Chapter 647: Coming soon, the secret to lifting the sky and shaking the earth!
More than ten days later, when Yang Yu pushed the door open again, under the night, Daoren Lin stood in the courtyard with his hands folded. He looked at the stars in the distance. His back was straight and his breath was lonely.
"Only after I stepped through this threshold did I understand how profound the teacher's realm was, and how much his willpower was at this time..."
Turning around, Lin Daoren's eyes seemed to be filled with stars, shining brightly: "Even if you have the intention to die, you will not leave so completely without a trace." Yang Yu paused slightly and turned slightly: "Senior, I'm tired of you.
Protector." Lin Daoren continued:
"I don't know where the teacher has gone, but he can always be found if he has gone to poverty and fallen into the underworld." "After many years of depression, once the situation was broken, the senior has since reached the top. It is really gratifying and congratulatory..." Yang
Prison fist.
"There are many powerful people in this world, with magical powers and powerful Taoist skills. However, there are only a few who can steal the teacher's soul silently." Lin Daoren said to himself.
"If you burn your life and break through the barrier, there will be a short-term deficit in the origin. More than ten days will not be enough to make up for it. There are a lot of pills in the mansion. Seniors can take them for their own use." Yang Yu continued.
"Jing'an Mansion on Linlong Road, Dali Eternal Temple, White Mountain and Black Water outside the Great Wall, Aurora Mountain, Dayan Mountain in the northwest..." Lin Daoren's voice lowered: "No big deal, come to the door one by one."
... Regarding martial arts will, I wonder if my seniors can teach me?" "A poor Taoist is not afraid of death."
"There are five poisons in the sky, five elements in the earth, and five internal organs in human beings. The five internal organs contain the spirit, spirit, soul, mind, soul, essence... How to practice the will of the Martial Saint?"
Under the night, the two seemed to be communicating and talking to themselves.
Then Qin Si smiled bitterly and wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say. She had to turn around and go to the kitchen to bring the food and wine... "I'm a poor man, I'm not afraid of death."
Holding the wine glass in his hand, Taoist Lin looked at Yang Yu: "You hold the book of life and death, you may know more. Is the teacher in Dayan Mountain?" Phew!" Yang Yu sighed.
He didn't want to answer Lin Daoren, but he also knew that there was no way to deal with it this time:
"Dayan Mountain is located in the northwest of Longyuan and at the junction of the three Ding'an roads. I only have one of them at the moment and can't sense what's inside..." Nor can I redeem my fate with it.
Yang Yu knows very well what is entrenched in Dayan Mountain. Whether it is Taoist invitation or Taoist Zhenyan, he has mentioned it more than once. It is a statue that is suspected to have survived for more than three thousand years, and has witnessed the rise and fall of martial arts through hundreds of generations and dozens of dynasties.
Old monster. Such an old monster... "Pindao understands."
He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Lin Daoren seemed to understand. He lowered the mouth of the cup slightly, then raised it and drank it all in one gulp. After drinking, he dropped the cup and Yang Yu said:
"Don't be afraid of death, but don't die meaningless either."
He did not doubt Taoist Lin's courage. A person who dared to enter Dayan Mountain alone before becoming a Martial Saint had no reason to dare to become a Martial Saint. But he never liked meaningless death.
In the past ten years or so, he has fought countless deadly battles with people, but even when he faced the old monster from Black Mountain, he himself had the capital and means to fight for his life.
Rather than simply being brave and dying for the sake of death.
"That old woman is inhumane. Thirty years ago, I was not her enemy. I am not her enemy now, maybe not now, or even thirty years from now..."
Ripples appeared in the wine glass, and Taoist Lin's knuckles turned white:
"Ten years? Thirty years? A hundred years? I can't wait forever. That old monster's life will definitely be longer than mine..." Unwilling!...
Staring at the wine glass, Lin Daoren's heart was filled with excitement and his eyes were red. He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that even death would be useless.
He was too aware of the terror of the old demon in Dayan Mountain. Dayan Mountain had been a restricted area for the Martial Saint since I don't know when.
More than four hundred years ago, Zhang Yuanzhu, the great ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, tried to destroy the Liansheng sect. Almost all the masters in the world died, but the old woman was still alive. She was just bound to the talisman formation. "Ten years!" Lin Daoren said.
