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A white jade paved, carved jade square, the sculpture of Taixuan Zhenren stands tall, immortal.

Next to its sculpture, a stone monument stands.

The stele is about two meters high, the whole body is dark cyan, even if the endless years have passed, there is no sign of weathering, on the stele surface, the clear seal carver two rows of vigorous and powerful characters.

"Wujiang Taixuan, became famous at a young age, spanned his life, invincible, did not taste defeat, sighed that when there was no one in the world, he was fortunate to meet the king of war Yi Wuyan, and fought with him, regardless of victory or defeat, so far he became a confidant, very relieved. ”

"I, dedicated to martial arts, never married, want to step on the peak of martial arts, but no one, the martial arts road will eventually have a head, and now the limit is approaching, so I will learn all my life in the array, and I will pass on the ...... of future generations."

"It turns out that Taixuan's real name is Jiang Taixuan, and he is also a friend of Shizun Zhanwang. ”

In front of the stone stele, Yang Xuan stopped to watch, his eyes flashing.

He had long felt that Taixuan Zhenren should know the King of War, after all, the two existed in the same era, and now they can see the monument, and they know that the two not only know each other, but even make friends, but unfortunately the King of War died first, leaving Taixuan Zhenren alone.

However, the years are ruthless, and no matter how high Taixuan Zhenren's cultivation is, he will not be able to die after all......

"Wait, big array!"

Yang Xuan remembered something, walked around the stone tablet, and saw a formation platform not far away.

The array platform is five zhang square, there are two zhang high, the whole body is white like jade, the face diamond is engraved with dense and complex lines, profound and obscure, full of ancient meaning.

"This is the inheritance platform, your father's creation is not small, at least half an hour, more than an hour, you can get the inheritance of Taixuan Zhenren. ”

The Purgatory Boy flew out of the Purgatory Sword, looked at the inheritance platform and then at the sculpture of Taixuan Zhenren, and asserted, "There is a source power in the sculpture, and after your father absorbs it, his cultivation will definitely progress by leaps and bounds." ”

Yang Xuan's body trembled, and he didn't say a word, looking at the figure of the inheritance platform in a daze.

It was a young man, dressed in blood-stained white, with a body like a mountain, and a calm breath.

His beard was scruffy and unkempt, and he had obviously not taken care of it for a long time.

Rao is like this, and it can be vaguely seen that his facial features are somewhat similar to Yang Xuan, but the outline is harder and more mature.

At this time, he sat on the ground, his eyes closed, as if he was feeling something, he was unaware of the outside world, and he forgot about things, it was Yang Xuan's father Yang Tian, whom he hadn't seen for many years.

The moment he saw Yang Tian, Yang Xuan's eyes moistened.

Compared with five or six years ago, Yang Tian has changed a lot.

Not only did his face change a lot, but his black hair also turned white and lacklustre.

"My hair is all white......"

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, just because he hasn't reached the sad place.

Looking at Yang Tian's vicissitudes of life and full of white hair, Yang Xuan, as his son, couldn't control it anymore, and his tears flowed for a long time, soaking through his clothes.

Yang Tian, who is now eight in Chinese New Year's Eve, has not yet reached forty, is the golden age of a man, and his blood is vigorous.

If you haven't experienced any blows, how can you grow old and gray before you get old?

Yang Xuan understands that this must be inseparable from himself.

After all, two or three months ago, he had been beaten into the void crack by the dream that occupied Qin Lan's body, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

And when Yang Tian learned of this bad news, the blow he suffered can be imagined.

In addition, another factor may be that something happened to her mother Helian Qian, which caused her father to be traumatized and gray overnight.

"Oh my God, is that sculpture!?"

"There is no doubt that it must be a real person who is too Xuan, quick, the Taiyin Divine Water is definitely in the mountain. ”

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the distance, breaking the silence of the world.

"Dad, you can understand it here with peace of mind, rest assured, there are children here, no one wants to disturb you. ”

Yang Xuan knelt on his knees, kowtowed to Yang Tian three times, and then got up suddenly, a pair of eyes as sharp as a sword, breathtaking.

Without delay, he took off his shadow cloak, changed into a snow-white robe, and walked down the stone steps, intending to stop those who tried to climb the mountain on his own.

This has to be said to be a crazy thing, but he has the ability to do it, because this mountain peak imprisons the sea of qi, and the martial artist can only rely on the physical body.

And if he relied on his physical body alone, it would be difficult for a person as strong as a divine power realm to compete with him.

Perhaps, only a powerhouse of the Divine Power Realm can bring him a threat if he urges the martial spirit.

But it doesn't matter, he still has the war puppets handed down from the ancient era, once the physical body and the war puppet are one, the whole body is invulnerable, and the strength is infinite, whether it is physical defense or physical strength, it will increase exponentially, enough to suppress any martial artist below the Supreme Cultivation Realm.

Not he boasted of this peak.

He, Yang Xuan, is invincible!

"Be careful, no flying here!"

"Ahh

Below, there was an exclamation, and the people who came had no power to resist, and they were all suppressed by the terrifying force field.

A few people were caught off guard, fell on the spot, ate a nose of ash, and were embarrassed.

