The first cause of all realms

Chapter 403 What is a Fate Map?The road is three thousand! (two in one chapter)

Outside the city of Qingzhou, Qin Si reluctantly bid farewell.

She is a very sensible girl, even if she had worries and reluctance in her heart, she never stopped her, she just stuffed a jade pendant into Yang Qiang's hand.

Let go of his tender little hand, Yang Jue took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, said "Wait for me to come back.", turned and walked into the prepared chariot.

"drive!"

Outside the car curtain, the beauty's figure gradually became blurred, and the huge Qingzhou City also became blurred.

"It's hardest to bear the grace of a beauty..."

In the carriage, Zhang Longfu was a little sour, even though Yang Qiu had explained everything clearly a few days ago, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Compared to this, my old lady obviously has no chance of winning...

Yang Qiu played with the jade pendant that contained Qin Si's supernatural powers, and glanced at him:
"Speak up if you have something to say, or go back to your carriage if you don't."

Zhang Longfu felt uneasy, fidgeting, and said timidly: "Sister, Brother Yang, you, don't you really want to join Dongchang?"

Dongchang, not all eunuchs.

In fact, the three heads of Dongchang are all famous martial arts masters who have been famous for a long time.

Back then when the imperial court purged the rivers and lakes, many masters devoted themselves to the East and West Factories, and in one fell swoop, the strength of these two factories surpassed that of Jinyiwei.

"If you talk more nonsense, get out."

Yang Yu stared.

Zhang Longfu trembled for a moment, and cried again: "Brother Yang, I, I dare not go back to Longyuan City..."

"Ren Xiaoxiao must have come here with the emperor's will, he is actually an imperial envoy, if you don't go back, then the position of King Longyuan will have nothing to do with you.

At that time, how will you face Zhang Lingfeng who is in charge of the entire Longyuan? "

Yang Jue put away the jade pendant close to his body, and began to fiddle with the two knives in front of him.

After all, the material of the double-edged sword is a bit poor, so we should be more cautious in the transfer of fate. These days, he has introduced the night magic sword technique, just to make preparations.

"Does the imperial court, imperial envoys not care about it?"

Zhang Longfu was startled and furious.

"What the imperial court needs is a stable border. As long as the person in power is surnamed Zhang and does not rebel on his own, he will not intervene too much. Do you think the imperial court prefers you or Zhang Lingfeng?"

Yang Yu sneered.

"Then, then, he, he wants the throne, just give it to him. Me, I actually don't want to be a prince at all..."

Zhang Longfu's heart turned cold with shock and anger, and he was a little depressed:
"Grandma didn't actually look at me directly. The heir to the throne that her elderly family favors is sister..."

"You don't want the throne, so what about your sister? What about your grandma?"

Yang Yu asked back.

"I really don't want to..."

Zhang Longfu's eyes were gloomy: "Maybe he, he became a prince, he will let us go..."

He was a little desperate.

If even the imperial court is leaning towards Zhang Lingfeng, what else can he rely on?
"You do not want?"

Yang Ju's expression turned cold, and his words became cold:
"Thousands of people in Longyuan Guard died for you, and their heads were hung on the city wall. Your sister was imprisoned to save you, and she was seriously injured and dying. Yu Fangzhou and Nanshan Ba ​​were only one step away from being promoted to the Grand Master. Desperate.

In less than a month, I killed two masters, how many injuries?You don't care about these things. If you say no, don't you? ! "

Yang Qiu has long been used to this kid's weakness.

The weakness of heart created by years of good life cannot be changed overnight.

But still some hate iron but not steel.

Compared with Old King Longyuan and Yu Fengxian, who belong to the same family, the gap is really huge. Power struggles, do you just admit defeat if you want?
"I……"

Zhang Longfu gritted his teeth.

He hated his weakness so much, but he was just afraid, just afraid...

"Don't steam the steamed buns to save your breath! The worst thing is to die, and it's better to be hunted down for the rest of your life, and you won't be able to sleep at night!"

Yang Ju shook his sleeve robe:
"Go away if you're afraid, who do you think cares about such a shitty thing like yours?"

Almost blown out of the car, Zhang Longfu staggered and did not fall out of the car, he gritted his teeth, his face flushed:

"I don't want this throne, but, but I want to save my sister, grandma, second grandpa..."

Hearing this, Yang Yu's face turned slightly better.

Even if Zhang Longfu is in a momentary mood, if he doesn't even have this breath, he will have to consider whether to act alone.

What he owed to Yu Fengxian was not what he owed to Longyuan Zhang's family.

"Yang, Brother Yang, I, do I still have a chance..."

