"The other side? It's really strange! Haven't any of your empty gates reached the other shore after tens of thousands of years of bald cultivation? Just leave yourself a thought, an excuse...... "Although Yang Daoyi is not a member of the Buddhist sect, he also knows that this empty gate is a well-known sophist. Naturally, I don't believe in this......

"Amitabha! The other side is not nothingness, but a room for everyone to turn back or go ashore. If you have great power to cultivate, you will be stormy in a drop in the ocean, and finally the fate will come, and you can go further, and it can also be called the other shore. On the other side, he can save others, and he can save himself better. The dervishew recited a Buddha name, and he did not brainwash others with sophistry like other monks, but only said a truth.

"Would you like it?" Yang Dao stroked the hair scattered on his forehead and continued to put it on top of his head, soft and fluttering. All this depends on Li Shaoyang's meaning.

Buddhist scriptures for relics, this deal still has to be nodded by Li Shaoyang, otherwise Li Shaoyang and they will not be strong, leaving the relics, and they can only end up empty-handed. This is something that no one wants.

"Why not, since the master intends to form a good fate with me, then I will accept this good fate. I have seen a saying in ancient books: Before the second generation of civilization Shakyamuni Buddha came to man, in the first generation of civilization, there was a person in the empty gate, who was crowned under the saint, but unfortunately died in the transition period of civilization. Today's Beyond Sutra seems to be left by the supreme person!" There is such a record in Li Shaoyang's "The Trick Master", so he dared to say it.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect the little benefactor to have such experience at such a young age, but also!" The ascetic acquiesced, it was indeed the "Sutra of the Other Shore" left by the supreme person, in fact, the supreme person may have impacted Hengyu, but in the end, there was no time, and he caught up with the period of great destruction. One place is crowned to the point that people fall......

"Since it has survived the calamity and exists, there is the inevitability of his existence, if it is really a Yang Dao is a sophistry, it really can't be passed down, the relics master took away, I took the exercises, and the trouble master engraved it into a brand can be left, the kind that is destroyed at one time. "Yang Daoyi has no prejudice against anything, maybe this is his good character, which is enough for him to learn many things that others can't.

"The little donor has great wisdom, good and good, but it's a pity that my Buddha has no fate, otherwise, I can also have the ability of my Buddhist sages. The great monk sighed and said, the seal in his hand has been performed many times in a row unconsciously, and the monk is too poor to directly imprint such an important scripture in the void.

After a while, the ascetic monk was done, and left with the relics he had exchanged for Li Shaoyang, and from beginning to end, that Mingxin was just quietly watching the behavior of the people on both sides, without saying a word.

"This big monk is too anxious, so he will leave directly?" Li Shaoyang felt that this monk's temper was too strange. I didn't say hello when I was done.

"He's like this, don't worry about him, let's see if your own "The Other Shore Sutra" is worth it! Yang Dao said stupidly, he felt that Li Shaoyang was losing money.

How can an exercise be compared with a relic? For Li Shaoyang, what is lacking is not the exercises, but certain opportunities. Because of the incident, Li Shaoyang is a loss, but he has also formed a good fate.

Li Shaoyang doesn't think so, what do people cultivate for a lifetime? Some people want to live forever, and some people want to dominate the world for power. And he, Li Shaoyang, is very simple, he just wants to love all sentient beings and walk out of his own unique cultivation path.

From this point of departure, all kinds of exercises, the Tao can even be said to be more important than the cultivation resources of a certain realm.

In the room of this inn, Li Shaoyang quietly observed the great monk's "The Other Shore Sutra".

“ ...... When you go deep into Prajnaparamita, you see that the aggregates are empty, and you will overcome all suffering. Relics, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is empty, and the emptiness is the color. The same is true of the thought and action, and the relics are the emptiness of all laws, which are neither born nor destroyed, nor impure, nor increased nor decreased. Therefore, there is no color in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts, no minds, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, no sound, no fragrance, no touch, no vision, no consciousness, no ignorance, no ignorance, no old age, no old age, no death............"

