Da!

Da!

Da!

The sound of footsteps that seemed to be stepping on the depths of the heart echoed inside and outside this remote long street, as if there was a long-term scene of the heart, floating from the depths of the heart.

And together, the mind is like a torrent that has opened the floodgates, and it continues to spread with this footstep.

This is how Xia Yang felt at this moment.

The sound of footsteps alone can evoke a lot of memories that have arisen in the past, and even seem to be able to peek into the deep thoughts of one's own heart.

What a terrifying power this is?

Between the lightning and flint, Xia Yang's eyes turned into a ball of light, as if burning all distracting thoughts, turning all thoughts into nothingness.

His face had already become extremely solemn, and he felt that the Taishang Dao Duan Zhen in front of him was stronger than anyone he had seen before!

Even the coercion that Fang felt in Zhao Zhou's inn only made him feel so strong that he couldn't understand it, but he would be able to break it one day.

But Duan Zhen, who was walking towards him at this moment, made him shake a little in the depths of his heart for no reason.

This inexplicable mood made him have to relax his mind for a moment.

"You know me?"

Xia Yang spoke in a deep voice, and at the same time, a torrent of loud sounds like gold and stone crashing was set off in his words, and a curtain of golden light appeared around him, resisting Duan Zhen who was walking step by step.

Under the sympathy of this qi, he had to open his mouth to make a sound, breaking the other party's sudden immense aura.

"I don't know."

At this moment, Duan Zhen shook his head slightly and responded.

His steps did not stop, even though his surroundings were already covered with golden light, but he did not use any strength, as if he was walking on the street, walking on his own.

"Then why are you here?"

Xia Yang's eyelids moved slightly, and he found that the other party's aura did not decrease but increased after the golden light spread, and it seemed to be more and more majestic.

But this time, Duan Zhen didn't answer his words directly.

Click.

Click.

Click.

The sound of footsteps continued to echo through the street, and it wasn't until the two of them were less than thirty paces apart that Duan Zhen stopped.

He looked at Xia Yang, his eyes were calm, and said:

"In the entire Yongjing City and even Zhongzhou, only here is the martial arts heart soaring, so I came."

"I see."

When Xia Yang heard this, he couldn't help but bow slightly.

The golden light around him was once again a little richer, as if it was about to evolve again and turn into substance.

Taishang Dao Duan Zhen turned out to be a martial artist.

And the martial arts contained in it are not below him at all, and even... Stronger!

That kind of mind seems to stop roaring and roaring all the time, and sweep towards itself in a roaring attitude!

"Have you ever cultivated a national art?"

And at this moment, Duan Zhen suddenly asked, and there seemed to be a little nostalgia in his voice.

His eyes fell on Xia Yang's body, as if he was looking through Xia Yang and looking at a story from a long time ago.

"The foundation of life."

Xia Yang nodded, his voice still low:

"At the end of the year, I was fortunate to be taught by Mr. Li Luoneng, Mr. Dong Haichuan, Mr. Taiji Yang Luchan, and Mr. Wu Yuxiang, so that I could walk out of the floating world and indulge in the world."

In this passage, Xia Yang said extremely gently, but the firmness and precipitation in the words seemed to be an ancient god who had been sitting and lying for thousands of years, and was slowly speaking and saying his life.

"It turned out to be these gentlemen, but unfortunately, I was not lucky enough to meet them."

After Duan Zhen heard Xia Yang's words, his eyes drooped slightly, and he seemed to regret that he couldn't see the four people that the other party said.

But in the next moment, he continued to speak:

"In that case, let's take a hand."

Let's take a hand.

This sentence, which I haven't heard for a long time, made Xia Yang pause slightly as soon as it came out of Duan Zhen's mouth.

He seemed to recall the story of the mysterious curiosity he had just obtained and entered the first world.

It was a chaotic era when mountains and rivers were broken, and it was also a history that cannot be forgotten in memory.

He was fortunate to be taught by a group of national art masters at that time, and laid the foundation step by step, so that he completely stepped into the path of cultivation.

Along the way, his heart has never changed.

"Okay."

After a long time, Xia Yang nodded, dispersing the golden light and shadow surrounding him.

He sank his shoulders slightly, and his feet were flat on the ground, as if he had stood up in an extremely ordinary way.

But Duan Zhen's eyes lit up, and he also restrained the momentum around his body, holding the arc with one hand, as if he was brewing something.

