The first cause of all realms

Chapter 627 The Nine Tribulations Piao Peng (Part 9)

Chapter 627
Boom!

The golden light was like a waterfall, the dragon soul stirred, and the head and tail intersected, bursting out a tooth-piercing piercing roar.

wow~
Yang Ju's ears and heart were filled with the sound of 'spiritual qi burning', but he ignored the pain in his heart, and watched with high concentration.

It can be seen that in the violent twisting of the golden dragon scissors, the actual ripples spread layer by layer, and this is no longer the fluctuation of the air flow.

Instead,

"Spatial fluctuations?!"

Space is not a mirror, and it will not be broken with one punch.

In fact, in the 3000 years of historical records, in the unofficial history and story books without written records, there is almost no one who can break the space.

Bragging, not so bragging.

Therefore, after being startled, Yang Jue has already realized that this layer of fluctuations, that is, the layer of invisible film between the picture scroll he is in at this time and the outside world's "fantasy", has been touched.

And in fact, it is.

Using the eyes of the sky to stimulate the seclusion, Yang Jue instantly captured the outside atmosphere that he had sensed in the moon shadow.

The invisible barrier is cracking!

call!
Yang Ju held his chest and straightened his back, his breath permeated his whole body, when the ripples reached the maximum, his heart skipped a beat, and he stepped forward suddenly!

boom!
Just like stepping through the Moon Shadow Passage before, Yang Yu's ears were filled with the sound of explosions, but what was different from before was that he could smell the aura of supernatural powers during this violent collision.

"It's really supernatural, it can be painted into heaven and earth!"

In the blink of an eye, Yang Jue grabbed the fallen golden scissors, and crossed the gap amidst the ripples spreading and the groans of the covered body!

At the same time, the little fox who was far away on the shore was pulled in together by the method of five ghosts.

boom!
In the next moment, everything dissipated into smoke, only the clear water cold pool was still rioting.

In the distance, the old fox let out a sigh of relief, feeling relieved and worried...

……

When Yang Ju recovered from his momentary trance, the first thing he saw was the huge mountain-like 'pen holder' lying across his eyes, with the dragon's blood stained on it, and half of his body.

"Jump out!"

Without any hesitation, in the illusion, Yang prison has no taboos, holding the little fox in one hand and the golden dragon scissors in the other, just following the fleeting ripples,

Jumped out of the scroll!
boo~
One step out, is the double world!

Yang Ju clearly noticed that the film covering him had disappeared, and his figure was also changing from extremely small to normal in a way that he couldn't understand at the moment!
When he got his feet on the ground, he turned around and looked, the pen that used to be as big as a mountain, and killed the demon subduing Taoist and the clear water and cold snake with a single click, was just a pen with no aura, ordinary. Yes, Langhao pen!

"ah……"

The scream of the little fox was caught by Yang Jue, without hesitation, he immediately knocked the little guy unconscious.

"This painting..."

Yang Ju turned around, with ripples in his eyes.

[Picture of Clear Water and Cold Pond: The Universe is twisted, and the sky is opened with one painting. 】

Really, just a painting!

Yang Jue narrowed his eyes and saw the writing on the upper left corner of the scroll:
"Xu Shengyang was impressed by his visit to Longevity Mountain, so he specially wrote a painting for Brother Lu to watch..."

"You, visit Longevity Hill?"

Yang Ju's heart sank, and he faintly had a bad premonition.

He originally thought that the real Longevity Mountain was located outside this picture scroll, but now it seems that it is not?
'It's just a recipe, should it be so complicated? '

This discovery made Yang Yu feel a little confused. What he originally thought was to break the shackles of the scroll, life and death were irrelevant, and replace his identity as a disciple of the Wu Zang Temple to find ginseng fruit.

but now……

"No wonder the second refinement node is to find the Five Viscera View..."

Rao Yang Yu's state of mind at this time, he also felt a little depressed. Compared with the first node, he could foresee that the second node would not be too easy.

Thoughts were turning in his mind, Yang Jue was not idle, looking at where he was at the moment.

This is a study room, not big, but it is full of places. There are a few paintings on the wall, and the bookshelves are full of books.
And on the desk, apart from this 'Picture of Clear Water and Cold Pool', there is also a book.

【Three Burials Journey to the West】

"Longevity Mountain, Journey to the West..."

Putting these two things together, Yang Jue couldn't help feeling a strong sense of déjà vu, subconsciously, he wanted to flip through the book.

Then, a moderate voice came from my ear:
"Little guy, it's not a good habit to rummage through other people's things..."

"Who?!"

Yang Ju suddenly turned his head, and the door of the study was being blown open by the strong wind, and behind him, there was a pair of bright eyes.

Call ~
With the addition of an invisible force, Yang Jue's heart sank, but he didn't resist, allowing the force to pull him out of the study.

The line of sight suddenly widened at this moment.

It's not the imaginary pavilions, pavilions, and deep courtyards, but the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the mountains are rolling!
Outside the study room was a huge mountain range that stretched for tens of thousands of miles. He was in a strange yet familiar mountain.

"This is, Monkey King Mountain..."

Yang Jue's heart skipped a beat, he forced himself to suppress the throbbing, and looked in front of him.

On the barren mountain, there are three people.

Dressed in white, the middle-aged man with a handsome appearance and a handsome face sat cross-legged and looked at himself with a smile.

Behind him, there are two half-grown boys, one is carrying a book basket, the other is holding a sword, like a school boy.

