The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 144: God in the World, Ten Complete Martial Arts

The news of the true immortal coming to the mortal world gradually spread.

In the southwest direction, in the dark night, a group of men in black sneaked here.

The majestic Kunlun Mountains are covered with snow.

Gao Yang looked horrified, yet a little excited.

"Immortality, it turns out there are really people who can live forever, haha, that's great."

Gao Yang let out a long roar toward the sky, and heavy snow began to fall.

The legends about gods and immortals are bizarre and ethereal. Those who have seen them with their own eyes believe them without a doubt, while those who have not seen them with their own eyes think that Li Tang deliberately spread false information to deify his ancestors.

After all, when the Li Tang Dynasty was founded, even Laozi Li Er could be posthumously honored. What could he not do?

The news spread far overseas.

Overseas in Japan, there are many palaces and temples.

The palaces and temples in the style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties are in sharp contrast to the surrounding low-rise indigenous houses.

There are more than 400,000 people dressed in Han Chinese clothing living here.

"kill!!"

The pioneering army was efficient and precise, slaughtering local forces and capturing the women and children of the natives.

Inside the palace, there are statues of ancestors and gods from past dynasties.

The portrait enshrined in the center is of a young man, who is different from the forces of other lineages.

This painting is not realistic, and has some similarities with Liang Yue. It should have been painted by later generations based on their memories.

In the hall, green smoke was curling up, and the jade screen was painted with various scenes of Jiankang.

The couplets on the left and right sides contain poems written by Liang Yue when he was young.

"I have practiced until my body is like a crane, and I have two boxes of scriptures under a thousand pine trees."

The middle-aged scholar wore a Taoist robe and meditated quietly.

"Your Majesty, news from the Central Plains." The subordinate presented a letter.

The middle-aged man opened the letter and saw the contents. He couldn't help laughing and said:

"What is Shimin doing? Is this "hype"?"

In Chang'an, Central Plains, news of the ancestor's appearance began to spread at some point.

"How about this, send a few people to check it out."

"Yes!" The subordinate left.

That’s right, this is where the Liang family lived in seclusion.

After decades of operation, Liang has established a firm foothold.

The first reaction of the head of the Liang family to the news coming from Central Plains was to be skeptical.

After all, during the Liang Dynasty, most of the Liang disciples had never seen the magical treasure, and Emperor Wu of Liang did not reveal it to the public in his later years.

The Liang family not only has Lingbao immortals, but also Liang Yan Bodhisattva, and countless gods and ghosts.

Putting aside his thoughts, the head of the Liang family put down the letter.

Perhaps it was the genes inherited from Liang Yue that the direct descendants of the Liang family have never been interested in governing the country. The Liang Dynasty was established in order to preserve the clothing of the Han people in the Southern Dynasties.

Liang Yan held on alone for seventy years until the emergence of a Han regime in the north. He then left without hesitation and stayed away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

The Liang family's ancestral motto is to be a thousand-year-old family, not a hundred-year-old court.

If one enjoys a comfortable life in China without striving for progress, he would be irresponsible to the people and would be infamous for eternity. But in this remote place, far away from the Central Plains, you can enjoy yourself with peace of mind.

The family tradition can be passed down for thousands of years.

When the head of the Liang family went out and walked out of the Liang family's land, his leisurely expression instantly became serious and majestic.

"Long live the Pope! Long live the Pope!!"

The outsiders looked fanatical, kneeling down and worshipping. These people were the Yi people.

The disciples and direct descendants brought by Liang were of Chinese descent, and only if the barbarians made great contributions could they be granted Chinese citizenship.

He adhered to the debate between Chinese and barbarians, spread the idea of escaping the world, and was both the emperor and the leader of Buddhism and Taoism, ruling this place forever.

The head of the family stood on a high place, looking at the magnificent capital that had been built over decades with the blood and sweat of the barbarians.

"Yingzhou in the East is the place where the sun rises. The imperial capital is brightly lit by the rising sun, so from now on it will be called Chao...Ming."

Chaoming City and the surrounding suburbs were collectively called Tokyo.

The head of the family went on a tour of inspection to various places. The barbarians looked pale but enthusiastic. They raised their hands, jumped excitedly, and praised the name of the Sun on Earth.

