The first cause of all realms

Chapter 421: The Sea of ​​Clouds Rolls, and the Shocking Dragon Sings!
Whoa!
The turbulent river water pushed the cargo ships down the river, along the wide and well-repaired river channel to the outside of Longyuan Taoist City.

The reciprocating boats and horses are like the blood vessels of this ancient city, transporting blood to this giant city located on the plain.

Make it always maintain a strong vitality.

After more than half a year, seeing this familiar Taoist city again, Zhang Longfu's heart throbbed with anxiety, anxiety, anger and other emotions.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the group did not encounter any obstruction or besiege until they came to this huge moat that was ten miles wide.

It seems that they are really an ordinary caravan.

"Brother Lin?"

Lifting the curtain of the car, looking at the huge city on the other side of the wide river, Yu Fangzhou looked dignified.

In the carriage, Lin Qitian inserted the arrows one by one into the arrow basket, and unhurriedly lifted the longbow that was much taller than him:
"coming."

"Um?!"

Yu Fangzhou's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked far away, he could see across the river, a small boat passing through tall cargo ships, coming alone.

A small boat with a black awning, equipped with a red clay stove, one person punting the boat, and the other sitting on the deck, seems to be aware of everyone's gaze.

He raised his glass from afar and smiled slightly.

That is……

"Zhang Lingfeng?!"

The Nanshan Ba ​​who came in a hurry saw this scene, and the rest of the people were a little uproarious.

"Brother Lin?"

While Fang Zhou and Nanshan Ba ​​were stunned, Lin Qitian got off the chariot, waved his hands casually, and walked towards the center of the river with a big bow on his back.

A long robe moved with the wind, walked on the water, and approached the black-covered boat under the gaze of everyone.

"General, long time no see."

Zhang Lingfeng smiled slightly.

His figure is too bloated, and sitting cross-legged is difficult to meet the standard. Although he tried his best to maintain his demeanor, in the eyes of outsiders, he was still a bit ridiculous.

But Lin Qitian didn't smile.

On the contrary, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes:
"You opened the entrance?!"

It seems to be a restriction in the dark. In the world, the more outstanding the martial arts talent is, the harder it is to gain the approval of Dao Fruit.

On the contrary, for a supernatural being like Zhang Lingfeng who has been recognized by Daoguo since he was a child, his martial arts talent must be commonplace.

But there are exceptions to everything.

Like Wang Muzhi, there are people who have attained the Dao fruit very early and are extremely talented.

But he can be sure that Zhang Lingfeng is definitely not such a person, because 20 years ago, he touched his bones in Daocheng himself.

But this...

A clue to the entrance!
The boatman who punted the boat couldn't help trembling, as if he had been greatly frightened, he looked at Zhang Lingfeng in horror.

What is Xuanguan Yiqiao?
This is the pinnacle of martial arts that the warriors of the rivers and lakes have been longing for all their lives, the supreme realm where the spirit, energy and spirit are integrated into one!
There are tens of thousands of Longyuan Dao warriors, but there are not ten of them who can set foot in this realm in a hundred years!
This prince who is said to have only talent in Taoism and no talent in martial arts actually broke through this level without making a sound? !
Who would believe that a person who has no talent in martial arts, has been grounded all year round, and even has no experience in fighting with others at all.

Able to change blood eight times in just 20 years, across the true gang, the melting pot, the hundred scriptures, the hundred orifices, and the profound entrance, and become a great master.

This is not normal at all!

"I can't hide it from the general."

Zhang Lingfeng's smile seemed to fade a little after being seen through at a glance.

"Twenty years ago, you seemed to have changed blood only five times?"

Lin Qitian stood on the waves, obviously empty and without any effort, but there was a kind of unity between man and nature, the heavy momentum of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi:

"Judge Daoguo?!"

He seemed to be asking, but his tone was full of determination.

"good."

Zhang Lingfeng nodded and admitted: "My nephew doesn't have the talent of a great general. To be able to achieve today's achievements naturally has nothing to do with my own efforts."

"Martial Dao was born only 3000 years ago, and the Judgment Dao Fruit really has something to do with Martial Dao?"

Lin Qitian sighed.

This, but he did not expect.

"The judge judges life and death, and the number of life energy can still increase or decrease. If a mere martial art path is helpful, what's so great about it."

Zhang Lingfeng smiled meaningfully:
"Perhaps, I can easily pass through the realm of the Grand Master in a short time, and be promoted to the throne of Martial Saint?"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Lin Qitian laughed out loud, without the slightest trace of real anger, but rolled away like thunder, and the shaking river tide surged:

"Wu Sheng?!"

"What do you think Wu Sheng is?"

After laughing loudly, Lin Qitian stepped onto the black-covered boat, sat down cross-legged under the horrified gaze of the boatman, and poured out the wine by himself:

"There are far more dao fruits in the world than martial saints..."

Facing the ridicule, Zhang Lingfeng calmed down: "The general is actually very clear that I am different."

"Every dao fruit is different. Judges are just a little bit special. Do you really think you are the legendary judge who can judge the life and death of all living beings with the palm of your hand?!"

As he spoke, Lin Qitian let out a long sigh:
"I know that you are resentful, but this Longyuan Dao is the foundation that your father and grandfather have worked hard for. All the prefectures and all the prefectures are all the people of your Zhang family, so how can you bear it?"

"Ha ha!"

This time, it was Zhang Lingfeng who laughed.

His laughter is not as wild as Lin Qitian's, but it is as piercing and cold as a night owl, and he laughed until he burst into tears:
"Ridiculous, ridiculous!"

"He doesn't even care about his parents and children, does he still care about those mud legs?"

Zhang Lingfeng covered his face with his hands, his body was shaking, he seemed to be crying and laughing.

Seeing this scene, Lin Qitian's pupils shrank, and he saw something that shocked him: "You have already held the ceremony?!"

Martial arts is not only the training of physical strength, but also the tempering of mind and spirit.

Any master who has achieved success in martial arts must have something extraordinary in his mind, no matter whether he is good or evil, he is beyond the reach of others.

Zhang Lingfeng's behavior is not because of his nature, nor is it because of his obsession, but a sign of the reverse influence of Daoguo.

"You, didn't keep the precepts?!"

"In my life, I have been restrained and ruled too much. Today, I will never be restrained again, whether it is the moral law or the commandments of heaven!"

Zhang Lingfeng's expression returned to calm, but the cold eyes seemed to be devoid of emotions:
"Observe the precepts? Whose precepts are held?!"

"You are possessed."

Lin Qitian looked slightly gloomy.

He is the oldest of the three heroes of Longyuan. During the Battle of Liuji Mountain, when Wei Zhengxian and Fang Zhenghao were still soldiers, he was already a school lieutenant who could be enlisted in the Chinese army.

The Old King Longyuan back then was still the eldest son, but he had already become irreversible with him.

He also attended Zhang Lingfeng's Hundred Days Banquet.

Looking at the fat man who was crazy like a demon at this time, it was really difficult for him to connect him with the immature and lovely child who was in his arms at that time.

"Old prince..."

Lin Qitian sighed for a long time, as if feeling his emotional fluctuations, the longbow tied behind him hummed.

At the Hundred Days Banquet, Xue Dilong's command angered everyone, and Old King Longyuan almost killed him on top of this general.

At that time, no one believed in the so-called orders.

until later...

"During those years of being imprisoned, I always thought, if that year, then Xue Dilong would not have given orders for me.

When I was eight years old, I didn't wonder if it would be different now to blow out the fire of the slaves in the courtyard. "

Zhang Lingfeng muttered to himself, as if he was telling Lin Qitian, but also as if he was torturing himself.

Lin Qitian listened quietly.

"Perhaps, it will be different..."

Zhang Lingfeng's eyes were filled with color: "A long time ago, I thought, if this is the fate, I have nothing to say..."

"It's not too late now."

Lin Qitian looked solemn, and he still wanted to make one last effort.

"It's late, it's late."

Zhang Lingfeng let out a long sigh:
"Since the day the old woman decided to recruit a son-in-law, I haven't had any luck. They would rather let the blood of a mud-legged man inherit Longyuan, and never consider me..."

At the end, his face became extremely ferocious:
"Why?!"

Boom!

The rivers are surging, the waves are surging, the surging blood energy blends with the true energy, and it seems that a black dragon is rising into the sky.

"I control my own life!!!"

……

……

"The wind is blowing..."

In Maxiang Town, on a not-so-high restaurant, the big boss stood by the window, and as far as he could see, he was a government servant who was repairing the street that was destroyed during the battle that day.

In the ears, Xie Qi gave a clear but quick report.

"In ten days, there were 43 Liansheng sect riots in Baizhou. Although they were all extinguished by Baizhou soldiers, the situation became more and more turbulent."

"After Yang Prison left Qingzhou City, the Four Great Families seem to have got someone's promise, and they seem to be making a comeback..."

"After Lin Qitian left Yunzhou, experts suspected of having the Liansheng Sect infiltrated and assassinated the governor of the state 'You Changfeng'. Although he failed, there was still turmoil..."

……

As Xie Qi read it, he couldn't help frowning deeply.

The turmoil in Longyuan Taoist City, as time passed, finally spread in the three states, and Longyuanwei, Jinyiwei, and the six gates were all affected.

The martial arts that had been wiped out seemed ready to move.

Even Yunzhou, which has always been the most stable, has a trend of turmoil following Lin Qitian's departure.

"It's Liansheng again..."

The big boss pinched the copper plate, feeling a little numb.

He rarely admired people in his life, but Lian Shengjiao was a real exception.

This sect can be traced back to before the Qin Dynasty was destroyed, and there will always be their shadows in the turmoil of the last years of the past dynasties...

The real battles and defeats, repeated defeats and repeated battles, even if they have not succeeded once, they have continued to join the rebellion for thousands of years.

"Longyuan Road, Northwest Road, Lingnan Road, Dongyue Road...there are nine roads in the world, except for the Linlong Road, it seems that all of them are prone to turmoil..."

Xie Qi was also a little numb.

In the information, there are only a series of cold numbers, just like his father and brother who died in the war back then.

no one cares...

"Linlong Dao is as stable as a sacred mountain, like a sea-fixing needle, so the first battle of the Black Mountain old monster after leaving the customs is the King Zhao of the Western Mansion..."

The big boss sighed:

"When the real dragon is born and the world is determined, half of the people in this world can live..."

"True Dragon..."

Xie Qi sneered.

He was about to say something, but suddenly noticed that his boss's expression was different.

"Did you hear that?"

"what?"

Xie Qi looked around in astonishment, but there was no abnormal sound.

The big boss was very shocked, the copper plate in his hand was spinning rapidly, and at a certain moment, it suddenly jumped out of the window.

Xie Qi was stunned, and jumped down when he left.

Before landing, his ears were suddenly filled with a dragon's chant that was extremely intense.

hold head high!
There seems to be a shocking dragon chant resounding.

The sound seemed to be beyond the limits of what ordinary people's ears could catch. Ordinary people didn't realize it, but Xie Qi, Big Boss and others felt that their eardrums were about to be shattered.

"Where did the Dragon Yin come from?!"

The big boss seemed to have remembered something, turned around suddenly, and looked at the remote corner with few people.

It was an astonishing scene.

The mist from the sky flowed down like water, gathering bit by bit over the small courtyard, gradually turning into a sea of ​​clouds.

This scene was very astonishing, but it wasn't just the big boss, Xie Qi and others who saw it, and there were exclamations from inside and outside the long street.

Some people seemed to back away again and again in shock, but many people pushed forward.

"This is……"

More than ten miles outside Maxiang Town, a handsome monk in a moon-white monk robe, with a face like a crown jade, and a solemn treasure seems to be aware of it.

She looked up.

However, the clouds are surging, the fog is transpiring, it seems that a sea of ​​clouds is drooping and submerging the city, and golden light is swimming in it.

At a certain moment, the golden light merged, and under a shock, the sea of ​​clouds split open.

A whole body of red gold, mixed with crimson red, full of beard and horns, the head of a dragon piercing the sea of ​​clouds without anger, with an extremely domineering posture.

It sends out its own shocking dragon chant to the world!

　Failed to hit the third watch... The ending of Longyeon is really a bit difficult to write.Let's continue tomorrow, it's hard. Full Level of Comprehension: 60 Years of Watching the Sword in Jiange: I am not a trumpet

Han Muye, who was full of comprehension, was reborn in the world of cultivation, entered the sect of kendo, and became a sword watcher guarding the sword pavilion.

There are [-] swords hidden in the sword pavilion, and the sword watcher needs to wipe the long sword once a month.

Wipe the long sword "Qinghe" to get a wisp of sword energy.

Wipe the long sword "Purple Flame", comprehend the original sword master's swordsmanship, Liaoyuan, and acquire the fiery sword intent.

Wipe the spirit sword "mountain", comprehend the experience of real kendo of the giant stone, and obtain the sword power of the mountains.

……

Watching the sword for 60 years, Han Muye cultivated the sword spirit for 60 years.

60 years later, the fairy world invaded.

In the sword pavilion, Han Muye slowly got up, followed by thousands of long swords behind him.

"Today, I, Han Muye, hold my sword across the sky, and look at the gods and gods in the sky, who can enter this mortal world?

　
(End of this chapter)