"The king doesn't return? You tell me if the blue light came from a pendant. The god stick said with a panicked expression.

"How do you know?"

"What? it really is. So you've really been—" The god stick seemed to lose his mind a little, and involuntarily took two steps back and muttered to himself.

"Who the hell are you, how do you know I have a pendant?" Wang Bugui thought that this person might have something to do with his father.

"Of course I know, because this pendant belongs to my disciple, how did you get it? "The way of the god stick lost his soul.

"What did you say? This, this is your disciple's? So, you are my father's master?" Wang Bugui was shocked again.

"Are you his son, tell me if your father is safe?" asked the god with his eyes lit up.

"He, he has died abroad for the sake of mankind......" Wang Bugui said with a slight tremble.

"Poof!"

When he heard this, he was so sad that he coughed up a mouthful of blood. He stared blankly at the sky and screamed in pain: "God, you are unfair!

Wang Bugui saw him so sad, and he was sure that he had not lied to himself, and it seemed that this man was really his father's master. The roar of the divine stick shook Yao Chi continuously, and even terrifying cracks appeared on some grounds, so you can imagine how strong his strength was. Even if it is compared to Wang Xuanming, he is equally divided, and seeing the crack in the ground expanding, Wang Bugui immediately went up to stop him.

"Stop, you're going to collapse here!" roared as Wang Bugui shook him.

After hearing this, the god stick gradually calmed down, he turned his head to look at the boy, and found that he was so similar to Wang Xuanming, that handsome and resolute face was really similar, but he had a little more evil spirit. and the arrogance of his speech, which is almost the same as that of his father. Seeing him was like seeing his father, but now that Wang Xuanming was gone, no matter what he thought, he only had a long sigh.

"Did your father tell you to come looking for a man named Yun Jinghong?" sighed the Divine Stick.

"Well, he said this man could teach me the Tao. "The king does not return.

I saw a short sigh and said, "I am Yun Jinghong." ”

"You are Yun Jinghong?!" Wang Bugui couldn't have imagined that the person in front of him was Yun Jinghong as his father said, not to mention that this shock was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky. In his imagination, this should be a senior master of the fairy wind bone, but in reality, he was a god stick who had pit himself a day ago.

"That's right, I'm Wang Xuanming's master, Yun Jinghong, and the reason why he asked you to come to me may be because he only believes in me. After all, I watched him grow up since I was a child, and I also taught him that the Dao method. But how did he fall like this......" Yun Jinghong shook his head and sighed.

"You, it's really Yun Jinghong's senior..."Wang Bugui really didn't know what to say, the master he had been looking for for a long time actually cheated him as soon as he came, and he even fought with him just now.

"Show me your pendant," Yun Jinghong stretched out his hand.

Wang Bugui took off the pendant and handed it to him when he heard this, Yun Jinghong's hand rubbed on it for a long time and was reluctant to lift it, this is the pendant that Wang Xuanming found when he was a child, but now it is a thing. He had high hopes for this apprentice, and even thought that his potential could take the step of enlightenment, but he did not expect to fall out at such a young age. His brow furrowed slightly, his eyes filled with sadness, and it seemed as if a hundred years had passed in an instant.

"Come with me. Yun Jinghong said to him, and then turned to leave.

Wang Bugui followed closely behind him when he heard this, and the two of them came all the way to the Jade Void Peak. After confirming that there was no one around, Yun Jinghong drew a few divine rays of light with golden rays in his hand, and these lights condensed into a rune and floated in the air.

"Click!"

The sound of the light rune shattering the space came, and then a white door was opened, only to see Yun Jinghong wave one hand, and the white door slowly opened. He walked in with Wang Bugui, and when they entered, the rift in the space outside disappeared, and everything was restored to its original state.

"Wow, is this where the gods live?" Wang Bugui was shocked by what was inside, and his feet were on a bed of soft and rich grass, which was as green as jade, and there were many flowers around him that he had never seen before, and this place alone was intoxicating. In the distance, there is a palace hanging high in the sky, accompanied by a fairy mountain on both sides.

And Wang Bu returned and found that the five-colored rui gas here was steaming, and the entire space was filled with a very strong purple aura, and even drops of purple liquid could be seen dripping down from the air. Yun Jinghong didn't stay long, and took him on, and the scenery he saw along the way made him feel like a dream.

