The first cause of all realms

Chapter 623 Remnants of Book from the Ground? (first update)
The long knife breaks the ice and creates waves, and the red clothes ride the snow to chase the wind.

In an instant, the expressions of Zhang Lingying and Yu Jizi were swayed by the murderous intent of the clothes.

hum!
Yu Fengxian burst out in anger, and with one slash, the shadow of the sword filled the sky.Split the air flow, pierce the air, and empty out in a mighty way.

In an instant, the sound of wind, thunder and explosion filled the banks of Longyuan River, and the light of the saber shone like a tide, which was more eye-catching than the turbulent ice water.

"Yu Fengxian?!"

Yu Jizi was startled, and subconsciously looked to the side. Zhang Lingying had already stepped back far away, clasped his hands together, lowered his eyebrows and pleasing to the eyes, and whispered:
"Amitabha."

"you!"

Yu Jizi was extremely frightened and angry, but how could he retreat in time?

He could only roar angrily, pumping all the blood energy in his whole body, raising his fly whisk, wanting to resist first and then retreat.

In Longyuan City, there used to be nine great masters. Although he was not listed among them, he has already opened up a hundred apertures after many years of experience.
Asking himself that he is no less inferior to Long Yuanwei's Nanshan Ba ​​and Yu Fangzhou, and returning this time, he is returning home in full glory.

Although I heard Yu Fengxian's name, I didn't really care about it. Until now, I didn't feel well, but I just wanted to retreat temporarily.

However, under the knife, he was cold and sweating profusely.

The light of the saber was ferocious, like a raging green dragon, it tore apart his fly whisk with just one blow...

"and many more!"

Yujizi staggered back, opening his mouth to speak, but what kind of temper can Yu Fengxian have?
Without saying a word, the light of the knife is stronger.

Just as he uttered a single word, he was slashed into the snow field like a dragon knife, and the hot blood melted a large amount of snow.

boom!
As the wind whistled, Yu Fengxian stepped forward, her phoenix eyes filled with evil spirits:
"Tell me that there is no one in Longyuan?"

Her heart was full of anger, if grandma hadn't confessed, even Zhang Lingying would have been shrouded in this knife.

"Amitabha. Fengxian really has the demeanor of his father and king today, and the jade jade son has opened a hundred holes, but you were beheaded three times..."

Zhang Lingying lowered her eyes in admiration, covering the shadows in her eyes.

He will not doubt Yu Fengxian's talent, counting Zhang's ten veins, in three generations, except for the Zhao Wang of Xifu, there is no one who can beat her.

But after all, she is a little younger, even if she has a panacea in hand, it is absolutely impossible for her to open up all her senses so quickly. The reason for this is probably...

"It seems that before the father left, he left all the true energy that he had cultivated all his life to you..."

"If you don't leave it to me, should you leave it to you?"

Yu Fengxian's lingering anger still persists:
"Being a monk and having no family is what you said back then. When grandpa was dying, he never mentioned you at all. Grandma also didn't regard you as my Zhang family's blood!"

"Leaving home without a home..."

Zhang Lingying was speechless and could only sigh:
"You're lucky, then Yang Jue just happened to break the second brother's tricks, but what if there is no such person? The third uncle just wants to leave bones and blood for my Longyuan line..."

"Pooh!"

Yu Fengxian almost laughed out of anger:
"If I hadn't been afraid of grandma's sadness, I would have killed you right now! Grandpa was a hero all his life, how did he give birth to such a useless thing like you?!"

The handle of the knife as thick as a goose egg was pinched with sparks, Yu Fengxian didn't even want to look at him, she was afraid that she couldn't help but kill him too.

"Amitabha……"

Zhang Lingying was silent.

After a long time, he said:

"Fengxian, Third Uncle won't fight with you anymore, but, in this troubled world, my Longyuan lineage is alone and alone, and we can't support it unless we have foreign aid..."

Yu Fengxian paused, then snorted coldly, and left:

"Then you don't have to worry about it!"

The voice echoed in the wind, and the red dress had already gone far away, leaving only Zhang Lingying standing there, and after a long time, she turned around with a sigh and returned to the temple.

In the small temple, there is only an angry-eyed Vajra holding a subduing magic pestle.

pat!

At a certain moment, Vajra's eyeballs turned, and a substantive voice came out:

"Essence like smoke, such a majestic vitality, the dragon belongs to the supernatural power master? You are not her opponent, do you want this seat to surrender on your behalf?"

"Don't bother Master..."

Before Zhang Lingfeng sat down on the Buddha statue, his eyebrows were pleasing to the eye, but his voice was neither humble nor overbearing:

"At this moment, Longyuan is already a quagmire, and this disciple has no intention of taking it..."

"The sky is about to change, and secular kingship is really the most important thing. However, what you said is right, this place of hundreds of battles is not my Buddha's pure land..."

Clay King Kong opening:
"All living beings are suffering, let's cross over..."

"My Buddha is merciful..."

……

……

Huhu~
Standing by the cold river, looking back at the small temple in the snow field, memories of the past come to my mind bit by bit.

I still remember that many years ago, I was here, practicing boxing with my grandfather, and the small martial arts arena was filled with her shouts.

She remembered that the second uncle loved her so much at that time, and the third uncle would bring a lot of snacks every time, even if he was punished by his grandfather, he would still smile.

"Why, it became like this..."

The inexplicable emotional shock made her almost cry, even if she held back, her eyes were still red.

uh~
In the sky, there was an eagle crying, and the big cloud eagle spread its wings and landed. The little maid hurried forward and saw her young lady's eyes were red, and she was shocked:

"Miss, who, who bullied you?!"

