Chapter 291 The Changed Fate and Them (3rd Update)

Chapter 291 The changed fate and... them (the third update)

Buzz!

In the gluttony cauldron, it flickered.

Yang Yu looked carefully, and the purple gold evil swallowing treasure gourd was like a baby who had eaten too much, staggering and falling from the air, with wisps of mist flickering in it.

Deep red light was faintly visible.

[Buddha throws elephants: a secret technique derived from the "Dachan Zhengang" of Dachan Temple. It can transform the bones and increase the blood. When it is activated, it can burst out the most yang and strong force. ]

"The strange arts of Buddhism, or martial arts, are really related to the Tao fruit..."

Yang Yu thought.

Can martial arts change fate?

Yes!

Not only martial arts, any skills that no one has can change fate to a certain extent.

However, those skills will not be shown on the fate.

Only Tao fruit can enter fate, change fate, and change fate. On the other hand, martial arts and secret techniques that can be manifested in fate must be directly or indirectly derived from Tao fruit and supernatural powers.

While thinking, Yang Yu had an epiphany.

When he first started practicing martial arts, if he had any questions, he could ask Wei He, Wang Fobao, and Wang Wu, but now, no one can guide him.

Regarding Tongyou and fate, he can only slowly explore and guess.

He even suspected that because his supernatural power level was too low at this time, he could not see the complete fate. If he wanted to activate this supernatural power, he had to go through a ceremony.

"Demon Charm..."

Yang Yu was silent, and after a moment, he put down the purple gold swallowing evil treasure gourd.

He changed his mind and called the living dead who were following him from a distance to come.

At Tongyou's current level, he could neither see his own fate nor give himself a fate, but this did not mean that he could not benefit from it.

It's just that he needed to go through the evil seal and the living dead to convert.

Assuming that the living dead who are endowed with destiny can directly learn the secret art of "Buddha Throwing Elephants", then he can control the living dead and learn this strange art from him.

Even if the living dead cannot learn this secret art, once the destiny acts on him, he will definitely get this strange art in some way in the near future.

Otherwise, what is the meaning of destiny?

Yang Yu guessed in his heart that this can be regarded as an attempt and exploration of his supernatural powers.

Huh!

Yang Yu opened his eyes and there was no trace of the blind monk. There was only a small mound without a tombstone not far away.

Jie Se put his hands together and chanted the Rebirth Sutra to transcend.

Seeing Yang Yu open his eyes, Jie Se also turned around and handed over the sorted items: "Donor Yang, this is the relics of the blind monk."

This monk has a lot of good things on him, but most of them were destroyed in the collision between the two.

What was left were only some gold and silver and things that were not easily damaged, such as a pill that he treasured and hid on his body, which was placed in a wooden box the size of half a palm.

"Longan-sized, dark red in color, is this a blood-changing pill?!"

Seeing this pill, Jiesese was a little surprised, and then looked at Yang Yu again:

"This blood-changing pill seems to be a pill from the court..."

Pills are taboo.

Whether in the Ming Dynasty or other dynasties, private refining is not allowed. After a long time, perhaps some ancient aristocratic families and martial arts sects have the ability to refine pills.

But compared with the court, it is much worse.

The court's pills are not only of good quality, but also of many types. This blood-changing pill is one of the rare pills.

"I guess some 'big shot' wants to take my life while I am sick."

Yang Yu was naturally not surprised.

He could guess that he was at his weakest time on the desks of many big shots, who were hit by the self-sacrifice seal and fought in succession.

Otherwise, this blind monk is also a long-time killer, how could he come here to die easily.

"That person is really willing to spend money, this is a good pill that is worth a month of blood transfusion and half a year of internal energy cultivation. It is worth a thousand gold..."

Jiesex was a little moved.

He only ate one such pill when he broke through the third level, and that was bought by his master from a big shot at a great price.

The pill used to break through the bottleneck is so precious that it is unimaginable. This pill alone is enough to attract many martial arts masters to snatch it.

"Really?"

Yang Yu responded casually.

In his heart, he thought of the commander who liked to wear red robes.

The eldest lady of a very good family was very generous. She gave away ten blood-changing pills that were worth several times more than blood-changing pills.

In her opinion, ten blood-changing pills were only worth a superior martial art.

This means that, whether for the Longyuan Palace or the imperial court, the value of these pills is not expensive.

At least not as valuable as superior martial arts.

"With this pill, if used properly, it can at least be equivalent to half a year of hard work."

Jiesese was not greedy and handed it to Yang Yu.

"Oh, I almost forgot. I met an old Taoist from the Moyun Sect on the road, and heard about the precepts from them..."

Yang Yu was concise and asked his doubts.

Fulong Temple is not as old as the three Buddhist sects of Lan Ke, Da Chan, and Wuliang, but it is also a big sect with its own foundation.

Especially it is famous for keeping precepts.

"Keep precepts?"

Jiesese was slightly startled, and after hesitating for a moment, he said:

"It is related to the secrets of the sect, so I can't say more. But if Mr. Yang really has the fruit of Taoism as the rumor says, then we must find a way to keep precepts.

Both Buddhism and Taoism are acceptable. "

"oh?"

Yang Yu was thoughtful and asked again:

"Can you tell me something that has nothing to do with your sect's secrets?"

