Chapter 943 The long river of martial arts, King Nagarjuna! (two in one)
San Tan Hai Hui...
Yang Yu's eyes moved slightly:
"The Great God of Santan Haihui..."
The term "three altars" has been mentioned in Taoist canon. The so-called three altars refer to the three realms of heaven, earth and water.
It means all the realms of the universe with sky, earth and water.
Haihui is often mentioned in Buddhist scriptures, which means "the seat where saints gather, and its virtue is as profound as the sea."
The literal meaning of Santan Haihui can be interpreted as the god whose divine power is as vast as the sea in the universe and heavens.
It can also be understood as the most powerful warrior and killer god who rules over heaven, earth, water, and all realms of the world.
Secretly, it can be seen that this must be the ultimate level of the three paths of "Buddha, Immortal, and God"!
And Yang Yu couldn't help but think of the legends from his previous life...
The past and present lives were seemingly different from each other. Although most of them were not necessarily the same, some similarities made him throb every time...
At this time, when he heard "Three Tan Hai Hui", in front of his eyes, it seemed that the great god with feet on fire and holding a sharp spear could not help but appear...
The legends of his past life and this life seem to be getting closer and closer to him...
"Brother Nanling, do you also know the name of Santan Haihui?"
Sensing something strange in Yang Yu's expression, Gu Shentong's heart moved slightly.
As for this man who was famous all over the world when he was born, and now he is ranked first on the Ten Capitals Gold List, even surpassing the old monsters such as the Cholera Demon, Han Chan Boy, and the Taoist Pen who have been on the Ten Capitals Gold List for hundreds of years.
Even now, he can't believe that such a person can be a Sanren...
You know, even Zhong Lilie, the contemporary number one true disciple of Wanshi Tianzong who has great fortune, is of the highest rank, has practiced for hundreds of years, has never been in the top five of the Ten Capitals Gold List...
"Know a thing or two."
Yang Yu came to his senses:
"In ancient times, immortals and Buddhas lived in the world, and the names of all kinds of great gods are spread nowadays..."
He naturally knows that the ancient supernatural power has been testing him from beginning to end, but he doesn't care much. His identity is all fake, so why are he afraid of your temptation?
"I see……"
The ancient magical power nodded, but sneered in his heart.
In ancient times, there were countless gods and Buddhas, but after the end of the tribulation, there were only a few whose names could be passed down. At least, these three altars would have never been known to him if he hadn't read through the records in the sect...
"Brother Gu said it's too far."
Yang Yu reminded him at the right time.
"Yes, yes."
Gu Shentong smiled and cursed in his heart. The person in front of him had the intention of asking for information, but he didn't leak anything...
But he had something to ask for, so he had to hold his nose and agree:
"The Nine Extremes God of War was so powerful in the ancient heavens. The God of Judiciary is the head of the Nine Extremes God of War, and he has countless immortals and gods under his command.
But in this Xuan Gong territory, the only one who is confirmed to have a real inheritance is the Great God of the Three Altar Haihui..."
Although the ancient magical power was a little reluctant to ask for help from others, he had no choice but to tell the secret.
More than 9,000 years ago, the Lord of the Ten Thousand Monsters Cave, the Red Devil, accidentally entered this place and received good fortune. He then rose rapidly and single-handedly brought the Ten Thousand Monsters Cave into the ranks of seventeen families. Naturally, there are many people who have spies on his fate.
Long before Taoist Sanchi entered by mistake, someone had sneaked into the Ten Thousand Monsters Cave and obtained some secrets, which were spread among various families.
"The core of this Fang Xuan Gong realm is naturally the vitality of the Judicial God of War. According to the secrets of the religion, this Fang Xuan Gong realm will exist for twelve years...
But every time it appears, it seems to be different. From carrying the mountain to chasing the sun, trying the 'Huaguang King', ejecting the Golden Crow, etc. are all possible..."
"Try King Huaguang?"