Passing by the towering ancient forest, I saw an old medicine that I don't know how long it was, and the fragrance of the orchid musk deer came to my nose and made people intoxicated. Wang Bugui only smelled the fragrance of its medicine from afar, and felt that the waste blood that had not been emptied by the blood burning technique in the previous battle was no longer dead and silent, but instead the waste blood was cheering and galloping, and the dead wood was re-exuding vitality and vitality like spring.

Even the dark wounds suffered in that battle were slowly healing, how strong would such a miraculous medicine be if taken Wang Bugui was intoxicated, and he didn't even know when he would come out of the ancient forest. When he came back to his senses, he had already arrived at the palace, and when he looked up at this majestic and sacred palace, he was even more amazed in his heart.

The whole palace is like white marble built into a white white body, exuding a five-color shining treasure, plus suspended in the air around the clouds and mist, as if falling from the fairy world to the mortal world of the fairy palace. With a wave of his hand, Yun Jinghong took out a five-colored horse from the palace and wrapped the two of them and flew to the palace.

Wang Bugui was brought up by the five-colored divine light and looked back down, without sighing that this place was really immortal land. Then turn your head to look ahead, the main gate of the palace is written with the words "Jade Void Palace", and the high ques on both sides are towering into the sky, and when you really ascend to the palace, you can feel a majestic momentum coming.

"Come with me. Yun Jinghong continued to walk forward.

The king did not return and followed him without saying a word, for some reason he felt that he could not scream wantonly in this palace. It is full of divine majesty, but it is not oppressive, but it is a little peaceful. There are three Yuxu Palaces, one main palace and two smaller palaces, and the two of them walked all the way to the palace in the center before stopping.

Here are written "human emperor que" a few big characters, the words are vigorous and powerful like silver hook iron painting, and even the person who wrote the words will integrate his life Taoism into it, so that these words exude an immeasurable terrifying atmosphere, as if a human emperor sits high above the heavens and overlooks all the spirits, and the king is in the world. This kind of power pressed Wang Bugui, and he felt the blood and qi in his body churning and surging, and a supreme force overwhelmed him.

"This is the coercion left by the patriarch of this sect to test the potential of future generations, if you want to worship me as a teacher, it depends on how much you can withstand. Yun Jinghong said lightly.

"Roar!"

When Wang Bugui heard this, he shouted loudly and tried his best to resist the coercion, but the stronger his strength, the greater the coercion. This supreme coercion had already overwhelmed the king's face like gold paper, and he would cough up a mouthful of blood at any time, but he held back himself and concentrated on fighting the coercion with all his might. But he didn't want to think that just when he thought he was going to survive, the pressure increased again, and Wang Bugui's body was bent down quickly.

The coercion gradually became stronger, and no matter how Wang Bugui resisted, it seemed that he could not reach the limit, but he didn't believe that he couldn't resist. After another period of time, the coercion pressed Wang Bugui's bones to a crackling sound, and a little blood overflowed from his mouth, gritting his teeth and forcibly holding on. You must know that he doesn't have any Dao method, but he is fighting against this kind of Dao coercion with his body and blood, and it is amazing enough to be able to do this.

An hour has passed, and Wang Bugui has not yet fallen, and now the intensity of the coercion has broken a few bones for him, but the crumbling body just won't fall. There were a few times when he almost fell to his knees, but eventually got up. What supports him is a belief in becoming stronger, as well as the responsibility on his body, and the obsession to save Hanae Qianying. Yun Jinghong nodded with relief when he saw it, this kid is as talented as his father.

It was these thoughts that made the king not return all the way, and gradually, two hours had passed. Many of the bones in his body were deformed but still holding on, and everything he saw in his eyes was blurred, only a belief was still clear. But all this was extremely shocking, two hours was the height that his father had finally barely reached, but he still wanted to hold on.

Yun Jinghong's eyes lit up, he stared at Wang Bugui without blinking his eyes, he wanted to know where the limit of this young man was. As time passed, Yun Jinghong lost the appearance of the fairy wind bones, and his mouth was opened into an O-shape and never closed. You must know that if you can hold on for an hour under this kind of coercion since ancient times, it is enough to be called a genius.

If he can hold on for two hours, it is a demon-level existence, and the kid in front of him actually didn't rely on any Dao method, and only relied on his physical body to survive for three hours! What does three hours mean?

He couldn't help but think of a saying that has been passed down from generation to generation with the ancestors of this lineage: Tao gives birth to one, life to two, two to three, and three to all things. If there is a person who can persist for three hours under this kind of coercion, it must be a person who is admired by all spirits, and truly amazes the talent of the ages!