The first cause of all realms

Chapter 746 Surviving the inheritance of the end of the kalpa! (two in one)

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A crane rang through the sky, and in the sea of ​​clouds, Yang Jian, who had received the identity of "Subduing Yao Sanren", looked around in all directions in the sea of ​​clouds, looking as far as the eye could see.

However, with his current vision, he couldn't even see the edge of this giant mountain in the open sky.

"call!"

After a long time, Yang Jue sat down cross-legged and let the white crane soar, propped up the real handle and opened the many books he had collected these days.

Martial Saint Yicheng, the identity he chose was much higher than before, and this demon-subduing Sanren even had a white crane mount. He traveled thousands of miles and traveled all the villages and towns he perceived.

"Longevity Mountain Blessed Land..."

This is an ancient scroll, written in unknown animal skins, on which are also ancient Taoist texts, Yang Jue looked at it quietly, and matched it with what he knew one by one.

He didn't know what blessed land and cave sky first referred to, but in this ancient scroll and what he obtained in the Nine-Nine Profound Kungfu Realm, they all pointed to the word 'avoiding robbery'.

It is also known as the "sacred place to avoid robbery", "the place to cross the robbery", and "the boat on the other side".

According to legend, any one of the blessed lands and caves is formed by the ancient gods and Buddhas taking the place where the spiritual energy of the world gathers as a guide, and combining many Dao fruits and magic weapons.

The blessed land of Longevity Mountain is no exception.

According to this ancient scroll, the blessed land of Longevity Mountain here was originally the cemetery of a great supernatural being "Wanshou Taoist" before the Eight Tribulations.

Later, it was refined into a blessed place by an ancient god with great supernatural powers, and it is an excellent place to avoid disasters listed in the 72 blessed places.

"Fudi is attached to heaven and earth, but independent of heaven and earth. Only in this way can we find a glimmer of life in the catastrophe..."

In the ancient scrolls, the records are actually not very detailed.

Who opened up the blessed land of Longevity Mountain, and what powers it has, did not mention it at all, but it was the only scroll he found that mentioned the view of the five internal organs.

According to its records, the view of the five viscera is the original core of this blessed land, and it was also banned by the ancient god, a taboo place.

"Forbidden place..."

Yang Yu's heart moved slightly, and he suddenly remembered the book "Journey to the West" that he had acquired a long time ago.

I took out the extremely weird travel notes from the mustard space, and flipped through them. It was the chapter about Longevity Mountain.

'The three burials lift up the sacred mountain, and the five viscera temple suppresses the magic life! '

Moshou!

Corresponding to the two books, Yang Jue seemed to be aware of it, and started to study the travel notes from the third burial of the demon monk from the beginning.

On the surface, this is just a story of a monk named 'Three Burials', surrounded by his four apprentices, who traveled westward to seek scriptures.

But if you read it carefully, you will find that what is recorded in this half volume of travel notes is the only process in which the three-buried monk practiced his way on the road and wanted to join the five ways of "God, Immortal, Buddha, Demon, and Demon". .

This travel book is only half a volume, or even far less than half a volume. Roughly speaking, only five stories are recorded in it.

In addition to "Wu Zang Guan Nei Zhen Mo Shou", there are also "Chechi Kingdom Fights against Taoism", "Heifeng Mountain Seven Buddha Teachers", "Jindou Mountain invites to fight against all heavenly stars", "Lion Camel Ridge and the Kingdom of Demons" .

After careful calculation, it also coincides with the five types of Dao of "God, Immortal, Buddha, Demon, and Demon".

"It's a pity that I can't find any other fragments. It's really hard to speculate too much with only this half volume, but..."

Turning back to the chapter on Longevity Hill, pondering over the words on it word by word, Yang Yu couldn't help but move slightly in his heart:

"Suppressing Moshou, suppressing Moshou, if the three-burial monk really wants to suppress the corpses in Longevity Mountain, then,
Is Qingfengmingyue the tomb guard or the guardian? "

With this thought turned around, Yang Jue felt a little enlightened.

If his thoughts are true, then...

"If the guardian wants to get rid of his duties, he must be able to break the methods of the three buried monks. Qingfeng doesn't seem to be able to do it, so Mingyue can't do it if he thinks about it!"

