The first cause of all realms

Chapter 1030 The promotion ceremony and the three-pointed double-edged sword!

Among the Longquan domains, Donghuang Lingqi is the most.

Laizhou City, one of the nine states of Yuxin Kingdom, is an important city in a country. It covers a large area, has a large population, and many practitioners.

"Nirvana Temple..."

In the midst of the crowd, Yang Jue restrained his breath, trying to figure out the reason for the visit of the two old monks.

Nirvana Temple is not the oldest sect in the Longquan world, but it is the only one among the many sects that have been passed down for a long time.

After going through six great emperors, he is still in charge of the world today, and his background is so deep that even the Taoists of Tianzong would be afraid.

For such an ancient and mysterious sect, Yang Jue was naturally wary.

"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva..."

Yang Jue chewed the few words he got from the two old monks in his heart, and paused slightly.

Not far away, there was a lot of excitement outside a big house, among which the whistling of fist wind could be heard half a street away.

For more than [-] years, martial arts has been widely spread. It is hard to say about other lands, but this Eastern Wasteland really has many disciples.

"Longquan world is indeed not comparable to mountains and seas at this time..."

Yang Yu stopped for a moment.

Spirit Qi is the foundation for the existence, evolution, and prosperity of all things and all kinds of things. Its amount can affect the universe, and its smallness can also affect the origin and follower of all spirits.

30 years, neither long nor short, in Shanhai, being able to exchange blood for 30 years is already a leader, but here, it is very common.

Mastering the long river of martial arts, Yang Qiu can naturally perceive that there are many people in this world who have achieved great masters within 20 years.

"After thousands of years, what will it be like?"

Yang prison has expectations in his heart.

After 30 years of retreat and practice, he has just truly felt the mystery of the long river of martial arts.

It is not only the ability to perceive the essence of martial arts practiced by the latecomers, but also the gathering of martial arts.

After stopping for a while, Yang Jue followed the flow of people, and not long after, he stopped again.

This is a medical hall, and the sound of crying and the gradually dissipating 'fate' can be faintly felt.

The spirit qi is violent and disorderly, even those with supernatural powers must be careful when huffing and puffing, most ghosts and ghosts cannot survive in this world.

In front of him, he is naturally also a member of the vast majority.

Om~!

Yang Ju closed his eyes slightly, and in the sea of ​​his heart, the Big Dipper map where the seven stars gathered slowly unfolded.

【Big Dipper King Promotion Ceremony】

[The god of death, witnessing life and death, the beginning of one yuan, the birth and death of all phenomena...]

[After witnessing the natural birth and death of 12 billion people, bathe in the light of the Big Dipper, and you can achieve...]

No big medicine was needed, no killing was needed, the promotion ceremony of Lord Big Dipper seemed very ordinary.

But its difficulty is naturally self-evident.

Longquan is vast and has a large population, which cannot be compared with mountains and seas.

Not to mention the South Ridge, the Northern Territory, the endless mountains of the Western Desert, and the overseas islands, there are only tens of thousands of cities in the Hundred Kingdoms of the Eastern Desolation, far exceeding the population required for the ceremony.

But what is required for the ceremony is the 'breath of natural death'.

"The natural birth and death of the number of one yuan..."

Feeling the breath of death in the medical center, Yang Qian walked slowly, until he walked through the 28 major urban areas of Laizhou City one by one, and he had already witnessed the breath of death of hundreds of people.

"Hundreds of people a day, how long will it take for one yuan?"

In a small restaurant, Yang Jue ordered a table of good food and wine to savor carefully to satisfy his appetite.

More than [-] years ago, he already knew about Beidou's promotion ceremony, and this was also one of the reasons why he decided to cultivate first.

One person, one city, tens of thousands of cities, 10 people, is one hundred thousand cities!

If there is no incarnation available, even if the Wujian incarnation has the world's fastest speed, you will have to watch the ceremony and sigh.

"It's ever-changing. In theory, I can incarnate 4000 million, but with my current will, I'm afraid it's difficult to control so many 'selfs' at the same time..."

Pour wine, drink, Yang prison is multi-tasking.

The incarnation of Wujian far away in Nanling has already taken a flying boat and started to travel around various cities to divide himself.

The incarnation of Wujian is formed by his flesh and blood, and his soul is interlinked. He is ever-changing, and the other end will naturally become.

"10 people, [-] cities! It can not only complete the ceremony, but also be used as a way to protect yourself, just in case!"

The blood rebirth of the immortal is not outstanding compared to the many protective magical powers in the Longquan world.

But when he achieved the ever-changing body, it was completely different.

Turning into hundreds of thousands of people, hiding in all parts of the world, this means that unless someone can kill his hundred thousand body gods in an instant, he will stand in an indestructible place!
One hundred thousand is the limit of his will at this time, no matter how much, his behavior and words will be different from ordinary people.

"Jiu Yao!"

After drinking the wine in his glass, Yang Jue walked out of the restaurant, found someone to buy a quiet courtyard, and started his own ritual journey.

hum!
Yang Ju closed his eyes and settled down, and in his heart, the "sea of ​​stars" that made up himself reappeared.

A flame was caught by him immediately.

After 30 years of training, the Samadhi True Fire entered the country very quickly, reaching the height of the fifth heaven.

"call!"

Multitasking with one mind, Yang Jue burned his body, drops of essence and blood flowed from his fingertips, and the mixed spirit qi rolled away and disappeared into the courtyard.

Afterwards, Sisi Ling's qi flowed back to make up for her vacancy.

And so on and on.

Practicing close to the emperor, after completing the Jiuyao ceremony, Yang Yu felt that there was no pressure, leaving a part of his mind,
Most of the mind is submerged in the cauldron of gluttony.

