Taking one step out of time and space, Yang Yu pinched a wisp of Qi and already knew where he had arrived.
"At the end of the Taiyuan Era, when Heaven was about to be established...Three Immortals Island? Or rather..."
Loosening his five fingers and letting the wisp of Qi drift away, Yang Yu's eyes brightened slightly:
"Candle Dragon Island!"
Three Immortals Island is one of the Seventy-two Blessed Lands of the Nine Tribulations. The owner of the Three Immortals Island is also an enlightened person and has a great reputation.
But compared to its predecessor, it is far inferior.
At the beginning of the Nine Tribulations, there was fierce fighting, demons and demons vying for supremacy, gods and Buddhas clashing, and countless dragon heads fighting in the endless ocean.
Sanxian Island, known as Zhulong Island in ancient times, is the place where Zhulong, the oldest dragon of the Nine Tribulations, attained enlightenment, and is a holy land longed for by hundreds of millions of aquatic people.
"According to legend, on the eve of the Demon Court's destruction, Zhulong suddenly disappeared and seemed to be hiding. Now it seems that he died..."
Ancient Zhulong Island has its own cave. From the outside, it seems to be just a small island, but inside, it is like a huge world.
At a glance, the mountains are like forests and there seems to be no end in sight.
But now, this sacred land of the Dragon Clan is completely silent. Under the strong aura of resentment, there are many remains of the Dragon Clan.
Woo~
Yang Yu made a casual move, and a huge black scale like a mountain was summoned to his eyes.
It is as black as ink, as bright as a mirror, and it seems to have natural textures all over the inside.
"Candle Dragon Scales..."
Yang Yu tapped lightly, and visible ripples appeared on the scales, but they were not pierced by his finger:
"The reverse scales were all shattered..."
Slight ripples rippled, and Yang Yu's spirit had already merged with the seemingly absent aura on it, and he could sense some remaining traces.
That was the ruined corner of this island of thousands of dragons. In it, Yang Yu saw the corpses of thousands of angry dragons lying in the sky, exploding like rain.
I saw that majestic and terrifying divine dragon, whose charm penetrated light and dark, was pierced by a pair of invisible palms...
That is……
Yang Yu lowered his eyes, and there was a doubtful light in his eyes:
"It's her again..."
The one who destroyed the Dragon Island and killed the Zhulong with one hand was the young-looking Emperor Yin...
"What does she want?"
Putting the candle dragon's reverse scales away, Yang Yu frowned slightly.
With his current eyesight, he could naturally tell that the Emperor Yin who was illuminated by this piece of scale armor was the same person who killed Wanshou Taoist.
It was the young Emperor Yin who came from the Xuan Gong territory of Ji Lei Mountain...
"Wandering among the tribulations just to slaughter the strong men who have already died?"
Yang Prison frowned.
The collision between Emperor Yin and the five supreme beings has always existed in the topsy-turvy years.
But the moment he stepped into the long river of time and space, the shocking collision suddenly dissipated, and even he couldn't realize its reality for a moment.
Because the auras of the six supreme powerful men penetrated every part of time, space and time that he could perceive...
"Was that young man transformed by her obsession? Or was he created by a spiritual treasure? She wandered through the ages, killing strong men, and it seemed a little deliberate..."
Yang Prison said to himself.
He was thinking about it, but there was too little information to make a judgment. However, he vaguely guessed that it might be related to the 'ritual'.
Because it was hard for him to believe that a supreme giant like Di Yin would leave behind a trace of obsession for no reason...
"What kind of ritual involves nine tribulations or even eight tribulations?"
Feeling the resentment and coldness of this dragon island, Yang Yu's mind turned. After a long time, he began to control the energy here.
Although Zhulong died, his ways have not disappeared.
Through this mysterious energy, he can still touch the path left behind. This is the good fortune he obtained in exchange for the Chaos Bell Sacrifice.
Apart from the Great Dao, there is nothing in the universe, in the heavens, in the world of Hengsha, in the endless years, that can reflect the Dao.
Buzz!
Sitting cross-legged in the corner of Dragon Island, Yang Yu's mind was wandering, watching the ancestor of all dragons before and after his enlightenment.
Zhulong, born at the end of the Eight Tribulations, is not a living creature of flesh and blood, but the nine-apertured Holy Spirit born from the stone.
Due to the opportunity of two calamities, he was born with a body that is close to the master of great supernatural powers, which attracted all kinds of Taoist fruits to take the initiative to recognize the master.
At the beginning of the Nine Tribulations, it is divided into six divisions, and the divisions of time change. Closing the eyes means night, and opening the eyes means day.
"Time changes..."
Yang Yu murmured, immersed in Zhulong's years of enlightenment.
"The change of time is the way for Zhulong to achieve enlightenment, and what he wants to follow in order to defeat the Six Divisions is the path of the Five Elders. The way he wants to uphold is the 'dragon'!"
