The First Cause of All Realms

hum~

Stepping out in one step is a double world.

In the mist behind him was a shattering fantasy, but in front of him was a strange forest.

"The death of the soul is imminent, and everyone still has the mind to protect others. The founder of Zen is well-deserved..."

As the north wind whistled, it seemed that another heavy snow was coming, and Fan Ruyi was standing on the top of the barren mountain, as if he felt something.

Naturally, it was not the mountain forest where he entered the Immortal Demon Realm. There was a distance of thousands of miles between the two, and there was already the other end of Pingdu Mountain.

Regardless, this is naturally the last handwriting of the supreme master of Zen Buddhism.

only…

Before he performed the Thousand Miles Soul Locking Track, he took a few steps forward and came to a huge crouching ox stone.

Sitting on the Taoist platform, he has no facial features and looks like a **** and a Buddha.

click ~

Almost as soon as Fan Ruyi stopped the last stroke, the stone statue seemed to come alive and 'opened' his eyes.

Brahma watched intently.

With his supreme honor as a Martial Saint, under the high concentration of spirit, and this stone statue was carved by his own hands, he asked himself if there was no mystery that he could not discover.

However, at the moment when the statue was formed, he really lost his peeps on the statue.

It was as if, at that moment, the statue was separated from him by a layer of space, seemingly close at hand, but in fact in two layers of heaven and earth.

This magical power seems a little familiar...

"Dharma, Dharma..."

The air of nothingness vibrated violently, like a human tongue, making a long and loud voice:

"If he can live for another three hundred years, the martial arts of today may be much fuller! This is not too much for this seat, it is really,

Pity…"

"The tide ebbs and flows for three thousand years, and there are talented people in the country! Without Bodhidharma, there are still sloppy Taoists, without sloppy, there are still Zhang Yuanzhu, without Zhang Yuanzhu, and Henry Zhang, no one is there, and there are successor…"

Fan Ruyi's expression was flat:

"Why does Mr. Lu have such a childish mentality?"

"The times are rolling forward. Even if there are new people who are better than the old people, it's just that some people are different in the end..."

A voice came from the void:

"You are not inferior to Bodhidharma, but you will not be the new Bodhidharma."

"Brahma Ruyi is Brahma Ruyi, not Bodhidharma, not sloppy, nor Lu Chen."

In the cold wind, the old monk lowered his eyes, and the scattered long braids were blown by the wind:

"Mortal people are ignorant, and they value the past over the present. Mr. Lu, the master of the world, will not understand this truth..."

Having personally experienced the peerless battle in the Great Buddha Mountain Hall, he was very shocked, but he would not belittle himself.

The statue was dumbfounded.

"Compared to this, the poor monk is more curious, Mr. Lu's magical powers..."

Brahma confided his doubts:

“A few months ago, when Henry Zhang invited the masters of the world to fight at the foot of the Mountain of Seven Kills, he seemed to have used similar magical powers…”

"As you think."

Fan Ruben thought that he would not get an answer, but he didn't want this person to be more calm than he thought:

"Not here, not there... This is exactly the magical power Henry Zhang used that day, or it can be called 'standing without shadow'."

"Stand upright without a shadow..."

Even if he had guesses and heard the answer, Fan Ruyi's heart couldn't help shaking, and he was even more deeply afraid:

"You can actually steal people's magical powers..."

Dao fruit is the convergence of the truth between heaven and earth, and divine power is, in a sense, the authority of heaven and earth.

From ancient times to the present, there are hardly any records of Taoism and divine power being forcibly deprived by others.

He read through the history of Taoist and Tibetan Buddhist scriptures, how could he not know?

Even at the end of Qin Dynasty, that evil genius, monk Huanxi,...

"Supernatural powers cannot be deprived. Even if the happy monk of the year turned his wife and daughter into a devil's womb, it could not be considered deprivation at all, because that is the inevitable ceremony of the Dao Fruit's recognition of the master..."

The stone statue vibrated, the facial features gradually became clear, and even the articulation was opening and closing:

"This magical power is not that magical power."

"Um?"

"The fruit of the Dao comes from the heaven and the earth, and the supernatural power is the manifestation of the Dao. My generation of warriors also come from the heaven and the earth, and imitating the heaven and the earth, pursuing the Dao, naturally also has the authority of the heaven and the earth, and realizes the possibility of the supernatural power..."

"The thirteenth change of blood, the five gates of building the foundation, the four steps of the martial sage, the unity of the three elements, and the will of the five qi transforming into one, the self can be mixed into one, the outer world is as big as the world, and the inner view is so small..."

"This is God's Treasure"

Hearing the voice from the void, Fan Ruyi frowned even tighter:

"If the poor monk remembers correctly, these words seem to come from..."

