Chapter 229: Broken the void, and after ascending to He Lang
"Step through the Nine-level Cloud Heaven, and from now on, I will be a person who will live forever. Friends, the world is far away. I will take the lead and wait for you in the fairy world." >
Above Mount Tai, He Lang, dressed in white, stood on the top of the Jade Emperor, looked back at the Jianghu behind him, and said in a casual tone.
Hearing his words, the people in the martial arts world above the Jade Emperor showed a look of joy in their eyes.
This demon of the Great Dao that bullies the world is finally sent away by them! Since then, the demons have entered the world, and he has forced the secret magic of various schools and sects to seize the secret techniques, and they have even rode on their heads to act as a mighty man, making everyone dare not speak out.
"Dao Zun is walking slowly! I wish Dao Zun can enjoy immortality in the fairy world and immortality. We are not talented enough to follow Dao Zun to break the void. It is a great regret."
The words are all over the place behind us. He Lang was extremely satisfied. He Lang opened his hands and tore towards the void. A deep void crack suddenly appeared in the void. A stream of pure spiritual energy came out from the void crack, allowing the feelings on Kunlun Mountain. It feels like taking Dapu Pills.
He Lang felt the vast world that appeared after the crack in the void, and he did not stop, and instantly walked into it and disappeared.
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"Welcome to the ancient world. For 12 trillion years, you are the 17894565th Ascenator. As your guide, I hope you can survive in this cruel era. Go down and become truly a member of us.”
He Lang had just arrived in the ancient times through the void when he saw an old man opposite him saying something to him.
Ah?
He Lang was stunned when he heard this: "Isn't this the fairy world? Why is it the ancient world? Did I come to the wrong place?"
"Young man, you have too many questions, the fairy world? There has never been a so-called heaven, it is just a lie. This ancient world is a huge cage for me, the ancient human race. "
The old man heard He Lang's naive questioning, and was cold and cold. He laughed a few times, and the laughter was filled with sadness.
The old man watched He Lang ascend, but his true energy was still vast. He was even better than the previous ascendant. He showed a glimmer of hope in his eyes. He said to He Lang: "Being nearly ten thousand The second ascenator in the year, you can ask me three questions and I will answer them for you."
Listening this slightly familiar conversation, He Lang suddenly realized what kind of world this world is.
No wonder when he wanted to ascend several times, he felt a great terror coming in his heart. If it weren't for not knowing what happened recently, inspiration would always appear in his heart. His cultivation level has improved thousands of miles a day, making him a little confused and thinking about ascension to find the answer, he will not ascend to death.
"What is the name of the first person who ascended?" He Lang asked his first question.
When hearing the question He Lang asked, the old man in charge of receiving the ascension frowned, feeling that the young man in front of him had some problems with his mind!
He said so seriously, but this guy didn't care about the situation in this world at all. Instead, he asked a useless question, which made the old man feel a little disappointed. "His name is Fengyun Wuji." The old man said lightly.
He Lang naturally understood the disappointment in the old man's tone, but he didn't care. He Lang nodded when he heard the four words Fengyun Wuji. It seemed that the story of the ancient world had just begun.
After answering He Lang's question, the old man quietly waited for He Lang to ask the question. However, he found that He Lang had no intention of asking the question. Instead, he looked around at the temple and made this person alive with his random actions. The old man who had been vaguely old for countless years had already reappeared in an instant, and he felt anger in his heart.
"Young man, your strength may be called the so-called invincible in the plane below the ancient times, but the ancient world is not as beautiful as you hear in the plane below. You can ascend to the ancient times, He can be considered a genius, but if you are still so arrogant in the ancient times, I don’t think you can go much far in the ancient times.”
The thin old man stared at He Lang with his eyes, with a hint of warning in his tone.
He Lang looked at him with some surprise. Isn’t this old man talking too much? Have you said so much?
He Lang shook his head and said, "Old man, there is something you said wrong. I don't agree with you very much. I used to be invincible in the lower position you said. Now that I am in the ancient times, I still know how to do it. Invincible."
He Lang's tone was full of confidence, which made the old man sense an indescribable aura, which made him recall the past and finally found the source of that aura.
