The first cause of all realms

Chapter 132 Natural Disasters, Man-made Disasters, Dao Fruit Gods and Demons

Talking about Daoguo.

Caressing the scroll that still smelled of ink, Yang Jue's eyes flickered.

The information of the six gates is all-encompassing, from the court to the rivers and lakes, it can be said to be extremely detailed, even if some authority is not enough to read, you can still find clues.

Only the information about Daoguo, there seems to be nothing left in the file room, or it was all buried.

Even the old head Zhao, who regards wealth as his life, kept his mouth shut and dared not mention it no matter what.

In the deal he made with Huang Sixiang, there was the message of Dao Fruit.

The commander of Jinyiwei in Yizhou, a veteran of the two dynasties, the boss of the official to the Minister of the Ministry of War, naturally can come into contact with things that ordinary people cannot understand.

As for whether to show the horse's feet.

If a young man who has acquired Dao fruit before shows no interest in it, this is the biggest flaw.

"Dao Guo..."

As the night fell and the bonfire flickered, it seemed that Yang Ju's face was flickering.

The handwriting with wet ink is as sharp as a sword, piercing through the back of the paper. The words on it are simple and easy to understand, and there is no nonsense.

"Dao Fruit, also known as Immortal Base. It was first known in the Qin Dynasty, and for 3000 years later, from emperors and generals to country gentry and rangers, everyone yearns for it."

"Yu also became curious and searched for a while. I found that the Dao fruit is as old as before the Qin Dynasty, but because of the long history and historical gaps, there are many distortions. In addition, the rumors are exaggerated, and most of them are derived into legends and myths."

"The sages of Taoism said that 'people follow the earth, the earth follows the sky, and the sky follows the Tao'. The Tao of Taoism and Fruits doubtfully refers to the Tao of Heaven, and its fruit also has the meaning of the fruit borne by the Tao of Heaven.

The five internal organs of a person cannot be digested by weeds, let alone the fruits of heaven?People in the world only know how to pursue, but they don't know that blind craving is actually the way to death.

How easy is it to control the power of heaven and earth with one's body? "

……

The preface is long.

Yang Jue read word by word silently, in a daze, he seemed to see the old man leaning over his desk, writing vigorously, and exhorting him while writing.

"The fruit of heaven."

Yang Jue muttered to himself, silently memorizing the words in his heart.

"Yu collected the legacy of the predecessors, and also asked the owner of the Dao Fruit at that time, and concluded that in order to swallow the Dao Fruit, one needs to go through four steps: subdue his heart, hold a ceremony, light up the map of fate, and refine the rank.

One is to subdue the will left by the predecessors in Daoguo, and the other is to hold a ceremony.What is the ceremony?Humans eat five grains, which need to be sown, fertilized, irrigated, harvested, hulled, kneaded, steamed, eaten, and digested.

Daoguo, too! "

"The rituals are ever-changing, and different Dao fruits have different rituals. When I understood the rituals, I suddenly had a deep understanding of mythology.

According to ancient legends, there are demon gods who knock down the pillars of heaven, demons who overwhelm rivers and seas, gods and men who capture dragons and tigers... Are these also so-called rituals? "

"When I was young, reading myths was quite novel. When I am old, I have fear. Demons and demons are overwhelming, and gods and men are stirring up the wind and clouds. Where are the mortals?"

"I have personally experienced Liuji Mountain. I saw three million people fighting fiercely for more than a year. The ground was stained red with blood, and the river was cut off by corpses..."

……

"Fluid Mountain?!"

Seeing this, Yang Jue was shocked.

Here, there are traces of smearing on the handwriting, and that Mr. Xu seems to be a little bit taboo.

But in connection with the context, Yang Yu suddenly felt a little horrified, and felt a chill down his spine.

The participation of the Three Kingdoms, the death of millions of corpses, and the indirect displacement of tens of millions of people led to a great war in which everyone in Qingzhou was dressed in mourning and sackcloth.

Could it be that it was actually a ceremony for someone to refine Dao fruit? !

……

……

crackling~
It was getting dark, but the city of Qingzhou was still full of excitement. As the New Year approached, there was no curfew, and many children lit firecrackers and ran around to play.

"The end of the year is approaching, another year will pass..."

Standing in front of the window, looking at the burning lights of Wanjia, Xu Wenji sighed slightly.

"It's late at night, my lord should rest early."

Huang Sixiang walked into the room and closed the door: "Miss, she has already fallen asleep. You are too harsh on her, child, after all, you like to be lively."

"Ruo Ruo's health is not good, it's windy outside..."

Gently closing the window, Xu Wenji shook his head slightly:

"Everyone sent away?"

"Send away."

Huang Sixiang's expression was not very good: "Nie Wendong has been entertaining the gentlemen in the city for many days, why are you as stable as a mountain?"

"So what if it's unstable? Nie Wendong has been cultivating Qingzhou for many years, and you and I are not comparable. It is better to be still than to move."

Xu Wenji picked up his teacup.

"With the documents in your hand, you can influence the government of a state. Why haven't you seen any action?"

Huang Sixiang lost his composure.

Compared with more than ten years ago, the current inn is already empty, not to mention the people who come to attach themselves, even the people who visit are less.

This shows that Nie Wendong has already taken action.

"Arrows are a deterrent only before they leave the hand. Once they are shot, it will be a dead end."

Xu Wenji looked calm:
"My classmate has a good family background, good talent, and is good at studying, but there is one bad thing, that is, he only regards himself as a person."

"There are people like him everywhere in the world."

Huang Sixiang was expressionless.

He read the information about Nie Wendong countless times before entering Qingzhou.

