Yang Yu's eyes seemed to be out of focus, and all the words were flowing down in front of his eyes like a waterfall.
【Yang Yu】
[Number of foundation building: one...two!]
[Innate heel and foot: win, the best...the best (in the heavens of the universe and the realms of Hengsha, there are endless wins, which are rare for thousands of years, this is the best)]
Wait?
There was a moment of trance in Yang Yu's heart, and all kinds of messages came to him.
The so-called foundation building is almost like reincarnation.
Abandoning the past life and regaining a new life, the practice of the previous life turned into firewood between the two worlds and was burned by the fire.
Turn it into nutrients for tempering new life!
This was far more violent and thorough than he imagined
only……
"My practice seems to have not changed, but..."
Yang Yu was in a trance and looked towards the Cauldron of Gluttony.
[Shidu Jikuixing Yang Yu (Martial Saint)]
【Lingqi:0/)】
[Mana: None]
[Daoxing: one hundred and sixty-nine years]
【Shouyuan:(0/999)】
Just as he expected, this time traveling was like a new life, except for Taoism and supernatural powers.
His mana, spirit, and longevity were all reset.
But everything has not disappeared, but in this process, the essence has been eliminated, and all the essence has been absorbed into his heritage.
[Physique: The body of a human immortal (open to all apertures, strong muscles and bones, open mysteries, pure Qi and blood, the three elements unified, born as a martial sage, the foundation of a human immortal...)]
[Fate: Beidou Seven Kills High]
[Sixteen destiny numbers: two purple, one gold, nine red, one green, one white, one gray, one black]
[Visitors from the sky (light purple), Seal of the Heart of Heaven (light purple), Three generations of human beings (light gold), Kuixing Kickfight (light red), Thousand Years of Life (light red),
God among martial arts (light red), Immortal among men (light red), Unparalleled talent (light red),
Pure yang is not bad (light red), dragons support elephants (light red), body refining madman (light red), immortal appearance is peerless (light red), not included in the calculation (dark green),
Symbol of violent death (white), foreign visitors (grey), plagued by calamity (black)]
[Status: Freshman]
The fate has changed greatly, the destiny has changed greatly...the body of a human being, and Kuixing kicking and fighting?
"The quality of destiny has dropped, it's not the upper limit of destiny that has been raised!
Yang Prison was shocked.
All the fates that were deprived of him by the mountains and seas were put into the Purple Gourd, but there were also a few lives that were not deprived by the mountains and seas.
But there are only a few of them. At this moment, most of the fates were clearly born after entering this world!
And although the fates in the strips are only light red, their aura is heavier and deeper than the lavender fates in the mountains and seas!
There are far more masters in this world than in the Shanhai world...
"The characteristics of the Cauldron of Gluttony are like reincarnation. Therefore, this world accepts me? Fifteen lives, winning the best, etc.?"
All kinds of thoughts flashed through Yang Yu's mind before the screams from the outside world woke him up again.
"ah!"
"ah!"
"ah!
It's like a live donkey braying for spring, it's shrill, hoarse, and extremely unpleasant to hear. The pathos in it makes people feel sad when they hear it and shed tears when they see it.
"This spirit?"
The moment he came back to his senses, given Yang Yu's current state of mind, his eyes became trance-like.
…
This was not because he had received a huge shock, but because his body had never been exposed to such a strong mausoleum!
This was such an astonishing concentration of spiritual pressure that Yang Yu's pupils were shrinking violently, as if he was drunk with oxygen, and his whole body felt dizzy for a moment.
If the spiritual weapon in the world of mountains and seas is like the water in the desert under the scorching sun, then the world where it is at this moment.
It's like being in the deep sea!
Such a sharp contrast almost made him suffocate!
"It's miserable, it's miserable!"
After a long while, Yang Yu came to his senses and saw an old beggar with disheveled hair, lame legs and ragged clothes on the side of the road not far away. He kept beating the ground and cried so hard that he felt like he was mourning his concubine.
"Mother, mother..."
Li Ningyang cried miserably.
The tragic past life was surging in his heart. His mother, the daughter of a branch of the Li family, was raped by a gangster when she went out and was unbearable after giving birth to him.
The tribesmen were insulted and committed suicide in the house.
He grew up in the cold eyes of others. He finally obtained the Tao Fruit, and the ceremony was about to be completed, but he ended up like this. The only appearance worthy of praise was gone...
"Heaven, why do you treat my body so harshly? What the hell is enlightenment?
I, I might as well die, I might as well die..." Li Ningyang was so disheartened that he turned around fiercely and hit the big rock beside the road.
boom!
Yang Yu flicked it with his fingers, only to feel that his energy was several times stronger than when he was in the mountains and seas. He originally wanted to flick it away, but he didn't want to flick it up from the ground and fly several feet away.
"you you……"
As soon as Li Ningyang fell, blood spurted out from his mouth. He burst into tears and was extremely sad and angry.
You, please kill me" "..."
Yang Yu was silent.
His five senses were already incomparable to those of ordinary people. Even when he was in a coma, he was not completely ignorant of the outside world. When he thought about it for a moment, he knew what had happened.
