The first cause of all realms

Chapter 1010
Huhu~
The strong wind roared, and the sea of ​​spirit qi began to ripple.

On the majestic and towering sacred mountain, one after another, the gazes of reality meet in the void, falling on the only outsider within a hundred thousand miles of mountains and rivers here.

Indifference, banter, inquiry, scrutiny, disgust...

On the holy mountain, among the mountains, above and below the sea of ​​clouds, countless Taoists have walked out of the retreat, or raised their eyes, or looked down.

Within a hundred thousand miles of mountains and rivers, there are almost no mortals, and the masters of these gazes are all masters of supernatural powers, and some of them are even Jiuyao, and even the masters of Baji.

Not to mention anything else, just the meeting of these gazes is enough to crush mountains and rivers and make people feel frustrating.

Standing in the center of the meeting of eyes, Yang Jue felt as if he was being pointed at by countless sharp swords, and his whole body felt cold from the outside to the inside.

But he didn't seem to realize it, only when he looked around, his expression became dignified.

Behind him, the bright yellow is like a waterfall, and the Juyun Golden Pagoda is looming, while in front of him is Wanshi Mountain, which is guarded by Wanshan, known as the most holy mountain in the world.

In his induction, he was still in the emptiness above Mount Qian, but what he could see with his naked eyes was clearly the Holy Mountain of All Beginnings.

This perceived contradiction was uncomfortable, but it also made him aware of his own situation.

He, together with the void where the phantom of the Juyun Golden Pagoda was located, was separated from the sky and the earth by someone with great supernatural powers, and was frightened to the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Begins!
"Void Teleportation, a big deal..."

Faced with many prying eyes, Yang Jue adjusted his clothes slightly, looked at the few Taoists closest to him, and asked calmly:
"I don't know who made the shot, what magical power?"

quiet!
There seems to be no noise among the mountains.

Hearing Yang Yu's question, the eyes of the mountains and rivers may be surprised and playful, but no one answered for a while.

"As expected of 1 miles, No. [-] on the list of emperors with the body of ten capitals, the world is fighting, but the expression does not change, the courage is extraordinary!"

After a moment of silence, above the nearest cloud head, Taoist Xuanjing made a speech and replied:
"Pimpedao Xuanjing, there is nothing else to boast about, only this supernatural power of 'cosmopolitan manipulation' can barely be praised!"

"Mysterious Whale Taoist?"

Yang Jue recognized this Taoist as one of the two people he had seen in a blink of an eye and wanted to stop the Red Demon King.

"The world is in trouble? According to legend, there were seven great and nine-yao-ranked monsters in the ancient monster race, also known as the Seven Demon Apes of the Hunshi. Qiankun Molong's supernatural power!"

Yang Jue spoke in a leisurely manner, as if beside him was a friend he hadn't seen for many years, rather than the malicious Baji Master of Xianmen.

While speaking, he glanced at the Sacred Mountain of Myriad Beginnings unabashedly.

Among the mountain ranges stretching tens of thousands of miles, I don't know how many fairy mountains and caves are there. Under the seclusion, there is a sea of ​​fate, there is no lack of gold and red, and there are patches of purple qi hidden, which cannot be pried.

This is the real master like a cloud!
"Fellow Daoist actually knows about the seven apes of the mixed world? Pindao once found a not very obedient hairy head to warm up the gods in the past, but it has nothing to do with the monster race."

Taoist Xuanjing was slightly surprised, but he didn't have the intention to find out the truth. He just smiled and said:
"Fellow Taoist has been working hard from afar, why not take a break during the introduction, how about it?"

"The disobedient Maotou came to warm up the gods..."

Yang Jue chewed on this sentence, and nodded in the meeting of all kinds of eyes.

He didn't refuse, and he didn't seem to have the option to refuse at all.

At this moment, he is surrounded by the three major eight-pole masters, and there are also supernatural powers locked in between the mountains. What makes him look like a light on his back is the ethereal and indifferent gaze on the towering holy mountain.

Tianzong Taoist!

But this is not the ten-level Tianzong Taoist who was killed by him in the Juyun Golden Pagoda, but the unrivaled overlord who has dominated the world for 8000 years.

"I was about to take a look at the height of the legendary No. [-] Divine Peak in the Eastern Desolation for tens of thousands of years."

Things in the world are never as expected.

At least before today, he had never thought of coming to the Holy Mountain of Myriad Beginnings, but when it really came, he didn't have much fear.

Even if his guess was wrong, the Daoist Zong didn't "forcibly invite" him to come here for the sake of "mysterious good luck and aura", so what?

The incarnation of Wujian is still in the mountains and seas and has not returned. Even if the Taoist of Tianzong has supernatural powers, how can he cross the border?

For millions of years in Longquan, the only ones who can strike across the border are the nine great emperors!

call!
After saying that, Yang Ju stepped into the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Shis in one step, and he didn't care at all about the cloud of masters and deep hostility here.

This scene seemed to come as a surprise to some people, especially the few Taoists who were quite close to each other, who were even more surprised.

"It's a bit courageous!"

In the sea of ​​clouds, there seemed to be a Taoist clapping his hands in amazement.

Huhu~
Spiritual tide surged.

The sacred mountain of Wanshi is where the spirits of the world are gathered. Its richness is somewhat ancient, and it is far better than Cangjiang Gate.

Using the eyes of the sky to stimulate the seclusion, Yang Jue can even feel the omnipresent, omnipresent and omnipresent mountain guard formation under the spiritual tide.

Below it is the mountains, rivers and lands of thousands of miles, above it corresponds to the stars in the sky, in the middle of the eastern wasteland, and even human cities all over the world.

What is Zaizhitianxia?

That's it!

There are ten thousand kingdoms in the world of Longquan. In the southeast corner of Nanling alone, there are more than a dozen dynasties, eight hundred giant cities, and as many as two thousand small cities.

And the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Begins is the gathering of human destiny and luck in the world, and it is the true co-lord of the human race, the kingdom of gods on earth!

Huhuhu~
In the midst of spiritual surges, there are many fairy herbs, elixir, and even spiritual plants in the mountains and rivers.

The most eye-catching thing is the vast spiritual field stretching as far as the eye can see between the mountains.

"This is 'Ziqi Lingmi', which was obtained by Emperor Yinggan from the 'Desolate Realm' 9 years ago. It is said that it was the rice that dragons must eat at the earliest."

The Xuanjing Taoist on the side introduced like a guide:

"Of course, humans are different from dragons. The purple spirit rice planted by my sect is different from the original purple spirit rice. Not only does it taste better, it is ripe all year round, and its inner spirit energy is also more abundant..."

"Lingmi!"

Yang Qiu was really like a guest, and under the introduction of the host, he looked at it with great interest.

Ordinary people eat five grains, sects eat spiritual rice, and all sects in the world are like this. He has tasted it himself, and it tastes quite good.

However, compared to the spiritual field in front of us, the spiritual rice grown in the Cangjiang Gate is far inferior to its appearance.

Each plant of this Lingmi is about Zhangxu high, almost like a big tree, which can be used for people to enjoy the shade.

In fact, Yang Jue has very good eyesight.

In the spiritual field of thousands of miles of light, there are more mortals than Lingzhi busy, as if, catching insects?
"Purple Qi spirit rice feeds on sunlight. If it is blocked by supernatural powers or formations, it will affect the taste. It is located where the spirit rice is located, which is very attractive to insects and ants. Therefore, people need to take twelve hours to serve in shifts to catch insects."

While Xuanjing Taoist was speaking, he saw a rainbow light piercing through the sky, accompanied by a crane cry, a red gourd appeared outside the spiritual field and fell down.

Then, under Yang Ju's watchful eyes, large swathes of Gangfeng, Lingqi, supernatural light, and a familiar city were poured out!

Save the mountain city!
"It's really not very polite to ask without telling me this time. But there is really no way to do it. There are many demon kings in Nanling, and the lion king is watching. If there is any delay, there will be big troubles... ..."

Taoist Xuanjing squeezed out a smile:
"As for this city..."

"Oh?"

Yang Ju looked at him indifferently, neither happy nor angry.

"This is not a bad thing."

Xuanjing Taoist's heart trembled for no reason, but he didn't care about it immediately, and said lightly:
"Fellow Daoist, don't you hear that ordinary people in the world often chase big cities, giant cities, and imperial capitals, and I, Wanshi Mountain, are the head of the holy land!

