Listen carefully, three burials...

In the bedroom full of water vapor, Yang Yu sat cross-legged, regulating his breathing and breathing to calm down the pain of the heart burning fire,

But my mind fell on the "Eight Nine Profound Magic Mirror".

On the bright mirror, he sat quietly on the statue with the sun in his arms, and his body was surrounded by the thunderous aura and the strands of black air constantly colliding and rubbing.

"Those three monks are extremely dangerous!"

The mirror in Yang Yu's heart is like a mirror.

During the brief exchange in the Sea of ​​Law, he felt at least a dozen times the dangerous aura from the Three Burial Monks.

This "Three Burials of Buddha and Demons" with great reputation in the Nine Tribulations is definitely not as kind as it appears. He could sense that even Di Ting was in a very vigilant state.

Wow~

In the sea of ​​heart, light and shadow are intertwined, and the whole process of communication between the three people does not keep a cycle.

Yang Yu digested the information from the two and also figured out the true intentions of them.

He never dared to be careless about these old monsters who have returned from disasters.

"Anti-Heaven, Alchemy Furnace..."

Yu Yang muttered to himself.

By analyzing what these two people said word by word, he could vaguely feel that both of them had great reservations, not only to themselves, but also to each other.

But this is not surprising either.

How many gods and Buddhas who have been able to return through disasters have no unknown plans?

"The sea of ​​heaven opens, ten catastrophes begin, and the gods and demons of the nine catastrophes return one after another, but the order of the nine catastrophes no longer exists."

After sorting out all the messages, Yang Yu knew it.

The order of the Nine Tribulations was gradually formed over a long period of 840 million years, but the collapse did not take so long.

Once upon a time, the thirty-sixth level of heaven with the Lord of the Divine Court, the Great Heavenly Lord, as the core, overwhelmed the heavens in the world and occupied all the ranks. If we were not killed and turmoil, the outstanding geniuses in later generations could not move forward at all.

This made the order of the Nine Tribulations unshakable for countless years, but it also accumulated the resentment of countless heroes later generations.

These outstanding talents and understanding are the best choices, not inferior to the former.

But because I was born late, I was pressed down on my life forever and could not make any progress. How could I be willing to do so?

Nine tribulations have not changed, and the thirty-six heavens are as fashionable as Buddhas and demons such as Three Burials. The demon saint of Pingtian rebelled against the sky, let alone the nine tribulations collapsed and the way of heaven will not exist.

Just thinking about it, Yang Yu seemed to have smelled the storm that was about to come...

Woo ~

The sea of ​​mind is rippling, and all kinds of thoughts are rolling and intertwined, and they dissipate one by one, leaving only a single thought in the sea of ​​mind.

“Cultivate!”

Taking a deep breath, Yang Yu walked into the gluttony cauldron again, and the progress bars on the cubicle wall shone brightly.

Realm, magic power, magic power progress, magic weapon, martial arts, martial arts, level maps...

Over the past thousands of years, he almost stopped for a moment, and the oppression in the dark made him practice as much as possible.

But the further you go, the more difficult it is to practice, and you will not change by human will.

Whether he admits it or not, he has fallen into a bottleneck at this moment, and this is true for both Xianwu and all.

It takes a long time to settle down even further...

Therefore, even without the change of Longquan, he must seek to learn from other things, rather than being trapped in the same place and practice alone.

"Difficult, difficult, difficult..."

In the quiet tripod, Yang Yu thought for a long time before taking out the Demon-Slaying Level Map and the Demon-Slaying Sword that he had just obtained.

The second level of the rank is the only way he can make rapid progress at present.

With his current state of cultivation, whether it is the ten capitals, nine rays or eight poles, he can theoretically pass it quickly.

"Slay more than a hundred demons, but you can kill demons..."

After gently stroking the demon sword force, Yang Yu withdrew from the Gluttony Cauldron.

Buzz!

When he opened his eyes again, a figure suddenly appeared in the empty bedroom.