Li Shaoyang gradually rubbed the "Other Shore Sutra" on his own sea knowledge soul, and the content here really did not disappoint him.

The emptiness of all dharmas is neither born nor destroyed, neither dirt nor purity, nor increase or decrease...... There is no vision, even the unconscious, no ignorance, no ignorance, no old death, no old age and no death......

The generation of this empty gate really has great charm, otherwise it would not have created such a method.

Li Shaoyang's road takes the three graves as the root and the three flowers as the road, and finally achieves itself. And these methods, both useful and useless, will become a kind of nourishment. The way to achieve Li Shaoyang, this is Li Shaoyang's way to achieve his own way with other ways.

The runes are flying, the laws are constantly entering the body, and the imprints in the void are becoming more and more indifferent, and these imprints can only be used by one person in the end, which is a veritable one-time. And the admiration on Li Shaoyang's face was even stronger after imprinting his soul.

"The emptiness of all laws is immortal and imperishable...... There is no ignorance, and there is no end to ignorance. Although the method of this "Sutra of the Other Shore" is not as decisive as the burial of the "Sutra of the Three Graves" in the Tao. It is not as powerful as your Nameless Law to change the heavens. However, the cognition of 'me' alone is still above the Three Tombs Sutra and the Nameless Dharma. "Li Shaoyang really understands, he understands that the true meaning of this method is 'me', this 'me' is not himself, but the cognition of his own cultivation, but it can be a microscopic blow or a macroscopic sentient being.

But Yang Daoyi didn't know the meaning of this "The Other Shore Sutra", and he could only get a glimpse of some half-claws from a few words in Li Shaoyang's muttering. But because of this, I have a new understanding......

"Amitabha Buddha is the pinnacle of the human being, and if you want to pass it on, you are half a step away from the Hengyu Realm. If you don't have to be born at the wrong time, most of you will be successful. His stuff is probably not much better than the real Hengyu Exercises. Yang Daoyi had a high evaluation of the "Other Shore Sutra", and evaluated it from the Zhiren Exercise to the Hengyu Method. Because he found that the true meaning of this scaly half-claw could be compared with something in the nameless law.

It can only be said that this Amitabha Buddha is too rebellious......

"You think it's good not to lose, all this is still your business in the end, your business, I won't help you make the decision, and I have to ask for your opinion in the end. I can only give you advice, but what suits you is the best. Yang Daoyi said with a long meaning.

As he said, what suits you is the best......

Not long after Li Shaoyang finished studying the Famen, the outside world suddenly became noisy, the pedestrians were dispersed, the three city lords went and returned, and at the door of the store were the boss with a anxious face and the guy waiting to watch the play.

"City ...... City Lord, there is a foreigner here who is using cultivation in my mundane shop, you have to be the master for me! This inn is my life's work!" As he spoke, the boss began to cry without rain.

The city lord didn't even look at the boss, and directly asked his two third-rate gods, "Is it right here?"

"It's the same person, it's only a few miles away from that place, this person's mind is not ordinary!" said a third-rate god on the left with a slightly paler face.

The so-called darkness under the lamp is like this, powerful as Yang Daoyi, can't you see that there is a third-rate god in this ancient city? The reason why he stagnated time and space like that, on the one hand, was to make the young man believe in himself, and on the other hand, to make the people here pay attention to him, but he couldn't let others regard him as an enemy.

Therefore, without ostentatious passing through the market, the ruler of the ancient city can only be lured to himself through this method.

"How can the wisdom of a strong man be beyond the reach of ants like you? Even if I am in the same rank, I cannot say that I must be able to see through people's hearts. What's more, it's you!" the ancient city lord said to his subordinates.

The two third-rate gods bowed their heads, the third-rate monks were already low, and they were already inferior in the same rank, and they didn't dare to debate anything with the city lord at this moment.

Suddenly, the city lord shattered the void and imperceptibly came to the room where Yang Daoyi was on the second floor. What surprised him was that Yang Daoyi was waiting for him like this.

