Chapter 474 The three major ceremonies are completed!
Still the same sword, 1
It's still Yin and Yang, the Seven Tribulations Sword!
However, only by facing this sword directly can we feel the unparalleled swordsmanship of the sloppy Taoist!
The strong wind tears,
The long knife was split into two,
The three layers of true energy that surrounded the whole body were pierced through at once,
The indestructible body of Vajra is destroyed at the same time!
Danger!
The extremely intense crisis turned Yang Yu's eyes red in an instant, and any luck he had had was completely gone.
'Abandoning magical powers is really unbearable...' 1
Before the thought could pass through his mind, complete darkness descended.
Bo!
It was as if the membrane had been penetrated, and Yang Yu was extremely horrified. There were no thoughts in his eyes or in his heart, only the raised sword fingers.
Just one finger has already penetrated everything. If he hadn't raised his right palm to block it in front of him, it would have penetrated his eyebrows and skull.
"You actually blocked it?"
In Yang Yu's ears, a ethereal voice sounded as if coming from the horizon:
"The old Taoist has no mercy..." 4
Buzz!
There seemed to be a strong bell ringing, and everything in front of me disappeared again before I could see it clearly.
"puff!"
Falling heavily into the stream in Wanxiang Mountain, Yang Yu couldn't help but kneel on one knee and spurted out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the entire stream red.
Crackling~
Exploding sounds as fine as fried beans came from all over the body, which was the groaning sound of the muscles and bones in the whole body being overwhelmed...
"you?!"
Before Yu Fengxian, who was in a daze, could wake up from the sadness of saying goodbye to the Buddha Yinyue, he saw a mouthful of thick blood spurting out. He subconsciously drew his sword and struck. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have been struck down. 2
"Who hurt you?"
Seeing that Yang Yu was covered in blood, Yu Fengxian was furious. The joy of his great achievements was immediately overwhelmed by his anger, and he was about to slash at Wang Muzhi with his backhand. 3
The latter shook his head and backed away, hearing Yang Yu's roar of extreme joy:
"good!"
The whistling sound was like a dragon's roar, resounding throughout Wanxiang Mountain and spreading towards Longyuan City. Anyone could hear the joy in it.
"you you……"
Yu Fengxian received the knife and looked at Yang Yu, who was lying on his back in the river, with doubts on his face:
"Are you out of your mind?"
Yang Yu didn't seem to hear her voice. All his mind was occupied by the brilliance of that sword.
This is not only a sword, but also the essence of swordsmanship practiced by a martial arts monument throughout his life. It is also unparalleled in the martial arts world.
Any time he was distracted in the slightest was disrespectful to the great master. Therefore, all his energy was used to remember this sword.
This process was very fast, so fast that it seemed that within just a few moments, the sword intent dissipated in my eyes.
"Real person..."
Yang Yu was in a daze for a moment, and his faint sadness even overpowered the buzzing of Long Yuan Sword in the Cauldron of Gluttony.
[Record of a Sloppy Taoist Encountering Demons]
[Refining Node 1: Rising Dragon (Completed)]
[Simplification Node 2: Preaching (Completed)] 1
[Refining Node 3: Looking for the Sloppy Taoist (Completed)]
[Income from refining: Taoist magical skills ‘Pure Yang Kung’ and ‘Yin Yang Transformation’… The martial arts spirit of the sloppy Taoist, the essence of Taoism, and the Taoist precepts…
The Book of Life and Death (one page), the treasure of the Yin Division, the Taoist fruit ‘Wind Demon’, the magical power ‘Flying Sand and Moving Stones’...] 1
[Note: Therefore, the ingredients are extremely rare, and there may only be one chance to refine them]
【Refined!】
The words that appeared in his eyes made Yang Yu realize in his heart that he would never see that slovenly old Taoist again.
That sword was a dead ringer, and it might never happen again.
It was only then that he understood that preaching in Node 2 was not to allow himself to preach in an illusion, but to bring out the "Tao" of sloppy Taoists.
"Son, what a dream."
Sighing in his heart, Yang Yu struggled to sit up.
