Hongmeng has a little true spirituality, and all laws are immortal.

When concentrating on cultivation, it is difficult to perceive the changes of time, and many monks are immersed in the Tao and the Dharma in retreat, completely unaware of the passage of time.

The master was by his side, Yang Jian's mind was completely relaxed, and he had also entered this realm at this time, and the mystery of Xuan Gong made him intoxicated, and he only felt that the Dao body was like that Hongmeng Cangyu, and the hidden mystery was so mysterious.

Following the breakthrough of the limit in the first weight, and the second blood exchange also reached the extreme number of 'nine', Yang Jian's foundation of the avenue was complete, and since then he has entered the mystery of Xuangong and pushed open the door of all wonders!

Forging bones, exchanging blood, gathering Xuan, condensing Gang, Tibetan beads, derivation, Guihong, Xuanhuang.

This is the eight realms of the Eight Nine Xuangong, and Yang Jian pushed open the third door at this time and stepped into chaos.

At this moment, Yang Jian felt that he was floating and sinking in that sea of chaos, and the avenue patterns were bright and uncertain, containing the truth inside and outside the heaven and earth.

Yang Jian's body suddenly began to tremble, and the flesh and blood all over his body emitted a colorful treasure light, and the meridians that had been forging but had not been used all over his body began to open up again.

First, an invisible aura traveled from the meridians, and gradually, this trace of aura affected the strength of Yang Jian's whole body.

On the hillside, Yuding Zhenren sat leisurely in front of Yang Jian, and saw that a ray of brilliance appeared on Yang Jian's body, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, carefully observing Yang Jian's state.

Gradually, the colorful brilliance began to be restrained.

After an unknown period of time, these rays of light finally stopped breaking out of his body, and completely penetrated into the meridians around Yang Jian's body.

Suddenly, Yang Jian opened his eyes, the essence of light flashed in his eyes, and a chaotic and indescribable aura poured out from around him and dispersed into the surrounding world.

Although Yang Jian's eyes were open, there was no look in his eyes, and he obviously hadn't woken up from his cultivation yet.

The smile on Yuding Zhenren's face disappeared, capturing a breath that had not yet dissipated, and he felt it carefully.

"Xuanqi is colorful, containing chaotic artistic conception, and it is only one step away from transforming into Xuanhuang Qi...... It's a good thing, but why did it come so early?"

Yuding Zhenren knows a lot about the eight or nine Xuangong, and his knowledge is not shallow.

Yang Jian suddenly opened his mouth to inhale, and when Yu Ding saw this, he immediately took out most of the spirit stones in Yang Jian's fingers, and crushed these spirit stones in an instant, and a stream of spiritual energy surged out!

How could the spirit stones that Yuding give to his apprentices be ordinary goods? The aura of heaven and earth contained in each piece was extremely pure and vast.

But at this time, Yang Jian opened his mouth and swallowed it, and he swallowed half of these spiritual qi in one gulp.

Yang Jian shut up and refined, while Yuding controlled these spiritual qi around Yang Jian's body. An hour later, Yang Jian opened his mouth again and swallowed half of the aura.

"Do you have to swallow it nine times?"

Yu Ding was afraid of delaying his apprentice's practice, so he raised his left hand and cut through the sky with a casual stroke, and wisps of chaotic qi were inhaled into his left hand.

Then, Yu Ding's right hand was a little towards Yang Jian, and a more pure heaven and earth aura surged towards Yang Jian.

This skill of refining chaotic qi, drawing yin and yang, and seizing creation must be a means that can only be found beyond the realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal, and what is even more rare is that Yuding Zhenren can be so relaxed and casual.

With this continuous supply of aura, Yang Jian's cultivation could reach perfection this time, and he inhaled the aura nine times in a row, and his whole person was once again wrapped in colorful treasure light.

"Scatter," Yu Ding stroked his hand, the sky dome closed, the chaotic qi disappeared, and the aura of heaven and earth dispersed towards this piece of heaven and earth, and also created many living beings.

After three days, there was no longer a surge of colorful light around Yang Jian's body, but his breath was still climbing, and his breathing gradually slowed down.

For another five days, Yang Jian had no breath at all, and a series of meridians of colorful light appeared in his body, and there was a faint wisp of colorful breath circulating in the meridians.

Although this aura is bright in color, if you feel it carefully, it doesn't have any 'attributes' or 'characteristics' at all, but it is a bit similar to those gray chaotic qi, but the two are not the same.

This is Xuan Qi, which is by no means an ordinary collection of various spiritual qi, but the qi of Yang Jian's cultivation of Xuan Gong, and it is also Yang Jian's reliance on the future of the world.

For three days, the meridians around Yang Jian's body were perfectly fused with blood, flesh, and bone, and they were hidden.

Yang Jian slowly opened his eyes, let out a long sigh of relief, and resumed his breathing, his eyes were full of unfinished business.

Yuding Zhenren asked softly: "Xuanqi has become?"