Accompanied by the long cry of the white crane, Yang Jue reached the limit of his entry this time, and withdrew from the five zang organs recipe.

"Mingyue, I'm still at the Five Viscera View!"

With this thought in mind, Yang Jue's heart was settled.

If he is really asked to search for Longevity Hill, which seems to be a small world of its own, then it will be really troublesome.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Yang Jue was about to retreat, when suddenly his heart moved, and he beckoned to fetch the map of the clear water and cold pool.

This picture can be regarded as his greatest gain in the recipes of the Five Viscera Temple. With the spirit qi in this picture, he does not have to spend years collecting spirit qi like other great masters, and he can even worship the alchemy jiao scissors every day.

"what?"

Taking a random glance, Yang Jue's heart skipped a beat, and he saw behind the picture of the clear water and cold pool, the echo that seemed to come from the "Tai Yi Gate":

"Are they still alive?!"

……

……

Huhu~
The strong wind engulfed the snow all over the sky, whistling back and forth in the extremely cold world, taking away the last ray of temperature on the ground.

This is a world of ice and snow.

Down to the earth, up to the sky, and even the bright sun, all seem to be shrouded in thin ice fog, appearing ethereal.

In the vast white world, there are dozens of people walking in it, in the wind and snow, they are as insignificant as ants.

cold!
Really cold!

A gust of cold wind blew past, taking away the trace of warmth that was so hard to cover, Xu Changsheng couldn't help but whine in his heart.

Tightly wrapped in animal skins, his teeth chattered uncontrollably, his thoughts diverged, and he had endless yearning for the ancient times with four distinct seasons recorded in the books.

According to legend, before ancient times, there were sun, moon, and stars in the sky, and the seasons changed throughout the year. It was inherently fierce in winter and hot in summer.

But that was already a long time ago.

"Uncle, come back!"

In the team, someone finally couldn't help but speak.

It was a rough-faced man who looked about 40 or [-] years old, but Xu Changsheng knew that this man was actually only sixteen, and he was his clan brother, named Xu Kaishan.

"Yeah, go back to Master Uncle, it's really too cold..."

The group of people couldn't stand the wind and snow for a long time. Some people spoke up and joined in, and the noise finally alarmed the Taoist in front of them.

In the blizzard, this Taoist was also wearing thick clothes, which looked rather bloated. When he turned his head, ice crystals hung under his nose:

"To shut up!"

Gan Ping let out a low snort, his face full of hatred:

"As a disciple of my Taiyi Sect, how can I be afraid of this mere wind and snow? Ah Choo..."

Xu Shi spoke too quickly, and two streams of snot sprayed out with ice crystals, causing the faces of the juniors in front of him to turn red.

"Bastard!"

Gan Ping's complexion was also flushed, his whole body became hot, and he shook off the frozen snot. He gritted his teeth:
"The mountain gate has been closed for more than half a year. If we still can't find food, then..."

He wanted to say that the uncles and ancestors might starve to death, but after thinking about it, these words were too disrespectful, so he swallowed them.

"Yes, but in this world of ice and snow, how can there be any food..."

Xu Kaishan had a mournful face.

The wind and snow were too strong, and they only relied on the 'Bigu Pill' for many days. This thing can only guarantee that you will not die of hunger, but it is just that you will not die of hunger.

He was cold and hungry at the moment. He was in good health, but he was about to be unable to bear it.

"Master, Ice Bear!"

Suddenly, Xu Changsheng pointed not far away, and a thin white bear seemed to be attracted by their voices, rushing over with red eyes.

"Master is right. As the temperature rises, there are indeed frozen beasts revived!"

Gan Ping's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward suddenly, and then, this contemporary true disciple of the Taiyi Sect was knocked to the ground.

"Uncle Master!"

All the disciples of the Taiyi Sect exclaimed in surprise, and then rushed forward, and were rushed away by the white bear.

"Naughty beast, you dare to sneak attack the Taoist master!"

Gan Ping almost vomited blood from the collision, and it took him a while to recover. He blushed, yelled, and pointed forward:

"Execution Immortal Sword, kill!"

His voice was full of spirit, but the flying sword hanging behind him didn't show much face, it shook for a long time before jumping up and bumping into the white bear.

