Martial Mythology

Chapter 452

Chapter 452

Chapter 452

"No, how could a person like Ye Tiandi listen to me?" Zhang Yu frowned suddenly. In the world of Shrouding the Sky, every emperor is an invincible powerhouse who suppressed an era, let alone Ye Tiandi and Ruthless. Such an amazing existence like the Great Emperor, even an ordinary Great Emperor, is unlikely to obey the orders of others. To them, it is an insult.

But when Zhang Yu turned his head and thought about it, he calmed down again, so what if he was disobedient? The entire Zhetian Realm was created by him, he is the supreme existence of the Zhetian Realm, if someone dares to oppose him, he can destroy the entire Zhetian Realm with a single thought, why worry?

It’s just a world that shrouds the sky, and it will be destroyed if it is destroyed. Zhang Yu doesn’t think it’s a pity. As long as he uses the bewitching technique well, he can create more worlds in the future, such as the world of fighting spirit and horse, the world of Journey to the West, the world of Hongmeng, the world of the prehistoric, etc. Wait, as long as he is willing and willing to spend time, what kind of world cannot be created?

Zhetianjie is more like a test product, a pioneer, providing Zhang Yu with experience, so that more time will be born smoothly.

The most urgent task at the moment is to improve his cultivation to the perfection of escape and become a powerhouse, or to surpass the escape realm and reach another unknown height. With sufficient cultivation, Zhang Yu will have greater confidence to create more Otherwise, no matter how much he thinks, it will be nothing but empty talk.

After figuring this out, Zhang Yu stopped thinking about it and began to practice seriously again.

Beside Lingquan, the auras of Zhang Yu, the avatar of the dean, and Ao Xiaoran are all growing rapidly. Among them, the aura of Ao Xiaoran is the fastest, followed by the avatar of the dean, and finally Zhang Yu, but this is normal. Zhang Yu's cultivation base has reached the upper realm of escaping. Every time he improves his cultivation level, he needs to swallow a large amount of aura. The same aura is enough to create many powerful people in the escaping and even escaping realms, but for Zhang Yu, it is just a drop in the ocean.

"It's also fortunate that I have the Sky Realm, otherwise, even with my cultivation speed, I'm afraid it will take at least a few years to reach the perfection of evasion..." Zhang Yu secretly sighed in his heart.

The aura in the firmament world is more than ten times stronger than that in the small wilderness world, and because of this, Zhang Yu's cultivation base has improved ten times faster than before. Under normal circumstances, it may take him several years to reach the perfection of evasion. However, In the firmament world, he can reach the consummation of evasion within a few months at most.

When Zhang Yu forgot to eat and sleep to practice, he had no idea that the small wilderness world had undergone earth-shaking changes in a short period of time.

In a certain deep mountain, among a clump of bamboo forests, a simple thatched cottage looms.

The thatched house is surrounded by a fence, giving people a sense of tranquility and simplicity.

At this moment, inside the fence circle, an old man dressed in coarse cloth was sitting cross-legged on a flat and smooth stone, his eyes were tightly closed, his breathing was long, and his body exuded a thick and unfathomable aura.

No one knows the identity of the old man, and no one knows how long the old man has lived here. There are very few mountain people nearby. There are only a dozen families in the whole mountain, but these ten families don't know the identity of the old man at all. All I know is that the old man has lived here for a long time since they were born, and even their parents and grandparents have seen the old man, and they have dealt with the old man for generations.

It seems that the old man has been there since their ancestors settled here.

The old man is very kind, and he spends most of his time practicing. Occasionally, he accepts the invitation of the mountain people to have a meal at their home, and even finds time to teach them how to cultivate. Realm, very few can reach the Spiritual Realm, but even so, they can still rely on their strength to move freely in this mountain full of monsters and beasts.

The strange thing is that since a person from the alchemist guild came over ten days ago and passed on a mysterious exercise to them, the old man practiced day and night as if possessed by a demon. After opening his eyes, he seemed to have turned into a sculpture. The gray cloth shirt was also covered with dust, with dozens of bamboo leaves covering his body.

The old man's aura was completely restrained, and only occasionally would he let out a trace of breath. If it weren't for his chest rising and falling occasionally, everyone would mistakenly think that he had fallen.

The young man who came to deliver food to the old man watched from a distance for a while, then walked back with a basket full of food.

"Is Mr. Fang still practicing?" As soon as he got home, a middle-aged man in the room asked the young man.

Apparently, the old man Fang that the middle-aged man talked about was the old man who practiced silently in the bamboo forest. No one knows what the old man's name is. They only know that since they were born, their father and grandfather have always called the old man that way. It seems that this name has been passed down from their ancestors and has never changed. I'm used to it.

The young man nodded and said, "It's been eleven days."

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, then shook his head and said: "The old man told me that it's nothing to not eat or drink for eleven days, that's all right, I don't have to go in the afternoon, and I will continue to deliver it tomorrow..." In the eyes of the mountain people, The old man is no different from a god, or in other words, the old man is the patron saint of Yandang Mountain. As long as the old man is there, they will not be afraid of any disasters, even if the big monsters of the Lingxuan Realm and the Lixuan Realm come, they will not be afraid at all. .

