Chapter 705: Eternal blue sky, towering giant trees!
Lingnan Road is adjacent to Jiangnan, but separated by several mountains, it is a completely different world.
Lingnan is mountainous, with forest-like mountains and heavy miasma. There are few plains, few cities, many waterways, and many mountainous people. From the late Qin Dynasty to the pre-Tang Dynasty, it was a remote and remote place.
But because it is adjacent to the south of the Yangtze River, there are many inaccessible mountains and forests in the territory, and there are many old ginseng and precious medicines, Linlong, Ding'an, and even Wanlong Road. Many people come through the mountains, most of them are doing business, and even more are looking for poisonous insects.
, precious medicine.
Naturally, it also gave birth to many powerful thieves.
Boom!
The wind and rain are gathering, the waves are angry, and there are lightning and thunder.
Between the dangerous peaks, there is a ribbon of water, winding and flowing. The current is rapid and very dangerous. However, at this moment, there are many lonely boats going down the river.
"Lingnan is too difficult to travel..."
On one of the small boats, Taoist Master Yun and his disciples were beaten by the wind and rain and were in a very embarrassed state, with their hearts beating like thunder.
risk!
Too risky!
Under the heavy rain, water vapor and miasma intertwined, and the rapid water was full of reefs and whirlpools. With their skills, if they fell into the water, they would not know whether they would live or die.
"If I had known earlier, I would have stayed in Lanjiang City."
Taoist Yun regretted it very much.
"Master, please stop complaining and help me quickly..."
The raincoat was covered with rainwater, and Mu Shaoyou felt like a drowned rat. He quickly moved the oars, controlled the boat, and tried his best to keep up with the team from Da Chan Temple.
Taoist Yun hurriedly stepped forward to help and held the boat down the river.
Behind the two people, hundreds of warriors from the martial arts and martial arts came in boats, but they all came after hearing the news, and the monk Jiese was also among them.
Compared to Taoist Yun's embarrassment, he naturally seemed very calm. His true strength was enough to withstand any wind and rain, and with his current practice, it was enough to sustain him for a long time.
"Master, with so many people rushing to Lingnan, I'm afraid that the tree demon in the mountains has been alarmed. If it breaks out, I'm afraid there will be heavy casualties..."
The abstaining monk's heart was slightly tense.
He was naturally very familiar with the legend of Bodhidharma's eastward journey. Likewise, he also knew the power of the tree demon Grandma who was entrenched in the Lingnan Mountains.
According to legend, Patriarch Bodhidharma also suffered a lot of losses here. Later, he met Emperor Wu of Nanliang, and Buddhism flourished.
"Everything in the world is for profit. The temptation of the eternal blue sky is too great. If you don't talk about them, you are just a teacher..."
The person who answered was a young monk who looked younger than Jingse.
His complexion is like jade, his facial features are crystal clear, and his appearance is very good. If it weren't for his old voice, no one would be able to tell that he is the current abbot of Fulong Temple and a monk who abstains from killing.
"The eternal blue sky is naturally very good, but..."
Jingse smiled bitterly.
The eternal blue sky is the legendary treasure of this era.
According to legend, this is a fairy stone handed down from ancient times. It absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, and the energy of the heaven and earth has transcended for thousands of years. It is said that the tree demons in the mountains, and even the founder of Bodhidharma, all got their fortune from it.
How many of the warriors here are not jealous of such a treasure?
They are a group of monks from Dayan Temple. They are here to welcome Patriarch Bodhidharma from the east, but it is hard to say that they are not rushing towards the blue sky for thousands of years.
"I came here just to pay homage to Patriarch Bodhidharma. Although the blue sky for thousands of years is good, it is not something we can touch..."
The monk who abstained from killing replied sternly.
Fulong Temple is naturally a major Buddhist sect, but its power is far from comparable to that of Dayan Temple, let alone Wuliang Sect and Lanke Temple.
Fulong Temple pays attention to the "Eight Precepts and Ten Good Deeds", and there are only eighteen people in each generation. Although each of them is an elite, he is the only one who can really open the mysterious door.
I am alone and want to compete with others...
"It's good that you always knew..."
Monk Jingse breathed a sigh of relief and heard his master's seemingly unintentional question:
"By the way, I heard that you had a relationship with King Yang of Northwest China?"
Frowning slightly, Jiese keenly guessed his master's thoughts, but his face remained calm:
"Nodding acquaintance."
"Yeah?"
Taking a deep look at his disciple, the old monk who quit killing couldn't help but shake his head:
"You underestimate me as a teacher. No matter how great Yang Yu is, no matter how precious the eternal blue sky is, you won't let me..."
Boom!
There was a loud thunder and the strong wind and rain dissipated.
After passing the mountain road with nine twists and turns, in front of you is the river where hundreds of rivers converge and rolls into the sea. A huge tree that looks like a towering tree suddenly appears in front of everyone!
"Grandma Dryad?!"
…
…
Huhu~
A red sun rises in the east, and the golden light breaks through the vast expanse of smoke and clouds, flowing over the boundless ocean. For a time, as far as the eye can see, the waves thousands of miles away are shining brightly.
Another night passed.
Yang Yu didn't deliberately record the time, but with a thought in his mind, every day he came here was vividly remembered.
This is what he saw while floating on the ocean, the six hundred and twenty-third sunrise.
In such a long time, he has not seen any ships, but he has been to many small islands and exchanged some supplies on several of them.
He was not surprised to see no ships.
The four seas are several times larger than the land and are rich in resources. However, even during the Ming Dynasty more than two thousand years ago, the utilization of the seas was still extremely low, let alone at this time.
"call!"