……

After a hard fight, everyone was injured, and when the white bear died out, Gan Ping also fell on his back and was too tired to get up.

"It's a lie, it's all a lie... What kind of flying sword, one finger, thousands of miles to kill..."

Helping his panting master up, Xu Changsheng was slandered in his heart.

Since the day he joined the Taiyi Sect, he has heard a lot about the power of his own sect, about the power of gods and demons before ancient times, about the friendship between the patriarch and gods and Buddhas, about the great supernatural powers, and about the unparalleled Taoism.

but……

"Take it and go back!"

Gan Ping regained his strength and waved his hand.

More than a dozen elite disciples of the Taiyi Sect started their hands one after another, each dragging the rope, and dragged the white bear weighing several hundred catties to the direction of the mountain gate.

I don't know how long it took, until all the disciples of the Taiyi Sect were exhausted, and far away, the mountain gate of the Taiyi Sect also appeared in front of everyone.

Here is also the place with the least wind and snow.

The faint sunlight reflected the light of the snow, illuminating the road ahead. It was a majestic and sacred giant mountain.

The fly in the ointment is that at this moment, this sacred mountain is facing down, falling upside down in the boundless snowfield.

A group of people looked up from a distance, and they could still see the beautiful palaces and palaces hanging hundreds of feet high, the holy land of fairy mountains...

However, the real Taiyimen residence is just a very simple courtyard located in the middle of several small villages.

In total, there are only thirty people, and twenty are too old to serve...

"Master, master! Junior brother is back, he, he caught blood food, caught blood food!"

From a distance, seeing Gan Ping's head held high, the small courtyard where the Taiyi Sect was stationed erupted, and a dozen or so old Taoists struggled to get out with the support of several disciples.

A group of seasoned Taoists who hadn't eaten meat in a long time went up to him without any reservations.

"What kind of style, what kind of style!"

The grey-haired old man walked last, seeing this scene, he couldn't help being furious:
"Just a little bit of blood food has caused you to lose your composure?! The face of the patriarchs of my Taiyi School has been completely thrown away by you!"

Gan Shanyue was furious, scolded, stretched out the wooden crutches, and beat each one on the head, but seeing the white bear, she couldn't help but feel like thunder in her stomach.

"Go, go clean it up, give half to the folks, the rest, it's best to make bacon..."

After scolding a group of disciples, the old Daoist Gan Shanyue coughed several times, distributed Bai Xiong, and finally called several disciples to him.

"The wind and snow outside are much smaller?"

He was very anxious about it.

"Returning to Master, it is indeed much smaller. As you expected, there are indeed traces of wild beasts. Besides the white bear, there are also suspected traces of snow wolves..."

Gan Ping respectfully.

The person in front of him is the most senior patriarch of the Taiyi Sect. He also made a desperate decision in the endless snow disaster. At the price of the Taiyi Mountain, he cast a taboo technique, froze the world, and protected them.

It was also he who was the first to wake up from the forbidden ice, broke the ice that sealed them with his crutches, and awakened them.

"Sure enough, sure enough..."

From the corner of his eye, Xu Changsheng saw that his ancestor's body was trembling, as if he was extremely excited.

"go Go."

The two wanted to ask, but Gan Shanyue didn't want to answer, so she waved her hand and let them go down.

By himself, he staggered back to the small courtyard.

Near Taiyi Mountain, there was very little wind and snow. Although there was no green in this small courtyard, it was not cold either. A few old men squatted under the old trees and played chess.

"Play chess, play chess!"

Seeing these old guys, Gan Shanyue trembled with anger, raised her crutches, and beat all the old people and ran away with their heads in their hands.

After a while, Gan Shanyue was extremely tired and stopped out of breath, and several old men also made it to the ground.

"Brother, what can we do if we don't play chess? This shit has no reaction at all!"

Pointing to the sacred mountain above their heads, several old men were completely open:

"In your room, there are a lot of Dao fruits, but what's the use? Don't talk about fruits, even Dao skills, we can't use them at all!

Yes, the blizzard seems to have subsided, but don't forget, those ferocious beasts frozen in the snow, monster beasts, are about to recover..."

"Wait to die, wait to die!"

"Don't think about Taiyi, thousands of generations, you can still survive, we really can't survive..."

