The First Cause of All Realms

Chapter 982 My way is not in the mountains and rivers!

hum!

Under Yang Ju's gaze, a faint light glowed on the wood-burning magic lamp, which was almost indistinguishable from ordinary oil lamps.

The light was very faint, like a firefly in the night, but the moment the light came on, Yang Jue felt warmth in his heart.

This ray of light came directly to the deepest part of his heart.

Buzz~~~

In a daze, Yang Jue felt that all senses disappeared, as if he was walking alone in the dark night, without any light, and the darkness completely enveloped him.

Until the whispering sound of Zen singing that seemed to come from ancient times sounded in his heart:

"Little monk Nagarjuna, I would like to use the pain of burning my body to turn into a lamp to point the way forward for all spirits in the world..."

Light the lamp, show the way!

Yang Jue meditated in his heart, driving this spirit treasure that could only be used for the last time, and following his thoughts, a swaying ray of light appeared in the darkness, guiding the way forward.

Without any hesitation, Yang Jue walked towards the place guided by the light.

woo woo~

In the darkness, there seemed to be ghosts and gods whispering, and it seemed that something indescribable was whimpering and roaring.

This voice filled my ears like a devil's voice, even with Yang Jue's current xinxing practice, he was shaken several times.

Those whispers were not meaningless murmurs, but more like Taoist essays containing endless mysteries, as if someone with ancient supernatural powers was telling the essence of the Dao.

It seemed that as long as he stopped and didn't need to move forward, he could get the answer he wanted from these whispers.

Several times, Yang Ju almost stopped in his tracks. Amidst the murmurs, he seemed to hear the content of the third step of the celestial being, 'Kaleidoscopic Changes'.

But he suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and just followed the guidance of that light, stepping forward step by step.

clatter~

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Ju heard the sound of gurgling water, and the lost senses came back again.

Beyond the guiding twilight, he saw a new light.

A long familiar river appeared in front of him...

"A long river of martial arts!"

Yang Ju's heart moved, but his feet still kept moving, following the guidance of the light, he walked along the long river towards the end.

On the long river, the shadows of trees cover the sky, and the waves in the long river are rolling. In every wave, there is a master's understanding and development of martial arts.

Bodhidharma, sloppy, high armor...

Familiar and unfamiliar.

In it, Yang Ju even caught a glimpse of a newborn wave, which swayed quite high, faintly, as if there was a huge wheel print slowly turning.

'The Wheel of Life and Death'

Yang Qiu even sensed the subtle essence of this magical skill, which made him a little surprised, but he still didn't stop.

The long river has also come to an end, and here is where the wood-burning magic lamp used to be.

Here, the light gathers, but it is not like a lamp, but more like a mirror.

Yang Jue stood facing the mirror, the dim light reflected his own appearance, and there seemed to be all kinds of light and shadow flowing.

He concentrated on perception, in the light and shadow, he saw the long river of martial arts, the demon boy outside Yuelong City beckoning for the arrival of Dao fruit,

I saw Lu Chen retreating away from the long river, I saw myself lead the Big Dipper, I was promoted to Immortal, and I came across the border...

All kinds of lights and shadows are intertwined, that is the most profound thing in his memory...

"The way is found by oneself!"

Enlightenment rose in Yang Ju's heart.

The road pointed by the wood-burning magic lamp does not come out of thin air, but the reflection of its own soul and experience.

This is the real way forward!

"itself…"

Yang Jue murmured to himself, his mind fluttering as the various lights and shadows in the mirror light flowed.

As a human being in two lifetimes, he did not have the same thoughts as those who pity the old woman and others, who are obsessed with the way of immortals and Buddhas,

Nor does he have the pure heart of a warrior like Henry Zhang.

When he first arrived, he almost survived death, and after decades of fighting, he was constantly unstable, which made him develop a state of mind that was easy to be apart from the two.

He uses and learns everything that is useful, no matter martial arts or Taoism, whether supernatural powers or mantras.

To say it is inclusive, it is better to say...

"The law works for people!"

At this thought, Yang Jue seemed to have light in his heart, but the mirror light in front of him dimmed, and the light and shadow scattered, leaving only the last one.

He stared at it.

In the light and shadow, the cold wind whistling and heavy snow scattered, in front of a mountain forest, beside the bonfire, two people sat facing each other.

That was the scene when he followed Henry Zhang out of the fortress and carried his body on his back, and he told himself about martial arts.

"Lord Zhao!"

Yang Ju subconsciously stretched out his hand, and the mirror light in front of him shattered, and the wood-burning magic lamp also disappeared.

In his ears, the old and heroic voice sounded again:

"The other generation cultivated immortals out of the group, but our way is not in the mountains and rivers!"

…

"Not in the mountains and rivers!"

In the quiet room, the air currents swelled loudly, the little toad's eyelids trembled, and the body in front of him was headless, waking up.

"You, what did you do again?"

The little toad was a little suspicious. Although it couldn't explain clearly, it always felt that the aura of the person in front of it had changed again.

"I just suddenly found something I had overlooked before, and I was a little emotional."

After waking up, Yang Ju immediately grabbed the head in front of his knees. The demon boy's will never disappeared, but he was just waiting for the opportunity.

"what?"

The little toad was very curious.

"Well, you probably won't understand."

Burning a lamp to guide the way, piercing one's heart, this may not be considered a transformation, but Yang Jue felt that his heart was brighter than ever before.

In the past many years, he has always been under the shadow of Zhang Xuanba, even though his martial arts practice has surpassed, and even became a fairy.

But the devotion and purity of that Prince Zhao to martial arts, and his pursuit and firmness in the way forward are still beyond his reach.

Even, in his whole life, he may not have such purity and devotion.

Therefore, he was quite displeased with Lu Chen's behavior of claiming to be the ancestor of martial arts by borrowing martial arts to achieve Taoism.

Because of this, he felt a faint reluctance to imitate Lu Chen and steal martial arts, because he was not really sincere in martial arts.

But at this moment, he already understood.

Henry Zhang is sincere to Wu, and he,

Be true to yourself!

Don't be obsessed with the long river of martial arts, don't be obsessed with who is the martial ancestor, all methods are for others and for me!

Just think about it~www.novelmt.com~The world is wide.

Yang Ju even felt that the energy, blood and mana in his body became lively, and his injury healed a bit.

The little toad was puzzled, but it always hated other people's tricks except itself, and left the room with a cold snort.

Yang Jue ignored it, he sat quietly for a long time to make up for the lost mental energy, and his attention once again fell on his own head.

No head, in the end inconvenient.

"it's time…"

While talking to himself, Yang Jue's heart glowed red, and the light of the Big Dipper Dao Fruit was reflected on the Gluttony Cauldron.

That is the supernatural power contained in Beidou, and it is also the way to wipe out the 'Magic Boy'.

[Supernatural powers: injection to death. The number of **** species that can evolve is zero. 】

[Note death: Nandou notes life, Beidou notes death. All kinds of living beings are born and died, from the South Dipper to the Beidou...]

【BeiDou light, see the death of all kinds】

Um... good night ha. It's a new month, ahem, I have to work hard to update!

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