The first cause of all realms

Chapter 63 Emperor Qin's Search for Immortals, the Creation of Heaven and Earth!

Liu Qingqing was drunk.

Anyone who pours himself to death will get drunk.

Looking at Liu Qingqing by the window on the second floor, drunk and boneless, Yang prison hesitated.

Last night, he followed all the way, although he never heard the conversation between the father and son, but from his fight with his own guards for Li Eryi, it can be seen that this eldest son is not bad in nature.

Therefore, he doesn't really want to contact him.

"Ok?"

Slightly distracted, one hand reached out silently, Yang Qian was alert, and greeted him with his backhand.

Snapped!
With a crisp sound, Yang Jue felt his arms go numb, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Just as he was about to draw his sword, he saw the cloak slightly raised in front of him.

"Wang Wu?"

Yang Juan let go of the knife and shook his arm.

"It doesn't matter whether it's big or small, you have to call it Fifth Lord!"

Wang Wu lowered his cloak, turned around, and disappeared into the crowd.

Glancing back at Liu Qingqing, Yang Qian turned around and followed. The two of them shuttled through the busy city, one behind the other, at a pace that was not slow, but unobtrusive.

Soon, it turned into an alley.

“Special Brew!”

As soon as he lifted the cloak, Wang Wu couldn't stop the anger in his heart:

"Where did Liu Wenpeng invite such a master? I almost noticed Lao Tzu several times..."

"You mean that old Taoist who has a bad smell on his body and is suspected to have practiced poison?"

Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat.

I'm afraid Wang Wu hasn't been idle these few days, but it seems that he hasn't gained much either.

"Poison Art?"

Wang Wu was taken aback, and raised caution:

"I saw you coming out of Wang Fobao's house this morning. Did he say anything?"

Yang Ju had nothing to hide, and told them one by one.

Wang Wu's face became serious, even livid:

"Blocking the main roads and prohibiting communication. These lunatics are really bold. What do they want to do? Massacre the city?!"

The anger in Wang Wu's heart could hardly be suppressed.

He paced back and forth, and it took him a while to make up his mind.

Gritting his teeth, he led Yang Prison around and around, and carefully knocked on the door of a sesame oil shop.

Hey!
Da da da!
One long and three short, so four times, someone behind the door responded:

"It's off today, please be early tomorrow."

"Fuck you, can't you hear my voice?"

Wang Wu pushed hard, deduced the door bolt directly, and strode in.

'This is the stronghold of the six doors? '

Yang Yu had guesses in his mind.

A chunky man in thick clothes hurriedly closed the door, complaining:
"For this stronghold, I have been busy for several years. If you miss the trick, don't blame Lao Zhang to sue you!"

As he said that, his eyes fell on Yang Qiu.

"Okay, this is the person I hired, and he is much more reliable than you."

Wang Wu sat down unceremoniously, picked up the teapot and poured half a pot of water into his mouth:
"Fatty Zhang, I asked you where the help you want? When will it arrive?"

"Ling Ying has been released for several days, and logically it will be here soon, it should only be three or two days."

Fatty Zhang spoke softly, still complaining:
"It's not that you don't know Liu Wenpeng's methods. If you lead people here, if they are exposed, you will be in big trouble."

"Recently?"

Wang Wu sneered, and told him the news that all important roads in Heishan City were blocked.

When Fatty Zhang heard this, his expression changed immediately.

"Tell me yourself, what have you gained in the past three years? What kind of cheats have you caught?"

Wang Wu patted the table.

This fat man is called Boss Zhang. Like him, he was born in the army and entered the Six Doors. It's just that he was sent down to be a head catcher, but this fat man ended up in Montenegro.

"How easy is that?"

Fatty Zhang rolled his eyes angrily:

"That old guy bullied the top, plundered a county's money, and managed to get out of it, from the Shunde Mansion to the yamen knives and pens, who confiscated his benefits?

I can not be found out, it is already a means. "

"Pooh!"

Wang Wu was too lazy to waste his time talking, so he directly asked him to bring out all the recent information.

Yang Qiu found a seat by himself and waited leisurely.

After a while, Wang Wu put down the file until Fatty Zhang hesitated to light an oil lamp.

"A member of the Iron Sword Sect?"

