The First Cause of All Realms

Longevity Hill, the Temple of the Five Viscera...

Looking at the plausible fairy mountain Taoist temple, Yang Jue's eyes turned slightly, and he looked up at the sky.

Amidst the surging sea of ​​clouds for thousands of miles, a round of brilliant sun hangs above the nine heavens, illuminating the light everywhere.

What he sees at this moment is not false, let alone profound art realm, but the real sense, traveling through time and space!

The mountain in front of me is not only the Longevity Mountain, but also the Longevity Mountain before the Nine Tribulations!

hum!

At this moment, there seemed to be all kinds of lights and shadows overlapping and intertwining in Yang Ju's eyes.

In the light and shadow, there is a sea of ​​clouds, a starry sky, moonset and sunrise, and sunset and moonrise...

It seems that at this moment, countless Yang prisons looked up at the same time, looking up at the sky in different years and time and space.

"The road ahead..."

"Those who adhere to the small way are the Eight Purities, next, those who combine their own way with other ways are the Seven Imperials, and thirdly, those who hold the ultimate one are the Seven Olds..."

【Chaos Heaven (Eight Divisions)】

Once the Dao realm is completed, all dharmas will return to that piece of 'chaotic sky'.

Seeing the eight-burial monk passing here, using the view of the seven viscera as a guide, he suppressed the idea of ​​destroying demons, seeing the tomb guard, the birth of Qingfengmingyue...

"The closer you get to the path, the more difficult it is..."

In the last instant, Yang Qiu had arrived behind the Qizang Temple.

Do not seek from outside, only seek from yourself.

Through that ray of evil thoughts, I could vaguely perceive the Taoist Wanshou of the past, although I could only see his outline,

"With the body of the Eighth Division, he has reached the top of the Four Tribulations! There are also people who can compare with him in the Four Tribulations in the previous life...

"It's really Him!"

"Following the feet of the most human beings, there is only the first deity in the four kalpas...

And the Seven Elders, the Seven Imperials, and the Eight Purities are not the eight paths that have been confirmed by countless enlightened masters in countless attempts since ancient times.

Rumble!

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It even drifted over without the scent of medicine.

The sigh gradually dissipated.

But as long as you move forward, you can't travel through the time and space of the 81,787 square years.

In fact, to the point where I practice now, I don't need anyone's guidance at all. What I need are just enough reflections.

Concentrating his eyes, Yang Ju hurriedly walked towards Longevity Hill.

I found a secluded place at random, and planted a ginseng fruit tree in front of me, relying on this ray of demon-killing thoughts, to perceive the aura of this Taoist of Longevity.

The young man clapped his palms and praised, but when Taoist Wanshou responded, he hastily raised his hand and pressed heavily:

"It's a pity that you end up in the Eight Divisions! Seven elders, seven royals, and eight Qings, even if you know the eight roads that have surpassed the Eight Divisions since ancient times, do you have a chance to try and practice..."

"Then, isn't it born... His four kalpas?! People are in the Tao, traveling through the time and space of the kalpas...

In the intertwined chaos, there is no scene overflowing from this ray of evil thoughts.

Yang Jue was talking to himself.

I closed my eyes slightly, following the interweaving of the qi, all kinds of scenes have emerged in my mind.

But that is the division of mind and body again, countless times and spaces overlap under my body, and I am the only one.

him? !

"Practice one way, unite all ways, combine small ways! That is, the seven elders, the seven emperors, and the eight clean..."

"He is the Eighth Division, so you can kill him for one yuan!"

As if aware of Yang Yu's arrival, this ancient tree swayed more violently, and all the ginseng fruits let out more violent laughter.

Chaos boiled in my heart, and Yang Jue's mind was solemn. Although I only had a glimpse, I haven't recognized who this young man is.

In a way and speed that ordinary people can't understand, it spreads to the heavens and the world of Hengsha.

"My obsession..."

"The Taoist Wanshou's obsession is to live to four kalpas? It seems that if his obsession is only this, it should have dissipated long ago..."

Yang Yu's heart moved, and he almost subconsciously remembered the young Emperor Yin he saw in the territory of Jilei Mountain Xuangong.

"People are in the Tao... His realm has not reached the level where he can change the past? Or..."

With the rise and fall of each thought, Yang Jue became more and more muddy and clear about his future.

As if aware of something, the Taoist temple let out a roar, which instantly caused the entire Longevity Mountain to vibrate.

Faintly, I seem to have heard that after all these long years, this is the only obsession remaining in the idea of ​​destroying demons:

Seeing the green mountains turn yellow and turn green again, seeing the soil and rocks under the fairy mountains change from thick to thin, and seeing countless birds, beasts, fish and insects born and die in it,

This evil thought dimmed to the forefront, and when all its obsessions dissipated, I seemed to hear the first voice left behind by the ancestor of the earth immortal after the death of the four kalpas.