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly, this should be the second refining node...
He learned about the existence of King Huaguang from the mouth of the three-legged red-eyed golden toad.
King Huaguang is also a legend from ancient times.
According to the little guy, it had different legends and titles in different periods, and King Huaguang was one of them.
Others include Lord Ma, Three-Eyed Spiritual Light, Marshal Ma, the Spiritual Officer, Huaguang Zunhuang, Five-Appearance Huaguang Emperor...
The most important thing is that this Lord Ma is said to have a celestial eye, and possesses great supernatural powers across realms...
"Brother Nanling also knows this?"
The ancient supernatural power became even more astonished.
"Know a thing or two."
Yang Yu's expression did not change.
On the other side, Hanyue Sanren was listening silently, but now he couldn't help but glance at him...
"oh oh……"
Of course Gu Shentong didn't believe it, but he still said "haha" and continued:
"It is said that at a certain stage, the great god of the Santan Haihui will appear.
However, I am afraid that only Hong Fa'er knows the specific time and place. In addition, Taoist Sanchi may not know either...
I only know that it seems to be related to the two words ‘True Word’?”
Yang Yu nodded: "Return, Lu?"
"You also know this?"
Gu Shen Tong suddenly stood up, he spoke vaguely, of course he didn't want to be completely hollowed out, but this...
"Know a thing or two."
Yang Yuanzhi is as plain as he is.
"you……"
The ancient magical power was so strong that he didn't spit out a mouthful of reverse blood.
You know everything, why don’t you say anything and why are you asking me?!
"I really know a thing or two."
Seeing his reaction, Yang Yu shook his head slightly.
boom!
He pretended to stand up, but there was a loud explosion in the void, and the shadows of the two sacred mountains were looming.
"These two mountains should be the two-character mantra you mentioned."
"This, this..."
Gu Shentong's heart trembled and he couldn't help but hold his breath.
The majesty and sacredness of these two sacred mountains can only be truly felt on these hills.
In a daze, he felt that the sky was covered by these two mountains, and all he could see was the sacred mountain.
No matter how he looked, he couldn't see the edge!
It seems like this is heaven!
call!
Just for a moment, the sacred mountain disappeared, and Yang Yu sat down again, with cold sweat on Gu Shen Tong's forehead as he murmured:
"If you want to carry two huge sacred mountains on your back to chase the sun, the Elephant King, who has the power to 'carry mountains and cross the sea', may not be able to do it, right?"
"Maybe?"
Yang Yu keenly captured something.
Not necessarily, that is to say, it is possible to do it?
"These two mountains..."
The ancient supernatural power has lingering fears and is somewhat puzzling:
"The reclamation of these two mountains is enough. How, how can you afford it?"
"This is not a real mountain. In the final analysis, it is just two words of mantra..."
Hanyue Sanren, who had been silent for a long time, now spoke:
"It was not uncommon in ancient times to use mantras to transform mountains into suppressing opponents. The six-character mantra of Buddhism and the nine-character mantra of Taoism are both legendary and supreme means of suppression..."
"Um?"
The ancient magical power came to his senses, and then he looked directly at the old man whom he had not cared about before.
"Truth is more important than mountains. If it comes from a powerful hand, it would be easy to collapse the whole world, but it is not a real mountain, otherwise..."
Hanyue Sanren stood up and walked around. He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but the meaning was naturally understood by everyone present.
If there are really two huge sacred mountains...
"Mantra, suppression?"
Yang Yu chewed on these words, and there was something strange in his eyes. He always felt that there seemed to be some changes in this old man, but he couldn't explain clearly.
Looking through Tongyou, I didn't notice anything strange...
"There seems to be such a legend..."
The ancient magical power stared at it for a long time and seemed to notice something strange.
This old man looked quite embarrassed, but for some reason, he actually felt a little embarrassed.
"The mantra is the word of heaven and the way of heaven that were imprinted by our predecessors before the ancient times, or even more distant years ago. It has all kinds of incredible power..."
