The first cause of all realms

Chapter 910: The Star Falls to the Big Dipper, Pneumatic in All Directions!
Boom!

On the long street, the golden light is like a waterfall, like the sun falling, dispelling the endless darkness, under the extreme light and heat.

Struggling desperately, one man and one dragon screamed, but like a few snowflakes under the scorching sun, their breath dissipated in an instant.

too fast too fast!

Even Jiang Shentong, who was promoted to Jiuyao, had no time to stop him. When he landed, he could only see a man and a dragon with a lifeless dragon body.

"Buddhism, the Great Sun Golden Body?"

Looking at the scarlet robe that was blowing in the wind, Jiang Shentong made a long bow:
"Thank you for your help..."

"call!"

Warden Yang let out a breath of turbid air, and he caught two wisps of black air between his five fingers shrouded in golden light.

These two wisps of black energy are the reason why he used the 'Day Change'.

The venomous neigh came from the black air. This is not a curse, but...

"Blood Curse!"

Seeing these two wisps of black air, Jiang Shentong's expression changed several times:
"Your supernatural powers are so good that you can't even get close to the blood curse... But, I'm afraid you can't hide the fact that you killed this evil dragon..."

"If you can't hide it, don't hide it."

Yang Jue calmed down, tidied up and counted the spoils.

In a world where spiritual tides have revived for a million years, the sky has changed for more than [-] years, and the divine channel technique is almost like ancient times, it is unimaginably difficult to hide it from others.

only……

Sensing the trembling 'extraterrestrial visitor' in fate:
"What does the dragon that Yu Yang killed under the pseudonym Nanling have anything to do with me, Yang Prison..."

……

……

hum~
In the hall surrounded by spirit energy, one after another is either cold, or aloof, or peaceful, or evil, or stern figures are seated.

Amidst the horror, he looked into the main hall.

Aware of Long Xiaoyun's death, Fang Qing, who did not hesitate to use his master's life-saving supernatural power to instantly shuttle back to the mountain gate, fell to the ground with a distressed expression.

Strands of bright light lingered around him, and finally gathered in midair.

wow~
There was the sound of water flowing, and after the bright light faded, the scenes continued to flow like slides.

Barren hills, ships, cities, tall buildings, dark clouds, heavy rain, thunder and lightning...

Countless scenes flow and converge, and finally freeze.

Fang Qing raised his head with difficulty, and saw that in that scene, the scarlet robe was flying in disorder, he was walking with a sword, and his brows were full of indifference and sternness.

"Red robes, holding a sword... the ultimate rank, the magic power is less than a year, but there is no doubt that he has just been promoted!"

"No, it's extraordinary! Holding a sword in red, there seems to be a glimmer of light in his eyes. This is like, the master of the Great Extreme Dao, Kuixing Lord!"

"Strong body and vigorous energy, you should have magical powers of body protection, supernatural powers of great strength...Under the Taoism of subduing dragons and subduing tigers, don't have supernatural powers to stimulate!"

"Under the surface of the body, there seems to be intertwined electricity and light. His body possesses lightning techniques, like Taoism, like supernatural powers, restrained and undisturbed, no clues can be seen..."

"Big Dipper? He must have a background. He has just been promoted, and the induction ceremony is about to be completed. Which family is behind it?"

"Flying swords shoot but don't pierce, their muscles and bones are already extraordinary, they should have supernatural powers to protect the body, and they should be cultivated to the third level!"

"Moving and flying, it's not like the art of soaring clouds or dancing in the sky, it's more like the thunder method..."

"The golden light shines brightly, like the sun like the sun, but it's not the 'Great Sun True Yang Way' of the Great Sun Golden Palace, it's more like the 'Golden Golden Body of the Great Sun', the Buddhist Dharma Protector's supernatural power..."

……

In the solemn hall, someone spoke, at first it was only one person, and then a dozen people spoke individually, commenting on the red-clothed swordsman in various scenes.

In the end, the old man, whose face and hair were white and whose height was no more than three feet, concluded the coffin:

"Extreme Dao Kuixing, not as old as a weak crown, extremely heeled, possessing many divine channels such as 'insight', 'body protection', 'escape', 'killing' and 'thundercraft'.

The magic power is less than a year, and the body is as strong as a monster..."

The old man's voice was hoarse:

"His potential is extremely high, and his combat power is not bad. Regardless of his potential, he can be ranked [-]th on the gold list and ninth on the gold list. He deserves it!"

At this point, the old man paused slightly, and looked at Fang Qing coldly:

"If you don't care about your footsteps, you should confront them a hundred and fifty miles away. If you don't retreat, you will die. However, it is a big taboo in the sect to abandon the sect and escape alone. You will be deprived of the body of true inheritance, and temporarily keep the key of ten thousand immortals!"

"get out!"

Fang Qing, who had been trembling in his heart for a long time, kowtowed again and again as if he had been pardoned:

"Disciple, thank you Patriarch for your pity..."