The other city is just a small rural town, and being able to come here is already thanks to the blessings of fellow Taoists, and it is really a blessing that is hard to find in three lives! "

boom!
Taoist Xuanjing hadn't finished his words when he suddenly heard a roar resounding, and saw the divine light surging above the holy mountain, with thousands of auspicious colors, as if the sound of bells and tripods trembled.

"This is?"

Looking at the shadow of the bell and cauldron on the top of the holy mountain, Taoist Xuanjing's expression changed:
"Spirit treasure changes?"

Yang Ju pressed his heart without a trace, and then looked into the distance, only to see the phantom of a bell and a tripod intertwined in the divine light like a waterfall.

"Golden Bell of Ten Thousand Years..."

The roaring and vibrating bell echoed among the mountains, attracting the attention of almost everyone, but soon, the bell and the divine light dissipated together.

Boo!
There was a high-pitched crane cry.

The white crane boy holding the red gourd in his hand stood beside the spiritual field, and said with a blank expression:

"The Patriarch invites the Sword Immortal Nanling!"

"Don't work boy, Pindao is leading fellow Daoists from Nanling to visit the Patriarch..."

Taoist Xuanjing slapped him, but he was interrupted by Boy Baihe before he finished speaking, and the latter said coldly:
"The patriarch didn't say he saw you!"

"..."

Taoist Xuanjing was at a loss for words for a moment, his old face flushed for a moment, but within a moment, he suppressed his anger and walked away.

"Humph! Come with me!"

Glancing at Yang Ju indifferently, the Baihe boy turned around immediately, turned into a white crane and flew towards the holy mountain.

But the flight was only a few breaths, and the white crane boy had already let out an extremely frightened explosion:

"you!"

Yang Ju followed him like a shadow, and landed firmly on the crane's back, no matter how the white crane boy struggled, he would automatically remain still.

"Bold!"

"Get off!"

In the mountains, someone seemed to be aware of it, and was almost stunned. Above the sea of ​​clouds, there was even more anger.

"Your patriarch sent his mount here, didn't he want it to carry me?"

Relying on his fist to defeat the sword light that shot from the clouds, Yang Jue's foot was shocked, causing Bai He Tongzi to struggle violently.

"you!"

In the sea of ​​clouds, the Taoist who had always held great malice seemed to be extremely angry, but he still didn't make another move, for fear that he would accidentally kill Baihe boy here.

"Wow!"

Bai He Tongzi was startled and furious, but in the next moment, he had regained his composure, and flew towards the fairy mountain unwillingly.

"Pity……"

Yang Jue's eyes dimmed.

His perception is far from comparable to that of ordinary masters, and he can naturally perceive the deepest malice in this mountain.

The person in the sea of ​​clouds is far more malicious towards him than everyone else...

Unfortunately, that person was still not drawn out.

……

Wanshi Mountain is so high that it almost enters the sea of ​​stars!

As the white crane boy crossed the sea of ​​clouds, Yang Yu just saw the true face of this holy mountain, which soared to the sky and reached the highest point of the sea of ​​clouds.

At this moment, the six great suns above the sky are within reach, and the coldness of the sky coexists with the hotness of the direct sun.

Looking down from here, the mountains under the sea of ​​clouds appear very small, but here, it has not yet reached the top of Wanshi Mountain!
"An unnaturally formed mountain..."

As soon as this idea came to Yang Yu's mind, he suddenly felt that the world was turning around, and the void was changing. In less than a thousandth of an instant, the world changed again before his eyes!
The sea of ​​stars hangs so high that the sun can't be seen, and the top of the holy mountain of the beginning of time has already gone out of the sky!

call!
Baihe Boy was blown away by the wind, Yang Jue stood still, ten feet away, he saw the familiar Taoist platform.

On the dark red platform made of blood, the white-haired Taoist sat cross-legged with his back facing him, just like the first pass of Juyun Golden Pagoda.

The difference is that the Taoist platform in the Golden Pagoda is only one level high, while the Taoist platform on the top of the mountain is nine levels high!
"Pindao should call you Sword Immortal Nanling."

Yang Jue's heart was shocked. In his state of high concentration, he didn't even see his movements. The white-haired Taoist had already turned around!

"Or……"

There were slight ripples in the eyes as deep as the sea of ​​stars, and the voice of the Taoist of Tianzong changed the language:

"Shan Hai Yang Prison?"

"It's just a title, Nanling is me, and Yang prison is also me."

Yang Ju was a little startled but not confused, he just looked at Taoist Tianzong.

This old man is already very old, and he can feel the lifeless breath rushing towards his face, except for the pair of eyes that are too bright, there is really nothing special about him.

"You don't seem surprised?"

The Taoist of Tianzong bent his fingers a little, and the cold and hard rock rose from Yang Yu's feet, 27 feet straight up, and it was as high as the nine-fold Taoist platform.

"Surprised at what?"

Glancing at the platform under his feet, Yang Jue sat down calmly.

Being called Po Xingzang by the Taoist of Tianzong, he was slightly startled, but not too surprised.

It has been more than a million years since the tide in the Longquan world has risen. During such a long time, he will not be surprised if any magical power appears.

There is an "extraterrestrial guest" in his fate, which can block the supernatural power calculation, but not counting it is not without trace.

He is still in heaven and earth.

In fact, the pedestrians in Wanfalou also had spirit treasures to shield their breath, so they were also killed by Lu Chen?

"Then, you can probably guess why the old man invited you here."

Taoist Tianzong asked a question.

"Keep your heart in the face of confusion, break the limit and become an emperor."

Yang prison replied.

"It seems that most of the people in the world can guess it. Yes, Pindao really wants to try, at least, die willingly."

The voice of the old man was not very turbulent, but Yang Ju could faintly feel the extremely strong fluctuation of will.

"die?"

Yang Yu is very good at discovering important points, and he delivered the conversation at the right time:

"The limit of life may not be insurmountable. As far as I know, Nine Heavens Killing Children used some method to avoid its own limit."

"It's not my wish to stay alive, what's the fun in not dying?"

Taoist Tianzong slightly sighed:
"Actually, a long time ago, Pindao had already thought about his own death.

On the day of the deadline, first kill the three heroes of the monster clan, and then kill the seven masters of the demonic way, and then kill the two great masters of the Buddhist sect, the masters of Wanfalou, the seven evil spirits of the blood prison, and the old dragons in the sea. Killed together. "

Yang Jue felt a slight chill in his heart.

The understatement of Tianzong Taoist's words, in his induction, seemed to be the ancient master of the netherworld, outlining the book of life and death.

In the calm, it is the domineering and cruelty that I want you to die, not to live any longer.

Even if what he mentioned in his words is the octopus giant who is rampant in the world, and who is respected for the first time, he can be folded like a piece of grass!

"But later, the old man changed his mind..."

At this point, Taoist Tianzong looked at Yang Yu, and there seemed to be an undercurrent in his deep eyes.

"Yinghuo Shouxin came to the world, anyone who is expected to break through the limit must want to try."

A trace of uneasiness arose in Yang Ju's heart, and his tone was tentative:

"So, you are preparing for the ultimate fight at this moment. You asked me to come here, and you want me to take the aura of good fortune from the golden pagoda for you?"

"Actually, not quite right."

Taoist Tianzong is like a teacher who preaches and dispels doubts, and he replied gently:

"Humans have a life limit, and so does the sky. Longquan devoured the foundations of the Eight Realms, so there are nine great emperors, but this is also the limit!"

"limit!"

Taoist Tianzong sighed softly:

"If it weren't for this, how could the old Taoist have sat there for 8000 years? It's not an opportunity to break the limit, but a sign that the heaven and the earth have a feeling, and the emperor will appear..."

"Um?!"

In the sea of ​​mind, the Bajiu Xuangong mirror was suddenly shrouded in black mist, and the extremely strong calamity made Yang Jue's pupils shrink violently for a moment:
"You mean..."

"You have the qualifications of a great emperor!"

The Taoist of Tianzong caressed his beard and laughed, and then returned to solemnity:
"Little friend, would you like the beauty of an adult?"

　Uh...cough cough, good night everyone.

　
(End of this chapter)