The first cause of all realms

Chapter 1154
Although the Great Zhou Royal Library is no longer what it used to be, and most of the spiritual practice methods have been lost, but the ancient history has never been taken away.

Among them, there is a record about the demon god front.

At the first glance, Yang Jue didn't pay much attention to it, but after he obtained the Demon Slayer Sword Box, he naturally recalled the records in the library.

The birth of the demon god front was accompanied by iron blood, and the moment he was attracted by the Xuanhuang World Tree, two spirit figures of the four tribulations died under the sword front.

Also because of the death of those two spiritual figures, the God of Destroying Demons has disappeared for 7 years.

Yang Jue read all kinds of files and questioned Qian Cang, but he found nothing, until he calculated the old man of Tianshu with his inverse knowledge of the future...

"Impossible?"

Yang Jue raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

"Xuanhuang Heaven and Earth is completely different from other worlds. All living things here are born of Xuanhuang, and all kinds of mystical good fortune can only be obtained by people born here."

The old man of Tianshu looked solemn:

"Xuanhuang has lived for millions of years, you are not the only one who covets the creation of this world? But there is no one from outside the territory who can take away a penny from this world..."

"People outside the territory are not allowed to take it?"

Yang Yu's heart moved slightly, and he was a little stunned.

The warning of "keeping one's identity" in the cauldron of gluttony may also be related to this.

That Xuanhuang World Tree is actually exclusive...

"Longquan swallows all worlds, so it does not reject people from outside the region, but Xuanhuang Heaven and Earth is self-sufficient, and it restricts visitors from outside the region. This may have something to do with Nie Hai..."

At this point, the old man of Tianshu gave a slight pause, perhaps because he was afraid that he would not be able to convince Yang Jian, he added another sentence:
"Seventy thousand years ago, Na Cihang led the Vajras and Arhats from Longquan, guided by the pure incense of the Thousand Buddha Heaven, and came to this realm, but in the end, he returned empty-handed..."

"Cihang..."

Yang Yu's eyes moved slightly:

"She has been to Xuanhuang Realm?"

"On that day, all kinds of 'Buddhas and demons' died in the Thousand Buddha Heaven. Monk King Baoyue had just completed the fourth kalpa and suffered heavy injuries..."

The old man of Tianshu mentioned it, as if he was very afraid of Qianfotian, it could even be said to be a taboo:

"Afterwards, the World Tree was shaken, and it was shaken out of the Xuanhuang Heaven and Earth with one blow. After that, it disappeared for 7 years. Until, Dingguang Old Buddha performed the act of lighting a lamp, after that..."

7 years...

Yang Jue's eyes were slightly condensed, a little startled:
"Xuanhuang made her silent for 7 years with one blow?!"

So far, among the many enemies that Yang prison has fought against, almost none of them can compare with that female crown.

Not only does he have the spiritual appearance of the four kalpas, but he was promoted to seven yuan 7 years ago. In addition, his previous life's Taoism and magic power are so tyrannical that future generations of practitioners cannot match.

One hit...

"That's not the case, the World Tree has been uprooted by those people..."

The old man in Tianshu sighed for no reason, and got up slowly:
"Xuanhuang has become a place of right and wrong. If you come here by chance, you should leave this morning. If..."

After a slight pause, the figure of the old man in Tianshu had disappeared into the Mustard Cave:
"Then you can only pray that World Tree won't find you, otherwise..."

woohoo~
There seems to be a wind blowing in the cave.

"Is it the Xuanhuang World Tree..."

Between the bamboo groves, Yang Ju was thoughtful. After he sat quietly for a long time, there was another humming sound in his body.

hum!
Tremors and buzzing sounds came from within the cave, and all the beasts within the cave turned into streams of light, poured into the bamboo forest, and fell into Yang Ju's body.

wow~
The next moment, amidst the violent buzzing sound, his body was suddenly disintegrated like a pile of sand and soil, turning into the tiniest particles.

hum!
All the particles are like sand, but they seem to be alive. They are absorbing the original breath in the cave, swallowing out the inner wisdom.

Not long after, these countless particles fell from the air and rolled in the sand, turning into countless 'villains' with complete facial features, strong limbs, and strong breath.

These "little people" are seven or eight points similar to Yang Ji, and they have grown rapidly by absorbing ideas.
Not long after, it was already eight feet high.

"call!"

With all kinds of acupoints as the foundation, Yang Jue transformed into thousands of incarnations, almost filling the bamboo forest.

"Pingdu Mountain!"

"Set Sendai!"

"Fathering Island!"

"Green Niu Mountain!"

……

Many incarnations looked at each other, reciting the name of the fairy mountain and disappearing into the void.

Call ~
After a long time, all the incarnations left, and the very pale Yang Ju just reappeared among the bamboo groves.

An incarnation is different from a clone, and all the powers it possesses come from the deity.

Cutting out thousands of incarnations at a time, even with Yang Ju's current practice, he still feels extremely weak, less than one-thousandth of his heyday.

"call!"

Sitting cross-legged in the bamboo grove, Yang Jue closed his eyes and breathed out ideas, and at the same time, he was full of thoughts, sensing the whereabouts of many incarnations.

