Chapter 6 Want to go to the divine court to see the emperor
Huhu~
The cold wind blew through the nine-layer Gangfeng sky. Somewhere in the sea of stars, ripples appeared in the void, and a lone boat slowly sailed out.
Under the thin mist, on the deck of the lone boat, Lu Qingting slowly stopped the palm of his hand that activated the divine movement. Behind him, Chu Tianyi's voice came:
"The Wen Lingguan, the Liluan Divine General, and the six patrolling divine envoys are all gone. There are also a few of the Vajra Arhats from Buddhism hiding in the Western Desert..."
In the more than twenty years since the end of the war, the world of Longquan has been in great turmoil.
Arhats settled in the Western Desert, preached scriptures and built temples, while the heavenly generals took charge of the land and sea, and almost wiped out the entire Longquan cultivation world according to the laws of heaven.
At this moment, Lu Qingting looked around and felt that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was getting stronger and stronger, but the aura of the rank master was reduced by more than half.
"Those god generals came according to heaven's rules, and they will naturally leave after clearing Longquan. Those few bald donkeys who don't leave are afraid they will stay in this world to spread the scriptures..."
Under the mist, Lu Qingting's face was as sinking as water, while on the side of the deck, Qin Lihu was sitting cross-legged and meditating expressionlessly, but it could be seen from his rising and falling chest that his heart was turbulent and restless.
Hearing Lu Qingting's words, Qin Lihu suddenly opened his eyes, with violent murderous intent surging in his eyes:
"Deserves to be killed!"
"It should be killed, but it cannot be killed."
Zhenyan Taoist suddenly came out of the cabin and came to the crowd. He glanced at Qin Lihu, who was frowning, and shook his head slightly:
"Don't say that we are inferior to those Arhats who came through the calamity. Even if we can kill them, we cannot kill them."
Can't kill.
The Zhenyan Taoist sighed slightly, and the expressions of everyone else in the mountains and seas changed, and most of them were silent.
The foundation of Longquan's cultivation world is ten times superior to that of mountains and seas. It can be compared to the ancient world of immortals and Buddhas, but it is far inferior.
After more than a thousand years of practice, under Yang Yu's tireless guidance, everyone has reached the peak of their glory.
However, for both Jiu Yao, the current Jiu Yao is generally inferior to the ancient Jiu Yao.
This is not a gap between talent, understanding and feet, but a gap in background.
Those Arhats and Vajras all possessed various Taoist arts and supernatural powers, and they were all organized into a system, such as the Arhat who subdued the dragon, wielded a demon-subduing pestle, and even killed several Baji Lords in the world twenty years ago.
Although he had the help of the Xuantian Spiritual Treasure, his practice was naturally extraordinary and comparable to that of Jiu Yao Lord.
"His Majesty suffered such a catastrophe, but we can only watch helplessly..."
Qin Lihu felt his heart was blocked.
How come he doesn't know that what the true preacher says is true?
None of those Arhats and Vajras are easy to get along with. What makes people dare not act rashly is that after those Arhat Vajras, there are also Dharma Protector Heavenly Kings, Bodhisattvas, and even...
"The weak prey on the strong. This has been the case since ancient times. Brother Qin was also killed in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. How come he doesn't understand this principle?"
Chu Tianyi held on to the railing:
"A gentleman should keep his weapons close to his chest and wait until the time comes! I am not as good as those old guys today, but I may not be as good as me in the future!"
"Coming day?"
Qin Lihu sneered:
"Today there are only a few Arhats, I don't dare to fight against them, but one day..."
"The Western Desert has been sealed, and there is a large formation covering the outside. Even if we want to go, I'm afraid we won't be able to get in..."
Lu Qingting turned around:
"Master, what do you think we should do next?"
When Chu Tianyi, Qin Lihu and others heard this, they all looked at the Zhenyan Taoist.
During one thousand and two hundred years, Yang Yu transformed into the body of Infinity and traveled to and from the two worlds dozens of times, attracting hundreds of old people from the mountains and seas.
At this moment, there are more than ten people on the boat. They are all old acquaintances of Yang Yu. At this moment, they have all become Jiu Yao.
However, the practice of Zhenyan Taoist is still the best among all, even Qin Lihu is inferior.
"So what?"
The Mantra Taoist looked silent.
Having personally experienced the great changes in Longquan, even a person in his state of mind felt that there was a layer of deep mist in his heart.
Or not just him?
Who among those who experienced that great change firsthand did not feel despair?
Star God, Heavenly General, Arhat, King Kong, Heavenly King, Bodhisattva...
Existences that originally only existed in legends came one after another, and the oppression they brought to future generations of rank masters was unparalleled.
"Real person?"
Seeing Zhenyan Taoist, the Taoist was stunned and speechless, and the hearts of the others all sank.
"Just wait."
After a slight pause, Master Zhenyan sat on the ground, surrounded by mist, and spoke calmly:
"Those divine generals and Arhats stayed in this world for more than twenty years and left today. There must be something fishy in this. If the old Taoist's prediction is correct, then..."
"You mean His Majesty?"
Qin Lihu's eyes lit up.
"Those divine generals have only been able to clear Longquan for a few years, so why did they stay so long? It must be because Brother Yang is not dead yet..."
Lu Qingting was also shocked and understood the meaning of Zhenyan Taoist's words:
"According to your opinion, Brother Yang has left Longquan now?"
"good!"
The mantra of truth nodded slightly:
"If the old Taoist's prediction is correct, he will definitely leave some instructions before he leaves. We just need to wait..."
"Um?"
The Zhenyan Taoist suddenly stopped talking, and Lu Qingting and others also raised their eyebrows and looked at him.
Under the sea of clouds, I saw a pillar of blue light coming up and reaching the lone boat. It was Jiang Xiazi and Hanyue Sanren who were holding the magic whip.
"Hanyue Sanren?"
Seeing the person coming, everyone except Zhenyan Taoist was shocked.
In the past, Hanyue Sanren was the number one hexagram master in Shanhai, and most of the people present knew him.
"Everyone, it's been a long time."
Seeing an old friend, Hanyue Sanren also managed a smile on his cold old face.
"Master Hanyue, this..."
Chu Tianyi's heart moved.
"Everyone, let's talk somewhere else."
Hanyue Sanren glanced at it and suddenly raised his whip, tapping it lightly in the void. In the next moment, the lone boat had disappeared into nothingness.
Buzz!
A few moments later, everyone suddenly woke up and saw that the fog was hazy in front of their eyes, and all their perceptions were trapped in the lonely boat.
"This is the inheritance place left by my master. It has the effect of isolating magical powers. Here, we will not be spied on by magical powers."
Hanyue Sanren gently waved his sleeves and sat cross-legged, while the others moved slightly and followed suit.
"Before the great changes in Longquan, the Northwest King had a premonition of today's changes, and he also left a letter at that time."
Hanyue Sanren got straight to the point. As he spoke, a yellowed silk letter flew out from his sleeves.
"Your Majesty left a letter?"
Qin Lihu subconsciously wanted to pick it up, but before he reached out, a bright light burst out from the page of the silk book.
Then, waves of light surged, and a figure slowly emerged from the blur of vision, under the gaze of everyone.
"His Majesty!"
"Brother Yang?"
…
Seeing that wisp of shadow, everyone's expressions changed drastically and they stood up one after another.
"No, it's not the incarnation!"
Master Zhenyan was the first to notice something was wrong. Although the shadow had the aura of Yang Yu, it did not have the aura of a stranger.
Just a phantom.
"It is Yang Yu's fault that he has not allowed you to leave the Xuan Gong realm for thousands of years, but it is actually a last resort."
The shadow gradually became clear, and his red clothes moved with the wind. He bowed slightly, and then sighed:
"The aura of calamity is permeating the air, and the way forward is bleak. Yang really doesn't know whether he can escape from this calamity, so he has to leave you all to practice in Xuan Gong, leaving a sliver of future for our mountains and seas..."
"His Majesty……"
Qin Lihu felt his chest was hot and congested. He wanted to say something, but for a moment he couldn't.
Chu Tianyi, Lu Qingting and others all looked silent.
The man of truth sighed and felt a dark feeling in his heart.
"At this moment, I still don't know what the calamity is, but it is nothing more than the heroes of this world, the ancient Taoist ghosts, and there is a high probability that gods and Buddhas are about to come to Longquan..."
The shadow said calmly:
"This catastrophe is the catastrophe of Longquan. Even if I live in this catastrophe, this world is not destroyed, but the vitality will definitely be severely damaged and it will be difficult to recover for thousands of years.
You all have a useful life, and you may be able to achieve great results in this world..."
Yang Yu's voice echoed here.
With Lord Ma paying close attention to the warnings one after another, Yang Yu had naturally made all arrangements for his funeral before the doom came.
"The inheritance of Wu Dou Sect, you can protect it if you can, and if you can't do it, don't do it. Within the Six Paths of Samsara Xuan Gong, I have sorted out my practice experience, about the four steps of human and immortal, about the choice of rank, about the choice of various magical powers, and
The Tao Fruit leads..."
"The ancient heritage of 840 million years is not comparable to Longquan, but fundamentally, the difference is only in the supernatural power system..."
"Just like the rank, there are four steps between human and immortal. Everyone is different. You can learn from me, but you can't be like me..."
…
There was silence on the lonely boat, with only Yang Yu's voice echoing, which was a phantom left behind before he invited the Lion God King to fight.
It was a back-up he left behind to prevent himself from being destroyed by the incarnations of various souls.
"The return of ancient Tao ghosts from calamities is irreversible. Future cultivation must be Tao fruit. The choice of rank is the most important, and avoiding possible Tao ghosts is the first priority..."
…
Yang Yu was not a person who talked a lot, but the phantom he left behind was enough to talk for several hours.
Covers all aspects.
His voice was calm, but the people on the boat felt more and more sad as they listened.
Huhu~
In the breeze, the shadow becomes more and more unreal:
"I heard from other places that the fate was terrible, and it must be difficult for the incarnation to survive, but I still left the incarnation...
One is 'Wu Jian' and the other is 'Seven Arrows'. Their connection with me has been completely cut off. You can find them..."
call!
At this point, the shadow completely disappeared, leaving only the lingering sound:
"If I can escape from this disaster, Yang Yu will have a drink with you and talk about the truth with you in the future..."
"His Majesty!"
Qin Lihu finally couldn't help it, roared angrily, and looked at Hanyue Sanren:
"Where is His Majesty's incarnation?!"
…
"Quack!"
Almost at the same time that the shadow disappeared, in a small temple in Xishan City, in a very secret fragment of the cave sky, a small three-legged toad woke up from a pool of water.
"I wasted so much of my soul..."
The little toad yawned, looked at the two lifeless bodies soaked in the water, and shouted:
"Still not awake yet?!"
Whoosh!
The dark fragments of the cave sky were illuminated by the light of the eyes.
In the pool, Wu Jian, who was dressed in black, opened his eyes. He stared at his hands and murmured:
"Mountains and seas, return to mountains and seas..."
On the other side, Qi Jian, who was covered by a long bow, also slowly opened his eyes, murmuring and repeating: