In the shattered air, a "door" appeared, and a person jumped out of the "door".

The man sat on a palm-sized winged tiger, wearing a purple and gold short robe that was popular in the early years of Emperor Zichen, wearing a high crown, a yellow face and an eagle nose, and a long snow-white beard, and he looked to be over 100 years old. After Liu Yun crossed the "door" and looked at the "door", he only saw a vast sea with three isolated islands, which was clearly visible, but it seemed to be another world separated by 108,000 miles.

"Today, this god has a fate with you. Boy, your last name is very good, don't report it quickly! The white-bearded old man squinted at Liu Yun, then yawned and said lazily.

Liu Yun didn't hear it, just stared blankly at his fist.

Breaking through the void with one punch, this is the legendary ability to break through the void, how could it happen to you?

"Boy, what are you in a daze? Don't hurry up and pay homage to this god! The white-bearded old man snorted and shouted in displeasure.

Liu Yun came back to his senses, he looked at the white-bearded old man riding a winged tiger, bent over, and said respectfully: "The kid has seen the great god." ”

"No courtesy." The white-bearded old man said in an old-fashioned manner: "You are a child of the Feng family." Thousands of years have passed, and the Feng family has only produced a decent talent like you for generations, which is a pity. If Master Feng knows, I don't know what his old man will become. ”

Liu Yun's face was calm, and he looked like a valley of humility, but he couldn't stop sneering in his heart. Regardless of whether this strange old man is a man or a god, in just two sentences, most of the details will be exposed, naïve to the extreme, and he is really alive to a dog at an age.

"Exactly, under the surname Feng Mingyun, the god is really clever. If the younger generation guesses wrong, the relationship between the gods and the ancestors will be irreversible. Liu Yun learned the demeanor of the children of the great family, and said meticulously: "I look at the spirit of the majesty, graceful, and elegant, I must be a heroic figure who does not lose the ancestors." I don't know if the god has a high name, can I tell him. ”

The white-bearded old man was overjoyed by Liu Yun's serious sycophant, laughing so much that he couldn't stop for a while, coughed twice, and said with a red face: "You kid is also a little smart, and your guess is pretty much the same." I do have a close relationship with Feng Lao and your ancestors, he broke the void barrier thousands of years ago, ascended to seek the gods, but he couldn't let go of the descendants, so he refined the Xuanmiao Gate, and ordered me to guard here, waiting for someone destined to appear. ”

"Mystic Gate?" Liu Yun looked curious.

"Hehe, boy, you're still tender, there are a lot of things you don't know." The white-bearded old man raised his chin and gestured to the door with a white light flashing in the air: "The void has a barrier, like a huge mountain that stretches thousands of miles through a cave and leaves a mark in it, so that things can be stored in the cave without being discovered by others. And because only those who break through the void realm and master the mysteries of martial arts can do it, this void cave is also called the Xuanmiao Gate. Got it, boy? ”

Mystic Gate, Void Barrier

Liu Yun kept it in mind and nodded: "The kid understands, the mark left by the ancestor to open the Xuanmiao Gate is the complete "Thirteen Strikes of the Heavens". ”

"Count you as a little bit of a Wu surname." The white-bearded old man snorted, closed his eyes and nodded.

"But the kid still has a few questions. First, in addition to the ancestors, do the rest of the Void Breaking Supreme Strongest also have mysterious doors. Second, where did the ancestors go after they broke the void? Third, whether the kid can enter the mysterious door to see. Liu Yun asked.

"There are so many questions!" The white-bearded old man was a little impatient, and he waved his hand and said, "Why do you want to know so much?" You just need to know that now that the Mystic Gate is in my hands, your physical body naturally cannot enter, and only gods such as me can enter and exit freely. Master Feng left you a cloth towel and two scrolls. I'm tired tonight, wait until tomorrow morning to get a good meal for this god, hehe, find a few more beauties to accompany me, and I'll take the things to you. ”

As he spoke, the white-bearded old man yawned, turned the tiger's head and was about to fly back to the Xuanmiao Gate.

"There are beautiful women in the sky."

Liu Yun's voice sounded in his ears, the old man was stunned, suddenly got up, and looked up at the sky: "Where is the beauty?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Blood Sword flew by, cutting him in two.

"Boom!"

Liu Yun dispersed the essence blood sword, and his face was gloomy.

