Wang Changan also roughly knows his own fighting power. He can kill even a genius in the Erzang realm.

Wang Changan left quickly. Who knows if anyone will be chasing him later? There is a cave under the cliff, but the sky has darkened, and the entire bottom of the mountain has become a bit eerie.

The wind was howling and the moonlight in the sky was dim. Wang Changan found a cave with a stone wall and planned to spend the night in the cave, which would at least provide shelter from the wind and rain.

Walking into the cave, I felt eerie and terrifying. There were still some animal bones and corpses in the cave. Wang Changan found dead wood and lit a flame directly.

The long stone wall is carved with some ancient painting remains, painted with black and white paint, many of which are indistinguishable.

Wang Changan held a torch and walked towards the stone wall, looking at the paintings on the stone wall step by step. It had been too long and it was difficult to identify them. They might be valuable, but they were all useless.

The stone wall was very long, hundreds of meters deep, but Wang Changan couldn't see anything despite looking back and forth.

"Tsk, tsk, it's really out of luck. I don't know what the painting is."

The Tao is formless and colorless, without self or self. When it meets water, it becomes soft, and when it meets stone, it becomes hard. It is extremely infinite, and changes in the way of matter. It gathers sand to form a tower, gathers energy to become a spirit, gathers together and spreads around the sky.

The infinite is transformed into the infinite, the extreme is transformed into the infinite, form has no form, meaning has no meaning, Tao is all things, Tao is heaven and earth, Tao is the universe.

There is no change of life and death, no lock of the great road, no number of falsehood and reality, self is the Tao, and there are thousands of Tao methods...

Wang Changan silently recited the Taoist scriptures. This Taoist scriptures have great meaning. Every time he reads it, he has different insights. Wang Changan can only remember the complete scriptures after he understands the changes of all things.

Wang Changan was sitting next to the fire, reciting ancient scriptures. Behind him, on the stone wall, a little brilliance overflowed, and ancient pictures were printed.

Wang Changan was so engrossed in his chanting that he didn't even notice the change in the stone wall. When he stopped chanting, he couldn't help but look back and stood up suddenly.

All the ancient paintings on the stone wall were complete. The first painting showed a mythical beast Qilin. The Qilin had flames on its feet and the scales on its body were lifelike. It had a unique charm, but Wang Changan could not see anything else.

The second picture just shows a glutton lying quietly in the endless sea of ​​corpses, which makes people chill. The third picture is of Baize playing in the water, the fourth picture is of the dragon rising from the abyss, and the fifth picture is

Suan Ni plays with Thunder.

The five paintings were very charming, but even Wang Changan couldn't tell what they were. After a while, the ancient paintings disappeared and the stone wall returned to its original state.

"What on earth is this, inheritance?" Wang Changan observed for a long time. At this moment, footsteps came from the cave, and Wang Changan immediately stood up and waited.

A two-meter-tall yellow native dog came in carrying a little girl. The little girl was only thirteen years old. The yellow native dog discovered Wang Changan and barked at Wang Changan several times.

"Dahuang, you can't bark at others, it's not okay."

The little girl patted the big native dog on the head, and the native dog stopped barking. Instead, it lazily approached the fire, put the little girl down and lay on its side with its head pulled down.

"I'm sorry, big brother, Dahuang and I couldn't find a place to stay, and it was too dark around here, so we came over when we saw the fire here."

The little girl was exquisitely dressed in gorgeous clothes, with various protective gears on her hands and feet. She also held a silver sword inlaid with rubies. She had long black hair hanging down her shoulders. Her small and delicate face made her look like a beautiful woman.

Wang Changan found that the protective gear worn by the little girl had exquisite textures. This equipment looked noble, but Wang Changan would not be tempted to steal a little girl, that would be so tasteless.

"It's okay, little sister, you came in alone, isn't it too dangerous?"

"Brother, I am very strong. Besides, how about Dahuang protecting me?"

"This is the Chinese Pastoral Dog. It's just enlarged a bit. If you protect it, it's almost the same." Wang Changan shook his head and thought.

"It's too dangerous outside, you shouldn't come in alone."

"Then big brother, can I follow you?"

Wang Changan was stunned and looked at the little girl. He wanted to refuse, but he felt that this little girl was very destined for him. He had practiced Buddhism in his previous life, and the Buddha said that it was only when he looked back five hundred years ago that he passed by her in this life.

Buddhism's cause-and-effect creation can also be regarded as a kind of fate.

"It's very dangerous to follow me. I will be chased by hundreds of people today. You must follow me."

"It's okay, Dahuang is very fast. If someone is chasing us, we can escape." The little girl said confidently.

"It's better to rely on yourself than to rely on this local dog? No, what does this dog look like?" The yellow local dog rolled his eyes at Wang Chang'an, his eyes full of disdain, as if to say, just like you, hundreds of people are chasing you, bragging.

Woolen cloth?

"Let me go, you are a local dog and you still look down on me. Do you know who I, Wang Changan, am? Forget it. I am not as knowledgeable as you, a local dog."

"By the way, big brother, my name is Donghuang Yu, what's your name?"

"My name is Wang Changan."

"Wang Changan, what a unique name."

"The little girl is good at talking. Ordinary means ordinary. She is also unique. There is someone named Donghuang. Little sister, your name is very domineering."

"haha, really?"

"Donghuang, I've never seen such a compound surname before." Wang Changan thought to himself, "That's it, just protect this little girl."

"Brother, what is painted on this wall?"

"They are some ancient paintings, but I don't see anything special about them."

"Why can't I see the ancient paintings?"

"Okay, little girl, show me your skills." Wang Changan said and started to recite the Taoist scriptures. As the Taoist scriptures were being recited, the stone wall lit up again.

"Yeah." Donghuang Yu couldn't help but exclaimed, this stone wall really showed such ancient paintings.

Unlike Wang Changan who saw it in the fog, Donghuang Yu saw it clearly and realized in his heart. In the hazy moment, Wang Changan saw a red-blooded true phoenix emerging from Donghuang Yu's body. As soon as the divine phoenix emerged, the entire cave seemed

Be holy.

In Donghuang Yu's eyes, the originally dead stone paintings revived, and the divine beasts revived, leading her to learn different methods.

Qing Chang'an recited the Taoist Scriptures, and as he recited, his own energy and blood began to circulate rapidly, and the blood energy emitted by himself was absorbed by the stone paintings. Donghuang Yu looked at the ancient paintings, which seemed to consume some kind of energy.

The stone painting revived, and the divine brilliance enveloped Donghuang Yu. Wang Changan couldn't help but widen his eyes. Damn, I watched it all night and didn't even get a hair, but this girl did it so easily.

Comparing people to each other is so annoying.

Wang Changan also discovered that the stone paintings were instilling some kind of power, just like a formation. Wang Changan was the source of the formation and consumed his own blood to maintain the formation.

It becomes increasingly difficult to recite the Taoist Sutra. All the blood in the body is absorbed by the stone wall. The golden blood in the body is consumed rapidly, and each word is consumed.

The ancient paintings on the stone wall are becoming more and more vivid, and the cave is crowded with the power of divine beasts. Donghuang Yu is sitting there cross-legged, with five beast shadows swimming around her. Wang Changan's consumption is increasing. Now, every time he reads a word, his body is filled with energy.

One drop of golden blood is consumed.

The strong blood was boiling hot, turning into brilliance and overflowing from the body, and was absorbed by the stone wall. Wang Changan looked at Donghuang Yu and decided to help the little girl.

While chanting the Tao Sutra, his own blood was burning, the golden bones were clanging, the golden blood was surging, and the endless brilliance of blood was flowing from the body to the stone wall. Wang Changan was sweating profusely, and his face turned pale.

At the end, every word he recited was quenching his own essence and blood, the stone paintings were completely manifested, the infinite holy light enveloped the Donghuang language, the holy light washed the whole body, the heaven and earth chanted, the holy power was overwhelming, and the whole person was

Transformation occurs.

After a full moment, the stone painting dimmed, and Wang Changan also stopped chanting sutras. Fortunately, he stopped, otherwise Wang Changan really couldn't hold on.

His face was extremely pale and he lost all energy. Wang Changan smiled helplessly, took out a spiritual water bag, poured a few sips of spiritual water into his mouth, picked up an elixir and refined it.

"What are you looking at, you dead dog?" Wang Changan said angrily, I worked so hard that I was almost squeezed into dried meat, you dead dog looked disdainful, what do you mean?

"Wow." Tugou responded. Donghuang Yu was wrapped in holy light, so sacred that it was inviolable.

The next morning, Donghuang Yu really woke up and looked at Wang Changan with a pair of bright eyes. Wang Changan was startled.

"Brother, are you awake?"

"How is it? Did you get any martial arts skills from the painting?" Wang Changan asked.

"No."

"No, it's all in vain, no way, I thought you were quite holy last night, weren't you? The Holy Power was overwhelming, the Holy Light was baptizing you."

"There are really no martial arts skills, but big brother, I seem to have awakened the talent in my body."

"Oh, that's okay, otherwise it would be a waste to spend so much energy."

Wang Changan also knew that once the bloodline talent is awakened, the whole person will undergo transformation and become a so-called gifted person. Wang Dazhuang experienced life and death to succeed, but it was so easy for this little girl.

There was a crimson mark on Donghuang Yu's forehead, which looked like a real divine phoenix contained on his forehead. The little girl felt that her power was astonishing and her whole body was full of power.

"Woof woof." When the local dogs saw Donghuang Yu, they crowded around him and barked flatteringly.

"Dahuang." Donghuang Yu touched the native dog's head. "Dahuang, go out and get some food and come back. Let's eat."

The bastard ran out in a hurry, and soon came back with two red-eyed rabbits. Wang Changan took a lot of effort, skinned and washed them, and then roasted them on the fire.

"Brother, it's delicious, rhubarb, don't you think so?"

"Woof."

"Dead dog."
Chapter completed!