The Young Master of the Prehistoric Jiejiao

So he had the same thoughts as everyone else in Chanjiao, and called his fourth disciple Yuan Hong, saying: "You have been practicing with me for some time, but this practice requires not only cultivating magic power, but also having the ability to match the magic power. Only by practicing the Tao can we do it.”

"Isn't cultivation just about cultivating your magic power? When your magic power is high, your cultivation level will naturally be high, and your Taoism will also improve accordingly. So why should you specialize in Taoism?"

Yuan Hong has been a disciple for a long time and has made friends with many of Jie Jiao's masters and uncles, so he is naturally used to the cultivation methods in Jie Jiao.

Li Yunjing laughed when he heard this and said: "That's wrong. Magical power and Taoism are complementary to each other. It is much easier to cultivate magic power when Taoism is high; and when magic power reaches a certain level, Taoism can also be forcibly improved."

"It turns out that this is the case, but my disciple was wrong before." Yuan Hong suddenly realized, and said: "As soon as the teacher says, the disciple will work hard to practice and improve his Taoism."

Li Yunjing nodded and said: "Tao practice is the foundation of practice! The improvement of Tao practice requires the understanding of the world and the state of mind. If you stay here as my teacher, your state of mind cannot improve, which is not good for your future practice. My teacher decided to let you go down the mountain to experience the vastness. The world of mortals, in order to improve the cultivation of one’s mind.”

After saying that, he took something out of his sleeve, waved it in the wind, and turned it into a "star stick", and handed it to Yuan Hong.

Yuan Hong took the stick and danced a few times, and said with joy, "Thank you, teacher."

Li Yunjing smiled and said: "You are my disciple, and I have to plan for you."

"Teacher, what is this stick made of? Why is it so heavy? It is just right for my use."

Yuan Hong is now a Dafa practitioner in both Jie Jiao and Xingfang Jiao. With his extremely powerful innate roots, he is now a master at the peak of the Golden Immortal. His strength is extremely tyrannical and he cannot easily handle ordinary weapons. How could he have imagined that his teacher had already prepared it for him? He prepared suitable weapons.

Li Yunjing smiled and said: "Since you became a disciple, my master has not given you a magic weapon. This thing is called the 'Star Stick'. It is made by collecting the essence of stars from outside the sky and refining it with the copper of Shou Mountain. This is The stick weighs eighteen thousand kilograms and is indestructible, enough for you to deal with powerful enemies."

Yuan Hong was moved when he heard this and hurriedly kowtowed and thanked: "Teacher, I have troubled you so much for a weapon for my disciple. I really appreciate it."

"As your master, I should give you weapons. It's a pity that it's not easy to collect the essence of the stars, otherwise the power of this stick will be even stronger!"

Li Yunjing shook his head and sighed. He was not very satisfied with the refining of this treasure. Because it could not reach the level of acquired treasure, this object was temporarily given to Yuan Hong for use. In the future, Yuan Hong survived the great catastrophe of becoming a god, but he needed to give it to him. An innate spiritual treasure and him.

But he said why not send it now?

However, Li Yunjing did not dare to guarantee Yuan Hong's safety 100%. If Yuan Hong suffered a disaster, an innate spiritual treasure would be useless if placed with Yuan Hong. However, he needed to plan and save for the next disaster. Strength, reorganize Jiejiao.

Naturally, the more the merrier is a treasure like the Innate Spiritual Treasure, and cannot be wasted easily.

Yuan Hong felt grateful again. After Yuan Hong kowtowed his thanks, Li Yunjing said: "It is better to choose a different day than to hit the sun. You can go down the mountain now."

After saying that, he turned around and went into the quiet room to continue studying Taoism in seclusion.

After Yuan Hong kowtowed to the back of Dao Lord Chaos, he flew away from "Wuyi Mountain" on the clouds and flew into the distance.

After Yuan Hong left, Li Yunjing opened his eyes and murmured: "Let Yuan Hong make a fuss first. Before the Conferment of Gods begins, Pindao will go and take Jiang Ziya under his door. I must be the Master of the Three Emperors." The name can still calm him down and let him join the sect of my Jie Jiao! I want to see how my Jie Jiao can be exterminated when this person who conferred the title of god is a disciple of my Jie Jiao."