"Sure enough, it's a spirit. Dare to call yourself a god, I don't understand anything when I really think of Yun Ye. ”

Liu Yun said coldly, his eyes fell to the ground, and he saw two dead trees lying horizontally in a milky white blood stain.

The legendary things happened one after another, from "Thirteen Strikes of the Heavens", to Jiang Xiaomonkey, to the little old man turned into a wood spirit in front of him, Liu Yun was no longer surprised. The legend of the spirits has never been broken in the Tianque Continent, and it is said that most of the spirits do not have much ability except for mastering some tricks, such as stealth through walls, etc. Their strength is even weaker, and adult spirits only have the power of 10,000 catties, not to mention martial arts, even some big men with great strength can catch them. There is also a legend that some martial arts cultivators with great magical powers, a handprint can turn birds, insects, fish and beasts, plants, trees, flowers and stones into essence.

And in the era of the Sage Emperor, the world is the only one who respects things, abandons strange powers and disorders, and the spirits are like strange birds and beasts, gradually disappearing from the mainland stage.

"It seems that history is not only the official history recorded in books, but also all kinds of legends."

Liu Yun muttered to himself, he reached out and grabbed the winged tiger who was about to escape back to the Xuanmiao Gate, and stroked it gently: "The old man is dead, and you are the head of the Xuanmiao Gate." Kitten, don't you want to be accompanied by a beautiful woman and serve food? ”

"Roar!"

The winged tiger, which was smaller than a kitten, roared tremblingly, rubbing Liu Yun's fingers, and was cute and cute.

"Then don't go yet! Take out the stuff for Lao Tzu! Liu Yun grabbed the winged tiger and threw it into the Xuanmiao Gate.

Entering the Xuanmiao Gate, the winged tiger suddenly became larger, as if a large yellow cloud was piled up on the ocean. Then he slapped his paw at the island and mountain in the ocean, and the island and mountain cracked, revealing the cloth towel and scroll hidden in it. The winged tiger flew out of the Xuanmiao Gate, handed the cloth towel and the scroll in his mouth to Liu Yun, and then lowered his eyebrows and squealed like an invitation.

Grabbing the first scroll, Liu Yun looked down.

On the title page of the scroll are two words, Inner Demon.

Liu Yun browsed roughly, and what was described in the volume was not martial arts, but the martial arts experience that Feng Zhenlei had accumulated throughout his life. He was afraid that after discovering the secret of the "Heavenly Treasure", the Feng family's mind would be unstable after he switched from the righteous path to the demon path, so he spent a lot of pen and ink focusing on describing how to survive the catastrophe of the demons.

"Not bad, yes, it can corroborate with my Fengyue Sect's mental method."

Liu Yun said as he opened the second scroll.

A line was written on the first page of this volume: After a certain void, he went incognito, wandered the world, traveled to all corners of the 100,000-mile sky for a hundred years, went through all kinds of strange things, and then corroborated each other with Zichen's statement, and finally got the truth.

"The truth?"

Liu Yun was slightly curious and flipped back.

"In the early years of Tianyong, there was an idler Li Yi in the west of the river, who was not good at reading, and finally said that he was wandering in the township, and his neighbors were evil. Li Yi tasted humanity, he was originally a star in the sky, and today he has been peaceful, and he should return. The neighbors despised it, ridiculed it in private, and laughed at Li Xingjun. Li Yi's parents have passed away, Li Yi is not good at work and evil in the township, there is no help, some people have seen him catch rats and eat raw. In another three years, all the neighbors heard thunder, rolling like a tide, and when they saw a clear sky and no clouds, everyone was strange. At night, the children of the whole village cried and cried, and some neighbors asked, and the children only dreamed of a long python and flew and jumped into the stars. The next day, the villagers did not see Li Yi's house, and there was a pit nearby, the pit was as huge as a lake, and it had sunk into a hundred acres of fertile land, and it was bottomless, and the rat skin bird feathers floated on it.

The moon was like water, and Liu Yun's calm eyes were lightly rolled, and after reading the first story, he continued to turn the pages, and the subsequent chapters were all such absurd stories.

"Ridiculous, so mysterious."

Liu Yun closed the curl again, looked up at the bright moon outside the window, and his expression changed.

There are many absurd legends, and future generations only talk about their predecessors.

As for Liu Yun, he didn't really scoff at the stories described by the sages of the Demon Gate. It's just that at the moment, he has focused all his energy on Qi Jing, and he has no time to distract from other things, let alone think about the so-called truth.

After calming down, Liu Yun set his eyes on the last cloth towel.