The first cause of all realms

Chapter 1042 Backlighting and Enlightenment!

Om~!

A mist that seemed to exist rose up.

Following Yang Jue's thought, each piece of food material was submerged in the mist. After a few moments, a ball of divine light burst out and swallowed him whole.

[Recipe: Xiansheng Danshan]

【Refining】

……

For a moment, Yang Jue also seemed to be in a trance, the various streams of light were changing too fast, and with his current practice, he couldn't see all of them clearly, and there seemed to be an inexplicable light covering him.

'Is it the sword spirit of the three-pointed two-edged sword? '

[Refining Node [-]: Take the grass in your spare time, completed]

……

Endless grotesques flickered in front of his eyes, and the prelude to refining this time was frighteningly long.

Even Yang Ju can clearly perceive that he is changing between reality and reality, and he is traveling at a very high speed...

'Is it because the level of this recipe is too high?It's still the sword spirit...'

After a long time, Yang Ju's perception recovered.

But he didn't open his eyes, but glanced at the eight nodes of this recipe. At this moment, he has completed the first one.

However, it is not clear whether it is at the second node.

Because the refining recipe this time was different from any previous one, he had no choice of identity at all.

"Shh!"

Yang Jue opened his eyes, only to see a thunderbolt piercing the dark sky, and then heavy rain poured down, making the distant mountains misty.

This is a tavern located beside the road, not too big, there are about dozens of drinkers on the third floor.

He was currently in the middle of the second floor, surrounded by drinkers, some were watching the rain from the window, some were drinking silently, and most of them were talking loudly.

"It seems a little different..."

Listening to the sound of thunder coming from the rain curtain, Yang Ju lowered his head and glanced at his palm.

Since he won the power of gluttony, he has refined countless food recipes, and some of them are quite high-level and quite mysterious.

But this refinement is different from any previous one...

He has not become anyone.

It seems that the real body has come here!
"However, in the ancient country of Naping, in Liannan Daozhou, there was a wealthy family who had done good deeds and accumulated virtue all the year round. At the age of sixty, he unexpectedly had a son!"

"That day, Liannan Daozhou's red light shot into the sky, and that Ma Jialin'er was born with three eyes. Before the person landed, the sky eyes were opened!"

……

Yang Jue's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the first floor of the restaurant. In the lobby, an old man in a long gown was standing on a temporary high platform to tell a book.

"It's 'Prince Horse' again! I have traveled dozens of cities from south to north, but anyone who tells me is 'Prince Ma'!"

In the hall, a burly man reeking of alcohol slapped the table and drank loudly:
"What you said is not annoying, grandpa is annoying! Change it, change it to something fresher, or you will be skinned!"

Call ~
The big man obviously had mana in his body, and he inadvertently brought a trace of it, and his voice overwhelmed the thunder.

The hall fell silent.

Many drinkers on the upper and lower floors, including the storyteller, all glanced at the big man.

"You, you..."

The big man seemed to smell something unusual, he opened his mouth as if to beg for mercy, but he just uttered a few words and froze in place.

When the wind blew, it was like a pile of sand and gravel, and it all scattered away!
"Stupid thing that doesn't know how to live or die! Is it true that the old man has nothing to do and is telling stories in this wilderness?"

The old man on the high platform sneered and flicked his sleeves, glanced at the crowd, and said:

"That man surnamed Ma considered himself a god. For more than 870 years, he traveled to more than [-] countries and killed countless of our comrades! This revenge must be avenged!"

"Old Huang! We came here at the invitation of the 'Holy Infant King', so we naturally intend to destroy this beast, but this beast's supernatural powers are too powerful, brothers really have no idea!"

The slightly wretched middle-aged man with a mustache said softly:
"What's the matter, before going up the mountain, I have to reveal something more or less, right?"

"Extremely, extremely! The legend of the surname Ma is that a certain Buddha attained enlightenment under a ray of light, and he was reincarnated in the third life through the six paths of reincarnation. I am afraid it is another trick of 'slaying demons and becoming Buddha'!"

"Damn the one with the surname Ma! All 18 of my brothers and sisters were burned to ashes by one mouthful of real fire. If you don't kill this beast, you will not be a demon!"

"Old Huang, tell me, how do you kings kill this beast? At worst, how do you deal with his supernatural speed?"

……

As soon as one person opened his mouth, the restaurant boiled up, and all the demons no longer hid, and the demonic aura surged to the sky for a while.

"Everyone, don't embarrass the old man. Who else can know this kind of confidential matter except the kings?"

But the old man Huang didn't panic, and a sentence that was neither high nor low suppressed the boiling of all the monsters, and he glanced at the second floor from the corner of his eye:
"This brother is unfamiliar, but I don't know which family he comes from, and what is his identity?"

Swish swish~!