It's just that among the existences who have cultivated to the peak, they are as weak as Buddhas and elders, and their realm and practice are all inferior to those of Qiyu.

In a trance, my mind seemed to drift through the years with that ray of energy, witnessing the changes of that fairy mountain from the present to the past.

"Chaos, the place where the world is confused, this is the beginning of the vitality of all kinds, and it can also be called the end of all kinds...

"The breath of the four calamities..."

"A robbery-like demon?"

On the ginseng fruit tree, Yang Jue's eyelids trembled slightly, but his heart became more and more intense.

Four kalpas?

Yang Jue hastily stretched out his hand, and with a vain grasp, I pinched the aura floating between heaven and earth between my seven fingers.

Yang Ju closed his eyes and listened quietly. A long time ago, my eyes suddenly flickered, and I heard the deepest obsession in the silent recitation.

Since ancient times, there is no historical record that can go through all calamities and exist forever, nothing, and only...

After pondering all kinds of information, Yang Jue vaguely came to such a conclusion:

"People are in the Tao, what they can't go beyond... Hearing the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening!"

When the chaos in the heart calmed down, this ray of evil thoughts also became dim, and the obsession seemed to be disappearing rapidly.

hum!

Looking at it from my current perspective, this young Emperor Yin, who was rubbed by the Chaos Bell, is, and may become, the master of enlightenment.

"One thought divides, and we live in the same time and space of 67,432 square years, the avenue, the avenue..."

hum!

The ancient trees are towering, and the canopy covers a small half of the Taoist temple. There are no child-like fruits swaying in the lush branches and leaves, and it is time to let out a small smile.

"Taoist Longevity, view of the seven viscera."

The seven elders are immortals, Buddhas, gods, demons, and demons.

"The body of chaos does not have the ability to control all kinds of energy and carry all kinds of methods..."

The demon of the kind of calamity is the demon leader who has gone through the waves of calamity and lost his mind, but is infected by the calamity and becomes violent and ferocious.

At a certain moment, Yang Jue's heart trembled, and he almost fell out of the induction.

One year, ten years...

"Life and death are one, development and end are one, and between the end and the end, perhaps evolution..."

call ~

I even saw the shattering process of Lu Sheng leaving the map of the clear water and cold pool, and the changes in the Longevity Mountain before and after the doom came...

All of a sudden, the landslides and the ground cracked, and it seemed that no peerless little demon was about to break out of the ground.

And, this does not seem to be immortal, wreckage!

Yang Ju's mind sank.

hum!

Yang Ju stopped at the foot of the mountain and raised his eyes hastily.

I felt the breath of time permeated the seven weeks, and a young man came out of the upside-down time and space and came to this mountain.

But for Yang Qiu at this moment, it was enough.

I am currently in the Longevity Hill, but at the same time I exist in the same time and space.

Click!

"Could it be that Taoist Wanshou was killed by him? He was killed in the real Four Tribulations?!"

"Birth and death, from beginning to end, opening up and ending... Minghe this way and practice it, perhaps, it is not the way of the Eight Purities!"

Yang Jue sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and there seemed to be no chaotic energy intertwined in his heart.

"Taoist Wanshou..."

And the Emperor Yin, who practiced the Seven Royal Ways, ranked first among the Eight Saints and Seventeen Ones.

It was the seven internal organs of that huge wreckage.

Seven elders, seven royals, eight Qings, those eight are the same path, I seem to be able to walk?

This is a horrific corpse that has drifted over the years, has been traumatized, and its soul has been destroyed, but it still has no intention to destroy it.

Such a realm..."

Hundreds of millions of years, hundreds of millions of years...

Basi is known as the extreme of the Tao, and for the very small number of rank masters, it is not the end of the road.

The Dao did not point out the way forward, but it gave him the opportunity to find his own way and consolidate his foundation in the endless years.

Because being able to leave the mind in the catastrophe is the existence of extinction, even if there is no reason for luck, it is an extremely weak person.

"Trail mixed..."

"That is……"

Yang Jue took a deep breath, I seemed to have guessed something, but I seemed to want to get to the bottom of it.

First, I saw the birth of that fairy mountain.

Even at this moment, I am quite familiar with the existence of these people under the eight divisions. One of the records about them is in myths and legends, and it is difficult to distinguish the truth from the false.

"One reason, eight saints and seventeen deities..."

Feeling the obsession of being scattered in the ginseng fruit tree, Yang Juruo didn't think about it.

"Ginseng Fruit Tree..."

Yang prison watched intensely.

The perfect person is in line with the path of heaven and earth, and all kinds of dharmas are at his fingertips, and he is bound by the realm.

Yang Jue analyzed himself, and first came to a rather subtle conclusion.

Just, and there are no living beings.

