Chapter 932 Re-entering the realm of Nine-Nine Mysterious Skills
How difficult is it to open a path first?
Without any guidance, one can imagine how difficult it is to create something from scratch and create a realm that has never existed in the world.
Even Yang Yu, who had practiced martial arts to the pinnacle of ancient and modern times ten years ago, still found it difficult to move forward.
Because there is no way forward and nothing to compare with, but the possibilities are endless.
He doesn't know where the real path is, he only knows that one wrong move can lead to everything going wrong.
In the following days, except for receiving all kinds of gold, iron, and black stones sent by Han Xuantong, Yang Yu hardly left home.
Han Xuantong, who was backed by the imperial court, was extremely powerful. If he could afford the price, a large amount of gold, iron, black stones, etc. would be sent to Yang Yu's yard almost every day.
Naturally, he will not reject anyone who comes, and will swallow them up to supplement the "Yuanci Five Elements Mountain".
The benefits of gathering together for practice are reflected at this time.
There are mountains and seas of gold, iron, and black stones. If no one else provided them, Yang Yu asked himself that even if he was running around day and night, he would not be able to collect so many resources in several years and decades.
Under the infusion of massive resources, Yuanci Five Elements Mountain has become more and more magical, and silently, it has approached the realm of middle-grade magic weapons.
However, nourishing the Five Elements Mountain of Yuanci only consumed Yang Yu's thoughts, and most of his thoughts were devoted to himself.
Regarding the realm above the Martial Saint, Yang Yu has thought about it more than once in more than ten years, but it is still a little short of a complete system.
"Thirteen blood exchanges, five levels of foundation building, four steps of martial arts, the unity of spirit and flesh... The foundation of martial arts lies in the essence, energy and spirit. If the three elements are unified into one, we can have a closer look at the martial arts saint. When the spirit and flesh are integrated, we can become human and immortal...
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"In the realm of mountains and seas, there are very few spiritual beings, so a man as talented as Prince Zhao can only be trapped here, because this leap is far greater and more violent than he imagined..."
"The way of immortality is by no means a trivial way. Lu Chen must have noticed it before, otherwise, he wouldn't be so obsessed with it..."
"Derived from flesh and blood, perhaps, it is the first realm of human immortality?"
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The union of soul and body is by no means an easy thing.
The number of particles in the human body is measured in jingzhao. To master all the particles and mobilize them to integrate with spiritual wisdom, the difficulty involved is so great that Yang Yu could not have imagined it before reaching this step.
"call!"
Yang Yu closed his eyes and looked inside his body.
In his body, the pale golden blood flows slowly, drop by drop as transparent as pearls, which contains extremely powerful power.
His lifelong practice lies in this.
At this moment, every drop of blood flowing in his body is comparable to a blood-transforming pill. Once swallowed, an ordinary person can be reborn.
Unlike Immortal Dao, Martial Dao is rooted in oneself, and his blood and flesh contain the essence of his decades of practice.
Buzz buzz~~~
The silvery magnetic energy flows like water, nourishing every drop of flesh and blood. As it flows and intertwines, the body is filled with silver.
Yang Yu's mind was wandering and he was sensing.
Tendons, bones, flesh, blood, marrow...
An extremely complicated meridian diagram of the human body clearly reflected in his mind.
Yang Yu concentrated on it and could feel the trembling of every inch of his flesh and blood, the dilation of blood vessels, the flow and digestion of spiritual energy in the acupoints...
His body is constantly digesting mana and even spiritual energy at a slow but firm speed!
And his body, during this process, slowly but seemingly endlessly became stronger...
Tick tock!
Within the dantian, the Yuanci Five Elements Mountain trembled gently.
The extremely pure magnetic energy drips down drop by drop, and finally penetrates into every detail of the body.
The whole process was so smooth and complete that Yang Yu didn't even need to intervene.
only……
"If there is no interference from the 'big medicine' and only the nourishment by magic power, it will take at least one hundred and twenty years to truly complete the integration of spirit and body!"
Yang Yu is naturally very clear about his own cultivation progress.
Of course, his understanding of the unity of spirit and body is completely different from Zhang Xuanba's understanding.
For Zhang Xuanba, the integration of spirit and body is just a process, and further exploring and exploring one's own divine treasures is the realm of immortality in his mind.
But for Yang Yu, by controlling his own particles, any drop of flesh and blood can contain his own complete spiritual wisdom and aura. This is the unity of spirit and flesh, the realm of immortality.
The two are the same but different, but they are both derived from thoughts about the way of human beings and immortals based on themselves and the environment.
"There is no conflict between what Prince Zhao and I have learned. The two may complement each other..."
Yang Yu meditated, thought, and pondered.
Walking on thin ice is like walking on thin ice. He takes every step very carefully. He tries it over and over again and only tries it personally after careful consideration.