Wang Wu sneered with a 'hehe':
"Fatty Zhang, I'm going to visit the Liu Mansion, you have to find a way to lure out that old Taoist from the Iron Sword Sect!"

"Where is this going?"

Fatty Zhang waved his hands again and again.

"No? Then I have to report the fact that your information was wrong and nearly killed me!"

Wang Wu snorted coldly.

"This this……"

Fatty Zhang saw sweat on his forehead, seeing that Wang Wu would not let go, he could only grit his teeth and agree.

Wang Wu then gave up and asked about the prison:
"Have you heard anything from the mouth of the Liansheng Sect?"

"There is, but there is."

Glancing at Yang Ju, Fatty Zhang hesitated slightly.

"When is it? Still care about this?"

Wang Wu frowned and urged.

Only then did Boss Zhang speak: "This is a long story."

"Then stop talking nonsense and make a long story short!"

"Uh……"

Almost choked to death by Wang Wu's words, Fatty Zhang glared at him angrily, and said:

"It is said that Emperor Qin swept Liuhe and ruled the world..."

"Why don't you start talking about Pangu opening the sky for your special brew!"

Wang Wu almost slapped him.

"Grandpa, do you still want to listen?!"

Fatty Zhang also became angry.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, the speechless Yang Qiu got up to smooth things over.

"The emperor of Qin swept Liuhe and ruled the world. He was a man of great talent. Among the emperors in 3000 years, only the Taizu of this dynasty can compare with him..."

Fatty Zhang took a sip of water and said:

"It's a pity that such a hero who has reached the pinnacle of literary talent and martial arts has enjoyed all the prosperity of the world. In old age, he can't help but fall into the desire for 'longevity'...

Not to mention the "Huanyu Tianshu" compiled by the world's martial arts, and several times across the sea to seek immortality..."

Boss Zhang tried his best to be concise and concise, but it still seemed stinky and long.

Wang Wu wanted to interrupt several times, but was persuaded by Yang Qian.

Emperor Qin's seeking immortality is widely spread among the people. Yang Jue had heard of it when he first came to this world, but he didn't think it was a big fuss.

Why didn't the emperors and generals in the past have not done similar actions?

Human desires are endless, and longevity is the most important thing, because the latter is the sum of all desires in the world, and it is also the instinct of human beings to survive and fear death.

No one can get rid of it.

Fatty Zhang's words are similar in folklore, but just when Wang Wu wanted to interrupt impatiently.

As soon as he changed the topic, his voice became mysterious:

"Qin Huang is dead, this is indisputable, but there are different opinions about the result of his search for immortals, and there is such a saying that is not widely spread, which is firmly believed by the Liansheng Sect..."

"what?"

Wang Wu was somewhat attracted.

"It is said that Emperor Qin searched the world poorly, and finally found traces of immortals in an unknown and hidden place..."

Fatty Zhang is mysterious, his eyes are glowing with a faint light:

"It is said that they are extremely mysterious and impermanent qi machines. Some people call them 'the foundation of immortality', some call them 'supernatural power seeds', and some even speculate that they are not traces of immortals.

It's the 'merit', 'dao fruit' and 'level' created by the creation of heaven and earth..."

"Rank?!"

Yang Qiu, who was listening to the story, suddenly trembled.

rank?

"What nonsense!"

But Wang Wu couldn't listen anymore.

"I also think it's a bunch of nonsense. I can't stand Liansheng teaching these lunatics to believe."

Fatty Zhang spread his hands.

"Sure enough!"

Wang Wu suddenly lost interest in the things in the big prison, got up to leave, and did not forget to tell the fat man as soon as possible.

He walked quickly.

Yang Ju, who was out the door, was in a daze. He pressed his chest, and in the depths of his eyes, he seemed to see the ghost-headed sword full of words again.

It says,

Rank map of ghosts and gods of the ten capitals.

　Good night everyone.Push the book "Those Years I Was an Undercover Agent in the Monster Race Heaven", literary edition;
"Lord River God, what do you want to go here?"

"Step into the southern sky, smash the sky, destroy the lich, and help our human race to prosper!"

"What if I don't go back?"

"It will never come back!"

easy version;
I really just want to be a salted fish in the Heavenly Court, to eat and take cards, and to touch fish at the same time. By the way, I will destroy the monster and witch clans, and help the human race to prosper...

Those who are interested can go and have a look.

　
(End of this chapter)