The first cause of all realms

Chapter 972 Discussions on Taoism, a landscape painting!

Calamity arises and calamity is destroyed, Dao Yin Dao is born, and it starts again and again, which is the cycle of all calamities.

It has been mentioned many times in Sanxiao Sanren's "On Jieshu".

In fact, many years ago, when he entered the 'Sky Sea Realm' for the first time, Yang Yu had heard that ancient whisper.

'The Ninth Tribulation of the Beginning of the Yuan Dynasty'

As if stimulated by the Dao-cut gourd, the three-legged golden toad rarely waited for Yang Qiu to ask before he started talking about the time before the Nine Tribulations.

"The ninth calamity in the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty lasted for a total of 4000 million years. Long before ancient times, there were people with great supernatural powers who calculated it and spread it widely. And the eighth calamity is said to be far longer than the ninth calamity..."

"At the end of the Eight Tribulations, at the beginning of the Nine Tribulations. In the ancient chaotic era known as the ancient times, when the spiritual tide reappeared and the sky sea reappeared, the one who first dominated the sky sea and once conquered all the heavens in the universe was the Demon Emperor Tai Yuan'……"

The three-legged golden toad fell into memory.

Yang Jue rubbed his chin, listened to what he said, and recalled it in his heart.

He is not ignorant of ancient times, and he has naturally heard of the name of the Demon Emperor with such a great reputation.

According to legend, it was born at the end of the eight kalpas, before the nine kalpas, and at the beginning of the resurrection of spirit energy. It was a half-demon born of a human and a black horse. Its blood was quite humble and it was often rejected.

According to legend, it was not until the end of his lifespan that he was worthy of being promoted to the ten capitals, which is unknown to the world.

But after that, it seemed as if he suddenly became enlightened. In just ten years, he cultivated into the eight-pole body and opened the door to the sky and the sea.

After that, it was his legendary life.

The most humble half-demon, overwhelmed all races and spirits, the universe and the heavens, until he became the first invincible at the beginning of the Nine Tribulations.

However, at the beginning of the calamity, it was the time when the Dao was born, the Dao was born, and all things flourished. After countless years, the world was in turmoil.

A person with great supernatural powers was born out of nowhere, setting off an era of endless turmoil that lasted forever.

How long that period of time lasted is unknown, and no one knows how many generations of great supernatural powers have died.

All I know is that in those long years, no one has really shaken its majesty, even the ancestors of later generations, at that time, were still making alchemy for him.

until...

"The emperor was born out of nowhere!"

Yang Yu saw that the magic weapon became a spirit, and the little toad, whose thinking and emotions were very different from ordinary people, was trembling all over when he said this name.

"The creation of the Yuan Dynasty, the reason for the birth of the Dao! The power of the emperor is unprecedented! According to legend, it was born in an ancient tomb nine times ago!

Some people say that he is the rebirth of an invincible man who has been invincible throughout the eight kalpas. Some people say that he is born of the Dao, the son of luck who restrained the demon emperor,
Some people also say that he was born in the humble beginnings, killed all the way from the edge of the heavens and the world, until he reached the great ancient tomb, and achieved consummation..."

Little Toad didn't know why he said this, or didn't realize it at all, so he just murmured:
"No one knows his origin, but only knows that the moment he was born, the world will be shocked! At the right time, myriads of lights will hang down, the endless and vast sea of ​​laws, and the long river of fate will shine in the heavens at the same time..."

"He stands in the tomb, invites all the powerful men from the heavens to come, sits and discusses the Tao, invites all the strong men to fight, and one battle establishes the great position that will be respected by the heavens and the earth for the next [-] million years!"

Diyin!

The light in Yang Ju's eyes shrank for a moment, and the sky eyes were stinging as if they were being burned.

It seems that for a moment, when the little toad uttered the name, he felt that the void seemed to be rippled,
Faintly, there seemed to be the sound of water reverberating in the ears and heart, which was the fluctuation transmitted by the sea of ​​law.

"This is……"

Yang Jue's eyelids twitched, and then he interrupted the little toad:
"What does this have to do with that person without a holy way?"

"What no saint... oh, no saint, yes, yes, yes..."

The little toad came back to his senses as if he was talking in his sleep, Mung Dou rolled his small eyes a few times, and then said:
"It's still related to him!"

"Ok?"

"According to legend, in that battle, the world collapsed and the earth was shattered, and all Taoists sang together! The emperor fought Taiyuan to the borders of the heavens, and finally entered the long river of fate!"

The little toad wanted to scratch its head, but it couldn't reach it with its short hands, so Yang Jue stretched out his hand to scratch it, and the little toad continued:
"Listen to my master. On that day, the river of fate was fluctuating, and even attracted all kinds of incredible existences."

"There is an unknowable existence, join the battle!"

Tongyou prompted Yang Jue to feel that there was no more fluctuation in the void, so he asked in peace of mind:
"No saints?"

"do not know!"

The little toad spread out his short hands:
"Some people say that God's punishment was brought down by the Great Dao, while others say that it was the two invincible beings who broke time and space and attracted the invincible beings from the past and future kalpas..."

past future?

Yang Ju frowned, which was beyond his understanding at the moment.

But he is skeptical.

Because if that Emperor Yin could really strike across the past and the future, then the catastrophe would be meaningless to him.

"Anyway, Wusheng Daoist died in that battle. Before that, he was a famous evil god in the ancient times. After that, there were only seven gourds left..."

"This, is the origin of the Wushengdao people?"

Yang prison was a little speechless.

The question was about the origins of Wusheng Taoist and Zhandao Gourd, and the little toad answered that it couldn't be said that horses and cows were irrelevant, or that it didn't matter much.

However, this mythical battle still shocked him a little.

Enlightened in the tomb, invited to fight against the heavens, and finally entered the long river of fate, and even confronted and argued with invincibles who seemed to be invincible in the past and future.

For him at this time, it was all a myth within a myth.

"I haven't seen it again, how do I know?"

The little toad rolled its eyes, but it also heard this from others, seeing that Yang Qiu still had an opinion, it snorted coldly, and went back into the sleeve robe.

"The robbers, the demon emperor Taiyuan, the emperor...there are no saints...this is too messy."

Gently kneading his temples, Yang Jue also felt a little confused, he glanced at the room in the distance, under the seclusion, the walls seemed to be nothing.

Shocked and distressed, Zhu Xie had already fallen asleep, hugging his water hyacinth, snoring and weeping.

With just a few words from the little toad, he couldn't be sure whether the little pig demon was also the beacon that the dao ghost wanted to return to.

But he knew in his heart that this gourd might not be touched.

"However, it's still possible to use gourds to draw ladles. The complete set of killing treasures is very suitable as a natal magic weapon."

Thoughts turned in Yang Ju's mind, but his eyes were closed, and a thread of thoughts drifted into the human race bag.

hum!
The human race bag with enough spiritual energy to nourish it is no longer what it used to be, and the space inside it has increased several times, and it has become more real.

"South Ridge!"

His breath was weak, Hong Fa'er's voice was hoarse like a tuberculosis ghost, his mouth and nose were smoking, but he didn't even have the strength to scold.

All anger was drained.

Yang Ju didn't pay attention to him, but with a thought, an ancient landscape painting appeared in the void in front of him.

As if aware of the outside gaze, the Taoist, who was cross-legged under the old tree in the painting and playing with the pen holder, raised his head:

"How about a great supernatural power in exchange for my life?"

　Good night everyone!
　
(End of this chapter)