As soon as the two of them met, they both felt the strong martial arts intentions of both sides, and even their cultivation was almost the same.

And at this moment, he took the initiative to give up all the vast power that could destroy mountains and cities, catch stars and moons, and instead suppressed his cultivation to the minimum, and wanted to use the method of national art at the end of the year.

The two of them were like ordinary people who had just stepped into cultivation, and they didn't release the slightest bit of qi, but just looked at each other so bluntly.

"This style, at first, originated from the Eight Extremes of Xingyi and Tai Chi Bagua, and then combined with all my martial arts, called Thorough Heaven."

Xia Yang spoke slowly, but his body became more and more lazy and relaxed.

At first glance, his pile method looked so ordinary that there were almost no bright spots, as if it was the most ordinary standing pile.

But the moment Duan Zhen saw it, he had a hint of solemnity.

That ordinary standing posture, ordinary starting posture, but like a spring sinking, the force stepped towards the eighteen netherworld hells, suppressing all the evil and evil intentions, and the heavenly court rushed into the sky, and the divine will swept into the ninefold firmament Xuantian, dominating the gods and spirits of the sky!

Martial arts heart seal, through the sky!

The intention revealed by this stump is even higher than the overturning seal in terms of conception alone!

The vast mind that was like ten thousand gods and immortals on his head and all the demons and evil under his feet was rushing to the depths of Duan Zhen's heart.

"Where is the earth?"

And at this moment, Duan Zhen suddenly spoke, as if he was puzzled.

Stepping on the eighteen-fold hell and the nine-fold sky above the head, but in this mind, where is the world?

"This punch is the world."

As soon as Duan Zhen's words fell, he saw Xia Yang stretch out a punch.

This punch did not bring a trace of wind, nor did it break through the air and set off a sonic boom.

It seems to be an ordinary fist swing to the extreme, and it is also like the other party's lazy stump, without any threat.

But Duan Zhen raised the arc that had been held in his palm between the lightning and flint.

"Bang!"

The fists and palms intersected, and only a crisp sound was emitted, like two street lazy men swinging their fists to each other to block, which was extremely ordinary.

No one could see what force their fists collided with.

But inside and outside the surrounding streets, there was not the slightest sound, and even the sound of the wind seemed to freeze and no longer circulate.

The two of them were silent for a long time, as if the power triggered by this fist and palm still had no end.

In the end, Xia Yang's eyes flashed, and a smile appeared on his face:

"The Nine Heavens, the Nine Netherworlds, and the Wo Sha Ren are all in your hands."

He withdrew his fist and looked at Duan Zhen's clenched arc, as well as his own hands, and his laughter became more and more intense.

It was as if I had seen an incomparably lofty Fa, and it was as if I had seen a more transcendent Dao.

For a while, the laughter was endless.

And this time the two of them joined hands, and they actually came out with a punch and a palm, and it ended like this.

"What's the name of this seal?"

After a long howl, Xia Yang asked Duan Zhen in a deep voice, and his words were solemn and respectful.

With just this punch and a palm, he knew that he had fallen into the upper hand, and he understood the other party's martial arts intentions.

Rao is that he has achieved the position of a god for a short time, but he also has to admire the true heart and courage of the current period.

This young boy who was only fourteen or fifteen years old didn't seem to think that he would lose at the beginning, but directly used a hand-holding method to let him see the way of this seal.

He came back to his senses carefully, only to feel that the footsteps of the other party when he came seemed to be attracting all his strength, as if he wanted to mobilize him to the best and strongest state before making a move.

is also a martial artist, Xia Yang naturally saw that Duan Zhen already had a boundless spirit that would be invincible from now on!

"This seal is called, the Primordial Chapter."

And at this moment, Duan Zhencai lowered his palm slightly, and the arc he was pinching gradually dispersed.

He also smiled, didn't say anything more, and just turned around and left the long street.

"The Primordial Chapter...."

On the cold street, Xia Yang nodded slowly, and stood on the side of the road, not moving forward.

The sounds, colors, lights and shadows around him gradually returned, and the sunlight pierced through the clouds from the far sky and fell on him.

And the shouts and shouts rose one after another, and the thick meaning of the red dust world rose more and more.

It's just that Xia Yang muttered the four words of the primordial chapter in his mouth, sometimes frowning, sometimes stretching.

"Through the heavens and the earth, all in the primordial seal."

In the end, Xia Yang sighed faintly and gradually moved away.

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