The first cause of all realms

Chapter 943 Martial arts, Nagarjuna King Buddha! (two in one)

Three Altars Sea Meeting...

Yang Yu's eyes moved slightly:

"The Great God of the Three Altars Sea Meeting..."

The term "three altars" was mentioned in Daoist Canon. The so-called "three altars" refers to the three realms of heaven, earth, and water.

It means, all the worlds with heaven, earth, and water.

The Haihui is often mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures, which means "the seat where the saints meet, and the virtue is as deep as the sea".

Santan Haihui, its literal meaning, can be interpreted as a god whose divine power is as vast as the sea within the heavens of the universe.

It can also be understood as the most tyrannical fighting god who commands the heaven, earth, water, and all realms of the universe.

In secret, it can be seen that this must be the combination of the three paths of 'Buddha, Immortal, and God' as one, the ultimate level!
And Yang Ju couldn't help but think of the legends from his previous life...

The past life and the present life are specious, although most of them may not be the same, but some similarities make his heart throb every time...

At this moment, when he heard the 'Three Altars Meeting', he couldn't help but see that great god who stepped on the fire and held a sharp spear...

The legends of past life and present life seem to be getting closer and closer to him...

"Brother Nanling, do you know the name of the Santan Haihui?"

Sensing that Yang Ju's expression was different, Gu Shentong's heart moved slightly.

For this old monster who has been famous all over the world since he was born, and now he has topped the top ten capitals gold list, and even surpassed the top ten capitals gold list for hundreds of years.

Until now, he still couldn't believe that such a person would be a loose person...

One must know that even Zhong Lilie, the contemporary number one true biography of the Wanshi Tianzong who has been practicing for hundreds of years, has great luck, is of the highest heel, has the highest rank, and has never been in the top five of the Ten Capitals Gold List at all...

"Know a thing or two."

Yang Yu came back to his senses:

"In ancient times, immortals and Buddhas lived in the world, and the names of various great gods have been passed down a lot..."

He naturally knew that Gu Shentong was probing from the beginning to the end, but he didn't care too much. His identity is all fake, so why are you afraid of being tempted?
"I see……"

Gu Shentong nodded, but laughed in his heart.

Before the ancient times, there were countless gods and Buddhas, but after the end of the catastrophe, there were not many who could pass down their names. At least, if he hadn't read the religious records, he would not have known about the three altars...

"Brother Gu said too far."

Yang prison reminded at the right time.

"Yep."

Gu Shentong smiled, slandering in his heart, the person in front of him was pretending to be asking for information for the first time, but he was tight-lipped...

But he had something to ask for, so he could only hold his nose and agree:
"The Nine Extreme Gods of War are powerful in the ancient heavens, and the Judicial God of War is the head of the Nine Extreme Gods of War, and there are countless immortal gods under him.

But in the territory of Fang Xuangong, the only confirmation that there is really a legacy left behind, I am afraid that only the Great God of the Three Altars Sea Society..."

Although Gu Shentong was a little unwilling to ask for help from others, he had no choice but to tell the secret.

More than 9000 years ago, the Red Devil King, the owner of Wanyao Cave, accidentally entered here and obtained good fortune. Afterwards, he rose rapidly and single-handedly pulled Wanyao Cave into the ranks of the Seventeen Houses.

Long before Taoist Sanchi strayed in, someone sneaked into the Ten Thousand Monsters' Cave, obtained some secrets, and spread them among the various families.

"The core of this Fangxuan realm is naturally the aura of the Judicial God of War. According to the secrecy in the teaching, this Fangxuan realm will exist for 12 years...

But every time it appears, it seems to be different, from carrying the mountain to chasing the sun, trying the 'Huaguang King', ejecting the Golden Crow, etc. It's all possible..."

"Try King Huaguang?"

Yang Ju's heart moved slightly, this should be the second refining node...

