Chapter 837 Dayue Blessed Land, Five Hundred Spirit Officials!
All things have spirit and can achieve enlightenment.
Yang Yu had seen similar words in countless ancient books. According to legend, there was even a divine stone that gave birth to a race.
But it was the first time for him to see the magic weapon become a spirit.
only
‘I encountered a treasure on the roadside, a legendary thing happened to me again? Is this the remnant of the old man’s magical power, or am I just too lucky?
Playing with this elastic little thing, not to mention kneading it a few times, he felt much better.
only……
"Will the sacrifice suffer backlash and curse?"
Yang Yu thought slightly in his heart, and a wisp of spiritual energy came out from his fingertips.
Snapped!
The deflated little toad expanded back in an instant, opened its mouth wide, and swallowed the ray of spiritual energy into its belly.
"Why, don't you pretend to be dead?"
Yang Yukou spat out the text.
After so many years, he has gained an extremely deep grasp of Taoist texts, and he can pick them up at his fingertips except for very rare and lost words.
"You humble...mortal, how dare you blaspheme the gods!"
The three-legged golden toad had a fierce look, its cheeks were fluttering, and it wanted to spit out something, but in the end only a puff of white smoke came out:
"Quack!"
"..."
The air seemed to suddenly become quiet, and the three-legged golden toad froze completely.
"Why didn't you vomit?"
Yang Yu sneered.
The three-legged golden toad was in extremely poor condition, almost on the verge of starving to death, and could not spit out its saliva.
"Mortal, mortal..."
The three-legged golden cicada's cheeks bulged out, its small red eyes rolled around, and it said in a loud voice:
"If you offer enough spiritual saliva, this god will exempt you from the crime of blasphemy. If not, if not..."
"how?"
Yang Yu used his five fingers to exert force, and with a "pop" sound, he flattened the little thing again, and faint white smoke was squeezed out of his mouth:
"Quack!"
The three-legged golden toad was furious:
"Mortal, you..."
"Quack!"
"mortal!"
"Quack!"
"Fan..."
"Quack!"
…
Yang Yu was very patient, flattening and rounding the little thing again and again, until the little thing couldn't even breathe out, and then he stopped:
"Go on."
"you……"
With his tongue hanging out and spots as big as a copper coin trembling all over his body, the three-legged golden toad was extremely angry, but he didn't dare to say any more evil words.
"Quack!"
The next moment, it was crushed again.
The toad was furious:
"Why?!"
"It's easy to pinch."
Yang Yu smiled and pinched again.
"Quack!"
This time, the little thing stopped breathing at all and became soft, like a big yellow lump of snot.
At this time, Yang Yu spoke slowly and told the origin of this little thing:
"Three-legged golden toad seal with red eyes, carrying 'attracting wealth and bringing in treasures', 'faking death', and two divine seeds. Due to fate, they will avoid disaster and develop spiritual wisdom, right?"
"you?"
The three-legged golden toad shuddered and reacted:
"Your magical power? Cave viewing, searching for secrets, observing luck... accessing the secluded world? Or..."
"Huh?"
Listening to the toad naming dozens of magical powers, including Tongyou, Yang Prison couldn't help but be a little surprised:
"You little guy, you are quite knowledgeable, aren't you?"
“Asshole!”…
The little toad was furious again:
"When our ancestors were awakened, the eighteen generations of your grandfather, grandfather, grandmother, and grandfather were not even born yet. How dare you...
Quack!”
"Do you really think Yang can't kill you?"
Yang Yu's expression darkened, and without waiting for the three-legged golden toad to respond, he flicked his wrist again, activating the Metal Refining Body.
Although this golden cicada has become a spirit, it is still not flesh and blood. It is still the essence of Dao Fruit and various metals. It has been promoted to the second level of the Metal Refining Body, so it can be restrained.
"The immortal body of our ancestors,
You...ah?!"
The shrill scream almost burst Yang Yu's eardrums. The sound made by this fist-sized toad was actually louder than the blood dragon:
"What kind of magical power is this?!"
The three-legged golden toad screamed, horrified to the extreme.
Of course, he did not believe that the mortal who had humiliated him many times before him had the ability to destroy him. His body was far beyond what such an inexperienced mortal could destroy.
However, at this moment, the pain coming from the soul made it scream uncontrollably, and its origin was disappearing.
"Spare your life! Spare your life!"
Sensing the huge threat, the little toad gave in immediately. When Yang Yu let go of his hand, the little toad, which was as big as a fist, had shrunk by less than half.
A pair of red eyes the size of mung beans were faintly blue.
"Spare your life!"
Sensing Yang Yu's eyes, the little guy trembled again. Even though he was furious, he no longer dared to say dirty words.
"I ask, you answer."
Seeing that the little guy was submissive, Yang Yu flicked his fingers, and the clouds of golden mist returned and submerged into his body.
This is the essence of gold and iron he drew from the toad.
"……answer."
The three-legged golden toad trembled, and his heart was already half cold. How could the magical power of the person in front of him just restrain him?
"Who built this temple?"
"This Temple of the Patriarch of Conquering Demons was not built in Dayue Blessed Land, but a wild temple built by my master. Therefore, after the great catastrophe came, it became the only temple of Patriarch of Conquering Demons that was not destroyed."
People had to lower their heads under the eaves, and the little toad pinched its nose and endured it, talking angrily about the origin of this ancient temple.
