[The stone monkey has been pregnant with the blue sky for thousands of years, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, receiving wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and transforming through the changes of the four seasons...
Because the blue sky stone has been damaged for thousands of years, it has no function of gestation, so the essence is lost, and the nine orifices are not completed, and he died before he was alive.]
[Spiritual creatures of heaven and earth, nine orifices are born and seven orifices die]
【Status:Dead】
Nine orifices are born and seven orifices die...
Scanning with Tongyou's concentration, Yang Yu saw that the curled up stone monkey had a flat crotch, missing the two yins at the front and back.
Therefore, this stone monkey has no possibility of being born.
"Pity……"
When he sensed that the seven orifices in the green light were complete and the flesh, flesh, and essence were extremely pure, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel a pang of regret in his heart.
Just like the best jade in the world is missing a corner, the most handsome beauty in history has a big birthmark on her face.
"This great master is so generous..."
After feeling a little regretful, Yang Yu couldn't help but sigh.
Although it lacks two orifices and will never be born, this stone monkey is still a rare treasure. Even if we try to draw out the essence inside it, it will be ten times and a hundred times more effective than the Earth Yuan Great Pill that Nie Longtian once took!
In other words, this piece of bluestone that has been in existence for thousands of years is enough for the current Great Chan Temple to prosper again.
But he did not leave it to the descendants of the sect, even if they entered the fairyland in groups...
Buzz!
Yang Yu approached carefully, and after several attempts, he broke through the barrier, and with his will like a hand, he gently touched the stone spirit.
Under the extremely pure flesh and blood, there is nothing, and there is no spiritual wisdom or spiritual light in any sense.
Naturally, there was no resistance.
With his divine will touching him, Yang Yu could even feel the pure energy that was so majestic that it even surpassed that of the Martial Saint. He could draw it out if he wanted to.
only……
"If you simply swallow this essence, it will be a waste of resources..."
Yang Prison thought in his mind.
Swallowing such a stone spirit as an elixir is the lowest choice, but making it into a Taoist weapon or magic weapon is the best choice.
The best choice is naturally to make a clone.
But refining treasures requires true form diagrams, and refining Taoist weapons also requires Daoist diagrams. As for clones...
According to what the two immortals Lu Sheng and Xu Shengyang revealed during their conversation on the Blue Water Cold Pond Picture, the clone method was a top-notch supernatural power in ancient times.
The real clone is another self with the power of self-thinking, practice, and attack. It is not comparable to an incarnation like the old demon of Montenegro.
The legendary clone is a terrifying existence that can swallow Tao fruits and walk on a different path to immortality and Buddha that is completely different from the original body!
"Using the evil-suppressing seal to endow souls and refine them into Taoist weapons? Is it a pity to refine the stone spirit that has been nurtured for thousands of years into a Taoist weapon?"
"Incarnation?"
"etc……"
…
All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and Yang Yu suddenly retreated back to himself, only to see that his arms and the entrance to the entrance were all covered in green light.
The power of blue sky stone has already settled in it.
"If this stone monkey cannot grow its remaining two orifices due to the destruction of the blue sky stone for thousands of years, then can I help it grow its remaining two orifices by absorbing the power of the blue sky stone?!"
Yang Yu couldn't help but be moved by this thought.
If the stone monkey with seven orifices is a peerless treasure, then the stone spirit that gave birth to nine orifices is a fairy treasure that can move the faces of ancient gods and Buddhas, and even give rise to greed!
"Give it a try?"
Yang Yu's heartbeat accelerated, and his eyes couldn't help but get brighter and brighter:
"If that's possible..."
…
…
Huhu~
The night wind blows and the sky is filled with stars.
"Yang prison..."
Standing on the top of the barren mountain with his hands behind his hands, looking at the smoke of gunpowder in the distance, Fanru's eyes dimmed slightly.
The distance was far, but what he could see was much clearer than those of the monks at Da Chan Temple.
Nabodhidharma seemed to be aware of what he was doing, and actually chose Yang Yu to replace himself, while he himself was hidden in the dark...
"call!"
After paying attention for a long time, Fanruyi finally shook his head.
Just as he was confident that Bodhidharma could not lock him, he could not find any trace of Bodhidharma, but he could feel it faintly.
He is somewhere in the fantasy world.
"You're not the only one looking for someone!"
Concentrating his breath, Fan Ruyi took a deep look at the swordsman sitting cross-legged in front of the Wanzai Blue Sky Stone in the mountains and forests far away.
Then he turned and left.
…
Dongyang Road.
Among the Ten Paths of the Central Plains, they belong to an extremely inconspicuous category.
It is not as good as Longyuan, which is close to the border, not as good as Wanlong, the central place of past dynasties, not as good as the northwest, where there are many horse farms and mines.
It is not as prosperous as Jiangnan. Although it is close to the south, it is not as rich in precious medicines as Lingnan.
What makes it well-known to the world is that the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism, Dachan Temple, is located here.
Two thousand years later, Bodhidharma had not yet established his sect, and there was still no trace of the great Buddha that countless followers would carve out in later generations.
The mountain range still called Dafu Mountain is still filled with miasma, and within it, demonic energy is billowing. Just looking from a distance, one can seem to hear the earth-shattering roar of a tiger.
Boom!
The billowing dark clouds seemed to be drifting from the Lingnan mountains.
In the wind and rain, Fanruyi stopped in front of the mountain, raised his eyes and saw a dozen "people" with pale faces and cold breaths walking out of the forest.
"Ghost."
Seeing Brahma Ruyi, all the demons bowed down, bowed very respectfully, and invited him in.
The Brahman is self-evident and indispensable, just follow it deeply.
Two thousand years later, inside and outside the Great Buddha Mountain, there are many believers seeking Buddha, and there are even more temples, but at this moment, there is only a cold atmosphere.
Dark clouds covered the moonlight, and under the heavy miasma, the small town looked increasingly cold and gloomy.
Tiger City!
Blood-stained characters hang on the city gate.
Behind the city gate, there are many kinds of houses. Inside and outside the long street, there is no shortage of restaurants and tea shops, as well as inns and banks.
In this late night when the heavy rain is approaching, people are coming and going inside and outside the long street, and the whole city is full of ghosts!
"Who would have thought that there are monks who are not as good as Bodhidharma in this world unless they have seen it with their own eyes?"
Two lights lit up in the restaurant, which were a pair of red tiger eyes with golden vertical pupils:
"In the past two years, you have passed through the mountain gate three times without entering. You must not be in trouble with me now, right?"
Click!
Thunder and lightning pierced the sky, and the wind rolled through the mountains and forests, making it look sinister and terrifying.
"Tiger..."
When Fanru raised his eyes and looked up, he felt the evil wind roaring, as if there was a big tiger with a white forehead and an eye-catching look in the mountains and forests, and it seemed that it would kill people at any time.
"The poor monk came here to see Bodhidharma."
"Dharma!"
The huge city seemed to tremble, and the tiger's voice became cold:
"If you want to see that bald donkey, go find it yourself. What are you doing here?!"
"We just want to use the power of the tiger to force him to come out and see him."
Fan Ruyi answered truthfully.
"oh?"
Hearing this response, Tiger's voice hesitated, and then turned into a sneer:
"Why should I help you?"
"Three thousand years of ebb and flow, and a sudden change in the sky, will the tiger be willing to have his aura and will wiped out right here?"
Heavy rain poured down, and the eyes in the city burned like fire:
"Can you help me get out?"
"A poor monk never does anything that goes against heaven..."
Fan Ruyi's expression remained as usual. He didn't care that the aura in the city was surging and became furious. He only said calmly:
"But from now on, there will be no Bodhidharma in the world!"
I'm so stuck, I'm a little short of 2,000 words, I'll write again after I wake up...