For millions of years, the Xuanhuang World Tree has attracted thousands of fairy mountains. If he is allowed to go there one by one, not to mention how long it will take to calm down, it will be quite troublesome just to go back and forth.

After all, Ping Qianshan is only one of the nine nodes necessary to refine the Xuanhuang recipe.

In addition to refining recipes, he also needs to practice supernatural powers, complete second-level rituals, sort himself out, and combine great supernatural powers.

As well as finding the way to advance to Qiyuan, the deduction of the fifth step of human immortality, and the practice of the catalog of spiritual weapons...

"call!"

After a long, long time, Yang Ju, who had regained his vitality, slowly opened his eyes. He was thinking about all the things he needed to do, his body was a little tired, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

He is never afraid of complicated things, but he is afraid that there will be no way out...

"To flatten the thousand mountains, to fill the sea of ​​evil, to punish evil spirits..."

……

……

At the edge of Chixin Shenzhou, adjacent to the Youshen Sea, there is a fairy mountain shrouded in clouds and mists all the year round.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, this fairy mountain seems to exist between reality and reality, and there seems to be no way to enter from the outside.

However, if there is a master of the rank who has the eyes of the body, he can see that the mountains and rivers inside are like forests, and he does not know how many birds and beasts are running among them, and sometimes even the legendary spirit beasts can be seen playing among them.

"Friend Qingping is here!"

At a certain moment, there was a loud voice piercing through the clouds and mists, resounding through the mountains, startling all beasts.

At the foot of the mountain, Gan Cang stopped and waited, but until the smile on his face disappeared, the formation outside the mountain did not dissipate at all.

"Fellow Daoist Qingping?"

Gan Cang's heart sank, and after calling several times, he heard a response from Yunwu:
"Master is not here!"

"Ok?"

Gan Cang frowned slightly, and with a flick of his sleeves, he blew out the clouds and mists in the sky, revealing two Taoist boys with panicked faces.

"Do it, do it, grand master?!"

Seeing Qian Cang, the two Taoist boys hurriedly pressed their heads and bowed to salute:

"Zhutong, Meitong, meet the old master!"

"Zhu Boy, Mei Boy. Fellow Daoist Qingping is in the mountains?"

Gan Cang asked.

"Back, back to the old grand master, the master ancestor was invited by the 'Master Cangyun' a few days ago, and took all the uncles and brothers to the 'Banquet of Ten Thousand Laws'. At this moment, I am the only one in the mountain. Wait for the two of you..."

"So coincidentally?"

Gan Cang was expressionless.

Seeing this, the two boys hurriedly took out a bronze mirror:

"Before the master traveled far away, he left this bronze mirror, saying that if someone came to look for him..."

hum~
Before the two Taoist boys finished speaking, Gan Cang pointed at the bronze mirror.

I saw ripples on the surface of the mirror, and not long after, a majestic Taoist with broad shoulders, thick back, big ears and round eyes, hands hanging down to his knees, and a grass-like beard appeared on the bronze mirror.

It seems to be sitting cross-legged on a flying boat, surrounded by wind and clouds.

"Old master, I haven't seen you for many years, but I still have the same demeanor."

In the bronze mirror, the person from Qingping Mountain shook his whisk and smiled slightly.

"It's a pity that the person has not changed, but the heart has changed."

Gan Cang took a deep look at the bronze mirror, and couldn't help but sigh:
"I still remember when you were hunted down to God's Capital by the 'Demon Slaughter Taoist', you and I had a good chat and became confidants..."

"Yes! I still remember that at that time, the old grand master gave me a house, gave me the method of cultivation, gave me precious medicine, gave me Daoguo Divine Weapon, and gave me this 'Qingping Mountain' that was suppressed by the Great Zhou for many years... ..."

On the other side of the bronze mirror, the Qingping Mountain man also sighed, as if he was also remembering the past, but after a while, he restrained his emotion and said:

"But Pindao also drew a portrait for the old grand master, and left a picture of the scenery of the gods. He traveled many times for the Great Zhou in ten thousand years, and was even invited to draw nine claws for the horned dragon lord, which attracted him to chase and kill him many times. , almost a deadly enemy..."

The surroundings became quiet for a while, and after a long time, Gan Cang handed the bronze mirror back to the bamboo boy, and slightly cupped his hands:

"...The old man took the liberty."

On the other side of the bronze mirror, there was a moment of silence before the Qingpingshan people said:
"Old master, most of the mountain's calamity is gone, you can take it back, there are ten scrolls left by Pindao..."

Gan Cang paused and left immediately:

"Thank you!"

"Ugh……"

On the other side of the bronze mirror, on the flying boat shrouded in clouds and mist, the people from Qingping Mountain let out a long sigh, and their expression was sad.

"That Gan Cang is so ignorant! Last time God was in turmoil. If you didn't go there, he should know, but he still came to threaten!"

A middle-aged Taoist seemed to be upset, but before he could finish his sentence, he was knocked off the flying boat by a dust fly, and disappeared thousands of miles away by the strong wind.

