The first cause of all realms

Chapter 324 The Great Master of Buddhism (Part [-])
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It was snowing heavily, and the borderland outside the Great Wall was the most bitterly cold. A cold wind blew through, taking away all the remaining warmth.

In the forest-like barracks, a group of soldiers are still in their armor. Although there are few battles in the middle of winter, they have to guard against them.

"What a heavy snow..."

Yu Liang stood on the height of the barracks, looking at the surrounding fields, he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Thanks to Wei Zhengxian's decisiveness, after the quick cleaning, the Dali Army Pass saw that there was nothing to gain, so they stopped. If it wasn't for the heavy snow, they should have returned to the pass.

"Auspicious snow heralds a good year. With such a heavy snowfall, it will be a bumper harvest year in the future."

Wu Changbai took a step behind and echoed the words.

He had been in the barracks for several months, and although he hadn't gotten involved in any battles, he had gotten acquainted with Yu Liang and the others anyway.

It's just a pity that he is still not among the candidates recommended by the military.

"Captain Wu seems to be very relaxed?"

Yu Liang glanced at him, her tone neither salty nor light.

At the beginning, he was very optimistic about Wu Changbai, because of his family background, talent, and personality, he was very advantageous in the army.

It's a pity that at that banquet, he was too eager, and he didn't like people who were too utilitarian.

Although he himself lived in the army, a person like Yang Yu who has no reputation for fame is more in line with his temperament, rather than this Colonel Wu who is good at drilling camps.

"Where, where."

Wu Changbai's smile was a little stiff, but he didn't care about Yu Liang's indifference. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a gust of wind howling.

A plumed eagle flew over from a distant mountain, and landed on Yu Liang's arm not long after.

"This is?"

Wu Changbai was startled and suspicious, when he saw feathered hawks coming after him, he glanced at them, maybe there were seven or eight of them, he was a little dazed.

In order to prevent Lingying from being intercepted, it is not uncommon for him to use several Lingying for a message, but this is a bit too much.

Where did something big happen again?

Yu Liang ignored him and took off the letters from Lingying one by one.

"It's time to come, sooner or later."

Yu Liang sighed, turned and left, and headed for the Chinese army tent.

In the large tent, Wei Zhengxian didn't wear his armor, but only wore a thin long gown, holding a scroll in his hand, and was reading carefully. He didn't raise his head when he heard footsteps and calls, and only responded lightly.

"General..."

Yu Liang entered the tent and bowed to salute.

"Mr. Yu is here."

Wei Zheng first put down his book, smiled slightly, and politely asked him to sit down.

"I am guilty."

Not only did Yu Liang not sit down, but he even made a long bow, apologizing for himself.

Wei Zhengxian shook his head slightly, not taking it seriously: "For your friend, what is your fault?"

"I can't hide it from the general."

Yu Liang smiled wryly, knowing that Wei Zhengxian knew about the seizure of the letter, he probably didn't want to accept the letter...

"Actually, Mr. Wei has saved all his letters by withholding all the letters..."

Wei Zhengxian looked calm:
"Forget it, this problem still needs to be faced."

Yu Liang stepped forward silently, and handed over two letters that were not repeated. Seven or eight feathered eagles plus some before, actually sent only two letters.

"Troublesome..."

Wei Zhengxian sighed:
"My lord had a lot of support back then, almost counting as Wei's half mentor, his face, logically speaking, should be given, but..."

Tapping the table lightly, Wei Zhengxian also seemed to be a little hard to make a decision, he looked at Yu Liang, and seemed to have a question.

Yu Liang understood what he meant, and knew even more that Wei Zhengxian had already made up his mind, but he still couldn't help sighing:
"Nie Wendong is devoid of conscience, Ling Chi is not wronged, Yang prison has done a lot for us to cut off Xiao Zhan..."

"Unfortunately, someone wants him to die."

There was regret in Wei Zhengxian's tone, as if he had made a decision.

"General, you can ignore it."

Yu Liang's face tightened slightly.

"Mr. Yu is a smart person. You should know that at this very moment, the document to replace me may be held by someone else. I don't care, but the livelihood of hundreds of thousands of brothers in the army..."

Wei Zhengxian remained silent, but still threw out a wooden box.

"This is... the Renyuan Great Pill?"

Yu Liang's eyes widened, did he really ask for it?
"This general has always been rewarded and punished. This 'Renyuan Great Pill', you send this general to Pingdu Mountain. He is not injured, so give him..."

While the words were booming, Wei Zhengxian stood up with his sleeves full, and an eagle's cry came down from the sky:

"You go on a goshawk, I ride a dragon horse! Whether it is life or death, let's see his fortune!"

Yu Liang was moved, turned and left.

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dong dong dong~
Yang Jue pressed his heart lightly. In fact, the moment he approached the mountain wall, he felt the extraordinary beating of the Gluttony Cauldron.

It was like a glutton that was about to starve to death, seeing the delicious food on the table, the beating was so violent that Yang Jue almost thought it was going to jump out of his chest.

Such a violent beating was the first time.

Above the cliff, there is a hole in the sky, among the clouds and mist, the entire mountain peak has been cut off by a small half, and there are faint strands of mist.

"Is this stuff really an ingredient?"

Yang Jue rubbed his chin, feeling really surprised.

But he didn't rush forward, but stopped and waited.