"Jiu Yao also has various steps. The road to human immortality may also be divided into several steps. Perhaps, in the process of completely controlling one's own particles, various 'divine treasures' can be opened up..."
"According to what Prince Zhao said, if you can find a divine treasure, you can become an immortal..."
"The divine treasure, the acupoints, the unity of spirit and body..."
Buzz~
As Yang Yu's mind was spinning, a faint buzzing sound suddenly sounded in his heart.
This is……
"Fluctuations in the Nine-Nine Mysterious Gong Realm?"
Yang Prison was shocked.
Through the mysterious induction, he could even clearly detect Yang Jian's breath and voice:
"elder brother!"
Is this okay?
Yang Yu was a little stunned, but he did not refuse Yang Jian's call.
Only a part of his mind was left unattended, and his mind followed the mysterious induction and entered the Nine-Nine Mysterious Gong realm again.
This process is the same as before, as if the distance between him and the Nine-Nine Mysterious Gong Realm has not changed in any way because of the change of world!
Buzz!
It seemed that an invisible barrier had been broken through, and Yang Yu seemed to hear that desolate and vague sigh again.
That is an extremely ancient Taoist text.
"If the saint... does not die, there will be no more big... thieves!"
But this time, he clearly felt the vague sighing sound, and even faintly saw an old Taoist sighing with his face covered under the starry sky.
'It's not Taoist Yuyu...'
Whoosh!
In less than an instant, Yang Yu had woken up from that antique hut again.
And from the bottom of his heart, Yang Jian's excited voice also came:
"Brother, are you okay?"
"fine."
Yang Yu's heart trembled, and Yang Jian's voice and smile appeared in front of his eyes.
"elder brother!"
Somewhere in the mountain and sea boundary, in the northwest Daocheng, in the backyard of the palace, Yang Jian, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly stood up.
The year of Longquan, the realm of mountains and seas, actually only lasted more than ten days.
After passing through the realm of Xuan Gong, the two brothers met across the realm, and Yang Jian excitedly talked about what happened after he left.
Actually, not much has changed.
After Yang Yu left, Yang Jian took charge of the power, but he had no interest in trivial matters and was unwilling to decentralize power. He would not leave the northwest.
Qin Lihu and Wang Muzhi were very busy. After clearing away the turmoil caused by Yang Yu's departure...
"Sister-in-law, she misses you very much..."
"When I get familiar with this place, maybe I can take you here to practice."
Yang Yu felt warm in his heart.
Through this mysterious induction, he seemed to be able to sense the world of mountains and seas, as well as the familiar aura of the northwest road.
In the realm of mountains and seas, he has been gone for more than ten days, and has not changed much.
"What does the Longquan world look like?"
Yang Jian was very curious.
He had no choice but to take over his brother's job and became emperor, but he really had no interest in these trivial matters.
If he couldn't resist it, he would have wanted to leave by himself.
Hearing what Yang Yu said at this moment, a great yearning suddenly arose in his heart.
"The spiritual energy is very strong..."
Yang Yu thought about it and really didn't know how to talk about it.
In terms of Lingqi alone, Longquan Realm is naturally an excellent place, but if it is said to be good, it is far from being a good place.
"Isn't the rich spiritual energy enough?"
Yang Jian sighed.
He suffered from the lack of spiritual energy, and at a young age, he already felt the feeling of being unable to make progress.
"When I settle down, I may try to pick you up..."
Yang Prison comforted him.
"good!"
Yang Jian believed it very much.
"By the way! Will the old man still hear that whispered divine text?"
Yang Yu asked.
"Every now and then, don't worry, as long as I'm here, nothing will happen to the old man..."
Yang Jian replied.
The two brothers talked for a long time before Yang Yu felt relieved and began to explore the realm of the Nine-Nine Mysterious Gong.
"Xuan Tian Bao Miao Tian, under the gate of Zhong Miao Mountain, Yuzhu Mountain of the Eighteen Immortal Mountains..."
Yang Yu kept his identity and walked out of the house.
Having been lifted from the ban, he can walk on this fairy mountain through his identity as 'Huanyangzi'.
Compared with Longquan Realm, the spiritual energy of Fangxian Mountain is even more powerful. Of course, it is compared with that of Sheshan City.
There were almost no people in the huge Yuzhu Mountain. Yang Yu turned around carelessly, and before long, he had arrived in front of the Buddhist Scripture Building.
"Do you have the mountain master token?"
In front of the Buddhist scripture building, strong men stood in front of them:
"If you don't have a token, you can only borrow it, you can't stay, you can't go upstairs!"
Yang Prison nodded.
This is not the first time he has entered this place, so he naturally knows some basic information about this Xuan Gong territory.