"Okay." The young man replied.

"Let's eat." The middle-aged man pointed to the wooden stool, sat down immediately, and asked, "Have you practiced the exercises taught by the Alchemist Guild?"

"I have practiced for more than ten days. But..." The young man hesitated to speak.

"explain."

"Not only did my cultivation not improve, but it dropped quite a bit." The young man hesitated, and said, "The spinning force is several times more refined than before, and the speed of cultivation is also several times faster than before. It took about a month. You can restore your previous cultivation. Dad, did I go wrong with my cultivation?"

Since practicing the low-level castration version of Jiwujue, his cultivation speed has been several times faster, so fast that he feels a little flustered.

You know, the kung fu he practiced before was the kung fu that Mr. Fang passed on to him. That kung fu itself is an extremely powerful god-level kung fu, and its cultivation speed is much faster than ordinary kung fu. After practicing the low-level castration version of Jiwujue, his cultivation speed has increased several times from the original basis. How can he not panic?

I heard that some exercises will lead to madness after practicing. The faster you enter the realm, the worse your death will be. The young people are just worried that they will encounter this situation.

"Normal." The middle-aged man said calmly: "Mr. Fang said that this exercise is extremely miraculous. It can be called the first in history. It has never existed before. Naturally, there are special places. Otherwise, Mr. Fang would not have found it like a treasure. , as soon as the members of the Alchemy Association left, he began to retreat and practice..."

Hearing this, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, since his father said so, he must be right.

Just when he was about to ask another question, a gust of wind suddenly blew past, and at the same time, a terrifying aura with brilliant heavenly power instantly enveloped the entire Yandang Mountain, and even places farther away were covered by this With the impact of momentum, countless plants and trees trembled, as if they were expressing their submission.

The young and middle-aged were almost suffocated by this momentum, unable to move.

too strong!

This momentum is even stronger than that of Dan Sheng, Shu Sheng, and Craftsman, and it is not inferior to that of Zhen Sheng!

Fortunately, this aura disappeared as soon as it was released, and disappeared again in just a short moment, as if it had never appeared before.

"Old Fang!" The middle-aged man and the young man got up almost at the same time, looked at each other, put down their bowls and chopsticks, and rushed to the place where the bamboo forest was at the fastest speed.

After a while, the middle-aged and young people came outside the bamboo forest. Around them, there were also many plainly dressed people, both male and female. Among them was a white-haired old man with a trace of dignity between his eyebrows. He is the most powerful cultivator in the entire Yandang Village, and he is also the village head of Yandang Village. His prestige in Yandang Village is second only to Fang Lao.

Dozens of people stood quietly outside the bamboo grove, both expecting and worried.

"Old Long!" The young man approached the village head, wanting to ask something in a low voice.

But as soon as he spoke, Elder Long waved his hands and said in a low and serious voice, "Quiet!"

The young man shut his mouth embarrassingly, not daring to speak again.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and everyone's eyes were turned towards the direction of the bamboo forest. The young and middle-aged people, including the village chief Long Lao, all turned their eyes towards the direction of the bamboo forest.

"Old Fang!" Everyone saluted respectfully and shouted in unison.

"Since everyone is here, I would like to announce by the way that after thousands of years, I will achieve success in one day. The fate between me and Yandang Mountain is over. Today, I will leave Yandang Mountain. You can take care of yourself in the future." Fang's face was ruddy, It seemed that the whole person was decades younger, and there was a relaxed smile on his face.

Hearing Mr. Fang's words, the faces of everyone outside the bamboo forest changed drastically.

The young man said excitedly: "Mr. Fang, you are our patron saint of Yandang Mountain. If you leave, what will happen to Yandang Mountain? Please, don't leave. Yandang Mountain will miss you, and all the villagers will miss you!"

His words were full of reluctance.

"Your cultivation base is not weak enough to deal with the surrounding monsters. It doesn't matter whether the old man stays or not." Fang Lao smiled faintly, "There is always a banquet in the world. Although the old man is reluctant to part with Yandang Mountain, it belongs to outsiders after all. The old man's hometown is not here, and it is impossible to stay here forever."

After the words fell, Elder Fang stopped talking, and disappeared from everyone's sight in a flash.

Teleport!

This is the ability that only the strongest can control, and it is the symbol of the strongest!

In the sky thousands of miles away, as the surrounding space fluctuated, Fang Lao's figure appeared out of thin air. He stared at the ground below and murmured: "Is this teleportation?"

As the saying goes, you can die when you hear the Tao in the morning.

Fang Lao's lifespan is running out, and if he can break through before he dies and become the strongest person who aspires to the pinnacle of the mainland, he will die without regret!

If Zhen Sheng and the others were here, they would be able to tell at a glance that Fang Lao had not only become a powerhouse, but also surpassed the low-level powerhouses in one fell swoop, and became a mid-level powerhouse comparable to the Zhen Sheng!

This super old monster who has lived for more than 9,000 years, accumulated nearly 10,000 years, his background is terrifying and shocking. He has been stuck in the upper realm for countless years. Once he breaks through, he will surpass the low-level superpowers. Above, the entire human race, no one can overwhelm him.

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