The emperor is a descendant of the Great Sun Lord, the God of Heaven and Earth.

The emperor is the lord of all people, and the leader is the god on earth.

There are 360 temples in Tokyo, and many towers are shrouded in mist and rain.

The temple enshrines the ancestor of all things, the Great Sun God who shines all over the sky. He is a portrait of Liang Yue in his old age, with many mythological elements added.

Liang Yue, who was far away in Luoyang, had no idea that his descendants had become gods on earth, nor did he know that he had even become the sun god.

Of course, even if I knew, I wouldn't pay any attention to it.

From the moment Jingming was born, his descendants had their own destiny.

He is not a slave of later generations.

At this moment, Liang Yue was treating patients on the streets of Luoyang.

At first, the people of Luoyang had heard of Chang'an Tongtian's reputation. When they saw Liang Yue's appearance, they thought he was a liar. It was not until they saw his miraculous medical skills of curing diseases with just one needle that they believed he was the real miracle doctor.

"Thank you, doctor!!"

"Miracle doctor! Why is my leg lame?"

The rich man wanted to cry but had no tears. His hand was healed, but his leg was crippled. He wanted to seek justice, but was driven away by others.

The miracle doctor treats illnesses and also heals people.

When faced with unfilial sons who abuse their elders and cause them to become sick, the illness of the elder will often be transferred to their sons.

Those who are punished are regardless of age or gender.

Soon, he met a warrior and exchanged the opportunity to practice martial arts for treatment of illnesses or elixirs.

“Haha! Haha!!”

Inside the mansion, the leader of the Iron Palm Sect led Liang Yue to the sect's headquarters.

There were more than ten large pots on the field, filled with stone sand or iron sand.

A fire was lit under the pot, and the disciples were sweating profusely as they put their hands into the pot to stir-fry.

"Iron Sand Palm is first practiced with ordinary sand, then stone sand and iron sand. After practice, special potions are applied to the palms. When practiced to a small degree, one can break stones with bare hands. When practiced to a great degree, one can be invulnerable to swords and spears."

"I will only study for three days. No matter how well I learn, I will leave after three days." Liang Yue said.

"Master Tongtian, I will do my best to teach you in the next three days. I will teach you the corresponding skills as you progress through your practice."

The sect leader seems generous, but he is actually scheming.

Although the two agreed to exchange the sect's secret techniques for the treatment of their own hidden injuries and elixirs.

Although the Iron Sand Palm is not well-known, it takes at least one year to master it to a small degree, and three to five years to master it. A mere three days is not enough to reach the entry standard, it is just for fun.

This not only preserves the sect's secrets, but also builds one's reputation for keeping promises.

"it is good."

Three days later.

In the early morning, the frost and dew had not yet dispersed, and the cold fog was bone-chilling. A ray of white light appeared in the east.

The disciples gathered around, not knowing what they were looking at, and occasionally burst into cheers.

"Wow!!"

"Good martial arts!"

"well!"

There was a big pot in the crowd, and Liang Yue was wearing a skillful short suit and circulating his internal energy.

Unlike the palms of ordinary Iron Sand Palm disciples which turn black when practicing, Liang Yue's palms appear a strange silver color.

boom!
With one thrust of his palm, the entire bottom of the pot was pierced through.

"Dacheng! This is the method of Dacheng!"

The disciples were extremely shocked. To have achieved perfection in three days? He was simply a monster.

Liang Yue finished his training, looked at the dumbfounded Sect Master, and said with a smile: "Okay, thank you for your guidance, fellow Taoist."

After saying that, he packed up and went out.

The sect leader looked at Liang Yue's departing back and muttered to himself, "Three days to complete the skill, this is not a miracle doctor, this is a martial arts god!"

After saying that, he reacted and rushed directly to Liang Yue.

"Master, wait a moment!!"

Liang Yue stopped and looked at the man in confusion.

The sect leader was panting and bowed deeply.

"Please enlighten me, Taoist priest, why is your iron sand palm silver?"

"I improved the secret medicine by adding safflower and clove oil."

Liang Yue explained the tricks of practicing the exercises. He didn't need the sect leader to teach the secret recipe. He only needed to take a quick glance with his Dharma eyes to understand the ingredients of the secret medicine.

The sect leader stood where he was, seeming to understand something.

