The first cause of all realms

Chapter 887: Keeping Your Heart Out of Confusion, There Will Be a Great Emperor!

"This is a world that has almost been divided by people..."

After looking through many ingredients one by one, and comparing all the information Jiang Xiazi got, Yang Jian couldn't help but have such an idea in his mind.

Different from the disorder in the world of mountains and seas, this tyrannical and prosperous fairy world has a strict hierarchy and a complete system, almost no less than the previous life.

The difference is that in the previous life, everyone needed to be registered, but in this life, it is limited to ten capitals, and even the supernatural masters above.

As for the ten capitals and below...

"If you don't enter the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalog, you will be ants, but if you enter the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalog..."

Chewing on such a sentence, Yang Jue's heart sank slightly.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Illustrated Book is the leader of the Immortal Dao, Wanshi Tianzong, Nirvana Temple, the leader of Buddhism, Lion God Leader, the leader of the Demon Dao, and Tianli Sect, the leader of the Demon Dao.

Its Qi is connected to the heaven and the earth, almost like the image of ancient heavenly scriptures.

According to legend, all living beings, as long as they are promoted to ten capital masters in this world, will be captured by them, and then,
Pass on to all sects and order to record their names.

If there is any disobedience, all of them will be included in the list of demons and heretics.

"Fortunately, I can only detect it when I am promoted to the ten capitals, otherwise, I am afraid that I have been exposed the moment I entered this place?"

Only at this moment did Yang Ju truly realize the danger of traveling through the worlds.

But thinking about it, it also feels normal.

After all, even many Wanfa practitioners who had the protection of the Mysterious Heaven Spirit Treasure of Wanfa Building were almost wiped out by Lu Chen.

This is the information he obtained from Jiang Xiazi after the Battle of Fangcun Mountain...

"We have to solve the problem of black households..."

Yang prison said to himself.

His promotion was not in the Longquan world, and he was not afraid of being captured by the catalog of ten thousand immortals. But in the Longquan world where the sect governs the world, if he is not listed on it, he is like a black household without an identity in his previous life. Said very limited.

While his thoughts were turning, Yang Ju's mind fell on the only one Shidu-level ingredient he had obtained this time.

After all, it is superficial on paper, but it is still necessary to experience it in person.

[Ingredients: Yuan Daoren's must-write book]

[Level: Ten Capitals]

[Quality: Poor]

[Evaluation: I got the Dao fruit by luck at one time, but the search in all directions was in vain. Alas, it is sad...]

[You must get it if you take it: the exercise 'Yiyang Kungfu', the ten capital-level divine species 'swallowing fog', the Taoist technique 'clouds and rain', 'earth escape'...]

[The probability of obedience can be obtained: the exercise 'Nine Suns Jue'...]

[The Cauldron of Gluttony has sufficient energy storage]

[Is it refining? 】

"Refining!"

A faint white mist rises in front of Yang Yu's eyes, flows and interweaves, and turns into various images. The life of a seeker unfolds before his eyes.

After finding the cauldron cover, when refining the ingredients, Yang Ji doesn't have to enter in person, but can choose the refining method independently.

But at this moment, he did not choose to enter in person immediately.

Ingredients, in essence, are a collection of the purest spirit of a person, and refining will ultimately have an impact on oneself.

In the white mist, the scene is intertwined.

It was a lackluster story.

The story of a young man surnamed Yuan who came from a poor family, got a Dao Fruit by luck while digging in a mountain, and then embarked on the road of immortality and Buddha.

Yang Yu watched quietly.

Watching him obtain the fruit of Taoism, cultivate the supernatural power of spit fog, watch him look for immortals and visit Taoism in high spirits, watch him go through untold hardships, and seek immortals'Cangjiangmen'.

then……

"Follow your feet, come to apprentice too?"

Before entering the mountain gate, or even reaching the location of the fairy mountain, the smirk from the void knocked him out like a heavy hammer.

Since then, Taoist Yuan was hit hard, and returned to Qianshan Mansion to deliver goods for the big family, pick elixir, and sit in the mine for a living. Finally, after more than 100 years, he was lucky enough to be promoted to Shidu.

