Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

If his soul had not been injured, he would have used the Heaven and Man Qi Technique to spy on his luck at this time.

But even if he didn't rely on the qi-gazing technique to predict his luck, he could still see that there was something extraordinary about the young man in front of him.

Especially this young man's physique, he couldn't help but admire.

This is definitely not a natural physique, but a manifestation of cultivating a magical power to an extremely high level.

But with his vision, he couldn't even tell what this magical power was.

I only know that this magical power is of a high level, perhaps comparable to the top magical powers of Confucianism.

When he came back to his senses, he saw the young man looking at him curiously, and Zeng Yun responded with a smile: "I, Zeng Yun, came here at the invitation."

"The old gentleman is also here to meet the tutor?"

Yang Feng looked at the old man in front of him, and felt that although the old man's clothes were not luxurious, he had an aura of calmness and self-reliance, and he was wary of it.

"Ok?"

Zeng Yun frowned slightly, and then asked: "Isn't your teacher Zhang Yunxiang?"

"Besides me, who else is coming?"

"My master, Hongxuan, is the headmaster of Xuantian Clan!"

Yang Feng's expression turned serious, and he said in surprise: "The old gentleman said he came to see his master. Could it be that he doesn't even know who his master is?"

"Huh? Hongxuan!?"

"Who is your teacher? When did you become his disciple?"

Hearing this name, Zeng Yun's face suddenly showed a hint of solemnity.

Of course, this name is familiar to him.

Time passed ruthlessly, and he and Wang Hongxuan had not seen each other for twenty years.

But this young man who is suspected of inheriting the five-color divine light has already become famous in the Great Yan cultivation world.

It was even not difficult for him to guess that the person who defeated the incarnation of Prince Dayan was most likely this person.

In fact, along the way, at least dozens of people came to ask him about Wang Hongxuan.

However, I heard that Wang Hongxuan’s whereabouts were strange and very special.

Even the Pingluan Division, a powerful organization that controls Great Yan's intelligence, has not been able to find any trace of him.

Who would have thought that this person would have arrived at Lingtian Pass before him.

It seems that you have lived here for many years?
"Old sir, you really recognize your master."

Yang Feng's expression relaxed, and then he said seriously: "Sixteen years ago, when the teacher passed by Longshan City, he took me in."

"Sixteen years ago..."

Zeng Yun nodded and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It had been twenty years since he last saw Wang Hongxuan.

Later, I heard that this man traveled to many places, but I never thought that he even had a disciple.

It’s just that this young man’s practice has only lasted sixteen years, but has he already achieved such an achievement?

"Old sir, come with me."

Having said this, Yang Feng put down his broom, stepped forward and opened the door, bowed slightly and invited Zeng Yun to enter.

Zeng Yun gathered his thoughts and stepped through the door.

It was just one step, but Zeng Yun's body was shocked!
It felt as if an invisible barrier had been penetrated. In just a moment, it seemed that the scene in front of me had completely changed, as if it had transformed into a different world.

This courtyard is not big, covering an area of ​​only ten meters at most. Not to mention a practitioner, even among ordinary people, it is not very big.

But Zeng Yun raised his eyebrows and looked, but he couldn't see the end at a glance.

In all directions, I saw light wind and light clouds, and a bright sun hanging high in the sky.

Among the mountains and valleys, the endless spiritual fields can be seen, slowly falling down like the waves of the ocean.

A scent unique to Lingmi rushed to his face instantly, filling the space between heaven and earth.

"Cave Heaven Paradise!"

Zeng Yun looked back, and there seemed to be no bounds behind him. A spiritual river flowed like a waterfall from the sky, and then divided into thousands of streams, watering a large spiritual field.

Looking up again, I saw the light of the sun, shining brightly in the void invisible to the naked eye.

There are many stars twinkling vaguely, and they seem to be all-encompassing.

"This……"

Seeing this scene, Zeng Yun was shocked.

There are many magical powers in the world that can open up caves.

The weaker ones can only open up three miles of land.

And the strong ones among them, such as the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, are the best among them, and they can open up three thousand miles of land in their sleeves.

With just a thought, you can frighten a group of monsters.

Confucianism also has such magical powers.

But this cave is too big and too real!
"This is the cave opened by the master, and it's called Xuanluo."

"These spiritual fields are the result of the master's improvement on many spiritual rice, and the final cultivated superior spiritual rice is also called Dragon Elephant Rice. The effect of cultivation is even better than other spiritual rice."

Yang Feng took a deep breath, feeling refreshed both physically and mentally, with an indescribable sense of freedom and peace.

The spiritual energy in this cave may not be as rich as the outside world, but he prefers to stay here.

"Xuanluo Cave Heaven...Longxiang Rice..."

Zeng Yun's expression remained unchanged, but his heart sank.

In Great Yan and even in the three great dynasties, there were few forbidden things. No common swords, guns, bows, crossbows or armor will be prohibited.

