The first cause of all realms

Chapter 763 Yang Prison's Body Reflection!

The soul is the spirit of a person.

Among them, the soul is yang, and the soul is yin, carrying all the spirit and imprint of a person.

The incompleteness of the soul is far more terrifying and irreparable than the incompleteness of the physical body, because what is lost is not only one's own memory, but also the source.

The three elements return to one, the practice after being promoted to the rank of Martial Saint is called the five internal organs, but in fact it is still the soul.

The reason for using the name of the five internal organs is because the soul is stored in the five internal organs, the heart stores the spirit, the lungs store the soul, the liver stores the soul, the spleen stores the mind, and the kidney stores the essence.

This is also the key point for the further degeneration of the three elements of spirit, energy and spirit.

Similarly, if the physical body is still there, one can still swallow the elixir and transform the five internal organs to make up for the injury of the soul. In the case of only the soul, it can be said that there is no cure for the stone.

"Replenishing the soul, replenishing the soul, it stands to reason that the Zhenxie seal has the power of tempering the soul and transforming the yin god, so it should also be able to make up for the wounds of the soul..."

Seeing the unconscious man of truth in the Zijin Gourd, Yang Jue didn't know what to do, but he had no choice but to grit his teeth and try.

Ji Dao Kuixing is the master of manipulating ghouls, but what he is best at is devouring ghosts, not treating them.

But at this moment, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and try, at least, it wouldn't be worse than it is now.

hum!
With a thought, the Suppressing Evil Seal was already glowing, and the purple gold gourd trembled slightly, opening the gourd's mouth.

Yang Ju's spirit was highly concentrated, and he carefully guided the soul of the man of truth to walk between the two Dao fruits.

Over the years, he has done many similar things, and he has completely refined the soul of Liansheng's old mother, but at this moment it is not for refining, but for repairing.

Therefore, he was tense and had no confidence.

hum~
The purple gold gourd vibrated slightly, spewing out strands of mist, which was the residual soul power left after the Zhenxie Seal sacrificed to the God of Refining Caotou.

Yang Ju's spirit was tense, but unexpectedly, the process of integrating these soul powers into the broken soul body of Taoist Zhenyan was easier than he imagined.

Without the slightest exclusivity, it's as if...

These are the incomplete souls of the Taoists of the Word of Truth? !

"This is the split soul of a real person? Is there such a coincidence?"

During the fusion of soul power, Yang Jue only felt his heart tremble.

In a trance, unexpectedly, during the flow of soul power, various images seemed to emerge in my mind.

Among the mountains and above the big river, the young man of truth, wearing white clothes and holding a sword, walks around the world, happy with kindness and hatred, very free and easy and heroic.

Until later, I met the person who swam with his arms...

……

Outside the room, Lin Daoren remained motionless, and the stone statue seemed to stand there for seven days and nights, blocking everyone, including Qin Si, from the door.

Zhao Kun watched eagerly, but he didn't dare to go forward, so he could only lead a group of senior brothers to wait together.

It wasn't until the eighth day after the door was closed that Yang Ji's tired voice sounded in the room:
"Senior Lin, come in."

"Master..."

Lin Daoren's body trembled, and he pushed open the door cautiously. His spirit was tense until he heard a familiar voice, and the big stone in his heart fell to the ground.

"Lao Qi, thank you for your hard work."

"Master!"

In the dim room, the figure of the man of truth was very illusory, but he walked out from the locust tree.

Lin Daoren wept with joy.

After the catastrophe, when the master and apprentice reunited, no one would bother them. There were many people waiting outside the house, but when Yang Qiu waved his hand, they all dispersed.

Two years of exhaustion broke out under great grief and joy. After talking for a long time, Lin Daoren couldn't bear it any longer, so he forced himself to go back to his room and fell asleep.

"Real people."

Yang prison stepped forward to salute.

"Little friend saved me again."

The voice of the man of truth is still very illusory, without a body, and it is actually not easy to communicate with strangers.

"What did the real person say? If you hadn't sacrificed your life to break the seven-in-one of that old demon, the younger generation would have been unable to escape the old demon's means."

Yang Jue wiped the sweat from his forehead:

"It's just that there is no physical body..."

As the change of the sky is approaching, the soul can survive in the world, but without the body, even if the man of truth is a martial sage, he is like a rootless duckweed, which can survive for a while, but it is difficult to survive forever.

In fact, the same is true.

Under Tongyou, his fate is in chaos.

"Pity the Life and Sacrifice Seal..."

The man of truth didn't care, he was in a very peaceful state of mind without the severe pain, and he floated in front of Yang Yu, and after only a glance, he already understood his state.

"You, already a martial sage? But you haven't become ten capitals, and you have won the sacrificial seal for her 3000-year cultivation?"

Every time he uttered a sentence, the man of truth frowned further, and at the end, he wrinkled his brows.

"That old witch's Taoism practice is superb, I am very lucky to be able to kill her, but this sacrifice mark cannot be avoided no matter what..."

Yang Qiu didn't hide anything, and told all the causes and consequences.

The battle in Dingyang City, even now, when he thinks about it, he still feels extremely dangerous, the strength of that old hag is beyond imagination.

It was a bit of a fluke to win.

"3000 years have changed, even if you are a pig, your achievements will not be too bad, let alone a genius like her..."

Seemingly evoked by the past, the man of truth sighed slightly:
"Taoism is not comparable to martial arts. Martial arts has reached the end of the road to martial arts, and it is difficult to explore further, but Taoism is not like this...

It's a bit of a fluke that you can win. "

He knew the old woman very well, so he naturally knew more about the thrilling fight behind Yang Ju's brief words.

"good."

Yang Yu nodded.

Twelve ranks, there is a saying of the limit in the world, since ancient times and 3000 years ago, it seems that there is no clear proof that anyone's martial arts and Taoism surpassed the twelve ranks.

But even if they are both in the twelfth rank, superior Taoism is often stronger than superior martial arts, not to mention, Taoism has the ability to complement and superimpose.

When different types of Taoism complement each other and superimpose, they can often explode with power beyond the limit of ordinary Taoism.

Just like the twelve Taoism techniques that the old woman urged at the end.

If it wasn't for the lack of spiritual energy, his flesh and blood would have been evaporated at that moment, and his black iron skeleton couldn't bear it either.

"Fortunately, although she dabbles in martial arts, she doesn't think much of martial arts. The 3000 years of practice are naturally far more than any martial saints in the world, but there is no qualitative change, otherwise..."

Turning around Yang Prison, Taoist Zhenyan's brows eased:

"You're physically strong, not inferior to Zhang Xuanba back then, but you can try your best to fight against it, just wait for Xiao Si's supernatural powers to be promoted..."

He is very familiar with Liansheng's old mother, and his grasp is very accurate.

"A land of three states, with the great fortune of hundreds of millions of people gathering, there is no problem for Xiao Si to complete the ceremony. Maybe she can take the opportunity to ignite the fate chart. At that time, it may not be impossible to expel the seal of sacrifice, and even turn harm into benefit." ..."

"It can only be so."

Yang Jue groaned as he spoke, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

Two years later, he gradually got used to the tearing pain that collided in his body all the time, but from time to time, it was still difficult to suppress, and his blood was churning.

"Compared to this, it is you who have not yet become a capital city, and you were a Martial Saint first, which has a greater influence on you..."

While speaking, the old Taoist couldn't help but sigh:

"At that time, you hadn't become a grand master yet, and the distance was still far away, but the old Taoist forgot to warn you..."

"Things in the world are always difficult to go as one wishes. Since the choice is made, the younger generation knows the pros and cons, and will not regret it."

Yang Yu was very calm.

"In the past few years, you have changed a lot. This mentality reminds the old man of Henry Zhang back then."

The truth talker has some appreciation.

No one is born to be calm, looking at Yang Jian who is now in front of him without changing his face, he can't help feeling a little turbulent in his heart.

"The real person is absurd, how does this junior compare with Lord Zhao?"

During the conversation, Yang Jue didn't stop his breath adjustment, and at this moment he let out a mouthful of turbid air, and his pale face showed a tinge of blood:
"According to ancient legends, the root cause of the success of a martial sage is that it is difficult to achieve ten. It lies in the achievement of a martial sage, such as the promotion of ranks, and it is difficult for one body to accommodate two ranks..."

These days, Yang Jue is also thinking about this issue while healing his wounds and cultivating, and being in it, he naturally feels more deeply than anyone else.

Now, he has already determined the source of the saying 'Become a martial sage first, then ten are difficult to achieve'.

It is because of the achievement of Martial Saint, which is almost equivalent to his refinement of another rank.

This can be seen from the fact that the three major fruits in his body are becoming less and less active.

"good."

Hearing what he said, the man of truth could not help but frown:

"Are you going to give up this body of martial arts? No, unless you completely abolish the foundation of your body of martial arts, otherwise, it will not work at all.

What's more, no one has ever tried this. If you abolish martial arts, you still can't achieve ten capitals? "

"Twenty years of hard work and hundreds of thousands of bloody battles have honed this body of martial arts. How could I give up?"

Yang Qiu got up and paced in the dark room. In front of the Taoist, he was very frank and told his plan.

"Avatar?!"

The old Taoist couldn't help but be surprised when he heard the words:

"Incarnation is a supernatural art, which is only available at extremely rare ranks. Do you possess such supernatural powers?"

"It's not very accurate to talk about incarnation, but it's not too bad..."

Wiping away the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, Yang Jue spoke slowly, while his mind returned to the acupoints through the zhenqi flow.

In the wisps of mist, the stone monkey with seven apertures was ups and downs.

This is not just a natural stone monkey with no sense and no thought, but also the reflection of his choice of "transformation".

It can temporarily carry its own martial arts!
"You, are you sure?"

After quietly listening to Yang Qiu's plan, even though he was in the state of mind of a man of truth, he couldn't help but feel a little terrified:
"You have become a martial sage, and the foundation of martial arts is connected with life. If one is bad, you can't even be a ghost..."

"Of course I won't act recklessly."

Yang Qiu knew the worry in his heart.

But of course he won't make fun of his own life. With the cauldron of gluttony, he can try it in the recipe until he is absolutely sure.

"Think carefully, don't rush it..."

The man of truth warns.

"Junior understands."

Yang Yu nodded and pushed open the door.

At this moment, the night has receded, the dawn is dawning, and a round of red sun rises in the sea of ​​clouds:

"Calculate the time, guests, it's time to arrive."

　Tomorrow morning I'm going on a long trip to Shaanxi... My uncle is getting married, I'm almost fifty, and I'm getting married for the first time, so I have to go anyway... Good night, good night.

　
(End of this chapter)