Traveling through the heavens as a myth

When crossing the heavens mythology: wayfinding Phenom

"What? Do you want me to wear braids, wear a red belly, and just pretend to be a kid?"

"What little kid, that's Nezha!"

"Don't go, don't go, don't die!"

...

"It's so fragrant!"

Traveling across other worlds, the young man with nine myths imprinted in his mind began a journey of creating myths.

Chapter 1 Seriously Injured Seeking Collection Seeking Recommendation

Night fell.

Zhenhai City is still very lively, just like a city that never sleeps.

Every three to five meters on the city wall, there is a blazing brazier, making a beeping sound.Teams of soldiers with helmets and armors patrolled back and forth to prevent the sea monster from attacking the city. The metal clashing with the shaking of the armor continued.

The city is also full of lights. There are crowds of people on the street, some selling stalls, some juggling, some drinking and eating food and calling friends, some attracting customers, some shopping and chatting... noisy, so lively scene.

Zhenhai City East, Ningfu, Martial Arts Field.

A young man is holding a long spear and dancing in the field, piercing, stab, tart, attack, wrap, circle, block, take, pounce, click, and dial, all moves are extremely clever, like a dragon, it is Ningjia Town The "Dragon Spear Technique" contained in the clan exercise "Qinglong Zhenhai Jue".

This marksmanship itself is also a physical form. All of a sudden, the silhouettes of the people flashed, the shadows of the guns were heavy, and the screams of the gun tips cutting the air one after another.

"Haha" stabbed the last shot with all his strength, and Ning Yang stopped breathing heavily with his gun. Beads of sweat bursting out of soybeans on his forehead, and white mist of water faintly rose on his head.

When his breathing calmed down, Ning Yang flicked the gun accurately back to the weapon rack and walked outside the martial arts arena.

After changing into the drenched practice clothes, Ning Yang came to a practice secret room, sat cross-legged on the futon, with his five hearts facing the sky, and began to practice untouched every day.

After exhaustion of physical strength and exhaustion of true essence, the body will be in a state of extreme hunger. In this state, the efficiency of cultivation is more than twice that of usual, but the pain and danger are more than twice that of usual.

Physical exhaustion will lead to lack of concentration, and it is easy to lose focus in the practice. Once you lose your mind, you will make a mistake in your work and your meridians will be injured.

Therefore, many cultivators who lack perseverance or dare not take risks will not practice directly when both physical strength and true essence are exhausted.

Ning Yang's natural soul is much stronger than others, which allows him to maintain concentration even when his physical strength and true essence are exhausted, and the experience of losing someone close to him since childhood has made Ning Yang more determined.

While the exercises were in motion, the surrounding invisible vitality of heaven and earth seemed to be absorbed by a black hole, and one after another went into Ning Yang's body, and Ning Yang's body was like a barren and thirsty land suddenly encountering the rain from the sky, madly devouring the gathered heaven and earth. vitality.

When the power goes through the sky, the heaven and earth vitality absorbed into the body is removed from impurities and turned into strands of pure true essence.

"Inhale, exhale." Ning Yang slowly inhaled and exhaled, with white air lingering between his mouth and nose. With this exhale and inhale, the true essence in his body was slowly revolving according to the big week.

Circle after circle, finally, Ning Yang's spirit was shocked. After the true essence in his body was running through the last big week, a phantom blue dragon loomed around his body, swimming slowly.

This Azure Dragon phantom is a sign that "Qinglong Zhenhai Jue" is about to be cultivated to the Consummation of the Inner Yuan Realm and the True Yuan is overflowing.

I saw that the phantom of the blue dragon swimming around Ning Yang's eyes suddenly gleamed, as if it had come alive, the whole body suddenly became real, and he raised his hair in a happy dragon chant.

"Yin!"

The dragon chants surging back and forth in the secret room, without stopping for a long time.

"Finally, I have cultivated to Consummation in the Inner Yuan Realm." Ning Yang murmured, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, his eyes flashing with joy.

Before the age of fifteen, because the body has not grown up, the bones and muscles are too weak to be suitable for cultivation, so I can only learn some physical exercises.

