The first cause of all realms

Chapter 709 Good Fortune!

A strange stone is also a stone...

Yang Ju touched his chin, thinking.

Compared with the triumphant advances in martial arts, the progress of supernatural powers is too slow, and the supernatural powers of melting gold and refining the body are especially slow.

Over the years, he didn't know how much power he had absorbed from the mysterious stone, but this supernatural power was still a step behind Erzhong.

However, besides the empty valley stone and the profound stone, he should be able to absorb the power of many strange stones.

This blue sky stone...

Huhu~
Reflecting the lingering flames in the mountains and forests, the Wanzai Qingkong Mountain glowed with glistening light.

On both sides of the estuary, hundreds of people stared at this strange stone that is said to contain good fortune. Many people were a little short of breath, and even approached a few steps unconsciously.

But when he saw the black-clothed swordsman standing in front of the boulder, he immediately felt a basin of ice water being poured down, and his greed disappeared immediately.

"The Stone Monkey with Seven Apertures..."

Touching this boulder lightly, his hands felt slightly cool, Yang Jue concentrated on his perception, and could faintly feel the gaps in the middle of this boulder.

Outside the embryo, a honeycomb-like ventilation structure is formed.

If there is any spiritual energy transformed by this place, it will turn into a piece of light blue, containing vigorous vitality, watering the embryo.

It's a pity that there is no fluctuation in the embryo, it seems to have...

"Amitabha."

The old monk Xu Jing approached a few steps, and other monks also approached one after another, looking closely at the strange stone recorded in the patriarch's classics.

This strange stone is nine feet high and low, and it looks as huge as a small mountain when viewed from a close distance.

"So big?"

A monk exclaimed, and looked at Yang Yu with horror.

The material of Wanzai Qingkong Stone is special, it is many times lighter than ordinary bluestone, but even so, such a huge object must weigh at least tens of thousands of catties.

Lifting one arm on the sea, throwing it dozens of feet away...

What kind of inhuman power is this?
All the monks were terrified.

The physical strength of blood-changing warriors is comparable to that of ordinary people, and the horizontal training of Buddhism is well-known all over the world. There are many strong people who can single-armed four elephants present.

but……

"Buddha's elephant throwing is nothing more than that, isn't it?" '

The killing monk with a crown-like face couldn't help feeling a little gritty.

"Thank you King Yang for your help..."

After a moment of silence, another old monk stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and bowed to thank him.

Yang Jue was concentrating on his perception, and had no time to answer the old monk.

He didn't feel bad about Dachan Temple, but he didn't forget that these old monks had assisted Zhang Xuanyi.

"Amitabha……"

Seeing that Yang Ju didn't answer the question, the old monk felt a little nervous, but after hesitating for a moment, he still gritted his teeth and said:
"This ten-thousand-year blue sky stone is the object of the patriarch's enlightenment. If it is possessed by evil spirits, the consequences will be disastrous. Here, the poor monk, thank King Yang for his help..."

"Ok?"

Hearing these words, Yang Ju just turned around and glanced at the group of monks lightly.

His gaze may not be sharp, but many monks, including the old monk Xu Jing, couldn't help but look away, not daring to look at him.

"What did you say?"

Asked lightly, Yang Ju said that he didn't hear clearly.

"call!"

The old monk felt hairy when he was watched, Xu Jing also reacted and pressed his hand, but the old monk gritted his teeth:

"The poor monk said, thank you Master Yang for your help..."

"When the road is rough, draw your sword to help. It's nothing at all, but if you insist on thanking..."

Yang Yu interrupted him:

"Kowtow!"

call!
There was a sudden silence along the banks of the river.

Including the four great masters of Buddhism such as Xujing and Jielu, the hearts of hundreds of monks trembled, and what's more, they subconsciously aroused the truth.

An invisible breath permeated both sides of the strait, even Taoist Yun's master and apprentice, who were far away, felt scalp numbness and difficulty in breathing.

"Yang..."

The old monk's body trembled, his face turned red, he was angry but dared not to be angry, and he dared not speak, a mouthful of blood was almost spurted out of his mouth.

At this time, a hand was placed on his shoulder: "Brother, your heart has been hurt by the evil spirit..."

Taking a step forward, Xu Jing sighed in his heart, but he had no choice but to speak:
"King Yang's kindness to help, everyone in the Zen school is grateful for his kindness, but this blue sky stone is the object of the patriarch's enlightenment, and the senior brother cares about it, so he will be chaotic. Please calm down, King Yang..."

As soon as he stepped forward, the rest of the monks also seemed to have a backbone. They stepped forward one after another, without saying a word, but all looked at the Wanzai Qingkong Stone.

"so what?"

Yang Yu asked back.

"I also ask King Yang to raise your hand high, don't take this blue sky stone, the patriarch can't do without this stone..."

Monk Killing put his hands together and said calmly.

"Which one is it?"

Yang Jue's eyes turned, and he saw the rebooting monk, his face softened slightly, and his tone was a bit calmer:
"It turned out to be an eminent monk from Fulong Temple..."

"Benefactor Yang, long time no see."

The rebooting monk sighed inwardly, but stood up anyway.

"After so many years, the little monk has become a great monk!"

Yang Jue smiled slightly, and the dignified atmosphere on both sides of the strait had just dissipated.

"Thank you..."

The rebooting monk smiled wryly, but his heart relaxed.

Among the people present, no one knew the person in front of him better than him. If he made a move, no one would survive here except himself.

