Bu Zhensheng really couldn't see the abnormality of this young man, and said with a smile: "The old man Bu Zhensheng, I didn't ask the son's surname Gao!"

Meng Yang only felt that his heart was beating very hard at this moment, just like the story that Bu Yunlong told him, this winery was his hometown. The seemingly ordinary old man in front of him, but in fact, made Meng Yang feel that his cultivation was as vast as the sea, and his cultivation must be a certain family elder of a drunken maniac. Meng Yang has always regarded himself as a disciple of the drunken madman Bu Yunlong, the so-called one day as a teacher and a father for life, he also thinks so. I still remember that before he was sent to the teleportation array that day, Master Aoki had said that although Bu Yunlong had not taught Meng Yang a move and a half, Meng Yang was a person who Bu Yunlong had spent almost ten years painstakingly cultivating, and he could be regarded as the descendant of Bu Yunlong. It turned out that the drunken madman Bu Yunlong was the sword saint who had been famous in the Demon Heaven. It's no wonder that in front of the City God Temple, the sword light that glimpsed was still hovering in Meng Yang's mind, and it was the only time he saw Bu Yunlong's shot.

The warp and weft clock is powerful, and the instrument sect that split from the Dao Sect is also extremely powerful, I still remember that day in front of the ice city, it was like the sword that flew from the sky, if it weren't for the full support of Master Aoki and Master Zi Yan, maybe Meng Yang would never have had the opportunity to enter the Demon Heaven to obtain the Book of Heaven. According to the reactions of Ye Wentian, the sect leader of the Ghost Sect, and the others, Meng Yang felt that the Ghost Dao senior who was taken into the Jingwei Bell with Bu Yunlong must have had some entanglement with these people in the Ghost Sect, and how could Bu Yunlong and Ghost Dao, the two most talented cultivators in the Demon Heaven, be sent to the same realm to act as the guardian of the plane seal at the same time? This in itself is unreasonable. The Ghost Sect ignored the matter of Jingwei Zhong, but the Sword Sect was already unable to protect itself, so only Meng Yang himself could find a way to save the two of them. With the lesson of the Ghost Sect, Meng Yang didn't dare to trust people easily, and he wasn't sure if the master in front of him called Bu Zhensheng would also have the same psychology as Ye Wentian and the others, if that was the case, he might as well not say it.

"In Xia Mengyang, from the Tianxuan Empire, I didn't expect Shicai to get lost for a while, and I am really sorry to disturb my predecessors by practicing the sword here!"

"The old man hasn't seen outsiders for 30 years, and it's fate that you and I meet today. The old man has the heart to find a quiet place to chat with Meng Gongzi, I wonder if Meng Gongzi will give the old man this opportunity?" Bu Zhen said, his voice was tepid, as if there was no trace of fireworks, and it was full of magic that people couldn't refuse.

Meng Yang nodded and said, "Then it's bothering." ”

The old man led the way from the front, Meng Yang followed behind him, Bu Zhensheng only took three steps, Meng Yang seemed to be enchanted, just staring at Bu Zhensheng's feet, and for a while he escaped into the magical realm of the unity of heaven and man.

But perhaps there are really few people who can walk like Meng Yang, and who can walk out of the mystical artistic conception of the unity of heaven and man! Fortunately, no one saw this at this time, and it seems that the path chosen by Bu Zhensheng is very secluded, and he has never met anyone along the way. The reason why Meng Yang suddenly escaped into the wonderful realm was precisely due to the influence of the mysteries of Bu Zhensheng's steps.

Bu Zhensheng took three steps, unhurried, not slow, not slow, but Meng Yang was like a magic spell, and his whole mind was instantly attracted into it, this situation was almost exactly the same as when he first entered the gate of cultivating immortals and saw the plaque of the ancestor of the Qinglian Gate in front of the Qinglian Gate Static Palace. Bu Zhensheng's steps couldn't see the gap, obviously step after step, but Meng Yang couldn't see the gap between the steps! As if he was flowing in one go, he couldn't see the slightest trace of obstruction, and it was this discovery that made Meng Yang suddenly enter the mystical realm of meditation.