Li Shaoyang and Yang Daoyi stood there, looking at the direction of his shattered void. The city lord of the ancient city appeared in front of the two of them in an instant, although his body was not beautiful, but it did not affect his temperament.

"Are you the administrator of this city or the lord of this city?" Yang Daoyi was not curious that someone would suddenly arrive, because he had already guessed that someone would come. It's just that he doesn't know the current strength of this ancient city, so he is not sure whether he is the manager or the city lord himself facing the city lord who is obviously a first-class god.

"The senior must be the one who stood still on the streets a few miles away! Wei Lai, the city lord of the lower ancient city!"

"Wei Lai, the future...... Good name, can your ancestor have a person named Wei Yingying?" Yang Dao could see at a glance that this city lord was not very old, and it was absolutely impossible to exceed three thousand and one hundred years old, so if you want the other party to know who you are, you also need the strength of the other party's ancestors.

"The predecessors have a relationship with my ancestor?" This city lord has reversed himself to raise his worth, how can a person like Yang Dao have a relationship with his ancestor. At the peak, at most, it is a few people who want to get ahead next to Yang Dao and can carry it.

But when Yang Daoyi came to the ancient city in his fifties, he was not a god at that time, so there was no one who climbed the high branches, but at that time, Yang Daoyi did have people to take it, and the ancestors of the ancient city lord did have several faces.

"No, no, no, I've only met this person, but I don't have much friendship. "Yang Daoyi knows the thoughts of this unattractive city lord well, if his ancestors can't climb the high branches, then this city lord is here to climb the high branches today.

At this moment, there was an uproar in the heart of the ancient city lord, Wei Yingying is his grandfather, and it has been 10,000 years since he died, but this 'white man' claims to have seen his grandfather, is this person more than 10,000 years old?

No wonder it's so unfathomable, it turns out to be an old monster who is still old.

The ancient city lord had no bottom in his heart, and said directly and honestly: "The person mentioned by the predecessors is my grandfather, who has been dead for many years, and as for me, I have only heard of him in the genealogy, but I have not seen him. ”

"Is it because of that family heirloom weapon?" Yang Dao asked abruptly.

At this point, the ancient city lord was shocked, and an unconscious wisp of murderous intent appeared in front of him, but it disappeared in an instant. All of this was seen by Yang Dao.

It's not that the city lord has killing intent on himself, but that he will have killing intent whenever someone mentions that thing.

"Can the seniors go to the city lord's mansion to talk about it, there are many people here, and there are many inconveniences. The city lord pondered about it and sent an invitation to Yang Daoyi.

Because he knew that Yang Dao was the genius recorded by his grandfather and his father in the ancient family books.

"It seems that even after three generations of that incident, it still hasn't been resolved. Then the old man will come with you!" Yang Daoyi also saw through these details that the matter of the 'heavy weapon' had not been resolved.

The city lord sent a message to the managers outside, asking them to retreat on their own, and he had already unfolded the void of space and invited Yang Daoyi to his mansion.

"Poor Wei seniors were also strong back then, if they break the realm, they may not be able to go further, and they may be able to survive. Yang Daoyi sighed, a first-class god peak, it is a pity that he passed away.

The city lord of the ancient city didn't take it to heart, and said directly: "My father and even my grandfather tried to touch that thing when they reached the peak of the first-class god, but in the end, they were exhausted halfway, and they were boiled to death without advancing or retreating. So the ancient city is now in my hands. Otherwise, it would have been my father or grandfather who would have been in power. It's not that they don't want to go further, but they can't, and we have a blood-related curse power in our heavy weapon, so that our comprehension of the Tao is flawed, and we can't return to the basics......"

At this moment, Yang Daoyi knew that the two strongest generations of the city lord's family had actually died, and they had been boiled to death. And they have unspeakable secrets.

"The city lord is young and promising, I don't know how many years of cultivation?" Yang Dao was a little puzzled as soon as he found out that this city lord did not recognize himself by his appearance.

