The First Cause of All Realms - v2 Chapter 951 Battle of Budo

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woo woo~

The dense, substance-like incense, under the illumination of the six great suns, showed an extremely dazzling brilliance.

Surrounded by the light of waterfalls and Buddhas, the majestic and majestic Niele Mountain looks more sacred and solemn.

huh~

Outside a small temple at the foot of a mountain thousands of miles away, a year-old ascetic monk looked at this majestic holy mountain with frost.

In his not so bright eyes, the outline of the entire Nirle Mountain was reflected, and he seemed to be able to see the countless believers and pilgrims.

And all over the mountain, there are countless Buddha statues exuding light and agility.

Hundreds of thousands of years of pure incense belief power is almost as substantial, even if it is so nourished, it will give birth to miracles, let alone a Buddha statue that bears incense?

"Amitabha!"

Lu Chen clasped his hands together and recited the scriptures lightly.

clatter~

Hundreds, tens of thousands of martial arts emerged in his mind, and as long as he wanted to, he could acquire and practice them instantly.

He didn't get up, he could still sense where Bo Gong Changhe was, but his distance seemed inevitable, unless he became a human immortal immediately.

clatter~

Snapped! The voice of killing children for four days followed:

"Realist Zhang, Master Bodhidharma, Zhang Yuanzhu, Low Armor, Zheng Changgong..."

Smiling, he patted the dust off his body, got up and walked towards the Buddhist holy mountain that was close at hand:

"Follow your feet..."

Looking at this holy mountain whose radiance is as bright as the scorching sun, Lu Chen couldn't help feeling a little dazed, his thoughts wandering, and the past three thousand years passed before his eyes like flowing water...

"Ancestor Henry Zhang..."

until...

"You, after all, will never become a human immortal..."

clatter~

The body of will emits a true and true sound of breathing, under the Bodhi tree, the Yang prison falls into silence:

Bu Dao's face trembled slightly, and said:

"The essence of Henry Zhang for three thousand years..."

At this time, a faint white light appeared in Wu Dao's eyes, and the phantom of Wanfa Building flashed in front of his eyes.

Jianglongxue, Dafumoquan, Jingtao Palm, Weilong Palm... Bodhidharma, Taoist Yaoye, Zhang Yuanzhu, Low Jia, Baishan old demon, Mu Qingliu, Liansheng old mother, Qiankun Cave Master, Qi Daoguang, Xian dragon…

…

And Bo Gongmeng!

On the long river, under the lingering bodhi tree, Yang Ju was still sitting cross-legged, even though the fire of will in his body was still much brighter, but he didn't seem to realize it.

This is not the unity of immortals and martial arts he pursued all his life, the road to immortality, nor what he has devoted all his life to...

It seems that somewhere, really, there is a kind of...

"It's a pity that this old man has cultivated for three thousand years, and I'm afraid he won't be able to keep it today..."

In front of him are the most amazing and brilliant people on the path of more than 3,000 years of martial arts dreams, and among them, those with the most tyrannical will naturally do not have great achievements.

In front of him, behind him, above the waves, there is a stronger will, but it still can't stop him from moving forward.

The extremely dazzling rays of light crushed the heavy waves above the long river. Under the rays of light, Bu Dao's eyes were fascinated and struggling for a moment.

Rumble!

"Yes! Therefore, even if he knows everything about Yang Ju's promotion to Immortal, he can't reproduce and imitate it...

The afterglow of the Baquan is still there, and the waves still fall back into the long river. In front of Yang Yu, although the long river is rough, there is only the tallest wave.

The ripples on the Qinhuang River are still spreading, and streamers of various colors are splashing in and out. It has not stopped for a long time after Martial Dao left.

"Buddha..."

"It's not that the old man has never thought about this day. Once upon a time, because of this, he didn't want to choose to help the mountain and sea world. It's just that he didn't expect that you still have the victory..."

The river burns, and the unknowable shakes.

"Will you go by yourself, or will I send you

Walk? "

In the long river, the sound of water was surging, and Yang Jue felt that the whole long river was colliding with him, and even every drop of water was resisting his progress.

Whether it is promotion to Shidu, Siyao, or the legendary Siji, none of them can change their footsteps.

only…

Hou Gong's heart trembled violently. This plausible oldness was indeed the God's Palm of Subduing Dragon, but more to the point:

They were crushed one by one by him.

His heels belong to the upper class...

He didn't care about some people becoming immortals, and even kept pushing, hoping that someone would be promoted to immortals and pave the way for him.

Hou Gong sighed.

You are the wanderer who was born in this turbulent time and after the country was destroyed.

