[The Patriarch has become immortal... His Taoist fruits have withered one by one, and his spirit has disappeared...]
【Lv Shangxian, are you okay...】
Xu Shengyang has emerged...
Seeing the sudden appearance of the words, which were obviously not in Xu Shengyang's tone, Yang Yu felt a little touched, but he was not surprised.
In the eloquent conversation between the two, which lasted thousands of words, countless immortals, gods, Buddhas and demons died, including some of the most famous gods in myths and legends.
‘Hun Kun’, ‘Great Self-Contained King Buddha’, ‘White Bone Bodhisattva’, ‘King of Fire God’, ‘Nine Heavens Thunder God’…
These names, even in myths, are shining brightly, but in the apocalypse, they are like candles in the wind, which will be extinguished if they are struck.
The addition of Xu Shengyang doesn't seem too surprising.
only……
"The disappearance of spiritual energy and the withering of Dao fruits may be the reason why the gods cannot survive the catastrophe? Lu Sheng said that the more powerful the person, the more difficult it is to escape the catastrophe. Is this also the reason?"
Tao and fruit are the essence of heaven and earth, the cohesion of legal principles. Once the foundation of existence is disordered or even disappears, it will naturally wither.
In the past few thousand years, many people have speculated like this, but when it was confirmed at this moment, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart.
It also made me suddenly wonder why most of the Dao Fruits in the world are Shidu. I am afraid that the spiritual energy in this world cannot bear the existence of those powerful Dao Fruits in the legend.
Yang Yu originally wanted to talk about the scroll and look for the five internal organs, but when he saw the newly appeared handwriting, his heart couldn't help but move.
【Who are you? Where are you?】
The moment the words on the scroll appeared, Yang Yu himself was shocked. He didn't expect that his subconscious attempt could actually leave words.
"It's really possible?"
Yang Prison was greatly surprised.
What surprised him even more was that someone actually answered on the other end:
[Back to the Immortal, my disciple Xu Pingsheng is currently in the ‘Taiyi Sect’ and the ‘Pure Realm of Pure Brightness’...]
The person on the other side of the scroll was very respectful.
Not to mention the friendship between Lu Sheng and his family's ancestor, it was a great favor for Lu Sheng to come to his aid and help rebuild the Taiyimen Mountain Gate in person.
[Senior Lu left from Wanshou Mountain. Before leaving, he left me the picture of clear water and cold pond...]
He didn't use Lu Sheng's name, but Yang Yu didn't mean to reveal his identity, he just kept it vague.
Even though he was exposed to the picture of Blue Water and Cold Pond, he may not necessarily have to keep his identity secret, but there is nothing wrong with being careful.
[Lv Shangxian, have you also left? Yes, many stars in the sky have left. Lu Shangxian is better than them all. I am afraid that these years have been very hard to support...]
On the other side of the scroll, there seemed to be a sense of sadness, and the words became reluctant:
[The purpose of contacting Lu Shangxian this time was to find a way out, but now... that's it, that's it, this is what fate is, what can I do? 】
【Taiyimen, is there another disaster?】
Yang Prison tried to ask.
To him, every bit of this ancient information is precious, and is something that future generations will never have access to.
[The Great Dao is hidden, the Heavenly Dao collapses, the Dao fruits wither, the spiritual treasures are covered in dust, and the magical powers are no longer what they used to be... To be honest with fellow Taoists, there is no one in our Taiyi Sect at this moment, and we can still stay above the ten capitals...]
Sad, unwilling, disappointed.
The gods and thoughts intertwined, and Yang Yu almost felt the sadness coming from the other side.
【So serious?】
[Fellow Taoist, don’t you know? Or is Longevity Mountain different? Since the catastrophe, no one, no matter humans, gods, immortals or demons, can perceive the existence of heaven and earth.
Also, it is extremely difficult to absorb spiritual energy from the world...]
"Can't draw spiritual energy?"
Yang Yu subconsciously activated the True Gang, and the blazing Yuanchu True Gang spread like countless tentacles flying in the air.
As soon as he concentrated, he noticed something strange.
Compared to the Blue Water Cold Pond Picture, the spiritual energy in the outside world is not only scarce, but also much more violent. If you touch it even slightly, you can faintly detect a dilapidated and sinister smell.
But that was all. The true agitation intertwined into a circle. Not long after, a ray of spiritual energy was forced in front of him, and after a quarter of an hour, he successfully pressed it into his body.
[It seems that it is not difficult...]
Yang Yu didn't reply for a long time, but it was obvious that the person on the other side of the scroll had been waiting for his response, and the reaction was huge:
【No, it’s not difficult?!】
"etc……"
The reaction from the other side was so great that Yang Yu was confused at first, but then he realized what he was doing.
In the Tianhai world before this ancient time, martial arts did not exist at all, not to mention that Zhen Gang had not been around for many years.
In other words, the way to capture the true power yourself is probably completely different from that of practitioners from ancient times...
However, without any evidence, Yang Yu could not prove this point. After all, he himself was in the process of refining the recipe.
He can absorb spiritual energy, maybe because of the Cauldron of Gluttony.
【Fellow Taoist, teach me!】
As soon as Yang Yu fell silent, the reaction from the other party became stronger, and he asked anxiously.
teach……
Yang Prison did not reply.