"No!"

Yu Fengxian glared at her, "What are you looking for in such a hurry? Could it be something wrong with the Dragon King Temple?"

"Everything is fine in the Dragon King Temple, but many people have requested to go in and offer incense..."

"What kind of incense is on!"

Yu Fengxian didn't even listen, so she refused. She didn't repair the Dragon King Temple for people to worship. She was very disgusted with this kind of worship.

There really is a dragon king, can snowstorm for two consecutive years?

"You spent a lot of time building the temple, but you didn't let people offer incense..."

The little maid couldn't understand it.

"I want you to take care of it?"

Yu Fengxian glared at her angrily, and asked her why she came.

"Miss, there is a letter..."

The little maid hesitated to speak, but still handed over a letter.

"Whose letter?"

Yu Fengxian took the letter, subconsciously glanced at the signature, and her heart skipped a beat. Seeing the little maid looking over her head, she immediately covered the letter:

"Go, get the fine gold armor from the mansion!"

……

……

"The change of heaven and earth lies in the subtleties. When natural disasters occur frequently and earth disasters occur again and again, it will be the node of eruption..."

In the Taoist palace shrouded in clouds and mist and the sound of wind, it was quiet. A handsome little eunuch bowed down to recite, and his enunciation was clear and melodious.

"Sanxiao Sanren, he is really a strange person! All the signs of changes in the sky predicted in this tidal theory seem to be fulfilled one by one now?"

The strong fragrance of Qingling filled the entire Taoist palace, and Emperor Qianheng sat on a futon woven from silk with his sleeves hanging down.

His stature was not so high, so that the little eunuch bent so close to the ground that he didn't dare to be any taller than him.

"Snow disasters, floods, droughts, locust plagues, earth dragons resurfacing, plagues, demon disasters, ghosts walking at night..."

Confessing each word made the little eunuch's heart choked up and trembling even more.

"The tide rises and falls, and the great luck is born! I don't know who will fall on this fate of the world..."

Emperor Qianheng said to himself.

Pfft!
The little eunuch knelt down on the ground, with his forehead pressed against the cold floor, and complimented repeatedly:
"Your Majesty is the co-lord of heaven and earth, and everything in the world belongs to His Majesty..."

"Huh~"

Emperor Qianheng let out an inexplicable laugh, waved his hand, and told the little eunuch to retreat.

In the empty palace, there was clearly no other person, but there was clearly a voice echoing:

"Your Majesty thinks that the person prophesied in Sanxiao Sanren's tidal theory is that Yang Yu?"

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say."

Emperor Qianheng shook his head slightly, with a strange light in his eyes:
"The widows use the 'God Tablet' to gain insight into the fate of the world's masters. There are only a few people who cannot see the fate of the world's masters. Yang Jue is one of them..."

More than 70 years ago, in Liuji Mountain, a fairyland was born in a fantasy world. Its scale was so large that it shocked the world. In a sense, it could be regarded as the beginning of that great war.

In that battle, millions of elites died in the mountains, which caused riots in the fairyland and illusion. In the end, Henry Zhang took back the sacred tablet with one against two.

The divine stele has a strange power, which can spy on the luck of the earth, stars, and people, and is heavily relied on by the royal family.

He also arranged the "Splendid Mountains and Rivers List" based on this monument.

He put the names of all the people on the Splendid Mountains and Rivers List on the monument one by one, and at the same time, he also saw the luck of almost everyone.

But there are also very few people who can't figure it out.

"Zhang Xuanba, Black Mountain Old Demon, Fan Ruyi, Mu Qingliu, and Hongri Dharma King, these five people, either follow the fate of the country, or gather martial arts, or undertake the Buddha's fortune, or gather with the sword, it's just that they are unpredictable.

Then what is Yang Prison..."

The voice in the Taoist palace was full of doubts, but also suddenly:

"So, that day you summoned this person with a round light mirror and forced him to bow his head, in order to break his luck? No wonder you activated the book from the ground at that time..."

"There are some considerations in this regard, but there is also some intention of soliciting. Who would have thought that this little beast would dare to..."

Emperor Qianheng's eyes became gloomy and cold:

"If you don't want to live on your knees, then die on your knees!"

"Your Majesty thinks too much about Sanxiao Sanren. He doesn't seem to be a martial sage, maybe he isn't a master of supernatural powers either. How true is his prophecy?"

The voice in the Dao Palace has fluctuations:

"Your Majesty has a corner of the Book of Earth. You only need to pay a small price. Even if you are in the capital of God, it is enough to overthrow it. Why bother to conquer it yourself?"

Emperor Qianheng said indifferently:
"Don't talk nonsense, take the broken pages of the book from the ground!"

"Ugh……"

Amidst a faint sigh, a palm composed purely of shadows protruded from his shadow, and handed it over, like a sand table.

It can be seen that there are mountains, plains, hills, lakes, rivers...

If there is an expert who understands the distribution of mountains and rivers in the world, it can be seen that what is displayed on the sand table is exactly the place where the Taoist palace paraded.

"Your Majesty, the book from the ground not only consumes a lot of spiritual energy, but also causes natural disasters. Be careful, use it with caution..."

"Your nonsense is too much."

Casually pressing the black shadow completely into the shadow, Emperor Qianheng held the sand table in his hand, calmed down, closed his eyes and said silently:
"Banshan Pass..."

　You who say that I am the king of cakes, wait, I will write three chapters today for you to see!

　
(End of this chapter)