As the saying goes, what you learn from books is always superficial, and you can only truly understand it by doing it yourself.
When Jiuli Zhenren accidentally entered the battlefield, the bloody smell emanating from his body made Mo Yu retreat. This was a rare event in the history. After all, Huang Shigong was a veteran of the battlefield, and he was not surprised by the strange things on the battlefield. After all, the cultivators also had their own abilities, and this little test on the road to becoming a god was not bad for the cultivators. After all, the gods needed to have real abilities, otherwise it would be a disgrace to the immortal family.
When Jiuli Zhenren saw the black rain coming, he also drank wine, which was a bit strange for Huangshi Gong, who was on the battlefield. After all, there were only a few people who could be so carefree on the road to becoming a god. Lying drunk on the battlefield, bloodthirsty on the blade. But this was the road to becoming a god, and the gods he faced were more powerful than those on the battlefield.
Huang Shigong saw the poisonous breath from the mouth of Jiuli Zhenren causing the Moyu to fly away, and he was filled with anger. He thought that these cultivators were just playing around with the Moyu who was so gentle and strong, and avoided it. It seemed that these people's cultivation was also quite outstanding.
However, although Huang Shigong saw that the cultivation of several people was unfathomable, he also had some compassion for them. The compassion that arose spontaneously in his heart made Huang Shigong wave his hand towards the scholar in white.
The scholar also understood Huang Shigong's intention, and he took out a blunt pen from his side and drew a line in the air. A white light immediately appeared in the sky, and as the white light emerged, a gust of white wind blew between heaven and earth.
The shape of this white-haired wind is hard to see, but its howling pierces one's spine and penetrates one's soul. Hearing this sound makes one's bones go weak and muscles numb, as if one's soul will be torn apart and dissipated into nothingness by this strong wind.
In the blink of an eye, Huang Shigong summoned the Mo Yu Li Feng, which made Overlord Xiang Yu, Wu Yuguang and others feel suspicious.
After all, at this time, Wu Yugang and his group had just used their own magical skills to resist the sharp energy of the heaven. Unexpectedly, this immortal from the secular world was also extremely vicious, and with a wave of his hand, he wanted to put several people to death.
Yang Chenguang had already figured out the ways of the gods. After all, when the young boy was alive, he also deeply felt the viciousness of the human heart. In the underworld, he also saw the torture of the ghost in the underworld. The punishment in the underworld is unbearable to watch. Although the horse-faced general is a general in the underworld, he also knows the human heart very well. After all, the method of using troops is also the art of human heart. If you don't understand the human heart, it is difficult to lead the soldiers well.
Yang Chenguang had learned the true teachings of the Horse-Faced God, and he also understood the intrigues of the god. The clever Yang Chenguang, at a young age, had seen through the evil heart.
Through the black rain, Yang Chenguang vaguely saw the arm of Huang Shigong waving, and Yang Chenguang's young mind was shocked. He said in his heart: "This old man looks kind, but his heart is not good! It's okay to bully others by taking advantage of his power, but now he is taking advantage of others' misfortune. We are not yet stable, and he wants to put us to death in a blink of an eye. This is not so easy.
Although the Horse-Faced Master accepted me as a boy in the underworld, I was not recognized by the gods in heaven. Now, it is a matter of life and death. If I am destroyed by the gods, all these years of training will be wasted. Moreover, it will delay the teachings of the master. The Horse-Faced Master went against the will of heaven and accepted his apprentice. He did not want to bring shame to the master. Otherwise, even the Overlord Xiang Yu would lose all his efforts. "
Although Yang Chenguang is young, he is also a sensible person. Yang Chenguang has been practicing Tai Chi since he was a child. He has already understood the principles of Tai Chi and the mysteries of heaven and earth. Even if his understanding is not deep, it is beyond ordinary people. Now he has also received the true teachings of the gods, so how can he not have a thorough understanding of the principles of heaven and earth! Moreover, he has followed Ma Mian and Wu Yugang in many battles, and he has a unique grasp of the current situation on the battlefield.
Yang Chenguang has been full of mischief since he was young. This mischief is also a manifestation of intelligence, and is also the best embodiment of being unrestrained and innocent. This child is no longer in the Five Elements and is not bound by the Five Elements. It is precisely because of such a drawback of the heaven that the horse-faced man dared to accept the young Yang Chenguang. But Yang Chenguang has not yet jumped out of the Three Realms and cannot escape reincarnation.
Now is the battle to confer the gods, if they fail in this battle, then the body of the god will vanish into thin air, without a trace of form or soul, and disappear in the three realms.
Although Yang Chenguang didn't say it, he knew the seriousness of the matter in his heart. In reality, this child is sometimes more sensible than those unreliable adults. Think about those adults, although they understand a lot of worldly things, they are not so realistic. Those adults talk about the Tao, but their understanding of the Tao is also biased.
The biased people understand everything as Tao, even deception, and attribute it to Tao. However, they do not know that such understanding is far away from the truth of the Tao. It is precisely because of this or that understanding of Tao that the secular people have long forgotten the Tao and replaced it with those evil ways, and even worse, those ways that are even more evil than the evil ways.
It is precisely because there are various ways in the world that many people find it difficult to enter the devil's way, and can only enter the ghost way of the netherworld. This ghost way is not a smart understanding, but although it cannot be called a way, it is also a dead end.
Yang Chenguang was not one of those people who didn't know how to deal with things. When he saw the fierce wind forming in the hands of the scholar in white, Yang Chenguang raised the ghost firework stick in his hand to the sky. A huge fireball came out from the black short stick.
The fireball hung in the wind, and at the moment when the fierce wind was about to hit, in the dark rain, it was like a dragon emerging from the water. It rushed out of the crowd of eight people and went straight to the Yellow Stone Lord. After all, such a scheming old man was the enemy of the eight monks. Yang Chenguang also hated such a god to the bone.
As the saying goes, an old man plays with a naughty boy. Now, Yang Chenguang also pulled himself together, hoping that the naughty boy would play with the old man.
After all, heroes have always emerged from youth, so how can we allow old men to trouble the world? (To be continued)