Xiao Shizi looked at Yang Qiang's expression full of anxiety, as if it was the last straw.

He's just timid, not stupid.

After Fang Lie's bloody raid, he realized that what Wang Laodao relied on was not reliable at all.

Even the eunuchs look down on a down-and-out little son, and the only person he can trust right now is this 'ex-brother-in-law'.

"Of course there is a chance."

Yang Ju also had no choice but to appease this weak boy.

"I am going to Longyuan City at the invitation of the next Xiaoxiao. This news cannot be hidden from those who are interested. Once the news gets out, those who are still loyal to the old prince will all go to Longyuan City."

How many are loyal to the old prince?
Yang prison doesn't know.

But judging from the fact that Zhang Lingfeng wanted to take advantage of the emptiness in the city to make a fuss, he must also be jealous.

The lessons learned by Immortal Yu Feng are not far away, and Yang Jue is naturally vigilant. Even if he forges a furnace, he doesn't think he has the ability to fight against Longyuan Dao City alone.

Martial arts practice, the further to the end, the greater the gap, there is always a huge gap between the master and the grand master.

Not to mention that Wang Muzhi is also suspected to be a supernatural power master with Dao fruit.

A great master of martial arts with supernatural powers, I am afraid that he will be higher than Wei Zhengxian...

Not to mention, there is more than one grand master.

In the name of Zhang Longfu, it is better to gather those veteran generals who are loyal to the old prince, together with the contacts left by Xu Wenji, to intimidate Longyuan together, than to go alone.

"Yes, will there be?"

Zhang Longfu murmured, feeling uncertain.

"If not, why did Zhang Lingfeng hunt you down, and why did you escape? Then Fang Zhenghao, why did he send people all the way to pick you up?"

After all, Yang Jue didn't say much, raised his hands vigorously, and drove him out of the carriage.

This kid, Long Yangzhi, has a great reputation, so it's not easy to be alone with him for too long...

Zhang Longfu felt relieved and went back to the carriage.

"No wonder everyone says that Long Yuan's Zhang family is at the end of their breath... This kid, I'm afraid he won't be able to support him."

In the carriage, Yang Ju shook his head heartily.

It is true that there are many people who are loyal to the old prince, but with Zhang Longfu's weak temperament, it is hard to say how many people have expectations for him.

Fortunately, he only wants to repay the kindness, not really to help this kid, otherwise he is afraid that he will fall into the quagmire, and he will not even think about getting out.

"call!"

Breathing out a breath of turbidity, Yang Jue put away the Night Demon Knife, and did not choose to extract the Fate Bestowing Two-edged Knife on it at this moment.

The battle is imminent, and if the weapon is really destroyed, that will be troublesome.

"Fang Zhenghao..."

His thoughts scattered, and when he took out the golden beans from the mustard space and swallowed them, he suddenly felt something trembling, and he took it out with a twitch in his heart.

It was a palm-sized round mirror shaped like a heart-guard. It was the unknown mirror obtained from Nie Wendong.

At that time, because I didn't know how to deal with it, I received it in the mustard space.

"Kill Nie Wendong..."

Gritting his teeth, the man in the mirror roared, suddenly noticing the change in the outside environment, startled, and realized something:
"You actually have a mustard space?!"

Yang Ju looked at it indifferently, and urged it.

Sure enough, just like before, there was only a thick fog on the mirror, and his fate could not be seen clearly.

"Talk about?"

The man in the mirror calms down.

Yang Yu asked back:

"What are you talking about with me? Hanba is dead. Could it be that you have other Dao fruits?"

"You are carrying Dao fruit, it seems that there is more than one?"

The man in the mirror spoke faintly, bewitchingly:

"Tell me, your level map, this god can help you complete the ceremony, can help you light up your life map, and completely refine your level!"

"And, pointing you to the most perfect path of immortality!"

"Fate map?"

Yang Jue pretended to be moved, the mirror had a strange origin, and tried to say:
"What is a fate map?"

"Hehe, you really haven't finished the ceremony yet."

The man in the mirror smiled strangely:
"For the sake of helping me kill Nie Wendong, so what if the god told you to talk? In ancient times, Daoguo was also known as 'Xianji', 'Spiritual Root' and 'Shenyuan'. Only the owner can penetrate that The map of the great way of life in the dark, so as to set foot on the road of immortals and gods."

"On the map of fate, there are recorded three thousand roads, endless roads and fruit advancement maps, but there are thousands of roads, among which there are countless dead ends and dead ends. Choices are far more important than everything else!"

