The first cause of all realms

Chapter 916 Dual Cultivation of Law and Martial Arts, Blood Prison

bible?

Yang Ju was slightly taken aback, and immediately knew that what the little toad was talking about was the catalog of ten thousand immortals.

"If there is no master in the heavenly book, the gods will be free. If there is a master..."

As the little toad said, there was anthropomorphic fear in Mung Bean's small eyes:

"If there is a Lord, it must be Him, it must be Him..."

Him?
Yang Yu frowned.

Ask again, the little toad will not say anything no matter what, just let him, don't practice the way of God.

"Practice the way of God, what will happen?"

The more it is like this, the more curious Yang Ji is.

"Do you know, among the five types of Dao Fruit, which two are the most special?"

After a little hesitation, the little toad looked around and said in a low voice.

"God, Buddha."

Yang Qiu naturally understood.

He gained a lot from Tianhai's trip last time. Apart from the Chunyang Sword Pill Sutra, he also gained an understanding of the great world before ancient times.

Before ancient times, there were thousands of races and races, but among all ranks, gods and Buddhas were the most special.

For example, Wei Tuo, who he had seen before, was only a guardian of the Dharma, but he could still be promoted to become Wei Tuotian, Wei Tuo Bodhisattva, and even Louzhi Buddha...

And the rank is clear, the advanced route is clear, this is one of them.

The second is that these two are all-encompassing.

All ranks can be converted as much as possible. The ten masters of the immortal way can also be transformed into demons and Jiuyao masters through rituals, and demons can also be transformed into demons.

But this advanced conversion, for other classes, only happens from time to time.

However, there are countless such examples in the two categories of gods and Buddhas. They can not only accommodate other types of ranks, but even actively pursue other types of ranks.

Just like the most famous "Bone Bodhisattva" in ancient times, he was born as a demon, and then entered Buddhism, and then, he experienced the underworld and became a demon...

In the end, when he returned to Buddhism, all kinds of things were united, and his supernatural powers were terrifying, and there are legends in later generations.

"Once it is registered in the heavenly book, although it has one more life than other masters, but at the same time, it will also face great terror..."

The little toad was a little trembling:
"My master, how mighty and domineering, after being recorded in the heavenly book, he will be stationed in the divine court for a year and a half every ten years. Sometimes, he will go down to the realm to subdue demons to maintain the majesty of the heaven..."

"Um……"

Yang Jue waited for the next text, but did not get a response, so he raised his head in surprise:
"and then?"

"Gone."

"Gone?!"

Yang Qiu was choked completely:

"Is this the great terror you were talking about?"

"Isn't it scary that the majestic five hundred spirit officials will be ordered by others and will not be free until death?"

The little toad was also a little surprised:

"You know, the immortals of ancient times roamed between the heaven and the earth, traveled to the North Sea at night, accompanied by mountains and forests, devoted themselves to mountains and rivers, talked with friends with friends in their spare time, and sat quietly among the sea of ​​clouds when they were busy, doing everything they could do... ..."

The three-legged golden toad jumped onto the statue's shoulder and stomped hard:

"As for the unbelievable master of my family, who held the position of the Great Dharma Protector, subdued demons for a lifetime, and finally took the initiative to fight the 'robbing demons' and died.

Isn't this scary? "

"When the end of the calamity comes, you will die if you retreat, and you will die if you enter. If you dare to face the robbery directly, this spiritual official, compared to the immortal you admire, has much more determination..."

Of course Yang Qiu knew that this little guy had a lot of complaints against his master, so he didn't say anything to it.
Put it in your arms with one sleeve:
"You are a magic weapon, what do you know about happiness?"

Ancient immortals, can they really be at ease?

The three-legged golden toad swears, but Yang Jue doesn't believe it, no matter if it's a god or a demon, or a fairy, Buddha or demon, once he sets foot on this road, he can't retreat.

Under the catastrophe, if it is decided that all immortals and Buddhas will perish, why not give it a go?
"Ah..."

"At the end of the robbery..."

