Chapter 887 Yinghuo Shouxin, the great emperor will appear!
"This is a world that has almost been divided up..."
——After looking through many ingredients and comparing them with all the information Jiang Xiazi obtained, Yang Yu couldn't help but have such an idea in his mind.
Different from the disorder in the world of mountains and seas, this powerful and prosperous world of immortality has a strict hierarchy and a complete system that is almost as good as the previous world.
The difference is that in the previous life, everyone needed to be registered, but in this life, it is only limited to the masters of magical powers in the ten capitals and above.
As for those below ten capitals...
"If you don't include it in the Illustrated Catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals, you're all just ants. But if you include it in the Illustrated Catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals..."
After chewing on these words, Yang Yu's heart sank slightly.
The Illustrated Book of Ten Thousand Immortals is the supreme Xuantian spiritual treasure held by the four sects, namely the leader of the Immortal Path, the Wanshi Celestial Sect, the Nirvana Temple, the leader of Buddhism, the Lion God Leader, the leader of the demon path, and the Tianli Sect, the leader of the demonic path!
Its energy connects the heaven and the earth, almost like an ancient heavenly book.
According to legend, all living beings in this world, as long as they are promoted to the Ten Capital Lords, will be captured by them, and then,
He circulated the news to all sects and ordered them to record their names.
Anyone who disobeys will be cast into the ranks of evil demons and heretics.
"Fortunately, you can only notice it when you are promoted to the Ten Capitals. Otherwise, I might have been exposed the moment I entered this place?"
At this moment, Yang Yu truly realized the danger of traveling through all realms.
But when I think about it, it feels normal.
After all, even if many Wanfa practitioners were protected by the Xuantian spiritual treasure of Wanfa Tower, they were almost wiped out by Lu Chen.
This is the information he obtained from Jiang Xiazi after the Battle of Fangcun Mountain...
"We have to solve the problem of black households..."
Yang Prison said to himself.
His promotion was not in the Longquan world, and he was not afraid of being captured by the Ten Thousand Immortals Picture Book. However, in the Longquan world where this sect ruled the world, if he did not record his name, he would be like a gangster with no identity in his previous life. Not only would it be difficult to move, but he could
Said it was very restricted.
As his mind turned, Yang Yu's mind fell on the only Shidu-level ingredient he obtained this time.
What you can see on paper is ultimately shallow, but you still have to experience it yourself.
[Ingredients: Yuan Daoren’s last writings]
[Level: Shidu]
[Quality: Poor (lower)]
[Evaluation: After a short period of luck, the fruit of the Tao was obtained, but the search for the Tao in all directions came to nothing. How sad and sad...]
[If you take it, you will get: the skill "One Yang Gong", the ten-level god "Swallowing Mist", the Taoist skill "Walking Clouds and Distributing Rain", "Escape from the Earth..."
[The probability of taking it is: the skill "Nine Yang Jue"...]
[The Cauldron of Gluttony is fully charged]
【Refining or not?】
"Refining!"
A faint white mist rose in front of Yang Yu's eyes, flowing and intertwining, turning into various images. The life of a seeker unfolded before his eyes.
After retrieving the cauldron cover, when refining the ingredients, Yang Yu does not have to enter in person, but can choose the refining method independently.
But at this moment, he did not choose to enter in person right away.
Ingredients, after all, are the purest collection of a person's spiritual will, and refining them will ultimately have an impact on him.
In the white mist, scenes intertwined.
That's a lackluster story.
This is the story of a young man named Yuan who was born into a poor family. During one of his mining trips in the mountains, he luckily received a Taoist fruit and then embarked on the road to immortality and Buddhism...
Yang Yu watched quietly.
Watching him obtain the Taoist Fruit and cultivate the magical power of spitting mist, watching him be high-spirited and searching for immortals to visit the Tao, watching him go through all kinds of hardships to seek immortality "Cangjiang Gate".
Then……
"Come on, why don't you come and become a disciple?"
Before he entered the mountain gate, or even reached the fairy mountain, the laughter coming from the void had already knocked him out like a heavy hammer.