At this moment of Mengyang, the divine soul was running at full speed, and almost all the divine consciousness was invoked, all concentrated in the mysteries of the pace of the vibrating sound, and the divine soul couldn't help but meditate and ponder, and it didn't stop for a moment. With the deepening of the visualization, his own footsteps began to slowly follow the grasp of the trace of mystery, simulated, and gradually had the charm of the three-step vibrating pace, speaking of which seemed to be a very long process, in fact, the two of them one after the other, along a flat bluestone path only walked out of a distance of 100 meters, which also made the step viring sound walking in front of him frightened.

This kind of magical step he performed, called "catching the moon step", is the secret of the Bu family, it is said to be from an ancient ancient book, nearly 10,000 years, hundreds of generations of the Bu family, only Bu Zhensheng and Bu Yunlong will "catch the moon step" practice. The reason why Bu Zhensheng is extremely shocking is entirely because of Meng Yang's performance. He took three steps, and Meng Yang had already advanced into the mystical state of the unity of heaven and man, he didn't know how many talented cultivators he had seen in his life, but he had never seen such a genius as Meng Yang who could be so fast, almost instantaneous anytime and anywhere. He remembered that the ancestor's essay on cultivation had mentioned that such a situation for a practitioner seemed to be called "Heavenly Enlightenment"! He was the most powerful of the cultivators, and no matter what he learned, he was very fast, and it was very good. He has been practicing for five hundred years to catch the moon before he reached the realm of today's Dacheng, Bu Yunlong has been practicing for eighteen years, because he has practiced to Dacheng, in comparison, Bu Yunlong's qualifications are undoubtedly the most outstanding in the 10,000-year history of the Bu family, but neither of them seems to be able to compare with the young man behind him. There is no comparison.

100 meters away, just watching, you can grasp the mystery of the moon step, and step out of the charm of the three-point moon step, this kind of understanding can be called against the sky. If it was not difficult to catch the moon, why was he so frightened? If it was easy to practice the moon catch, why did he need to persist in practicing for hundreds of years? If it was easy, the Bu family had no shortage of cultivation wizards, why was it only him and Bu Yunlong who could practice it? Bu Zhensheng actually had a heart of love for talent at this moment, originally the place where he took Meng Yang had arrived, but he did not stop, and continued to walk along the path, he wanted to see how much this young man could realize!

The path was winding, and before they knew it, the two had been walking on the secret path of the huge winery for nearly an hour, and in a roundabout way, a small pond appeared at the end of the path. Ten acres of small pond, the pool water is not prosperous, the pool is dotted with a few pieces of residual lotus, and there is a small pavilion near the end of the trail. There was a stone table in the pavilion, several stone benches, and the sound of step vibration hesitated for a while, and finally stepped into the small pavilion.

He didn't turn back, but he observed all of Meng Yang's movements and even expressions clearly, and nothing was missed. He stepped into the small pavilion, and if there were outsiders nearby at this moment, he would have been shocked to find that he seemed to merge with the whole pavilion at the moment of entry.

The pool, the pavilion, the stone table, the stone bench, and the old man, as if they had existed here since the beginning of the world, were silent, but they all seemed to tell their own moving stories to this world.

It stands to reason that from this moment on, Meng Yang, who was observing him, should be freed from the state of being almost settled, but unexpectedly, Meng Yang's steps barely hesitated, and he actually thought of stepping into the pavilion like Bu Zhensheng. It's a pity that invisibly, there seems to be a kind of shackles of heaven and earth in this pavilion, preventing him. Isn't this a prohibition, but it is more powerful than a prohibition, and if it is a natural prohibition, it seems that the entrant needs to have some kind of spirituality in order to step forward as easily as a vibrating sound. Meng Yang was blocked, as expected by Bu Zhensheng, but the next scene was completely beyond his imagination.

In the process of this journey, Meng Yang's spirit has condensed a brand-new Sanskrit sound, which is the mystery that he realized by observing the moon-catching step of Bu Zhensheng, but I am afraid that Bu Zhensheng himself or the predecessor who created the moon-catching step did not expect that Meng Yang could actually comprehend a new thing from it.

This is one of the four major laws that immortal realm cultivators can rarely touch―――――― the law of space.

