There are many secrets in the Spirit Wilderness.

For example, in the ancestral hall of the Daomen on Kunlun Mountain, is there a map of the mountains and rivers left by the Taoist ancestors.

For example, where did the grievances between Daoyan Zhenren and Song Nu of Qingdi City come from?

Another example is the head of the Sword Immortal City, the statue of the female Sword Immortal who stands infatuated, what is she waiting for?

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There are many secrets that Shen Yu knows, and even knows in person.

Many secrets, even him, may not be clear, it's not that he didn't check them, but those secrets, Shen Yu or Taixuan are not interested in them at all.

If it's boring, you won't care.

Sometimes when Shen Yu was in a daze, he would think of the answers to some questions.

As a result, the thought of exploration would always influence his Dao Heart, everything Shen Yu did after waking up sat with Taixuan's indifferent Dao Heart three thousand years ago.

Good or bad.

Shen Yu didn't know, because the path he took this time was completely different from Taixuan's, and he didn't have any footprints of his predecessors.

It needs to be tried, so Shen Yu is willing to let his heart affect the Dao heart.

Heart! Whatever you want.

The Corpse Abandoned Buddha looked at Shen Yu in shock, and the faint light in his blue eyes flickered, which represented an emotion.

Afraid.

There are so many secrets in this man, and time in a trance is being cut by something, constantly changing between three thousand years ago.

As soon as he could, he found that Shen Yu had many questions, and Shen Yu did not give answers.

But the Corpse Forsaken Buddha couldn't help but continue to ask, "You were the one who appeared from the void that day and snatched this finger bone? Or is it someone else? If it were you, but I know that you are only twenty years old, and if it weren't for you, how would that phalanx appear in your hand."

Shen Yu said lightly, "I'm not him, and he's not me, your realm is too low."

Being said by a cultivator of the Divine Journey Realm that the realm was too low, a trace of anger appeared on the face of the Corpse Abandoned Buddha, who had lived for thousands of years, even in the face of a peak realm powerhouse like Miaohua, no one had ever dared to despise himself like this.

But when his eyes touched the gaze of the handsome man in front of him, his heart couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if there was a chill from the bottom of his heart.

He didn't dare to refute.

"Why, I don't believe that Miaohua's realm has reached a point where even I can't match it." The corpse of the Buddha murmured.

The words were full of disappointment.

"She is looking for the path to eternal life, the power, fame, and status of the world, Miaohua no longer cares, and you have not even gotten rid of the seven emotions and six desires."

Shen Yu said a lot today, maybe because the Sumeru mustard seed hidden in this finger bone contained too much information, or maybe he met a person from three thousand years ago and wanted to talk more.

Or maybe it's Shen Yu, it's too boring.

Except for himself, no one could see through Shen Yu's heart, the corpse abandoned Buddha couldn't do it, Su Mo couldn't do it, and even Dao Yan Zhenren didn't do it.

The atmosphere in Sumeru wasako suddenly fell silent.

Shen Yu didn't speak.

The corpse abandoned the Buddha gave up the idea of making a move, here, it is the world formed by Miaohua, and the finger bone is the key to the mustard seed of Sumeru.

In this kind of self-created world, all the rules are controlled by Miaohua, just like the controller of the spiritual desolate world.

The Corpse Abandoned Buddha raised his head and said, "I know that this day will eventually come, but even if I die, I still don't accept it, the past, the present, the future three generations of the Buddha's fruit position, the Burning Lamp Buddha has fallen, the master has fallen into a deep sleep, the future Buddha's fruit position is only qualified to be inherited by me, even if Miaohua is the most amazing genius in the world, I can't imagine it..."

The words of the Corpse Abandoned Buddha were full of unsettling meaning, and he knew that since Miaohua finger bones had introduced themselves into Sumeru mustard seeds today, there was no possibility of survival.

Miaohua said together, it doesn't mean that she has really become an indifferent and ruthless mustard seed true spirit.

He abandoned the Buddha and was one of the murderers who killed Miaohua.

If Miaohua's physical body is immortal, maybe Sumeru mustard seeds will not exist, and Miaohua's road to the avenue will be a different encounter.

Shen Yu finally came back to his senses.

Shen Yu said, "The end of everything comes from."

After saying this, Shen Yu seemed to see the peerless Miaohua Fairy three thousand years ago.

Shen Yu taught her a wind and rain method.

This is a Dao method that the Taixuan Daoist Master realized in Kunlun, and Taixuan was already the first person in this world at that time, even if it was the Kunlun Holy Land, he did not find his appearance.

Kunlun is the ancestral land of the Daomen, and it has the highest level of the Daomen, Taixuan saw it, and then realized this wind and rain Dao method.

Shen Yu's right hand randomly drew a few arcane trajectories in the void.

It didn't take long for the clouds to fall in Sumeru, with strong winds blowing in the face, and then the torrential rain fell like the sky.

The Corpse Forsaken Buddha is not a human race, but a half-human, half-demon body.

The physical body is strong, except for a few martial artists in the Blue Emperor City, the entire spiritual wilderness can be regarded as the top five.

But after coming into contact with the rain, cracks began to appear in the transparent body.

The traces of the rifts overlapped with the tracks of the rain across the body.

The transparent flesh melted by the rain, and then turned into a pale mist.

The bones that were as hard as magic weapons were reduced to ashes by the rain.

The corpse forsaken Buddha struggled and roared.

But no voice from him could be heard in heaven and earth.

For all that was left of his skull was a bone with two holes.