King Huaguang's existence, he learned from the mouth of the three-legged red-eyed golden toad.

King Huaguang is also a great legend before ancient times.

According to the little guy, it has different legends and titles in different periods, King Huaguang is one of them.

Others include Prince Ma, Three-Eyed Lingguang, Lingguan Marshal Ma, Emperor Huaguang, and Emperor Huaguang with five manifestations...

The most important thing is that this prince of horses is also said to be born with heavenly eyes, and possesses supernatural powers that cross boundaries...

"Brother Nanling also knows this?"

Gu Shentong became more and more surprised.

"Know a thing or two."

Yang Ju's expression remained unchanged.

On the other side, Hanyue Sanren was originally listening silently, but at this moment he couldn't help but glance at him...

"oh oh……"

Of course Gu Shentong didn't believe it, but he still typed 'haha' and continued:
"It is said that at a certain stage, the Great God of the Three Altars will appear.

However, the exact time and place, I am afraid that only Hong Fa'er knows, other than that, Taoist Sanchi may not know...

I only know that it seems to be related to the word "mantra"? "

Yang Yu nodded: "Gui, Lu?"

"You know that too?"

Gu Shentong suddenly stood up, he was vague, of course he didn't want to be hollowed out, but this...

"Know a thing or two."

Yang prison is at ease.

"you……"

Gu Shentong Haoxuan didn't spit out a mouthful of reverse blood.

You know everything, why don't you say anything, and ask me why? !

"I really know a thing or two."

Seeing his reaction so great, Yang Ju shook his head slightly.

boom!
He pretended to stand up, and there was a loud explosion in the void, and the shadows of the two sacred mountains were faintly visible.

"These two mountains should be the two-character mantra you said."

"This this……"

Gu Shentong's heart trembled, and he couldn't help holding his breath.

The majesty and sacredness of these two sacred mountains can only be truly felt on these hills.

In a trance, he only felt that the sky was covered by these two mountains, and all he could see was the body of the divine mountain.

No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see the edge!
It seems that this is heaven!
call!
In just a moment, Shenshan retreated, and Yang Juan sat down again, with cold sweat on Gu Shentong's forehead, and murmured:

"If you want to carry two huge sacred mountains on your back to chase the great sun, the Idol King with the power of 'holding the mountains and surpassing the sea' may not be able to do it, right?"

"Impossible?"

Yang Yu keenly caught something.

Not necessarily, that is to say, it is possible to do it?

"These two mountains..."

Gu Shentong still had lingering fears in his heart, and was a little puzzled:
"I'm afraid these two mountains are enough to fill the sea. How, how can you afford it?"

"This is not a real mountain. In the final analysis, it's just two words of mantra..."

Hanyue Sanren, who had been silent for a long time, spoke at this time:

"Suppressing opponents with mantras is not uncommon before ancient times. The six-character mantras of Buddhism and the nine-character mantras of Taoism are the legendary methods of suppressing superiors..."

"Ok?"

The ancient supernatural power came to his senses, and then he looked straight at the old Taoist who he didn't care about before.

"The weight of the truth is far greater than that of mountains. If it comes from a powerful hand, it will be easy to crush the world, but it is not a real mountain, otherwise..."

Hanyue Sanren got up and paced. He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but the meaning was naturally understood by everyone present.

If it is really such a huge two sacred mountains...

"Truth, suppression?"

Yang Jue chewed these words, his eyes were a little strange, he always felt that this old man seemed to have changed, but he couldn't explain clearly.

Looking at it through Tongyou, I didn't notice anything unusual...

"It seems that there is such a legend..."

Gu Shentong stared at it for a long time, and seemed to have noticed something strange.

The old man looked rather embarrassed, but for some reason, he felt a little cramped.

"The true words are the words of the heavens and the way of the heavens, the words of the great way, which were rubbed down by the ancestors who understood the sky before the ancient times, and even more distant years. They have all kinds of incredible power..."

