Chapter 60 Tuosheng Tianhai, the body of chaos (Part 1)
There are many caves and blessed places in the Gangang giant ship. Although he is an outsider, Hei Baizi Xu wanted to show his sincerity and actually arranged a quite large cave for Yang Yu.
Inside, the mountains and rivers are like forests, the scenery is beautiful, and there are many maids accompanying them, showing the luxury of the Longmen Sect.
"..."
Until Hei Baizi was sent away, Yang Yu still felt a little speechless.
He never expected that this Gang Realm would actually elect him as one of its leaders.
"As the saying goes, every drink and every peck is a sure thing. In the past, there was a sudden change in Longquan. Although you narrowly escaped death, you also made a name for yourself in the heavens. Most people with supernatural powers also know your name."
The sound of listening came at the right time, and the nine intertwined colors flowed into the cave sky like water, turning into the shadow of the lake:
"If the Qiangang Realm wants to connect all realms to rebel against Heaven, then the leader will naturally have to cover all realms.
And among all the realms of the Ten Tribulations, who has a bigger and more famous name than you?"
Di Ting seemed to be sighing, but Yang Yu felt that he was a little gloating about his misfortune and was quite speechless:
"With these people making such a big noise, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to sneak into the Tianhai Realm quietly..."
Being elected as the leader of the rebellion, although Yang Yu was speechless, he didn't care much.
Regardless of whether there is such a festival, it will not delay his name in Sumeru and Daluo heaven.
In fact, as Di Ting said, his name will definitely be engraved on the Arctic Exorcist Academy and Xumi Moer Cliff.
"Sneak in quietly?"
Di listened to the words but couldn't help but shook his head:
"Where is Tianhai? It's impossible to sneak in quietly!"
"Um?"
Yang Yu frowned slightly.
"How many of the various cultivators who have gone to Tianhai over the years have not been registered?"
Di Ting calmed down:
"You probably don't know that more than a hundred years ago, Emperor Ziwei returned against the Yangtze River and carried out the Way of the Stars. At that time, countless members of the Star God, gods and the like returned with him...
Tianhai has begun to have rules..."
"rule."
Yang Yu chewed on this word, and various messages naturally emerged in his mind.
In heaven, gods, Buddhas, immortals, demons and demons are bound by various heavenly rules.
At first, the Heavenly Rules were quite simple, with only a dozen or so. However, as hundreds of millions of years passed, the Heavenly Rules at the peak of the Nine Tribulations were like a sky net, covering all aspects.
As big as promotion, territorial distribution, as small as entering and exiting Tianhai, getting married, and even recruiting disciples, they are all under the jurisdiction of Tian Tiao.
"If you can't sneak in quietly, what about you?"
Yang Prison frowned.
He didn't know much about Tianhai, and he didn't know much about Daluotian, but he didn't want to be strangled by the Heavenly Court immediately.
"Of course, stowaway!"
Listening has nothing to hide:
"During the past one hundred and twenty years, Master Sanzong has been looking for old friends, while I have been thinking about how to sneak into Tianhai without being known by Da Luotian..."
"oh?"
Yang Prison was a little curious:
"Is there any way you can hide it from her eyes and ears?"
"Of course I can't hide this."
Di Ting wanted to say yes, but then her thoughts changed and she shook her head:
"I can't understand her state, and I have no confidence that I can hide it from her.
However, it is not the ninth calamity now, the laws of heaven have not yet been reshaped, and she is also in a lot of troubles, so she may not be able to understand everything..."
"Don't say maybe, not necessarily..."
Yang Prison interrupted him:
"I'm just asking you, if I follow your method of 'smuggling' in, is it possible to be pursued by heaven, or even face her head-on?"
When he went to the heaven and sea, he had made all kinds of decisions in his heart, and he was even more determined to find a way to heaven.
But the more this happens, the more cautious he has to be.
"...That's possible, but..."
Ting Ting cannot refute:
"However, you and I may not be worthy of attention in that person's eyes, especially now that those people are about to return..."
Listening is very calm.
When he accepted the invitation for the third burial, he certainly didn't want to be like the Nine Tribulations, where he had to be someone's crotch mount for hundreds of millions of years, but he didn't want to seek death either.
He was equally careful in his actions, far more careful than Yang Yudu.
"All the supreme beings from the Nine Tribulations will return! Emperor Ziwei is only the first, not the only one!"
Hearing Di Ting's deep response, Yang Yu's heart moved slightly. He had already seen one of them.
"In the year of the Nine Tribulations, the emperor was almost the same as the Dao, so there was no one who could compete with him. But now, in the Ten Tribulations, the Dao has not returned, and the way of heaven has also been reshaped. Those positions must have plans..."
Speaking of this, Di Ting was still confused. He knew some of the words, but he could never say them out loud. He could only say:
"You just need to know that although this trip is full of dangers, you will never fall into conspiracy as soon as you enter this world..."