Among them, the sword-holding boy was clearly the one he saw last time, cleaning the study and crushing the clear water cold snake to death...

And the book basket carried by the other boy was suddenly opened. Could it be that it was the study he was in before? !
"Brother Xu is really good at making good fortune. The characters in the painting also have such wisdom and courage? It's a pity that they were born at an untimely time, and at the end of this calamity..."

Stroking his beard with his hands, the middle-aged scholar sighed inexplicably.

His voice seemed to have endless appeal, and with a sigh, the huge Ape King Mountain, the vegetation all withered and decayed.

Both the wind and the cloud became feeble.

Yang Ju felt his heart twitched, a great sourness surged up, and he almost lost his composure.

"The little guy is not simple, and he has not yet attained enlightenment, yet he can walk out of the painting?"

Looking at Yang Ju, the middle-aged scholar's eyes were bright, as if he could see through everything and see people's souls:
"Unfortunately, you were also born in the wrong era..."

Yang Jue's mind was spinning, but he still held his breath, kept his mind on his mind, and carefully asked: "Dare to ask senior, what do you mean by this?"

His calm surprised the two schoolboys, and they looked at him very curiously. If the middle-aged scholar was not talking, they might have already exclaimed.

"When Xu Shengyang painted this painting, although the world was also in ruins, it was much better than it is now. You came here so suddenly, did you not notice?"

The middle-aged man said lightly.

Ok? !

Hearing these words, Yang Ju felt the subtleties around him, and realized that the outside of the picture scroll was much worse than the inside.

The spirit of the same Monkey King Mountain is less than one-third of that in the painting, or even less!

"You can walk out of the painting. This is where your good fortune lies. Unfortunately, the outside is not the fairyland you imagined, but the imminent collapse. The end of the world..."

The middle-aged scholar's eyes were bright, reflecting Yang Yu's appearance:
"If you regret it, Pindao can send you back."

"Don't bother seniors anymore. Although the painting is good, it's just a painting. No matter how bad the outside is, I won't go back..."

Yang Yu shook his head.

When he came out this time, he completely consumed all the spiritual qi accumulated over a year. If he sent it back...

"When you paint on the outside, you can see the skin and bones but never see the heart. Xu Shengyang's painting of people is so true that Lu Mou can't match it."

Hearing this, the middle-aged scholar was also amazed, and the two bookboys behind him were even more amazed. Although they were well-informed, they also felt that the person in the painting was a little too calm.

Suddenly discovering that he is the person in the painting, normally speaking, shouldn't it be crying and hysterical?

Yang Qiu didn't know how many people were thinking, but he was indeed guarding his identity, but crying bitterly, he really couldn't learn it.

Even when he was about to starve to death, he stomped his feet and scolded the sky, bowed his head to eat dirt, and never collapsed like this. Of course, it may be because he was too hungry to cry...

"Dare to ask what the senior is called?"

"The lay family's surname is Lu, and the Taoist name is Chunyang. You can call her whatever you like."

Lu Shusheng seemed to be a little appreciative:
"You little brat, your temperament is quite in line with my temper, but unfortunately, I have important things to do, so I can't recruit disciples..."

While speaking, he beckoned, and the 'Clear Water and Cold Pool Map' had already been obtained, and he handed it to Yang Yu:
"This painting was made by a master. The landscape in it is lifelike, and it also contains a lot of spiritual energy. You hold it, and it should be enough to practice for a period of time..."

"Thank you senior."

Naturally, Yang Qiu would not refuse.

After all, after today, he will no longer be able to enter the painting under this person's nose.

"This mountain, named Yuanwang Mountain, belongs to the branch of Longevity Mountain. With this as the center, all the monsters with a radius of ten thousand miles have been killed by the poor Taoist. If you practice here, it's okay if you don't go out to the left or right."

Lu Shusheng waved his hand.

Yang Prison didn't move, but took the risk to stay and said, "Dare to ask senior, are you looking for the 'Viscera View'?"

"Oh?"

Lu Shusheng raised his eyebrows.

"The Journey to the West of the Three Burials, there are also..."

Yang Ju bowed slightly:

"In the study room, there is Journey to the West on one side, the 'Clear Water and Cold Pool Picture' on the other side, and the outside world is the Monkey King Mountain in the painting.

It's not hard to guess..."

"It's smart and intelligent, but unfortunately, you guessed wrong..."

Lu Shusheng shook his head slightly:
"The view of the five viscera is so easy to find. The poor came here to find someone, but unfortunately, he is not there..."

"Looking for someone?"

Yang Ju was startled.

"These old fellows are usually high above the sky, and it's hard to miss them, but at this time of year, I can't find any of them..."

Lu Shusheng sighed slightly.

Yang Ju's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help but think of the golden dragon...

"Live is not necessarily life, and death is not necessarily death. Everyone wants to die in life, but the poor want to do the opposite..."

While speaking, Lu Shu grew up and stood up.

His voice was clanging like a sword, it seemed to be speaking to Yang Ju, and it seemed to be talking to himself, or it seemed to exist in such a dark place.

"Here, go all the way north, maybe there will be something to gain..."

He took a deep look at Yang Ju, and before he could react, he disappeared on the cliff together with Er Tongzi.

Only the Taoist voice echoed:

"Nine Tribulations, Unpredictable, Unpredictable. There is no barrier in the vertical and horizontal lines, and there is nothing to do when you are still. Motion is color, hehe, motion is color..."

 Continue to code words, Chapter 3 will be released before one o'clock!

 
(End of this chapter)

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