Of course he is not a person who cherishes his wealth, but he has not forgotten that he still has to keep his identity and practice Zhen Gang. He has a lot of possessions, which are far from precious.
But if the refining fails because of this, the losses will be considerable.
However, he did not refuse, but was ready to wait for the last day of the refining to give it a try.
"call!"
Taking a long breath, Yang Yu put away the scroll. The deeper the contact, the more doubts he had in his heart.
At this moment, he just felt that he was a little confused about this 'recipe' and 'fairy and demon fantasy'...
Everyone says that the fantasy world of immortals and demons is a fragment of ancient history that was intercepted and imprinted by heaven and earth when a certain being's spirit merged with heaven and earth.
He thought this way before, even after experiencing such wise and ignorant existences as Bodhidharma and the sloppy Taoist.
But at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little relaxed.
This recipe was so special that he often forgot that he was in a fantasy world of recipes and magic.
Instead, we have crossed over the years and come to this doomsday era where the immortals and demons are about to be destroyed but are not yet destroyed...
…
In the next twenty days, except for meditating and absorbing three rays of spiritual energy every day, Yang Yu spent the rest of the time exploring Wanshou Mountain.
Different from the clear water and cold pool picture with only "Ape King Mountain" and "Tiger Cave", the real Longevity Mountain is so big that it is unimaginable.
According to the conversation between Lu Sheng and Xu Shengyang, Wanshou Mountain is listed among the "three thousand realms and seventy-two blessed places in the world".
Its reputation is illustrious, and it was an extremely famous blessed land for immortals and gods before ancient times.
Moreover, it is the oldest blessed place among them, and it is suspected to have traces of 'eight calamities ago'.
Therefore, even if we follow Lu Sheng's instructions and ignore the east, south, west, and all the way to the north, this area is still huge beyond imagination.
The view of the five internal organs may exist in any corner, and there may be some special formations and barriers.
Yang Yu knew nothing about it, but he had to search slowly, but after more than twenty days, he still could not find the location of the five internal organs temple.
However, in the mountains, I discovered a popular, ancient village with cooking smoke, surrounded by mountains.
This village located in the mountains is so big that it is more like a city in the mountains than a village!
The streets are straight, the houses are arranged in an orderly manner, and there are wine shops, tea shops, cloth shops, blacksmith shops... everything is available.
At this time, the sky was dim and it was approaching dusk, but there were still not many people walking on the street, various hawkers were selling, and the sound of conversation was still heard.
The wine shops and tea shops were even more crowded and very lively.
"Zhizhi~"
A rapid cry came from the cuffs, and the little red fox called nervously.
Yang Yu pretended not to hear, and walked slowly and steadily, still heading north. Finally, he came to the end of the long street, in front of an inconspicuous wine shop.
This wine shop is not big, and there are even fewer tables and chairs. At a glance, there are only a few tables of three or two customers. Compared with other places, it can be said to be deserted.
"A jug of good wine and ten pounds of beef!"
Yang Yu sat down and spoke.
Phew~
The slight noise that was there a moment ago disappeared at this moment, and there was a dead silence in the wine shop.
The shopkeeper, shop clerk, and a few two or three tables of customers, with about a dozen pairs of eyes, all looked directly at Yang Yu:
"what would you like?"
"A jug of good wine and ten pounds of beef!"
Yang Yu repeated.
"beef?"
The shopkeeper smiled ferociously and shouted coldly:
"Only human flesh..."
boom!
Before the ferocious cold drink hit the ground, an invisible energy blasted out. The waiter turned into a big black buffalo and fell to the ground without saying a word.
"The shopkeeper is dishonest. This is the best beef here. How can you say it's not available?"
In the dead silence, Yang Yu looked around the corner.
There, sitting was a thin man with a cold breath, a face that was three parts human and seven parts wolf-like.
"I didn't expect that in this day and age, there would actually be demon-subduing Loose Practitioners, but you should never, never come here to pick a fight..."
As the wolf demon got up, pedestrians and drinkers inside and outside the wine shop let out threatening roars. With the sound of silk cracking, a piece of taut human skin was torn off and thrown to the ground.
Roar~~~
In an instant, the evil spirit in the city flourished, and each pedestrian appeared in their prototype, ferocious and ferocious, roaring endlessly.
It caused countless people to panic and flee in confusion.
"No wonder I didn't see many monsters along the way. It turns out they are all here."
In the sleeve robe, the little red fox was terrified, but Yang Yu was calm. He looked around, and his eyes still fell back on the wolf monster:
"That's fine, it saves me the trouble of running up and down the hills..."
"Hahaha!"
The wolf demon was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly:
"Just because of you? You guys, share him with me!"
boom!
A huge roar resounded, and the sound of laughter was instantly drowned out. The wolf demon retreated in anger, feeling a heat on the back of his neck, and then a cold.
A palm, with lightning speed, clasped his spine hard, sending chills to the bone, and in an instant, all his thoughts were drowned.
After a long time, when he came back from his trance, his mouth and nose were filled with the extremely rich smell of blood.
Countless corpses of flesh and blood were laid out from in front of the wine shop to outside the city gate, like a carpet of flesh and blood...
"Who do you want to eat?"
Damn it, the keyboard is broken, the spare one doesn't work well, and typing is slow. I guess there are only two updates today.