Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

Chapter 1 The True Shape of Dragon and Tiger
Daxuan Dynasty, Yanbei City.

On the martial arts training field in the center of the Yang family, 36 boys and girls gathered here, fearing the scorching sun in midsummer, all eagerly looking forward to it.

Because, today is once a month, the day when the masters of the Yang family teach martial arts.

But in this enthusiastic crowd, there was one person who seemed to have lost his soul and looked out of place.

"Aren't I typing at home, what is this place?"

Yang Xuanzhen looked around in a daze, surrounded by a group of ancient buildings, and a group of teenagers in ancient costumes with long hair.

This made his mind full of question marks.

He remembered that he had just finished typing the latest chapter of Pujie's novel. After checking ten times and finding no typos, he was about to click publish when he suddenly lost consciousness for a moment.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already in this strange place.

"Look, the person who taught us martial arts this time is actually Uncle Hong Lie."

"Tangshu Honglie is very powerful. If I get his true biography, I hope to join the Taiyi Sect in the future."

Just as Yang Xuanzhen was deep in thought, exclamations suddenly erupted from the crowd.

Following everyone's line of sight, a middle-aged man with narrow eyes and a beardless face stepped forward in the distance.

"Amazing."

Yang Xuanzhen's pupils shrank suddenly, and every time this person took a step, he was able to cover a distance of one zhang, and in just a few breaths, he came in front of everyone.

Yang Honglie stood still and looked around, then said in a deep voice, "Quiet!"

Immediately, everyone remained silent, waiting for his lecture.

Yang Honglie nodded slightly, and said straight to the point: "Martial arts practice is divided into ten levels. The first level is health preservation, the second level is strength training, the third level is moves, the fourth level is rigidity and softness, the fifth level is divine power, the sixth level is breath, the seventh level is internal strength, the eighth level is bravery, and the ninth level is physical strength. Ling, ten divine transformations."

This sentence, like a flood gate, caused a lot of information to flow in Yang Xuanzhen's mind.

"Ten layers of physical body, Xuanhuang Great World, Daxuan Dynasty, 99 Mansions, [-] cities, so that's how it is. I have traveled through it. This is the Great World of Eternal Life."

As a street writer, he knows very well about this bloody bridge of rebirth.

It's just that he didn't understand how he stayed at home, he was not struck by lightning, he was not hit by a car, and he didn't have [-].

Not even a girlfriend.

Why did it suddenly cross?
Yang Xuanzhen was puzzled.

Moreover, it was this extremely cruel world of eternal life that they traveled through.

It must be known that in this world, killing people to seize treasures, massacring cities and destroying countries are happening all the time.

Those powerful beings washed hundreds of millions of souls with blood at every turn, and the aftermath of the battle destroyed the stars.

If there is a slight mistake, he will die without a place to bury him. There is simply no reason at all.

The weak are like weeds, they can only be slaughtered.

Whether you can survive smoothly depends on luck.

At this time, Yang Honglie continued to speak: "In the secret realm of the physical body, every time one level is promoted, there will be a huge improvement, such as the ninth and eighteenth ranks in the official ranks. This is the reason why the so-called official ranks crush people to death."

"If you cultivate your physical body to the fifth level, the realm of divine power, you will be able to have the strength of a horse, tear tigers and leopards alive, and open monuments and stones just for nothing."

"The condition for our Daxuan Dynasty to recruit ordinary soldiers is to reach this level, and they must not exceed the age of 25."

Yang Honglie kept talking, which made Yang Xuanzhen secretly startled.

From memory, I know that the strength of this horse is not an ordinary horse, but a black and yellow fierce horse unique to the Daxuan Dynasty.

This horse has the blood of a flood dragon, and can travel thousands of miles a day. If the heavy cavalry attack, the general city walls will be smashed down.

In the Yang family's backyard, there are several black and yellow horses, one foot tall, with golden manes, and three points more powerful than elephants.

Only masters with the strength of a horse can meet the conditions for recruiting ordinary soldiers, which can be seen from the strength of the Daxuan Dynasty.

"If you can cultivate your physical body to the eighth level of bravery before the age of 20, you can sign up for the Taiyi Sect assessment, and have the opportunity to become outer sect disciples and truly ascend to heaven in one step."

"The ancestors of our Yang family once worshiped in the Taiyi sect, and even became disciples of the inner sect. This is the eternal glory of our Yang family!"

When Yang Honglie said the word Taiyimen, his expression was filled with infinite longing.

And all the youths from the Yang family were even more excited and trembling all over.

Throughout the ages, all those who worshiped the Taiyi Sect were famous for a while, and they were real figures of the hour.

Because the Taiyi Sect is the supreme overlord of the Xuanhuang Great World, ruling the endless territory.

"Today, what I want to teach you is the superior body training technique that the ancestors of our Yang family got from the Taiyi Sect, Dragon and Tiger True Form Kung Fu."

While speaking, Yang Honglie took a step forward and appeared in front of a boulder tens of feet away.

I saw his right arm raised high, like an iron rod across the air, and slammed down towards the boulder in front of him.

crackling.

The air exploded like thunder.

Yang Xuanzhen felt that this blow seemed to shake a mountain, forming a strong sense of oppression.

The moment the two came into contact, there was a "click" sound from the boulder, and cracks appeared, spreading rapidly like a spider's web.

In the blink of an eye, it fell apart.

"hiss."

The faces of the Yang family's children all changed.

"The cloud follows the dragon, and the wind follows the tiger."

Before everyone had more reactions, Yang Honglie's spine suddenly arched, like a dragon raising its head.

The next moment, the whole person shot out, towards the big tree on the edge of the martial arts field, and slammed into it fiercely.

Bang!
This tree, which was as thick as the waist of an adult man, unexpectedly couldn't withstand Yang Honglie's brutal impact, and exploded loudly, sending debris all over the sky.

"Damn it, that's my mother!"

Watching this scene, Yang Xuan was shocked again and again.

Is this still human?
It's just a humanoid tank.

Who can stop?

"Dragon and tiger strength, the most important is fierceness, but also lies in firm will and indomitable progress. Only when these two points are achieved can one truly enter the hall."

Yang Honglie flicked the dust off his clothes and stood proudly in front of everyone.

Suddenly, he pointed at Yang Xuanzhen, expressionless: "You, come out."

"What...me?"

Yang Xuanzhen immediately turned his head and looked around, and finally confirmed that this person was referring to him.

This made him confused about the situation.

And looking at his demeanor, there is even a hint of contempt, obviously harboring malicious intentions.

And among the members of the Yang family, a few showed gloating expressions, while the rest looked like they had nothing to do with them.

This is not right.

While Yang Xuan was really vigilant, he quickly searched all the memories about Yang Honglie in his mind.

Soon, a picture and a picture appeared.

Yang Honglie, ranked fifth among the uncles of the Yang family, has a perverse personality and a narrow mind.

Especially the dead father of the original body, he was at odds with this person during his lifetime and often argued.

Therefore, Yang Honglie often looks for opportunities, takes advantage of the problem, and does various things to make things difficult for the original body.

Even once, Yang Honglie sent a servant to beat and humiliate Yuan himself, forcing him to kneel and kowtow.

Fortunately, Seventh Uncle Yang Zhen arrived in time to stop all this.

One pile after another is extremely deep in Yuan's heart, and he can be said to hate this person to the bone.

(End of this chapter)