Although what Meng Yang felt at this moment, compared to the way of the laws of space, was not even the fur in the fur, but it finally made him touch the four most powerful laws in the world, he only felt that his soul at this moment was extremely relaxed, as if he was no longer in this world. And the "disappearance" of Bu Zhensheng did not interrupt the practice visualization in his soul, the new Sanskrit sound of the soul was playing, at this moment Meng Yang felt that there seemed to be a mysterious door in front of him, and there were countless things in it that made his heart shake and dazzle and fascinate him deeply, he tried to walk towards the door, but unfortunately this door seemed to be moving, a little erratic, and he always passed by it.

He was not discouraged, the Sanskrit sound of the divine soul sounded more clearly, and the divine court, the middle of the body, and the sea of qi were connected into a line again, breeding chaotic spiritual power, which operated at high speed in his body with the guidance of the Sanskrit sound. At this moment, he also became like Bu Zhensheng, blending with the surrounding environment, incomparably harmonious and natural.

The horror in Bu Zhensheng's heart was incomprehensible, the young man in front of him had completely turned into a priceless jade in his eyes, he couldn't even suppress the agitation of his heart, and he almost couldn't maintain that kind of harmonious mystical realm!

Meng Yang, who was almost a stone's throw away from Bu Zhensheng, began an arduous attempt that lasted for several hours, and he was relentlessly maneuvering with the door. Whenever he felt that he had grasped the mysterious trajectory of the movement of the gate and took a step to make an attempt, he was always far behind. In an instant, Meng Yang had already changed his body shape, pace, angle, strength, direction, and rhythm outside the small pavilion, and tried no less than a thousand times, but he still didn't succeed, but the chaotic aura on his body became more and more obvious and intense, and he always maintained it in the mysterious realm of the unity of heaven and man, and never detached!

This time, Bu Zhensheng was even more frightened, how tenacious is this young man's heart, and how deep is the heritage?

This place is actually a wonderful land left by an ancient powerhouse, which was passed on to the ancestors of the Bu family 10,000 years ago, and it has become an excellent place for the children of the Bu family to assess their comprehension qualifications. Whether it is a pool, a pavilion, a stone table, or a stone bench, there are mysteries everywhere. Those who have not comprehended the essence of the moon-catching step will never want to step into this pavilion half an inch after working hard all their lives! Over the years, only he and Bu Yunlong have entered this pavilion! The ancestors of the Bu family have training, if they don't enter the Ascending Immortal Pavilion, where to find the Immortal Gate!

In fact, after all these years of painstaking practice, Bu Zhensheng faintly understood the meaning of this ancestral teaching: no matter how much progress you make in your cultivation, if you don't have the comprehension qualifications to pass the Ascension Pavilion, on the road of cultivation, after all, you are just busy with a lot of work. Only those who have grasped that kind of mystery and passed the assessment of the Ascension Immortal Pavilion are qualified to explore the location of the Immortal Gate on the long road of cultivating immortals. Although he didn't know where the path of the Immortal Gate was now, he had this qualification after all.

He was amazed at the comprehension of the young man in front of him, and marveled at the fact that this young man obviously only had a foundation building period of cultivation, but he had an incomparably strong foundation, and he had persisted for so long, without showing the slightest fatigue, nor had he broken this kind of understanding that was difficult to find, and he had always maintained the form of comprehension attempts, which was really rare. However, he felt that this young man might just be much stronger than the others, and he never thought that this young man could finally step into the pavilion and come to his side.

Therefore, he maintained the harmony and unity with this Fang Shengxian Pavilion, and did not destroy it, for fear of affecting Meng Yang's comprehension of the last bit of time, which was just based on the pity in his heart. However, Bu Zhensheng never expected that at the moment when his mind was a little relaxed, he obviously felt that a new force instantly broke the realm he deliberately maintained, making him lose that kind of mystery in an instant, and he was shocked, but found that the young man who had been trying hard was standing beside him with a smile.

How is this possible?

There is a breeze blowing slowly through the small pavilion, bringing ten acres of pond water out of the circle of ripples, a few pieces of residual charge, a breath of all turned green!