"Old monk, who do you say is this ten-thousand-year blue sky stone?"

Yang prison asked again.

"Back to King Yang, this thing is the enlightened thing of Patriarch Bodhidharma..."

The old monk Xu Jing replied.

"is it?"

Yang Jian glanced at a group of great monks, and asked again:
"Everyone has a lot of meritorious deeds, and you have sharp eyes and ears. So, who will tell me, what did the tree demon call me before?"

"Um?!"

As the voice echoed, the expressions of many great monks on both sides of the river, including Xu Jing and Jie Sha, all changed.

The Dryad shouted...

boom!
Stamping his feet and shaking the ground, under the horrified eyes of the crowd, the ten thousand-year-old Qingkong Stone like a hill trembled suddenly, and was held up by him with one hand.

Under the great shadow, Yang Jue calmed down, bearing the weight of the boulder, and strode away:

"Yang still has important things to do, please go ahead."

"Ancestor..."

Xu Jing's face trembled.

The tree demon roared before, and he had doubts in his heart. Hearing Yang Ju's words now, his heart sank.In the end he sighed dejectedly, and he didn't speak, and all the monks dared not stop him in the slightest.

He could only watch helplessly as Yang Jue left with the Wanzai Qingkong Stone in his hands.

"Ancestor..."

Under the firelight, Xu Jing's expression was complicated, and there was sadness in his eyes.

Since the rise of Hanging Mountain more than a thousand years ago and the separation of Dachan Temple, the former ancestral land of Zen Buddhism has no longer been as grand as it used to be. Now, the temple is full of tens of thousands of monks, with only a few masters, and only two great masters.

Compared with Fulong Temple, which has only 18 people, it is only one line stronger.

This time he entered the illusion, what he wanted was to find the lost Bodhidharma Sutra and the Ten Thousand Years Blue Sky Stone.

But now...

……

……

call!
Walking on the boulder, but there is no deep footprint under one step.

Using the power of ten dragons and ten elephants to perform the secret art of Buddha throwing images, Yang Ju's strength at this moment is already the best in the world.

Although the blue sky stone is heavy, it is far from his limit. However, this stone is too huge, and the movement during walking is too huge.

Walking along the way, I don't know how many wild beasts and poisonous insects have been disturbed.

Yang Ju crossed the stream, walked through the mountains and forests, and stopped in front of a certain forest at night.

"call!"

Putting down the boulder, Yang Jue picked up firewood to start a fire.

By the campfire, he sat quietly and adjusted his breath. Based on his perception, he naturally noticed the monks of Dachan Temple following closely behind him, but he only shook his head slightly.

Taking the name of Bodhidharma, he is naturally not good, and he can't do anything to other people's disciples and grandchildren in front of the ancestors.

call!
Yang Ju suddenly turned his palm over, and a strand of golden thread emerged from his fingertips, but it was the Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu that he had hidden in his body for many years.

Over the years, relying on devouring the blood, gold and iron residues in his body, this little thing became more and more miraculous. Once it appeared, the whole mountain forest became silent, and the buzzing of mosquitoes disappeared.

"Go."

With a snap of his fingers, he flicked the restless little guy into the forest and let him hunt for poisonous insects by himself.

"This stone monkey with seven apertures..."

Turning around, staring at the blue sky stone with the eyes of the sky, Yang Jue was concentrating, but felt that there was no fluctuation in the embryo, and it was obviously lifeless.

"Is it because the tree demon is so powerful? Or, it was not conceived in the first place?"

Turning his mind, Yang Ju felt a little pity.

Before ancient times, stone spirits were also the rarest of all races. Any stone spirit raised by heaven was a foreign species that could set foot on the road of immortality and Buddha.

Unfortunately, because of its extremely difficult achievement and its own rarity, it disappeared for many years before the so-called end of the catastrophe came.

hum!
While thinking about it, Yang Jue's palm was already attached to this boulder, and he used the supernatural power of melting and refining the body.

Over the years, he has never stopped collecting strange stones and iron, and even collected a lot of strange stones.

It's just that it doesn't catch his eyes.

With Qingtian in his body, he does not need strange stones to increase his physical strength, but pursues the strange power contained in strange stones.

Such as the original magnetism of Xuanshi, and the Nawu of Konggu Stone.

And the empty bluestone in front of him...

"Conceive!"

At the moment when strands of qi, invisible to ordinary people, entered his body and spread slowly, Yang Jue's eyelids trembled, feeling exhausted.

In a trance, I felt that my mind was completely surrounded by water waves, and I felt like returning to my mother's body, a sense of relaxation that I had never had before.

wow~
There seems to be the sound of water flowing in the ears and bottom of the heart.

This rare sense of relaxation made Yang Jue a little intoxicated, but fortunately he was mentally strong, so he soon woke up and began to choose a place to accommodate this energy mechanism.

There is a limit to body refining.

For any kind of strange stone to enter the body with the power of gold and iron, it is necessary to choose a place to carry it. For example, the empty valley stone, he chose the right palm.

For Xuanshi, choose the skin membrane.

As for the place where the empty bluestone is held, along the way, he also had a choice...

"Acupoints!"

Yang Yu's heart was slightly settled.

The strands of green energy have already passed through his palm and entered into various acupoints, one, two...

pat!

At a certain moment, Yang Ju's mind suddenly trembled, and he felt as if his mind had touched a layer of diaphragm.

This is,

In the lingering green air, one could faintly see that it was a stone monkey curled up like a baby with azure body.

(End of this chapter)