And at that time, he was close to the end of his life...

"It's here!"

Yang Jue's eyes flickered, and he took a step forward, stepping into the illusion of ingredients.

hum~
In an instant, the surrounding scenes became incomparably vivid, as if traveling through time and space again, the surroundings were incomparably real, even at this moment, Yang Yu couldn't detect the slightest falsehood.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, for being promoted to the top ten capitals. From then on, you will lose your mortal womb and enjoy your freedom..."

In the grand hall, a Taoist cupped his hands:
"After being registered as the Ten Thousand Immortals, fellow Taoists can choose one skill and two Taoisms to practice in the City Lord's Mansion. This is the only opportunity for me to practice the skills and Taoism of casual cultivators. You must seize it! "

"Thank you fellow daoist, thank you fellow daoist."

Yuan Daoren was obsequious, and then raised his head, his eyes had become deep, and Yang Qiu entered in person.

The two worlds are different.

The world of Longquan is governed by sects. Below the imperial family, the lords of many big cities are personally appointed by the governing sects.

In the same way, the City Lord's Mansion is like the sub-rudder of the sect. It can not only record names on its behalf, but also has a library.

Across the door, inside the library, there is a sea of ​​books, all kinds of bookshelves can't even see the end at a glance.

Among them, the vast majority are the records of the guards recording the big and small things in the city, and there are also skills.

This exercise is not a martial arts exercise, nor is it a secret technique such as the Bajiu Xuangong, but a method for cultivating mana.

Mana is transformed by one's own divine will to receive and guide spiritual energy, and it is necessary to stimulate supernatural powers and Taoism.

In fact, the masters of supernatural powers under the ten capitals are not recognized as masters of supernatural powers in Longquan.

The reason is that it is impossible to practice mana.

Without mana, one can naturally stimulate supernatural powers, but it will consume one's physical strength and divine will. If the activation is too hard, it will even deplete potential and lifespan.

Just like many years ago, Feng Wushuang was forced to "return to the wind and return to the fire", and his hair turned white in one day.

Only mana can stimulate the power of supernatural powers and Taoism to the fullest, and tyrannical exercises can even increase the power of supernatural powers and Taoism.

According to legend, the secret methods of suppressing sects of the sects of the holy lands can not only increase the level of supernatural powers, but also stimulate the power several times beyond the original.

It also possesses all sorts of incredible powers.

Not like supernatural powers, but almost supernatural powers.

"It seems that the excavation of the essence of supernatural powers is the same whether it is mountains and seas, Longquan, or ancient times..."

Looking at the dazzling array of books, Yang prison thought to himself.

Whether it is Shidu, Jiuyao, or even the ancient gods, there are limits to the supernatural powers they can cultivate.

And this also forced many masters of supernatural powers to go on the road of researching supernatural powers.

Magic treasures, Taoism, formations, talismans, secret techniques, and even martial arts, the fundamentals are all like this.

The difference is that the Shanhai Realm takes a shortcut by digging out the body, while the Longquan Realm focuses on mana.

"This one-yang skill is the most upright and peaceful. In recent years, fellow daoists have chosen this skill more often. What do fellow daoists think?"

The Taoist walked in front of him, and took out a cheat book:
"Fellow Daoist, don't think this technique is mediocre. It is said that if you practice it successfully, you can realize the Nine Suns Jue. That's a Jue!"

That would be nice...

Yang prison slandered in his heart.

The exercises in this world are divided into five levels, from low to high, namely Jue, Fa, Dian, Sutra, and Tao.

He also didn't expect that Taoist Yuan's Yiyang Kung Fu is not even a formula...

"Spell, but it is already the only method that we casual practitioners can touch, if it exceeds this level..."

The Taoist smiled coldly, but didn't say much, just handed the secret book to Yang Yu:

"This is the catalog of this skill. You can browse through one or two. If you select it, after signing up on the poor road, the catalog of ten thousand immortals will be passed on to you under the real name of the Taoist friend..."

"According to the real name, pass it on through the air?"

