"The world is just opening, the avenue is recovering, this is a great opportunity!"

That year, the local friction between the eastern and western worlds was fierce, there was the rise of the Qin woman, the birth of the sword immortal, the true Buddha in Fozhou, and the true cultivation in the Great Zhou. This is only the essence of the immortal road for less than 10,000 years, and the strong people of other eras are endless, and there are as many as cows.

In addition to a small number of local monks in the entire cultivation world, there are many people with advanced Taoism, which can be said to be Yuan Ying walking all over the place, and Jin Dan is not as good as a dog.

It's just that everyone's cultivation is not high, and the highest is only the peak of foundation building, and those great supernatural powers can only exert the power of the Jindan period. But the fighting method did not reduce the intensity because of this, on the contrary, it became more cruel.

Because many means cannot be used, the fault tolerance rate of everyone has been reduced to an unprecedented place. In the past, there was a way out, few people would choose to fight for life and death, and if there was no way out, they should do their best.

The shoemaker in the park is also a reincarnated man, who is over 60 years old, with an old mother, a wife, children, and a grandson.

It can be said that the cause and effect are profound, but they are not unsolvable.

The family is perfect, but not harmonious. The old mother was sick and lived only half a year, her wife had an affair, her son was not her own, and her grandson was not even her son's own.

Such a short family is comparable to an opera on stage, even if he is used to seeing all kinds of life, it is also breathtaking.

Yang Cang sold his shoe repair stall and used all the money to buy a lottery ticket, and the winning amount was 5 million. Originally, he was going to win the 50 million prize, because he pinched his fingers and counted that no one won the prize, which means that there is no cause and effect.

If he robbed 50 million people first, this is the big cause and effect of killing his parents, and Yang Cang is unwilling.

There was once an immortal who commented on people like them: they are full of cause and effect, but they are limited by cause and effect, and they are like puppets.

It's not a nice word, but it's true.

The immortal said a word about the dilemma of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion for thousands of years.

However, he can still afford only 50 million cause and effect, and the reason why Yang Cang really gave up was because he continued to pinch his fingers.

It's impossible to get 5,000, and if you want these 50 million, you have to have official qi to protect your body. Otherwise, even if he has the ability to defy the sky, he will not be able to win the lottery forcibly.

Five million can be won, but there is a catastrophe of breaking the family.

If the son is filial, he will buy cause and effect with money, and if he is not filial, the five million will also belong to him.

The former has affection, and the latter does not come to each other when he dies.

Yang Cang has calculated all his life and knows everything about cause and effect. He could easily cut off the cause and effect of these mortals, but there was no need to leave a flaw in it.

If a few mortals affect their own Taoism, or can make themselves enlightened, he doesn't mind taking action.

It can be done, but it's not worth it.

Yang Cang waited for a month, and his mother happened to die 10 days ago. His wife often goes out early and returns late, five days ago he pinched his fingers and counted himself pregnant, and died eight months later.

Fifty has more than one life pregnant, and dies.

The son and daughter-in-law were divorcing, and there were roaring and noise outside the house. A man and a woman quarrel violently, and the entire living room becomes a battlefield.

Yang Cang sat in his room regardless of it, his face was not wavering, and he stared at the lottery results on TV.

At this time, a ten-year-old boy ran in and hugged Yang Cang with tears and a scared face.

"Grandpa, I'm scared."

“……”

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you, are you unwell?"

“……”

"Grandpa, I'll give you medicine, and Dad will give you medicine if you feel uncomfortable, and you won't feel bad after taking the medicine."

Yang Cang looked at the child who sent the heart-saving pill to his mouth, his heart softened, and he sighed and said, "Child, I will pass you a mantra, you can remember it." ”

He won the lottery, and the grand prize of 5 million instantly detonated the neighbors.

The originally crumbling family suddenly became extremely stable, the wife no longer went out early and returned late, and the son and daughter-in-law became very filial.

Yang Cang just shook his head and sighed, with an extra 5 million in his passbook, and fell ill in bed overnight.

Everyone in the family was a little happy, but the grandson, who was not related by blood, cried and cried.

Under the guidance of his son, Yang Cang soon made a will and left him all the family property.

A few days later, there was a divorce in the family, the daughter-in-law asked for one million, the son refused to give it, and the two parties quarreled again.

However, before they could quarrel with a result, the wife also began to divorce and asked to divide the joint property of 5 million husband and wife.

Yang Cang agreed, and 5 million was divided into 2.5 million.

After another month, the son and daughter-in-law divorced, and the daughter-in-law received 700,000 divorce fees, and the custody of the child belonged to her.

Yang Cang became more and more devoid in this absurd farce, and was finally admitted to the hospital, where he was diagnosed with a malignant tumor and needed surgery, and the cost was 30,000 yuan after medical insurance reimbursement.

