The first cause of all realms

Chapter 632 How to Eat Cao Huan Dan (Modify)
Suburbs, dense forests, cold winds, lonely graves...

The tomb faces the sun, there is little snow, and sporadic green grass grows out.

"Really, I'm here to see you..."

Sweeping away the weeds and dead leaves on the tomb, Yang Jue took off the gourd from his waist, and sprinkled a gourd of monkey wine on the tomb with the strong aroma of wine.

Qin Si put down the melons and fruits, vegetarian food, and visited the grave of the ancestor. After a while, she backed away silently, leaving room for Yang Qiu.

The latter sat down against the tombstone and sighed softly:
"Just a little..."

Yang Jue felt sad in his heart.

For him, the two major nodes in refining the five internal organs recipes are the ape king and the tiger, which are the most difficult for him, and these were leveled by the Taoist.

Without the help of the old Taoist, Yang Qiu didn't know when he would be able to get to where he is now.

However, Lao Dao did not wait for this day.

Just a little bit, just a little bit...

"Brother Yang is very sad..."

A thought silently came to Qin Si's mind, and suddenly, she seemed to feel something, she moved her nostrils, and smelled an indescribably strange fragrance.

"This is?!"

Before and after the tomb, there seemed to be an invisible inspiration, and large areas of grass, shrubs, flowers and plants scrambled out of the ground.

In just a few moments before and after, a large area of ​​flowers and plants bloomed, lush and lush, covering the entire tomb.

And where the strange fragrance comes from, the source of change.

Between Yang Ju's five fingers, there is a strange fruit, blue and white, crystal clear and perfect, which seems to have a three-part human shape.

"Man, ginseng fruit?!"

Qin Si covered her mouth.

She has also been to the illusion many times, and heard Yang Yu talk about the ginseng fruit that can prolong life more than once, but she was still shocked when she saw it.

When she looked, she could see a large expanse of greenery spread out, with the tomb as the center, within a short time, several miles around, or even further away.

The ice and snow melt, the vegetation grows, and everything recovers.

This scene alarmed the merchants coming and going outside the city gate, and also caused an uproar among many martial arts people who were watching from afar.

The medicinal power of this fruit has not leaked out, however, the vitality of the surrounding world is actually gathering, so that the vegetation grows and a hundred flowers bloom.

This is simply miraculous.

"Master, you refined the longevity fruit, why didn't you call me..."

At this time, a voice came from the sleeve robe, and the ghost baby poked its head out from the five ghost beads, looking at the strange human-like fruit with incomparable greed.

"You actually recognize this fruit?"

With the power of the medicine locked in the real gangue, Yang Qiu shook the little devil out of his sleeve.

Qin Si frowned slightly and stopped walking.

She naturally recognized this little ghost, but this little ghost was born too ugly, with a dark complexion, a big head and a small body, and a strange appearance...

"Isn't it grass that turns red? The little one not only recognizes it, but also knows how to eat it!"

The scarlet tongue licked its lips, and the ghost baby was quite proud:
"This fruit should belong to the genus of 'Cao Huan Dan'. It is said that it is a great medicine grown in a large tomb before ancient times, which can increase people's yin and yang life,
It's just that this is not something to eat, and eating it has no taste or use. You have to return it to the ground and smell it with your nose to get its vitality and know its deliciousness..."

"You really know?"

Yang Jue raised his eyebrows, this ghost baby was right.

But all strange things cannot be regarded with common sense.

As the saying goes, "Difficult, difficult, difficult, the most mysterious way, if you don't meet the best people to pass on the secret formula, empty words will make your mouth tired and your tongue dry."

If there is no one to point it out, don't talk about the Dao of Immortals and Gods. A loose person with no power and no clan just got a precious fruit by chance, and I'm afraid they don't even know how to refine it.

The reason why he knows is because there is a vague record on how to eat ginseng fruit in Three Burials Journey to the West.

