The next day, Wu Tianyu came to pick up Yang Jing and said that he was leading him to visit the Chiyun Divine Court. Yang Jing nodded and followed Wu Tianyu out, he was also a little curious about the difference between the Red Cloud Divine Court and the Wuxiang Divine Court.

"The Divine Court is dominated by the Chiyun Divine Mountain, which is divided into eighteen floating islands, thirty-six halls, and seventy-two rooms. Wu Tianyu walked in front and introduced Yang Jing to the general situation of the Red Cloud Divine Court.

"The floating island is the abode of the Rong Dao ancestors, and it contains the Shinto path they practiced, and it is easy not to go up. The thirty-six halls are the residences of the uncle and are in charge of most of the affairs of the divine court, and the seventy-two houses are named after the seventy-two supernatural powers, which means that only those who have mastered the supernatural powers are eligible to settle in the seventy-two rooms. ”

Hearing Wu Tianyu say this, Yang Jing instantly understood, the so-called seventy-two rooms should refer to seventy-two small magical powers, thirty-six halls correspond to thirty-six great magical powers, and as for the eighteen floating islands, they are divine powers. Entering the Dao Divine Power, you need to enter the Dao to cultivate, it is an extremely powerful Divine Power, and it is rumored that after cultivating the Dao Divine Power to the extreme realm, it is enough to match the true god.

Speaking of which, the number of supernatural powers in the Chiyun Divine Court is about the same as that of the Wuxiang Divine Court, and there may be similar or even identical supernatural powers among them.

The two walked one after the other, chatting while walking, and soon came to a large hall, and the plaque on the door of the hall was engraved with three big characters: Chixiao Palace. Looking at the Chixiao Hall, Wu Tianyu introduced: "This is Chixiao's residence, and it is in charge of most of the exercises and supernatural powers of the Divine Court. Among all the masters, Chixiao Master has the most supernatural powers and the strongest strength, and even the master ancestor frankly admits that he is not as good as Chixiao Shibo in terms of supernatural powers. ”

Hearing this, Yang Jing's heart froze, and he said: "Admire, I don't know if I have the fate to meet this senior?"

"This..." Wu Tianyu hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't dare to make an assertion, I need to consult my master and uncle about this matter!"

"If it's inconvenient, forget it!" Yang Jing waved his hand repeatedly.

At this time, a voice came from the Chixiao Palace: "Come in!"

Hearing this voice, Wu Tianyu walked in with Yang Jing. After entering the gate, passing through the empty hall, and walking through a corridor, a snow-white bamboo forest appeared in front of the two. There is a path in the bamboo forest that stretches out, and the flowers and plants with snow-white flowers are planted on both sides. Passing through the bamboo forest, there is a pavilion, and on the outside is a small lake with several snow-white water lilies floating on the lake. In the pavilion, there was a young man in a white robe, making tea.

"I've seen Uncle Shi!"

"I've seen my seniors!"

Wu Tianyu and Yang Jing bowed one after another.

"Sit!"

Wu Chixiao took two teacups at the same time, poured a cup of tea for the two of them, and said lightly: "Freshly cooked, taste it!"

Hearing this, the two picked up the small pure white teacup, looked at the clear and white tea, blew it, and slowly drank it into their mouths. The first feeling of this tea in the mouth is that it is hot, and then it cools down, and when it enters the throat, it is already cold, and it is warm again in the abdomen. And as the tea enters the stomach, the real power of the whole body spontaneously operates, refining the Yuan Qi contained in the tea.

After taking a sip of tea, Yang Jing's eyes suddenly lit up, they glanced at each other, slowed down their movements, and drank in small sips. If Wu Chixiao was present, the two of them would probably have a drink directly.

"What is Shinto, the way to become a god. What is God, innate immortality is God. At the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, chaos and chaos, there are gods who come out of the chaos and create all spirits. Therefore, the way of the world is the way of God. God respects the body, Shinto is the divine body, the divine body is the body, the body is the foundation of Shinto, and any step needs to be extremely solid, even to the limit, beyond the limit. ”

"How to lay a solid foundation? Nourish it with the innate qi and quench it with the acquired instrument; how to reach the limit? The limit can only be seen between life and death. The difficulty of the limit, ten deaths and no life, if there is no monstrous luck, it must not be easily tried. ”

“···”

Yang Jing and Wu Tianyu were in a trance when they heard this, and they didn't know how to leave the Chixiao Palace, and they didn't come back to their senses until they walked to the next hall.

"Chance, I didn't expect that Master Chixiao would reward us with chance!" Wu Tianyu smiled and patted Yang Jing's shoulder.

Yang Jing nodded, it was indeed a chance. As an existence that has already entered the Dao, Wu Chixiao's understanding of Shinto is far greater than that of these disciples and juniors. His sermon made the two of them understand Shinto more and more deeply, which is very beneficial for future practice.

Secondly, it is the tea that is drunk. Even after a short half of the moment, the Yuan Qi contained in the tea is still constantly urging the true power to operate, and after they digest it, the real power will be improved.

