Taishang patriarch crawled out of the tomb

Chapter 60 What the old man smokes is not cigarettes, but invincibility

"break--!"

In the secret room, Yang Heng drank in a low voice, his breath soared, and a gust of wind was blown up, causing the oil lamps on the walls of the secret room to flicker on and off.

"Establish the Taoist platform, build a golden body, and after the Taoist platform is the golden body!"

Yang Heng said to himself, his whole body was full of energy and blood, and he let out a dragon chant.

After ten dragon chants, his cultivation has broken through from the Daotai state to the golden body state.

In this realm, the golden body can greatly increase the strength and blood of the physical body, allowing the practitioner to have a tyrannical physique, and the lifespan has also increased to a thousand years.

Ordinary people practice this realm and follow the rules, such as finding a girlfriend first, then getting married, and finally having children, step by step in order.

however.

Yang Heng has already been physically sanctified, and his qi, blood and physical strength have reached the standard. He practiced this level, like marrying a son, and succeeded in an instant.

"Whoo~"

Yang Heng let out a long breath, and felt that the strength of his whole body did not change much.

"Then, it's the next realm, the saint realm!"

This is a saint who cultivates spiritual power, a Dharma cultivation, similar to physical cultivation that sanctifies the body.

"If I break through, I will be the double sage who cultivates both law and body!"

Yang Heng's eyes were bright.

With a flash of multicolored light on his fingers, a humanoid medicine appeared.

After advancing to the Golden Body Stage, he took all the elixirs he had obtained from the Black Eagle Sect and Julu Sect, and now, only this humanoid medicine is left.

This human-shaped medicine is very strange. It is originally a fruit of increasing spirits, but when it matures, it turns into a human form.

Like a miniature doll, delicate and cute, wearing a colorful bellyband, with sparkling eyes, held in Yang Heng's hand, with a red face full of panic and begging for mercy.

"click"

Yang Heng opened his mouth and bit off its head with one bite.

"It tastes good. Suck!"

Yang Heng rolled his tongue, and the human-shaped medicine was completely drawn into his mouth, and it turned into a mouthful of fragrant medicine, and colorful divine lights emerged from the gap between the mouth and nose, which was extraordinarily gorgeous.

It seems to have eaten a colorful sun.

"Boom"

The powerful medicinal power turned into a waterfall and torrent, rushing down, Yang Heng was shaken all over, and hurriedly ran the Tianmo Tome, and his cultivation base quickly improved.

Simultaneously.

There is a wonderful breath of law in the human-shaped medicine, which makes Yang Heng enter the Tao instantly and immerse himself in the mysterious enlightenment.

I do not know how long it has been.

Yang Heng's body gradually began to have a saintly aura, and it became stronger and stronger. There was a roar in his chest, and the sound of drums was beating, which was the vibration of blood and heartbeat, and a colorful glow lingered above his head.

"Be holy on the ground, master the law of heaven and earth, become a saint and a great virtue, and protect the common people!"

This is to establish a sacred will and make a great wish.

When every soul is sanctified, it must establish such a holy will in order to obtain the approval of heaven.

"Om~"

A trace of wonderful laws fell from the void and fell into Yang Heng's body.

Yang Heng's whole body was shaken, and his whole body felt comfortable. His vigor and blood increased again, and his body was covered with a layer of glow. His cultivation broke through the Golden Body Realm, and he was promoted to the Saint Realm.

But the medicinal power of the human-shaped medicine in his body is still full, and the law of hanging from the top of his head has not dissipated.

The law is mysterious, and the peak of the saint has only begun to touch it. As long as you understand it, you can greatly increase your combat power.

At this time, the saint is not an ordinary saint.

But the Old Ones!

As Yang Heng refined the power of the medicine, the aura on his body continued to grow stronger, and his cultivation reached the peak of the Saint Realm. The mystery of the law reverberated in his heart, and he tried to comprehend it.

The law comprehended by the predecessor is the law of heavenly magic. Relying on the law of heavenly magic, the predecessor set foot on the ancient sage, and finally proved the quasi-emperor, becoming the famous master of Tongtian sect.

Yang Heng inherited the memory of his predecessor, as well as his comprehension of laws.

just now.

He wanted to comprehend a new law and make himself the strongest Old Sage.

however.

Qi and blood circulated back and forth in the body, and the fluctuations in cultivation became stronger and stronger, reaching the threshold of the Old Sage, but Yang Heng still couldn't comprehend it.

The thread of law hanging from the top of the head also began to fade.

Yang Heng was angry in his heart, and devoted himself to perception and comprehension.

"The predecessor can comprehend the law, why can't the old man?"

"This old man can definitely do it!"

"The aptitude of this old man is definitely not weaker than others!"

Yang Heng roared in his heart.

Then he suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "The Immortal God Hand, help this old man understand the law!"

The law is mysterious, and it can only be sensed by the mind, but cannot be touched, but at this moment, Yang Heng's hand actually touched this trace of the law.

all of a sudden.

His whole body trembled violently, and a trace of wonderful sentimental information was uploaded from the hand of Immortal God
"The Immortal God's Hand can only comprehend the hand-like exercises, supernatural powers and rules related to skills"

"Understanding"

Seeing this, Yang Heng was excited.

"The qualifications of this old man are not bad!"

"Isn't this the beginning of comprehension?"

There are three thousand laws, all-encompassing, and boundless. You can only comprehend the law that suits you best.

At this time, it is the Old Sage.

"I don't know what laws the immortal hand can help me comprehend."

Yang Heng waited patiently.

however.