I don't know how long it took, but a clear sound sounded in the clouds.

Shen Yu quietly looked at the place where the voice started, and the dark cloud flowed with the gentle flow of the voice, and a thunderbolt appeared inside.

The lightning bolt was tiny, about the size of a human hair.

The small thunderbolt was very close to the ground, so naturally it could not emit a rumbling earth-shattering thunder, but only made a soft clicking sound.

It was like the sound of a piece of jade falling to the ground and shattering, crisp and decisive.

Canopy-like clouds.

Hair-like thunder and lightning.

Luoyu's voice.

Everything is so simple, like a natural phenomenon that exists in heaven and earth.

....

The lightning in the spiritual wilderness represents heavenly punishment.

The greatest calamity for a cultivator is not himself, but the suppression of the strong against the heavens and the earth by heaven and earth.

The spiritual wilderness does not need those who transcend heaven and earth, and does not need those robbers who wantonly ingest heaven and earth.

A practitioner is a robber.

Therefore, at any moment, the practitioner will encounter the catastrophe of heaven and earth.

Some people live, some people die.

Then, the spirit of nature was restored, and the balance was restored.

Sumeru mustard seed is a small world, a world where the will was born, except that it is not as vivid and huge as the spiritual wilderness.

Everything else is no different.

If it is nurtured by Miaohua for tens of thousands of years, it may become a world that is not inferior to the spiritual famine.

Therefore, the sudden appearance at this time, such as a lightning bolt the size of a hair, is the heavenly punishment in Sumeru mustard seeds.

In the space, only a few hard bones of the Corpse Buddha were left unmelted by the rain.

The skull, the right hand, and the left leg.

The existence of these three bones means that the corpse abandoned Buddha has not completely disappeared.

Shen Yu stood with his hands in his hands, unconcerned about what Sumeru Mustard had done.

Because there is Miaohua's will to exist in this heaven and earth, she wants to abandon the Buddha to live or die.

It's up to her.

Shen Yu raised his feet and stepped out.

A crack as high as Shen Yu appeared in Sumeru mustard seeds, and after he stepped out, they slowly fused.

Looking through the tiny crack into the Sumeru mustard seed, you can vaguely see the last scene.

Lightning fell on the skeleton.

There was a majestic eruption of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and then it turned into rain and fell to the ground.

The gray earth began to turn green, grass grew, trees grew, rivers flowed, and a breeze blew.

A Buddha died.

Everything

Bear.

...

Lingshan is now in the spring.

One after another, monks got up early to chant sutras.

Because the spring is bright, it is very easy to sleep.

For example, some talented people in the Tang Dynasty like to say some poems about spring and autumn fatigue.

Yang Liu was lying on the bookcase, his right hand supporting his chin, he was very sleepy, and his right hand fell with some soreness several times, and his chin almost hit the table.

Hui Ke stood outside the door, dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes.

"Don't look at it, Senior Brother hasn't come back!" Yang Liu said angrily.

In the past three months, this guy has been coming here several times a day, and with his realm, Senior Brother Shen will not be able to sense it if he comes back.

Hui Ke was a little embarrassed, and said with a smile, "Hello, Lord Yang."

Yang Liu rolled his eyes and ignored him.

Since the collapse of the pagoda of Lingyin Temple three months ago, Lingshan has been imprisoned, and Shen Yu has also disappeared for three months.

She and Lingxi were placed in a courtyard by Lingyin Temple.

Said to stay as a guest.

In fact, it was forbidden by the Lingyin Temple.

One turned the holy land of Buddhism upside down, Lingshan, one devoured the mountain-guarding holy beast Tianlong of Lingyin Temple, and the other was even more powerful, directly killing the first sermon of Lingyin Temple with a single sword.

Then, Shen Yu suddenly disappeared in Lingshan.

The only three remaining leaders had no choice but to trap Yang Liu, provoking the evolved Lingxi, that is, Lu Wu, to be furious and fight with the monks of Lingyin Temple.

But fortunately, Hui Ke knew Shen Yu's character well, and he clearly presided over the ring ruler, and overwhelmed the three firsts, and kept Yang Liu and Lu Wu down.

But he couldn't leave Lingyin Temple.

Everything still needs to wait for Shen Yu to appear.

It's just that I waited for three months.

Even Hui Ke couldn't resist the pressure in the temple, and came here every day to know some news about Shen Yu.

In a corner of the room, a civet-like spirit beast lay on the ground and roared towards the door.

This spirit civet that followed Shen Yu down the mountain and devoured the heavenly dragon exuded majestic demonic power at this time, and with the re-advancement, it could not transform at all, and could only appear in this demonic state.

However, when Yang Liu's eyes saw it, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "Baked cakes, other people's spirit beasts have become tall and mighty, you are good, the more advanced you are, the smaller it is, look at you, as big as a cat..."

"Roar!"

The civet jumped on the bookcase and grinned at Yang Liu, his face full of anger.

"Alright, alright, don't laugh! I don't laugh!" Yang Liu covered her mouth and said comfortingly.

Outside the house, Hui could see that one person and one demon were ignoring his arrival, and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you worried about Shen Yu's life and death?"

A man and a beast looked at Hui Ke in unison, and their eyes were full of 'This guy is so stupid.

Hui Ke looked sluggish.

Yang Liu blinked his eyes and asked disdainfully, "Who can kill Senior Brother Shen?"

Lingxi glanced at Hui Ke, shook his head slightly, and then circled his whole body, buried his head under him, and fell asleep.