It had been a long time since he had withdrawn from the Nine-Nine Mysterious Gong Realm, and Yang Yu still couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Although it was only a few words, he had already remembered them in his heart.
That may be the way forward after Hokuto Daisei-kun...
"The God of Justice..."
Sitting cross-legged and digesting the gains from Xuan Gong, Yang Yu thought to himself.
In a sense, the enlightenment diagrams of the predecessors represent the decisions of the predecessors regarding rank.
This is naturally of great significance to him.
Ranks are like a sea, and how to choose has been an eternal problem.
You must know that not every level has a follow-up path to advancement. Some seemingly strong paths may also be dead ends...
Manifestation...
Yang Yu felt relieved and looked inside. With the consumption of massive supplies, Yuanci Five Elements Mountain was approaching the ranks of middle-grade magic weapons.
The improvement of his life is also reflected in the magnetic energy. At this moment, without checking carefully, he already knows that the level of this skill has been improved.
Buzz~
Not long after adjusting his breath, Yang Yu heard a faint buzzing sound in his ears, and there were fluctuations in the catalog of ten thousand immortals.
"Is there any news?"
Yang Yu's heart moved, and he had entered the catalog of ten thousand immortals.
Buzz~
In the flash of light, Yang Yu once again saw the ancient supernatural power that he had not seen for more than a month. This contemporary holy son of Tianli Sect still handed over his hands with a smile:
"Brother Nanling, fortunately you have lived up to your destiny!"
The Holy Son did not hesitate and directly took out a golden Bodhi seed:
"This is the 'Great Bodhi'! According to legend, the refining method of this great medicine was obtained by a holy son of our holy religion from the Nirvana Mountain of Buddhism more than 13,000 years ago. It is the most orthodox method.
One of the great Buddhist medicines..."
"Brother Gu really believes in people!"
There were no setbacks, the method of refining the great medicine had been obtained, and Yang Yu was not stingy with words of praise.
【Mahabodhi】
[Level: Shidu]
[Evaluation: Shidu-level great medicine, which provides great medicine for refining Buddha-level Taoist fruits...]
After scanning Tongyou and making sure everything was correct, Yang Prison asked:
"I wonder if Brother Gu has finalized the candidate?"
This candidate is naturally the replacement.
This is no burden to Yang Yu. If one of the sect disciples here is killed, there may be a mistake, but if he kills another one, there will definitely be a large number of mistakes.
Whichever one he chooses, it makes no difference to him.
"There's no rush in this matter."
Gu Shentong was a little hesitant. He paced:
"Brother Dao, are you in Nanling at the moment?"
"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with our deal, right?"
Yang Yu asked back.
"This is a deal. If there is one, there are two."
The ancient supernatural power smiled slightly:
"If Brother Dao is in Nanling, Gu has a great thing, and I want to do it with him..."
"Would you like to talk about it?"
After obtaining the method of refining the Great Bodhi, Yang Yu had no intention of trying to get involved with him, but he vaguely felt that this matter seemed to be of some benefit to him?
Yang Yu naturally believed very much in his own spiritual awareness.
"It seems that Brother Tao is still in Nanling."
Gu Shentong was slightly calm and said:
"Brother Taoist, does he know that Zhou Jue Yin Tian Palace?"
"Zhou Jue Yin Tian Palace?"
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly, but he had some impression:
"In ancient legends, one of the twenty-four underworld palaces on Fengdu Mountain?"
In ancient times, all kinds of great forces gathered in the sky and sea. The most famous among them were naturally the Divine Court, the Buddha Court, and the Demon Court.
The next best thing is Netherworld.
According to legend, in ancient times, there were ghosts and gods entrenched in the netherworld. Their rulers named themselves Fengdu and controlled the life and death of all living beings.
Under his jurisdiction are the three great palace lords, the five ghost emperors, and the ten great kings of hell, all of whom are the kings of the Yin gods with great reputations.
The Yin Palace of Zhou Jue is located on Fengdu Mountain and is one of the twenty-four Yin Palaces.
Yang Yu learned this from Gui Ying when he was in charge of the remaining pages of the Book of Life and Death...
"Brother Taoist is indeed an extraordinary individual!"
The ancient supernatural power smiled slightly and walked along the path:
"A long time ago, when the calamity demon came, the heaven collapsed, and the underworld was shattered, it was said that the twenty-four yin palaces inside and outside Fengdu Mountain were also displaced, and one of them was in Nanling!
According to legend, there are various treasures inside, and when it was opened last time, someone found a map of the ultimate level in it..."
Based on his relationship with Qiu Changhai, it would certainly not take him more than a month to obtain the 'Great Bodhi'. The reason why it took so long was related to Zhou Jue Yin Tian Palace.
"So, you want to plot Yin Tiangong, and you want to do it with me?"
What he said was serious, but Yang Yu felt it was a little strange:
"Our relationship isn't as good as it is, right?"
The Tianli Sect is the leader of the demonic path and the contemporary saint son. His status is far higher than that of Fang Qing and his ilk.
Such a person, no matter how harmless he behaves, is always cautious in his heart...
"Brother Taoist, you still don't believe in Gu. That's right. The Holy Son of Demonic Dao is notorious. How can it be so easy to win people's trust?"
The ancient supernatural power sighed softly:
"If Brother Dao believes in me and is really in Nanling, then go to the southeast of Nanling, the land of Qianyuan. In the near future, the Yintian Palace of Zhou Jue will be born..."
At this point, he didn't say much more. He just mentioned some precautions for Yang Yu in refining the great medicine. After slightly cupping his hands, he disappeared into the illusion.
"Zhou Jue Yin Tian Palace..."
After exiting the catalog of ten thousand immortals, Yang Yu thought to himself.
He had long suspected that there must be something big happening near Xieshan City, otherwise it would not have attracted so many experts to gather. Now that he heard what Gu Shentong said, he half believed it in his heart.
only……
"As the ancient supernatural power said, this is not the first time that Zhou Jue Yin Tian Palace has appeared in the world. So, Cangjiang Sect, or other sects, are willing to let such a realm of Xuan Gong wander outside?"
Yang Yu was a little suspicious.
Unlike the Mountain and Sea Realm, the Longquan Realm is a divided world. Within this world, everything from the stars to the earth's veins, spiritual energy, and resources has been divided up.
There's something wrong with a Xuan Gong realm that is independent of the outside world, no matter how you look at it.
unless……
"Unless this Xuan Gong realm is very special, the sects couldn't contain it and move it away the last time it came out..."
Silently thinking in his mind, Yang Yu did not think too much. If the ancient magical power had other agendas, then he would definitely make other moves in the future.
"Human Immortal..."
Yang Yu thought to himself that he had already figured out the method of refining the 'Great Bodhi'.
The great medicine is not an elixir, and the materials and methods for its refining are completely different from the latter.
For example, this Great Bodhi.
[Great Bodhi: Bodhi Fruit, Enlightenment Fruit... This great medicine is not a medicine, it is a real state!
The great enlightenment is Bodhi, the clear mind and nature are Bodhi, the true Dharma of Nirvana, the supreme enlightenment is Bodhi...
Not having a single thought in mind is Bodhi...]
There are three methods of refining this Great Bodhi.
The first is the Bodhi of reality, which lies in oneself, the Bodhi of realizing the truth and rationalizing the true nature.
The second is the Bodhi of Real Wisdom, which is also within oneself, emphasizing the wisdom of realizing the reasonable agreement. The third is the Bodhi of Expedient Means, which is about realizing the role of freedom in teaching and transforming all living beings.
Normally, those who refine this great medicine mostly use the third method.
"Thousands of lights turn into Bodhi..."
Yang Yu said to himself.
Compared with the vagueness of the first and second methods, the third method appears to be much more intuitive, but intuitive does not mean simple.
Bodhi is for enlightenment, and those who ask for the lights of thousands of families will surely repay the lights of thousands of families.
"This is somewhat like the legendary Buddhist ambition..."
Yang Yu thought about it.
The great aspirations of Buddhism are first made, first realized, and then implemented. All the Buddhas from ancient times have done this.
This method of refining the Great Bodhi has quite a bit of this meaning: first seek it from the lights of thousands of houses to transform it into Bodhi, and then practice it to protect it.
In a sense, is it an exchange?
"Try it..."
Yang Yu thought about it in his heart, and stopped thinking about seclusion. He stood up and walked into the bustling streets.
…
The lights of thousands of houses are not lights in the true sense. What they borrow is not fire, but the heart.
The lights of thousands of families also call the lights of the hearts of thousands of families.
This process is not difficult, at least for Yang Prison.
Although the temple he built in Xishan City is not very popular, it still exists.
And with the help of this statue of his own, Yang Yu borrowed this light, which was much simpler than what was mentioned in the method of refining the great medicine.
In just over ten days, Yang Yu had already borrowed his first heart lamp.
"Is this the heart lamp?"
In the small courtyard, Yang Yu held a candle in his hand.
As the Rudou lights flickered, he could even see the figures and voices inside.
In a trance, within the light of the lamp, there seemed to be a scholar holding a candle and reading at night, with his head hanging from a beam and a cone pricking his buttocks, studying poetry and classics, enduring hunger and cold, hoping to find a future.
This is the light he borrowed from the nameless statue. The scholar is also one of his few followers...
"This great medicine does not so much need the lights of thousands of families as it needs the various forms of human beings..."
Looking at the figure in the light, Yang Yu felt a clear understanding in his heart:
"This believer believes in me and is willing to lend the light, but it is not out of reverence or anything else. He just simply wants something...
Therefore, I borrowed his heart lamp, and in the future, I must at least repay him in equal measure..."
