On the beach, two men were overhauling fishing boats, and an old man in his sixties and seventies stood on the deck, looking at the cliff in the distance and shaking his head.

"Yang Wanqiao, is your son's illness serious again?" the old man asked.

Another man put down the fishing net in his hand, straightened up, and followed the old man's gaze, and vaguely saw a young man sitting cross-legged on the edge of a cliff facing the sea.

Yang Wanqiao smiled bitterly and said, "In the past two years, in addition to being obsessed with spells, his previous stupid symptoms have improved a lot. ”

Old man: "It's a lot better to be obsessed with spells? Without the guidance of a famous teacher, he can't wake up the Dharma lineage in a few lifetimes, so it's better to let him go fishing with us and save some money to marry a daughter-in-law in the future." ”

Yang Wanqiao didn't answer, just looked at the cliff thoughtfully.

It has been two and a half years since Yang Zongheng crossed into this world, and at first he still had the fantasy of crossing back, and tried suicide methods such as throwing himself into the sea, jumping off a cliff, and hanging himself, but the results were all useless, and after a long time, he was also a little disheartened.

Later, he didn't know who said that as long as he awakened the magic lineage in this world, he could become famous by cultivating spells, so he shifted all his thoughts to cultivating spells, but in more than two years, spells did not improve at all, but he felt that he was talking more and more.

"Mother Xipi, I don't even have a fart. Yang looked at the sea and scolded.

As the sun set and it was time for dinner again, Yang stood up happily and walked down the mountain slowly.

At the dinner table, Yang Wanqiao watched his son stop talking several times.

"Dad, did someone say me again?" Yang Zongheng asked after noticing his father's abnormality.

Yang Wanqiao said with a smile: "Now you are so smart, who would say you, it's just that today the village chief said that if you want to cultivate spells, it is difficult to succeed without the guidance of a famous teacher, so I am wondering if I should send you to the Leizhou Law Museum." ”

"Come on, don't think I don't know, only those who awaken the Dharma lineage are qualified to enter the Law Museum, and I can't get in. ”

"That's not necessarily, I heard that the annual 'Guangyun Conference' of the Legalists will be hosted by the Leizhou Law Museum, and the eight major Legalist families will come at that time, those people's eyes are very poisonous, as long as you have potential, even if you don't wake up the Dharma lineage, you will be admitted to the court, should we go and join in the fun?"

Yang Zongheng stopped the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Yang Wanqiao and said, "Really?

"How can a father deceive his son? ”

"Not necessarily. Yang Zongheng seems to have been deceived a lot by his father.

The Guangyun Conference was originally held in turn in Kyushu, and Leizhou, which is in a remote corner, is not qualified to hold such a grand event, but the Great God Kingdom was invaded by foreign races fifty years ago, and the northern territory of the Shenjiang River was lost, and the Great God Kingdom had to open up the wild land to the south, after decades of accumulation, Leizhou also slowly became rich, on this basis, the Legalists set up a law museum, so Leizhou became one of the venues for the Guangyun Conference.

Yang Zongheng is the first time to come to the Leizhou Law Museum, only to see that the whole school is located on Luofu Mountain, built by the mountain, pavilions and towers are readily available, and the long staircase leads to the Qiyuntai on the top of the mountain, where the mage practices spells.

During the conference, the Law Museum does not close its doors, does not restrict its identity, and allows people to come and go freely. The entire Luofu Mountain is crowded, shoulder to shoulder, and the crowding level has caught up with the National Day holiday.

"Do the people of Leizhou have nothing to do every day?" Yang Zongheng muttered, he was squeezed by the crowd and almost got his feet off the ground, and his internal organs were about to vomit.

I finally arrived at Qiyuntai, but I only saw the shaking head in front of me, and I couldn't see anything else.

Yang Zongheng stood on tiptoe and stretched his neck, barely seeing the scene on Qiyuntai.

There were rows of mages standing on the huge Qiyun platform, and in front of him sat an old man with crane hair and a childish face, who was sitting on a rattan chair and holding a scroll of treasure in his hand.

