Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 982 Three Practices of Huntian Kung Fu

After sending Huang Yaoshi's family away, Ming Xiaoyang and others felt sad and continued to live in seclusion in the Tomb of the Living Dead. Although they promised Xue Bing and Ouyang Qing to take them to see the troubled times of the Southern Song Dynasty, now is obviously not the time.

On this day, deep inside the Tomb of the Living Dead.

A spacious stone interior.

Ming Xiaoyang, who was dressed in white robes, gentle and elegant, stood out from the crowd, crossed his knees, and flew into the air, violating common sense.

Around him, eight colors of energy danced vigorously.

White clouds, rose clouds, Tu Kunlun, azure snow and ice, purple stars, dark chaos, indigo sea, golden morning sun, and the eight-level magical power of the Huntian Baojian are repeated over and over again, running endlessly.

With every breath, the meridians in the body made a vibrating sound, which gathered together and turned into an extremely dull sound.

Tiger and leopard thunder sound!

The Huntian Treasure Mirror is all-encompassing, can be hard or soft, has infinite power, and is earth-shattering.

The most important thing is that this set of Huntian Baojian magic skills can not only save all living beings, but also poison the world.

Just like the Nuwa Empress, she is not only the Virgin who mends the sky, but also a terrifying existence with peerless power.

Swish!
  The eight levels of Huntian Baojian's skills complement each other, and it seems to have turned into a desolate world, but about to give birth to life.

Ming Xiaoyang's body seemed to have turned into a tiny world!

The originally weak golden light became more and more dazzling due to the complementation of the spiritual energy from the outside world and the eighth-level power of the Huntian Baojian.

Stay until the end and accumulate to the limit!
  Boom!

A terrifying loud noise came from Ming Xiaoyang's body.

Accompanied by a thunderous sound, golden light shone brightly all over Ming Xiaoyang's body, as if he were a sacred and inviolable god.

The whole body is coated with a dazzling golden light!

The eighth level of the Huntian Treasure Mirror - Jin Chenxi has reached the sixth level of power!
  Snapped!
  Ming Xiaoyang's body that was originally suspended in the air slowly landed on the ground, but in the process, his body naturally stretched.

The movements are smooth and flowing, without any sluggishness at all.

The golden light gradually dimmed, and finally, he turned into the handsome and unrestrained man again. No one could tell that he was at least fifty years old this year, the best master in the world!

"Alas!" Ming Xiaoyang lowered his head after finishing the attack, looking at his pair of fair and smooth palms with no flaws to be found, enough to make any woman envious and jealous, "I've experienced this twice. Again, there’s just no challenge at all.”

"In just a few days, I have trained the Huntian Treasure Mirror to the eighth level of Golden Dawn. Even if you are not afraid of damaging your foundation, it is not difficult to break into the ninth level of Blood Sky!"

At the end of the sentence, Ming Xiaoyang put his hand on his forehead with a distressed look on his face.

It seemed that instead of making rapid progress in a peerless magic skill, he encountered something terrible.

creak!

At this moment, the sound of the door opening suddenly came from outside the room.

Then, the thick stone door that was originally closed opened with a sound, and a gentle and tranquil beauty with flowing white clothes appeared in front of Ming Xiaoyang.

"Miss Wang?" Ming Xiaoyang was surprised when he saw the person coming, "Why are you here?" As he said this, he suddenly put on an expression of extreme horror.

"Could it be that, Miss Wang, you have been with me for so long that you have fallen in love with me, and now you want to take advantage of the silence to occupy this Taoist master!"

Wang Yuyan: "..."

囧！
  Hundreds of years of experience and wisdom, and countless interactions with him, have already given Wang Yuyan considerable experience in how to deal with this man.

"Yes!" Wang Yuyan put on a fierce expression and walked towards Ming Xiaoyang, like a female pervert who has seen the person she likes. "This girl is going to occupy you today, do you believe it?"

"What?" Ming Xiaoyang was like a helpless girl who encountered a vicious man. She subconsciously stepped back. Their figures were illuminated by the lights in the room, pulling the old man to blow outside the stone door that had not yet been completely closed. It trembled constantly under the incoming breeze.

Bang!
  Ming Xiaoyang retreated all the way until he came to the wall. There was a muffled sound, his face turned pale, and he looked at the woman who was within easy reach of him;
  "Miss Wang, are you serious?"

When Wang Yuyan saw this, she rubbed her beautiful hands together and said with a wicked smile: "Yes, this girl is really serious this time."

"You stinky boy, why don't you get caught quickly!"

"Uh!" As he spoke, Wang Yuyan's graceful body was completely attached to Ming Xiaoyang's body, and her jade body exuded an alluring body fragrance.

Breathing in the fragrance emanating from Wang Yuyan's body, Ming Xiaoyang couldn't help but feel a surge in her heart.

To say that he has no interest in the person in front of him would be a lie!

More than a hundred years ago, Nan Murong was the cousin of Nan Murong, the sister-in-law of Beiqiao Peak, and the granddaughter of Li Qiushui and Wu Yazi among the three Xiaoyao elders.

The passage of time has accumulated her martial arts wisdom and experience, adding to her a charming charm that she did not have when she was a girl in the past.

In the past, Wang Yuyan's nominal half-brother, Duan Yu, fell in love with the jade statue carved by Wu Yazi for Li Canghai, and regarded Wang Yuyan as a substitute for his fairy sister.

When he returned to the bottom of Jianhu Palace again, he realized that the person he loved was not Wang Yuyan, but that statue.

First hurt by her cousin, and then abandoned by her long-time spare tire, Wang Yuyan's character changed drastically. From a lady who was proficient in hundreds of martial arts but knew nothing about martial arts, she transformed into a strange woman of a generation.

However, if Duan Yu goes underground and meets Wang Yuyan today, I am afraid that this nerd and nymphomaniac will immediately forget about his so-called fairy sister and pursue Wang Yuyan shamelessly.

"Such a handsome young man." Catching the fleeting obsession in Ming Xiaoyang's eyes, Wang Yuyan felt proud, stretched out two fingers, pinched his smooth chin, and commented, "It's a pity that this girl is young. I didn’t meet you when I was young, otherwise I wouldn’t have been a jade for more than a hundred years.”

Wang Yuyan behaves like a wicked woman who teases young boys.

"Cough cough cough." Ming Xiaoyang, who had always teased women, was teased by a woman this time, and he let out a dry cough helplessly.

"Miss Wang, you are not old now!" As he spoke, Ming Xiaoyang changed his face again, stood up straight quickly, and looked Wang Yuyan up and down, "If you were walking on the street, I am afraid no one would believe that you have already had two babies this year. You are over a hundred years old, but some people believe you when you say you are only twenty years old."

When Wang Yuyan heard this, a look of uncertainty appeared on Ruyu's cheeks. She had never doubted her own charm.

But what dissatisfied her was that this man actually revealed his age.

At that moment, he rolled his eyes and said, "You brat, don't you know that a woman's age is a secret?"

"Yes." Ming Xiaoyang exclaimed with sudden realization, "For an old woman like you, Miss Wang, age is indeed a big secret!"

(End of this chapter)