The time for a cup of tea has passed, the time for a stick of incense has passed, and there is still no feedback from the Immortal Hand.

Yang Heng still waited patiently.

Finally, the night passed.

The next morning.

"Huh? What's going on, is it stuck?"

Yang Heng couldn't calm down anymore, his heart skipped a beat.

In his opinion, the immortal hand is like a system, but it is more humane. But now, the immortal hand has been comprehended for a long time, but there is no reply. Yang Heng suspects that the immortal hand is stuck.

And the head is empty, the law has long since disappeared.

Seeing this, Yang Heng was silent for a while.

Is the law so difficult to comprehend?Even the Immortal Hand can't do anything?
How did the predecessor comprehend it?
How did the scumbag Zhanfei who was blown up by himself become the Old Sage?
He frowned and pondered, unknowingly took off the tobacco pot from his waist, put the cigarette on and put it on his mouth, held the pot between his fingers, took a deep puff, and puffed out the smoke.

But right now.

A voice came from the Immortal God's hand.
"Discovering the right manual technique: Hand-clamped pot smoking technique. This technique can match the rules."

"The matching of the rules is completed, and the perception of the Hanyan Pot rule is successful."

Yang Heng couldn't help being stunned by the action of smoking, and his eyeballs fell out.

"The law of dry smoke pot?"

"Is there such a rule in the Three Thousand Rules?"

"What is the dry smoke pot rule?"

Yang Heng was puzzled.

At this time, the Immortal Hand sent detailed information.
"The law of the dry pot: as the name suggests, it is the smoking rule of the big smoker."

"Usage method and effect: When the king is against the enemy, he can fight against the enemy with a dry tobacco pot in his mouth.

"Smoking while killing the enemy, under the blessing of the law of the dry smoke pot, Jun's combat power will be doubled, and every move will not only have the aura of a big boss, but also double the lethality."

Yang Heng was stunned.

Immediately he laughed, raised his hands, and kissed each other on the left and right.

"The Immortal Hand is really my treasure!"

"The law of dry smoke pot, very good, very strong!"

Slightly closing his eyes, the information of the "Dry Smoke Pot Law" of the Immortal Hand came into Yang Heng's mind one by one.

This is like empowerment.

Yang Heng didn't need to worry too much, he had already fully comprehended it.

At this moment.

He gradually discovered that he had a very profound understanding of smoking.

Including loading cigarettes, lighting cigarettes, opening the mouth, and smoking with the pipe between fingers, all are completely different from before.

Like an old smoker who has smoked for tens of thousands of years.

Every movement, every posture is completely natural, with a kind of "almost Tao" mystery.

Especially when smoking, there is a great mystery between inhaling and exhaling, as if what you smoke is not cigarettes, but the way of heaven and earth.

and.

His movements and posture are chic and domineering, with a natural temperament of a big guy, smoking a cigarette, not talking, but he seems to be invincible.

Yang Heng looked in the mirror, stared carefully, found this, and couldn't help being very satisfied.

"As the Great Patriarch, what is the most important thing? Naturally, this temperament and demeanor!"

"It still lacks a big back. With a big back and a dry smoke pot, the old man's invincible temperament is perfect!"

At this moment.

The human form medicine has been consumed, and Yang Heng's background and body accumulation are too strong. If it is someone else, the effect of the human form medicine may be greater.

now.

Yang Heng just naturally advanced to the realm of the ancient sages.

"The next step is the quasi-emperor!"

Yang Heng's eyes were deep, and his face shrouded in smog was deep. He raised his left thumb, and the breath there seemed to be stronger, and sometimes it was a little hot.

The supernatural power of the left thumb should be bred soon.

"Now, it's time to see the auspiciousness of the Julu Sect, the Heaven-swallowing Julu!"

Yang Heng stood up suddenly.

Compared with the improvement of cultivation base, he is more concerned about the increase of physical strength, and the promotion of the Immortal Hand, which is the basis for him to fight against the ominous red hair.

"Fatty, let's go see your sworn brother!"

"Okay, brother."

The voice of the bloodthirsty black eagle sounded, and the next moment, it had already appeared on Yang Heng's shoulder, and the scarlet light of the blood moon eyes flickered.

And this time.

Outside the mountain gate of Juluzong.

A group of bald old men came up the mountain.

They are the ancestors of other sects around Qingyang Mountain.

The Black Eagle Sect and the Julu Sect were slaughtered, and they were restless, so they made an appointment at dawn.

"We're here to visit your Great Patriarch!"

They said with a smile.

All of them were wearing loose robes, holding pipes of dry tobacco in their mouths, puffing out clouds of smoke, choking so much that Liu Youfu, a disciple of the Xisui Sect who received them, burst into tears, scolding these old smokers in his heart.

"Several seniors, our Taishang Patriarch is currently retreating, I'm afraid the seniors have made this trip in vain."

Liu Youfu pinched his nose, bowed and said.

The group of bald old men nodded, looked at each other, and said: "No problem, we can go to the welcoming hall to wait for your Taishang Patriarch."

After that, he exhaled another puff of smoke, and he couldn't see people clearly within a radius of ten meters, and he couldn't hear the echo of the disciple of the Xisui Sect who received them.

"Huh? What about people?"

"Ah! Why did you faint on the ground?"

"Old Zhang, the smell of your smoke is too strong, step back and see if you have fainted his disciples."

"Hehehe, old Liu, what is this? Let me sit next to the Taishang Patriarch of the Xisui Sect later, and watch the old man fume to death."

　There will be an update in the afternoon, come on.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)