The first cause of all realms

Chapter 933: Ten Thousand Houses Lighting Up Bodhi!
Manifestation...

It has been a long time since he withdrew from the Jiujiu Xuangong Realm, but Yang Yu still couldn't regain his senses for a long time.

Although it was only a few words, he had already remembered them in his heart.

That may be the way forward after Lord Big Dipper...

"Judicial God of War..."

Sitting cross-legged and digesting the gains in Xuangong territory, Yang Yu murmured to himself.

In a sense, the enlightenment map of the predecessors represents the choice of the predecessors for rank.

Naturally, this meant a lot to him.

Ranks are like a sea, how to choose is an eternal problem.

You must know that not every rank has a follow-up path to advancement, and some seemingly impossible paths may also be dead ends...

Manifestation...

Yang Yu's heart eased, and he looked inside himself. With the consumption of massive supplies, Yuanci Five Elements Mountain has approached the ranks of middle-grade magic weapons.

The improvement of his life is also reflected in the magic power of Yuan Magnetic. At this moment, he doesn't need to check carefully. He already knows that the level of this skill has been improved.

hum~
Not long after the breath adjustment, a faint humming sounded in Yang Ju's ears, and fluctuations came from within the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalogue.

"Any news?"

Yang Yu's heart moved, and he had already entered the catalog of ten thousand immortals.

hum~
During the flickering of the streamer, Yang Jue once again saw the ancient supernatural power that he hadn't seen for more than a month. This contemporary holy son of Tianli Sect still smiled and cupped his hands:
"Brother Nanling, fortunately, he did not disgrace his life!"

Without hesitation, the holy son took out a golden bodhi seed:

"This is the 'Great Bodhi'! According to legend, the method of refining this great medicine was obtained by a holy son of my holy religion from Nirvana Mountain in Buddhism more than [-] years ago, which is the most orthodox method. One of the great Buddhist medicines..."

"Brother Gu really believes in people!"

Without any twists and turns, the method of refining the great medicine has been obtained, and Yang Jue is not stingy with words of praise.

【Great Bodhi】

[Level: Ten Capitals]

[Evaluation: Ten capital-level medicines, supplying medicines for refining Buddha-like ranks and Dao fruits...]

After sweeping through Tongyou and making sure it was correct, Yang Jue asked:

"I wonder if brother Gu has finalized the candidate?"

This candidate is naturally a replacement.

This is no burden for Yang Qiu. If one of the disciples of the sect here kills one, there may be a mistake in killing one, but if one kills another, it will inevitably miss a large number of mistakes.

Which one he chooses makes no difference to him.

"There is no rush on this matter."

On the contrary, Gu Shentong hesitated a little, he paced back and forth:
"Brother Dao, are you in Nanling at this moment?"

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with our deal, does it?"

Yang Yu asked back.

"This deal, one, there are two."

Gu Shentong smiled slightly:
"If Brother Dao is in Nanling, Gu has a great deed, and he wants to share it with Brother..."

"Why don't you tell me?"

After obtaining the Great Bodhi refining method, Yang Ju didn't want to argue with him at first, but vaguely felt that this matter seemed to be of some benefit to him?
Yang Ju naturally believed in his spiritual perception very much.

"It seems that Brother Dao is still in Nanling."

Gu Shentong settled down slightly in his heart, and said:
"Brother Dao, do you know that Zhoujue Yintian Palace?"

"Zhou Jue Yintian Palace?"

Yang Yu's heart moved slightly, but he had some impressions:

"According to the ancient legend, one of the 24 Yin Palaces on Fengdu Mountain?"

Before ancient times, all kinds of great powers gathered in the sky and sea, among which the most famous ones were naturally the Court of God, the Court of Buddha, and the Court of Demons.

Second, there is Netherworld.

According to legend, in ancient times, there were ghosts and gods entrenched in the nether world, and their ruler called himself Fengdu, and ruled the life and death of all living beings.

Under its jurisdiction are the three major government lords, the five ghost emperors, and the ten kings of Hades, all of whom are vicious kings of the Yin God.

And Zhoujue Yintian Palace, located on Fengdu Mountain, is one of the 24 Yin Palaces.

This point, Yang Jue learned from Gui Ying when he was in charge of the remaining pages of the book of life and death...

"Brother Dao is indeed extraordinary!"

Gu Shentong smiled slightly, paced and said:

"Before ancient times, when the catastrophe came, the heavens collapsed, and the nether world was shattered, it is said that the 24 palaces inside and outside Fengdu Mountain also escaped, and one of them was in Nanling!
According to legend, there are all kinds of treasures in it, and when it was opened last time, someone once found a map of the extreme level in it..."

Based on his relationship with Qiu Changhai, it would certainly take less than a month to obtain the 'Great Bodhi'. The reason why it was delayed here is still related to the Yintian Palace of Zhou Jue.

