The first cause of all realms

Chapter 429 List of Nether Divisions, Deadly Magical Powers!
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Huhu~
The goshawks flew across the sky, and the air flow was soaring.

At a certain moment, Yang Qian, who was sitting cross-legged on the eagle's back, opened his eyes, and the big black dog stood up with a 'shua' sound, very vigilant.

"Is this a Taoist breath?!"

He pointed at the center of his eyebrows, his eyes opened wide, and then he looked into the distance, and he noticed an unusual aura, cold and vast.

This kind of breath is very close to those Taoist priests of Moyunmen who used the Shenfeng Suppressing Demon Order in Deyang Mansion back then.

It is the breath of setting up the altar and exercising Taoism.

In the martial arts world, the "dao fog" that is formed is somewhat similar to the breath when the supernatural power is activated.

However, compared to the few poor Taoist priests in Moyunmen, the aura they perceive at this time is more than a thousand times greater?
Peeping in front of my heart, I can only feel the tide surging, like a river and sea bursting its embankment.

"Such a powerful Taoist breath..."

Yang Jue's eyes flickered, urging Goshawk to speed up.

Boo!
The goshawk wailed and flapped its wings soaring wildly. The rest time was too short, and its physical strength and spirit were a little sluggish.

This cannot be remedied by taking pills.

But it didn't dare to refuse, so it had no choice but to fly away towards the distance with all its might.

call!
At a certain moment, Yang Jue's heart suddenly shook, and a terrifying aura descended on him suddenly.

"Thousands of miles to lock the soul?!"

His eyes narrowed, and he looked under the sea of ​​clouds.

Hundreds of feet above the sky could not cover his gaze, and he could see the source of the energy in almost a blink of an eye.

That is……

Boo!
The goshawk was frightened and fell, fluttering its wings in a hurry to stabilize its figure.

"Go down."

Yang Jue lightly pressed the eagle's back, breathed in, and calmed down its panic.

woohoo~
On the Crouching Niu Stone, which is as tall as a person, an unattractive middle-aged man sat cross-legged, playing the flute lightly, mixed with the sound of the wind, flying far away.

Yang Juan put his back on the eagle's back, and looked at the middle-aged man from a distance of several li.

He is dressed in clean white clothes, his body is slender and well-proportioned, without the slightest leakage of sharpness, but he has the demeanor of a grand master.

The sound of the flute stopped, and Yang Jue spoke, revealing his identity:
"Wang Muzhi."

Wang Muzhi, a native of Vientiane Mountain.

There are few people in Longyuan who don't know this person.

A man born in Confucianism, but ascended to the throne of No. 1 in Yongyeon Martial Arts, not to mention supernatural powers, but also possesses a powerful supernatural power similar to "Scattering Beans into Soldiers" but actually called "Second Body Transformation".

Among Xu Wenji's letters, the person in front of him was even more threatening than Zhang Lingfeng.

In fact, this is also the case. Facing the person directly, Yang Jian smelled an extremely strong threat, which forced him to drop the goshawk.

"Yang Qiu, speaking of it, you can be regarded as my younger brother."

Putting up the flute horizontally, Wang Muzhi smiled:

"I've been paying attention to you all these years. It's no wonder the teacher values ​​you. There are not many people like you in the world."

"Old Master Xu has a half-teacher friendship with me, but it is said that he has already kicked you out of the door, so why do you say that you are a brother?"

Yang Ju replied indifferently.

Both of them were looking at each other, and they were a little surprised and cautious about each other.

"A teacher for one day and a father for life, he doesn't recognize me, but I can't deny him."

Wang Muzhi sighed slightly, pointed to the Crouching Niu Stone on the opposite side, and signaled Yang Jian to take a seat:

"Although the spirit bird is good, it still needs to breathe. Take advantage of this gap, let's have a chat."

Yang Jue raised his eyebrows and sat down without fear.

"The people from Qiankun Cave have looked for you, right?"

"Ok?"

