Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1448 Eastern Emperor Rain

The skill of the nine tripods of luck is great, and then only the nine tripods are united to cultivate the way of life and heaven.

The way of life and heaven is closely related to one's own destiny.

If he can evolve his natal way by himself, Yang Xuan will be able to truly control his own luck and aura, so as to break free from the shackles of destiny, and live freely in the Nine Heavens and Xuanming from then on.

"If the old slave's prediction is correct, then Immortal Emperor Beixuan must have proved the Dao through cause and effect, and cultivated his own destiny and heaven, so he is called Immortal Emperor Palm Luck."

The old man Tongtian said: "If the young master wants to really kill this person in the future, he will be able to destroy his Dao foundation with his own destiny and the way of heaven. Without the aura of his own destiny and way of life, no matter how high his cultivation level is, he will still die. "

"My natal way of life should be in line with my way. If the two run counter to it, it will not be conducive to my future practice. As for the Beixuan Immortal Emperor, I will get rid of it myself sooner or later."

Yang Xuan squinted his eyes and said, he was not in a hurry to condense his natal and heavenly principles, everything will be discussed after he returns to the Sword God Palace.

After walking for decades, he asked, searched, thought, proved, and put his love on the mountains and rivers, but he didn't see through the world of mortals.

He has always been an individual, with a concern in his heart that he cannot let go, and now it is time to go home and see his parents and many relatives and friends.

The monks make their homes all over the world, and it can also be said that they have no home. Wherever they go, they are home.

It's just because most monks choose to forget their feelings when they embark on the journey of cultivation.

A person who forgets his emotions, or cuts his emotions and desires, although his cultivation speed is extremely fast, he will also lose the joy of being a human being.

For Yang Xuan, whether it is a fairy or an ordinary person, he is still a human being. Even if he proves immortality in the future, he only wants to be a human being.

How miserable it would be if there was no love in the heart for the rest of life.

Yang Xuan felt terrible even thinking about it.

……

"Brother Yang is leaving so soon?"

"Well, we have to go."

"The road to repair is so bumpy, Brother Yang, please take care of it. If there is a destiny, we will see you in Immortal Realm tomorrow."

"See you in Xianyu."

In the early morning of that day, Yang Xuan bid farewell to Pengfei, quietly left Kunpeng Mountain, and embarked on a journey back to Shenwu Continent.

Going back this time, he didn't use the original star core of the Xuanhuang Great World to teleport back directly, but used the Great Void Technique and Kunpeng's wings to shuttle through the vast starry sky.

In the past few days on Kunpeng Mountain, he had already consumed the drop of Kunpeng's divine blood bestowed by Peng Wuji.

That drop of Kunpeng's divine blood was a sacred artifact of the Kunpeng clan, not ordinary Kunpeng's divine blood.

According to what the old man Tongtian said, it should be a drop of life blood from Taikoo Kunpeng, which is much more precious than the life essence and blood in his body.

Yang Xuan refined this drop of painstaking effort. Due to his own blood relationship, although he could not incarnate the body of the Kunpeng, he also obtained the complete wings of the Kunpeng.

The Kunpeng wings of the ancient divine beast Kunpeng spread tens of thousands of feet, exuding immeasurable divine light from the whole body, and its speed is unrivaled in the world, unmatched by anyone.

When Yang Xuan first obtained this wing, he could not fully display his speed, but this wing was supplemented by the Great Void Technique, which also increased his speed by several times.

At the same time, his blood of the Underworld Demon Emperor has also been further strengthened, and his qi and blood are unparalleled.

In terms of strength alone, at this moment, his punch is enough to instantly kill ordinary extraordinary saints, and his strength is far greater than before.

On the other hand, Xiangxiang, the female corpse, was still sleeping in the Purgatory Sword and hadn't woken up for a long time, which made him somewhat worried.

"Wait, although I sympathize with this woman's experience, I shouldn't be so concerned about her. What's going on?"

While Yang Xuan was on his way, he couldn't help frowning.

He enters the Tao with love, but he is by no means a sentimental person. The reason why he saved the female corpse Xiangxiang was just doing it casually, and he didn't think too much about her.

"This is a great marriage technique. There is a ray of marriage aura hidden in this girl. When the young master rescued her, this aura of marriage turned into a thread of love, tightly entwining the young master and her. Together."

Old Man Tongtian said via voice transmission.

"There is such a thing! Why didn't Mr. Tong say it earlier?"

"This matter is not harmful to the young master. What difference does it make if the old slave says it or not?"

"Well, that's what I said, but I..."

"Young master, don't worry, there are many things you can ask for in this world, but fate is hard to find. In the vast sea of ​​people, how many people can find their perfect belonging, and how many people miss the best marriage in passing by. It can only be said that the moment the young master rescued this girl, you and her have been destined for a lifetime, and it is difficult to separate them."

"Forget it, you should tell me about this great marriage technique!"

"The Great Marriage Technique originated from the Great Karma Technique. As for who created it, even the old slave is not very clear, but the person who created this technique must be an expert."

Hearing this, Yang Xuan didn't say anything, he took out the Purgatory Sword, and muttered to himself: "Since ancient times, beauty is so unlucky, since I saved you, so what's the matter if I promise you a lifetime of worry-free life?"

After all, he felt something again, and said with a smile, "Are you finally awake?"

"You are……"

The next moment, a woman with a peerless appearance, as if untouched by the world, appeared in front of Yang Xuan out of thin air. Who is it if it's not the female corpse Xiangxiang?

"My name is Yang Xuan, you won't forget who I am so quickly, will you?"

Yang Xuan smiled dumbly, the fragrance of the female corpse was obviously very different from a few days ago.

At least his eyes are no longer confused, giving people an ignorant look.

"I remember you, you saved me, you are still... my master."

The female corpse Xiangxiang looked at Yang Xuan and whispered, "Thank you for saving me. I am Donghuangyu, the daughter of the Eastern Emperor. You, if you are not used to it, you can continue to call me Xiangxiang."

After a long slumber, her dust-laden memories have already recovered, and she even remembers the matter of resurrecting her soul with a dead body, as well as every bit of her relationship with Yang Xuan.

"Xiangxiang was named by me casually. I'd better call you by your name. As for saving you, you don't have to worry about it."

Yang Xuan smiled, and casually erased the restraint he had left in Donghuangyu's soul, and said: "It's unavoidable, please forgive me, from now on, I am no longer your master."

Donghuangyu remained silent, and said after a long time: "The Donghuang Palace has long since been destroyed, and my father has ascended to the Immortal Realm for many years. Now I have nowhere to go, and no one I know well. Can I follow you for a while?"

There was a bit of pleading in the words, which aroused pity.

"There is a difference between a man and a woman. If you are a big girl, if you follow me all day, you will inevitably be gossiped about. Besides, I am a dissolute person who loves to take advantage of others, especially a pretty chick like you. I have no resistance." , even so, are you willing to follow me?"

Yang Xuan smiled inexplicably, and with a few words, Donghuangyu's face turned red.

In her previous life, as the daughter of the Eastern Emperor, she had a respectable status, and there were few men who could get so close to her. How had she ever met such a frivolous "loafer" like Yang Xuan? how to speak.

(End of this chapter)