"The junior named Henry Zhang is the ninth person who has followed the example in the past three thousand years. He is indeed an extraordinary genius!"

The statue is calm.

"you…"

Fan Ruyi was a little speechless.

"Are you disappointed?"

Stone statue opening:

"It's because I think Lu Chen is just like that, right?"

Brahma was silent.

In the battle of Dafoshan, even though the man in front of him had practiced all kinds of martial arts, his palm of the Tathagata could still be said to be the best in the world.

But there are too many deviations from the Lu Chen he expected...

"Thousands of rivers join together, and the sea contains hundreds of rivers. Between the world and the earth, life is as small as dust. If you don't exhaust everything and adopt ten thousand families, why is it possible to have a close look at the Dao?"

Brahma Ruyi's mind didn't hide it, and he couldn't hide it from the person in front of him, but he didn't care:

"You once said that the past is not the present, and I take it for granted. In the three thousand years of life and death, I have seen too much, and I am grateful for a lot..."

"This seat, why do you care that the descendants are better than me? The descendants are like waves, pushing me forward, if everyone in the future is like Bodhidharma, all sloppy, all are Henry Zhang..."

"That seat, it is not impossible to compete with the ancient Buddhas and gods!"

quiet!

In the cold wind, Brahma Ruyi's expression was subtle, and for a while, he felt that the person in front of him was becoming more and more blurred, and it was impossible to grasp.

After a long silence, he opened his mouth and asked:

"Shen Zang, how to open?"

"Three elements return to one, five qi energize the gods, and gods return to one, only to see the gods..."

The voice in the void has waves, and there is no lack of praise:

"As expected of three thousand years of martial arts entrusting students, I think what people have never thought about, and what people can do. If there is no Henry Zhang, this step is only afraid..."

"You, have you broken through to... what Henry Zhang said, the realm of immortals? He didn't seem to have stepped into that realm before he died?"

Brahma likes to explore.

"He didn't succeed, not because of lack of practice, but because heaven and earth did not allow it..."

This time, he didn't answer.

Brahma Ruyi's heart moved slightly, but he no longer bothered about this matter. He only remembered what he said in his heart, and then he said:

"Mr. Lu, at this moment, Bodhidharma is destroyed. It's time to take out what you promised the poor monk."

"Not yet."

call!

The cold wind on the top of the mountain was blowing, and Fan Ru's eyebrows drooped down:

"Are you kidding the poor monk?"

He was able to climb to the top of the world step by step with the humble body of a prostitute, and shepherd a country without any support.

The person in front of him, even if he is unparalleled in the illusion, has not yet entered the world, and he will not be so afraid.

"I am committed to the Great Way, and I don't care about the gains and losses of ordinary people. I will not deceive you. It's just that you want to revolutionize the world, create a Buddhist kingdom, and achieve the fruition status, but it is not as simple as you think..."

"Um?!"

When his purpose was revealed in one sentence, Fan Ruyi was slightly surprised, but he just frowned:

"What do you mean by Mr. Lu?"

"One country is not enough to describe the world, the unification of the three countries is still reluctant, and even if you count the overseas countries that you have been through for many years, it is still insufficient..."

In the void, the voice of the stone statue became very secretive:

"When I woke up from the drowsiness, I felt a little bit of future context..."

"In the next three hundred years, the Universiade will start between the white mountains and the black waters, and there will emerge an existence that adheres to the general trend of heaven's changes..."

"White Mountain, Black Water..."

Fan Ruyi couldn't help but mutter something, his eyes were deep.

"That old demon eighth world is one, inheriting the unparalleled popularity of the Central Plains divine artifact moving northward, and he must be a generation of emperors and emperors who pushed the Eight Wilderness..."

There was a faint smile in the voice of the stone statue:

"Unless you can 'degree' a Henry Zhang, no matter how you struggle, it's useless.

It’s a pity that you can’t save Henry Zhang, and in this world, there is no second King Zhao of Xifu who has been entrusted with martial arts for three thousand years…”

"Have."

"Um?"

"The poor monk said..."

Fan Ru raised his eyes:

"Perhaps, there are still..."

…

…

pat~

The relic, which had lost all its colors, fell on the palm in front of his dantian, Yang Yu frowned and opened his eyes.

"Lu Chen..."

The goshawk is difficult to cross, and it flutters its wings for a hundred miles and ten miles.

Looking down at the sea of ​​​​clouds, he felt the spiritual energy that seemed to be a lot richer, and faintly, he felt the breath of the wind and rain.

A wisp of obsession, Bodhidharma didn't leave much behind, most of what he wanted to say was lost.

And in the end, he didn't even have time to explain a single sentence of his death, he just did his best to leave behind everything that happened to him in that battle.