He washed his face with the cold stream water, and after being stunned for a while, he took Yu Fengxian's outstretched palm and staggered to his feet. 5
After the sword strike, he felt physically and mentally exhausted, and could hardly stand still. Although the sword strike did not damage any vital parts, the damage was unimaginable.
However, compared to the harvest, this is nothing.
The only thing that hurt him was that the two-edged knife was cut into two pieces with one finger. Fortunately, it was not discarded in the illusion... 2
"Junior brother is very courageous."
Unlike Yu Fengxian who was ignorant about handing out wound medicine, Wang Mu could see the cause and effect at a glance and couldn't help but admire:
"Even Master Zhang dares to tease..."
The reason why he did not go to see Zhang Laodao was not only that he had already established his Taoist foundation, but also because he was afraid.
Thousands of years have passed, and the obsession has lasted forever. The Taoist An relied on the 'blood spirit', but the old Taoist relied on his martial arts will that was condensed to the extreme and made him feel terrified...
He knew very well what this meant.
Only a master of magical powers like Taoist An, who has lost himself, would think that he could compete with the old Taoist, but he had no such idea at all... 2
"Borrow the room..."
Yang Yu was exhausted both physically and mentally, but he didn't even have the strength to deal with him. He waved his hand, managed to pick up two broken knives, and walked into the house not far away with the help of Yu Fengxian. 1
Yu Jing watched from a distance, feeling a little surprised. Who could have hurt him so badly?
squeak~
After closing the door, Yang Yu just took a breath of turbid air, swallowed the elixir, and transferred the blood and true energy. After a while, his face turned a little red.
Yu Fengxian was bored, sitting and twiddling his fingers, thinking about the gains of this trip.7
From this trip to the fantasy world of immortals and demons, she gained quite a lot. In addition to the legendary palm technique, there was also the essence of the martial arts of fighting against the Buddha and the Moon.
The latter is of great significance to her.
Because in a sense, she and the great monk are the same kind, both are fighting to the bone... 2
After half a year of meditation, she naturally crossed the threshold of "casting hundreds of scriptures", mastered all kinds of martial arts with the undefeated Tiangang, and made great progress in her martial arts.
only……
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Yang Yu, who was on the bed and his breathing was slowly calming down, and couldn't help but mutter, why does this guy seem to have gained more than himself?
Actually, you have to cross the hurdle of melting hundreds of scriptures?
In just three or four years, not only did his martial arts catch up, but his realm also caught up with him?
Listening to the long vomiting sound, she almost forgot that when they first met three or four years ago, this guy was just a three-legged cat that had been replaced three or four times...
"call!"
"suck!"
Gu Ke
With his thoughts out of the way, Yang Yu's breathing gradually became quieter. He did not use the jade pendant left by Qin Si. He concentrated and entered the Cauldron of Gluttony again.
Wow~
The stream of light surges like a surging tide. The purple gold gourd, Longyuan Sword, and Evil Suppressing Seal form horns with each other, going from slow to fast, constantly rotating.
Faintly, the tip of the iceberg emerged from that ancient and desolate picture.
The cauldron was in chaos, with large pieces of food being pushed into corners. Only the remaining pages of the Book of Hades, which were still being repaired and shrouded in black mist, remained unchanged.
On the dark cauldron wall, there are words written by Hao Guang:
[Kuixing rank diagram (pole) has been refined]
[Promotion Ceremony: There will be no monsters in front of Kuixing.]
[Seven Star Dragon Abyss Ghost Slaying Sword:...(refined)]
[Supernatural power: Tongyou. The number of divine species that can be evolved is zero. 】
[Current progress of Tongyou: The first level, meeting all living beings...]
[Current progress: Holding ceremony.]
[Can be promoted: The third step of refining can be seen by lighting up the life chart]
[Can enter Tianhai: Tianhai has not yet opened]
[Fate Chart: Can be ignited] 1
"Destiny map!"
The origin of the Four Steps of the Martial Saint must have the corresponding four steps of becoming an Immortal. This is what the realm judge, the Sloppy Taoist, said personally.
