The first cause of all realms

Chapter 460 Yin-Yang Great Grinding Disc!
them? !
"who are they?"

"them……"

In the bronze mirror, the old man's expression changed slightly:
"Between life and death, there is great terror. The more high-ranking you are, the more arrogant you are, the less you can tolerate your own aging and death.

However, the limit of longevity cannot be interfered by non-human beings. Throughout the ages, there are only a handful of people who can live for 200 years.

But this refers to the normal situation..."

"You mean, there are still abnormal situations?"

Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat.

"Although the old Taoist doesn't know how they did it, there are probably some people who 'excuse their lives' to survive. The old Taoist knows such an old monster..."

old monster? !
Yang Yu was startled, this Daoist himself is the master who has lived for 400 years, he can be called an old monster...

"Back then, the old Daoist was young and energetic. He could not see the Liansheng sect bewitching people's hearts. In a moment of enthusiasm, he entered Dayan Mountain with his sword. For three days and four nights, he did not know how many hundreds of people were killed..."

The old man's understatement skipped the killing, and his voice became dignified:

"In the depths of Dayan Mountain, I met an old monster. She was self-styled, eating people, and prolonging her life.

He said that he was friends with Lu Chen, and he discussed the Tao with Bodhidharma. He seemed to be very old, but he was kind and kind, but in fact he was very fierce! "

Pity students teach?
Old woman? !
Yang Jue's heart skipped a beat.

He suddenly remembered the old pig raising woman he saw in a glimpse when he first refined the Jiu Niu Er Hu recipe many years ago.

Is it...

"This old monster can live longer than me. In 400 years, I have seen her at least three or four times. The first time I saw her, she was very old, but I am almost dying of old age, and she is still very old..."

As the old Taoist said, he suddenly sneered:
"However, when I suppressed the remaining pages of the book of the underworld, I also brought Dayan Mountain in, combined with the 72 talisman formations formed by the luck of the earth, even if it shocked her to death, it was enough for her to spit out all the food she had eaten all these years !"

Yang Jue clicked his tongue when he heard this, he didn't know what else to say except for saying that the Daoist is mighty.

Just be vigilant in my heart, if there really is a way to prolong life by cannibalism in this world, then maybe more than one old monster will survive?
"However, there are also hidden dangers. For more than 1000 years, every time the illusion is opened, there will be evil obstacles from the Liansheng Sect coming in from Dayan Mountain, killing them all..."

The old Taoist did not hide his dislike at all, and he was happy and angry:
"You have assumed the status of an old Taoist this time. You can learn the martial arts in the Hanging Mountain, but after learning a few, you have to kill a few evil people taught by Liansheng!"

"Junior understands."

Yang Ju's eyes brightened slightly, which was right for him.

Da Da Da~
With the sound of knocking on the door, the color in the bronze mirror faded, and before Yang Jue could ask the third question, the old man waved his hand and disappeared.

"Master."

The door opened, and Mr. Lin Er walked in slowly.

Compared with the slovenly Taoist, this Mr. Lin Er looks very good, under the half black and half white Taoist robe, his body is well-proportioned and slender.

His facial features are thin and thin, with long beard under his jaw, sword eyebrows and starry eyes. Although he is over sixty years old, he has a calm and unrestrained taste.

"Ah."

Yang Qiu really couldn't figure out how the pair of master and apprentice got along with each other on a daily basis, so he could only talk as little as possible.

This Mr. Lin Er, he also has an impression.

The most outstanding figure among the first generation of the seven Xuankong sons, after the sloppy Taoist feigned death and escaped, he is the new head.

He doesn't have the peerless martial power that overwhelms the times like his teacher, but he takes on heavy responsibilities and is the leader of the martial arts world. He is by no means an idle person.

His talent, temperament, and martial arts are also a temporary choice, but the light of his teacher is so bright that it seems dim.

"This is the cheat book you asked for. Some of the brothers are reading it, and I brought the rest for you."

Lin Er respectfully put down the classics.

Although he was puzzled, as a disciple, he naturally would not question the master, and after bowing down, he turned and left.

"Excuse me..."

In the room with the door closed, Yang Jue tapped the table and fell into deep thought.

Unlike Bodhidharma, who was born as an ascetic monk, this Taoist master has a temperament of being a teacher, and he has learned a lot from talking.

Especially the understanding of the Four Steps of Martial Saints and the explanation of "Martial Dao Will" benefited him a lot.

only……

"It's no wonder that the Liansheng Sect has been suppressed throughout the dynasties, and it can survive for thousands of years. There are still such 'old monsters' in the Sect..."

After a long time, Yang Ju shook his head, cleared away his distracting thoughts, and picked up the classics on the case.

