The First Cause of All Realms

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His brows were warm and his eyes were half-open. Yang Yu felt his spirit become light and light, as if he was floating up and down. As he paced, he was already in harmony with the heavens and the earth.

Faintly, he smelled two qi machines about himself between heaven and earth.

Once outside the pass, along the distance where the Dark Moon Dharma King went, it seemed that frost was gathering, and it was as deep as the sea.

Once inside the pass, I don't know its near or far, I don't know where it is.

After many years of practice until now, Yang Prison's martial arts background is no less than that of any great master in the world, even the martial arts.

The guidance and essence of the sloppy Taoist and the truthful Taoist will not let him soar, but it will also subtly affect his understanding of martial arts.

What is the unity of heaven and man?

All things are born and are mixed into one, whether people or things, in essence, it is impossible to separate from heaven and earth and exist on their own, or in other words, they are one of heaven and earth.

The secret of the unity of heaven and man is to use one's own spirit to go to the pulse of heaven and earth.

In the words of the previous life, that is, pure spirit, can capture the 'information' about oneself and even others in the space between heaven and earth.

According to sloppy Taoists, this 'information' is the 'Dao'.

"The storm is coming..."

The ups and downs of thoughts did not affect Yang Prison's walking.

The huge battlefield was bleak. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers were converging on the bones of their comrades. As far as the eyes could see, the corpses and blood were everywhere, filled with evil spirits.

On the battlefield where iron and blood are intertwined and collided, there are few 'ghosts and souls' that can exist, such as Fang Zhenghao, whose souls can only survive for a short time.

But this is because the place where the people confront each other is in the middle of the battlefield, where thousands of people gather with their hearts and minds. In such a place, it is extremely difficult to perform Taoism, and it is difficult to save the soul.

But at the edge, there is more or less the existence of soldier souls.

Lu Qingting and other Taoist priests in Xuankong Mountain recited the 'Sutra of Saving People' and the 'Great Table of Emperor Yin' to save the souls of the dead.

But only from where they walked, Yang Prison knew that they couldn't see the existence of 'ghosts' at all.

In fact, the gap between yin and yang is insurmountable. According to legend, there are even some great demons who have been seduced by their souls. One of them is limited to the book of life and death. The soul was taken away.

Only by 'the genus of ghosts and gods' or by holding the related instruments and magic weapons, can we penetrate the boundaries of yin and yang and truly see ghosts.

Of course, this is also related to Ling Qi.

Thin to a certain extent, mortals are very likely to see ghosts by coincidence, this is because the qi between heaven and earth is not enough to cover up.

Yang Prison's every move, no matter what everyone is doing, they are paying close attention.

The vast majority of the soldiers avoided one after another, and there were also some daring ones who approached quietly, or looked at this master in awe or curiosity.

They may not be able to see the mystery of the previous three arrows and one battle, but such a momentum is terrifying to them.

"what?"

Lu Qingting was chanting sutras by himself, and suddenly his heart moved, and he glanced over and saw Yang Yu pacing on the battlefield.

I don't know if it was an illusion or not, but he always felt that wherever this lord passed, the pervasive yin and evil energy became thinner or even disappeared.

"Book of Life and Death!"

After being stunned for a while, he instantly remembered the difference in this one, and with a shock in his heart, he could not help but leave the team and follow.

"Brother Lu, send the baggage, what can that one say?"

Yang Yu asked casually, his eyes swept across, and wherever he could reach, a ferocious soldier and ghost trembled, and was sucked away by the Zijin Swallowing Devil Treasure Gourd.

The essence of Taoism is an illegal treasure, except in places such as the Sea of ​​Laws and the Heavenly Sea Realm, which can only be used through supernatural powers.

If you want to be like a magic weapon, you must naturally make it into a magic weapon.

"talk…"

Lu Qingting thought for a while, then shook his head:

"The old man has a lot of words, but he didn't let Lu Mou bring the words back, otherwise, Pindao wouldn't come straight to stop the mountain..."

"Not asking these, but the reaction of the person after receiving the package..."

Yang Yu was not surprised that there was no reply.

"Reaction?"

Lu Qingting pondered slightly, and recounted what he saw and heard on the way to Linlong Road in the simplest possible tone.

For him, this trip to the Dragon Dragon was really calm. With his martial arts and divine deeds, even the greatest masters would never even think of threatening him when he was on guard.

Therefore, the only trouble he encountered was in the palace.

"...Xuanjia Jingqi is worthy of the heroic army in the world. A group of old soldiers who have lost their vitality and blood, trapped the poor road in the middle, and were forced to go back after several attempts."

