The first cause of all realms

Chapter 656 The Bullhead!

hum~
Quiet and silent, endless and boundless, this is the trace of the sea of ​​laws in the depths of the soul of the master of supernatural powers.

Here, you can see the ups and downs of the sea of ​​stars, and the circulation of stars inside, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

In Yang Yu's induction, that one, which has the aura of Kuixing, but seems to be a 'star', lights up little by little.

The difficulty of the third step of enlightenment lies in finding, not in burning, because the rank map and the fate map are two sides of the same body, and the first step for any supernatural master to obtain the Tao fruit is already preparing for this moment.

"If you want to win the position, you must first accept the weight."

At this moment, enlightenment flooded Yang Jue's heart.

Dao Fruit is the quintessence of heaven and earth, the crystallization of the convergence of laws, and if people want to obtain the importance of Dao Fruit, they must move closer to it.

Just like Kuixing, who takes catching ghosts and subduing demons as his bounden duty, if the master of supernatural powers wants to advance to the rank of Kuixing, he must perform his bounden duty on his behalf.

Call ~
Thoughts arose in Yang Ju's mind, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

Zijin Tunsha Treasure Gourd has never been as busy as it is today. Walking through the ten-mile cemetery, it is already full of all kinds of ghosts.

With the movement, the light on the life map became more and more intense, and finally, at a certain moment, it reached a critical point.

boom!
In the darkness, the stars shine brightly, and in an instant, even the Xinghai itself loses its light and disappears from existence.

The endless starlight streams down, most of which are the experience and knowledge of the supernatural powers and ranks of the supernatural power masters of the "heaven and earth" two kings.

Although it only stopped before the Ten Capitals, it was still extremely complicated, and it was impossible to digest it all for a while.

However, as the starlight flowed down, he also gradually understood, knowing the mystery of the last step of the four steps to becoming an immortal.

Go up to the stars, go down to the netherworld.

The leader of the extreme way has the strengths of the two leaders of heaven and earth, but is beyond the two.

And if you want to refine this level, you need to gather the directors of the 'Two Chiefs of Heaven and Earth'...

"Yang, Hero Yang..."

Suddenly, a weak and timid voice, but with a hint of hope, drifted down the wind.

"Ok?"

Yang Yu came back to his senses.

In the dark wind, not far away, behind a simple earthen grave that didn't even have a lot of tombstones, incense sticks and paper money, there was an old woman's soul timidly poking her head out.

This call, she did not know how much courage she summoned, after calling out, she curled up again, shivering in the dark mist.

"Old man, do you recognize me?"

Yang Yu was a little surprised.

He has seen many people who died physically but lost their minds, but all of them are grand masters who are three-element-in-one.The old woman was obviously an ordinary person.

Moreover, it is an ordinary person from a very poor family, no matter what, there is at least a monument in the tomb with a radius of several miles. If there is no stone monument, at least a wooden monument must be erected.

As for her, she was alone in a small bag of earth, but from some paper money in front of the grave, it could be seen that she was not a lonely ghost.

"Really, it's Hero Yang!"

Hearing the response, the old woman behind the earthen grave was surprised and happy, walked out of the earthen grave, and bowed down with tears:
"Old lady Wang Li, a few years ago, you came to Yanzhou City to quell the chaos, donated porridge, and saved the old lady's life. How could the old lady not recognize you?"

Recognizing Yang Qiu, the old woman's fear dissipated, she thanked her a thousand times, and bowed down again and again.

"Yang is ashamed, he came late."

Picking up the old woman, Yang Jian sighed in his heart.

Behind the nearly [-] solitary graves are nearly [-] fragmented families. In the past two months, the crying inside and outside Yanzhou has hardly ceased for a single day.

Involuntarily, he felt extremely murderous towards the instigator behind the scenes.

"God wants to take our lives, who can do anything?"

The old woman wept sadly:
"I just have pity on my son. Since then, I've been alone in this world, without any support..."

"Old man, your son..."

While speaking, Yang Ju subconsciously felt the book of life and death, and on it, the life of the old lady also appeared.

He knew that the old woman's son was so poor that he couldn't afford to buy a tombstone after his mother died. Unexpectedly, her son was actually a rich man...

"The old woman's son is very promising. When he was young, he became an apprentice for others. After decades, he has practiced a good cooking skill. Now, he is the shopkeeper of the 'Baiweilou' facing the street..."

Speaking of her own son, the old woman's spirit improved a bit.

In the rambling, there are excitement, sadness, memories, and more, but I still miss it.

The family is poor, gathering less and leaving more, called apprentices, but in fact prostitution, the old lady said, but in fact Yang prison knows better than her.

"Yanzhou City is densely populated, and souls are hard to come by..."

After a little thought, Yang Jue summoned the ghost baby and asked him to find a locust tree heart where the soul could live, but he didn't want the old woman to wave her hands again and again, and then returned to the grave.

Not long after, the earthen grave cracked, and the old woman brought out a silk scarf with difficulty:
"Hero Yang, this silk scarf was left by the old woman's husband. She has never left her body for decades, and after death, she always lives in it..."

"This scarf?"

Guiying took a step back in shock: "Abang's breath?!"

"Abang?"

After turning his thoughts for a while, Yang Jue finally realized, and a stream of light appeared in his eyes.

[Ingredients: the skin of ox head and abang]

【Level: Jiuyao】

[Quality: Poor]

[Evaluation: The ghosts and gods of the Yin Division died in Youming, Niutou Apang, who was guarding one of the Yin Division's ranches, failed to be promoted to 'Yan Luo' in the final robbery, died on the ranch, and when he died, the blood of the gods was drained, and the soul was destroyed, leaving only one skin]

[Refining can be obtained: the god-species 'Ox Demon', the true figure of the ghost artifact 'Broken Soul Fork'... etc.]