The son did not agree to the treatment, the hospital asked the old man for his opinion, and Yang Cang also agreed not to treat it.

He was discharged three days after admission.

"Dad, you listen, I have a very good doctor friend who can definitely cure you. Don't listen to the hospital, you know that cutting this and that may not be good. ”

"It's just a minor illness, just go home and recuperate."

"You said yes, right?"

"Hmm."

Yang Cang faked his death half a month later, taking advantage of the disaster of getting rich and breaking his family, but all the cause and effect were gone, leaving no trace.

That night, he walked barefoot in a shroud in the mountains and fields, pinched his fingers and found a spirit fruit.

A spiritual fruit enters the abdomen, refining qi fivefold.

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In the blink of an eye, another three years have passed, and the reincarnated person has entered the eyes of the government.

The mortals in this life are not trivial, even if they are Jin Dan, they are invincible, not to mention that the vast majority of people are foundation-building. But the reincarnated people are all strong, and it is common for them to kill enemies over the ranks, not to mention killing some mortal bodies.

And so the war broke out between mortals and reincarnateds.

Someone approached Yang Cang and asked him to join the gang to fight for the world.

"How are you going to fight?"

"Kill officials, kill people, kill people."

"How can murder win the world?"

"Killing enough people will naturally make mortals submit. Now we have obtained the cause and effect of the prime minister of the dynasty, cast a spell together, and cursed him on the spot! ”

"The backlash of the national fortune is not something that can be stopped by building a foundation."

Even if the Yuan Infant is able to face the cause and effect of billions of people, it is difficult to escape death, and there may be a way to avoid most of the cause and effect, but it is still not something that the foundation can bear.

Moreover, the terrible thing about cause and effect is not pure luck, but more of countless unpredictable enemies. One year, two years, ten years, a hundred years mortals can't do anything about them, but don't forget that all strongmen are transformed by mortals.

You never know if what will stand in front of you thousands of years from now will be an ant that you have accidentally stepped on.

"The shared burden is that as long as you take this spiritual land, any price is worth it."

Yang Cang declined the invitation, and then a plague called hemoglous broke out in Shenzhou for half a month, and at the same time, an illegal organization called the White Lotus Club ran rampant.

Half a year later, they lost, because the monks of the Immortal Dao era took the opportunity to intervene and had some kind of exchange of interests with the government.

Yang Cang had already calculated this situation, he would not wade into this troubled water, even if he wanted to help, he would go to help the Qing Palace.

He hibernate for another half a year, during which time he walked among the mountains and rivers, picking up spiritual objects that no one had found. Although it is not as good as the spiritual objects of the government, it can barely support cultivation.

His fate is no longer mundane, in an unknown place.

In the end, Yang Cang found a gray gravel, and there was a word faintly engraved on it, Pan.

"The head of the ancient road, its name is Pan,"

Yang Cang found a place where he could isolate all explorations of feng shui, and devoted himself to the study of gravel, which seemed to have entered the vast ocean.

Endless Dao, Infinite Dharma.

Enlightenment is just around the corner.

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"The man of God has a name but no surname, he is born to know it, and he is self-satisfied."

In the dim cavern, a sound reverberated constantly, each time it hit the wall, it reverberated five or six times.

A ray of sunlight shines through the layers of greenery, spilling down on the bottomless cavern. A figure emerged from the darkness, a half-concealed phantom faintly visible tattered clothes, and only a palm that kept clutching the ground was seen

Fingernails scratched at the talc on the ground over and over again, making an uncomfortable squeaking sound.

The rest of the light will not be visible, but the angle of sunlight will change. Another three hours passed, and the afternoon light slowly shifted towards the mysterious man's face.

It was a dirty, disheveled, trance-like face.

Suddenly, the face showed a strange distortion, a deep dimple appeared on the flesh face, and the corners of the mouth on the left side of the face were frantically upturned, and at the same time, two eyes, one squeezed upwards and the other to the left.

A kind of madness that can be seen even from the physiognomy.

"Heaven and earth are one, coexist with the Tao!"

"The Tao is endless, and the creation is self-satisfied!"

"Daozun Pan, the saint of the Dao, the beginning of the Dao, the Dao Dao ......"

Yang Cang roared almost madly, his voice mixed with a slight struggle.

The so-called madness is actually his rare sobriety, and it is precisely because of his resistance to the extreme that he will go crazy.

Soon he calmed down again and continued to comprehend the endless Dao Dharma. Cultivation and realm are rising bit by bit, and in time, they will inevitably ascend to heaven.

