Chapter 746 The legacy of living through the end of the catastrophe! (two in one)
唳~
A crane's cry resounded across the sky, and in the sea of clouds, Yang Yu, who had received the status of 'Monster Subduing Sanren', looked around in the sea of clouds, looking far and wide.
However, with his current eyesight, he could not see the edge of this huge mountain in the unobstructed sky.
"call!"
After a long time, Yang Yu sat down cross-legged, letting the white crane fly, and supported Zhen Gang to open the many books he had collected these days.
Martial Saint Yicheng, the status he chose was much higher than before. This demon-subduing Sanren also had a white crane mount. He traveled thousands of miles and visited all the villages and towns he felt.
"Wanshou Mountain Blessed Land..."
This is an ancient scroll, written in unknown animal skin. It also contains ancient Taoist texts. Yang Yu looked at it quietly and matched it one by one with what he knew.
He didn't know what the Blessed Land and the Cave Heaven originally referred to, but in this ancient scroll and what he gained from the Nine-Nine Mysterious Gong Realm, they all pointed to the word 'avoiding calamity'.
It is also called the ‘holy place to avoid calamity’, ‘the place to overcome calamity’, and ‘the boat on the other side’.
According to legend, any blessed place in the cave was created by ancient gods and Buddhas who took the place where the spiritual energy gathered in the world as a guide, and combined it with many Taoist fruits and magical treasures.
The blessed land of Wanshou Mountain is naturally no exception.
According to what this ancient scroll says, the blessed land of Wanshou Mountain here was originally the cemetery of a great supernatural being called "Wanshou Taoist" eight kalpas ago.
Later, it was refined into a blessed land by an ancient god with great supernatural powers. It is also an excellent place to avoid disasters and is listed among the seventy-two blessed lands.
"The blessed land is dependent on heaven and earth, but independent of heaven and earth. Only in this way can we find a glimmer of hope in the end of the catastrophe and the great collapse..."
The records in the ancient scrolls are actually not very detailed.
Who opened the Wanshou Mountain Blessed Land, and what kind of power there was, was not mentioned at all. However, it was the only book he found that mentioned the concept of the five internal organs.
According to the records on it, the Five Zang Temple is the original core of this blessed land, and it is also a forbidden place banned by the ancient god.
"Forbidden place..."
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly, and he suddenly remembered the "Journey to the West" he had obtained long ago.
I took out the travel diary with extremely weird records from the Mustard Seed Space, and flipped through it, and it turned out to be the chapter about Longevity Mountain.
‘Three burials easily lift up the sacred mountain, and the Five Internal Organs Temple suppresses demons and longevity!’
Mo Shou!
Corresponding to the two books, Yang Yu seemed to be aware of it and started to study the travel notes from the third burial of the demon monk from the beginning.
On the surface, this is just a story about a monk named "San Zang" who traveled westward to seek scriptures under the protection of his four disciples.
But if you study it carefully, you will find that what is recorded in this half-volume of travel notes is the only process of the three-buried monk practicing his way on the road and trying to merge with the five paths of "gods, immortals, Buddhas, demons and demons"
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This travelogue is only half a volume, or even far less than half a volume. Roughly speaking, it only records five stories.
In addition to the "Wuzang Temple to Suppress Demons and Longevity", there are also "Chechi Kingdom's Fighting with Mysterious Sect", "Heifeng Mountain's Master of the Seven Buddhas", "Jindou Mountain's Invitation to Fight the Universal Stars" and "Shituoling Ridge, the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons"
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To put it into perspective, it coincides with the five great ways of the heavens: gods, immortals, Buddhas, demons, and monsters.
"It's a pity that I can't find any other fragments. It's only half a volume, so it's really hard to guess too much, but..."
Turning back to the Longevity Mountain chapter and pondering the words on it word by word, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart:
"Suppress the Demon Shou, Suppress the Demon Shou, if the Three Burial Monks really want to suppress the corpses in Longevity Mountain, then,
Is the clear breeze and bright moon a tombkeeper or a guardian?"
After this thought, Yang Yu's heart suddenly became enlightened.
If his idea is true, then...
"If the guardian wants to get rid of his responsibilities, he must be able to defeat the three burial monks' methods. Qingfeng doesn't seem to be able to do it, and Ming Yue doesn't even think about it!"