Startled: "What?"
"Wait for me ten years and we will go to Dayan Mountain together." Yang Yu looked calm.
"I understand your kindness. However, in ten years, you may not be able to cross the threshold of the Martial Saint. Even if you cross, you will not be her opponent..." After being startled, Lin Daoren shook his head and sighed:
"You probably don't know, right? Zhang Xuanba went to Dayan Mountain a few years ago..." A little bit..." Yang Yu nodded.
This matter is not a secret, and many people know about it. Of course, no one knows the inside story and the outcome. He once asked the mantra of truth, but the latter just shook his head and said nothing.
"At the end of the previous dynasty, Liansheng caused chaos and stirred up the situation. Most of the rebel kings at that time were from the Liansheng sect, including Zhang Yuanzhu..." Lin Daoren mentioned a few sentences casually:
"Zhang Yuanzhu is a genius who can push Yu Nei across the sky with his Tiangang Fist, but he has only been in the world for a few decades before he was severely injured in the Dayan Mountains.
The previous masters of Fu Shui Temple all died for blessing the Dayan Mountain Talisman Formation, with the exception of Taoist Yunni. On that day, he borrowed Zhang Xuanba's phoenix wings and left golden rui..."
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly.
Thinking about the fate of Taoist Yunni in the book of life and death, it seems that he was no exception and died in Dayan Mountain..."The details of that battle are almost unknown. The teacher once said, "Taoist Lin's expression
Silently:
"He said that Zhang Xuanba saved me with my life, and my kindness is beyond repayment..." "He saved me with my life?!" Yang Yu's pupils shrank.
"That old woman must be the number one master of magical powers in ancient and modern times..." Taoist Lin drank one cup after another:
"Ten years is not enough to become a Martial Saint. As for the ten capitals, it depends on fate, and... The words stopped abruptly. Lin Taoist raised his head, his eyes were horrifying: "This is...
."
At this moment, he felt an indescribable aura suddenly coming. Ignoring his Zhen Gang and Heng Lian, it directly locked onto his soul. In a daze,
His hair stood on end. "A life for a life?"
"Promoted to Martial Saint, Ten Capitals. It's hard to say whether ten years is enough." Lin Daoren's expression changed several times, but his eyes gradually brightened. "What the senior said is not bad,"
Yang Yu poured wine for him, and he also had a glass to soothe his throat:
"But ten years are enough for me to pull Dayan Mountain into the book of life and death... I will live up to my fate..." Lin Daoren's chest rose and fell.
Qin Si couldn't help but grab Yang Yu's left hand. She wanted to say something, but Yang Yu shook his head and motioned for her to pour the wine. "Whether it succeeds or not, at least you are more certain than the senior who went alone, right?" See his opinion.
Yang Yu felt slightly relieved when he moved, but there was also a shadow.
There were about ten ginseng fruits left in the Five Zang Temple, which looked like a lot, but at a loss of ten to one, he really wasn't sure whether he could defeat the old monster who seemed to have lived for three thousand years.
Unless the Seal of Yama and the Judge's Magic Pen are found... After his heart palpitated, Taoist Lin frowned slightly again:
"Outside of the Ten Thousand Dragons Road, the Ming Dynasty is only the land of the Nine Roads. If you want to take these three lands, I'm afraid even Zhang Xuanba won't be able to tolerate you..." "It all depends on man-made things."…
Monkey wine can make a martial artist drunk. After drinking a few cups, Yang Yu was a little tipsy. He didn't say anything bold at this point. He just looked at the red clouds on the horizon and said, "It's almost dawn."
The big moon hangs high, and the sky is filled with stars.
In the deserted forest at night, there are almost no people around. Birds fold their wings and beasts tiptoe. Only the sound of mosquitoes can be heard from time to time from the shrubs. Match?
At one moment, a breeze seemed to blow.
Eight black boots landed on the weeds at the same time, then flew into the air without touching the ground. Under the night, four middle-aged men in black military robes carried a sedan chair through the deserted forest.
The dark-colored sedan cannot be blown by the wind and is very strange.
Not long after, the four people stopped and the sedan landed in front of a mass grave, as steady as a mountain. At this time, a deep voice came from the sedan: "Qiyuan, we meet again."