And since the age of fifteen years old, he started to exercise, every day of various strength training, and the medicinal bath after the training was never interrupted, and it took a whole year to reach the perfection of the body.

At the age of sixteen, he successfully cultivated the first ray of True Yuan and was promoted to the Inner Yuan Realm. Every day he squandered his physical strength and True Yuan in the martial arts field, and then returned to the practice chamber to practice True Yuan. It was another whole year.

The seventeen-year-old Neiyuan Realm is consummated, and looking at the entire Zhenhai City and the towns within a thousand miles, it can be regarded as the top hand.

We must know that as the first family of Zhenhai City, the Ning family has hundreds of direct tribes and thousands of side tribes. The Jiucheng tribes are still in the body refining state. They continue to beat their bodies every day, hoping to cultivate true essence and advance to the inner yuan state. .

Cultivation in the inner yuan realm can be regarded as the elite children of the family. Most of them entered the inner yuan realm at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and they can become the elders and participate in the decision-making of the family when they practice in the outer yuan realm.

Only one step away can keep pace with the older generation.

As for the realm above the outer element realm, only a few people know it.It is said that his father, the patriarch of the Ning family, is above the outer element realm.It is with such a strong strength that the Ning family can hold the throne as the head of the three major families in Zhenhai City unshakable for decades.

After venting the uncontrollable joy in his heart, Ning Yang slowly calmed down and began to run the true essence to warm up the body.

At this moment, a fist-sized bell on the wall next to the secret room door rang, making a "jingle, jingle" sound.

This bell is called Xingshen Bell, and its long and crisp ringing can make practitioners quickly exit the cultivation state without any troubles.

Otherwise, if you are disturbed during the cultivation, you will make mistakes in your work, and you will suffer internal injuries; in the worst cases, you will become confused and even die on the spot.

Ning Yang's heart shook when he heard the awakening bell, and slowly quit the cultivation state, then got up and walked to the door of the secret room two or three steps to press the door opening mechanism.

In the sound of "Kaka", the door of the secret room slowly opened, and Ning Yang felt a little anxious. After all, there was nothing important, and people outside would not interrupt his cultivation by shaking the wake-up bell.

Before the door of the secret room was fully opened, Ning Yang jumped out one step at a time. Behind the door, an old man dressed as a housekeeper was walking back and forth in small steps.

"Uncle Zhou, what's the matter?" Ning Yang asked the old man aloud.

After seeing Ning Yang come out, the housekeeper named "Young Master" named Uncle Zhou hurriedly bowed to prepare to salute.

"What the hell happened?" Ning Yang waved his hand to stop Zhou Bo from saluting, and asked anxiously.

"Master has an urgent matter to see the young master." Uncle Zhou stepped forward after saying.

"What's so anxious..." Ning Yang murmured while following Uncle Zhou.

...

Uncle Zhou led Ning Yang around in the middle of the house, and finally the two of them walked outside a brightly-lit meeting room. Uncle Zhou stood outside the door and bowed and said, "Master, bring it here."

A majestic middle-aged man sitting on it, with a pale face as paper, covering his mouth and coughing from time to time, and occasionally splashing blood with splashes of blood. He seemed to be seriously injured.

An old man sat first on the left. The old man had snow-white beard, but his face was ruddy and energetic.

The second person on the left sat a middle-aged person, mature and stable, and his appearance was seven points similar to the middle-aged person in the main position.

The first person on the right is sitting a middle-aged beautiful woman, dressed in a palace costume, with white lips and red, exuding the charm of a mature woman.

"Father" Ning Yang first salutes to the father of the subject, and then salutes to the other three in turn: "I have met the first elder, the second elder, and the third elder."

Ning Yuan nodded and said, "Well, sit down, Yang'er."

The three elders also nodded upon hearing this.

Ning Yangyiyan sat down in the last seat on the left, and he asked, "Daddy hurt badly?"

Chapter 2 Nine Brands for Collection

"If you hurt your internal organs, don't touch your Zhenyuan lightly within a month, otherwise the injury will get worse and worse." Hearing the concern in his son's words, Ning Yuan was relieved.