Chapter 312 Huanghuang Wudao, can communicate with heaven and man

Wang Chan acted decisively and left as soon as he said. He only said hello to the black cloud Taoist, and immediately turned into a white light and rushed into the sky. As for the black cloud Taoist, he has much more experience in walking in the world than he. Although he is seriously injured, he can still fly with the sword, and there are still many lingers on his body. He only needs to find a place nearby and raise it for three or five days, and he can recover as before.

What's more, there was no friendship between Wang Chan and this Taoist. When they went on the road together, they also took what they needed. Wang Chan got what he wanted to know in the Heiyun Dao population, but the Heiyun Taoist escaped with the help of Wang Chan's ability. Therefore, when Wang Chan wanted to leave, the Black Cloud Taoist also knew that it was useless to keep him. Moreover, when he was with Wang Chan, he often had palpitations. When he met, Wang Chan's big gun was pointed on his throat, killing his body, and he looked like a fierce god.

"It doesn't matter if you leave or not, when you are with such a person, you feel like a light on your back all the time. Although it is not an enemy, you can't help but feel numb when Wang Chan looks at you. I really don't know what he has experienced before at a young age, and his murderous spirit is so heavy?

Looking at the direction of Wang Chan's disappearance, the black cloud Taoist was stunned for a long time, then sighed and turned back to deal with the wound on his body.

It's getting late, and the sky on the prairie is full of fields. Wang Chan can't see the road ahead clearly. Wang Chan hurried all the way, thousands of miles away, condescending, overlooking the four directions, but what he can see in his eyes is still the boundless wild grassland.

The world is so big that it is beyond anyone's imagination. A wild place is thousands of miles away. According to the Black Cloud Taoist along the way, Wang Chan also knows that the grassland seems to be low and peaceful. In fact, there are many crises hidden in it. Not only are large and small wild aliens born here, but also countless monsters who have cultivated for a long time. They divide their own territory and occupy mountains as kings, just like human beings. The countries also have border armies with each other. Fortunately, during this day, Wang Chan was flying in the sky. Although he was found several times and stopped talking, he stopped talking because of his sword light quickly and couldn't catch up.

The bloodlines of the wild aliens on the grassland and the people of the Central Dynasty are very different, regardless of skin color, hair, figure and appearance. Moreover, there are also very obvious differences between aliens, either blonde hair and blue eyes, or white skin, thick body hair, deep smell, and many descendants of shemales**. Therefore, among the aliens, many tribes are dignified and worship the demon ancestors. Every time there are people, by chance, they awaken the blood that belongs to Half of the demon ancestors can turn into monsters at a certain time and produce all kinds of incredible powerful abilities.

Therefore, within the scope of the rule of the Central Dynasty, all aliens are named as barbarians, and Ru Mao drinks blood, which is not our kind. The sect of the world, the six holy places, only the overturned temple on the Yinshan Mountain is the closest to the wilderness. For thousands of years, it has repeatedly sent eminent monks into the world, entered the prairie to preach and spread faith.

However, this wild alien's surname is barbaric, rough, and national customs. Like the ancient ancestors, they can't stand the rules and precepts of monks and nobles. They can only follow the situation and set up a temple according to the rules of the barbarians. In addition, a line of law was passed down, which made many aliens convinced and played the banner of the temple covering the ground. However, it is mixed with the way of witch sacrifice that has been handed down from ancient times, forming a unique barbarian secret religion in the grassland.

In the next few days, Wang Chan was not in a hurry to travel. He only walked all the way, but also saw many strange things in this exotic region, and also saw many kinds of different appearances. Although he could not control the sword quickly, it was also a great eye-opener.

Moreover, he only walks on his feet on the way, which is also a method of practice. Every day from morning to night, he practices boxing and tempering. Combined with the words of the black cloud Taoist people, they confirm each other. On the contrary, he enters the border is not small, and his body is really strong and strong.

