Chapter Thirty-Seven: Looking after each other and having words to say

"At the beginning, when I saw my Taoist friends, it was like seeing the pillars of heaven. They were so powerful that they had unpredictable magical powers."

"At this time, I can't see my fellow Taoist. Fellow Taoist Yu Wanfa, are you okay?"

With the innate pearl shining, a Taoist monk walked out slowly, sat cross-legged, and suppressed Yakumo Zhenjun, who was about to commit suicide, and faced Yu Wanfa face to face.

Yu Wanfa's expression remained motionless, his eyes fell on Zhao Yu, and Wei Wei felt a little emotional: "When I first met you, you were just an ant. Today I see you again, but you are already ready to compete with me. My fellow Tian Daoist, is it really Taihe Xianmen? So powerful?"

Zhao Yu laughed and shook his head: "I don't know what the senior fellow Taoists in the sect are like... I came from the mortal universe to the Dharma universe. Not counting this illusory experience, I have been in the Dharma universe for less than 20,000 years. I have not yet recognized my sect and returned to the sect. I don’t know what’s going on inside the door.”

As he spoke, he also expressed some emotion: "To be honest, my fellow Taoist and I have no enmity. Now we have to fight for life and death. It's really a trick of fate."

Yu Wanfa laughed loudly: "You are right, I really have no grudge against you. It's just because I am the Queen of the Golden Immortal. It's only because your elders bullied others too much."

Zhao Yu nodded and shook his head: "Having said that, isn't that what Dao practice is like? I almost died at the hands of your ancestor, and my master went looking for bad luck. Although it was a bit arrogant, there was nothing wrong with it. . Because of this incident, your ancestor’s face has been ruined. It’s not wrong for your ancestor to follow the tacit agreement and try to regain his face. What’s wrong is that this is deeply involved, and you probably don’t know it. They are fighting over and over, and they are not fighting for one person. Happy, what we are fighting for is the Dao."

Yu Wanfa was startled, then laughed: "That's it. Huh..."

He sighed: "Speaking of it, I am also blessed by nature. I have an ancestor of the Golden Immortal who was born with an extraordinary talent. When tens of millions of years old, he crossed the gap between heaven and man and became a true immortal. To this day, the best true immortals are also proud of themselves. place. But my ancestor doesn’t like to see me, and I don’t know why. Especially since the birth of Yu Shen Tong, he has inherited the ancestor’s bloodline, and even swept me into the corner. It’s not that I don’t work hard, it’s not that I don’t work hard, but my ancestor is not with me , and in Yu Shen Tong, what can Ruzhi do?"

"Now that I think about it, I'm too narrow-minded." He chuckled: "The ancestor became the Golden Immortal, and he didn't rely on anyone to achieve it. I actually thought that relying on the ancestor, I am no longer a cultivator, but I fell into the trap. You are an inferior to the ordinary people. Look at you again, your ancestor has never cared about anything except giving you protection. He even taught you to leave the mountain gate. Instead, he has fulfilled your current Taoism. I am not as good as me."

Zhao Yu shook his head: "That's not the case. Fellow Taoists, there is no need to belittle oneself. Dao practice is not just one way, there are three thousand immortal roads, how can you not realize the Tao? This practice is to turn everything that is beneficial to you into your own. You have The ancestor's support must be used naturally. I have my master to teach and protect me. Isn't it just the same? It's just that my Taoist friends don't know me, so they are calculated for me. This is the number of heaven."

"The number of days, hehehe..." Yu Wanfa laughed loudly: "Where did the number of days come from? I have done it one by one. If you can kill me, you are the number of days. If I kill you, I am the number of days. Dao Wuwei , the number of bullshit days.”

When Zhao Yu heard this, his expression flashed, and his laughter shook the sky, echoing Yu Wanfa.

"That's right, that's right. The Great Dao belongs to me, and I am the number of heaven." Zhao Yu pointed at Yu Wanfa: "It turns out that fellow Taoist and I are the same person."

"Come on, come on."