Along with the long cry of the white crane, Yang Yu reached the limit this time and quit the Five Zang Guan recipe.
"Mingyue is still at the Five Zang Temple!"
With this thought, Yang Yu felt at ease.
If he is really allowed to search for Longevity Mountain, which is like a small world of its own, then he will really be in big trouble.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Yang Yu was about to exit when suddenly something moved in his heart and he beckoned for the picture of the Blue Water and Cold Pond.
This picture can be regarded as his biggest gain from the Five Zang Guan recipe. With the spiritual energy in this picture, he does not have to collect spiritual energy like other great masters for years, and can even sacrifice to the alchemy dragon scissors every day.
"Huh?"
After a casual glance, Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat when he saw the echo that seemed to come from the 'Tai Yi Sect' behind the picture of clear water and cold pond:
"They are really still alive?!"
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Huhu~
The strong wind carried the snow all over the sky, howling in the extremely cold world, taking away the last ray of warmth on the ground.
This is a world of ice and snow.
Down to the earth, up to the sky, and even the bright sun seemed to be shrouded in a thin layer of ice and mist, making it appear misty.
In the vast white sky and earth, dozens of people were walking among them, as small as ants in the wind and snow.
cold!
Really cold!
A cold wind blew by, taking away the trace of warmth that he had managed to suppress, and Xu Changsheng couldn't help but whimper in his heart.
Wrapped tightly in the animal skin, his teeth couldn't stop chattering and his mind wandered. He had endless yearning for the ancient times with distinct seasons recorded in books.
According to legend, before ancient times, the sun, moon and stars circulated in the sky, and the four seasons changed throughout the year. There were severe cold winters and hot summers.
But that was already an unknown amount of time ago.
"Uncle, come back!"
Someone in the team finally couldn't help but speak.
He was a rough-looking man who looked to be in his thirties or forties, but Xu Changsheng knew that this man was actually only sixteen years old. He was his clan brother, named Xu Kaishan.
"Yes, come back, uncle, it's really too cold..."
The group of people had long been overwhelmed by the wind and snow. Someone spoke up and joined in. The noise finally alerted the Taoist in front.
In the strong wind and snow, this man was wearing thick clothes and looked a bit bloated. When he turned around, there were ice crystals under his nose:
"Shut up!"
Gan Ping gave a low shout, his face full of hatred:
"As a disciple of my Taiyi Sect, how can I be afraid of this mere wind and snow? Ah Zhe..."
Maybe he spoke too quickly, and two big spurts of snot came out with ice crystals, causing the faces of the juniors in front of him to turn red.
"Asshole!"
Gan Ping's complexion also turned red, and his whole body became hot. He shook away the cold and hard mucus from his nose and gritted his teeth:
"The mountain gate has been without food for more than half a year. If we still can't find food, then, then..."
He wanted to say that his uncle and masters would all starve to death, but when he thought about it, he thought it was disrespectful, so he swallowed it alive.
"But, there is no food in this world of ice and snow..."
Xu Kaishan looked sad.
The wind and snow were so strong that they could only rely on the Bigu Pill for many days. This thing could only guarantee that you would not die of hunger, but it was only that you would not die of hunger.
He was cold and hungry at the moment. He was in good health, but he was almost unable to bear it.
"Uncle Master, White Bear!"
Suddenly, Xu Changsheng pointed not far away. A thin white bear seemed to be attracted by their voices and rushed over with red eyes.
"Master is right. When the temperature rises, the frozen beasts will revive!"
Gan Ping's eyes lit up and he suddenly stepped forward. Then, this contemporary disciple of the Taiyi Sect was knocked to the ground.
"Uncle Master!"
All the disciples of the Taiyi Sect exclaimed, and then they swarmed up, only to be dispersed by the collision of the white bears.
"You evil beast, how dare you sneak up on Taoist Master!"
This collision almost caused Gan Ping to vomit blood. It took him a while to recover. His face turned red and he yelled, pointing his finger:
"Zhuxian Sword, kill!"
His voice was full of energy, but the flying sword hanging behind him didn't give him much respect. It shook for a while before it rose up and crashed into the white bear.