Hanyue Sanren, who was pacing, turned around at a certain moment, took a fixed look at Yang Ju, paused for a long time, and then calmly said:
"If you want to break it, you need to see it first, then practice it, or, use the truth to break the truth..."

"Use the truth, break the truth?"

Yang Jue's brows were hot, and he stared deeply, but he still didn't see the slightest abnormality, which made him feel a warning sign in his heart.

There is no difference, but the biggest difference.

Looking at Gu Shentong indiscriminately, Yang Jue asked:

"Then, if you want to break the word 'rule' and 'law', what should you do?"

"What you should consider now..."

'Hanyue Sanren' took a deep look at Yang Yu for the last time, and suddenly fell to the ground, but just avoided the palm of the ancient magic power behind him.

Then, under the gaze of the two, his figure disappeared into nothingness like a bubble...

"This?!"

Gu Shentong's hair stood on end, as if he had been greatly frightened:
"What kind of magical power is this?!"

He himself possessed the supernatural power of escape, so he naturally understood this kind of supernatural power, but after witnessing it at such a close distance, he didn't see clearly how this old Taoist disappeared.

"This……"

Yang Ju withdrew his half-explored palm, and his eyes flickered for a moment.

In the void, there is a sound that seems to be there, and it is the second half of the sentence left by "Han Yue San Ren":

"Yes, climb the mountain!"

……

……

hum~
Amidst the seemingly non-existent buzzing sound, Hanyue Sanren felt tingling pain all over his body, as if falling into a nightmare, unable to open his eyes for a long time.

Only faintly, I heard the endless and desolate sigh of my master.

"...they are back..."

Who are they?

Where are you coming back?

After a long time, Hanyue Sanren suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a sea of ​​clouds. At this moment, he was flying above the sky.

The shining golden sun shines brightly, and the shining cloud sea seems to be on fire.

"Master!"

Hanyue Sanren looked around, he fell on the deck of a lone boat at the moment, shuttled between the sea of ​​clouds, looked around in all directions, let alone a person, not even a bird.

But when he closed his eyes, he seemed to hear Master's voice again:
"This solitary boat will take you to the eighteen relics left in Longquan Realm for your teacher. If you can get one, you can master the 'Summoning Art'; Can be eighteen..."

"Tianji shocking book, follow you to learn..."

"Master!"

Hanyue Sanren couldn't help shouting, as if he saw the boundless sea of ​​laws and the figure of his master drifting away.

"The relationship between you and me as a master and apprentice ends at this time. If you can master the 'Tianjishu', then maybe we will meet again..."

The fluttering sound fell, and everything returned to silence.

The gloomy and dark sea of ​​laws calmed down again, only shallow footsteps sounded from time to time.

"Ordinary people are afraid of results, but bodhisattvas are afraid of causes... cause and effect, how long will it be possible to rest?"

Fiddled with the deep sea water under his feet with a bamboo stick, in the little ripples, various images seemed to emerge one by one.

There are seas of clouds, mountains, sword lights, and blood lights...

In the end, his gaze fell on a huge mountain that was as if stained red with blood. In the faint, there seemed to be a frenzied middle-aged man, who was as majestic as a lion, was also looking into the distance, separated by time and space, and He looked at each other.

Snapped!
The ripples dissipated.

"So many people want Him to return... Sincerely? False?"

The old man of Tianshu sighed softly, opened the fragmented scroll in his palm, and the scarlet handwriting flashed across his eyes like water.

Somewhere, he paused slightly, and stroked the strip with his old palm:

[At the end of the Nine Tribulations, the Ten Tribulations are approaching, there is a sky demon that is about to recover, it seems to be a heroic move...]

