Chapter 205 Yangshen World, Godson Hong Yi
"It is said that in the ancient times, it was not the human race that ruled the ninety-nine states, but the innate and sacred innate demon gods. Among the billions of innate demon gods, there were five most powerful gods. King, in the ancient times, the human race was enslaved by the demon gods and regarded as blood food. Until our human race's ancestors discovered that the body of the gods and demons imitating the ancient demon gods could practice the martial arts of gods and demons, or visualize the true forms of those gods and demons. Can condense souls and obtain magical powers.
As generations of human ancestors practice and grow stronger, the human race gradually gained the power to compete with the ancient demon gods, and gave birth to the existence of the Yang God realm such as Panhuang, Emperor Changsheng, and Taoist of Creation, and gradually regarded our human race as The ancient demon gods who eat blood have killed and suppressed them, which has led to the reproduction and growth of the human race. Therefore, Yi'er, you must remember that the gentleman strives for self-improvement, the earth is quiet, and the gentleman carries things with virtue. ”
The Daqian Dynasty, Yujing City, He Mansion.
He Lang was teaching his godson Hong Yi to practice martial arts and explain to him the history of the Yangshen World.
"Godfather, I understand!"
At this time, Hong Yi was already a young man in his twenties, but his cultivation was already at the level of a great master of martial arts. Although he was young, he also had an extraordinary demeanor.
He Lang's last two sentences flowed in Hong Yi's heart like a clear spring, resolving the pressure on his father Hong Xuanji.
"As for what Hong Xuanji said, don't listen to his nonsense. As a martial arts immortal, he is a dog for the Yang family, it is simply inexplicable! The hearts of the strong should be like flying high and fighting. The eagle in the sky is like an unrestrained one."
When Hong Yi heard He Lang's words, he had to shake his head and smile bitterly.
After practicing for a while, Hong Yi's body, which was as hot as a furnace, gradually restrained his blood and returned to his normal appearance.
Then Hong Yi and He Lang walked to the pavilion on the side. The Taoist soldiers transformed by He Lang came over with the medicinal tea made of precious medicine and placed the tea on the marble stone table.
Looking at the Taoist soldiers who were like normal creatures, with the light of wisdom, Hong Yi showed surprise in a rare manner.
"Godfather, has your level of cultivation in the immortal way reached the point where you can create creatures?" Hong Yi asked in surprise.
Over the years, he knew that his godfather had practiced martial arts and immortality at the same time, but He Lang was rarely used to perform Taoism and did not realize anything.
Now that I have read the hundreds of classics, my horizons have become broader, and I realize the terribleness of He Lang Taoism.
The creatures that were inspired at will were actually not afraid of the blood and energy of his martial arts master.
"It's just a little breakthrough. A few days ago, I have overcome several thunder tribulations with the help of the thunder tribulation." He Lang picked up the tea and took a sip, and said calmly.
Hong Yi: “…”
If you can overcome the thunder tribulation, you must be a ghost immortal. No wonder He Lang's Taoist technique is not afraid of his blood and energy.
Hong Yi was secretly shocked that He Lang's martial arts and immortal cultivation had reached such a terrifying state, and also understood why his biological father was always beaten.
Judging from the ability of godfather to create things at will, it is at least the level of the seven-tribulation ghost immortal.
Hong Yi couldn't help asking, "Godfather, what level are you in now!"
When he was young, his godfather was able to compete with his father. Now more than ten years have passed, his dad has made progress, but his godfather's realm is becoming more and more terrifying. Even if he is always with him, he has not found any abnormality.
"My body has been cultivated to a state of ever-changing change. As for the soul, I have already overcome nine tribulations, and I am only a little short of time to turn into the Yang God."
Hearing He Lang's words, Hong Yi's hand holding the tea couldn't help trembling and fell on the table.
This is almost reaching the peak of two levels of cultivation!
The practice of martial arts is the physical body. The Yangshen World regards the physical body as a treasure to cross the world. From the cultivation of martial artists, martial artists, martial masters, grand masters, and martial saints, they can distinguish the bones, flesh, fascia, internal organs and The essence was later cultivated to the 129,600 acupoints of the human body, becoming a martial arts immortal, and reaching the realm of human immortals, it is difficult for ghosts and gods to be injured.
The cultivation of martial arts immortals requires practicing martial arts will, turning martial arts will into substance, and then there will be realms such as flesh-and-blooded flesh and blood, ever-changing changes, and finally comprehend the true meaning, crush the void, and achieve the highest realm of the body.
The cultivation of the soul is even more difficult, from calming the spirit, leaving the body, night tour, day tour, driving away the things, showing the body, possessing the body, to the realm of ghost fairy, there are many small realms, and each step is extremely difficult, let alone that The strongest Yang God Realm.
No ordinary people need to practice for thousands of years and have experienced thousands of disasters and difficulties. However, their godfather's realm is almost at the highest level, which makes Hong Yi not surprised! He did not doubt the authenticity of He Lang's words, after all, He Lang was the existence of a word in his eyes.
At the same time, Hong Yi captured the word "time" that He Lang said very well, and his eyes moved slightly.
He is also a person with a very thoughtful mind. From He Lang's words, he understood that He Lang was not blocked by the realm. Hong Yi estimated that He Lang might have comprehended the ultimate wonder of crushing the realm of the vacuum and the Yang God, but was just waiting. Take a chance.
I just don’t know what the waiting time is?
"You should know that in the Middle Ages, the various philosophers and Hundred Saints took away the 99th destiny of the ancient saint emperor. At that time, the various philosophers and Hundred Saints built a golden bridge on the other side of the artifact, and wanted to use this to reach the other side, but they eventually failed. But they predicted that the future will be born Yi Zi, who will lead sentient beings to the other shore. When you achieve Yi Zi, you will reach the other shore, that is, when I break through to the other shore."
Can it be said that by crushing the vacuum and the achievements of the Yang God, you can break through to the other shore realm?
He Lang heard what Yizi he was, but Hong Yi was not concerned about it now, but was extremely curious about what He Lang said about the other side realm.
"It's not like this. The two ancient holy emperors, Emperor Changsheng and Taoist of Creation, also achieved the shattering of vacuum and Yang God at the same time, but they still did not achieve the other side, so I want to see you, Yi Zi, who is prophetic. What exactly will it bring. ”
After saying that, He Lang saw Hong Yi frowning, and couldn't help but laugh, saying, "Don't worry about this problem, you have not yet cultivated to the peak level, so you don't need to think about these things, you just need to move along the road ahead. That is, when it's time for you to realize it, you will already feel something."
When Hong Yi heard He Lang's words, he suddenly realized that he was trapped in a heart disorder. The sword of wisdom rose in his heart, directly cutting off the distracting thoughts in his heart, and put what He Lang said in his heart.
Only then did he remember that He Lang said that he was Yi Zi, and he didn't know why He Lang valued Yi Zi so much.
"Because the name Yizi has infinite luck, you should know that those who follow the heavens will escape, those who go against the heavens will perish, those who go against the heavens will perish, and those who go against the heavens will change, and the great fortunes of the epochs are all in the word Yi, so the ninety-nine states and the sky will be outside the sky. In the heavenly world, there are creatures who are making up for this fortune. In the sky, there is a big world called Xuyi. When you travel around the world in the future, you need to pay more attention to this person." br>
He Lang explained a few words to Hong Yi, and Hong Yi nodded after hearing this,
"By the way, my godfather, this time I went on a trip to the west and met a group of foxes asking me for advice and reading. I obtained a scripture from them. It seems that it was the supreme inheritance of the Amitabha Sutra of the Great Zen Temple. Please help me Let's explain it! ”
After Hong Yi and He Lang finished speaking, they took out a storage bag from their arms, took out the Amitabha Sutra from the storage bag, and handed it to He Lang.
He also told He Lang about the matter of Yuan Concubine asking him to do his husband. "No wonder you don't come to me often when you grow up. Today, you've come out of the ordinary. I've seen the person you mentioned, so don't worry."
As he said that, He Lang took the Amitabha Sutra, took a casual look, and then turned the true meaning of the Tathagata transformed into the Amitabha Sutra into a mark, and penetrated it into Hong Yi's sea of consciousness, so that he could comprehend at any time.
When Hong Yi heard He Lang's words, he felt embarrassed and his face became much rosy.
When he was a child, he would come to He Lang almost every day, but when he grew up, he gradually heard about the matter between He Lang and his parents, and gradually reduced the number of times. After all, there was a threesome in Yujing City. Rumors are endless.
Of course, He Lang also made some jokes casually. He also knew Hong Yi’s concerns. After all, in Yujing City, those Hong Xuanji’s competitors were always using the matter between him and Hong Xuanji and Meng Bingyun as a handle. , attack Hong Xuanji.
It is said that Hong Xuanji was hated by him, and he is Hong Yi’s biological father!
If He Lang hadn't killed several martial saints who were mocking each other with his own hands, he would probably have been even more overdoing.
The two were talking and laughing, and the Taoist soldier not far away came over with a young woman with hair on her head, a golden phoenix hairpin, a white dress and a white skin as white as snow.
She is Hong Yi's mother Meng Bingyun, the former saint of the Supreme Taoism. She was supposed to die because of He Lang's existence and is still alive.
When she fell in love with Hong Xuanji and became a mortal by breaking the martial arts of the Supreme Tao, she has now regained her spiritual energy and is gentle in her cold temperament.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
"Brother He, Yi'er, what are you talking about?"
Meng Bingyun had a faint smile on her face, and the stars seemed to be turning in her pure eyes. Her perfect face and her temperament that looked like a fairy in the sky made people look extremely stunning at first glance.
"I am telling Yi'er the secrets of cultivation and the world. The ice cloud is coming, you can sit there!"
"Um."
Meng Bingyun was not polite either, so he found a place and sat down.
Listening to He Lang explaining the secrets of martial arts and immortality to Hong Yi, he would occasionally speak out to communicate with He Lang and talk about the wonderful things, and he would laugh even more. The laughter and joy made Hong Xuanji next door feel a little harsh!
Just thinking about the scene of He Lang suppressing the Boat of Creation with one hand, he immediately endured it, and the price was that there were a few piles of stone powder in the garden of Hong Mansion.
Hong Yi watched his godfather chatting with his mother happily, and felt strange in his heart. He found a reason to polish his body, left here, returned to the martial arts field, and began to try to refine the marrow.
Hong Xuanji's bloody burst out next door, and the two noticed it. He Lang immediately grinned. Meng Bingyun glanced at him and was speechless again. At that time, she found that He Lang was deliberately leveraging her to tease Hong Xuanji, but she didn't expect that she would be like this in the past. After many years, He Lang still enjoyed it.
The two of them knew why Hong Xuanji was angry, but they were just practicing!
Meng Shenji and Meng Bingyun, the two sutras of the universe of Taishang Dao, both took the path of ruthlessness and forgetfulness. Meng Bingyun came out to experience it and fell in love with Hong Xuanji. In the end, she fell in trouble and her skills were broken.
Later He Lang believed that the focus of the Supreme Being Forgetful Love is not on emotion, but on the need to cultivate the mind of not being attached to it, so that there is emotion and forgetfulness, which changed part of the practice of the two universe sutras passed by the Yang Shen ‘Tai’.
Coupled with Hong Xuanji's frequent domestic violence, Meng Bingyun approached and wanted to be reborn and get out of this disaster.
"Bingyun, congratulations on your success in Nirvana and restoring your ghost immortal cultivation." He Lang said to Meng Bingyun.
"I would like to thank Brother He for helping Bingyun for protecting me for more than 20 years, otherwise Bingyun would have fallen in the Hong Mansion." The starry sky in Meng Bingyun's eyes was covered with electric arcs.
"It's all helping each other. From your Nirvana, I have also gained the mystery of the Second Sutra of the Universe. I wonder if Sister Bingyun is preparing to return to the Supreme Way or has other plans?"
"Now there is no face to go back to Taishangdao to see my brother. Now I just want to watch Yi'er grow up." Meng Bingyun said to Hong Yi who was practicing in the martial arts field, with a faint voice in her voice. Pity.
When she walked around the world, she ended up losing her face in love. With Meng Shenji's ruthless nature, she only felt that she was a useless person and could not tolerate her when she returned. It would be better to stay in Yujing City than to stay in Yujing City Among them.
He Lang knew her answer clearly.
"Now that you have successfully passed away, I have also completed a task and prepared to leave Daqian soon, walk around this world, and understand the style of the ninety-nine states. Do you want to go with me?" br>
This time he not only had to measure the ninety-nine states, but also had to meet many masters in this world.
Such as the five great gods who have been transformed into immortal monuments, as well as the Great Emperor of Eternal Life and the Taoist of Creation in the place of origin, and the various saints of the Middle Ages.
Meng Bingyun heard He Lang's words, pondered for a moment, and finally shook her head slowly.
"Brother He is worried. After communicating with you, my magical power, Hong Xuanji, can't do anything to me now. I'm still staying in Yujing to withstand the pressure for Yi'er."
Meng Bingyun knew that because of her, Hong Xuanji was making things difficult for Hong Yi, and he wanted to drive the mother and son to live in the doghouse.
"Then let's live in this mansion for you and Yi'er. Now that you have recovered your cultivation, I'm afraid Lao Hong can't tolerate you, a thorn in your side!"
After saying that, He Lang smashed the void and walked into it and disappeared, leaving Meng Bingyun to stay in the pavilion.
In Hong’s mansion, Hong Xuanji sensed that He Lang’s breath disappeared, and after a brief investigation, he walked directly into the palace.
"Your Majesty, the traitor who Wujun suddenly left Yujing. I don't know where he went." Hong Xuanji said kneeling in front of the current emperor Yang Pan.
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(This chapter ends)