The first cause of all realms

Chapter 837 Great Mountain Blessed Land, Five Hundred Spirit Officials!
All things have spirits and can become enlightened.

Similar words, Yang Yu has seen it in countless ancient books, and there are even legends that there are god stones that bred races.

But it was the first time he saw the magic weapon become a spirit.

only……

"A treasure by the side of the road, the legendary thing, I came across it again?"Is this the lingering shadow of the old man's supernatural powers, or my luck is too much? '

Playing with this elastic little thing, let alone kneading it a few times, his mood improved a lot.

only……

"Will the sacrifice be backlashed and cursed?"

With a slight thought in Yang Ju's heart, a wisp of spiritual energy gushed out from his fingertips.

Snapped!
The deflated little toad swelled back in an instant, opened its mouth wide, and swallowed the wisp of spiritual energy into its belly.

"Why, don't you pretend to be dead?"

Yang prison uttered words.

After so many years, he has already mastered Dao Wen very deeply, except for very rare and lost words, most of them can be easily mastered.

"Humble... mortal, how dare you blaspheme the gods!"

The three-legged golden toad looked fierce, its cheeks agitated, and it wanted to spit out something frantically, but in the end it only spit out a puff of white smoke:
"Cuck!"

"..."

The air seemed to suddenly quiet down, and the three-legged golden toad froze.

"Why don't you vomit?"

Yang Yu sneered.

The three-legged golden toad was in extremely poor condition, almost on the verge of starving to death, nowhere could it spit out spiritual saliva.

"Mortal, mortal..."

The cheeks of the three-legged golden toad were puffed up, and the small red eyes were rolling around, and said in a low voice:

"If you enshrine enough spiritual energy, this god will save you from the crime of blasphemy, if not, if not..."

"how?"

Yang Jue exerted force with his five fingers, and with a 'pop', he squeezed the little thing flat again, and a faint white smoke squeezed out of its mouth:

"Cuck!"

The three-legged golden toad was furious:
"Mortal, you..."

"Cuck!"

"mortal!"

"Cuck!"

"Where..."

"Cuck!"

……

Yang Jue was very patient, he squeezed and rubbed the ball again and again until the little thing couldn't even breathe out, then he gave up:

"Go on."

"you……"

Tongue stuck out, spots the size of copper coins trembled all over his body, the three-legged golden toad was extremely angry, but he didn't dare to speak ill again.

"Cuck!"

The next moment, it was crushed again.

Toad was furious:
"why?!"

"It's easy to pinch."

Yang Jue smiled and pinched again.

"Cuck!"

This time, the little thing didn't inhale at all, it was limp, like a lump of yellow snot.

Only then did Yang Jue speak slowly, telling the origin of this little thing:
"The three-legged red-eyed golden toad seal, with the two gods of 'recruiting wealth and treasure' and 'feigning death', will escape calamity by fate and give birth to spiritual wisdom during the period, isn't it?"

"you?"

The three-legged golden toad trembled and realized:

"Your supernatural powers? Hole observation, seeking secrets, discovering luck...penetrating the secluded? Or..."

"what?"

Hearing the name of dozens of supernatural powers including Tongyou, Yang Jue couldn't help being a little surprised:

"You little fellow, are you still well-informed?"

"Bastard!"

The little toad was furious again:
"When the ancestor opened his spirit, the eighteen generations of ancestors of your grandpa's grandpa's grandma's grandpa were not born yet, how dare you...

croak! "

"You really think Yang can't kill you?"

Yang Yu's face darkened, and before the three-legged golden toad could respond, he flicked his wrist again, which had already activated the fusion gold body.

Although this golden toad has become a spirit, it is still not a body of flesh and blood. Its essence is the essence of Dao fruit and all kinds of gold.

"The indestructible body of the ancestor, you... ah?!"

The shrill scream almost shattered Yang Jue's eardrums. The sound of this fist-sized toad was even louder than that of the blood dragon:
"What kind of magical power is this?!"

The three-legged golden toad screamed in horror.

Of course, it doesn't believe that the mortal who has humiliated itself many times in front of him has the ability to destroy itself. Its body is far from being able to be destroyed by such an underachiever.

However, at this moment, the pain from the soul made it scream uncontrollably, its origin was disappearing.

"Forgive your life! Forgive your life!"

Sensing the huge threat, the little toad instantly gave up, and when Yang Qiu let go of his hand, the little toad, which was as big as a fist, had shrunk by half.

A pair of mung bean-sized red eyes were faintly blue.

"Forgive me!"

Sensing Yang Ju's eyes, the little guy trembled again, even though his heart was furious, he didn't dare to utter obscene words anymore.

"I ask, you answer."

Seeing that the little guy was subdued, Yang Jue flicked his finger, and the golden mist returned and submerged into his body,

This is the essence of gold and iron he absorbed from the toad.

"……answer."

The three-legged golden toad trembled, his heart was already half cold, how could the supernatural power of the person in front of him just restrain him?
"Who built this temple?"

"This Temple of the Ancestral Master of Conquering Demons was not established in the blessed land of Dayue, but a wild temple built by my master. Therefore, after the catastrophe came, it became the only temple of the Patriarchs of Conquering Demons that was not destroyed."

People had to bow their heads under the eaves, and the little toad held back holding his nose, talking about the origin of this ancient temple in a low voice.

Before ancient times, immortals and gods lived in the world, and the court of gods was in charge of the laws of the heavens, and governed all directions of gods, demons, immortals, demons and Buddhas.