Lu Qingting smiled wryly, not lacking in admiration:

"The kings of the world, this one is the most enlightened, and the martial arts in his territory are indeed the best in the Ming Dynasty, even in the world.

The three prefectures, thirty-two prefectures, and even the counties and towns of the Dragon Scales have set up 'Martial Arts Halls' to entertain all those who are committed to the military, among them, in addition to the military situation, even Baquan is taught there..."

While listening, Yang Yu captured Li Gui and sensed the change in his rank.

Every time he catches a ghost, he can perceive the vibration and response of his own dao fruit, fate map, and rank, and it is not bad to kill the person who released the plague.

Lu Qingting followed suit and told him the story.

In his opinion, the most worth mentioning of Linlong Dao is the martial arts hall and the elite cavalry of mysterious armor.

Dao, state, prefecture, county, among the four-level martial arts halls, from the inferior to the superior, and even the magic skills, all have inheritance!

What more than bully fist?

Overlord Spear, Overlord Killing Method, Overlord True Gang, and even in the battle of excavating mountains and destroying temples, most of the martial arts obtained by King Zhao of Xifu were released.

Of course, if you want to get in touch with the superiority and magic in it, you must at least enter the Taoist-level martial arts hall, and the entire book, naturally, you must join the Xuanjia Jingqi.

"How difficult is it to open up martial arts?"

Yang Yu had some admiration, but shook his head, knowing that he could not learn.

As far as Daming is concerned, Linlongdao is a very special existence. For more than 70 years, there have been no bandits, and the prosperous population is not comparable to other places.

It is easy to teach martial arts, and it can provide them with the martial arts, meat, medicinal materials, and medicinal herbs they need, but not everyone can afford it.

Taking the Northwest Road as an example, without the support of the imperial court, the alchemy masters in it, supplying 30,000 people with medicinal pills, would have almost exhausted all their abilities.

A hundred thousand, a million-level warrior, how much resources would it take?

"It's hard to get to the sky."

Lu Qingting admired, but also sighed:

"Even if it is said that it is not easy to enter the martial arts hall, but the accumulation of seventy years is too great to be terrifying. If there is no suppression by the old prince, under the accumulation of time, there will be troubles."

"It's no wonder that the imperial court is so afraid. For decades, it has been targeting..."

There is very little information on Linlong Dao, and Yang Yu has no way to analyze whether there are hidden dangers in his Dao.

But just from Lu Qingting's mouth, he could hear that the war potential of Linlong Dao was terrifying.

"Say far, far away."

Of course, Lu Qingting would not answer this topic, nor would he dare to answer it. He changed the subject and said:

"...When the old prince took the package, he was full of admiration. After that, he went out of seclusion for more than 20 days. On that day, I went to see him..."

Having said that, he paused slightly, his expression a little dignified:

"At that time, it was almost noon, and under the sun, there was no shadow under his feet!"

"Um?!"

Yang Yu stopped abruptly, and where his eyes fell, there happened to be a ferocious soldier spirit, and there was no shadow under his feet.

"No shadows?"

Lu Qingting nodded.

Who has no shadow?

With Tongyou taking away this soldier's soul, Yang Yu's brows were slightly furrowed, and there was no ghost, but of course that King Zhao of the West Palace couldn't be a ghost.

So, is it supernatural?

But didn't he once stripped away the "lifting the sky and shaking the ground" and gave up the Daoguo supernatural power?

So the suspicion array?

Or…

There is too little information, Yang Prison has no way to analyze it, and after thinking for a long time, he has no clue, so he has to press his doubts for the time being.

With his actions, the sporadic soldiers and ghosts on the edge of the battlefield have fled everywhere.

Soldiers and ghosts belong to a special category among ghosts. Once the sky changes, disasters will inevitably occur. Most of the legendary 'ghost kings' come from soldiers and ghosts.

Although Lu Qingting didn't know what he was going to do, he also saw his intention and left.

Yang Yu converged his thoughts and chased away. His footsteps were very fast, and in a short time, he had already swept away the soldiers and ghosts present.

And along the direction of the group of Baizhou Jingqi, they chased and caught no less than a few hundred along the way.

That night, Yang Prison walked all over the entire battlefield near Lanshan Pass, until the Baizhou elite cavalry returned with a full load, and then stopped.

"The sky is getting closer, and the spiritual energy is increasing little by little..."

On a barren mountain, after taking down the last soldier ghost that he sensed, Yang Yu's expression became heavier.

