The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"Who was that just now?"

Nezha asked with staring eyes, touched the wounds all over his body, and couldn't help coughing a few times.

"It seems to be Yang Jian's apprentice?" Sun Wukong frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Most of the hairless ones look the same, and I can't remember."

"What nonsense, my senior's apprentice is dignified and beautiful, with an extraordinary temperament!" Nezha immediately stood up to protect the calf, and then frowned slightly, "When I first came in, she didn't seem to be there..."

Sun Wukong also frowned, then nodded slightly, "I didn't see her when my grandson first came in, she should be behind my grandson."

Nezha was speechless for a moment, and couldn't help muttering: "If she doesn't come back, we two shouldn't fight over who will clear the level first, and we should go find a place to dig a hole and bury ourselves. It's really embarrassing."

Sun Wukong on the side felt the same way, and Lei Zhenzi and the Buddhist disciple who were sitting quietly in the distance were also a little bit embarrassed.

Fortunately, Zixia hadn't defied the sky to the point where she broke through the level directly, she was still blocked back, but she was unscathed, but the fairy power in her body was exhausted to the point where there was no trace left.

She walked up to Monkey King with her hands behind her back, and walked around the monkey twice, trying to show her demeanor as a senior sister.

The monkey is awkward, being stared at by a woman like this is not a saint at all.

Zixia smiled and said, "It's been a long time since I've been away for so many years. It's not bad to enter the country."

The monkey rolled his eyes and didn't answer, just closed his eyes and meditated.

Nezha, on the other hand, coughed dryly, acted like a junior uncle, and lectured Zixia, "You're injured? Don't hold back, go and take the elixir."

"I have the elixir given by the master, thank you little uncle for your concern," Zixia smiled softly, straightened the hair next to her ear, walked to the side not far away, meditated quietly, took the batch of elixir given by Yang Jian, and took it quietly.

The monkey was a little curious immediately, and wondered what kind of magical effect the elixir Yang Jian gave had, so he opened his eyes and waited and watched for a while.

When it comes to pill appraisal, monkeys are experts.

Have you ever seen a pig run or eaten pork? Thousands of pills of various kinds were consumed in the palace of Tushita, and it didn't work at all.

With just one glance, the monkey concluded that although these elixirs were good in quality and more effective than ordinary elixirs, they were far inferior to the elixir refined by the Eight Diagrams Furnace of the Supreme Lord.

Nezha also saw the problem, frowned beside him and said, "Nephew Zixia, anyone who comes here can take the elixir given by the sage, it will be more effective, so don't be too cautious."

"Uncle Xie for reminding, but forget it." Zixia looked at the jade bottle in her hand, her eyes were a little peaceful, "I begged Master to let me come here to practice, and I was not among the few saints who recruited each other, so it is inconvenient to take these elixir."

"You're welcome, just eat it," the monkey muttered, "The old gentleman can produce hundreds of pills in one furnace."

"But the treasures of alchemy are much harder to find nowadays," Zixia looked at the monkey, but she didn't regard the monkey as an outsider, and said solemnly, "Nowadays, the prehistoric is difficult, and if you save it, save it. For the sake of the prehistoric peace, Master keeps going to fight with Xu Mo, just to delay the time when Xu Mo's injury recovers, so that you and I have a chance to go further, and have a better chance of winning for the prehistoric. Do you really think that the elixir refined by these saints was blown by the wind?"

The monkey was speechless for a moment, and Nezha at the side thought to himself that this little master nephew is very good.

"Hmph," Sun Wukong didn't bother with such a big Luo Jinxian, and closed his eyes to heal his injuries.

In fact, the few people who were recuperating and practicing at the twenty-eighth pass all noticed that Zixia's cultivation level was a bit strange.

She has not yet entered the quasi-sacred realm, but her avenue has begun to appear, and there is a brisk dao rhyme circulating around her...

The realm of cultivation has not yet reached the level of quasi-sage, but her perception and accumulation of Dao has reached the middle stage of quasi-sage; in other words, Fairy Zixia has pushed her realm of enlightenment to the level of quasi-sage, but her own mana accumulation is not enough.

The pool has been repaired, and it only takes time to store the water.

These are the benefits of Zixia's breakthrough all the way.

Fairy Zixia showed off her prestige as a senior sister, and began to concentrate on recovering her mana; Nezha and the monkey continued to compete, but the two of them had just recovered half of their injuries, Zixia had already stood up, humming a little tune and started the second battle.

This is the benefit of not getting hurt, and it is Zixia's aboveboard 'cheating'.

This time, Zixia stayed in the formation for two days before she exhausted her mana and retreated again.

After Zixia sat down to practice, Sun Wukong and Nezha opened their eyes at the same time, and they both noticed that the Taoist rhyme around Zixia became more and more mysterious, and their actual cultivation realm also took a small step forward.

This is the first time they have seen that the realm of enlightenment is so much higher than the realm of cultivation, and the former is still improving.

more importantly……

She was not injured, but recovered her mana and broke into the formation again.

Sun Wukong and Nezha couldn't sit still. They looked at each other, and they had lost a lot of rivalry with each other. When their injuries were fully recovered, they rushed into the formation impatiently.

The fight between the two lasted for three days and three nights. Mirage Dragon and Master Tongtian deliberately sharpened the two of them, but they were just short of a line. It was purely a mistake in the fight. The two still failed to pass the level and were thrown out almost in no particular order.

Zixia, who was tidying up and preparing for a new round of checkpoints, couldn't help frowning, and walked over with her hands behind her back, looking at the two people who were covered in blood like dead bodies on the ground.

