Staying ahead of our predecessors is never as simple as it sounds.
In particular, this predecessor was also a great master-level figure who carried on the past and forged ahead into the future.
Zhang Xuanba has been practicing throughout his life, and the will practice that he has created from scratch is really a feat that no one dares to imagine.
At least, before meeting Zhang Xuanba, Yang Yu never thought that he could refine his 'will' as a human being.
This is simply like the legendary incarnation.
In the five years before and after, Yang Yu successively condensed the "tendons, skin, bones, internal organs, and marrow" and achieved the five levels. This is certainly the result of the change in destiny and the blessing of great luck.
But the reason is that the things left by Prince Zhao are so detailed that those who practice martial arts in future generations will be able to achieve success as long as they follow the steps.
Therefore, Yang Yu didn't think that his five years of cultivation was anything special. How could he be proud of himself if he was just as smart as others?
On the contrary, when there is no way to go, that is when you see the true color.
"Tsk tsk~"
But the old man of truth is a bit speechless.
He stretched out his still somewhat transparent palm and touched the armored god in front of him. The tentacles were warm, and he clasped the back of its neck with his backhand, sliding it all the way down to his waist...
Click!
The armored figure raised his hand and grabbed Lao Dao's hand.
"What a boy, so lifelike! If the divine light hadn't faded and the eyes were dull, I would have thought he was a real person!"
The man of truth was a little surprised.
This is not a little trick of gathering energy and transforming into shape, playing with the strong wind, but a real transformation from virtuality to reality, which can be called miraculous!
He himself has been practicing for several years, day and night, which is considered diligent, but so far, he has not cultivated that layer of skin...
"No matter how hard you practice, you won't be able to become a real person."
Yang Yu naturally understood that there was a lot of praise in the old Taoist words, and shook his head slightly:
"Prince Zhao's original intention is not to cultivate his own will into an adult. Ultimately, it is to 'unify body and soul' so as to 'see' the human immortal who is the ultimate in martial arts!"
The essence of divine will is not the goal, the unity of spirit and body is!
Use sex to replenish life, use life to replenish nature, cultivate both life and life, without any shortcomings or leaks, you will become an immortal!
Therefore, the last step of establishing the Six Lights is actually not very important. Will itself is the continuation of thinking.
Zhang Xuanba did not take this step because his martial arts is self-dominated and does not require will to create spirituality.
I point out this step only to leave room for future generations to choose.
In other words, at this moment, he already has the foundation of "unity of spirit and body", and he can glimpse human beings and immortals.
"Human Immortal, Human Immortal..."
The old Taoist was inexplicably moved in his heart, and after a moment of silence, he said:
"Now that you have cultivated your will, what is the difference between your consciousness and before?"
"the difference?"
Yang Yu thought for a while and said:
"The old demon died too quickly last time and didn't have time to try..."
"..."
The old Taoist smiled bitterly, shook his head, and asked again:
"At this moment, your martial arts has reached its limit, and it is difficult to move forward on the path of immortality. What do you want to do next?
Should you take a risk as you thought before, or..."
Phew~
A wisp of breeze blew by, and the majestic armored god instantly collapsed and turned back like water.
Yang Yuqing exhaled:
"It's time to kill!"
…
…
Huhu~
The cold wind outside the Great Wall blew into the pass, and late autumn was not yet over, and the heavy snowstorm came as expected. Almost overnight, the three lands of Kyushu outside the Great Wall were all covered in silver.
Dayan Mountain, which is located at the junction of the three roads, is also covered with wind and snow, all animals are dormant, and all vitality has returned inside.
Swish, swish, swish~
Gently shaking the snow off his body, Lu Qingting looked at the sacred mountain on the barren mountain. He saw the wind and snow dispersed, and the mist was hazy. Even he could not see any trace of it.
"That old monster is really not dead..."
His heart sank, and he sat on the ground not far away. Yu Baimei, who was grilling bear paws, couldn't help but sneer:
"At such a young age, you are so paranoid. How many times have you been told this by a veteran, but you don't believe it at all?"
"It's not that I don't believe it, but..."
Lu Qingting smiled bitterly.
He didn't believe it, he really didn't want to believe it.
After the battle in Dingyang City that day, several great martial saints were unknown, but the disciples of Xuankong Mountain, Dachan Temple, Lanke Temple, etc. were really shocked.
In the past few years since I returned to the mountains, I have become extremely depressed.
That old demon is no longer human...
"If she was so easy to kill, where would it be Yang Yu's turn? Those great masters in the past three thousand years would have killed her long ago. Why is Zhang Yuanzhu imprisoned in Dayan Mountain like a murderer from the sky? He doesn't want to kill her, but actually
Can’t be killed…”
While speaking, Yu Baimei carefully sensed the surroundings:
"I'm really good at hiding, but I can't find it..."
The Dayan Mountain Range spans three lands and is huge inside. He knew that the chief helmsman of the Liansheng Sect was here, but he couldn't find it anywhere.
After being destroyed once at the hands of Zhang Xuanba, the leader of Liansheng Sect has been hidden in the mountains. Even if the members of the sect and even the saints enter and exit, their five senses are blocked...
"wait."
Lu Qingting also sat down, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, feeling the spiritual energy diffusing around him and trying to capture it.
After the battle in Dingyang City, he finally found the secret entrance under the guidance of Yu Baimei and walked to the threshold of the Martial Saint.
Unfortunately, spiritual energy is too difficult to capture, and even after a long time, I couldn't catch a single strand.
Looking at Lu Qingting, Yu Baimei's expression softened:
"If you don't die in this situation, the old Taoist will pass on your true energy to you and help you."
"Master-uncle..."
Lu Qingting felt sad in his heart and was about to speak when he saw his uncle's eyebrows raised. He looked around and saw a beautiful woman in white walking to the foot of the barren mountain.
"Yu Lingxian?"
Lu Qingting recognized the person and was a little surprised:
"How could it be her?"
After the battle in Dingyang City, Lianshengjiao was in great trouble. In the end, it was this woman who killed several of the rebellious elders.
Now, he is the foreign affairs chief of the Liansheng Sect General Forum.
"Senior Sister Wushuang ordered me to bring the two of them to the main forum for a talk..."
Yu Lingxian's words are concise and concise.
Lu Qingting stood up and frowned:
"What's the proof?"
"Dare to show up in front of you two, doesn't it count as a certificate?"
Yu Lingxian glanced at him, didn't say much, threw down the two sets of Taoist uniforms, turned around and left.
"This little girl's qualifications are no less than yours! If we can get rid of the old demon, we may not be able to go one step further..."
Taking over the clothes and putting them on, Yu Baimei was a little appreciative, but also a little resentful that iron cannot be transformed into steel.
Among the Xuankongshan generation, only Lu Qingting and Gu Qingyi can be seen in his eyes. It can be said that their talents are withering...
"It depends on when she finds the Taoist Fruit. How many great masters are trapped to death within this one step?"
Lu Qingting changed clothes.
The Lian Sheng Sect is the oldest and most powerful sect that still exists in the world. It is said that all the nine secret techniques in the sect can be used to become a martial saint.
But in fact, after the old woman Liansheng, in more than three thousand years, the Liansheng sect has only produced half a martial saint...
Yu Baimei shook his head and laughed, but said nothing.
The two talented people were brave and did not say anything along the way. They allowed Yu Lingxian to lead them into the mountain in a very secret place.
"After the main altar was destroyed last time, the main altar moved underground. This place is connected in all directions, no one leads the way, and the Martial Saint can't find its true location..."
Yu Lingxian told the two people what to pay attention to, and also warned:
"Nai... She is not in the main altar, but there is a Taoist technique set up by her in the main altar. A martial saint was seriously injured and died in the process. Don't be careless..."
After saying this, Yu Lingxian just led the way and said nothing.
Yu Baimei and Yu Baimei were both veterans. They looked at each other, put on their hoods, blindfolded themselves, and pretended to feel pity for the disciples.
The cave was extremely long, and the three of them walked for almost half an hour before they saw light in front of them.
Lu Qingting looked at it intently and was shocked:
"How many mountains have been hollowed out?"
Candles spread from the mountain walls on both sides for hundreds of feet without end, and inside the mountain, the lights hung even more than twenty feet high.
The size of this underground palace is almost comparable to that of a small city. At first glance, all kinds of buildings are scattered in a well-proportioned manner, and it may not be able to accommodate tens of thousands of people!
What is more eye-catching than the underground palace is the statues of gods in the underground palace, which vary in height and size, with the lowest being more than ten feet high!
"She should have seven bodies!"
Lu Qingting suddenly heard a message.
Yu Baimei frowned slightly and nodded to himself:
"Although each of the nine statues has its own incense, only those two statues have no believers gathering in front of them, and one of them is already cracked..."
He closed his eyes and concentrated, discarding the vague sounds of prayer in the underground palace, and found the familiar yet unfamiliar energy:
"Sure enough, Feng Wushuang didn't lie to us. As expected, there is an incarnation of the old woman hidden in the heart of the mountain, and it is not as tyrannical as the one in Dingyang City!"
Yubai's eyebrows lit up.
He has less than three years to live, and there are absolutely no taboos here. If he dies there, is it not death?
'If I can fight this old monster to death...'
As soon as the thought flashed, Yu Baimei gave up. Although he was not afraid of death, he understood that there was no point in trying to kill just one incarnation of the old monster.
They came here not just for one or two incarnations...
Boom!
Not long after the three of them entered the underground palace, they suddenly heard a bell ringing, and then, there seemed to be muffled thunder exploding in the underground palace. The echoes continued, causing many congregants to leave the room one after another.
"Discovered?"
Lu Qingting was shocked, but on the other side, Yu Baimei could not help but frown.
The moment the bells echoed, the breath that he had sensed before, which seemed to be sleeping, had already come to life!
"Enemy attack!"
The bell echoed for several moments before someone found the source of the sound.
It was a deep and dark cave that led to an unknown mountain peak. The bells sounded like waves, waves coming from inside.
when!
when!
when!
…
The deep and deep sound of the bell is getting closer and closer, and the sound is getting louder and louder!
It was already very loud at first, but after a few times, it was like thunder exploding in the ears, deafening and deafening. Many people who were slightly closer were even injured by the sound waves and coughed up blood!
"It's you?!"
A hoarse, old, and somewhat obscure voice sounded from the underground palace, overwhelming the echoing bells.
Yu Bai's eyebrows tightened, and he subconsciously held down the Seven Tribulations Sword. At the same time, many masters invited from all over the underground palace also raised their spirits and alerted themselves.
Tap tap tap~
The sound of the bells disappeared, and the sound of footsteps began again, neither high nor low, overpowering the old voice.
boom!
The moment the footsteps disappeared, billowing air spurted out from the cave. After that, a large bronze bell vibrated violently and hit the statue in the underground palace:
"Of course it is me!"
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ps: Please give me a monthly pass, it will pass twice as fast, cough cough...