"Death is death, I admit it!"

……

All the elders were almost red-eyed.

Gan Shanyue was trembling all over, but he couldn't refute, he just squeezed the crutch again and again:
"I'm too unique..."

Looking at the leaving juniors, Gan Shanyue finally couldn't hold back the tears, and then wailed loudly:
"Patriarchs, disciples, disciples are incompetent, incompetent..."

Behind the closed gate of the small courtyard, Gan Shanyue cried so much that his heart was broken. He was ordered to activate the forbidden technique in his prime when he was in distress.

During those countless years of being frozen, he never gave up, but at this moment, he felt a sense of despair.

He has endured so much until now, until he is about to die, but still...

After a long, long time, he wiped away his tears, and returned to his room numbly. The small room was full of piles.

Those are the Taoist books, ancient scrolls, classics that fell from the sacred mountain, and the 'Dao fruit' that he dug out from the iceberg bit by bit.

"Is there no hope?"

He muttered to himself, stroking the ancient scrolls one by one, and finally, he picked up a volume of Daoist scriptures, which was left by the ancestor Xu Shengyang.

"...The catastrophe goes from top to bottom. Gods, Buddhas, immortals and demons will hardly escape. Only the unrealized, under the blessing of the heaven and earth, may have a chance of survival..."

"This old man is incompetent, unable to protect the inheritance of his disciples. He can only use this to save his life, to join the blessed land, and to leave a glimmer of life for future generations..."

……

After the familiar book was opened, it was the patriarch's explanation of the blessed land and cave. Gan Shanyue had read it countless times, but she still studied it word by word.

Cave Heaven and Blessed Land is the only possible and effective way to avoid catastrophe recognized by immortals and Buddhas before the end of catastrophe.

Before the end of the catastrophe, all the blessed lands and caves in the world are rooted in the world, absorbing spiritual energy, and strengthening themselves, but after the end of the catastrophe, they all leave the world, like solitary boats, wandering in the unknowable interlayer of heaven and earth middle.

In this way, avoid robbery.

Gan Shanyue didn't know what the outside world was like at the moment, and she didn't know whether she and others had survived a long calamity.

But even after the catastrophe, there is still a layer of despair that cannot be overcome.

That is, how to let the blessed land of cave heaven come to the heavens of the universe again.

There are no spiritual springs and spiritual roots in the blessed land of the cave, and the spiritual energy in it will only decrease day by day, and in the end, everything will wither.

If they can't come back again, even if they survive the robbery, they will only die once.

But, he has run out of energy.

He didn't even have the strength to climb the Taiyi Mountain. The distance of hundreds of feet was already insurmountable for him with a mortal body.

And the world from now on will become worse day by day. In other words, he can't even 'leave it to future generations to solve'...

"In the end, is it all in vain?"

The deep despair made him, who had gone through the catastrophe, a little unable to stand, and fell on the Taoist book that he regarded as a treasure.

boom!
The accumulated Taoist scriptures and ancient scrolls almost overwhelmed him, and Gan Shanyue just wanted to take a long sleep without the desire to struggle.

He is too tired.

But suddenly, he turned over and sat up, and saw the yellowed scroll in the depths of the piled ancient scrolls.

"This scroll..."

With cloudy eyes lit up, Gan Shanyue sat up suddenly, took the scroll in her hand, turned it over, and looked to the back.

The ancient, strange and familiar Daowen appeared before his eyes.

Those are the words left by the ancestor Xu Shengyang, to his teacher Xu Cun, and even himself...

Looking at this article, in a trance, he seemed to have returned to the past.

At that time, he was only in his twenties, and when he was in danger, he was ordered to take over the position of head teacher of Taiyi Sect, and he also got this scroll.

Once, he once had great hopes for this object. The great immortal at the other end of the scroll once passed down a Taoism called "martial arts", which allowed several generations of ancestors to capture the spiritual energy when the spiritual energy was extremely thin. , and then promoted to ten capitals.

However, after the spirit qi dissipated completely, many of the ancestors in the sect committed suicide, and he triggered the taboo technique of the Taiyi sect under dejection, freezing everything, waiting for the right time.

Until then...

Seeing the scroll again, for some reason, hope suddenly rose in his heart, and his trembling hands suddenly turned to the back.