Today's Hanging Mountain naturally doesn't have the background that will be the best martial arts millennium later, but it is by no means comparable to ordinary sects.

Now that he has the promise of the old Taoist, he will not enter Baoshan and return empty-handed.

"A Renyuan Great Pill is enough for me to practice hard for several years, but it is still not enough to light the fire. However, compared with the pill, I need to practice quietly at this time, consolidate the foundation, and accumulate the foundation."

Scanning the classics on the case, Yang prison thought in his heart.

Wu Sheng has four steps, none of which can be surpassed, even if he thinks that he has the same combat power as a grand master at this time, the realm is still insurmountable.

Baijing Melting and Casting is not only a fusion of all kinds of energy and martial arts, but also a key node for the fusion of energy and blood.

Without going through this step, he who is as strong as he is now, only has internal energy, not true energy.

Without true energy, it is impossible to penetrate the hundred orifices, and there is no foundation for penetrating the profound entrance and unifying the three elements of essence, energy, and spirit.

"Qi and blood blend, and all dharmas return to one."

What Yang Jue was reading was the Xuankong Mountain's secret martial art 'Taiyin Wuji'. Although he couldn't learn this internal refining method, the essence of it could be absorbed.

The basic martial arts of Xuankong Mountain are "Chunyang Gong", "Taiyin Wuji", "Sun Wuji" and "Tai Chi Magic".

Among them, the Taiyin is internal training, the sun is external training, the unity of Yin and Yang manifests the true energy, and all the orifices are connected.

After hastily flipping through the two disciplines of internal and external martial arts, Taiyin and Taiyang, Yang Ju picked up the "Yin Yang Wuji" that he was most concerned about.

This door records the mystery of the 'fusion of qi and blood'.

"The fusion of energy and blood, the fusion of hundreds of classics..."

Any martial art has its own unique force-generating skills. The more martial arts a person practices, the more complex the strength in his body will be.

Therefore, the real family members with solid background, the true disciples of the martial arts sect, can only learn so few martial arts.

Yu Fengxian, Qi Gang, Yu Lingxian and others are all like this.

The purpose is to reduce the difficulty of melting and casting Baijing.

Why do the strong get stronger and the weak get weaker?
Because, when the scattered people are still apprentices for a low-level martial art, the true inheritance of the real great power is already preparing for the casting of the classics.

"Renren Zhang is worthy of being the founder of a sect with a profound influence for thousands of years. This school of Yin Yang Wuji alone is enough to be comparable to any divine skill in later generations!"

As he flipped through the pages, Yang Jue's eyes became brighter and brighter.

He has been practicing martial arts for a short time, but because of the existence of the gluttony cauldron, the number of martial arts he has learned is more, more complicated, and the rank is far higher than any martial artist of the same rank.

Although this allowed him to take advantage of the martial arts, it also invisibly raised the threshold for him to forge all kinds of scriptures.

In the furnace of an ordinary warrior, there is only one main material, but he has more than three or five pieces?
Although there is a saying in the martial arts that the more martial arts you learn, the more powerful your true energy will be after being forged in hundreds of classics, but the difficulty is real.

And this Yin-Yang Wuji gave him great inspiration.

"Yin Yang Great Grinding Disc!"

Yang Ju closed the book, closed his eyes slightly, and deliberated on the tricks of this magical skill and the difficulties he might encounter in his mind.

After a long time, he stood up cross-legged on the couch, calmed down, and tried to condense a "Yin-Yang Great Grinding Disc" in his body.

hum!
With a slight movement of thought, Yang Jue's mind sank, and the viscera, meridians and even more subtle parts in his body were fully revealed.

The strands of internal energy were mobilized by him, and after traveling through the whole body, they returned to the dantian, but no longer wandered outward.

Instead, it stays in the dantian, where strands of strands gather and blend, and slowly rotate.

call!
Suck!
Gradually, there was no sound of flipping books in the room, only the sound of long breathing from time to time.

Listening to the indistinct breathing, Lin Er, who was outside the small courtyard with his hands down to protect the law, frowned slightly:
"Master, are you re-cultivating the 'Yin Yang Wuji Kung Fu'? Could it be that there are any flaws and omissions in this magical kung fu?"

……

……

rustle!

The fine sand slipped from the gap between the slender fingers, and the eyes of the people on the barren hill also followed the sand.

"Although it's not the first time I've set foot in the fairyland, it's incredible every time. What kind of power can create such an illusion?"

On the top of the barren mountain, there is a purple dress flying, her voice is clear and bright, like pearls falling on a jade plate, like spring water jingling.

"The legendary 'Dongtian Paradise' is nothing more than that?"

