For three months, Tangcheng never took a step down. During the day, Tangcheng deduced the sword score and danced alone on the top of the snow-capped mountain; at night, Tangcheng breathed in the moonlight, warmed the Yuan Dan, and enjoyed this boundless loneliness.

However, the progress of warming the Yuandan is extremely slow. According to Tang Cheng's estimate, even if it is not interrupted for a day, it will take at least eighteen years before the pure Yang Yuandan can be warmed to pure Yin.

It is true that the eighteen years are enough for other monks. For example, Sima Chengzhen of Lou Guandao took a full fifty years from warming the Yuan Dan from pure yang to pure yin. Compared with this person, the eighteen years of Tangcheng were considered short enough, but this was unacceptable to Tangcheng.

One day, Tang Cheng rode the sunrise and flew away, and his wings cut off the endless sunshine. He went to ask the old Taoist Wangyou to see if there were any shortcuts to find.

In the blink of an eye, Tangcheng landed halfway up the mountain. When he found that there might be a thunder bamboo hidden in the jungle, the purple-gold light was extremely dazzling. Tangcheng was very pleased. It was obvious that the thirty-six thunder formations of the heavens had been arranged, but he just didn't know what the array eye and center were now.

With a graceful wing, Tang Cheng stopped ten feet in front of the hut. This was the hut built by Mingyue and his men with a huge innate qi grabbing. As soon as they walked in, they could smell a faint fragrance, which was the tulip of spice added to the mud.

"Dongdong!"

He walked forward slowly, Tang Cheng gently knocked on the door, but there was no one in the room. Tang Cheng was very puzzled. Logically, at this time, the old Taoist would not go to other places unless something special happened.

After thinking for a while, Tang Cheng blinked his fingers and patrolled the Feilai Peak for a round trip, but he didn't find anything wrong. In the end, Tang Cheng decided to go to Jianzhai to find Mingye Zhenren.

But before he could leave Feilai Peak, he saw a white cloud appearing in the western sky. The white clouds carried seven or eight monks to fly. Among them, Shangguan Hong looked at the most conspicuous part of the white cloud, jumping up and down, shaking her arms, and smiling happily.

Tang Cheng was thinking, his eyes swept among the crowd, and he saw the blushing face of True Man Kumu. [Hey, is it...]

Before Tang Cheng's guess was over, Shangguan Hong took the sword from the white clouds, using the duck yellow among the four flying swords. The goose yellow sword light drew a slightly arched arc in the air and came to Tang Cheng in the blink of an eye. But Shangguan Hong couldn't hold back the sword light and crashed into Tang Cheng's arms, almost killing Tang Cheng with one sword.

【The Master is here, I...】

The sword edge was imminent, and Tang Cheng was shocked and sweated in an instant. He shuddered and retreated. He escaped with no chance of exploding. Afterwards, Tang Cheng couldn't help but wiped his cold sweat and shouted: "Shangguan Hong, you are really the most powerful sword cultivator in the world. You almost succeed in killing your master after one year of practice. Do you know?"

Shangguan Hong stuck out his tongue and said, "Master, don't care about those little things, do you know? Uncle Master has successfully overcome the disaster!"

【As expected】

Tang Cheng had no intention of calculating Shangguan Hong. The girl's good days were about to end. The old Taoist would teach her to understand what is the real hell. When the white clouds floated, Tang Cheng stepped forward, bowed and said, "Congratulations to Uncle Master! Congratulations to Uncle Master!"

Originally, Kumu Zhenren was a coffin face without expression all year round, but now he was very excited. His face was blushing and he waved his hand with a smile: "It's just a lucky person!"

No wonder True Man Kumu was excited. He didn't care about the hundreds of years of freedom brought by the success of the disaster, but being able to watch Shangguan Hong become a talent with his own eyes and Shangguan Yulin's branches and leaves for the Shangguan family was the root of his excitement.

The old Taoist Wangyou said disdainfully: "Okay! They are all their own family, so why are they hypocritical?" After saying that, the old Taoist took another drink and asked Tang Cheng, "You are not practicing on the top of the mountain, what are you doing here?"

Although Yuan Buxie, Baili Bing and others were all there, Tang Cheng did not avoid suspicion and said bluntly: "Master, I am a little confused." As he said, Tang Cheng explained the progress of his own cultivation, and then said: "It takes eighteen years to advance to the soul. The disciple thinks this is too long. Is there a simple way?"

After Tang Cheng finished speaking, the few people present burst into laughter, among which Yuan Buxie laughed loudest. The eyes of Kumu Zhenren swept away, Yuan Buxie was like a wild duck with a broken neck, and he opened his mouth wide, but couldn't make any sound.

Tang Cheng actually asked such a question of lack of level, and the old Taoist Wangyou suddenly felt that his face was lost. This was a common sense problem in the world of cultivation, but Tang Cheng had never asked anyone for advice, and the old Taoist had never talked about it. Both old Taoist Wangyou were outrageous guys, one did not teach and the other did not learn, which led to Tang Cheng's lack of common sense.

True Man Kumu couldn't bear to be scolded by Tang Cheng, so he spoke first: "Tang Cheng, for a monk who has been in seclusion and practiced the Wenyang Yuan Dan, it is really rare for eighteen years! You are proud of this!"

Yuan Buxie also came to make fun of it and said, "Your Junior Brother Tang has only taken you two years to advance to Yuandan from Yuanye, and only eighteen years to advance to Yuanshen from Yuandan. Do you know how envious and jealous I am?"