A girl dressed in black stepped forward and knelt down on one knee, very respectfully.

I saw the old man slowly stand up and asked loudly: "Mo Qingyan of the Mo family, gods, Buddhas, demons, where are your ambitions?"

The woman clasped her hands into fists and replied, "Mo Qingyan has practiced Taoism since he was a child, and he aims to become a god. ”

The old man smiled slightly, handed Bao Ce into Mo Qingyan's hands, Mo Qingyan took Bao Ce with both hands, and the joy on his face couldn't help himself, and he walked back to the crowd with pride.

The old man looked around at the crowd and asked, "Where is Liu Xiaoxiao in the East China Sea?"

A woman dressed in green clothes walked out of the queue, knelt down on one knee in front of the old man and replied respectfully: "Liu Xiaoxiao of the Liu family in the East China Sea is here." ”

The old man nodded, and slowly took out a roll of treasure from his sleeve.

As soon as Bao Ce came out, the originally solemn mage team began to shake.

"It turned out to be an immortal treasure. A young man beside Yang Zongheng exclaimed.

Yang Wanqiao hurriedly asked, "Is there still a level for this treasure strategy?"

The man glanced at Yang Wanqiao and said: "That's natural, the beginning of the mage is divided into ordinary products, immortal products, heavenly products, supreme products, and general products are divided into nine products, these nine products are difficult for ordinary mages to break through in their lives, this girl entered the immortal products at a young age, and the future is limitless." ”

I only heard the old man's voice sound again: "Shechen, the respected teacher is not here, and this seat will give the product on his behalf." ”

A young voice replied, "The poor monk respectfully listens to His Excellency's teachings. ”

"Shechen, God, Buddha, Demon, what are your aspirations?"

"The dust of the Tibetan temple is completely red and dusty, just to seek Buddha. ”

The young man next to Yang Zongheng said again: "Although Shechen is also an immortal product, our Kingdom of God has always advocated Taoism, and if you want to be accomplished in Buddhism, I am afraid you have to go to the Western Regions." ”

After a while, the old man thundered and said, "After the teaching is completed, the mages will return." ”

I saw that the clouds and mist covered the entire Qiyuntai and even the crowd watching the ceremony, and then the crowd began to scream and shake, and people rampaged in panic.

"Xiaoheng, where are you?"

Yang Zongheng heard Yang Wanqiao's voice, but it was already a few meters away, and Yang Zongheng hurriedly shouted: "Dad, I'm here." ”

"You stand there and don't move. ”

Yang Zongheng didn't want to move, but he couldn't help himself, but he didn't know where he was squeezed by the crowd for a long time, and the last thing he heard Yang Wanqiao's voice was: "We meet at the teahouse at the foot of the mountain." Then my father's voice was drowned out by the noise around him.

When the clouds cleared, Yang Zongheng walked from the crowd to the side of the mountain road, and stepped on a big rock to see where his father was, but he couldn't find him for half an hour.

I really couldn't do it, so I had to go down the mountain with the crowd to the teahouse to wait for my father.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the young man who was standing beside him actually burrowing into the dense woods beside the mountain.

"Is there a path over there?" Yang thought to himself.

Glancing at the crowd again, Yang Zongheng jumped off the boulder, walked through the crowd, and followed the young man into the woods.

The woods were so dense that Yang Zongheng could barely straighten his waist, so he had to bend his head forward, but he couldn't see the figure of the person for a long time, and he was a little anxious.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of someone talking in front of him, and Yang Zongheng hurriedly took a few steps forward.

I only heard a woman's voice say: "Cousin, I didn't expect you to be an immortal mage, it's really amazing." ”

"My cousin is already nine grades at a young age, and her qualifications are better than those of my brother. ”

Yang Zongheng walked forward slowly, and through the dense branches, he saw a man and a woman having a tryst, which turned out to be Shechen and Mo Qingyan.

Yang Zongheng had long heard that these mages didn't care about ordinary people's lives at all, and now that he had broken their ugly deeds, wouldn't he be wiped out?

