Chapter 204: To enter the Xuanyuan grave

Yang Jian and Xuanyuan clan for half a day, the two of them whispered secrets for a long time, then they exchanged their cups and talked.
Huangdi Xuanyuan was a three-thousand imperial girl who practiced profound arts. He has always been criticized by monks, but his book Huangdi Neijing had a profound influence on the path of cultivation. Yang Jian listened most of the time, but nodded from time to time.
Yang Jian would never forget the agreement the two had made while whispering, and Xuanyuan would not mention it to others.
It's just that from today onwards, Yang Jian has a strong enemy out of thin air and needs to calculate.
The demon master Kunpeng, the ancient power, is also called the Kunpeng ancestor by the monsters, the prestige and prestige among the monsters are not comparable to the power of ordinary monsters.
If you talk about the first person under the saint, you don’t nominate the true jade cauldron who did not make a sound but showed his breath in the first battle in the heavenly court, what the immortals know at this time, there are only a few in this prehistoric...
Zhenyuan Daxian Zhenyuanzi, the first disciple of the Taoist school, the master of the Taoist school, teaches Guangchengzi, the master disciple of the Taobao Taoist, and the Taoist ruthless man;
In addition, the Taoist Lu Ya who has never been known, Kong Xuan after Chu Feng...
When Yang Jian learned from Xuanyuan Huangdi that the demon master Kunpeng was still alive, naturally there was one more ruthless person among the above-mentioned cruel people.
Kunpeng is in troubled times, and is soaring for ninety thousand miles!
If Kunpeng, the only demon master who could sit on an equal footing with the two demon emperors, were born, this world would be another unavoidable chaos.
After Yang Jian left the pavilion, he flew to Beiju Luzhou in secret, and knew how to get to Xuanyuan Tomb, so he didn't need to catch the Yaozu and ask for directions.
He kept recollecting what Xuanyuan said in his heart. Yang Jian had benefited a lot from his trip and he had a little deeper understanding of his own way; this was a rare good fortune, and he still owed the favor of Emperor Xuanyuan.
Kunpeng……
"Hey, that person is still too far away from me."
Yang Jian was slightly emotional.
At this time, he defeated the gods and generals of the heavenly court. His combat power relied on the mountain axe, no sharp grab, and the starlight protection from the profound arts.
But even so, Yang Jian couldn't compare with the real masters among the big Luo Jinxian, let alone a great magical power, a powerful quasi-sage, let alone the kind of ancient power standing at the apex of the Three Realms.
The road ahead is still very long, and his profound art is only the fifth level and has not been completed.
Yang Jian learned from Xuanyuan Huangdi's mouth about the benefits of Xuanyuan's tomb, but at this time he was shocked and decided to live up to Xuanyuan Huangdi's high hopes and dig his grave clean...
Cough, take away the remains of Xuangui.
At the same time, he had to solve the miasma of Beizhou.
Why did Xuangui so much resentment when he died? Why is Xuanyuan Huangdi's three thousand imperial daughters willing to leave infamy? What's inside... is also quite worthy of scrutiny.
Yang Jian shook his head and smiled, jumping into the miasma, relying on his physical strength not to be invaded by the miasma, swaggering towards the northwest.
He was invaded by the miasma after he fought against the Mohan Tribe in Beizhou last time, because at that time the treasure was hard to resist the Da Luo offensive and suffered too much damage, and there were too many wounds, which gave the miasma to take advantage. The opportunity.
Now his body is complete, with thirty-eight profound beads shining brightly, and the flesh and blood of his whole body are wrapped in the mysterious gang, and he is worry-free.
Under the miasma cloud, Yang Jian caught a wave of evil spirits.
And from afar, Yang Jian also felt a lot of tyrannical auras, either thick as a mountain, or violent as a fire, he was a master of the wizard clan who was alarmed by the monster clan.
The witches are hidden in the dense areas of Luzhou in Beiju, but there is too much miasma around Xuanyuan tomb, and everything is not born, and no tribe of the witches is sneaking here.
Yang Jian secretly thought: The Lich is a mortal enemy that cannot be resolved, but if he wants to break into the Xuanyuan Tomb, it would be unreasonable to involve the Wu Clan and the Monster Clan to fight.
The Wu Clan has given him a lot of benefits, and he saved his life last time. Yang Jian didn't want to count them.
After hesitating, Yang Jian took out a jade talisman, wrote a few words, wrapped it with profound energy, and sent it to a tribe on the border of Beizhou.
