The first cause of all realms

Chapter 605 The Spirit of the Flood Dragon!

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Following the opening of the Splendid Mountains and Rivers List, the huge Taoist Palace fell into dead silence for a moment.

"Boldly, my minister, please return to the capital of the gods, order Fa Linlong Dao, and ask King Zhao of the Western Mansion to leave the customs, suppress the rebellion in the northwest, and suppress and kill the leader of the bandits, Yang Prison!"

Liu Jing shook his sleeves, bowed his head and knelt down, ready to meet the coming thunder wrath.

However, beyond his expectation, after a short silence, he heard a faint laughter.

"Very good, very good."

"His Majesty?"

Looking at Emperor Qianheng with a faint smile on his face, Liu Jing was stunned: "Your Majesty, why are you laughing?"

Emperor Qianheng casually threw away the file in his hand and asked:

"From this list of splendid mountains and rivers, what did you see?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, this minister saw that Yang Ni was about to become an idiot..."

Although puzzled, Liu Jing had no choice but to answer.

"You only saw the black mountain old demon incarnated and died outside the northwest city, and you saw that Yang Yu made great achievements and threatened the martial saint. But the widow saw it, and the thief was hurt by both sides..."

Emperor Qianheng stood with his hands behind his back, with a faint blush on his face after swallowing the red pill:
"The black mountain old demon lost his incarnation, and his performance plummeted, while that Yang prison, with his gray hair for a moment, lost his original source, and his lifespan plummeted. Perhaps, his life is not long..."

"This……"

Liu Jing was taken aback.

"Liu Jing, your talent is still good, and your martial arts is also good. Unfortunately, you are an eunuch after all, with short-sightedness, and there are some things that you can't see clearly..."

Emperor Qianheng walked around, calculating the cause and effect based on the few records on the file:

"I heard that the old demon is pregnant with a strange treasure, and he looks at the soul and life, and he thinks about it. This time he went down the mountain, maybe he was looking for the 'eighth generation Black Mountain old demon', so he was thinking about fighting Zhang Xuanba..."

Liu Jing lowered his head. He obtained the cause and effect of this battle from Jin Yiwei with the round light mirror, but seeing His Majesty who was full of interest, he silently swallowed it back.

"Thus, there will be no such thing as Tai Sui born, and there will be other means to stir up the situation, and obviously, this old demon may have taken a fancy to that muddy leg, and the old man of truth died outside the city, and that Yang prison can only change his life." ..."

"Your Majesty is wise..."

Liu Jing had no choice but to agree, and corrected:

"However, when the Taoist man of truth died, Yang Yu was not in the Northwest Dao City, but returned after a long interval of days to fight the old demon..."

"How stupid is he?"

Emperor Qianheng was slightly taken aback, this was beyond expectation.

However, he didn't care, instead, his smile grew stronger:

"It doesn't really matter what the specifics are. But after this incident, the death of the truth, the old demon's martial arts plummeted, and the life of the mud-legged man is not long. For the widow, it should be clear!"

"Your Majesty, he is not dead after all..."

Liu Jing smiled wryly:

"That Yang Ni has conquered a land with 29 prefectures in three prefectures, listed on the stele, ranks third in the mountain and river list, and has a record of killing the old demon of Black Mountain, which has become a trend..."

The smile on Emperor Qianheng's face gradually disappeared, and his eyes glowed with indifference:
"Are you afraid that if you don't succeed in the first battle, you will attract rebellion from Dongyue Canghai City, Lingnan Tiandao Tomb, Pingxi Mitian Sect, etc., and take advantage of the situation?"

"His Majesty……"

Liu Jing's body trembled and his back felt cold, but he still tried hard to persuade:

"You, why bother to abolish your martial arts, King Zhao of the Western Mansion..."

He was puzzled, extremely puzzled.

In today's world, although the imperial court is still the co-lord of the world, there are Sirius and Dali outside, and there are Lianshengjiao, Canghai City, Tiandaozhong, Mitianjiao, etc. inside.

It can be said that there are internal and external troubles.

But the person in front of him, who is most guarded, is Lin Longdao, or in other words, Zhang Xuanba, the god of the Ming army who once led the world's soldiers and horses...