However, before the fourth step of becoming a Martial Saint, there are still five levels of foundation building, thirteen levels of blood exchange, and four steps of becoming an immortal.
Therefore, the difficulty of these four steps is actually even greater.
According to the sloppy Taoist, the four steps to becoming an immortal are two. The fourth step is the most difficult, but the most dangerous is the third step!
Buzz!
Without hesitation, Yang Yu thought, and the three major ingredients trembled in unison, and the extremely mysterious ancient scroll was infinitely magnified by his induction.
Whoosh!
In less than a moment, Yang Yu regained his senses again, and as far as he could see, there was the picture he had expected?
In front of us, there is clearly a vast and almost endless sea of stars in the universe!
The vitality in it is bleak and there are only a few spots of light. It is huge but boundless.
"Light up the destiny map..."
Yang Yu murmured to himself, and the secret to 'lighting up the destiny map' emerged in his mind. In other words, this was not a secret at all.
The starry sky and universe in front of him is where the destiny map is, and to light it up, he needs to step into it, follow the induction in the dark, and find his own level destiny map!
However, it is possible to get lost in this process. If you want to cross this step smoothly and quickly, there is only one way.
Describe yourself so as not to lose your direction.1
In other words, that is,
“Keep the precepts!” 2
…
…
The wind is strong, the sky is high, and the night is getting dark.
There was silence in Dayan Mountain, except for a few lights somewhere.
"call!"
At a certain moment, a thick white mist was blown away, and six or seven women appeared sparsely in it.
"Let's break up."
Feng Wushuang waved her hand, and without looking at the changes in the expressions of the girls, she climbed over the mountain stream with a few ups and downs.
After the mountain stream, there is relatively flat mountain land.
Bamboo forest, fence, thatched house...
The lights cast a shadow on the window paper, and it was vaguely visible that it was an old woman doing needlework with her head down.
At first glance, this is a farmhouse that looks nothing out of the ordinary, if it weren't for the fact that it was located in a remote mountain with few people and thousands of animals.
"call!"
It was Feng Wushuang. When she came to the small courtyard, she couldn't help but breathe quickly. After adjusting several times, she bowed and spoke:
"Wushuang, please see grandma..."
"come in."
The kind voice made Feng Wushuang's hair stand on end, but she could only bite the bullet and go in, and restrained herself without leaking any flaws.
Through the door, she began to tell what happened in the fantasy, nine percent true and one percent false. Except for telling herself and others, she didn't hide anything.
Including the blood demon being killed with one sword.
"Zhang is sloppy, Zhang is sloppy..."
Inside the house, the old woman's voice was full of regret, as if she was remembering the passing of her old friend, and also seemed to be sighing at the passing of the martial arts legend.
But Feng Wushuang couldn't help feeling cold in her heart...
"You said that the broken pages of the Book of the Dead fell into the hands of a young man whose appearance is unremarkable, and even you can't recognize his identity?"
Inside the house, the old woman was still busy with her sewing, and she answered casually, making it difficult to understand her thoughts.
"yes."
Feng Wushuang looked respectful.
She had a quick mind, otherwise she wouldn't have dared to do such a big thing, but even she couldn't fathom the thoughts of the old woman in the room.
"Inform the teaching center to find this person." 1
The old woman ordered...;
"Wushuang understands..."
Feng Wushuang bowed in agreement and was about to leave when she seemed to think of something: "General Manager Yan Hong has died in the illusion. I wonder which elder should be informed?"
"Um……"
The old woman seemed to be pondering, and after a moment, a token flew out from the half-open door:
"Yan Xue has been in seclusion for many years, it's time to come out and do some activities..."
"Great Elder Yanxue?!"
Feng Wushuang was shocked.
There are only nine great elders in the sect at one time, but that does not mean that all the nine great elders before them are dead...
This Yan Xue is also an old immortal...
His heart felt slightly cold, but he calmly took the token and glanced around the room pretending to be unintentional.
You can see that inside, there is a small altar with a lamp hanging above and below, and there seems to be an ancient painting sticker on one side. 2
But where is the needle and thread in what the old woman is knitting?