The First Cause of All Realms

"Mr. Lu, goodbye by fate, if... Forget it, you and I have no fate, so it's better to disappear!"

A faint white mist covered Hanyue Sanren's body, and in the horrified eyes of Lu Chen and a group of refugees and soldiers, it disappeared into the air, like white smoke blown away by the wind.

"Fate against the sky, a visitor from outside the sky..."

Without trying to block it, the wooden Buddha watched quietly. In the fairy and magic realm, Lu Chen stood up, frowned slightly, and his expression was subtle.

There is a sky outside the sky, and all the worlds in the universe, this is not a secret for him, and even he faintly knows that the sky outside the sky may be more suitable for cultivation than this world.

But only know.

Escape and break the world, the legend of time and space, even for him today, it is also a legend in the legend.

Void is everywhere, but there is nothing to think about, want to break...

Therefore, when he first learned of the existence of Tianwaitian, he also pursued it for a while, but then slowly gave up.

until now...

"Tianwai, are you a visitor?"

Witnessing the disappearance of the fortune teller, there was an uproar in the gathering place, and the wooden Buddha watched quietly.

After a long time, he glanced at the disciples and grandchildren of Hanyue Loose People who chased out of the inn, and there was no movement.

Naturally, he would not do anything to these people, not only because these people were not a threat, but also because the Hanyue Sanren left them with money to buy their lives.

This old Taoist stayed here, waited for a long time, pointed out the existence of heaven and earth for him, and let him see with his own eyes that his person disappeared in this world, how could there be no reason?

But as a teacher, I finally sheltered my apprentice once...

…

"Farewell, Shanhaijie!"

Light as smoke, but enough to cover all the white fog that probes into the outside world, Hanyue Sanren meditated in his heart.

Even though it has been hundreds of years since birth and old age, and seeing many partings of life and death, I can't help but feel a little disappointed at this moment.

As soon as we say goodbye today, I don't know if there is still a chance to return to this world where he was born...

hum~

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long time later, a humming sound that seemed to be absent reverberated in his heart.

"This is…"

Between the reverberations, Hanyue Sanren was in a trance for a moment.

In a trance, I only feel that this life is scattered in front of my eyes like a cloud of smoke...

Broken home when he was young, he was adopted by Shizun Sanxiao Sanren...

When he was young, he was successful in his studies, traveled in the mountains, and became a guest of high-ranking officials.

When I was middle-aged, the beauty passed away, and my heart was disheartened. I only felt that life was like smoke and dust, and it was fleeting. I went back to the mountains to find a teacher and pursue longevity...

......

One by one, one by one, everything that I have experienced in the past few hundred years, and even many memories that I have long forgotten, all spring up in my heart, and it is fresh.

"Someone is spying on my fate..."

Suddenly, such a thought emerged in his mind, and Hanyue Sanren came back to his senses, but he was not surprised, and even his expression was very calm.

This is a place where there is only a faint light, and the ancient roads are extremely dark all around, and the length of the ancient road is unknown.

"A bamboo building."

Hanyue Sanren raised his eyes and looked at the source of light.

In the deep and silent darkness, the light source was like a burning lamp, the light seemed weak and soft, but it seemed to be able to convey infinite depth.

Holding the unknown token that had been crushed but condensed again, Hanyue Sanren was not afraid, and calmly walked towards the source of the light source.

This ancient road was terrifyingly silent and terrifyingly long. He walked along the way for an unknown amount of time before he saw a bamboo building in the shape of an ancient pagoda in the light source.

Above the bamboo building, there are three words he has never seen before, which seems to be Taoist, but it seems to be more ancient.

His memory is very good, and at a glance, he knows that he has never seen such words anywhere, but the meaning of the words emerges in his mind.

"Wanfa Building!"

This is the name of this bamboo building.

In addition to the name, there is also the progress of this bamboo building, as well as some other precautions.

Just three words, there is so much information in it, actually (this chapter is not over!)

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There seems to be a million words!

what text is this?

Han Yue San's heart was shocked, and there was an answer in his ears:

"This is the "Law Mantra. It is said that before ancient times, a supreme being created by imitating the heaven and the earth. Every word contains the unpredictable and tyrannical power of ghosts and gods..."