"Your words are too much."

Emperor Qianheng swung his sleeve and robe, and Liu Jing seemed to be killed by lightning. He spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and was knocked out of the Dao Palace by an invisible force.

"Henry Zhang..."

In the empty Taoist palace, Emperor Qianheng's face sank like water, and the anger in his heart could not be calmed down for a while.

After a long time, he took out a yellowed ancient scroll from his pocket and gently opened it. This is the family tree of the Zhang family.

Mrs. Zhang, more than ten veins?
Taizu Zhang Yuanzhu established the world and divided the kings. At the earliest, it was not one king for one province, but one king for one state!
Up to now, Zhang's lineages still exist, but they may be on the decline. The only line that disappeared is the direct lineage of Zhang Yuanzhu, the great ancestor Zhang Yuanzhu more than 400 years ago!

Now, 400 years later, perhaps few people remember it, or dare not mention it, but his lineage is very clear.

They are the great treasures who came to Feng Tianjing!

He doesn't know that Zhang Xuanba is like a white jade pillar supporting the sky and a purple golden beam on the sea, but the battle of Liuji Mountain 70 years ago has greatly increased the power of Linlong Zhang's lineage, and even has a tendency to compete for the throne .

If he is allowed to sweep across the north, south, east and west again, calm down the chaos in all directions, keep the enemy out, and return to the court after a great victory, then how will he deal with himself...

"If you fight against the outside world, you must settle down inside."

While muttering to himself, Emperor Qianheng took out a round light mirror with white light from his sleeve robe.

The person who emerged from it was the Taoist Yunni who had half white hair and half black face, with a face that was clearly distinct, half withered and half prosperous.

……

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Huhu~
On the barren mountain covered with wind and snow, white and black real stars scattered out to resist the wind and snow. Taoist Yunni crossed his legs in it, crushing the round light mirror expressionlessly.

He lowered his head and began to draw symbols.

Ordinary people draw talismans, even if they are in a quiet room, they must concentrate their minds and prepare for battle.

But of course he didn't use it, the pen was like a dragon and the talisman paper was floating, each piece of talisman took shape by itself, but this was just a painting, a piece of talisman, if it really wanted to work, it would take time to absorb the scattered spiritual energy in the air.

"Water far away can't quench thirst..."

Daoist Yunni didn't stop until he had consumed all the talisman papers all over his body. He weighed a thick stack of talismans, but he couldn't help but feel a headache.

Normally, a talisman can only be used for one year, and it needs at least ten years of savings to meet the needs of the formation.

Therefore, even with the support of the imperial court, the disciples under the sect can also share the painting talismans, and the talismans on him have never exceeded one hundred thousand.

Now that I have squandered it several times, it is even less than [-].

This is extremely dangerous.

A formation of three thousand can withstand the attack of a martial sage, and only ten thousand can resist the attack of a peak martial sage like the Black Mountain Old Demon...

"Master."

Zhao Xuanyi was very respectful, seeing him put away the talisman, he just asked:

"Your Majesty?"

Taoist Yunni has no expression on his face:

"Your Majesty has arrived at the bank of the Wanlong River, next to Shuicheng."

"So fast?!"

Zhao Xuan was taken aback.

The emperor went on a tour, mighty and mighty, even if he was united as one, normally speaking, it would take several years of tossing, but it has only been a year, and he has already left the capital of God? !
"Thousand eagles are carrying the chariot, and they are coming across."

Taoist Yunni said something casually, but he was not very interested.

The Long Nian Taoist Palace was built by him and Qi Changfa, the master of Tiangong Academy. Its big enough to carry the weight of ten thousand people, but its weight is extremely light.

With thousands of eagles clearing the way, more than a thousand flying eagle fighters lift them up and take turns, almost at the speed of ordinary flying eagles, and they can never set for a thousand days...

"Your Majesty has sent a message, yes?"

"It's nothing more than asking about the battle situation and urging me to be a teacher..."

Taoist Yunni sighed:

"Nie Longtian, the shame of a true Martial Saint! The nets of heaven and earth have failed to capture Yang Prison, and let him return to the Northwest Dao City. Now, now..."

He has a headache.