After being silent for a while, he turned over this article and wrote a new one with blood as ink:
[Zhou Jue Yintian Palace reappears, several people scramble for it, end]

Closing the fragments, the old man walked in the endless dark sea of ​​laws, his figure and voice gradually disappearing into nothingness:

"... Di Ta Ying Zhao, or... well, the end of the ten calamities... the boundless world, who will control the ups and downs..."

"Dao, Dao, Dao..."

"Difficult, difficult, difficult..."

……

……

With lingering fears and doubts, the ancient magic power still failed to get what he wanted on the hill.

Angry in his heart, he finally turned around and went down the mountain helplessly, leaving behind Yang Ju and Hong Fa'er who had been in a coma for a long time.

Huhu~
Overnight, the flames in the mountains have long since disappeared, and the true fire of Samadhi is extraordinary fire, so it will not spread infinitely.

Yang Yu sat quietly on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance, above the sea of ​​clouds, rounds of big suns leaped out, swaying endless rays of light.

"Three Altars Sea Meeting? I'm afraid it may not be possible!"

Looking at the back of Gu Shentong going away, Yang Jue's eyes were cold.

He never trusts others, especially this ancient supernatural power, who was born as the leader of the demonic world and a true disciple of Tianli Sect.

This is not a distinction between good and evil. In fact, the so-called fairy gates in this world are not even sanctimonious in his eyes, and they are naked and cruel.

The fairy gate is like this, so what about the devil way?
It's not that he is suspicious, it's true, it's unbelievable...

"climb mountains……"

Gently kneading the center of his brows, Yang Jue's expression was unusually dignified. Cooperating with his heavenly eyes, he managed to catch a glimpse of something in the last glance.

【Tian Shu Qi Machine (Deep Purple)】

"The heavenly book that has been broken in the legend? Hanyue Sanren, there is such a thing? Before that, who used his body to talk to me? The heavenly book? Or is it that the Taoist ghost seized the house?"

Even if he got a glimpse of something, Yang Qiu felt even more puzzled.

Silently, within the magnetic field he manipulated, he was able to seize a Ten Capital Lord standing in front of Jiuyao Gate?

"Perhaps, not..."

But based on his intuition, Yang Ju felt that Hanyue Sanren didn't seem to have suffered any disaster, on the contrary, he seemed to have given up his physical body on his own initiative, otherwise, as long as he resisted a little, he should be aware of it.

"He should be fine..."

Yang prison felt it.

There was no ripple on the eighty-nine Xuangong mirror inlaid on the wall of the cauldron of gluttony. This shows that, at least, the unknown person who appeared suddenly did not have any hostility towards him.

For his own intuition, Yang Qiu still believed.

only……

"How to climb a mountain..."

"Cuck!"

While Yang Jue was thinking, inside the sleeve robe, the three-legged golden toad began to struggle every day again, wanting to come out:

"Boy, let Patriarch out!"

Since coming to this profound art realm, the three-legged golden toad's restlessness has been increasing day by day, and because of his own limitations, Yang prison did not let it out before.

"Cuck!"

Jumping out from the sleeve robe, the little guy was full of anger. Yang Jue fed a lot of spiritual energy, but he couldn't calm down his resentment.

This little toad missing a string was really angry:

"If you imprison Patriarch again, Patriarch would rather die than accept you... Eh? This, this, this is..."

The furious little toad was completely stunned the moment he sensed the outside world.

Immediately, tears flowed uncontrollably:
"This, this is, the breath of the Nine Tribulations..."

Feeling hurt by the scene, the little toad wailed loudly, but couldn't stop, Yang Qiu was also moved, and couldn't help persuading:

"This is just an illusion, the past is irretrievable, so don't be too sad..."

"Gah!"

The crying stopped abruptly, and the little toad froze in place. After a long while, he murmured dejectedly:

"I can't go back, I can't go back..."

It swayed in a daze for a while, with only a half-brained it, emotions came and went quickly.

After a long while, fed by a few wisps of spiritual energy, I still forgot my sadness and looked around carefully.