Facing Wang Muzhi who asked the question but was determined, Yang Yu's heart moved: "Are you the master of Qiankun Cave?"

"Of course not."

Wang Muzhi was speechless, but admitted:

"I did join Qiankun Cave, not because I was moved by their promises, but because I was somewhat interested in their ideas."

"Great Harmony World?"

Yang Yu said lightly.

He was extremely wary of the people in Qiankun Cave, and in his heart, this group of people would be no less harmful than Lian Shengjiao.

A group of powers formed by a group of supernatural power masters who think they are superior to others, but they want to create a Datong world where everyone is equal...

"Except for this."

Wang Muzhi shook his head and said:
"From ancient times to the present, among all the classics of Confucianism, there are only records of the ills of 'the aristocratic family exercises power, the rise of the powerful, and the officials swallow people', but no one has ever dared to mention the 'royal supremacy'."

"so what?"

Yang Yu's face was expressionless.

The concept of Qiankun Cave may shock anyone in this world, but he is an exception.

In his past and present lives, he had always only had awe of the imperial power, and had no intention of submitting to it.

Wang Muzhi's eyes moved slightly, and he asked, "Do you know why my teacher and I parted ways, and we never saw each other again for decades?"

"I don't know, and I'm not interested."

Yang Ju's tone was cold and hard.

Compared with this, he is more looking at the person in front of him, looking for its flaws and omissions.

It's just that this middle-aged man just sat casually, but it seemed that the heaven and the earth were in harmony, the emptiness and aura around him were connected as one, and there was no flaw or flaw at all.

The porch is opened, and man and nature are one.

"For 3000 years, my Confucianism has actually only had two paths. The first is to get the emperor to practice the way, and the second is to feel the people to practice the way."

Wang Muzhi didn't care about Yang Prison's attitude at all, and he just talked to himself.

"Juemin walks the road."

Yang Ju was startled.

Confucianism's winning the monarch and practicing the way and judging the people to follow the way are actually not complicated. The former is to persuade the monarch, display his ambitions, and change the world from top to bottom.

The latter is to broaden the wisdom of the people and change the world from the bottom up.

At its root, it is to establish a reasonable human order.

only……

"...I have walked through both roads one after another. Unfortunately, I later found out that the two roads are actually impossible. Especially the latter..."

As he spoke, Wang Muzhi let out a long sigh.

"Because of power."

Yang prison opened his mouth.

"Yes, it is power."

Wang Muzhi nodded:
"A team of ten cavalry is enough to slaughter thousands of people. Those in power throughout the ages actually don't care about the people's thoughts about life and death.

Except for the Taizu of this dynasty, he was born as a beggar, which is really different from the emperors of all dynasties, but the people after him..."

After hearing what he said, Yang Jue suddenly sneered:
"So, you chose Zhang Lingfeng?"

"Actually, I didn't choose him, but..."

After speaking, Wang Muzhi fell into silence.

After a while, he changed the subject and asked:

"What will you do if the world is in chaos tomorrow?"

Before Yang Yu could answer, he had already spoken first:
"With your martial arts, even if the world is in chaos, you can retreat to one place and protect your relatives and friends."

Yang Ji frowned:

"What do you want to say?"

Wang Muzhi didn't answer, and said to himself:

"But once the world is in chaos, wars will break out everywhere, wars will start a prairie fire, alien races will enter the pass, and heroes will fight for hegemony.

The old order has collapsed, you can no longer obtain elixirs, your martial arts advancement has plummeted, and the output of the small town is not even enough to support your current state? "

Yang Jue frowned even more.

As his martial arts became more and more advanced, he rarely met people he couldn't see through at all.

But at this moment, he found that he couldn't figure out what the number one master of Longyuan Dao in front of him was, and what he wanted to do.

"You will go out!"

Wang Muzhi is sure:
"It's not just you, there are well-known masters in the world, but if he can't eat the wind and drink the dew, then even if he is a martial artist, he can't avoid it."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Yang Jue interrupted him with a deep voice.

