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Chapter 982 My way is not in the mountains and rivers!

 Buzz!

Under Yang Yu's gaze, the wood-burning magic lamp, which was almost the same as an ordinary oil lamp, began to glow with a faint light.

This light was very weak, as inconspicuous as a firefly in the night, but the moment the light came on, Yang Yu felt a warmth in his heart.

This ray of light actually fell directly to the deepest part of his soul.

Buzz~~~

In a daze, Yang Yu felt that all his senses had disappeared, as if he was walking alone in a dark night, with no light in sight, and darkness completely enveloped him.

Until he heard the murmuring voice of Zen that seemed to come from ancient times:

"Little Monk Nagarjuna, I would like to use the pain of burning my body to turn into a lamp, pointing out the way forward for all the souls in the world..."

Light the lamp and point the way!

Yang Yu thought silently in his heart, driving this spiritual treasure that could only be used for the last time. As he thought, a flickering light appeared in the darkness, guiding the way forward.

Without any hesitation, Yang Prison moved forward towards the direction guided by the light.

Woohoo~

In the darkness, there seemed to be ghosts and gods whispering, and it seemed like something indescribable was whimpering and roaring.

This voice was like a demonic sound filling his ears. Even with Yang Yu's current state of mind and practice, he was shaken several times.

Those whispers were not meaningless murmurs, but more like Taoist texts containing endless mysteries, as if someone with ancient supernatural powers was telling the essence of the Tao.

It seemed that he could get the answer he wanted from this whisper just by stopping without moving forward.

Several times, Yang Yu almost stopped. In the murmur, he seemed to hear the content of the third step of the human immortal, 'ever-changing'.

But he suppressed the throbbing in his heart and just followed the guidance of the light and moved forward step by step.

Wow~

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Yu heard the sound of gurgling water, and all the senses that had disappeared returned again.

Beyond the dim light that guided the way, he saw a new light.

A familiar long river appeared in front of him...

"A long river of martial arts!"

Yang Yu's heart moved, but he still kept moving, following the guidance of the light, along the long river, towards the end.

Above the long river, the shadows of trees cover the sky, and the waves within the long river are rolling. In every wave, there is an outstanding person's understanding and development of martial arts.

Bodhidharma, sloppy, high armor...

Familiar and unfamiliar.

Among them, Yang Yu even caught a glimpse of a new wave, which swayed quite high. Faintly, he felt like a huge wheel seal was slowly turning.

‘The Wheel of Life and Death’

Yang Yu even sensed the subtle meaning of this magical skill, which surprised him, but he still did not stop.

The long river has also come to an end, and here is where the wood-burning magic lamp once stood.

Here, the light gathers, but it doesn't look like a lamp, but more like a mirror.

Yang Yu stood facing the mirror, and his own appearance was reflected in the dim light, and there seemed to be various lights and shadows flowing around.

He concentrated on sensing, and in the light and shadow, he saw the long river of martial arts, and saw the devil boy outside Yuelong City waving for the arrival of the Dao Fruit.

I saw Lu Chen retreating from Changhe, I saw myself leading Beidou, becoming a human immortal, and coming across the border...

The intertwining of various lights and shadows was the most profound thing in his memory...

"The way is found in oneself!"

Yang Yu felt enlightened in his heart.

The path pointed by the wood-burning magic lamp does not appear out of thin air, but is a reflection of one's own soul and experience.

This is the real way forward!

"itself……"

Yang Yu was talking to himself silently, and as the various lights and shadows in the mirror flowed, his mind could not help but wander.

In his two lives, he has not been as attached to the path of immortals and Buddhas as he was with the old woman and others.

He doesn’t have the pure warrior heart like Zhang Xuanba.

When he first arrived, he narrowly escaped death, and in the following decades of constant fighting, he developed a state of mind that could easily go beyond the two.

He used and learned everything useful, whether martial arts or Taoism, magical powers or mantras.

To say it is inclusive, it would be better to say...

"The law is for people's use!"

As soon as he thought of this, a light seemed to appear in Yang Yu's heart, but the mirror light in front of him dimmed, and the light and shadow dispersed, leaving only the last one.

He looked at it intently.

In the light and shadow, the cold wind howled and the heavy snow dispersed, in front of a mountain forest, two people sat opposite each other by a campfire.

That was the scene when he followed Zhang Xuanba out of the fortress and on the way to carry his body, he told him about martial arts.

"Prince Zhao!"

Yang Yu subconsciously stretched out his hand, and the mirror light in front of him shattered, and the wood-burning magic lamp disappeared.

In his ears, the old and heroic voice sounded again:

"That generation's cultivation of immortality is out of the ordinary, but my way is not in the mountains and rivers!"



"Not among the mountains and rivers!"

In the quiet room, the air flow made a sound. The little toad's eyelids trembled. The headless body in front of him woke up.

"You, what did you do again?"

The little toad was a little suspicious. Although it couldn't explain clearly, it always felt that the aura of the person in front of it had changed again.

"I just suddenly found something that I had ignored before, and I was a little bit emotional."

When Yang Yu woke up, he grabbed the head in front of his knees as soon as possible. The devil boy's will never disappeared, he was just waiting for the opportunity.

"what?"

The little toad is very curious.

"If I tell you, you probably won't understand."

Burning a lantern to guide the way and penetrate one's own heart may not be considered an improvement or transformation, but Yang Yu felt that his heart had never been brighter.

In the past many years, he has always been in the shadow of Zhang Xuanba, even though his martial arts practice has surpassed and even achieved immortality.

But Prince Zhao's piety and purity towards martial arts, and his search and determination for the way forward were still beyond his reach.

Even throughout his life, he may not be so pure and pious.

Therefore, he was quite displeased with Lu Chen's behavior of claiming to be the Martial Ancestor through the use of Wu Chengdao.

Because of this, he had a strong repulsion in imitating Lu Chen and apprehending the long history of martial arts, because he was not really sincere in martial arts.

But at this moment, he already understood.

Zhang Xuan is domineering and loyal to Wu, and he,

Be true to yourself!

Don't be obsessed with the long history of martial arts, don't be obsessed with who is the martial ancestor, all methods are for people's use, and for me!

When I think of it, the world becomes wider.

Yang Yu even felt that his whole body's energy, blood, and mana became more active, and his injuries improved a bit.

The little toad was puzzled, but he always hated others showing off other than himself, so he snorted and walked out of the house.

Yang Yu ignored it. He sat quietly for a long time to make up for the lost mental energy, and his attention fell on his head again.

Without a head, it is inconvenient after all.

"it's time……"

While muttering to himself, Yang Yu's heart glowed with red light, and the light of the Beidou Dao Fruit reflected on the Cauldron of Gluttony.

That is the magical power contained in Beidou, and it is also the method to destroy the 'Devil Boy'.

[Supernatural power: Death. The number of evolved divine species is zero.]

[Death is for you: The South Dipper is for life, the Beidou is for death. All living things are born and die, passing from the South Dipper to the Beidou...]

【Beidou illumination, see the death of all kinds】

Well...good night. It's a new month, ahem, I have to work hard to update!


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