From then on, Taoist Yuan was deeply hit. He returned to Shaishan Mansion and made a living by transporting goods for the big family, picking elixirs, and working in the mines. Finally, more than a hundred years later, he was lucky enough to be promoted to Jin Dynasty.
Promoted to ten capitals.
At that time, he was approaching the end of his life...
"This is it!"
Yang Yu's eyes flickered, and he immediately took a step forward and entered the fantasy world of ingredients.
Buzz~
In an instant, the surrounding scenes became extremely vivid, as if traveling through time and space again. The surroundings were so real that even Yang Yu at this moment could not detect the slightest falsehood.
"Congratulations to my fellow Taoist for being promoted to the Ten Capitals. Since then, he has shed his mortal body and can enjoy freedom..."
In the magnificent hall, a Taoist held his hand:
"After registering as Ten Thousand Immortals, Taoist friends can choose one skill and two Tao methods to practice in the city lord's palace. This is the only opportunity for us casual cultivators to obtain the skills and Tao methods, so we must seize it!
Taoist Yuan was obedient, and when he raised his head again, his eyes had become profound, and Yang Yu entered in person.
The two worlds are different.
The world of Longquan is governed by sects. From the royal family down, the lords of many big cities are personally determined by the ruling sect.
In the same way, the city lord's palace is like the branch of the sect. It can not only record names on your behalf, but also has a library.
Across the door, the library is so vast, with all kinds of bookshelves that you can't even see the end of.
Among them, most of them are the records of the watchmen recording the major and minor events in the city, and there are also some skills.
This technique is not a martial arts technique, nor is it a secret technique like the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques, but a method of cultivating magic power.
Magical power is transformed by one's own divine will and spiritual softness. It is necessary to activate magical powers and Taoism.
In fact, the magical power masters under the Shidu are not recognized as magical power masters in Longquan.
The reason lies in the inability to practice magic power.
Without mana, one can naturally activate magical powers, but it will consume one's own physical strength and divine will. If the activation is too harsh, it will even consume potential and lifespan.
Just like Feng Wushuang who was forced to "return to wind and fire" many years ago and grew old in a day.
Only mana can activate the power of magical powers and Taoism to its fullest. Powerful exercises can even increase the power of magical powers and Taoism.
According to legend, the secret method of suppressing the sect of the Holy Land sect can not only elevate the level of magical power, but also activate the super power several times its original power.
It also possesses all kinds of incredible powers.
Not like a supernatural power, but almost a supernatural power.
"It seems that the exploration of the essence of supernatural powers is the same whether it is mountains and seas, dragon springs, or ancient times..."
Looking at the dazzling array of books, Yang Yu thought to himself.
Whether it is Shidu, Jiuyao, or even an ancient great god, there are limits to the magical powers that they can practice.
And this also forces many magical power masters to embark on the path of researching magical powers...
Magical weapons, Taoism, formations, talismans, secret techniques, and even martial arts are all like this at their root.
The difference is that the Shanhai Realm takes a shortcut by digging into the physical body, while the Longquan Realm focuses on mana.
"This one-yang skill is the most righteous and peaceful. In recent years, Taoists have chosen this skill more often. What do you think?"
The Taoist walked in front of him and pulled out a secret book:
"Fellow Taoist, please don't think that this martial art is ordinary. It is said that if you practice it to perfection, you can realize the Nine Suns Technique. That's a secret!"
That's really nice...
Yang Prison cursed in his heart.
The skills in this world are divided into five levels, from low to high, namely Jue, Dharma, Code, Sutra, and Tao.
He also didn't expect that Taoist Yuan's Yiyang Gong was not even a tactic...
"Jue, it is already the only method that we and other casual cultivators can access. If it goes beyond this level..."
The Taoist smiled coldly, but didn't say much. He just handed the secret book to Yang Yu:
"This is the catalog of this skill. You can browse through it once or twice. If you select it, after Pindao registers, the catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals will be passed to you according to the real name of the fellow Taoist..."