The Taoist qi refining recorded in the three volumes of the Huangting Sutra is originally the essence of the Taoist secret. The most important thing is to follow the progress. Once the inner elixir is formed, the acquired will become innate, and the muscles, bones and blood will immediately reach the absolute peak of life. Originally, Wang Chan has reached this point on the earth. He can't make progress. He can only start with magic power and pay attention to his life, but now that the world has changed, all the rules have changed.

According to the division of martial arts in this world, those who practice martial arts step by step, step by step, step by step, first of all, "easy tendons and bones". Yi tendons increase their strength, forge bones to strengthen the body, and practice kung fu into the bones. He is a real martial artist. His ability is as great as a cow. With the essence of martial arts, he can also gradually accumulate from the power of one cow to the power of nine cows.

This is only one step, but in terms of strength, the martial arts who have just entered the world can be compared with the first-class martial arts masters on the earth. They all have the power to raise their hands and feet.

After that, practicing martial arts, the realm is deep, and the ordinary fighting strength can no longer be made an inch. The next step of "cutting hair and washing the marrow". At this point, the martial artist's practice gradually enters a good situation, and the breath flows all over the body, and the real strength penetrates into the bones, washing all parts of the body like running water, washes the dust, and moves gently. There are a few mammoth elephants, which can jump like flying, come and go like the wind, and do all kinds of incredible things for ordinary people.

After the martial arts practice reaches this level, the martial arts master, the great martial arts master, has also become an extremely difficult watershed in martial arts. Before that, no matter what the qualifications were, as long as the rich couple had all the laws and were willing to spend hard work to practice, most martial arts practitioners could practice to this extent, but at this point, the future practice could not be achieved by simply by hard practice and material conditions. Therefore, the vast majority of the martial arts in the world are stuck on this level, just like the 500 guards under the Marquis of Yongding. Everyone is a martial artist in the realm of cutting hair and washing marrow. However, according to the level of kung fu, it is divided into three or six or nine classes from top to bottom, from the power of one elephant to the power of ten elephants.

As for the Marquis of Yongding, who can rely on his own martial arts, step on the clouds and fly back and go, it is already another stage of "reborn" after cutting hair and marrow washing, which can be called a real innate martial arts master.

All those who have practiced martial arts to this level are all talented geniuses and amazing people. They turn mortal fetuses into holy fetuses, and the mortal bones into magic bones. The true qi is as great as lead and mercury. The acquired transformation is innate. They can control some mysterious power between heaven and earth. Through the secret method of practice, once they take action, it will be like a flying dragon in the sky, and there is infinite. Strong support on the body.

Innately like a dragon, there are ten real dragon powers in all hands and feet.

Originally, it takes 30 to 50 years for anyone to practice, and there is no end to connect all the meridians of the body. This also requires sufficient qualifications to have a large number of elixirs to supplement vitality, and the method is profound.

But before Wang Chanfu arrived, the inner elixir had condensed in his body, and the body turned into a Taoist body and cultivated into an innate realm. In addition, Taoism and Bingjia's double cultivation, from the starting point is the road of life double cultivation, focusing on spiritual boxing. Therefore, as soon as this crosses the border, it immediately adapts to the rules of the world here, refines qi and practices boxing, and enters the country quickly, which is simply a thousand miles.

Now he has the realm of a congenital master. When he has a day, his breath is perfect, and he can be truly reborn and achieve the same ability as a permanent marquis.

In addition, the martial arts in the world are extensive and profound. In the realm of rebirth, there is also a "extraordinary sanctification" to achieve the heavenly method of martial arts saints. When it comes to this realm, it is like Pang Taishi, a soldier of the Central Dynasty, which is already rare in the world and only seen by people. Like immortals and demons, they are invincible.

As for the legend, there is another realm called "the realm of heaven and man", which is more than extraordinary saints, that is, it is purely a theoretical statement. At least the Black Cloud Taoist is well-informed and has never heard of it. Since the past dynasties, there has been no master of martial arts who can reach this point.

