The strongest comprehension dude

Chapter 333 Breakthrough
"Oh? Are you so sure?" YangMeng narrowed his eyes, looked at Situ Ying with interest and said.

For some reason, when Situ Ying saw Yang Meng's gaze, she suddenly felt a little uneasy. Does this kid have any other tricks?no!This is the fringe area of ​​Scarlet Maple Ridge, and if it drags on for a long time, other accidents will inevitably occur.

Thinking of this, Situ Ying waved his hand coldly, and said, "I'm sure not sure, you'll know if you try it? Disciples of the Fahua Sect listen to the order and go to this sect! Life and death are irrelevant!"

As soon as the words fell, the ten disciples of Fahuazong rushed over.

Seeing the people rushing over, YangMeng's eyes flashed with disdain, he pouted, then turned his head to look at Yang Zaitian who had a somewhat ugly face, and asked without thinking: "Grandpa, just now, those bastards Siege, don't you feel aggrieved?"

Yang Zaitian was originally looking at the ten people rushing over, but when he heard Yang Meng's words, his expression froze, and he said, "It's very aggrieved."

"Then do you always want to take revenge with your own hands?" Yang Meng continued.

Yang Zaitian clenched his fists violently, and said with cold eyes: "Boy, what exactly do you want to express, just tell me! Don't make me angry, Grandpa!"

YangMeng didn't speak, but slapped Yang Zaitian's dantian with a slap.

Above the sky, the twinkling stars in the sky seemed to flicker faintly the moment Yang Meng lightly patted Yang Zaitian's dantian, and then, the power of the vast stars poured out from the sky like mercury. Then, it landed on YangMeng's body.

After the power of the stars entered YangMeng's body, it did not calm down, but quickly flowed into YangMeng's Zifu dantian, and transformed into the purest Tai Chi Qi through the nine-turn golden elixir. The meridians in the body flowed to the back of the arm, and following the illusory palm, they rushed into Yang Zaitian's body crazily like ten thousand horses galloping.

Yuqing Immortal Technique, one of the most mysterious and profound cultivation techniques since Pangu created the world, it can absorb all the energy in the world, and when practiced to a great height, it can even communicate with the world and reverse the universe!
If it was changed to the unfinished golden core or primordial spirit, although Yang Meng could still use the power to absorb the stars, but because of his limited cultivation and lack of spiritual power, it would be impossible to attract the power of the stars on such a large scale.

This is like a twenty-year-old young man suddenly reborn as a newborn baby. Even if he knows how to add, subtract, multiply and divide, he will eventually tell everyone that adding one hundred and fifty equals because he cannot speak or hold a pen. How many!

So knowing it is one thing, but actually using it is another!

But now it is different, YangMeng successively condensed the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir and the Innate Primordial Spirit, one of which can instantly absorb and circulate various energies, and the other can mobilize energies on a large scale.

Combining the two, this gave YangMeng the ability to instantly improve a monk's cultivation!
Using the power of the primordial spirit to mobilize the power of the stars several miles around, and transforming the power of the stars with the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir in the Purple Mansion, although its power is comparable to that of Yang Meng's Luotian Shangxian in his previous life, it is extremely powerful. There is a big gap, but despite this, the power of the stars it absorbs and transforms is enough for Yang Zaitian.

Feeling the Tai Chi true energy rushing out of his dantian, Yang Zaitian showed shock.

But immediately after, a sharp pain came from all over the body. The horrible pain felt like thousands of needles were being pricked.

At this moment, in Yang Zaitian's body, the surging Taiji Qi is like a snowball. With the replenishment of Dantian Zhenqi, it is getting bigger and bigger, and it is constantly expanding Yang Zaitian's aging meridians.

It's like the land that was on the verge of dryness after a long drought suddenly ushered in a hearty downpour. He greedily enjoyed the irrigation of the rain and swallowed the nutrients brought by the rain.

Therefore, although the pain inside his body was as if he was being hacked into pieces, Yang Zaitian still gritted his teeth and stood firm.

……

In the distance, when he heard YangMeng say that he wanted Yang Zaitian to avenge himself, Situ Ying nearly burst out laughing.

"Little bastard, have you gone mad with the so-called heartbreak in your secular world? Don't mention that old guy Yang Zaitian only has the cultivation base of the second level of congenital heaven. The disciples of Zong!" Situ Ying laughed wildly as if he had heard some joke.

Hearing Situ Ying's words, YangMeng didn't react at all, but casually flicked the ten Fa Hua Sect disciples in front of the blue cloud like a fly.

"Buzz!"

Immediately, as YangMeng's big hand fell, a faint cyan brilliance rushed out from his hand, like a cyan curtain, blocking all the disciples of the Fa Hua Sect who were above the realm of the First Heavenly Heaven. It was about ten feet away from the cyan cloud.

From the beginning to the end, YangMeng didn't even look at Situ Ying. After doing all this, he withdrew his palm from Yang Zaitian's dantian.

"Gah..."

