The first cause of all realms

Chapter 1072 Only with four types can one become enlightened?
Rumble!
The air current reverberated in the mustard cave, Yi's lingering sound lingered for a long time, but the shooting sun dao fruit gradually dimmed under Yang Ju's gaze.

completely disappeared...

Yang Ju's pupils shrank violently.

At this moment, he didn't even notice the slightest strange smell, but his memory was rapidly disappearing!
woo~
Without thinking about it, Yang Ju's will rises, urging the Great Sun Tathagata to change, and in a single thought, the memory related to Yi is rubbed on paper, rocks, and the void of the cave.

In the sea of ​​mind, many incarnations are called to keep memories one after another.Finally, call out the cauldron of gluttony, ignite all kinds of ingredients, and rub the memory in the cauldron of gluttony...

Call ~
In the next moment, there seemed to be a breeze blowing, Yang Ju was slightly startled, and then he was startled, and he withdrew from the transformation of the Great Sun Tathagata.

His expression was blank for a moment, he looked around, pressed his chest subconsciously, and felt an inexplicable emptiness surging in his heart.

"wrong!"

Yang Ju's control over his own will is so meticulous, even though there is nothing unusual, he has also noticed something is wrong.

Subconsciously, he called many incarnations in the sea of ​​mind, feeling the consciousness of incarnations divided in various places.

"No difference?"

Yang Ju murmured, there was nothing unusual, he would definitely not be able to change the Great Sun Tathagata out of thin air.

He looked around, and while the undissipated air current reverberated, he seemed to hear intermittent murmurs that seemed to be absent.

"Reincarnation?!"

There was a warning sign in Yang Yu's heart. He was almost sure that he suddenly lost a piece of memory!
Just like Hong Fa'er and Jiang Shentong who were slashed by the three-pointed two-edged sword in those days!
He, together with the various incarnations that split out, all disappeared for a period of memory!
And it has something to do with the reverberating sound!

"call!"

Shocked in his heart, Yang Ju didn't panic, he concentrated on perceiving the mustard cave, as well as the subtle changes in his whole body.

When he lost his memory, since he triggered the change of Da Ri Tathagata, he must have had a premonition about it, so he must have made many attempts...

'If I knew a memory was going to disappear...'

Yang Jue substituted himself, and instantly thought of what he might try.

However, there is nothing unusual in the cave, and the places where many avatars are located are also the same.

A few moments later, his will came to his heart and gathered in the cauldron of gluttony.

hum!
Inside the Cauldron of Gluttony, there was a lot of light, and each piece of food was burning violently.

The moment Yang Jue entered the cauldron, he saw all kinds of memory images flickering in the firelight...

"Yi's spiritual wisdom has been wiped away!"

Yang Jue's heart trembled.

There is not a small difference between Yi and the Dao ghosts who are in harmony, but their possession is still the Dao Fruit of Shooting the Sun.

In the case that the Sun Shooting Dao Fruit has not disappeared, his spiritual wisdom has been wiped away? !
"Who did he spy on?"

This is hardly a doubt, Yang Qiu didn't need to think about it, the old man's voice and smile appeared in his heart.

So the Taoist ghost hidden in the old man's body is so tyrannical?
At this moment, Yang prison's heart throbbed to the extreme.

Across the two realms, without him noticing, he erased Yi's spiritual wisdom hiding in the Mustard Cave and Shooting the Sun Daoguo, as well as his own memories related to it? !

"No! It's not the memory, but the existence of Yi, which has been completely erased!"

After Yang Ju murmured a few words, his heart moved.

He took the initiative to get out of the Gluttony Cauldron, and as he expected, he lost his memory of Yi again!

Entering the Cauldron of Gluttony again, I just recalled it in the flames...

After repeating this several times, he finally understood that Yi's existence had been completely erased, but it was the rubbings of the ingredients burned in the cauldron that made his memory.

Once he gets out of the cauldron of gluttony, or the fire of ingredients goes out, he will lose this memory, and forget that there was a spirit who called himself 'Yi' in the Sun Shooting Dao Fruit.

"What is hidden in the old man's body..."

A revived dao ghost, without the dao fruit, cannot activate the supernatural powers of the previous life, and it is the limit to try to retain some residual power of the previous life.

The Taoist ghost who has never recovered actually has such a means...

For a moment, even the current Yang Qiu felt chills in his heart, this kind of method was far beyond the reach of the current him.

The thorny problems the old man faced were beyond his imagination, and even made him confused for a while.

"The Taoist ghost in the old man's body, I'm afraid it is no longer a master of supernatural powers. It can be summed up as a master of enlightenment? Or..."

After a long, long time, Yang Ju just settled down and suppressed all worries and apprehensions in his heart.

In the cave, Yang Ju, who had lost this memory again, took a deep breath, and took out all the treasures accumulated by the old man.

He took out the 'Chaos' Dao Fruit.

In the year of Shanhai, [-] years have passed in Longquan. On Wudou Island, the burning incense in the small temple has long since subsided, and a Buddha, an immortal, and two Dao fruits have all entered the soul.

When the bodies are divided, and most of the rank masters have entered the heavenly rank, the process is very smooth and there are few obstacles.

"Do you want to replace one of them with chaos, or try to impact and have four types?"

Crossing one's legs in the cave, Yang Jue murmured to himself.

Being in the four categories is not just as simple as being able to sacrifice one more natal magic weapon. According to ancient legends, this has a great relationship with enlightenment.

