There was a dead silence all around, which was already deep under the pheasant mountain, which made the world even more silent at this moment.

At this time, Zhang Yang had already fallen into a state of confusion, only to see that his face was expressionless, he was settled, and his snort was inaudible, but every time he exhaled, there would be an interaction of spiritual energy inside and outside the body.

And when the aura in the mausoleum entered Zhang Yang's body, it was like a fish in water, and began to rush towards the surroundings frantically.

In an instant, the Qi Sutra in Zhang Yang's body, the eight veins, the limbs, and the hundred remains, almost occupied the spiritual energy with a concentration that almost reached the divine realm.

Call~

Zhang Yang opened his mouth slightly, and he was so comfortable that he breathed it out once, and the consciousness in his mind gradually became a lot clearer, and he began to faintly feel the movements around him.

And as the aura continued to pour into Zhang Yang's body, Zhang Yang's body also began to undergo significant changes, and the first thing that changed was his limbs.

At first, the flamboyant limbs, although they seemed to be thin and weak, were actually very powerful, and a punch, even if the opponent was a brown bear, was enough to shock back.

But this power is still very limited, and it is very limited, and there are serious after-effects after a punch.

Although he has such great strength, his body is not enough to support such a huge consumption.

And at this moment, the invasion of aura began to change the structure of his body little by little, and as the white light seeped in, the green tendons on his arms burst out, and the bars were as strong as dragons.

The muscles began to condense at a rate visible to the naked eye, and anyone watching from the sidelines would be frightened by this strange scene.

This is especially true for the strengthening of the legs.

After the limbs, it was the turn of the flamboyant body.

And this time, the speed was obviously much slower, and after a large amount of spiritual energy entered his body, he was suddenly entangled by a strange power.

That power came from the place where the dantian was flamboyant, exuding a faint golden light, revealing the sacred.

In the following period of time, the golden light guided the white aura to pour into Zhang Yang's body, all the way unimpeded, and soon spread all over the body.

There was a sudden breeze in the mausoleum, at first it was as thin as the sound of mosquitoes, and then it was centered on Zhang Yang, the more it blew, the more intense, the wind whistled, and there was a great tendency of wind and clouds.

Call~

Zhang Yang's body began to flicker and faint, the whole person was shrouded in white light, and the blood flow rate in all parts of his body increased sharply, so that it was obvious that he was breaking through the limit little by little.

Zhang Yang has reached the key to a breakthrough.

He was already a true person in the god realm, because he had cultivated the Ninth Generation's Duzun Gong, and he had gone through the Nine Generations to become an immortal, before his soul entered the mortal body, and his memory was sealed, and he ended up like this.

Now, his body has been baptized by aura, and his power back then can already be seen, as long as his strength is fully restored, he will definitely be able to ascend to the sky in one step and return to the divine realm.

Zhang Yang took a deep breath, calmed down the slightly agitated mood in his heart, and suddenly began to flash some strange memories in his mind.

Acupuncture, Immortal Medicine?

These words, which were originally very unfamiliar to him, were now like a movie, flashing quickly and vaguely in his mind.

Zhang Yang closed his eyes tightly, trying to see all this clearly, but found that it was in vain, those memories seemed to be in front of him, but in fact they were far away, and every time he tried to remember, they would become blank.

"No, my strength is not enough for me to open the memory of another life, it seems that this breakthrough is not enough!"

After trying a few times, Zhang Yang finally chose to give up, quickly returned to a state of concentration, and silently ran the Ninth World Duzun Gong, and the energy of his whole body jumped on the top of his head.

Rumble!

I only heard a muffled sound, and a strange wave scattered around Zhang Yang.

Suddenly, in the whole mausoleum, the wind and waves are calm, and everything is silent!

Breakthrough!

Late stage of Qi training!

As the fluctuations dissipated, Zhang Yang suddenly opened his eyes and tentatively clenched his fists.

Bang Bang Bang!

Suddenly, a series of crisp sounds like fried beans came out, and Zhang Yang looked at his fist with relief, hooked the corners of his mouth and laughed.

Long-lost strength, long-lost familiarity!

Although he had not used such a powerful spiritual power for thousands of years, Zhang Yang did not feel very surprised and unfamiliar, but only the kind of comfort and heroism that came from the heart.

Back then, in order to become an immortal, he could resolutely choose the Ninth World Duzun Gong, which no one dared to cultivate since the founding of the Divine Realm, which had already proved that he was a person who dared to dare to do things.

And it turns out that his choice is right, although he has not yet reached the last step, and the memory of the ninth world has not been fully recovered, but he believes that with his current efforts, it is only a matter of time before he returns to the top.

More importantly, his goal is not just to get back to the top.

What he wants to do is something that no one has ever done before, and there may be people in the future-

He wants to transcend the existence of gods and become the immortal who only exists in legends!

Whether immortals exist or not, this is a question that everyone will ask in the divine realm.

How common it is, just as people on earth often ask if there is a God.

And if God exists, it is naturally possible for the immortals!

