Brother Zhetian Yang

Chapter 60 Former Secretariat

Rumble.

Suddenly, a powerful aura rushed out from a place more than ten miles away, and a man wearing the attire of an elder of the Ji family rushed out.

He, covered in blood, was actually on the run.

Yang Xingchen hurried on quickly. He didn't dare to get involved in the fight between the masters. Now he was just a weakling in the second level of the Tao Palace. He stayed away from the battles at the level of the Supreme Elder.

Rumble.

There was another loud noise, and a new portal opened. A golden ancient chariot flew out, with a tall figure on it, like a demon god.

The ancient chariot rumbled, and there was a man on it, wearing a wolf god mask. His body was strong and powerful, and his whole body was shrouded in golden light.

Around his body, nine true dragons, nine phoenixes, nine white tigers, and nine basalts were lingering around him, with divine light flashing.

Yang Xingchen felt this powerful aura, and with the four saucy figures, he was definitely Wang Teng who had transformed into the wolf god.

Thinking of this, he fled even faster.

The two of them chased each other and fled towards the Pingcheng where Yang Xingchen had just left.

"Wolf God, my Ji family is not someone to be trifled with. Don't go too far!" said the supreme elder of the Ji family.

The man did not answer, but held the true dragon seal with his hand, like the emperor of heaven subduing the devil.

Like a star falling from the sky, ninety-nine and eighty-one true dragons rushed out.

The sound of dragon roar shook the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, it was so terrifying.

The aftermath of the battle was like a storm, causing Yang Xingchen to do several somersaults, and he had to flee in a hurry.

Fortunately, Wang Teng went after the Supreme Elder of the Ji family and was not interested in Yang Xingchen, a little bastard.

After more than ten days, Yang Xingchen quickly returned to Taixuan Sect.

What an adventure it was.

This trip took more than a month. After Yang Xingchen handed over the task, he said hello to Fangfang and the children and then retreated.

Yang Xingchen took out the half-foot-long piece of ancient wood and observed it carefully. Except that it made a metallic clanking sound when he struck it, there was nothing unusual about it.

"If the former secretariat is related to him, it should be related to Yuanshen."

This thing is the inheritance of the former Zi Mi.

He scanned it carefully with his spiritual mind, hoping to get the Taoist patterns inside.

The little man between his eyebrows flew out and flew into the piece of wood.

This piece of wood emits a brilliant divine light, like a sun shining on a person who cannot open their eyes, shining for eternity.

Yang Xingchen sat cross-legged there motionless, letting the fairy light shine, and felt a special Taoist charm.

The wood in his hand seemed to be burning, becoming scalding hot.

I don't know how long it took, but a secret was imprinted in his mind.

This is a supreme secret technique. It is exactly the secret of Qianzi. It is the supreme secret of cultivating the soul. After the cultivation reaches perfection, one can occasionally have a premonition of the future.

After a long time, he opened his eyes. "According to the original text, Xing Zi Mi can interfere with time, and Qian Zi Mi can also interfere with time. After practicing to the ultimate state, you can step into the realm of time. The two secret techniques can be combined together. exert greater power, promote each other, and complement each other.”

Yang Xingchen put the piece of wood away, and then carefully studied the former word secrets.

Soon the immortal platform between his eyebrows began to sparkle. As he comprehended, the blue starlight between his eyebrows quickly turned into nine-color divine light.

The little blue man between his eyebrows was emitting thousands of rays of light, and divine lights of various colors fell down like waterfalls, covering his whole body.

Qian Zi Mi can strengthen the soul and temper the physical body, which is extremely miraculous.

Yang Xingchen's soul emitted rays of light. As he continued to operate the Qianzi Secret, the nine-color divine light spread from the center of his eyebrows to his whole body, constantly baptizing and refining him. body.

As he practiced, his Taoist palace actually emitted the sound of the Great Heavenly Sound, which was like the sound of sacrifices in ancient times.

"The Tao me in the Tao palace? Die me? Are you blessing me?"

The divinity in the former secret can actually activate the divinity of the gods in the Tao Palace!
When he was practicing word secrets before practicing, Yang Xingchen quickly discovered the similarities between it and astrology.

The astrology left behind by Tai Xuanzi, the founder of the sect, indeed has some incomplete former secrets, but the incompleteness is very severe, and it is slightly affected.

He feels that his astrology is constantly improving, and his understanding of him is getting deeper and deeper, but Yang Xingchen still feels that the former secretariat is better, more than one level higher.

The former Zi Mi, one of the Nine Secrets, is indeed infinitely mysterious. His spiritual consciousness continues to grow, and his body is constantly being baptized, creating a kind of divinity.

Yang Xingchen's body was shrouded in a mysterious light, and as he continued to run the former word secret, it became more and more powerful.

As his spiritual consciousness continued to grow, he soon entered a more magical state of enlightenment.

A few months later, with the buzzing sounds, he had a magical resonance with the aura around him.

The secret of the words before practicing had a really powerful effect on the soul. He could feel that the soul was much stronger.

His body was shrouded in five-color spiritual energy. This spiritual energy seemed to be spiritual particles with five different attributes, just like the power of the five elements, emitting different divine lights.

He felt the Heavenly Sound of the Great Dao roaring in his mind, and the countless charms of the Great Dao lingered around his little blue spiritual figure.

The little blue person between his eyebrows automatically sat up cross-legged, constantly running the prescript, and constantly strengthening himself.

Wang Teng in the original text is so awesome and so powerful that he can rival Ye Fan who took the magic medicine. Now that this secret word has fallen into the hands of Yang Xingchen, it is equivalent to having a part of his luck taken away by Yang Xingchen. I wonder if Wang Teng will gain anything else from his visit to the Eastern Barren Southern Territory this time?

Maybe Wang Teng is unlucky. After entering Pingcheng, he might find the old man selling wood and the mysterious ruins, and he might be able to get good things from the ruins.

Maybe if you're lucky, you can get the former secretariat there.

This unlucky guy was killed by Ye Fan in the future. He is a person with no future.

Even if Yang Xingchen plotted to kill him, the impact on the future would not be great. No boss would come back to cause trouble, right?
In fact, Yang Xingchen has always felt that time flows forward. For those who go back to the past against the long river of time, it is somewhat incomprehensible. At least until now, Yang Xingchen's cultivation level still cannot understand this setting of going back to the past. .

He also believes that he is the only one in this world and can only move forward vigorously. Rather than in the past time and space, there are countless me.

He has initially succeeded in practicing as a former scribe, and he will be able to automatically operate and strengthen his soul when practicing in the future.

His eyes penetrated the cave and looked in the direction of Zhuofeng. There was still a wilderness, except for an old man with white hair and dying, Li Ruoyu.

There are still a few years left before Ji Zi Mi is born, and he is bound to win!
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