He could not find the location of Xuanming tribe with the jade talisman, but was able to find the bold and pungent half-witch clan chief, and asked the half-witch clan chief to contact the Xuanming tribe by his own means.
After doing this, Yang Jian no longer had any scruples, hiding in the miasma all the way, and constantly using the method of change, all turned into that tiny thing...
In this way, after spending more than half a day of work, he was replenishing his energy in a mountain forest again. When the gloomy sky of Beizhou gradually brightened, Yang Jian left.
After flying in the clouds and mist for half an hour, the miasma in front of him suddenly disappeared, and wisps of sunlight shone, and the gloomy sky seemed to have broken a big hole.
The sun was shrouded in a radius of a hundred miles, and in the center of the sun, a huge round grave, like a large bowl with a diameter of hundreds of miles, was upside down on the earth, and the yellow soil contained a kind of wonderful Taoist rhyme.
Xuanyuan grave!
This is the place where the four saints covered the mysterious tortoise. Because the saints took action, the miasma could not permeate the big tomb.
The first miasma of the entire Beizhou was underground in this big tomb, spreading in all directions; and the endless creatures of Beizhou who died under the miasma also turned into a part of the miasma, the long-term transformation, continuous' Complement and complement each other', this miasma has formed the scale it is today, and it can be resolved by non-manpower.
Perhaps the extremes of things must be reversed, but the Xuanyuan Tomb itself is a good place for cultivation. The Tao of the mysterious turtle is contained in it. It was also the top power in the world in the ancient times. If you strip it out of resentment, you can also cultivate many magical powers.
For example, the pipa essence.
After Xuangui's death, Empress Nuwa ordered the Yaozu to occupy this place, and the other saints didn't say anything. After all, not every saint would appreciate this blessed land of dead corpses...
It can only be said that Empress Nuwa also worry a lot about the monster race.
At this moment, Yang Jian looked at the strong monster aura, slightly speechless.
As for?
There is no need to look with divine eyes, he also knows how many Monster Race Da Luo is hidden here, and there is even a faint aura above Da Luo.
It seemed that after killing so many Demon Kings in one go, the demon clan of the older generation could not sit still.
That's also good.
If Xuanyuan Huangdi hadn't fooled him, he could use the blood of these monsters to wash away some of the resentment of Xuangui.
Just let him enter the tomb of Xuanyuan, find the remnant spirit of Xuangui, and show the token given by Emperor Xuanyuan...
But the problem is...
"How to get in?"
Yang Jian turned into a poisonous insect, lying on the clouds and mist, quietly thinking.
Xuanyuan Tomb is a large tomb. Since it is a large tomb, there is only one entrance and exit.
Moreover, Xuanyuan Tomb came from the hands of a certain saint, with a bit of spirituality in itself, and was controlled by the three monsters in Xuanyuan Tomb.
If Yang Jian just swaggered in and rushed straight in, it would be really bad luck.
However, if he didn't make this mistake, wouldn't he want Senior Xuanyuan to laugh at him? Senior Xuanyuan used Xuangui to exchange his promise to defeat Kunpeng. This place is already Yang Jian's "thing in the bag".
If you are blocked by the monster clan at your'doorway' and you can't enter, then it's really slipping away.
Among the several strategies, the best strategy is nothing more than taking advantage of strength to provoke the conquest of the Wu and Monster races, and take the opportunity to mix into the grave.
But because of Yang Jian's connection with the Witch Clan, Yang Jian couldn't bear to make the Witch Clan more difficult, and didn't want to implement it.
The central strategy was to move the tiger away from the mountain, and most of the monster masters from this place moved away. Yang Jian estimated that he had a mountain axe in his hand, and it only took a few moments to break into Xuanyuan's grave.
As for the next move, it is to rush forward.
After thinking about it, Yang Jian naturally chose a more secure middle strategy, although it would take more time, and it would be easier for the world to know that the troubles of his entering Xuanyuan's grave... and he didn't care so much.
Yang Jian quietly backed away a thousand miles, found a mountain covered by the poisonous miasma, and got into the poisonous miasma.
Just about to use the Three Lives Biluo Jue~EbookFREE.me~ to get a few fakes out to play with the demons, Yang Jian suddenly moved his heart and looked up at the sky.
The breath of a dragon master?
There seems to be a lot, almost dozens of shares, looking for something within thousands of miles around.
Yang Jian pondered a little.
He is the son-in-law of the Dragon Palace, if the Dragon Clan has something to do here, he should also contribute.
Standing up, Yang Jian transformed into a witch clan in his impression, and flew into the air.
Who is the Wu clan he impressed the most?
Of course it is expensive.
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