The First Cause of All Realms

hum!

The faint stream of light dissipated.

On the side of the long street that was still full of people, behind a small fortune-telling booth, a Taoist priest in a green and black Taoist robe was sitting.

Its aura is gloomy and cold, with hands in eye sockets and eyes in hands, which makes people feel palpitations.

But it is Taoist Yang with 'hands and eyes reaching the sky.

Among the 21 people who need to cross over to refine the ingredients of the three-pointed and two-edged knife, the nineteenth person is the lord of the three poles.

"Pindao has seen all the things that happened before. Your methods are quite a bit like hers back then. Unfortunately, even I can't beat you..."

When Yang Jue approached slowly, Taoist Yang smiled and said words that were very familiar to him. His pair of ghost hands protruding from his eye sockets fluttered up and down, and his ghost eyes flickered very strangely.

"He has no memory of the last time he communicated with me..."

Compared to last time, Yang Jue seemed more calm, took out his chair and sat down slowly.

"Yang Daoren, do you still remember me?"

"This isn't your first time here?!"

That Yang Daoren with 'hands and eyes open to the sky' is deducing with a method that he can't even guess.

"Fellow Daoist, you know that even if I don't help you, you will still come to the front, but sooner or later..."

The refining of the ingredients on that side is also from easy to difficult. The fourteen people before Yang Daoren, except for this general who is holding the blood-melting sword, are just scattered monsters, with incomplete magical powers and lack of Taoism.

"Pimpedao's hands can touch the sun and the moon to pick up the stars, and can look around to get the water of the dark river. With a pair of divine eyes, they can see the void, but if there is no external cause, they will not attract peeping. Therefore, if there is no transcendence of the previous life The spiritual wisdom of the master of supernatural powers will instead become the accumulation for the former to practice supernatural powers and rank.

But when you get to the four poles, it's different.

And just as I was talking about the incompleteness of this illusion, and I fell out, Taoist Yang raised his hand suddenly:

No matter today or in ancient times, the road to the four poles is a watershed. Above the four poles, it is not uncommon for mortals to kill the ten capitals, and the ten capitals win the four glory, because not all supernatural power masters are skilled in the way of killing.

But this song almost ended my next refining journey, and I was lucky enough to walk in front of Yang Daoren, and I already understood that the refining of the ingredients might be over for the time being.

For example, the master of the three-pointed two-edged sword..."

But at this moment, I only have a wisp of color left...

"Dare to ask my friend, what happened between you and me last time?"

"So, the last time the illusion collapsed was because of your body?"

Yang Daoren bit the first two words very hard, and even half a sentence was left unsaid, but Yang Jue guessed roughly.

"Dare to ask my friend, if a Taoist ghost is added to the body, how to break it?"

"According to fellow Daoists, before the Dao Fruit is refined, there is no way to tell whether there are Dao ghosts hiding in it, and once the Dao Fruit is refined, all external forces will not be able to affect the outcome?"

Listening to him muttering that sentence, Yang Jue's eyes froze for a moment, and then he found that the illusion was no different.

Reminiscent of what Daoren Yang said when the illusion collapsed last time, the thinking in Yang Yu's heart turned into a temptation:

The undulating ghost hands froze, and those ghost eyes fixed on the person in front of him, and Yang Daoren's expression gradually sank.

Yang Yu spoke at the right time.

Yang Jue thought for a while, but he didn't hide it. From the time the two met and talked, talking about ghosts, until the end...

"Out of the illusion?"

"And the law of 'combining the Dao' is passed down by the Taoist ancestors to follow the example of the demon robber. The demon robber will never die or be destroyed. When the robbery is gone, he will hide.

But only a few moments later, the ghost's eyes trembled suddenly, as if they had been illuminated by a weak light, and when they closed together, his voice became low and suspicious:

Doubtful, but sure.

Yang Qiu keenly noticed that there seemed to be various phantoms flashing past the pair of ghost hands growing in the eye sockets.

The ghost hands in the eye sockets undulate, ghost eyes

Looking at Yang Prison fixedly, Yang Daoren shook his head slightly:

"On the contrary, it's what he said, 'Big Dipper Dao Fruit,' which will cause some trouble. In the year of the Four Tribulations, there were quite a few great gods who rose from the position of the Big Dipper Star, and even great supernatural beings...

"One fate, two luck, three incense... Those three are omnipotent, and it may not be impossible to dispel Taoist ghosts!"

Yang Yu frowned deeply.

I want to meet the 'ontology,'!

"Fellow Daoists don't need to say that the poor Taoist knows..."

"But now, Pindao suddenly wants to go out, want to know what happened after the catastrophe, and take a look at the ruins of the heaven...

"Since you have reached that step, fellow daoist, you must understand that even if the poor Taoist gets out of the way, you will not be able to go on the next two steps..."

"Fellow Taoist, did you encounter a 'dao ghost?'

Under Yang Ju's gaze, Daoren Yang's chest heaved and he paced back and forth, as if he was extremely surprised.

Yan Yunqi paused slightly:

hum!

Yang Qiu listened quietly, and sometimes asked, or talked about his own situation, listening to the answer, his heart gradually became clear.

Yang Taoist thought for a while and replied:

"good."

"Pimpedao is nothing more than a wisp of spiritual wisdom that was frightened away by you, defeated by the three-pointed and double-edged sword. After so many years, I have no other thoughts..."

Hearing the word 'noumenon,' Daoren Yang felt a sharp pain in his heart. He had a very strong urge to see it with his hands and eyes, but he held back:

Yang Jue has seen many people who can retain their souls in the illusion. He knows that these people are all with strong obsessions, and he also knows that their memories will not disappear with the restart and destruction of the illusion.

He wasn't too worried about whether there were Dao ghosts hidden in the Big Dipper Dao Fruit, but he was more worried about the old man.

"With the body of ten capitals, being able to defeat a general, even in ancient times, is beyond the reach of gods. Unless the luck of fellow daoists is really bad, otherwise, this kind of 'dao ghost' is not only a calamity for fellow daoists. , On the contrary, it is a great fortune!"

"Fellow Daoist said it's not bad, if it's just that, then the deal is not worth it, but no..."

Daoren Yang walked back to the fortune-telling booth and sat down again: Yang Yu is very calm, even if he comes here he has other motives:

"Ok?"

Taoist Yang was much more sincere than last time.

Yang Ju guessed what he wanted to say, but still nodded and cooperated.

"Before the Taoist ancestor preached, the method of 'harmonizing the Tao' was widely spread, but this method is not suitable for mediocre people, immortals and gods, logically, they are not qualified to practice this method..."

"...Your Taoist is the body of the ten capitals of the extreme Tao. However, with your practice, even if the most powerful generations of Kuixing become Taoist ghosts beyond the calamity, it will only become a source of wealth for your practice and help you develop supernatural powers." Enter…"

"...I don't know, maybe..."

"Tao ghosts come from the 'joining the Tao'. If the ancient gods and demons encounter irresistible calamity, they will often choose to confuse with the Tao, and the fruit of the Tao is indelible, which is a consensus...

Yang Yu opened his mouth

"Not really..."

"Pimpedao, I can help you go on and get the inheritance of the three-pointed two-edged sword, but..."

Daoren Yang stood up abruptly, and the entire long street fell silent. All the passers-by were like faded scrolls, losing their color and light.

If it disappears, it can only be due to other reasons.

And in fact, that's exactly what happened.

Yan Yunqi in front of her was probably touched by the act of "the main body, not dead, and suspected of killing her."

Taoist Yang said silently:

When a person dies, the Dao disappears. Even if it is an ancient god, the Dao fruit will be scattered all over the place after death. The new master he is looking for will naturally have an advantage over the Dao ghost.

It has been 100,000 years since Longquan's heavenly change, and it can be recorded that the number of those who used Siyao's body to defeat the four poles was only one palm. You must know that there are four people who break the limit and become emperors in Longquan!

"Ok!"

Daoist Yang's expression of true meaning was shallower than last time, but what he said this time was obviously deeper.

"Just to get the inheritance here earlier, you have to provoke an ancient 'Taoist' who is suspected to have been revived for many years. That would not be a good deal."

It's not backtracking, nor is it spying on memory, but deduction!

Yang Ju didn't deliberately hide his thoughts, and he didn't feel anything when he told him, he just said seriously:

"As expected of a hand and an eye!"

"As early as a few years ago, Mr. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com could hear whispers from ancient times from time to time..."

"He actually came here..."

Before ancient times, I had the reputation of being able to reach the sky with my hands and eyes. First of all, I was born in the cave, and I was taught by Taoism, and I have a wide network of contacts...

Secondly, I don't have the eyes and hands that have the ability to penetrate the world and people's hearts, and deduce the future of all directions.

"Don't peep, don't push, don't count... Fellow Taoist, what you ask, I will do my best, but I also have a request..."

"Pimpedao, if you don't try to spy on the outside world, there will be no accidents..."

His chest rose and fell slightly, Yang Daoren's expression was a little cloudy, and he was a little out of his mind, and murmured:

Taoist Yang restrained his expression:

After a long time, his expression calmed down:

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