Yang Feng chose to retreat for a period of time, he was waiting, waiting for the best time to set foot on the red dust.

It's been a year since he came to the city.

In this year's time, too much has happened, and he chose martial arts when his cultivation was imprisoned and the immortal path was cut off.

The Dao he cultivated was too complicated, refining the body, cultivating immortals, the Shinto cultivation system experienced in the Holy King's Palace, and the current martial arts.

It is precisely because of this that he was able to expand his horizons.

But the road to creating the Fa was so difficult, even if he had cultivated several cultivation systems, he had not been able to find the clue of the Fa creation.

Now he is about to embark on the road of red dust and really begin to sharpen himself.

"Boy Yang, are you really ready?"

Although the remnant immortal had forced himself to calm down, his tone was still mixed with a hint of excitement.

At this moment, his thoughts seemed to have returned to thousands of years ago, back to the time when he first set foot on the Red Dust Road.

"I'm ready."

Hongchen Road, once you set foot on it, is destined to be unable to turn back, only to continue walking until it falls.

Yang Feng's heart completely calmed down.

His soul entered the Bone Dragon Ring, the Third Party Pure Land.

Hongchen Road, now,

The road is obscured by fog, and it is difficult to see the real and the false.

Yang Feng went on the road without any burden.

At the moment when Yang Feng stepped onto the Red Dust Road, the mortal body that had successfully condensed on the Mortal Road of the Broken Abyss Mountain Range appeared.

Two bodies.

"What is this?"

"I'll go on your way."

The condensed mortal body possessed Yang Feng's complete consciousness, and it could be called the second Yang Feng.

There are no two leaves in the world that are the same, but there are at this moment.

Two people, in fact, in the final analysis, are still just one person, but the soul is divided into two.

The real Yang Feng has a wisp of soul entering the red dust road, and his other body returns to the city.

"Is this the Red Dust Experience?"

Another Yang Feng, who had returned to the city, asked curiously towards the pendant.

"The Red Dust Road has begun, and you should also start creating the law."

The remnant immortals who walked through the red dust road knew it well, and they stepped on the red dust road, quenching themselves, refining their hearts, cultivating the Fa, and crossing the calamity.

The hardest part is not the tribulation, but the creation of the law!

Fa Chuang, robbery!

Red Dust Road.

Mortal Yang Feng came to a strange world.

"Here?"

"Red Dust Realm!"

Mortal Yang Feng stepped into the Red Dust Realm, and at the border of the Red Dust Realm, there were two Red Dust Messengers.

"This is the Red Dust Realm?"

Yang Feng muttered to himself, carefully looking at the strange world in front of him.

"Boy, I hope you can get out of the Red Dust Realm."

After speaking, the two figures of the Red Dust Realm disappeared.

And Yang Feng, who was mortal, walked for a long time, and finally saw the crowd.

It is a road paved with bluestone slabs, and this road seems to be extremely quaint and rarely seems to be set foot on it.

On both sides of the road, there are houses side by side.

"Huh! Do you dare to cross the red dust? ”

Yang Feng was attracted by this voice.

Two monks, one big and one young, the younger monk is eight or nine years old, the big monk is in his early twenties, and there is a touch of rebelliousness in his tone.

The monks are so domineering, Yang Feng is the first time he has seen him.

"Senior brother, Master said that the prosperous red dust will make people lose their hearts, and mortals can't get out of the red dust, I, I want them to get out of the bitter sea of red dust and cross them."

The little monk didn't know where he got the courage, and the big monk, who was many years older than himself, said his ambition.

"Duhua Hongchen guest? Do you know how much blood he has on his hands, they have a red dust sword, what do you have? ”

"With a devout Buddha heart, senior brother, I want to leave the monastery and become an ascetic."

The little monk's immature tone was full of perseverance.

"You ......"

For!

For!

Even Yang Feng didn't notice the old monk who suddenly passed by him.

This old monk had a square and broad face, a big forehead, and a gray beard.

Holding a Zen staff and wearing a big red robe,

It seems that he is undoubtedly a virtuous and respected monk.

"Idiot, in the Red Dust Realm, there are far more than three thousand Red Dust Guests, can you finish it?"

Three thousand red dust guests? It's just an imaginary number, and the number of red dust guests in the entire red dust world is far more than that.

In the red dust realm, the red dust guests practice the red dust method, and they practice the Dharma law, both of which are not the method of immortality, let alone prolong life.

Cultivating such a Fa is just for the sake of surviving in this world.

"Interesting, is it a ferryman?"

Yang Feng obtained a lot of useful information from the conversations between these people.

"Master, how hard sentient beings are, maybe the disciple will spend his whole life, and he may not be able to cross a few red dust guests, but even so, the disciple still has to go on."

Duhua Road.

No one knows, Red Dust Guest, what they have experienced in the Red Dust Realm, they may have experienced the most painful thing in the world.

Maybe it's because I'm indulging in the gentle countryside and can't get out of the red dust world anymore.

"Alas! That's it! Since you have made up your mind, take this bowl! ”

The high monk took a deep look at the little monk, did not say anything more, and left the place with the big monk.

After the master and the senior brother left, the little monk noticed Yang Feng not far away.

"Donor, the little monk is polite."

Yang Feng entered the Red Dust Realm and did not reveal the Red Dust Sword, but continued to carry the black sword box.

But when the little monk approached Yang Feng step by step.

The sound of footsteps stopped abruptly!

The breath of red dust is too strong, and the red dust breath that can be carried by the unparalleled mortal body is far beyond Yang Feng's imagination.

Of course, Yang Feng, who came to the Red Dust Realm for the first time, didn't know what Red Dust Qi was, and he didn't even understand what symbolized Red Dust Guest.

"Donor, can the little monk go with the donor?"

The little monk has taken a fancy to Yang Feng's red dust.

The aura of red dust carried by Yang Feng's body was far beyond his imagination.

The little monk met such a Hongchen guest for the first time, and the joy in his heart can be imagined.

"Traveling together?"

Yang Feng didn't say anything, but muttered in his heart, so simple, aren't you afraid of the master, will I sell you?

"Since the little master has spoken like this, then Yang naturally can't live up to the little master's good intentions."

The little monk in front of him always gave Yang Feng a strange feeling, holy and pure, and seemed to be able to really be spotless.

Compared with the turbidity on his body, this little monk seems to be shrouded in Buddha's light and does not fall into the mortal world.

"Haven't asked the donor for your last name?"

The little monk folded his hands and asked.

"Yang Feng."

"Little monk, Fandu."

The two briefly introduced themselves and knew each other.

Fandu followed Yang Feng and left.

One big and one small walk together, which seems very discordant.

There was a faint Buddha light in the back of Fandu's head, and many people were afraid to avoid him along the way.

And when Yang Feng noticed the swords behind these people, his expression froze,

Red, dust, sword!

The swords carried by many pedestrians were the same as the red dust sword in Yang Feng's sword box.

"Fandu, why do those people look so frightened when they see you?"

Yang Feng asked puzzled.

"Uh, I, I don't know."

Fan Du scratched the back of his head helplessly, with an innocent expression.

But he was inexplicably a little apprehensive in his heart, before Yang Feng, he had tried to cross a lot of red dust guests, so these people regarded him as a plague god.

Some people died, but not completely......