The first cause of all realms

Chapter 619 The Dragon King of the East China Sea!

When Yang prison is free, he also reads history to relieve the fatigue of martial arts training.

In it, he saw the similarities and differences between this life and the previous life.

The similarities, needless to say, similar systems will inevitably have similar events, for example, the vicious cycle of dynasty change again and again.

The difference lies in the fact that this world is a real one that once had traces of immortals and demons, and possesses great power beyond the scope of ordinary people.

Because of this huge difference, in the 3000 years of ancient history, the change of dynasties is a cruel game that ordinary people can never participate in.

Yes, absolutely!

In the previous life, you were no more than a mortal body if you were a prince or general. A world-famous general might die at the hands of a woman.

The honor of the emperor may also be strangled to death by maids and poisoned by eunuchs.

But this life is different.

A team of elite cavalry in armor and knives can suppress tens of thousands of refugees.

Those who have successfully completed the Furnace of Qi and Blood can compete with more than a thousand armored cavalry. Without the restraint of warriors of the same level, not only can they advance and retreat freely, but they can be wiped out in one battle, which is not a fantasy.

The exchange of blood is so successful, how about the master?
Grandmaster, so what?
Therefore, the Northwest Road, with a population of hundreds of millions, originally had only [-] garrisons in its Dao City, and the rest of the cities were much smaller.

It is precisely because of this that the princes in the court will abolish the army, and the Taoist emperor will also acquiesce.

Behind the abolition of post stations, troops, and the six gates is the expansion of the Shence Army, and the skyrocketing salary of many offerings by the imperial court.

A great master, even if he is very old, is worth wooing, especially Li Daoren who is so dedicated to meditation, has no bad deeds, and is really a great master who has stood in front of the threshold of a martial saint for many years.

"I hope you last longer..."

Daoren Li restrained his energy, almost in a state of suspended animation, so as to prolong the passage of life, he couldn't hide it from Yang prison.

only……

"Ginseng fruit..."

Yang prison's heart is clear.

In the eyes of ordinary people, at this time, he is in danger and will undoubtedly die, but he knows in his heart that he still has the power to break the situation.

As long as he can obtain the two prefectures of Xingli, as long as he obtains the ginseng fruit, then he is very sure that at least one of the three prefectures in the northwest will never be dared to set foot by any warrior.

However, refining the five internal organs recipes is beyond imagination.

In one month, he used up all the nine opportunities to enter the seventh refinement, but he was still "imprisoned in the painting", unable to get out.

Even if he is absolutely sure that the real Longevity Mountain and the View of the Five Viscera are outside the painting, but he can't take that step...

"It's really difficult to break the shackles of the scroll with your own strength. I don't know if the golden scissors can be broken..."

While talking to himself, Yang Jue closed his eyes, and with a thought, at the corner of the Gluttony Cauldron, the skin of the back of the tiger's neck, which was branded with the 'Golden Dragon's True Shape', floated up.

Ginseng fruit has a lot to do with it, so naturally he will not give up.

This ingredient is the highest level among the ingredients he has obtained so far. It is the same level as the five internal organs temple recipe, which is Jiuyao level.

Perhaps, the magic weapon branded on it can help him break through the shackles of the painting scroll.

He was not sure, but he could only choose to try.

"It seems that it is almost there."

Turning his mind around, Yang Jue put down the copper plate and left under the eyes of awe, apprehension, and fear.

In the past month, he naturally had no time. Apart from discussing martial arts with Qi Daoguang, he did not forget to absorb profound stones and swallow gold and iron every day.

With his hard work day and night, it was finally time to refine the energy of the Gluttony Cauldron again.

hum~
After closing the door, Yang Jue sat cross-legged on the futon, and as he swallowed the golden beans, there was a soft sound in his ear.

The energy storage of the gluttony cauldron finally reached the line.

wow~
In a flash, the tiger's nape glowed with glory.