Tathagata's Palm, Ba Fist, Seven Tribulations Sword, Tian Gang Fist, Sanyin Killing Demon Sword, Bodhidharma Sutra...

Well, it's not just learning and applying.

According to the information vaguely conveyed in the relics, the person who is suspected to be Lu Chen, went to school, and even surpassed the original owner...

On the back of the eagle, Qin Si was playing with Tianhe.

At this moment, this strange treasure obtained from Qi Changfa has played a wonderful role, and all the information in the relic has been rubbed down.

"Then, is it really Lu Chen?"

Seeing the scene through Tianhe, Qin Si couldn't help but feel nervous:

"Is he really still alive?"

"Perhaps, this is a sign of the coming of heaven. Hundred ghosts walk every day, and there are more than one old guys who are dead but not stiff."

Carefully put away the relic, Yang Prison is still recalling and summarizing the intelligence information contained in the relic.

There is too much information missing, and he has no way to judge whether the person is really Lu Chen, and aliases are not uncommon throughout the ages.

"The sky changes..."

Qin Si sighed slightly.

In recent years, the current situation has become more and more turbulent. Natural disasters accompanied by man-made disasters have swept the Ming Dynasty, and even the world.

Under the turmoil, almost no one is immune to the impact.

What is chilling in my heart is that this is just a symptom, and the real change in the sky is far from coming.

She was a little worried, but quickly calmed down. Holding Tianhe, she helped Yang Yu analyze the information.

"Brother Yang, the person in the illusion, whether it's Lu Chen or not, is far from being comparable to an ordinary Martial Saint."

The relic has no brilliance, but in the sky, the sounds and sights within it are still repeated over and over again.

"However, according to what Patriarch Bodhidharma said, this person does not seem to be able to leave the illusion? Could it be that this person was suppressed by Patriarch Bodhidharma?"

She said guessing.

"Who is this person, there is no need to investigate. I care more about the various methods that person shows..."

Yang Yu didn't care much about the person's origin, his mind was all on the person's strength.

Bodhidharma's illusion is only opened once in hundreds of years, and the earliest it can be traced back only to more than 400 years ago. Therefore, the obsession left by Bodhidharma has never been practiced for two thousand years.

But in the illusion, his will is far from the ordinary martial arts, and being suppressed at the home court, the strength of that mysterious man is no trivial matter.

That style of Tathagata's Divine Palm is nothing more than that. The various martial arts he practiced afterward, although only a glimpse, still shocked him to this day.

He had personally experienced Henry Zhang's fierce battle against the six major martial arts in the world, and had seen the power of the unparalleled tyrant boxing.

And what the mysterious man did was almost no less than Henry Zhang, who was at his best at the last moment!

This is especially scary.

You must know that what he used was not only Tyrannical Fist, but also the Seven Tribulations Sword, Tiangang Fist, and Sanyin Slaughtering Demon Sword, which combined to strike nine rare magical skills in ancient and modern times.

"Maybe, it's magic!"

Qin Si guessed.

"Most likely."

Yang Yu nodded, this possibility is very high.

Martial arts can't last forever. If a person can survive for three thousand years, he must have a rank, and he guessed that it is a very high Buddha rank.

The word Tathagata is not for everyone.

The white dog squatted beside him obediently, listening to the discussion between the two, although he didn't understand, he was still focused.

It is getting smarter, and there are signs of being a demon.

Boo!

I don't know how long it took, the cold wind blew heavy snow, and an eagle screeched through the sea of ​​​​clouds, interrupting the thinking of the two.

"Um?"

Yang Yu converged his thoughts and looked at it from afar, and he could see a small town built on a mountain in the snowstorm.

"Heishan City, here we are."

…

"Damn beast, almost killed grandpa!"

In the mountains and forests in the heavy snow, there were the mourning sounds of birds and the scolding of many people.

woo~

A huge red-capped and white crane flapped its wings, but it couldn't fly, and a large piece of cargo was thrown into the mud.

"Liu Ye, this bird rarely sees wind and snow. After flying for so many days, it was already sleepy. I'm afraid it was invaded by the wind and cold, and it won't die, but I'm afraid it will take a few days to repair..."

Hearing the report of the servant, Yu Liu looked as usual, just nodded:

"When the explorers come back, let's go to the nearby town to rest together. By the way, who knows what boundary this is?"

"This…"

The group walked in a hurry, UU reading www.uukanshu. com was in a hurry along the way, and the wind and snow covered everything, and it was difficult to identify for a while.

It was not until a long time later that the pathfinder's servants came back to report and found out.

"Qingzhou, Shunde House?"

Yu Liu thought about it for a while, but he didn't remember what kind of backcountry this was.

"The border gate is a small place, even the name is random, because it is close to Montenegro, it is called 'Heishan City'..."

"Black, Shan?!"

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Good night…

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