Chapter 972 Discussing the Tao through various tribulations, a landscape painting!
The tribulations arise and annihilate, the Tao hides and the Tao arises, and it begins again and again, which is the cycle of tribulations.
It has been mentioned many times in Sanxiao Sanren's "Book on Tribulation".
In fact, many years ago, when he first entered the 'Tianhai Realm', Yang Yu had heard that ancient murmur.
‘The ninth calamity of the Yuan Dynasty’
As if stimulated by the gourd of Dao Dao, the three-legged golden toad rarely waited for Yang Yu to ask, and began to talk about the past nine tribulations.
"The ninth calamity of the Yuan Dynasty, totaling 840 million years, was calculated by people with great supernatural powers long before ancient times, and it was widely circulated. The eighth calamity is said to be far longer than the nine calamities..."
"At the end of the eight tribulations and the beginning of the nine tribulations. In the ancient chaotic era, which was called the ancient times, the spiritual tide revived and the sky and sea reappeared. The one who first dominated the sky and sea, and once suppressed all the heavens in the world, was the Demon Emperor Tai
Yuan'……"
The three-legged golden toad fell into memories.
Yang Yu touched his chin, listened to his story, and recalled it in his heart.
He didn't know anything about ancient times. Naturally, he had heard about the name of this demon king with such a huge reputation.
According to legend, he was born at the end of the Eight Tribulations, before the Nine Tribulations began, and at the beginning of his recovery of spiritual energy. He was a half-demon born of a human and a black horse. His bloodline was quite humble and he was mostly despised.
According to legend, it was not until the end of his life that he was promoted to the Ten Capitals and was not known to the world.
But after that, he seemed to have a sudden enlightenment. In just ten years, he cultivated the body of the eight extremes and opened the door to the sky and the sea.
After that, his life can be called a myth.
The most despicable half-demon, he suppressed all races and spirits in the universe until he became the first invincible person at the beginning of the Nine Tribulations.
However, at the beginning of the calamity, it was the time when the Tao was born. The Great Way was born and all things flourished. In the countless years that followed, the heaven and the earth were in turmoil.
A man with great supernatural powers emerged from the sky, ushering in an era of lasting and endless turmoil.
It is unknown how long those years lasted, and no one knows how many generations of great supernatural powers perished.
I only know that during those long years, no one could really shake its majesty. Even the Taoist ancestors of later generations were still refining elixirs and medicines for him at that time.
Until...
"Emperor Yin was born out of nowhere!"
Yang Yu saw that this magic weapon had become a spirit, and the little toad's thoughts and emotions were very different from ordinary people. When he said this name, his whole body was trembling.
"When the Yuan Dynasty came into existence, the great cause was born! The emperor's cause was so powerful that it had never been seen in ancient times! According to legend, it was born in an ancient tomb nine calamities ago!
Some people say that he is the invincible person who was reborn after many tribulations. Some people say that he was born from the Great Dao and was the son of destiny who restrained the Demon King.
Some people also say that he came from a humble background and fought his way from the edge of the world until he reached the great ancient tomb and achieved perfection..."
The little toad didn't know why he said this, or he didn't realize it at all, but he just murmured:
"No one knows His origin. They only know that as soon as He was born, the heavens and the earth were shaken! At the right time, thousands of rays of light shone down, and the endless and vast sea of laws and the long river of destiny shone in the sky at the same time..."
"He stood in the tomb, invited all the powerful men from the heavens to come, sat down to discuss the doctrine, and invited all the powerful men to fight. In one battle, he established his position of being respected by both heaven and earth for the next 800 million years!"
Emperor Yin!
Yang Yu's eyes shrank for an instant, and his eyes stung as if they were being burned.
It seemed that for a moment, when the little toad revealed the name, he felt ripples in the void,
Faintly, it seemed as if there was the sound of water echoing in my ears and heart, which was the fluctuation transmitted by the sea of laws.
"This is……"
Yang Yu's eyelids twitched, and then he interrupted the little toad:
"What does this have to do with the Wusheng Taoist?"
The little toad came back to his senses as if talking in a dream, the mung bean rolled his eyes a few times, and then said:
“It’s still about Him!”
"Um?"
"According to legend, in that battle, the sky shattered and the earth shattered, and thousands of people roared in unison! Di Yin and Taiyuan fought to the edge of the heavens, and finally entered the river of destiny!"
The little toad wanted to scratch its head, but couldn't reach it with his short hands. Yang Yu stretched out his hand and scratched it, and then the little toad continued:
"Listen to what my master said. On that day, the long river of fate was fluctuating, and even attracted all kinds of incredible beings."
"There is an unknown existence that joins the war!"
After opening the secluded space, Yang Yu noticed that there were no more fluctuations in the void, so he relaxed and asked:
"No saint?"
"have no idea!"
The little toad spread out its short hands:
"Some people say that it was the Great Dao that sent down divine punishment, while others said that it was the two invincible beings that broke time and space, attracting the invincible beings of the past and future tribulations..."
Past future?
Yang Yu frowned, this was beyond his understanding at this time.
But he expressed doubts.
Because if Emperor Yin could really transcend the past and take action in the future, then the coming catastrophe would be meaningless to him.
"Anyway, Taoist Wusheng died in that battle. Before that, he was a famous fierce god in ancient times. After that, only seven gourds were left..."
"Is this the origin of Wusheng Taoist?"
Yang Yu was speechless.
The question was about the origins of Wu Sheng Taoist and Dao-Zhan Dao Gourd. The little toad's answer could not be that they were unrelated, but it could also be said that they had no major relationship.
However, this mythical battle still shocked him a little.
He became enlightened in the tomb, invited the gods to fight, and finally entered the river of destiny, and even debated the truth with the invincible people suspected of the past and future.
For him at this time, this was all a myth among myths.
"I've never seen it, how do I know?"
The little toad rolled its eyes. It had heard this from others. Seeing that Yang Yu still had objections, it snorted coldly and returned to its sleeves.
"Zhujie, Demon Emperor Taiyuan, Emperor Yin... Wusheng Taoist... this is too chaotic."
Gently rubbing his temples, Yang Yu also felt a little confused. He glanced at the room in the distance. Under the secluded space, the walls seemed to be empty.
Zhu Xi, who was frightened and grieved, had already fallen asleep, hugging his water hyacinth, snoring and shedding tears.
From the little toad's few words, he couldn't be sure whether the little pig demon was also the sign that the Taoist ghost wanted to return.
But he knew in his heart that this gourd was probably untouchable.
"However, it is still possible to follow the gourd's example. The complete set of killing treasures is very suitable as a natal magic weapon."
Yang Yu's thoughts changed in his mind, but he closed his eyes and fell into concentration, and a ray of thought drifted into the human race bag.
Buzz!
The human race bag, which is nourished by sufficient spiritual energy, is no longer what it used to be. Not to mention that the space inside it has increased several times, and it has become more real.
"South Ridge!"
Hong Fa'er's breath was weak, like a consumption ghost, her voice was hoarse, smoke was coming from her mouth and nose, but she didn't even have the energy to curse.
All the anger was drained out.
Yang Yu ignored him, but with a thought, an ancient landscape painting appeared in the void in front of him.
As if aware of the outside gaze, the Taoist who was sitting cross-legged and playing with his pen under the old tree in the painting raised his head:
"How about a great magical power in exchange for my life?"