The first cause of all realms

Chapter 1085 With the flick of a finger, a thousand years have passed!
1000 years.

For the mortal world, it has been a sea of ​​vicissitudes.

For the vast majority of practitioners, it is also a number that is far longer than lifespan.

For Yang Ju, this is also a huge number several times higher than the first half of his previous and present lives.

But it seemed to be extremely short, so short that he didn't seem to notice that thousands of years had flown through his fingers.

"call!"

"Suck!"

The invisible spiritual qi gathered together and submerged into Yang Jue's body with his long breath.

No one can feel it, in his body, there seems to be a "cave sky" illuminated by stars trembling slightly, containing the billowing spiritual energy.

Compared with thousands of years ago, Jiezi Cave has undergone tremendous changes that can be called earth-shaking.

Thousands of years ago, this Fangdongtian was still quite simple, with only a few mountains, no more than a dozen rivers, and no dense trees.

But now, the mountains are like forests, stretching for more than tens of thousands of miles?

The spiritual qi gathered like a cloud even gathered into a thousand-mile cold pool, in which a dragon whale hibernates, spouting water waves.

call!
There was a strong wind in the cave, and all kinds of spirit beasts, even the dragon beasts in the cold pool roared and turned into streamers, gathered into Yang Ju's will and left the cave.

"1000 years..."

The clouds on the top of Wudou Mountain were reflected in his eyes, and the moment Yang Jue slowly opened his eyes.

In his deep eyes, there seemed to be tens of thousands of qi machines rising up, criss-crossing and forming the whole world.

At this moment, he only felt that he was like the wind and clouds, floating in the windy sky, gathering and dispersing invisible.

Like a bluestone on the top of a mountain, it is exposed to the sun and rain, year after year.

It is also like the gods above the sky, looking down at the sky and the earth, all the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys on the vast land seem to be perceivable and flow in their eyes.

This is not an illusion, nor is it some supernatural power.

It was his thousands of incarnations scattered in various places and in various profound arts realms, what he had seen and heard over the millennium years flooded into his heart at this moment!

He saw that thousands of years ago, after all the Baji masters were imprisoned by him in the picture of ten thousand immortals, the world was surging.

For thousands of years, the big and small sects that were suppressed by the holy lands either closed the mountains to hide, or attacked sideways, or secretly watched.

In the first 200 years, apart from the rapid expansion of Wudoumen's power, the world was even more peaceful than before.

But all this, only lasted 200 years, was broken.

Under the deep aura of calamity, Zhong Lilie, who came into being at the right time, unexpectedly attracted all kinds of Dao fruits, rank maps, and extreme spiritual treasures to descend from the sky, and countless sects looked at him.

And when a similar thing happened to Zhang Guo, a true disciple of the Alchemy School, a hundred years later, all kinds of secrets about the lucky person, and even rumors about the imminent catastrophe, spread all over the world.

Many small and medium sects in Donghuang, Nanling, Beiyu, the four seas and even the endless mountains, and even casual cultivators were all in an uproar.

Some people went to the eastern wasteland and the western desert to seek advice from Wanshi Mountain and Nirvana Mountain, and some even crossed the endless sea to seek advice from Wudou Mountain.

And more sects, either went out to find other people who should be robbed, or took advantage of the chaos to annex the border cities, hoping to take the holy land and replace them.

In the following hundreds of years, the world was irresistibly plunged into turmoil, until now...

"The Eight Immortals of Fortune..."

Feeling the endless light and shadow surging in his heart, Yang Yu said to himself:

"One more..."

He can feel all kinds of information from "Lu Taoist". The deeper the catastrophe, the more magnificent his luck will be.

In less than a thousand years, it has already collected the "upper cave rank map" and all kinds of Dao fruits it needs.

Its pure Yang sword has already been recast.

And just like him, Li Ningyang, Zhong Lilie, Zhang Guo and others all came to the Baji Gate!

Now that many Baji masters have not been born, the seven of them are collectively known as the "Seven Immortals of Fortune", all of whom have not yet achieved Baji, and have already entered the list of emperors!

"One more!"

The voice of Hanyue Sanren rang in Yang Yu's ears:

"In the past 1000 years, Pindao has traveled all over the world, even some caves hidden in the void have more or less passed through, but there is no way to find the last person..."

Yang Yu raised his eyes.

Opposite Wanliru, in an empty valley, Hanyue Sanren was holding a magic whip, with a dignified expression:

"There are not many people in this world who can hide from you and me. Poor Dao suspects that the last person who is destined to be lucky was born as early as a thousand years ago, maybe even earlier!"

1000 years is quite a long time for Hanyue Sanren. If he hadn't found a master in Longquan, he would have died long ago.

Such a long time is enough for him to travel all over Longquan world, more than once.

However, even if he is close to Baji and is also a martial saint, he can't find the last person.

"Not impossible."

Yang Yu just nodded.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Catalog covers ninety-nine lands in Longquan. Although the number of rank masters recorded on it has decreased a lot in the past thousand years, it can be used to see most of the rank masters in the world.

"My lord, you..."

Thousands of miles away, Hanyue Sanren's expression changed slightly, and he felt that there was no obvious boundary between the outline of that person and the sky and the earth.

It seems that, like the blue lion king, he is in harmony with heaven and earth?

"The people who are in luck are the ones who seek outside from the world and use it to break the catastrophe. Once gathered, they have the power to surpass the limitations of the world."

Yang Jue's gaze was calm, he could clearly see the Seven Immortals of Ying Jie including Zhong Lilie, without any cover.

Just as he sat cross-legged on the top of a mountain, he did not cover up at all.

"However, fate and calamity are not opposites, at least, there is no difference between heaven and earth."

The lucky one breaks the robbery.

Those who should be robbed will be robbed.

The two are different but also have great similarities, nothing more than different responses to doom.

Blocked, or sparse.

"maybe……"

Hanyue Sanren was worried, but he didn't know what to say, so he just sighed:

"In these years, the heart of the poor Taoist has been shrouded in haze from time to time. In this calamity, the prince must not be careless..."

"How can you be careless?"

Yang Ju didn't explain much, and with a flick of his hand, the aura that connected the two of them collapsed.

For thousands of years, he has only seen Hanyue Sanren and Jiang Xiazi.

The former looks for the person who should be robbed, while the latter travels to and from various places for him, spreading martial arts as a model, and building a temple as a supplement.

Unlike Hanyue Sanren, Jiang Xiazi's journey can be said to be extremely smooth, without waves or waves.

The various temples established by it are not only full of incense, but even spread to the western desert...

"call!"

With a mouthful of turbid spit out, Yang Ju cut off the connection with everyone else, leaving only the power of incense all over the world of Longquan in the dark, and even from the mountains and seas. ,

For thousands of years, most of his incarnations have been used to "fulfill his vows", but he still can't keep up with the accumulation of incense.

Snapped!
At a certain moment, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed a ball of light composed of various mysterious ideas in the void.

Yang Ju raised his head and looked towards the void, the sea of ​​stars:

"The pictures of ten thousand immortals have been gathered together for thousands of years, mysterious good fortune, and an opportunity to break the limit. Everyone, don't you really want to come and get it?"

　Good night everyone... Title of the book: "Entertainment 1999, Starting from Datang Film and Television"

Introduction: In 1999, the second year after the establishment of Tangren Film and Television, Chen Nan, a later self-media person, returned to this era and became a freshman who had just signed a contract with Tangren.

Do you wait for "Xianyi", or take the initiative?

"can not wait!"

Chen Nan decided to be more positive.

　
(End of this chapter)