Hanyue Sanren, who was pacing, turned around at a certain moment, looked at Yang Yu intently, paused for a long time, and then said calmly:
"If you want to break it, you need to see it first and then practice it, or you can break the truth with true words..."
"Use the true words to break the true words?"
Yang Yu's brows heated up and he stared deeply, but he still didn't see anything strange at all, which made him suddenly feel alarmed.
There is no difference, that is the biggest difference.
Yang Yu looked at the ancient supernatural power without any trace, and asked:
“Then, what should we do if we want to break these two words ‘rules’ and ‘laws’?”
"What you should consider now..."
'Hanyue Sanren' looked deeply at Yang Yu for the last time, and suddenly fell to the ground, but happened to avoid the palm of the ancient magical power behind him.
Then, under the gaze of the two people, the figure disappeared into nothingness like a bubble...
"this?!"
The ancient magical power's hair stood on end, as if it had been greatly frightened:
"What kind of magical power is this?!"
He himself possesses the magical power of escape, and he naturally understands this kind of magical power. However, after witnessing it at such a close distance, he actually did not see clearly how this old Taoist disappeared.
"this……"
Yang Yu withdrew his half-expanded palm and his eyes flickered for a moment.
In the void, there was a sound that seemed to be there but not at all. It was the second half of the sentence left by 'Hanyue Sanren':
"Yes, climb the mountain!"
…
…
Buzz~
Amidst the vague buzzing sound, Hanyue Sanren felt his whole body tingling and sore, as if he had fallen into a nightmare, and could not open his eyes for a long time.
Only faintly, I heard the endless desolate sighs of my master.
"...They have come back..."
Who are they?
Where to come back?
After a long time, Hanyue Sanren suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a sea of surging clouds. At this moment, he was actually flying above the sky.
The brilliant golden sun spreads its rays, and the sea of clouds it shines on seems like fire.
"Master!"
Hanyue Sanren looked around. He fell on the deck of a solitary boat, shuttled between the sea of clouds, and looked around. Not to mention a person, there was not even a bird.
But when he closed his eyes, he seemed to hear the master's voice again:
"This lone boat will take you to the eighteen ruins left in the Longquan world as a teacher. If you get one of them, you can master the 'Summoning God Technique'. If you get nine of them, you can use the 'Spirit Beating Whip'.
Able to be eighteen..."
"Tianji Jingshi Shu, you can learn it as you wish..."
"Master!"
Hanyue Sanren couldn't help but shout, as if he saw the boundless sea of laws again, as well as his master's fading figure.
"The relationship between you and me as master and disciple ends at this moment. If you can master the 'Tianji Book', then maybe you and I will see each other again..."
The fluttering sounds fell, and everything fell into silence.
The dark sea of laws calmed down again, with only the sound of shallow footsteps ringing from time to time.
"Ordinary people are afraid of consequences, and Bodhisattvas are afraid of causes... cause and effect, how long will it last?"
Using a bamboo stick to fiddle with the deep sea water under my feet, various images seemed to emerge one by one among the ripples.
There are seas of clouds, mountains, sword light, and blood light...
Finally, his sight fell on a giant mountain that looked like it was dyed red with blood. Faintly, there seemed to be a trace of madness, and the majestic middle-aged man like a lion was also looking into the distance, far away in time and space, and...
He looked at each other.
Snap!
The ripples dispersed.
"So many people want Him to return... Really? Pretend?"
The old man of Tianshu sighed softly and opened the fragment in his palm. The scarlet handwriting flashed in front of his eyes like water.
At some point, he paused slightly and stroked the strip with his old palm:
[At the end of the Nine Tribulations and before the Ten Tribulations, a celestial demon is about to resurrect. It is suspected that there is a heroic move...]
After a slight silence, he turned over this article, used blood as ink, and wrote a new article again:
[Zhou Jue Yin Tian Palace reappears, several people fight for it, end]
Closing the fragment, the old man walked in the endless dark sea of laws, his figure and voice gradually disappeared into nothingness:
"...Emperor's heroic move, or...Oh, the ten calamities are finally here...the vast world, who will rule the ups and downs..."
"Tao, Tao, Tao..."
"Difficult, difficult, difficult..."
…
…
With lingering fears and doubts about the ancient magical power, I still couldn't get what I wanted on the hill.
He was angry, and finally turned around and went down the mountain helplessly, leaving behind Yang Yu and Hong Fa'er, who had been unconscious for a long time.
Huhu~
One night passed, and the flames in the mountains had long since disappeared. The true fire of Samadhi is extraordinary and will not spread infinitely.
Yang Yu sat quietly on the top of the mountain, looking far into the distance. Above the sea of clouds, rounds of the sun jumped out, casting endless light.
"Three Tan Hai Meeting? I'm afraid not necessarily!"
Looking at the ancient magical power's retreating figure, Yang Yu's eyes were cold.
He would never trust others easily, especially this ancient magical power. He was also the leader of the demonic path in this world and a true disciple of the Tianli Sect.
This is not a distinction between good and evil. In fact, in his eyes, the so-called immortal sects in this world are not even sanctimonious, but are nakedly cold and cruel.
If the Immortal Sect is like this, what about the Demonic Sect?
It's not that he's suspicious, it's just that he can't be trusted...
"climb mountains……"
Gently kneading the center of his brows, Yang Yu's expression was unusually solemn. With the last look at Tongyou with his heavenly eyes, he still caught a glimpse of something.
[Tian Shu Qi Machine (Dark Purple)]
"The legendary broken Heavenly Book? Is there still such a thing in Hanyue Sanren? Who used his body to talk to me before that? The Heavenly Book? Or is it a Taoist ghost?"
Even if he caught a glimpse of something, Yang Yu felt more confused.
In the blink of an eye, he was able to seize the body of the Ten Capital Lords standing in front of the Jiuyao Gate within the magnetic field he controlled?
"Maybe, not..."
But based on intuition, Yang Yu felt that Hanyue Sanren did not seem to have suffered any disaster. Instead, he seemed to have voluntarily given up his body. Otherwise, as long as he had a trace of resistance, he would have noticed it.
"He should be fine..."
Yang Yu felt it.
There was no ripple on the Eighty-nine Mysterious Skill Mirror embedded on the wall of the Cauldron of Gluttony, which showed that at least the unknown person who suddenly appeared did not have any hostility towards him.
Yang Yu still believed in his own intuition.
only……
"How to climb a mountain..."
"Quack!"
While Yang Yu was thinking about it, inside the sleeve robe, the three-legged golden toad began to struggle again, trying to come out:
"Boy, let the ancestor out!"
Since arriving in this mysterious realm, the three-legged golden toad's restlessness has increased day by day, and due to its own limitations, Yang Yu had not let it out before.
"Quack!"
The little guy jumped out from his sleeves and roared with anger. Yang Yu fed him a lot of spirit energy, but he could not calm down his resentment.
This little toad that was missing a string was really angry:
"If you imprison the ancestor again, the ancestor would rather die than let you... Huh? This, this, this is..."
The furious little toad was completely stunned the moment he felt the outside world.
Immediately, tears flowed out uncontrollably:
"This, this is the breath of Nine Tribulations..."
Feeling sad at the scene, the little toad howled loudly and couldn't stop it. Yang Yu was also touched and couldn't help but advise:
"This is just an illusion. It can't be chased after its passing. Don't be too sad..."
"Gah!"
The crying stopped suddenly, and the little toad froze in place. After a long while, he murmured dejectedly:
"I can't go back, I can't go back..."
It wandered around in despair for a while. With only half a brain, its emotions came and went quickly.
After a while, fed by a few rays of spiritual energy, he forgot about his sadness and looked around carefully.
