The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

　　 March, June, one year…

The world is changing in four seasons again, and when the seasons come to an end again in April, this blessed land hidden between the heavens and the earth is also full of peach blossoms. Looking into the distance from the attic in front of the Jinxiadong Dongfu, the mountain scenery can be seen, magnificent Extraordinary.

　　 It’s just that the little figure is lying on the dressing table by the window, his eyes are a little lonely.

　　 This time, my brother entered the cave mansion for a surprisingly long time. It has not been out for more than a year.

　　 Yang Xiaochan pouted a little mouth, a bit boring.

　　 The bangs on her forehead are neat and tidy, and Ting Lan Cuizhu carefully weaves a few braids for her. The colorful fairy clothes and the illusion of color are the treasures given by the real Yuding.

　　 The little feet wrapped in Xiu’s shoes are strolling lightly, embroidered with flowers, insects, and fish, which is not a common product.

　　 At the door, Ting Lan Cuizhu leaned to salute at the same time, but was stopped by a palm and did not say a word. Outside the door, a teenager wearing a short shirt and trousers quietly glanced at it, and then tiptoed to the window.

　　The gentle footsteps approached, Yang Xiaochan didn’t even notice, but just lay in a daze there.

　　 “Ha!” Yang Jian yelled in his sister’s ear.

　　 “Oh!” Xiao Chan’er jumped up in shock, but was held by Yang Jian and let her sit on her arms, watching her embarrassed little face laughed unscrupulously.

　　 This kind of scene where ordinary brothers and sisters will appear, but the two of them can’t help but enjoy it.

　　 Yang Xiaochan put his head on his brother’s shoulder, and said nothing, just giggled. She is already happy enough, and happy enough, and happiness and joy are not for showing others.

　　 “Do you miss me?”

　　 “Yes!” Xiao Chan’er’s milk sound became clearer, and she squeezed backwards, looking at her brother’s rough face.

　　 “Where do you think?”

　　 “Here!” Xiao Chan’er pointed at her belly with a serious face. She has been reading and writing, and she has just learned to worry about it, so she put it into practice.

　　 Yang Jian was very pleased and petted her, touching his forehead lightly, causing Yang Chan to laugh.

　　 “Come on, stand, let brother see if you grow taller?”

“Xiaochan is higher than the table!” Yang Xiaochan stood on the ground and began to stand on tiptoe, then cleverly changed the subject, and asked seriously: “Brother, you have been practicing for more than a year this time! You are bored in the cave! Right.”

　　 “People are small and big!”

　　 Yang Jian cursed softly and rubbed her head. When she said that, the fatigue from all parts of her body spread out, and one turned over and lay on her bed.

　　 “Originally, this time I was going to practice for three years in one breath, but your brother and I were able to practice martial arts. After completing the three-year target in one year, Master let me out.”

　　 Xiao Chaner ran over in small steps, and said happily, “Brother, you are the best!”

　　 Yang Yan, who was originally bragging, blushed inexplicably, he stubbornly replied, and said: “That is, my profound arts only have eight realms, and now the first realm is complete.”

　　 Xiao Chan’er blinked, looking at Yang Jian with all kinds of worship.

　　 “It’s really amazing to be able to practice cultivation!”

　　 “You can do it too,” Yang Jian squeezed his sister’s face, “After another year or two, Master will teach you the profound method, and then you have to practice seriously.”

“Hey! Brother, look at me, I’ll cross your legs.” Yang Xiaochan jumped onto the bed, curled up her two calves next to Yang Jian, pinched a Dao Jue decently, and then closed it. Eyes.

　　 Yang Jian suddenly laughed from ear to ear, but didn’t say much about her practice, and emphatically praised her.

　　 “But brother, why are you practicing?”

　　 “I will live forever, fly into the sky, and become stronger and stronger.” Yang Jian closed his eyes and rested, and the string that had been tight for more than a year finally relaxed.

　　 He has always been afraid of his master’s reprimand, and he is afraid that his eight-nine profound arts will fall short after he relaxes. Now more than a year later, he has worked hard, and the first state of the eight-nine profound arts has been completed. After a rebirth, he can start to practice the second state.

But he felt that he had to stay in the first level for a while longer, because although this level was complete, his body still had more room for training, so he did not let the master help him to advance to the second level prematurely. realm.

　　 “Brother, what’s the use of getting better?” Xiao Chan asked softly, lying on Yang Jian’s chest.

　　 “That way you can save it… Then you can find your mother and father brothers. They were taken away by the bad guys. We must become stronger to defeat the bad guys.”

　　 This is not the first time that Yang Jian’s rhetoric has come out.

　　 After arriving at Yuquan Mountain, Yang Xiaochan had been asking where his mother had gone, where his father had gone, and why he didn’t come to see them every day.

　　 To her, Yang Jian did not dare to mention life and death, so he could only say so, only hoped to rescue the’mother’ early, so that Xiao Chan would not be too sad…

　　 Yang Xiaochan was quiet for a while, then whispered: “Brother, how many days can you stay outside this time?”

　　 “About half a month,” Yang Jian was also a little uncertain. Before, the real Yuding said that he was going to find a place for him to practice. After half a month, he returned and disappeared directly into the sky.

　　The place of practice? Is it bad to practice here?

　　 Master’s inner world feels similar to the outside world, although Master said that it hasn’t formed there yet, the laws are incomplete and the avenues are incomplete, which is not conducive to understanding and practicing…

　　 But he does not need to comprehend the world at all when he cultivates the eight or nine profound arts? What the Eighty-Nine Profound Art cultivates is the “Tao”, and it also opens the “Tao Body’s Treasure”.

　　According to the requirements of the Eight or Nine Profound Art, this piece of heaven and earth is just the place where the Taoist body is placed. The Taoist body draws strength in the heaven and earth, nurtures itself, and finally jumps out of the heaven and earth to practice in the chaos…

　　 However, since the real Yuding said so, there is naturally something Yang Jian doesn’t understand.

　　 He and his sister have been together for half a month, every day they laugh and laugh, and Ting Lan Cuizhu serves.

　　 Although they are named disciples, they call themselves maids and have their own rules.

　　 After half a month, Yuding really returned and opened the magic circle of Yuquan Mountain to guard the cave, and he wanted to take Yang Jian away from this cave.

　　 Yang Jian was afraid that Xiao Chan’er would be too boring on weekdays, so he begged Master to give her a spell or two so that she could start practicing.

　　 It’s easy to not notice the passage of time when practicing, so Xiaochan doesn’t have to think about it day and night, looking forward to Yang Jian’s return.

　　 Yuding naturally agreed and handed down an introduction to mysticism suitable for female ascetics, and asked Ting Lan Cuizhu to help them understand it, and then took Yang Jian away.

When 　　 was leaving, Xiao Chan’er still didn’t cry, but with big tears in her eyes, she kept waving her little hand to the sky.

　　 Although Yang Jian is persevering in his heart, practice is the most important thing at this time. Moreover, there is the guardian of the great formation and the prestigious guardianship of the master, so naturally there is no danger…

　　 “Oh…Master, how long will this practice take?”

　　 “If you miss your sister, I can pick you up as a teacher once every two years,” Yu Ding said with a smile, and walked away with Yang Jian.

　　 How can Yang Jian dare to let the master bother for himself, UU reading www. uukanshu.com even said it was okay, just want her to grow up carefree. At the same time, I secretly made up my mind that I must rise up as soon as possible to protect her from wind and rain.

　　 The two masters and apprentices didn’t have much words when they were alone. Perhaps Yu Ding might be afraid that Yang Jian would think that his master was unconcerned, so sometimes he would find some topics.

　　 Awkward chat.

　　 Yuding: “The first realm of the Eight-Nine Profound Art is called the ‘Beginning of the Great Dao’, and there is no rush to break through. Staying longer to consolidate it will be beneficial to your future practice.”

　　 “En!” Yang Jian immediately agreed, and asked, “Master, did you have any problems with the practice in that little universe?”

“There is not a complete world there. There are many laws in the Three Thousand Dao that are not obvious,” Yuding said slowly, “Although the Eighty-Nine Profound Art has cultivated oneself, you have to comprehend the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth to refer to yourself. .”

　　 “Oh…where are we going then?”

　　 Yuding smiled and said: “A great world outside of the prehistoric world. There is a place for teachers to become immortals. I stayed there for tens of thousands of years, and then I had the opportunity to worship the teacher.”

　　 Yang Jian’s pair of tricks instantly brightened.

　　Master’s hometown? Hey, isn’t there a lot of gossip to dig into?

　　 He has always wanted to know if the master is a jade tripod…

　　 is like the Three Xiaos Empress of the Jiejiao, and the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Explanation and Teaching, more than half of the great abilities are innate creatures, and their heels and feet are hardly known.

　　 I don’t know, whether there is a masterful teacher in that vast world…

　　咚!

　　 The real Jade Ding raised his hand and knocked on Yang Jian’s forehead, as if he could see through Yang Jian’s mind.

　　 Yang Jian grinned with painful teeth, but he could only burst into tears, quickly put aside his distracting thoughts, and calmly admired the magnificent scenery at the ends of the world.

　　Fly again, but it will fly out of the wild land.