Facing the legend head-on, Yang Yu showed no signs of slacking off. As he took a step forward, his mind became silent, and he regarded the person in front of him as the strongest opponent he had ever encountered in his life.
step,
start,
Punch out the four images!
Buzz!
In an instant, the air current surged, and thousands of hectares of smoke and dust were pushed forward, like mountains moving sideways, like the sun surveying the sky.
Yang Yu had never used any magical power, and the sky and the earth were suppressed by him with one breath, but even so, his body and strength had reached a level that frightened all the ten capital masters.
The moment Yang Yu started his attack, Lu Sheng didn't take it seriously at all. He thought to himself that few people in the world could match the simple way of martial arts.
However, when the person in front of him took a step forward, his eyelids began to tremble uncontrollably, and his face was blown as violently as paper by the strong wind.
"you???"
Not even the briefest syllable was uttered, and the extremely violent air waves turned him into a child fan.
And with the violent momentum of the mountains, they rumbled down.
Rumble!
The earth shook, the mountains shook, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.
Lu Sheng felt a sudden golden light in front of his eyes, and the long sword was instantly released from his hand, and together with himself, it rose into the air and fell more than ten feet away!
boom!
Rubbles flew and Lu Sheng landed heavily. His feet were like plows, pushing the ground hard, but he was still pushed to the end of the street.
Suddenly, there was only smoke and dust, but no people, and the whole street was in ruins.
Too careless!,
After swallowing the blood, Lu Sheng's face instantly turned red, like a roasted prawn. He bowed to the ground and struggled to stand up after a long while.
quiet!
Seeing the scattered smoke and dust, both the old man in the Dragon King Temple and the Huanglong Monk were all dumbfounded.
"this……"
Not only the two of them, Yang Yu was also almost stunned, but he quickly realized that in ancient times, there was no martial arts.
The martial arts techniques that Lu Sheng was so proud of during his conversation with Xu Shengyang are actually still limited to ordinary people...
But he has been practicing for decades, and has pushed martial arts to an intensity that has never been seen before or since.
If he loses, he will not be able to live up to his hard work for so many years...
but……
If you say you don’t use magical power, do you really mean you don’t use it at all?
Looking at the dispersing smoke and dust, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart.
This person is really strong, and he is not afraid of being beaten to death...
"Ahem~"
Thick gunpowder smoke spurted out from his nostrils, and his white clothes were dyed gray. Lu Sheng staggered to his feet, his voice a little hoarse:
"Good, good boxing skills!"
Almost knocked out of breath by a punch, the Chunyang Taoist's first thought was to praise, and:
"The method of martial arts is so far, it is almost Tao! How do you call the step, what kind of boxing method is used? Who created it?"
"I dare not take such compliments seriously."
Seeing this man in a state of embarrassment but still maintaining his composure, Yang Yu felt a little better. He cupped his hands and said:
"Qing... cough cough! I have forgotten the common name. I am a poor man who slays demons. I have met Master Lu."
"Slay the demon, kill the demon Taoist!"
Lu Sheng chewed the name deeply several times, patted the dust on his body, turned around and left:
"If you don't succeed today, Lu will come back tomorrow. Then he will break your boxing technique!"
Before the words were spoken, the person had disappeared.…
"Master Chunyang..."
Looking at the white-clothed Taoist walking away, and then thinking about the rumors about him in the picture of Blue Water and Cold Pond, I suddenly felt a headache.
With this guy’s temperament, I’m afraid it won’t end forever?
The fact was just as he expected.
The next day, two days, three days...
This Master Chunyang fought repeatedly and refused to give up. He left in disgrace time and time again and came back again with high morale.
This was repeated for half a month, and when Yang Yu, with his temperament, even thought of letting go, the Chunyang Taoist finally gave up.
"No more fighting, no more fighting..."
Standing up from the dust again, the Taoist in white waved his hands and finally gave up.
After more than ten days and dozens of battles, he finally realized that the person in front of him was nearing the peak of martial arts.
He thought to himself that unless he practiced for a year and a half, it would be impossible to equal him on this path...
but……
"Lv will kill anyone who keeps humans in captivity! No matter gods, Buddhas, monsters, or anyone who stands in my way, I will kill them all!"
Pressing the sword lightly, at this moment, this pure Yang talent revealed his true cultivation.
Buzz~
There seemed to be a breeze blowing by, and Yang Yu felt a chill all over his body. He tried his best to sense it, and as far as he could see, all the void around him was filled with sword threads.
All it takes is one thought to activate his ancient magical power of killing, "Kill all sentient beings."
Yang Yu remained calm and calm, and even stretched out his hand to touch the invisible but qualitative sword thread:
"You've been waiting for half a month. You don't mind waiting for one more day, right?"
As he spoke, he took a step forward.
The invisible sword thread also bypassed him as if it were alive.
"The strength is also competing, and the sword is also competing, but I don't know how drunk the real person is?"
"Haha~~"
Lu Sheng smiled while stroking his hands, and the solemn atmosphere was swept away, and he turned to the restaurant next to the road:
"If you can beat a certain family in a drinking contest, then my character "LV" will be written backwards from now on!"
The lights in the restaurant stayed on all night.