Wearing a black robe, silent as iron and stone, it is the incarnation of Wujian who came across the border.

"After the Longquan Incident, the years of the mountain and sea realm have passed by three hundred years..."

Concise and to the point, Wujian incarnation tells the changes in the mountains and seas.

After three hundred years of time, the changes in the mountains and seas are earth-shaking, and all kinds of natural disasters have passed. The Dachu Dynasty has reached its peak.

"After Yang Jian left, all officials were in panic, but there were divine generals stationed in the mountains and seas, and there was no chaos in the world.

However, the Dachu court no longer had its surname Yang."

Wujian's incarnation had no expression on his face, and Yang Yu's heart was also uninterrupted, just asking about the changes in the court and the people.

"The surname is not Zhang either."

After a pause, Wujian incarnated continued to speak without expression:

"After Yang Jian left, time was instantly transferred to three hundred years. The fifth Jie and others wanted to support Zhang Xuan as the emperor, but were rejected by Yu Fengxian..."

"After that, the fifth Jie was in charge of the Grand Tutor and was in charge of the court without an emperor. All officials performed their duties. Although there were waves in secret, they were much better than before..."

"Without natural disasters, the people are much better than before. At least, I don't have to travel around to deliver food..."

"That's fine."

Yu Yang nodded.

Whether he or Yang Jian, they were all unintentional to power. The reason why they were in charge of the imperial city was that the world was decided at that time.

But in fact, he finalized the various tribes and laws, as long as all officials perform their duties, and only if someone supervises the operation of the tribes, there is no need for them to have an emperor or not.

As for the future, it was not what he could have expected.

The rise and fall of dynasties, the good and evil of people's hearts are not something he can control...

"The spiritual qi of mountains and seas has been restored. Although it is far inferior to Longquan, it is more than ten times better than before. The Lord of Jiuyao has produced a lot, but it is a human immortal..."

Wujian shook his head slightly:

"After Yang Jian, only Yu Fengxian was promoted to the throne of the Immortal. Now she is in the top of the Immortal with Jiu Yao, and there is no way to resist the mountains and seas.

Except for her, no one else was promoted to human immortals. Three hundred years later, although martial arts was prosperous, there was a slight decline..."

"The difficulty of humans and immortals lies in following their feet."

Yang Yu is not surprised that there is only one human immortal in the mountains and seas for three hundred years, because there are not many people in the Longquan realm for thousands of years.

At first, he only thought that martial arts were obscure and difficult to advance, but it was not until he came to Xuanhuang Realm and came into contact with spiritual practice that he knew where the difficulty of practicing the human immortal martial arts was.

Healing feet.

There are records of the stone tablets in the Da Nei Library. When Emperor Tianyu first established the way of spiritual cultivation, all those who achieved success had their own achievements and changed their talents.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content below! At that time, spiritual cultivation was much more difficult than it is now, and not many people have achieved the first kalpa.

It was not until later that the practitioners no longer had the fortune of improving their feet and who had cultivated spiritual phenomena that they had soared thousands of times.

"Yu Fengxian, I have come to find me."

Wujian said again.

"Um?"

Prison Yang was slightly shocked:

"What did she say?"

"She asked for two thousand decrees. Although I was still in the mountains and seas before I left, I was afraid that her and her son would cross to his realm later..."

Wujian didn't hide it, and he paused slightly and said:

"She didn't mention you."

Yang Yuwei was a little silent.

"I didn't do anything else, so I didn't do it."

Wujian incarnation has no expression on his face.

The various incarnations that were cut out with the great power of merging troops and refining the body are different from those transformed by Yang Yu's blood, and are closer to the legendary clone magical powers.

Unfortunately, thinking is still limited by his own mind and cannot break out of his mind and develop self-awareness.

However, Yang Yu did not have this intention.

It was enough for Yang Ni, and he could not stand it if he had more people who treated him as enemies.
To be continued...