Chapter 77

Yang Xuan didn't say much. His right hand was like a claw. He carried Beiming's divine skill and directly sucked the fallen Shennong Gang into a group and began to absorb their internal power.

It's really comfortable to absorb the skill. He feels like he's soaking in a hot spring pool. However, Yang Xuan still feels that Beiming divine skill seems to have an unfinished meaning. Then try to absorb the full power and start to exert power immediately when he thinks of it.

Suddenly, there were many energy completely different from internal force in Yang Xuan's body. This feeling was more comfortable than absorbing internal force. It was like the sublimation of life.

Yang Xuan is comfortable. The people of Shennong sect are finished. From the beginning, everyone is depressed to the later, everyone has the characteristics of aging. Finally, the people of Shennong sect have become dust and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The people of immeasurable sword sect were frightened by this scene. After all, what just happened has exceeded the knowledge of the martial arts world.

Yang Xuan went to Zuo Zimu and said, "left headmaster, I helped you once. The relationship is clear, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes." Zuo Zimu was frightened.

After all, few people will be afraid to see such a scene.

Sometimes what people fear most is not some powerful enemies, but something they don't know.

"Then I'll go first. We'll meet again in the Jianghu." Yang Xuan left without looking back.

Walking on the path of Wuliang Mountain, Yang Xuan looked up at the blue sky. In ancient times, the sky was really blue, there was no pollution, there were no UAVs flying everywhere, and there was no need to worry about the sudden sound explosion of aircraft when doing things.

A little green began to appear around, and there were more trees. Walking in such an environment, I found that life could still be so comfortable and comfortable. With a little breeze, Yang Xuan felt a lot more comfortable.

It's better to find a town first. It's too bad to use route 11 all the time, and now it's the world of martial arts. Alas, shouldn't we ride a horse and hold a sword in the Jianghu.

It's a pity that we don't have a lot of high-tech equipment now, otherwise it would be nice to get a mini satellite, which can directly scan the terrain.

After a long journey for more than half a day, I finally saw the shadow of a small town. But the closer I got, I found that the gate was a little big, which seemed to be beyond the level of ordinary villages and towns. After asking a few passers-by, I came to Dali. Now I can go and have a look at the six pulse divine sword, which is one of the top martial arts in the Tianlong world.

Now that you have come to Dali, try the special food here, and have a good sleep. You've been smashed from the sky and still feel back pain.

I found the best inn nearby, took a bath, had a big meal, and then went back to my room to sleep.

Although Dali is relatively prosperous, it is still very quiet at night, which makes people feel at ease.

The main world is too modern. Many cities are basically 24 hours a day. It seems that the whole city doesn't have to sleep all the time. It is full of too much exaggeration and drunkenness.

In a daze, Yang Xuan seemed to see an Optimus giant standing on the top of the world of heaven and sitting on the throne cast by countless treasures. In the giant's mouth and nose, every breath was accompanied by the reconstruction and rupture of small worlds. Yang Xuan tried to see what the giant looked like. Suddenly, Optimus raised his head and looked at Yang Xuan with big eyes like stars, Yang Xuan seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. He fell into a deep sleep. At the last moment of his sleep, the giant's face was himself, and his eyes contained infinite emotion.

The next day, the sun was shining.

After breakfast, Yang Xuan went out of the inn in full spirit. The next arrangement is to go to Tianlong temple first.

Tianlong temple is located at the edge of Dali city. The decoration is simple and solemn. Yang Xuan went in without thinking. He didn't see what was going on. Suddenly, three internal attacks came. Yang Xuan obviously felt that there was no threat. He only used a pair of meat palms to block the three attacks.

"What's wrong with you." Yang Xuan clapped his hands and was slightly dissatisfied. He was beaten before he saw it. It's too bad.

"Who is your excellency? Is it related to the death of master xuanbei?" Duan Zhengchun said.

"Psycho, I just arrived. I don't know xuanbei. Why should I kill him?" Yang Xuan said unhappily.

Because it's been too long, I haven't seen Tianlong eight since I was a child. Later, it is said that Yang Xuan hasn't seen many versions, and the plot is not clear, but the storage location of some secret scripts is still known.

"Sir, are you here to meet Murong Fu and Qiao Feng?" Duan Zhengchun asked.

"First of all, you are the first to set your own attitude. I came to Tianlong temple to do something, not to be questioned by you. Moreover, if I see Murong Fu, I will kill this boy." Yang Xuan, who is familiar with the plot, certainly knows that murongfu is not Han.

"Since you have nothing to do with things here, what's important to come to Tianlong temple? Duan Zhengchun, Nanwang, xiadali town." Duan Zhengchun eased his tone a little.

"You are Duan Zhengchun. I came here today to borrow the six pulse divine sword Scripture and see where the legendary six pulse divine sword is." The higher the strength, Yang Xuan began to be reckless in the film world.

"Six pulse divine sword? What kind of martial arts is that? We haven't heard of it." Duan Zhengchun said curiously.

"The six pulse divine sword is the secret script for pressing the bottom of the box in your Tianlong temple. It seems that only internal disciples can learn it. You are only external now. You certainly don't know. Moreover, only Duan Siping has learned this secret script since ancient times." Yang Xuan thought about the plot.

"Since you know it's the zhenpai skill of Tianlong temple and dare to peep, are you with the king of Tubo Da Lun Ming?" At this time, several monks came out of the inner hall. Needless to see, they must be some causes and signs in Tianlong temple. The speaker is master kuerong.

It seems that Hatoyama Chi has gone to war.

Yang Xuan asked curiously, "has Jiu Mozhi given you the afternoon? I thought it hasn't been done yet. If you don't make a discussion, show me your six pulse divine sword for a moment, and I won't take the script. If Jiu Mozhi comes, you can't. I'll help you block it. What are you afraid of, monks in a small country of FanBang."

"Hum, let's see if your skill is the same as your tone." As soon as Kurong's voice fell, he began to attack Yang Xuan with the six pulse divine sword.

Yang Xuan calmly used his palm to block every sword. It's not bad that it's a six pulse divine sword. Kui Rong's level has great power. Fortunately, Yang Xuan's body is strong, otherwise he can't stop it just by internal skill cultivation.

Seeing that Kui Rong's attack was easily resolved by Yang Xuan, everyone began to attack Yang Xuan with a group of Yang fingers. However, although the Yang finger was masculine and fierce, it was only straight. For Yang Xuan, it was just a little more difficult.

Finally, after exhausting everyone's skills, Yang Xuan looked at the slightly red palm and said, "yes, Kung Fu is good Kung Fu, but it's a pity that he hasn't learned it." Yang Xuan said sadly.