Chapter 563: Between calamity and destruction, all species will turn into ashes! (Updated)
Journey to the West...
Thinking in their hearts, they wrote down this thin and incomplete volume of Journey to the West from beginning to end before the two of them walked into the narrow alley.
This alleyway was unexpectedly long. With the distance of two people, they walked half a cup of tea before they came out.
Wow!
As soon as you step out, you will be hit by the moist air.
"Huh?!"
Yang Yu was shocked. The spiritual energy here was so rich that it was several times more powerful than the outside world. It was also extremely active and seemed to be within reach.
"Immortal Cave?"
The man of truth was also a little surprised.
Lingqi is certainly no stranger to him.
In fact, for a Grand Master to be promoted to the rank of Martial Saint, one of the most important points is to absorb spiritual energy into the body, and this is the reason why one must have Taoism in order to become a Martial Saint.
Without the Dao Fruit, a genius like a slovenly Taoist would be trapped in front of the Martial Saint Gate for nearly a hundred years without being able to move forward.
But even with the Tao Fruit, it is extremely difficult to absorb spiritual energy into the body.
Any ray of spiritual energy is like a living thing. It is extremely difficult to capture. Not to mention that the spiritual energy in this world is still extremely thin. Only by stepping into the unity of heaven and man again and again can one absorb a ray.
Therefore, some sages once said that 90% of the difficulty of martial arts lies with heaven and earth, and 10% lies with individuals.
The reason why martial saints appear in large numbers in this world has a great relationship with the changes in the world. No one can deny this.
The spiritual power of this magical and fairyland is ten times that of the outside world, and this cave is several times more powerful than outside the cave.
This is simply, simply...
"Incredible, incredible."
The old Taoist's heart was ups and downs, and he was extremely envious.
In fact, as soon as he discovered the strangeness of this place, he tried to capture the spiritual energy. However, he was unable to capture it at all. It seemed that this illusionary world was rejecting him.
To him, this was like going deep into a treasure mountain without being able to reach out. The feeling was really uncomfortable.
"This is indeed the Immortal Cave..."
Yang Yu didn't know the complexity in Lao Dao's heart.
Although he was surprised by the abundance of spiritual energy in this place, he could only absorb three rays of spiritual energy a day at most, so the amount actually didn't mean much.
Therefore, with his peripheral vision, he saw the ancient corpse sitting cross-legged on the stone bed.
"No wonder this old ape is so much stronger than other monsters in the mountain..."
The ancient corpse sat slumped on the ground with a sad expression. Its clothes were extremely ancient, but its face was very crystal clear. Although its breath had died, there was still a huge vitality coming out of it.
And that extremely abundant spiritual energy spread out from his body.
"talisman array!"
The old Taoist came back to his senses and saw the white cloud surrounding the corpse at a glance. He knew that this was the key to the preservation of this ancient corpse.
According to ancient legend, demons eat humans, and what they eat is not just the taste, but the energy.
When the spirit is outside, it is violent and difficult to tame, but after being absorbed by people, it will become docile. Therefore, there are so many records of demons cannibalizing people in legends.
This ancient corpse is a perfect panacea for demons. The reason why it is preserved is naturally because of this talisman array.
"There are words left on the stone bed..."
Yang Yu looked at it very carefully. He glanced at it and saw the words looming under the clothes of the ancient corpse.
However, this text was even more obscure, and he really failed to recognize it.
"This is a prayer, which is the rarest type among Taoist texts... According to legend, Taoists receive urns from the sky, and with this prayer, they can control the gods and call the wind and rain..."
The old man took a few steps forward and tried to touch the talisman array, but was knocked back. He could only watch intently and slowly murmured:
"Those who have been worshiped for thousands of generations and worshiped by all peoples, at this time of crisis, disappeared without a trace, allowing the demons to wreak havoc, and the mortal world turned into the netherworld..."
"What immortals, Buddhas and gods are, they are just sneaky villains who steal power! I pray to the heavens that you will not be able to survive the catastrophe and never recover!"
