The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

　　 Hou Tu…

　　 There was a breeze blowing gently, smelling the fragrance of the grass and trees, Yang Jian slowly opened his eyes, and the white clouds were long and the sky was pale blue.

“Woke up?”

　　 A familiar voice rang in his ears, and Yang Jian’s spirit was shaken, and his mind immediately relaxed.

　　 is the master.

　　 Sit up slowly, only to feel the inexhaustible strength all over his body, and his body lightened a bit.

　　 Distracted, the blood in the body glowed with three colors-purple-red-orange, which contained some inexplicable power, unexpectedly completed the sixth blood exchange without knowing it.

　　 touched his heart, there was clearly a gentle force waiting for him to stir, staying there quietly, and slowly improving his body.

　　 The original essence and blood of Houtu Empress…

　　 looked up, Master was standing on the top of the hillside, with his back facing him, the figure with a little vicissitudes of life, as if blending with the world.

　　 “Master!”

　　 “Come here,” Yuding waved gently, and Yang Jian’s figure appeared on the top of the hillside, and two familiar figures were seen, Fu Dongliu and the little princess.

　　 They are meditating in two places. Obviously, they have benefited from Yuding, and their aura is steadily improving.

　　Fu Dongliu stood alone on the bridge, and the weak body of the little princess pounced on the hub controlling the secret portal…

　　 The tip of his nose was sour, Yang Jian had never thought about what benefits he had forged in this world of two good relationships.

　　 But at that moment, the two men desperately defended each other, which was tantamount to saving his life.

　　 Although I can’t die.

　　 “Are they… okay?” Yang Jian asked softly, fearing to disturb them.

“They are very good,” Yu Ding saw Yang Jian’s eyes full of relief. “To make friends and find partners, you need to look at their aptitude, luck, and source of fortune, but you also need to look at their character and character. These two people also value affection with you. Heavy righteousness, can live and die together, and still have a friendship.”

　　 “Well,” Yang Jian grinned and put down all his defenses in front of Yuding, “Master is talking about you and Uncle Taiyi?”

　　 Yuding smiled bitterly and shook his head. It was obvious that the real master Taiyi had pitted him.

　　 Yang Jian looked at Yuding quietly, waiting for Yuding to ask.

　　 Yuding never asked about the Houtu Niangniang, but just exhorted: “If you have your own path, you have your own opportunities, but don’t be complacent about it.”

　　 “Hey, don’t worry, Master!” Yang Jian remembered the appointment with Houtu, patted his chest, and then touched his forehead.

　　 I feel like a small bag has protruded here, and I can’t feel it if I touch it carefully.

　　 Is this the third eye of the future brother?

　　 “This place is where the yin and yang meet in this heaven and earth. Although it lacks aura, there are yin and yang qi wandering. I am here to protect you as a teacher. After you break through here, you will almost go back.”

　　 “Where is this?”

　　 “In the Rift Valley.”

　　 Yang Jian lowered his head and thought, as if he had realized something.

　　 Then he took out the formation plate, inserted the spirit stone, and sat down cross-legged to start rushing off.

　　 There is that drop of blood from the back soil, and now he has completed six blood exchanges. Yang Jian has twelve points of confidence in breaking through the second limit!

　　 But he suddenly remembered something, and looked up at his master’s profile. He always felt that the master was of the more handsome type, and he didn’t know when he could find a master for himself.

　　 “Master has ever seen Liu Ya’s master?”

“He left after you showed up,” Yu Ding was a little bit sorrowful when he mentioned the matter. “He arranged trials for your teacher before, and he was making suggestions and making up the rumors that his apprentice was the so-called key to the Tao, although it is also He has the desire to let his apprentice take your luck.”

　　Yang Jian nodded, he couldn’t complain about Master’s magnanimity.

　　 Yuding sighed and looked far away, “Unexpectedly, the disciple he ran out of his luck to nurture would turn out to be the one who fought for life and death, fighting forever. This world is truly amazing.”

　　 “Master, who is that senior?”

　　 “Do you remember that Master said to you how many treasures the demon clan can conquer the demon?”

　　Yang Jian recalled that when he was practicing with Master in Jinxia Cave, there was an hour or two every day, listening to these stories and reading ancient books, and his knowledge was vast.

　　 Soon, Yang Jian opened his mouth and said: “Calling demon banners, demon court seal, Bai Ze Tu…” His eyes widened, “The old way is Bai Ze?”

“Yes, the old gentleman, elegant and personable generation might not want to fall to this point,” Yu Ding sighed softly. “When I was a teacher, I used to see from a distance how he presided over the battle against the Wu clan. It’s a pity, time is grinding.”

　　 “Why?” Yang Jian scratched his head for a while, “When Master said of the handsome men from ancient times to the present, didn’t you say that Bai Ze among the Ten Saints of the Demon Race is not under the demon Emperor Jun?”

　　 Yuding reprimanded with a straight face: “You didn’t remember the truth that you worked so hard to teach you as a teacher, but you remember these gossips so clearly!”

　　 “Haha.” Yang Jian shrank his neck, and then asked, “How did he become like this?”

　　 “Xiangyu is born from the heart, his state of mind is no longer the same as that of the foreign minister.” Yuding looked into the distance with his back hand, “Come to practice quickly.”

　　 “Yes, Master.”

　　 Yang Jian gradually straightened his face, vomiting meditation, and then slowly closed his eyes.

　　 Holding Yuan Guiyi in both hands, he peeled the blood from his body a little bit. In the process, he endured great pain, but Yang Jian didn’t even hum.

When he was taken into the mysterious realm and saw the back soil, those little hands once brushed his body, helped him stabilize the state of the sixth blood exchange, and also helped him completely heal the obvious and hidden injuries on his body, and there will be cracks. The base completes perfectly.

　　 Right now, it’s just a direct exchange of blood. The profound arts work smoothly, and the pain is even slightly less than the previous six times.

　　 Soon, the blood in Yang Jian’s hands gradually condensed into fist-sized blood cells, and then Yang Jian slightly drew a trace of the essence of the earth into the blood…

　　 Boom!

　　 It was as if Tianhe had opened the gate, and an extremely pure blood rose into the sky!

　　 And Yang Jian just felt a sense of completeness. When he touched the shackles set by the world, the shackles were directly washed away by this blood, exploded, and fed back to himself!

　　 Yang Jian started to absorb the aura around him frantically. Yuding sat down and pointed at Yang Jian, and the six spiritual stones were directly exploded, releasing an extremely rich aura.

　　 Gradually, the blood energy around Yang Jian returned to the cage, and as soon as the sound of ‘crashing’ appeared, Yang Jian’s dry skin quickly recovered its firmness.

　　 That trace of blood from the earth, not only helped Yang Jian to exchange his blood for the seventh time, but also sublimated Yang Jian’s bone marrow once!

　　 It’s not too late. Yang Jian just wanted to stop his exercises, but his body fell into a mysterious state. The whole person was stuck in it and couldn’t get out of it.

　　Due to the sublimation of bone marrow, his eighth exchange of blood unexpectedly followed!

　　 Yang Jian shook his heart and simply took out a trace of the blood from the earth again, but the speed of this exchange of blood became very slow. Yang Jian was immersed in it and realized his own changes, and he could not feel the passage of time…

　　 The seventh blood exchange, probably only used one thousandth of the blood from the earth.

　　 But the eighth exchange of blood, it consumed almost one-thirtieth of the blood of the earth.

　　 And the ninth exchange of blood lasted longer and slower, it actually consumed one third of the blood of the earth…

　　 After the ninth exchange of blood was completed, Yang Jian still wanted to draw the blood from the Homo-soil into the bone marrow, but found that he could not completely drain his own blood.

　　I used the profound arts to force the blood out of the body, and the already colorful bone marrow turned into new blood quickly, as if it were endless.

　　 Yang Jian did not dare to bleed again, and sent the blood back to his body, so as not to damage the original source, and the loss outweighed the gain.

　　 Nine exchanges of blood, it is already the ultimate, no matter how greedy you can’t make it.

　　 The sense of mystery is still there, Yang Jian didn’t dare to neglect, he started to operate the third level of the magic arts, condensing the profound energy…

　　 Yang Jian was immersed in the exercises and was unaware of the surrounding environment. His monstrous blood during the seventh exchange of blood had already awakened Fu Dongliu and the little princess.

　　 The two of them walked to the vicinity of Yang Jian, and when they saw Yang Jian’s **** picture, they were also terrified. They finally knew the secret of why Yang Jian was so powerful.

　　 Without the torture like this, where can the mysterious power protect the body and push it invincibly?

　　 Yuding easily cut off Yang Jian’s voice around his body, looked at Fu Dongliu and the little princess, and said warmly: “What are you two planning to do? The fate of this world is exhausted, and I can send you to the wilderness to worship another master.

“Senior has already given me a first-class technique, and he has given me so many treasures,” Fu Dongliu smiled bitterly, “If you ask Senior again, you won’t know how to advance or retreat. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com But the younger generation still has a ruthless invitation.”

　　 “But it doesn’t hurt to say.”

　　 Fu Dongliu sighed, “A few days ago, my teacher was in distress, and only a few people escaped to heaven. My nephew and I thought it was because of the little luck of Brother Yang that we were lucky to survive.”

　　 “Now, fortunately, seniors have given me the magic and precious treasures, and I have come back to the mountain to rectify the mountain gate, and seek revenge on the people of my mountain gate.”

“But my teacher-nephew does not have to suffer so much from me. If she is qualified to be in the eyes of the predecessor, please ask the predecessor to take her to the land of good fortune in the prehistoric five continents, find a master, and let her go to immortality. .”

　　 The little princess hurriedly said: “Uncle Fu! I don’t!”

　　 Fu Dongliu interrupted her words bluntly, “If you recognize me as an uncle, just shut up!”

　　 The little princess immediately turned red, and stood there with his mouth pursed, his nose twitched.

　　 Yuding sighed softly, and with a flick of his sleeve, the little princess was gone.

　　 Fu Dongliu bowed to the ground: “Thank you, senior!”

　　 “It’s okay, but can I leave until my disciple wakes up?”

　　 “No, I don’t have the face to see him, and say goodbye here. I will never forget the virtues of today’s predecessors in this life.”

　　 Fu Dongliu’s expression was a little sad, he looked at Yang Jian deeply, then sighed, turned and strode towards the outside of the Rift Valley.

　　 He just rushed out of the black mist that sealed the Sky Rift Valley, and a surge of blood surged behind him, but Yang Jian just started the eighth blood exchange.

　　 “Hahaha!”

　　 He raised his head and laughed three times. The first laugh was bleak, the second laugh was relieved, and the third laugh was suddenly cheerful and proud!

　　 “Yang Jian! When I see you tomorrow, I will pay Dongliu, and I will be your friend again!”

　　 After saying this, he drove a purple sword into the sky, tearing open the clouds…