Wu Tianyu and Yang Jing glanced at each other, and no longer continued to wander around, returning to their respective rooms, meditating on cultivation, intending to transform this opportunity into their own strength.

In the room, Yang Jing ran the "Hunyang True Power Technique", refining the bone marrow and internal organs, and this feeling of increasing the strength of his body made him obsessed. If it weren't for the lack of stamina of tea, Yang Jing would have come out after refining the marrow. After taking water to wash off the dirt on the surface of his body, Yang Jing sat in the house, waiting for Wu Tianyu to pick him up.

Not long after, Wu Tianyu appeared outside the door, and it could be seen that he was in a good mood. After nodding, the two continued to wander around the Divine Court. From the thirty-six halls to the seventy-two rooms, and then to some special areas.

At this time, the two stopped in the martial arts arena and watched the competition above. The two people who competed were both cultivators of the three realms of accumulation, and they did not practice the quenching exercises derived from them, nor did they practice folk martial arts, and the battle was purely hand-to-hand, revealing a sense of barbarism.

After a few glances, Yang Jing lost interest and turned his head to look at the people around him. They were all young people, around ten years old, staring at the martial arts arena one by one, their faces flushed, and even excited. Seeing this, Yang Jing couldn't help but shake his head, they were all a group of chicks.

At this time, a young man with a mustache on his lips squeezed over, looked at Yang Jing and asked, "This junior brother looks at the eye, is he just getting started?"

Before Yang Jing could answer, Wu Tianyu next to him had already turned his head and saw the young man with a beard, Wu Tianyu warned: "This is a guest of the Divine Court, you'd better not use any crooked brains!"

When the young man heard this, he laughed: "It turned out to be a guest, I thought it was a new junior disciple, but what did you mean by shaking your head just now? Look down on me Chiyun Divine Court?"

"This senior brother has misunderstood, I don't mean to look down on the Chiyun Divine Court, I just remember some of the past!" Yang Jing explained, what are you kidding, how can I, a junior with four powers, be qualified to look down on the Chiyun Divine Court, this is too outrageous!

As if he hadn't heard a word, he said to himself: "I think you don't look down on the competition between the two juniors and disciples in the martial arts arena, why don't we two go up and compare, don't worry, I will suppress the cultivation in the four ways of accumulation." ”

Hearing this, Yang Jing's heart sank, knowing that he couldn't hide, and he couldn't refuse. As soon as he thought of this, Yang Jing immediately agreed.

"Hu Tan, what are you doing here?" Wu Tianyu asked in hindsight, and then turned his head to Yang Jing and said, "Senior Brother Yang doesn't need to pay attention to him, he doesn't dare to force you!"

Hearing this, Yang Jing secretly scolded in his heart that he was good at acting, but he said: "Brother Wizard doesn't need to be like this, we just have a conversation or two, and we won't get in the way!"

Seeing that Yang Jing said so, Wu Tianyu would certainly not continue to persuade him.

Soon, Yang Jing and Hu Tan, a young man with a word, appeared in the martial arts arena, and Wu Tianyu, as the host, said to the two: "Until the point, don't hurt the harmony!"

"Chiyun Divine Court, Hu Tan. ”

"Wuxiang Divine Court, Yang Jing. ”

With the opening of the shield of the martial arts arena, Yang Jing found that the aura on Hu Tan's body was suppressed, and he could probably only exert the strength of the four realms of accumulation. Is this the role of the martial arts arena, Yang Jing thought thoughtfully.

In the next moment, Yang Jing pounced like a wolf and leopard, using his palm as a knife, and a move "Yun Shu" slashed out, which seemed to be slow and fast, and fell to Hu Tan's chest in an instant. Hu Tan's eyes flashed slightly, and a punch was rolled out flatly, and the surface of the fist was red, like a dragon lingering.

"Red Dragon Fist!"

"Red Dragon True Power Formula" derives the boxing method, which leads the red dragon to temper the true power, and the punch is like a red dragon, which is very domineering and mighty.

Yang Jing's palm knife slashed into Hu Tan's fist, and he suddenly felt pain at the edge of his palm, and couldn't help but retract his palm. But Hu Tan grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms, and at the same time his other hand bent his fingers into a fist and smashed into Yang Jing's chest.

Yang Jing stretched out his left hand, used his real power, and cast the "Yi Xuan Knife", the knife condensed on the edge of his palm, landed on Hu Tan's left fist, and directly cut through the flesh and skin, revealing the white bones of Sensen. Hu Tan was in pain, uncertain in his heart, and retreated. Yang Jing followed, condensed the knife on both hands, and staggered out.

Hu Tan's body was shocked, his true power covered his whole body, and the domineering and scorching red dragon true power formed a red dragon phantom, hovering over him, and roared at Yang Jing.

The staggered blades hit Hu Tan's chest like an oblique cross, and the huge force blasted Hu Tan away, leaving an oblique cross wound on his chest.