"Refining, three-pointed and two-edged knife!"

hum!
Accompanied by a soft sound, Yang Jue entered the illusion of ingredients again. Not far away, Yang Daoren was still in front of the fortune-telling booth.

"You're here...huh?!"

It was just a careless gesture, but the next moment Taoist Yang yelled.

He protruded a ghostly hand from his eye socket and opened it, the ghostly eyes in the palm of his hand were shrinking violently, as if he had been greatly frightened:
"You, you, have become Jiuyao?! No, no, your dharma appearance is still the supreme star, you, what earth-shattering supernatural powers and holy dharmas have you cultivated?!"

His hands and eyes are open to the sky, and he can see all directions. Yang Daoren's eyesight is naturally excellent, but at this moment he also feels a great horror.

At this moment, he even had the feeling of facing the killing god of the Heavenly Court Doubu directly!
"A little gain."

Yang Jue opened his chair and sat down. He didn't say anything about his own progress, and Daoren Yang could have seen it himself.

"Bodhisattva, roughly what rank is it?"

Yang Jue cut to the chase.

"Buddha?"

Daoren Yang was surprised again:
"Isn't the heaven and sea in this world unopened? How can there be a Bodhisattva? It's not true. If you exhaust the foundation of a world, you may not be able to break through the limit. The Bodhisattva who will become a Bodhisattva..."

"You, which Bodhisattva did you meet?"

Daoren Yang couldn't sit still. Yang Jue asked a question, and he replied more than ten sentences:

"The rank of a Bodhisattva is extremely high among Buddhist sects, but it is not completely opposite to our rank.

According to the theory of nine kalpas, there is the 'Guangli Bodhisattva' of the eight extremes, and the 'Sun Moon Bodhisattva' of the seven elements, and even..."

Yang Daoren talked a lot, Yang Ju listened carefully, and asked, "Where is the Bone Bodhisattva?"

"That, of course, is extremely high, extremely high..."

Hearing this name, Taoist Yang immediately kept silent, as if he was very taboo, even frightened.

"so?"

Yang Ju didn't force him either, and after talking for a while, he got up:
"I'm going to meet the two people behind, and try to see if I can refine this illusion in one fell swoop."

"you……"

Daoren Yang wanted to refuse, but feeling the aura of the man in front of him at this time, he could only nod his head.

At this moment, he still doesn't know what kind of earth-shattering good fortune this person has obtained, but obviously, he can no longer stop him.

call!
As Taoist Yang retreated, the small town in the illusion suddenly fell apart, and it disappeared like smoke in a short while.

In the next moment, another fairy mountain appeared in front of him from nothing.

This mountain is quite majestic, with lush greenery and many thousands of years old trees, with springs flowing and animals playing, it feels like a fairyland.

After looking at it for a while, Yang Ju walked along the mountain road, passed through dense forests, and came to a 'lively' valley.

This valley is quite big, there is a deep cold pool, there are peach trees like a forest, and there are thousands of macaques jumping and playing in it, squeaking and screaming.

"Squeak!"

Seemingly seeing Yang Ju, the macaques in the forest immediately screamed, gathering in groups of three or four, and smashing all kinds of melons, fruits and stones like overwhelming.

Many people stood up, and the gigantic ape, which was as tall as Zhang Xu, roared, and picked up the tree trunk to kill.

"Certainly!"

Yang Qiu didn't care about the yelling of these macaques. In fact, these macaques bluffed a few times and were already fixed in place.

In the center of the peach forest, an old monkey wearing a cloth robe was looking up at Yang Qiu:

"Heh~! Three eyes looking for three eyes, really as expected! It's a pity, this broken knife has bad eyesight, and I found a good-for-nothing, and it didn't come to me until six or seventy years ago!"

The old ape scratched his face, not without ridicule.

"Crack!"

Yang Ju didn't speak, just held down the double-edged knife.

"slow!"

When the knife came out an inch, the old ape suddenly let out a cry, and the next moment, he came to Yang Ju like a ghost.

"you……"

The old ape looked around in circles, becoming more and more suspicious as he walked:

"It's so strange! You are not even Jiuyao, but you can come here? Bajiuxuangong? It's just ten capitals, how mysterious can you get? And..."

After muttering a few words, just before Yang Jue drew his sword, the old ape suddenly raised his hand:

"You go over there!"

"Um?!"

Yang Ju was a little surprised, so easy to talk?

"It's all right with three eyes, and a mere broken knife is worthy of instructing me to do things?!"

The old monkey sneered:
"Go! Go! Go!"

As he said that, he jumped back to the center of the peach forest, falling one by one, as if he was playing chess with himself.

'This seems to be a six-eared macaque? '

Yang Jue took a deep look at the old ape, but unfortunately, this old ape was much more vigilant than Taoist Yang, and he was on guard.

But from its appearance, one or two things can be seen faintly, but that's all.

Being a six-eared macaque doesn't mean anything, after all, that's only Jiuyao rank, and this old ape can be placed here, and when he was defeated by a three-pointed two-edged sword, he was at least an eight-pole rank!
"Why does this kid seem to have my breath..."

The old ape in the forest pretended to be unintentional, but his ears were pricked up very high, obviously he was very restless.

hum!
This level was much easier than expected, but Yang Jue didn't have any side effects, and he stepped out in one step, and he has reached the end of the illusion.

This is a small temple, the flags in front of the gate are fluttering with the wind, behind the open temple gate, a tall man in white robe is sharpening a knife.

Three-pointed, two-edged sword!

　Well, good night everyone!
　
(End of this chapter)