The first cause of all realms

Chapter 774 A request from Yu Fengxian...

[Yang Tianyou: Ten capitals god-given ranking map (god), Montenegro land god (temporarily left)]

【The genus of the star god, the brilliance of good fortune】

【God Seed: Yu Yin】

[Ritual: Immortals and gods mate, or they may give birth to a son of god, descendants of the lingering shade, blessings will last forever...]

【Can be promoted:...】

[Current progress: The fate map is lit, the fourth step of the refining ceremony is in progress...]

【Yu Yin: The Second Stage】

[Yu Yin: ...the kindness of the predecessors, the gratitude of the future generations, not only Yu Yin's descendants, but also the repayment of the descendants...]

【Status: intact】

……

The old man has no intention of concealing anything, and under the openness, Yang Prison can see his state at a glance.

You can even clearly perceive his refining progress and the reason for his sudden rapid progress.

Yu Yin is not only a descendant of benevolence, but also can be nurtured by future generations.

Then, the old man's breakthrough may be related to himself and his younger brother. Considering his rapid progress in recent days, I'm afraid it has a lot to do with his wedding...

"The progress is nearly ninety, maybe in a few days, the old man will be promoted to ten capitals..."

Although he had already sensed it vaguely, but when he really saw it, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel a little touched in his heart.

The same four steps, the way of martial sages and the way of immortals and Buddhas are completely different. The former requires not only extreme talent, but also long-term experience, but the latter seems to be more fortunate than everything else.

Perhaps, not just luck...

"One life, two luck..."

Seeing Yang Qiu startled slightly, the old man felt a little uneasy:
"Why, what, but is there something wrong?"

"No, anywhere is fine..."

Suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart, Yang Juan calmed down, and exchanged with the old man what he had learned about the Sea of ​​Laws, as well as all the parents' short stories.

In these years, he and the old man have entered and exited the Sea of ​​Law many times, but they have not been together all the time.

The sea of ​​laws is boundless, even if the old man is very lucky, it is impossible to gain every time.

but……

"By the way, speaking of the Sea of ​​Laws, the old man really got something a few days ago, just wait..."

During the conversation, the old man seemed to think of something, slapped his forehead, turned and ran towards the house, and hurried back with an irregular unknown fragment:
"I wanted to show it to you a long time ago, but I was busy and almost forgot? Show me, is this the magic weapon you mentioned before?"

"This is?"

Yang Jue reached out to take it, concentrating on perception.

It was an irregular fragment the size of a palm, like a bronze mirror, but it sank in the hand, and it seemed to be several times heavier than the black iron of the same size.

But, it seems that's all.

Whether it is under the eyes of the sky or through the prying eyes, there is nothing strange about it, as if it is just a piece of broken iron.

But at this moment, there was a sudden pain in his heart, and the cauldron of gluttony trembled violently, as if it was about to jump out of his chest cavity.

Yang Jue was very familiar with the vibrations of the Gluttony Cauldron. Whenever he came across rare and rare irons, ingredients, recipes, magic weapons of Dao and fruit, etc., it would vibrate violently.

But the shock at this moment is not like the greed of a hungry glutton seeing delicious food, but more like...

fear?

Or……

Seeing him in a daze, the old man reminded:
"You, take a look at it?"

"Take a picture?"

Yang Ju's heart moved slightly, he closed his eyes and Tongyou, and looked at the palm-sized fragments with his naked eyes.

hum~
There seemed to be a faint humming sound in his heart, and Yang Jude's pupils shrank accordingly.

On the not-so-smooth surface of the shards, his appearance was reflected, plausible, familiar yet unfamiliar.

This is not his face in this life, nor his appearance in his previous life, but a combination of the two lives, and he was born with three eyes!
This is……

"My soul?!"

Clenching his five fingers together, Yang Jue felt a huge wave in his heart.

Up to this moment, he hadn't noticed the slightest abnormality. Tongyou urged him again, but he still couldn't see any information as before.

It's like an ordinary piece of iron.

"...Two months ago, you were busy healing your injuries. The old man was so bored that he wandered around the sea of ​​laws for a long time. He found this piece of iron in some ruins, and unexpectedly, he really brought it out..."

The old man rambled on, talking about the reasons and consequences of getting this thing:
"That's right, we felt that this thing is not ordinary. Later, when we accidentally photographed ourselves, we realized that this fragment can actually reflect a person's previous life..."

"Past life?"

Yang Yu's heart moved, and he came back to his senses:

"What did you see?"

From this photo, Yang Qiu already knew the magic of this thing, but he had doubts about the past life that the old man said.

No one else, as far as he knows, at the end of the ancient kalpa, the Netherworld collapsed, and the legendary 'Six Paths of Reincarnation' that could turn Yinshou into Yangshou and allow people to reincarnate for three lives had already been shattered.