[Whether to refine the ingredients, the back of the tiger's neck? 】

"Refining!"

The gap between ingredients and recipes is like the gap between the same person, a beggar and a prince, and the difficulty of refining is not the same.

The difficulty of refining the fine gold armor is of course not comparable to that of the 'Earth Shaking Recipe'.

Whoa!
There seemed to be the sound of the surging tide resounding all around, Yang Ju's expression was calm, letting the light reach his body.

The surrounding light and shadow changed rapidly, and it seemed that the front and back were less than one-thousandth of an instant, and the strong tide breath rushed towards the face.

Open your eyes.

In front of you, is the boundless ocean, looking as far as the eye can see, there is no end.

It can only be seen that in the far distance, the clouds are surging, and a big sun rises from the east, breaking through the clouds and mists, and casting endless rays of light.

This is an island with overgrown shrubs and forest-like peaks, and there are many roars of beasts and birdsong.

Everything, lifelike.

Without rushing to take that step, Yang Ju concentrated his energy and sensed his surroundings.

This is an isolated island, surrounded by the sea on all sides, and it is endless. With his eyesight, he can't see any shadow of land.

Under his concentrated perception, the sea breeze, islands, gravel, bushes, and unknown fish and birds are all just like the outside world, without any difference.

The reality of the illusion contained in this one ingredient is almost as real as the five internal organs concept recipe!
"As expected of Jiuyao-level ingredients..."

Yang Jue's eyes were bright.

The more realistic the illusion, the stronger the spirit of the former owner of the ingredients. This isolated island and vast ocean are real and huge.

This also means that the spiritual practice of its master is extremely high and strong!
boo~
One step out, the perception is different again.

Here, Yang Jue felt the spiritual qi that was similar to the recipe in the Wu Zang Temple, and it was even more intense.

"Here, also before ancient times?"

Yang Jue changed his mind.

He tried to capture the spirit energy, but he couldn't touch it at all. In this illusion of ingredients, he was like a ghost, unable to touch any specific things at all.

Naturally, it is impossible to capture the spirit energy.

"Are you also here to visit Xiangu?"

At a certain moment, Yang Ju heard the ancient Taoist voice, turned his head suddenly, and saw a young man in a golden brocade robe appearing behind him at some point.

"No!"

As the voice echoed, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and there was a bad wind howling in the dense bushes. A big man stepped out, rough and unrestrained:
"Someone is the former mountain wrestler of 'Sanxian Island', Mt."

"So it's the Great Immortal Shan!"

The boy's eyes lit up, and his voice lowered along with his spine:
"Little Aoyu is from the Shui tribe. Hearing that the end of the catastrophe is approaching, he felt terrified, so he came to Sanxian Island to ask for a good way to avoid the catastrophe..."

"Ao Yu? I've never heard of it..."

The big man named 'Shan' breathed air through his nostrils, as if he looked down on the young man, but he turned around and walked to the depths of the island:
"The three fairies are not here, but the little fairy is just leaving the customs right now..."

The young man was overjoyed, and followed in a hurry.

The accents of the two people are very strong, and the Daoist text they use is extremely old. Rao Yang Qiu thought he was also a master of Daoist text, and it took him a long time to understand the conversation between the two of them.

"Three Immortals Island? Little Fairy? Mountain? This big man, is it possible that he is a tiger?"

In his heart, he silently wrote down all the conversations between the two of them, and then he followed.

Different from other dead objects, these two people have barriers that are extremely difficult to break through. Yang Jue tried to touch them several times, but they were all isolated.

The island was much bigger than he had expected. The distance between the two of them was extremely fast, and the wind and thunder were blowing, but it took them half a day to reach the center of the island.

This is a sacred peak cut off by the middle, not more than a hundred feet high, surrounded by clouds and mist, and flying eaves and palaces can be seen faintly inside.

"Fairy!"