Without permission, no one is allowed to build temples privately, and those who disobey will be killed by the nine tribes, and all their souls will be sent to the eighteenth level of the nether world.

This ancient temple was quietly built by a disciple of the "Dayue blessed land" passed down by the ancestor of the Nine Heavens Dangmo.

And not long after its establishment, the catastrophe came completely.

Almost overnight, the countless temples of Conquering Demon Patriarchs all over the world collapsed, but this private temple remained.

"How did you survive the catastrophe?"

Yang Ju nodded slightly, and asked again.

He dreamed back to ancient times more than once. Although he had never been in contact with the great gods in the legend, he could still glimpse one or two from the scattered traces.

Under the catastrophe, even the court of God will collapse and shatter, and the difficulty of surviving the catastrophe is outrageous.

In the ancient classics, qi is the foundation of the Dao, once qi disappears, nine qi will disperse, and all things will disintegrate, and any gods, demons, fairies and demons will be no exception.

This is true of people, and so is magic weapon.

This point can be clearly seen from the struggle of the Taiyi Sect masters to survive.

He was quite curious about how the three-legged golden toad survived.

"...is the master."

The three-legged golden toad was silent for a moment, as if recalling something, feeling a little depressed:

"The catastrophe is coming, the stars withered, the courts of the gods collapsed, and the temples of the gods and Buddhas of the heavens were broken one by one...

Although the master hated the ancestor of the immortal and demon for some reason, he was still worried, and finally one day, he couldn't bear it anymore, and went to find the ancestor of the demon..."

The little toad was depressed, and his voice trembled a little, but from the lines, Yang Jue could also feel its resentment towards the founder of Jiangmo.

Is it resentment of the master and abandoning it?
Yang Ju's heart moved slightly, but he didn't interrupt, listening to it continue to mention, the ancient mysteries, just a few words, are also very precious.

"Before leaving, the master left all the treasures, including the small cave he obtained, to me...

Let me wait here for him..."

The three-legged golden toad's cheeks kept puffing up, and his mood became more and more depressed:
"He, maybe he won't come back..."

Next, the little toad answered every question, and was very cooperative. It was like a different toad from before. Yang Jian was a little suspicious, but he still asked one by one.

This toad has existed for an unknown number of years, but its magic weapon is different from human beings. Its root is the god seed and gold and iron, which can last forever in the world.

Of course, this is also related to the small cave left by its owner.

No matter how small the cave is, it is still a cave, and the spirit energy inside it may not be able to support a fairy demon to survive, but it allows this magic weapon to survive endless years.

And it woke up from the silence more than a thousand years ago...

"...The invisible pull brought the master's small cave to this world... But no one could notice it, no, more than a thousand years ago, there was an old Taoist who came to the temple and offered incense..."

The cheeks of the little toad puffed up:

"Maybe that old Taoist practice is not as good as yours, or maybe he is too careful, Mr. Ren... No matter how I guide you, he won't come..."

Sloppy Taoist...

Yang Yu knew it in his heart.

Tens of miles away, he naturally couldn't hear Yu Baimei's rumors, but after thinking about it, he understood most of it.

That old Taoist must be a sloppy Taoist, and he also discovered the strangeness of this ancient temple, but he didn't get close.

For some unknown reason, the little toad knew everything, and sometimes it would speak out without Yang Qiu asking, and revealed a lot of things.

Finally, it presents its desire:

"Fan... as long as you take me out, Patriarch... I can help you embark on the road of immortality and Buddha, the road of longevity!
It can also allow you to find the magic weapon left by ancient gods and demons! "

This, is its purpose?

Yang Yu was not surprised, but he also had some doubts. Even though this little toad had been sleeping before, he had been awake for more than 1000 years, but he didn't look like someone with a city...

The intelligence of the magic weapon spirit is so low?

"Okay, I promise you."

Yang Qiu naturally agreed.

He didn't intend to sacrifice this three-legged golden toad, because the more magic weapons, the better.

Any magic weapon needs spiritual energy to be warmed up, and even if it is a master of ten capitals, it is limited to absorb spiritual energy.

Even with the support of the spiritual qi in the map of the clear water and cold pool, it is already the limit for him to warm up the acquired human race bag and the golden jellyfish scissors.

Not to mention, Yi Tongyou saw the disadvantages of this little toad Ji Lian...

But he will never let go of this treasure, not to mention its ability to attract wealth and treasure, the spirit of the magic treasure alone, which has been passed down from ancient times, is enough for him to cherish and cherish it.

The little toad was overjoyed and croaked several times, while Yang Jue pretended not to care and asked:

"By the way, your master, what's your name?"

In the joy of seeing the sun again, the little toad was unprepared and blurted out:

"My Patriarch was once one of the five hundred spirit officials under the command of the Patriarch Conquering Demons. He has great supernatural powers and boundless mana. He is known as the king..."

The words stopped abruptly.

The little toad's cheeks puffed up, and mung bean's eyes flashed with anger:
"You asked my master's name, what do you mean?"

Lingguan?

The surname is Wang?

Yang Jue's heart moved, he immediately smiled, grabbed the little toad in his hands, turned around, and came out of this tiny cave:
"Just curious."

　It's hard, I said three more, I'm afraid I'm going to slap my face!As if his hands were useless, Gouzi tried his best to write with the [-]-in-[-], as much as he wrote before [-] o'clock, everyone should go to bed first, don't wait!

　
(End of this chapter)