"That's why he spent so much effort to create countless dragon clans of flesh and blood, and then he participated in the competition for Tianhai..."
"Occupy one of them and become the orthodoxy of heaven and earth. The way of the five elders seems to be much simpler than the way of the four emperors. The three pure states seem to be much simpler?
But it seems to be more difficult..."
…
Silently watching Zhulong's picture of enlightenment, Yang Yu sometimes frowned, sometimes wondered, and sometimes suddenly realized.
This process is related to refining ingredients and recipes, but it is more mysterious.
Although he could not learn the divine channel technique from it, nor could he harvest spiritual treasures and catalogues, it was like the process of reading the Enlightenment Map itself, which was a great blessing.
With his current realm and vision, he can deduce Zhulong's true path to enlightenment!
This is the foundation.
Woohoo!
The wind blows on Long Island, and resentment surges.
This sitting was much longer than that of Longevity Mountain. Only after tens or hundreds of years did Yang Yu's eyelids tremble.
And when he opened his eyes again, the dead Dragon Island had new life. The land watered by dragon blood was far more fertile than ordinary fairy mountains.
Phew~
The breeze blew through the bushes, and under the distant mountains, on the bank of the ocean, and on the remains of Dragon Island, small and simple cities had been erected.
In the near future, new practitioners will come here, and the Three Immortals Island will be established.
The holy land of the dragon clan, which once dominated the sea for countless thousands of years and even dared to compete with gods and Buddhas, has disappeared.
In later generations, only the ancient name of Sanxian Island, "Zhulong Island", was left.
"eternal……"
Standing on the reef, listening to the sound of the crashing waves, Yang Yu seemed to be a little distracted for a moment.
Until a long time later, he heard a cry of surprise, and a lone boat was knocked over by the waves.
"Um?"
Yang Yu's eyes moved, and there were ripples in his eyes.
With a casual move, he flipped the overturned boat, and on top of it were three girls who were still in shock.
The older one is about ten years old, and the younger one seems to be only three or five years old. At this moment, their faces are pale and their bodies are wet.
"You, where are you as a practitioner from? How come I haven't seen you before?"
Hearing the sound coming from the boat, Yang Yu's expression changed slightly, as if he was surprised, but also seemed to be enlightened:
"This is quite interesting..."
The paradoxical scene caused ripples in Yang Yu's heart. He wanted to leave, but he stayed here for several more years.
A few years later, he drifted away and came to the next time and space.
"Lingtai, Fangcun Mountain..."
…
The harvest from worshiping the Tao is far more profound and incredible than Yang Yu thought before.
Wanshou Mountain, Sanxian Island, Fangcun Mountain, Pengmen Island, Yushan City, Daluo Mountain, Hanlong Valley...
Fairy mountains and blessed places that only existed in myths and legends, and ancient history that had long disappeared in the long river of time, were slowly opened in front of him, and he was allowed to leave traces.
The past cannot be changed. This iron law that is unshakable in the eyes of countless practitioners seems to be able to be changed under the Great Dao.
The person who holds one path is the master of the path. However, the convergence of three thousand avenues is only a corner of the avenue.
One year, ten years...
Hundreds of years, thousand years...
The years seemed to have lost their meaning. As he shuttled and wandered through time and space, Yang Yu even lost his perception of time in the outside world for a time.
Only in this rare blessing, I will devote all my efforts to rubbing the next enlightenment pictures one after another.
To witness the rise and fall of one strong man after another.
Lay a solid foundation, accumulate knowledge, deduce the way forward, and practice your own way...
…
"The Lord of the Two Etiquettes, the Eight Heavenly Lords, the God of War, the Immortal King, the Lord of Death..."
Between the sea of clouds, Yang Yu looked down at the strange time and space he was about to leave.
He had never heard of this time and space from any legends, but there was a terrifying existence in it that was comparable to Taoist Wanshou.
He was a man of astonishing talent and almost found a new path, reaching the point where he was about to surpass the Sixth Division.
But just like the strong men seen in this ancient history of time and space, they fell at the hands of the young Emperor Yin...
"She killed all the powerful men born in the Nine Tribulations!"
Yang Yu felt slightly cold in his heart.
During this long period of time, he traveled through more than a hundred times and spaces, and witnessed the fall of hundreds of enlightened masters from different eras...
"What does she want?"
This is not the first time Yang Yu has had this idea, but he still has no answer.
He guessed that this might be a ritual, but he couldn't imagine what kind of ritual would need to be carried out in such a horrific way...
Because this piece of time and space does not exist in the Nine Tribulations!
Here is the Eight Tribulations!
"Does he want to kill all the calamities?!"
Just by having this thought in his mind, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel solemn in his heart.