The turbid air that had not been released all night was exhaled in one breath, cutting through the sea surface like an arrow of air, and floated more than ten feet, but it was still not exhausted.
"Less than two months..."
Yang Yu's eyes were very bright.
Two months is naturally not the length of his retreat, but the loss of his own lifespan since he entered this fairyland for more than 600 days.
Ten times more!
This is naturally a comparison that is enough to move anyone.
Yang Yu guessed that not everyone's lifespan would elapse so slowly after entering the fairyland, but entering here would be equivalent to extending their lifespan in disguise, but it was real.
In fact, this is no secret.
From ancient times to the present, whenever there is an illusion of immortals or demons appearing in the world, regardless of their level of martial arts, a large number of people will flock to it, and perhaps they will not be able to gain anything from it.
But entering it is already a kind of creation in itself.
hold head high!
A column of water shot into the sky, and a familiar cry came.
"This guy……"
Looking at the huge shadow passing under the sea, Yang Yu had a smile on his lips.
There is a person in the sea who is good at ventriloquism, and his name is a whale.
He didn't know how many kinds of sounds a whale could make, but the big whale that had been following him for many days had made at least hundreds of different sounds in these more than 600 days.
The roars of wild beasts, the neighing of horses, the chirping of birds, the grunting of pigs and cows, and even the cries of children.
Woo~
As if aware of Yang Yu's gaze, the behemoth approached cautiously. The surging waves pushed the lone boat several feet high. The play of the giant beast was beyond the endurance of ordinary people.
"Don't make trouble!"
Yang Yu raised his hand to suppress the tide, and Zhen Gang gathered his energy and turned into a big hand, gently stroking the giant whale.
The spiritual power of this fairyland is much inferior to that of the real world. It can be said to be extremely bad, but the scenes within it are lifelike.
With his current spiritual practice, under a high degree of concentration, combined with his celestial eyes and the Netherworld, he was unable to see through it at all. It was so real that it was like dreaming back to an eternity ago.
This giant whale was encountered by chance when he was trying to find a flaw in the illusion while in seclusion.
At that time, this big guy, with its back covered with barnacles, and its constant screams caught his attention. After that, it seemed to rely on him, and from time to time it would even drive fish here to feed him.
The special thing about this giant whale is that it has a destiny, and it has an extremely rare destiny!
【Deep Sea Giant Whale】
[Fate: Long Kun]
[Fate number: one purple, two gold, three white and one gray]
With thoughts in his eyes, Yang Yu couldn't help but think of the giant whale he saw on Longyuandao that day.
Of course, compared to that giant whale, this little one is pitiful...
Phew~
Raising his hand to catch an unknown sea fish, his true strength shook, the bones were removed and the internal organs were removed, and the blood was boiling. In a few moments, the whole fish was steamed, exuding a delicate fragrance.
There was no spice, but the fish had a strong flavor. Yang Yu was not picky about food. He ate more than a dozen fish in succession, barely filling his stomach, and then took out many books.
These are not just the twelve volumes left by Bodhidharma.
Passing by a small island, Yang Yu also recorded the subtleties of the martial arts he had learned over the years. There were more than twenty advanced martial arts alone.
As for the middle and lower grades, there are times more than this.
Hegemony Fist, Divine Fist, Tiangang Fist, Seven Tribulations Sword Technique, Bodhidharma Knife Technique, Buddha Throwing Elephant, Old Mother Splitting the Mountain, Black Whale Splitting the Sea, Traveling around the Six Void, Dragon Subduing Palm, Great Power Divine Palm...
And, the Four Symbols of Heaven’s Will.
Any superior martial arts has its essence. The more powerful the martial arts, the more so. It is easy to say that it is integrated into one, but in fact it is extremely difficult.
The foundation of creating martial arts is to find a path that suits one's own on the basis of predecessors, and the difficulty has always been related to the strength of the martial arts learned, and he, without a doubt, belongs to the most difficult group.
Just imagine, if such great heroes as Zhang Yuanzhu, Zhang Xuanba, sloppy Taoist, Bodhidharma, and Gao Jia gather together, how will they get along with each other harmoniously?
How should the priorities be ranked among them?
How to choose the core?
Can one's own will to practice control all dharma?
In the past more than 600 days and nights, Yang Yu has been sorting out, trying, running in, breaking up, and starting over and over again. He doesn't know how many times he has done it in the past.
During this period, he was injured countless times, and once the injury was so serious that he had no choice but to consume a jade pendant given to him by Qin Si.
In a battle with Nie Longtian, he was not willing to waste this rare jade pendant.
"Choice, priority..."
Yang Yu glanced at the many secret books placed in front of him one by one, and then put them away one by one, sorting out the priorities in his heart.
In the end, there were only six secret books left in front of him.
The essence of the six martial arts flowed through his heart, and then he put them away one by one. When holding the secret book of Ba Fist, a trace of hesitation flashed in his heart, but he still put it away.
And in the end, what was placed in front of him was only...
"The four signs of God's will!"
Good night, everyone... I recommend a book called "The Sect Master Wants Me to Confess My Confession". If Jiang Qinglian, the most famous female sect leader in the world, wants to ascend to immortality, the conditions for the ascension test given by Heaven are...
‘Let’s have a non-breakup love relationship with Ning Qing, our handyman disciple.’
"Gout Tiandao! Are you messing with me?"
That day, this unparalleled female sect leader lost her composure and cursed in front of thousands of disciples.
Ning Qing:?
(This is a world where all the monks in the world are trapped by the trials of heaven, until an unknown handyman disciple Ning Qing accidentally discovered that he seemed to be able to tamper with the conditions of others' trials of heaven?)