"It's not the same. Those people are either rich and powerful, or have an unruly temperament. My classmate is not."

After drinking the tea and turning the teacup lightly, Xu Wenji's eyes lighted faintly:
"He is high above and has never come down. He is really cold-hearted."

"There is no difference."

Huang Sixiang was a little bored.

Before and after the post station, countless people stared at him. This feeling made him, who was born in Jinyiwei, extremely uncomfortable.

He has always been the only one to stare at people, when will it be his turn to be stared at?
"Of course there is a difference."

Xu Wenji shook his head slightly, but didn't say much: "It's getting late, you should go to bed early."

"My lord, there is one thing I don't understand."

Huang Sixiang didn't move, his face was serious:

"According to your previous temperament, why should you not compromise so easily. What is it that makes you so worried?"

"see this."

Xu Wenji leaned back, revealing the paper on the case.

Huang Sixiang swept his eyes, and immediately frowned:

"There is a great famine in Deyang, and people eat each other. The rivers and rivers have dried up, and even thousands of miles of barren land. A bucket of rice costs twenty gold, and a bucket of wheat costs seven or eight gold. For a long time, there are no sellers.

The leaves of the celery tree are all eaten, and in the end, people cannibalize each other..."

"Deyang?!"

Huang Sixiang's heart was shocked, and then he was in disbelief:

"The disaster situation in Deyang has come to this?"

They came all the way, went through various prefectures to collect refugees, although they have never been to the hardest hit place in Deyang, they can hear about it.

"It's not like this now, but if I fight with Nie Wendong and the four great masters for a long time, it will definitely be like this. After the drought, there will be a big epidemic!

If it is ignored, the disaster of Deyang's whole government will surely turn into a disaster of the whole state! "

Xu Wenji exhaled foul air:
"Every time I think about it, I can't sleep at night."

Natural disasters.

Xu Wenji's heart was heavy, but he still had something to say.

Before he left Beijing, he had asked the head of the Qin Tianjian to observe the stars, but there was no disaster in Qingzhou, let alone a severe drought that lasted for two years.

He has seen this kind of sudden disaster in the book...

If it's a natural disaster, it's fine, but if it's a man-made disaster...

"A natural disaster..."

Huang Sixiang's expression became serious.

He has also experienced a catastrophe, which is truly tragic.

Scribes are better at killing than warriors, but natural disasters are even more terrifying!
He has experienced the "Jianghongdao catastrophe", a seven-day torrential rain that washed away thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, causing hundreds of thousands of deaths and injuries, and even more missing.

According to statistics, tens of millions of people were affected, and the horror of the scene is still unforgettable to him.

"Be prepared. It doesn't matter what happens first or first. The most urgent task is to integrate forces and provide relief to the disaster-stricken areas."

Xu Wenji sighed lightly.

"My lord, don't worry too much, at least it won't be too late until the Jin Yiwei sent before has a reply."

Seeing Xu Wenji's tired expression, Huang Sixiang comforted him.

Before they came to Qingzhou, there was a team of Jinyi guards who came to meet them, but he sent them to Deyang Mansion without any hassle.

That team of Jinyiwei is also considered elite, counting the footsteps, it will be time to arrive at Deyang Mansion in a few days.

"It doesn't matter whether there is a reply or not, the disaster relief is urgent."

Xu Wenji gently rubbed his temples:
"By the way, we also have to pull out that Changliu Mountain. Bandit gatherings are no small matter."

"I understand."

Huang Sixiang nodded.

……

……

Although the new year is approaching and the weather is not as cold as before, there is still heavy snow in many places.

Whoosh!

The stern north wind blows the snow, and the world is bleak.

A black line suddenly flashed across the frosty sky.

tata tao~
Accompanied by the rapid sound of horseshoes, a group of people approached gradually.

"Shut up!"

Seeing a jungle appear in front of him, the leading knight shouted and stopped the horse.

The crowd behind them also stopped.

"It's getting late, go to that forest to rest and eat some dry food!"

While the flying fish uniform was being rolled up, Cao Jinlie got off his horse.

The rest of the Jinyiwei also got off their horses. At worst, they were masters of six or seven blood changes. Although they were not invulnerable to cold and heat, they were able to withstand the cold.

But the horse couldn't stand it.

Even flood horses are not as cold-tolerant as they are, unless it is a rare horse breed like the Snowy Dragon Horse, which can survive the cold and heat.

But there are not many dragon horses in Qingzhou, and there are even fewer dragon horses in the snowy area.

"It's too cold today."

Taking the fur to wipe the horse's body, Zhao Qing frowned slightly.

Traveling long distances is the most depleting horsepower, especially in heavy snow and cold weather. Seeing the horses sluggish, many Jin Yiwei feel distressed.

"Wait?"

Suddenly, Cao Jinlie narrowed his eyes, motioning for everyone to stop, and with a single step, he rushed towards the forest.

"what!"

After a while, two screams were heard.

Everyone rushed forward, and saw Cao Jinlie take off the flying fish suit, wrapping the yellow and thin girl around.

"These two?"

Zhao Qing glanced at the pool of blood, and looked at the fragrant soup pot, his face twitched suddenly:
"Damn beast!"

"brute!"

The rest of Jin Yiwei's complexions were also livid.

This road, similar scenes, they have seen more than once...

"The situation in Deyang Mansion is probably more serious than we thought..."

Warming the woman's body with his breath, Cao Jinlie strode towards the horse:

"Don't stop, let's go!"

　Continue to codeword and write Chapter 3.Go to bed first, it's getting late, let's watch it tomorrow.

　
(End of this chapter)