"Young hero..."
"Young Master Ye..."
Shangguan Hongjin and Tufuzi exclaimed, suppressing the horror in their hearts, and rushed towards the headless saint.
After just a few steps, they stopped because at some point, the little guy stood in front of the two of them, opening his arms and making babbling gestures.
The native master ignored him and was about to pass the little guy, but was stopped by Shangguan Hongjin: "Don't be impatient yet!"
"What are you doing to stop me?" Saving people is like putting out fire, Tufuzi asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, Young Master Ye seems to be fine." Shangguan Hongjin looked at the headless saint and Ye Qing in the distance, then looked down at the little guy on the ground: "Look carefully."
"What?"
Hearing this, Tufuzi calmed down and then noticed that Ye Qing in the distance was breathing steadily and seemed not to have been hurt in any way.
"How is this going?"
"It's not clear yet." Shangguan Hongjin also looked puzzled: "But it seems that the saint doesn't mean to harm Ye Shaoxia."
"Let's wait and see."
But having said that, the two of them did not relax their vigilance. They still looked at the Headless Saint and Ye Qing in the distance with vigilance. Once they found something wrong, they planned to rescue them immediately.
At this moment, Ye Qing's eyes widened with horror, surprise, and shock.
He was horrified because he didn't expect the headless saint to suddenly attack him;
It was unexpected because the headless saint had no intention of hurting him, let alone breaking his neck;
He was shocked because as the palm of the headless saint pressed between his eyebrows, a pure and majestic power poured into his body, and even more mysterious martial arts insights poured into his sea of consciousness.
With power entering his body and understanding entering his heart, Ye Qing happily discovered that the road to becoming a master, which was originally filled with morning fog and had no clue, gradually cleared up and had a clear direction;
The shackles that had originally hindered him from climbing the path to masterhood were gradually showing signs of loosening;
The shackles that had previously hindered him from ascending to the sky gradually dissipated into nothingness;
With a thunderous sound, the clouds opened and the rain came down to see the real me;
The road to heaven leading to a true master was clearly presented before his eyes.
Before he entered this place, he was only half a step away from the body refining master.
But this half step is like a natural chasm between Tongxuan and the master, making it difficult for him to cross and even more difficult to climb.
Among them, there is not only a lack of understanding and understanding of the master, but also a lack of strength.
But now the headless saint's martial arts insights helped him break through the darkness and haze that lay before his eyes, allowing him to clearly see the master's door, the scenery and his true self inside.
Of course, it is not enough just to see the door of the Grandmaster. Only by climbing up the ladder to heaven, pushing open the door, and stepping over the threshold can one truly become a real person and step into the role of a Grandmaster.
And the pure and majestic power that the headless saint injected into his body was like a blue cloud ladder, a sky bridge, or a sky hammer, which made him reach the door easily and push through it easily.
Open that door.
"Snapped……"
A soft sound, like a shackle breaking, like a door opening, like the sound of heaven and earth, so crisp, so clear, so sweet.
The Tufuzi heard the soft sound;
Shangguan Hongjin heard the soft sound;
People within dozens of miles also heard the soft sound.
The next moment, continuous sounds resounded throughout the world.
There is the sound of tiger and leopard thunder, which is the sound of muscles and bones stretching;
There is a rushing torrent, which is the sound of blood flowing;
There are drums in the sky, which is the sound of the beating heart;
The sound of wind and rain, the sound of heaven and earth, the sound of welcome;
The sounds of the bones and muscles, the sounds of the heartbeat, and the sounds celebrate each other.
Although the sound is loud and the sound is heavy, it is mixed but not chaotic. It is intertwined into a beautiful and mysterious music and rhythm, which echoes between heaven and earth, as beautiful as a dream.
…
"The body resonates with heaven and earth. This is a body-refining warrior who has broken through the master!"
In front of a dilapidated hall, Yun Qingxiao looked into the distance, feeling the resonance of the great avenue between heaven and earth, and said to himself: "What a powerful body!"
Suddenly, a sword light as clear as snow shone in the sky, and the main hall behind Yun Qingxiao was divided into two parts like tofu, and there was also a powerful three-headed and six-armed stone statue of a god and demon in the main hall.
"boom"
The next moment, the main hall suddenly collapsed, but Yun Qingxiao did an insignificant thing, put away the long sword, and looked forward, the wind was light and the clouds were calm.
"Hey, this is the aura of the Xuanhuang Mother's Qi Tribulation. The breakthrough master can actually attract the Xuanhuang Mother's Qi Tribulation, the first of the seventy-two calamities of the earthly evil. Who is he?"