Zhang Yang remembered how shocked and incredible his friends and apprentices were when they knew their decision.

They took turns to persuade Zhang Yang to give up this terrible idea, which is simply a road to death and no life.

"Yang, are you crazy, since the existence of the Ninth World Duzun Gong, no one dares to move, why do you want to take the sword sideways?"

She is known as the only woman in the god world who can be compared to the creation god for thousands of years, and the object of admiration of the whole god world.

If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon.

Her nobility, elegance, there is no one else in the whole god world!

However, Zhang Yang just smiled and shook his head at her persuasion.

He stood on top of his Divine Palace with his hands behind his back, looked at the crowd of beings below, and pouted: "When the Divine Realm existed, no one knows, these people have existed since the birth of the Divine Realm, and they don't know what it means to live for millions of years?"

"Isn't immortality bad, this is something that many mortals dream of, why do you want to kill yourself?"

Qunyu was puzzled, isn't it good to be alive, there is no birth, old age, sickness and death in the divine realm, there is no need to worry about lifespan, besides, he has achieved the supreme of the divine realm, there are almost no people in this world who can shake him.

"It's nothing, I'm a little tired of it, if I knew that Changsheng was so boring, I might as well be a mortal and taste the warmth and coldness of the world, than stay in this cold palace. ”

Zhang Yang smiled casually, turned around to look at the towering majestic and gorgeous palace behind him, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

It's cold from above, and he's lived here for hundreds of years!

Due to the supply of sufficient spiritual energy in the divine realm, everything in the world will hardly change in any way, and a small grass will still be a small grass after a hundred years, and there will be no change.

"You...... Is it really decided?"

Qunyu Zhenren couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, frowned, and looked at him seriously.

"Well, don't worry, I'll come back, and I've always felt that there are immortals in this world, and no one knows how the Ninth World's Duzun Gong came about, maybe it will be a road to becoming an immortal!"

Zhang Yang smiled easily, raised his head and drank the last sip of the gourd in his hand, and turned to leave.

"Really...... Will there really be immortals?"

Qunyu Zhenren muttered to himself, turned to look at Zhang Yang's departing back, and his eyebrows suddenly became very firm.

……

Call!

Zhang Yang exhaled softly, and the whole person came back to his senses from the past memory, and reached out to rub his head.

Those memories were already very unfamiliar to him, and although he had never forgotten everything about the divine realm, after all, it had been nearly thousands of years, and it was also a little blurry.

"Now that you've broken through, it's time to go out!"

Zhang Yang got up slowly, and those ants outside appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

He had expected that there would be a trap in advance, but he didn't expect that Old Ghost Guo would actually come up with a formation that could suppress the aura in his body, which was really beyond his expectations.

"But so what, now that I'm in the late stage of Qi training, I'm waiting for Xiao Xiaoxiao to die!"

Zhang Yang clenched his fists, and the crisp sound of fried beans sounded again, and he walked towards the door.

Swish!

Suddenly, just as he was about to step out of the main hall, a strange fluctuation appeared behind him.

Zhang Yang hurriedly turned around to look, and as soon as his eyes swept away, he felt that a white light flashed in front of him, and the speed was so fast that he couldn't react.

Burst!

Zhang Yang's figure retreated, his left hand covered his chest, his face changed, and he looked down at his upper body in disbelief.

I just ...... How dare you take a punch?

Seeing He, Zhang Yang was surprised that there was someone in the mausoleum, and his strength was far beyond him!

This, how is this possible?

Sonor!

At this time, a strange sonorous sound suddenly sounded in the entire hall, like a bell, far and deep, and it was this sound in all directions.

Zhang Yang looked around, frowned, and scanned every corner of the hall with a spirit of 120,000 points.

Swish!

Another sound of breaking the air sounded, and Zhang Yang's eyes were quick, and he quickly retreated as early as the moment the figure attacked in front of him.

At the same time, I saw his right hand pinching the tip sharply, and suddenly, a sword like a sharp blade burst out, exuding the momentum of thunder, and came out towards the elusive figure.

Click!

The sword light passed through the figure, and it stabbed into the ground at once, and then the breeze blew and disappeared, and the figure flew out dozens of meters with a bang, and stopped in mid-air like a ghost.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yang hurriedly took out a sword again and squeezed it in his hand, walked towards the light and shadow, and asked coldly, "Your Excellency is the tomb owner Guo Feng?"

The light and shadow were obviously stunned for a moment, and then gradually became clear, and a man in ancient robes with a feather fan on his head and a crown belt faintly appeared.

The man is about thirty years old, his eyes are bright, his expression is handsome, and he has the style of a wise man in ancient times.

When Zhang Yang saw this, he immediately understood a little, this person was the tomb owner Guo Feng, no, to be precise, it should be a remnant soul phantom left by Guo Feng to protect the mausoleum.

Probably this is the reason why Guo Lao Ghost is obviously guarding a golden mountain, but he can't get into it to get the inheritance, so he can only wander outside.