Zhao Yu said with a flick of his sleeves: "The past hundred years have been very unpleasant, and I am just about to experience the magical powers of fellow Taoists."

Yu Wanfa stood up and said with a smile: "Don't be anxious."

Then he cast his gaze on the suppressed Lord Yakumo: "I have something to ask of you."

Zhao Yu's expression changed: "Fellow Taoist, it doesn't matter if you say so."

Yu Wanfa's expression was leisurely: "I am the direct descendant of the Demonic Cult in the early Yuan Dynasty. I have been unscrupulous since I started practicing. I have never shown any mercy. Yakumo alone is not one of them. When I first saw her, she was living in the wilderness and almost wanted to die. . I don’t know where the pity came from, but I actually saved her. I didn’t expect that she has deep roots and extraordinary blood. I should have treated her as a direct descendant of the sect, but she didn’t want to, and wanted to stay with me. Over the years, it was me who delayed me. If not, she would have transcended heaven and become a true immortal. Her innate qualifications are beyond my comparison. It would be a pity if she were left here. Fellow Taoist, if you and I were to win or lose, I would win. Don’t tell me, if you win, just let her live.”

He added: "Yakumo has deep roots. If my Taoist friends are afraid of her seeking revenge, I will impose a ban on her and recruit her as a Taoist boy. But if I fail, my Taoist friends can spare her life."

"My lord!"

How could Lord Yakumo not hear this? Upon hearing this, his expression changed drastically. He was no longer cold, but he struggled with all his strength, making loud noises all over his body, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. He no longer looked scrupulous.

Yu Wanfa smiled and said: "Don't struggle, just obey."

Lord Yakumo calmed down and looked at him, full of incomprehension.

Yu Wanfa said: "You put your life and Taoist heart on me, which is really a big mistake on my part. In the past, if you have lost your original intention, how can you achieve Taoism? I am a member of the Demon Sect, and I regard you as my successor. , My son, if I die, where will you go? I feel uneasy."

But he laughed at himself: "This is probably the only time in my life that I feel uneasy. Just teach me how to let go of this obsession. Otherwise, how can I let go and fight with him?"

After saying this, he was silent for a moment, and then said: "You don't want to seek revenge from him. In my opinion, although your bloodline is extraordinary and few people can match him, you can't match him."

He pointed at Zhao Yu: "This man is a cultivator. If you follow him, you will become enlightened sooner or later, and I will save you in vain."

Zhao Yu said at this time: "My fellow Taoist is like this, is it possible to explain the funeral arrangements?"

He smiled and said: "My Taoist friend is profound, so she may not be able to defeat me. As for letting her live, it may not be impossible. As for being a Taoist boy with me, there is no need. I am not afraid of her coming to seek revenge. Back then, I was Shang Yuan When she became a god, she was already a Dacheng Earth Immortal. Now that I have killed you, she is still a Dacheng Earth Immortal. But she is extremely powerful, so what? If she comes to seek revenge, I will kill her. But she can’t do it again. .”

With these words, Zhao Yu no longer dared to despise Yu Wanfa.

It seems like Yu Wanfa is explaining the funeral affairs, but in fact it is a desperate move.

When monks compete, they only look at one outcome. Even if all the methods of imperial control are destroyed, Zhao Yu may not be able to fight back and cause Zhao Yu to suffer a big loss.

In terms of controlling all laws, it is also a helpless move.

After hundreds of years of secret fighting, he has now realized that this former ant has actually surpassed him in terms of conduct. It is clear that there is still progress in these hundreds of years. If nothing is done, a life may be lost here today.

Sure enough, Zhao Yu had not spent these hundred years in vain. Zhao Yu gained a lot from refining the idea of ​​Yu Qiandao. If Hongjun used it to refine falsehoods into reality, then Zhao Yu, who led the refining, realized many truths from this idea, and in one fell swoop pushed his Taoism to the extreme of true immortality, and glimpsed the level of heavenly immortality.

It has surpassed Yu Wanfa.