Although the Royal Library of the Great Zhou Dynasty was no longer the same as before, most of the various spiritual practices were lost, the ancient history was naturally not taken away.
Among them, there are records of the demon-striking god.
When he first saw it, Yang Yu didn't care much, but after he got the Demon Sword Box, he naturally recalled the records in the library.
The birth of the Demon-Slaying God is accompanied by iron blood. The moment it is led by the Xuanhuang World Tree, two four-tribulation spirits die under the sword.
Because of the death of the two spiritual figures, the demon god's edge has disappeared for 70,000 years.
Yang Yu read all the files and asked Gan Cang, but he had nothing to gain until he calculated the old man of Heavenly Book by knowing the future...
“Not desirable?”
Yu Yang raised his eyebrows and refused to comment.
"The heaven and earth of Xuanhuang are very different from all realms. All living things here are born from Xuanhuang. All the mysterious and strange creations are only available to those who are born here."
The old man Tianshu looked solemn:
"Xuanhuang has been a million years, you are more than the only one who covets the fortune of this world? But there is no one outside the domain who can take away a little bit of this place..."
"No one outside the territory can obtain it?"
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly, and he was a little surprised.
The "being cautious about identity" warned by the Gluttony Cauldron is probably related to this.
That mysterious yellow world tree is actually xenophobic...
"Longquan whales swallow the worlds, so they do not reject people outside the domain, but the Xuanhuang world is self-sufficient and has great constraints on visitors from outside the domain. This may be related to the Sea of ​​Negro…"
At this point, the old man Tianshu paused slightly, perhaps because he was afraid of being unable to convince Yang Yu, so he added:
"Seventy thousand years ago, Cihang led all the Vajras, and the Arhat came from Longquan, and came to this world with the pure incense of the Thousand Buddhas Heaven, but in the end, he just returned empty-handed..."
"Cihang..."
Yang Yu's eyes moved slightly:
"She has been to Xuanhuang Realm?"
"That day, all kinds of 'Buddha Demons' bodies died. The Treasure Moon King was in the first four kalpas and was also severely injured..."
The old man Tianshu told me one thing, and seemed to be very afraid of Thousand Buddha Heaven, and it could even be said to be a taboo:
"After, the World Tree shook, and one blow drove it out of the Xuanhuang Heaven and Earth. After 70,000 years, it disappeared, until the old Buddha Dingguang performed the lamp burning action, and then..."
Seventy thousand years...
Yang Yu's eyes were slightly condensed, and he was a little scared:
"Xuanhuang's attack made her silent for 70,000 years?"
So far, almost no one of the enemies that Yang Yu fought against was comparable to that female crown.
Not only did he have the four kalpas of spiritual appearance, he was promoted to seven yuan earlier than 70,000 years ago. In addition, his magic power in his previous life was so powerful that later practitioners could not reach.
One blow...
"If this is not the case, the World Tree has long been uprooted by those... "
The old man Tianshu sighed for no reason and slowly stood up:
"Xuanhuang has become a place of right and wrong. If you came here by chance, you would have left this morning, if so..."
After a slight pause, the figure of the old man Tianshu disappeared into the mustard cave heaven:
"Then you can only pray that the World Tree will not discover you, otherwise..."
Woo ~
There seems to be a wind blowing in the cave.
"Is the Xuanhuang World Tree..."
Between the bamboo forest, Yang Yu was thinking. After sitting quietly for a long time, a buzzing sound came from his body again.
Buzz!
There was also a trembling and buzzing sound in the cave heaven. All the divine beasts in the cave heaven turned into streams of light, pouring into the bamboo forest, and sank into Yang Yu's body.
Hurry~
The next moment, with a violent buzzing sound, his body suddenly decomposed and turned into the tiniest particles.
Buzz!
All the particles are like sand, but they seem to have life, absorbing the original breath in the cave and swallowing the inspiration of the inner world.
Not long after, these countless particles fell from the air and rolled into the mud and sand, and turned into countless "villains" with complete facial features, strong limbs and strong breath.
These "little men" are 70 to 80% similar to Yang Yu, and they are growing rapidly with their inspiration.
Not long after, it was about eight feet tall.
"call!"
Taking various acupoints as the foundation, Yang Yu transformed into thousands of incarnations, almost filling the bamboo forest.
"Pingdu Mountain!"
"Dingxiantai!"
"Yuhua Island!"
"Qingniu Mountain!"
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Many incarnations looked at each other, and chanted the name of the immortal mountain and disappeared into the void.
Huh ~
After a long time, all the incarnations left, and Yang Yu, who was very pale in the bamboo forest, appeared again.
Incarnation is different from clones, and all the powers it possesses come from the deity.
Thousands of incarnations were cut out at once. Even with Yang Yu’s current practice, he felt that his body was extremely weak, less than one thousandth of that of his peak.
"call!"