After pondering for a moment, Yun Qingxiao stepped out, green lotuses appeared under his feet, and flew away into the distance.
…
"Hey, someone is breaking through the Grandmaster!"
In front of a lake, Zhang Lingyang held a straw in his mouth, looked up at the sky, and said in surprise: "He is actually a body-refining warrior, incredible, incredible!"
"Who is it? Tie Youchun? Lu Zhenwo? Luo Shanhai? No, no, no, although they are all body-refining warriors, they can't make such a big fuss even if they break through to a grandmaster with their half-baked skills! Could it be that they are dead? That little bald donkey from Kesi? It doesn’t look like that, it doesn’t look like that, there is no sanctimonious aura of Buddhism in the air, it shouldn’t be him.”
Zhang Lingyang was talking to himself, as if he didn't notice that a face gradually appeared in the lake behind him. The face was so huge that it almost occupied the entire lake, or the face was swollen due to being immersed in the water for a long time. Rotting and looking extremely hideous.
Then, the face came up, opened its mouth, and seemed to swallow Zhang Lingyang on the shore.
But at this moment, Zhang Lingyang punched him with his backhand. It was like a big sun setting in the sky, the sky collapsed and the earth split, and everything burned.
The face in the lake let out a shrill scream and turned into ashes in an instant.
The lake also evaporated in an instant, revealing the dry bottom of the lake and the dense bones at the bottom.
And from beginning to end
In the end, Zhang Lingyang did not look back, as if he was still thinking about who was breaking the situation?
"What is that, the Black and Yellow Mother's Qi Tribulation? That Tianzun Wuliang, who breaks through to become a Grandmaster, can actually lead to the Black and Yellow Mother's Qi Tribulation, it's scary to death!"
Zhang Lingyang looked at the sky in the distance and screamed strangely: "Who is it? Who is it?"
"It can't be Bei Qiu. Bei Qiu is a dual cultivation of body and law. The body is so powerful that it is rare to see it in eternity. It is indeed possible."
"Yes, that's right, it must be Bei Qiu. Only Bei Qiu can be so capable of causing the Xuanhuang Mother Qi disaster."
The Beiqiu mentioned by Zhang Lingyang is Mo Beiqiu, the Demon Son of the Magic Mountain who is second on the list of people.
"Oh, this can't be done!" Suddenly, Zhang Lingyang shouted: "Bei Qiu is already a master, I can't pull him down. This is just like a husband and a wife!"
Yes, Mo Beiqiu is a woman, the only one among the top ten.
"By the way, I have to help Beiqiu to prevent some people from taking advantage of the situation." With that said, Zhang Lingyang rushed towards the basin in a hurry.
…
"Physical refining warrior? Xuanhuang Mother Qi Tribulation?"
A man wrapped in a black robe flattened a valley covered with bones with one palm and looked into the distance.
"I didn't know there was such a person under the Grand Master. It's interesting."
A cold female voice came from the black robe, and she walked forward leisurely and elegantly.
"I want to see who it is!"
…
"Someone is breaking through the Grandmaster?"
White, green, water and red umbrellas were walking barefoot among the green mountains and green waters. Wherever the woman passed, countless blood splattered, and then strange corpses with transparent bodies and human heads and fox bodies appeared one after another.
Suddenly, Bai Lushui seemed to feel something and stopped: "Body training warrior, who is it?"
"Could it be my cheap husband? Probably not. Logically speaking, his strength won't increase so fast!"
"No matter, let's go and take a look first. Maybe there's something to be gained. Otherwise, the next time I see my husband, my wife will be weak, which will be bad."
…
The king and grandson of Chu stood in front of a tomb. The tomb was cracked, and countless poems, songs, and beautiful words spewed out from the cracks. The wind was blowing and the pines and waves were blowing around, as if there were countless mathematicians chanting poems and chanting sutras.
For a while, the sound of wind, rain and reading filled my ears.
Standing in front of the tomb, the king and grandson of Chu seemed to be in the center of heaven and earth. He was surrounded by eternal majesty, and his blood was soaring into the sky. Two completely different auras merged into one body. He had the calmness of a scholar, and the fierceness of a warrior, but it was not obvious. Conflict, on the contrary, has a sense of mystery and mystery.
Obviously, King Sun of Chu was trying to merge Confucianism and Taoism with martial arts to become a master, and he was already very close to this step.
At this time, Chu Wangsun suddenly felt the strange movement in the world, raised his head and glanced, and then he was immersed in his own world, and everything was not in his mind.