"Senior Sister Wushuang..."

As her voice spread, all eyes looking at her became blurred.

There is a kind of beauty that makes women feel ashamed and can't help but be attracted.

"Senior Sister, save me!"

At a certain moment, there was a whistling air current, and a pink figure broke through the air current, and ran up the mountain in embarrassment, before he could get close, a crying voice came over.

"Ok?"

The woman in purple turned around, her smoke was flowing, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in her black and white eyes, bright and deep:
"Save you? With Chief Rouge here, who can hurt you?"

"Sister!"

The pink-clothed girl's face was panicked, and the pear blossoms were raining.

However, before she could speak, an old and cold voice came from far away:
"Bitch!"

"Chief Rouge!"

Hearing this voice, the girl in pink panicked even more, but Feng Wushuang looked as usual, and replied:
"What is the chief executive's intention?"

call!
On another barren hill hundreds of feet away, the figure of a white-haired old woman suddenly appeared, and she coldly glanced at the girl in pink:
"Where's the Yutai Pill?!"

"Yetai pill?"

On the barren hill, all the girls exclaimed, the girl in pink trembled even more, and took out a bright red pill with a pale face.

The bright red pill, with a gloomy and cold aura, looks more like a lump of ice when viewed from a close distance.

Jietai pill is a kind of elixir that is extremely unpopular in the Liansheng sect. The use of this elixir, as the name suggests, is to form a fetus.

Anyone who takes this medicine, no matter men or women, will have dark knots in the fetus, and become a medicine man who provides energy and spirit to the fetus in the womb, which is very evil.

Most of the fetuses born will die, and only a small number will survive, and most of them are "ghost fetuses" with violent temperaments.

In the past, this was used to deal with apostate saintesses. Seeing this pill, everyone turned pale.

"The Jietai Pill made by the old mother?!"

Feng Wushuang flicked out a gust of wind, and the pill had already landed in her palm. She weighed it casually, and frowned:
"The holy daughter of the sect, her body must not be broken. The head steward wants to take the pregnancy-forming pill right away. Is it to destroy her life?"

Rouge's face darkened slightly, and she was a little apprehensive:
"If you want to get the book of the dead, you have to be a ghost. This matter is a matter that my mother told me, Wu Shuang, you want to intervene?"

"Using a ghost fetus to lead out the book of the underworld?"

Feng Wushuang frowned slightly:
"Could the chief executive be lying to me? What does the book of the underworld have to do with the ghost fetus?"

"Mingshu is not a book! Such a treasure can be transformed into any object in the world, including birds, animals, plants, trees and sand.

If you want to find this thing, the usual method is absolutely impossible! "

Rouge said in a deep voice:
"With the ghost fetus borrowed by outsiders such as us, and the treasure bestowed by my mother, it is possible to draw the book of the underworld..."

Her status in the religion is extremely high, second only to the Nine Great Elders, equal to the Chief Helmsman of the Seven Paths, and the status of the ordinary saintess is far inferior to her.

But among these people, the one in front of him is not included.

Although she is not afraid, but as one of the most outstanding saintesses of the contemporary era, she does not want to do more sins.

After all, even among the masters of supernatural powers, she is an extremely rare 'extreme' class owner.

"According to what you mean, does this ghost book have its own will? And can you tell us that we are outsiders?"

Feng Wushuang's eyes brightened slightly:

"That's pretty interesting."

"Senior Sister, help me..."

Seeing that she seemed to be interested, the girl in pink groaned, she would rather die than take the Jietai pill.

"Sister!"

The rest of the women also spoke out one after another, looking at the Jietai Pill with fear and horror, it was much scarier than any poison in the world.

Just imagine, a freak that devoured your essence, blood and bone marrow, and finally hollowed out you into a piece of human skin.

How terrifying is this?
"When my mother speaks, Wushuang dare not go against her."

Feng Wushuang didn't reply either, she covered her face with a fan, looked at Rouge on the other side of the mountain, a smile flashed in her eyes:

"However, Li'er's martial arts are weak, and her qi and blood are quite weak. The ghost fetus conceived with her blood essence may not be able to attract the 'Ming Shu'..."

"Yingli's martial arts are not fake, but these days, he has also taken a lot of pills to supplement blood essence. It is more than enough to conceive a ghost..."

The old woman frowned rouge, faintly impatient:

"The illusion is closed, you can't get in or out. If she doesn't accept Dan, who will?!"

"In my opinion, it's better to be taken by Chief Rouge himself! With your powerful energy and spirit combined with three elements, you must be able to produce the most perfect ghost..."

Feng Wushuang closes the folding fan:
"Old clams produce pearls, which is a beautiful thing in the world!"

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