Those who want to become enlightened, their heels, ranks, endowments, luck...all touch the top of the universe.

But the barriers and dangers involved, he still only stays in hearsay...

"Time waits for me..."

Inside the cave, there seemed to be a wind blowing, Yang Yu sighed in his heart, and immediately closed his eyes and fell into a samadhi.

If he couldn't remember that Yi's existence was erased by others, and didn't discover the hidden worries in the old man's body, he could spend thousands of years of grinding and trying as before.

But now...

"call!"

"Suck!"

Almost at the same time, all the incarnations of him in various places and in the territory of various Xuangongs, if they were alone, would all fall down and sit down.

All kinds of wills gathered in one body, blowing in the sea of ​​hearts, and there were many broken octopole rank maps in the wild.

"Complete, show the holy rank map!"

……

……

woohoo~
The dark wind blows the mist, and ghosts and gods whisper and howl from time to time.

In a valley full of bones, Jiang Xiazi was waiting for him. Not far in front of him, Hanyue Sanren sat cross-legged, holding a magic whip, muttering something in his heart.

"Brother, have you figured it out?"

After a long time, Jiang Xiazi still couldn't help asking via voice transmission.

Ever since he came here, he has been terrified from time to time, and always has a feeling that something is wrong. After he got the shocking book of Tianji, his feeling was a thousand times stronger.

Almost all the time, he was surrounded by the terrifying illusion of imminent disaster, which made him sleepless at night, trembling, and almost collapsed.

"call!"

Hearing this, Hanyue Sanren's eyelids trembled, he let out a long breath, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead:
"Or not……"

"Can't find it?"

Jiang Xiazi was a little disappointed.

In the second year after coming to this Fangxuan realm, Hanyue Sanren had already found him and passed on the 'Tianji Shocking Book' to him.

Afterwards, the two began to search for Yang prison. This search lasted for 33 years.

"My lord is probably restraining his breath on purpose, and he doesn't want to see me at this time..."

Hanyue Sanren put down his magic whip quite tiredly, and said via voice transmission.

The tribulation aura in this Fang Xuangong realm is very strong, and the divine whip can even display [-]% of its power here.

He didn't really find out Yang prison, so naturally it has something to do with his incomplete thoughts...

"My lord came here to completely refine the Ten Thousand Immortals Map, Netherworld is the place to come..."

Hanyue Sanren put away his magic whip.

"What's the difference between whether you forget it or not?"

Jiang Xiazi couldn't hide his disappointment:
"Can you still search everywhere in the Netherworld?"

Hanyue Sanren's words are simply nonsense to him. After all, this Fang Xuangong realm is called 'Six Paths of Reincarnation'. If you want to refine the catalog of ten thousand immortals, you must come to the Netherworld.

However, the nether world is the heavens and the heavens, the place where countless souls in the Hengsha world must come after death.

It coexists among various empty dimensions, and it is by no means as simple as one big world.

In ancient times, Nether Realm, 'Heaven Realm', 'Demon Realm', 'Buddha Realm', 'Demon Realm', and 'Dragon Realm' were all synonymous names for the Sky Sea Realm.

Thousands of years are not enough if you want to travel to every place in the nether world...

"Forget it or not, it is naturally different."

Hanyue Sanren took out a few pills and swallowed them, his face turned a little bloody.

Compared to Jiang Xiazi's disappointment, he was much better off, and he also knew more clearly what kind of dangerous turmoil Yang prison was in today, and it was inevitable to restrain himself.

In fact, even though he was forced to come here to the Xuangong Realm for more than thirty years, he did not forget to look for the 'Eight Immortals of Yingjie'.

What's more, this profound art realm that has stirred up the world's wind and clouds has greatly accelerated his search for the Eight Immortals...

"Although Pindao can't figure out where the prince is now, but hitting the magic whip indicates that I am waiting here, and maybe I will see the prince in a few days..."

Jiang Xiazi swallowed the second half of the sentence while comforting his junior brother.

"The seventh of the Eight Immortals should come here soon..."

"really?"

Jiang Xiazi's eyes lit up immediately.

"nature!"

Jiang Xiazi was full of confidence, although he didn't think about it wholeheartedly, but this was also the direction guided by the magic whip.

"That's good."

Jiang Xiazi felt at ease, and then pointed to the looming city not far away:

"That city has a strange atmosphere, why don't you go and settle down?"

"In the land of the nether world, how can people be born?"

Hanyue Sanren frowned slightly, and he looked around, and he really noticed a strong anger.

In this dark and dark world of the underworld, the breath of a stranger is like a burning torch, which is very eye-catching.
Also attracted the attention of ghosts.

"At this time, the way of heaven has collapsed, and hundreds of ghosts are wandering in the underworld. What's the big deal if there are living people gathering in the underworld?"

Jiang Xiazi didn't care too much, he had seen too many bizarre things in this journey in Yangjian.

"One more thing is worse than one less thing. Although this hill is desolate, it is enough to settle down..."

Hanyue Sanren said through sound transmission, suddenly his heart trembled slightly, and Jiang Xiazi even pressed the magic weapon in his cuff.

The eyes of the two met, but they saw that above the city wall, the mist had dissipated, and the void was cracked at a higher place.
Battleships shrouded in divine light descended upon Netherworld.

　Good night everyone...

　
(End of this chapter)