Huang Laoer glanced, and the eyes of a group of monsters gathered on the second floor.

The monsters gathered in this restaurant are not ordinary people, there are only a few ten capitals, and most of them have the number of Jiuyao.

At this moment, the gazes came together, and the whole restaurant groaned overwhelmed.

"It's not like you guys. A certain family doesn't have much inheritance. It's just an old elephant with white teeth in the mountains. It happened to be enlightened by good fortune. I heard that there is a big event here, so it's coming!"

As soon as Yang Jue slapped the table, the whole restaurant trembled, as if about to sink into the ground. Behind him, there was also the image of a giant elephant flashing by.

"Hiss! This dude's aura actually has the aura of 'Prison Elephant King'!"

"It's incredible, it's incredible!"

……

Naturally, a bunch of monsters don't have the ability to penetrate eight or nine profound arts, and it is even more impossible to see through the ever-changing changes. For a while, they became a little noisy again.

"Brother Xiang is so lucky! I'm afraid this breath is about to approach the Demon King?!"

That old man Huang gasped, and the temperature of the whole restaurant rose sharply.

"A master like brother Xiang has come, so you can see how hateful that Ma is! Mr. Huang, don't say anything, take us up the mountain!"

The banshee, who was about two feet tall, with horns on her head and a cockroach in her body, stood up, making a loud noise.

"That's right, let's talk about it when we go up the mountain!"

That old man Huang nodded, but still comforted the demons:
"The old man next to him doesn't know, but as far as this old man knows, the kings are fully confident that they can break through the supernatural powers of Ma Feng!"

"it is good!"

All the monsters applauded, they got up together, and followed the big monster wind into the rain.

Yang Prison was mixed in, inconspicuous at all.

And his mind, after a turn, sank into the mustard space, the human race bag.

"Kill and don't kill, let go and don't let go! Nanling, you're bullying too much!"

In the race bag, Hong Fa'er stared angrily.

Undertaking the fire transformed by the magic power of the Red Demon King's lifelong practice, Hong Fa'er seemed to be completely reborn, and his breath soared.

It's a pity that he was trapped in the race bag and couldn't complete the ceremony, so he still stopped in front of Jiuyao's gate.

However, the real fire that the Red Devil King has practiced for thousands of years gathers on his body, if it erupts once, even Baji will change color.

Yang Jian didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "Do you know the 'Holy Infant King'?"

"Holy, holy baby?"

Hong Fa'er, who was in a rage, heard this name, and was surprised to overwhelm his anger:

"You, you entered the Yintian Palace again? No, it's impossible! How long has it been, you, you..."

But soon, Hong Fa'er had already reacted and kept silent.

"You don't want to enter this profound art realm?"

Yang Qiu naturally knew his weakness:
"I will ask you to answer, if there is no secret, I will allow you to come out and see this Yintian Palace!"

"you……"

Hong Fa'er wanted to refuse, but she couldn't say no.

Not to mention that Zhoujue Yintian Palace is the place he dreamed of, just being able to get out of this rag bag is enough to make his heart move.

"... 9000 years ago, my father...he strayed into the Yintian Palace of Zhoujue, during which he obtained the rank map of the 'Fire Demon' and 'Flame God' and the required Dao Fruit, and the 'Holy Infant' was the one who surpassed The 'Eight Pole Level Diagram' on it..."

Hong Fa'er didn't hesitate too long, and was even a little afraid of saying too late:

"His ranking map is obtained from the 'Holy Infant King'..."

"Details."

Yang Yu opened his mouth and asked him to start from the beginning.

The anger in Hong Fa'er's heart was not extinguished, but she still held her nose and answered, starting from the beginning, without any details.

He said all the words that the Red Devil King told him back then...

"...Eight Demons Refining Spiritual Officers, that's where Prince Ma broke through the limit of the Eight Extremes, became enlightened against the light, and was promoted to the seven-element 'Huaguang Zunhuang'..."

There is endless envy in Hong Fa'er's eyes:

"It is said that he became enlightened against the light, so he can travel through time and space, and is known as one of the great gods who are most likely to live to the end..."

"Eight Demons Refining Spiritual Officer...to become holy against the light..."

Yang Ju closed the ethnographic bag thoughtfully.

Accompanied by the evil wind, he landed in front of a majestic giant mountain. This mountain was almost as high as Wanshi Mountain, and its majesty seemed to be even higher.

Looking at it from a distance at this moment, I can only feel that the demonic aura is extremely strong, and it goes straight to the bullfight. It is a real demon cave!
"The Eight Demon Kings..."

At this point, Yang Jue's heart just warmed up. The change from this recipe came long overdue.

[Current refining node [-]: Which three eyes? 】

　Continue to code... everyone sleeps first.

　
(End of this chapter)