In the midst of nothingness, a long river rushes and flows, its waves surge, and its width is unknown, and its length is unknown.
The long river of martial arts is not a river in the true sense, just like the legendary long river of time and space, it is just a virtual sign and a false manifestation.
Huhu~
Walking across the long river, Yang Yu concentrated on sensing it.
The spread of martial arts has experienced an explosive increase after it was suspected that it could improve innate heels and feet.
Over the past seventy years or so, martial arts has spread to almost all sects and even to the Holy Land, the Five Heavens Sea, and even some secret sects that have not appeared in the world for a long time. People have begun to practice martial arts.
Thanks to the population resources of Longquan that are hundreds of times that of Shanhai, this illusory martial arts river has become more than ten times more prosperous than before in just over seventy years.
In the world of mountains and seas, spiritual energy is thin, and the Taoist fruit is hard to find. Countless great masters are locked in front of the Martial Saint Gate, but there is almost no such problem in the world of Longquan.
This is how different the world is.
"Huh?"
That cave sky, together with the mountains, rivers, vegetation, fish, birds, and animals within it, were all transformed into one breath!
"Nagarjuna, Ran Deng..."
He is not a proud person, but he does hold grudges.
Hanyue Sanren subconsciously pinched his fingers to make a calculation, but his expression suddenly changed, and a mouthful of reverse blood was already spurting out:
When he opened his eyes again, Hanyue Sanren was playing chess with him under the old tree.
The Catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals records all the masters of the ranks in Longquan for millions of years. He has not read them all, but he has naturally read them one by one for the masters of the past ten thousand years.
Yang Yu said to himself indifferently.
Now that the four poles are complete, I want to practice martial arts as well..."
More than forty years later, Jiutian Shatong began to practice martial arts. He has a body of three extremes and extremely talented feet. He only practiced for more than a month. He has already passed the thirteen levels of blood exchange and the second level of foundation building, and has forged all kinds of weapons.
Bu Ning Jingyi created this "killing fist".
Yang Yu thought to himself that this was the place where he obtained the wood-burning magic lamp, and it was also the starting point of the Buning River.
And the person who created that martial art was...
only……
"call!"
It includes the two images of heaven's will, including the true body of Yuanci, and also includes how to balance and cultivate both martial arts and immortality. Yang Yu has some expectations.
At a certain moment, Yang Yu stopped for a moment, and his eyes swept across the corner of the long river. Among the waves that had not yet risen, there was a martial arts that had been established for more than forty years.
Taoist Tianzhu didn't care about being recognized. When he glanced at the forest with his peripheral vision, he suddenly raised his eyebrows.
Holding down the roaring giant tiger in front of him, Yang Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at it, already recognizing the person.
And he, under such intense concentration, was unable to notice it!
Under his horrifying gaze, this small cavern cracked open inch by inch, like a pile of statues on the beach that was completely collapsed by the waves.
Zheng~
Kakakka~
Then, it turned into streaks of rainbow light and disappeared into his body.
Walking across the long river, feeling the new martial arts, Yang Yu sometimes stopped and sometimes looked at it.
"What Tianzong?"
"No wonder that old guy wants to pass on his mantle to you, no wonder those trash in this world can't do anything to you!
Whoosh!
"Good means, good means!
A biting cold wind blew from the void, and a Taoist wearing white clothes and carrying a sword stepped forward and landed on the top of the mountain.
Because his current achievements are inseparably related to martial arts, and the creation of this long river also has a deep relationship with Nagarjuna King Buddha.
However, he himself has not yet become a master of the four poles, so naturally he has no way of figuring out how to practice martial arts after becoming a master of the four poles.
"Yang is really curious about the world-famous immortal-killing magical power."
However, this scene, which was supposed to be extremely bloody, actually made Hanyue Sanren's scalp numb with shock.
But if Four Days of Killing Children can follow this path, he will also be happy to see it succeed.
"Where is this old guy hiding? The body of Wanfa Tower seems not to be in the world at all."
Click!
Hanyue Sanren was stunned. At this moment, he finally knew what the strangeness he felt when he came to this cave was!
"Your Majesty?"
What followed was a terrifying chill that could freeze the heart, lungs, and soul...
"this……"
Huhuhu~!
Feeling the chill that seemed to be everywhere, Yang Yu was not surprised or angry. Instead, he changed his mind and said with some surprise:
There seemed to be a faint sound of swords flashing by, and Hanyue Sanren felt that his eyes were dark, as if his body and soul were destroyed.
When Yang Yu's mind changed, he suddenly realized something and pulled away from the river.
The long river of martial arts is quite consistent with what Sanxiaosan people call the calamity related to it.
"A demon from outside the realm? It's quite interesting to be able to detect my aura after three breaths of delay."
Seeing this scene, Taoist Tianzhu could not help but touch his palms and sigh:
only……
Concentrating here, Yang Yu seems to still be able to hear the singing from the ancient tribulation waves.
The Taoist's eyebrows were like swords, and his face was cold. He snorted coldly when he heard this, but his eyes fell on Yang Yu in the small courtyard:
He suddenly turned around, only to see a red light like blood suddenly appearing on the edge of the small cave sky, in the deep void.
"Wood-burning magic lamp!"
What a magical power that can protect your life and body, what a magical power! I even want to kill you with a sword."
The next moment, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and the mountains, forests, and beasts beneath him were crushed into powder!
Because the moment the mountains, grass, trees, animals and even the earth and rocks were crushed, they turned into streaks of rainbow light that seemed to be there and disappeared one after another into Yang Yu's body.
"Are you following the aura of Old Man Tianshu?"
Visible to the naked eye, the entire small cave sky has been covered by a light layer of frost. The grass and trees in the mountain are covered with trees, and all the birds and beasts have also fled away from the wind, screaming and wailing.
Click!
"Are you, Tenchu?"
Naturally, he would never forget his near-death experience in the past.
"This is?!"
Not long after, we arrived at the end of the long river.
"Tianzong Taoist?!"
The Taoist priests of Tianzong are naturally the top priority. Heavenly Mercy, Heavenly Demon, and Heavenly Punishment!
Seeing Yang Yu suddenly opening his eyes, Hanyue Sanren was about to speak when his heart suddenly felt cold.
Can a supremely enlightened person with such a big heart and ambition, who is willing to burn his body to guide future generations, also plan for future generations and seize the lives of future generations?
According to the records in the Illustrated Book of Ten Thousand Immortals, the only great person in Longquan for thousands of years has three true clones.
Yang Yu felt a little weird in his heart.
Buddhas, demons, demons, plus their own immortals, two types of Tao and fruits, they are already two of them. They only need to merge into one, and they can reproduce the enlightenment of the ancient giants such as the Bone Bodhisattva, the Three Buried Monks, and the King of the Infernal Corpse.
the road!
He started his career by cultivating hundreds of martial arts in the Gluttony Cauldron, so he has no idea of cherishing his broom. The martial arts he created are all in this long river.
However, in the next twenty years or so, he made little progress and was stuck in front of the Martial Saint.
Walking among the long rivers, Yang Yu could sense new martial arts. The emergence of each new martial arts means the birth of a warrior who has forged hundreds of scriptures.
"Killing punch!"
"Killing children in nine days!"
"Little monk Nagarjuna, I would like to use the pain of burning my body to turn into a lamp. If there is a spirit in heaven, please come to me and point out the way for all the spirits in heaven..."