The breeze blew through the wilderness, and the old trees beside the road made a rustling sound.
Yang Yu walked slowly on the official road, feeling the gentle breeze. Sometimes he raised his eyes to see the sea of clouds billowing and the leaves moving with the wind.
The chaotic body of the near path has all kinds of incredible powers. This is not a magical power, but it seems to be more mysterious and mysterious than the magical power.
Just like this time.
He measured the world on foot, and everything he saw was reflected in his mind. He also captured all kinds of energy and even the traces of time.
"People leave their photos when they pass by, and geese leave their traces when they pass by. What is refined by the Cauldron of Gluttony is this kind of trace..."
In the breeze, Yang Yu slowly raised his hand, and the seemingly absent qi energy merged in his palm, emitting a gleaming light.
The Cauldron of Gluttony has its own reaction, and new ingredients are captured and imprinted in it, and can be refined at any time.
"The 'Ding Eating' characteristic of the Cauldron of Gluttony at least has the ability to 'contain qi', 'transform virtual reality', 'refining falsehood into true', and 'change material spirit'..."
Feeling the changes in the aura within the Cauldron of Gluttony, Yang Yu felt something in his heart.
Everything has its trajectory and changes. To pursue and explore until you master the principles is to practice and seek the Tao.
Today, he has already walked on this path, and has gone very far.
boom!
Above the sea of clouds, there was a sudden explosion, and the sound waves were like thunder:
"Fan Yun, you dare to compete with me for this dragon soul?!"
"The treasures in the world are only obtained by the strong. If you saw them a few decades ago, is it your fault?"
Someone was laughing thousands of miles away, the sea of clouds was torn apart, and the terrifying big hands blocked the light of the sky thousands of miles away.
"Who do you think you are? You're ridiculous!"
The two Lords of the Eight Extremes competed above the sea of clouds, and their energy collapsed into a wisp of energy underground, just like thunder falling, causing all the pedestrians in the wilderness to disperse.
Soon, the two people who were fighting disappeared between the sea of clouds.
"There are more and more outsiders..."
Yang Prison took a casual look and left as usual.
This Fang Xuan Gong realm is undoubtedly extremely special, and he only realized it when he touched the 'Tao Sect'.
Normally speaking, the Xuan Gong realm is an afterimage of the real world. There may be some truth in it, but most of it is illusion.
But the Xuan Gong realm here is different. Here, there is a way.
It is even consistent with the outside world, so much so that more than two hundred years have passed here, and more than two hundred years have passed in the outside world.
The fog outside Jilei Mountain dispersed again and again, and after hearing the news, practitioners from all walks of life, including immortals and Buddhas, came in.
Along the way, he saw countless similar fights, and many of them died.
pity……
"Adventures and fortunes in the eyes of ordinary people may be simply gadgets that can be created casually in the eyes of those who hold the Taoist principles..."
Yang Yu felt a little emotional.
The realm of Fang Xuan Gong imprinted by the Chaos Bell contains a lot of opportunities and creations. He even noticed the Seven Yuan Dao Fruit and the broken fairy treasure.
But for him, this world is shallower than the real world, yet deeper than the ordinary realm of Xuan Gong. The heaven and earth itself, which contains all kinds of principles, is the greatest creation.
"Perhaps, I can also try one or two..."
Yang Yu looked at the rolling mountains, thoughtful in his heart.
Achieving the Tao does not happen overnight. Only after you see the Tao can you say you have achieved the Tao.
But at this moment, because of the specialness of this Fang Xuan Gong realm, he glimpsed the deep mysteries in the baptism of the Sea of Laws, and had a vague understanding of how to go about the 'road of enforcing the Dao'.
In the realm of heaven and sea before the great calamity comes, all the creations of all realms are gathered in it.
Even though the Chaos Clock could not fully expand it, Yang Yu could still see a corner of the prosperous age.
The Daqian Divine Dynasty ruled the land, and it had no rules. Therefore, what this Divine Dynasty did was also a feudal system.
Within the Divine Dynasty, there were eight hundred princes, each of whom ruled a country. The territory of any country was as vast as that of the Zhou Dynasty in the Xuanhuang Realm at its peak.
On this day, Yang Yu was passing by a place when he suddenly heard the long cry of the ancient phoenix. He raised his eyes and looked,
But I saw a divine bird with extreme majesty cutting through the boundless sea of clouds and descending into the distance.
"This is……"
There was just a movement in Yang Yu's heart, and he could see hundreds of millions of miles away through the mysterious energy.
"Destiny Black Bird?"
Yang Yu's expression changed slightly, but immediately, his eyes fell on the land of Dongji.
The moment the mysterious bird arrived, he was keenly aware that the 'dao threads' that made up this mysterious realm were being moved.
That is……
"Chaos Clock!"