When his life was short, he also had such an aura, feeling that he could change the world and that there was no difficulty in the world that could stop him.
That is the vitality of young people!
The momentary touch made him a little stunned, and he sensed a touch of his mind, which made his soul jump and his realm relaxed.
The sudden opportunity made the old man extremely excited. "I used to be like you. Unfortunately, under the erosion of time, I realized that there are too many things in this world that cannot be achieved by humans.
You may not know, In this ancient world, our human race is just the bottom of all races. Whether it is the gods in the heavenly realm or the demon gods of Jiuyou, they are all feeding on our human race and oppressing and enslaving the human race in the ancient world.
For billions of years, I have been looking forward to someone who can change such an ending. You ascenaries are the hope of our human race...
I have said a little too much today. Since you have no other problems, then Follow me to the Martial Arts Temple, which has martial arts created by our geniuses of all generations. You can choose some of them to practice. In the next three years, the Temple will help you and help you grow up. "
The old man cleaned up his mentality, and then reached out to take He Lang to the Martial Arts Temple.
"The old man led the way. "
He Lang dodged his hand, which made the old man slightly stunned.
This is not that he wants to show off.
Okay! It's indeed a show-off!
But he was not pretending to be brainless, but deliberately showed his strength so that he could gain more convenience in the next trip to the temple.
He didn't have the intention to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. He thought he was a tiger and there was no need to hide it. "You are really beyond my expectations." After the old man said that, he glanced at He Lang, turned around and flew away.
He Lang followed him slowly, making the old man pay more and more attention to him.
The ancient land was extremely wide. After flying for a while, they arrived at their destination.
A giant peak of Tiantian that is thousands of feet high and has an area of tens of thousands of square kilometers at the bottom appeared in front of He Lang.
At the top of the giant peak is a flat land of thousands of square meters. Above the giant peak is an ancient temple made of huge stones. Just the gate is more than eighty feet high, and the door post is purely from Some rough huge rocks make up, from the outside, the entire palace is as complete. At the top of the gate is an ancient seal character "Wu".
"This temple is the martial arts temple of our human race. Whoever you see outside is the ascetics in the temple."
While flying, the old man introduced He Lang the background of the temple.
The old man took He Lang to the door of the temple, and then the old man respectfully bowed to the existence who was sitting in the gate of the temple and said, "Sir, I have brought the ascension tribe members." br>
Hearing the old man's words, the temple waiter opened his star-like eyes and looked at the two of them. "Sword Nu, are you sure you're not mistaken?"
After looking at He Lang, the temple waiter suddenly exuded a powerful pressure and pressed against He Lang and the old man.
The old man was pressed to the ground in a flash, while He Lang was still standing on the ground, as if the pressure of the temple attendant did not exist to him at all.
Around He Lang, a clear air filled with air, resisting the pressure of the temple attendants, and at the same time protecting the old man in the clear air. As the clear air flowed, the pressure of the temple attendant was directly dissolved invisibly.
"I am indeed the ascenator who has just ascended to the ancient world. Fellow Daoist Sword has not lie to you."
The temple waiter looked at the clear air that filled He Lang's body. , sneered in his eyes: "Then what explanation do you have for your magical power?"
"When I was not ascending, people in the martial arts world called me Dao Zun. This magical power was also understood by me in the lower plane. Why, can't you do it?" He Lang said as he spread his hands. , with a look of no, no, no, no, no.
The temple waiter had no expression of indifference, did not speak, and his body of pressure did not dissipate. However, he did not take action, but a divine thought came from the depths of the temple.
The next moment, several vast divine thoughts came from the depths of the temple, and then a golden light appeared in the void, illuminating the waves.
He Lang did not sense malice in it, so he did not take action. This light is a kind of exploration spell that can tell whether it is a human race from the soul breath to the origin of the body.
"It's indeed my human race's clan. It's amazing, it's really amazing. Is my human race really waiting for hope?"
"Gender, you can watch any martial arts in the temple at will. And spells, I hope you don’t let down the expectations of my waiting.”
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one bar, one bar!