"This is?!"

……

……

"They are still alive?!"

In the Cauldron of Gluttony, looking at the last words on the scroll, Yang Ju was momentarily dazed.

He never expected that the words that he felt at that time would be echoed many years later.

But how is this possible?

The Supreme Unity Sect actually survived the end of the calamity and passed on to this world? !
Recalling the struggle and despair of the thousands of generations of Taiyi sect masters, Yang Yu fell into a deep shock for a while.

That is, the great calamity that destroyed the ancient times and countless legendary gods fell. This Taiyi Sect...

[Disciple Gan Shanyue, I beg the Great Immortal to save me from the Taiyi Sect! ! ! 】

On the scroll, a new Daoist text appeared.

"Gan Shanyue? That's right, he is the last headmaster of Taiyi Sect, is he still alive?"

Looking at those two lines of Daoist text, it took Yang Ju a long time to come back to his senses.

"The Taiyi sect has been passed down for so many generations, and there are many masters in the sect...they can't solve it, how can I save it?"

Slightly hesitating, but still unable to bear the curiosity in his heart, Yang Jue considered and considered before replying:
[How to save? 】

On the other side of the scroll, there was a long silence before the Daoist text appeared, and the font fluctuated violently, showing the excitement of the person.

only……

"There is no spiritual energy in the world, and Dao fruits, supernatural powers, and Dao techniques are all ineffective. How can we, with our mortal bodies, be able to cross hundreds of feet into the sky?"

He read the Daoist text on the scroll one word at a time, and Yang Ju was a little surprised for a moment.

That's it?

According to legend, the great god opened up, inherited for countless tens of thousands of years, and even survived the catastrophe. The problem that cannot be solved is actually...

"There is no spiritual energy in the world? Where is this Supreme One Sect?"

Yang Yu was puzzled in his heart, but after thinking about it, he answered:
[The few martial arts I passed on to you all those years ago were lost later? 】

"Martial arts?"

Gan Shanyue on the other end was stunned for a long time before carefully answering:

"What the Great Immortal passed on, is recorded in the sect itself, but I can't wait to go back to the mountain gate at this moment... Besides, without spirit energy, can that Taoism called martial arts be practiced?"

After sending out a long question, Gan Shanyue was exhausted to the extreme, without spiritual nourishment, it was extremely difficult for him to write a sentence.

What made him even more disturbed was that there was no response from the other side.

'A Taoism called martial arts...'

Seeing the questions on the scroll, even though Yang Jue had a great heart, he couldn't help being speechless for a long time.

Did you say so yourself?
He was a little dazed, and turned back silently, until he found the part where he passed on the martial arts from a few sects including Yiqi Jue.

Sure enough, he only mentioned that martial arts can capture spirit qi, but he didn't mention that martial arts are not Taoism.

But isn't this common sense...

Only then did Yang Ju realize that for him, martial arts are not Taoism, which is of course a matter of course.

But before ancient times, there was no such thing as martial arts...

Turning his mind, Yang Jue considered his tone and responded, but he didn't have the intention of explaining at length, he just said:
[Martial arts practice does not require spiritual energy...]

In the end, a few martial arts were added, which was different from the cautious temptation last time.

This time, Yang Ju chose the most comprehensive and easiest set of martial arts from the superior martial arts he had learned.

Yang Ju didn't respond for a long time, Gan Shanyue on the other side was anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

Fearing that he would be negligent and offend the Great Immortal over there, he anxiously rummaged through a pile of Taoism and ancient scrolls, and finally found one.

"Even if it is a great immortal, it will be useful, right?"

Carefully flipping through the Daoist book, Gan Shanyue struggled to respond word by word, when suddenly the Daoist text flashed out on the scroll, she couldn't help but tremble all over.

"A Taoism that can be practiced without the need for spirit energy?!"

Gan Shanyue's mind was blank.

"What kind of great supernatural being can develop a Taoism independent of spirit energy?!"

The huge shock caused him to erase most of the answers he had written...

"Well, how do you return the gift, so that it is worthy of Daxian's Taoism..."

　The title of the book "The End of Difference" Introduction: In the end of the day, people drifted to the point of losing contact, spent seven days with the succubus, and cured the male protagonist's internal friction.

　
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