The first cause of all realms

Chapter 487 Untitled
After more than two years, the gathering place outside Qingzhou City has been preliminarily completed. It is like an acropolis on the east side of Qingzhou.

Not only the tens of thousands of victims of the disaster back then, but also the refugees who were affected by the subsequent disasters gathered here one after another. At first glance, it looks a bit prosperous.

Xu Wenji fulfilled his promise, let them live in a house, and rented out the land acquired from the four families.

"Old Xu is very pleased to know this scene."

Yang prison stopped and didn't go in to disturb.

After a while, he came into Qingzhou City, as he expected, there was no arrest warrant for him in the city, and the decree of Wanlong City did not come so fast.

Yang Ju didn't hide his figure, his arrival was soon spread throughout the city, some were in awe and some were fawning on him.

Iron Peak came in a hurry:

"A few days after you left, Miss Qin left. She left abruptly, but left a letter..."

"leave……"

Yang Jue was slightly taken aback, took the letter, did not rush to open it, but looked at Tie Feng.

He didn't stay in Qingzhou for a long time, and apart from Tie Feng, he didn't have many acquaintances. He came here not only to find Qin Si, but also to meet him.

"I just heard that you have done great things in Longyuan City. If you make such great achievements, I am afraid that you will rise to the top in a few days..."

There was emotion in Tie Feng's compliment.

He still remembers the scene when the man in front of him first came to Qingzhou. After a few years, he is still the same as before, but he has already jumped into the dragon's gate and is not an ordinary person.

"Standing up to the sky..."

Yang Yu's tone paused slightly, and he turned to ask about Tie Feng's recent situation.

Speaking of this, the smile on Tie Feng's face became wider. In the past few years, the salaries and personnel of the six branches have been greatly reduced.

But because of Yang prison's relationship, although he failed to further become the head arrester with the bronze medal, the salary did not decrease but increased, and the staff was dismissed several times, which had nothing to do with him.

Not only that, recently the addition of a child in the family has brought gifts from various gentry.

Yang Qiu listened quietly.

At this moment, he realized Wei Zhengxian's difficulties firsthand.

A person attains Taoism and ascends to heaven, regardless of past and present lives, but the reverse is also true.

While talking, Tie Feng noticed something strange, and his expression tightened slightly:

"You shouldn't..."

Yang Jian took out a gold ticket: "This is a 500 taels gold ticket, take it, buy a carriage, take your wife and children, and go to Heishan City."

"you?"

Looking at the golden ticket in front of him, Tie Feng's eyelids trembled: "Did you commit a crime?"

He felt a little hairy.

How big of a deal is this, even the friends you make with each other have to run away? !

"A few days ago, I scolded Qianheng."

Yang Ju didn't hide anything, but he didn't say much, he just told him to get up as soon as possible, buy some pills and so on, get up and leave.

"I scolded Qianheng..."

Tie Feng was stunned for a long time, then suddenly realized, his body trembled:
"Qianheng?!"

……

Glancing at Tie Feng who was leaving in a hurry, Yang Qiu opened the letter. The beautiful handwriting still bears the imprint of Qin Si, but he was in a hurry.

Perhaps because she was afraid that the letter would leak out, she didn't say much, but only said a location and where she was going.

"Did something happen to Daoren Lin?"

Yang Jue put away the letter and thought about it in his heart.

He was not in a hurry to hurry, on the street, he spent money like dirt, buying rare metals such as black iron, and medicinal materials, and walked through the Six Doors on the way, met Bu Lingxu, and exchanged a batch of elixir.

However, the difficulty of the six doors was visible to the naked eye, and Bu Lingxu bit the bullet, but couldn't come up with too many pills.

"The six doors are so stuck..."

Yang Ju shook his head inwardly, and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

"Wu Changbai?"

Yang Jue's heart moved, and he subconsciously urged Tong You. When he saw it, he immediately realized something was wrong, and his eyes became surprised.

The last time we met, he remembered that he had absorbed three of Wu Changbai's fates, including 'Crown the Three Armies', 'Supported by the Noble' and 'Extremely Renowned Minister'.

