The First Cause of All Realms

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Shanshan City is located in the southeast of the Nanling Mountains. The climate is pleasant, and all kinds of rice are ripe all year round, with less snow and more rain.

Although the new year has just passed, spring rains have already ushered in, and the early morning mist has shrouded the entire city.

The sky was only dim, and Yuan Ben had already got up from the bed, put on his clothes hastily, and sat on the bed blankly in a daze.

This was his fourteenth day in this nameless temple, but he was still a little apprehensive and apprehensive.

In his eyes, that gentle temple owner seemed to be more mysterious and terrifying than the gods in the Longzi Temple.

Just like the big monster in human skin in the legend, under the gentle appearance, there seems to be endless terror.

"grandfather…"

Yuan Ben squeezed his little hands, feeling cramped and frightened.

He was born in Jicheng District, and he has dealt with incense and temples since he was a child. He has visited many temples and received rice noodles.

When ordinary temples open, all the respectable gentry in the city are invited to come to the booth, and they even want to donate rice, noodles and even meat oil generously.

For several months, a large sum of money and food was spent to make the temple known to everyone. The incense was at its peak for a while, but if it wanted to maintain it, it still had to give alms every now and then.

But the owner of the temple...

"Hopefully it doesn't close prematurely..."

The dull Yuan Ben prayed in his heart, stood up and walked to the front hall.

In normal temples, there are usually one or two temple congratulators, dozens of incense boys and so on, but in this small temple, he is the only one.

Fortunately, this temple is small, and there is only one statue of God.

He walked lightly to the front yard, and in the distance, he seemed to hear the faint sound of Zen singing.

Who is chanting?

Yuan Ben was taken aback.

People have boundaries, and so do gods and Buddhas.

The Buddha is unique to Ximo, and temples were not allowed many years ago, and he only came into contact with Buddhist scriptures with his grandfather...

The temple master he...

Yuan Ben thought for a while, walked away cautiously, pretended to turn his head inadvertently, and with just one glance, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

It can only be seen that inside the small temple, smoke is lingering, and the faint golden light is like thousands of ribbons, covering the gods in the temple.

On the desk, the **** statue standing with a knife actually sat down cross-legged like a human being, and his movements were exactly the same as that of the temple master before the desk.

call!

suck!

Yang Jue sat quietly, with his five hearts turned to the sky, a round of seemingly invisible light clusters suspended in front of him, and moved with his breathing.

Wisps of pure incense were guided out between his breaths, and immediately passed through his body and submerged into the mouth and nose of the **** statue behind him.

No matter how pure the power of incense and fire is, it has great exclusivity. Without conversion, living beings can absorb it, but gods cannot.

In the past ten days, every night, he has been switching incense.

Building a temple to collect the incense and vows of millions of people is definitely not something that can be done overnight, but converting the incense and absorbing it through the statue to guide the Beidou Daoguo is not as difficult as imagined.

hum!

hum!

The intermittent buzzing sound, transmitted from the statue, resounded in Yang Ju's heart.

He concentrated on sensing in the dark, and once again sensed the direction of Beidou Daoguo.

【Introduction Ceremony: Extreme Killing...】

[Reception ceremony: Incense and vows, erecting a temple to enshrine the gods...]

[Beidou sensing...increased sensing...]

[Estimated time of arrival: Thirteen years and six months! 】

[Incense burns, a little speed will come...Extremely killing, it can be greatly accelerated...]

For more than half a year, Beidou Daoguo seemed to have lost his way. At this moment, in his induction, the intermittent connection was about to be re-established.

And that channel comes from the most pure incense wish power that Lu deposited for more than two thousand years...

"Sure enough, Beidou prefers killing over incense... However, thirteen years is not too long. If I continue to burn incense, it may shorten the time by half..."

Yang Jue was talking to himself.

Establishing a temple to enshrine the gods is really effective, and the Beidou Daoguo was finally attracted by him, and came from somewhere in the dark.

