"Well!"
There was no light in the dark sky, and there was a seemingly non-existent mist covering the entire Black Sea.
He turned over and sat up, and in a trance, Hanyue San almost didn't recognize what this place was.
His memory is still in the scene where "Yang Yu" started a massacre and swept the whole city...
"I'm dead?!"
Han Yue Sanren shook his head in confusion, and then he realized that he had actually arrived at the Sea of ​​Law?
"Master?"
He suddenly reacted.
"The fate of disaster is always related. Once our 'life-seeking person' is too involved with the disaster, he will inevitably suffer backlash..."
In the hazy mist, the old man Tianshu walked over, holding a bamboo stick and an ancient scroll, and looked at his disciple calmly:
"If you weren't in the land of inheritance, you would be dead!"
"Master, you still can't bear to part with your disciple..."
Hanyue San Ren thanked his master for his life-saving grace, and was still scared:
"Master, have you seen it? In Yuelong City..."
The incident in Yuelong City was really abrupt and terrifying. The sudden outbreak of "Yang Yu" was indeed beyond his expectations.
So he didn't even react and was covered in the battle circle and almost died in it...
"I realized a little, but I didn't see you in person."
In the mist, the old man Tianshu shook his head slightly and suddenly asked:
"That person is called 'Yang Yu', a man born in the Shanhai Realm? Isn't it?"
"ah?"
Han Yue Sanren was stunned and nodded quickly.
"Who is there in his family?"
"this……"
Han Yue Sanren shook his head in confusion. He really hadn't inquired:
"He seems to be an orphan, and has a pair of adoptive parents? Master..."
Han Yue scattered people's hearts with doubts, but before they could ask, they felt the strong wind rushing to their faces, and without any reaction, they were knocked out of this sea of ​​laws.
“Master…”
Ignoring the confused disciple, the old man Tianshu walked slowly in the fog, as if he was thinking about something.
It took him a long time to open the scroll and write:
[At the end of the Nine Tribulations, ten tribulations are coming, a demon child in Longquan came to the world, interrupted by others, and has not passed…]
After a few strokes, he wanted to close the scroll, but suddenly he remembered something, one hook, one stroke,
Change "Someone" to "Yang Yu".
"Nazha Jufalu has never recorded the heavenly book, nor has he entered the cycle of reincarnation... Is his return the place where his own fortune is, or is it for whom he explores the way?"
After closing the scrolls, the old man from Tianshu muttered to himself slightly, disappearing into the sea of ​​laws, not knowing where to go:
"Can mortal fighting be called Tao?"
...
...
Open the way!
As the light lingers, all the thoughts in Yang Yu's mind are flying.
This is not the first time he has heard of Wei Jie's enlightenment, and he has even seen someone who wants to enlightenment in Wei Jie with his own eyes.
Lu Chen!
He obtained the "wood-burning magic lamp" to guide the way forward. Although what he wanted was innate, what he did was to open up the way before he could.
But Lu Chen seems to know the real mystery of "pioneering the way"?
Buzz!
As the light of light began to fade, Yang Yu came to the fortune telling stall of "Yang Daoren with his hands and eyes".
"You're this?"
The ghost hand suddenly poked forward about a ft. The ghost eye in the palm of his palm turned, and before Yang Yu could speak, he seemed to have seen something:
"Nazha Juvaluo?! He actually hid in the Beidou?!"
He had said before that, given Yang Yu’s current level of cultivation, ordinary Taoist ghosts are not qualified to fight with him.
But who would have thought that the one hiding in the Beidou Dao Fruit was actually "Nazha Juvaro"!
"The real name of the devil boy?"
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly and wrote down this name.
Whether it is the Big Star Lord of the Big Dipper or the Three Tan Haihui, it refers to the rank, not whoever is it.
"You, you..."
As if quite shocked, Dao Ren Yang suddenly stood up and looked around Yang Yu left and right, and the upper limit of the ghost eyes moved:
"You, you actually surpassed him?"
Yang Daoren's shock is beyond words.
It was like seeing an ant tripping over the ancient Canglong flying to the sky. How could this be shocked?
It's simply incredible!
"Does the real person recognize this demon child?"
Yang Yu pulled out the chair and sat down. With Linghui's body, his head was naturally flawless, but it also had a slight tingling pain.
"The name of Nazha is Fargo, and there are so few people who have never known it in the past..."
The ghost hand retracted, and Daoren Yang still couldn't calm down. He paced back and forth, frowned and recalled:
"The nine kalpas follow the rules of the eight kalpas, taking Yuanshi as the calendar, and taking billions of years as the generation. I was born in the eighth kalpas of the Yuanshi, 37.23 million years, and the kalpas were destroyed, and there were still more than three million years...
Nazha was more than a thousand years younger. When this strand of spiritual wisdom was intimidated by the three-pointed and two-edged sword, he was only less than a hundred years old, but he had become famous for a while..."
In the Yuanshili period, eight generations, and three hundred and seven hundred and twenty million years, Nazha Jufalu was born in the family of gods and Buddhas.
The friendship between gods and Buddhas and the endowment of the nine levels of gods and demons is only more than ten people in a generation.
He is also the strength of gods and Buddhas, and is less than a hundred years old. He is already the eight extremes. After a great disaster, his body and death will disperse...
"This demon child is arrogant and has made many enemies at a young age. He has accumulated more than a thousand years of accumulation. Therefore, when he encounters disaster, he can be said to have tried his best from all directions, so that his master almost failed to save him and return..."
"Almost?"
Yang Yu's heart moved. When Dao Ren Yang said this, his eyelids twitched violently and his emotions fluctuated greatly.
"It's... her mother is a Buddhist celestial girl who carried her soul and went straight to the 'Only Tree for the Lonely Garden'..."
"Only trees are given to the lonely garden? In ancient legends, the place where all Buddhas attain enlightenment?"
Yu Yang has guessed what he has guessed.
Dao Ren Yang nodded and answered in a calm tone:
"The Old Buddha was merciful and accepted him as his disciple. He issued a decree to invite the "Three Officials Emperor" to take action together, call his soul back, help him to advance to the "Three Altars", and recast his body with the Buddhist treasure lotus platform..."
“…”
At this point, not to mention that Yang Daoren was speechless for a moment, even Yang Yu felt a little tooth pain.
This background is really a bit great...
"The Buddhist merit lotus, but those who recite the Buddha, will be almost invincible. What you have overcome is afraid that it is just a wisp of his soul..."
As if touched by memories, Daoren Yang was speechless for a long time.
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Yu Yang nodded.
This can also be seen from the words of the demon child.
"It's no wonder that the friendship between the two tribulations is also called the Dark Age. I think this is the case at the end of the Eight Tribulations that year, right?"
After a long time, Yang Dao Ren said:
"Although I have not experienced it, if what Nazha Juvaro said was true, even his Taoist fruit was occupied...
Then, I can only say that, including him, the gods, demons, immortals and Buddhas at the end of the Nine Tribulations, all of them cunning rabbits and three holes…”
"Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp, shrimp..."
Yu Yang sighed lightly.
How could he not understand Yang Daoren's words?
What kind of existence should the demon child have if he practices and is born in this way?
"The strong prey on the weak is like this forever. Even if the emperor cannot change it, what can we do?"
Daoren Yang was silent for a moment before asking:
"Since the fellow Taoist is better than the demon child, he can turn disaster into luck. With his will, he can not only be promoted quickly, but also have a glimpse of the future..."
"But, I will really offend this demon child and the many gods and Buddhas behind him..."
"So what?"
Prison Yang calmed down instead:
"Whoever kills me will kill whoever I am. Who can I blame for the power of others?"
This disaster was not something he could choose, and the demon child was destined when he came to him.
Unless he kills his soul and gives his body and practices, he will eventually be offended.
In fact, unless he no longer practices and is promoted from now on, he will encounter the "Tao Ghost" one day.
Not a devil boy, maybe something else...
"well……"
Looking at Yang Yu's calm expression, Daoren Yang sighed for no reason, and he really had nothing to say.
Because, if he expected that it would be true and his deity would still be alive in the world, then what would be different from that devil boy?
"If you want to completely overcome this disaster, you must erase his soul. Otherwise, once he escapes from suppression, he will still return to the Beidou Dao Fruit and take your body again..."
Daoren Yang calmed down:
"How to erase his soul, as I said last time, if both fate and fortune can't suppress him, then there is only the power of incense!"
"Thank you for your advice."
Yang Yu nodded. This was one of the reasons why he returned to Qianshan this time.
"Real person, Yang is here, and I have another question. I wonder if you have heard of the 'opening of the way'?"
"Travel the way?"
Dao Ren Yang was slightly stunned:
"This seems to be a saying before the ancient times, saying that it is a relationship between two disasters. When the great way is about to be born before it is born, if one can use the fruit of Tao as a guide to open up the way forward, one can improve one's own innate and footsteps..."
"Just that's it?"
Yang Yu was a little disappointed. He could see that Yang Daoren did not hide it, as if he was really unaware.
"Otherwise? If you open another road, is it a dead end? Even if it is feasible, what can you do?"
Daoren Yang asked:
"The fruit of the great way is the fruit of the great way. This is the path of eternal life that truly reaches the great way. It is the gathering of the blood of millions of gods and demons in the past few disasters.
Even if there is any new path, how can it be compared with it? Innate and feet are important, but distracted, it is a taboo in practice!”
"Maybe."
He partially agreed with Daoren Yang's words, but not completely agreed with them.
The way of immortals and Buddhas has gone through various disasters, and the number of gods and demons in the constant sand has expanded it, and it has become the ultimate prosperity path.
But he knew better that if there was no one's immortal martial arts, he had died outside Yuelong City before.
"perhaps?"
Daoren Yang looked sideways.
"The way of immortals and Buddhas is extremely prosperous. Like the demon child, he has walked along this path in a very long way. His talent, background, fortune, and practice are all above me..."
Along the way, Yang Yu thought a lot, and still remembered the scene of the demon child waving his hand at that time.
"How can we compete with them without finding another way?"
"Fight with them?"
Daoren Yang was slightly stunned.
Yang Yu had already bowed and left here and ended his refining.
In the faint and clear sea of ​​heart, he walked for several steps, and waved to the "wood-burning magic lamp" that he had bought for a long time but had not used.
Chapter completed!