As the voice drifted, a middle-aged man in a green shirt with a somewhat Confucian temperament appeared in front of the bamboo building and introduced with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist from Shanhaijie, I am the master of supernatural powers who joined Wanfa Tower before you, you can call me "Ji Huanyang,..."

"Friend Ji is polite."

Hanyue Sanren's eyes narrowed slightly and responded with a smile, but he was a little apprehensive in his heart.

He could understand what this person said. It was the language of Shanhaijie, but this person was obviously not from Shanhaijie.

He, born with two pairs of ears...

Ji Huanyang didn't care much about Hanyue Sanren's vigilance, just smiled slightly:

"Fellow Daoist is from the mountain and sea world? I don't know what to call him?"

"Almost forgot, rude, rude, the name of the poor road is "three smiles," commonly known as "Lu Chen," when I first arrived at the treasure land, I need more guidance from friends from Ji Dao."

This old man suddenly realized that he patted his forehead.

"It turned out to be fellow Daoist Lu."

Ji Huanyang didn't know whether to believe it or not, and nodded slightly, as if remembering something:

"By the way, fellow Daoist Lu, every supernatural master who joins the Wanfa Building has an opportunity to communicate with spiritual treasures, don't miss it...

This, but we join Wanfa Building, the only good fortune that can be easily obtained, Xuantian Lingbao...,

"Thank you for your pointers."

Hanyue Sanren nodded his thanks and walked into the Wanfa Building without haste.

According to the information obtained from the three "Law Mantras", this bamboo building is the external image of the "Xuantian Lingbao Wanfa Building."

It seems to be one, but in fact there are thousands of them. Even if the two entered the bamboo building at the same time, the location is completely different.

This information is not difficult for him to understand, but Xuantian Lingbao...

He knew all the magic tools, magic treasures, and spiritual treasures. This mysterious heavenly treasure is above the spiritual treasure?

hum!

Inside the bamboo building, there is a gloomy atmosphere.

Hanyue Sanren stood in it, thinking to himself, trying to figure out how to communicate with this Xuantian Lingbao, his heart suddenly shook.

The surging white mist gathered into words, like a waterfall, constantly emerging and circulating.

"This is it again?"

Hanyue Sanren looked at it carefully.

Upon closer inspection, this complicated torrent of text is divided into two sides, one of which is called 'Tired of merit and becoming immortal, small merit and great merit listed in the name'.

[Dragon Sabre: Inferior Spirit Treasure, 84,000 Small Works Required]

[Extreme Demon Slayer Sword: Low-grade Lingbao, requires 84,256 small efforts]

[Rebellious Second World Pill: Spirit-level Treasure Pill, requires 76,000 small efforts]

[Jiuyao rank, pure Yang Taoist rank map: 8,000 small work required]

The words that flow like a waterfall seem to have a soul-stirring magic power, which makes Hanyue Sanren involuntarily concentrate.

And where his eyes converged, it was the Disobedient Second World Pill.

[…find the Buddha fire of the Eight Treasures, fetch the rare and precious water from the four seas, yin and yang to refine the essence of the Tao…

Taking this pill can recast the longevity of yin and yang without ignoring the spirit and wisdom, without hurting the foundation, and it can also improve the innate and the feet...]

"How could there be such a treasure in this room?!"

Hanyue Sanren couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He has suffered for more than three hundred years, and has a deep understanding of the number of yin and yang lifespan.

Because he can live to this length of life himself, relying on the loss of yin life.

This method can certainly prolong life, but Yin life is absolutely impossible, so even ghosts cannot do it.

So, as soon as he saw this pill, he couldn't help but be moved, but...

"What is this great merit and a minor merit?"

After a long while, Hanyue Sanren suppressed the throbbing in his heart.

He read through the Taoist Cang, but he knew that in ancient times, practitioners once had the saying of "constructing merit and raising immortals".

If practitioners have great merits in heaven and earth, and great deeds in the present and ancient times, they can ascend to heaven, and then go through the thirty-six caves, that is (this chapter is not over!)

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Can be promoted to angel.

What is this great work?

Without waiting to explain, Hanyue Sanren has an unprecedented interest in the Wanfa Building in front of him.

After reading the "Xiao Gong District", I looked at the "Da Gong District".

