There are many secrets in Linghuang.
For example, in the Taoist ancestral hall on Kunlun Mountain, is there a map of mountains and rivers left by the Taoist ancestors when they established the religion?
For example, where did the feud between Daoyan Zhenren and Song Nu in Qingdi City start?
Another example is the statue of the female Sword Immortal standing at the top of Sword Immortal City. What is she waiting for?
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Shen Yu knows many secrets and even knows them personally.
Even he may not know many secrets. It's not that he didn't investigate, but that Shen Yu or Tai Xuan have no interest in those secrets.
If you are bored, you will not care.
Sometimes when Shen Yu is in a daze, he will think of answers to some questions.
Therefore, the thought of finding out will always influence his Taoist mind. Everything Shen Yu does after waking up is similar to Taixuan's indifferent Taoist mind three thousand years ago.
Good or bad.
Shen Yu didn't know, because the path he took this time was completely different from Taixuan, and there were no traces of his predecessors.
It takes trying, so Shen Yu is willing to let his heart affect his Tao heart.
As you wish! whatever you want.
Corpse Abandoned Buddha looked at Shen Yu in shock, with a glimmer of light in his blue eyes, which represented an emotion.
Fear.
There are too many secrets in this man, and time is being cut by something in a trance, constantly changing between three thousand years ago.
Soon he discovered that he had many questions, but Shen Yu had no answers.
But Corpse Abandoned Buddha still couldn't help but continue to ask: "The person who appeared from the void that day and snatched this finger bone away was you? Or was it someone else? If it was you, I know that you are only in your 20th grade. Sui, if it wasn't you, how could that phalanx appear in your hand?"
Shen Yu said lightly: "I am not him, and he is not me. Your level is too low."
Being told by a practitioner of the Divine Ascension Realm that his realm was too low, a trace of anger appeared on the face of the Corpse Abandoning Buddha. After living for thousands of years, no one has ever dared to do this even when facing a peak realm expert like Miaohua. Disdain yourself.
But when his eyes met the eyes of the handsome man in front of him, he couldn't help but tremble slightly in his heart, as if there was a chill in his heart.
He didn't dare to refute.
"Why, I don't believe that Miao Hua's realm has reached a point where even I can't match it." Shi Qi Buddha murmured.
The words were full of disappointment.
"She is looking for the path to eternal life. Miaohua no longer cares about power, fame, and status in the world, but you have not even gotten rid of the seven emotions and six desires."
Shen Yu talked a lot today, perhaps because the mustard seeds hidden in this finger bone contained too much information, or perhaps because he met a person from three thousand years ago and wanted to chat more.
Or maybe, Shen Yu is too boring.
Except for himself, no one can see through Shen Yu's heart. Corpse Abandoned Buddha can't do it, Su Mo can't do it, and even Dao Yan Zhenren can't do it.
The atmosphere in Xumi Mustard Seed suddenly became silent.
Shen Yu was not talking.
The Corpse Abandoned Buddha gave up the idea of taking action. Here is the world formed by the combination of Miaohua and Tao. That finger bone is the key to Xumi Mustard Seed.
All the rules of this self-created world are controlled by Miaohua, just like the controller of the Linghuang world.
Corpse Abandoned Buddha raised his head and said: "I know this day will come eventually, but even if I die here, I still refuse to accept it. In the past, present, and future three generations of Buddha status, the lamp-burning Buddha has fallen, the master has fallen into a deep sleep, and the future Buddha's I am the only one qualified to inherit the fruit position. Even if Miaohua is the most amazing prodigy in the world, he can never get it..."
Shi Qi Buddha's words were full of sadness. He knew that since Miao Hua's finger bones had introduced him into the Sumeru mustard seeds today, there was no possibility of living.
Miaohua Hedao does not mean that she has truly become the cold and heartless Mustard Seed True Spirit.
He abandoned the Buddha and was one of the murderers of Miaohua.
If Miaohua's body was immortal, perhaps Sumeru Mustard Seed would not exist, and Miaohua's path to the great road would be a different experience.
Shen Yu finally came to his senses.
Shen Yu said: "The end of everything is the source."
After saying this, Shen Yu seemed to see Fairy Miaohua, who was so magnificent three thousand years ago.
Shen Yu taught her a wind and rain method.
This is a Taoist method that Master Taixuan learned in Kunlun. At that time, Taixuan was already the number one person in the world. Even the Holy Land of Kunlun did not notice his presence.
Kunlun is the ancestral land of Taoism and has the highest level of Taoism. Taixuan looked at it and realized the wind and rain Taoism.
Shen Yu's right hand randomly drew several mysterious trajectories in the void.
Not long after, dark clouds gathered in Xumi Mustard Seed, strong winds blew against our faces, and then heavy rain poured down from the sky.
The Corpse Abandoned Buddha is not human, but half human and half demon.
Physically strong, except for a few warriors from Qingdi City, the entire spiritual wasteland can be considered among the top five.
But after coming into contact with the rain, cracks began to appear on the transparent body.
The traces of cracks overlapped with the path of rain across the body.
The transparent flesh was melted by the rain, and then turned into white mist rising.
The bones that were as hard as a magic weapon were reduced to ashes under the erosion of rain.
The Corpse Abandoned Buddha struggled and roared.
But no voice from him could be heard between heaven and earth.
Because all that was left of his head was the bones with two holes.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was a clear cry in the clouds.
Shen Yu looked quietly at the origin of the sound. The dark clouds flowed with the gentle sound of the sound, and a thunder and lightning appeared in it.
The lightning was very small, about the size of a hair.
The small thunderbolt was very close to the ground, so naturally it could not make a thunderous roar, but only made a soft crackling sound.
It was like the sound of a piece of jade falling to the ground and breaking into pieces, crisp and decisive.
Canopy-like clouds.
Hair-like thunder and lightning.
The sound of falling jade.
Everything is so simple, like a natural phenomenon that already exists between heaven and earth.
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The lightning in the spiritual wasteland represents divine punishment.
The greatest disaster for a cultivator is not oneself, but the suppression and killing of powerful people who defy heaven and earth from heaven and earth.
Linghuang does not need those transcendent heaven and earth, nor those robbers who wantonly take in the heaven and earth.
Practitioners are robbers.
Therefore, at any time, practitioners will encounter great tribulations of heaven and earth.
Some people live, some people die.
Then, Linghuang naturally regained its balance.
Xumi Mustard Seed is a small world, a world where will is born, except that it is not as vivid and huge as Linghuang.
Everything else is no different.
If it were nurtured by the Miaohua for tens of thousands of years, it might become a world that is not inferior to the spiritual wasteland.
Therefore, the sudden appearance of lightning the size of a hair at this time is the divine punishment in Xumi Mustard Seed.
In the space, only a few hard bones of the corpse were left that had not been melted by the rain.
Skull, right hand, and left leg.
The existence of these three bones means that the Buddha has not completely disappeared.
Shen Yu stood with his hands behind his hands, not caring about what Xumi Jiezi did.
Because Miao Hua's will exists in this world, and she wants to live or die.
Everything is up to her.
Shen Yu raised his feet and took one step forward.
A crack as high as Shen Yu appeared in Xumi Mustard Seed, and after he took one step forward, it slowly merged.
Looking into the Xumi Mustard Seed through the tiny cracks, one can vaguely see the last scene.
Lightning fell on the bones.
A majestic spiritual energy erupted between heaven and earth, and then turned into rain and fell on the ground.
The gray land began to gradually turn green, with grass growing, trees, rivers, and a gentle breeze blowing.
One Buddha dies.
All things
born.
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The current season in Lingshan has arrived in spring.
One after another, monks got up early to chant sutras.
Because the spring scenery is bright, it is very easy to sleep.
For example, some talented people in the Tang Dynasty liked to write poems about sleepiness in spring and autumn in autumn.
Yang Liu was lying on the desk, supporting his chin with his right hand. He was so sleepy that his right hand felt sore and dropped several times, and his chin almost hit the table.
Huike stood outside the door, wearing a moon-white monk's robe, with delicate features and beautiful eyes.
"Stop looking, senior brother is not back!" Yang Liu said angrily.
For three months, this guy has been here several times a day. With his level, if Senior Brother Shen comes back, he won't be able to sense it.
Huike was a little embarrassed and said with a sneer, "Hello, Donor Yang."
Yang Liu rolled her eyes and ignored him.
Since the Lingyin Temple pagoda collapsed three months ago, Lingshan was imprisoned and Shen Yu was missing for three months.
She and Lingli were placed in a courtyard by Lingyin Temple.
He said he was staying as a guest.
In fact, it was banned by Lingyin Temple.
One turned the Buddhist holy land Lingshan upside down, the other devoured the sacred beast Tianlong of Lingyin Temple, and the other was even more powerful, killing the head lecturer of Lingyin Temple with a single sword.
Then, Shen Yu suddenly disappeared in Lingshan.
The only three remaining leaders had no choice but to trap Yangliu, which made the evolved spirit fox, Lu Wu, furious and fought with the monks of Lingyin Temple.
Fortunately, Huike knew Shen Yu's character well, knew how to control the ruler, and overpowered the three leaders to save Yang Liu and Lu Wu.
But he couldn't leave Lingyin Temple.
Everything still needs to wait for Shen Yu to show up.
Just waiting for this lasted three months.
Even Huike couldn't stand the pressure in the temple and came here every day to get some news about Shen Yu.
In a corner of the room, a spirit beast like a civet cat was lying on the ground, growling toward the door.
This spirit raccoon that followed Shen Yu down the mountain and devoured Tianlong was now exuding majestic demonic power. As it advanced again, it could not transform at all and could only appear in this demonic state.
But when Yang Liu saw it, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "Shaobing, other people's spiritual beasts become taller and more powerful as they advance, but you are better off. The more they advance, the smaller they get. Look at you, with As big as a cat..."
"Roar!"
Lingli jumped up on the desk and grinned at Yangliu, his face full of anger.
"Okay, okay, don't laugh! I won't laugh!" Yang Liu covered her mouth and said comfortingly.
Outside the house, Hui Ke saw a man and a demon turning a blind eye to his arrival, and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you worried about Shen Yu's life or death?"
One person and one beast all looked at Huike, their eyes full of "This guy is so stupid."
Huike looked dull.
Yang Liu blinked and asked disdainfully: "Who can kill Senior Brother Shen?"
Lingli glanced at Huike, shook his head slightly, then curled up into a ball, buried his head under his body, and fell asleep.