Little Toad's words reminded Yang Qiu of the Taiyi Sect again.

Countless generations of people in that ancient great sect struggled to survive, and in the end, after thousands and thousands of generations, the inheritance was preserved.

In the map of the clear water and cold pool, his communication with the Taiyi Sect still stays in the 'Taiyigengen Mantra'.

Afterwards, there was no response from the other end of the Taiyi Gate, and he naturally did not take the initiative to search for it.

"But I don't know, how is Taiyi Sect doing now?"

Yang prison thought in his heart and walked to the small courtyard.

The wind and snow in Jianshan City have gradually stopped. After several days of coldness, although the ice and snow have not melted, the greenery has diffused.

Spiritual Qi, so thick that it was almost atomized, filled the entire city.

For the rank masters of this world, the spiritual energy in the city is far inferior to that of the fairy mountain and blessed land, but for him, it is enough.

"As the body of Nanling, I can't hide the news that I boarded the flying boat to go to the Eastern Wasteland..."

Yang prison thought in his heart.

Wu Tao claimed to be the son of the Dragon King of Hanhai. Although everyone knew that there were more than [-] descendants of the Dragon King of Hanhai, he was not defenseless.

After that night, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he had already left Qianshan City.

Afterwards, the Cangjiang Gate's several great legends descended, and Fang Qing and others came with treasures, which also confirmed that the Sword Immortal Nanling had crossed the Eastern Wilderness.

"I don't know, what does the Great Rijin Palace look like..."

Yang Ju's mind wandered, sensing the Zhenxie Seal.

Through the hidden connection, he could sense that Lu Daoren had arrived in the Eastern Wasteland and was in excellent condition.

However, he did not forcefully descend, borrowing his perspective.

The living dead and the grass-headed god are completely different existences. The latter, possessing extremely detailed and perfect memory and aura, is almost like the rebirth of a pure yangzi.

For this Chunyang Sword Immortal, he has respect in his heart, not to mention his reaction, if it is not necessary, he is not willing to be too abrupt.

"call!"

Wei Wei perceives that he is in excellent condition and is quite happy, so Yang Ju calms down.

……

"Devil Slaying..."

And it was almost the moment when Yang Jue touched the Suppressing Evil Seal, in a small town far away in the Eastern Wasteland, thousands of mountains and rivers away, Lu Sheng also seemed to feel it.

"No rush, no rush."

He smiled lightly, still drinking by the window.

The city where he is at the moment is called 'Shengxian', and it is one of the cities closest to the Great Sun Golden Palace.

There are many people coming and going in the city, there are many masters of supernatural powers, and there are also many masters of rank, and the vast majority of people come here because they want to pay homage to the Great Rijin Palace.

These days, he has seen too many people go in groups, and he has also seen them return disappointed.

"Sit in a hurry, walk in a hurry, why bother?"

Lu Daoren didn't take it seriously, he was naturally interested in the Great Sun Golden Palace, but he only wanted to find his own sword.

"Pindao will return to the mountain tomorrow, are you really unwilling to worship Pindao as your teacher?"

Silently, Taoist Chiyang has come to the window.

"Lu Mou has long passed the age of apprenticeship and seeking Taoism. If you want to leave, you can leave. Who will stop you?"

Daoren Lu replied.

He really didn't like the sects in this world, even if he didn't have a rank at the moment, he still killed a large number of people.

Among them, many are related to the Dainil Golden Palace.

"You really don't want to pray?"

Taoist Chiyang stared.

For this kid, he stayed here for seven full days. What kind of dangerous seven days are these?

"No thanks."

"it is good!"

Taoist Chiyang stomped his feet, and the entire restaurant was flooded by a large piece of brilliance, only to hear exclamations, and the two disappeared in place:
"That's not up to you!"

Whoa!
In the next moment, the two of them had reached the cloud head.

Taoist Chiyang was about to say something jokingly, when he suddenly heard a dragon chant resounding far away in the east.

"This is?"

