Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 344 343. I Will Shot
Soon.

An Le and the others escaped the sight of outsiders and came to a remote place.

At this time, Tianlangya has returned to his normal body shape. He is unrestrained and free in front of other monks, as if no one pays attention to him, but when he stands in front of An Le, he is a bit cautious, and he dare not look directly at An Le. Eye.

An Le chuckled and said, "Your grandfather and I are fellow Taoists, so you don't have to be so cautious."

Hearing this, Tianlangya became even more nervous, and explained: "I have heard stories about you from my grandfather since I was a child. He said that you are a genius who emerges once every ten thousand years, and you are also a cultivator who changed the entire Zhou Dynasty. Those who have merit are immeasurable."

"Moreover, he firmly believes that you must be alive. Let me remember your portrait firmly so that I can recognize you."

An Le blushed a little after being praised, and said in her heart, "I didn't expect Fellow Tiandao to think so highly of me."

An Le looked Tian Langya up and down, and found that the war pattern on his body was very different from the ancient war pattern he had mastered. Various mysterious lines intertwined and paralleled, some contained the charm of a great demon, and some contained the charm of a great demon. The ones are somewhat similar to Dao Wen.

It is obvious that Tianlangya has also walked out of his own way on the battle pattern.

An Le asked again: "Langya, how old are you this year?"

Tianlangya scratched his cheek, a little embarrassed: "I don't remember clearly, but it's about 1 years old, right?"

An Le's expression was weird. According to his age, he was not even a fraction of Tian Langya's age, but Tian Langya looked like a junior in front of him, respectful.

An Le suddenly felt gossip, and asked curiously, "Who is your grandmother?"

Tian Langya took out a simple storage bag, groped in it for a while, took out a picture scroll, and showed it to An Le.

Hong Yingxue and Su Dai also leaned over their heads.

They have all heard about the deeds of Tianren Mountain, and they are inevitably curious about the Taoist companion who was the first practitioner in the world.

After glancing at the picture scroll, Hong Yingxue blinked: "This... this..."

Su Dai also hesitated to speak, so it was difficult to comment.

On the picture scroll, there are a pair of men and women with huge differences in body size. The petite man is naturally Tianren Mountain, sitting on the shoulders of a tall and towering female giant. The woman has a beautiful face and a beautiful figure, but The size gap between the two looks very uncoordinated.

But the pair of men and women looked at each other, but their eyes were full of affection.

Seeing this painting, An Le suddenly realized. He remembered that when he saw Tianren Mountain for the first time, the other person's eyes were slightly sunken and his face was pale, as if he was a bit short-sighted.

"Fellow Tiandao created the Ancient Desolation Warfare, so it was for..."

An Le clicked his tongue in amazement, and thought, "Every time we have a tryst, we have to use ancient methods of warfare, so it's no wonder that we don't lose money!"

If it was someone else, the image of Tianren Mountain in my heart might collapse because of this, but after fighting Tianren Mountain in person, An Le understood that this fellow Tiandao has always been such an unruly and free-spirited wonderful person, and he doesn't care about other people's eyes , This is exactly the charm of Tianren Mountain.

Thinking of this, An Le felt a little heavy. After hesitating for a moment, he asked.

"Is your grandfather still alive?"

Tianlangya's eyes were sad: "I haven't heard any news from my family ancestors for thousands of years."

An Le showed a mournful expression, but before she could speak, she heard Tian Langya continue to say: "But grandfather... is very likely still alive!"

"Ok?"

An Le quickly asked: "What do you mean?"

Tianlangya came slowly and told him all the information collected over the years.

At the beginning, Tianren Mountain and Taoist couple bid farewell to Tianlangya and his father, saying that they were going to an extremely distant place, and they might not be able to return for a long time.

Tianlangya's father was very puzzled. At that time, the strength of Tianren Mountain could be said to be the top in the world. Where else in the world could he not go?
Tianren Mountain didn't explain too much, but said: "When you reach a certain height, you will understand."

Tianren Mountain and Taoist couple stayed with Tianlangya and the others for the last period of time, leaving An Le's portrait and other inheritance, and left.

Thousands of years later, Tianlangya's parents also bid him farewell, saying something similar to Tianren Mountain.

Tian Langya was very puzzled, so he traveled around the world, trying to find traces of his parents and grandfather, but he found nothing.

During this process, he found out that not only Tianren Mountain, but also many people who left Dazhou with Tianren Mountain, also disappeared and did not leave the mountain for a long time.