Besides, he had to hurry down the mountain, so he planned to bypass the two.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly slipped and squatted on the ground, and couldn't help but make an "oops" sound.

"What person?" Mo Qingyan was shocked.

Then I saw Yang Zongheng hurriedly get up from the ground and said to them: "Don't worry, you two, I will never tell others what I saw." ”

Mo Qingyan said with a flushed face: "I didn't plan to kill you, but based on what you just said, I can't keep you." ”

With a shake of his right hand, the sword in the sheath flew out.

Yang Zongheng saw that the sword was in a hurry, and he had no time to dodge, so he couldn't help but close his eyes.

Hearing only the sound of "ding", Yang Zongheng hurriedly opened his eyes, only to see that the sword had been inserted into the big stone next to him.

A voice came down from the tree: "It's really hateful that others have begged for mercy and even poisoned them." ”

Seeing that the young man's strength was not bad, she asked respectfully, "I don't know your Excellency's name." ”

The young man smiled and said, "Just because you are worthy of asking my name?" As he spoke, he turned to Yang Zongheng and asked, "Boy, I'm leaving, do you want to come with me?"

Yang Zongheng couldn't wait to leave this place quickly, and nodded hurriedly.

Mo Qingyan and She Chen saw that the young man didn't take them seriously at all, and they were a little unhappy in their hearts.

Mo Qingyan scolded: "Since you have no one in your eyes, then let Miss Ben see your strength?"

As he spoke, he reached out and withdrew his sword, leaping forward and stabbing at the young man. Shechen was busy trying to stop it, but it was too late.

I saw that the young man put one hand around Yang Zongheng's shoulder, and threw the other hand back, and the two black images stabbed straight towards Mo Qingyan with long eyes.

Mo Qingyan was shocked, and hurriedly withdrew his weapon to avoid the black shadow, only to hear the sound of "oh" twice, and the black shadow suddenly half sank into the rock. I only heard the young man's voice coming: "People must first insult themselves and then others, I don't understand this truth, it seems that the head of your Legalist family is really old." ”

"Black jade nails?" She Chen was shocked when he saw the nails embedded in the rock: "He is Mo Xingyan, the Holy Envoy of Tianzun Mountain. ”

"Impossible, right?"

"Can't be wrong, this black jade nail is Mo Xingyan's unique spell. ”

"If we offend the Holy Envoy, will it affect our entry into Tianzun Mountain?"

"This shouldn't be, this person is acting perversely, and recruiting him into Tianzun Mountain is also to suppress the evil spirit, and he has no real power, but I don't know why he came to Leizhou? As he spoke, the two of them hurried towards the mountain.

"Why are you back here again?" Yang Zongheng stood on the Qiyuntai with some puzzlement.

Mo Yuyan looked at the boundless sea of clouds with a satisfied smile on his face, and said to himself, "I finally found it." He looked down at Yang Zongheng and said, "Boy, do you know what kind of place this is?"

"Qiyuntai. ”

"There is a Dharma Body hidden here, which can build bones and forge tendons, refine veins and quench marrow, and let people have supreme mana. Mo Yuyan turned to Yang Zongheng and said, "Do you want it." ”

Yang Zongheng had always wanted to awaken the law lineage, how could he not want it, so he nodded hurriedly.

Mo Xingyan smiled, grabbed Yang Zongheng's back and jumped off the Qiyuntai, Yang Zongheng didn't know what was going on before he came into a free fall, and he was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body.

By the time the two of them fell to the bottom, Yang Zongheng's legs were already weak.

Yang Zongheng looked up and only saw the clouds and mist in the sky, there was no shadow of Qiyuntai, and there were rocks and rocks below, and there was a mountain pass not far away.

Mo Xingyan walked to the mountain pass, chanting words in his mouth, only to see the surrounding clouds and mist churning, slowly forming a huge cloud gate.

