Trepid ~
A crane chime resounded throughout the sky. In the sea of ​​clouds, Yang Yu, who was the "demon-suppressing Sanren", looked around in the sea of ​​clouds and looked at him.
However, with his current vision, he could not see the edge of this stretching mountain above this uncovered sky.
"call!"
After a long time, Yang Yu sat cross-legged and let the white crane soar, supporting the Zhengang to open up many books he had collected over the past few days.
The Martial Saint Yicheng, the identity he chose was much higher than before. The demon-slaying Sanren even had a white crane mount. He traveled thousands of miles and traveled all the villages and towns he felt.
"The blessed land of Wanshou Mountain..."
This is an ancient scroll written in an unknown animal skin. It is also an ancient Taoist script. Yang Yu looked at it quietly and corresponded it to what he knew.
He didn't know what the blessed land and cave heaven meant first, but in this ancient scroll and what he gained in the nine nine mysterious realm, they all pointed to the word "avoiding disaster".
It is also called the "holy place to avoid disasters", the "place to overcome disasters", and the "boat on the other side".
According to legend, any blessed land and cave are created by ancient gods and Buddhas who take the place where spiritual qi gathers in the world, and combine them with many Taoist fruits and magic weapons.
The blessed land of Wanshou Mountain is naturally no exception.
According to the ancient scroll, the blessed land of Wanshou Mountain was originally the cemetery of a great master of "Wanshou Taoist" who was a great master before the eight kalpas.
Later, he was refined into a blessed land by an ancient god with great magical powers, and it was an excellent place to avoid disasters among the seventy-two blessed lands.
"The blessed land is dependent on the heaven and earth, but independent of the heaven and earth. Only in this way can we find a glimmer of life in the great collapse at the end of the catastrophe..."
The records on the ancient scrolls are actually not very detailed.
Who opened up the blessing land of Wanshou Mountain and what power it has, was not mentioned, but it was the only book he discovered that mentioned the Five Internal Views.
According to the above records, the Five Internals View is the original core of this blessed land, and it is also a forbidden place that was banned by the ancient god.
"The Forbidden Land..."
Yang Yu felt a little moved, and suddenly remembered the book "Traveling to the West" he had obtained a long time ago.
Take out the travel notes with extremely strange records from the mustard seed space and flip it casually. It was a chapter about Wanshou Mountain.
‘Three Burials will lift the Gods’ Mountains at will, and the Five Insects will conquer the demons’ longevity!’
Demonic life!
Corresponding to the two books, Yang Yu seemed to have some awareness and started to study the travel notes from the Three Burials of the Demon Monk from the beginning.
On the surface, this is just a story of a monk named "Three Burials" traveling west to seek scriptures under the protection of his four disciples.
But if you read it carefully, you will find that the half-volume travel notes are recorded in the only process of the three monks practicing their way on the road, trying to combine the five paths of "god, immortal, Buddha, demon, and demon".
This travelogue is only half a volume, or even far less than half a volume. To put it bluntly, only five stories are recorded in it.
In addition to the "Five Internal Contemplation of Demons and Life", there are also "Chechi Kingdom Fighting Xuanmen", "The Master of the Seven Buddhas of Heifeng Mountain", "Jindou Mountain invites to fight against the stars of the sky", and "The Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons of Lion Camel Ridge".
After careful calculation, it is also intimately consistent with the five great sects of heavenly beings, such as "god, immortal, Buddha, demon, and demon".
"It's a pity that I can't find other fragments. It's hard to guess too much, but..."
Turning back to the Wanshou Mountain chapter, thinking about the words on it word by word, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel a little moved:
"Demon Shou, Demon Shou, if the three monks really want to suppress the corpses in Wanshou Mountain, then,
The breeze and bright moon are the grave guardians or guardians?”
After this thought changed, Yang Yu felt a little enlightened.
If his idea is true, then...
"If the guardian wants to get rid of his duties, he must be able to break the three burial monks' methods. Qingfeng doesn't seem to work, and the bright moon doesn't work, even if you think so!"
