Eternal Demon King

On the sea, the tides ebb and flow, ups and downs, constantly slapping the fringing reefs and beaches not far away, rumbling and continuous.

However, on this rough sea, no waves could get close to Fengshen Langjun.

Fengshen Langjun's current state is very mysterious, holding the breeze in his right hand, his eyes are slightly closed, he seems to be sleeping but not sleeping, and seems to be awake but not awake, as if he is comprehending something.

Yang Xuan knew in his heart that Fengshen Langjun was comprehending the law of wind.

The law represents the ultimate.

Unless a martial artist is extremely talented and has extraordinary understanding, it is difficult for him to master any kind of martial law in his lifetime.

Yang Xuan closed his mind, watched carefully, and figured it out.

For him, the law of the wind is still too far away, what he has to do now is to understand the origin of the wind from the breeze on the palm of Fengshen Langjun.

This is like arithmetic. You must first understand the most basic addition, subtraction, multiplication and division before you can slowly learn and master more advanced arithmetic. Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division is equivalent to the origin of the wind, which belongs to the most basic and core things.

Only by understanding and mastering the origin of wind can we successfully comprehend the law of wind in future practice and enlightenment.

boom!

At this moment, with Fengshen Langjun as the center, a large area of ​​the sea exploded, setting off monstrous water waves, as if a terrifying sea monster woke up from the bottom of the sea, with a loud noise.

"what happened!?"

Yang Xuan was taken aback and his thoughts were interrupted.

With his mind as his eyes, he was nervously watching Fengshen Langjun.

All of this was obviously caused by Fengshen Langjun, and he must have realized something.

"Did you already understand the law of wind!"

Yang Xuan's heart was full of shock, when he saw Fengshen Langjun suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and let out a loud shout.

In one word, the sound was loud, shaking the entire sea area.

In an instant, the monsters in this vast sea were dormant, and countless warriors were also deaf and dizzy due to the sound of shouting.

Of course, there are many masters among them. A few of the Heaven-Grasping Realm greats are self-cultivating and rushing to find out, but before they get close to Fengshen Langjun, one by one is like being struck by lightning and disintegrating into the void.

Puff puff! ! !

The blood mist exploded, how can the picture be described as bloody.

Yang Xuan was stunned. Those were some of the great powers of the Heaven-snatching Realm. Before they could figure out the situation, they died inexplicably without even screaming.

This scene also shocked the people who came to check later. No matter how high or low their cultivation was, they all turned around and left, daring not to stay for a moment.

"rise!"

Fengshen Langjun paid no attention to those people. He held the sky with one hand, and the breeze on his palm changed, instantly turning into a super storm rising into the sky.

For a time, the mountains and rivers turned upside down, the sun and the moon were dark, and the whole world suddenly became dark, leaving only a terrifying storm that went straight to the ceiling, making a sound like the sky and the earth cracking.

This situation, as if the end is coming, is extremely terrifying.

"Wind can be soft to overcome rigidity, softness can moisten all things, and rigidity can destroy everything."

In addition to being shocked, Yang Xuan has a further understanding of the wind.

This means that he opened the door, otherwise it is still unknown whether he will have this insight.

"Ten years of enlightenment, today will be completed."

Fengshen Langjun muttered to himself, waving his hands to disperse the storm.

"Ten years of enlightenment?"

Yang Xuan's heart was up and down, and it was difficult to calm down.

He understood that Fengshen Langjun had been wandering in the profound meaning of wind in the Dacheng realm for ten years, and finally today he had penetrated the profound mystery in one fell swoop and comprehended the law of wind.

Ten years, for an existence like Fengshen Langjun, it is only a snap of a finger, and it took only ten years to master the law of the wind, which shows how high Fengshen Langjun's talent is.

It can be said that as long as Fengshen Langjun does not fall, he will definitely enter the gate of immortality in the near future and become a true immortal of martial arts.

It's a pity that Heaven is jealous of Yingcai, and Rao is Fengshen Langjun who understands the law of the wind, and his strength is piercing through the sky, but he still died in Liu Shu's hands after all.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan's heart was full of mixed feelings.

He even wondered if one day he would die in a lonely place like Fengshen Langjun.

Swish!

Just as Yang Xuan's thoughts were turning, Fengshen Langjun stepped out, and the wind between heaven and earth surrendered to his feet, paving a radiant avenue of wind.

Fengshen Langjun walked along this avenue. One step was hundreds of thousands of miles. In just a dozen or so breaths, he walked all over the great world of Hongmeng where he was born, and finally came to a tombstone without saying a word for a long time.

Yang Xuan could vaguely see that there were two words on the tombstone, but he couldn't see it clearly, but he had a feeling that the person under the tomb was either a relative of Fengshen Langjun or his confidante.

Tick!

A drop of hot tears fell down his cheeks, and Yang Xuan clearly saw that Fengshen Langjun was crying, and the great emperor of the ancient generation, the number one person in the Sanctuary Great World, actually cried, which shows how important the people under the tomb are to him.

After a long time, Fengshen Langjun walked away with tears and walked all the way on the road of wind to the boundless starry sky...

Yang Xuan just looked at it like this, and before he knew it, his breathing became steady, and he entered into an epiphany like an old monk entering meditation, and he didn't even know that the picture in his mind had long since disappeared.