Sitting cross-legged in Zhulin, Yang Yu's eyes closed and his inspiration was filled with thoughts, and he sensed the whereabouts of many incarnations.
Over the past million years, there have been thousands of fairy mountains brought by the Xuanhuang World Tree. If he was asked to go one by one, it would be quite troublesome to just go back and forth.
After all, Ping Qianshan is just one of the nine major nodes necessary to refine Xuanhuang recipes.
In addition to refining recipes, he also needs to practice magical powers, complete the second-level ritual, sort out himself, and combine the great magical powers.
And looking for the path of the chaotic mind monkey to advance to the seventh primordial world, deducing the fifth step of the human immortal, and the cultivation of the spiritual magic weapon catalog...
"call!"
After a long time, Yang Yu, who had recovered his energy, slowly opened his eyes. He was thinking about all the things he needed to do. His body was quite tired, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.
He is never afraid of complicated things, he is just afraid that there is no way out...
"Paining thousands of mountains, filling the sea of ​​evil, and killing evil spirits..."
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At the edge of Chixin Shenzhou, near the Netherworld, there is a fairy mountain shrouded in clouds and mist all year round.
Between clouds and mist, this fairy mountain seems to exist between the virtual and the real, outside, and there seems to be no way to enter.
But if there is a rank master with a magic eye, you can see that the mountains and rivers are like forests inside, and there are not many birds and beasts running around here. Sometimes you can even see the legendary spiritual beasts playing and playing.
"Fellow Daoist Qingping is here!"
At some point, a loud sound penetrated the clouds and mist, echoing among the mountains, alarming all the beasts.
At the foot of the mountain, Gan Cang stopped and waited, but until the smile on his face disappeared, the formation outside the mountain had not dissipated at all.
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Gan Cang's heart sank, and after calling it several times, he heard a response between the clouds and mists:
"Master is not here!"
"Um?"
Gan Cang frowned slightly, and blew out the clouds and mists in his sleeves, revealing the two Taoist boys with panic on their faces below him.
"Do it, do it, Taishi?!"
Seeing Gan Cang, the two Taoist boys hurriedly pressed the cloud head and bowed to salute:
"Bamboo, plum boy, pay homage to the old teacher!"
"Bamboo, plum boy. Can fellow Taoist Qingping be in the mountains?"
Gan Cang asked.
"Back, go back to the old master, Master Zu, at the invitation of Master Cangyun, a few days ago, he took all the masters, uncles and brothers to the "Feast of All Laws". At this moment, there are only two of us in the mountain..."
"What a coincidence?"
Gan Cang's face was expressionless.
Seeing this, the two boys hurriedly took out a bronze mirror:
"Before the master traveled far, he left this bronze mirror, saying that if someone came to find him..."
Buzz ~
Before the two Taoist boys finished speaking, Gan Cang had already pointed at the bronze mirror.
I saw ripples on the mirror. Not long after, the majestic Taoist with wide shoulders and thick back, big ears and round eyes, hands hanging down his knees, and a twisted beard like grass appeared on the bronze mirror.
It seems to be sitting cross-legged on a flying boat, surrounded by strong winds, clouds and mists.
"The old teacher, I haven't seen him for many years, but he still has the same style."
In the bronze mirror, Qingpingshan people shook the whisk and smiled slightly.
"It's a pity that the heart has changed before the person has changed."
Gan Cang looked at the bronze mirror deeply and couldn't help but sigh:
"I still remember when you were chased by the 'Demon Slaughter Taoist' to the capital of God, you and I had a great time talking to each other and became confidants..."
"Yes! I still remember that at that time, the old master gave me the house, the method of cultivation, the treasure medicine, the Taoist magic weapon, and the 'Qingping Mountain' that was suppressed by the Great Zhou for many years..."
On the other end of the bronze mirror, Qingpingshanren also sighed, as if he was also commemorating the past, but in just a moment, he had already restrained his feelings and said:
"But I also painted a picture of the old master and left a picture of the scenery of the Shendu. I ran around the Great Zhou many times over thousands of years, and even was invited to draw nine claws for the Lord of Qiulong, which attracted him to chase him many times, and was almost a mortal enemy..."
The surroundings calmed down for a while. After a long time, Gan Cang handed the bronze mirror back to the bamboo boy and bowed his hand slightly:
“…I took the liberty.”
On the other end of the bronze mirror, there was a moment of silence, and the Qingpingshan man said:
"Old Master, most of the disaster in this mountain has passed away. You can take it back. There are ten pictures left by me..."
Gan Cang paused and left immediately:
"Thank you!"
"well……"
On the other end of the bronze mirror, on the flying boat surrounded by clouds and mist, the Qingping Mountain man sighed and his expression was also gloomy.
"Then Cang knows nothing! The last time God was in chaos, and you didn't go, he should know, but he still came to the door to threaten!"
A middle-aged Taoist seemed to be angry, but before he finished speaking, he had already been knocked down by a dusty dust and disappeared thousands of miles away by the strong wind.