"It's done, Master!" Yang Jian's face was full of excitement.

Yu Ding raised his hand a little, and a short sword came to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian couldn't wait to grab the hilt of the sword, urging the Xuan Qi, the short sword bloomed with a ray of light, and the sword body shook slightly, and Yang Jian broke through the air and turned into a streamer and rushed to the sky!

Chase the stars and catch the moon!

Caught off guard, Yang Jian not only grabbed the short sword tightly, but scurried around the clouds, leaving a circle of trails.

"Ahh

"Hahaha, let's be enlightened!"

It is rare to see an apprentice make a foreign appearance, Yuding also smiled, and let Yang Jian fly in the sky, but his eyes showed a little thought.

It seems that the eight or nine Xuangong cultivated in vain...... Is it really eight or nine Xuangong?

"I see, at the beginning of Xuangong, we must have the heart of death, break through the shackles of heaven and earth, and achieve true consummation. ”

Yu Ding smiled bitterly, got up, took his hands, and watched Yang Jian fly more and more steadily in the sky. Yuding's wry smile gradually melted, leaving only hope and expectation in his eyes.

Half a day later, Yang Jian was already able to put away the short sword and fly slowly in the air with a white cloud.

Although he was overjoyed, Yang Jian was not yet carried away, and quickly reined in the spell, returned to Yuding, and returned the short sword with both hands.

"You take this sword back and give it to Xiaochan," Yuding said softly, "Your brother and sister have not been separated for so long, and she must have a grudge against you." ”

Master was so thoughtful.

Yang Jian didn't thank him either, it was too much of an outrage, and he directly received the short sword into his finger, and he didn't know what kind of treasure it was.

Yuding asked him: "You are in this heaven and earth, but there is still cause and effect that has not been resolved?"

"Hmm......" Yang Jian thought for a while, and then looked down at the rag on his body, "Buy clothes?"

"No need," Yuding said with a smile, "You can wear these tattered clothes and pants, and when I go back, I will send that girl to your Taiyi Shibo first, and find a master for her." Your master has a lot of treasures, and you should also have a treasure to protect your body. ”

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

The two masters and apprentices made up their minds to go to Taiyi Zhenren to fight the autumn breeze.

Yang Jian looked around and asked, "What about them?"

"One left, one left, there is still some time on the road, you can also go in and catch up with her," Yu Ding flicked his sleeves, and Yang Jian was also included in the Ding.

Yuding looked at the world again, a gust of wind blew, and the figure slowly dissipated......

Dingnei Qiankun.

Yang Jian fell near a lake in the forest, and after taking two steps, he saw a beautiful woman leaning against the trunk of the tree under the tree by the lake.

Her face was haggard, her eyes were foggy, and her eyes that were originally smart were now reflected in only a glimpse of the waves, without any brilliance.

was originally a prince and princess of the world, but she encountered a disaster for cultivators.

Luckily entered the fairy gate, how do you know that you can't bear it.

Yang Jian looked at this girl, and he couldn't bear it in his heart, so he smiled a little, coughed dryly, and walked forward.

She looked up and saw a man with uncovered clothes and unkempt hair walking towards her, she was first startled, and then found that it was Yang Jian, with two blushes on her face inexplicably, and she bit her shallow lip.

"The ......"

Yang Jian scratched his head and sat in front of her with a big grin.

Fortunately, the dirt produced when he exchanged blood has been dispersed by the aura, otherwise it would be more than ragged clothes and pants at this time, it must be smelly three miles in the wind.

"Why are you so embarrassed?" she whispered, not looking away, "go to the lake and wash it, I'll watch over you." ”

"I'm this, but I can't wash it now, and it's still useful," Yang Jian replied incomprehensibly, and then asked, "How should I call you?"

I didn't even remember people's names.

Her eyes were full of resentment, she sighed, and said with a burst of tears: "Am I so indifferent to your eyes? I know, you and I are two types of characters in heaven and earth, and I naturally can't afford to make friends with you...... But you're too hurtful. ”

Yang Jian spread his hands and said with a wry smile: "No, you recall carefully, did you tell me your name before?"

She blinked, looked down and thought about it, thinking that she really didn't seem to have told Yang Jian her name......

He stuck out the tip of his tongue and his face was hot.

"I ...... I forgot ...... before."

"It's okay, just tell me now," Yang Jian coughed again, "My name is Yang Jian." ”

"I, my name is Qingling, my surname is Wen ......" her face was already red, and she added as thin as a mosquito's voice, "Light light, aura spirit." ”

Gentle and light?

Yang Jian couldn't help but look at her appearance carefully, and a sentence unconsciously came out of his mouth: "Gentle and charming, light and spiritual." ”

"You ......" Wen Qingling glanced up at him, his eyes were complicated and intertwined, and somehow, those big eyes were misty.

Yang Jian was a little confused.

What's wrong with her? Why is she so wronged? Could it be that she sees that she is reminded of the tragedy of the past?