With the long ringing of Baihe, Yang Yu entered the limit this time and withdrew from watching the recipes of the Five Insects.
"The bright moon is still in the five internal organs!"
With this idea, Yang Yu felt very calm.
If he really asked him to search for Wanshou Mountain, which is like a small world, it would be really troublesome.
After breathing a sigh of relief, Yang Yu was about to withdraw when he suddenly felt aroused his heart and waved to get the map of the Qingshui Cold Pond.
This picture is his biggest gain in the recipe of the Five Internal Medicine Viewing. With the spiritual qi in this picture, he does not have to collect spiritual qi over the years like other great masters, and can even sacrifice to alchemy dragon scissors every day.
“Huh?”
After a casual glance, Yang Yu couldn't help but jump. He saw the echo that seemed to come from the "Taiyi Gate" behind the map of the Qingshui Cold Pond:
"They are really alive?"
...
...
Huh ~
The strong wind blew around the sky and took away the last ray of temperature on the ground.
This is a snowy and ice world.
From the earth, to the sky, and even the sun shining with light and heat, it seems to be covered by thin ice fog, and it looks ethereal.
In the vast white world, there are more than a dozen people walking among them, in the wind and snow, as small as ants.
cold!
So cold!
A cold wind blew away, taking away a trace of temperature that had finally been covered, and Xu Changsheng couldn't help but whine in his heart.
Wrapped tightly in the animal skin, his teeth trembled and his mind was divergent. He had endless yearning for the ancient times recorded in the book, which are distinctive in the four seasons.
According to legend, before ancient times, the sky had sun, moon and stars, changing all year round, with the fierce winter and the hot summer.
But that was nowhere near what happened before.
"Uncle Master, come back!"
In the team, someone finally couldn't help but speak.
He was a man with a rough face and seemed to be in his thirties or forties. However, Xu Changsheng knew that this man was only sixteen and was his brother, named Xu Kaishan.
"Yes, let's go back to Uncle Master, this is really too cold..."
The group was already unable to bear the blowing of the wind and snow. Someone spoke and echoed, and the noise finally alarmed the Taoist in front of him.
In the heavy storm, this man was wearing the same thick clothes and looked a bit bloated. He turned around and ice crystals hung under his nose:
"Shut up!"
Gan Ping shouted softly, his face full of regret:
"As a disciple of my Taiyi family, how can you be afraid of this mere wind and snow? Ah snee..."
Perhaps because he was speaking too quickly, two large snots spurted out with ice crystals, which made the faces of the younger generation in front of him turn red.
"Damn it!"
Gan Ping's face also turned red, her whole body became hot, and she suddenly shook off her frozen hard snot. He gritted his teeth:
"It has been more than half a year since the mountain gate was cut off. If we still can't find food, then......"
He originally wanted to say that the uncle and the ancestors would starve to death, but when he thought that this was too disrespectful, he swallowed it.
"Yes, but there is no food in this ice and snow..."
Xu Kaishan was mourning.
The wind and snow are too strong, but they have only relied on the "fasting pill" for many days. This thing can only ensure that you cannot starve to death, but you can only starve to death.
He was cold and hungry at this moment. He was considered strong, but he was almost unable to bear it.
"Uncle Master, Bai Xiong!"
Suddenly, Xu Changsheng pointed not far away, and a thin white bear seemed to be attracted by their voices and rushed over with red eyes.
"The master said right, the temperature has risen, and indeed the frozen beasts have recovered!"
Gan Ping's eyes lit up and he suddenly stepped forward. Then, this contemporary true disciple of Taiyi Sect was knocked to the ground.
"Uncle Master!"
The disciples of Taiyi Sect exclaimed one after another, and then rushed forward and were scattered by the white bear.
"A bad beast, you dare to attack Dao Master!"
In this collision, Gan Ping was almost vomited blood. It took a while to recover. He blushed and shouted, before pointing out:
"Zhuxian Sword, kill!"
His voice was full of energy, but the flying sword hanging behind him was not very proud of his face. He shook it for a long time before he rose up and hit the white bear.
...
After a hard battle, everyone was injured. When Bai Xiong was so angry that he was overwhelmed, Gan Ping also fell and was so tired that he couldn't get up.
"All lie are lies... What kind of flying sword attacks thousands of miles away..."
Xu Changsheng felt very sorry for helping his breathless uncle up.
Since the day he joined Taiyi Sect, he has heard a lot of the power of his sect, such as the power of gods and demons before ancient times, such as the ancestors and gods and Buddhas, such as the great supernatural powers, and such unparalleled Taoist techniques.
but……
"Hold it and go back!"
Gan Ping calmed down and waved his hand.
More than a dozen elite disciples of Taiyi Sect took action, dragging the ropes, dragging the white bear, weighing hundreds of kilograms, towards the mountain gate.
I don’t know how long it took until all the disciples of Taiyi Sect were exhausted. From a distance, the mountain gate of Taiyi Sect also appeared in front of everyone.
This is also the place with the least snow and wind.
The faint sunshine reflects the snow light, illuminating the road ahead. It is a majestic and sacred mountain of giant mountain.
The only drawback is that at this moment, the sacred mountain is facing downwards and is planted in the vast snowy field.
When a group of people looked up from afar, they could see the beautiful palaces and halls hanging hundreds of feet high, and the holy land of fairy mountains...
However, the real Taiyimen station is just a very simple courtyard located in the middle of several small villages.
There were only about thirty people in total, and twenty people were old enough to need to be served...
"Master, Master! The junior brother is back. He caught blood food, caught blood food!"
From a distance, seeing Gan Ping's figure holding his head and chest out, the courtyard at Taiyimen Station became boiling. A dozen old Taoists struggled to go out with the help of several disciples.
The old masters who hadn't eaten meat for a long time, didn't care about their reserve and went up to meet them.
"What kind of system, what kind of system!"
The old Taoist with gray hair and beard walked at the end. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but be furious:
"A mere little blood food will cause you to lose your composure?! You have lost all the faces of my ancestors of Taiyi sect!"
Gan Shanyue was furious and scolded her, stretched out the wood crutches, and beat them one by one. But when she saw the white bear, she couldn't help but stir up like thunder in her belly.
"Go, clean it up and give half of it to the villagers. The rest is best made into bacon..."
He scolded a group of disciples, and the old Taoist Gan Shanyue coughed several times and distributed Bai Xiong. Finally, he called several disciples in front of him.
"The wind and snow outside are much smaller?"
He was very anxious about this matter.
"Returning to Master, it is indeed much smaller. As you expected, there are indeed traces of wild animals. In addition to this white bear, there are also traces of snow wolf..."
Gan Ping is respectful.
The person in front of him was the ancestor of Taiyi Sect with the highest level. He also made a desperate move and made a decision in the endless snow disasters. At the cost of Taiyi Sacred Mountain, he used taboo techniques to freeze the world and protect them.
It was also him, the first to wake up from the taboo ice, and with a crutch, smashing the ice that sealed them, awakening them.
"Sure enough, indeed..."
Xu Changsheng looked at the back of his eyes and saw that the body of his ancestor was trembling, as if he was extremely excited.
"Go, go."
The two of them were interested in asking, but Gan Shanyue had no intention of answering. She waved her hand and asked them to go down.
In person, he staggered back to the yard.
Near Taiyi Sacred Mountain, the wind and snow were extremely small. Although there was no green in the courtyard, there was no chill. Several old men squatted under the old tree to play chess.
"I'm still playing chess, I'm still playing chess!"
Seeing these old guys, Gan Shanyue was so angry that she trembled all over, and raised her crutches, beating the old men and fled in their arms.
After a while, Ganshan was so exhausted that he stopped panting, and several old men also did it on the ground.
"Senior brother, what else can we do if we don't play chess? This broken thing has no reaction at all!"
Pointing at the sacred mountain above my head, several old men completely turned on:
"In your room, there are a lot of Taoist fruits, but what's the use? Not to mention Taoist fruits, we can't use any Taoist technique!
Yes, the heavy wind and snow seem to be getting smaller, but don’t forget that the beasts and monsters that were frozen in the snow are about to recover..."