Yang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and disappeared into the wilderness. The next moment, he had arrived in front of an ancient city.
This city is smaller than Shouyang City, and it is also the most ordinary small city in Daqian.
But the walls of this city have a sense of age, as if they have been standing here for hundreds of millions of years.
"Xuanhuang City."
Stopping at the gate of the city for a moment, Yang Yu seemed to feel something. He followed the people into the city, walked through several lively streets, and stopped in front of an alley.
"This is quite interesting..."
Yang Yu's eyes moved slightly and he walked into the alley.
At the end of the alley, there are hundreds of houses scattered here and there. It is quite incompatible with the outside world, like a small village in the city.
In the open space under the old tree at the head of the village, an old man gently shook his cattail leaf fan and watched with a smile as several children played.
It may have been a long time since anyone came to this alley. The moment Yang Yu walked in, the old man enjoying the shade, the children playing, and the few big men at the entrance of the village all looked at him sideways, and their expressions changed.
"interesting……"
Yang Yu raised his eyebrows, feeling more and more interesting. Facing the eyes of everyone, he took a step back.
Just taking a step back, children, old men, and big men all looked away, as if nothing had happened.
When Yang Yu took another step, everyone looked sideways again, and their expressions changed again, just like before.
"The cycle of time."
Yang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.
In his eyes, this small village was incompatible with the entire Xuan Gong realm.
It's like there is another level of Xuan Gong realm that exists in this Xuan Gong realm.
'The Chaos Clock intercepted a period of time and imprinted it here...'
As soon as his thoughts changed, Yang Yu walked into the village, not caring about the weird looks of the people, and came to the old tree.
"Where did the offspring come from?"
The old man raised his head, with some curiosity in his cloudy eyes:
"We haven't had outsiders come here for a long time..."
"Coming from Xuanhuang City, I passed by here."
Yang Yu replied and asked again: "May I ask the old man, when is today?"
What year is it today?
Hearing these words, the old man was slightly startled. Just when he was about to speak, a voice came from the village:
"The ninth calamity of the Yuan Dynasty, the twenty-ninth era of the Taiyuan Dynasty, the year 7562, the early spring!"
Demon Emperor Taiyuan?
Yang Yu raised his eyes and saw a young man in black shorts walking slowly out of the village.
This person?
Yang Yu was certain that he had never seen this person before, but he had a vague feeling that this person was very familiar to him.
However, his thoughts changed and he frowned slightly: "Taiyuan, twenty-ninth century?"
"good!"
The young man smiled slightly.
Yang Yu's heart couldn't help but move.
Ji is a type of nine calamities accumulated over time, and one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years is one Ji.
The Taiyuan Era is an ancient era that few people know about. It was ended with the destruction of the ancient Demon Court.
Taiyuan Shenting ended in the 820th century and the 29th century of Taiyuan. It should be the time when Demon Emperor Taiyuan was at his peak?
We are only a few thousand centuries away from this Xuan Gong realm, so why did the Chaos Clock intercept this piece of ancient history?
"Lao Bai, you are busy."
The young man walked up to him. He first chatted with the old man for a few words, and then slightly held his hand:
"You are a visitor from afar. If you don't mind it, fellow Taoist, how about we come in and have a chat?"
"You don't even know my name or my origins, so you invite me in?"
Yang Prison felt more and more weird.
The person in front of me seems to really know me...
"But I forgot."
The young man in black, Yang Zuo, suddenly patted his head, then bowed his hands:
"I'm Taiyi, I don't know what to call you?"
Taichi?!
Yang Yu's heart was shocked, and he suddenly remembered the words that had appeared in the Cauldron of Gluttony before.
Is this person the one who came because of the conflict between the six supreme beings that disrupted time and space?
It's just that the name Taiyi is...
"It turns out to be a Taoist friend from Tai."
Yang Prison changed his mind and handed over his hand:
"Fellow Taoist, just call me 'Taoist Wukong'."
"It turns out to be fellow Taoist Wukong."
The young man who called himself Taiyi nodded slightly, but quickly covered up the smile that flashed in his eyes:
"Fellow Taoist, please come with me."
"Thank you."
Yang Yu had no fear. He came from this village, so he would not refuse.
Just looking at the back of the person in front of me, ripples can't help but appear in my heart.
'This person seems to know that I am coming here? And...'
A small village with hundreds of households was certainly not a big one. Within a few steps, the young man in black stopped and invited Yang Yu into a small fenced courtyard.
"Fellow Taoist, please sit down for a moment."
The young man smiled slightly, went into the house and took out tea to serve him. He spoke casually, as if the two had known each other for many years.
"This tea is called 'Yangyancao'. It grows in the raging fire. Although it is not a good tea, it is still good to drink."