At the foot of the cliff, Daoist Yun was still in shock. He first went down the cliff, then hesitated for a long time, and after a careful divination, he found that there was no danger, so he gritted his teeth and climbed up.

"you……"

Before Taoist Yun stood still, he saw the red flying fish robe fluttering in the wind, and his heart skipped a beat.

It's not that he was surprised that Jin Yiwei would come here, but that this man's aura is so strong that it's unbelievable.

Shuiyun Guan has been in decline for many years, his martial arts can only be said to be average, and it is a bit of a coincidence that the true strength is concentrated, but he has a strong sense of hexagrams.

The moment he saw this person, his heart was filled with a chill, and he felt that he was standing with his hands behind his back, like a mountain lying in front of him, which forced him to have difficulty breathing.

"Could this be Jinyiwei Qianhu?!"

Daoist Yun's pupils shrank, but before he could speak, the mysterious man in a black robe and hood covering his facial features appeared behind him like a ghost, and a cold palm landed on his shoulder.

"Talk about it?"

Yang Ju turned around, with a half-smile.

His eyesight is naturally excellent, even though the sky was just bright and covered by mountains and forests, he still saw the movement of the old Taoist shaking the tortoise shell.

That seems to be a hexagram technique that has been widely spread among the warlocks of the quack, called immortal guidance.

"..."

Glancing at the apprentice who was forced to the edge of the cliff by the black dog the size of a calf, Taoist Yun's eyelids trembled, and he forced a smile:

"Whatever adults want to know, the little old man knows everything."

"Tell me about this fairyland illusion?"

Yang Yu smiled.

From the expression on the old man's face, he could guess that he must have some understanding of this fairyland, or the teacher in the door had experienced this fairyland.

Otherwise, with his martial arts, he might not be qualified enough to have access to information about the Immortal Illusory Realm.

"This……"

Taoist Yun saw sweat on his forehead, which he naturally didn't want to say.

"Yang only wants to know the origin of this fairyland, and is not interested in its secrets. You can choose some unimportant things to hear."

As soon as Yang Jue waved his hand, the living dead backed away, and the big black dog bared its teeth, and also backed away slowly.

"This fairyland..."

Dao Yun breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't believe the person in front of him. His eyes signaled his apprentice to retreat from the cliff, and he said just now:

"The imaginary realm here is the legacy of a supernatural being more than 2000 years ago, not the legendary gods and demons..."

Seeing Yang Yu's expressionless face, Taoist Yun continued after a pause:
"That man with supernatural powers is suspected to be left by the first ancestor of Zen Buddhism, and it seems to be the spirit of this first ancestor of Zen Buddhism who taught the law to subdue demons back then, and was remembered by the world..."

"The first ancestor of Zen, Master Bodhidharma?"

Yang Ju was slightly taken aback.

There are too many specious places in the past and present life, such as Qinhuang, Bazun, Tanghuang, Ming Dynasty, etc., including the first ancestor of Buddhist Zen.

Buddhism is widely spread, and there are legends about this great Zen master, in fact, there are no less than immortals and demons.

It is said that this great master came across the ocean to spread the Dharma to the world, and there are many deeds of him subduing demons and eliminating demons. Of course, it is impossible to know whether he subdued demons or eliminated demons.

"My lord has learned that this little old man only knows so much about this fairyland illusion."

Taoist Yun clasped his hands together.

This is the limit of what he can say, if there is anything else, he won't even say it.

He was already ready to face the storm, but who would have expected that the person on the other side didn't seem to have the slightest intention of embarrassing him, and instead of saying anything, he led the living dead into the clouds and mist.

"Is this gone?"

Daoist Yun was startled for a moment, looked left and right, and it seemed that he had really left, so he called Yadi's apprentice to come up.

Mu Shaoyou climbed up and down, exhausted enough, this time he came up, out of breath.

"Then Jin Yiwei, are you leaving?"

"gone."

Daoist Yun was certain in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything more, and the voice of the sound transmission was not high:

"The fantasy world of immortals and demons here is related to the first ancestor of the Zen sect 'enlighten the Tao and subdue the dragon'. You listen to your master's instructions, and hold the Buddhist beads I gave you before, and grab the relics you ask for..."

Mu Shaoyou couldn't spread the word, so he nodded repeatedly and followed suit one by one.

"So what if we take a step first? This fairyland is the private property of my Shuiyun Temple!"

Taoist Yun sneered in his heart.

The two waited for a long time, then suddenly heard the whistling air again, their hearts tightened, they hurriedly put the beads in their mouths, clutched the relic tightly, and rushed into the clouds and mist.

Whoosh!

Surrounded by clouds and mist, Yang Jue saw the movements of the master and the apprentice. Although he couldn't hear the sound transmission of the two, he could see something from their actions.

"Prayer beads? Relics? The little old man doesn't seem to be lying. This fairyland is indeed related to the first ancestor of Zen Buddhism, the Great Master Bodhidharma?"

Yang Yu thought silently in his heart.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of the wind approaching in the distance that he made up his mind to leave the living dead outside to hide, and stepped into the wisps of mist with the big black dog who never left.

The moment Yu stepped into it, Yang Jue aroused the purple gold gourd, and a ray of light flickered out of it.

But it is the fate I got from the eyeless monk,
【Da Che Da Wu (Light Gold)】

　Thank you for your support, today is still the third watch, let’s have a meal and continue to code.

　
(End of this chapter)