Chapter 945 The secret of all calamities, Yang Yu climbs the mountain!
"Hoo!"
"suck!"
In the surging martial arts river, Yang Yu sat cross-legged and adjusted his breath, and the sound of flowing water sounded in his heart at the same time.
The essence of martial arts accumulated over more than three thousand years in the mountains and seas were all surging in his heart. The useful and the useful were intertwined, creating waves in the sea of his heart like huge waves.
In the vast sea of information, Yang Yu saw the entire process of martial arts from ancient times to the present.
Bodhidharma faces the wall
Sweeping the field...Zhang Xuanba is self-taught.
Watching how various warriors from ancient to modern times turned a flash of inspiration in their minds into martial arts, watching how martial arts evolved from the rudiments of the late Qin Dynasty to the perfection of later generations.
Among them are the superior, medium, and inferior skills. Among them, you see Lu Chen.
"Your talent..."
[Heel and foot are determined innately, and difficult to change the day after tomorrow. It may be easy to change, but it is difficult to change it greatly... The great road will be born before it is born. Before the ten kalpas come, the way will be opened before the kalpa, but it may be changed greatly...]
"Nagarjuna Buddha, lighting a lamp with his body"
"At the end of the ancient catastrophe, the gods fought to survive. There are many ways to avoid the catastrophe and ways to survive..."
In order to overthrow the Qin Dynasty, he passed it once, and later, it was passed to the hands of Monk Yinyue of Dayan Temple...
"Nanling, I will burn you to death, I will definitely kill you!"
"Whether these two mountains are the result of the mantra or not, it is impossible to measure the correct height with the naked eye. Yang Yu can only rely on his feeling.
Yang Yu thought.
Many years later, he learned from Wei He the easiest way to learn Yi Qi Jue. However, he was still unable to learn it.
This Bodhi tree has gathered the efforts of the Martial Saint, and it seems to be vaguely related to the origin of the Lu Shen River, so much so that even Yang Yu could not pull out this big tree rooted in the depths of the river at this moment.
Yang Yu gathered his mind and fell into silence.
There are no two masters in a country, and no two minds in people.
Snap!
As if an invisible membrane had been penetrated, Yang Yu's eyes turned white, and a huge face obscured his sight.
When the end of the ancient calamity came, some people fought against the calamity demon, some hibernated themselves, and some dispersed their spirits in the Tao Fruit in order to transform themselves into Tao ghosts in the next life.
"The stars have withered!"
Yang Prison pondered.
This change happened very quickly, but Yang Yu was not too panicked. The moment he recognized the sound of thunder, he exhaled and said:
Whoosh!
Compared to the overlords of the same generation, the gap is as big as clouds and mud.
He had never suffered such a big loss since he was born. At this moment, he was extremely angry, but before he could curse, his jaw and throat had been removed.
Click~
In a flash of thought, Yang Yu also saw for the first time a complete view of the Great Sun Tathagata Divine Palm, which the Martial Saint absorbed three thousand years of Fansuo essence.
"sky……"
He saw a dragon tree that covered the sky and the sun and seemed to fill the world. He stretched out its branches and leaves and recited the majestic sound of the Buddha:
That is, a light!
It cannot be said that all three levels of foundation building can be completed with just one level of brain.
"This is not his last obsession, let him go. Alas, after the three paths of heaven have also collapsed and the heavenly path is incomplete, the Tribulation Demon can no longer be stopped."
"This is not necessarily the only way to change the innate heel and foot. At least, there is another way in the Red Faler Cauldron..."
At this moment, he finally saw the origin of Lu Shen Changhe under the fog.
"suck!"
His set of Great Sun Tathagata Divine Palms has almost never been spread.
Yang Yu continued the boring and boring picking of grass and vines for more than three months before he stopped.
Yang Yu calmed down his breath, and his eyes looked like waterfalls.
Just like when the wind blows, it will be extinguished.
He got rid of his inner demon by chance, but he didn't want to see Yang Ni again. At least, he didn't want to do it before he understood a word of it.
Complete this step.
"You actually know how to measure the sky with grass?!
Well, he has a celestial eye! Yes, according to legend, the God of War has a celestial eye!"
"This mist..."
Yang Yu sat down cross-legged again, his heavenly eyes glowed, and he poured it into the grass and vines, and then put the grass and vines into the human seed bag.
Wu Sheng said that Lu Shen Changhe was created by him, which was indeed true. Although this wood-burning magic lamp pointed out the way forward, the specific details were figured out by Wu Sheng.
And he also doubted his own intuition. This was the induction of Fan Suo Renxian.
How bad is it?
"The fire is almost out."
Is this considered gathering people to practice?
Fan Suozhi's voice was gentle, just like his temperament, but the true fire of Samadhi in his body was only a pitiful little flame. He had completed two of the three levels of will cultivation. At this time, his body of will
, already possessing tendons, skin, bones, internal organs, and marrow, it is truly no different from the physical body.
During the three months of replenishing Qi and blood, he released a wave of blood, but Fan Suozhi's Samadhi True Fire was still a small flame, which made him quite regretful.
"The heaven and earth are vast, how can they be measured?"
In a trance, his sight seemed to span time and space, looking towards the endless and distant end of ancient times.
"This palm technique is really good..."
call!
What seemed like an instant, or what seemed like a long time later, Warden Yang stood up, and an even stronger light of will lit up, and then dispersed.
At this moment, Yang Yu almost lost his perception of the outside world, and a darkness as deep as ink enveloped him.
[Wood-burning magic lamp (remnant)]
A thin layer of mist shrouded the front, making it impossible to peek. It was like fireworks blooming, or like a meteor shower piercing the night sky, all falling into the long river.
"You can't escape it, you can't escape it... Even if you escape the calamity, after the spiritual energy dies, both heaven and man will decline, and it will come endlessly..."
[Grade:???]
Yang Prison said to himself.
After withdrawing all the energy and blood, Yang Yu's spirit suddenly improved, and his energy was as vigorous as the sea.
You were born after the world was not unified, and you once participated in the fights among various countries. However, you became a martial saint at the end of Qin Dynasty.
"Maybe it's futile, maybe it's inevitable after all, but..."
As the stream of light burst, long grass vines soared into the sky like a green dragon. In a daze, it had already reached a height of ten thousand feet. It was obviously much stronger than before three months ago.
As Yang Yu stepped forward, the shadow of the huge bodhi tree swayed crazily, blocking his progress and preventing him from completely controlling this long river. When he took a step forward, he seemed to have passed through some invisible barrier, as if he had fallen.
Another void space.
He pulled the grass vine and looked far away, his eyes wandering between the two sacred mountains until a certain moment.
Yang Yu glanced at him lightly:
Yang Yu stood up and stretched his muscles, looking at the two looming sacred mountains:
The long river in front of us is still growing, and it is far from the limit. However, it seems that because the inland of Longquan Realm is sinking, the speed is extremely fast.
But where he wants to go, naturally not just the shadow of a bodhi tree can stop him.
And this is probably the reason why your innate heels and feet will improve when you advance to martial arts and become immortal.
"Try?"
After a long time, Yang Yu just barely recovered, but the consumption of his will was ten times greater than crossing the entire long river.
Seeing the process of Lu Chen's creation, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart.
Yang Yu flicked his finger.
"go!"
And the reason why I say almost.
"How dare you, a *** who has a close relationship with God, interrupt this God's question?!"
One day, two days.
"Three days!"
"My Buddha...the karmic fire on the White Bone Bodhisattva's body was extinguished, and his skeleton collapsed, but he still...climbed onto the golden lotus of the Great Binding King Buddha!"
Follow the grass and vines, straight up to the sky.
The long breath is like a strong wind, blowing the grass and trees on the hills.
Many of the bloody villains were also blown around.
“I don’t know if anyone is still alive today?
Later, he once again used his heavenly eye to activate the light of will. This was Cao's first attempt, so Yang Yu was naturally more cautious.
The second characteristic of the Red Faler Cauldron is to build the foundation, so there is a way to change the innate heel.
"Little monk Nagarjuna, I would like to use the pain of burning my body to turn into a lamp. If there is a spirit from heaven, please come to me and point out the way forward for all the spirits in the world..."
At that time, the Martial Saint who already had the prototype of 'Lu Chen Changhe' in hand, and had many warriors who could not compare with each other, could only be promoted to martial arts earlier than Ba Zun.
In the more than three thousand years since the end of the Qin Dynasty, the Martial Saint has instructed countless people and passed on countless lost martial arts.
It can be said that if the Cauldron of Gluttony had not been opened, it would have taken you several years, or even decades, to practice this qi technique to the basic level, just like the many disciples Wei He once taught.
【quality:???】
Grass and vines broke through the sea of clouds like dragons, and Yang Yu's mind attached to the villain transformed by that drop of ever-changing blood.
As he thought, there were blood villains all over the mountains and plains
They have come in large numbers and are so densely packed.
Soon, he had crossed to the upper reaches of the Fansuo River, but even here, he could not see the origin of this long river.
My eyes widened with anger, but I still couldn't scream.
Standing in the middle of the river, Yang Yu looked far into the distance. Through the shadow of the bodhi tree that blocked the sky and the sun, he could faintly see the origin of the long river.
only
With his mind wandering, Yang Yu even saw traces of Wu Sheng using this lamp:
As for how Fan Suo created this long river, Yang Yu was quite curious. When he reached this point, he was not afraid. With a snap of his fingers, the water wave rolled back and rushed into the mist.
But standing here, you can have an unobstructed view of the entire Lushen River, even...
"The Legend of Wu Sheng is indeed full of falsehoods, and unofficial history is unofficial history after all.
[Number of times: (1/2)]
Fortunately, this does not affect his promotion to immortality.
At this moment, the sky was just getting bright, and there was heavy snow in the sky. It was hot and hot, but the hill where he was was still not green, and the weeds seemed to be burning incessantly.
Lu Chen's talent seems to be worse than yours.
The breeze blew through the hills. Yang Yu stretched out his legs and lay on the grass. He looked at the clear blue sky and allowed his mind to wander in order to restore his over-exploited will.
Immediately, I started meditating and adjusting my breath.
As he swallowed, the light of will on his body gradually brightened, but his body became more solid.
"It's a pity that even if you reach the top of the Ten Capitals Gold List, how can you compare with that God of War? It's impossible to climb a mountain!"
[In ancient times, the burning body of Nagarjuna Buddha was one of thousands of lights. Holding this can guide the way forward...]
"call!"
After repeating this several times, Fan Suozhi, who was unable to move, had already figured out his intention, and his eyes became even redder.
"call!"
"If you stand here, all the martial arts in the lower reaches can be mastered by yourself without a teacher... Martial Ancestor, it makes sense.
"Catch the grass, catch the grass..."
Accompanied by a sound of panic that floated from an unknown age ago, Yang Yu's eyes actually shimmered with light.
Gluttony gnashes its teeth.
Infinite light burst out, and Yang Yu's eyes turned white, and he almost fell out of the Fansuo River.
"call!"
It was not until then that he created the prototype of the Great Sun Tathagata Divine Palm...
Mantras are like magical powers, they all have incredible power. If you are not careful, you will fall under the mantras. There has never been a shortage of immortals and Buddhas in ancient times.
After noticing that there was nothing unusual, he stepped forward and stepped into the hazy mist.
Buzz!
The thunder suddenly stopped, and a trace of surprise appeared on the huge face:
Ten thousand feet, ten thousand feet!
With his knowledge, he naturally knows this
With the potential of a long river, it is certain that one day in the future, Lu Shen will prosper in the world. So, if you stand at the beginning of the long river, what kind of terrifying resources can you get?
"My Buddha?!"
"What the Martial Saint seeks is innate heels?"
It's because he still can't hear the sound of the long river flowing, and the sound of conversations that seem to be absent in the sound of the waves.
The moment he caught a glimpse of the wooden lamp, Yang Yu was extremely tired and had to go in and out of the Fansuo River.
Yang Yu felt a little surprised.
Buzz!
Thousands of feet high, the cold wind is biting, and the pressure increases sharply. The surroundings are no longer enough to make up for the strong wind that can split black iron and fine steel.
Just like you did back then.
Buzz!
In those little ripples, Yang Yu could still see that although the martial saint at that time had been promoted to martial arts, he was already sluggish and his life span was about to expire.
A drop of ever-changing blood glowing with golden light rose into the sky along the grass and vines under the gaze of Gluttony, whose eyes burst out.
Huhuhu~
Judiciary fell, and along with him, the Twenty-Four Constellations, the Four Heavenly Kings, the Twelve Yuan Chen, the universal stars, and the gods of the river and Han Dynasty...
After stopping for a long time, Yang Prison looked at the mist.
Lu Chen's talent is beyond your expectation.
As for this step, it was not how it got its name. It was just that there was a hidden reason behind it. Zhang Xuanba had mentioned it back then, and he could vaguely detect it.
A sharp and hoarse voice came from the side. Fan Suozhi, who had been in a daze for many days, slowly woke up. His eyes were red with shock, but he sneered through gritted teeth:
This voice is extremely ancient. Even though Yang Yu is proficient in all kinds of Taoist texts, there are quite a few that he can't understand, and the intervals between each sentence seem to be extremely long.
Over the years, some understanding of ancient times emerged in Yang Yu's mind.
"It should be almost done, right?"
"Lu Chenchanghe..."
call!
That is the essence of all kinds of principles that he learned from the long river. He understood it from the long river and returned it to the long river.
The rumble of thunder resounded across the sky:
It was only at this moment that Yang Yu truly felt the enormity of these two mountains, because even at this moment, the two gods and men who were faintly visible before seemed as far away from him as before!
Another long time passed, and with the friction of muscles and bones, Yang Yu turned into a three-foot villain with this drop of ever-changing blood.
Yang Yu lay there for three full days before he recovered. After being washed by the long river, his willpower greatly improved.