The First Cause of All Realms

call!

The dark bamboo house was illuminated for a moment, and Yang Yu shook his arms, rubbing his muscles and bones, making a 'jing dong' sound like the clash of gold and jade.

The practice of the Vajra Indestructible Body is also diligent.

This is the fastest way of diligent cultivation in this horizontal practice magic, which is centered on not being bad, but it is actually bad.

After each injury, this martial arts will improve, and this time, being injured by the sword qi of the sloppy Taoist, the progress is even greater.

After a few days of hard work, it was comparable to the past three months of hard work, approaching the fourth rank. .

Of course, the essence of King Kong's indestructibility has been integrated into the "Early Yuan Zhen Gang" by him.

..

"Huh!"

With a mouthful of turbid breath, almost overflowing energy filled the body, and the slight skin trauma was visibly improved.

The sloppy Taoist's sword was finally kept in his hands. Although the injury was serious, it did not damage the root. After a few days of hard work, he recovered most of it.

With the remaining half, it won't take long to recover.

"The sword is close to the Tao"

There were ripples in Yang Yu's heart, which was his extremely detailed martial arts progress bar.

For more than half a year in the illusion, Yang Prison was naturally not abandoned. While condensing the yin and yang grinding disc, he also refined other martial arts.

However, as the level of martial arts increases, progress inevitably slows down.

In fact, any superior martial arts, if you want to cultivate to the highest level, are all based on the number of Jiazi. If you want to do it overnight, how easy is it to say?

However, his integration of his own martial arts has already begun, and he is only a little warmer.

Then the furnace can be ignited, and all the scriptures will be unified.

"Is it feasible to integrate the essence of other superior martial arts into one based on the real gang in the early Yuan Dynasty?"

After his thoughts turned around, Yang Prison slowly drew back his momentum.

Crack!

The floor tiles were smashed, Yu Fengxian yawned and leaned on the knife sleepily:

"Are you awake?"

Yang Yu's expression changed slightly, he got up and thanked: "There is a Princess Lao..."

This time, he sat quietly for two nights and three days.

"Thank you for what?"

Yu Fengxian waved her hand and didn't take it seriously at all, like a little girl who couldn't hide her secrets, showing off mysteriously:

"Let me tell you, I just learned an incredible palm technique, and I'm waiting for you to try it with me..."

waiting for me here...

Yang Yu shook his head with a wry smile, and was somewhat interested in the palm technique she had learned.

Yu Fengxian's devotion to martial arts is incomparable to him, and she can call it incredible. I'm afraid this is also a martial art.

It's just that there are quite a few masters who are masters of mastery, but there seem to be not many who can be called divine skills...

"An incredible palm technique?

Yang Yu was curious, but before he could ask, Wang Muzhi's voice sounded outside.

"Lonely men and widows live in the same room, and it spreads out, but it has a bad reputation for the daughter's family...

Phew!

The door was pushed open, but Wang Muzhi was still sitting on the riverbank, playing with his flute.

"What kind of lonely man?\"

Yu Fengxian glared at him angrily, only then did she realize that when she was a female liuyedeng, the back of her ears was a little hot, and she suddenly lost her footing, and slipped away with the knife: "You, you I'm healed, come to the palace to find me!"

Wang Muzhi smiled:

"Junior brother, it is the most difficult to accept the grace of a beautiful woman."

"The county master protects the law for me, but it's just the friendship of fellow robes, how can there be any love between men and women?"

Yang Prison shook his head.

I'm just afraid that most of the time, this guy doesn't consider himself a girl...

"This county master has a pure heart and is a good match. If my junior brother marries her, there will be no harm at all..."

Looking at Yu Fengxian's retreating back, Wang Muzhi said with a pity.

Yang Yu was reluctant to talk about his marriage with others, and even felt a little disgusted:

"Are you waiting for me these days just to talk nonsense?"

Even if the injury was too severe, and he first explored the life chart, he always kept a part of his mind on the outside, and he was naturally the unfathomable senior brother who was on guard.'

There are many true species of various sects who have entered the illusion this time, but this is the only one who is seen by the sloppy Taoist.

Wang Muzhi didn't care, and instead asked:

"You challenged Zhenren Zhang because of the ceremony?"

"good."

Yang Yu didn't hide it, because he had something to ask for advice.

"The answer is so straightforward, do you want to ask about my fate map?"

Wang Muzhi's smile was half a smile, and he saw through his mind, but he didn't refuse. He just pointed to the other side of the river and asked Yang Prison to take his seat.

The latter is very kind, and he really has too many doubts in his heart about the life map.

"To understand the life map, we still have to start with Daoguo.\"

Wang Muzhi raised his flute lightly, and there seemed to be wind in the Vientiane Mountains to ensure that the voices of the two would not be heard:

\"What do you think Dao Guo is?\"

"The intersection of laws, the essence of heaven and earth?"

Yang Yu's heart moved.

"It's too general, and it's just an image."

Wang Muzhi didn't answer directly, but talked about his process of chasing the life chart.

He was not from a common background, and he still had a rift with his teacher. The process was actually not smooth, and there were many setbacks and heartaches involved.

"The world is natural, why does it condense the fruit of the Tao? At first, I also had doubts, and it was later that I happened to be in an ancient temple and entered a fairyland left over from ancient times.

Wang Muzhi is very calm and seems willing to share:

"In ancient times, there was a saying that they compared the fruit of the Dao to the fruit, and the heaven and the earth to the tree. The law is the water and soil that nourishes the tree..."

"This statement has some meaning, Yang Yu nodded slightly, this is an analogy that he has never heard of.

"According to this statement, Dao Fruit is a magnificent divine object born from nature that waters the heavens and the earth. Then, what is the life map?"

Yang Yu's heart trembled slightly:

"Heaven and Earth!"

"Yes, according to ancient sayings, the life map is actually the heaven and the earth. The starry sky chaos that ignites the life map is called the sea of ​​law!

He glanced at Yang Yu in amazement, and Wang Muzhi revealed what he knew:

"Because Dao and fruit come from the sea of ​​laws, therefore, if you want to become a rank, you must go to the sea of ​​laws. If you can't show yourself to the heaven and the earth, how can you be considered a 'immortal god?'

"The Sea of ​​Laws..."

Yang Yu was thoughtful and was surprised.

He had never heard of this statement from a sloppy Taoist, and there is nothing secret about his senior brother's body...

"There are many similar sayings, and similarly, some call it the 'Sea of ​​Chaos', the Long River of Destiny, and the Heavenly Sea of ​​the Star Realm..."

Wang Muzhi mentioned it a little, this is his impressive statement:

"What impresses me more deeply than the Sea of ​​Laws is another way of saying that they take the four steps to become an immortal and compare it to the road to a god.

Divided into finding Godhead, spreading fame, igniting the fire of God, and holding the throne high! Although the substance has not changed, it is much more intuitive. \"

When Yang Yu thought about it, this statement was even more novel:

"So, igniting the life chart and refining rituals must be carried out in the 'Sea of ​​Laws'?

"good."

Wang Muzhi nodded:

"The fishermen in the ocean can tell the direction according to the air current and the sun, and we have no other support. Keeping the precepts is the only way to set an anchor point."

"Keeping the precepts is neither important nor important. If the immortals lose me, then first of all, they must become immortals. For me, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, but the choice must be in accordance with one's own mind.

"The methods of keeping the precepts of different schools are actually similar, and you can choose by yourself."

He didn't hide it, Wang Muzhi's calmness made Yang Prison very surprised. Although these were not top secrets, they were hard to come by.

But I gave it to myself like this...

"I see…\"

Yang Yu took a deep breath and thanked him:

"Been taught a lesson.\"

"It's not a secret either, so the younger brother suffers the loss of being alone. Otherwise, you should have known about these things."

Having said that, Wang Muzhi felt a little regretful:

"Compared to those big sects, we are lacking a lot. As far as I know, such big forces as Xuankong Mountain, Lanke Temple, Dachan Temple, Zhujian Villa~www.readwn.com~ The real seeds cultivated in their sects, Before learning martial arts, first learn to keep the precepts...\"

"The old man planted trees and the later generations enjoyed the shade. The truth remains unchanged from time immemorial."

Yang Prison didn't care.

The big forces naturally have many advantages compared to the loose people, but these advantages did not fall out of thin air.

The sect disciple Zongmen died, once entering the sect, it was almost selling one's body.

"You can see it openly, but you are famous, and in a short time, there may be many big forces recruiting. If you don't care about the world, you can find a force to join, and it can be regarded as a wise way to protect yourself in a chaotic world...\"

Wang Muzhi sighed:

"It's just, can you still live under someone else's fence?"

It was not a question, but a sigh. Before Yang Yu could answer, Wang Muzhi had already stood up and waved his farewell:

"Junior Brother, goodbye by fate!"

Not far away, Yu Jing had already packed up his luggage, carrying large and small bags, feeling Yang Yu's gaze, and raised his hand to say goodbye.

"Goodbye!"

Yang Yu gave each other hand in hand.

He was not surprised by Wang Muzhi's departure. After Longyuan Palace took the heir, neither the imperial court nor the old lady of the palace would allow him to stay in Longyuan City.

He forced to stay for a few days, I'm afraid he was really waiting for him

"Master Yang, it makes people wait.\"

Just as Wang Muzhi's back disappeared, someone came again in the Vientiane Mountain.

Several eunuchs shouted back and forth, and the person who came was Ren Xiaoxiao, the head of the second gear of the East Factory. He held a bronze mirror in his hand and smiled:

"Master Yang, there is a noble person who wants to see you"