He didn't care about the entry of martial arts and the turbulence of the long river. The essence of various martial arts that rolled into his heart like a tide attracted all his attention.

"Essence Magnetic True Body Art..."

This long river started because of him, but it was more than three thousand years ago, all the arrogance and outstanding people who had achieved accomplishments on the road of Henry Zhangba.

Looking at the incoming man whose will was as unstoppable as the scorching sun, Wu Dao couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart.

In this long river, there is the will of all warriors for more than three thousand years. Every time he takes a step, there will be violent friction and collision with the river.

"There is nothing in birth, nothing in death. Lu is still alive, this is enough!"

Inheriting the essence of Zhang Xuanba for three thousand years, he is truly the pinnacle.

Before Qin was destroyed, he was full of pride, had to meet good fortune, cultivated disciples, and even wanted to replace King Qin. The faceless Buddha shadow seems to be shaking his head, staring at it carefully, sighing in relief, excited and unwilling.

But in the end, he looked at Yang prison fiercely:

"The leader of the Buddhist sect, the Holy Mountain of Nirvana!"

And this, he still retreats as soon as he touches it, otherwise, it will last longer...

Hou Gong turned his eyes and looked at the other end of the whole long river. In the downstream, there were people wading through the water, striding like a dragon and a tiger.

Qi Daoguang, Mu Qingliu, Qiankun Cave Master, Baishan old demon...

Among the waves, there are the disciples he instructed and cultivated, and more, they are all the people with names on Henry Zhang for more than three thousand years.

Wu Dao took a deep breath, and closed his eyes as if aware of it.

"Amitabha! The Qin Emperor's Great River was created by him alone. He is the ancestor of martial arts, and all subsequent martial arts practitioners will be the food for his promotion.

In the past three thousand years, he has encountered many good fortunes, but most of them have been missed because of his heels.

"hold head high!"

I, too, have learned martial arts, but... replaced them! This is his eternal pain. Therefore, as soon as any martial art is born, he can master it, and even master it intensively, surpassing the original master.

Under Yang Ju's gaze, he fell down and sat down, and the aura on his body instantly became illusory: Then, within the long river, a series of specious martial arts rose up. If you get the firewood flame, it is burning violently.

just...

"Niele Temple, there seems to be a Buddha child in the world, you should go to Niele Temple, and wait until the group of old bald donkeys welcome the so-called Buddha child."

His disciples firmly believed in this statement.

Yang Ju stopped again, looking at the past.

In order to protect himself, he learned many martial arts methods during the struggle, and was driven by many princes to fight all year round.

The sound of the long river rang in my ears, but it seemed to be drifting away.

Instead, he himself...

A few complicated words, Bai Guang's words disappeared without a trace, Wu Dao still hadn't got up, he didn't know what he was thinking, he was in a daze.

"You're not as powerful as others, so you should retreat when you retreat. Lu Mou never overestimated himself, but..."

"What a pity?"

In his life, he has met too many amazing people, compared to him, he is ashamed of himself, and he is able to live until now, naturally he knows how to advance and retreat.

Niele Mountain is the sect of all the holy places in the sky.

Among the doors, there is the only holy place that is open all year round and no one can be prevented from entering.

Great Sun Tathagata God Palm, Two Elephant Boxing, Heavenly Will Sword, Overlord Fist, Tathagata Sutra of the Present World...

"If you quit right now, I really can't feel at ease..."

Rumble!

Among these people, almost everyone's heels are far better than him, even after he was promoted to Martial Saint, it was not even as good as before their promotion...

But in the end...

In Wu Dao's heart, the sound of a dragon chant first sounded, and within the long river, a lifelike and furious blue dragon rose from the abyss.

However, compared with martial arts, what he can control at the moment is limited, and he can't motivate too much under his unique skills.

Sitian Shatong said in a deep voice:

This overlord of the Qin Emperor, who was born with three thousand years of martial arts, has the brilliance of will, which is infinitely close to that of a human immortal.

"The Dao will be born before it is born, and when the ten kalpas have not come, the way will be opened before the kalpa!"

But, princes and generals, would you rather have a kind? Afterwards, he selected alchemists with the best innate abilities from all over the country, took them out to sea by boat, and then searched for Xiandao...

This is not someone who has pushed these martial arts to a height that he can't reach, but an external transformation! This method, he will not... But his footsteps are not so steady, and he does not hide his intention at all. The sound of torrenting water resounded in his ears and heart, and when he opened his eyes again, as far as he could see, the waves were surging.

"you win…"

"Heaven follows..."

wrong!

"With the help of this seat, no matter how bad your heel is, it doesn't matter!"

