"Is there any way to have both peace and security in this world?"
Although the question was asked casually, Yang Yu was still somewhat cautious because Hanyue Sanren had the reputation of being the number one hexagram master in the world.
After reciting it silently in his mind several times, he faintly noticed subtle fluctuations through the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique.
"This criticism does seem to be related to me. There are fluctuations in the Eighty-nine Mysterious Techniques. However, this fluctuation is so slight. Is it because the calamity is slight or the grade of the Mysterious Technique is insufficient?
But, the biggest calamity in my life? Is this Hanyue Sanren just being alarmist?"
With thoughts swirling in his mind, Yang Yu asked him about the conversation between the two in a calm manner.
"Hanyue Sanren has a great reputation in the world. Together with Shendu Yu Changsheng, he is known as the two most amazing people in the world. His words are naturally somewhat credible."
With his worries gone, Jiang Wuyang was in a good mood. He mentioned the conversation that day with a relaxed smile:
"But that's it. He said that King Yang will encounter the greatest calamity in his life, but wouldn't that Brahma Ruyi be killed easily?"
easy?
Thinking back to the chase in March, Yang Yu had to admit that even if he had the upper hand and the help of the golden dragon shears, his encounter was actually extremely dangerous.
If it weren't for the many jade pendants given by Qin Si, Fan Ruyi wouldn't have been able to withstand the punch that came close to him.
Of course, without these jade pendants, he would not trade injuries for injuries with a strong man who surpassed him in a great realm.
"It's amazing to be able to calculate this calamity."
Yang Yu couldn't help but be somewhat interested in Hanyue Sanren. The person with the same name was most likely a visitor from another world.
"Really extraordinary."
Jiang Wuyang nodded. In fact, he naturally believed it. That was why he came.
Of course, it's for the last sentence.
"The San people once said that although there will be no life or death in this calamity, once you get through it, your fortune will flourish and everything will go away..."
This is naturally a good thing, but a shadow flashed in Yang Yu's heart for no reason. Fan Ru is stronger when he is stronger. It seems that it is not to the point where he will die without any chance of life, right?
Thoughts were swirling in his mind, but he didn't say anything more. After a quick letter came out, he sent Jiang Wuyang, who had fulfilled his wish, to find Wang Muzhi.
Of course, I also asked for the shadow stone in his hand. This is also a strange stone.
"Ten deaths without life..."
Yang Prison murmured to himself, sitting cross-legged and looking inwards with his eyes closed.
One night passed, and most of the goshawk's injuries recovered, but the thousands of arrows piercing its heart still left it terribly frightened. It would twitch and whine from time to time, wondering whether it was dead or alive.
[Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills (not promoted to the first level)]
It is not difficult to get started with the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills, but it is not so easy once you get to the higher levels.
The true meaning of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills is based on the two qi of yin and yang, and is supported by all kinds of qi in the world, so as to achieve the ultimate state of "all things in the world can be transformed by the mind".
At that time, it will be transformed into thousands of things to cope with all kinds of calamities, so as to move towards the legendary state of being 'unbreakable by all calamities'.
Therefore, if he wants to become the first level, he must unite the Qi and enter the body. Otherwise, this holy method of avoiding calamity cannot even be regarded as an introduction.
And this choice...
He did not know how long it took for him to use the Xuan Gong silently, but all the injuries on his body were healed, and he slowly opened his eyes.
In the far distance, dark clouds surged, and a large mountain rose from the ground. The top of the mountain seemed to be higher than the dark clouds, and from time to time there were thunder dragons and electric snakes running across the mountain.
This is Wanlei Mountain.
"I have disciples of Yuanci True Body, so He Lei Qi is the most suitable one. Not only can Yuanci True Body Technique break through, but the Four Symbols of Heaven's Will can also make great progress...
However, if this is the case, I will most likely be able to break through the Martial Saint..."
Yang Prison muttered to himself, weighing and thinking.
In the three years shown in Bodhidharma's Enlightenment Chart, his skills were incomparable, and even the will that only a martial sage could cultivate took shape.
But Shidu is still a little behind.
Without the magical power of Di Kuixing, he might not be able to advance to the Ten Capitals, but he would definitely have no chance of being in the ‘Ultimate Way’.
Even if he finds Di Kuixing after Shidu, he still can't make up for it, and his level of magical power has not yet reached the second level.