Finally, I jumped up and down, looked into the distance, and recognized something:
"This is Guanjiang?"

"You came before?"

The strands of refined spirit qi were played to the little toad, and Yang Qiu asked.

"Guan Jiang!"

Squatting on Yang Yu's shoulder, the little toad fell into memory:
"This is Guanjiang! The place where the Judicial God of War became enlightened..."

The little toad recognized Guanjiang, and also remembered many secrets from ancient times, but it didn't know much.

Its spiritual wisdom was born after the end of the ancient kalpa, and these memories were left behind by its former owner, so naturally they will not be too detailed.

but……

"The fairyland left behind by the God of Justice...you, you..."

"You" for a long time, until Yang Ju pretended to get up and the two mountains reappeared, and the little toad recalled it with eyes full of horror:
"This is, you were chosen by the Judiciary Tianzun?!"

Little Toad naturally knew something about fairylands and demons. Before ancient times, there was no shortage of such illusions.

Many Sanxians can achieve success because of the inheritance left by their predecessors in this kind of illusion.

"How to say?"

Yang Qiu felt more and more lacking, and he asked countless questions this day and night.

"... This kind of fairyland illusion lasts forever, and it will open every once in a while when the spiritual energy savings are enough, but the vast majority of people cannot touch the core of the illusion..."

Little Toad was so surprised that he blurted out without even mentioning any conditions:

"And once you are selected to become the walker of the master of the illusion, then it means that the opportunity to refine this illusion and obtain inheritance has arrived..."

The little toad spoke very anxiously and terribly.

"So, after this illusion chooses me, I am the only one who is eligible to obtain the inheritance that may exist in this illusion?"

Yang Ji understood a little bit.

When Hong Fa'er saw him, it was as if she had some deep hatred, probably because of that.

After all, Wan Yao Cave discovered this illusion 9000 years ago. Although it cannot be admitted, it has long regarded this illusion as a taboo...

"That's not true. If you die, it's a good thing someone else will become a 'Phantom Walker'..."

After several emotional ups and downs, the little toad finally calmed down, looking at Yang prison who was pressed down by two mountains and couldn't move, he felt a little gloating:

"If you want to receive the inheritance, you must accept it! If you can't do what the lord of the illusion has done, then not only will you not be able to receive the inheritance, but you will also be suppressed here until the end of this illusion..."

Yang prison suffered, and the little toad seemed very happy:

"You deserve it! Who told you to imprison the ancestor for so long? Even if you are the top ten capitals, even if you have the eyes of the sky, even if you have the supernatural power to cross the two worlds, so what?
How can you do what the Judicial God of War did?I'm afraid you don't even know what to do..."

Of course Yang Jue would not fight against this brainless magic weapon spirit, it gloated for a long time before saying:
"What are you talking about, is it to bear the mountains and chase the sun, or to catch the grass to measure the sky?"

"You know this too?"

The little toad jumped up suddenly.

"Know a thing or two."

Yang Yue smiled slightly:
"But it's still more than you."

"Pooh!"

The very clumsy provocative method, Yang Yu didn't modify it, but of course this little guy liked it very much, he jumped angrily:

"The emperor ordered the 'canopy' to move the 'rules' and 'laws' to the two mountains to guard the gods in Guanjiang. The mountains are higher than the sky, and the gods and men pull weeds to measure the sky..."

"You bombed me!"

The little toad reacted, and exploded with anger, his cheeks puffed up, and all the spiritual energy accumulated for many years turned into saliva and spewed out.

call!
When the strong wind blew, the sticky saliva rolled up and sprayed the little toad's head and face.

Before it jumped again, Yang Jue had already put it back into his sleeve robe.

Of course he didn't want to imprison this little guy, but the spirit of the magic weapon is naturally incomplete.

Like this little toad, once it is released, it is likely that someone will catch it within a few days.

"The mountains are taller than the sky, so take the grass to measure the sky... Is that so?"