For the last time, Lao Gao looked far away and recognized something:
"This is Guanjiang?"
"Have you been here?"
Wisps of refined spiritual energy were flicked to the little toad, and Yang Yu asked.
"Irrigate the river!"
Crouching on Yang Yu's shoulder, the little toad fell into memories:
"This is Guanjiang! The place of enlightenment for the God of Justice..."
The little toad recognized Guan Jiang and remembered many secrets from ancient times, but it didn't know much.
Its spiritual intelligence was born after the end of ancient tribulations. These memories were left behind by its previous owner, so naturally they will not be very detailed.
but……
"The fantasy world of immortals and demons left by the God of Justice...you, you..."
"You" for a long time, until Yang Yu pretended to get up and the two mountains reappeared, the little toad finally came back to his senses with eyes filled with horror:
"Are you chosen by Judicial Heavenly Lord?!"
Little Toad naturally knew something about the fantasy world of immortals and demons. In ancient times, there was no shortage of such fantasy realms.
Many loose immortals were able to become successful because of the inheritance left by their predecessors in such illusions.
"How to say?"
Yang Yu felt more and more lacking. He asked countless questions throughout the day and night.
"...This kind of fairy and demon fantasy world exists forever. Every once in a while, it will be opened when the spiritual energy is accumulated enough, but the vast majority of people cannot touch the core of the fantasy world..."
The little toad was so surprised that he blurted out without even raising any conditions:
"And once you are selected to become the Lord of Illusion, it means that the opportunity has come to refine this illusion and obtain inheritance..."
The little toad spoke in a very urgent and scary way.
"So, after this illusion selected me, I am the only one qualified to obtain the inheritance that may exist in this illusion?"
Yang Prison somewhat understood.
When Hong Fa'er saw him, it seemed as if she had some deep hatred, and I'm afraid it was because of this.
After all, Ten Thousand Monsters Cave discovered this illusion nine thousand years ago. Although they are not allowed to admit it, they have already regarded this illusion as forbidden...
"That's not true. If you die, luckily there will be someone else to become a 'illusion walker'..."
After several emotional ups and downs, the little toad finally calmed down. Looking at Yang Yu who was pressed by two mountains and unable to move, he suddenly felt a little gloating:
"If you want to receive the inheritance, you must suffer the consequences! If you are unable to do what the Lord of Illusion once did, then not only will you not be able to receive the inheritance, you will also be suppressed here until the end of this illusion..."
Yang Yu was punished, and the little toad seemed very happy:
"You deserve it! Who asked you to imprison the ancestor for so long? Even if you are one of the ten capitals of the Jida, even if you have the eye of heaven, and even if you have the magical power to cross the two realms, what will happen?
How can you do what the God of Justice and War has done? I'm afraid you don't even know what to do..."
Of course Yang Yu would not fight with this magic weapon spirit with a broken brain. It gloated for a long time before saying:
"Are you talking about carrying mountains to measure the sun, or picking up grass to measure the sky?"
"You know this too?"
The little toad jumped immediately.
"Know a thing or two."
Yang Yu smiled slightly:
"But it's still a little more than you."
"Pooh!"
It was a very clumsy way of provoking generals, and Yang Yu didn't even modify it, but of course this little guy liked it very much, and he jumped up and down in anger:
“The emperor ordered ‘Tianpeng’ to bring ‘rules’ and ‘laws’ to two mountains to hold the gods in Guanjiang. The mountains were higher than the sky, and the gods pulled grass to measure the sky...”
"You blast me!"
The little toad reacted, exploded with anger, puffed up its cheeks, and spit out all the energy it had accumulated over the years.
call!
When the strong wind blew, the sticky saliva rolled up and sprayed all over the little toad's face.
Before it could jump again, Yang Yu had already put it into his sleeve robe again.
Of course he didn't want to imprison this little guy, but the spirit of the magic weapon was naturally incomplete in intelligence.
A little toad like this, once released, will probably be captured within a few days.
"Mountains are higher than the sky, so we use grass to measure the sky... Is that so?"
Yang Yu frowned.
After comparing several aspects, he already knew the key to refining this node.
"Catch the grass..."
Yang Yu thought to himself, and suddenly turned his palm, and the eight drops of blood refined by the true fire of Samadhi glowed with glory.
Thousands of drops of essence and blood turned into one drop, and these few drops of blood had the ability to change a thousand ways, following his thoughts.
One of the drops of blood fell to the ground, and after just a few rolls, it sprouted limbs and a head. After a moment of shaking, it grew to about three inches tall.
"go!"
The little man jumped up, and Yang Yu gave him the help to jump up. Hearing a long roar, he sprouted wings, turned into a goshawk, and soared upwards.
Yang Yu concentrated his mind and sensed that the villain was transformed by his essence and blood, so naturally his mind was connected, but soon, he frowned:
"No!"
Reaching out his hand and taking the reconstituted blood drop, Yang Yu shook his head slightly.
Of course, a drop of blood cannot have the power of a human being. Even if it has the ability to change, it has its limits.
These two sacred mountains bring with them endless pressure. The higher they go up, the stronger the pressure becomes. They only flew a little over three thousand feet before they were exhausted...
"What's so special about this grass?"
Yang Yu pulled out a piece of grass. This was not the first time he pulled out a piece of grass, but no matter how he looked at it, it was just an ordinary piece of grass...
"Try picking up?"
As if there was no other choice, Yang Yu flicked his finger, and drops of blood flew out, including the seven or eight drops of ever-changing blood. Under the nourishment of spiritual energy, they turned into faceless villains.
Then, we started to pull weeds and connect...
During this process, Yang Yu was paying close attention, but still found nothing strange...
"Not long enough? Or do you need other conditions?"
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly and he started to try.
Qi and blood, it won’t work!
Lingqi, no!
Mana, still not enough...
…
At the end of all the attempts, grass was still grass, until Yang Yu held down his Sky Eye and instilled his will...
Buzz!
Almost at the moment when the will was poured into him, under Yang Yu's gaze, the green grass that stretched for hundreds of thousands of feet suddenly jumped up like a long snake!
Like life, it is rooted in the earth and moves towards the sky.
At first glance, it looks like a green grass sword pointing straight up into the sky!
"So that's it?"
Yang Yu's heart was slightly shaken, but soon he felt the pressure again. When the grass sword rose to nine thousand feet, he was exhausted...
"Ten thousand feet, I'm afraid it's the limit..."
Seeing the grass vine limp and falling down again, Yang Yu was not discouraged. For him, as long as he found a way, everything else would naturally be no problem.
"will!"
Yang Yu took a deep breath and allowed the little people transformed from blood to weave grass and vines while he closed his eyes and fell into concentration.
Spirit and body are united, and if Qi and blood are damaged, the spirit and soul will be damaged.
He had lost a lot of essence and blood due to the training of Samadhi True Fire, and was already not at his peak. At this moment, he naturally had to recover first.
"If, as the little toad said, this mountain can be as high as the sky, then my will is still far behind..."
"Then what state was the Judicial Heavenly Lord in when he was suppressed by the sacred mountain?"
"Maybe, it's not impossible..."
…
While Yang Yu was thinking in his heart, the particles all over his body trembled, swallowing the spiritual energy from all directions, and his energy and blood recovered at an extremely fast speed.
And the sound of running water seemed to resound in his ears and heart.
That long river of martial arts that didn't really exist emerged in his mind again. Amidst the rush, a statue of a martial arts sage was looming.
"It's really you!"
A low and indifferent voice came downstream.
Yang Yu followed the sound and went out.
In the long river, a Buddha figure that seemed to have thousands of people and thousands of faces, but also seemed to be faceless, was also looking at him.
"Lu Chen!"
"Yang Prison!!"
Well... Good night everyone, don't stay up late! Two chapters in one!