They traveled to the west for thousands of miles.
As the stars shifted, the bright moon also moved half of the sky.
Finally …
"That's the only entrance to the mystic realm! Let's go, there might be an opportunity waiting for you. "
Fu Dongliu pointed to the front. More than five miles away, there were two mountains that stood opposite each other. They were bathed in the moonlight and stood on the plain like two giants standing quietly.
From afar, the two mountains formed a huge 'north' character, and it seemed to be some kind of array that suppressed the world.
When they were still five miles away, Fu Dongliu let out a long roar, and the spiritual Qi in the world surged.
More than ten streams of light immediately flew out from the two mountains, and they stood on the clouds above the two mountains, looking in their direction.
At the same time, Yang Jian also felt more than ten spiritual senses, some strong and some weak, scanning his body. It should be the dozen guards who were checking on him.
"Uncle-Master Fu is back?"
"Hey, it's really our Uncle-Master Fu! And he brought two? Disciples? "
"Quick! Open the mountain gate! Do you want to be beaten up by Uncle-Master Fu? "
A few of them used their mystical techniques, and the two mountains rumbled. Two bright doors of light gradually appeared between the two cliffs, and slowly opened.
A vast aura surged out, and it swept across a radius of a hundred miles.
"Hahahaha!"
Fu Dongliu was obviously in a good mood. He did not directly pull Yang Jian and the young princess into the light door. Instead, he stopped on the cloud and introduced Yang Jian to them as if there was no one else around.
"Look, what do you think of these two mountains?"
A cultivator of Fu Dongliu's level naturally wouldn't speak without thinking. Yang Jian looked at it carefully, and seemed to have come to a realization.
This place should be a towering mountain, but a white light fell from the sky. It looked like the shadow of a sword, but also like the light of a saber. Or maybe it was the light that was casually waved …
The white clouds were scattered, the mountain rocks were broken, and a mountain was forcibly split into two halves ….
That white light?
No, there seemed to be a figure on the white light, and it was waving its sword in the sky!
Yang Jian was inexplicably shocked. He activated the Eight Nine Arcane Art on its own. He slowly closed his eyes and stood there motionlessly.
"Good comprehension!"
Fu Dongliu's eyes lit up as he praised in his heart. He then nodded his head in satisfaction.
Although he was fair and beardless, he subconsciously touched his chin, his eyes full of playfulness.
Fu Dongliu was still thinking that the favor he owed to Yang Jian could be considered to have been repaid here, right?
After all, this peak was not for anyone to look at. Only the disciples of the major sects could fly up to this height to look at it.
The height was the only key to open the Hidden Treasure.
These two mountains were the entrances to the secret realm.
The mysterious mountain contained a certain type of Dao, and comprehending this Dao could temper one's mental state and allow one to comprehend the Dao of Heaven and Earth.
Depending on the person's comprehension, the benefits would be different as well.
Based on Fu Dongliu's understanding of Yang Jian's perception, Fu Dongliu estimated that Yang Jian might need the time it takes for a joss stick to burn to wake up.
Clearly, the longer he stayed, the more he comprehended.
In Fu Dongliu's opinion, to be able to comprehend within the time it takes for a joss stick to burn was enough to be proud of.
Fu Dongliu used his spiritual power to guide the little princess away from Yang Jian. Then, he waved his hand at the cultivators dressed in Daoist robes who flew over to greet him. He signaled them not to make any noise and to wait quietly.
The clouds drifted across the sky, the insects chirped, the world under the starry sky became very quiet.
In what seemed to be only a breath's time, Yang Jian opened his eyes, and there seemed to be white light flashing in his eyes.
Fu Dongliu's face showed some disappointment. He originally thought that with Yang Jian's perception, he would be able to comprehend a lot, but he did not expect that Yang Jian would open his eyes so quickly.
Obviously, he did not comprehend much.
Alas, one's fate and perception cannot be forced, and cannot be forced.
Fu Dongliu was thinking of comforting and encouraging words for Yang Jian, but then his eyeballs almost popped out …
He saw Yang Jian slowly waving his fist in front of him, his eyes filled with thoughts, emptiness, and confusion.
And this punch also seemed to be unintentional.