In this way, he walked and stopped all the way, just like the ancient ascetic monks. Wang Chan kept silent, refined martial arts, and stayed up at night. When he measured his feet, climbed over a mountain, and saw the Heishui River rolling eastward at the foot of the mountain, Wang Chan had poured the real strength into his body one by one. Among all the acupuncture tricks, his physical strength was soaring and several times stronger.

The Heishui River is one of the nine wild rivers, winding more than 100,000 miles. It almost completely divides one side of the grassland into two halves, especially on the top and bottom of the river, which is rich in water and grass. It is a few major tribes in the wilderness. Traditional pastures, along the river, almost tens of millions of people rely on this river to drink water. Although it is in the wilderness and little known to the outside world, the water has been abundant for ten thousand years, and it is also one of the largest rivers in the world.

Wang Chan stood by the river and saw this big river, which was vast. At a glance, it turned out to be vast and vast. Not only could he not see the head and tail, but also the shadow on the other side was only blurred and not very real. Moreover, the river of the black water of the river was deep in color and could not be seen to the end at all. When he reached out and touched it, it was actually cold and piercing. Only then did I know that the breadth of this river is incredible.

"As long as you cross this black water river, there will be the real wilderness in front of you. I heard that for millions of years, the environment has remained unchanged, poor mountains and rivers, and there is no trace of people at all. There are monsters and monsters everywhere. Even the indigenous people here dare not cross the river to fish and hunt."

Wang Chan knew from the mouth of the black cloud Taoist that the Heishui River is actually the boundary of the barbarian grassland. There are hundreds of ethnic groups here, with a population of hundreds of millions, but the other side is the extreme western barbarians, demons and monsters, emerging one after another. There is even the powerful demon king, who blatantly opened a cave and built a mansion, restrained countless little demons, and also built his own demon city like human beings, and the weather is very different from here.

Only the barbarian temple is also said to be built on the other side. I don't know where it is, suppressing the barbarian barbarian all the time. Otherwise, many monsters will cross the Black Water River by instinct, and the hundreds of millions of people here are not enough for them to chew.

The environment is harsh, but it is thousands of times more dangerous than the abundant water and grass on the other side of the river. However, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain, you have to go all the way to the west. This ancient wilderness is also a natural barrier between Yinshan and the secular world. To go to Yinshan, you must cross the Heishui River and cross the dangerous area of hundreds of thousands of miles.

Wang Chan looked around again and saw that the left and right sides were lush, but the upper reaches of the river bank were no longer grassland landforms. On the contrary, there were countless mountains rising with the river, cliffs, strange rocks, and black forest belts.

The river is hundreds of miles wide. If it's too late today, even if you cross the river, it's not safe. Wang Chan thought for a moment and walked along the river to hunt a few deer for dinner. Unexpectedly, there was no trace of beasts within a hundred miles. Seeing that the sky was gloomy and there was no light in front of him, Wang Chan was strange in his heart and was about to return on the same road. Suddenly, a yellow smoke suddenly rushed up on a mountain in front of him.

This yellow smoke seemed to appear out of thin air between the mountains and rivers. At first, it was just a wisp of lonely smoke, rushing straight to the sky, but after a moment, it immediately became much thicker, clattering, and in the middle, there was a roar like a tiger's roaring hill under the moon night.

And as soon as the sound came out, it was a little loud again, and more than a dozen large rocks suddenly collapsed in the middle of the rocky mountain in front of it. A cave the size of a grinding disc below was exposed. It was dark and bottomless. Then the yellow smoke bones and bones rushed up in one breath, like boiling water, as if there was something in it, and it was about to drill out of the ground.

"What kind of weird is this?"

Wang Chan's eyes were keen. A few hundred steps away, he still found the strange place halfway up the mountain. He only felt that the yellow smoke was gloomy and dead. At a glance, his heart was cold, as if he had been targeted by something. I was puzzled in my heart. I wanted to see it clearly, but I only found that in the cave, it suddenly tossed again, and a huge head was poked out of it wrapped in yellow smoke!

Then the yellow smoke continued to rise up and raised the thing little by little. After a moment, all the body was finally exposed.

