The first cause of all realms

Longevity Hill, the Temple of the Five Viscera...

Looking at the plausible fairy mountain Taoist temple, Yang Jue's eyes turned slightly, and he looked up at the sky.

Amidst the surging sea of ​​clouds for thousands of miles, a round of brilliant sun hangs above the nine heavens, illuminating the light everywhere.

What he sees at this moment is not false, let alone profound art realm, but the real sense, traveling through time and space!
The mountain in front of me is not only the Longevity Mountain, but also the Longevity Mountain before the Nine Tribulations!

hum!
At this moment, there seemed to be all kinds of lights and shadows overlapping and intertwining in Yang Ju's eyes.

In the light and shadow, there is a sea of ​​clouds, a starry sky, moonset and sunrise, and sunset and moonrise...

It seems that at this moment, countless Yang prisons looked up at the same time, looking up at the sky in different years and time and space.

"The road ahead..."

Yang Yu said to himself, lowering his eyes, what he saw was not only Longevity Mountain.

"Sanxian Island, Pengmen Island, Yushan City, Daluo Mountain, Hanlong Valley..."

Immortal mountains and blessed lands in myths and legends, islands and caves are all reflected in his eyes.

Using the ancient innate treasure of the Chaos Clock as a sacrifice to see Dao, the mother of all Taos in the dark, Dao's response is also unparalleled.

Do not seek from outside, only seek from yourself.

The Dao did not point out the way forward, but it gave him the opportunity to find his own way and consolidate his foundation in the endless years.

"One thought divides, and we live in the same time and space of 430 years, the avenue, the avenue..."

There was a breeze blowing over the Longevity Mountain, Yang Jue whispered to himself, feeling touched in his heart.

He is currently in Longevity Hill, but at the same time, he exists in different time and space.

But this is not the separation of mind and body. Countless time and space overlap on his body, and he is the only one.

But as long as you move your mind and step forward, you can travel through the time and space of these 430 years.

"Avenues are mixed..."

Concentrating his eyes, Yang Ju walked slowly towards Longevity Hill.

Longevity Mountain stretches for tens of thousands of miles, dominating the land here, like a giant beast lying on its back.

In the territory of Xuangong, Yang Ju had seen this mountain countless times, but at this moment, on this fairy mountain, he saw an extremely strong calamity.

And, that seemingly immortal, wreckage!

"The breath of the Eight Tribulations..."

Yang Yu stopped at the foot of the mountain and slowly raised his eyes.

Under the green grass and vines, there is a wreckage that seems to be still alive, and where the Taoist temple is located,
It is the internal organs of this huge wreck.

"Taoist Wanshou, the view of the five viscera."

Yang Jue stretched out his hand slowly, and grasped it vaguely, and he pinched the air mechanism that was floating between the sky and the earth between his five fingers.

He closed his eyes slightly, and according to the interweaving of this ray of energy, various scenes have emerged in his mind.

In a trance, his mind seemed to drift through the years with this ray of energy, witnessing the changes of this fairy mountain from the present to the present.

Seeing the green mountains turn yellow and turn green again, seeing the soil and rocks on the fairy mountains change from thick to thin, and seeing countless birds, beasts, fish and insects born and die in it,
Seeing the three-burial monk pass by here, using the view of the five internal organs as a guide, he suppressed the idea of ​​immortality, seeing the tomb guard, the birth of Qingfengmingyue...

He even saw the complete process of Lu Sheng leaving the map of the clear water and cold pool, as well as the changes in Longevity Mountain before and after the catastrophe came...

Finally, he saw the birth of this fairy mountain.

It was a horrible corpse that came from the years, suffered all kinds of injuries, lost its soul, but still had an immortal mind.

Faintly, he seemed to hear the only obsession left by the indestructible demon idea long ago:

"Nine, nine calamities... nine calamities, nine calamities!"

Nine calamities?

Listening to the murmurs that seem to exist and seem to disappear in the years, Yang Yu's heart moved slightly:

"This Wanshou Taoist's obsession is to live to the ninth calamity? It seems wrong. If his obsession is only like this, it should have dissipated long ago..."

In the next instant, Yang Jue had come to the Five Viscera Temple.

The ancient Taoist temple was empty, and the only sound came from a big tree behind the Taoist temple.
The ancient trees are towering, and the canopy covers most of the Taoist temple. Among the lush branches and leaves, there are children-like fruits swaying, and they laugh loudly from time to time.

But unlike what I saw in the Sea of ​​Laws, this Taoist temple looks a bit like a fairy cave.

It's just that there are no living creatures.

Wow~!

As if aware of Yang Yu's arrival, the ancient tree swayed more violently, and all the ginseng fruits laughed more violently.

There is even a medicinal fragrance that seems to be floating over.

If a mortal smells it, it may prolong life by dozens or even hundreds, which is enough to tempt any practitioner who comes here.

"Sure enough, there is only a ray of remnants..."

