightly.

To tell the truth, Yang Jian and Ao Xinke have been married for so long, and they are no longer the first brother who was embarrassed to pull even a woman's little hand.

But the kiss of Zhulin made his heart stir, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

When Yang Jian stood up, looked at the woman standing in front of him, and admired the peerless beauty when she was shy, he could only whisper: "I'll send you over......"

"You ...... from now on? If you don't marry me...... I don't have the face to see anyone......"

It's as thin as a mosquito, and I can't really hear it clearly.

Yang Jian didn't know what to say, her right hand clasped her right hand, the two looked at each other, Yang Jian showed a little gentle smile, and there was some relief in his eyebrows.

Xiao Lan hugged Yang Jian's arm with her backhand, her ears were red, and she temporarily lost the ability to speak.

However, on the way back to Meishan for retreat, Yang Jian had to consider a rather difficult problem......

How to explain to Ao Xinke that when Zhenggong was tired and running outside, fighting for life and death, he spent a hundred years hooking up with a little daughter-in-law in the Honghuang fait accompli.

Yang Jian rubbed his eyebrows, is he a scumbag Zhenjun?

It's not that serious.

There are three thousand weak water, and I wanted to take only one scoop to drink, but I accidentally picked up a little more......