Mo Xingyan lifted Yang Zongheng and walked to the Cloud Gate, glanced at him coldly, and said, "Whether you can get that Law Body or not depends on your own creation." ”

As he spoke, Yang Zongheng rushed into the Cloud Gate.

Yang staggered a few steps, stood firm, and glanced around, surrounded by gray clouds, forming the appearance of a palace.

While he was still curious, only a thunderous voice came: "Who's coming?"

"Yang... Yang Zongheng"

The voice paused, and sounded again: "Yang Zongheng, God, Buddha, Demon, where are your aspirations?"

"Cheng... Become a god?" Yang Zongheng said a little vaguely, he thought that normal people should choose to become a god.

"Swear to become a demon and penetrate into the Dharma Body. The voice replied.

"I'm talking about becoming a god, not a demon. Yang Zongheng hurriedly corrected the voice.

"I heard it very clearly, it was a demon. The voice was steady.

Before the words fell, red clouds suddenly rolled around the palace, and then a blood-colored lightning bolt slashed towards the top of Yang Zongheng's head.

I saw Yang Zongheng's whole body tremble, and then he couldn't move at all, I saw him slowly floating, sending out a red electric current around his body, and his whole body continued to twitch, about half an hour later, Yang Zongheng's body slowly calmed down, but Yang Zongheng only had half a life left.

Only then did the voice ask in a mocking tone, "What did you just say?"

Yang Zongheng's eyes were red and he said, "I said I want to become a god." ”

"It's late, the demon god has already penetrated into you"

"Nima, you did it on purpose, what kind of demon god do you hurry up and get out?"

The voice said coldly: "I don't know what to do, how can it be child's play to take the Dharma Body of the Great Yan Heavenly Demon?"

"Normal people who want a demon body, in case you can't control it, you do something hurtful, you can't help but finish playing by yourself, and your family will also suffer, I don't want to die, and I don't want to affect my parents, you hurry up and find a way to get this Rausch out for me. Yang Zongheng said almost pleadingly.

The voice said helplessly: "The demon god in your mouth is completely different from what I gave you, as long as you cultivate properly, you won't be uncontrollable." After a pause, he said, "If you really don't want it, then kill yourself on the spot, and I'll wait for the others." ”

Yang Zongheng listened to the meaning of the voice: Even if he becomes a demon, he doesn't have to do evil, and it is impossible for him to commit suicide, since this is already the case, it is better to cultivate first.

Yang Zongheng had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and finally had the Dharma Body that he had been thinking about for a long time, but he couldn't be happy.

Seeing that Yang Zongheng was no longer entangled, the voice spoke: "Forget it, I'll give you something again." ”

After that, a golden light drew out from the clouds and mist, and went straight into Yang Zongheng's eyebrows, and four big words appeared in front of Yang Zongheng's eyes: "Three palms to save life." ”

"These three palms can randomly mobilize the power of the Dharma body, although it can't be said that the world is invincible, but it's no problem to save your life, I sent it to you because you have no magic foundation, you still have to hurry up and cultivate your own body, otherwise no matter how strong the Dharma body is, your body can't bear it, and you can only fall into a whole body burst and die." ”

Yang Zongheng pursed his lips, thought for a while, and strode out of the cloud gate.

Mo Xingyan was already waiting a little anxiously, he had worked hard for decades to find this Dayan Heavenly Magic Body, and finally found it, but he didn't know if there was fraud in the Cloud Gate, so he brought Yang Zongheng to be the pathfinder stone.

But he didn't want Yang Zongheng to go for two hours, Rao is Mo Xingyan couldn't bear it after many strong winds and waves, and just as he was about to rush into the Cloud Gate, he saw that the Cloud Gate suddenly spun.

Yang Zongheng walked out.