Some people suspected that they had gone to become immortals, while others said that they left this world by ascension.

According to the classification of immortal cultivators, these cultivators, without exception, are all strong men who have reached the refining stage.

After hearing these words, An Le showed some thought, and murmured, "Are they all monks in the Void Refinement Stage?"

In Taixu Palace, cultivators who transform spirits can become elders, and their status is extremely respected. Above transforming gods, there are those who refine spirits. The number of these elders is extremely rare, and every monk who refines spirits is the top combat power of Taixu Palace. Even the current Palace Master Taixu is only in the stage of refining the void.

The rest of the top forces are also in a similar situation.

Otherwise, if the top combat power is unbalanced, several of the twelve major forces will inevitably go.

If you compare the secrets of the sacred treasures horizontally, the eleven sacred treasures are probably the first entry into the alchemy, and the opening of the twelve divine treasures is equivalent to the great perfection of the alchemy.

It can be said that refining the emptiness is the highest state that cultivators in this world can reach.

But as far as An Le knew, there should be a Dao Harmonious Realm on top of refining emptiness!

At the beginning, Zhou Tianzi forced a breakthrough, and he reached the half-step Hedao, which is equivalent to half-step God Realm.

When Tianren Mountain left the Great Zhou, it was already in the realm of human immortals. After tens of thousands of years, his cultivation base will only become more advanced.

An Le gradually had a guess in his mind: "Could it be that Tianren Mountain and the others went to a certain place just to break through to a higher level?"

This can also explain that the other monks in the Tinder Project also disappeared, and there are very few rumors about them in the world.

——Even Tianlangya can live for tens of thousands of years, those people will only live longer.

After figuring this out, An Le breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was no longer so heavy.

What he is most afraid of is that even if he comes to the future, things will be different, and he will never see those familiar fellow Taoists again.

An Le wanted to ask Tian Langya some more about the past, when suddenly there was a roar in the distance, as if some barrier had been forcibly opened, and then the gray mist spread suddenly, and an extremely ominous wave rippled like a stream of water.

Tian Langya's complexion changed suddenly: "No, the Zhou Tian Xing Luo formation is about to break!"

"The monks in the wilderness are afraid that they will suffer!"

Tian Langya had been driving many monks out of the wilderness before, and he had foreseen this kind of crisis. It's a pity that few people believed his words, and they were kind enough to be donkeys, and they were targeted by the Six Immortals Palace.

An Le said softly: "Don't panic, I will make a move."

His voice was flat, but with convincing power.

Seeing An Le's demeanor, Tian Langya's uneasy mood was instantly calmed down, and at the same time he sighed in his heart: "Patriarch Wuxu is indeed as extraordinary as grandfather said."

Tian Langya didn't know that An Le had already foreseen this situation in the deduction, so naturally he wouldn't panic.

"The formation didn't disintegrate on its own, but was destroyed by outsiders."

A chill flashed in An Le's eyes, and he said, "Let's go."

******
In the gray mist.

A white sole stepped on the rough rocks, without any stains, as if nothing could leave traces on this body.

Wearing a loose white robe, Yan Taiyuan walked among the mountains, approaching the nearest town center stone.

He squinted his eyes and looked at this strange magic weapon exuding brilliance. There were curiosity and temptation in his eyes, but also a trace of contempt and anger.

"It's such a small thing that has continued the luck of this land for thousands of years."

"But it's all coming to an end."

Yan Taiyuan smiled, and there was a tiny divine script in his eyes. As he pointed, a multicolored divine light shot out, piercing directly through the central stone.

Zhenyang Stone can swallow many things in the world, even spiritual power, but it has nothing to do with this divine light, as if it has been restrained.

The silver-gray central stone shattered suddenly, causing the already unstable formation to shake again, and more and more gray mist diffused out.

Naturally, such movements cannot be concealed from the other monks nearby.

A sword cultivator from Tianjian Palace shouted angrily: "Yan Taiyuan, what are you doing!"

Although he didn't know the specific purpose of Yan Taiyuan, but with the expansion of the gray fog, he instinctively felt ominous, as if a great horror was about to come, so naturally he would not let Yan Taiyuan continue at this time.

Yan Taiyuan didn't turn his head, let alone look at the sword repairer, he just whispered to himself.

"I'm just... dedicating you to a greater being."

Before the words fell, the sword cultivator suddenly stunned in place, then stepped forward and followed Yan Taiyuan. In the depths of his eyes, a spinning divine script also appeared!

"Brother?"