Afterwards, the spirit qi dissipates, even if the Yinshou still exists, after death, there is no previous life...

unless……

"hey-hey."

As if he had been waiting for Yang Yu to ask, the old man took a picture of the fragment with a look of color on his face:
"look!"

Yang Ju looked around, but he couldn't see the slightest miracle, and there was no image visible under the eyes of the sky.

"Didn't you see it?"

The old man scratched his head, a little disappointed:
"Didn't you see it? It seems that you can only see it yourself? You don't know that our previous life was probably an emperor!
Maybe he is a prince?Anyway, there is a crown and a lot of jade stones..."

"Did you really see it?"

Yang Yu was in shock.

It's not that he doubts the old man, it's really that, with the broken pages of the book of life and death in his hand, and his soul-passing, he hasn't seen anyone with a previous life in these years.

"Is there still a fake? A few days ago, when Mr. Qi made a royal costume and crown for you, we were there all the time..."

The old man is still rambling.

"Crown?"

Yang Jue frowned inwardly.

The so-called crown is the most precious among the many costumes worn by ancient emperors and princes to sacrifice to heaven.

He was a little doubtful whether the old man really knew what a crown was, but seeing him swear by it, he couldn't help but feel tighter.

After barely coping with a few words, he took the unknown fragment, bid farewell to the old man, and hurried back to his room.

The addition of the two, the establishment of the king, the grand wedding ceremony, of course there are many things, but it is not his turn to deal with a seriously injured person.

After dismissing the guards in front of the door, Yang Jue closed the door, crossed his knees and concentrated, and urged the Zijin Tunsha treasure gourd.

"what!"

"Yang Yu, you should die! You should die!"

"Are you really going to kill them all?!"

After the first battle in Dingyang City, the number of lives in the purple gold gourd was almost exhausted, leaving only 12 purple lives left for the self-pitying old woman.

At this moment, there are not many lives in the gourd, but there are several complete souls.

Apart from the newcomers Tantai Mie, Qiao Shanhu, and Ning Wuqiu, there is also the Lord of Thunder that he captured in Ten Thousand Thunder Mountain when he was promoted to Martial Saint.

hum~
Following Yang Ju's thought, the phantom of the purple gold gourd appeared in his palm.

At this moment, the many noises in the gourd have disappeared, only the soul of the Thunder Lord appeared on the wall of the gourd.

The fuzzy facial features were distorted, as if the purple gold gourd was in great pain, and the voice of the Lord of Thunder was extremely weak:

"Your injury seems to be extremely serious? Let me out, and I can show you a clear way..."

He was extremely weak, but his perception was still extremely strong, and he could smell the decaying breath of the mortal in front of him for a moment.

His voice was weak, but his heart couldn't help shaking, and he realized the opportunity to get out of trouble.

However, Yang Jue ignored him, flicked his fingers, and a wisp of black mist appeared in the room.

"you……"

The moment she appeared, Chen Xuanying was about to speak, when her heart skipped a beat, she looked at Yang Jue's palm:
"God?!"

"Cheng Huang? No, no..."

Glancing coldly at Chen Xuanying, Lord Yin Lei already saw his state:
"Is it a lonely wild ghost who lost his position as the city god, and was refined into the 'Five Ghosts', and has not yet become the master soul?"

The gods are higher than the earth, no matter what kind of myths and legends they are in.

Even though it was his turn now, Lord Yinlei's tone was still cold and contemptuous, like a nobleman in brocade seeing the crouching and twisted earth dragon under his feet.

"It's really a god?!"

Chen Xuanying's soul fluctuated violently for a moment, but immediately sneered:

"What about the gods? Your situation is worse than that of the old man!"

"God, is it noble?"

Chen Xuanying sneered, dismissively: "You are just a hairy god, aren't you amazing?!"

Who is he?

More than 400 years ago, the strong man who once fought against Zhang Yuanzhu for the hegemony of the world, even though his luck was bad, and he was the pioneer of the king, but after all, he was a generation of heroes, so how could he care about such a down-and-out god?
Shocked, and just shocked that there are really gods in this world.

Seeing his rude words, he naturally wouldn't be used to it, turned to look at Yang Qiu, and said indifferently:
"You called me out, I think it has something to do with this hairy god... just ask, the old man today, I can tell you everything I know!"

"Earth maggot, you dare to blaspheme the gods?!"

Hearing the word 'Mao Shen', Lord Yin Lei almost exploded with anger, and also looked at Yang Yu:

"Boy, crush this maggot to death. This god will show you how to heal your injuries, and even give you some pointers on how to solve the dust on your Dao fruit!"

"God Mao, how dare you!"

"Why don't you dare? Maggots digging shit in the ground..."