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After a hard fight, everyone was injured. When Bai Xiong died, Gan Ping also fell down and was too tired to get up.
"Lies, they are all lies... A flying sword can attack and kill thousands of miles away..."
Xu Changsheng helped the panting uncle to his feet, and Xu Changsheng cursed in his heart.
Since the day he joined the Taiyi Sect, he has heard a lot about the power of his sect, about the forces of gods and demons from ancient times, about the ancestors who were friends with gods and Buddhas, about their vast supernatural powers, and their unparalleled Taoist skills.
but……
"Put it on and go back!"
Gan Ping regained his composure and waved his hand.
More than a dozen elite disciples of the Taiyi Sect took action, each dragging the rope, to lift the white bear weighing hundreds of kilograms and drag it towards the mountain gate.
I don’t know how long it took, until all the disciples of Taiyi Sect were exhausted. From a distance, the mountain gate of Taiyi Sect also appeared in front of everyone.
This is also the place with the least wind and snow.
The faint sunlight reflected the snow and illuminated the road ahead. It was a majestic and sacred mountain.
The only fly in the ointment is that at this moment, this sacred mountain is upside down in the boundless snowfield.
When everyone looked up from a distance, they could still see the beautiful palaces and palaces hanging hundreds of feet high, and the holy land of fairy mountains...
However, the real Taiyi Gate Station is just a small, simple courtyard located in the middle of several small villages.
There are only about thirty people in total, and twenty of them are old enough to serve...
"Master, Master! Junior brother is back, he, he caught blood food, he caught blood food!"
Seeing Gan Ping's figure with his head held high from afar, the small courtyard where Taiyimen was stationed boiled with excitement. A dozen old Taoists struggled to go out with the help of a few disciples.
All the old Taoists, who had not eaten meat for an unknown period of time, ignored their restraint and stepped forward to greet him.
"How dignified it is, how dignified it is!"
The old man with gray beard and hair was walking at the end. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but became furious:
"How can a mere blood meal cause you to lose your composure?! The face of all the ancestors of my Taiyi sect has been completely lost by you!"
Gan Shanyue was furious, scolded, stretched out his wooden cane, and hit each of them on the head. But when he saw the white bear, he couldn't help but feel thunderous in his stomach.
"Go, clean it and give half to the folks. The rest is best made into bacon..."
After scolding all the disciples, Old Taoist Gan Shanyue coughed several times, distributed the white bears, and finally called several disciples to him.
"The wind and snow outside are much lighter?"
He was very anxious about this matter.
"Hui Shizu, it is indeed much smaller. As you expected, there are indeed traces of wild beasts. In addition to the white bear, there are also suspected traces of snow wolves..."
Gan Ping is respectful and respectful.
The person in front of them is the most senior ancestor of the Taiyi Sect. He also made a desperate decision in the endless snowstorm, and used the forbidden technique to freeze the world and protect them at the expense of Taiyi Mountain.
He was also the first to wake up from the forbidden ice, and used his crutch to break the ice that sealed them, awakening them.
"Sure enough, sure enough..."
Xu Changsheng looked out of the corner of his eye and saw that his ancestor was trembling, as if he was extremely excited.
"go Go."
The two of them wanted to ask, but Gan Shanyue had no intention of answering. She waved her hand and let the two of them go down.
He staggered back to the small courtyard.
Near the Taiyi Mountain, the wind and snow were very light. Although there was no green in the small courtyard, there was no chill either. A few old men were squatting under the old trees and playing chess.
"Play chess again, play chess again!"
Seeing these old guys, Gan Shanyue was so angry that he trembled all over. He raised his crutch and beat all the old men and ran away with their heads in their hands.
After a while, Gan Shanyue was extremely tired and stopped panting. Several old men also fell to the ground.
"Senior brother, what can we do if we don't play chess? This piece of shit has no reaction at all!"
Pointing to the sacred mountain above their heads, several old men started to show off:
"There are a lot of Taoist fruits piled up in your room, but what's the use? Let alone Taoist fruits, even if it's Taoist magic, we can't use it at all!
Yes, the storm seems to have subsided, but don’t forget, those beasts and monsters that were frozen in the snow are about to recover..."
"Wait to die, wait to die!"
"Don't think about being too one-dimensional. After thousands of generations, you can still survive, but we really can't survive anymore..."
"I will die, I admit it!"
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Almost all the old men had red eyes.
Ganshan Yueqi was shaking all over, but he couldn't refute. He just squeezed the crutches again and again:
"I'm too one-sided..."
Looking at the leaving junior fellow students, Gan Shanyue finally couldn't help but burst into tears, and then burst into tears:
"Ancestors, disciples, disciples are incompetent, incompetent..."
Behind the closed gate of the small courtyard, Gan Shanyue cried so hard that his liver and intestines were broken. He was ordered to activate the forbidden technique in the prime of life in times of crisis.
During those countless years of being frozen, he never gave up, but at this moment, he felt like he was completely despairing.
He has endured until now, even to the point of death, but still...
After a long time, he wiped away his tears and returned to his room. The small room was full of things.
Those were Taoist books, ancient scrolls, and classics that fell from the sacred mountain, as well as the 'Taoist fruits' he dug out bit by bit from the iceberg.
"Is there no hope?"
He murmured to himself and stroked the ancient scrolls one by one. Finally, he picked up a Taoist book, which was left by Patriarch Xu Shengyang.
"...The catastrophe is coming from top to bottom. Gods, Buddhas, immortals and demons can hardly escape. Only the unenlightened ones may have a chance to survive under the protection of the Paradise of Cave..."
"I am incompetent and cannot protect the inheritance of my disciples. I can only use this to save my life, join the blessed land, and leave a glimmer of hope for future generations..."
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After the familiar opening of the book, there was the ancestor's explanation of the Blessed Land and Cave Heaven. Gan Shanyue had read it countless times, but he still studied it word for word.
The Cave Heaven Blessed Land is the only possible and effective way to avoid disasters recognized by immortals and Buddhas before the end of the disaster.
Before the end of the calamity, all the blessed places and caves in the world were rooted in the heaven and earth, absorbing spiritual energy and strengthening themselves. However, after the end of the calamity, they all separated from the heaven and earth, like lonely boats, wandering in the unknown interlayer of heaven and earth.
middle.
In this way, avoid disaster.
Gan Shanyue didn't know what the outside world was like at this moment, and she didn't know whether she and others had survived the long catastrophe.
But even if he survives the disaster, there is still a layer of despair that cannot be overcome.
That is, how to let the blessed land of Cave Heaven come to all the heavens in the world again.
There are no spiritual springs or spiritual roots in the blessed land of Cave Heaven. The spiritual energy within it will only decrease day by day. In the end, all things will wither.
If they cannot come back again, even if they survive the disaster, they will only die.
But, he has no energy left.
He didn't even have the strength to climb the Taiyi Mountain. The distance of several hundred feet was already insurmountable for him in mortal flesh.
And from now on, the world will become worse day by day. In other words, he can't even "leave it to future generations to solve"...
"In the end, is it all in vain?"
The deep despair made him, who had gone through a great calamity, become unable to stand, and fell down on the Taoist book which he regarded as a treasure.
boom!
The accumulation of Taoist books and ancient scrolls almost overwhelmed him. Without the desire to struggle, Gan Shanyue just wanted to take a long sleep.
He is too tired.
But suddenly, he turned over and sat up, and saw the yellowed scroll deep in the pile of ancient scrolls.
"This scroll..."
With his cloudy eyes brightening, Gan Shanyue suddenly sat up, took the scroll in his hand, turned it over, and looked at the back.
The ancient, strange and familiar Taoist text appeared before his eyes.
Those are the words left by the founder Xu Shengyang, all the way to his teacher Xu Cun, and even himself...
Reading this article, he seemed to have returned to the past in a trance.
At that time, he was only about 20 years old. He was ordered to take over the post of headmaster of Taiyi Sect when he was in danger, and he also got this scroll.
Once upon a time, he had great hopes for this object. The great immortal on the other side of the scroll once passed down a Taoist technique called "Martial Arts", which allowed several generations of ancestors to capture spiritual energy when it was extremely thin.
, and then promoted to the Ten Capitals.
However, after the spiritual energy completely dissipated, all the ancestors in the sect died, and he was devastated and activated the forbidden art of Taiyi, freezing everything to wait for the right time.
Until then...
Seeing the scroll again, for some reason, hope suddenly rose in his heart, and his trembling hands suddenly turned to the back.
"This is?!"
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"They are actually still alive?!"
In the Cauldron of Gluttony, Yang Yu was confused for a moment when he saw the final appearance of the scroll.
He never expected that the words he felt at that time would receive an echo many years later.
But how is this possible?
Taiyi Sect actually survived the calamity and was passed down to this life?!
Recalling the struggles and despair of thousands of generations of Taiyi Sect leaders, Yang Yu was deeply shocked for a moment.
That was the catastrophe that destroyed the ancient times and caused countless legendary gods to fall. This Taiyi Sect...
[Disciple Gan Shanyue, please save me from Taiyi Sect!!!]
On the scroll, a new Taoist text appeared.
"Gan Shanyue? Yes, he is the last headmaster of Taiyi Sect. Is he still alive?"
Looking at those two lines of Taoist scriptures, it took Yang Yu a long time to come back to his senses.
"The Taiyi Sect has been passed down for so many generations. There are countless masters in the sect... They can't solve it. How can I save it?"
Hesitating slightly, but still unable to bear the curiosity in his heart, Yang Yu thought about it again and again before replying:
【How to save?】
On the other end of the scroll, there was silence for a long time before the Taoist text appeared. The font fluctuated violently, showing the excitement of the person's mood.
only……
"Without spiritual energy, Tao fruits, magical powers, and Tao techniques, all are ineffective. How can we, mortal bodies, cross hundreds of feet in the air?"
Yang Yu read out the Taoist text on the scroll word for word, and Yang Yu was a little surprised and confused for a moment.
That's it?
According to legend, the immortal sect established by the great god and passed down for countless thousands of years, and even survived great catastrophes, is unable to solve the problem. It turns out that...
"There is no spiritual energy in the world? Where is this Taiyi Sect?"
Yang Yu was shocked and confused, but after thinking about it, he still answered:
[Could it be that the martial arts I passed on to you were later lost?]
"Martial arts?"
Gan Shanyue on the other side was stunned for a long time before he answered cautiously:
"What the Immortal passed down has been collected in the gate, but we can't go back to the gate at this moment... Moreover, without Lingqi, can the Taoist technique called martial arts be practiced?"
After sending out the long question, Gan Shanyue was extremely exhausted. Without the nourishment of spiritual energy, it was extremely difficult for him to write a sentence.
What made him even more uneasy was that there was no response from the other party.
'The Taoism called martial arts...'
When I saw the question on the scroll, even though Yang Yu had a good heart, he couldn't help but be speechless for a long time.
Is that what you said?
He was a little confused and turned back silently until he reached the section where he passed on several martial arts, including Yi Qi Jue.
Sure enough, he only mentioned that martial arts can capture spiritual energy, but did not mention that martial arts is not Taoism.
But isn’t this common sense...
Only then did Yang Yu realize that for him, martial arts was not Taoism, which was of course a matter of course.
But before ancient times, there was no such thing as martial arts...
After changing his mind, Yang Yu considered his tone and responded, but he did not have the intention to explain in a long way, he just said:
[Martial arts practice does not require spiritual energy...]
Finally, a few martial arts are included, which is different from the last cautious trial.
This time, Yang Yu selected the most comprehensive and easy-to-learn martial arts from the top martial arts he had learned.
Yang Yu didn't respond for a long time. Gan Shanyue on the other side was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
Fearing that he would offend the great immortal on the other end by being negligent, he anxiously rummaged through a pile of Taoist techniques and ancient scrolls, and finally found a volume.
"Even if you are an immortal, it will be useful, right?"
Carefully flipping through the Taoist book, Gan Shanyue responded word by word with difficulty. Suddenly, the Taoist text flashed out on the scroll, and he couldn't help but tremble all over.
"A Taoist technique that can be practiced without spiritual energy?!"
Gan Shanyue's mind went blank.
"What kind of great supernatural being can develop a Taoist technique that is independent of Ling Qi?!"
The huge shock caused him to erase most of the reply he had written...
"This, how do I repay this gift so that I can be worthy of the great immortal's Taoism..."
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