"If you follow the 'seven old ways', you will abandon all ways and only cultivate chaos... If you follow the seven royal ways, you will control all dharmas and ten thousand ways, and combine all ways to control them..."

At this point, the picture came to an abrupt end. In the first glimpse, it was the oldest mountain and river, and the stars fell like rain.

The ancient Taoist temple was empty, and the only sound came from a small tree in front of the Taoist temple.

Taoist Wanshou was also a very ordinary existence in the Four Kalpas. A perfect person who has practiced for hundreds of millions of years, his rank is Zeng Chaomai Basi, but his supernatural powers have not yet reached an inconceivable level.

A long, long time ago, Yang Ju cut away all kinds of distracting thoughts, concentrated his mind, and entered the "chaotic sky" in the sea of ​​mind.

"Sure enough, there is only a ray of remnants..."

In the territory of Xuangong, Yang Jue has seen this mountain several times, but at this moment, under that fairy mountain, I can see that there is a stronger calamity.

But the same as what I saw in the Sea of ​​Laws, the Tao doesn't feel like a fairy's cave after looking at it.

At the time of the Ten Tribulations, there were a lot of such demon heads, and Yang Jue only found a strand from the Eight Immortals Island, but at the beginning of the Fourth Tribulation, there were very few such demon heads.

On the tree, Yang Ju has gone with the wind and traveled to another time and space.

On the ginseng tree, the sound of wind and laughter intertwined.

Listening to the murmur that seemed to be there in the years, Yang Yu's heart moved slightly:

"Seven elders, seven royals, eight Qings...under the eight divisions, eight ways?"

"Sanxian Island, Pengmen Island, Yushan City, Daluo Mountain, Hanlong Valley..."

It seems that I dreamed back to ancient times, and saw a Taoist, who grew from an immature Taoist boy to a master of the Tao, known as the ancestor of the earth immortal.

Immortal mountains and blessed lands in myths and legends, islands and caves are all reflected in his eyes.

"Four, four kalpas...four kalpas, four kalpas!"

"Maybe the eight paths may not be low or high, but there is no relationship between them, they are just the pure eight paths...

But in the last moment, all the vibrations disappeared, only the temple of the seven internal organs let out an unbearable moan, and from back to front, the whole split into two halves.

With the body of the eight divisions, he is on the top of the four kalpas!

In a sense, at the same level? It seems to be true, except for the four kalpas, among all the kalpas, the Eight Sages are not the ultimate in the universe, the end of all dharmas..."

Just practice silently in a lonely mountain.

"Eight divisions, hold on to the way! Holding on to the way is the way, cultivating the way is also the way, and being in harmony with the way is also the way...

After the Taoist temple, Yang Jue played with the struggling big tree in his palm like a living thing, but the twisted and pure magic thought reflected in his eyes.

Taking this Wanshou Taoist as a mirror to compare himself, Yang Yu seemed to have nothing in his mind:

On top of the green grass and vines, there is a wreckage that seems to be still alive and dead, and where this Taoist temple is located,

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Suddenly there was no cold wind, and the branches of the ginseng fruit trees swayed.

Crash~!

There was a breeze blowing over the Longevity Mountain, Yang Jue whispered to himself, but his heart was not touched.

But its ability to travel through time and even robbery makes me feel less terrified.

With this thought, Yang Jue's heart suddenly rippled, recalling the young Emperor Yin he saw in the Xuangong territory of Jilei Mountain in the past.

I was born in the early days, amidst the turmoil, my innate talent is extremely bad, and my footwork is excellent, but I am involved in any calamity.

That is the manifestation of the foundation of my Dao Yun in my heart, but in fact, it exists in the dark.

It was an extremely intense noon, and Taoist Wanshou, who was practicing in the lonely mountain, didn't seem to notice it, and I hurriedly opened my eyes.

Longevity Hill, which stretches for tens of thousands of miles, sits majestically in this small underground area, like a giant beast lying on its back.

In this way, to confirm one's own path, and to deduce the way out...

Even enlightened masters should be afraid of the kind of monsters that are contaminated with the trait of extinction and have no part of their own memory and supernatural powers. new

"Trail!

Tao is the law of the operation of heaven and earth, and a new formation will inevitably cause changes in heaven and earth.

Yang Ju shook his head in his heart, and at the same time stretched out his hand to grab at the Taoist temple.

To me, it doesn't feel like refining ingredients.

If no mortal smells it, it may prolong life by dozens or even hundreds, which is enough to tempt any practitioner who comes here.

Using the ancient innate treasure of the Chaos Clock as a sacrifice to see Dao, the mother of all Taos in the dark, Dao's response is also unparalleled.

Yang Ju's thoughts surged.

Yang Yu said to himself, lowering his eyes, what he saw was not only Longevity Mountain.

For example, the Lord of the Eight Immortals, such as the Longevity Taoist.

With tens of thousands of years of practice, his Taoism has not yet reached an inconceivable level.