"Hate! Hate! Hate!"
As the mantra was recited, extremely strong resentment rose up from the cave, and a wisp of extreme hatred overflowed from the talisman array.
Yang Yu couldn't help but take a few steps back, holding his breath and concentrating as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Such a strong will..."
The man of truth could not help but be moved.
The expressions of the two people changed, and they vaguely seemed to have seen the horrific disaster that happened in the endless years ago. The ancient corpses in front of them were engaged in bloody battles and cursed the sky.
"Great calamity..."
Yang Yu's heart couldn't help but sink.
This is not the first time he has heard of the 'Great Tribulation'. In the world of heaven and sea, in the fantasy world of immortals and demons, in his previous travel notes...
However, nowhere was the impact greater than the one in front of me.
In a daze, he seemed to smell a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and saw the sky falling apart and the stars falling like rain...
That indescribable horror, separated by endless years, was captured by him.
"The talisman array is broken."
The old Taoist reacted quickly, blowing away the white luck with his true energy, and the ancient corpse, which originally had a crystal-clear complexion, also lost its color.
It seemed as if tens of millions of years had passed in an instant, it shriveled up, turned into dust, and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.
Only the extremely strong aura of resentment gathered together and never dispersed. Under the gaze of the two people, it slowly turned into a page of ink.
"Is this a map?"
Yang Yu reached out and took the paper, his eyelids couldn't help but twitch:
"This is a diagram of internal organs, heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys..."
The old Taoist couldn't help but squeeze his beard with his hand, and he and Yang Yu looked at each other, and both could see the solemnity in each other's eyes.
Could it be that Journey to the West is true?
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In the following time, Yang Yu began to absorb spiritual energy again. Refining the recipe was not easy, and he was unwilling to give up any opportunity.
What makes him regretful is that neither Qin Si nor Zhenyan Taoist can draw even a trace of spiritual energy from this recipe.
In fact, even the effect of monkey wine on cleansing the soul cannot be realized at all.
After several attempts, Yang Prison had no choice but to give up.
One day, three days...
Once, three times...
call!
After exhaling a breath of turbid air, the room was suddenly filled with a strange fragrance, which was the smell of blood becoming purer.
Yang Yu never opened his eyes, but he could see every furnishing in the house. He could even see through the walls and courtyard with a thought...
At this moment, he felt that he had become the wind and the clouds.
Wherever the thought comes, you can see it in the neighbors: the smoke from the kitchen in the morning, the chickens and dogs on the roadside, the vendors who get up early in the morning, the soldiers on patrol...
After twenty-four days of absorbing spiritual energy, he didn't seem to have changed much, but something happened inside that even he himself couldn't explain.
"Eye of the Sky..."
Yang Yu reached out and touched the center of his eyebrows. Faintly, he felt the skin and flesh nearby were numb, as if he was really about to open his eyes!
"That old ape..."
After entering eight times in a row, for a total of twenty-four days, the two men made many attacks, either setting up ambushes, tracking, or luring them, but they all escaped.
The violent ape's physique is inhuman and inhuman, and it is difficult for a man of truth to kill him with one blow.
If you can't kill him with one blow, you will be forced to escape.
The magical power that was suspected to be a somersault cloud was so fast that there was no way to stop it. Without a bow in his hand, even if Yang Yu had magical archery skills and a slingshot, he really couldn't shoot down the old ape.
Therefore, if he wants to kill this beast, he must use other means. At least, he can stop it at the critical moment...
"perhaps……"
With his thoughts turning, Yang Yu took out the bronze mirror that he had ignored for many days in the Mustard Seed Space.
In the bronze mirror, the gloomy face of Chen Xuanying, the city god in the mirror, appeared. He looked at Yang Yu coldly, his eyes filled with flames of fright and anger:
"I won't answer any more questions from you."
In the mustard space, no time passes, but his thinking will not be completely frozen. The pain of death and life is too profound.