I saw that this thing was floating in the yellow smoke, with fire eyes and silver claws, and the whole body was covered with scales the size of a palm. A long tail and a sharp mouth. Wang Chan could see it clearly, but it was a huge pangolin.

It's just that this thing, wrapped in yellow smoke, floating in the air, exposed and motionless, obviously dead.

Wang Chan quickly shook his body, hid in the middle of a tall grass, and opened a gap. Sure enough, after a moment, another long roar came from the cave, rushing out of the middle.

This man is two feet tall, dressed in a yellow robe, ** on his left shoulder, his eyes are like copper bells, his eyes are yellow, his chin is under a steel beard, he also shaves his hair, and has a bald head. Isn't it the Tiger Zen master?

"Damn pangolin, how dare you sneak up while the Buddha is unprepared! Did you forget that when Grandpa opened a cave to build a mansion in Tanggula Mountain and shocked one side, he was a little demon who had just transformed. Now he dares to claim to be the demon king of the mountain in this area of Heishui River, which is simply out of his ability. Originally, they were all acquaintances, and I couldn't do it, but now I just ate it to replenish my qi and blood and recover from my injury!"

As soon as the Tiger Zen Master flew out of the cave and fell to the ground, he was the buffalo-sized pangolin with his fingers. He cursed. Between a pair of fierce eyes, the yellow light was bold. "The soldier's method is the most vicious. The god is more powerful than any demon. A few days ago, he ate the Yongdinghou halberd and was infiltrated into his body by the murderous spirit on his Fangtian painting halberd. If he wanted to recover, he could only rely on water to slowly kill it. Otherwise, he had to find a soldier master who was also innate in the realm and use his magic power to suck out the murderous spirit. But the soldiers have always been in the same spirit, but the Buddha and I can find this man. Help me go? Do you have to go back to Yinshan to find the tiger-headed bald donkey...?"

This monk, the tiger demon, seemed to think of something extremely terrible all of a sudden. Suddenly, he shivered all over his body. He couldn't help shaking his big head repeatedly, talking to himself, and then gritted his teeth fiercely. "Now the Dizang Courtyard and the sea of nosebleed are preparing for a hundred years of war. I don't want to take care of him. It happens that the world's master is flocking again. To the complicated situation, I simply left Grandpa. With the name of the Zen master on my body, I went to the central imperial court to play with him. With my ability, I can stand in the cottage casually and order one side. Isn't it better to be a slave and be a god beast to guard the mountain for those bald donkeys?

"Yes, that's it! I couldn't stay in the wilderness, so I just left. The tiger Zen master laughed, and suddenly took a big mouth, sucking in, and the yellow smoke was rolled upside down in time, all of which were swallowed by him. Even the body of the pangolin demon fell into his mouth with the yellow smoke.

Regardless of the scales on the pangolin's body, only two rows of teeth were closed, and they clicked, and even the belt bones were chewed up, swallowed carefully, and ate them clean in a blink of an eye.

Only then did Wang Chan see it clearly that the yellow smoke was a magic power refined by the tiger Zen master. It carried magic power and changed at will. Although it was smoke, it was like a living thing. Between Man Yan, there seemed to be countless human and beast ghosts surging in it.

"Do you work for the tiger? It's the ghost's thing. No wonder!" Wang Chan's ears moved for a moment, and he suddenly remembered a legend in his mind, "It is said that the tiger gnawed to death, and the dead did not dare to adapt to him. It's called a ghost. He is the leader of the tiger, and when he encounters a dark plane, he will move to the road. When people meet a tiger, their clothes are self-solved, and they are all do. The tiger sees people and then eats them. I thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true. In this yellow smoke, it was full of ghosts. I thought it was the people and beasts that had been eaten by the Tiger Zen Master for so many years. It's really inconceivable."

Wang Chan estimated that after the tiger demon and the Marquis of Yongding were both defeated, they were looking for the ground to heal their wounds, but they were sneaked up behind the pangolin demon, which occupied the line of the Black Water River. As a result, the matter was revealed, and they were eaten by the Tiger Zen master as blood food.

(to be continued)