The first cause of all realms

Chapter 543 The strong should let me be respected, the hero only dares to compete!

"call!"

After a lot of verbal persuasion, Lu Qingting, who was about to leave in a huff, only felt exhausted physically and mentally, and was unable to cope with the rest.

But fortunately, his original goal was to be Lu Qingting alone.

Northwest Daocheng has tens of thousands of elite soldiers, and hundreds of martial arts masters. Those who may pose a threat to the beheading knife are just chatting.

Apart from himself and Feng Jinhuang, the only person present was Lu Qingting who was holding the Sword of Seven Tribulations.

"My lord?"

A guest came forward to help.

Henry Zhang waved his hand:
"Go, let the string operators in the city return to their barracks, and the city gates will be opened in all directions..."

"what?"

The guest was stunned.

Henry Zhang did not explain, and returned to the palace. However, before he entered the palace, he heard the noise in the courtyard, and all kinds of looting were heard endlessly.

The expressions of several guest qings changed, and Henry Zhang only felt that his eyes were darkened. He strode forward and kicked several young people in Chinese clothes who were about to go out with big bags and small bags to the ground:
"Sinister! Do you think it's okay to die as an old man?!"

He was so frightened and angry that he almost wanted to slap this group of descendants who were kneeling at his feet and weeping in mourning, but he finally endured it.

"roll roll roll!"

Amidst the sound of shock and anger, a group of people fled in embarrassment, but Henry Zhang shook and sat on the steps in front of the door, the blood on his face was almost gone.

"Is my Northwest Zhang family full of such waste?!"

All the guests were silent like cicadas, and they dared not persuade them, but they all felt gloomy in their hearts. In the Northwest Palace, there are few people who can carry the fortune in troubled times.

I'm afraid, to finish...

"Zhu San, go and call out those unfilial sons..."

Henry Zhang tried his best to support, instead of going to heal his wounds, he ordered the left and right, with an explanation.

Several guest officials left in a hurry as if they were pardoned.

"I am ashamed of my ancestors..."

Henry Zhang coughed up blood, but his wry laughter was interrupted by a loud Buddha's horn.

"Amitabha!"

The sound of the Buddha's horn seemed to come from the sky, but when Henry Zhang raised his head, there were three more figures on the open space in front of the palace gate.

"Master Xu Jing!"

Henry Zhang stood up suddenly, his face flushed with shock, as if he never expected that it would be him.

"Amitabha."

In the middle is a shriveled old monk with a fleshless face. He is wearing a loose monk's robe, clasped his hands together, and said the Buddha's name:

"Benefactor Zhang, we meet again."

……

……

chi chi~~
It was as if red-hot coals fell into the water, and thick smoke rose from Yang Qiu's hands.

"what!"

In the cauldron of gluttony, the Zijin gourd hummed and trembled, and there seemed to be a black shadow colliding in its abdomen, and it let out a low growl.

And at the moment when Zijin Gourd swallowed Ma Longtu's soul into it, Yang Jue felt an extremely deep will in the smoke rising from his palm.

It seems that because of the disappearance of Ma Longtu's soul, the will has not yet dissipated, but at this moment, Yang Jue seemed to see a giant mountain while concentrating.

Under the strong wind and heavy snow, the giant mountain towered high into the sky, reaching into the clouds, and on the top of the mountain where the clouds and mists couldn't reach it, there was a dark and mysterious hall.

call!
The wind blows and the fog clears.

Yang Ju lowered his eyes to hide the shock in his heart.

In that glimpse, he seemed to see a tall figure that was darker than black and barely visible in the mysterious hall.

Sitting cross-legged, his aura is vast and heavy, as if heavier than a mountain and vaster than a sea of ​​clouds.

This is……

"This old demon..."

Swiping away the black air in his palm with his hands, Yang Jue didn't pay attention to Lu Qingting who came from the wind, and turned to look at Tianma who was leaving through the air.

【Red Flame Pegasus】

【Fate: Tianlong】

[Fate number: two purples, two golds, three reds, one blue and one green]

[Red Flame Fate (Lavish Purple), Flying Dragon in the Sky (Lavish Purple), Proud Bones (Deep Gold), Natural Wisdom (Light Gold),

Bloody yellow (dark red), king of dragons and horses (dark red), extraordinary talent (light red), vengeance (dark green), steel and steel (light green)]

[Status: alert]

Two purples and two golds, nine lives!
This vengeful horse was almost untamable, and the reason why he came here with him was only to avenge Ma Longtu.

Therefore, after Ma Longtu's aura dissipated, it didn't have a trace of nostalgia at all, stomping its feet and roaring, galloping away.

but……

Yang Yu smiled slightly.

From the Sea of ​​Laws and his party, he gained a lot. Apart from the recipes for observing the five internal organs, what's more, it was the entry of his natal supernatural power 'Tongyou'.

This progress is very intuitive. After he urged it many times, he saw some deep secrets of this dragon horse that was at least undefended when it was carrying him.

[Ten Capitals Red Flame Rank Map]

【origin:……】

[Supernatural Power: Red Flame]

【ceremony:……】

【Holding it can enter the sky and sea...】

[Preconditions: king of the population, true dragon blood, unrestrained selfishness, violent temperament...]

[Can be promoted: pure yang dragon species, red blood celestial dragon, rising dragon...]

"Brother Yang, is he willing to let go of a heavenly horse with Dao fruit?"

Lu Qingting came with the wind.

"It's only willing to approach and carry me to help me. Naturally, I can't take the opportunity to capture and tame it. If there is a next time, I can try a thing or two."

Yang Yu felt a little pity in his heart, but it was only a little bit.

This red flame dragon horse will see you again sooner or later. In fact, the reason why this extremely vigilant dragon horse is willing to get close to him.

It's not only because of Ma Longtu, but also has a lot to do with the Jiuyao level dao fruit 'Fire Dragon' that he hides in the mustard space.

Although he has no proof of this point, the sudden change of the 'Fire Dragon' before was definitely not without reason.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the reason of "fortune plus body" in his fate is not ruled out.

"Brother Yang won't take such a wonderful horse. I'll see you next time, but I don't know whose horse it is."

Lu Qingting also felt a little pity.

"Brother Lu is here to make peace?"

Yang Qiu saw his thoughts.

The latter smiled wryly: "I knew I couldn't hide it from Brother Yang, but I really had to come because of the kindness of others..."

Lu Qingting obviously seldom did this kind of thing, and felt uncomfortable, seeing that Yang Prison seemed to have no objection, he told the whole story.

"Pillion, Daoguo, cancellation of wanted, I can still understand, it's just..."

Yang Jue was playing with the blood escape bead, with a strange expression on his face:
"Take Yanzhou as a gift. Was he beaten stupid by Ma Longtu, or kicked in the head by a donkey?"

"Perhaps, he still thinks Yanzhou belongs to his family..."

Lu Qingting sighed, he almost walked away at that time.

"People who have been in high positions for a long time don't seem to know how to ask for help."

Yang Yue shook his head slightly.

It can be seen who the Northwest King is from the letter he sent to Yanzhou City more than ten days ago.

Before he killed Yan Dongjun and gathered the rebel army, he received a letter from the prince, which also mentioned canceling the arrest warrant for him.

And promised him the position of General Yanzhou...

"Actually, what the Northwest King said is not unreasonable. Although the building is about to collapse, the strength of the imperial court is not trivial.

Brother Yang's martial arts are at their peak, enough to compete with other heroes for the top ten rankings, but in the imperial court, there are still martial sages..."

Lu Qingting looked solemn.

He participated in the compilation of the Splendid Mountains and Rivers List, not to mention the treasures of the masters in the world, it can be said that he knows the details.

"Wu Sheng, the pillar of the country, will not move lightly. Even if Brother Yang is wanted by the world, the shot may be small, but if you really occupy a place..."

At this point, Lu Qingting stopped talking.

But Yang Qiu naturally understood what he meant:
"so what?"

"Even though the Northwest King has no way, the world is still ruled by the imperial court at this time. Since Brother Yang has a heart for the world, he should take the opportunity to accept Yanzhou, cultivate power, and plan for the future..."

Lu Qingting paused, then said:
"Just like Zhang Yuanzhu back then, he became king slowly, accumulated food widely, and built walls high...Being the king's forerunner, presumably, Brother Yang didn't want it?"

In today's world, the chaos has long been known to everyone. Apart from the Linlong Dao where King Zhao of the West Mansion is located, the Wanlong Dao where the center is located is also not very stable.

But until now, there has never been a time when there is a loss in the corridor city. Once it appears, I am afraid that it will be targeted by the people of the world.

As a king's pioneer, he often dies badly...

"Brother Lu has a heart."

Yang Jue spun the Blood Escape Pearl and sighed softly:
"Actually, a few years ago, Mr. Yang also thought like you. He thought to himself that even if he had the heart of becoming a king, he should not be too prominent, lest he be attacked by a group..."

Yang Jue spoke lightly, but Lu Qingting sighed in his heart, knowing that he had come in vain this time, but whoever talks like this must have a 'but'.

But he still asked:
"Then Brother Yang, why..."

"People change."

Yang Jue stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the horizon, the setting sun was setting to the west, and the clouds were burning like fire:

"You ask me why, in fact, I can say thousands of things.

You can't see the suffering of the people, you can't see the people's livelihood, you can't see the lawlessness of the officials, you can't see the bandits running rampant, you can't see those people who occupy high positions and are worshiped by the people, but they are full of contempt, and they can't look down on the mud legs that dig food in the ground..."

At this point, Yang Jue withdrew his gaze and said seriously:
"But in the final analysis, in fact, there are only two words..."

"Two words?"

Lu Qingting was puzzled.

"Not afraid."

Yang prison replied.

He is not a sharp-tongued person, but if he wants reasons, he can give countless reasons, enough to make Lu Qingting speechless.

But he asked himself.

If he wanted to accomplish something, he was either touched by the troubled times, or he could not bear the disaster victims and the common people, he was indignant at the injustice of the imperial court, he was worried about the invasion of foreign nations, and he was worried about the mountain of corpses and blood.

But to get to the root of it, perhaps, it is really because of "not afraid", so I dare to do it.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Lu Qingting was astonished.

He originally thought that Yang Jue would say some high-sounding excuses, but he didn't expect that he would answer like this.

Not afraid of the court?
"Not afraid, just not afraid?"

Yang Jue let out a sigh of relief, his mind was like a mirror, and the waves were calm.

People will change.

Once upon a time, sporadic wild dogs could make him panic and retreat, and groups of refugees made him avoid them even more.

He is afraid of wild dogs, refugees, ruffians, soldiers, officials, and hunger...

As a newcomer, he is afraid of everything unfamiliar and trembles all day long.

But, after all, it will change.

Heishan City, Mulin Mansion, Deyang Mansion, Qingzhou, Longyuan City, Yanzhou, Northwest Road...

Liu Wenpeng, Ji Longshan, Hanba, Nie Wendong, Zhang Lingfeng, Yan Dongjun, Ma Longtu...

In ten years, he walked from Heishan City to Northwest Road, from a refugee beggar who almost starved to death on the roadside, to a beheading knife that all the vassals of the same road are now waiting for.

He has gained a lot, and one of the biggest gains is that he is no longer afraid, no matter what, he can face it calmly.

He used to hold his breath when there were wild dogs by his side, but now, even in the presence of the emperor, he dared to scold and curse!
"I……"

Lu Qingting wanted to say something else.

Yang Jue has already stepped forward:

"After such a long delay, if you want to come to that prince, you should be ready. If Brother Lu is free, why not go with us?"

"Brother Yang..."

Lu Qingting was slightly taken aback, and raised his eyebrows to look.

I saw him striding across like a dragon in the winter snow and setting sun, his black clothes were raised backwards, like a cape hunting!

　Good night everyone...

　
(End of this chapter)