First Cause Of All Realms

First Cause Of All Realms Chapter 291

2021-12-25

Chapter 291 Changed Fate and...them (the third update)
weng!
Cauldron of Gluttony, on and off.

Yang Yu took a closer look, the Purple Gold bottle gourd was like an overwhelmed baby girl, staggering and falling from the air, with wisps of mist flickering in it.

Crimson light is faintly visible.

[Buddha Throwing the Elephant: The secret technique of 'Dachan True Aura' reborn from Dachan Temple, the first entry can transform the root bone, increase the bloodline, and when it is triggered, the power of Supreme Yang and Hardness can be erupted. ]

"Buddhism's special technique, or martial arts, really has something to do with dao fruit..."

Yang Yu pondered.

Can martial arts change lives?

Yes!

Not only martial arts, any skill that no one possesses can change one's destiny to a certain extent.

However, those skills don't show up on the Fate.

Only dao fruit can enter life, change life, and change life. Conversely, the martial arts and secret arts that can be displayed in the number of life must be directly or indirectly derived from dao fruit and Divine Ability.

Thinking, clear comprehension arose in Yang Yu's heart.

When he first practiced martial arts, if he had any doubts, he could ask Wei He, Wang Fobao, and Wang Wu, but now, no one can point him.

About the passage and fate, he can only slowly grope and guess.

Even, he suspects that because his Divine Ability level is too low at this time, he cannot see the complete fate. To activate this Divine Ability, he must go through ceremony.

"The charm..."

Yang Yu was silent, and after a while, he put down the Purple Gold bottle gourd.

I changed my mind and called for the living dead who were following in the distance.

At the level of Tongyou at this time, he can neither see his destiny nor give himself destiny, but this does not mean that he cannot benefit from it.

It's just that it needs to be converted through the Suppression Seal and the Living Dead.

Assuming that the living dead who have been given destiny can directly learn the secret technique of 'Buddha throwing the elephant', then he can control the living dead and ponder this special technique from his body.

Even if the living dead can't learn this secret technique, once fate affects him, he will definitely get this special technique in some way in the near future.

Otherwise, what's the point of destiny?
Yang Yu guessed in his heart, this can be considered as a kind of trial and exploration of his Divine Ability.

Whoosh!
Yang Yu opened his eyes, there was no sign of the blind monk, only a small mound with no tombstone swelled up not far away.

The rebooting hands clasped together, reciting the Sutra of Rebirth and Transcendence.

Seeing Yang Yu's eyes open, rebooting also turned around and handed over the sorted items: "Master Yang, this is the relic of the blind monk."

This monk , There are a lot of good things on the body, but most of them were destroyed in the collision between the two.

What remains are only some gold, silver and things that are not easily damaged, such as a medicine that is hidden on the body and is half a palm-sized wooden box. pill.

"dragon eye size, dark red color, is this a blood-changing pill?!"

Seeing this medicine pill, I was a little surprised to reboot, and looked towards Yang Yu again:
"This blood-changing pill seems to be the Imperial Court's medicine pill..."

The medicine pill is taboo.

Whether it is in the Great Ming or other dynasties, private refining is not allowed. After a long time, there may be some ancient Aristocratic Family gatekeepers and martial arts sects that have the ability to pill concocting.

But much worse than Imperial Court.

The medicine pills of Imperial Court are not only of good quality, but also of many types. This blood-changing pill is one of the rare medicine pills.

"There must be some 'great character' who wants to take advantage of my illness and kill me."

Yang Yu is not surprised.

He could guess that, on the desks of many great characters, he was at the weakest time after being hit with the mark of sacrifice and fighting incessantly.

If not, this eyeless monk is also a killer who has accumulated years of life, where would he easily come to die.

"That one is really willing, this is a first-rate medicine pill that is worth a month's blood exchange and Qi Cultivation Base within half a year. The price is worth a thousand dollars..."

Rebooting is a bit moving.

He only ate one of these medicine pills when he broke through the third level, and it was the master who paid a lot of money to get it from a great character.

The medicine pill used to make a breakthrough is unimaginable in its preciousness. This medicine pill alone is enough to attract a lot of experts from all corners of the world to snatch it.

“Really?”

Yang Yu responded casually.

I was thinking of the conductor who likes to wear red robes.

The Eldest Young Lady, who was born very well, was very generous. Ten Great Pills, which were worth several times higher than the Pills of Exchange Pills, would be given away if they were given.

And in her opinion, ten exchange blood pills are only worth a good martial arts.

This means that the value of these medicine pills can't be considered precious, whether it is for the Longyuan Palace or the Imperial Court.

At least not as valuable as the martial arts.

"There is this medicine pill, it is used properly, at least it can last half a year of hard work."

Rebooting is not greedy, and handed it to Yang Yu.

"Right, I almost forgot. I met a Cloud Sect veteran on the road, and I heard about keeping the precepts from them..."

Yang Yu is concise , ask doubts.

Fulong Temple is not as old as Lanke, Dachan, and Wuliang, the Buddhist Three Sects, but it is also a Great Sect, with its own heritage.

Especially he is famous for keeping the precepts.

"Keep the precepts?"

Rebooting slightly startled, after a moment of hesitation, he said:

"It's about the secrets of the sect, so the little monk can't say more. It's just, if Benefactor Yang is really carrying dao fruit as rumored, so he must find a way to keep the precepts.