Once the Big Dipper descends, he can even continue to lead other Dao fruits to descend according to the Big Dipper rank map!

Longquan Realm has perfected the ceremony of receiving and guiding Dao Fruit to the extreme, achieving ten capitals, and finding Dao Fruit is no longer just a matter of luck.

"It's no wonder that all the holy lands of the sects have to build cities. The power of incense and vows is really a good thing..."

but…

Yang Jue swept towards the ocean of his heart, and the faint sound of Zen singing surged and converged in his ocean of mind, lingering for a long time, and even gathering faintly.

This is the 'impurity' he stripped from the incense.

These impurities are all the prayers and visions for the Buddha in the hearts of Buddhist believers in the mountains and seas, infinitely beautiful and infinitely perfect.

This, however, is not something he can benefit from.

The reason why incense is also called wish power is because, in the shallow strands of incense, there are believers' prayers and visions for the gods they believe in.

But this is actually an impurity.

According to legend, even the great Buddhas and Bodhisattvas before ancient times, the gods of the gods, regarded it as impurities and would not accept it.

Because, in a sense, what these believers pray and yearn for is the perfect Buddha described in the Buddhist scriptures, which does not exist at all!

Imaginary perfection is by no means something that real people or gods, or even Buddha, can achieve.

Taking these impurities is not necessarily beneficial, but the disadvantages are extremely large.

Therefore, this is also called the 'Poison of Incense'!

Therefore, even if it takes a lot of effort, Yang Jue has to strip these 'impurities'...

"call!"

In the heart sea, light and dark are mixed, and ripples appear from time to time.

Wearing a red robe, Kuixing danced with a sword, dancing wildly in the light and dark, cutting off the connection of the Buddha's voice.

One by one, one by one, one by one...

Kuixing spent a lot of time dancing non-stop for more than ten days, and Yang Prison's already thin mana was exhausted many times.

And the strands of Zen sounds gradually gathered in one corner, and faintly, there was a bit of a Buddha-like appearance...

"Dari Tathagata! Lu Chen is quite courageous, stealing the Buddha's name and receiving incense... But this is a good idea!"

Thoughts in Yang Ju's mind turned, and within the territory of the Eighty-nine Xuangong embedded in the cauldron of gluttony, there was a long hiss.

Although he stripped out these 'impurities', it didn't mean that these impurities were useless.

On the contrary, the reason why he kept this incense crystal, before knowing that the power of the wish can lead the Big Dipper to come, what he cared most about was the wisp of 'impurity'.

hum!

The shadow of the prison-suppressing idol came down to the heart sea like a substance, stomped his feet and hissed long, and dragged the Buddha shadow gathered by the Zen sounds into the territory of Bajiu Xuangong.

Suppress it!

Click!

A crack suddenly appeared on the Bajiu Xuangong mirror.

Yang Jue's reflection in the mirror suddenly stood up, and the brilliant golden light was sucked into his mouth and nose, burning like a raging fire.

Roar!

hum!

The God of Suppressing Prison seemed to be extremely angry and hissed, colliding, confronting, and sharpening the Zen sound!

After breaking through Lu Chen and traveling through the two worlds, the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu broke through three transformations, but Yang Jue did not choose to 'absorb energy to generate transformation'.

In addition to the fact that he was not ready yet, it was also because he hadn't fully mastered the second transformation, the Divine Elephant Transformation. As long as the ordinary energy enters, it will be crushed by one blow.

The majesty of the Prison-Suppressing Divine Elephant was beyond expectation. Even an insignificant wisp of aura that had been separated by countless years and spaces was turned against him almost several times.

"The changes in the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Arts are not as strong as possible. If the changes are out of balance, there is a possibility of backlash..."

Yang Jue focused on two purposes, and at the same time receiving and guiding Beidou, he also began to practice the third transformation of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu.

Naturally, it wasn't Lu Chen, nor incense, nor Zen music.

It is the extremely beautiful and perfect spirit of the Great Sun Tathagata described by the hundreds of millions of Buddhist believers in the mountains and seas on the Buddhist scriptures, which does not exist in reality!

Deriving the true biography of Daoist Yuyu, Yang Yu certainly understands that the core of Bajiu Xuangong lies in change, and among all changes lies in balance.

Sitting in the center with one's own body, adjusting all kinds of changes, and using them to achieve balance, this is the real mystery of the Bajiu Xuangong.

Tathagata is the tenth name of the Buddha, and its meaning refers to enlightenment, while the big sun does not refer to the sun, but refers to the infinite light that shines through all darkness.

The true meaning of the combination is "the immeasurable light of wisdom and enlightenment dispels all darkness and evil charms."

If it is said that Tianlei dominates the heavenly order and luck of the four seasons, and everything happens, even just, then the idol that suppresses all hells is the most powerful.

The Great Sun Tathagata is the greatest.

Even if they are big, soft and strong, they blend with each other, and they can be balanced for a while, so that the gods and images will riot from time to time, and they will change after cultivation, as if there is no change at all.

hum!

In the eighty-nine Xuangong mirror, the light oscillates, thunder and lightning, gods, and light intertwine and change. In an instant, it flickers thousands of times, and it goes round and round without stopping.

【Dari, Tathagata Change】

【Third Change of Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art: Great Sun Change】

Yang Jue sat quietly, concentrating on all tasks, sensing all kinds of changes, while receiving and guiding the Big Dipper Dao Fruit, he was also waiting for the sunset.

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Huhuhu~

A ship cuts through the sky, undulates and flickers in the sea of ​​clouds, its speed is extremely fast, and one flicker is a land of a hundred miles.

In an instant, move three times.

However, under such a violent speed, the inside of the ship is extremely stable.

Separated by a door, the wind and clouds roar outside, but there is a different scene inside.

Gardens, rockeries, clear springs, pavilions, sea of ​​flowers, bamboo forests...

On the great lake, women in skirts, with excellent faces and figures, danced on the lotus leaves, as graceful as butterflies.

"It's the same, it's boring!"

Suddenly, a young man in brocade clothes in the pavilion in the center of the lake opened his mouth. He pointed at him casually and said:

"Snow!"

The other person saw what he meant, and also smiled and shot:

"wind!"

A wind and a snow exit, above the huge lake, the situation changes instantly, the biting cold wind blows heavy snow, and the temperature drops sharply!

"ah!"

A group of dancers in skirts exclaimed a few times, but they didn't dare to stop. Facing the wind and snow, they danced among the large pieces of ice, and sometimes they were stabbed to the point of bleeding.

"Miaozai, Miaozai!"

All the people in the lake pavilion clapped their hands and laughed, and the young man in brocade clothes picked up the jug and poured wine for the only serious Taoist in the crowd:

"Senior brother Jiang, you don't have to be so pure-minded and ascetic if you keep the precepts. Who in the world can't break the precepts?"

"Practitioners of my generation should be pure-hearted and ascetic. Although these girls are graceful, in the eyes of the poor, they are all bones..."

Jiang Qing shook his head slightly:

"Junior Brother Long~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I'm going down the mountain today to shoulder the duty of inspection, don't indulge in pleasure!"

"Senior Brother Jiang said so."

The young man in brocade clothes lightly tapped his finger, and the frozen lake had thawed out, and dozens of dancers all fell into the bone-piercing glacier.

"Yesterday, someone from Qianshan City sent an invitation card, saying that there is a restaurant in his mansion, and its delicious food is rare in the world..."

Long Xiaoyun smiled slightly.

Everyone knows that Jiang Qing is not lecherous, but it is delicious.

"Yeah?"

Sure enough, Jiang Qing's throat twitched for a moment, and he became interested:

"Then, Pindao can't miss it!"

Hmm... probably three shifts today, it's really difficult to stay up all night and hurt your mind... but, the limit must not be less.