"According to the real name, transmitted through the air?"
Yang Yu couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, but this was something he didn't know before.
"The law is not taught without a name. This is a sect prohibition. No matter who it is, everyone must abide by it..."
The man said:
"Fellow Taoists have learned Yiyang Gong, but they must not spread it to others. All those who practice Yiyang Gong are recorded in the Illustrated Records of Ten Thousand Immortals. If there is any spread of it, it will be a great disaster that will spread to eighteen generations.
Remember, remember..."
Click~
Yang Yu took a step back, and the scene in front of him shattered and disappeared.
The refining of ingredients is far simpler than recipes. It can even be said that as long as it is refined, everything can be done.
Even if Yang Yu did not continue to refine it, he still refined the Yi Yang Kung.
This thin ancient scroll not only records Yiyang Gong, but also Taoist Yuan's decades of practice experience.
It’s just that I can’t learn.
The various sects with the Wanshi Tian Sect, Nirvana Temple, Lion God Territory, and Tianli Sect as the core have actually blocked the practice to the extreme.
In comparison, the world of mountains and seas, and even the so-called information blockade in previous lives, appear too weak.
No matter if you are coerced or lured, or even your soul is stolen, once the skill is leaked, your whole family will be wiped out!
Even if it is leaked after your death, it will be traced back eighteen generations!
"This is called monopoly."
Yang Prison sighed a little.
Under such strict regulations, few people dare to reveal the method of practice, even if they die, they dare not reveal anything.
Even if he acquires this Yiyang Kung at this moment, if he practices it, it will affect Taoist Yuan's descendants, clan, relatives and friends.
but……
"I wonder if the Jiutian Killer Child has anything with him..."
Yang Yu's mind wandered and he began to read about this Yiyang Skill.
Although he can't learn, it doesn't stop him from seeing.
He really wasn't interested in a method that wasn't even a "tactic". In contrast, he wanted to know the core of these techniques and the thoughts of the creators.
"Huh?"
As he flipped through it, Yang Yu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and saw something familiar.
"Absorbing Qi to change? Why is it similar to the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques?"...
Yang Yu was a little surprised.
This Yiyang Gong is actually very simple. If you read it casually, Yang Yu can capture the core of it.
Even if you are angry!
This method is somewhat similar to the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills, but different.
The practice of the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills lies in absorbing all kinds of qi and cultivating the corresponding changes after breaking through the tribulation.
This Yang Gong draws Qi into the body and changes the characteristics of one's own magic power, thereby increasing the power of Taoism and magical powers.
Of course, compared with breaking the tribulation of the Eighty-nine Mysterious Techniques, the latter is much simpler, but it also seems extremely troublesome.
It took Taoist Yuan more than 20 years from visualizing the flames to drawing Qi into the body, and until his death, he was not able to fully master this Yi Yang Kung Fu.
The effect was just to make the mist he spit out feel a little more hot...
"Is this so-called skill that simple?"
Yang Prison's eyes couldn't help but light up:
"If that's the case, it's not difficult for me to create martial arts. However, without proof, I still have to collect more martial arts to compare..."
…
…
The three-round full moon hangs high on the top of the sea of clouds, overlooking the heaven and earth. Its light falls not only on the Nanling Mountains and the Western Desert, but also on the Northern Territory and the mountains of the Eastern Wilderness.
Also accompanied by starlight falling into the endless ocean.
In the night, the world is dark, and the boundless sea is even more dark and terrifying.
But near the sea in the Eastern Wasteland, on the top of a fairy mountain, there seemed to be a great sun standing there forever, its rays of light illuminating the nearby sea and the land.
Woo~
The undercurrents of the deep sea surged, as if a huge sea beast poked its head out. The moment it touched the sun-like light, it let out a wail and sank into the seabed.
It roared angrily, but with endless fear.
There is no sun on the top of the mountains, but the golden palaces there seem to be more brilliant and terrifying than the sun.
At the end of the Eastern Wasteland, in front of the endless sea, sits the Great Sun Golden Palace, one of the three sects of immortality.