"Wait for death, wait for death!"
"Don't think about the fact that it's too big. It's been thousands of years. You can still hold on. We really can't stand it..."
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Almost all the old men were red in their eyes.
Gan Shanyue was trembling all over, but she couldn't refute it. She just pinched the crutches again and again:
"I'm a good one..."
Looking at the departing junior brothers, Gan Shanyue finally couldn't help but burst into tears, and then burst into tears:
"Ancestors, disciples, disciples are incompetent, incompetent..."
Behind the closed courtyard gate, Gan Shanyue cried so hard that he was heartbroken. He was ordered to activate the forbidden technique in his prime in times of crisis.
He never gave up in those countless years that were frozen, but at this moment, he felt a sense of despair.
He has been struggling to this day, until he is about to die, but he still...
After a long time, he wiped away his tears and returned to his room till he was filled with piles of tears.
It was the Taoist books, ancient scrolls, classics that fell from the sacred mountain, and the "Dao fruit" he dug out of the iceberg bit by bit.
“Is there no hope?”
He murmured to himself, touching the ancient scrolls one by one. Finally, he picked up a book of Taoism, which was left by Master Xu Shengyang.
"...The great catastrophe comes from top to bottom, and gods, Buddhas, immortals and demons can hardly escape. Only those who fail to achieve enlightenment may have a chance to survive under the blessing of the cave heaven and the blessed land..."
"I am incompetent and cannot protect my disciples' inheritance. I can only use this life to bring blessings to the land of future generations..."
...
After the familiar book opening, the ancestors explained the Blessed Land and Cave Heaven. Gan Shanyue has read it countless times, but she still studied it word by word.
The Cave Heaven and Blessings are the only possible effective way to avoid disasters before the end of the catastrophe.
Before the end of the catastrophe, all the blessed caves in the world were rooted in the heaven and earth, absorbing spiritual energy and strengthening themselves. After the end of the catastrophe, they were all separated from the heaven and earth, like a lonely boat, wandering in the unknowing mezzanine of heaven and earth.
By this, avoid the disaster.
Gan Shanyue didn't know what the outside world was like at this moment, nor did she know if she and others had survived a long disaster.
But even after going through the disaster, there is still a layer of despair that cannot be overcome.
That is, how to make the blessed land of the cave world come back to the heavens of the universe again.
The blessed land of the cave heaven and earth is without spiritual springs and spiritual roots. The spiritual energy inside it will only pass by one day and end up withering all things.
If they cannot come back again, even if they pass through the disaster, they will have to die.
But he had no spare energy.
He even lost the power to climb Taiyi Mountain. It was hundreds of feet away, which was insurmountable for him, who was physically mortal.
And the world will become worse day by day. In other words, he can't even "leave it for future generations to solve it"...
"After all, is it a waste?"
The deep despair made him unable to stand after experiencing great disasters and fell into the Taoist book that he regarded as treasures.
Bang!
The accumulated Taoist books and ancient scrolls almost submerged him, without the desire to struggle, Gan Shanyue just wanted to have a long sleep.
He is too tired.
But suddenly, he turned over and sat up, and saw the yellowed scroll deep in the pile of ancient scrolls.
"This scroll..."
The turbid eyes lit up, and Gan Shanyue suddenly sat up, held the scroll in her hand, flipped it, and looked to the back.
Ancient, strange and familiar Taoist script appeared before his eyes.
That was the text from the ancestor Xu Shengyang, to his teacher Xu Cun, and even himself...
Looking at this article, he seemed to have returned to the past in a trance.
At that time, he was only about twenty years old and was ordered to take over the position of head of Taiyi Sect and obtain this scroll.
Once, he had great hope for this thing. The great immortal on the other end of the scroll passed on a Taoist technique called "Martial Arts", which allowed generations of ancestors to capture the spiritual qi when the spiritual qi was extremely thin, and then promoted to the ten capitals.
However, after the spiritual qi completely dissipated, many ancestors in the sect extinction, and he was sad and moved the taboo technique of Taiyi Gate, frozen everything and waited for the time.
