The first cause of all realms

Chapter 437 It's time for fame to shake the world!
Under the setting sun at dusk, Yang Ju was a little dazed.

Maybe it was the undispelled alcohol that was working, or maybe it was really touched, and he felt a little throbbing in his heart.

The child mistakenly thought that he had taken a fancy to his wooden horse, and after hesitating for a long time, scratched his head and handed it to him:
"Sir, if you really like it, I'll play for you for a while..."

Looking at the wooden horse handed over, Yang Jue came to his senses and did not reject the boy's kindness. He took the wooden horse and sat down against the big banyan tree:
"Don't you cherish this Trojan horse?"

"Last time, he broke the leg of my Trojan horse. I hate him and I won't let him play with it... Sir, can you let me touch your knife?"

Seeing that Yang Ju accepted the wooden horse, the boy asked tentatively, and after getting permission, he stretched out his hand and touched it:

"It's so icy!"

The child let out an exclamation, but he didn't hold back his hands, he touched and touched reluctantly, and said:
"My dad also has a very powerful knife, but he never let me touch it..."

"It's not good for children to play with knives."

Yang Jue patted his little head, five or six years old children, in the previous life, most of them were little devil kings, but this child is very sensible.

"I'm not a child of three or four years old."

The child shook off his hands angrily, and felt a little sad: "If I have a knife, I can protect my mother..."

"Protect mother? Where's your father?"

The child's eyes were red: "He is dead, I heard people said that his head was cut off and hung in front of the city gate..."

"His father is Long Yuanwei, Fang Kewu, the corrector of Huozi barracks. On the day Zhang Lingfeng seized power, he was beheaded and hung in front of the city gate. Last night, he just sewed up his body..."

As the tall figure approached, Nanshan Ba ​​sighed, leaned over and picked up the child:

"Don't cry, Xiaolong, Uncle is back. From now on, no one will dare to bully you."

"uncle……"

The child burst into tears, and then burst into tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry."

Softly comforting the child, the five big and three thick men were in a hurry, it was Yang Qian who cut off a dead branch from a big banyan tree and carved it into a wooden knife to calm the child.

It was not until a long time later that a handsome woman came and left with the child in her arms, that he was relieved.

"I don't want to be the commander of Nanshan, but I also have a tender side of the iron man."

Yang Jue let out a mouthful of foul breath, clearing the alcohol from his body.

"My soldiers are dead, who else cares besides me?"

Nan Shanba laughed at himself:

"Aside from looking at the cold numbers and yelling at the cost of pensions, how could those big people think that they also have parents and children to support?"

Hearing the indignation in Nanshan's arrogant words, Yang Yu was silent for a moment before saying:

"Brother Nanshan, I'm talking too much."

"Yeah, too much talk."

Nanshan Ba ​​sighed, restrained his thoughts, and said:
"The concubine summoned all the meritorious ministers in the palace tonight, and specially ordered me to invite you to a banquet. The guests with the banquet will be full of gentry and wealthy families..."

"Are the two generals Lin and Wei here?"

Yang prison asked.

"They are all included in the invitation list. However, General Lin is too seriously injured. I'm afraid he won't be able to attend the banquet. General Wei is the same..."

Nan Shanba replied.

In the battle last night, Lin Qitian fought with injuries, and his injuries were even worse, but Wei Zhengxian...

A thought flashed in his mind, and Yang Jue shook his head:
"Brother Nanshan will go back to the princess on my behalf. Mr. Yang has suffered repeated injuries and needs to recuperate for a few days. I will go to see you later. I will not go to today's banquet."

He can also guess a thing or two about what Princess Longyuan is going to do, it is nothing more than to stabilize her position and reduce the momentum caused by the seizure of power.

Or there are compliments, wooing, beating and so on.

Both Lin Qitian and Wei Zhengxian were unwilling to go, so naturally he was even more unhappy.

After all, he came here to repay his kindness, and this was completely cleared up after Zhang Lingfeng was killed.

Repeated injuries...

Glancing at the uncleaned wine jars on the street, the corners of Nanshan Ba's eyes twitched slightly, but they didn't break his eyes. He responded and turned to leave.

"Power."

Looking at the back of Nanshan Ba ​​leaving, Yang Yu shook his head inwardly.

People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, and it's the same in the imperial court.

Not to mention the master, even a great master, even a martial saint, how can he be independent from the world?
Just as Wei Zhengxian was exhausted by hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians of the Qingzhou Army and suppressed himself for many years to guard the Tianlang Pass, so is Nanshan Ba.

It's just that the situation forced me to be willing.

For example, Nanshan Ba, who is approaching the master level of a grand master, and a veteran in the army, will express his dissatisfaction in front of himself. It is obvious what this means.

Before and after Zhang Lingfeng seized power, how could it be that only thousands of Long Yuanwei's people were injured?

These, after all, must be counted on the head of the Zhang family of Longyuan Palace...

"After this battle, King Longyuan's prestige in Longyuan Dao has almost been knocked down from the altar. Wang Muzhi is so scheming..."

Yang Ju murmured in his heart.

Stuffing the broken wooden horse into his arms, Yang Qian got up and left. At this time, the sky was going to be dark, but the streets and alleys were still brightly lit.

The many-day curfew has been abolished, and today's Longyuan City is particularly lively. Some people even set off firecrackers and beat gongs and drums on their own initiative.

Yang Yu strolled around unhurriedly, and he never refused food when he came across it. The prosperity of Longyuan Taoist City is not comparable to that of Qingzhou, and there are many kinds of ancient relics.

However, for him, these ingredients can only be used to ignite the recipes of nine cows and two tigers.

Taking advantage of the hustle and bustle, Yang Jue spent some money, but only a very small part was used to buy medicinal materials, and the vast majority was used to buy black iron and some precious gold and iron.

After the exchange of blood, the effects of medicinal baths on him were greatly reduced, but he did not have any elixir at this time, so he could only use it as a tonic.

At least, talk is better than nothing.

After all, no matter how good a warrior's stomach is, if he eats too much, he will still be stretched...

"The ritual of suppressing evil spirits is to stir up turmoil and fear, and then clear up and calm down. At this moment, I have completed half of it. I only need to wait for Long Yuan to calm down before I can complete it."

Glancing at the progress bar in the Gluttony Cauldron, Yang Yu thought about it.

The four steps of Daoguo are called the four steps of becoming an immortal by many people. He has the saying that after completing the four steps, he will become a god immediately, so he is naturally very concerned.

What's more, the ritual of suppressing evil spirits has always been his most taboo, and it is expected to be completed at this time, so he naturally cannot give up halfway.

However, Zhang Lingfeng is dead, and Wang Muzhi stopped. Who else is involved in this turmoil?

call!
Yang Yu stopped, and in front of him was a secluded alley in the north of the city, with only one or two lights, in the brightly lit Longyuan City tonight.

Look special.

……

In the quiet small courtyard, there was silence, listening to the indistinct noise in the city, Yu Lingxian and the three daughters were all silent.

dazed...

Looking at each other, the three contemporary saintesses of the Liansheng Sect could all see the blankness on each other's faces.

After a long time, Lin Surong still spoke:
"The outside of Longyuan City is loose and the inside is tight. All the forces are closely monitored. Dozens of eagles were shot and killed in the early morning of this morning. I'm afraid there will be more tonight. Longyuan Guard is blocking the news..."

"Ah."

Lin Wenjun reluctantly responded, but Yu Lingxian was heavy-hearted and didn't say a word.

"Fortunately, seeing that the situation is not good, we withdrew most of the manpower, but the rest, I'm afraid we won't be spared..."

Lin Surong looked blank.

She was a little dazed.

For this operation in Longyuan Dao City, they mobilized dozens of sub-helm masters in the three states, and traveled back and forth for more than half a year.

The results of it?
Half of them were strangled without doing anything, and the remaining half were still being hunted down by Long Yuanwei.

It is really unknown how many survived by Yu Fangzhou.

Even, the three of them...

"It's no wonder for us, this time Longyuan Dao, counting Zhang Lingfeng, there are five great masters, and adding that Yang prison, there are six!

For the few of us, only Junior Sister Yu can be regarded as a quasi-grandmaster, even if we want to do things, we are not capable enough.Not to mention, the instructions in the teaching are vague, and they don't know where the friends and enemies are. "

Lin Wenjun's complexion was also very bad.

She didn't want to come to Longyuan Dao City to stir up trouble, not to mention that the experts here are too dangerous, and more importantly, the two monks from Lanke Temple she was eyeing were about to escape...

"I'm afraid that there is no way to split up the teaching. In recent years, whenever someone riots in the world, they all use the name of my teaching, so that the nine elders and the seven chief rudders are stared to death by those eagle dogs from Jinyiwei and East and West Factory. ..."

Lin Surong sighed helplessly.

Big trees attract the wind, this sentence is too appropriate for them.

In this world, whenever there is turmoil or disaster, dirty water will be poured on them. Of course, there are real and fake among them.

But the result is that, in a place that they can't reach, the two major forces have already had a huge friction.

And they are at a disadvantage.

"Under Heaven's 12 Martial Saints, there are only three of them in Da Ming, including Taoist Yun Ni, there are only four of them. How can they be so much stronger than those two? I almost have no chance to breathe..."

Lin Wenjun looked depressed.

Ever since she was dispatched to Longyuan Road, she has not been at ease for a day. First, she was suppressed by Yunzhou governor 'You Changfeng' in various ways.

Now, he was blocked in Longyuan City again.

"Knowingly asking?"

Lin Surong gave her a cold look.

Before Jiazi, Daming already had a building that was about to collapse, and only later did the battle of Liuji Mountain take place.

Before that battle, the three great martial sages of the Ming Dynasty were hit by people, and one fell on the spot. The sword god Mu Qingliu and Zhenhai king 'Han Zhongtian' were also injured.

In that battle, Dali and Sirius each had a martial sage, and they joined forces to attack Zhang Ming.

But who would have expected that Zhang Xuanba would be born out of nowhere, and single-handedly beat Tantai Mie and Li Yuan, the two great martial saints, and would be even more Zhang Ming's life-extending Jiazi.

"Two senior sisters."

At this time, Yu Lingxian spoke. Under the light, her expression flickered, with an inexplicable feeling:

"We have been teaching all these years, and we have rioted everywhere. What is it for?"

"Um?!"

Both women frowned:

"Naturally, it is to overthrow Zhang Ming, to spread the message of the old mother's reunion, and to save the common people from suffering!"

Yu Lingxian's eyes flickered, and he said something that made the two of them turn pale:

"For thousands of years, my teaching has always been determined to spread the well-being of the people all over the world, and it is my duty to relieve the suffering of the common people.

But, is that really the case? "

　The ball fell asleep with the infusion, and I didn't delay the update on purpose... I will update it today, and resume the update tomorrow, and start to make up for the owed update.

　
(End of this chapter)