Yang Ju shook his head inwardly, and at the same time stretched out his hand, grabbing at the Taoist temple.

Rumble!
As if aware of something, the Taoist temple let out a roar, which instantly caused the entire Longevity Mountain to vibrate.

All of a sudden, the landslides and the ground cracked, and it seemed that a peerless monster was about to break out of the ground.

But in the next moment, all the vibrations disappeared, only the Temple of the Five Viscera let out an unbearable moan, and it was split in two from front to back.

"Ginseng fruit tree..."

In front of the Taoist temple, Yang Jue was playing with the little tree struggling like a living thing in his palm, but under the light of his eyes, there was a distorted and pure magic thought that seemed to exist and seemed to exist.

"A robbery-like demon?"

A demon like a catastrophe is a demon who has gone through waves of catastrophe and has an immortal mind, but is infected by the catastrophe and becomes violent and ferocious.

At the time of the Ten Tribulations, there were very few such demon heads, and Yang Jue only found a strand from Sanxian Island, but at the beginning of the Ninth Tribulation, there were very many such demon heads.

This kind of monster that is contaminated with the trait of immortality and possesses some of its own memory and supernatural powers, even the enlightened master should be afraid of it.

Because he can leave an indestructible existence in the calamity wave, even if there is a reason of luck, he is also an extremely tyrannical person.

For example, the island master of Sanxian, such as this Taoist Wanshou.

"Following all people, only the first god in the eight kalpas..."

Feeling the lingering obsession in the ginseng fruit tree, Yang Qiu thought deeply.

Taoist Wanshou is also a very special existence in the eight kalpas. The perfect person who has practiced for hundreds of millions of years has never surpassed the sixth division, but his supernatural powers have reached an incredible level.

"His obsession..."

Yang Jue closed his eyes and listened quietly. After a long time, his eyes suddenly flickered, and he heard the deepest obsession of this silent chanting.

"This is the birth... His Nine Tribulations?! People are outside the Tao, traveling through the time and space of the Tribulations...

Such a realm..."

Him? !

Yang Yu's heart moved, almost subconsciously, he remembered the young Emperor Yin he had seen in the territory of Jilei Mountain Xuangong.

"Could it be that Taoist Wanshou was killed by him? He was killed in the real Eight Tribulations?!"

"People are outside the Tao... His realm has reached the point where he can change the past? Or..."

"Taoist Wanshou..."

……

With this thought, rippling suddenly appeared in Yang Yu's heart, recalling the young Emperor Yin he saw in the Xuangong territory of Jilei Mountain in the past.

Looking at it from his current perspective, the young Emperor Yin who was rubbed by the Chaos Clock is not, and it is impossible to become the master of enlightenment.

But it was able to travel through the years, and even the robbery, which made him feel a little terrified.

Since ancient times, it has been recorded in history that there are, and only ones that can go through all calamities and exist forever...

"Avenue!"

Yang Jue took a deep breath, he seemed to have guessed something, but he didn't seem to want to get to the bottom of it.

He randomly found a secluded place, planted a ginseng fruit tree behind him, and sensed the aura of the Taoist Longevity with that ray of immortality.

To him, this felt like refining ingredients.

Through this ray of evil thoughts, he could vaguely perceive the Taoist Wanshou of the past, although he could only see his outline,
But for Yang Qiu at this moment, it was enough.

What he needs at this moment is not some magical power.

In fact, he didn't need anyone's guidance to cultivate to the point where he is now. All he needed was enough reflections.

In this way, to confirm one's own path, and deduce the way forward...

hum!
Under the ginseng tree, the sound of wind and laughter intertwined.

Yang Jue sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and there seemed to be a chaotic energy intertwined in his heart.

【Chaos Heaven (Sixth Division)】

[Inheriting the Law: Human Immortal Martial Arts, Spiritual Phase Four Tribulations, Qian Gang Practicing Qi Art]

Once the Dao Realm is complete, all dharmas will return to this piece of "chaotic sky".

hum!
In the intertwined chaos, there are all kinds of scenes overflowing from that ray of evil thoughts.

Yang Ju's mind sank.

It seems that I dreamed back to ancient times, and saw a Taoist, who grew from an immature Taoist boy to a master of the Tao, known as the ancestor of the earth immortal.

He was born in the early years, amidst the turmoil, his talent was excellent, his heels were excellent, but he was not involved in any catastrophe.

Just practice silently in a lonely mountain.

One year, ten years...

Hundreds of millions of years, hundreds of millions of years...

The perfect person is in harmony with the Dao of heaven and earth, and all kinds of dharmas are at his fingertips, and he is not bound by the realm.

After countless thousands of years of practice, his Taoism has reached an incredible level.

With the body of the Six Divisions, he has reached the top of the Eight Tribulations!

"This is……"

At a certain moment, Yang Jue's heart trembled, and he almost fell out of the induction.

It was an extremely peaceful afternoon, Taoist Wanshou, who was practicing in the lonely mountain, seemed to be aware of it, and when he slowly opened his eyes.

I felt the breath of time pervading all around, a young man came out of the upside-down time and space and came to this mountain.

"With the body of the Sixth Division, you will be on the top of the eight kalpas! No one in the future nine kalpas can compare with you..."

The young man clapped his hands and praised, but before Taoist Wanshou could respond, he slowly raised his hand and pressed lightly:
"If you are the sixth division, I will kill you for seven yuan!"

Click!

At this point, the picture came to an abrupt end, and in the last glimpse, it was the broken mountains, rivers and earth, and the falling stars like rain.

"It's really Him!"

Chaos boiled in his heart, and Yang Jue's mind was solemn. Although he only had a glimpse, he had already recognized who the young man was.

hum!
When the chaos in the heart calmed down, the ray of evil thoughts also became dim, and the obsession seemed to be slowly disappearing.

Yang Yu watched calmly.

The demonic thoughts dimmed to the end, and when all his obsessions dissipated, he seemed to hear the last voice left by the ancestor of the earth immortal before the eight calamities before his death.

"It's a pity that I end up in the Sixth Division! The five elders, the four emperors, and the three Qings, even though they know the three paths that surpassed the Sixth Division since ancient times, they have no chance to try and practice..."

"People are outside the Tao, surpassing everything... If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening!"

……

The sigh gradually dissipated.

Under the ginseng fruit tree, Yang Jue's eyelids trembled slightly, but his heart became more and more calm.

"Five elders, four emperors, three Qings... Those above the sixth division, three ways?"

Yang Jue was talking to himself.

The Sixth Division is known as the extreme of the Tao. For the vast majority of rank masters, this is the end of the road.

And the five elders, the four emperors, and the three Qings are the three paths that have been confirmed by countless enlightened masters in countless attempts since ancient times.

"The six divisions hold on to the way! Holding on to the way is the way, cultivating the way is also the way, and being in harmony with the way is also the way..."

"Practice one way, unite all ways, unite the way! This is, the five elders, the four emperors, and the three clean..."

"Those who combine the Dao are the Three Purities, followed by those who combine their own Dao with other Daos, they are the Four Emperors, and thirdly, those who hold on to the extreme of one Dao are the Five Elders..."

Looking at himself with the Taoist Wanshou as a mirror, Yang Yu seemed to have something in his heart:
"One cause, three saints, twelve venerables..."

The five elders are immortals, Buddhas, gods, demons, and demons.

It's just that there is an existence that has been cultivated to the top, among them, it is as tyrannical as a Buddha, and its realm practice is no less than that of the four masters.

And the Emperor Yin, who practiced the four royal ways, was ranked first among the "One Cause, Three Saints and Twelve Venerables".

After pondering all kinds of information, Yang Ju came to a vague conclusion:
"Perhaps the three paths may have high and low levels, but they have nothing to do with each other, they are just pure three paths...

In a sense, they are at the same level?It doesn't seem right, except for the Nine Tribulations, among all the Tribulations, the Three Saints are the ultimate in the universe, the end of all dharmas..."

Yang Ju's thoughts surged.

Even at this moment, he is quite unfamiliar with the existence of those above the Sixth Division. All the records about them are in myths and legends, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

"The closer you get to the avenue, the harder it is to walk..."

After a long, long time, Yang Ju cut away all kinds of distracting thoughts, concentrated his mind, and sank into the "chaotic sky" in the sea of ​​mind.

This is the embodiment of the foundation of his Dao Yun lies in the sea of ​​mind, but in fact, it exists in the dark.

In a way and speed that ordinary people can't understand, it spreads towards the heavens and the world of Hengsha.

Tao is the law of the operation of heaven and earth, and a new formation will inevitably cause changes in heaven and earth.

"Chaos, the place where the world is confused, this is the beginning of all kinds of vitality, and it can also be called the end of all kinds..."

"Life and death are one, development and end are one, and from the beginning to the end, there may be evolution..."

"The body of chaos has the ability to control all kinds of energy and carry all kinds of methods..."

……

Yang Jue analyzed himself, and finally came to a rather subtle conclusion.

Wulao, Siyu, Sanqing, these three different paths, he seems to be able to walk?
"If you practice the 'five old ways', you will abandon all ways and only practice chaos... If you practice the four ways of controlling, you will control all dharmas and ten thousand ways, and combine all ways to control them..."

With the rise and fall of each thought, Yang Qiu became more and more clear about his future.

"Birth and death, from beginning to end, opening up and ending... Minghe this way and practice it, perhaps, is the way of the three cleans!"

Call ~
Suddenly a cold wind blew, and the branches of the ginseng fruit trees swayed.

Under the tree, Yang Ju has gone with the wind and traveled to another time and space.

... Something went wrong yesterday, and it will be fixed today.There are four thousand words!