"Um……"

After Jiese pondered for a moment, he nodded in agreement:

"Donor Yang, do you know that there are still many steps to take if you want to truly use the Tao Fruit for your own use and embark on the legendary path of immortality and Buddha?"

Yang Yu nodded and said he had heard of it.

"In the Buddhist scriptures, Tao and Fruit are intertwined with Dharma principles and contain the most fundamental principles in the world. In comparison, even blood-changing warriors seem insignificant."

Jingse considered his words carefully, as if he was repeating someone's original words:

"It's like a drop of ink falling into the boundless ocean. Donor Yang thinks who influenced whom?"

His words were very cautious, but Yang Yu knew a lot of similar information from other aspects, and he quickly understood:

"What you mean is that the four-step ritual of refining Tao Fruit is the process of ink assimilating into Wang Yang, and observing the precepts is to prevent the ink from being assimilated by Wang Yang in turn."

"this……"

Seeing Yang Yu reacting so quickly, Jiese was a little frightened, but he still clasped his hands and lowered his head:

"The young monk didn't say anything."

"Thank you very much."

After solving a doubt in his mind, Yang Yu was in a good mood. He threw the blood-transforming pill back to him along with the prepared dry food and water. Without waiting for his refusal, he got on the horse with a single step.

"This is too valuable, I can't have it..."

Jie Se chased after two steps, but couldn't catch up. He could only watch Yang Yu Juechen go away, and only his voice lingered in the wind:

"Don't follow me, and don't get close to Ape Crying Valley. The further away, the better!"

…

…

Wangshan is a dead horse.

Although Yuanming Valley can be seen in the distance, after running for half a day, there is still some distance.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, but Yang Yu did not rush to find the Jinyiwei camp. Instead, he got off his horse, sensed that there was no one around, and summoned the living dead.

call!

Along with the unwilling buzzing of the purple gold gourd, a crimson light penetrated into the body of the living dead through the evil-suppressing seal.

Click!

The body of the living dead trembled violently as if struck by thunder, and the strong blood could not help rolling over. Not long after, his legs and feet actually softened and he fell to the ground.

Yang Prison frowned, the fate of the living dead had changed.

【Living Dead】

[Neither life nor death (light green), Buddha throwing elephants (dark red), ignorance (light green), evil seal puppet (dark green), blood and energy like a furnace (light red, falling), Qingzhou chief arrester ( light green), bad luck (light green)]

"The steel and iron bones disappeared..."

Yang Prison murmured in his heart.

The destiny given directly replaced another destiny at a lower level, instead of increasing as he expected.

It's like the living dead can only have seven lives.

"Is the number of fates constant? Yes, if I absorb the fates of other people, their fates will be regenerated. It seems that a person's fate is not randomly changed as I imagined..."

As his mind turned, Yang Yu closed his eyes, and his mind came to the living dead through the evil-suppressing seal, feeling the changes in his body.

"I didn't feel the existence of the magic. Instead, my strength weakened due to the disappearance of the steel and iron bones."

"Sure enough, the effect of destiny is not immediate. It is impossible to create a secret skill from scratch in an instant..."

"That's how it should be. After all, it's destiny."

…

Yang Yu was not too disappointed. After all, he had made guesses before assigning the fate.

It was just a fate that disappeared, which made him slightly regretful.

"No matter what, it was expected. We can just see how the mysterious destiny will make the living dead learn how to throw elephants from the Buddha."

After returning to his original form and letting the living dead hide in the darkness, Yang Yu just remounted his horse and headed for the Jinyiwei camp.

"who?!"

In the distance, a warning sound came.

However, before he finished speaking, there was another voice: "You don't recognize Feiyu Sui? Open the door quickly!"

The gate of the camp opened and Lin An walked over quickly. Seeing that it was Yang Yu, he felt relieved and stepped forward to greet him.

"Brother Lin."

Yang Yu got off his horse and followed him towards the camp.

At the same time, I am also asking about changes in these days.

"It's a long story, let Qitou tell it."

Lin An sighed slightly.

In the camp, Qi Gang was writing quickly at his desk. He only put down his pen when he heard the sound of footsteps.

"Qitou."

Yang Yu saluted.

"Just come."

Seeing that it was Yang Yu, Qi Gang's brows relaxed.

After sitting down and exchanging a few words, Yang Yu asked about the changes in Yuanming Valley and the demons in it. As he got closer to this place, he became more and more depressed.

After hearing his question, Qi Gang sighed:

"The devil is right here. Count the time, you will see it soon."

"soon?"

Yang Yu was still guessing when shouts and formations came from outside.

call!

Yang Yu stood up and as soon as he walked out of the camp, he felt the raging heat wave hitting his face. The red light in front of his eyes was as if the entire valley was on fire.

"They're coming!"

The third update is over, good night everyone. By the way, I recommend a book called "Fake Ancient God". A ritual to summon foreign gods failed. The believers left in despair, leaving a messy scene.

However, after they left, an alien god named Nie Yuan arrived belatedly.

Looking at the strange and bizarre world, Nie Yuan began to doubt his identity and fell into deep thought...

Friends who like the novelty style can take a look, the old author's character is guaranteed.