At this time, Dao Lord Chaos was obsessed with it, and he still wanted to try again to change something when the catastrophe came. After all, he had been in Jiejiao for many years, and his teacher was so kind to him, and his fellow disciples, brothers and sisters They had a harmonious relationship, but he couldn't bear to see many acquaintances being robbed.

Even if it is against the will of God, he still has to give it a try. Anyway, he is a quasi-sage and has arranged a way out, so that he will not be sent to the list of gods. Then he will go to death and find a glimmer of hope for Jiejiao despite the impossibility. !

After Yuan Hong left "Wuyi Mountain", he traveled around in the clouds and enjoyed the different scenery in various places. On this day, he came to the foot of a mountain. If he looked carefully, it turned out to be a good mountain.

The sun is warm in front of the mountains, the wind is cold behind the mountains, and the frost never melts. There are plum blossoms everywhere, and the scenery in the mountains is extremely beautiful.

Yuan Hong was about to have a good tour when he suddenly heard a shout: "Where did you, a monk, come from? What do you want to do by breaking into our Meishan Mountain?"

"This person is very good at human nature. Although I am a little distracted, most people still can't come to me."

Yuan Hong was startled, turned around and looked back, only to see a Taoist with a mournful eyebrow, a white face, a long beard and two horns standing behind him.

When the Taoist saw Yuan Hong turning around, he said, "I am Yang Xianzhen, one of the six Meishan brothers. Who are you? How dare you trespass into our Meishan territory without permission?"

Yuan Hong opened his Dharma eyes and took a closer look. He couldn't help but laugh out loud and said, "You're just a goat turned into a spirit, how dare you call yourself a real person?"

When a foreigner attains Taoism, he is most afraid of others pointing out his origin. When Yang Xian heard that Yuan Hong was so rude, he couldn't help but became furious and said: "You are such a wild Taoist. Not only did you trespass into our Meishan territory, but you also made rude remarks. Today, the Taoist master must teach you a lesson." you!"

After saying that, he took out his weapon and attacked Yuan Hong. Yuan Hong couldn't help but smile again when he saw the weapon Yang Xian used. It turned out that the weapon Yang Xian used was a square-shaped halberd. Judging from this man's attack, his means were average and his martial arts were average. usually.

Yuan Hong did not take the "Star Stick" and directly punched into the battle. With Yang Xian's martial arts, how could he be Yuan Hong's opponent? After a few rounds, Yang Xian was at a disadvantage.

Yang Xian couldn't help but be a little surprised, and thought: "Where did this wild man come from, and why is he so powerful? It seems that he cannot be defeated without using special skills."

Thinking of this, Yang Xian turned around and left.

When Yuan Hong saw this, he couldn't help laughing and said: "How dare you call yourself a real person with such ability? Let's see how the poor man will deal with you."

After saying that, he swayed and then chased Yang Xian.

Yang Xian felt happy when he saw Yuan Hong catching up. He turned around and spit out a white light, covering Yuan Hong in it.

Yuan Hong was about to step forward and give Yang Xian a blow when he suddenly saw Yang Xian open his mouth and spit out a white light to cover him. Before he could avoid it, he was covered by the white light.

After being covered by the white light, Yuan Hong found it difficult to move. He was suddenly shocked and thought: "I don't think it's just a wild cultivator, but he also has such secret skills!"

Seeing that Yuan Hong had been trapped, Yang Xian walked up to Yuan Hong and said, "How dare you ridicule a poor Taoist like you? I will kill you today."

After saying that, he swung Fang Tian's painted halberd to chop off Yuan Hong's head.

Yuan Hong was completely unafraid. Yang Xian saw that Yuan Hong was not only unafraid, but also showed a sneer.

Yang Xian suddenly became furious, and Fang Tian's painted halberd struck Yuan Hong's head hard. However, the head did not fall off and blood spurted out. Instead, his mouth became numb, as if he had been struck by a piece of divine iron. On the contrary, he was traumatized.

It turns out that the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills" practiced by Yuan Hong is one of the best physical training methods in the world. Although Yuan Hong has not reached the peak of practice, his body is already as strong as a diamond.

Even if it is a magic weapon, it can't hurt him easily. What's more, Yang Xian's painted halberd is just an ordinary soldier, so how can it hurt him at all.

Yuan Hong used the transformation of Xuan Gong to escape from the control of Yang Xian's white light, and said with a smile: "You monster still has some magical powers. It seems that you can't do it without some strength."