"Yeah?"
Yang Yu was noncommittal, but he believed it in his heart. Compared to himself, this king of the Netherworld Divine Beast cherished his life much more.
but……
"Which venerable person is behind you?"
"……Um?"
Di Ting was slightly startled and glanced back:
"Behind? Where is there anyone behind?"
puff!
Yang Yu raised his hand and extinguished the ball of light condensed by Tingting. As the streams of light intertwined, he was thoughtful.
For more than a thousand years, he had dealt with Di Ting quite a lot, and he knew a lot about this king of mythical beasts.
He has the ability to listen to all kinds of time and space, and there are probably few people in the world who have a broader knowledge than him.
But later on, because of this, he always thinks twice before acting, looks forward and backward, and is timid.
During the nine tribulations and eight hundred and forty million years, did he not even have a chance to transcend the barriers?
It's nothing more than not decisive enough.
It used to be like this, but now it has suddenly changed. Yang Yu probably doesn't believe it, unless it's...
'Someone must have given him a promise behind his back, and this person is definitely not the Three Burial Monk...'
Yang Yu's thoughts changed in his mind. Although he couldn't guess who this person was, having this guess still made him feel relieved.
"call!"
In the quiet cave, Yang Yu closed his eyes and fell into concentration, sorting out the gains and losses of this trip to Xuanhuang.
In these one hundred and twenty years, he has done a lot. In addition to integrating various magical powers and cultivating the spiritual phase for three kalpas, he has also made a lot of progress in martial arts.
Perhaps it was by analogy, or perhaps because of his promotion to the Taoist realm, he seemed to vaguely see the way forward for martial arts.
"Whether it's spirituality, martial arts, or Qigang Qi training, the fundamental is to draw on the strengths of the world and make up for one's own shortcomings, so as to reborn and step into the door of immortality..."
In the sea of mind, the Cauldron of Gluttony hummed and trembled, repairing itself. In front of the faint light of the cauldron, Niluan Xinxiang, dressed in a fire robe, was holding a sword box and thinking.
With his will submerged in this phase, Yang Yu stared at the Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills Mirror.
On this mirror, the various Dharma and Tao, magical powers and spiritual aspects he has practiced are reflected.
No matter what method you use to practice, once you reach a certain level, you will inevitably pursue its essence.
Only by touching the essence can we break away from barriers.
The same is true for martial arts, the same is true for spiritual appearance, and the same is true for divine channels...
"The fourth step of the human immortal is to draw on the advantages of thousands of transformations and temper the divine body. This step is very long, or in other words, it is never-ending..."
If you continue to pursue more changes in the tempering of your divine body, there will naturally be no limit.
However, the more changes the divine body can accommodate, the better. It also requires harmony.
"Comprehensive integration of thousands of changes, tempering the divine body, using it to carry spiritual aspects, and even Taoist magical powers..."
Yang Yu has ambitions in his heart.
There is no corresponding path to the martial arts, so Yang Yu can only explore gradually. Even with the long river of martial arts at hand, it is difficult to make rapid progress.
But because there is no guidance, there are infinite possibilities...
Throughout all the kalpas, there has been no path comparable to the path of immortals and Buddhas.
He doesn't have such extravagant hopes either.
Being able to practice all the paths at the same time, at least at this moment, will greatly improve him.
Without practicing all kinds of Dharma, how can he compete with those with great supernatural powers who have been cultivating the path of immortality and Buddha for countless years?
"call!"
All kinds of thoughts lingered in his mind, and finally fell into silence. Yang Yu closed his eyes and fell into concentration, taking in ideas and practicing slowly.
…
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"According to heaven's calculations, there is indeed a person like Gan Cang in Xuanhuang Heaven and Earth, but whether he is this person or not is unknown."
On the deck, Hei Heizi looked down at Xuhai, and a disciple bowed to the side and said:
"Should we send someone into the Xuanhuang world to investigate? One of my disciples has entered the Wanfa Tower and has the ability to cross the Xuanhuang world..."
"No need."
Black and White shook his head:
"We only need to make sure that he is not a calamity ghost. Why bother to get to the bottom of it? I, Gan Gang, am the first realm of ten calamities. I should be open to all rivers and look forward and backward. What kind of leader can I be?"
"Disciples are taught!"
The disciple looked respectful.
"Go ahead."
Hei Baizi waved his hand and told him to step back:
"Continue to inquire about the news about Tianhai and one of our nominal leaders, Shanhai Yang Yu..."
"yes!"
The disciple bowed and retreated.
"Shan Hai, Yang Prison!"
Chewing the name of this nominal leader, Hei Baizi couldn't help but feel waves in his heart.
The intention of Qiangang Realm to fight against the ghosts of the Nine Tribulations was not a sudden one, but it had already been there for a long time. The opening of the sky and sea was too sudden, so it seemed a little hasty.