……

The gods and the earth are both disgusting to see each other.

Before Yang Jue said anything, the two gods already seemed to be at war with each other. If they weren't both soul bodies, they might fight immediately.

But he was naturally not confused by appearances. In fact, he clearly felt that the emotions of these two hairy gods were not turbulent at all. All of this seemed to be deliberately expressed for him to see.

But he will not poke, let them criticize each other, sit cross-legged, breathe and heal,

After the room became quiet again, he looked at Chen Xuanying:
"You have the position of City God, even if you are trapped in the mirror, you have not been ignorant of the outside world these years...

So, have you seen, someone reincarnated? "

"Reincarnation?"

Before Chen Xuanying could speak, Lord Yin Lei could not help but sneer:

"Even if you have the power not inferior to ten capitals, mortals are mortals after all, if you can't do it in one life, you just want to seek the next life?

Hehe, not to mention the fact that the spirit energy has not been fully recovered, even when the Heavenly Court was in the world, there has never been any reincarnation in this world! "

Yang Jue raised his eyebrows, Chen Xuanying had a gloomy face, but Lord Yin Lei smiled indifferently:
"Life is a gift from God, and I am the only one!"

"nonsense!"

Chen Xuanying couldn't help interrupting:

"If there is no reincarnation in the world, how can there be judges, city gods, ghost laws, and the six realms of reincarnation?"

"Are the current city gods so ignorant?"

After being refuted, Lord Yin Lei lost his anger, and looked at Chen Xuanying with pity and sadness in his eyes:
"Yin and yang transform into birth, and all things are derived. The life of a person is divided into yin and yang, and the life of yang ends and the life of yin begins!

The one in the Netherworld back then was indeed remarkable. Not only did he gain the shadow of his predecessors, but he went a step further and opened up the Netherworld Fengdu, the Six Paths of Reincarnation...

But have you ever wondered why the Gate of the Six Paths erected a Sansheng Stone before reincarnation? "

Ok?
Chen Xuanying's heart skipped a beat.

"Three Lives Stones?"

Yang Ju was thoughtful. There were also spiritual records of similar sayings in the remaining pages of the Book of Life and Death.

Although there are not many mentions in it, it is not difficult to guess the words of Lord Yin Lei:
"The Six Paths of Reincarnation can turn Yinshou into Yangshou, and in the three lifetimes before and after, if Yin and Yang's lifespan is exhausted, will they die completely?"

"Not bad."

Glancing at Yang Ju with a little surprise, Lord Yin Lei nodded, with a pretentious sigh in his voice:
"The Dao of Immortal Buddha is the only Dao of Longevity in the world!
Although you have achieved a little at this moment, but the Dao fruit is dusty, but in two or three hundred years, you will eventually run out of Yangshou, and now, even the six reincarnations are gone..."

His meaning is self-evident, and he is also sure that any living being in this world who knows the way of longevity will never give up this way.

At this moment, when he mentioned the power, he kept silent, waiting for the person in front of him to plead with him.

But contrary to his expectations, Yang Jue just nodded slightly, said "Got it", and took him back to the Zijin gourd again.

No matter how much he screamed, he didn't respond anymore.

"Life is a gift from God, and I am the only one..."

Chen Xuanying was in a daze, with an indelible fear in her eyes:
"my life……"

He was born 500 years ago, he was promoted to a martial saint at the age of Jiazi, and died at the hands of Zhang Yuanzhu.

Then, trapped in the mirror, until now.

If there is no reincarnation in this world, how much of his yin life will be left, once it is exhausted...

Chen Xuanying, who has been intimidated for ten years and has not spoken softly until now, finally bows her head at this moment:
"Yang, this old man is willing to give you everything you want, just, I just ask you to let this old man go, I am dying, I just want to see my bloodline descendants..."

"Yang has never done anything like letting the tiger go back to the mountain."

Naturally, Yang Qiu would not agree.

Some people, as long as they have a breath, they have the power of cholera, just like this Chen Xuanying.

He has not forgotten that when Chen Xuanying was in the bronze mirror, the bewitched Nie Wendong harmed millions of soldiers and civilians in Deyang Mansion...

only……

Opening and closing his palms, putting away the soul orb, Yang Jue frowned deeply, an inexplicable worry lingering in his heart.

But before he could think carefully, a familiar voice came from outside the door...

"Little princess?"

With a heart move, Yang Jian opened the door, and under the tree in the courtyard, Yu Fengxian dressed in red seemed to have been waiting for a long time, fiddling with the leaves in a very idle manner.

"Yang, Yang prison."

Hearing the movement behind her, Yu Fengxian seemed a little nervous, hesitated for a while, and then said:

"I, I, I want you to do me a favor..."

　Good night……

　
(End of this chapter)