On the side, Lei Zhenzi came, and after stepping into the big formation, he smiled at Zixia: "It's good to get used to it."

"Master, come on!" Zixia said with a smile, and after Lei Zhenzi left, she sighed softly, and the two immortal powers were like ropes pulling the two half-dead blood men on the ground, walking towards the side.

Half an hour later, Monkey King and Nezha woke up at the same time, and all they saw was Zixia who was sitting quietly and staring at the distant starry sky, frowning slightly.

Then, the two looked from the corner of their eyes and saw each other sitting against the same boulder.

Sun Wukong first made a disgusted expression, and Nezha laughed out loud.

In the eyes of the two of them, each other was wrapped into zongzi. The fabric was the silk that fairies often used to make neon clothes and feathers. It was soft and shiny. It was wrapped around their heads more than ten times, and finally each tied a big bow.

Nezha stopped suddenly with a smile, raised his hand to touch the top of his head, and immediately put his hand on his forehead.

"You two, did you fight like this before?" Zixia tilted her head and looked at the two of them.

The monkey sneered, "Why, can't you?"

Nezha also said: "If you can't experience such a serious injury, you really can't comprehend the essence of your own way."

"Are those sages also enlightened in this way? You must make yourself like this," Zixia twitched her lips, "It's a waste of medicine."

"Then how do you think about enlightenment?" Monkey stared at Zixia.

Zixia held a tree branch that she had broken from nowhere in her hand, and gently shook it aside, "You are cultivating eight or nine profound arts, and there are heaven, earth, and Taoist treasures in your body that have not been fully opened. There is nothing wrong with tempering yourself like this. But you just rely on this kind of tempering blindly, but you never think about whether there are other ways to open the shackles of your own world."

The monkey was taken aback for a moment, "How do you know this?"

"My master told me."

Sun Wukong and Nezha immediately felt relieved.

Zixia said again: "Eighty-nine Xuangong is not something that can be cultivated blindly. Master said that this practice of the physical body is actually more enlightening than most of the cultivation methods of Yuan Shendao. Let me ask you, what are you fighting here for?"

The two stopped talking immediately.

Zixia rolled her eyes, "It is estimated that at this time, you are all trying to make yourself seriously injured and dying, and wait for the enlightenment to come to the door."

Nezha laughed suddenly, but couldn't argue.

"Okay, you guys recuperate here, I'll go ahead and break through my own realm and wait for you to come over by the way."

After saying this, Zixia clapped her hands, turned around and walked towards the shifting formation.

Nezha and Sun Wukong didn't know what was going on at first; after they recovered from their wounds, it had been four days since they moved the formation except to send Lei Zhenzi back.

"Has she passed?" Sun Wukong asked in a low voice.

"Maybe, it's over," Nezha was also a little uncertain.

The two waited for another half a day before they had to accept the reality that they had fallen behind the little fairy.

"A big Luo Jinxian broke through before us," Nezha was a little bit dumbfounded, but when he thought that it was his senior brother's disciple, it seemed normal to go against the sky, and he gradually felt relieved.

With a bang, Sun Wukong stood in front of the array holding the Dinghaishen needle, "If my old grandson can't do it today, it doesn't matter if I don't break through this level!"

"I don't want to lose to you again," Nezha chuckled, and summoned many magic weapons. The two moved forward at the same time and jumped into the twenty-ninth level.

After the twenty-ninth level, the thirtieth level, on the fairy island with the most beautiful scenery and the quietest, Zixia was walking around with her hands behind her back, admiring the ingenious layout of the scenery here.

Suddenly a ray of golden light fell from the sky, it was actually a elixir wrapped in dense breath, hovering in front of Zixia.

"Zixia?" A gentle voice sounded from all over, and Fairy Zixia quickly knelt down.

"Zixia pays homage to her master."

This voice came from the real Yuding.

Then Master Yuding said: "This elixir is a nine-turn good fortune elixir. It was refined for you by the sage of Taiqing and me. If you take it, you can break the quasi-sage barrier. Your realm has far exceeded your cultivation level at this time. Don't worry about future worries. Break through the barrier here, and then go on to find your way of trial."

Zixia held back her joy, and kowtowed to the front, "Thank you for the reward, Master Taiqing, and thank you for your care, Master Taiqing."

"good."

The sage rhyme quietly dissipated, and the elixir floated in front of Zixia. Zixia raised her head, knelt there, swallowed the elixir with one mouthful, and let out an 'ahhhh'.

The breath rose rapidly, and the Dao, which was still somewhat vague, began to solidify rapidly in her body.

Zixia hurriedly sat cross-legged, with her five hearts turned to the sky, and concentrated her mind. After a while, she fell into the realm of enlightenment, and she realized her own changes carefully.

When Nezha and Monkey King jumped out of the teleportation formation not far behind Zixia, panting, the sky was full of clouds and bursts of purple light.

"She broke through?"

"It's so easy to rush to the quasi-sage?"

Even if Monkey is crazy enough and Nezha is proud enough, he can only look at each other in blank dismay at this moment, and decides to avoid practicing with Zixia as much as possible later, so as not to lose his Dao heart.

Beyond the prehistoric sky, in the place where the void was about to shatter, the two figures who were fighting fiercely separated again.

Yang Jian seemed to feel something, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, even looking at Xu Mo with him was much more pleasing to the eye...

Nothing to say, only one battle.

The two of them didn't stop, they fought fiercely again, they were looking for a weak point in each other, in order to hurt the enemy.