Yang Jue frowned.

After comparing several parties, he already knew the key to refining this node.

"Catch the grass..."

Yang Jue was muttering to himself, suddenly he turned his palm, and the eight drops of blood refined by the real fire of samadhi had glowed brightly.

Thousands of drops of blood turned into one drop, and these few drops of blood already possessed the power of ever-changing changes, following his thoughts.

One of the drops of blood fell to the ground, and after only rolling, limbs and heads had sprouted, and after shaking, they had grown to a height of about three inches.

"go with!"

The villain jumped up, Yang Jue let him take advantage of his strength to jump, only heard a long cry, he sprouted wings, turned into a goshawk, soared up.

Yang Ju concentrated his attention to perceive that the villain was formed by his essence and blood, so he naturally connected with each other, but soon, his brows frowned:

"No!"

Stretching out his hand to take the blood drop that had been re-formed, Yang Ju shook his head slightly.

Of course, it is impossible for a drop of blood to have the power of a human being. Even if it has the ability to change, it has a limit.

These two sacred mountains have their own infinite oppression. The higher you go, the more intense the oppression will be. You will be exhausted after only flying over three thousand feet...

"What's so special about this grass?"

Yang Jue pulled out a piece of grass. This was not the first time he pulled out a piece of grass, but no matter how he looked at it, it was just an ordinary grass...

"Go ahead and try?"

As if there was no other choice, Yang Ju flicked his fingers, and drops of blood flew out, including those seven or eight drops of ever-changing blood, all of which were nourished by the spirit energy and turned into faceless little people.

Then, start weeding, connect...

During this process, Yang Qiu has been paying close attention, but he still hasn't found anything unusual...

"Not long enough? Or do you need other conditions?"

Yang Ju's heart moved slightly, and he began to try.

Qi and blood, no way!
Ling Qi, no!
Mana, still not working...

……

At the end of all the attempts, the grass is still grass, until Yang Jue presses the eye of the sky and instills will...

hum!
Almost at the moment when the will was poured in, under Yang Jue's gaze, the green grass that has been connected to hundreds of thousands of feet, like a long snake, suddenly springs up!

If there is life, it takes root in the earth, and moves towards the sky.

At first glance, it really looks like a straight green grass sword facing the sky!
"Is that so?"

Yang Jue's heart trembled slightly, but soon after, he felt the pressure again. When the grass sword rose to nine thousand feet, he had exhausted all his strength...

"Wanzhang, I'm afraid it's the limit..."

Watching the grass and vines fall limply again, Yang Jue was not discouraged. For him, as long as he found a way, everything else would naturally be no problem.

"will!"

Yang Jue took a deep breath, and let the little people made of blood weave grass and vines, while he himself closed his eyes and fell into a trance.

Soul and flesh are united, and if the Qi and blood are damaged, the spirit and soul will be damaged.

Under the training of Samadhi True Fire, he lost a lot of blood, and he was not at the peak. At this moment, he naturally had to recover first.

"If, as the little toad said, this mountain is as high as the sky, then my will is probably still far behind..."

"Then what was the state of Judiciary Tianzun when he was suppressed by Shenshan?"

"Perhaps, it's not impossible..."

……

While Yang Yu was thinking about it, the particles in his body trembled, and he swallowed all the spiritual qi, and his blood recovered at an extremely fast speed.

And the sound of running water seemed to resound in his ears and heart.

That long river of martial arts that didn't really exist emerged in his heart again, amidst the rushing, the sages of martial arts were faintly visible.

"It's really you!"

A deep and indifferent voice came downstream.

Yang Ju followed the prestige.

In the long river, a Buddha shadow that seems to have thousands of people and faces, and also seems to be faceless, is also looking at him.

"Lu Chen!"

"Yang prison!!"

　Well... good night everyone, don't stay up late!Two chapters in one!

　
(End of this chapter)