In the fog, the great power area was very blurry, and there was not much revealed, but just such a startling glance made his heart tremble.

【Hot Wheels: Superior Spirit Treasures, You Need Eight Hundred Great Deeds…】

[Three heads and six arms: Great supernatural powers, requires great effort nine hundred and twelve]

[Fa Tianxiangdi: Great Supernatural Powers, requires great effort nine hundred and twenty-three]

[Purple Qi Accumulates the Body: The Book of Incarnation of Great Magical Powers, requires great effort, one thousand eight hundred and forty-three]

Just looking at it at a glance, Hanyue Sanren couldn't move his eyes a little, and there was a huge wave in his heart.

As the master of supernatural powers, how could he not know what is called great supernatural powers.

According to ancient legends, before ancient times, in the great era when the immortals and Buddhas lived in the world, those who messed with the situation, laughed proudly, and looked down on the gods were all called great supernatural powers!

"Is there a legendary great magician in this Wanfa Building?"

This thought just flashed, and Hanyue Sanren felt a little chill on his back, and struggled to suppress the distracting thoughts in his heart.

Further up, the great power area was blocked by fog, and he was highly concentrated, and only saw some words from it.

"Hanguotian, Tuotatian, Batian Xingzun, Candle Demon Walker, Qingyuan Wonderful Way..."

In the fog, the words at the top made Hanyue Sans heart sway, but soon, he came to his senses.

Not to mention whether the things in the fog are true or false, even if it is true, he can't get it.

Because he doesn't even have small skills...

"Hangong Gong District? This so-called big merit and small merit turns out to be a reward for driving others...,

Glancing at the Xuangong area on the other side, Hanyue Sanren became more and more sober, and also had a vague impression of this Wanfa Building.

It's like a killer organization...

The thought of Han Yue's distraction has not yet flashed, and strands of white mist gushed out from nowhere, shrouding him again.

A desolate and indifferent voice rang in his ears.

"Watch!"

The same ancient mantra, obscure and grand, not waiting for a response, seems to have penetrated his mind.

Hanyue Sanren just thought for a moment, and before he could respond to a single word, the white mist around him was already violently surging.

Threads and strands of broken scenes appeared one after another around him, like clouds gathered into a thick fog...

The sky is high, the sun is light, and the snow is high.

Under the blizzard and snow, the mountains of the earth seemed insignificant, and the many gathering places on the earth, as well as the armored vehicles galloping in the wilderness, became more and more insignificant and vague.

"This is, Shanhaijie... This is that Xuantian Lingbao spying on my fate? Who was it before that?"

Hanyue Sanren moved in his heart, but there was no rejection. Those who counted people were counted as people.

This was the first lesson taught by Master Sanxiao Zhenren when he was getting started...

clap la la...

In the white fog, all kinds of scenes circulated wildly.

Hanyue Sanren has never seen his life so clearly, from croaking, babbling, to old age.

decline…

In the life of more than three hundred years, the revolving lanterns seem to be passing by in front of them, which can be described as a snap of a finger.

hum~

Suddenly, along with a soft sound, the scene in the mist is no longer circulating, but is rapidly pulling in and freezing.

"This is, Northwest City..."

Hanyue scattered people's eyes condensed.

In the frozen picture, there is a small restaurant, and the female disciple is lying in her arms with a flushed face.

Hanyue Sanren's face darkened, he really didn't like this kind of secret being spied on, but his heart was shocked in a flash.

The place where the picture freezes is not me, but...

"Yang Prison?!"

The desolate and ancient, obscure and grand voice sounded in his ears here, the difference is that this time it is no longer the "Law Mantra,"

And in that indifferent voice, there are anthropomorphic fluctuations:

"Great Demon Yang Ni? No, no (this chapter is not over yet!)

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It's him…"

hum~

The white fog was violently surging, and an inexplicable fluctuation suddenly appeared in Hanyue Sanren's heart, which made him bone-chilling.

He felt that a terrifying thought beyond his cognition limit descended into the rolling white fog.

Ancient, deep, sacred, horrible...

In the next moment, his eyes were completely black, and he lost any capture of the outside world. Only when he was dying, he heard an obscure murmur:

"Different worlds nourish similar flowers..."

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Chapter 816 In the Wanfa Building, the great demon Yang Ni!