"So, if you want to plot the Yintian Palace, you want to plan it with me?"

What he said was serious, but Yang Ju felt a little strange:
"Our relationship is not so good, is it?"

The Heavenly Principle Sect belongs to the leader of the Demon Dao, the current holy son, and its status is far from comparable to that of Fang Qing.

Such a person, no matter how harmless he is to humans and animals, he will always be careful...

"Brother Dao still doesn't believe in Gu, that's right, the holy son of the devil is notorious, how can it be so easy to win people's trust?"

Gu Shentong sighed softly:
"Brother Dao, if you believe in me, and the real one is in Nanling, then go to the southeast of Nanling, the land of Qianyuan. In a few days, the Yintian Palace of Zhou Jueyin will definitely come out..."

At this point, he didn't say much anymore, just mentioned the precautions for Yang Jue to refine the great medicine, and after a slight cup of his hands, he disappeared in this illusion.

"Zhou Jue Yintian Palace..."

Withdrawing from the catalog of ten thousand immortals, Yang prison thought to himself.

He suspected that there must be a big event near Qianshan City, otherwise he would not have attracted so many masters, but now he heard what Gu Shentong said, and he half believed it in his heart.

only……

"As the ancient supernatural powers said, this is not the first time that the Yintian Palace of Zhoujue has appeared in the world. Then, the Cangjiang Sect, or other sects, are willing to let such a profound art realm be exiled?"

Yang prison was a little suspicious.

Different from the world of mountains and seas, the world of Longquan is a divided world. Within this world, everything from the stars to the veins, spiritual energy, and resources has been divided up.

One side is independent from the outside world of profound art, no matter how you look at it, something is wrong.

unless……

"Unless the realm of this Fang Xuangong is very special, when it came out last time, the sects could not confine it and move it away..."

Thinking silently in his heart, Yang Ju didn't think too much, if the ancient supernatural power had other plans, then there must be other actions in the future.

"Human Immortal..."

Yang Yu murmured to himself, and the refining method of 'Great Bodhi' had emerged.

The great medicine is not a elixir, and its refining materials and methods are completely different from the latter. ,

For example, this Great Bodhi.

【Great Bodhi: Bodhi Fruit, Righteous Enlightenment Fruit... This great medicine is not a medicine, it is a reality!

Great enlightenment is Bodhi, enlightenment is Bodhi, Nirvana is the right dharma, supreme enlightenment is Bodhi...

Not a single thought in the heart is Bodhi...]

There are three refining methods for this Great Bodhi.

One is the Bodhi of Reality, which lies in oneself, and realizes the Bodhi of Reality.

The second is the Bodhi of Real Wisdom, which also focuses on realizing the wisdom of being reasonable within oneself.

Normally speaking, those who refine this great medicine mostly use the third method.

"Wanjia lights turn into Bodhi..."

Yang Yu said to himself.

Compared with the illusory and illusory method of one or two methods, the third method is much more intuitive, but intuitive does not mean simple.

For Bodhi's enlightenment, those who ask for the lights of thousands of families will return the lights of thousands of families.

"This is a bit of a legend, the meaning of Buddhism's great wish..."

Yang Yu thought about it.

The great wish of Buddhism is first made first, and then practiced. Before ancient times, all Buddhas did it.

The refining method of the Great Bodhi has quite a bit of this meaning. First seek it from the lights of thousands of families to transform Bodhi, and then practice it to protect it.

In a sense, is it an exchange?
"Try it..."

Yang prison thought in his heart, and he lost the thought of retreating, got up, and walked into the bustling street.

……

The lights of thousands of families are not lights in the true sense. What they borrow is not fire, but heart.

The lights of thousands of families are called the lights of hearts of thousands of families.

This process is not difficult, at least for Yang Qiu.

Although the incense in the temple he built in Jianshan City is not very prosperous, it still exists after all.

With the help of his own god statue, Yang Jue borrowed this light, and it was much simpler than mentioned in the method of refining the great medicine.

In less than ten days, Yang Qiu had already borrowed the first heart lamp.

"Is this the heart lamp?"

In the small courtyard, Yang Jue held a candle in his hand.

He could even see figures and voices in the Rudou lamp flickering.

In a trance, within this light, there seems to be a scholar holding a candle to read at night, with his head hanging from the beam and awl piercing his buttocks, studying poetry and books, enduring hunger and cold, hoping to find a future
This is the lamp he borrowed through the statue of the nameless god. The scholar is also one of his few believers...

"This great medicine needs not so much the lights of thousands of families, but rather the various forms of the world of mortals..."

Seeing the figure in the lights, Yang Jue had a clear understanding in his heart:
"This believer believed in me and was willing to lend the lamp, but it wasn't because of reverence or anything else. He just wanted something...

So, I borrowed his heart lamp, and in the future, I must at least repay him the same amount..."