"The younger generation is only shallow in learning, and the cultivation has been three thousand years and a spring and autumn!" The city lord is also an elegant person.

"Three thousand and one years, no wonder you don't know me, this kid is probably still wearing open crotch pants when I buried my name. Yang Dao thought about it, but he couldn't say that, because the city lord was also a man with a head and a face.

"In the middle stage of the three thousand years of achievement of the Divine Honor, the City Lord of Wei can be regarded as a master among the masters......"

In the void of space, the ambilight is brilliant, flickering and dark, but Yang Daoyi and the city lord of Weilai have a conversation without a word, but it makes people not so passionate.

It wasn't until this moment that the City Lord of Wei discovered that Yang Daoyi had been bringing a child, and he was quite tightly protected.

"This ...... Is this kid your disciple or ........." The city lord of the ancient city was embarrassed to say the word illegitimate child, but everyone understood the meaning.

Li Shaoyang: "You are his son, you are his grandson, and your whole family is an illegitimate child!" Li Shaoyang has already greeted the children and grandchildren of the ancient city lord in his heart, and the ancestors and ancestors. It's just that his eyes are still the same, looking at the city lord with a smile, but there are obviously three words written on his face: Your uncle!

"Hahaha, junior, don't speculate, he is neither my apprentice nor my ......... , but for the time being, you can regard him as someone more important than an apprentice!" Yang Daoyi was also a little embarrassed, but he still answered the city lord's doubts head-on.

"..............." The city lord was also stunned, this is not, that is not, but it is more important than passing on the disciples, could it be a relative?

Just when the city lord was at a loss and how to liven up the atmosphere, they arrived at the city lord's mansion.

The ancient city is neither big nor small, including 2.8 million living beings, covering an area of 600,000 miles. There are still quite few people......

Therefore, in order to make people live more densely, the city lord's mansion is much larger, 600,000 square meters, and the city lord's mansion occupies an area of 100,000 li in the center, but it is not the city lord who lives here alone.

This includes the city lord, managers, all kinds of security forces, servants, and the ancestral tomb area of his Wei family, but the stele of this ancestral tomb is very clean, but the grass is a little deep, and the handwriting on it is very blurry, and a Wei character can be vaguely seen.

Overall, the City Lord's Mansion with a radius of 100,000 miles is not too glorious, and it can be regarded as a legitimate use.

The city lord's mansion is ten zhang high, there are two floors, the corridor waist is manback, the eaves are high and pecked, the room is as many as honeycomb, but it is also useful.

The lower level is mainly a living quarters for ordinary servants and security personnel. The city lord lived on the second floor, but a room was reserved for the third-rate god's administrators, and the rest was probably within the scope of the city lord.

Compared with the honeycomb-like room building on the first floor, the second floor is large and simple, with the spirit of a castle.

Up close, the City Lord's Mansion was red, like a red brick building, but when you got closer, it was made of a red spirit stone, with a compelling aura and a hazy light flickering.

The lines on the sides are divided by a purple type of steel, as if they had been poured directly.

Yang Dao recognized it at a glance, this kind of steel was generally purple steel that could be used as a weapon for Kaiyuan Realm cultivators. The Kaiyuan Realm cultivators were powerless to break them.

"The city lord is indeed the city lord. This wall tile and floor tile are all made of spirit stones, aren't you afraid that others will dig the foot of the wall and steal things?" Li Shaoyang was too young to ask this question.

You must know that the city lord has been here for many years, and the ancestral tombs are all here, so many years are fine, is it not reasonable?

"Hahaha, seeing the smile, can't you see the difference between these spirit stones? The ordinary spirit stones are all pink and peach, but here they are brick red, and they are already waste stones. Throwing is also throwing away, not as good as waste utilization. And I have purple steel reinforcement, pouring as a whole, there is no dead end, and I am not afraid of digging the foot of the wall. Besides, can't the City Lord's Mansion be blessed with some formations? Besides, there are managers in my Mansion, and every inch of the city can detect changes in power, wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous if the door of the house is stolen?" The City Lord laughed, this possibility does not exist.