Afterwards, his fate became chaotic, but looking at it now, his fate was clearly visible again.

Even, his life number recovered automatically.

only……

"Those fates have all faded, and the extreme minister has changed from light gold to light red?"

Yang Ju was a little surprised, and his expression was unavoidably weird.

If the fate will fade, what if the frontiers of the land turn from light gold to gray and white?
Is it possible that one state can be turned into one village and one mountain from the cracked soil?
……

……

Huhu~
The night wind is blowing away the thick fog, the sky is gradually becoming white, and dawn is approaching.

call!
The swift sound of horseshoes came from far away, bypassing a bush, and came to a mountain forest.

"Shut up!"

Zhao Kun shook the reins and stopped the carriage. Before he could speak, his expression suddenly tightened.

He looked as far as the eye could see, and saw two groups of people facing each other in the distance in front of the mountain forest, more than a dozen of them were dressed in similar Taoist robes and held long swords in their hands.

The other person is Lin Daoren with a tired face.

"Uncle Master."

Zhao Kun's expression tightened, and he hurried forward, when he heard the sound of swords, the dozen or so Taoists seemed to be on the verge of a formidable enemy, almost violently.

"stop!"

Zhao Xuan raised his whisk lightly, snorted a group of senior nephews, and looked at Lin Daoren with slightly cold eyes:
"Brother Lin Dao, before the teacher speaks, no one is allowed to enter. If you break in again, don't blame the poor Taoist for being rude."

"Zhao Xuanyi, you want to stop me?"

Daoren Lin's Taoist robes were messy, but he didn't see the slightest embarrassment. Just standing with his hands behind his back, he forced all the Taoist priests in Fushui Temple to feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.

"If it was more than 20 years ago, Pindao would not be able to stop it, but now, it is probably possible."

Zhao Xuan was as sinking as water.

The Taoist in front of him was not breathing well, and he obviously had both old and new injuries, but he still didn't dare to be careless.

Twenty years ago, he had participated in the capture of Lin Daoren, and that battle was still fresh in his memory. His martial arts were already comparable to those of ordinary great masters.

If he hadn't been deeply hurt by Taoism, he might have already broken through the door of martial saints.

"very good."

Glancing at Qin Si on the carriage, Lin Daoren nodded slightly, and was about to make a move when his body trembled suddenly.

In the forest, an old voice came:

"Old Seven, stop."

"Master!"

Lin Daoren trembled, even though he had sensed Master's breath before, he still couldn't stop his heart from being sore when he heard the voice, and he almost shed tears.

"Master?!"

Zhao Kun exclaimed.

Qin Si, who had just got off the carriage, couldn't help being shocked. She looked towards the forest, and in the darkness, the two walked out side by side.

Half-withered, half-glorious, with half-black and half-white hair, beside Taoist Yunni, was a tall and thin old man.

He seemed to have been severely injured, and his walking steps were a little unsteady.

This is the patriarch?
"Master!"

Looking at the familiar figure, Lin Daoren knelt down on his knees, and he, who had never shed tears for many years of pain, couldn't stop the tears welling up in his eyes.

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

The old Taoist raised his hand with difficulty, stroking the white hair of his lover, and his voice was gratified and sour:
"Back then, you shouldn't have come."

"Master, the disciple deserves to die, deserves to die! Back then, back then..."

Lin Daoren had tears in his eyes, seeing his master in such a state, he felt extremely remorseful and angry.

Back then, he clearly took the opportunity to sneak into the courtyard, but it was only so close, he didn't even recognize the teacher...

"This is the fate of being a teacher. If you really found me back then, I'm afraid that you and my master and apprentice will go to the netherworld together."

The Taoist man of the truth seems to be free and easy, and he has to escape the doom. The severe pain on the body and the insult on the soul seem insignificant.

"Brother Dao seems to have made more progress..."

Taoist Yunni cupped his hands slightly.

He never thought that the old hag's methods would be so cruel, but seeing the old-fashioned free and easy, he felt a little bit sentimental.