This old man, named 'Sanchijian', is one of the three most senior people in the Cangjiang Gate.

Hugh looked that his body was only three feet long, but his murderous nature was the number one in Cangjiangmen, he was content to escape his life.

"Long Jianbo, should be the head of the contemporary true biography!"

A majestic middle-aged man in a green robe spoke.

"What the head said, it is very true!"

The sake Taoist nodded in agreement:

"My Cangjiang sect has many sword celestial beings, and I pay attention to the 'straightness from the middle'. It is not a sin to flee in fear of death. It is difficult to become a great weapon in the same sect after exhausting death!"

"good!"

The rest of the people also nodded their heads, even Fang Qing's master "Taoist Qingming" remained indifferent.

"The reappearance of Lord Big Dipper, this matter is no small matter, it needs to be reported to the 'Da Ri', 'Refining Method' and 'Tianzong'."

The head of Cangjiang looked at the three-foot-tall old man:
"What does Uncle Master think?"

"Yinghuo keeps one's heart open, and the sky and the earth are opened. This person was born at this moment, which inevitably arouses people's imagination, but his body possesses Buddhist supernatural powers, which inevitably makes people..."

Taoist Sanchi closed his eyes and muttered:

"That's all, let's wait and report to the three families, and then make a decision!"

"it is good."

The head of Cangjiang pointed casually, and a ray of light had disappeared into the catalog of ten thousand immortals that had not yet dissipated.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Catalog also has the ability to communicate with each other and send messages, but this can only be used with at least three levels of authority.

"Immortals live in the Eastern Wasteland, the Buddha resides in the Western Desert, the demons live in the Nanling, and the demons rule the Northern Territory... It is inconvenient for us to live in the Nanling for the immortal sect..."

After a brief silence, the head of Cangjiang sighed softly:
"The Lion God sent that dragon son to cause harm to Jianshan, I'm afraid it wasn't an unintentional act..."

"The Lion King's supernatural powers have been mastered for many years, and when he comes, I'm afraid it will... I'm waiting, I have to think about it long ago..."

Taoist Sanchi is also silent:

"This Nanling is here in the world, and it will definitely attract several other families. Perhaps, we can secretly contact one or two..."

In the 10 years after the change of heaven, the world of Longquan devoured all the heavens and the earth, except for the great emperor, most of the time, there were endless fights.

However, it has only been thousands of years since Emperor Longquan divided the territory and split the soil, and this pattern has already been shaken.

Now, not only the Cangjiangmen, the immortal sect, came to Nanling, but also the Yaodao and Demon Dao sects also took root in Donghuang.

Long before Yinghuo kept his heart, the chaos between the heaven and the earth was about to come...

"The chaos is coming!"

The head of Cangjiang stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes passed through the sea of ​​clouds, and he seemed to see the endlessly distant banks of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

In a trance, it seems to see an indescribably strong figure that traverses the mountains and the world:

"The Lion God King..."

……

……

In the world of Longquan, the sky and the earth are vast, and a round of big sun patrols the sky, and day and night almost exist in the world at the same time.

In the land of Nanling, it was still dusk, and in the land of the Eastern Desolation, a ray of sunlight could already be seen.

"call!"

In the Eastern Wasteland, somewhere in a small town, in a restaurant, Taoist Chiyang exhaled long, faintly, there was a sea of ​​purple air hanging down from the sea of ​​clouds, covering the small building.

This scene was very short, but it still caused many people to exclaim, and some people were even looking for it, bowing their heads, wanting to learn from their teacher.

"The world is vast, and if you want to recruit people with great luck, how easy is it?"

Chiyang Taoist sighed softly.

He is extremely reluctant to go down the mountain.

A person who cultivates like him and has such a long life, breathes out purple energy every day, fishes for dragons, and drinks wine in the mountains and forests, is serious...

how...

"The old way has been practicing diligently for so long, but I still have to run errands and be sent by others..."

The old man sighed, feeling that life is not easy.

What annoyed him even more was that a call came through the Wanxian Tulu:

"Uncle Chiyang, Uncle Chiyang..."

"If you have a fart, you have something to say! Calling your grandpa a head is a soul!"

Chiyang Taoist replied angrily, fiddled with it casually, a cloud of smoke exploded in front of his eyes, and the majestic middle-aged man in a golden robe said in a deep voice:

"Yesterday night, southeast of Nanling, Qianyuan Dynasty, in Qianshan Mansion, Nanling beheaded the son of Hanhai Longjun..."

"Nanling?"

Taoist Chiyang became a little interested:
"Good boy, the Daoist should be very afraid of that old loach from the sea, and only dare to catch his great-grandchildren to eat it..."

"Then who, go to him and ask him if the dragon body is for sale, Daoist bought it..."

"Master!"

The middle-aged man sighed:
"The disciple is now the Ninth Elder of the Golden Palace, can you, don't talk about who?"