Ghosts belong to yin and are naturally afraid of yang, but this soldier ghost was still wandering in the wilderness when the sun was bright, and even killed a Sirius.

What does this mean, how could he not be clear?

shhhhh~

After a long while, with the return of a stream of ink-colored light, the ghost baby returned with a full load, and a large number of soldiers' souls were wrapped in his soul body, round and round like a ball.

"call!"

Dozens of ghosts were spit out in one breath, and the ghost baby was dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

"Master Kuixing, next time you refine ginseng fruit, you have to think about me..."

Poor ghost baby.

"Naturally, you are indispensable."

He casually put all the ghosts into the gourd, Yang prison felt a little, the purple gold gourd was heavy, and he didn't know how many ghosts were in his belly.

Among them, only a small part was captured on the battlefield, and most of them were encountered along the way.

only,

"How should this be handled?"

Yang Yu frowned in his heart, and he heard a buzzing sound from the 'Suppressing Evil Seal' in the cauldron of gluttony. With a thought, he let go of the Zijin Gourd.

I saw the little gourd swaying, and a large piece of black mist was spit out, and was contained in the Zhenxie Yin one by one.

woohoo~

The black fog rioted, and there was a faint voice of resentment coming out of the body.

Sir, you are eating ghosts!

"This is?"

Yang Yu naturally didn't know the mind of the ghost baby. With the digestion of the black mist, he sensed a new "soul body" in the Suppressing Evil Seal, like a blank sheet of paper.

[Suppressing Evil Seal: Soul Refinement and Corpse]

[Refining hundreds of ghosts into 'yin ghosts', 'yin gods', 'no-order grass-headed gods'...]

Feeling the information from the Zhenxie Seal, Yang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

Kuixing has the ability to rule over a group of ghosts.

However, this ghost is not another ghost, but a 'yin ghost'.

For example, at this moment, the new soul body on Zhenxie's seal is ignorant and blank, and as the owner of the seal, he can make up this ghost to bless the 'living dead'...

"As expected of a devil fruit, not only corpses, but also souls..."

Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat.

Gods and ghosts can be seen through the secluded space, the Longyuan Sword can be killed and brought down, the Zijin Gourd can be swallowed, refined, and strengthened, and the Evil Suppression Seal can rule!

This is the true meaning of Kuixing!

"I can implant memories, set a character, and even teach me the martial arts, Taoism, and magical powers that I know..."

After sensing it carefully, Yang Yu felt a little chill behind his back.

The horror of Ji Dao Kuixing has only been revealed at this moment. Since he obtained the Seal of Evil, he has always been cautious.

But what if he really let go?

How many souls can be refined and how many living dead can be manipulated?

Suddenly, Yang Yu really felt the meaning of 'holding the precepts'.

If there is no precepts, who can abide by the masters of supernatural powers through the ages, and who can guarantee that they will refine their ranks in the end,

Instead of rank assimilating itself?

"call!"

Frightened but not chaotic, Yang Yu was not afraid of snakes and scorpions, and did not try eagerly, but turned over and over to study the evil seal.

After a long time, it was sorted out.

The 'Yin Ghost' in the Evil Suppression Seal is not unlimited, and the total strength of the soul that it can accommodate cannot exceed itself, otherwise it will suffer backlash.

In other words, he can control a ghost whose strength is not higher than his own soul, or he can control two ghosts whose strength is only half his own.

It can also be ten with only one-tenth of its own strength, and so on, the total cannot be higher than itself...

And once it is higher than himself, it is naturally the time for the Long Yuan Sword to unsheath...

"If I see the book of life and death, the experience, fate, and character of the tyrannical warrior are rubbed into this soul..."

When the thought came to an end, Yang Yu suddenly felt a shock in his heart, and suddenly opened his eyes, but it was already a little while ago, and now the sunset was over the west mountain, and the sky was bleak.

Outside the woods not far away, a bonfire was ignited at some point, and a simple old man was looking at himself.

And asked in a tone that made him unfamiliar and familiar:

"Who are you?"

This is? !

Yang Yu's pupils shrank violently for a moment, UU reading www. uukanshu.com couldn't help recalling the scene when he first refined nine bulls and two tigers.

At that time, his answer was...

"Qingzhou, Yang Prison!"

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Good night everyone. Push a book... "I have a proficiency plug-in" In the chaotic world, human life is like a must.

Chen Xuan just wanted to live in peace.

So, with the proficiency plug-in, he stepped into the martial arts, constantly brushing the proficiency, and getting stronger day by day in the repetition over and over...

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