"I can't get in."

Zhenyan sighed and shook his Taoist robe: "The skin is broken and the road is dead. If it weren't for this, Xuanba would not be able to save me..."

"Master, your body!"

At this time, Lin Daoren just woke up, he grabbed the teacher's arm, and was shocked in his heart:
"you……"

"In 27 years, a mountain will be eaten up, let alone a veteran?"

The mantra smile is a bit bitter:

"Essence, blood, qi, spirit, and longevity are all empty..."

"Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate!"

Taoist Yunni was terrified, and only then did he realize how much pain the old Taoist had endured.

At the same time, my heart is also cold.

That old hag actually eats people...

"brute!"

Lin Daoren's eyes were red, and if he hadn't been pressed by the old man of the truth, he might have exploded and rushed into Dayan Mountain to die with him.

"The old Taoist is not yet an opponent, even the Xuanba is not successful, so what can you do?"

Mantra shook his head helplessly:

"She is not human."

not human……

This is not a swearing statement by the mantra to vent his anger, but a sigh from his heart:

"Back then, she incarnated with me, deceived the old Taoist to stop Xuanba, and took the opportunity to sneak attack. I was still dissatisfied, but before Xuanba went to the mountain, the old Taoist understood that her meritorious deeds are unprecedented..."

"she……"

Lin Daoren endured the pain, and their temples were covered with blue veins.

"What Brother Zhenyan said is true. This old witch is no longer human. Even Prince Zhao can't kill her. I'm afraid there will be no one in the world who can match her..."

Taoist Yunni looked dignified.

Seeing the phoenix wings gilded with gold, he knew that a big battle was coming, so he waited here and witnessed that unprecedented big battle with his own eyes.

Except for the Eight Thousand Profound Armors that were not with him, Henry Zhang had tried his best, but he could barely force the old witch back.

If it wasn't for this talisman array, even if he helped him, the outcome would be unpredictable...

"Brother Zhenyan, this time back to the court, the poor Taoist will definitely report back truthfully and reverse the case for Yulong Temple..."

"Reversal?!"

Daoren Lin interrupted Taoist Yunni's words very rudely, tears still dripping from his red eyes:
"The case can be overturned, but I see dozens of lives, who will pay for it?!"

Yun Ni sighed and had nothing to say.

For decades, Yulong Temple has been besieged and killed by the imperial court. The root cause is that the old hag back then not only attacked the truth, but also arrested six great masters of the imperial court.

Afterwards, the court was furious, but no one could stop it...

"eye for eye!"

Zhao Kun growled, tears also streaming down his face.

Only Qin Si remained silent, and she came to the patriarch.

"This matter is beyond Fu Shui's control."

Taoist Yunni shook his head.

Although he is from outside, he also understands that in front of such a blood feud, words cannot resolve it, so he immediately bowed his hands, said goodbye and left.

A group of Taoist priests from Fushui Temple also left.

Mantra pressed his disciple's arm and shook his head slightly.

"Master, sit down, this disciple will heal your wounds..."

Lin Daoren suppressed the anger in his heart, and carefully helped the old Taoist to sit down.

"It's not hurt..."

Zhenyan shook his head, but he didn't reject his disciple's kindness and sat down cross-legged.

"Uncle Master, let the disciples come and try."

Qin Si opened her mouth, and she took a step forward, trying to use her supernatural powers to heal the Patriarch's wounds, but just as soon as she put her hand on it, she was shocked and retracted.

The black mist visible to the naked eye was spreading, and it was about to swallow her whole.

"Spell?!"

Lin Daoren's complexion changed, Qin Si backed away step by step, white light flashed between his hands one after another, more than ten times, before driving away the black mist.

When he had to stop, his complexion turned pale:

"Curse-like supernatural powers, nail-headed arrow book!"

　Regarding the title of the chapters, in fact, these chapters are transitional, and it is not very easy to start, so let’s leave it at that.Continue to code, everyone go to bed early, the next chapter is estimated to be three o'clock.

　
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