This person's ritual is to collect the dead body and move it to another house?
Yang Prison changed his mind, but he really didn't want to listen to the screams of crying and screaming, so he reprimanded:
"Why are you crying?"
"Why are you crying..."
Looking at the young man Li Ningyang, who is as handsome as a god descending from heaven, his heart almost breaks:
"You don't know why I'm crying..."
"What do you care about being ugly, a dignified seven-foot man? If you achieve something in the future, who would dare to laugh at your ugliness?"
Yang Yu frowned.
The Longquan world has been inherited for millions of years. Although the languages of the various places are different, they are very similar. Yang Yu learned the language from Jiang Xiazi, so there is no obstacle to natural communication.
"ah……"
Hearing the scolding, Li Ningyang was stunned for a moment, then looked at his broken leg and felt like crying but had no tears to shed.
"Hey, there are still seven feet, only five and a half feet left...
"...Then you keep crying."
Yang Yu was not very good at comforting people, so he was too lazy to do so now. He stood up slowly and looked at this new world.
I just feel that everywhere is new, everywhere is wide, and everywhere is comfortable.
Under the overly strong spiritual music, the trees and even the insects here are much larger than those in the mountains and seas, and the roars of beasts coming from the mountains in the distance are even louder.
When you are here, it seems that you can touch the spiritual pressure just by stretching out your hand. This is simply a holy place for spiritual practice.
…
"There is crying ahead, go and have a look!"
Suddenly, Li Ningyang's crying stopped and he struggled to hide behind the big rock. The sound of rapid footsteps came from outside the forest.
More than a dozen knights came on horseback and rushed here, looking around with serious expressions.
"senior……"
Li Ningyang wanted to remind him, but he couldn't do it in time. He had to carefully lower his body, completely forgetting that he was no longer the same person as before.
But what surprised him was that these powerful guardians of the Li family came on horseback and left after looking for him in a hurry.
It seems that this senior who is like a god descending from heaven has not been seen at all...
"these people?"
Yang Yu was a little curious.
Although these knights do not have the aura of Taoist magic, they do have spiritual pressure or fluctuations in mana.
"This is the Li family's strongman..."
Dragging his lame leg, Li Ningyang could not hide his sadness, but he still responded in a hoarse voice:
"The Li family is not a small family in Weishan Mansion.
In addition to Li Zhongping, the leader of the ten capitals, there are more than a hundred strong men in the clan.
It is said that the refining methods of these warriors are the secret methods that the first ancestor of the Li family obtained from the Cangjiang Sect..."
"Rikishi..."
Yang Yu thought for a while and found something similar in the information left by Jiang Xiazi.
"Tao soldiers?"
"Tao, Tao soldiers?"
Hearing these words, Li Ningyang was shocked. The so-called strongmen are just the guardians who select young men with strong muscles and bones and use secret methods to train them to make them strong and strong.
But the Dao soldiers are the legendary soldiers who protect the Dao from those great sects.
According to legend, to refine a true Taoist soldier requires countless treasures, and also requires various Taoist fruits. Once refined, it is one of the most ferocious killing tools.
"Rikishi, Dao soldiers..."
Yang Yu was a little interested, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just said:
"A certain family needs you to be their guide for a few days, what do you think?"
…good.
Li Ningyang shook his head blankly, then nodded again.
At this moment, although he had no intention of dying, he was also at a loss, not knowing where to go or what to do.
He originally wanted to leave the Li family and go to the legendary Immortal Mountain to become a disciple, but now this body...
Li Ningyang was walking with a limp, but Yang Yu couldn't get used to it. He turned his palm over, took out an iron rod from the mustard seed space, twisted it hard, made it into an iron crutch, and handed it to him:
"Take it."
"M-thank you..."
Li Ningyang took it with a wry smile, and just as he was about to speak, Yang Yu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"Huh?"
The Celestial Eye is like a fish in water in this world. Wherever it can see, it can see wisps of energy floating from the bonfire that has not been completely extinguished.
It gathered on the beggar's body. At first, it was just pure white, but in an instant, it actually had a hint of green.
The moment Yang Yu opened his eyes, he saw the old beggar, or Li Ningyang's fate.
It originally had no destiny at all, and its destiny was all white and gray except for the faint red that comes with the Tao Fruit.
But at this moment, his fate was changing drastically. In the end, a ray of purple was brewing.
However, the purple intention has not been completely condensed, and it seems that there is still something missing.
"This is?"
Yang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.
Of course, destiny is not static. Chances, choices, and fate may change your destiny.
But he has never seen anything so outrageous. White is considered the lowest destiny, and purple is the most precious, but the purple destiny in different worlds is also different.
The color of destiny is not compared with heaven and earth, but with all living beings in heaven and earth.
Therefore, the purple life of the mountains and seas turns into light red when they reach this place. This is because the heavenly changes in this world have lasted for a hundred thousand years, and they are almost like ancient times.
The one here is made of albino purple?
This is simply more terrifying than transforming into an immortal!
"No wonder the ritual can attract me. I'm afraid this person's luck is not small..."