The first cause of all realms

Chapter 1004 Who will it be? !

Will there be me in the future?
This is not the first time Yang Qiu asked this question, and the first two times, he got no answer.

And this time...

"Yes, and no..."

Henry Zhang was a little uncertain, and after thinking for a while, he nodded heavily:

"You should be dead!"

"..."

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed, his aura became dangerous, and Yang Jian was a little speechless, he paused before letting him continue.

"The world has undergone great changes, and the powers from outside the region have descended. Within ten days, the battle was raging inside and outside the pass. Almost all the strong men in the world died in battle except for His Majesty. You were not among them, but you did not come back..."

Henry Zhang took a deep breath, his eyes dimmed slightly:
"In the first year of 320, the Great Chu died, and you didn't show up, but in the previous three hundred years, he would come back every few years, take some people away, and send some people back..."

Yang Jian couldn't help but frown.

He knew that his elder brother had a special fate, and he seemed to have unacceptable traits. Wang Muzhi looked into the future several times and never saw him at all.

And if what this kid said is true, then...

"So, you think I'm dead?"

Yang Jue tapped on the table with no anger on his face, just thinking about it.

The background of Longquan Realm is beyond the reach of mountains and seas, but he is also a human being, martial arts, and he has not yet achieved nine glory, and he has almost no opponents under the eight poles.

Once he was promoted to Jiuyao, he thought to himself that even if he was the master of Baji, he might not be invincible and win.

In addition, he has the living dead Lu Daoren outside, and the incarnation of Wujian hiding in the dark.

Even if something unexpected happens to the deity, he can recover from the self-transformation body in an instant, and then escape from the Longquan Realm with the "great supernatural power of incomparable connection between the two worlds".

Did he die before becoming Jiuyao?
Or……

"call!"

Poured out all the backlog of words in his heart, Henry Zhang's immature face had a touch of pleading:
"Don't go to Longquan Realm anymore, there is an enemy in that world that you can't resist at all..."

The future he experienced was too hopeless, miserable and helpless.

With his own eyes, he saw the powerful fall one by one, saw the cities turned into ashes, saw the revival of the fairy mountains, a hundred ghosts roaming around, and the world fell to the enemy.

I also saw how Yang Jian, who was called the number one god of mountains and seas by later generations, looked at him vertically and horizontally, but was unwilling to be alone...

"Brother, you..."

Yang Jian hesitated a little.

"If you can't beat it, so what?"

How can Yang Yu’s determination be shaken by Henry Zhang’s words, he is guessing something in his heart, but there is no wave on his face:

"How often can you invoke 'Dialogue Ancient and Modern'?"

"what?"

With a small face startled, Henry Zhang scratched his head:

"Yes, it should be a year?"

"Okay! I'll wait for you for a year!"

Yang Yu nodded:

"Let's see, I already know the future after 'the news of my own death', whether it is still the case!"

While speaking, Yang Ju flicked his sleeves, and Henry Zhang fell into his arms drowsily.

"elder brother?"

Yang Jian stood up.

"Of course this little guy won't lie to me, but his practice is not high enough, so he may not be deceived by others, and even if the future is as he said..."

Handing the little guy to Yu Fengxian who came in a hurry, Yang Yu said calmly:

"What are you afraid of?"

How many life and death fights has he experienced in a hundred years?

All the way to the present, he is no longer the panicked and helpless refugee beggar outside Montenegro.

Even if he is really doomed to die, he still needs to lift the mist of fate, give him a punch, and then talk about it!

……

……

An old monster that is suspected to have returned from ancient times, should it be killed and fought with it hundreds of years later, or should it be let go and guarded against it for hundreds of years?

It's not a choice at all!

Therefore, Li Lue, the leader of the sun-centered sect, was hanged at the head of the northwest city a few days later, and the millions of congregants under his command also dispersed in the following year or two.

How about the teachings of the Sun Heart Sect, and how many grievances and hatreds there are, but Yang Jue doesn't know, and doesn't want to know.

After returning to Shanhai, he even suspended his practice. Every day, apart from playing chess with the old man, he just went to listen to Li Eryi's storytelling, enjoying the rare peace.

Occasionally, I would meet former courtiers and sit and discuss with Wang Muzhi, Qi Daoguang, Wei Zhengxian, Jiang Wuyang, Lu Qingting and others.

As the sky is changing day by day, masters of supernatural powers are emerging one after another, martial arts are far from the peak of the past, and there are not many people who are dedicated to martial arts.

Yang Ju didn't force it, because his own heart for martial arts was far less than that of Zhang Xuanba back then, and now Qi Daoguang.

Qi Daoguang followed the path of his teacher in the past, beheaded Daoguo Jin Wusheng, although he was delayed for several years due to the serious injury of vitality, he broke through and stood up again, reaching the top of Wusheng.

He has never been a person who cherishes himself with a broom, except for Yuanci Zhenshen Jue, which is impossible for others to practice, he has passed on all the martial arts he has learned.

After the discussion, a group of people may have some feelings or doubts, but they all got up and said goodbye, and went back to retreat without mentioning it.

The sun rises and the sun sets, spring goes to winter, half a year has passed with the flick of a finger.

With the cold wind coming overnight, the snow covered the sky and covered the mountains and rivers with silver.

Huhu~
In the wind and snow, Chu Tianyi led his horse into the city, and outside the imperial city, there was Lu Qingting who came like him.

Although the two knew each other, they didn't know each other very well. When they saw Li, they waited for each other.

After that, people came one after another, but they didn't come close, but stood far away, as if seeing off or coming to watch the ceremony.

Among them are many important ministers of the court, well-known martial saints in the world, the masters of the ten capitals, and even the sword master Mu Qingliu, who broke through the customs.

Chu Tianyi frowned slightly, and led the horse into the palace. Lu Qingting thought about it, and followed the guards into the imperial city.

The people who came to watch the ceremony outside the mansion would not wait in the wind and snow, and each found an inn to settle down.

"It's been more than half a year, and you don't even have three of them?"

In the backyard, Yang Jian was making tea, he tilted his ears slightly and shook his head.

"What's so strange about this? Now that Daoguo and supernatural masters are emerging one after another, some people still doubt whether immortals and Buddhas existed in ancient times, let alone such things as 'cross-border'?"

The body looks bright and dark, but the man of truth is not surprised:

"If you have a deep cultivation base, you will be less likely to trust others, let alone handing over life and death!"

The world is so big that the masters of the ten capitals may not be able to walk all the way in half a lifetime. Naturally, there are many people who doubt the theory of crossing borders.

"I can't take a few with me, it's fine if I don't come."

Yang Yu didn't take it seriously, and played chess with Taoist Zhenyan:

"It's still early, don't be in a hurry..."

The consumption of crossing the two worlds can be said to be huge. With his current background, it will take a year of cultivation to expel it once.

It takes one year to come, and one year to return.

"I'm afraid they will regret it."

The truth is that the Taoist falls.

"If you go, you may regret it. Longquan Realm is not a good place..."

Yang Yu is more interested in the chessboard in front of him.

"If Sanxiao Sanren's tidal theory is true, where will the future be good?"

The man of truth sighed.

"The real person is still a loser!"

Yang Ju smiled and urged, his eyes inadvertently fell on the old man who was frowning and watching chess, but there was a trace of haze in his eyes.

Being separated by two realms, even with the eyes of heaven, Tongyou couldn't see this way.

As a result, for more than half a year, he still hasn't found the ghost-like aura in the old man's body, let alone be sure of the ghost's identity.

'Who will it be? '

……

……

"call!"

With one mind and two tasks, after confirming that Wujian's incarnation returned to the mountains and seas, Yang Jue opened his eyes automatically.

One year in the mountains and seas, but 30 years in the Longquan world, it is naturally impossible for him to retreat for another 30 years at this moment.

"Know the future, talk about the past and the present..."

Ripples appeared in his heart, Yang Jue had already opened the catalog of ten thousand immortals, like a waterfall of golden light flowing down,
One side looks like a huge golden tower looming, and in front of the tower gate, two god generals also opened their eyes at the same time:
"Wu that brat, are you going to be presumptuous again?!"

　Good night everyone...

　
(End of this chapter)