Yang Yu gradually figured out the essence of this great medicine, and more truly realized the importance of establishing a temple to enshrine the gods.
The wonderful use of incense extends to every aspect!
"Incense should not be abandoned lightly! This small temple must be maintained..."
In the following days, he no longer went out every day. In addition to normal practice, he paid attention to his small temple.
Without the constraints of being the owner of the temple, Yuan Ben learned the art of temple blessing since he was a child, and managed the small temple to flourish.
Although the incense is still not comparable to those of the big temples, it is no longer as deserted as before.
As a result, Yang Yu finally gave up on his intention to show up.
Because there are many bright lights.
Just over a month later, Yang Yu had already borrowed thousands of heart lamps and brought them to the small courtyard, which were shining brightly in the night.
This means that his little temple and little god actually had more than a thousand followers within this month!
And they are not here for rice and noodles, but they are true believers who have what they want!
Huhu~
In the night wind, the lights are like stars.
Yang Yu focused his attention on perception, and could faintly feel the figures and voices among the thousands of heart lamps inside...
There is an old farmer who works as the sun rises and rests as the sun comes in. He works hard every day, but he doesn’t have enough to eat...
There are believers who are too lazy to eat and rely on donations from various temples throughout the year to support their families...
A poor and humble couple shed tears at each other, crying silently
There are filial sons who serve their mothers, and mothers who take care of their children.
There are also lustful people who pray day and night and have three wives and four concubines...
…
And so on and so forth.
It is the various forms of the world of mortals and the various appearances of all sentient beings.
Behind the fire of a thousand heart lamps are the different experiences and moods of thousands of different people...
"There are specialties in the true arts industry. If it weren't for Yuan Ben, I would be able to rely on myself, but I'm afraid I might not be able to have even one-tenth of it right now..."
Borrowing things is not just about talking. Money is difficult to borrow, and lights are ten times more difficult.
Yang Prison had originally planned to borrow lights for three to five years, so this was an unexpected surprise, so he was naturally happy to accept it.
In the following days, he was still making deals with Han Xuantong, using the massive gold, iron, and black stones as the basis to promote Yuanci Five Elements Mountain to the middle-grade ranks and move towards the top-grade.
At the same time, he pondered the mysteries and difficulties of the immortal realm every day, but instead left all the matters of collecting heart lamps to Yuan Ben.
Of course, Yuan Ben didn't know that his temple master was waiting for him behind the scenes. He just went about his temple rituals step by step.
Without the constraints of his own temple master, he did it very smoothly. Even if he didn't give away rice or noodles, more or less believers would come to offer incense every day.
The sun rises and sets, time flies, and in the blink of an eye, more than a year has passed.
The nameless temple in the Jicheng District is getting more and more incense, while in the small courtyard in the Lower Beicheng District, every room has been filled with lights.
At night, the lights are like a forest, and when the wind blows, the whole street is filled with the smell of lights.
"My God, believer Zhang San prays sincerely! My disciple's family is well off and he doesn't ask for anything but a golden gun that doesn't fall down..."
Among the lights, there are believers kowtowing devoutly, and their thoughts are strong enough to overwhelm many nearby lights.
"All the lights are ready!"
Among the lights in the forest, Yang Yu sat cross-legged, feeling calm in his heart.
The lights of thousands of houses are naturally an empty sign. In fact, the refining requirements of this ‘Great Bodhi’ are that the more the better.
The more lights there are, the better the quality of the medicine will be. Ten thousand lights is just the minimum requirement.
But with his current conditions, that's all he can do.
If you want to achieve a qualitative change compared to now, you will need at least 100,000 heart lanterns. That is not something that can be achieved in three to five years...
"call!"
As his thoughts circulated, Yang Yu took a deep breath.
Buzz~
The night wind howled, and thousands of lights fell down, like flowing water, flowing between Yang Yu's mouth and nose.
After that little bit of light enters the body, it is pulled invisibly and gathers between his heart and lungs...
Gradually, Yang Yu felt that his heart was warm and bright, and a substantial copper lamp lit up in his heart!
…
…
"It's almost time!"
In the Bibo Pond Crystal Palace, the lights were brightly lit. At one moment, the water-splitting dragon rose up, and a dragon roar resounded outside the Bibo Pond.
boom!
Boom!
In the night, some people are sitting cross-legged in the deep mountains, some are boating on the cold pool, and some are sitting quietly in the sea of clouds.
At this moment, everyone looked towards the place where the dragon's roar resounded.
I saw wind and clouds gathering above the Blue Wave Pond, the sky was completely ink, and amidst the lightning and thunder, a pale golden dragon soared into the sky in anger.
In that place where the power of the dragon spreads, the sky seems like a big hole in the sky, and underneath the dimension, there seems to be a dark and gloomy palace rising and falling.
"Zhou Jue Yin Tian Palace!"
Good night, good night, everyone... I recommend a book called "Shengui: I Hang Up and Become a Saint in Daxia"