"I just want to ask you one more question."

"What?"

Wang Muzhi played the flute, his eyes were deep and clear, as if he could reflect the figure:

"Are you willing to live under the fence?"

hum!
This sound was deafening, Yang Jue could only feel thunder in his ears, his body couldn't help shaking, and he subconsciously held down the handle of the knife.

But the figure of Wang Muzhi in front of him gradually faded, and disappeared in front of his eyes in a few moments.

"I understand."

Before disappearing, he had a smile on his face.

Supernatural powers, doppelganger? !
"What did he understand?!"

Yang Jue let go of the handle of the knife, recalling Wang Muzhi's words, he couldn't help feeling strange.

He said so much in a cloud, it doesn't look like a dialogue between enemies, but it seems like an aide is giving ideas?
There is an illusion of persuading him to rebel and establish himself as king...

……

……

Boom!

The frightening level of blood was burning like a scorching sun, and the terrifying light and heat burned all the omnipresent mist away.

Sensing the anomaly and danger, Wei Zhengxian and Lin Qitian could no longer hold back, and made a bold move.

Both of them had no reservations about this move.

Lin Qitian bent his bow and set an arrow, his true energy and blood energy were intertwined on the arrow, once the arrow was fired, it would split itself, one splits into two, and two splits into four.

It's only a blink of an eye, and it's been a long day.

Like a scorching and terrifying meteor shower, it pierced through the thick fog and locked all the avoiding directions where Zhang Lingfeng was.

It even intimidated Yu Jing and Ren Xiaoxiao who were watching the battle from afar.

And the one who was more vicious than him was Wei Zhengxian!

Terrifying blood energy surged up into the sky, Wei Zheng first used his innate qi to step out, and whirlwinds blew within ten feet, tens of feet, and even hundreds of feet.

Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was as red as an old iron, fell across the sky, like carrying the weight of a mountain, and the force of the wind and thunder almost swept away the omnipresent fog.

"The Dojo of Life and Death..."

Faced with the killing blows of the two great masters, this time, Zhang Lingfeng did not dodge again, instead, he closed his eyes and began to recite the ancient ballad.

The desolate and ancient voice echoed on the huge plain, and everyone who heard it felt chills in their hearts.

Boom!

As the sound reverberated, the vast amount of mist rioted, surged, and boiled for it.

At this moment, all the onlookers seemed to be in a trance for a moment.

hum!
Yu Jing's pupils shrank.

The thick mist surged, like thousands of long snakes converging, and within a moment, he saw a huge phantom.

Although the phantom was only intertwined with mist, and the clothes and appearance could not be seen clearly, but the moment he saw it, his heart still couldn't help but feel a chill.

In a trance, he seemed to see a ghost with a majestic face.

Standing on the wilderness, he is taller than Longyuan Dao City, holding an ancient scroll phantom in one hand, and a huge wolf hair brush in the other.

This is……

Swish!
After closing his eyes for a moment, Zhang Lingfeng opened them.

Wei Zhengxian and Lin Qitian are heroes of the age, even if they tried their best, they could only try their best to save their lives.

Restricted by his cultivation, his Taoism couldn't hurt the two of them at all, and there were even signs of being countered.

But he is not only Taoism.

His altar of method is more than just Taoism.

"Your names, this king has had it for 17 years..."

The faint sound is like a devil crying.

All Zhang Lingfeng's emotions disappeared, and all the past flashed before his eyes.

During the more than ten years of being grounded, under the guidance of his teacher, he learned all kinds of Taoism and strange arts, and mastered the supernatural power of unity since childhood.

kill!

The first thing he wrote on it was the most famous Longyuan Dao at that time, the Three Masters of Longyuan!
As for his supernatural power, there is no difficulty in writing, all he needs to do is to find a register to record his name.

The real difficulty lies in the hook!
Outline his name, put out his life, and swallow his soul!
The reason why he broke through the entrance was precisely because the 'Cang Hai', 'Yuan Fei' and others who were written by him died one after another!
Swish!
Zhang Lingfeng's eyes were no longer white, and the blood-red ink droplets were also dripping from the tip of the Langhao pen at this moment.

"Um?!"

The moment the phantom of ghosts and gods appeared, Wei Zhengxian's mind was shaken, and he felt that the crisis was like a sky covering all the light.

"Magic?!"

In a daze, I felt that the two of us were standing on top of a yellowed and incomplete ancient scroll, and a large pen that looked like a pillar of heaven fell down.

In the ears, there is a terrifying shout from an unknown language:
"Today, there are mortals Wei Zhengxian and Lin Qitian who offend the gods. The gods use the commandments of the underworld to deprive them of all their lifespan and send them into the endless hell!"

Rumble!
The terrifying divine sound spread through the mist, shaking the sky and the earth, everyone who heard it was shocked, even Ren Xiaoxiao and others felt chills in their hearts.

Until, a sonorous voice uttered the voice of weeping blood:

"Zhang Lingfeng!"

boom!
As if someone kicked down the furnace, it was Lin Qitian's blood that had been accumulated all his life, and Wang Yang's blood was also rising.

What came out was a golden awn that seemed to be real.

Domineering and true!

As a master archer, Lin Qitian couldn't remember how long it had been since he unleashed such a rage.

This push, he only felt that he was back on the battlefield of the gold and iron horse!

"Do you think that you are the only one with supernatural powers?!"

In less than a thousandth of an instant, Lin Qitian had already woken up from his stupor. He let out a long roar, smashing the omnipresent fog.

With a body like a longbow and fists and arms like arrows, he charged at Zhang Lingfeng, who had his arms wide open and a terrifying look on his face.

boom!
Almost at the same time, Wei Zhengxian also let out a long cry, and raised his arms to meet the giant brush.

The reaction of the two could not be described as unpleasant, and their cooperation could not be described as tacit understanding, but all the bystanders felt cold in their hearts.

Among the crowd, Yu Lingxian felt chills in his heart.

Not only was he surprised by the supernatural power, but also because of Zhang Lingfeng's scheming.

This second son, who seems to be precarious and seems to be not favored by everyone, has not only learned a powerful Taoism, but also in the past ten years.

Without anyone finding out, Daocheng has almost been refined into a dharma altar that fits its own supernatural powers and can increase blessings!
Such scheming and terror made her tremble a little.

"spirits."

Zhang Lingfeng raised his head indifferently, and looked at Lin Qitian who was rushing towards him, with a ferocious expression on the corner of his mouth:
"The judge wants people to die at the third watch, who will keep them until the fifth watch?!"

boom!
No sound could be heard in his ears, and the moment Wei Zhengxian raised his arms high, what Wei Zhengxian felt was not the enormous strength he had imagined.

He is endowed with extraordinary talents, his arms have the power of four phenomena, and his innate qi is close to the ninth rank, which is enough to wrestle with any great master.

The huge pillar was like a wolf's pen, and it was not surprising that it was supported by him.

However, after Juli, it was extremely cold!
It seems that the body is like a firefly, and there are strong winds everywhere. Under the terrible storm, the fire of life may be blown out at any time.

"If I die, brothers..."

Between life and death, there is a decision.

Wei Zhengxian's thought hadn't even crossed his mind yet, there was already a buzzing sound in his chest, his blood was boiling, and he was about to shatter the furnace.

Throughout his life, he was never afraid of death.

only……

Boom!
At this moment, a white light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

"General Wei, there will be times like this..."

What is this sound?

Wei Zhengxian's eyes were in a trance, and he saw a palm suddenly passing through the void, and the slender five fingers flexed and extended, like a blooming lotus flower rising upwards.

As if holding up the sky, he greeted the huge brush of Langhao:
"I come!!"

　A chapter of more than 4000 words!Good night everyone, sleep, sleep.Try to update it earlier tomorrow, I really don't want to stay up late...

　
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