But what made him decide to keep silent was because he had realized that the person in front of him would never let him go no matter what.
"Yeah?."
Yang Yu played with the bronze mirror with one hand and touched the center of his eyebrows with the other. A ray of spiritual energy surged up, and his heart and eyes once again glowed with glory.
Bo~
With his eyes streaming down, Yang Yu once again urged Tongyou.
Sure enough, with an imperceptible sound, the invisible barrier was pierced by him, and the half-open eyes of the sky could make Tongyou play a greater role.
He can already see through some rare treasures that he couldn't see through before!
[Chen Xuanying (Longyuan City God)]
【Fate (none)】
[Fate number: two purple, two gold, three red, two green and one white]
[Longyuan City God (Light Purple), got good fortune (Light Purple), was a martial saint (Dark Gold), a hero among men (Light Gold), immortal (Dark Red), cannot be reincarnated (Light Red),
You will encounter an unexpected encounter (light red), have a cold heart (light green), be rewarded (light green), and have bad luck (white)]
[Status: Under seal]
Ten lives?
Yang Yu's eyes moved slightly, but he wasn't too surprised.
Although the man in front of him is miserable now, during his lifetime, he was a hero who once competed with Taizu of the Ming Dynasty for supremacy in the world, and even had the upper hand for a time.
[Encountering Creation: Between life and death, I once saw the Book of Heaven...]
"Um?!"
As if she noticed something, Chen Xuanying suddenly changed her expression: "Impossible, you haven't set foot on the path of immortality and Buddha, how can you control the Heavenly Eye?!"
The heavenly eye is the eye given by God!
According to legend, this kind of divine eye can only be born by those gods who have the qualities of immortals and Buddhas and span two realms.
However, the opening and activation of the Heavenly Eye are extremely demanding and cannot be used by mortals!
"I have seen the Book of Heaven. It turns out that this is your secret."
Hearing Yang Yu's muttering to himself, Chen Xuanying was shocked. Without the isolation of the exotic treasure, it was like falling into an ice cave under the eyes of the sky.
Finally, I realized the terror that the ghost baby had smelled that day. It was as if the soul had been pierced through, and there was nothing to hide from it.
"etc!"
Seeing that the red-gold palm was about to fall, Chen Xuanying finally couldn't hold it in anymore and lowered her head slumped:
"Give me a break. If you want anything, just ask and take it..."
His palms were slightly sluggish, Yang Yu looked at the bronze mirror:
"You should understand that I will not let you go..."
Nie Wendong's lesson is not far away. He is well aware of the dangers of this bronze mirror. With his status as a city god, Chen Xuanying's ability to confuse people is no less than the legendary inner demon.
"..."
Chen Xuanying almost vomited blood. The person in front of him didn't even want to lie to him...
"Serve me for two hundred years and I will set you free!"
Yang Prison finally relented.
"Two hundred years is too long. I can't live that long. Twenty years..."
Chen Xuanying was silent for a long time before speaking.
"Fifty years."
Yang Prison did not give him a chance to object:
"Yang does have something important to do, but it doesn't necessarily have to be you..."
"Fifty years... OK! Just fifty years!"
Chen Xuanying finally made up her mind and looked at Yang Yu through the bronze mirror. Her desolation subsided and she became calm:
"If you have any restrictions, just go ahead..."
"Ghost baby!"
Yang Yu thought about it, and the ghost baby's voice floated out from the remaining pages of the Ming Book:
"Don't worry, Lord City God, there are five of us, my boss, you, the second..."
"Huh? Five Ghost Transport Technique?!"
Chen Xuanying's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly resisted in his heart, but he had made a decision after all, and he knew that he had no choice.
He closed his eyes indifferently, but sneered in his heart:
Zhang Yuanzhu doesn’t even dare to hope to conquer me, how can you do it?!
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I couldn't sleep, so I finished a chapter. If I didn't finish the excessive chapters, I was afraid you would scold me...