Huan Yangzi is a direct disciple of Zhong Quan, the sect of Master Yu Yu, the Fourteenth True Successor, and he naturally has great autonomy.
The reason why I couldn't do it before was because I was banned. Now that the ban is lifted, I naturally have great authority. Entering and exiting the Sutra Library is naturally one of them.
only……
"Can't go upstairs..."
Yang Prison raised his eyes.
This Buddhist scripture building occupies a huge area. As far as the eye can see, there are endless bookshelves and all kinds of divine lights shining brightly.
But this is just a corner of the first floor.
On the first floor, there are mostly travel notes, miscellaneous books, diagrams of the true shapes of magic weapons, illustrations of supernatural powers, and exercises, but of course there are no such things.
But Yang Yu was not disappointed either. He pointed and borrowed a large number of miscellaneous books and returned.
"Brother, why don't you try going upstairs? These miscellaneous books are of little use..."
Back in the room, Yang Jian was a little bored. Since the two of them shared the same perspective, he could naturally see these miscellaneous books.
"Don't rush things."
Yang Yu was naturally able to keep his composure.
He has not forgotten the scene when he met Master Yuyu last time. These immortals and gods from ancient times are all extraordinary. If you are not careful, you may end up doing bad things.
"oh……"
Yang Jian reluctantly responded.
"Travel notes..."
Yang Yu flipped through these miscellaneous books. He said they were miscellaneous books, but in fact, how many ordinary ones could be included in the Sutra Library?
Among them, Yang Prison even found something familiar, the "Journey to the West" written by the three buried monks.
The so-called travel notes actually contain a lot of things. Yang Yu read through them calmly and gained something from time to time.
The private goods carried by the owner of these travel notes are what he is really interested in.
Among these essays are the traveler's understanding of Taoism and supernatural powers, his evaluation of many ranks, and even some wild thoughts.
In it, Yang Yu even saw a certain travel journal owner's analysis of the natal magic weapon and his experience in the advancement of the magic weapon.
These things are the reasons why these travel notes can be included in the Sutra Library.
[Picture of the Enlightenment of the God of Justice]
While flipping through the travel notes, Yang Yu's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he found something interesting in the travel notes.
"The God of Justice..."
Yang Yu's heart moved.
This page of the Enlightenment Picture was quite incomplete, but it still caught his attention because...
[...Yu was of noble birth, half-human and half-god. When he was young, he had the power to slay demons and gods, and later became more and more brave...]
[Using an extreme killing as fire, using the blood of ten thousand monsters as firewood... Yu advanced to become Lord of the Big Dipper!]
"Beidou, Daxingjun!"
Yang Yu was shocked.
But then, there was a break, and the record on this page was extremely incomplete...
"Picture of God Yu's Enlightenment?"
At this time, there was a voice outside the door, and the square-looking middle-aged man in ancient Taoist robes was looking at him with a smile.
"Senior brother."
Yang Prison recognized that the person was the senior brother who had lifted the ban last time:
"Senior brother, do you recognize this Yu?"
"Yu! According to legend, who is the first of the Nine Extremes of War God in Heaven? Who doesn't know? Who doesn't know?"
The middle-aged Taoist smiled slightly:
"Speaking of which, God Yu has a close connection with our Xuantian Baomiaotian."
"How to say?"
Yang Prison became interested.
"In the past, this God Yu once listened to the lectures of the Patriarch, and he was just a little bit close to learning our Xuan Tian Bao Miao Tian's great sect-suppressing magical power, the 'Immortal-Slaying Sword'!"
"Immortal-killing sword?!"
Yang Jian's exclamation echoed in his heart.
"What? Junior brother is interested?"
The middle-aged Taoist asked.
"The legendary number one god of war in heaven, junior brother also yearns for him..."
Yang Yu's answer was impeccable.
"It's a pity that he is dead..."
The middle-aged Taoist sighed softly:
"On that day, the calamity demon came, and all the nine war gods in heaven died in one day. As a brother, I still remember,
On that day, the Dao fruit streaked across the sky like rain, one god fell, and all gods were born..."
"When one god falls, ten thousand gods are born?"
This was the first time Yang Yu heard this statement.
"Any great god is a gathering of all levels and has countless Tao fruits. If he falls, it will naturally be a carnival..."
The middle-aged Taoist replied:
"It's a pity that the most precious Dao fruit and rank of God Yu have disappeared, Beidou, Xian Sheng..."
As he spoke, the middle-aged Taoist shook his head and was about to leave. Then he looked back as if he remembered something:
"By the way, little junior brother, you must practice more diligently in the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques. Senior brother, I have to go down the mountain. I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you in the future..."
"oh……"
Yang Yu was still thinking about it and responded casually. When he reacted, there was no trace of the middle-aged Taoist in front of him?