Before ancient times, immortals and gods lived in the world, and the divine court was in charge of the courts of the heavens and ruled over the gods, demons, immortals, demons and Buddhas in all directions.
No one is allowed to build a temple privately without permission. Those who disobey will be killed and their souls will be cast into the eighteenth level of the underworld.
This ancient temple was quietly built by a disciple of the ‘Great Yue Blessed Land’ passed down by Jiutiandang Demon Patriarch, who was kicked out of the gate.
Not long after its establishment, the great disaster came.
Almost overnight, countless demon-conquering ancestor temples all over the world collapsed, but this private temple survived.
"How did you survive the catastrophe?"
Yang Yu nodded slightly and asked again.
He has dreamed back to ancient times more than once. Although he has never come into contact with the great gods in the legend, he can still get a glimpse of them from the scattered traces.
Under the catastrophe, even the divine palace will collapse and shatter. It is outrageously difficult to survive the catastrophe.
According to the ancient classics, Qi is the foundation of the Great Dao. If one Qi disappears, nine Qi will be dispersed and all things will disintegrate. No gods, demons or immortals will be an exception.
This is true for people, and so is the magic weapon...
This is evident from the hardships faced by successive generations of the Taiyi Sect’s sect leaders.
He was quite curious as to how the three-legged golden cicada survived.
"...is the master."
The three-legged golden toad was silent for a moment, as if he had recalled something and felt a little depressed:
"The great calamity has come, the stars have withered, the divine palace has collapsed, and the temples of the gods and Buddhas have been shattered one by one..."
The master hated the Patriarch of Immortals and Demons for some reason, but he was still worried. Finally one day, he couldn't bear it anymore and broke through the barrier to pursue the Patriarch of Conquering Demons..."
The little toad was in a low mood, and its voice was slightly trembling, but from between the lines, Yang Yu could sense its resentment towards the master who conquered the demons.
Is he resentful of his owner for abandoning him?
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly, but he did not interrupt, listening to him continue to mention that ancient mysteries, just a few words, are precious.
"Before leaving, the master left all the treasures to me, together with the small cave he asked for...
Let me wait for him here..."
The three-legged golden toad's cheeks couldn't help but bulge, and his mood became more and more depressed:
"He may not come back..."
Next, the little toad answered all questions and was very cooperative. It was completely different from the previous toad. Yang Yu had some doubts, but he still asked questions one by one.
I don’t know how many years this toad has existed in the world, but the magic weapon is different from human beings. Its roots are divine seed and gold and iron, and it can last forever in the world.
Of course, this is also related to the small cave left by its owner.
No matter how small the cave is, it is still a cave. The spiritual energy within may not be able to support the existence of a fairy and demon, but it can allow this magic weapon to survive endless years.
And it was more than a thousand years ago that he woke up from silence...
"...Invisible pulling forces caused the master's small cave to descend into this world... but no one could notice it. No, more than a thousand years ago, an old Taoist came to the temple and offered incense..."
The little toad's cheeks puffed up:
"The old Taoist may not be as good as you in practice, or he may be too careful. No matter what you do, I won't give you guidance..."
Sloppy Taoist...
Yang Yu knew it in his heart.
Thousands of miles away, he naturally couldn't hear what Yu Baimei was saying, but after thinking about it for a moment, he understood most of it.
That old Taoist must be a sloppy Taoist, and he also noticed something strange about this ancient temple, but he didn't get close.
For some unknown reason, the little toad tells everything he knows. Sometimes Yang Yu doesn't even ask, but he tells it and reveals a lot of things.
Finally, it expressed its desire:
"Fan...as long as you take me out, ancestor...I can help you embark on the path to immortality and Buddha, the path to immortality!
It will also allow you to find magic weapons left behind by ancient gods and demons!”
This, is its purpose?
Yang Yu was not surprised, but he also had some doubts. Even though this little toad had been sleeping before, it had been more than a thousand years since he woke up, and he didn't look like he had a city...
The intelligence of magic weapon spirits is so low?
"Okay, I promise you."
Yang Yu agreed wholeheartedly.
He was not planning to practice this three-legged golden toad, because more magic weapons were never better.
Any magic weapon needs to be nourished by spiritual energy, and even if it is the ten masters, the amount of spiritual energy they can absorb is limited.
Even with the support of the spiritual energy in the Blue Water Cold Pond Picture, he has already reached his limit in caring for the acquired human seed bag and golden dragon shears.
Not to mention, Yi Tongyou saw the disadvantages of Ji Lian, the little toad...
But he will never let go of this treasure. Not to mention its ability to attract wealth, the mere spirit of the magic weapon, which has been passed down from ancient times, is enough for him to cherish and value it.
The little toad was immediately overjoyed and croaked several times, while Yang Yu pretended not to care and asked:
"By the way, what do you call your master?"
In the joy of seeing the light of day again, the little toad was unprepared and blurted out:
"My master was once one of the five hundred spiritual officials under the command of the Patriarch of Conquering Demons. He had vast supernatural powers, boundless magic power, and was known as the king..."
The words stopped abruptly.
The little toad's cheeks puffed up, and anger flashed in the mung bean eyes:
"You asked me what my master's name was, and what he wanted it to be."
Spirit officer?
Surnamed Wang?
Yang Yu's heart moved, and then he smiled, grabbed the little toad in his hand, and turned around, except for this tiny cave: