[Yang Tianyou: Heavenly Ranking Map of the Ten Capitals (God), Black Mountain Land God (temporarily departed)]
[Attribute of the Star God, Swamp of Creation]
[God's Seed: Yu Yin]
[Ritual: The match between an immortal and a god may lead to the birth of a son of the god, leaving descendants with lasting blessings...]
[Can be promoted:...]
[Current progress: The fate map is lit, the fourth step of the refining ceremony is in progress...]
[Yu Yin: The second level]
[Yu Yin:...The kindness of predecessors is grateful to future generations. As a descendant of Yu Yin, we also receive support from future generations...]
[Status: In good condition]
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The old man had no intention of hiding anything, and Yang Yu could naturally see his condition under the secluded air.
You can even clearly sense his refining progress and the reason for his sudden and rapid progress.
Yu Yin not only benefits future generations, but also receives support from future generations.
So, the old man's breakthrough may have something to do with himself and his younger brother. Considering his rapid progress in recent days, I'm afraid it has something to do with his wedding...
"The progress is almost 90%. Perhaps soon, the old man will be promoted to the top ten capitals..."
Although he had vague perceptions, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel a little touched when he actually saw it.
Both are four steps, and the path of the martial saint and the path of the Immortal and Buddha are completely different. The former requires not only extreme talent, but also a long period of hard work and experience, but the latter seems to have more luck than anything else.
Maybe, it's not just luck...
"One fate, two luck..."
Seeing Yang Yu slightly startled, the old man felt a little uneasy:
"What, what, is there something wrong?"
"No, it's fine anywhere..."
Suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart, Yang Yu calmed down and exchanged his knowledge of the Sea of Laws with the old man, as well as all the shortcomings of parents.
Over the years, he and the old man had entered and exited the Sea of Laws many times, but they had not always been together.
The sea of laws is vast and boundless. Even if the old man is very lucky, he cannot always gain something.
but……
"By the way, speaking of the Sea of Laws, the old man really got something a few days ago. Just wait..."
During the conversation, the old man seemed to have thought of something. He slapped his forehead, turned around and ran towards the house. After a while, he hurriedly returned with an irregular and unknown fragment:
"I originally wanted to show it to you, but then I was so busy that I almost forgot about it? Please show me, is this the magic weapon you mentioned before?"
"This is?"
Yang Yu reached out and took it, focusing on sensing it.
It was an irregular fragment the size of a palm, like a bronze mirror, but it was heavy when you first picked it up. It seemed to be several times heavier than black iron of the same volume.
But, that seems to be it.
No matter whether it is under the eyes of the sky or peeking into the secluded world, nothing strange appears on it, as if it is just a piece of broken iron.
But at this moment, there was a sudden pain in his heart, and the Cauldron of Gluttony trembled violently, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.
Yang Yu is very familiar with the vibrations of the Cauldron of Gluttony. Whenever he encounters rare iron, food recipes, Taoist magic weapons, etc., it will vibrate violently.
But the shock at this moment is not like the greed of a glutton who has been hungry for many days when he sees delicious food, but more like...
fear?
Or……
The old man saw that he was lost in thought and reminded:
"You, take a photo and take a look?"
"Take a photo?"
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly, he closed his Heavenly Eye and Tongyou, and looked at the palm-sized fragment in his hand with his naked eyes.
Buzz~
There seemed to be a faint buzzing sound in his heart, and Yang Yude's pupils shrank.
On the uneven surface of the fragment, his appearance was reflected, seemingly different, familiar yet strange.
This is not his face in this life, nor his appearance in his previous life, but a combination of two lives, and he has three eyes in this life!
This is……
"My soul?!"
With his fingers tightened, Yang Yu's heart surged.
Until this moment, he didn't notice anything strange at all. Tongyou activated it again, but he still couldn't see any information as before.
It's like an ordinary piece of iron.
"...Two months ago, when you were busy healing your wounds, the old man was extremely bored, so he wandered in the Sea of Laws for a long time. He picked up this piece of iron in a ruins somewhere, and actually brought it out..."
The old man rambled on, talking about the causes and consequences of getting this thing:
"That's when we thought this thing was extraordinary. Later, when it shined on me inadvertently, we discovered that this fragment could actually reveal a person's past life..."
"Previous life?"
Yang Yu's heart moved and he came back to his senses:
"What did you see?"
From this photo, Yang Yu already knew the magic of this object, but he had doubts about the old man's previous life story.
Without him, as far as he knew, at the end of the ancient tribulation, the Netherworld collapsed, and the legendary 'Six Paths of Reincarnation' that could turn Yin life into Yang life and allow people to reincarnate for three lives had been shattered.
After that, the spiritual energy dissipates, and even if the Yin Shou still exists, there will be no previous life after death...
unless……
"hey-hey."
As if he had been waiting for Yang Yu to ask for a long time, the old man looked smug and took the fragment and took a picture:
"look!"
Yang Yu looked around, but he didn't see anything strange at all. Under his eyes, there wasn't even the slightest image visible.
"Don't you see?"
The old man scratched his head, a little disappointed:
"Didn't you see it? It seems that you can only see it yourself? You don't know that in our previous life, we were probably an emperor!
Maybe he is a prince? Anyway, there are charms on the crown and a lot of jade..."
"Did you really see it?"
Yang Yu was shocked and confused.
It's not that he doubts the old man, it's actually that, holding the broken pages of the book of life and death, and having access to the ghost, he has not seen anyone with a previous life in these years.
"Is there still a holiday? A few days ago, when Mr. Qi customized the royal uniform and crown for you, we were there the whole time..."
The old man is still chattering.
"Mianqi?"
Yang Prison frowned inwardly.
The so-called Mianqi is the most precious among the many costumes used by ancient emperors and princes to worship heaven.
He was a little doubtful whether the old man really knew what Mianqi was, but seeing him swearing by it, he couldn't help but feel nervous.
After barely dealing with it for a few words, he took the unknown fragment, said goodbye to the old man, and hurried back to his room.
The kingship establishment, the wedding ceremony, the two combined, there are certainly a lot of things to do, but it is not his turn to deal with a serious injury.
After dismissing several guards in front of the door, Yang Yu closed the door, crossed his legs and concentrated, and activated the purple-gold evil-eating gourd.
"ah!"
"Yang Yu, you deserve to die! You deserve to die!"
"Do you really want to kill them all?!"
After the battle in Dingyang City, the lives in the Purple Gold Gourd were almost exhausted, leaving only the twelve purple lives of the old woman who gave birth to Zizi.
At this moment, there are not many lives in the gourd, but there are several complete souls.
In addition to the newly arrived Tantai Mi, Qiao Shanhu, and Ning Wuqiu, there is also the Yin Thunder Lord who he captured in Ten Thousand Thunder Mountains when he was promoted to Martial Saint.
Buzz~
As Yang Yu thought, the shadow of a purple gold gourd appeared in his palm.
At this moment, many noises inside the gourd had disappeared, and only the soul of the Yin Thunder Lord appeared on the gourd wall.
The blurred facial features were distorted, as if he had been in great pain on the Purple Gold Gourd. The Yin Thunder Lord's voice was extremely weak:
"Your injuries seem to be extremely serious? Let me out, and I can point you to a clear path..."
He was extremely weak, but his senses were still extremely strong. In just a moment, he could smell the rotten aura of the mortal before him who was about to die soon.
His voice was weak, but his heart couldn't help but be shaken, and he realized his opportunity to escape from the predicament.
However, Yang Yu ignored him and with a flick of his finger, a wisp of black mist appeared in the room.
"you……"
The moment he appeared, Chen Xuanying was about to speak when his heart suddenly shook and he looked at Yang Yu's palm:
"God?!"
"City God? No, that's not right..."
Glancing at Chen Xuanying coldly, Lord Yin Lei could already see his condition:
"He is a lonely wild ghost who lost his position as City God, and was refined into the 'Five Ghost Transporters'. He has not yet become the main soul?"
Gods are higher than the earth, no matter what kind of myths and legends, this is true.
Even though it was his turn now, Lord Yin Lei's tone was still cold and contemptuous, like a nobleman wearing brocade who saw the crawling and twisted earth dragon under his feet.
"What a god?!"
Chen Xuanying's soul body fluctuated violently for a moment, but immediately, he also sneered:
"What about the gods? Your situation is worse than that of me!"
"A god is noble?"
Chen Xuanying sneered and dismissed: "You are just a god, are you amazing?!"
Who is he?
More than 400 years ago, the strong man who once competed with Zhang Yuanzhu for world supremacy, even though he was unlucky enough to lead the way for the king, was still a tycoon of his generation. How could he care about such a down-and-out god?
Shocked, just shocked that there really are gods in this world.
Seeing him speak rudely, he naturally wouldn't get used to it. He turned to Yang Yu and said coldly:
"You called me out, I think it has something to do with this hairy god... Just ask, I know everything today, and I can tell you everything!"
"Maggot, how dare you blaspheme the gods?!"
Hearing the word "Mao Shen", Lord Yin Lei was almost furious and looked at Yang Yu:
"Boy, crush this maggot to death, and I will tell you how to heal your wounds. I can even give you some advice on how to solve the problem of dust in your Dao Fruit!"
"God Mao, how dare you!"
"Why don't you dare? There are maggots digging in the ground..."
…
Gods and gods look at each other with disgust.
Before Yang Yu said anything, the two gods were already at war with each other. If they weren't both souls, they would probably fight immediately.
But naturally he would not be fooled by the appearance. In fact, he clearly felt that the emotions of these two Mao Gods were not at all unstable. It was more like they were deliberately displayed for him to see.
But he would not expose it, and would let them criticize each other, sit cross-legged in silence, and breathe out to heal their wounds.
After the room became quiet again, he looked at Chen Xuanying:
"You hold the position of City God. Even if you are trapped in the mirror, you have not known anything about the outside world in these years...
So, have you ever seen someone reincarnated?"
"Reincarnation?"
Before Chen Xuanying could speak, Lord Yin Lei could not help but sneered:
"Even if you have a power that is not inferior to that of Shidu, mortals are still mortals. If you can't do it in this life, you just want to seek the next life?
Haha, not to mention the fact that the spiritual energy has not been fully recovered now, even when the Heavenly Court came to this world, there has never been any reincarnation in this world!"
Yang Yu raised his eyebrows, Chen Xuanying had a gloomy face, but Lord Yin Lei smiled indifferently:
"Destiny is a gift from God, but I am the only one!"
"nonsense!"
Chen Xuanying couldn't help but interrupt:
"If there is no reincarnation in the world, where can the judge come, where can the city god come, where can the laws of the underworld and the six paths of reincarnation come?"
"Are today's city gods so ignorant?"
After being refuted, Yin Lei Lord lost his anger and looked at Chen Xuanying with pity and sadness in his eyes:
"Yin and yang transform into life, and all things are derived. Human life is divided into yin and yang. The yang life span ends and the yin life span begins!
The person in the Netherworld back then was truly remarkable. Not only did he gain the influence of his predecessors, he also went a step further and opened up Fengdu in the Netherworld and the Six Paths of Reincarnation...
But have you never thought about why the Gate of Six Paths, before reincarnation, had a three-life stone erected?"
Um?
Chen Xuanying was shocked.
"Three Life Stones?"
Yang Yu was thoughtful. Similar statements were also found in spiritual records in the remaining pages of the Book of Life and Death.
Although there are not many mentions in it, it is not difficult to guess from the words of Lord Yin Lei:
"The six paths of reincarnation can turn Yin life into Yang life, and in three lifetimes, if Yin and Yang life is exhausted, it will be completely destroyed?"
“Not bad at all.”
Looking at Yang Yu with slight surprise, Lord Yin Lei nodded, with a pretentious sigh in his voice:
"The Avenue of Immortals and Buddhas is the only avenue of immortality in the world!
Although you have achieved a little bit at this moment, the fruits of Taoism are covered in dust. In just two or three hundred years, your life span will eventually be exhausted, and now, even the six realms of reincarnation are gone..."
His meaning was self-evident, and he was certain that any living being in this world who knew the path to immortality would never give up on this avenue.
At this moment, when he mentioned how powerful he was, he kept silent and waited for the person in front of him to beg him.
But beyond his expectation, Yang Yu just nodded slightly, said "I understand", and took him back into the purple gourd again.
No matter how much he screamed, there would be no response.
"Fate is a gift from God, but I am the only one..."
Chen Xuanying was stunned, with an indelible fear in her eyes:
"my life……"
He was born five hundred years ago, was promoted to Martial Saint at the age of Jiazi, and later died at the hands of Zhang Yuanzhu.
After that, I was trapped in the mirror until now.
If there was no reincarnation in this world, how long would he have left in his life? Once his life was over...
Chen Xuanying, who had been intimidated for ten years and had not said a soft word to this day, finally lowered her head at this moment:
"Yang, I am willing to give you everything you want. I just ask you to let me go. I am about to die. I just want to see my bloodline heirs..."
"Yang never does anything to let the tiger return to the mountain."
Naturally, Yang Yu would not agree.
Some people, as long as they are alive, have the power to cholera the world, just like Chen Xuanying.
He has not forgotten that when Chen Xuanying was in the bronze mirror, she bewitched Nie Wendong and harmed millions of soldiers and civilians in Deyang Mansion...
only……
Opening and closing his palms to put away the soul bead, Yang Yu frowned deeply, an indescribable worry lingering in his heart.
But before he could think about it carefully, a familiar voice came from outside the door...
"Little princess?"
Yang Yu's heart moved, and he opened the door. Under the tree in the courtyard, Yu Fengxian, dressed in red, seemed to have been waiting for a long time, playing with the leaves in a bored manner.
"Yang, Yang prison."
Hearing the movement behind him, Yu Fengxian seemed a little nervous. He hesitated for a long time before saying: