The First Cause of All Realms

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Gu Qingyi's pupils shrank violently, and her hair almost exploded, like a frightened civet cat, who was greatly frightened.

"you?!"

Not to mention her, even the calm-hearted Lu Qingting, and even Chu Tianyi, who was hiding at the end of the crowd, couldn't help being startled.

I just felt the freezing wind on the top of the mountain was biting.

At this moment, what appeared in the eyes of the people of the world and the people of the future were completely two completely different pictures.

Yinyue put a single palm on her chest and looked at the old Taoist with a solemn expression, as if she was facing a great enemy.

In the eyes of Chu Tianyi and others.

That in the cold wind, standing in front of the hanging view, is a strange young man!

A young man dressed in a black martial robe and a long sword with a straight blade hanging around his waist, judging from his age, it seems that he is no more than a weak crown.

However, his breath was as deep as the sea, making people subconsciously ignore his youth.

Can……

Who is he? !

The brothers and sisters looked at each other.

They naturally know that all those who step into the fairyland will be integrated into it in a way that ordinary people cannot understand.

Yes, but this is the grandfather!

Don't say that this is the fairy and magic realm left by the ancestor, even if it is not, who is qualified to inherit his identity?

"This person……"

Tie Taffa looked stunned.

At first glance, he thought that the great master of Taoism was rejuvenated, but after a second thought, the great master of Taoism, even if he was rejuvenated, would not be able to wear a sword.

Moreover, the style of clothing and clothing is completely different from everyone around, and it is clearly a descendant of the same age as himself and others!

Chu Tianyi's eyelids twitched wildly, and he was absolutely convinced that the person in front of him was reflected by his supernatural powers, 'that person'!

only……

Forcibly suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Chu Tianyi's heart swelled, and he triggered the reversal of the future. Since he obtained this magical power, he has never urged it so frequently.

[When you came to Xuankong Mountain, you wanted to take a look at the two great masters of Buddhism and Taoism discussing the Tao, but you didn't want to make a surprising discovery...]

[You secretly tested, causing Doufo Yinyue to be furious. Under the mighty Heavenly Dragon, you have no sword in your hand, so you can't deal with it. If you want to leave, that mysterious person has shot...]

【you are dead! 】

"..."

After taking a few breaths, Chu Tianyi suppressed the suffocation in his heart and tried his best to restrain his breath.

"Amitabha."

Yinyue climbed to the top one step at a time, and folded his hands together:

"Twenty years later, Zhang Sect's aura became more and more insidious. For a moment, Lao Na almost thought that there was another person standing in front of him..."

At the same time that Yin Yue looked at Yang Yu, the latter was also looking at him.

Looking from a distance, he only felt that the aura of this great monk was as heavy as a mountain, as motionless as the earth, and he felt it more deeply at close range.

His blood is pure and majestic to a point that makes him look at him sideways.

In terms of blood and energy alone, the fat monk in front of him surpassed any great master he had ever seen so far!

And this, had to be moved.

Martial arts are not immortal ways. It is a consensus between ancient times and today. Martial arts have been inherited for three thousand years, but there are actually three very obvious nodes.

Lu Chen Kaiwu, Bodhidharma realized Taoism, and sloppy Taoists performed martial arts.

And the future generations he lives in are more than two thousand two hundred years away from the emergence of the sloppy Taoist, although no one can take a step above the Martial Saint.

But later generations' expansion of martial arts and realm far surpassed today's era.

'This monk is also a person who has surpassed the times. If he hadn't been born in the wrong era, I'm afraid he is also the best person in the world...'

Yang Yu's heart froze, but his face remained calm:

"Yes?"

"Maybe it's a bad look."

Yin Yue shook her head slightly, surprise flashed in her eyes.

At this moment, in his eyes, the Old Daoist in front of him has undergone tremendous changes compared to more than 20 years ago.

The lifespan of a human being is determined by heaven, and there are few people who have lived for more than two hundred years in ancient and modern times.

The blood of a person grows vigorously when he is young, reaches its peak in middle age, and declines in old age. This is the natural providence.

However, at this moment.

Beneath his old-fashioned appearance, he felt a vigorous, exuberant, fiery, and full of vitality.

"This old man, is it possible that he can still be rejuvenated?! As the rumor said, he is going to become an immortal?!"

During this trip, Yinyue had great fear in her heart, and with this discovery, she became even more careful.

"This great monk is not easy to pass up."

A thought flashed through Yang Yu's mind.

On the way from the back mountain to the front mountain, he thought hard about the classics he had read. However, the ancients wrote the history, mostly aimed at temples, people in the martial arts, even if they were as sloppy as Zhang, they would not go in detail.

It is because the martial artists in the Jianghu have no historians with them at all, and the daily notes recorded by the disciples are often not circulated.

Therefore, he only knew that these two were talking about Taoism for seven days, Yinyue returned sadly, and sat down soon after, but he didn't know what Taoism they were talking about.

But this was the end, and he had to think patiently.

"Master, take a seat."

After a few words of greetings, Yang Yu sat down with a heavy face, and the middle-aged Taoist priest in a black Taoist robe also spoke at the right time:

"Everyone, take your seats!"

In front of the two great masters, many martial arts practitioners put away their rebellious temperament, obedient like quails, and took their seats one after another with humility.

Lu Qingting, Gu Qingyi, and other guests from later generations had different thoughts, and there were many with ugly faces, but they had to pinch their noses and take their seats.

"Amitabha."

Once seated, behind Yinyue, a middle-aged warrior monk spoke first, with a loud voice:

"I heard that the real person has been sitting for more than 20 years, and he wants to clear the way for the world's warriors and continue the road ahead. I wonder if this junior will be lucky enough to hear it?"

As soon as these words came out, the plaza, which had no noise at all, was even more audible. The martial artists from all corners of the world were all looking straight ahead and sitting facing the Taoist.

"Um……"

When the monk asked this question, including Yang Prison, the expressions of all the people from later generations changed.

It's not difficult,

Rather, it's so simple!

As long as there are people who are successful in martial arts, no one knows that Lu Chen opened martial arts, Bodhidharma went east, sorted out martial arts, and established the realm of master and great master.

And the sloppy Taoist went a step further and completely established the saying of 13 times of blood exchange, the four steps of Wu Sheng.

"Amitabha."

Without hearing an answer, Yinyue spoke up:

"If you want others to speak, you must speak first."

He took a deep look at the enemy sitting opposite him, and said lightly:

"My Zen ancestor, Yu Da Chan, realized the Dao, and finally realized that the human body is small, the heaven and the earth are big, and the human body has three hundred and sixty acupoints to deal with the three hundred and sixty degrees of the heaven..."

"Hehe~"

Before Yin Yue could finish her words, the black-faced Taoist who was serving on the side with his hands down let out a sneer:

"Master's words are too big! Grandmaster Bodhidharma is the first ancestor of Zen Buddhism and a sage of martial arts, but he can't ignore the facts..."

"Among the excellent martial arts handed down at the end of Qin Dynasty, there is already a saying about acupuncture points..."

"Yes and no."

Yinyue looked flat:

"It is true that Ba Zun, Han Huang and other martial arts that have been circulated also have the theory of acupoints, but until the Patriarch Bodhidharma, it was not a system after all."

"good."

A group of people in the rivers and lakes nodded again and again.

Even Lu Qingting and the others nodded involuntarily.

Whether it is martial arts or Confucianism, in the end it pays attention to the fact that the predecessors planted the trees and the later generations enjoyed the shade.

Before the great master of Bodhidharma, those top talents had already discovered the mysteries of the big and small Zhoutian, so as to show the earth-shattering martial arts.

But it was Bodhidharma who really sorted all this out and indirectly spurred the prosperity of martial arts.

The eloquence of monks is mostly not bad. Although Yinyue is a warrior monk, he can speak in simple language, and all kinds of allusions are at your fingertips.

After more than half an hour, he stopped just now and folded his hands:

"Sect Master Zhang, can you enlighten me?"

"Actually, this is not a secret that is not passed down..."

His eyes swept over several descendants in the crowd who were similar to him, and Yang Yu had a strange taste in his heart.

What the sloppy Taoist realizes is actually not complicated for later generations of warriors.

However, following Yang Yu's succinct explanation, all the current martial artists present, regardless of their martial skills or status, were all moved by it.

"Blood..."

Looking at the young swordsman in front of him talking eloquently, Lu Qingting's face was blank, and Tie Tafa and Gu Qingyi felt even more uncomfortable.

"This person..."

Gu Qingyi gritted her teeth.

The two true disciples of Xuankong Mountain have extremely complicated hearts. On the one hand, it is honored to see these ancestor-level figures of various schools and sects being amazed by what their own ancestors have realized.

On the other hand, the person who told this was a peer of the same generation who came from the later world, so it would be a bit...

"The thirteenth blood exchange, the five stages of foundation building, the grand master, the great master, the four steps of the Martial Saint..."

Xu is also a little uncomfortable. Yang prison's description is not too clear, and many places have been mentioned in one sentence.

However, everyone, including the warrior monk of Dachan Temple headed by Yinyue, was completely shocked.

They were not surprised that Zhengang, Furnace, Baijing, and Baijing Xuanguan were listed as the "Four Steps of the Martial Saint", because this was just sorting out the realm of the predecessors.

But 'Blood Exchange Thirteen' and 'Martial Saint' really moved them.

Martial arts practice is never easy, not only is it difficult, but also faces great dangers, and the biggest danger is changing blood!

Throughout the ages, I don't know how many Renjie died in the exchange blood.

And this piece of sloppy, completely dismantled the exchange blood level, divided into thirteen times and merged into the five levels, which not only avoided the huge danger of exchange blood.

It even lowers the threshold of warriors!

"Amitabha……"

After a short, seemingly very long silence, the monk who was the first to speak folded his hands and kowtowed:

"A real person, a real great master!"

People from all corners of the world are also in awe and awe from their hearts.

Even Yinyue couldn't help being silent. After a long time, she spoke:

"I came here today, and the old man came here with anger in his heart. Even if the hype that Zhang Sect said, he wouldn't be able to get rid of this anger..."

really……

Yang Yu's heart was calm. First, he had expected it. Second, he finally remembered some detailed records about the fighting Buddha in front of him.

call!

Looking at the slowly spreading palm, Yin Yue frowned:

"You are this?"

The slender five fingers stretched out, as if a skilled boatman moved the lake water with his oars, causing ripples to appear.

"I heard that the master has been born with steel and iron bones since childhood~www.readwn.com~ innate supernatural power, after practicing martial arts, he is also the director of three schools, throwing the 'King Kong's body is not bad', 'Fufumingwang Gong' and the Buddha to the elephant ''Dragon Elephant Dharma Seal' is all practiced to Dzogchen?

Known as 'Living Vedas, Powerful King Kong'? "

Yang Prison asked:

"Yes or not?"

Seemingly predicting something, Yin Yue's brows furrowed even deeper:

"So what?"

"Um……"

Yang Yu pondered for a while, and in the discolored and horrified eyes of everyone, he stretched out his palm:

"Master, believe it or not, with my one-handed power, I can suppress 'Weituo'?"

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