After practicing for so many years, he naturally has a deep understanding of rituals.
Promotion rituals are ever-changing, but one thing remains unchanged, and that is, 'the more dangerous the ritual, the more powerful and terrifying the rank you are promoted to'.
And what he is experiencing now is probably the most horrific ritual in history!
'Perhaps the huge feedback from Dao Dao is also related to this point?'
Feeling the fluctuations in the dark, Yang Yu was thoughtful, but he couldn't help but think:
"Traveling through the tribulations, witnessing the rise and fall of countless strong men, and rubbing an Enlightenment Diagram of the Enlightenment Master. If this is a ritual, it is extremely difficult and terrifying..."
There was a sigh in his heart, but no waves. Yang Yu only took a deep look at this unfamiliar time and space, and then stepped into another time and space.
The speed is neither slow nor slow, but it seems to be written more lightly than at the beginning, leaving no trace at all.
Woo~
The ripples that are there or not disappear in a flash.
Yang Yu raised his eyes and looked around. This was a fairy mountain hanging high in the sea of clouds, or in other words, a broken star.
"This is Yinghuo Planet."
A moderate voice followed, and under Yang Yu's gaze, a heavenly staircase made of intertwined stars hung down in front of him:
"Fellow Taoist, you have come so far to work so hard. If you don't mind it, why don't you come to the humble house for a drink or two to relieve your sleepiness?"
"You're welcome, fellow Taoist."
Yang Yu was shocked but calm, even though this was the first time he had been discovered so far.
Walking up the Heavenly Stairs to the Sea of Clouds and Broken Stars Mountain, the top is desolate and deserted, full of wasteland, desolate and dilapidated.
Only the place where a tall old Taoist stood cross-legged had some greenery.
"Walking through the years and traveling beyond time and space, my fellow Taoists have extraordinary magical powers. No wonder they are ranked 'Tongtian'!"
Seeing Yang Yu's arrival, the old Taoist stood up and bowed, seeming to admire and sigh:
"Fellow Taoist, please!"
This person……
Hearing this, Yang Yu's heart moved slightly. In less than an instant, he had already sensed the identity of the person in front of him from the dissipated energy:
"Da Si Ming!"
One destiny, two fortunes, and three incense, the path of destiny is the noble path among all the paths.
The Master of Si Ming is also the most feared among all the enlightened masters, and the Great Si Ming...
There are three thousand paths to enlightenment, but among the countless stages of enlightenment throughout the kalpas, there are only six that can be called the ultimate.
There is only one person who dares to be called great, and that is Da Si Ming!
However, it is unimaginable to be promoted to this level. In nine calamities and 840 million years, there has never been a person who has held the command of the Taoist Commander.
Among the eight calamities, there is only one!
“A friendly and knowledgeable person!”
The old Taoist smiled slightly and poured tea and wine for Yang Yu. He was very kind and his words were filled with compliments and compliments.
"Da Siming is in charge of the fate of a calamity, but I don't know if you know Yang's intention?"
Yang Yu was quite curious and thoughtful about the great commander in front of him, who was rare in ancient and modern times:
"Do you know your own destiny?"
"Destiny is like water, it moves according to the situation and changes all the time. There is no timetable. How can Si Ming see all the changes clearly?"
The old man held the wine glass and answered with a smile, which seemed to have profound meaning:
"For example, fellow Taoist, your destiny has changed at least a thousand times. From being invisible to everyone to being as majestic as the sea, who can guess?"
"At least Da Siming saw it."
Yang Yu looked unmoved. After responding calmly, he asked again:
"Fellow Taoist, you know, Yang is really surprised to see you alive..."
"Fellow Taoist, don't be too surprised..."
The old Taoist drank the wine in the glass and licked the wine stains at the corner of his mouth:
"If what I have predicted is correct, I will probably die after half a cup of tea..."
"oh?"
Yang Yu raised his eyes slightly.
"But this can't be completely considered a bad thing. At least, Pindao feels that this may be considered a good thing..."
The old man was quite addicted to alcohol. He drank a glass of wine every time he said a word, and spoke slowly and leisurely:
"It should be noted that all things are cyclical. If there is life, there will be death. If there is little, there will be labor. If there is a beginning, there will be an end..."
"Where there is a cause, there is an effect...burp!"
Under Yang Yu's gaze, the old man let out a long wine belch, and a touch of wine red appeared on his deeply wrinkled old face:
"Speaking of it, if I can participate in such a great event, what can I do if I just throw away my broken body?!"
Its sound is not low, and it seems to have a special seasonal movement.
But Yang Yu didn't seem to hear it. He slowly raised his eyes and looked somewhere in the sea of clouds.
I saw ripples spreading there, the wind of time slowly blowing from them, and a familiar voice sounded:
"It hasn't been long since we said goodbye, and you already know the 'Tao', very good, very good!"