Being ignored by YangMeng, but it doesn't matter!But YangMeng's casual flick stunned Situ Ying, because although he thought he could do this, it was absolutely impossible to act so casually.

……

Just when YangMeng's palm moved away from Yang Zaitian's dantian, the true energy in Yang Zaitian's body began to violently pulsate.

His current body was like a powder keg, almost instantly ignited.

"Ow~~~"

After three breaths, a loud howl resounded through the night sky, and above the blue clouds, an extremely tyrannical aura suddenly erupted from Yang Zaitian's body. This aura was similar to that of Situ Ying's grandfather, Situ Xiongtian's body is generally the same, even a lot stronger!

Clouds of milky white Tai Chi qi crazily gushed out from every pore of Yang Zaitian, wrapping his body quickly.

Half a quarter of an hour later, when the Tai Chi zhenqi tightly enveloping Yang Zaitian dissipated, Yang Zaitian's figure reappeared.

At this moment, Yang Zaitian's image has changed drastically. His old and thin body has grown to about 1.8 meters, and he has become extremely burly.The short silver hair has returned to a black and bright color, and the wrinkles on his face have disappeared without a trace. The whole person seems to be 30 years younger and has returned to his prime.

In the distance, Situ Ying followed the howling sound, and saw Yang Zaitian standing on top of the blue cloud, his aura hadn't even subsided yet.

Seeing this scene, Situ Ying's face instantly became extremely ugly, and he roared like crazy: "Impossible, impossible! Isn't that old bastard Yang Zaitian with a cultivation level of the second heaven? How could he have such a tyrannical power?" Energy fluctuations?"

Suddenly, Situ Ying remembered something, turned his head and slashed at YangMeng, shouting loudly: "It's you, it's you, right? You must have done something to that old guy!"

Yang Zaitian glanced at Situ Ying lightly, and said, "Your surname is Situ? I heard from my grandfather just now that Situ Xiongtian is your grandfather! Very good, he can come and collect the body for you!"

……

In a certain flat mountain in Scarlet Maple Ridge, Situ Xiongtian was humiliating Yang Luotian to his heart's content, when suddenly his expression changed suddenly, and he looked towards the southeast direction of Scarlet Maple Ridge.

"Such a majestic momentum... is the peak of the middle stage of foundation establishment!" Situ Xiongtian murmured.

Yang Luotian, who was tied up by Situ Xiongtian, saw the change in Situ Xiongtian's face, and at the same time heard the clear roar in his ears, couldn't help being shocked, looked at Situ Xiongtian and laughed: "Old ghost Situ, you You should worry about your precious grandson!"

"Huh? Do you know who this foundation-building master is?" Situ Xiongtian suddenly turned his head and looked at Yang Luotian.

Yang Luotian just sneered and didn't speak.

"Hmph, so what if it's the foundation building period? If you want my grandson's life, you have to ask me if Situ Xiongtian agrees!" Situ Xiongtian snorted coldly, grabbed Yang Luotian with one arm, and flew towards Scarlet Maple Ridge .

……

On the edge of the Scarlet Maple Ridge, above the blue clouds.

Now that his image has changed drastically, Yang Zaitian, who has raised his cultivation base to the peak in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Period, opened his eyes, felt the majestic energy fluctuations in his body, and couldn't help becoming excited.

"Grandpa, how's it going? Are you sure you can clean up these eleven trash?" YangMeng looked at Yang Zaitian, who was at least 30 years younger, and said.

Yang Zaitian clenched his fists, and looked at Situ Ying and the others with strong confidence in his eyes: "Don't say it's them, even if Situ Xiongtian comes, I can make him come and go!"

YangMeng chuckled, turned his wrist, and a long sword as clear as water appeared, he threw it to Yang Zaitian, and said, "Grandfather, the name of this sword is 'Qingquan', I refined it with nine-star steel, grained dragon iron and some rare minerals. It can be regarded as a good magic weapon, so you can use it in the future!"

"Magic weapon?" Yang Zaitian found out that 'Qingquan', fondled it twice, and said, "Xiao Meng, is this the flying sword that can take the head of an enemy from thousands of miles away, as your sixth great-uncle said? ?”

YangMeng nodded, and said: "Grandpa, the flying sword is also a type of magic weapon, and the 'Qingquan' in your hand is also a flying sword, but the level is lower! By the way, you can refine it now with a drop of your heart's essence If you do, he will recognize you as the master, and it will be easy to kill these little trash fish!"

"Okay!" Yang Zaitian's eyes lit up, and he slapped his chest without hesitation, a drop of red-golden blood spurted out from Yang Zaitian's mouth, and landed directly on the flying sword 'Qingquan'.

"Buzz!"

As the drop of blood from Yang Zaitian's heart fell on the 'Qingquan', the 'Qingquan' began to tremble slightly, and then an incomparably bright water-blue brilliance shot up into the sky, and endless coldness flowed from the water-blue The brilliance slowly spread out and spread in all directions.

(End of this chapter)