My Master is a God - Chapter 2762

[Chapter 2762 Every Flower and Every Grass Is a World]

. The six people finally climbed to the top of the mountain with great difficulty.

Yang Yiyu felt that it took hundreds of years to climb to the top of the mountain. It was really a test.

Fortunately, he got up, but he felt relaxed after getting up.

For Yang Yiyu, this was also a practice. Under gravity, he had been practicing to temper his body. If it weren’t for his strong body, he might not have been able to climb up.

After coming up, the first thing Yang Yiyu did was to sit cross-legged and practice the Qiankun Daozhong Gong. He would not miss any opportunity to practice.

It was very beneficial to climb up the Wanzhang Mountain this time.

The Shenmu ancestors around him saw Yang Yiyu sit cross-legged and enter the practice state at the first time. They looked at each other and began to admire him from the bottom of their hearts.

Now everyone knows that Yang Yiyu’s cultivation level was actually the primary god master level before, but they were all deceived, but they also believed it. However, for them, it was a done deal. Even if they knew that Yang Yiyu’s cultivation level was below, they were convinced now.

Let alone other things, how long has it been?

He stepped into the primary level of the God of Law from the level of the Little God.

This is what all of them saw with their own eyes in the Evergreen Holy Road. Although they don’t know how Yang Yiyun improved his cultivation level, it is genuine. Putting aside the control of the divine water drop, everyone is convinced by his cultivation speed. Now seeing Yang Yiyun climb up and enter the cultivation state as soon as possible, instead of practicing, everyone has a sense of admiration for this master.

It is normal for him to work so hard to become their master.

Very consciously, everyone surrounded Yang Yiyun to protect him during the break.

Just sitting like this for three months.

But this time is more than the time for everyone present to take a nap.

After a round of cultivation, Yang Yiyun completely stabilized the realm of the primary God of Law, and his cultivation level has improved. He was in a good mood. He looked around and found a broken bamboo forest.

And it looked like it had just been destroyed.

“This is the Seventh Holy Temple. It has obviously just been destroyed and fallen. We need to speed up to the Ninth Holy Temple~”

Xuan Tong spoke at this time.

Yang Yiyun said, “Do you mean Ling Cang has gone before us?”

“If nothing unexpected happens

, the one who destroyed the Seventh Temple is Ling Cang~” Xuan Tong said. “The damn old monster may have gained something. Let’s go. We really need to hurry up. Don’t let him get the teachings of the saints first. If he enters the fourth level of the Heavenly Dao, all of us together will not be his opponent~” Yang Yiyun was also anxious. Then the

six people rushed into the first bamboo forest.

After entering the bamboo forest, they found that there was a huge energy aura inside. It was obvious that Ling Cang got something.

Fortunately, there was no danger, so they rushed over directly.

When they arrived at the Eighth Temple, it was a building like a big furnace.

Xuan Tong said that the Eighth Temple was the Holy Dan Temple. They also didn’t find anything. Even if there was, it was taken away by Ling Cang first.

After leaving the Eighth Temple, they saw a palace on the top of a mountain.

Xuan Tong said that it was the Ninth Temple, which was also the last temple. It was called the Saint’s Temple, and the teachings of the saints were in it.

Inexplicably, Yang Yiyun felt a little irritated.

He was afraid that Ling Cang might get some holy pills from the Eighth Temple. He did

n’t want to let the old immortal advance his cultivation. It would be troublesome for them. Now the only thing he could hope for was the teachings of the saints in the Ninth Temple. Ling Cang must not get them.

Xuan Tong and the others seemed to sense Yang Yiyu’s anxiety and comforted him, saying, “Don’t worry, God. The Ninth Temple is the last temple, the real core temple, and must have powerful guards. Even if Ling Cang gets ahead of us, he can’t get in. We still have a chance.”

“I hope so~” Yang Yiyu forced a smile.

The six people flew away quickly, hoping to stop Ling Cang.

“Boom~”

Just as they were talking, a roar resounded throughout the world.

Everyone looked at each other and knew that the source of the sound came from the Ninth Temple.

“Let’s go…”

Yang Yiyu took a step and rushed to the top of the mountain like lightning.

A mountain gate appeared in the field of vision, but it could be seen that it had been destroyed.

After passing through the mountain gate, the six people entered a large courtyard.

It was as big as half a basketball court.

In the distance is an ancient palace, not very tall, and it looks like it is built with a combination of stone and wood. There are trees and plants in the courtyard, some flowers and plants, etc. At first glance, it seems messy, but a closer look shows that it is unusual.

“Wait~”

Yang Yiyu shouted to the Shenmu Patriarch who was the first to rush into the courtyard.

“What’s wrong with the master?” The Shenmu Patriarch was puzzled. The main hall was a hundred meters away in his sight. If Ling Cang had been one step ahead of them, he would have rushed into the main hall at this moment, but at this time the master shouted to stop.

“Don’t panic, or you will suffer. Everything in this courtyard is unusual. The layout of every plant, tree, flower and stone is in line with the avenue. It’s not that easy to enter the hall. If I’m not mistaken, Ling Cang, the old monster, may not have entered the hall. Everyone should be careful.” Yang Yiyu stood at the gate of the mountain, looking at the layout of the entire courtyard and talking.

He not only saw that there was a problem with the layout of the entire courtyard, but the key was that he felt that there was an incomparable energy hidden in it, and this energy made him extremely palpitating. There

was only one sound just now, and now it seems that it was the sound of Ling Cang destroying the mountain gate.

There are two results next.

One is that Ling Cang hid in the dark and waited for them to break in.

The other is that Ling Cang broke into the formation in the courtyard and might be trapped, or maybe he died…

Yang Yiyu really wanted Ling Cang to die, but he knew that it was definitely not that easy to die.

In this case, you must be very careful, so as not to capsize in the gutter at the last moment.

“Yes, everyone, be careful. If I’m not mistaken, the formation layout of the courtyard is connected to the nine heavens above and the nine underworlds below. Every grass, tree, flower and stone is a world. It seems that we are nothing now, but once we touch a point, we may trigger a powerful and ancient formation.

This is the core of the saint’s dojo. If there is no defense here, it is absolutely impossible. If you take a wrong step, you will be doomed. Ling Cang said these words to me at the beginning, so I believe that the God is right. Ling Cang must not have entered the courtyard formation. If we rush in and fall into it, we will all be finished when Ling Cang appears.” Xuan Tong

spoke with a gleam in his eyes.

Yang Yiyu still trusted Xuan Tong’s words, and he also saw some small tricks.

Indeed, the flowers, plants, stones and rocks in the whole courtyard are not simple. They are in line with the way of heaven and are unusual. If you want to enter the Ninth Holy Temple, the whole courtyard is just a hundred meters away, which is a test. Of course, the whole test is terrifying.

Although these people are also at the Heavenly Dao level, the Saint Dojo they are in is a true great saint from ancient times, so his methods are naturally extraordinary.

Leaving behind a test like a formation, how could it be simple?

(End of this chapter)