boom!
There seems to be thunder in the void.
In the small cave heaven, Yang Yu looked up and looked at him. His eyes were like the sun and the moon, scattering through the cold moon, and following the connections in the dark, he looked at the extremely far-reaching place.
It gathers the mysterious realms of all realms for millions of years, and the hidden secrets in the catalogue of Ten Thousand Immortals cannot be described in words.
In a sense, it is like a miniature sea of ​​laws, all-encompassing and omnipresent.
Over the past decades, even if he transformed into hundreds of thousands of people, he could not help but induce the transformation of the Great Sun Tathagata, and it would be difficult to see the whole story.
But the amount of income is enough to exceed anyone's imagination.
In addition to supernatural powers, Taoist techniques, martial arts, formations, true words, natal magic weapons... and so on, he also saw a deeper level of things.
Buzz!
Under the secludedness, the void seemed to have lost its meaning. Before he finished speaking, the place he wanted to see had already emerged in his eyes.
But I saw the fog in it was hazy, full of surging black tides, which was the sea of ​​laws!
"you……"
Han Yue San Ren's heart was shocked, and he immediately smiled bitterly. After half a sound, he was already in a deep drowsy sleep.
"Prince?!"
Jiang Xiazi was shocked and subconsciously jumped up, looking at "Hanyue Sanren".
At this moment, he felt an indescribable aura coming...
Ancient, desolate, mysterious and cold, just like the starry sky itself, without any emotion, only endless depth and emptiness.
For a moment, he almost thought that it was the Taoist of Tianzong who came.
"Buzz~!"
The sky eyes between the eyebrows were shining. Yang Yu could even see the old man standing with a cane and holding an ancient scroll in the sea of ​​laws, shaking his head.
"The disaster is always related... The senior is indeed, or, in other words, it was once the Sanxiaosan people..."
"I have been traveling for many years and have stopped briefly in the mountains and seas. Sanxiao is my husband, but I am not him!"
There are ripples in the void.
As the sound echoed, Jiang Xiazi's heart swayed.
"You have made great progress, which surprised me a little."
The old voice revealed from the mouth of "Hanyue Sanren". His figure had not changed at all, but anyone could see that the owner of this body had changed!
"pity……"
"What a pity?"
As soon as Yang Yu raised his hand, Jiang Xiazi, who had been swaying his mind to the point of being uncontrollable, sent out the small cave he had opened.
"The disaster is one and two sides, and the disaster is achieved. The more you get, the deeper the disaster, the more it is difficult to escape..."
"Chasing."
Yang Yu was chewing on this word he had heard countless times.
From formation to destruction, heaven and earth are disasters.
Its initially is like year, month and day, used to record the birth and death of heaven and earth. In the present, the birth and death of heaven and earth are unstoppable. Therefore, it will also cause irresistible disasters in the future, and it is called catastrophes.
"The birth and death of heaven and earth are catastrophes, and the life and death of man are catastrophes. Heaven and earth are destined to be destroyed, and man is destined to die.
The journey of immortality to seek immortality is itself a process of fighting against disasters, and immortality is disaster!"
The voice of the old man Tianshu was transmitted from the sea of ​​laws, calm and indifferent:
"Your talents are not top in the world, but in just two hundred years of practice, you will have the current progress. You will have your own luck and will have your own kalpa!"
"Something makes sense."
Yang Yu nodded, showing a very calm expression:
"Many years ago, my senior guided me to 'climb the mountain and break the catastrophe'. I think that at that time, would I have the catastrophe today be?"
"So what if I figure it out? So what if I can't figure it out? I'm just a recorder who wanders on the edge of life and death."
The breath of the old man Tianshu is slowly withdrawing, and he lowers his eyes from the depths of the sea of ​​laws:
"Your disaster is the fortune of others, and your fortune is also the fortune of others... The fortune is always related. If you think carefully, where is the greatest fortune in your life, the disaster will come because of it..."
Before the words were finished, the person had left.
At this moment, even Yang Yu could no longer sense his traces, and he cut off his last contact with Han Yue Sanren.
"I have said this and I have done all the way to get along with you and me. If you die here in the future, I can offer you a stick of incense..."
"The catastrophe is destroyed here."
Yang Yu lightly tapped the table, and his thoughts surged.
He read the "Book of Disciplines" many times and naturally knew the principles related to disasters. In simple terms, it was cause and effect.
For the Taoist ghost, being able to overcome the disaster wave and see the unfamiliar disaster is expected to recover from the later rank masters. This is his fortune.
For the latter, this is naturally a disaster!
Because the latter is in line with the ranks of the predecessors, he can see the path of immortality, or obtain magic weapons and techniques left by his predecessors. This is another luck.
If the later rank masters kill him, this is also a disaster for the former.
"The kalpa is showing the saint?"
Yang Yu thought that he had speculated a long time ago, but he felt something was wrong.
Because the rank map of the Saint-Expressing Level is a residual map!
Over the decades, with the development of the Martial Dojo Sect, the incense he accumulated can already call for a Baji Dao Fruit, but he has not decided.
Where does the disaster come from?
"The disaster is at the Eight Poles? Or is it the ten thousand immortals' catalogue? Or..."
Prison Yang was thinking in his heart.
The old man Tianshu seemed to say nothing, but he also vaguely pointed out the source of the disaster for him.
"Glutty Cauldron?!"
Yang Yu closed his eyes and his mind was floating, and he could sense the big cauldron connected to his mind.
The cauldron is dark, and the eight or nine mysterious skill realms are almost filled with ink, so it is unsightly. The ferociousness of this disaster is getting worse and worse.
"wrong……"
The thought flashed, and Yang Yu had already dispelled it.
The Gluttony Cauldron is naturally his greatest fortune, but this catastrophe is only found when it comes to this world.
‘What is it?’
Yang Yu calmly analyzed the possibilities, not knowing how long he had sat down until the Han Yue San was awakened from the quiet time.
He just looked at the last possibility in his heart...
"The Long River of Martial Arts!"
...
...
"The cows and horses of all living beings for three thousand years, and the dragons and elephants of all Buddhas for three hundred years..."
In an ancient temple in the Nirvana Mountain with endless Zen sounds, Lu Chen was holding an ancient scroll with a very subtle expression.
[Eight-Elephant Dragon Elephant Great Vajra Steps Picture…]
"No wonder Jiutian kills the child but doesn't take this picture, but it turns out that it's really a 'dragon and elephant'..."
Lu Chen sighed slightly in his heart, but his brows had already stretched out:
“So what?”
Lu Chen smiled.
Jiutian Killing Child did not take this picture, and even looked down on it, but for him, this was a great fortune!
It can even be said that it is second only to him to find the "wood-burning magic lamp" in the isolated islands of mountains and seas more than 3,000 years ago!
Because, what he got this time was not only the Eight Pole Level Diagram, but also the required Tao fruits, magic seeds, and great medicines...
Even the prototype of the natal magic weapon!
It can be said that as long as you are in line with this level map, even if you are not as good as you, you will definitely be able to reach the threshold of the Eight Poles!
"The fit is not very high, but it is barely available. I really want to thank you!"
Thinking about the Nine Heavens Killing Child who had been practicing martial arts for many years but could not become a martial saint, Lu Chen felt a little happy in his heart.
His eyes couldn't help but look at the place where the Golden Tower of Gathering many years ago. At this moment, it is also the place where the mysterious realm of the world gathers!
"My heels are too bad, and it is almost impossible to advance to the Eight Poles, but if I can get that mysterious light of creation..."
Chapter completed!