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Chapter 964 Who is talking about calamity?

 In the valley, blood surged, and the sound of Buddhist chants echoed beneath it.

"Nirakuji Temple?"

In front of the increasingly dim altar of flesh and blood, Yang Yu was talking to himself, sorting out and analyzing Yang Ni's words in the illusion.

Yang Ni's uncharacteristic behavior is of course impossible to do without.

In fact, he suspected that the reason why he could not sense Yang Ni's current state was because the latter was on the line between life and death.

Or, being suppressed in an unknown place.

Moreover, he must be a great master among Buddhists.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have had to wander around for a long time and finally climb Mount Nile by himself. But naturally he didn't completely believe Yang Ni's words. After all, he might also have deliberately led himself into a trap...

"Tribulation is the limit of Dao!"

Glancing at Mi Xin who was sitting slumped not far away, Yang Yu stretched out his hand, and the flesh and blood altar in the valley collapsed.

"Tao ghost, Tao ghost. As the name suggests, it is a combination of spirit and Tao fruit, half alive and half dead, resembling a human but not a ghost..."

"No wonder even my ancestor, I, lack memory... What I lack is not the memory, but those years that were cut off..."

In the darkness, the old voice seemed to have noticed something.

Thinking of Yang Ni's uncharacteristic request for help, Yang Yu couldn't help but have this thought in his mind...

Longquan has been passed down for millions of years, and there are no more than ten such mysterious skills.

"They are already returning..."

A huge roaring sound echoed from the mountain behind Cangjiang Gate, instantly shocking the entire mountain gate, and all the disciples were shocked.

"On Tribulation!"

With the immortality of the Tao fruit, we can cross the waves of calamity! Therefore, when the spiritual tide rises again, Tao ghosts will surely appear! After the sky and sea are opened, hundreds of ghosts will be rampant in all realms of the world..."

Taking another look at Mi Xin who was sitting quietly chanting sutras, Yang Yu opened the silk book that You Sheng had deliberately left for him.

But if that experience is cut off, no matter what method, it is impossible to retrieve the lost memory.



"Three Smiles Sanren!"

"The limits of living beings vary from person to person. A low-level heel can hardly reach the top ten cities; a medium-level heel can hardly advance to the fourth level; a non-extreme heel has no hope of reaching the four extremes...

Because the moment he caught a glimpse of the magic sword at close range, the purpose of his trial was achieved.

The anger in his heart was not entirely due to the fact that the flying sword was taken away, and he could not capture and kill the junior.

Yang Yu looked at it carefully and compared it with the information he got from the Tianhai Realm and the illusionary realms of immortals and demons. He felt quite clear in his heart.

Like a meteorite exploding to pieces!

He almost still has doubts that the Sword Immortal Nanling has retained the memory of being in Yousheng Peak, and even...

"You want three days? Ancestor, you only need one stove of incense! Will you give it to me?"

Among them, the most well-known ones include the Four Four Mysterious Techniques, Cave Heaven Blessed Land, Transformation of Dao, etc., among which the only one that can be verified is 'He Dao,' or, in other words, Dao Ghost!"

"On Tribulation."

At this point, Mi Xin remained silent. He shook his head slightly, but he gave up his temptation and prepared to leave.

But Yang Prison instead called him:

"Hahaha!"

Taoist Sanchi's face twitched for a moment. Even though he had expected it, he still couldn't suppress the murderous intention in his heart.

At this point, the silk book came to an abrupt end, and the second half of the volume was torn away by force, but it was not known whether Yang Ni tore it off himself, or whether it was torn off by Yang Ni when he was fighting with others...

After reading this half volume of silk book, it was just a few breaths for Yang Yu, but the various information contained in it made his heart waver.

He has not forgotten the words of Han Yue Lao Dao in Xuan Gong, especially the latter's strange disappearance and message.

In the darkness, the old voice seemed a little hoarse, with a hint of sigh:

According to legend, four tribulations or even more distant years ago, there were countless gods and demons seeking and fighting for salvation in order to survive the irresistible wave of tribulation.

Yang Yu's eyes tightened.

"All the calamities in ancient times vary in length..."

Lost memories cannot be retrieved.

The blood mist gradually dissipated, and Mi Xin, who looked tired, stood up hurriedly. He clasped his hands together, walked to the valley, and took a look at the complete altar of flesh and blood:

The unfamiliar tone does not change with the different words. Sanxiao Sanren is still concise and concise, without any nonsense:

"Please return to the Taoist Realm and allow me three days..."

"That person is probably chosen by the 'Zhou Jue Yin Tian Palace' to be the 'illusion walker,' or the inheritor..."

The two realms are different. The characters in the Longquan realm are much more complicated than those in the mountains and seas, but you can see familiar traces in them.

"What do you want?"

"Amitabha!"

"...I am nothing more than an old and decayed man. He still knows about calamity and Tao. Is it possible that all the moving gods and men from ancient times, ancient times, and even more ancient times don't know about it?"

"What Yang Ni is worried about is a Buddhist master who has returned from ancient times! Perhaps it is the legendary Vajra and Bodhisattva?"

With extremely high heel and legs, the lifespan can reach four thousand and four, nearly ten thousand years... The limits of living beings vary from person to person, and the realms of the world vary from day to day.

"Hedao, Dao ghost..."

If he was still a little hesitant at that time, he is now convinced that Sanxiao Sanren, who wrote the theory of tides in the mountain and sea world, really appeared in this world!

Niraku Temple is not a kind place.

Only a seemingly ordinary silk book was caught in his hand.

"The demons of the Blood Hell Underworld Alliance are the most violent and perverse. I'm afraid there is no reason why I left this altar of flesh and blood..."

"The Tao is afraid of extinction, and living beings are afraid of death! This is the case with today's people, this is the case with the ancients, this will be the case with the future, and this is the case with gods, demons, immortals and Buddhas.

"Before ancient times, there were four kalpas, which were perhaps 420 million in length. When the aftermath was over, ten kalpas fell, and the sky and the sea opened..."

At the same time, it also mentioned the Taoist ghost that he has not understood so far...

Yang Prison chewed the above words, thoughtfully.

"The Inheriter."

"...I have traveled many places to trace the relics of my predecessors, and I have gained some experience, which I have recorded here."

On the first page of the silk book, there are only two simple words. It is not a Taoist text, but one of the most common words in the Longquan world.



An uncontrollable low roar echoed from a dark and lightless cave, a mixture of light and dark, like the chest of a three-foot Taoist dressed in two colors rising and falling.

This Sanxiao Sanren, who seems to be able to straddle two realms, seems to have done a lot of research on ancient times, and he has a very good understanding of calamity and luck.

boom!

What's more important is that the last corner where he is short of the true four poles is in the realm of Xuan Gong...

"Wait a moment, fellow Taoist."

That Fang Zhou Jue Yin Tian Palace is a high-level mysterious skill that is not even included in the Illustrated Book of Ten Thousand Immortals!

"Nanling kid!"

He is even predicting when the aftermath of the four calamities will dissipate and when the ten calamities will come!

The old laughter interrupted Taoist Sanchi:

"Nan has lived in Nanling for a long time and doesn't know the Dharma. But he doesn't know which Bodhisattvas and Buddhas are enshrined in Nirvana Mountain?"

Especially the Tao ghost recorded on the last page...

"The limit of living beings lies in heaven, and the limit of heaven lies in Tao! The limit of Tao lies in tribulations! Therefore, tribulations will cause tribulations and annihilations, all species will be buried, and the world will be destroyed together..."


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