"Huh? Little six, why, you have only been a great elder for more than a hundred years, and you dare to argue with the Taoist master?"

Taoist Chiyang immediately rolled up his sleeves.

"Master, it's business, it's important..."

Taoist Yan smiled wryly:
"The dragon son is the Wantaojiang Dragon Spirit assigned by the Lion God Leader. This is the first time the Lion God Leader has targeted the Immortal Gate in Nanling. Behind this..."

"what do you mean?"

Taoist Chiyang narrowed his eyes slightly, with a rare serious look:

"Lion King?"

"After the day of Yinghuo Shouxin, the Lion God King once left the customs for a short time, and the four demon sects headed by the Idol King and Peng King seem to have all left the customs..."

Taoist Yan looked dignified.

"If so..."

Taoist Chiyang paced solemnly:
"Master Dao has to go back to the mountain immediately!"

"what?"

Daoist Yan, who was waiting for his advice, wanted to slap himself, what are you expecting...

"No, this is too dangerous..."

Taoist Chiyang took a few steps, and immediately closed the catalog of ten thousand immortals. With a touch of his feet, he was about to turn into a rainbow and leave.

But at this moment, he seemed to be aware of it and looked at a flower building in the city with a lot of makeup.

I saw a young man in white clothes with a bit of vicissitudes, leaning against the window to drink, playing swords and singing wildly:
"...Only cultivating nature, not fate, this is the first disease of cultivation. Only cultivating ancestral nature and not cultivating alchemy, it will be difficult for the ghosts of ten thousand kalpas to become holy!"

"Um?!"

Taoist Chiyang's heart was shocked, and he looked intently, only to feel the red light, and his eyes brightened:
"What a daoist!"

……

……

How can I worship Nirvana Temple, one of the four holy places in the world?

This was the biggest problem Lu Chen faced after coming to West Desert.

Normally speaking, a top-notch ten capital is enough to worship among them, at least, to be an introductory disciple.

only……

"Middle and lower heels, ten capitals who are more than three thousand years old, can they still worship in Nirvana Temple?"

In a small oasis among the wild sea and wild sand, Lu Chen, who had shaved himself, leaned against the door frame of a small temple, thinking about it.

His line of sight passed through the rolling yellow sand, across the stormy sea of ​​clouds, and faintly saw a sacred mountain so large that it surpassed the sky and was indescribably large.

It's not because of Lu Chen's astonishing eyesight that he was able to see this mountain from an unknown distance, but because of its immeasurable size.

Between the mountains, the overflowing beliefs, incense and vows are even more intense to a terrifying level!
That is the only holy mountain that has been worshiped by tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years, in the hundreds of countries in the Western Desert.

Nirvana Mountain!
"Dharma!"

Looking at the towering holy mountain and the endless surging incense and vows, Lu Chen couldn't help but see Bodhidharma's face in his heart.

The two worlds are different, but the Buddhas are connected.

The ancient Buddhist sects have already engraved the essence in all Buddhist ranking maps, no matter the mountains and seas, or the world, the Buddhist sects are infinitely similar.

However, the same essence, different worlds, also have different insights and comprehensions.

And Bodhidharma is the only Buddhist master-level figure in the world of mountains and seas for 3000 years...

"Compared to the mad monk, Bodhidharma is more suitable..."

While thoughts were flying, Lu Chen's tall body suddenly collapsed several feet, and his skin became even more dull and dull.

In the blink of an eye, he has changed from a shaved monk with a jade-like face and a refined body to an ascetic monk who looks very old and has been baptized by wind and sand.

"I originally wanted my heart to be self-sufficient, and I didn't want to wait for my heart to know it. The Buddha-nature cannot be obtained from outside the heart, and when the heart is born, sin is born..."

After pondering for a while, an old voice came out from Lu Chen's mouth.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

He clasped his hands together, and just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard an extremely loud bell.

"This is?!"

Lu Chen's heart trembled, and he looked up.

I saw that Nirvana mountain trembled violently for a moment, bursting out endless Buddha light, brilliant, as if suppressing the wind and sand all over the sky.

In a trance, Lu Chen seemed to hear the voices of millions of hearts chanting sutras, the words of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas chanting sutras.

He looked far into the distance, and felt that there seemed to be a Buddha's shadow flashing over the holy mountain. The compassionate and sacred aura almost made his mind shake for an instant.

hum~~~
In an instant, the vast western desert, hundreds of countries, and countless Buddhist temples all trembled for a moment as if they had sensed something.

As if aware of it, Lu Chen turned around slowly, and saw the unknown statue of Arhat glowing faintly in the small temple behind him.

A drop of golden tears fell from the corner of his eye...

"The image of the Buddha's birthday?!"

　Hmm... Continue to code words, the second watch is stable, Gouzi is slow for two days, and then hit the third watch!
　
(End of this chapter)