At this point, the voice of the big man became humble and docile, and in the staring eyes of the young man, he turned into a colorful civet cat, and jumped into the arms of the girl in green who suddenly appeared in the wind.

Yang Yu looked at it carefully.

This young girl's face is exquisite and perfect, and she is wearing a green skirt with sparkling waves. It goes without saying that she is extremely rare.

"Ao Yu?"

The girl in green clothes spoke, her voice was clear and pleasant, like pearls falling on a jade plate.

"The little one is just right. Dare I ask what Xiangu's name is?"

Ao Yu bowed, very humble, Yang Jue could see that his emotions were very intense, and he also had deep hidden fears and fears.

"You can just call me 'Xia', teachers, they all call me that."

The girl in green stretched out her hand and pointed, and a gazebo had already risen from the ground, complete with stone tables, stone benches, delicacies and wines.

"What kind of magic is this?"

Yang Jue was startled, before he could take a closer look, he heard the girl exclaim:
"Ah! I almost forgot..."

As soon as the girl named 'Xia' stretched out her hand, a dish on the stone table disappeared, but Yang Yu could see it clearly, and Ao Yu's face turned pale.

"My Three Immortal Island, relying on the Sky Sea Realm, wanders in the three thousand realms of the universe, but anyone who finds it can ask three times..."

The girl in the green skirt named 'Xia' heard the words and said:

"However, the teachers are not here, and I don't practice enough, so I can only answer one question, and I may not be able to answer it.

But if you can't answer, there is nothing good to give..."

She sat down, but Ao Yu didn't dare to sit down, she just saluted respectfully and asked:

"The end of the calamity is approaching, and we, the Shui Clan, how should we survive this calamity?"

"Over this calamity..."

The girl in the bi skirt paused slightly, and said:
"In my Three Immortals Island, there are many treasures. What kind of magic weapon do you like, I will find it for you..."

"I……"

Ao Yuru staggered back as if struck by lightning, her face suddenly turned pale.

After a long time, just said shyly:

"Xiangu, is it really inevitable..."

"Let's not talk about you little dragon, even the nine obsidian stars, the five generals, the 28 mansions, the four heavenly kings, the 12 yuan chen, the universal astrology, the gods of the Milky Way, the five elders of the five directions, and..."

She didn't say the last sentence, but looked up at the sky, with a complicated and sad expression:

"listen."

Ok? !

Yang Qiu turned his head subconsciously.

boom!
In the cloudless sky, there was a thunderbolt.

This thunderclap was terrifying beyond bounds.

The moment it exploded, Yang Jue felt his eyes go dark, and a scene that made him horrified also happened here.

At this moment, the boundless sea boiled completely, and countless sea waters stood against the current soaring into the sky.

Rumble!
In an instant, the dark clouds were dense, the light was instantly covered by darkness, the black color filled everything, and the endless and terrifying aura enveloped everything.

Faintly, Yang Ju heard a loud and mysterious divine voice:
"...At the time of the end of the calamity, the way of heaven collapsed, the way of the world is not prosperous, the way goes to the Buddha and hides, and the gods perish... In the name of Emperor Ziweitian, I would like to pass on the gods of the world, the gods of the earth, the gods of mountains and rivers, and the dragon king of Haihe. , Yin Division Underworld God..."

"...Wei Jie, goodbye!"

"Huh?! This voice..."

Yang Ju's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"what!"

And at the moment when the thunder exploded, Ao Yu let out a miserable howl, and then, it turned into a dragon chant that resounded through the world.

hold head high!
The violent air wave submerged everything in an instant, causing Yang Yu, who was enveloped by the divine voice, to be in a trance.

When he regained his senses, he saw a golden dragon swaying vertically and horizontally in the raging sea covered by dark clouds, with its head up and its feet down, as if it wanted to connect the sea to the sky.

"Aoyu, the dragon lord of the East China Sea, dare to ask God, how to live to the end..."

(End of this chapter)