A young man named Taiyi poured tea for Yang Prison:
"Please taste it, fellow Taoist."
Yang Yu swept it away casually, picked up the cup, took a sip, and felt a warm and pure yang energy spread from his chest and abdomen in an instant.
Buzz!
Stirred by this aura, the true fire of Samadhi that had already been included in his 'Great Divine Power of Earth, Fire, Fengshui' boiled instantly.
At a perceptible speed, it has skyrocketed by several hundred percent, which is almost equivalent to the previous breakthrough level of this magical power.
This is……
"The sun is so hot!"
Prison boy Yang shrank violently.
More than just the true fire of samadhi?
The moment the sip of tea entered his stomach, the fire of karma that had been suppressed deep in his soul but could not be eradicated was actually suppressed a bit.
There are signs of being completely removed!
"Wukong Tao is friendly and insightful! Yes, although 'Yangyancao' is not a superior spiritual tea, it can be transformed by the quality of the fire that is planted. This tea is nourished by the true fire of the sun."
The young man in black put his hands on his hands and smiled, and looked at Yang Yu with a deep look:
"Chaos opened up, and there were ten great divine fires in the world. Among them, there are only a few that are truly born from heaven and earth. This true sun fire was born when yin and yang differentiated, and it is the oldest..."
Top ten real hits!
Yang Yu felt the surge of flame energy in his body and let out a breath of hot air:
"But I don't know, what are the other types of real fire?"
"Many of those that have long since disappeared but still exist in this world should include the Taiyin Fire, the Sun True Fire, the Chaos Green Lotus Fire, the Red Lotus Karma Fire... and the Samadhi True Fire!"
Taiyi answered.
Meeting this destined son of ten tribulations again, ripples arose in his heart.
This is naturally not the first time that he has enlightened him on the essence of divine fire.
In fact, he didn't want to meet Yang Yu so early in this life, but the Chaos Bell...
"The true fire of Samadhi can also be ranked among the ten true fires?"
Yang Yu was a little surprised:
"Green lotus is born from chaos. Green lotus is the beginning of vitality for all things. Its fire is extraordinary. Chaos produces yin and yang. Taiyin and the sun can be among them."
But there seem to be many people who know the true fire of samadhi..."
"It is not a fire that everyone can cultivate, so it must be poor and weak. On the contrary, the true fire of Samadhi can be ranked among the top ten true fires..."
Having said this countless times, Taiyi is naturally familiar with it:
"The true fire of samadhi is the fire of the origin. It cannot be said to be powerful if it is cultivated by one person. But if it can burn the origin of the world, then the intensity of this fire can even overwhelm the taiyin and the sun. It is unknown..."
Unknown...
At this point, Taiyi paused for a moment, and couldn't help but recall the past, feeling a little complicated and sighing.
He was once extremely disgusted and even disgusted with the person in front of him.
Without him, this person has many similarities with the emperor, including observing the precepts...
But he had to admit that the person in front of him did have a state of mind that he couldn't change.
Even though he knew how powerful the true fire of Samadhi was, he did not deliberately practice it to make it stronger.
"Burn the origin of the world."
After hearing this, Yang Yu's interest that had just arisen was immediately dispelled.
"Come, drink tea."
Taiyi smiled inwardly, but didn't say much, just poured cups of tea.
He knew that Yang Yu had many doubts in his mind, but he would not take the initiative to answer or talk about them.
Then, the two of them drank tea for three days and three nights.
Later, after Yang Yu was sure that the tea could not completely eradicate the remaining karma, he stood up and prepared to leave.
Although he had doubts at the moment, his fear of the person in front of him was even deeper.
The name Taiyi and the sense of déjà vu brought to him by the True Fire of the Sun were indeed too strong...
'Still so cold and hard...'
Taiyi sighed in his heart, but did not hold back. He got up and saw each other off at the entrance of the village.
"Young Master, where did this person come from, that he can enter and leave the 'Xuanyuan Illusion Realm'?"
The children suddenly raised their heads and made old voices.
However, their eyes were not even half innocent and pure, and some were only violent and ferocious.
Like a trapped beast that has been imprisoned for countless years...
Taiyi was indifferent and just glanced at the old man under the tree:
"What do you think, Mr. Bai?"
"The aura of calamity and the blessing of great luck, this kind of atmosphere is a bit like the crape myrtle of the past, and it can barely be considered as a person less than half of the calamity..."
The old man paused slightly as he spoke, glanced outside the alley, raised his hand, and the mist obscured the small village:
"Young students, it's not a good habit to listen to people talking behind your back..."
"But it turned out to be an old monster left over from the demon clan..."
Outside the alley, Yang Yu raised his head indifferently. The hazy mist could not cover his eyes and ears:
"Taiyi? I heard that in the ancient years, the demon emperor Taiyuan had ten sons..."