"At the moment when all kinds of people are recovering, you can meet this god, which will be the greatest fortune in your life!"

The man in the mirror spoke in an ethereal tone, trying his best to bewitch.

"Dao fruit advanced map."

Yang Jue's heart moved slightly, remembering that he saw the deeds of "Lu Sheng" in the fairyland of Tianhai Realm.

"Yes, Daoguo advanced map!"

The man in the mirror smiled:

"Since you are a supernatural being, you should feel the aura of 'resurrection of all kinds', right? As long as you cooperate with this god, when the Tianhai Cave opens in the future, you can be at the forefront!"

Its tone became ups and downs, trying to outline a bright future.

Yang Jue looked amused, and interrupted:
"Have you said this to Nie Wendong?"

The voice of the man in the mirror stopped abruptly, and the voice became furious:
"Don't mention that lowly bastard! Mere ants, dare to plot against the gods. When all kinds of people recover, I will draw out his soul and roast it in the soul-destroying fire for thousands of years, no, ten thousand years!"

As if the most painful scar had been uncovered, the man in the mirror was furious and jumped up and down. It took a long while before he came back to his senses.

"Let's talk next time."

He still wanted to say something, but Yang Jue seemed to have a sense of it, and amidst the latter's discolored growl, he brought him into the mustard space.

Then, he closed his eyes and entered the Cauldron of Gluttony.

In the dark cauldron, the Zhenxie seal glowed faintly.

An illusory line that only he could see trembled slightly. It was he who forged the furnace and refined the second living dead after his spiritual power increased.

……

……

Whoosh!

The breeze blew through the old trees outside the mass grave, making a rustling sound.

"Alas, I am so young that I don't know how precious life is."

Before Taoist Yu came to a new grave like a ghost, he shook his head and sighed.

In the past few days, he has not been too far away from Qingzhou City, and has been circling in the mountains and forests hundreds of miles away. After noticing Yang Prison's movements, he left the mountain immediately.

"Don't blame Pindao for coming late. It's really that Yang Prison is too fierce... Don't thank Pindao. If you don't transport your body back to Baizhou, you won't be blamed for your poor actions."

With a light bow, Taoist Yu was about to dig the grave when he suddenly heard a 'puchi' sound.

"Who?!"

He was startled.

Before the thought came to the ground, his figure had retreated tens of feet like lightning, and as his hands danced wildly, dozens of hidden weapons and venom were hitting all directions like overwhelming.

shhhhhhh~
The dense venom and hidden weapons were all in vain.

After confirming that there was no one around, Taoist Yu had retreated several miles away. He looked around in surprise, and suddenly his eyes became terrified.

A frighteningly white hand poked out from that lonely grave!
"I sue..."

Fraud? !
Yu Taoist's eyelids twitched, and he immediately realized something was wrong, and he noticed the weak Qi and blood fluctuations.

"not dead?!"

Seeing 'Fang Lixue' whose face was as pale as a dead man's and his chest didn't seem to heave, Yu Daoren's eyes straightened.

That night, although he was far away, he also saw the scene of the two fighting.

Fang Lie's blood broke, his blood was exhausted, and he was hit hard by the Ba fist, and he died on the spot. This was what he saw with his own eyes.

How can you not die? !

suspended animation? !
What kind of fake death method can hide the truth from Yang prison, who was born as an executioner? !

Daoist Yu was in doubt, hesitating for a while, instead of running away, he transmitted the sound from afar:

"Brother Fang?!"

"it's me."

A hoarse and weak voice came, making Yu Daoren even more dumbfounded:
"You, you are not dead?!!"

Ka Ka Ka ~
Yang Ji moved his muscles and bones with difficulty.

He struck too hard, that tyrannical punch was unreserved, and almost smashed Fang Liexue's bones and internal organs into a pulp. Even after a few days of remedial work, the injury was still too serious.

The bones and muscles were broken in many places, all the internal organs were damaged, and the furnace was shattered, almost becoming a sieve, and the blood energy could not be preserved.

With such an injury, it is impossible for any warrior to survive, even if he is turned into a living dead with the Suppressing Evil Seal, it is not optimistic.

Because all the major tendons in his whole body were broken, if it wasn't for the ignorance of the living dead, he wouldn't even be able to move at all.

"Unexpectedly, Brother Fang has such a unique skill?"

Taoist Yu approached, looked at the dying 'Fang Lixue', and marveled:

"I heard that Yang prison was born as an executioner, but brother Fang is really amazing if he kills and dies. I don't know, what method did you use?"

His eyes were strange.

Fang Liexue did not die, which greatly exceeded his expectations.

"It's just a fluke, Brother Dao, do you have any wound medicine, if you borrow one or two, you will pay back ten times in the future..."

With a hoarse voice, Yang Jue cried out inwardly.

How can he not see that this Taoist has murderous intentions?
"Of course there are wound medicines, but unfortunately, Brother Fang doesn't need them anymore..."

Yu Taoist looked cold.

Fang Liexue is alive, which is definitely not good news for him.

Fang Zhenghao is domineering and fierce. If he knew that this matter was lost because of him, and that Fang Lie was seriously injured and dying, he would have no way to stay in Baizhou.

"How do you say that?"

Yang prison screamed in his heart.

Given the state of this body at this time, it is not easy to barely move, and it is absolutely impossible to compete with the old Taoist priest in front of him.

Killing intent flashed in Taoist Yu's eyes:
"Brother Fang's injury is too serious, I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover, why don't you let Pindao give you a ride, and end your pain!"

call!
Before he finished speaking, his palm fell like a thunderbolt, and he was about to kill 'Fang Lixue' here.

boom!
Silt flying.

"puff!"

Avoiding this palm, it caused injuries. Viscous blood squeezed out from various wounds and fell to the ground, seemingly unable to fight back.

"With such an injury, can you still support it?"

Daoist Yu showed surprise on his face, he grinned grinningly and stepped forward, the long sword did not come out, he still slapped with his palm prints and hit with a heavy hammer.

Fang Liexue's martial arts were not inferior to him, but he was seriously injured at this time, but he would not take it seriously.

boom!
The strong wind exploded, and slapped with hot hands, a ferocious flash appeared in Taoist's eyes, and he was about to kill Fang Lixue, who was covered in blood and had no strength to struggle, on the spot!

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and he saw Fang Liexue's deep and cold eyes, and another familiar voice sounded in his ears:

"you dare?!"

"This voice..."

Yu Taoist's pupils shrank, and he seemed to withdraw his palm after being electrocuted:
"Yang Prison?!"

Looking at 'Fang Liexue', Yu Daoren's eyes were extremely shocked. His memory is very good, but he couldn't tell who the voice was? !

but……

"Your name is Taoist Yu?"

Yang Yu's eyes were very cold:
"I let you go, but you dare to ruin my business?!"

His face was cold and stern, but he was really relieved in his heart, knowing that he had frightened this person.

If the person in front of him hadn't been for Daoren Yu, the well-known "Taoist Gou" in Longyuan, his second living dead would probably be planted.

But this 'Gou Taoist', that's easy to say.

A few days after killing Fang Liexue, he found out the identity of the person in front of him through Jin Yiwei's intelligence channel.

Taoist Yu is also a well-known figure in Longyuan Dao, but unfortunately, he is not a good name, this old Taoist is sneaky and insidious.

Most importantly, this person is outrageously cautious and timid.

More than 20 years ago, the matter of the imperial court purging the rivers and lakes was just a rumor, but before it was implemented, the old Taoist left his sect disciples and fled to the deep mountains alone.

Become one of the few masters in Longyuan Dao who escaped the purge.

"Let me go, you, are you really Yang prison?!"

Daoist Yu was a little numb, and suddenly remembered the legendary Daoguo supernatural power that Yang Yu had never revealed before:
"This, is this your supernatural power?!"

"Bring the medicine!"

Yang Jue's voice was very cold.

Yu Taoist's eyelids twitched, and after a little hesitation, he still threw a few bottles of wound medicine from a distance.

It's bad luck in my heart.

He never thought of this accident, but after witnessing the ferocity of Yang Yu's murder, he really felt a little guilty.

Before this trip, he had a deep fear of Yang Ji, this master who was born as an executioner was too cruel.

Counting since his debut, there are not many enemies who even have a whole body, as miserable as Nie Wendong, but he was hacked [-] times before he died.

What's more, he killed Fang Liexue with just a few punches, and his martial arts were so high that he was probably not far behind the four commanders of Long Yuanwei.

I'm afraid he won't be able to offend this person...

"not enough!"

Swallowing all the wound medicine without looking at it, Yang Jue opened his mouth again, and asked for all the wound medicine on the Taoist, swallowed it, and then closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

This Taoist Yu is well versed in the way of saving his life, and the wound medicine on his body is of the highest grade. Not long after, strands of stenchy smoke rose from his body.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the hideous injury has improved.

"Special!"

Yu Taoist's face was black and blue, the palm of his sword was loosened and tightened, but he still couldn't make up his mind.

Although he thought he was good at saving his life, he was not afraid of [-], just in case.

only……

"call!"

After a long time, the sky darkened, and Yang Ju just opened his eyes, spat out a mouthful of foul blood, and his complexion was a little better:
"Carry me to Baizhou."

"???"

Daoist Yu almost laughed angrily: "What did you say?"

"I'm less than a thousand miles away from Qingzhou at the moment, and with the speed of Yunying, I can kill it in less than an hour..."

Yang Yu's face was expressionless.

"You think you can really kill me?!"

Yu Taoist's face darkened.

"Try it?"

Yang Qiu naturally knows what method to use when dealing with prudent people, and that is intimidation:
"One day can't kill you, just come for one year, one year can't work, how about ten years? It's less than five years since Yang's first blood change, and ten years later, maybe he can become a martial saint!"

"Ten years to become a Martial Saint?!"

Yu Taoist sneered.

How far away is the melting pot from the martial saint when it was first formed?

It can be done in ten years, this is a joke, do you think you are Henry Zhang? !

However, this person's talent in martial arts is extremely high, probably higher than that of Chu Tianyi.

Martial Saint Misty is hard to say, but Grand Master, I'm afraid there is a great possibility.

Moreover, this person obviously possesses Dao fruit...

With this in mind, he hesitated a bit:
"What are you going to Baizhou for?"

Yang Yu didn't answer and asked again:

"Do you want to carry it or not?"

"Do you really think you've got me?!"

Taoist Yu was a little angry.

But after thinking about it, he still decided not to suffer the immediate loss, squatted down with his nose pinched, picked up the half-crippled man on his back, strode and ran wildly, rising high and falling heavily.

To vent my anger.

"I can't kill you!"

……

……

Inside Lanshan Pass, there is a small courtyard facing the street somewhere.

Swish!
Yu Lingxian opened his eyes, and the surging blood energy calmed down.

"The furnace is finally done!"

She gently wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled.

There is no doubt about her talent, otherwise she would not be one of the 27 contemporary saintesses of the Liansheng Sect, but she has been stuck for more than four years in the first pass of the true gang.

The purpose is to achieve the melting pot with the "Splitting the Mountain Old Mother".

This step, among the previous saints, only one or two people can do it.

"Fengxian Yu, next time we meet, I will pay back my revenge!"

Yu Lingxian calmed down.

At this time, Yan Xi's slightly changed voice came from next to his ear:

"Fang Lie's blood is dead! Ye Mo Dao Yuan Fei, Fang Lie's blood, the two masters, their souls broke Qingzhou City! It's a troubled time, the last time a master fell one after another, it was more than 20 years ago."

"Fang Liexue is also dead?!"

Yu Lingxian was a little startled: "Who dares to kill him?!"

"Beheading knife, Yang prison."

Yan Xi took a meaningful look at Yu Lingxian:

"I heard that this person chased and killed you?"

Yu Lingxian's expression was a little unnatural, being hunted down one after another by Yu Fengxian and Yang Yu, to the point that the entire Qingzhou sub-rudder was removed, which became her laughing stock.

"Such a character, among the saints of this generation, I am afraid that 'Feng Wushuang' is not the only one comparable. You are not an opponent, and it is normal."

Yan Xi gave a word of relief and stood up:

"Let's go, let's take a look at the face of our Great General Fang, it must be very interesting..."

"Is it interesting?!"

A deep and domineering voice sounded from a distance, and Fang Zhenghao's breath swept through the streets and alleys like a cold current, and the biting coldness almost extinguished the nearby fireworks.

"My concubine said something wrong, don't blame the general."

Yan Xi pretended to exclaim, covered her mouth, but smiled again, obviously doing it on purpose.

boom!
The gate of the courtyard opened, and Fang Zhenghao stepped forward, with a majestic momentum like a mountain, Yu Lingxian's breathing was stagnant, and he could hardly bear to urge the real gang to resist.

"Elder Yan, are you happy that someone named Fang died?"

Fang Zhenghao looked indifferent.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Yan Xi's expression tightened slightly, she didn't dare to tease her anymore, she said seriously:

"A secret message came from my sect, saying that at the invitation of Ren Xiaoxiao, the second-rank leader of the East Factory, Yang Prison brought the young son back to Longyuan City. Looking at his route, it seems that he will pass through Baizhou..."

At this point, she didn't say anything more.

"He won't have the chance to die at the hands of Zhang Lingfeng."

Fang Zhenghao closed his eyes and exhaled:
"The old man needs you to launch an uprising on the road he must pass!"

　Continue to codeword, must be changed three times.Chapter 2 must come out before twelve o'clock.

　
(End of this chapter)