Yang Ju couldn't help squinting his eyes, but this was something he didn't know before.

"The law is not passed on without a name. This is the sect's prohibition. No matter who it is, it must be obeyed..."

The Taoist said:

"Fellow Taoists have learned Yiyang Kung Fu, but it is absolutely forbidden to spread it to outsiders. All those who practiced Yiyang Kung Fu are recorded in the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalogue. If there is a rumor, it will be punished by everyone who is satisfied, and it will be a catastrophe that will last for eighteen generations.
Remember, remember..."

click ~
Yang Ju took a step back, and all the scenes in front of him were shattered and disappeared.

The refining of ingredients is much simpler than recipes, and it can even be said that as long as they are refined, everything is possible.

Even if Yang Ju didn't continue to refine it, he still refined that Yang Gong.

A thin ancient scroll, which not only records Yiyang Gong, but also Taoist Yuan's decades of practice experience.

It's just that I can't learn it.

The various sects with Wanshi Tianzong, Nirvana Temple, Lion God Ling, and Tianli Sect as their cores have blocked the cultivation methods to the extreme.

In comparison, the world of mountains and seas, and even the so-called information blockade in the previous life, seemed too weak.

Whether you are being coerced or lured by others, or even searched for souls, once the exercises are leaked, your family will be wiped out!
Even if it is leaked after your death, it will be traced back to eighteen generations later!
"That's called a monopoly."

Yang Yu sighed a little.

Under such strict regulations, few people dared to disclose the method of cultivation, even if they died, they would not dare to disclose the slightest bit.

Even if he has obtained this one-yang skill at this moment, if he practices it, it will affect Yuan Daoren's descendants, clan, relatives and friends.

but……

"I don't know if the Nine Heavens Killing Child has any belongings..."

Yang Ju's mind diverged, and he began to read this one-yang technique.

Although he can't learn it, it doesn't delay him from reading it.

He is really not interested in a method that is not even a "jue". In contrast, he wants to know the core of these exercises and the thinking of the creators.

"what?"

Flipping through it casually, Yang Jue couldn't help raising his eyebrows, seeing something familiar.

"Changing Qi? Why is it similar to the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art?"

Yang Yu was a little surprised.

This one-yang skill is actually very simple, and Yang Jue can also capture the core of it by flipping through it at will.

Even if you draw your breath!

This method is somewhat similar to the Bajiu Xuangong, but it is different.

The practice of Bajiu Xuangong lies in absorbing all kinds of energy and cultivating corresponding changes after breaking the catastrophe.

And this yang skill is to draw Qi into the body, change the characteristics of one's own mana, and use it to increase the power of Taoism and supernatural powers.

Of course, compared with the breaking robbery of the eighty-nine profound arts, the latter is much simplified, but it is also extremely troublesome.

Yuan Daoren spent more than 20 years from visualizing the flames to absorbing the energy into his body, and even before his death, he still couldn't completely complete this one-yang technique.

As for the effect, the mist that he exhaled was just a little hotter...

"Is this so-called exercise so simple?"

Yang Yu's eyes couldn't help but brighten up:
"If this is the case, it is not difficult for me to create kung fu? However, I still have to collect more kung fu methods to compare one or two..."

……

……

Three full moons hang high on the top of the sea of ​​clouds, overlooking the sky and the earth. The brilliance not only falls on the Nanling and the West Desert, but also spreads over the North Region and the mountains in the East.
Also accompanied by the starlight sprinkled in the endless ocean.

In the night, the world is dark, and the boundless sea area is even more gloomy and terrifying.

However, near the sea in Donghuang, on the top of a fairy mountain, there seems to be a big sun standing here forever, and the radiant light shines through the adjacent sea area and the earth.

woo~
The undercurrent in the deep sea was surging, and it seemed that a huge sea beast poked its head out. The moment it touched the sun-like light, it uttered a mournful cry and sank into the bottom of the sea.

It roared angrily, but with endless fear.

There is no big sun on the top of the mountains, but the golden palaces on that side seem to be more brilliant and terrifying than the big sun.

