The first cause of all realms

Rudou's lights crackled, and the unpleasant smell of oily smoke permeated the entire City of Death.

Kuixing's mansion is located in the southeast corner of Wushi City, covering a rather large area, which is enough to demonstrate his status as a superior ghost.

In a not-so-big study room, Yang Qian was flipping through the files under the lamplight.

"Nearly [-] years ago, the Lord of the Heavenly Court, the God Emperor, came to the Netherworld and sat for a long time in front of the six realms of reincarnation..."

"8000 years ago, the Judicial God of War fell on the eve of the collapse of the Heavenly Court, the three-pointed and two-edged sword fell into Fengdu Mountain, and the Yintian Palace of Zhoujue was destroyed in the robbery..."

"Hundreds of years later, the Great Emperor Fengdu disappeared, and the ghost emperors of the five directions, the princes of the four prefectures, the Lords of all roads, and the masters of all prisons..."

"In the following thousands of years, various forces have tried from time to time, and the purpose is self-evident. It is the six paths of reincarnation that have been shrouded in mist and have been severely damaged..."

"It is rumored that this Fang Xuan Gong realm is the place where Emperor Yinggan attained the Tao, and the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalog was born here...

Is it a broken page from the heavenly book? "

……

Flipping through the files, Yang Jue felt a little settled, and he had confirmed the era he was in at this time.

"The eve of the complete destruction of the Six Paths of Reincarnation!"

The destruction of all the creations of gods and Buddhas is called the sign of the great catastrophe by later generations.

The great way is hidden, the Meru mountain collapses, the stars are extinguished, the heavens collapse, and the six samsaras collapse...

Every major event means the deepening of the catastrophe.

"According to the records in the Ten Thousand Immortals Illustrated Record, before and after the collapse of the six realms of reincarnation, all the masters of great supernatural powers completely disappeared from the eyes of the world..."

Yang Ju combed through the records of this period of time in the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalogue, feeling the cauldron of gluttony from time to time.

The cauldron trembled from time to time when it came to the profound art realm, not strong, but it seemed unusual.

"The remaining pages of the heavenly book are in the netherworld?"

In the room, Yang Qiu sat quietly for a long time, and the warning signs of life and death in the dark made his heart throbbing from time to time.

[...With more than a hundred years of practice and planning, you have successfully tricked all kinds of Baji masters, killed the Taoist Mieqing who threatened you, and also felt the death of Jiutian Shatong...]

[...Under the intimidation of all kinds of Xuantian spiritual treasures, you brazenly entered the purple Xuangong realm. You want to practice here, refine the catalog of ten thousand immortals, and at the same time perfectly step into your own realm. Eight poles manifesting the holy road...]

【you are dead! 】

It is still the news of his death that is reflected by the supernatural powers of anti-knowledge in the future. It seems that just as Lord Ma and Henry Zhang predicted, no matter how much he struggles, it seems that he is doomed.

There is great terror between life and death, he is not a saint, nor has he seen through life and death, so naturally he cannot deal with it calmly.

Just because Yang Qiu is not afraid of death doesn't mean he doesn't want to live.

In the past 100 years, he did not know how many times he tried.

Including but not limited to splitting into thousands of incarnations, or sending them back to mountains and seas, or placing them in various mystic arts realms, even transforming into many Longquan masters, smelting nail-headed seven-arrow book incarnations and other means.

however……

"Doomed?"

Yang Yu slowly closed his eyes.

Om~!

As his thoughts turn, there will be a masterpiece of light in the sea of ​​​​hearts, and countless streams of light will interweave different pictures one after another.

Either Netherworld, Yangjian, Xuangong Realm, Longquan Realm, or even in the mountains and seas, intermittent pictures flow...

The ever-changing magical effect is fully displayed at this moment.

He is here, but he seems to have thousands of perspectives, and he can perceive the movements of all places and even all enemies.

"Tianli Daoist, White Elephant King, Shi Zuntian, Wanshi Tianzong Cui Yu, Yang Xuangan of the Alchemy School, Qian Wangsun, Blood Demon Taoist who is in harmony with the Dao of Blood Prison and Ming..."

Sensing the information from many incarnations, Yang Yu felt cold in his heart.

Holding one-third of the authority of Ten Thousand Immortals, he naturally knows the attraction of the "Six Paths of Reincarnation Mysterious Art Realm" to many eight-pole masters in the world.

In the current world, there are only a few who are expected to break the limit and be called venerables, and most of the Baji Lords do not have such confidence.

But if you can get the mystery of the six realms of reincarnation, you may be able to live a second life like the great emperors. This temptation is self-evident.

only……

"I haven't seen the Lion God King, Chiguotian... Taoist of Tianzong, it seems that he didn't come here..."

After thinking for a long time, Yang Qian's eyes fell on one of the pictures.

It was a small temple, and in the temple, Han Jiu, who was dressed in brocade clothes, held incense and worshiped.

Whoa!
In the next moment, his will had descended on that incarnation along a dark trajectory.

"Shh!"

A ray of divine light bloomed instantly.

"Who?!"

Han Jiu retreated alertly, but saw the god statue on the stone platform bathed in light, standing up like a living person.

"Guardian?"

After being surprised, Han Jiu felt relieved, but bowed down with excitement:

"Monastery Lord, your old man is finally back, villain, villain..."

"The dignified Martial Dou sect master, you don't have to call yourself a villain in front of anyone."

Yang Ju walked out of the light, looked at Han Jiu whose temples were already white, and felt a little emotional:
"I've worked hard for you all these years."

Nearly 200 years later, Han Jiu still failed to break through that gap and was promoted to immortality.