"So strong comprehension, no wonder at such an age, he has already comprehended the profound meaning of kendo and the profound meaning of fire."

Here, Fengshen Langjun sat on the ground, nodded secretly, and looked at Yang Xuan full of admiration.

Time passed slowly, and Yang Xuan's understanding of wind deepened little by little.

What is wind?

The wind is the wind of the years. From the beginning of chaos to the present, it has witnessed the vicissitudes of life and the changes of the years.

Whether it is people, monsters, or mountains, lakes, dense jungles, etc., they have spent a long time under the wind, even if the sea is dry, the rocks are rotten, and the stars are destroyed, it will always exist.

If you want to master the wind, you must first understand the origin of the wind.

"What is the source of wind?"

Yang Xuan frowned in thought, constantly comprehending in his mind.

After so long, he still didn't have the slightest clue. In the end, he simply released a spiritual force, and dispersed this spiritual force into bits and pieces, which were integrated into the heaven and the earth.

Wind, invisible and invisible, is born between heaven and earth, and wind can be formed as long as the air flows.

And if you want to understand the origin of wind, you have to integrate yourself into it.

Gradually, a little enlightenment grew in Yang Xuan's heart, and he pondered: "Everything in the world is divided into yin and yang, and the air is no exception. When the two merge, a breeze can be generated. Well, that's the truth."

Yang Xuan was so excited, his robes flew all over his body, and wisps of breeze intertwined around him, slowly lifting him up.

"So fast!"

Fengshen Langjun was surprised, then laughed again, and whispered: "This son is extremely talented, as long as he doesn't fall, one day he will surpass me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he swiped on the ground casually, and lowered his head little by little with a smile on his face.

The thoughts in Feng Lingzhu entered the body, allowing him to wake up, and he also saw a young man whose talent was not inferior to his, and even realized the origin of the wind from him, he has no regrets.

...

After about half a stick of incense, Yang Xuan slowly opened his eyes, raised his left and right hands together, and a breeze and a storm suddenly appeared on the palms of his hands.

"Sure enough!"

A satisfied smile flashed across Yang Xuan's mouth, he had mastered the source of wind.

In other words, he understood the profound meaning of wind.

From now on, as long as he is willing and his mind moves, he can form the wind.

"Try the power!"

Yang Xuan squeezed his right hand into a fist, attacked with all his strength, and attacked the sky.

boom!

A gust of wind condensed on his fist, and as he punched out, the gust turned into a spiral storm several meters in size, and the impacted void roared loudly.

"Good good!!!"

Yang Xuan was ecstatic, and with the Profound Truth of Wind, his strength greatly increased again.

In this way, supplemented by the profound meaning of kendo, the profound meaning of fire, the true essence of the sun, and the most powerful sword array, it is enough to leapfrog and kill ordinary supreme beings.

"Your Majesty, you?"

Suddenly, Yang Xuan discovered something, and his face suddenly changed.

"Don't shout, he's dead."

Purgatory Boy Road.

"died!"

Yang Xuan's heart trembled. Although he knew that Fengshen Langjun's life was soon, but when he heard the words of the purgatory boy, his heart was still aching and extremely uncomfortable.

"Don't be sad, a wisp of will can't last long, not to mention that he has consumed a lot of mental power, allowing you to realize the profound meaning of the wind."

The purgatory boy comforted and said, "Let's go and see, he left a message for you before he died."

Yang Xuanqiang endured the grief in his heart, lifted heavy steps, and slowly came to the remains of Fengshen Langjun.

Here, several large characters are clearly visible on the ground.

The wish has been fulfilled, and there is no regret!

"The wish is over, and there is no regret."

Yang Xuan's whole body was shaken, what kind of mind, how free and easy and uninhibited.

"People are dead, and it's useless to be sad. Let's go, the three supreme beings are here."

The purgatory boy said, as Fengshen Langjun's thoughts disappeared, the law of wind on Fengshen Langjun disappeared.

Without the law of wind, the land of storms has gradually returned to calm, no longer the scene of the raging winds of the past.

"Good day, I'm trying to kill someone now."

Yang Xuan retracted his gaze, his brows filled with fierce murderous intent.

For him, Fengshen Langjun preached to him, he was his master, and he was his benefactor. He would not allow Fengshen Langjun's remains to be desecrated by outsiders.

boom! boom! boom!

Soon, three figures descended from the sky, it was Chu Bufan, Zhou Ziyi, and Wei Zhongsheng.

When the three Supremes came, their eyes locked on Yang Xuan, who was seven or eight feet away.

However, Yang Xuan didn't seem to see the three of them. He lifted up his robes, knelt down on the ground, and respectfully kowtowed three heads to Fengshen Langjun, which was regarded as a teacher's salute.

"That's... an emperor's corpse!"

Chu Bufan's eyes turned, their pupils could not help shrinking, and their eyes were fixed on Fengshen Langjun's remains, and at a glance they could see that it was an emperor's corpse, and it was still an intact emperor's corpse, with no flesh and blood. of decay.

An emperor's corpse has been preserved intact from the shocking war in Taikoo, which shows how powerful this person was before his life.