[The Cauldron of Gluttony has insufficient energy storage and cannot be refined]

Niu Tou Ah Pong? !
Yang Jue's eyes narrowed slightly.

According to ancient legends, there are eight envoys in the Netherworld, and Niutou Apang is one of them. In terms of duties, Niutou seems to be far behind the judge.

But this is just a ghost job, the judge has the power to hold the book of life and death, and his status is respected, and Niutou Apang, according to legend, is the general who guards the gate of ghosts.

Its prestige has spread throughout the worlds of Yin and Yang, and it is by no means an easy generation.

Moreover, it can only be seen from the records that this Niutou Apang seems to have the qualifications to be promoted to Yan Jun, and from the rank of the ingredients, it can be seen that if it is not for the last robbery, he can almost succeed.

This is no small matter.

As far as he knew, in the Netherworld, headed by Emperor Fengdu, he was in charge of the six realms of reincarnation, judging the life and death of all living beings, even in ancient times, he was an unrivaled giant.

Under its jurisdiction are the three great government lords, the five ghost emperors, and the ten kings of Hades, who are also known as the vicious kings of the Yin God.

This bang...

"Can you touch this? Master, your luck is getting better and better!"

The ghost baby's nose fluttered, and its eyes were a little red.

As a little ghost, he is very sensitive to the aura of ghosts and gods. Although the aura on this page of silk script is so thin that he can't detect it unless he gets close.

However, it can still be faintly sensed that the aura of Ah Bang on it is of extremely high essence, and it may not be said that there is something mysterious about it.

"Hero Yang, do you recognize this silk script?"

Glancing at the ghost baby in horror, the old woman handed the silk script directly to Yang Yu without hesitation:

"Before she was alive, the old lady received your kindness, and she was worried that she could not repay her. If you don't dislike it, I will give you this silk book..."

"I just ask you to walk around for me and tell the old woman's son that under the locust tree in the small courtyard, there is a gold bracelet that the old woman bought when she got married. Let him open it up and melt it into a pair of jewelry for his daughter-in-law..."

"You should keep this silk book for yourself. Yang only takes a strand of spirit from it, and it won't hinder your old life..."

With a touch of his finger, Yang Jue returned the silk script to the old woman:
"As for your son, you should tell him yourself..."

"Why, how do you say it? Strangers can't see old women..."

The old woman was a little at a loss.

"To dream."

……

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In the dead of night, the sky is full of stars.

In Yanzhou City after the curfew, there were cries from time to time. Wang Liu, who was half asleep and half awake, gradually fell asleep when he heard the cries.

In the dream, he seemed to have returned to the past.

Before I can remember, my father has already gone out to spread the word, leaving only the mother and wife to depend on each other, but this world is difficult, orphans and widows, how can there be any way out?
His father hadn't heard from him for eight or nine years, and the family's foundation was cheated away by various means. As a last resort, he was sent by his mother to a tavern as an apprentice.

That was the beginning of his decades of nightmares.

Craftsmanship is the foundation of life. How can it be easy to learn from others?

Washing feet and emptying the urinal, washing clothes, catching lice, beating shoulders and backs and rubbing thighs, he tried his best to compliment him, but he still couldn't escape all kinds of beatings and scolding.

If only that was the case, he would endure it.

But the ugliness of that life, the unmarried chef in his 50s has long been mentally twisted, and he...

He still remembers how he went home crying, but was sent back humbled by his mother...

"Mother, do you think the child can't stand beating and scolding..."

In his sleep, Wang Liu unconsciously burst into tears.

Waking up from the dream, he still couldn't stop crying. In the tears, he seemed to see his old mother who had been dead for many days.

She shed tears:
"Mother doesn't know that you have been wronged like this, it's mother's fault, mother's fault..."

"Mother, your daughter-in-law is carrying the baby on her back, outside, outside..."

The mother and son cried in each other's arms.

Outside the paper window, in the bright moonlight, under the locust tree, Yang Qiu watched quietly.

Mrs. Wang Li, even after death, still misses her own son, but Wang Liu, who is in great pain, has already forgiven his old mother, otherwise, she would not have moved back to the old yard alone.

"Is this Tommy?"

Guiying looked at it curiously.

In folklore, there are many stories about ghosts dreaming, but in fact, it is impossible for most ghosts and spirits to do so.

Ghosts and people are like water and fire, if they approach forcibly, they will only lose.

Yang prison ignored him, he was only thinking about supporting Wang Li's dream, and he was thinking about sensing the new 'ingredients'.

At his current state, he can easily do many things that are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Tomeng, the same is true.

If we say that the unity of nature and man is to find the vein and frequency that suits you in the vast world with your own spirit.

To dream is the spirit of two people, which resonates on a certain level.

The "soul-absorbing technique", "soul-moving technique", and "charm technique" in the Jianghu are fundamentally based on this principle.

"Let's go."

At a certain moment, Yang Qiu turned around.

"My lord, what's buried under this locust tree is probably not just a gold bracelet, maybe the dao fruit of the bull's head..."

Yang Ju's footsteps stopped, his sleeves opened wide, and the ghost baby was rolled back:

"The ritual of the bull head, you and I can't bear it..."

　I went out to play with my wife and children today, and the code words in the hotel were really tormented. Today is only one chapter. Sorry, everyone, I will make it up later, not painting cakes.

　
(End of this chapter)