The first cause of all realms

Chapter 914 Peaceful Practice (Third)
"Really, really..."

Seeing the familiar face emerging from the bronze mirror, Li Ningyang was almost stunned.

Jianshan City is located in the southeast of Nanling Mountains. It seems to be only a trench away from Donghuang, but it is actually very far away.

The flying boats of the Pingzhou Club can travel thousands of miles in an instant, but it has been flying for more than a month from Mount Qian to here.

This distance is simply too great for him to calculate.

This mirror, with only such a faint ray of spiritual energy, can actually cross thousands of rivers and mountains, and see it like a face...

"Sure enough, spirit energy is the foundation of all supernatural powers..."

On the other side of the bronze mirror, Yang Jue was also a little surprised.

The round light mirror is guided by the veins of spirit energy. Although it is not as good as the lowest magic weapon, it has a miraculous effect after it comes to Longquan Realm.

At this moment, not only can he sense Li Ningyang, who is hundreds of millions of miles away, through this bronze mirror, but he can also sense the consumption of each other's round light mirrors, which is less than the case of mountains and seas.

In other words, the scope and duration of communication of this round light mirror are more than ten thousand times larger than those in the mountain and sea world!
Once it was used once, it would shatter. Now, as long as it is properly warmed, it may be preserved for a long time...

"senior……"

After being startled, Li Ningyang quickly came back to her senses, and told her experience of the past few months and the difficulties she encountered with a sad face.

His experience was lackluster.

After traveling for more than a month, and having no travel expenses to return, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and come to apprentice. In the end, he passed by by luck and became the outer disciple of Wanshi Tianzong.

Then, hit a snag...

"Visualize..."

Yang Ju's eyes fell on the scroll hanging on the wall.

The painting is extremely scribbled, it looks like a beginner's graffiti, and it can barely be seen that it is a golden tripod with three legs and two ears.

On it, there are no lines, no runes, no formations...

Just a bare big tripod.

"You, can't even visualize it?"

Almost the moment he saw the tripod, Yang Jue had already outlined it in his mind, just as he imagined, bald and devoid of magic.

"This……"

Looking at the unbelievable Yang Qiu, Li Ningyang blushed, and was speechless:
"Too, too difficult..."

He was ashamed.

"Maybe it's really difficult to visualize if you haven't become ten capitals yet?"

Yang Ju touched his chin.

If he hadn't believed in Tongyou and Tianyan, he would have wondered if Li Ningyang really had a purple fate.

However, through this painting, he has a little more understanding of the background of these great sect holy places.

To really get started, you have to visualize success.

In this way, from the time when the master of supernatural powers starts to visualize, if all ten things are successful, the exercises can be accomplished immediately, and the magic power will be born.

As for casual cultivators, it is difficult to cultivate ten capitals, and you have to find skills and visualize. Comparing the two, the gap is too big.

"Senior, please advise!"

Li Ningyang stayed for a long while, her nose drooped again after a long time without a runny nose, and hurriedly sniffed back:
"This visualization, really, really has no way to start. Every time I want to visualize, I will forget the appearance of this golden cauldron..."

Can't remember?
Yang Ju's heart moved, he knew that this was probably Wanshi Tianzong's real method of selecting disciples.

However, there are thousands of mountains and rivers apart, and the supernatural powers can't work, and he is also a little beyond his reach...

"Um……"

He pondered for a moment, and said:

"In this way, don't look at the golden tripod, first look at one leg, only look at a part, re-visualize, and then combine it in your heart..."

"Here, how is this combined?"

Li Ningyang was skeptical.

But he has no choice, he can only start to visualize again under the guidance of Yang Yu...

"If you can't even worship Wanshi Tianzong, the great luck of this world may be in vain..."

Yang prison is not very worried.

With such great luck, even if Li Ningyang couldn't visualize the Golden Cauldron at all, he would definitely be able to worship the Wanshi Tianzong.

The sky and the earth are all in the same force, the most obvious manifestation of the so-called great luck is that everything goes smoothly and all wishes come true.

"Really, really!"

Not long after, Li Ningyang really succeeded, and she looked at the bronze mirror with joy on her face. On the other side, Yang Qiu had already left.

"Thank you senior!"

Li Ningyang was a little disappointed, but she quickly cheered up, and began to visualize bit by bit, a difficult combination.

When it was daylight, he finally succeeded.

He rushed to the mountain gate with an iron crutch in a hurry, and at the last moment, he successfully passed the test and became the outer disciple of Wanshi Tianzong!
"This kind of person can also worship Wanshi Tianzong?"

Li Ningyang seemed to be pardoned, but he heard a harsh sneer again, and when he turned around, he didn't know who it was.

In other words, the same batch of disciples who entered the mountain gate with him were all looking at him with the same eyes.

contempt, contempt, disgust...

"I……"

Li Ningyang's face turned red and pale, she wanted to say something but couldn't say it, she just felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart.

"Let's go!"

The old man who selected the disciples to start, glanced coldly, and turned around casually, and he was about to urge the flying boat to bring the group of disciples back to Wanshi Mountain.

But there was a low and long roar.

Boom!
Like a heavy hammer beating a drum, the low and loud footsteps echoed from far away.

hum!
The void was trembling, and a cold and terrifying aura permeated the sky.

Li Ningyang looked over in amazement.

I saw mountains, rivers, and the earth shaking together, and a figure like a god and demon came stepping from the void.