Baili Bing also smiled bitterly and said, "If I hadn't known Mr. Tang's personality, I would have thought he was here to show off!" Mingyue, Lian Yu and others condemned the people of Tangcheng for being inadequate and swallowing elephant. Even Huang Wuyi, who has always been known for his steadiness, could not help but join this rank. You must know that Huang Wuyi has been trapped in the Yuandan realm for more than twenty years, and the ten orifices of Yuandan have only nurtured the five orifices, which are still a long distance from Dacheng.

When the old Taoist Wangyou saw Tang Cheng smiled bitterly, he said, "Okay! It's not impossible to practice quickly." The old Taoist's words sang everyone's appetite. Even Master Kumu couldn't help but listen. The old Taoist smiled slightly and did not keep it indifferent. He directly solved the mystery and said, "For example, if you can get the horns of the moon-watching rhino, you can shorten this time by more than ten times."

Everyone was disappointed. As we all know, the old Taoist was playing tricks on everyone. Seeing that Tang Cheng's face was quite strange, True Man Kumu smiled and explained: "A man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure. It is precisely because its horns are too useful that the moon-watching rhino has been extinct in Middle Earth for thousands of years."

Tang Cheng's face was strange because he really had one of the horns of the moon-looking rhino. Finally, he was not so stupid that he said it in public. Then, Tang Cheng changed the topic and asked about the dead tree's disaster.

Shangguan Hong immediately spoke, chattering and explaining clearly the story of the disaster. If the Shangguan family's affairs have not been arranged properly, and the true man of Kumu has troubles in his heart, it is difficult to get rid of the demons in his heart, or he may fall in this heavenly disaster.

But Tang Cheng did the Shangguan family's affairs beautifully, and the dead trees had no worries. Therefore, the second four-nine heavenly tribulation since he achieved the soul did not pose a fatal threat to him.

After a while of noisyness on Feilai Peak, everyone dispersed. The True Man of Kumu took Shangguan Hong away and talked about the topics between his grandparents and grandchildren. However, Tang Cheng did not return to his own igloo to practice, but instead found the old Taoist Wangyou alone on the bank of the blue pool.

The clear water ripples and the green grass floats.

Old Taoist Wangyou stood by the blue pond, and a loneliness surrounded him, as if there was only one person in the world. Tang Cheng stepped forward and broke the silence and said, "Master! I have something to ask for advice!"

The old Taoist turned around and smiled slightly. Life suddenly became fresh and drove away the lonely smell.

"What's the matter?"

Tang Cheng didn't say anything, but just took out the moon-watching rhinoceros horn obtained from the wilderness of the Northern Region and handed it to the old Taoist. Wangyou took it and frowned. After observing, he asked: "It looks like a bull's horn, what is this?"

"It is what Master said before, the horns of the rhino looking at the moon!" As he said that, Tang Cheng told the story in a good way. Tang Cheng had a good level of storytelling, fighting the rhinoceros, insidious ambush, Su Weidao died in battle, Tang Cheng struggled to survive, and finally turned the tables. The bloody battle on the banks of the Biyue Lake in the Great Snow Mountain was vividly told.

Looking back on the past, Jiao Ming, Qiuyuan, Gu Panfei, Hai Ge and others still appeared in front of them. The first line of Tianzong and Daxue Mountain have all gone, and time will never look back.

After hearing this, the old Taoist looked very strange and finally sighed: "If you can't achieve your soul with such luck, it will be really incredible."

The fact is as the old Taoist said, if Tangcheng had not had such a little luck, he would have died in the bloody storm of five years, and he would not be the same as he is today.

"The master hasn't said how to use this rhino horn?"

The old Taoist threw the rhino horn in his hand twice, and then said, "It's very simple. You first practice this ox horn practice method. When practicing, first concentrate the moonlight on the ox horn, and then the ox horn will give you ten times the moonlight. The older the ox horn is, the more moonlight it will be."

Tang Cheng looked happy, and the old Taoist glanced at him and warned: "Before you have done your best to slow down your practice before you can overcome the disaster."

Tang Cheng slapped his chest and said with a big bag: "The Tribulation of the Yuanshen is too simple for me!" The old Taoist snorted and didn't say much. What Tang Cheng said was the fact. With the Five Elements of Heavenly Tribulation Sword of the Shenxiao and the medium-grade artifact of the Wind and Thunder Wings in his hand, it may be difficult to overcome the four or nine heavenly tribulations, but the Tribulation of the Yuanshen is completely stressful for Tang Cheng.

The old Taoist threw the moon-watching rhinoceros horn back to Tang Cheng and said, "Seriously experiencing the role of moonlight in the Yuan Dan will be of great benefit to you to understand the Yin-Yang Dao. Don't rush to achieve success!"

"Yes, Master!" Tang Cheng took it in a hurry and said perfunctory. With the old Taoist's skill, how could he not see Tang Cheng's perfunctory? It was just that there was no pain in the skin, and people could never remember the lessons!

Before leaving, Tang Cheng hesitated for a while, and asked, "Master, is Xian'er okay?"

"You finally remember her, don't worry, Xian'er is much better than you." When the old Taoist saw Tang Cheng, his nose was not a nose, his eyes were not an eye, and his roots were from this.

"Then I'm relieved!" Tang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, saluted the old Taoist, and then flapped his wings and left.
Chapter completed!