"evil creature!"
Qingping Shanren's face darkened, and he gently wiped the bronze mirror:
"Brother, I am not a brother, but it is really a big trend that the destruction of the Great Zhou Dynasty is. Even if we are the ones, we will not be able to disobey..."
The kindness of life-saving, knowing each other for thousands of years, and helping each other, his friendship with Gan Cang is really great.
If he had done anything, he could agree and help.
But that Zhou is the exception...
"Without the power to suppress the world, how can you dominate Xuan Huang again? Brother Gan, the Great Zhou is already a quagmire, I just hope you will have that day to turn back..."
Taking a deep breath, the Qingpingshan people pressed the flying boat, and ripples suddenly appeared in the void.
Walking through it, you can see various islands and mountains and rivers.
The mountains and islands are not connected, they are all hanging in the void. The only similarity is that there are various palace groups on it.
"I am so happy when the Painting Saint comes to visit!"
On a fairy island, a hearty laughter came from him, and a Taoist man with a fairy spirit and a Taoist spirit stepped out quickly and greeted him from afar.
Almost at the same time, people stood up to greet the fairy mountains and islands.
"Fellow Daoist Cang Yun, you are kind."
The man from Qingping Mountain replied with a bow, and the afterglow swept across the islands and fairy mountains in the void, and was shocked.
The light from the fairy mountains filled the void, so that after he looked closely, he saw the hidden light...
That's...
"Wanfa Tower?!"
Seeing the bamboo building that looked like a pagoda, the people of Qingpingshan suddenly felt fearful.
There are many forces in the Xuanhuang world. Eighteen thousand years ago, there were many immortal mountains, immortal sects, demon sects, and other sects.
However, with the emergence of Taizu of the Great Zhou, many sects were impressed by them. Over the long years, they almost turned into officials of the Great Zhou. It was not until 70,000 years ago that the Tianding was lost, and many sects emerged again.
There are only three major forces, and they have never been completely intimidated by the Great Zhou Taizu. Beyond the Nest of Ten Thousand Dragons and Thousand Buddhas, is this most mysterious Wanfa Tower!
"Wanfa Tower?"
When Master Cangyun Tian smiled slightly, laughter also came from the tower of Ten Thousand Dharmas in the void:
"I'm wrong, it's Wanfalong Tower!"
Ang ~
Its sound is like a dragon's roar.
The unpredictable divine light instantly filled the void, and a dragon from heaven that came from nowhere was entrenched on the Wanfa Tower, looking at everyone coldly.
‘Wanfalong Tower?’
Qin Shi, who came with the royal family, was inconspicuous among the crowd. At this moment, he couldn't help but press the hilt of the sword and asked in his heart:
"You suddenly trembled, but you found something wrong?"
"Boy Qin, stay away from this place..."
“Hmm?”
Qin Shi was slightly stunned, but shook his head again:
"Father and all the uncles are here, so where can I leave if I want? But you asked me to leave..."
"There is an old monster in this building!"
A tender voice sounded in Qin Shi's heart:
"That's the old devil from the Nine Tribulation Thirty-Six Heavens, the Dragon Transformation of the All Dharma Heaven. Once you find me, you're afraid you're dead..."
"Wanfalong Tower?"
No one heard the slander of each person and sword. Qingping Shanren frowned slightly, but was shocked but not confused. He just glanced over the Tianlong coldly and his eyes fell on Master Cangyun:
"Fellow Daoist Cang Yun, don't you explain?"
"Brother Dao must not misunderstand, I will never have any malice..."
Master Cangyun looked at Wanfa Tower:
"Brother Ao, please explain it."
"Um!"
Canglong's body shook and turned into a young man wearing a big golden brocade robe with a stunning stance.
"A certain family Ao Yu, from Wanlong's Nest, became a Wandao practitioner many years ago..."
The boy introduced himself a little, and said directly:
"I heard for a long time that the Lord of Qingping Mountain has become a master of magic and a master of painting skills. This invitation is to ask fellow Taoists to add a few strokes to an unfinished painting..."
"Please paint me?!"
The Qingpingshanren frowned, and the other practitioners were also surprised.
But before the boy finished speaking, he had already shaken a scroll hidden in his sleeves.
Above it, there is a vast ocean, and there are many islands on the sea, surrounded by divine beasts and playing games with immortals.
"This is?"
Many practitioners in the void looked at each other and Qin Shi specially drew his sword in the crowd.
I don’t know what material the scroll is, but it is clearly a painting. But at a glance, I feel that the scenes, beasts, and people are vivid, just like living people.
"This painting?!"
The practitioners did not see anything, but the Qingpingshan people's eyelids jumped.
In this painting, he felt an indescribable aura, which was very weak, but made his mind tremble.
This aura comes from the first half of the poem that ends the pen:
“…Originally, Tao was the leader…”
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Chapter completed!