At the extreme of the Eastern Desolation, in front of the endless sea, is the Great Rijin Palace, one of the three sects of Immortal Dao.

"hold head high!"

At a certain moment, an angry and shrill dragon chant resounded in the sea area.

Boom!

The sea area vibrated, the waves exploded, and a blue-black ferocious dragon rose from the abyss, moaning in pain and struggling desperately.

However, he was still dragged by an extremely thin fishing line and flew into the clouds.

"Haha, I finally caught it!"

In the sea of ​​clouds in the night, there was a loud laugh, and the slovenly old man retracted his fishing rod. He poked forward with five fingers and just grabbed it casually
The more than [-] zhang long dragon was held in his palm like a loach.

"The descendants of the old dragon in the vast sea are becoming more and more difficult to catch. The plague-stricken loach has swallowed the old man's medicine for half a year!"

With a mutter, the old man was about to continue feeding, when he suddenly heard a loud bell ringing in the distance.

"Admiralty? Which immortal is coming?"

The old Taoist frowned slightly, and a flying sword had come across the sky and landed in front of him, sending a message:

"Brother Chiyang, the great uncle is here, return quickly!"

"Uncle Nine Heavens?"

The old Chiyang's eyelids trembled slightly, but he didn't know how to move, the void was already rippling, and in just a moment, he had stepped into the Da Ri Jin Palace.

hum~
The golden light like a waterfall cascaded down from the void, and Nine Heavens Shatong stepped out and landed in the golden palace.

"Master Uncle!"

In the Golden Palace, all the old Taoists were killed.

"In recent years, what major events have happened?"

The white clothes fluttered, Jiutian killed the child without reminiscing about the past, and asked in a deep voice.

"event?"

Several old Taoists looked at each other, and it was Chiyang Taoist who said:
"For thousands of years, the aura of calamity in the world has become more and more intense, and it seems that there will be changes. However, so far, the world has been peaceful and there is no major event..."

"Oh?"

Jiutian Shatong looked at another old Taoist:

"Lieyang, you are in charge of the sect's eyes and ears, so tell me."

"The period of ten thousand years breaking the limit is about to pass. For thousands of years, each family has produced a few arrogances who were born with great luck. This may be the reason why the aura of disaster in the world is getting worse?"

Daoist Lieyang flicked his whisk and answered.

"The sky is not open, and the limit is only nine. How can there be a chance to break the limit?"

Jiutian Shatong gave a cold sneer, and was about to speak when he heard exclamations from outside.

hum!
The golden bell hanging high on the top of the Golden Palace exploded again, and the expressions of the people inside and outside the Golden Palace changed, and they all looked at the sky.

All three rounds of bright moons were seen glowing red, and in the sea of ​​stars, a big red star shone brightly in the distance.

"Yinghuo guards the heart?!"

The air surged, and there was an uproar in the Da Ri Jin Palace, and soon, the uproar spread out of the Golden Palace and the mountain gate.

"The firefly guards the heart, the opportunity to break the limit?!"

"Emperor Longquan personally said that there are nine people who break the limit in Longquan. How could that be?! Could it be that Tianhai is about to open?"

"Misfortune, calamity! No wonder the calamity between the heaven and the earth has become serious, and it is the opportunity to break the limit and reappear in the world?!"

"How could there be a chance to break the limit? Could it be that Tianhai is about to open? This is impossible?!"

……

Almost instantly.

In the Eastern Desolation, Endless Sea, Lingnan, Western Desert, Northern Territory, islands in the endless ocean, and even in the void, there are fluctuations in will.

The world is boiling.

March is completely red, and the glowing red light appears. This is no longer only seen by many strong people, but everyone in the world can see it!
"Yinghuo, keep your heart, the emperor is out?!"

Li Ningyang, who was sleeping soundly, woke up suddenly, and ran to the window with two big snot in her nose, only to see that the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of red light.

"what?"

While half asleep and half awake, Yang Jue's heart suddenly trembled, and he looked incredulously at the broken knife that was glowing faintly in the cauldron of gluttony:

"Master?!"

　Good night, everyone!
　
(End of this chapter)