Hundreds of jars of fine wine in the entire wine cellar were consumed by the two of them in one night. In the end, the two of them were victorious and each other was only slightly tipsy.
"You are a Taoist who is quite in line with Pindao's temperament. Unfortunately, this matter is really not something you can do. Otherwise, Pindao will grant you whatever you ask for!"
After drinking, Taoist Lu talked more than usual, and also showed a bit of loneliness under his heroic spirit:
"Life in this world is not easy. How sad and indignable it would be if even one's body and soul were to be devoured by others?"
Yang Yu sighed in his heart.
In the past half month, he had not been idle. Apart from accompanying the old man and Lu Sheng, he spent most of his time collecting and reading books within his reach.
Few of these books were very precious, but he could also get a glimpse of something between the lines.
The gods are high in the sky, grazing in the world. No matter it is the sky, the sea, or anything else, there is absolutely no place that is not the pasture of gods and demons.
There are too few people like Lu Sheng, or immortals...
"correct……"
Seeing Lu Sheng drinking and feeling sad, Yang Yu immediately changed the topic:
"The real person said, apart from this matter, you can allow me anything? Then, the technique you practice..."
Yang Prison Lion opened his mouth, originally wanting to change the subject, but Lu Sheng smiled and took out an ancient volume from his sleeve:...
"Wine is not allowed, sword is not allowed, and the rest is not allowed!"
"Real person?"
This made Yang Yu feel a little at a loss.
"I have secretly learned martial arts from you for so many days, and now I can get it back for you."
Lu Sheng shook the last bottle of wine and looked at the gradually whitening sky outside the window with tipsy eyes:
"It's the last jar of wine. After drinking it, if you don't leave, you can only speak with your sword!"
"enough."
Neither of them had dissipated their drunkenness. At this moment, Yang Yu also felt smoky and slightly tipsy. Guanchi was intertwined, and the drinks were getting less and less.
He suddenly asked:
"Real person, if one day you encounter an unavoidable disaster, the only chance of survival is to fake death and escape from the world, and then resurrect from the body of those who come after you..."
A long wine burp:
"How would you choose?"
Pa da~
The wine jar fell to the ground, and Lu Sheng burped. He pointed at Yang Yu, laughed and fell drunk on the table:
"You don't know me, you don't know me..."
…
…
"Nothing's wrong in this little prison..."
Before the night had passed, the old man woke up from his dream. He breathed a long sigh of relief, but suddenly he was startled and almost jumped up.
He saw a stone donkey the size of a thumb...
"Ah!"
The stone donkey shook its tail and barked stiffly.
"You, how did you follow me out?"
The old man ducked away as if he was electrocuted:
"Get back!"
"Ah!"
Shi Lu blinked his eyes.
"Can't leave?"
The old man calmed down for a moment and tried to reach out to fiddle with the stone donkey. He could clearly see that there was a crack in the stone donkey's Tianling Cap.
He remembered that this was the question Xiao Yu asked him to ask, the traces left by the cracks of the stone donkey...
"Ah!"
Shi Lu ran away in fright, as if he was afraid that the old man would ask that question again.
"What is your wish?"
The mysterious voice rang in my ears again, and it seemed to be more profound than before.
"Disappear, you disappear completely, this is my wish!"
In the past few years, the old man, who had quietly learned divine writing, finally couldn't help but roared back.
call!
The voice in my heart seemed to completely disappear at this moment.
But before the old man could catch his breath, the erratic voice came again:
"What is your wish?"
…
…
Buzz~
In that moment of trance, everything in sight was visible, wine jars, restaurants, Dragon King Temple...
Even Taoist Chunyang, who was rising with his sword, gradually faded and finally was no longer visible.
With the procrastination technique, he successfully delayed until the last day, and the old man finally completed the trial and was promoted to the Dragon King of Yihe.
This process is actually extremely difficult.
If he had to deal with Chunyangzi, who he was very familiar with and had a strong personality, if he had to deal with another Jiuyao-level strongman...
"call!"
Ripples appeared in the sea of mind, and Yang Yu came back to his senses.
The illusory words turned into substantial ancient scrolls in the sea of mind, on which were four extremely ancient Taoist texts.
Pure Yang Sword Alchemy Sutra!
According to legend, the fundamental cultivation method of this Chunyang Taoist can be seen in the picture of Blue Water and Cold Pool. Even before his death, he only practiced this method.
"Master Chunyang!"
Looking at the thin book, Yang Yu felt deeply touched in his heart.
This real person, who even today still has legends left behind, left a very deep impression on him.
Chunyangzi, who was laughing and scolding Youxin in the picture of Blue Water and Cold Pool, became vivid and three-dimensional in his heart.
However, his mind was instead focused on the last question and answer between the two.
Drunk Lu Sheng actually gave the answer, and this answer...
"If immortals like Master Chunyang didn't leave a way out..."
He dreamed of the sky and the sea for more than half a month, but in reality, it was less than half a day. When Yang Yu opened his eyes again, the sun was already three feet high.
The warm sunlight swept through the treetops and fell on his face.
His eyes were a little cold...
"Then, what should be the thing that transforms into a Tao ghost, survives the wave of tribulations, and resurrects in the ten tribulations?"