Yang Ju gradually figured out the essence of this great medicine, and he also realized more clearly the importance of establishing temples and enshrining gods.

The magical effect of incense has penetrated into all aspects!
"Incense, don't give up lightly! This small temple must be well maintained..."

In the days that followed, he stopped going out every day, and instead of practicing normally, he paid attention to his small temple.

Without the constraints of being the master of the temple, I have learned the basics of temple and blessing skills since I was a child, and I have managed the small temple to a flourishing day.

Although the incense is still not comparable to those big temples, it is no longer as empty as before.

As a result, Yang Ju finally put out his thoughts of showing up.

Because there are many lights.

Not more than a month later, Yang Jue had already borrowed a thousand heart lamps to the small courtyard, shining brightly in the night.

This means that his small temple god has more than a thousand believers within this month!

And not here for rice noodles, but believers who really have what they want!

Huhu~
In the night wind, the lights are like stars.

Yang Ju focused on the perception, and could faintly feel the figures and voices in the thousands of heart lamps...

There is an old farmer who works hard at sunrise, works hard every day, but can't eat enough...

There are believers who eat too much and are lazy, all year round, relying on the donations from various temples to support their families...

There are poor and lowly couples weeping relative to each other, weeping silently
There are filial sons who serve their mothers, and there are old mothers who take care of their children
There are also lecherous people who pray day and night, have three wives and four concubines...

……

And so on, to name a few.

It is the world of mortals, and it is also the appearance of all living beings.

Behind the fire of a thousand lamps of the heart are the different encounters and moods of thousands of different people...

"There is a specialization in the real art industry. If it is not Yuanben, relying on myself, I am afraid that I may not be able to have one-tenth of it at this moment..."

Borrowing things is not just talking. Money is hard to borrow, and lights are ten times harder.

Yang Prison had already prepared three to five years to borrow lamps, this was an unexpected joy, and he was naturally happy to accept it.

In the days that followed, he was still doing business with Han Xuantong, and based on a large amount of gold, iron and black stones, he promoted Yuanci Five Elements Mountain to the ranks of the middle grade, and went towards the top grade.

At the same time, he pondered the mysteries and difficulties of the Immortal Realm every day, but he left all the work of collecting heart lamps to Yuan Ben.

Of course Yuan Ben didn't know that his temple master was waiting for him, he was just doing his temple work step by step.

Without the constraints of his own temple master, he did it very smoothly. Even if he didn't donate rice noodles, more or less believers came to offer incense every day.

The sun rises and the sun sets, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, more than a year has passed.

The unnamed small temple in Jicheng District is full of incense, and in the small courtyard of Xiabeicheng District, lights have been piled up in every room.

At night, the lights are like a forest, and when the wind blows, the whole street is filled with the breath of lights.

"My God, believers, Zhang San, prayed sincerely! The disciple's family is rich, and he doesn't ask for anything, but only asks for a golden gun..."

Among the bean lamps, there are believers bowing their heads devoutly, their thoughts are so strong that they can overwhelm many nearby lamps.

"The lights of all houses are ready!"

Among the lights in the forest, Yang Yu sat cross-legged, calm in his heart.

Tens of thousands of lights are naturally false fingers. In fact, the refining requirements of this 'Great Bodhi' are as many as possible.

The more lights there are, the better the quality of the refined medicine will be. Ten thousand lights are only the minimum requirement.

But with his current conditions, that's all he could do.

If there is a qualitative change compared to today, it will cost at least [-] heart lamps, and that is not something that can be done in three to five years...

"call!"

While his thoughts were circulating, Yang Jue took a deep breath.

hum~
The night wind howled, and thousands of lights fell down, like running water, flowing towards Yang Ju's mouth and nose.

After the little lights entered the body, they were drawn invisibly and converged between his heart and lungs...

Gradually, Yang Ju felt his heart was warm and bright, and a real copper lamp lit up in his heart!

……

……

"It's almost time!"

Inside the Bibotan Crystal Palace, the lights were brightly lit. At a certain moment, the water diverting dragon rose up, and a dragon chant resounded outside the Bibotan.

boom!
Rumble!
In the night, some people sit cross-legged in the deep mountains, some people are boating on the cold pool, and some people sit quietly in the sea of ​​clouds.

At this moment, they all looked towards the place where the dragon chant resounded.

All I saw was the gathering of wind and clouds on the Bibo Pool, the sky was full of ink, and amidst lightning and thunder, a golden dragon soared into the sky in anger.

And in the place where the dragon's majesty disperses, the sky is like a big hole in the sky, and under the dimension, there seems to be a dark and gloomy palace that rises and falls.

"Zhou Jue Yintian Palace!"

　Good night, good night, everyone... Recommend a book "Spiritual: I hang up in Daxia and become a saint"

　
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