However, white cyclones that could be seen with the naked eye slowly formed at the tip of his fist. Then, within these cyclones, many tiny sword shadows appeared!
This was originally just a simple punch, but with the appearance of the cyclone and the sword shadows, it seemed to have the power to shatter heaven and earth!
Poof!
Suddenly, blood seeped out of the corner of Yang Jian's mouth, and the punch's momentum was also broken!
Only a group of cultivators were left standing in the sky, staring blankly at Yang Jian, unable to say a word.
"No," Yang Jian shook his head and sighed.
"What, what's wrong?" Fu Dongliu's voice was already trembling.
Yang Jian said in a low voice, "I deduced the next move incorrectly. Cough, my breath reverberated, and I seem to have suffered internal injuries. Uh, I'm fine again … "
Move? What move?
Fu Dongliu looked at the two light doors in a daze, as well as the two strange mountains that contained some kind of 'force'.
Wasn't it supposed to comprehend the 'force' contained within?
How could there be a move?
When did they say that one could comprehend a move here?
This …
In Fu Dongliu's mind, Yang Jian's punch without the support of Spirit Qi appeared. Suddenly, he remembered something that he heard from the seniors in his sect when he was young —
"The first wonder of the secret realm is the mountain gate of the secret realm. When you comprehend it, if you see a figure, you have to imprint that figure in your mind."
"Originally, this secret realm originally belonged to our sect, but when the world was about to collapse, we couldn't care so much, so many sects moved here, and because of this, our sect was honored as the first sect."
"Unfortunately, our sect had two Sky Shocking Sword Techniques that were lost, and it was said that these sword techniques were obtained from the door of the secret realm …"
Thinking of this, Fu Dongliu's breathing became a little heavy, and his eyes lit up as he looked at Yang Jian. "Fellow Daoist, Brother Yang, Brother Yang! You really comprehended the move? "
"Huh?" Yang Jian nodded, a little confused.
"How many moves?"
"It should be three," Yang Jian answered truthfully, a little confused at the moment.
Beside him, Fu Dongliu's breathing was already a little sluggish, and he was about to lose control of his emotions.
Three, three moves?
No, shouldn't it be two moves?
However, his punch just now was not a lie, the momentum contained in it was really wonderful, and so familiar!
Fu Dongliu crossed the distance of two meters in one step, and directly grabbed Yang Jian's arm, his eyes full of gratitude. "I! I have a presumptuous request … although it's a little difficult … "
Yang Jian's mind spun, and he immediately understood what Fu Dongliu wanted.
Then he smiled and said, "This opportunity was given to me by fellow Daoist, I should return the favor. Let's find a quiet place, and I will demonstrate these three moves to fellow Daoist."
This was actually what he should do. If Fu Dongliu hadn't brought Yang Jian here, Yang Jian might not have been able to comprehend these three moves through the Eight-Nine Arcane Art.
Looking at Fu Dongliu's performance, it seemed that no one had comprehended the moves here before, and also knew that these three moves might be very precious to Fu Dongliu.
Moreover, these three moves were originally left by the Great Divines here, and he just "coincidentally" saw them, so he had to leave these three moves for the cultivators here.
Otherwise, if the Great Divines knew about this, they would probably blame Yang Jian.
Yang Jian had never thought of monopolizing something like this from the bottom of his heart.
Not to mention that this was too unreasonable, it was also morally unjustifiable.
Even if he took a step back, these three moves were somewhat useful to Yang Jian at this stage, but who was Yang Jian?
He was the beloved disciple of Yuding Zhenren, the orthodox third generation disciple of Chanism, what kind of Dharma Arts could he not have in the future?
When he had some achievements in his cultivation, he probably wouldn't care about these three moves.
"Good, good, good!" Fu Dongliu's eyes were very complicated, touched, confused, jealous, and lonely …
Finally, he sighed, pulled Yang Jian's arm, and used his spiritual power to lead the little princess directly to the light door.
Yang Jian saw gratitude in Fu Dongliu's eyes.
After Fu Dongliu flew away, a loud shout rang in the ears of more than a dozen cultivators who were stunned.
"What are you waiting for? Quickly comprehend the young man's punch! "
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
