Lan Caihe was holding the baby, and he loved it very much. The baby in Madam Yang's arms seemed a little reluctant, babbling, and staring at the baby in Lan Caihe's arms. It seemed that the two of them were difficult to separate, and they were ignored by the immortal master.
Mrs. Yang came to Lan Caihe in a hurry, and Lan Caihe took the babies and held the two chubby little ones in his arms. The two babies seemed to be very satisfied and relieved, and they didn't cry or make a fuss in Lan Caihe's arms, looking at the world with curiosity.
Lan Caihe said: "It is difficult to defy the will of heaven. It seems that I must accept this disciple. In this way, I have fulfilled the etiquette of meeting the master!"
Everyone in the Yang family couldn't help laughing when they heard Lan Caihe's words. It seemed that the baby had already wiped away all the past unhappiness and brought great joy to everyone.
After all, the Yang family is the head of Tai Chi, and it is indispensable for the interaction of people in the martial arts world. Lan Caihe's arrival seems to have opened a new beginning.
The story of Lan Caihe and Wu Yugang resuscitating a dying man was passed down as a good story by the villagers. The reputation of Tai Chi spread far and wide. On weekdays, Lan Caihe and Wu Yugang preached and taught each other the way of immortality. In their spare time, they preached to two babies. Although the babies didn't understand anything, when the master came to preach, they were also infected by him and couldn't take their eyes off. When the master asked questions, they also made babbling sounds, as if expressing their thoughts, which made them even more lovable.
Since Lan Caihe came to the village, Tai Chi seems to have been widely spread and developed under his teaching. Lan Caihe has developed the Tai Chi boxing manual into a Taoist practice, bringing this ancient and traditional martial art to an unprecedented extreme state, allowing people to have a deeper understanding and knowledge of self-cultivation.
Speaking of Han Xu who was driven away and injured, Han Xu was very unwilling to give up. After all, he did not leave his compound this time, and it seemed even more difficult to avenge Xing Tian. After all, his cultivation level was not as good as Wu Yugang, and the immortal's secret help made people hate him even more.
Han Xu was filled with hatred, but he was no match for his opponent when he wanted to fight back. In a hurry, he retreated to a high mountain. It was unknown how far away from Yangjiayu this mountain was. There were crisscrossing vegetation and strange rocks on the mountain. It was late at night, and the dark environment was chilling.
In such an environment, Han Xu felt the pain from his wounds becoming more and more unbearable. He could no longer care about anything else and walked a few steps closer. He found a shelter and was about to rest and heal his wounds when he suddenly felt his feet soften and fell into a deep hole.
The boat was broken and the wind was strong. Han Xu cursed. He was about to leave this place, but suddenly he felt that this place was also a good place to live, so he simply closed himself off and meditated to heal his wounds.
Han Xu was not unfamiliar with this dark, cold place. Since he was learning martial arts, he had learned Xuanbing Kung Fu in the dry well. He had practiced magic skills with Xing Tian. This seemed to be like adding wings to a tiger. Although he could not resist Wu Yugang's cultivation now, it was mostly because of his lack of cultivation and shallow skills. Think about those cultivators with extremely high cultivation. Which one of them has not practiced for hundreds or thousands of years!
Although Han Xu practiced the magic skills of the demon world, the cultivation of the demon world witch clan is different from that of the Taoists. This magic work also requires the Yuanshen and the breath of the magic to be glorious and powerful. Otherwise, it is difficult to improve with only the breath of the demon clan. Even with the teaching of the masters, it is difficult to become a great master. Moreover, Xing Tian's rough aura is difficult to deal with, and Han Xu is even more difficult to understand his true meaning.
Han Xu was practicing in the closed room, and he didn't know how long it had passed. The wound was healed. But suddenly, a cold wind blew around the room, and the cold air hit him. This made Han Xu shiver. Could it be that this was a place where some ferocious beasts lived? He opened his eyes quickly. But he saw a man with a fangy face standing beside him.
Although this person was ugly, he showed a hint of joy when he saw Han Xu. He said to Han Xu who was meditating, "Haha! I don't know how many years I have been here. Today I can finally meet an outsider here, which can relieve my worries and boredom!"
Han Xu saw that this person had no intention of harming him. He stood up and asked, "Where are you now, and who are you?"
The green-faced, fang-toothed monster said, "Hahaha! Ask me. I am the immortal here, Xuanming! Why don't you kneel down and worship me now!"
Seeing this man's arrogance, Han Xu couldn't help but laugh and said, "Xing Tian is my master. You must have heard of him! How can I kneel down and worship an unknown god like you!"
Xuan Ming saw that Han Xu was emitting a strong demonic aura. The dark aura was faintly visible on Han Xu. It seemed very pure. Xuan Ming couldn't help but laugh and said, "Hmm! Not bad, it is a good material for cultivation. But it will take some time, otherwise it will be difficult to become powerful!"
Han Xu also felt strange. His offensive words did not anger the monster. Instead, the monster was very interested in his cultivation. This made him feel even more strange.
It turned out that Han Xu had unknowingly come to the wild land of the desert north of the Great Wall. This is also the place where the god of cold, Xuanming, resides. This place is not far from Kunlun. However, the god of Xuanming has long been imprisoned here, following Hou Tu Nuwa to take charge of ice and snow and cold matters, and it is difficult for him to leave.
Han Xu had already practiced Lingyin Zhihan Kung Fu, and was also taught Xingtian Magic Kung Fu. Although the techniques were different, they were similar. The two techniques were invisibly integrated and combined into one. When Han Xu was practicing, he activated the mysterious cold air.
In this cold, dark and barren land, Han Xu accidentally alarmed the God of the Underworld.
Although the Netherworld God was not good at moving, he explained that it was because he was imprisoned. If he left this place, he would inevitably be punished by the Heavenly Rules. Therefore, he did not dare to leave even a step. However, the induction of the Netherworld cold air surprised Xuanming. In surprise, he appeared where Han Xu was.
Han Xu didn't know much about it. He saw that the God of Xuanming looked just a little taller than him, and had a skinny appearance like a bird or an animal, so he didn't take it seriously. After all, Xing Tian was tall and mighty, and he must be much stronger than this self-proclaimed god.
The Netherworld God looked at Han Xu and laughed, "You are too ignorant, kid. Although Xing Tian is the ancient god of war, I am also a god in heaven. I am in charge of ice, snow and cold. The cold Netherworld energy you practice is under my jurisdiction. You are guilty. If it weren't for your master's sake, you would have died in my mouth long ago!" (To be continued)