Witnessing the fall of the black mountain old demon with his own eyes, even though he also saw Yang Jue's green silk turning into white hair, he didn't dare to approach the Northwest Road for a hundred miles, and even retreated a thousand miles.

He is not sure whether his talisman can resist the strange magical power of exchanging life for life...

"The shame of the Martial Saint..."

Zhao Xuanyi automatically ignored this sentence, and said instead:

"There is a message from the masters of the six sects that Yujing of Wanxiang Mountain has captured Lizhou, and I am afraid that Xingzhou will also be lost. He wants us to take action and capture Yujing. Do we want to take the opportunity to leave..."

"This……"

Hearing these words, Yunni's eyes moved slightly, pretending to be reluctant:

"This move, although there is suspicion of retreating without a fight, but Yang Jue has already established his momentum at this moment. Cutting off his wings and taking it slowly is the right way."

"...you're right."

As soon as Zhao Xuan spoke, he suddenly saw his teacher's brows furrowed, his heart sank, and he looked up.

I saw a person walking alone in the wind and snow.

The person who came was in the shape of a dragon, wearing a black robe and a cloak like fire, and a vigorous dragon horse walked with him, but he never rode it, and only hung a Fangtian painted halberd.

His aura is flamboyant and domineering, the wind and snow recede as he passes by, the sound of footsteps that are neither high nor low, and the sound of drums seem to sway.

"Qi Dao Guang!"

Zhao Xuanyi's heart trembled, and the people who came also stopped in the distance. In the wind and snow, his eyes were like fire, and they were breathtaking.

"I don't know who is sneaky, can't advance, can't retreat, it turns out to be Daoist Yunni."

Laughter came from the wind and snow, Qi Daoguang casually picked up Fang Tian's painting halberd, turned his sharp edge, and pointed at the barren mountain where the two were:

"Make gestures again?"

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One painting, one world...

In the room, after recovering, Yang Qiu was still a little absent-minded.

Monkey King Mountain, Tiger Cave, Clear Water and Cold Pool, together with the nearby mountains, rivers and valleys, may not be as big as Dao and Zhou, but they are comparable to a whole country.

Suddenly realized that this was just a painting, how could Yang Yu not be moved?
"Jiuyao-level recipes..."

In the dimly lit room, Yang Jue took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and did not choose to enter the 'Longevity Mountain Illusion' again, but checked the harvest after the first node was completed.

hum!
In the Cauldron of Gluttony, the recipe shakes violently, and the light and shadow on it alternate and change.

Ape King Mountain, Tiger Cave, Clear Water and Cold Pool... At the end of many scenes, what appeared on the recipe was the last thing he saw.

The pen holder, which was as big as the falling of the divine peak, crushed and killed the frightened and horrified Cold Snake King, Subduing Yao Sanren, and himself with the force of the divine peak.

As the last big monster of the first node, the strength of the Cold Snake King is actually much inferior to that of the Ape King and Tiger.

Because of this, after being led out of the clear water and cold pool, Sanhe, the Taoist man of truth, almost pulled out his spine and tendons.

Yang Qiu thought to himself, if there was no water around, he might not be able to defeat the old snake, but the latter could defeat him without even knowing it.

But this is only limited to away from water sources.

Because once this old snake gets close to the water source, its strength will skyrocket, and it will be even more terrifying on the side of the clear water and cold pool.

The Tiger and the Ape King teamed up, and they were far from rivals. They were stronger than the man of truth, and they almost suffered a big loss.

But it was such a big monster, who was crushed and killed like a bug in the moon shadow separated from the clear water and cold pool...

"However, the study outside the painting should be the view of the five viscera, ginseng fruit, if you want to, it's in it..."

While the thoughts were turning, words flowed down on the tripod wall:

[Income from this refinement: 12 wisps of spiritual qi, a gourd of monkey wine, a hundred catties of clear water and cold pool water, a moon essence wheel, a magic weapon for subjugating demons, twin dragon spirits...]

[Twin Dragon Spirits (Shidu Level): The alien cold snake soul that is about to transform into a dragon is immortal, and the material for the first-class refining weapon...]

　Good night, good night ha...

　
(End of this chapter)