Both Buddha and Tao are acceptable."

"oh?"

Yang Yu looked thoughtful and asked again:

"It has nothing to do with your sect secret, maybe you can talk about it?"

"Um..."

After rebooting for a while, nodded replied:
"Master Yang, you know, if you want to really use dao fruit for your own use, and walk on the legendary path of immortals and Buddhas, is there any other way? A few steps to go?"

Yang Yu nodded, saying that he had heard of it.

"In the Buddhist scriptures, dao fruit is an interweaving of dharma principles, and contains the most fundamental truths in this world. In comparison, even a Martial Artist who changes blood seems insignificant."

Rebooting pondered the words, and seemed to be repeating someone's original words:
"It's like a drop of ink falls into the boundless ocean, and Patron Yang thinks, who influenced who?"

What he said was very cautious, but Yang Yu knew a lot of similar information from other sources, and he quickly understood: "You mean, the four-step ceremony of dao fruit refining is ink. The process of assimilating Wang Yang, and keeping the precepts, is to keep the ink from being assimilated by Wang Yang in turn."

"This..."

Seeing Yang Yu's reaction so fast, rebooting I was a little scared, but I put my hands together and bowed my head:

"The little monk didn't say anything."

"Many thanks."

Resolved A doubt, Yang Yu was in a good mood, and threw the blood-changing pill together with the prepared dry food and water back to him. Without waiting for him to refuse, he stepped on the horse.

"This is too precious, Xiao Seng can't ask for it..."

Rebooting chased two steps, but where did he catch up, he could only watch Yang Yu go away , only the sound is condensed in the wind:

"Don't follow me, don't get close to Yuanming Valley, the farther away, the better!"

......

…

goes towards the mountain but runs to death the horse.

Although the Sarpez Valley can be seen in the distance, but after running for half a day, there is still some distance.

At this time, it was getting dark, but Yang Yu didn't rush to find the Bright Gown Guard camp, but got off his horse.

Whoosh!
Accompanied by the reluctant humming of the purple golden bottle gourd, a deep red rays of light sank into the body of the living dead through the evil seal.

ka-cha!

The living dead were struck by lightning, their bodies trembled violently, and the strong blood energy kept rolling.

Frowned by Yang Yu, the fate of the living dead has changed.

【The Living Dead】

【Neither life nor death (light blue), Buddha throwing an elephant (dark red), ignorance and unconsciousness (light green), Evil Seal Puppet (dark green) ), blood energy such as furnace (light red, falling into the middle), Qing State total catch (light green), bad luck (light green)]

“Steel Muscles Iron Bones disappeared...”

Yang Yu murmured in his heart.

The fate granted directly replaces another fate at a lower level, rather than increasing as he expected.

As if the living dead can only have seven lives.

"The number of fates is constant? Yes, I take the fates of other people, and their fates will be regenerated. It seems that a person's fate is not a random change as I imagined... ..."

As his thoughts turned, Yang Yu closed his eyes, the Divine Ability of his heart descended on the living dead through the Seal of Suppression of Evil, and felt the changes in him.

"I didn't feel the existence of the different spells, but because of the disappearance of Steel Muscles Iron Bones, the power has declined."

"Sure enough, the effect of fate is not immediate, impossible. From scratch, there is an extra secret technique in an instant..."

"It should be like this, after all, it is fate."

...

Yang Yu I'm not too disappointed, after all, there is speculation before the fate is given.

It's just that one fate disappeared, which made him feel a little pity.

"Well, it was also expected. Just to see how that fate in the dark will teach the living dead to learn how to throw an elephant from the Buddha."

Returning to the deity, Keeping the living dead in the dark, Yang Yu just got back on his horse and headed to Bright Gown Guard's camp.

“Who?!”

In the distance, there is a sound of warning.

However, before he finished speaking, another voice sounded: "Can't you recognize the flying fish suit? Quickly open the door!"

The gate of the camp opened, and Lin An hurried over. Seeing it was Yang Yu, relaxed in his heart, he stepped forward to say hello.

“Brother Lin.”

Yang Yu got off his horse and walked with him towards the camp.

Also asking about the changes these days.

"It's a long story, let Qi Tou say it."

Lin An sighed slightly.

In the tent, Qi Gang was sitting at the desk and writing a book, and he stopped writing when he heard footsteps.

“Qi head.”

Yang Yu saluted.

"Just come."

Seeing it was Yang Yu, Qi Gang frowned.

After sitting down to chat for a few words, Yang Yu asked about the changes in Saru-Ming Valley and the magic in it. As he got closer to this place, his heart became more and more depressed.

Listening to his question, Qi Gang sighed:
"The magic charm, right here. Count the time, you will see it soon."

"Soon? ”

Yang Yu was still guessing, and there were sounds of shouts and formations outside.

Whoosh!
Yang Yu got up, and as soon as he walked out of the camp, he felt the raging heat wave, and the red light in front of him was burning, as if the whole valley was on fire.

"They're here!"

The third shift is over, good night everyone. By the way, a book called "Fake Ancient God" failed to summon the ceremony of the outer gods, and the believers left in disappointment, leaving a messy scene.

However, after they left, an Outer God named Nie Yuan arrived slowly.

Looking at the foreign world with a strange style of painting, Nie Yuan began to doubt his identity and fell into deep contemplation...

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