Even the magic weapons and magic weapons among the monks were allowed to be circulated.

The only things that are truly prohibited are these two items.

One is Dharma and the other is rice.

As the saying goes, the law should not be passed lightly.

Any sect, unless it is specially granted by the dynasty, cannot establish a sect or recruit disciples.

Disciples of the sect must submit their talents for promotion.

The seeds of spiritual rice cannot be spread, except within the seventy-two passes and specially sealed sects.

Other sects must also buy spiritual rice seeds from the dynasty every year, distribute them, and plant them.

Although these two prohibitions are not without flaws, the Department of Peace and Rebellion may not be able to detect those who occasionally break the prohibitions.

But planting spiritual fields on such a large scale is undoubtedly taboo.

What exactly does Wang Hongxuan want to do?
hum!
Not long after the two stepped into the cave, there was a buzzing sound that echoed.

Then, many colors seemed to come alive and quickly gathered towards the center of the sky.

In just a few moments, the space between heaven and earth had turned into a ladder leading straight to the clouds.

At the end of the ladder to heaven is the great sun in this cave!
"After twenty years of separation, the old gentleman remains as charming as ever!"

As the five-color ladder fell down, a slightly smiling voice also sounded.

Its voice was not loud, but it echoed between heaven and earth.

"It really is him..."

Zeng Yun's eyes moved slightly, and his heart was a little complicated, and he responded: "I haven't seen you for twenty years, but the power of fellow Taoist has become more and more prosperous!"

As the words echoed, Zeng Yun had already stepped onto the ladder to heaven, one step at a time, rising to the sky.

Yang Feng looked up at the golden sun among the clouds and thunder, and felt a hint of worry in his heart. In an instant, he pressed it into the bottom of his heart and walked into the spiritual field.

In the spiritual field, a girl who was a few years younger than him was chasing a little girl holding a puppy, yelling, and letting out a few laughs from time to time.

call!
Zeng Yun was walking on the ladder to heaven, but his mind was observing his surroundings.

The more he looked, the more surprised he became!
He is not good at this kind of magical power, but he has a very high vision and still has some knowledge of magical powers.

At this moment, in his perception, this cave was not only boundless in size, but also so real that there was almost no flaw in it.

It seems like this is another world.

"Five-color divine light, and this magical power similar to the universe in one's sleeves..."

"Who is this Wang Hongxuan?"

Zeng Yun's doubts deepened, but he climbed up step by step.

With one movement of his figure, he had already reached the end of the ladder.

Looking at the dazzling light that was enough to melt metal into iron, Zeng Yun stepped into the sun where endless rays of light intertwined like stars.

call!
The sounds of explosions that were so violent that it was unimaginable were heard one after another, and the peerless trembling sounds that could tear apart mountains and rivers were all bound in the great sun.

After Zeng Yun set foot, he glanced around and saw two people sitting cross-legged on the high platform in the endless fire.

One of them, with black clothes and red hair, sat with his back to him, his breath changing rapidly, either calm, detached, ethereal, or violent.

Its breath is changing every moment, and many shadows of gods and demons can be vaguely seen, flickering and extinguishing behind it.

"Demon Slayer Illustration, Zhang Yunxiang!"

Zeng Yun's eyes narrowed, and he naturally recognized this important figure in the Great Yan Dynasty, who could be ranked among the top five.

But all his attention now was attracted by another person.

The man was dressed in white robes, and his appearance was just ordinary, with nothing strange about him.

At this time, the other party was sitting upright and looking at him with a smile.

And this person was none other than Wang Hongxuan, who saved him twenty years ago.

Compared to the red-haired young man with ever-changing aura in front of him, this person's aura was empty, ethereal and mysterious, as if it was all-encompassing and accommodated everything.

In this endless violent flame, the two seemed to maintain a fragile balance.

"Long time no see."

Seeing Zeng Yun approaching, Su Bai smiled lightly and said, "Old sir."

"Fellow Taoist cultivation has become more and more unfathomable, but..."

Zeng Yun stopped in the midst of the blazing fire and spoke in a calm tone with a hint of regret: "A grand meeting of ten thousand sects is about to be held. Masters from all walks of life in Great Yan will gather like clouds. This action of fellow Taoist is too unwise..."

He could naturally see that Zhang Yunxiang was at a disadvantage.

But Zhang Yunxiang is not the only one among the powerful people in Great Yan.

A grand meeting of ten thousand sects is about to be held, and the imperial capital of the Great Yan Dynasty is the central place.

There are no less than a hundred monks at the ninth level of the Holy Realm alone!

"It's not that I want to be in trouble with this person. In fact, this person has been chasing me for many years and I can't get rid of him."

"No, I can only have a chat with him."

Looking at the red-haired young man in front of him with his eyes closed and silent, Su Bai shook his head slightly: "Unfortunately, this one is too competitive."

"You have obviously lost, but you still want to find someone to come over and overturn the table..."

(End of this chapter)