Until this time...
Seeing this scroll again, for some reason, hope suddenly rose in his heart, and his trembling hand suddenly turned to the end.
"This is?!"
...
...
"They are still alive?"
In the Glutty Cauldron, Yang Yu was a little confused when he saw the last appearance of the scroll.
He never expected that a sentence that felt something at that time would receive an echo many years later.
But how is this possible?
Taiyi Gate has actually survived the end of the disaster and passed on to this life?!
Recalling the struggle and despair of the heads of Taiyi sect for thousands of generations, Yang Yu was deeply shocked for a moment.
That is the great disaster that destroyed the ancient times and countless legendary gods fell, this Taiyi Sect...
[Disciple Gan Shanyue, please ask the great immortal to save me Taiyi Sect!!!]
On the scroll, a new Taoist text appears.
"Gan Shanyue? Yes, he is the last sect of Taiyi Sect, is he still alive?"
Looking at the two lines of Taoist writings, it took a long time for Yang Yu to come to his senses.
"That Taiyi Sect has been passed down for so many generations, and there are countless masters in the Sect... they can't solve it. How can I save it?"
He hesitated slightly, but still couldn't help but feel curious. Yang Yu thought about it and then replied:
【How to save?】
The other end of the scroll was silent for a long time before the Taoist text appeared. The font fluctuated violently, showing the excitement of the person.
only……
"There is no spiritual qi, Taoist fruit, magical powers, and Taoist techniques in the world. How can our physical mortal fetus cross hundreds of feet high?"
He read out the Taoist script on the scroll word by word, and Yang Yu was a little surprised and confused for a moment.
That's it?
The legendary great god has opened up and passed on for countless thousands of years, and even survived the great disaster. The problem that cannot be solved is actually...
"There is no spiritual qi in the world? Where is this Taiyi Gate?"
Yang Yu was shocked and confused, but after thinking about it, he still answered:
[A few martial arts I passed on to you back then were lost later?]
"Martial Arts?"
Gan Shanyue on the other end was stunned for a long time before she answered carefully:
"The great immortals have their own records in the sect, but at this moment I can't go back to the mountain gate... Moreover, without spiritual qi, can the Taoist art, called martial arts, be practiced?"
When the long questions were sent out, Gan Shanyue was extremely tired. Without the nourishment of spiritual energy, it was extremely difficult for him to write a sentence.
What made him even more nervous was that there was no response from the other side.
‘The Taoist art called martial arts…’
Seeing the questions on the scroll, even though Yang Yu was extremely keen, he couldn't help but be speechless for a long time.
That's what I said?
He was a little confused and turned back silently, turning to the part where he passed on several martial arts including Yi Qi Jue.
Sure enough, he only mentioned that martial arts can capture spiritual qi, but did not mention that martial arts are not Taoist techniques.
But isn't this common sense...
Only then did Yang Yu realize that for him, martial arts is not a Taoist technique, which is of course natural.
But before ancient times, there was no such thing as martial arts...
After his thoughts changed, Yang Yu carefully responded, but he did not have the intention to explain it in a long way, just said:
[Martial arts practice does not require spiritual qi...]
Finally, several martial arts were attached, which was different from the careful test last time.
This time, Yang Yu chose the most comprehensive and easy-to-get-in-class martial arts from the best martial arts he has learned.
Prison Yang did not respond for a long time. Gan Shanyue on the other end was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
He was afraid that he would be negligent and offend the great immortal on the other end. He uneasyly searched through a bunch of Taoist techniques and ancient scrolls, and finally found a book.
"Even if it's a great immortal, it will be useful, right?"
He carefully read this Taoist book, Gan Shanyue responded with difficulty, and suddenly saw the Taoist text flashing on the scroll, and he couldn't help but tremble all over.
"The Taoist technique that can be practiced without spiritual qi?!"
Gan Shanyue's mind was blank.
"What kind of great supernatural power can open up Taoist techniques that are independent of spiritual qi?!"
The huge shock made him erase most of the reply he had written...
Chapter completed!