A few divine thoughts fell, and a holy seal condensed in the void, which fell into He Lang's hands, and several divine thoughts also returned to the depths of the temple.
A slight fluctuation appeared in the ruthless eyes of the temple attendant, and then he opened the door of the temple and walked into it with He Lang.
With such a big noise, no one of the practitioners outside the temple was alarmed and was still trapped in deep asceticism.
In the temple, there are many channels, and there are even more powerful cultivators, each of which exudes a vast aura.
Walking to the main hall passage, the temple attendant looked at He Lang and asked, "Dao Zun, it is the place where martial arts and magic are stored in the temple of our human race. You can observe it at will."
"Yes."
The saint He Lang opened the door, and then He Lang walked into it and disappeared into the vast sea of books.
His divine thoughts instantly covered the martial arts and magic in the temple, and recorded those martial arts and magic in his heart. Countless martial arts and magic knowledge were turned into his foundation.
Deep in the temple, several figures were quietly watching He Lang's actions.
It didn't take too long that He Lang turned all the martial arts and magic of the temple into his own power.
The martial arts and magic in the temple were all created by the ancient human race. After the creation of the ancient human race, some of which were left here from generation to generation. Some of them were complete martial arts, and some were not completed. It was just a creative idea, but it was a dream that came to He Lang's mind. Among them, these techniques are constantly deducing and improving, transcending the original shackles. "It seems that my wisdom is really limitless!" He Lang sighed in his heart.
After doing all this, He Lang walked towards a corner of the Martial Arts Hall of the Holy Temple, where there was a person who was carefully pondering the secrets in his hand. He Lang guessed that he should be the protagonist Feng Yun Wuji after ascending.
Because the secret in this person's hand is the method that Feng Yun Wuji will spread across the ancient times in the future, and the great sword body technique of mind. "Brother, are you going to practice this technique?" He Lang walked to Feng Yun Wuji's side and suddenly spoke.
Feng Yun Wuji was watching his mind as he was immersed in his mind. When he heard the sudden sound of words in his ears, he subconsciously pinched a sword finger and shot a series of sword energy at He Lang. When he realized where this was , stopped quickly.
"Be careful!" Feng Yun Wuji saw that He Lang had no reaction and quickly reminded him.
Then he saw his sword energy approaching He Lang and suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before. "Brother Tai, I'm sorry, you suddenly spoke. I was addicted to martial arts and didn't react for a while. I was in the low-key way of Fengyun Wuji, how do you call Brother Tai?"
Fengyun Wuji apologized to He Lang.
"Just call me He Lang. I heard from the temple's guide that someone ascended before me. I saw you just now in the temple and thought it was you, so I came here to see you. , understand and understand.”
Hearing He Lang's words, Feng Yun Wuji was stunned for a moment: "Brother is also the closest ascenator?"
"Yes, I guess it's not long before we ascend to the sky!"
"That's true." Feng Yun Wuji quite agreed with He Lang's words when he heard this.
Then the topic, the two of them were very speculative.
"I also think this sword-body technique is indeed more suitable for your sword-like art. It is really good to choose to practice this technique."
When talking about the sword-body technique of mind, He Lang also evolved the sword-body technique of mind that he understood, which greatly touched Feng Yun Wuji.
"When you have finished practicing the Ideological Sword Body Technique and the Nine-Turn Life and Death Mystery, we can go out for a trip together."
"Yes!" Feng Yun Wuji agreed directly. .
He Lang walked into the retreat deep in the temple and met the masters of the previous great divine thoughts. "Dao Zun, have you chosen the martial arts you want to practice?"
A skinny old man looked at He Lang walking towards him and opened his eyes. His eyes were as dazzling as two suns.
He is the foundation of this human martial arts temple, a terrifying strong man who is close to the supreme realm. "It's already chosen." He Lang didn't say that he had thoroughly understood the martial arts and spells. "So do you think you can still be invincible with the ancient times?"
The god-level existence looked at He Lang with a faint gaze and asked in a calm tone.
"Of course, but I think the cultivation of the ancient human race is too backward. If we want to change our human race's situation in the ancient times, we need innovation."
He Lang looked at this person The old man said.
(This chapter ends)