"If you meet gold, it will fall, if you meet soil, you will enter, and if you smell it, you can live three hundred and sixty years." This is the refining method of ginseng fruit.

However, how does this ghost baby know such a secret?

"Hehe~"

Guiying rubbed her hands and smiled obsequiously:

"Master, your yang life is not long, and your yin life is not long, how about we share this fruit together? You..."

"Supposedly, it's okay to give you this Yinshou, but this time it won't work..."

Yang Yue shook his head slightly.

"You, don't you want to add this 'Yin Shou' to him..."

The ghost baby came to his senses, pointing to the tomb of the Taoist, stuttering:

"But, but the Taoist priest is already, physically and spiritually dead."

"not necessarily."

Raising the hand, the ghost baby was pushed ten feet away, Yang Jue loosened his five fingers, and the real stick spread out, allowing the ginseng fruit to fall to the ground.

Many days after the mantra passed away, Yang Ju never gave up looking for it. He didn't believe that the old Taoist who had been the pinnacle of martial arts many years ago would really disappear without leaving any traces.

"call!"

The moment the fruit fell into the ground, Yang Ju took a deep breath, only to feel the strong aroma in his mouth and nose, and the vigorous vitality rushed to his limbs and bones.

In an instant, drastic changes took place in his body.

The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were smoothed out by invisible force, and his white hair turned into blue silk, and the roots hung down, shining with crystal light.

Qin Si covered her mouth and let out a soft breath, only to feel a majestic anger rising from Yang Ju's body, sweeping away the lingering twilight energy.

crackling~
The muscles and bones of the whole body are rubbing against each other like thunder, and the vigorous vitality is surging, filling the holes and gaps in the body...

"My Yinshou..."

The baby ghost rushed out, licking and rolling frantically on the ground, its heart ached to the extreme.

After a while, he turned his head in dismay, with a sad face:
"call!"

Yang Ju took a deep breath again, his breath was long and long, and with just one blow, the flat ground was blown by the wind.

The air flow swept the remaining medicinal power into his nose and body, turning into bits and pieces of vitality to fill the huge void in his body.

Qin Si also smelled it. At this moment, her body surface was glowing, her energy was soaring, and she was a little smoky. Even the white dog's eyes were shining, and it was sticking out its tongue, breathing heavily.

Only the ghost baby squatted on the ground, feeling the Yinshou disappeared in the tomb, wanting to cry but not crying:
'It's bitter, it's bitter!With my yangshou, without blinking an eye for 300 years, refining precious fruits, I don’t even remember that I also need yinshou...'

Yang Jue could only pretend that he didn't hear the ghost baby's wailing. He had already made up his mind about the "yin longevity" of this ginseng fruit.

hum~
In the gloomy tripod, the book of life and death shines brightly.

Yang Jue's thoughts changed, and he locked the lonely grave in front of him by opening the entrance of the secluded Cui cave and using the remaining pages of the book of life and death.

Between life and death, there are many secrets that he cannot know at this time.

But tombs and corpses are the only means of survival. If there is still a ray of breath left by the man of truth, then this tomb is the only way to find it.

And this Yinshou is the bridge that Yang Jue uses to penetrate the body of the Taoist of the truth and the soul that may not be completely dispersed!

call!
During the thought, Yang Jue's mind was completely lost in the book of life and death. Relying on the mystery that seemed to exist, he only felt that his mind was drifting to a high place.

Boom!

At a certain moment, Yang Jue felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood, but his eyes slowly lit up in a trance.

The invisible force interrupted his spying, however, in that glimpse, he saw a strange but familiar scene.

"Dayan Mountain!"

……

……

Whoosh!

High in the air, the wind is extremely cold and extremely strong.

Standing on the eagle's back with his hands behind his back, Yu Jing looked down at the land and mountains under the clouds and mist. Seeing the dots of greenery, he couldn't help feeling relieved.

"God, after all, there is a way out for people..."