"evil creature!"

Qingpingshan's face sank, and he gently wiped the bronze mirror:

"Brother Qian, you are not righteous if you are not a younger brother. In fact, the collapse of the Great Zhou Dynasty is already a general trend. Even if it is my generation, it cannot be disobeyed..."

For the grace of saving lives, he has known each other and helped each other for thousands of years. The friendship between him and Qian Cang is really excellent.

In exchange for anything, he can promise and help.

Except for that big week...

"Without the power to overwhelm the heavens and the earth, how can you rule Xuanhuang again? Brother Gan, that Great Zhou is already a quagmire, I only hope that you will have the day to turn around..."

Taking a deep breath, the Qingpingshan people pressed down on the flying boat, and there were many ripples in the void.

Walking through it, it seems that there are various islands and mountains.

The mountain and the island are not connected, they are both suspended in the void, the only thing in common is that there are various palaces on them.

"Painting Saint's visit really makes Pindao very happy!"

A hearty laugh came from a fairy island, and a Taoist with a sense of immortality rushed out to meet him from afar.

Almost at the same time, people stood up and greeted each other on the fairy mountains and islands.

"Fellow Daoist Cangyun, you are being polite."

The people from Qingping Mountain returned a salute, glanced at the islands and fairy mountains in the void from the corner of their eyes, and couldn't help but be surprised.

The light that bloomed from the islands and fairy mountains filled the void, so that he only saw the shadowed by the light when he looked closely...

That is……

"Wanfa building?!"

Peeping at the bamboo tower shaped like a pagoda, the people of Qingping Mountain felt fear in their hearts.

There are many forces in the Xuanhuang Great World. 18 years ago, it can be said that there were many fairy mountains, fairy gates, demon sects, and sects everywhere.

However, with the birth of the Great Zhou Taizu, many sects were overwhelmed by him. In the long years, almost all of them became the great officials of the Great Zhou. It was not until 7 years ago that the tripod was lost, and many sects were reunited. Take the lead.

There are and only three major forces that have never been completely overwhelmed by the Great Zhou Taizu. Apart from Wanlong Nest and Thousand Buddha Heaven, this is the most mysterious Wanfa Tower!
"Wanfa Building?"

When Celestial Master Cangyun smiled slightly, in the void, in the Wanfa Building, laughter also came out:

"Wrong, it's Wanfa Dragon House!"

Ang~
Its sound moves like a dragon chant.

The unpredictable divine light instantly filled the void, and a heavenly dragon that came from nowhere was entrenched on the Wanfa building, looking at everyone coldly.

'Wanfa Longlou? '

Qin Shi, who came with the royal family, was inconspicuous among the crowd. At this moment, he couldn't help pressing the hilt of his sword, and asked in his heart:
"You tremble suddenly, but find something wrong?"

"Kid Qin, stay away from this place..."

"Ok?"

Qin Shi was slightly taken aback, but shook his head again:

"Father and all the emperor's uncles are here, how can I leave when I want? But, you asked me to leave because..."

"There's an old monster in this building!"

A childish voice sounded in Qin Shi's heart:
"That's the old devil who came from the 36th day of the Nine Tribulations, where the dragon transformed into a myriad of magics. Once you find us, you're going to die..."

"Wanfa Dragon House?"

No one heard the slander of one man and one sword. The Qingpingshan people frowned slightly, although they were shocked but not confused, they just glanced at the sky dragon with cold eyes, and their eyes fell on Master Cangyun:
"Fellow Daoist Cangyun, don't you want to explain?"

"Brother Daoist, please don't misunderstand, and the poor Daoist has absolutely no malice..."

Master Cangyun looked at Wanfa Building:
"Brother Ao, it's up to you to explain."

"Ok!"

With a shake of Canglong's body, he turned into a young man in a golden brocade robe with a horny head.

"A certain Aoyu, from Wanlong's Nest, became a Wanfa practitioner many years ago..."

The boy introduced himself a little bit, without going around, and said directly:
"I have heard for a long time that the master of Qingping Mountain has superb supernatural powers and superb painting skills. This invitation is to invite fellow Taoists to add a few strokes to an unfinished painting..."

"Ask me to paint?!"

The Qingpingshan people frowned, and the rest of the practitioners were also surprised.

However, before the young man finished speaking, he had already shaken a picture scroll hidden in his sleeve robe.

On it, there is a vast ocean. On the sea, there are many islands. On the islands, there are gods and beasts surrounded, and immortals play games.

"This is?"

Many practitioners in the void looked one after another, and Qin Shi in the crowd deliberately drew his sword an inch.

I don't know what kind of material the picture scroll is made of, it is clearly a painting, but at a glance, I can only feel that the scenery, beasts and people on it are lifelike, just like living people.

"This painting?!"

A group of practitioners didn't see anything, but the eyelids of Qingpingshan people twitched.

In this painting, he felt an indescribable aura, which was very weak, but made him tremble.

This aura comes from the first half of the poem written in the painting:

"...Original Tao is the leader..."

……

……

Push a book "I use martial arts to control the world"

　Goodnight, everyone
　
(End of this chapter)