The fellow monk who followed the sword cultivator was in shock and was about to rescue him, but he watched his senior brother lift the long sword in his hand and slowly walk towards them.

After a while, Jianxiu, whose sword was stained with blood, returned to Yan Taiyuan's side and continued to walk with him.

One after another, other monks from the Sixth Palace came, and some of them seemed to be deluded, controlled by Yan Taiyuan, and fought with their former companions and senior brothers.

This situation is very similar to the believers under the Great Zhou Chengtian Pagoda tens of thousands of years ago.

When the monks attacked them, they often restrained their hands and feet, and did not dare to attack with all their strength, and these people would kill them every time they made a move, and there were many casualties when they came and went.

Soon, more and more monks followed Yan Taiyuan, and the bloody smell around him became stronger and stronger.

There are even monks from Chongxiao Palace among them.

Yan Taiyuan seemed to be sympathetic and said: "I have advised you to leave earlier."

"It's good now, I wasted the firewood for nothing."

And from the beginning to the end, Yan Taiyuan didn't turn his head to look at these monks. He walked to the next town center stone and was about to point it out again when a figure pierced through the gray fog like a cannonball and landed in front of him with a bang.

"stop!"

Tianlangya's momentum was like a rainbow, his eyes were bright, and he punched Yan Taiyuan with one punch.

This fist was powerful and heavy enough to punch through a mountain, and the air howled like a ghost crying.

Yan Taiyuan stood where he was, without changing his expression.

The sword cultivator beside him immediately drew his sword and stood in front of him, and several monks stepped forward, all with the attitude of protecting Yan Taiyuan at the cost of their own lives.

Seeing this, Tian Langya's face changed, and he stopped his fist suddenly.

But his fist still broke Jianxiu's long sword and sent several people flying. These people hit the ground heavily, vomited blood, and suffered serious injuries.

In fact, if Tianlangya hadn't pulled back his strength, this punch would have killed them all.

The flesh body that has been cultivated for 1 years has such terrifying combat power.

But Yan Taiyuan sneered and said: "You barbarian in the wilderness, your strength is not bad, but your heart is too immature, and you still want to save these people's lives."

Tianlangya shook his head and said, "I have a kind heart, and I don't like killing people."

From Tian Langya's point of view, these monks from the Six Palaces are all descendants of the fire seed brought out by his grandfather from Dazhou, which is equivalent to his own juniors. Unless they are really evil, Tian Langya will basically not kill.

Yan Taiyuan looked at Tianlangya for a while, and disgust appeared in his eyes: "Your body is filled with filthy blood."

Tianlangya was too lazy to talk nonsense, battle patterns appeared on his body, his aura exploded, he turned into a giant, and punched loudly.

Facing his offensive, Yan Taiyuan didn't dare to push himself too hard, there was a colorful divine light covering his body, and strange runes flowed in every gesture.

The two fought brazenly, and the momentum was overwhelming.

The light of the war pattern and the divine script flickered and disappeared in the gray fog. Sometimes they collided loudly, and sometimes flickered, bursting out with terrible power, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains, and violent hurricanes appeared in the gray fog.

All the monks who came nearby looked at this scene in shock.

The sloppy old man couldn't help thinking, "Where did these two monsters come from?"

But even if Tianlangya became a giant, he still couldn't help Yan Taiyuan, and instead had the upper hand.

The divine light in Yan Taiyuan's body has extremely special properties, it is invincible and has amazing lethality, covering the body surface like wearing a battle suit.

He landed a palm on Tianlangya's back, causing him to retreat a few steps, breaking half of the mountain, leaving him in a difficult situation with some injuries on his body.

Yan Taiyuan stood in midair, looked down at the giant below, and smiled proudly.

"I am the son of the gods, you reptiles are destined to be turned into firewood!"

At this moment, a faint voice came from the gray mist: "Langya, come back."

Tianlangya shrunk down when he heard the words, came to the man respectfully, and said shamelessly: "Patriarch, I have shamed you."

The man smiled and said, "He has external assistance, it's not your problem."

"Instead, I went to fetch some items, which wasted a lot of time and hurt you."

When Yan Taiyuan saw him, he couldn't help squinting his eyes.

The aura of this person is not domineering, but gentle and upright, just like a mortal, but Yan Taiyuan instinctively showed a warning sign, wanting to stay away from this person as much as possible.

An Le turned her head, and said with some emotion: "It seems that Chongxiao Palace...has fallen."

"However, how dare a mere abomination dare to act fiercely in front of me?"

(End of this chapter)