In the eyes of martial arts at this moment, martial arts that are inferior to each other, even martial arts that do not even have inferior skills, are more terrifying than any unique skills! He was not reconciled, and after many years of searching for ancient mysteries, he finally found the secret about the footsteps somewhere.

"Chi Guotian and Shi Zuntian seem to have left Nile Mountain and Moonlight Temple, and it is a good time for me to enter the mountain at this time!

His Qinhuang state has already surpassed everyone in the universe, and several times of willpower shocks only made him feel a little tired.

"This shows that there are no gaps in the road opened by the old man, but it's a pity..."

Low, middle, and high!

Nie Longtian's Dragon Subduing Palm?

But he didn't seem to realize that as he stepped forward, his will rose like a sun, and every collision and friction not only failed to suppress him, but made his will burn even more violently.

A weather-beaten faceless Buddha statue.

However, he was not denied... He returned to Qin, disguised himself, became a alchemist under a pseudonym, and keenly seized the opportunity of mobilizing the world's alchemists with great skill, and won Lu Chen's trust with the help of the isolated island.

Can…

To follow one's feet is predetermined by nature, but difficult and easy the day after tomorrow.

"Suck!"

However, a simple pilgrimage is not what you want, and being an ordinary monk at the beginning of worship is not what you want...

Between heaven and earth, the first immortal!

Above the long river, there seemed to be heavy thunder explosions.

hum!

Even with every step he takes, martial arts from various schools will naturally emerge in his heart.

Yang Jue's eyes were still on the great masters in front of him. Although the fire of will dimmed a bit, it became brighter and brighter.

Yang Jue raised his hand, snapped his fingers, the waves in front of him were still intact, and the martial arts taught by Lian Sheng also appeared in his mind.

However, the old slave Liansheng is good at Taoism, and his martial arts are not satisfactory, he just felt a little bit, and then he walked forward.

However, Yang Yu didn't take the last step in front of him again, but fell down and sat down under the bodhi tree that covered the long river like Hougong.

the only dawn,

"Qinhuang River..."

For some reason, Wu Dao couldn't help but think of Yang Ju, but the thought just passed by, and he respectfully responded:

On the long river, the stream of light disintegrated, and Yang Jue finally sent away the great master in front of him.

Before the small temple, Hou Gong opened his eyes tiredly.

open your eyes.

But he couldn't get into the Yuan Magnetic True Body Art at all!

At this moment, looking at Yang Yu who was halfway across the river, he knew in his heart that he was no longer his opponent, even with the help of the river.

The brilliant Buddha's light suddenly lit up, Wu Dao was covered with Buddha's light, his face changed in a thousand ways, his body was like a Buddha, and he walked under the huge putti tree. Hou Gong's face couldn't help twitching.

Qin Huang is not in the realm of immortality, and the distance of a line is already extremely far away. Even the mountains and seas at the peak can no longer stop his footsteps.

After a long time, he stopped for the first time, and the disgusting old face of Liansheng Laovo appeared on the surging waves in front of him.

More than three thousand years later, in the mountain and sea world, there are many countries, and they have fought against each other for hundreds of thousands of years. Bloody battles have been fought for years, and wars are everywhere.

"I have always been the only one who robs people, when has anyone robbed me?!"

After a while, until the sun was about to slant to the west, he cut off all the lingering thoughts in his mind and smiled:

A shipwreck made him live on an isolated island, where he obtained the greatest and only fortune in his life.

hum!

Martial Dao finally stopped moving, his body leaned forward, and the entire long river set off heavy waves, and under the urging of his will, it turned into a huge bodhi tree:

"call!"

Until Lu Chen was born, the world was unified, and as a remnant, he had nowhere to stay. The strict laws of Qin once forced him to have nowhere to go, so he had no choice but to go to sea by boat.

"This is UU Reading www.uukanshu.com's Subduing Dragon Palm?!"

However, despite countless plans and ups and downs, in the end, he still didn't get the deepest chance, and it was a young man who got that chance...

huh huh~

Under the urging of the entire long river, the Emperor Qin, who was at the top of his lineage, unleashed the power of a human immortal!

The ownership of Qinhuang Changhe is not only about expelling martial arts, but also about occupying the beginning and controlling Changhe.

All the heroes of martial arts, those he knows, those he doesn't know, those who are friends and those who are enemies, under the turbulent waves, they come overwhelmingly.

Yang Yu asked fiercely.

…

…

"Longevity is not the way!"

"yes!"

"That is?"

The voice of Martial Dao, flowing down the river, echoed clearly in Yang Yu's heart: