The first cause of all realms

Chapter 449 Powerful supernatural powers, knowing the future!

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Dongyue Road is located in the extreme east of Daming, adjacent to the endless ocean, where all kinds of waters meet, and where there are dense mountains.

Dongyue Road, Haizhou, Hundred Thousand Mountains.

There is a river in the mountains, like a jade belt, winding around the mountains.

Among the mountains and rivers, mountains of thousands of feet rise from the ground, piercing the sky, looking from a height, it looks like a forest of swords stretching for thousands of miles.

At noon, the fog in the mountains has not dissipated, and there is even more thick smoke billowing into the sky, like the smoke of a wolf.

This is where Zhujian Villa is located. At the beginning of the thick smoke, it was Zangfeng Valley, the world's magic soldiers, and this place is the most sacred place, and it is regarded as a holy place by swordsmen in the world.

Every day, there are a large number of warriors coming from outside the mountains, crossing the mountains and ridges to replace the strange gold and iron from all over the world into the Zangfeng Valley.

Afterwards, accompanied by billowing thick smoke, it turned into hot molten iron.

when!
when!
when!
At a certain moment, a loud bell sounded in Zangfeng Valley.

"The bell rang nine times. This is another thousand-refinement-level divine blade released in the valley? I don't know which master's method it is..."

There was an uproar in front of the towering Jianjian Villa.

Forging Sword Villa, the gate is opened every nine years, and elite swordsmen from all over the world, disciples of rich businessmen and rich families are recruited. Today is the last day.

"Thousand-level divine blade!"

There are no ordinary people who can travel thousands of miles to Zhujian Villa to pay homage to teachers and see them off, and many of them know the origin of the bell.

Soon, there was an uproar.

They all looked at Zangfeng Valley, where the smoke billowed across a mountain, and all the new disciples also showed yearning in their eyes.

Forging Sword Villa is one of the few powerful forces in the world that can create a thousand-level magic weapon.

And everyone knows that only the sword made by oneself is the most suitable for the swordsman.

"quiet!"

In front of the crowd, there was a light reprimand.

His voice was neither high nor low, but it fell right into everyone's ears, suppressing the uproar in the audience.

The speaker was wearing a green shirt and carrying a long sword. He had a thin appearance and a tall and straight figure. He seemed to be only 50 or [-] years old, but his body was extremely powerful.

"Brother Jiang, may I ask which brother in Guishan Villa has cultivated a thousand-level magic weapon?"

In the crowd, someone asked a question.

"In recent years, only a few true disciples have been forging the Thousand Refining Excalibur. Counting the days, it should be Chu Tianyi, Junior Brother Chu!"

Jiang Feng thought for a while and replied.

"Chu Tianyi?!"

There was an exclamation from the crowd.

The name of Chu Tianyi can be said to be heard by everyone present, and everyone knows it.

Because, this, is the only disciple in a hundred years who let Jianjian Villa take the initiative to come to recruit disciples, and was directly promoted to the true biography without three years of handyman, three years of outer sect, and three years of inner sect.

According to legend, his sword with courage and sword heart is the true seed of swordsmanship, a proud son of heaven who is expected to be a martial artist.

"All right!"

Jiang Feng's expression sank:
"The acceptance of apprentices is over, everyone can do what they want!"

Hearing the displeasure in Jiang Feng's tone, the crowd was reluctant to say anything, but just as they were about to disperse, a young man suddenly jumped out of the crowd.

"senior……"

The boy 'Putong' fell to his knees, kowtowed repeatedly, without saying a word, but let everyone know his purpose.

only……

He is not young, not to mention his clothes are ragged, and he seems to have a cultivation base that can be changed once or twice. Want to worship in Jianjian Villa?

Some people sneered in their hearts, some looked on coldly, and more people stopped in their tracks, just to watch the fun.

"The mountain gate is closed, apprentices, please come back after nine years."

Jiang Feng frowned.

"Previous, senior."

The young man was dull and silent, sweating profusely in a hurry, but he couldn't speak, he just kowtowed repeatedly, until the stone slab was stained red.

"Come back in nine years."

Jiang Feng swept his sleeves to prevent him from continuing to kowtow.

Zhujian Villa is one of the three major sects in the world today, and countless people come here every year, but the rules are the rules.

Don't say that the person in front of you has mediocre aptitude and no extra wealth, even if he has a huge fortune, it is impossible.

"no no."

The young man struggled and wanted to kneel, and even rushed forward to hug Jiang Feng's thigh. The latter was impatient, and as soon as he breathed out, he wanted to sweep him out of the house.

But unexpectedly, a palm suddenly appeared, holding his palm.

"Brother, why do you have to reject people thousands of miles away?"

who? !

In front of the villa, all the spectators were startled and looked sideways.

Only then did I see that a person appeared beside Jiang Feng at some point.

He is about eight feet tall, with a well-proportioned and slender body, dressed in white clothes close to the body, handsome and handsome, with an unparalleled temperament.

Coming slowly, it seems to be in harmony with the mountain wind, with outstanding temperament, but without sharpness, attracting attention, but not attracting hostility.

"Chu Tianyi!"

There was an exclamation from the crowd.

The person who came was Chu Tianyi, the true disciple who was accepted by Long Qitao, the great elder of Zhujian Villa, who went to Longyuan Qingzhou in person nine years ago.

"Brother Chu."

Jiang Feng looked slightly tense.

"This young man is only fourteen or five years old, and his martial arts are almost non-existent, but he can still travel across mountains and rivers, which shows his intentions.

Even if the door is not included in the door wall, it should not be insulted for nothing..."

Chu Tianyi helped the boy up.

"What the younger brother said is true."

Jiang Feng bowed his head in shame.

His entry was far earlier than Chu Tianyi, but he was only an inner disciple, far inferior to the disciple of the owner of the village.

Chu Tianyi nodded slightly, then looked at the boy again:

"The gate of the mountain has been closed, and no disciples will be admitted. This is the rule of the villa, and I cannot break it. But if you don't dislike it, you can stay in Zangfeng Valley, light a fire for me, and wait for nine years before I can become a teacher."

"Many, thank you son."

The boy was grateful.

"Master Chu is benevolent!"

Chu Tianyi didn't stop, and walked into the villa amidst compliments from behind.

He had a very high status in the Sword Forging Villa, and wherever he went, no matter the swordsmith or the disciples of the inner and outer sects, they all took the initiative to salute.

It aroused even more discussions.

As the second person after 'Sword God Mu Qingliu' who attracted thousands of swords, he has a hidden status in the villa.

Not long after, Chu Tianyi came to the back mountain of the villa.

The huge flat ground seemed to be flattened by a sword, and at higher places, waterfalls cascaded down and rumbled.

An old man in green clothes sits cross-legged in the deep pool under the waterfall, his body does not fall into the water and his clothes do not get wet.

This person is the owner of Zhujian Villa, Long Yi.

"teacher."

Chu Tianyi bowed slightly.

"Tianyi! How many years have you been a beginner?"

A quiet voice came.

"Back to teacher, it's been nine years."

Chu Tianyi returned.

"I have suppressed you for nine years as a teacher. It is foreseeable that in the future, I will suppress you for more than another nine years. Have you ever had doubts in your heart?"

Long Yi opened his eyes, his pupils were like deep pools.

"Nine years ago, the teacher said that the disciple's sharpness was too sharp. In nine years of hiding the front, the disciple has washed away all his charm..."

Chu Tianyi bluntly said:

"But I don't understand."

call!
Before the words were finished, a yellowed ancient scroll came out of the water vapor. Chu Tianyi took it with both hands and opened it after getting permission.

"Sky Sea Realm?!"

Chu Tianyi's pupils shrank.

"Before Jiazi, the imperial court discovered the largest, most complete, and oldest 'Illusion of Immortals and Demons' so far in Liuji Mountain..."

Long Yi said lightly:
"Since Jiazi, all sects and sects have been shrinking their wings and devoting all their efforts to nurturing their juniors, waiting for the right time. Even 20 years ago, when the imperial court stepped into the rivers and lakes, many sects never showed up..."

"Fairy Demon Realm..."

Chu Tianyi was thoughtful:
"The teacher sent the Great Elder to Longyuan to accept his disciples, because the disciples possess the 'Dao Fruit'?"

"Yes and no."

Long Yi's expression is subtle:
"The sky is about to change, and the number of Daoguo and supernatural masters born in the past 400 years is much more than that in the past 2000 years.

If you are only carrying Dao fruit, why should I accept you as a disciple? "

Chu Tianyi was slightly relieved.

"Your talent, comprehension, and disposition are all top choices. There are few comparable among your peers. Especially if you have Dao fruit, even if you can't refine your rank, you have a great chance of stepping into the martial arts gate."

Long Yi said frankly:
"As a teacher, I'm over two years old, and I'm already a dying person. I accept you as a disciple. I really have the intention to use your Dao fruit to set foot in the sky when the sky changes."

"Disciples must do their best."

Chu Tianyi looked solemn.

"With your words, I feel relieved for the teacher."

Long Yi smiled.

"I don't know when the change of heaven will come?"

Chu Tianyi asked again:
"In your dossier, what's the point of mentioning Xuankong Mountain and the 'Splendid Mountains and Rivers List' that the imperial court wants to establish?"

In martial arts, there is never a shortage of various lists.

Mountains and rivers list, beauties list, magical skills list, strange beasts list, etc., but why did the imperial court set up such a list?

"It is said that it is because of a stone tablet. The specifics may only be known by the imperial court. My teacher guessed that this list must be related to a certain type of Dao fruit.

And it is not an ordinary Dao fruit, otherwise, the court would not be so aggressive, and the Hanging Mountain would not be so secretive..."

Long Yi's expression was serious.

Dao fruit?

Chu Tianyi was thoughtful.

During these years, he has read the Daoist Buddhist scriptures and read countless ancient scrolls, and his understanding of Daoguo is beyond ordinary people's comparison.

Naturally, I know the harshness of Daoguo's recognition of the Lord.

However, what kind of Dao fruit can actually attract the Ming court to join forces with the Jianghu forces to plan for many years?
Chu Tianyi fell into deep thought, Long Yi also remained silent.

After a long time, Long Fang spoke again:
"It's a bit far away. It's a good fortune for you to call you here this time as a teacher!"

"good fortune?!"

Chu Tianyi's heart moved slightly, and his interest increased greatly.

His teacher, sitting in Zhujian Mountain Villa, is a master of Taoism and martial arts. He is a top figure in the world, and he can be on an equal footing with all martial sages.

What kind of thing can he call good fortune?

"This matter is related to the ancestor of Hanging Mountain."

"Sloppy Taoist?!"

Chu Tianyi blurted out, a little moved.

In the 3000-year journey of martial arts, there are three people who are the most important.

One is Lu Chen, who opened up the road of martial arts in order to gather martial arts from all over the world.

The second is Bodhidharma who came from the east and sorted out martial arts and proposed the division of master and grand master.

The third is the founder of the Xuankong Mountain Sect, who inherited the past and ushered in the future, and sorted out the "sloppy Taoist" with the four steps of martial saints!
Compared with his achievements in martial arts, what the world knows most about him is his longevity.

According to legend, he practiced martial arts to become an immortal, surpassing the 300-day lifespan that even a martial sage could not exceed, and lived for more than [-] years!

For thousands of years, countless emperors have been chasing after him, and he is almost regarded as a land god by later generations!
"It was him."

Long Yi looked solemn:

"Folk legend says that the sloppy Taoist died of old age in the Hanging Mountain, but it's not true!
One thousand and six hundred years ago, he escaped by feigning death, traveled the world, searched for famous mountains and rivers, and left traces in many famous mountains. "

Chu Tianyi's eyes brightened:
"Our sword forest?"

Dongyue Jianlin Mountain is a wonder in the world, and it has been a famous mountain since ancient times.

"good."

Long nodded:

"Go east from here, stop at No.17 Peak, and wait. The elders in the gate speculate that the 'Illusion of Immortals and Demons' left by him will open within ten days."

"The sloppy Taoist actually left behind a fairyland?!"

Chu Tianyi was shocked.

But Long Yi didn't say much, he waved his hand to let him go, the latter bowed and said goodbye, using Qinggong to shuttle between the mountains and forests, before evening, he had already arrived at the No.17 peak.

"Every major event needs to be calm..."

When he reached the foot of the mountain, Chu Tianyi stopped. He found a secluded place and sat down on the ground.

"call!"

Exhaling a long breath of turbid air, Chu Tianyi closed his eyes and settled down, urging his supernatural powers.

hum~
In the secret place that he can only see, there seems to be a glimmer of light flowing through his heart, turning into the appearance of the words he is most familiar with.

[In the autumn of the 12th year of Qianyuan, you forged your own thousand-level divine weapon in the Tibetan Front Valley, and learned many secrets from your master...]

【You waited for several days, saw the shimmering light, and walked into the Sword Forest Peak with a move in your heart...】

【...In the fairyland, you are very shocked and excited.Pulled out a thousand-level magic weapon, wanting to drink the blood of a powerful enemy to strike...]

【you are dead! 】

"???!"

　The second one is here, good night everyone.It's uncomfortable, I was slapped in the face again, and Gouzi doesn't know why he suddenly couldn't do anything...

　
(End of this chapter)