Chapter 12: Out of the Temple

"There is a great demon in the sky?"

Yang Yi looked at the handwriting on the ground, slightly distracted, "What is the Great Demon? Could it be the true figure of the Scaly Armor Man just now?"

"This scaly man is indeed remarkable, just a drop of blood incarnate, almost comparable to the great grandmaster, but he seems to be restrained by my exercises. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Thinking of the strange situation when he was fighting with the scaly man just now, when the other party spit out the mantra, Yang Yi was still a little afraid, "If I am an ordinary half-step sect, it is estimated that if I am drunk by him casually, my bones will be weak and numb, and I will have no power to fight back!"

"It's okay for this scaly armor man to be profound, the key is to follow the law, heaven and earth work together, and the true words and spells seem to have the power to command Zhou Tian, which is a bit powerful!"

When today's masters are cultivated, once they cultivate to the realm of a great grandmaster, they can break through the sky at any time and go far away from the world, and it is not an exaggeration to be called a land immortal.

And if you want to practice from a great grandmaster to a supreme great grandmaster, it is not just about breaking the void, but also about penetrating the origin of heaven and earth, grasping the primordial Dao intent, and then you will be like the universe, become a world of your own, and become a Buddha and an ancestor as a Buddha only in one thought.

Only by attaining this state can one be qualified to become a supreme grand master.

Yang Shenxing once said to Yang Yi, "Three thousand Daqian, not a positive result!"

Yang Yi didn't understand what was going on at the time, but now when he saw the big line engraved by Jin Xuangan, he had a faint guess about today.

He looked at Jin Xuangan's corpse and sighed softly, secretly regretful.

Martial Saint Jin Xuangan is a peerless master who overwhelms an era, and it is said that he is only one step away from becoming a supreme grandmaster, but he did not expect to die in the hall built by his own hands.

And the reason why he died should be related to his quest for the Supreme Grand Master, perhaps it was precisely because he wanted to obtain the Supreme Grand Master that he alarmed the Scaly Armor Man's deity and killed him.

But this is just Yang Yi's speculation, as for the truth, no one knows.

He admired what Jin Xuangan had done, bowed slightly to his body, and sighed: "The predecessors were so chivalrous, but in the end, they ended up with such a fate, which is really embarrassing." ”

He originally wanted to take Jin Xuangan's body away and move it to the outside world to hand over to his descendants, but after thinking about it, "Is there a more suitable place for him to be buried than this hall in the world?"

As soon as he thought so, he dispelled the idea of moving him out of the temple.

He walked around the main hall and found that the smooth four walls of the hall were empty, except for a large "Wu" carved on the four walls facing the main door.

This "martial" word has three zhang length, majestic and domineering, heroic and overwhelming, just look at this one word, you can imagine the peerless style of the person who carved the word.

There could have been pictures on the ground of the main hall, which should have been Jin Xuangan's picture annotation of his life's martial arts, but unfortunately it had been destroyed in the battle between Yang Yi and the scale armor people.

In the midst of his battle with the Scales, the entire ground was destroyed and pitted, and the hard ground paved with boulders had become like a desert, with stone powder everywhere.

Yang Yi came here today, except for a fight with the scaly people, it can be said that he got nothing.

But you can't get nothing, at least the iron rod in your hand is still handy, but he is the emperor's honor, and there is always a little less majesty with this stick, and it is okay to use it occasionally, but it is quite inappropriate to use it as a portable soldier.

In addition to the iron rod, there was also a scrawny black dog, when Yang Yi was fighting with the scaly man, this black dog had been hiding behind the stone tablet, motionless, until the scaly man turned into flying ashes, and it did not appear.

When Yang Yi bent down to salute Jin Xuangan's corpse, it also followed Yang Yi to lie in front of Jin Xuangan's body, whimpering repeatedly.

Yang Yi watched in the main hall, and was about to turn around and leave, when the black dog lying on the ground suddenly barked from him, raised one of his front paws, and pointed at the stone tablet next to him.

Yang Yi's heart moved, and he had no time to think about such a humane expression of this black dog, so he immediately approached the stele again, observed carefully, looked at it for a long time, and found nothing strange about it, until he jumped up, and found a dent at the top of the stele.

"I see!"

Yang Yi instantly understood, took out the exquisite jade plate from his arms, and put it into the groove, and sure enough, it was tightly fitted, and there was no difference.

There was a soft "click", and the stele cracked into two pieces, from which a vague bead emerged.

This bead is the size of a fist, and after the stone tablet is cracked, it automatically floats into the air, like a blurred shadow, and the shape is half hidden in the space, looming, extremely peculiar.

Yang Yi stretched out his hand and grabbed it, like grabbing a bubble, but although this bead has no weight, it gives people an extremely thick and grand feeling, which is very weird, Yang Yi looked at it for a long time and didn't recognize what it was.

There was a rumbling sound, and after the stele cracked, a large hole appeared in the ground, and the sound of water flowing from below.

Yang Yi understood that the time to leave had come.

He put away the iron rod and beads, and looked at the black dog next to him, "Come with me!"

The black dog hesitated for a moment and walked over to him.

A man and a dog jumped down to the entrance of the cave.

Below the entrance of the cave was a cold underground river, and the river water was rushing and agitating, quickly rushing Yang Yi out of the way.

Yang Yi raised his head and looked up, and the mouth that had just jumped off had already closed.

As the underground river traveled all the way, the water slowed down, and a bright light slowly appeared in front of him.

When he came ashore, he found that he was in an unknown canyon, with clouds and mist above the canyon and no sunlight below.

The shore is rocky and rocky, and the stone cliffs on both sides are towering.

"Let's go and see where there is a way out. ”

Yang Yi looked at the black dog who kept turning his head and trying to dry off the fur on his body, and said with a smile: "If there is no road, the cliff, can you climb it?"

The tone in which he spoke to the black dog at this time was completely treating it as a person.

Hearing this, the black dog whispered a few times at Yang Yi, and the person stood up, and his two front paws slapped his chest a few times.

Yang Yi laughed: "Then let's go!"

Along the high and low, undulating river, walked a while, the cliffs on both sides continued to lower, after more than ten miles of road, the river water entered a cave from the new, the river disappeared, but the cliffs also disappeared, and the sheep intestine trail appeared on the mountain in front.

Turning over the hill and looking around, the Shilong Ridge is not far ahead.

Yang Yi laughed, released the yellow dragon horse from the bronze hall, turned over on the horse, and rode the horse down the mountain.

A big horse suddenly appeared before the black dog met, and he was very startled, and when he saw Yang Yi coming down the mountain, he barked a few times and chased after him.

Now that the treasure of Jin Xuangan has been discovered, there is no such thing as fetters, after Yang Yi went down the mountain, he identified the direction and headed south.

He had just traveled into a small town when he was spotted.

A young boy with a sword on his back, when he saw Yang Yi's yellow horse and green halberd, his eyes lit up, and he shouted: "He is here! Yang Yi is here!"

He shouted a few times in succession, hula, and a group of people poured out, all of them were some oily and powdery boys, brocade-clothed horses, all of them were dashing, and there were boys holding swords behind them.

A son-in-law shouted at Yang Yi: "Yang Yi, have you obtained the treasure of the Martial Saint? Brothers have been looking for you for a long time!"

(To be continued.) )