But as the head of Wudou Sect, he has tens of millions of disciples, so he can be said to be a high-ranking and powerful person.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little hot in his eyes.

"No, it's not hard..."

Han Jiu looked excited and even choked up a bit.

In the past, he regarded this temple master who changed his life as an immortal, but as his martial arts practice deepened, he felt more and more that this temple master in front of him was as sublime as a god.

Longquan has lived for millions of years, and there has never been a "Taoism" that can transform the secular mortals and compete with the master of supernatural powers.

"You haven't become a capital yet?"

Yang Qian went to the gate of the temple, where he could perceive the whole city.

This is naturally not a mountain city.

Wudoumen naturally developed under the protection of Wanshi Tianzong at first, but later it naturally moved away from Qianshan City.

Now this city is located on a large island in the endless sea, this city is where the Wudoumen Mountain Gate is located, and there are millions of households in the city, all of whom are Wudoumen disciples.

And many cities on this big island, as well as hundreds of islands in the nearby island group, are also the sphere of influence of Wudoumen.

Among them, there are even more than [-] mouthfuls of profound skills.

"Shidu, it's really not easy."

Han Jiu's expression darkened slightly.

Different from martial arts, one can progress through diligent practice and the help of elixir. The way of immortality is indistinct, and the path of luck is far greater than one's own efforts.

Relying on the powerful force of Wudou Sect, he had entered the soul of Dao fruit a hundred years ago, but until now, he has not found his destiny map, let alone promoted to ten capitals.

"The root of the practice of immortality is actually just one sentence, 'If you want to get the fruit, first follow the way'."

Yang Ju shook his head heartily.

The reason why the Picture of Ten Thousand Immortals is called the number one treasure of practice is that there are too many masters of practice in it.

However, there are some things, even if you know it, you can't do it.

"Yes Yes……"

Han Jiu agreed, but didn't dare to refute. Seeing that the master wanted to say something, he hurriedly said:
"Guardian, our Martial Arts Sect now has tens of millions of members, and there are more than seven hundred branches, distributed in the Eastern Wasteland, Nanling, and even in the Northern Territory and Endless Mountain..."

"Not only the martial arts sect, but some mortals who have not entered the martial arts sect but practice martial arts also regard you as a martial god..."

Han Jiu suppressed the excitement in his heart, and reported to Yang Jian the current grand occasion of Wudoumen.

More than 100 years have passed, and today's Wudou Sect can almost be said to be prosperous. Although there is no powerful master, the disciples of the sect can even be compared with Tianli Sect.

Martial arts are far more widely spread than the so-called teachings of "preserving the principles of nature and destroying human desires". Even, there are many martial arts practitioners in Tianli religion.

In a word, the incense here is extremely prosperous!

After Yang Qiu listened quietly, he nodded just now, and took out a booklet and handed it to Han Jiu:

"This is some of my experience with human immortals, as well as the cultivation of ranks and the law of keeping precepts. Just take a look."

"Thank you, Lord, for giving me the Dharma!"

Han Jiu looked solemn, and bowed to pick it up with both hands, as devout as worshiping a god.

Yang Jue frowned. He built the temple to gather incense, not to make people worship him as a god.

Seeing Han Jiu getting more and more cautious, he didn't bother to say anything:

"Fuck off!"

"Yes!"

After being kicked, Han Jiu seemed to have taken a elixir. He felt light all over his body, and his bones were lightened a little, so he walked out of the temple gate with a smile.

Then a large number of disciples were called to wait outside the temple gate.

"The incense here is available!"

Standing in the temple here, Yang Jue slowly closed his eyes, and his mind and soul were in harmony with the temple here.

"God of Valor, disciple Judas kowtows piously..."

"Blessed by God of Valor, my son can get a man..."

"Prosperity and wealth, glory and wealth!"

……

Countless prayers poured in like a tsunami, and the incense was as vast as a sea of ​​smoke, which was countless more than the two incense crystals that Lu Chen gave back then.

It's just that the incense needs to be 'eliminated from poison' before it can be used, and what he can use at the moment is not too much.

In the past more than 100 years, Yang Yu has also split into many incarnations to fulfill his vows, but only part of them can be paid.

Such as 'prosperity and wealth', 'longevity and longevity', 'resurrection of the dead' and 'marriage', he naturally didn't accept them.

However, the accumulation of more than 100 years is naturally enough for him to summon Dao Fruit.

"The ancient Heavenly Court must have other means to receive Dao Fruit, but unfortunately..."

Feeling the mighty gathering of incense, Yang Jue thought for a moment, thinking of the Demon Boy Santan Haihui.

Compared to the person who came just by waving Jian Daoguo, he has prepared for today for more than 100 years...

"Receive, Daoguo!"

Whoa!
As soon as Yang Jue thought about it, the billowing incense that came together burned violently in a subtle place that ordinary people can't perceive!
The Map of Ten Thousand Immortals is the number one treasure of Longquan practice, even though the information about the many maps of Octopus ranks is still mostly controlled by the Heavenly Spirit.

But Yang Ju had already found out the Dao fruit needed to build his own map of the holy ranks from the vast amount of information,
And, magical powers!
"Five types of Dao and fruit, immortals, gods, demons, demons, and Buddhas. Two of them are extreme, and the third is great. My manifestation of holiness must also have three types..."

Between the blazing incense, Yang Jue sorted out the Dao fruit and supernatural powers, and the divine will matched the map of the holy rank in his heart.

At this moment, he felt a little depressed, but more, he was calm.

He has already done everything he can do. Next, he wants to take a look at what is called,
Doomed!
Hmm...Continue to code words, Chapter 2 will come out at [-] o'clock!