The first cause of all realms

Chapter 557

The best mountain in the world...

Looking at the young man in front of him, Li Eryi faintly sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong, but he still raised caution in his heart.

"The old man is ignorant, I really don't know what the first mountain in the world is and where it is..."

"Climb high and look far away. If you have climbed many mountains, you will naturally know where the mountain is."

The boy named Lao Qi smiled slightly:
"I have wanted to go to that mountain for many years, but I have never been sure. After all, the mountain is too high..."

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the bare feet that were crystal clear like precious jade and not stained with any dust. Li Eryi felt a little hairy, and smiled reluctantly:
"Now, are you sure now?"

"nor."

The boy shook his head and smiled again:

"So, before climbing the mountain, I will go down the mountain first, and plan to spend a few years, walk around, take a look, measure..."

"Yes, is it?"

Li Eryi's heart skipped a beat, and he reluctantly replied, ready to leave.

"Mr. is the first person I saw after I went down the mountain. This is our destiny..."

The young man spoke slowly:
"It's time to swim with our arms, just right, Lin Longdao, I'm going too..."

Li Eryi had no choice but to freeze in place, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and he let out a tragic wail in his heart:

Why am I so unlucky!
……

……

The morning glow breaks dawn, and the sun rises in the east.

The brilliant golden light shines on the earth, and the hot breath has permeated all over the earth. Last year, the winter was long, and when winter passed, it was summer.

The hot and dry days have made the official roads dusty.

Merchants from all directions meet on this straight and spacious official road, heading for the big city that can be seen in the distance.

"I finally saw someone..."

Li Chuang, who had not seen anyone for many days, was inexplicably relieved by the faint noise.

This journey is really too depressing. It is very difficult to travel these days, and it is very common to not see people in the wilderness, but it is too unacceptable to not see people for a month in a row.

"If there is no one on the Daguan Road, then the Northwest Road is really over."

Zhao Kun glanced at the kid.

The so-called potential dragon that this uncle valued was considered talented in martial arts, and within a few years, he had reached the level of vigor and blood like a tiger, but with that Zhuyu in front of him, he really looked down upon him.

"I heard that there was a catastrophe in the Northwest Road last year, and there were wars for several years. It seems that there have been no rebels along the way?"

Li Chuang scratched his head carefully.

"What? You really want to meet the rebels?"

Zhao Kun stared:

"Hurry up and drive!"

Li Chuang didn't dare to say any more, he flicked his long whip and drove the dragon and horse forward.

Zhao Kun stood up, set up the awning with his hands, looked into the distance, and could see the shadow of the city in the distance, and turned his head involuntarily:

"Patriarch, you should arrive at the Northwest Dao City at noon today!"

There was no answer, and in the carriage, Qin Si was full of worries, trying to sit in meditation with the mantra, her breath had already weakened to the extreme.

Letting her use her supernatural powers again and again will not help.

"Xiaoqi, where did he go?"

As if woken up, Shingon slowly opened his eyes.

"Uncle Master went to look for medicine for you, hurry up, come back soon? It's been more than a month since the book was passed on, and he should be back as an old man, maybe he's already on his way..."

Qin Si spoke reluctantly.

"Why bother?"

Mantra sighed:

"It's fate's favor to get out of the catastrophe, so why ask for more? This child is good in every way, but his personality is too stubborn..."

In his life, there were only seven disciples, and Lin Daoren was the last disciple and the most talented.

It's a pity that because of his own suffering, he was hindered by his heart. If it wasn't for this, he should have passed that threshold 20 years earlier...

"Father, your injury will heal."

Qin Si was sad, but cheered up again:
"Brother Yang sent a letter saying that he has won the Northwest Dao City. If the disciple completes the ceremony, he may try to break through the supernatural powers. At that time, he will be able to dispel your illness..."

Mantra nodded, but did not speak.

He didn't want his disciples to regret, but his family knew about his family affairs.

It's not that he was injured, but that his essence, blood, qi, spirit, and longevity were all emptied. How easy is it to make up for it?
A serious injury like his is no longer a cure for it.

"Patriarch? Patriarch!"

Zhao Kun suddenly poked his head in and was relieved when he saw that his patriarch was still open:

"I thought……"

"Pooh!"

Qin Si glared at him, and the latter went out awkwardly.

"Your family's great uncle has a good nature, but these years he has been too hard and tired, so that he has acted extreme..."

The mantra spoke slowly, and stopped the carriage.

"Ancestor?"

Qin Si was puzzled, and Zhao Kun was also a little puzzled.

Mantra got up, and with the support of Zhao Kun, he got off the carriage. He looked around, at the scorching sun hanging high in the sky, at the city wall that was visible in the distance, and the farmland not far away.

"Accompany the old man for a walk."

"Ancestor..."

The circles of Qin Si's eyes were slightly red, and Zhao Kun couldn't help weeping, and he didn't stop them. The two carefully supported the old Taoist who barely weighed much, and walked on the official road.

He lightly sniffed the aroma of soil and grass between his mouth and nose, and smiled slightly:

"People live a hundred years, ancient and modern are few, the old Taoist himself is satisfied, why should you be sad?"

Both of them fell silent, even Li Chuang felt a little sour in his heart.

It is not far from Northwest Road here.

After a few people walked slowly, the outline of the city wall could already be seen. At this point, there were already many merchants, and many farmers were working on the endless farmland outside the city.

In the tea shop next to the official road, the old Taoist wanted some cups of tea and sat down.

"That day, in the long street, Ma Longtu, a master of the foreign race, attacked and killed him. Everyone was unstoppable. Only Hero Yang stood up and killed Ma Longtu with three fists..."

"Three punches? One punch! I heard that Daxia Yang punched like a sunset that day, and with just one punch, he wiped out Ma Longtu and three hundred alien masters!"

"So powerful?!"

……

Beside him, someone was talking loudly and spitting.

Several people had different expressions, and the old Taoist was also a little interested, so he asked.

"A few accents, are they from Baizhou? No wonder you don't know about Yang Daxia, Yang, Yang..."

That man was not very old, but he was eloquent. When he turned around and saw Qin Si, he immediately stuttered.

"Xiao Lizi, you can't tell when you see a girl?"

A companion laughed.

"Go! Go! Go!"

The boy named Xiao Lizi blushed and pushed his companion hard, before saying:
"Speaking of Great Xia Yang, that's amazing! His martial arts are at the pinnacle, which is rare in the world, so how amazing is Ma Longtu?

How arrogant is the Northwest King?But they are no match for his old man's three punches and two kicks..."

Old, old man?
The sadness in Qin Si's heart was almost blown away, Zhao Kun couldn't help but interrupted:

"You kid, what are you bragging about? I heard that the kid surnamed Yang seems to be less than [-] years old..."

"nonsense!"

The young man was also quite unconvinced: "You are talking nonsense! The last time Daxia Yang went out of the city to pay the judgment papers of Xingli Erzhou, I saw it with my own eyes!"

"He rides a dragon horse, is two feet tall, and has white beard and hair..."

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Kun finally couldn't help laughing out loud, almost tearing up.

Li Chuang restrained himself a little, and couldn't help smiling.

Smiling and watching the children playing around, Zhenyan also sighed in his heart. Although there are quite a lot of exaggerations in the words of the tea customers in this tea shop, many important events are not false.

For example, the battle against Ma Longtu on Changjie, the suppression of the Northwest King outside the city, the forced retreat of Monk Xujing, the abbot of Dachan Temple...

For another example, he opened warehouses for relief, suppressed the eight major families, cleaned up the officials, recruited new troops, and fought against the rebels...

Each of these piles is either exaggerated or untrue.

But from it, he can also see that his journey has not been easy. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is majestic.

But it was hard work, but only I knew it.

"Xiaoyou Yang's journey has been really hard, and the old man really admires..."

The old man sighed softly, attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone followed his gaze, and saw the goshawk coming from the south, accompanied by a long cry, and a swordsman in black stepped down.

It was extremely fast, and before the sound of the eagle's cry, it had already arrived in front of the tea shop.

A group of people looked around, only to see that the person who came was walking like a dragon and a tiger. Although he was not handsome, he had an unforgettable aura.

"It's nothing more than a trivial matter. It's hard work, and it can't be praised by a real person."

When the voice fell, Yang Jue had already walked into the tea shop, he didn't care about other things, and directly dropped his palm, pressing it on the back of the dying old Taoist, who seemed to be dying soon.

However, as soon as the true energy enters, the heart skips a beat, is it more than shocking?
If it is said that half a year ago, the body of the old man was like a sieve, full of loopholes, but now, many small holes have been connected together.

The whole thing is a big hole!
When the true energy enters, [-]% will dissipate and more than [-]% will dissipate, and the rest will not be enough to heal him...

With such an injury, if it were him, he would have died immediately, and there was absolutely no chance of life at all, but the Taoist man of truth has resisted for so long.

But it has already reached the limit...

"Master Dao, your body..."

After a while, Yang Jue let go of his hand, frowning tightly.

These days, although he hasn't hit the hundred orifices yet, relying on the human Yuan Dadan in the secret treasury, his true energy is much deeper than before.

pity……

"You don't need to work hard, the teacup is intact, it can be filled with water, but if it is broken, no matter how much water there is, it can't be filled..."

The old Taoist seemed very indifferent, even though he knew his fate was not long.

Compared to this, what he is more curious about is:

"Has your precepts really come true?"

"It's done."

Yang prison answered in his mouth, and with a change of mind, he urged Tongyou to peek into the book of life and death.

Lao Dao's spiritual practice is much higher than his, so that even Tong You can't see his fate, even if he doesn't defend himself.

But with the book of life and death, it is different.

According to the legend, the name of the judge is not as great as those of the ancient gods. However, with the help of the book of the underworld, the souls of the great sages of the monster race can be hooked into the nether world!

Although a broken book does not have such abilities, it can be different with Tongyou and the mantra coming to his realm.

　This chapter is also supplemented, there should be two more chapters today!
　
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