First Cause Of All Realms

First Cause Of All Realms Chapter 260

2021-12-13

Chapter 260 Divine Ability (First Update)
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The night is fading, and the morning light is just emerging.

In the manor built on the mountain, there is a faint noise, and after a while, the smoke from the cooking rises, and the aroma of porridge and rice spreads.

In the side room, a Little Daoist Priest climbed up, got dressed, and went out. Although it has been a long time since he descended the mountain, he has not lost his habit of getting up early for many years.

If he was on the mountain, at this time, he should go to fetch water, cook, and wait for the morning class, but the people at the bottom of the mountain are much more diligent than him and get up early to work.

At this time, he could smell the aroma of rice.

"After the morning class, then eat."

Little Daoist Priest swallowed saliva and said, last night, he quietly ran to the kitchen to steal some meat, that taste, really nice.

Reminiscing in his heart, he turned around a few times and came to the backyard, a quiet courtyard.

In the yard, there is light, there is sound, and there seem to be quite a few people.

But...

Looking at the two altars built in the yard, even though he had seen it many times, he still couldn't help but squeak.

It has been some time since the two altars were built, but before yesterday, the altar was only in shape, and now, the whole picture is hidden.

Red candles, sandalwood incense burner, sandalwood dish, water purification cup, dharma slips, wooden fish, divination...etc.

The only thing missing is the 'Moyun Order', which is the real altar.

"Is there really a chance to see the uncle stepping on the gang? I don't know who is going to be unlucky..."

Little Daoist Priest felt pity in his heart, and a little throbbing.

Although the 'Moyun Temple' where he is located has always had the idea of Dual Cultivation, the overwhelming majority of sect members and disciples have only heard about it.

"The altar is not to be observed carefully, desecrating Master Ancestor is a death penalty!"

A voice scolded from the room.

Little Daoist Priest was startled and hurriedly bowed his head to apologize. At this moment, another voice came:

"Lark, come in quickly! Today, your master is teaching the Fa. If Missed, there is no chance..."

"Yes!"

Little Daoist Priest Skylark shivered and pushed in the door.

Inside the house, the whole body is covered with wooden planks, with various patterns on it. On several futons, there are people sitting, and the one in the middle is a veteran of ruddy complexion white hair.

Holding the whisk, drooping eyebrows.

He is his teacher, a Taoist priest.

Besides him, there are two slightly younger old Daoists, one of whom has cinnabar on his eyebrows, but it is his master, Daoist Miaoyun.

"Sit down and listen to the lecture."

As soon as Miao Yun raised his hand, the invisible energy had closed the door.

Lark Little Daoist Priest sat down hurriedly, a little nervous and a little curious, wondering why the master suddenly taught the Fa.

“Lark.”

Little Daoist Priest had just sat down, and the old man in the middle had already spoken:

“You have been worshipping for nearly 18 years, Every day, I draw water, cook, do morning lessons, and recite sutras. Can I complain?"

"Dísciple has no complaints."

Skylark lowered her head.

“All of the same sect senior and junior brothers can practice martial arts, but you can’t, and it is reasonable to have complaints. However, if you are not allowed to practice martial arts, you have your own intentions.”

The Taoist Daoist said lightly:
"You also know that I have Dao' Martial' inheritance in Cloud Sect. Your innate talent in Martial Arts is only ordinary, but you are born with the seeds of Dao cultivation."

"Master wants to teach me a 'different technique'?"

The lark looked up, surprised.

"Taoism!"

The voice of the Taoist Miaofa fell.

"Cough! Senior Brother, it's just a name, why should you care?"

Looking at his only dísciple, Daoist Miaoyun said:

"The so-called Taoism is not the legendary spell, but a general term for a kind of martial arts that was born out of Martial Arts, but is obviously different from ordinary martial arts.

This kind of strange art has great formidable power, But it is difficult to get started, and it is also difficult to improve, and the requirements for the caster's innate talent are extremely high..."

"Different spells."

Skylark suppressed the excitement in her heart and listened carefully .

"How can it be the same?"

The Taoist Miaofa looked unhappy:

"The so-called different arts are born out of Divine Ability, but the Taoism of this sect, But it comes from Master Ancestor's Divine Ability!"

Daoist Miaoyun retorted:

"Where did the martial arts come from?"

"You!"

Daoist Miaofa stared, and almost walked away, but he held it down, no longer looking at his own junior brother, Shen Sheng looked at Yunque:

"Your Master doesn't Knowing the art, you absolutely can't think like this, otherwise, you will be in danger when you encounter other practitioners with Dao art one day."

His expression was awe-inspiring, so Yunque did not dare to refute, he could only Nominate.

"Different arts are born out of the martial arts, not necessarily higher than the martial arts, but Taoism is born out of the legendary Immortal God's Divine Ability, although it cannot be compared with the legendary moving mountains and suppressing seas, chasing stars and taking the moon. Compared with the Divine Ability, it is also above the martial arts!"

The Taoist Miaofa said slowly.

The two old men beside him were a little displeased:

"Why is it above the martial arts?!"

"martial arts, everyone There is no doubt that one or two people can be learned, and one or two people can inherit from each other.”

The Daoist of Wonderful Law is coldly snorted:
“Message from Master Ancestor , In ancient times, only those with dao fruit could establish the sect and teach sect members and disciples. Why? I didn't say it in the past, but I didn't want to hit you.