"hold head high!"
At a certain moment, an angry and shrill dragon roar resounded in the sea area.
Boom!
The sea shook, the waves exploded, and a green and black evil dragon rose up from the abyss, groaning in anger and struggling with all its strength.
But he was still dragged by an extremely thin fishing line and flew into the clouds.
"Haha, I finally caught it!"
In the sea of clouds at night, a loud laugh came out. A slovenly old man took back his fishing rod. He reached forward with his fingers and grabbed it casually.
The dragon, which was more than thirty feet long, was held in his palm like a loach.
"It's getting harder and harder to catch the descendants of the old dragon in the vast sea. The plague-stricken loach has swallowed my medicine for half a year!"
After muttering, the old man was about to continue placing bait when he suddenly heard a loud bell ringing in the distance.
"Golden Bell? Which immortal has come?"
The old Taoist frowned slightly, and a flying sword came across the sky and landed in front of him, signaling:
"Senior brother Chiyang, my uncle is here, come back quickly!"
"Uncle Jiutian?"
Old Taoist Chiyang's eyelids trembled slightly, but he didn't see any movement. Ripples appeared in the sky, and in just a moment, he entered the Great Sun Golden Palace.
Buzz~
The golden light like a waterfall fell from the sky, and Jiutian Shatong stepped out and landed in the golden palace.
"Master-uncle!"…
In the Golden Palace, all the old Taoists bowed their heads.
"Have any major events happened in recent years?"
The white clothes were flying, Jiutian killed the boy without reminiscing about the past, and asked in a deep voice.
"event?"
Several experienced Taoists looked at each other, and it was Taoist Chiyang who spoke:
"Over the past thousand years, the calamity between heaven and earth has become increasingly intense, and it is suspected that something will happen. However, so far, the world is peaceful and nothing major has happened..."
"oh?"
Jiutian Shatong looked at another old Taoist
"Lieyang, you are the eyes and ears of the sect, come and speak."
"The period of breaking the limit of ten thousand years is about to pass. Over the past thousand years, each family has produced several geniuses who were born with the great destiny. Perhaps this is the reason why the calamity in the world is getting more and more serious?"
Lieyang Taoist shook his fly whisk lightly and answered.
"The sky and the sea are not open, and the limit is only broken by nine. How can there be any chance of breaking the limit?"
Jiutian Shatong made a cold sound and was about to speak when he heard a sound of surprise coming from outside.
Buzz!
The golden bell hanging high on the top of the Golden Palace rang again. Everyone inside and outside the Golden Palace changed their expressions and looked towards the sky.
All three bright moons were seen were shining in red light, and in the sea of stars, a big red star shone brightly in the distance.
"Yinghuo Shouxin?!"
The air waves surged, and there was an uproar in the Great Sun Golden Palace. Soon, the uproar spread out of the Golden Palace and beyond the mountain gate.
"Firefly guarding the heart, a chance to break the limit?!"
"Emperor Longquan himself said that the number of people who can break the limit of Longquan is nine. How could it be possible?! Could it be that the sea of heaven is about to open?"
"Misfortune, catastrophe! No wonder the calamity between heaven and earth has become deeper, and the opportunity to break the limit has reappeared in the world?!"
"How is it possible that there is still a chance to break the limit? Could it be that Tianhai is about to open? This is impossible?!"
…
It was almost an instant.
The Eastern Wasteland, the Endless Sea, Lingnan, the Western Desert, the Northern Territory, the islands in the endless ocean, and even the void all have will fluctuations.
The whole world is boiling.
The month of March is completely red, and the glowing red light appears. This is not only seen by many powerful people, but everyone in the world can see it.
"Yinghuo Shouxin, the emperor is coming?!"
Li Ningyang, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up.
Carrying two big noses, I ran to the window and saw that the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of red light.
"Huh?"
While half asleep and half awake, Yang Yu's heart suddenly shook, and he looked at the broken knife that was glowing faintly in the Cauldron of Gluttony in disbelief: