The first cause of all realms

Chapter 558 Today I exercise the power of a judge!
hum~
The light in the eyes is gone.

Tongyou combined with Mingshu has a powerful penetrating power beyond the level.

Not surprisingly, this time, Yang Qiu saw the fate and life of the old man in front of him.

【Truth Talker】

【Fate: Songhe Yannian】

[Number of Fate: Three purples, four golds, two reds and one white]

[White Crane's Destiny (Lavish Purple) (Lost), Innate Taoist Body (Lavish Purple), Gongcheng Martial Saint (Lavish Purple), Thorough Reading of Hundred Classics (Deep Gold),

Heavenly Demon Chongsha (deep gold), Martial Luck Prosperity (deep gold), Wedding dress for a person (light gold), Fleeing Years (dark red), Murderer (light red),

Alone (White)]

[Biographical summary: Mountains and Rivers, Ming Dynasty, born in the Northwest Dao, was abandoned in the Taoist temple in less than a month, was sick when he was young, fortunately, he was very talented in martial arts, not as good as the weak crown, and his achievements have been accomplished...

Young people travel the world with their swords. However, before they mastered martial arts, they saw a girl, and they fell in love with each other ever since... When they were in their sixties, they were at a loss in their hearts, and they formed a faction in Yulong Mountain.

When returning to the mountain, give the obtained Dao fruit to...

...Prisoned in prison, using the method of making animals for human beings, tied up in the mountains, for more than [-] years, he was devoured of essence, blood, energy, spirit, and life...]

[Status: Dying]

……

Compared with the 'Fang Ada', 'Jiang Wu' and others seen before, the life and destiny of the Taoist Man of Truth are much more complicated and huge.

There are countless people involved in his life.

but……

"The records of the book of the underworld are missing. It seems that the people encountered by real people cannot be seen unless they are under the cover of the book of the underworld..."

Yang Ju turned his mind around and saw Qi Shouyuan, his heart sank.

【Shouyuan: 129/129】

"Little friend, don't worry about it."

Yang Jue's movements seemed to be a little sensitive to the mantra, but he didn't care too much. He got up slowly and said:
"I haven't been to Daocheng for 70 years, and I don't know if the vegetarian dishes of 'Liuhelou' are still the same as before..."

"Brother Yang..."

Qin Si hesitated to speak.

Holding her cool little hand, Yang Qiu smiled:
"pass it to me."

Although she didn't know where Yang Qiu's confidence came from, Qin Si inexplicably felt at ease, and felt a little overwhelmed by the fatigue of many days.

"I heard that Liuhelou's vegetarian dishes are very famous, and I just happened to accompany the real person to taste one or two."

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at Li Chuang, who was in a daze. Yang Qiu walked out of the tea shop with the help of the old Taoist, and Qin Si followed suit.

Zhao Kun was a few steps behind, but he seemed to remember something, and turned to look at Li Chuang:

"Boy, why don't you go?"

"I……"

Li Chuang was in a trance, but when he heard the voice came back to his senses, he felt empty in his heart, and smiled very reluctantly:

"Senior, I suddenly remembered that I still have some things to do, so I won't accompany you into the city..."

"Ok?"

Zhao Kun is an old man, and he couldn't see his thoughts. He shook his head, but he didn't want to stop him. He took out the money and two cheat books and handed them to him:
"Although Shishu didn't accept you as an apprentice, you are barely half a Jade Dragon Watcher. Take these things..."

"Thank you senior."

Li Chuang took a deep breath and took it with both hands.

"Remember, don't be stupid."

Zhao Kun took a deep look at him, turned and left.

"Yang, Hero Yang! It's Hero Yang!"

"You are so young, it seems that you are not as good as the weak crown! Little Lizi, have you been seen through by your nonsense?"

"Who is this old man who deserves such respect from Hero Yang?"

……

As the crowd left, the tea shop was boiling with discussions.

"Master Yang, the hero of the world..."

Li Chuang stood silently for a long time, sighed, and then left amidst the din of the tea shop that was boiling up against the sky.

……

……

It was the middle of summer, but the northwest city no longer had the fear of last year's winter.

Under the high pressure of Yang Prison, a group of Wanxiangshan and Xu's disciples acted resolutely, and within a few months, the haze that shrouded this heavy city has been eliminated.

Without the restraint of the gentry headed by the Eight Great Families in the city, without the commander of Yan Dongjun, without the threat of Ma Longtu, the rebellious troops in Xing and Li prefectures were already in chaos, and it was easier to wipe them out than imagined.

In the final analysis, Northwest Road itself has all kinds of armor, war horses, food, goods, and warriors.

Yang Prison doesn't know how to run an army, nor is he good at city affairs, but he has the book of life and death in his hands, and he used the four words 'know people and use them well' to the fullest.

He doesn't understand, but all kinds of things can naturally be found by people who understand.

From the chief officials of the Taoist Yamen, the officers of the army, the lieutenants of the whole army, down to the headhunters patrolling the city, the masters of relief and food management, all of them were selected by him from the sea of ​​people.

Coupled with his force, it is far easier than anyone imagined to wipe out the chaotic army. For more than a month, the most he did was to read the remaining pages of the book of the underworld and meet various officials.

As for the many sundries, after sweeping away the Eight Great Families, only a very small number will be handed over to his desk.

"Greetings to Master Yang!"

"Hero Yang!"

"Master Yang..."

……

In the northwest city, there are actually quite a few people who recognize Yang Prison, but compared to the population of this big city, there are naturally very few.

But as he walked to Liuhe Building, there were more and more people who greeted him and saluted him.

There are those who are apprehensive and awed, and there are those who are in awe and gratitude, and there are more people who come to ask questions and look at them with their heads.

Yang Yu was thinking about the injury of the man of truth, and nodded in response to everyone's greetings. The bustling East Street was crowded with people, but they all consciously made way for him.

Although Yang Jue didn't show up frequently, and he didn't win over rich gentry and officials, anyone with a discerning eye knows who is the current lord of the Northwest City.

"Along the way, the Northwest Road has been dilapidated everywhere, only this Northwest Road City still has a bit of the old scene..."

Sitting by the window, the old Taoist sighed:

"If Lao Dao was 80 years younger, I'm afraid he would have gone down the mountain a long time ago."

"People in troubled times are like grass. After a war, they are riddled with holes..."

Yang Yu was a little silent.

The shopkeeper of Liuhe Building is a very discerning person. Before anyone speaks, a table of good food and wine is brought up, and most of them are Vegetarian dishes.

"The flavor is still the same, and the shopkeeper has a heart."

The old man took a sip and nodded with a smile.

"Master Dao has ever been to the shop?"

Seeing that he was satisfied, the shopkeeper heaved a sigh of relief and was a little curious.

Although the old Taoist in front of him is weak, he looks great, with white hair and a childlike face, he is unforgettable. He has a good memory, but he doesn't remember seeing this person.

"More than 80 years ago, the old man was also a frequent visitor here. At that time, the shopkeeper was a little fat girl. At that time, he asked the old man to match him. Unfortunately, there was no suitable..."

The old man smiled slightly.

"Eight, more than 80 years..."

The shopkeeper was taken aback, and then smiled wryly: "You always said that it was Xiao's family's great-grandmother, she passed away more than ten years ago..."

"At that time, the old Taoist taught her martial arts, she thought she didn't practice well, otherwise, she wouldn't have gone so early..."

The old man shook his head and sighed.

"...When my grandma went there, she was over ninety years old, so she lived a long life..."

The shopkeeper was a little dumbfounded.

A lifespan of more than a hundred is rare in ancient and modern times. Ninety, in all dynasties, can be regarded as joy and mourning. How old is this Taoist master?
"carry on."

The old man waved his hand to let him go, and began to taste the good vegetarian food on the table.

The old Taoist ate happily, recalling the past from time to time, Qin Si and Zhao Kun felt a little out of place, and were a little reluctant to agree, looking at Yang Qiu from time to time.

Yang Qiu accompanied with a smile, not as worried as the two of them, he was very calm, ate this table of vegetarian food, and took the old Taoist to tour the Northwest Dao City.

On the way, the two chatted happily. Lao Dao focused on imparting his experience about hundred orifices, Xuanguan, and martial arts will, while Yang Jue talked about the difficulties and gains he encountered in observing the "lawlessness" of precepts.

It wasn't until sunset and dusk gradually approached that the two of them returned to the small courtyard where Yang Yu stayed, which was not far to the east of the Northwest Palace.

"call!"

After setting up the old man and closing the door, Zhao Kun couldn't bear it any longer:

"Yang, Master Yang, the Patriarch..."

Yang Qian walked out of the small courtyard and answered:
"Less than seven days to live."

"No, less than seven days..."

Zhao Kun felt his eyes darken, and he staggered back, his face suddenly lost all color:
"How, how could..."

"Brother Yang, don't scare Master Uncle!"

Qin Si threw a magical power over, which saved Zhao Kun from fainting on the spot.

"If I'm in the Jade Dragon Temple, I may not have a solution, but in this Northwest Road, I should give it a try..."

Yang prison did not hesitate or delay.

After briefly explaining some things, he got up and walked into the next room, closed the door, sat cross-legged on the couch, closed his eyes and concentrated.

buzz~
In the Cauldron of Gluttony, the remaining pages of the book of the underworld were turning in the dim light, and the words on it were surging like a tide. If there was no connection to the secluded, Yang Jue would not be able to accurately find what he wanted to read from it.

【Mantra: Shouyuan 129/129】

It is absolutely impossible for the remaining pages of the book of the underworld to have only the record of longevity and no additional items. However, to activate this item, another kind of treasure in the nether world is required.

Judge Pen.

If you don't have a judge's pen, you need it, life!
Live for life!

call!
As soon as Yang Jue thought about it, the remaining pages of the book of the underworld were automatically rolled up. At a certain moment, there was a scream, and the voice of the ghost baby came out:
"Grandpa Kuixing, you are looking for a young one, but what are your orders? That little devil called a horse is too difficult to deal with. It will take a long time to subdue him!"

Realizing that 'An Daoren' lived as one body with him, this little ghost has to be as obedient as possible, and refining the 'Carrying Five Ghosts' is also done by himself, very hard.

"I need you to activate Mingshu."

No explanation, only orders.

Naturally, Yang Jue would not be stingy with his own lifespan, but he would not use it if there was a baby ghost who could do it for him.

"Follow the decree of Master Kuixing!"

The ghost baby's voice was very excited, and without the slightest hesitation, it communicated with the remaining pages of the book of the underworld, revealing its life essence.

Whoa!
It seems that there is a tide surging in the ears.

Yang Ju focused on capturing what he needed, and after [Mantra: Shouyuan 129/129], there were two options of 'Add' and 'Delete'!

What emerged at the same time was the lifespan of the ghost baby:

【Ghost Baby 1/300】

"Change your life!"

With a thought in Yang Yu's mind, the ghost baby's lifespan disappeared in an instant for 50 years, and in the next room, he fell asleep in a drowsy state, waiting for the old mantra of the time of death.

Suddenly, I opened my eyes!

　Continue to codeword, 12:30!
　
(End of this chapter)