Chiyang old Taoist's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly summoned the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalogue. Before he could ask, a voice came hastily:

"Master, the Dragon King of the Han Sea and Taoist Xuandan fought against each other in the air, and it seems that he was angry..."

"Is this old dragon crazy?!"

Chiyang Taoist was shocked.

How dare he act in front of Wanshi Mountain for the sake of one of the more than 8000 heirs?

Are you really not afraid that Taoist Xuantian will kill him? !
"No, this old loach is so bold, could it be..."

As soon as his thoughts changed, Taoist Chiyang couldn't help but gasp:
"No way..."

"Uncle, Master wants you to go..."

It seems that the sound in the catalog of ten thousand immortals still rang out, Taoist Chiyang had already taken his way, and the rainbow light disappeared into the void together, returning to the Great Sun Golden Palace.

"Don't go! It's a job to die, let your old man go by himself! That's..."

……

……

Call ~
The night was dark and moonless, and the wind was high. .

In Xiabeicheng District, in a small courtyard overgrown with weeds, there was a sudden 'click', and a stone slab was pushed away.

A woman with disheveled hair crawled out from the ground. In the night, her pale face looked like a ghost, and the scared mice screamed.

"Father, younger brother..."

He raised his head blankly, looked at the sky above the city, the manor that seemed to cover the moon, Fang Xingyun's tears fell silently.

"why why……"

She clasped the ground tightly, trembling all over.

That night, arrows fell like rain, and a terrifying killing atmosphere filled the entire city. The three of them, husband and daughter, died that night without any resistance.

Resentment, resentment, fear, apprehension...

Countless emotions surged in her heart, gnawing at her heart like a poisonous snake...

"Nanling, Nanling!"

She gritted her teeth tightly, her eyes were red:

"One day..."

She struggled to get up, and took out a tight package from the hole in the ground. In a blink of an eye, she disappeared into the night.

Fang Xingyun's speed was extremely fast, sneaking in the night like a ghost, and not long after, he stopped outside a manor.

But after a few identifications, he entered the manor and stopped outside a small courtyard.

"Who?!"

In the courtyard, there seemed to be lights on.

"The chessboard is more than just two colors..."

Fang Xingyun spoke, this is an extremely obscure and unknown language.

"Ah you are……"

The courtyard suddenly fell silent.

"Um?!"

Fang Xingyun's heart suddenly turned cold:
"No, you are not Yin Lang!"

boom!
Without any hesitation, Fang Xingyun suddenly retreated. She possessed the art of dancing in the sky, and with one step back, she was about to disappear into the night sky.

But in the next moment, her expression suddenly changed.

I only felt an invisible but qualitative aura descending suddenly, like a big hand clenched tightly, extinguishing all her resistance and Taoism.

Then, he fell heavily into the yard.

Yang Ju looked at it calmly, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

His five senses were already extraordinary, and even that night, he was keenly aware of the abnormality in this woman.

The reason why I can't bear it is to see who is behind her, but unfortunately...

"you!"

Fang Xingyun raised his head in amazement, and saw a figure slowly coming out of the shadows, he was startled for a moment, and then seemed to think of something:
"Yes, is it you?"

"Only one little mouse..."

Yang Ju had no desire to communicate with him, and his body was already dried up and turned into powder in the blink of an eye.

Although Yuan Magnetic Rotation is only one level, its power is no less than that of Chaomai Grade 12 Tianyi Knife.

"Using the language of the previous life as a code, I'm afraid I won't be able to discover it..."

Yang Ju waved his hand, and the small altar of flesh and blood in Fang Xingyun's arms fell into his palm.

hum!
With the previous experience, the moment the altar was in hand, Yang Yu's divine will had already fallen into the cauldron of gluttony.

Between the red rays of light, Yang Ni's self-talking voice came out:
"In this life, I have tried to be a good person..."

　Hmm...the second update...it's difficult, I don't know if I can do the third update, I'm not in a good state today, anyway, try to write as much as possible, everyone just don't wait.

　
(End of this chapter)