Eternal Demon King

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The ninth floor of the Yanshen Temple is like a stone room, almost hundreds of feet in size, very quiet.

On the top wall of the stone room, various runes are engraved, some are shaped like dragons and snakes, and some are shaped like mysterious turtles. its meaning.

Yang Xuan's spirit was strong, but he didn't feel any discomfort at all. He raised his head and looked at it intently, and his eyes gradually showed a little surprise, because he had seen all these runes before, so he was not unfamiliar at all.

On the eighth floor below the Yanshen Temple, the flame beasts he killed, the large number of runes in the many rune beads obtained, is not from this, one is not bad.

After careful calculation, these runes can almost synthesize dozens of magical powers, and these powerful fire supernatural powers are all left by the ancient flame god without exception.

"As expected of the Fire God, it's really amazing!"

Yang Xuan sighed that Yan Shen entered the Dao with fire, and created so many great supernatural powers to leave behind. , Emperor Yan was alone.

"These magical powers were all created by our ancestors when they were young, but the ninth level of the Yanshen Art is not among them. If you want to understand the ninth level of the Yanshen Art, you need to go to another place with your teacher."

At this moment, a stone door in the depths of the stone room suddenly opened, and a tall figure slowly walked out of it. Who was Emperor Yan?

"The disciple has seen the master."

When Yang Xuan gave rites, he paid tribute to Emperor Yan, and he should have a few etiquettes, not to mention Emperor Yan's personality, which was also worthy of his respect.

"Don't be too polite, you can come here so quickly, you are worthy of being my Xuanyuan Wushang's apprentice."

Emperor Yan waved his hand, feeling somewhat emotional in his heart.

I think it took him nearly a thousand years to get to the ninth floor of the Yanshen Temple. Who would have thought that Yang Xuan only spent more than a month from entering the Yanshen Temple until he reached the ninth floor. There is simply no comparison.

"It's not a disciple's honor to be able to worship under the master's seat."

Yang Xuan smiled, and couldn't help but ask, "Listen to what Master said, is there another cave on the ninth floor?"

"Of course."

Emperor Yan nodded slightly, stepped forward, and said, "The ninth floor of the Yanshen Temple is divided into inner and outer palaces. Where you are now is the outer palace."

"I see!"

Yang Xuan suddenly realized that the ninth level of the Yanshen Art should be in the inner palace. As for whether he can achieve anything, it depends on his ability.

With the Taoist scriptures and his extraordinary comprehension, he can comprehend the first eight layers of the Yanshen Art, but it does not mean that he can comprehend the ninth layer of the Yanshen Art. It can be seen how difficult it is to comprehend the ninth level of the Flame God Art.

"Let's go, go and see your wife first, she heard that I have an apprentice, but she is very curious about you!"

Emperor Yan quickly laughed again.

"Is the lady already awake?"

Yang Xuan was slightly startled.

"Wake up is awake, but the primordial spirit is still weak, and I don't know how much time it will take to re-condense the body."

Emperor Yan sighed lightly. In order to wake up the Ice Emperor, he did not hesitate to waste his energy, but even though the Ice Emperor woke up, his primordial spirit could not be repaired for a while, and it would take at least tens of thousands of years to recreate the flesh and blood. longer.

"Master's primordial spirit has been injured, Master can find some immortal pills for her."

Yang Xuan said, as if he remembered something, and hurriedly took out two medicinal pills from the storage ring, and said, "Disciple has two medicinal pills here, one can reshape the soul, and the other can regenerate the body, Maybe it will be useful to the mistress."

"Purple glass soul-shaping pill, purple glass body-shaping pill, these two kinds of elixir are rarely seen in the ancient times, they are the real healing medicine!"

Emperor Yan's eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again: "Okay, it's really the right time to bring you to the Yan God Temple. I didn't expect you to have such a good treasure on your body. Your mistress is now saved."

"It's good to be able to help Mistress."

Yang Xuan didn't dare to take credit, so he handed two pills to Emperor Yan respectfully. As long as he could save his wife, Emperor Bing, not to mention the mere two pills of purple glass, even if he spent all his savings, he wouldn't do it. There will be a little hesitation.

"Good apprentice, I owe you a favor for the master!"

Emperor Yan took the medicine pill, rolled up Yang Xuan with his big hands, and in a blink of an eye, he came to a magnificent stone hall.

Although the surface of this stone hall is almost identical to that of the Fire Temple, it is obviously much older, and everything is full of traces of time.

"This is the real Yanshen Temple, and it is also the place where our ancestors transformed themselves. Except for the teacher and the previous patriarchs of our clan, no one else has ever been here."

Emperor Yan said in a deep voice.

"Is the lady in the palace?"

Yang Xuan asked.

"Well, before my teacher fell asleep, I sealed a strand of your mistress's primordial spirit in a soul-cultivating lamp and placed it inside."

Emperor Yan nodded, and then said: "As for the ninth floor of Yanshen Art, it is hidden in the statue of our ancestors in the temple. After you worship the statues of our ancestors, you can try to comprehend it. a bit."

After all, he took Yang Xuan and strode into the stone hall.

The stone hall is very old, but it is extremely vast, with a sense of endless avenues.

Yang Xuan followed behind Emperor Yan step by step, walking forward, and not long after he saw an ancient statue.

It was a middle-aged man, his face was cut like a knife, his majestic appearance was full of red hair, and his red hair was scattered freely.

Needless to say, this is undoubtedly the God of Flame. Although it is just a god statue, it is lifelike and full of charm, making people see the god statue as if it were the deity of the flame god.

"You are my disciple, even if you are a member of my Taikoo Yan clan, go and meet our ancestors!"

Emperor Yan said.

Yang Xuan didn't say a word, and immediately stepped forward, bowed down and bowed, and saw the whole statue suddenly glow with divine light, and then quickly fell silent.

"This is……"

Yang Xuan got up and looked at Emperor Yan, his face full of shock.

"Although the ancestors of our clan have transformed into the Dao, but a spiritual thought has not dissipated, they attached to this statue. Obviously, the ancestors of our clan recognized you, and you can also observe the statue and learn the ninth art of the god of flames. Floor."

Emperor Yan smiled.

"There is no rush to understand the Flame God Secret Art. Shizun should take the disciples to see the teacher first!"

Yang Xuandao.

"Your lady-in-law is beautiful and flawless, and her splendor is peerless. Don't look at it when you see it later."

Emperor Yan made a rare joke, and led Yang Xuan to the depths of the stone hall with a big laugh. There was an ancient bronze lamp with green rust mottled. The wick on the ancient lamp was not burnt, and a cluster of cyan flames was burning, emitting a mysterious fragrance. Peace of mind.

Obviously, this is the soul-raising lamp.

Looking through the swaying blue flame, I could vaguely see a slightly lonely figure. It was the Dao Companion of Emperor Yan, the Ice Emperor, one of the five ancient emperors.