In front of the mass grave where fireflies were faintly floating, Qi Daoguang sat cross-legged, wiping the Fang Tian painted halberd lying across his knees.
For more than ten days, he sat quietly in the mountains, wiping his halberd, swallowing the north wind, drinking dew when thirsty, and clearing out distracting thoughts, just waiting for the secret that would shake the world. Hearing the voice, he never looked back, only spoke lightly
∶ "I really want to pull out my halberd and kill your sedan chair to see if there is a human or a ghost behind it." Hahaha." Laughter came from the sedan chair:
"A certain family is naturally human, but I encountered a few ghosts on the road. Brother Qi might as well take a look..." Ming~
There seemed to be a dark wind blowing, and accompanied by inexplicable cries, several black figures were thrown out of the sedan, twisting and struggling, whimpering and wailing under the moonlight.
"The signs of a change in the sky are getting stronger and stronger. A few years ago, only the souls of long-standing masters and great masters could stay for a short period of time.
But now, it seems that as long as there is some resentment, it may turn into a resentful ghost..." The voice in the sedan chair was low:
"Brother Qi, you are a great talent in this world. My cave master is eager for talent and has invited you several times. Will you not consider it again?" "A group of mice who dare not show their true colors are worthy of talking about the world?" Glank.
Glancing at the wailing ghost figure, Qi Daoguang was still wiping Fang Tian's painted halberd:
"Since you have helped a certain family before, I won't kill you this time, but next time you come here to act like a ghost in front of me, I will turn you into a real ghost!" "Then you can't miss today!"
The middle man is neither angry nor afraid, he just laughs:
"Brother Qi regards us as enemies, but we regard you as a confidant! The cave master came to the northwest to recruit elite warriors. When he heard that you had an appointment to fight Yang Yu, he sent a special envoy to do it for you!" "Reply for me?"
I was curious, "What?" Qiankun Youshi was a little surprised.
"In the past few years, Yang Yu conquered the northwest and fought against Yunni. Nie Longtian was not at a disadvantage, and even used his magical powers to redeem the life of the Black Mountain old demon..." Qi Daoguang flicked the square halberd, buzzing like a dragon:
"Every single one of these things, even Qi, can't help but admire him. How dare you to despise him so much?"
"Yang Yu certainly has some tricks up his sleeve, but when he fought against Nie Longtian, he retreated with one move and was forced to retreat to Black Mountain I. He also used his magical powers to redeem his life. Now, he is born prematurely, and most of his life is lost, and the way forward is cut off."
In the sedan chair, the envoy of Qiankun was slightly busy and then smiled:
"How can such a person compare with Brother Qi? My cave master gave me a treasure to avoid death and prolong life, which can resist Yang Yu's life-changing magical power..."
"I thought your Qiankun Cave was so tyrannical, but it turned out that it was because your eyes and ears were blocked... Qi Daoguang chuckled.
"Go back and tell your cave master that he must hide it..." Scale!
There seemed to be a thunderclap, the strong wind blew the grass and trees, and the voice of the enlightened light was extremely cold and cruel:
"If someone finds him, he must tear open his skin and see what the hell is underneath!" Boom!
The sudden strong wind swept across the fields, blowing down the big trees surrounding the two people, and the ghost figures who were thrown out of the sedan were wiped out. The four Qiankun Cave masters who were carrying the sedan had expressions on their faces.
It was a big change, Zhen Gang was propped up, and horizontal training was used to stimulate it, but it was still forced back by this invisible Qi Jin.
It wasn't until a white palm poked out of the sedan that he resisted the terrifying air wave. "I know Brother Qi doesn't bother to use tricks." Qiankun Right Envoy sighed:
"But even the old Black Mountain demon can't resist Yang Yu's life-changing magical power. If there are ten thousand -
10 Boom!
The blazing blood energy is like the rising sun, burning the scorching grass and burning the clouds, and turning the clouds red. "How can ghosts and moths know how to understand when they are young and have no courage..."
In the night wind, Qi Daoguang stood up, raised his halberd and walked across the road. As he walked away, his voice echoed in the wild forest: "Victory is a joy, defeat is also a joy!"