But for some reason, the closer he got to the Dao, the more frightened Yang Cang felt. Maybe it's because the cultivation comes too quickly, and there is a sense of unreality that it is easy to perceive.

It may also be that his Dao method is gradually being replaced, even if it is a small spell, he can find a better one from the gravel.

The survival of the fittest is a natural principle, whether it is material or spiritual.

Even if Yang Cang tried his best to restrain himself from using it, every time he used any kind of Dao method, he couldn't help but think of a better Dao method in his heart.

How long has this lasted?

A year, two years, three years, or hundreds of years have passed?

I have to find a Dao method that is enough to compete with him, the secret of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion is not passed on, and everything is wishful? But the ancient way gate has a book of divination. Can you travel thousands of miles a day? But the ancient road gate has shrunk into inches.

Why should I resist? Isn't that what I'm asking for?

The path of Dao Venerable is vast and boundless, and it is the strongest way of heaven and earth. Just contemplating enlightenment is enough for me to break through the gods, and in time I can completely surpass those ancient gods.

There are ten God-men, and I am one of them!

"I'm one of them......"

The twisted muscles on Yang Cang's face calmed down again, and his face became easy-going and indifferent. The pupils also returned to the center, and the madness and obsession in the eyes quickly dissipated, and in the end, all that was left was ruthlessness and thoughtlessness.

One breath attracts the power of heaven and earth, and in an instant, the true element enters the body, and the three flowers gather at the top.

Yang Cang felt that he was infinitely close to the transformation of the gods, and in his previous life, he could not ask for the Tao to ascend to heaven, but in this life, he could not get it.

He looked up to the sky and laughed.

"It's done! The old decay has been enlightened! Enlightenment! ”

Just as he was about to step into the realm of enlightenment, his eyes were in a trance, and his mind was still turning over all the Dao methods he knew, and finally fixed on a method that could be counted as weather.

When he touched this small method, the Sanhua Gathering Peak actually stopped slightly.

In the spring of that year, I met a Taoist in Tsing Yi in the ordinary world.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi was half-lying in the shade of the hillside, looking at himself a little lazily.

"Little God calculates, back then, your master gave the poor Dao a hanging, saying that I have no roots and no source, and I am not within the five elements. Now that you say that I am within the five elements, are you right, or is your master right? ”

"The small way is brave, and divination is better than the master."

The young god operator's words were full of confidence, if his master was still alive, his ass would have blossomed at this time.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi let out a clear laugh and said, "Young people should be vigorous, so let me ask again, how am I with you?" ”

The divine operator hesitated slightly, and then said: "Divination, I am better than immortals." ”

"Oh? So how about we compare? ”

"I don't dare to compare with my elders."

"It seems that you are very confident, just compare what the weather is like today, Poor Dao said first."

The Taoist in Tsing Yi pinched his fingers and said, "Today's sky is clear, and it is advisable to go green." ”

"......" The god operator looked at the already clear sky, and was speechless for a while.

That's true, but isn't that a cheat?

"Immortals have great powers."

"Little Trail, Little Doyle. Today, you and I have a fate, so I will pass on a Taoism to you. ”

The god operator has been passed on by the immortals, and the name is predetermined. The name sounds domineering, but it's actually used to predict the weather.

But it doesn't prevent the god operator from touting the pre-heavenly decision whenever he meets people, hearing this name, plus it is an immortal teaching, most people will be bluffed.

Yang Cang raised his head slightly, only to see a faint Taoist in Tsing Yi in front of him.

He is mediocre, inconspicuous, and always has a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, as if the sky can withstand it.

"Little god counts, today's sky is clear, it is advisable to go green."

Yang Cang used his last strength, raised his hand tremblingly, and pinched his fingers.

"Today's sky is clear, and it is advisable to go green."

He has a pre-determined decision, can be counted as weather, dare to ask if Daozun can compare?

The ancient Daomen has a small method of divination, which can also be counted as weather, but it is weaker than the method of immortals.

Obviously, it is just a method of predicting the weather, but it has caused the Dao Venerable method to fall into an endless cycle, and countless Dao methods are like floods. But no matter how much you turn the river and the sea, in the end, you can't come up with a method that is better than the pre-heavenly decision.

When it comes to predicting the weather, the results of all kinds of methods are the same, but they can also be high.

Bang!

An inexplicable cracking sound sounded, and in an instant, the power of heaven and earth subsided, the three flowers gathered on the top and dissipated, and the way of transforming gods was like a building collapsing.

And his cultivation also collapsed, falling all the way from the peak of Jindan to Zhuji.

Yang Cang spit out a mouthful of blood, and the breath of the whole person quickly withered, but his eyes flashed with essence, like two raging fires.

"I'm alive hahaha! The first of the ancient roads? It's time to call the second one! ”

(End of chapter)