Breaking through the Ten Capitals at this moment will definitely waste the 'law baptism' when you are promoted to a higher level!
However, even the ancient immortals and Buddhas are not willing to waste any money. Only when they are promoted to a higher level can they have a chance of good fortune.
If he misses this time, even if he is promoted to Jiuyao, Baji or even higher in the future, it will be a shortcoming that cannot be made up for...
"Is this the bottleneck?"
Though many thoughts were racing in his heart, Yang Yu was very calm.
The so-called bottleneck is like this. Even if you are extremely talented, you will only get there in time.
"Fortunately, the Dikuixing Dao Fruit has appeared, it's almost, it's almost..."
Yang Yu took a deep look at Wanlei Mountain covered with thunderclouds, and suppressed his desire to enter the mountain with great courage.
But just when he turned around to leave, a bolt of thunder seemed to explode in his heart.
In a daze, he seemed to hear someone neighing:
"Have mercy on my mother?!"
…
…
It's early summer, and the cold is still lingering in the far north beyond the Great Wall.
But eight hundred miles away from Qisha Mountain, there are hundreds of thousands of strong and strong people, taking advantage of the coming snowstorm and working crazily.
The outline of a big city has already risen from the ground.
Huhu~
The white crane soared over and landed in the distance.
Shaking off the dust from his body, he caught the white crane six times and looked at Qisha Mountain, which was as dark as ink in the distance, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
He didn't want to come, but he couldn't persuade the rest of the family to at least come and take a look.
"The purple energy is like a tide, and the black dragon's eyes are fierce. This is the time when great fortune is about to flourish..."
The world in the eyes of ordinary people was completely different from what he saw at the moment.
Ordinary people only see cold winds, cold mountains, and big cities, but when he looked around, he saw billowing black evil coming from all directions.
This is an invisible energy.
Yu Liu knew that this billowing black evil meant the surrender of masters and aristocratic families like him from the Ming Dynasty, Da Li, Tianlang, and even overseas countries.
In the sea of ink-colored clouds, a large ink-colored dragon loomed, nourished by this energy, its aura became stronger and stronger.
No, that is no longer a dragon.
Its scales and armor are all ready, and it has two feet and four claws. It only needs the reverse scales and the last claw, and it is afraid that it will fly into the sky.
"Black Mountain, finally, finally arrived."
"Building a heavy city to collect the border residents, but not entering the gate at the gate, but fighting back outside the wall to win over the hearts of the Eight Heavenly Wolf Tribes. Now it seems that it has already been accomplished!"
"It is said that the 'King of Seven Killers' seems to have just arrived, but he is able to accomplish such a great thing. Is it really true that when great fortune arises, the heaven and earth work together?"
…
Many experts from the Yu family were talking about it.
As the richest man in the city of God and a top family in the world, the people coming to the Yu family are naturally more than the dozen or so people brought by Yu Liusuo.
They are just one of them. There are dozens more like him, carrying with them the Yu family's two hundred years of heritage.
"In this world, I am not the only one who can see luck. It was also 'speculators' like me who triggered the Qi of the Seven Killing Kings in advance..."
Yu Liu had to be moved, but in his heart, he was also sighing:
"But this is a barbarian..."
He sighed in his heart, but his expression became even more indifferent, and he led the clan members towards the big city.
On the road, there were countless civilians, many of whom were wise people and those who were away from home. Not far away, Yu Liu felt a sudden shock in his heart.
"Sixth Master?"
Someone noticed something strange about him, but Yu Liu seemed unaware and stared blankly at a civilian man who looked like a walking corpse in the distance.
"Purple, purple energy, the emperor's energy..."
Yu Liu's body trembled, and his expression became extremely complicated for a moment.
He already recognized it.
Who is that dull peasant husband?
Yu Liu had never been happy about him, and even had a great dislike for him, but at this moment, he still couldn't help feeling sad.
Snapped!
The whip was loud and the farmer was beaten to the ground, but he seemed to be unaware and stood up blankly and continued to work.
"How does it taste?"
Suddenly, a voice came from my ears.
Yu Liu turned his head and saw a handsome young man in red armor coming to him at some point.
"People always have great compassion for those in high positions, but turn a blind eye to other suffering people."
The young man stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at the 'civilian' working calmly:
"Originally, even if he was kidnapped outside the Great Wall, he should have been treated as an emperor, but it's a pity..."
Yu Liu already knew that the person in front of him was the Seven Killer King ‘Haqi’. Normally, he should salute, but for some unknown reason, he resisted.
"Fan Ruyi is dead!"
With a sigh, Yu Liu's heart couldn't stop trembling, and he was extremely horrified. This was more than just hearing the news of Fan Ruyi's death.
But after sighing, he suddenly saw an incredible scene on the person in front of him.
In a daze, he seemed to see a desolate, ancient, sacred and tall statue of a god.
He stands on the grassland, seemingly higher than Qisha Mountain in the distance.
Wu, Wu Sheng?!
Yu Liu was confused.
Martial Saint is not Shidu!
The difficulty of the Martial Saint is far greater than that of the Ten Capitals. If the Ten Capitals have great luck, they can easily cross four steps, but the Martial Saint has only water mill!
From ancient times to the present, there is only one Martial Saint, Zhang Xuanba!
Three thousand years, just one person!
And the person in front of me seems to be weak just now, how could it be possible...
"Perhaps, I shouldn't give him time. I thought it was still early, but I didn't expect that he has already become a genius..."
Looking at the distant mountains, the old Black Mountain demon's eyes flashed with an obscure light:
"Fortunately, there is someone more urgent than me... But, who can break the ban on Dayan Mountain silently?"
"There are remnants of the will of Bodhidharma, Sloppy Taoist, Zhang Yuanzhu, Fu Shui Sanren, and Zhang Xuanba who are the top five in that ban..."
"Interesting, interesting..."
…
…
Yunzhou, Anqin City, Inn.
"Little prison!"
Suddenly woke up from his sleep, the old man was sweating profusely and panting heavily.
"It turned out to be a dream..."
Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, but he still felt uneasy. Perhaps because he made a big move, Xiao Yangjian suddenly burst into tears, waking everyone up.
"Little brother?"
Qin Si next door also woke up suddenly. Hearing the crying next door, she just breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly realized something was wrong.
Little Yang Jian, unlike other children, never cried unless he was spanked by Yang Yu.
As soon as her thoughts changed, she no longer felt sleepy and looked out the window carefully.
In the night, this small town was eerily quiet, not even the sound of human beings, not even the sound of chickens or dogs. At the same time, it was also eerily dark.
"wrong!"
Qin Si was startled and was about to give a warning when she heard bursts of murmurs coming from the night.
The voice was low, like ghosts and gods whispering, and like believers praying far away:
"My mother's dharma body descends to the great thousand and spreads all dharma across the heaven and earth!
Pangu was born in one day, and the heaven and earth were clear and turbid from then on.
Nuwa was born on the second day, and her spiritual wisdom came to the world.
On the third day of the birth of the Yuan Dynasty, all species can have their origin..."
"Old Mother's Seven-Day Creation Book?!"
At this moment, not only Qin Si, but also Xiao Wu and Jing Yi next door, and even the five ghosts secretly guarding her, all felt their hearts skip a beat.
Everyone couldn't help but look out the window and saw a fire in the void, with balls of white flames burning.
Like white lotuses falling down, an old and kind old woman walked in small steps, stepping on the white lotus.
In her hand, she was holding a frozen white dog with eyes wide open and about to roar.
"noob!"
Qin Si suppressed herself not to scream, but the crisis in her heart surged like a tide.
This old woman...
"Good boy, don't be afraid..."
Caressing the smooth hair of the white dog, the old woman smiled very kindly. She looked at Jing Yi who was holding the sword and was as cold as stone.
The turbid eyes seemed to see through the void into the distance:
"Naughty little guy, grandma, I found you!"
…
…
boom!
It was like thunder exploding, and the sand and sand mixed with the grass and trees in the barren mountains flew together, and the frightened goshawks screamed.
"Have mercy on my mother..."
In the dust, Yang Yu slowly opened his eyes, and two lines of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.
Gently wiping away the blood, he slowly raised his head, looked at Wan Lei Mountain among the thunder clouds, and muttered to himself as if chewing:
"The best way to achieve peace and prosperity in this world..."
Next chapter, Martial Saint! [The Era of Giant Ships and Cannons], non-martial arts and non-mechas, pure interstellar warfare and digitalized bombardment of giant ships and cannons.