But in fact, for hundreds of thousands of years, the Qiangang Realm has been recruiting masters from all realms and is already preparing for today.
"Fellow Taoist Black and White, have you recruited another master for your Longmen sect?"
There seemed to be ripples, and a tall man with a height of ten feet stepped out of the void with a loud voice:
"Congratulations, congratulations!"
"It's all for the great plan of the Ten Tribulations. Why are there the theories of Dragon Gate and Xuanmen?"
Upon noticing this person, Hei Heizi frowned slightly.
The person who came was one of the top ten immortal sects in Qiangang, a supreme elder from the Xuantian sect named Han Jun, a person he disliked very much.
He is clearly the Supreme Elder of the Immortal Sect, but he has also practiced demonic arts from other realms. He is considered a person with a bad reputation among various sects.
"Haha~"
Han Jun twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled rather unsightly:
"If you say yes, let's leave it at that!"
"How can Fellow Daoist Han have the time to come to my Longmen land if he doesn't go to look for masters from other realms?"
Naturally, Hei Baizi didn't bother to bother with this topic, and instead asked about the person's purpose.
The giant ship of Gan Gang is a crossing treasure forged by countless manpower and material resources gathered by the immortal sects of Gan Gang.
There are only ten of them.
The place where they are located is temporarily used by Longmen, but other sects can also come and go freely.
He couldn't stop it either.
"Searching for other realms is boring after all. My master thinks that Han is useless, so he sent me here to find fellow Taoists and go to Tianhai with him."
Han Jundan responded:
"Others think this is hard work, but they don't know that Han enjoys it!"
"Haha~"
Black and white people are smiling but not smiling:
"Fellow Daoist Han has amazing courage. Perhaps he is not far away from becoming a soul. I would like to congratulate you in advance!"
"Han will definitely become a soul!"
Han Jun didn't care about the ridicule in Hei Baizi's words. He raised his eyes proudly and said to himself:
"Speaking of which, Han went to Longquan this time and got some information about Shanhai Yang Yu. I wonder if Taoist friends black and white are interested?"
"Um?"
Hei Baizi's heart moved. He was naturally quite curious about this nominal leader, and even a little in awe.
The Qiangang Realm has experienced earth-shaking changes, but the calamity ghosts that caused all that cannot be compared with the ones that appeared in Longquan.
He simply couldn't imagine how a person who had just become a Baji could narrowly survive in such a terrible disaster.
In fact, the head of his family elected him as one of the external leaders, and he used this to persuade the other nine sects.
"It is said that Yang Prison once appeared in Xuanhuang!"
"Xuanhuang?"
Hei Baizi didn't pay much attention at first. At this moment, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and subconsciously thought of that Gan Cang, but as soon as he thought about it, he gave up the idea.
Although Na Gancang seemed to be somewhat capable, compared with that peerless man who dared to kill the Buddha, he seemed very inconsistent.
"good!"
Han Jun couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration in his eyes:
"It is said that not long ago, there was a shocking change in the Xuanhuang world. The last soldier of the Nine Tribulations appeared. When he was about to overthrow Xuanhuang, our leader suddenly appeared..."
"The last soldier of the Nine Tribulations?"
Black and White's eyelids twitched wildly:
"The Master of Arms? Only one who holds the art of armies can be called the Master of Arms? Is this an enlightened person?!"
"Yes, that last generation of soldier master is the first enlightened robbery ghost that Xuanhuang has appeared so far!"
Han Jun said, a cheerful smile flashed in his eyes:
"It is said that when several masters heard the news, they were all shocked and horrified..."
Shocked?
I'm just afraid of regret...
Hei Baizi suppressed his shock and looked a little strange.
He knew, however, that when the sects recommended this leader, the reason why they chose him was not only because he had a great reputation, but also because he did not know life and death...
Now he appears again, and seems to have crossed the threshold of a great supernatural power master.
This is...
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The Xuhai is boundless, and the realms such as Qiangang and Longquan are extremely far from the Tianhai. Naturally, it cannot be reached within a year or two.
Yang Prison stayed on this giant ship for seven years.
In the past seven years, the black and white man from the Longmen Sect came almost every once in a while.
There are few people who talk about things while sitting around, but there are many people who ask and win over people.
Yang Yu neither agreed nor refused. While practicing on this giant ship, he was also waiting for Ting Ting's response.
And this wait lasted seven years.
On this day, Yang Yu and Hei Baizi were on the deck looking into the void. They could vaguely see the indescribably huge sky and sea realm that seemed to cut across the void sea.
When there was an uproar on the giant ship, Yang Yu's heart moved, and in his heart, the voice of listening sounded again.
"It's time!"
Yang Yu sensed it for a moment, and an unknown stone tablet slowly appeared in the nine-color intertwined light curtain in his mind.