Today, I say it! "

Speaking of this, he took out a gilded token with his backhand, and said:

"An old legend, those who get dao fruit can take charge of Divine Ability, However, dao fruit is rare, and Divine Ability is even less. Even if you establish the sect and sect's disciple, you must rely on the divide seed to enter the 'door of cultivation'..."

"divine seed?"

This time, the two veterans were also a little surprised.

They naturally knew that the Taoism in the door could only be performed through the 'Moyun Order', but they didn't expect that they couldn't get in without the Moyun Order.

"This is the Divine Seed?"

"Yes, the seed of Divine Ability!"

Stroking the long beard, the Daoist of Miaofa has a bright face:
"The inheritance of various families and sects is different, some are based on talisman, some are based on swords, some are based on books, but the root can be found. This thing is called 'divine seed'."

“divine seed.”

The lark swallowed, her eyes burning hot.

In the past few years, he has not learned any martial arts except for the exchange of blood.

"Master has hidden deep enough, so many years, he has never leaked a sentence..."

Miao Yun and another old man looked at each other, both of which were a little helpless.

"Moyun Ling, a generation can only inherit one or two people, what can a teacher do?"

Miaofa shook his head slightly:

"Even if it is Poor Daoist, if it weren't for Yu Wanghai overbearing, he would have to wait until he died before saying..."

"Yu Wanghai..."

Both the old men were silent.

Anyone didn't expect that when he was kicked down the mountain to ask for a living, the most incompetent Junior Brother will make the entire Sect snort after several decades.

"He sent his son to my door for more than 20 years without paying any attention. What is the idea of being an old man?"

Miaofa sneered:

"He thought he could handle me, but I didn't let him do it!"

"Be that as it may, but now I have to rely on him in the end..."

Daoist Miaoyun shook his head slightly.

"I can do things for him, whether to eradicate dissidents for him, or anything else, only the Ancestor Master inheritance cannot fall into his hands!" The speaker suddenly moved in his heart.

Bang!
Outside, there was a low muffled sound.

"Who?"

The three old lines of sight were all condensed, and the next moment, the door of the room was already open, and Miao Yun and another old man rushed out of the room.

Skylark was still digesting a few old-fashioned words, and it took a while to react. As soon as he went out, he saw a white clothed tattered, embarrassed and exhausted big man broke into the backyard.

He recognized this man, he seemed to have seen it more than a month ago, what was his name, Mu Huan, he seemed to be a great character taught by Liansheng.

At this moment, he felt the power of this person.

Several feet away, the heat radiating from his body is almost no less than the direct sunlight at noon. Such a powerful blood energy is not inferior to his own teacher and Martial Uncle.

What is it that makes such a great character so embarrassed, and even has an undisguised horror?
"Why is Mu donor so embarrassed?"

Miao Yun brows slightly wrinkle, it is already seen that this Mu is still uninjured, but consumes a lot of energy. It's like being chased to exhaustion.

"Yu, is Brother Yu here?"

Mu still looked up, gasping for breath, only to feel his muscles and bones aching to the extreme, twitching involuntarily.

The 10-day attack was almost non-stop, even if he took medicine pills, he had already reached his limit, and he was just a line away from the countercurrent of qi and blood.

If he runs to death, then he is the biggest laughing stock in the arena.

"Don't ask, people are already here."

Before he could answer, Miaofa's face sank as he looked towards the gradually brightening night.

Uninvited guests!
Miaofa Laodao looked at the night, and faintly sensed an extremely powerful killing intent. The killing intent was so strong that he couldn't help but shrank his eyes.

"Who is it?"

Daoist Miaoyun frowned and looked at Mu Huan.

"Jin, Bright Gown Guard Qianhu, Yang, Yang Yu."

Mu also gasped for several times, just now sitting cross-legged, the breath adjustment eased the boiling to the extreme the blood energy .

"Bright Gown Guard Thousand Households?!"

Several veterans are all startled, looking at each other, not knowing what their expressions are.

"A trifling Bright Gown Guard, Qianhu, killed you so embarrassed?"

Daoist Miaoyun's expression was very subtle.

"That's Yang Yu!"

Mu was also spitting out black blood by the look in his eyes, his chest heaving, gritted his teeth:
"Kill Ji. The Yang Yu of Longshan and Xiao Zhan!"

"Is that him?"

Hearing this, the expressions of the veterans were shocked.

The name they hear the most when going down the mountain these days is this Yang Yu.

Just, isn't Yang Beheading a Constable from Six Doors?

When did you become a Thousand Households of Bright Gown Guard again?

"The two Junior Brothers, I and I protect the Dharma, and entertain this Lord Qianhu!"

Miaofa said.

He jumped up and got on the altar, followed by raised hand, Mo Yunling had already landed on the altar, mutter incantations in his mouth.

As it moves, a thin layer of mist also rises. At first, it was only between the two altars, and then it spreads all around.

Whoosh!
The footsteps of the living dead stopped, Yang Yu raised his head, slightly surprised:
"This is, the breath of Divine Ability..."

Another scalding boil, still On the waist, I went to the hospital to get a full adjustment, which was a waste of time. But it doesn't matter much, eat a meal and continue to code.