Mo Xingyan was overjoyed when he saw Yang Zongheng, and was about to step forward, only to see Yang Zongheng's whole body red, his eyes emitting a blood-red light, and his hair was also red. Mo Xingyan couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene: "There is really a heavenly magic body, and it is still absorbed by you, it really takes no effort to get it." ”

Yang Zongheng saw the hideous smile on Mo Xingyan's face, and his heart couldn't help but froze, and he took two steps back and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Mo Xingyan smiled and said, "Boy, quickly give me the Heavenly Magic Body, I can leave you with a whole corpse." ”

Yang Zongheng couldn't help but secretly complain when he heard it, it was really a wave of unevenness, if he could really give it, Yang Zongheng was really willing, but once he handed over the demon body, he had to finish playing. If it was when he first crossed over, he would have liked to die, but now Yang Zongheng didn't want to die, so he turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Mo Xingyan sneered and instantly blocked Yang Zongheng's way like a ghost, Yang Zongheng fell into Mo Xingyan's arms, just as the so-called illness rushed to the doctor, Yang Zongheng pushed forward with brute force, Mo Xingyan was careless for a while, and actually took a few steps back. Mo Xingyan was not angry but happy, the Great Yantian magic body was really extraordinary, a physical body without any magic foundation could exert such power.

Seeing that Yang Zongheng was gradually running away, Mo Xingyan was also afraid of long nights and dreams, so he immediately used his hand, and Yang Zongheng seemed to be blocking a wall, and he couldn't move forward at all.

Mo Xingyan came to Yang Zongheng, slapped a hand on Yang Zongheng's head, Yang Zongheng immediately felt a splitting headache, felt that the skin of his whole body was tearing a little bit, and his soul slowly detached from his head. If it goes on like this, it won't be long before the pain will hurt him to death

When Yang Zongheng's pain was unbearable, Yang Zongheng's mind suddenly flashed the "three life-saving palms", and Yang Zongheng in a panic didn't say a word, and slapped Mo Xingyan indiscriminately.

At this time, Mo Xingyan was absorbing the Heavenly Magic Body with all his heart, without the slightest defense, he only felt that the whole nerve veins were shaking, his mind was scattered, and the Law Body he had just absorbed immediately returned, he looked at Yang Zongheng with a look of disbelief, his abdomen rolled for a while, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

"How could this be? No way, he has no magic foundation and has just obtained a Dharma Body, how can he hurt me. Mo Xingyan wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with a thick killing intent on his face.

Where did Yang Zongheng know what kind of psychological activities Mo Xingyan had, he saw that his palm worked, and he slapped a palm again without saying a word, this palm Yang Zongheng was no longer flustered, and the power was several times that of the first palm.

I saw the surrounding wind stirring, and a blood-colored giant palm instantly shook Mo Xingyan away.

"It must be an illusion. Mo Xingyan lay on the ground with blood, looking at the clouds and mist on the canyon with some confusion.

Yang Zongheng saw that Mo Xingyan collapsed to the ground and seemed to have no strength to chase after him, so he didn't make a third palm, stood up, and ran towards the valley.

When Mo Xingyan was at a loss, suddenly there was a whistling sound over the canyon, and Mo Xingyan forcibly sat up and thought: "Eighty percent of those Legalist mages came to find their bad luck, this time the enemy was light, and the kid's Dao is estimated to have to recuperate for a while, so it is better to wait for the injury to heal before making plans." ”

Mo Xingyan glanced at the direction where Yang Zongheng disappeared and gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, let me live a few more days." With that, the body suddenly slowly disappeared, turning into a fresh breeze and rushing towards the canyon.

Yang Zongheng ran for an unknown amount of time, and when he saw that Mo Xingyan was not chasing, he stopped, leaning over and panting for breath.

After a long time, I raised my head and looked at the sea of clouds above my head, and I couldn't help but make a difficulty, the cliff of Qiyuntai is so high, how can I go up?

At this moment, he suddenly saw a young girl sitting cross-legged on a large rock not far away, her clothes swaying in the wind, floating like a fairy.

When Leng Buding saw that girl, Yang Zongheng was startled, but then he thought that this was the Leizhou Law Museum, it should not be a ghost or something, it was very likely that she was a mage who practiced here.

Yang Zongheng thought about it, so he emboldened himself and walked over to the girl