Its body was as huge as a mountain, it was dressed in golden armor, and it had dragon horns. When it stepped, there seemed to be the sound of dragon chant and vibrations, and the sea water was rolling.

"Endless Sea Territory, under the Throne of the Dragon King of the Vast Sea, General of the Seas!"

The moment the roaring sound resounded, a cold voice echoed in the mountains:
"The man with the hair and horns, dare to come to my Wanshi Mountain?"

"Humph!"

The golden armored dragon stared angrily, but still stopped in front of the mountain with a muffled grunt, but his thunderous voice echoed inside and outside the mountains:
"My Dragon Lord, sent me here, I just want to ask a question!"

call!
The void in front of the mountain was wrinkled, and an indifferent Taoist stepped out:

"Say!"

Rumble!
At this moment, the heavens and the earth burst out with an extremely loud roar, as if a giant sacred mountain fell from the sky, and the terrible wind howled, and the grass and trees fell in a radius of a hundred miles.

The expression of the indifferent Taoist changed, and the waves of mana in his body boiled like fire, and his voice was shrill:

"Hanhai Dragon King, do you dare to come here to be presumptuous?!"

boom!
There seemed to be invisible fluctuations spreading layer by layer, the Taoist body froze, and he felt that his body and soul would be destroyed in an instant.

"Fellow Daoist Hanhai, you have passed!"

The white jade-like palm protruded from the void, and slid across it like playing a piano, smoothing out the ripples in the void.

"Taoist Xuandan, I just want to ask a question!"

The ancient and desolate voice seemed to come from the abyss, just hearing it, Li Ningyang felt chills in his heart.

"My son, after dying in Nanling, what should you do under the rule of your Immortal Dao Sect?"

when!
There seemed to be a bell reverberating, resisting the dragon's chant, the owner of the white jade palm stepped forward, with dark red hair and dark yellow complexion:
"What do you want?"

"I only have 980 sons, but the human race has [-] countries..."

In the void, there was a desolate dragon chant, like an old father mourning for his lost son:
"Of the 120 cities in the Qianyuan Dynasty, there should be eleven or two, and they will be buried for my son!"

Sacrifice!

Looking at the terrifying phantom looming in the void, Li Ningyang only felt a bone-chilling chill in his heart.

Qianyuan is more than 120 cities, one hundred and two, referring to Fucheng!

And for example, there are tens of millions of households and 12 cities in a prefecture of Jianshan, which means hundreds of millions of people...

In the next moment, Li Ningyang's pupils shrank violently, as if he had been frightened more violently than before.

The group of newcomer disciples in front of him and behind him are also quite similar.

Looking at the red-haired Taoist in horror, he said:

"too much."

……

……

After that night, Yang prison's life became more leisurely.

Qianshan City still has an owner, and the massacre that night will not change. The vacant shares of many big and small families will soon be divided up again.

It's just that the incense in the Longzi Temple was completely wiped out after the people from the Cangjiang Gate arrived.

Fang Qing's banquet was meaningless. This true disciple of the Cangjiang Gate was cold and arrogant, and he didn't pay much attention to the casual cultivators in the city.

The so-called banquet is just a beating to show your attitude.

And his attitude is also very obvious.

"I'm very angry, whoever provokes me will die!"

Being relegated to such a small town, Fang Qing's annoyance can be imagined.

But Yang Qiu had a meal, but he just felt it was funny, the sequelae of the tricky precepts accumulated on Fang Qing's body.

Fang Qing, who seemed cold and aloof, not close to women, actually had a burning desire, and after that, it kept pouring out in his dreams.

So many times, many years...

"I'm getting more and more peaceful..."

Walking on the noisy street, Yang Jue only felt that his mind was peaceful, and the legendary situation that attracting the Big Dipper would inevitably lead to demonic obstacles did not happen to him.

On the contrary, he even felt that he was more peaceful than when he was in the mountains and seas.

Strolling slowly, picking up missing ingredients from time to time, eating some special snacks, listening to music, listening to books, and drinking a cup of tea.

On the way, he also bought a few bunches of candied haws for Yuan Ben, and Yang Yu was in a daze, feeling like he had returned to his previous life.

The decades in the world of mountains and seas have been decades of turmoil and turmoil. Without the dragon's son as a disaster, Shanshan City has a somewhat prosperous scene.

Yang Qiu even had the illusion of returning to his previous life.

This feeling……

"not bad."

pity……

"If Xiao Si and mother-in-law are both here..."

Yang Jue changed his mind and landed on the faintly visible Yuanci Mountain in his dantian.

【Yuanci Five Elements Mountain (lower magic weapon)】

[Category: minor, suppression, rotation...]

[Characteristics: natal]

[Five Elements Dao Fruit, a magic weapon formed by assisting the power of Yuan Magnetic.It can assist in practice, purify spiritual energy, change the attributes of mana, and can slightly rotate the magnetic field (limited by skills)...]

[Status: Warming]

[Ling Qi: 159/5869]

Most magic weapons can be upgraded by absorbing materials, and life magic weapons are easier than others.

The promotion of the rank master can also drive the promotion of the magic weapon.

[Mana: one year and three months]

"Based on my current progress, a hundred years of mana will take at least a thousand days, which is too slow..."

　The third shift is complete, good night everyone... Tomorrow, the third shift will continue!
　
(End of this chapter)