"Master, this secret recipe was taught by our predecessor and has no name. Since you have improved it, give it a name. The descendants of Iron Sand Palm will remember the guidance of our predecessors."

Liang Yue thought for a moment and said, "Let's call it safflower oil."

After that, he left happily.

Afterwards, he learned the mad sword, the stance skills, the twelve soft swords, and the battlefield halberd skills in the east of the city.

I stayed in Luoyang for about three months and learned all the Luoyang martial arts.

Outside the city, everyone watched Liang Yue disappear.

"He is a genius. He will definitely have a place in China in the future."

"No, in Tang Dynasty martial arts, Tongtian is the most respected."

Everyone was generous with their praise.

At first, no one believed that anything could be accomplished in three days. However, as Liang Yue's skills became more and more sophisticated, everyone became convinced and did not feel cheated at all. They believed that such a godly figure would not compete with them for this little piece of land. It was their honor to learn his skills.

It would be best if Taoist Master Tongtian could become famous for their unique skills.

Outside Luoyang City, the official road was covered with smoke and dust.

Liang Yue did not use any magic, just like an ordinary person, occasionally stopping to rest, or punishing bandits, and drawing his sword to help when he saw injustice.

Most of the time I am alone, appreciating martial arts.

No matter what kind of martial arts, regardless of status, everyone can learn it.

If he had any new insights, he would not hesitate to tell the original owner of the technique.

"When I have mastered everything, I will use the wisdom of all living beings to deduce the Ten Perfect Martial Arts."

Liang Yue secretly made up his mind.

He had no fixed goal. Generally, if he heard that there was martial arts somewhere, he would rush there. If he came across a sect on the way, he would stay there to learn.

After that, Liang Yue went to Guanzhong again, where he learned the martial arts of the Hu people and the skills of his aristocratic families. He then went to Nanyang and learned some farming skills.

Wherever he went, he achieved great success in three days.

His rapid progress in martial arts training shocked everyone, and people at that time called him a god.

The name of the miracle doctor spread throughout the world; the name of the martial arts genius also gradually spread to all places.

During the Tang Dynasty, this name must have been unusual.

At night, the physical body ascends to the White Cloud Emperor's hometown.

Inside Baiyun Imperial Township, the world has changed drastically.

Kuafu's head was dismembered, with bones, flesh, hair, blood and eyes placed in different places.

The bones merged into the world and turned into the skeleton of the earth, widening the world. The ground underfoot was no longer empty void, but a rock-like structure, and the world space expanded to ten square miles.

Liang Yue, holding the Samadhi Fire Pearl, came to the mountain-like Kuafu's flesh and blood, cut a portion for Xuanwu to eat, and refined the other portion with the Samadhi Fire.

Soil gradually appeared on the earth. After training a piece of flesh and blood, Liang Yue took a magic blood pill to cleanse his body.

Visualize the void and practice wind and thunder.

The soul and body gradually solidified, and the spiritual perception gradually increased.

During the day, we continued on our journey.

Keep moving forward, stopping and walking along the way.

The target location is Jiangling. It is rumored that Jiangling has a rare water skill that can be learned.

Shannan East Road, Jingzhou Jiangling.

The ancient capital of Chu State and a famous city during the Three Kingdoms Period; it has vast plains and numerous rivers and lakes.

The soldiers paddled in the river like fish swimming in the waves, popping their heads up from time to time and throwing big fish onto the boat.

The group has great swimming skills and is not afraid of wind or waves.

Wow!
A young boy emerged from the water, holding tightly a sturgeon as big as himself.

"Dad! What a big fish! Ouch!"

As he was speaking, the fish broke free and escaped.

The middle-aged man on the boat threw out a palm wind.

The palm wind is visible to the naked eye, like waves, one layer upon another.

boom! !

The water surface exploded, and the sturgeon fell onto the deck, thrashing around. Two soldiers struggled to hold it down.

At this time, someone came from a distance in a small boat.

The man boarded the ship and came to the middle-aged general to report.

"Grand Commander, my second sister is sick again and hasn't woken up yet."

The man frowned and said, "The previous medicine is useless?"

“The medicine is gone.”

"Post a notice in the city. If you can cure the two girls, I, Wu Shigui, will reward you with a thousand gold coins!"

……

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)