Wind, thunder, rain and snow, any thing in the world, if there is too much, it is a disaster. It snows for a while, it is not considered a snow disaster, but if it goes on for many years, it will be really terrible.

"Although this snow disaster is in the future, the alien barbarians outside the Great Wall have already arrived... When a country is about to perish, there must be disasters. With natural disasters and man-made disasters coming together, it's no wonder that the old Zhang family's world is coming to an end."

The old man in a black gown sighed slightly:
"It's just that the person chosen by my uncle is afraid..."

"Teacher's decision, there are no mistakes or omissions, Senior Brother Han, don't hesitate, if you have something to say, hold it in, if you can't hold it back, just get out."

Yu Jing did not pretend to speak.

This old man's name is 'Han Yilong', he comes from Ding'an Road, and he is a disciple of 'Lin Xunyi', one of the six gentlemen of the Xu family.

"..."

Han Yilong almost choked to death, his face was ugly, and it took him a while to swallow this breath:
"Junior Brother Yu, you..."

"Xingzhou, we're here!"

Yu Jing lowered his eyes, and a tall and majestic city was built next to the river.

On the Northwest Road, there are three prefectures: Yan, Xing, and Li. The two of them have already recovered. When Xingzhou takes over, all the northwest will be taken.

Boo!
The eagle chirped softly, fluttered its wings and landed.

Yu Jing came quickly, and he didn't cover up Xingzang. Soon after he landed, a group of people came in a hurry.

More than two years ago, Wang Muzhi, who was sent by Yang Yu to select the Northwest Road, soon after, the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain rushed to the Northwest one after another.

Xingzhou is an important place, so naturally there will be no one there.

In fact, Yu Jing didn't do much when he went to Lizhou. The two rebellious troops occupying the city were defeated by Yang Yu successively. These cities belonged to the land of no man.

As soon as Yu Jing arrived, the remaining resistance forces were also defeated and fled one after another.

"Brother!"

"Uncle Master!"

"Master!"

All the people saluted one after another, some frowned, while others were relieved.

"Why are you frowning? But there was an accident in Xingzhou City, and you couldn't take it?"

Han Yilong frowned.

"Return to Master..."

The first person responded bitterly:
"The disciples and others took down Xingzhou City more than a month ago, but who would have expected, but who would have expected, the masters of the imperial court would follow..."

"City, has it been taken?"

Yu Jing interrupted him.

"Uncle Hui, the city is still in our hands, but the reason why those court masters besieged and did not attack is that, that is..."

"wait for me."

Yu Jing sneered, not surprised.

The disciple was apprehensive at first, but Yu Jing didn't panic at all, nor did he criticize harshly, but stepped into the city and ordered the city gate to be closed.

Not long after, the masters of the imperial court also followed.

Under the changed banner, Yu Jing stood with his hands behind his back. He could see someone coming, his expression was dignified, but he was not surprised, he just sighed:
"The Taoist priest is also a generation of high-caliber masters, why do you need to take this muddy water?"

"Pindao has already been in it, but how can he get rid of it?"

Taoist Yunni also sighed, but his face, which was divided between dry and prosperous, was as calm as water:

"Your Majesty's royal chariot is approaching, and Yang Prison's source is at a great loss. Even if he still has the strength to fight, he is doomed. Why do you..."

"Doomed?"

Yu Jing raised his eyebrows.

"The details of the imperial court are beyond your imagination, and Yang Prison, no one else can use it except you..."

Looking at Yu Jing, Taoist Yunni said lightly:

"Do you know that the reason why you have won so many cities these days is because Pindao is waiting for you outside Xingzhou City?"

"That's a big thank you!"

Yu Jing smiled.

"You need to go back and forth from one city to another, but Poor Dao, as long as you are captured, the entire Northwest Road can be recovered. At that time, there will be only one dead Yang prison, one lonely city,
What else should I bring to face His Majesty's personal conquest? ! "

　Good night everyone.

　
(End of this chapter)