At the same time, some people found that the foot of the mountain was in a mess, a large number of elixirs were swept away, and only a few broken roots remained, and they immediately became angry and shouted, "Who, who the hell, actually dug up all the spiritual grass." ”

"These elixirs must be priceless!"

"Damn, who the hell did that!?"

The crowd came back to their senses, cursing incessantly.

Soon, someone noticed something, pointed at Fang and shouted, "Look, there's someone over there!"

"Where!?" The crowd looked up in unison, and faintly saw the stone steps hundreds of feet high, and a figure stood there, like a rock, motionless.

"A young boy!"

"This kid is so fast, he was the first to come to this peak!"

"Your grandfather's, he must have looted the elixir. ”

"Not only that, maybe the Taiyin Divine Water was also taken away by him. ”

"Let's go, go and let him spit out all the elixir and Taiyin Divine Water. ”

For the sake of the elixir and the legendary Taiyin Divine Water, the crowd climbed the stone steps in groups and rushed violently.

On the stone steps on the mountainside, the cold wind was blowing, and a man in white had black hair flying and an indifferent expression, it was Yang Xuan.

He stood still, unaware of the noise.

It's just that in him, the killing intent is getting stronger.

"Boy, you can't escape, just stand there and don't move. ”

"Haha, if you look closely, he's all scared stupid. ”

A group of 100 people was fast, and after a short time, they stopped on the stone steps seven or eight meters below Yang Xuan, led by an old man in blue with a rickety figure.

Due to the imbarration of the sea of qi, the martial artist's body did not fluctuate in his vitality, and Yang Xuan couldn't see the cultivation of the old man in blue.

But on this mountain peak, no matter how high the cultivation is, it is useless, he only needs to guard against the martial soul of the strong man of the Divine Power Realm, of course, the premise is that the old man in blue is a strong man of the Divine Power Realm, and he has awakened a powerful martial soul.

Otherwise, not only would he not be able to snatch the elixir from him, but he would have to pay the price with his life.

"Boy, don't pretend to be stupid there, the old man asks you, have you dug up those elixirs at the foot of the mountain?"

The old man in blue was the first to speak and asked coldly.

Yang Xuan's face did not change, he glanced down at him, and said lightly, "That's right, the elixir below was indeed included in the storage ring by me." ”

"And Taiyin Divine Water, but in you?" The old man in blue narrowed his eyes into a slit, his eyes were shining, and he stared at Yang Xuan.

"I haven't seen Taiyin Divine Water. Yang Xuan shook his head and told the truth.

"Taiyin Shenshui didn't say it first, if he wanted to live, he immediately threw down the storage ring. Although the old man in blue felt that Yang Xuan was too calm, but Yang Xuan's age was there, and he didn't pay much attention to it, and opened his mouth to ask for his storage ring.

"Why did I give it to you because of my storage ring?" Yang Xuan said lightly.

"Let you hand it over to you, less. Someone shouted.

This is a young man, in his twenties, dressed in dark green brocade, who looks like a jade tree in the wind, handsome and extraordinary, but when he speaks, he is extremely domineering and arrogant.

Yang Xuan was not angry, his eyes were calm, and he looked at him calmly, "What are you again, let me hand it over?"

In a word, the voice is not loud, but it hurts.

The young man had an extraordinary background, his face was gloomy on the spot, his chest rose and fell, and he said in a cruel voice, "Boy, I have to say that you are very bold, since my debut Zhao Mingyu, few people dare to provoke, let alone talk to me like this." ”

"Zhao Mingyu?"

Yang Xuan pondered for a while, then shook his head, "I'm sorry, I've never heard of it, what's the matter, are you famous?"

"Gollum ......" The crowd swallowed their saliva secretly, they never thought that the boy in white who was not amazing in front would dare to humiliate Zhao Mingyu like this.

Who is Zhao Mingyu?

He is a true disciple of the inner sect of the Blood Demon Sect, a well-known young Tianjiao in the state, with the cultivation of the Four Heavens of the Guiyi Realm, and his combat power far exceeds that of cultivation.

Although the sea of qi is imprisoned here, who can be called a person who is not physically strong?

It can be said that even if he loses his cultivation, Zhao Mingyu can sweep any martial artist below the Guiyi Realm with his physical body.

And in their group of people, their strength is only slightly inferior to the old man in blue.

"You dare to humiliate me!?" Zhao Mingyu's face turned blue and he was furious.

As Tianjiao, he is famous and known all over the world, but the boy in the face bluntly said that he didn't know him, isn't this a slap in the face or what?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, his robe fluttered, and his killing intent was released, sweeping the whole audience, kicking up fallen leaves all over the ground, making many people nearby retreat again and again, not daring to get too close to him.

"I really haven't heard of your name, is it possible that telling the truth has also become a humiliation for you?"

Yang Xuan was angry and funny, although Yun Tiange had introduced him to many young Nanban Tianjiao, but there were many Nanban sects, and there were countless geniuses in each sect, and it was impossible for Yun Tiange to introduce them one by one.

If Zhao Mingyu is said, Yun Tiange has never mentioned it, so Yang Xuan naturally doesn't know it.

"Interesting, it looks like you don't really know me. ”

Although he saw that Yang Xuan didn't look like he was acting, Zhao Mingyu was still angry, and said coldly, "Boy, you look like a dog, and you are not an unknown person, why don't you sign up." ”

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