The first cause of all realms

Chapter 637 Aftermath
It's about to happen, it's unstoppable!

When the frightened Lingying brought the news that Taoist Yunni had been arrested without a fight and was escorted to the Northwest Dao City by Yu Jing, such a thought arose in Nie Longtian's heart.

And quickly occupied all his mind!

"Uncontrollable, uncontrollable!"

On Feiying's back, in the swift gust of wind, Nie Longtian's expression turned extremely ugly.

He was not surprised that Yunni descended in fear of death. A Taoist who had never fought to the death and only knew how to draw talismans behind closed doors, expected him to die, and ghosts would not believe it.

But after all, he is in the realm of ten capitals. Looking at the past dynasties, he can be called a land god!
Such a person, no matter what he is originally, must have arrogance in his heart, and he will be caught without a fight. It can only be that life and death are on the line, irresistible, and even impossible to escape!

What this means, he knows all too well...

"In the Northwest Dao City, the cloud and mud that can be crushed have no escape, and can only be captured with nothing..."

Xingzhou City is far from Daocheng in the northwest, so it is not as exaggerated as thousands of mountains and rivers, but it takes more than a month to go back and forth even if it is an eagle.

The distance is so far away, and his supernatural powers can still subdue Yunni...

In the strong wind, Nie Longtian seemed to feel that it was a bit cold this day.

The body of a hundred battles, the honor of a martial saint.

Except for the few people in this world, in the past few decades, he has never been so afraid of a single person.

In particular, that is just a younger generation who is worthy of being promoted to a grand master and who is too young to stand up...

"It's just a broken page, but it's so terrifying?!"

Shocked, unwilling, fearful.

Looking down at the dark mist rising above the ground, Nie Longtian's chest heaved and his breath was heavy, and a touch of regret rose in his heart.

He didn't know how Yang Qiu did it, but it must have something to do with them not doing it right away!
"My lord, I'll wait..."

Han Fengfu followed closely. In the strong wind, his face was equally ugly, and he was also shocked by the news that Taoist Yunni was captured.

Daoist Yunni, although he is ranked at the bottom of the list, but his reputation is too great, in the capital of the gods, he has the name of a national teacher.

Such a character, actually...

"His wings are already full, so I have to retire temporarily..."

Nie Longtian looked indifferent.

He naturally knew that Yang Ju's method of "life for life" had great limitations and could not be used easily.

In the past few months, he has gathered Han Fengfu, Yan Xiaoer, Fang Yulong and several great masters invited from the martial arts to enter the city together.

However, a big defeat and a loss!

Even before entering the city, he was forced away by Qi Daoguang's Fang Tian's painting halberd, and with the latest issue of the Splendid Mountains and Rivers List, it spread all over the world.

He also had to give up.

At this moment, Yang Jue, under the Martial Saint, has almost no opponents, but above the Martial Saint, who is willing to change with him?

Han Fengfu smiled wryly and sighed.

He wasn't that afraid of the dark mist under him, after all, it was impossible for that Yang prison to live with him, but...

"I knew today, I knew today..."

Ten fingers flexed and stretched tightly, Nie Longtian gritted his teeth, held his breath, before the surrounding fog was completely enveloped, he urged Feiying to stay away from the Northwest Road.

No matter how furious and unwilling he is, he also knows in his heart that even though Yun Ni is at the bottom of the list, he is still among his peers.

He couldn't resist it, and he, I'm afraid he couldn't resist...

On this day, Yun Ni was captured, Nie Longtian was defeated and fled to the Northwest Road, the six gates, Jinyiwei, and even the east and west factories, the masters who were dormant here all retreated one after another.

And this news, accompanied by everyone's actions, spread throughout the world like a violent storm.

Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, for more than four hundred years, except for the short period of peace, for the first time, a land has completely escaped the control of the imperial court!

All of a sudden, the world shook.

……

……

Huhu~
Thousands of eagles come from the east, covering the sky and the sun, and wherever they pass, they all attract everyone's attention.

Outside the Daoist Palace, Emperor Qianheng stood in front of the white jade railing with his hands behind his back, overlooking the earth. He could only see the white clouds and gray dogs changing from time to time, and the mountains, rivers and mountains could be seen at a glance.

"It is said that in ancient times, immortals and Buddhas lived in the world, and there were often immortals who soared into the clouds, traveled to the North Sea at night, stayed at the glacier at night, and traveled to the vast sea every day..."

Holding on to the railing, Emperor Qianheng sighed in his heart.

Over the years, he has strictly abided by the precepts of the Taoist sect, and practiced uninterruptedly in the morning, noon, and evening. Unfortunately, it seems that it is true as those people said that "the emperor cannot become a fairy".

He was unable to keep the precepts successfully.

Of course, he never believed in these things. According to his estimation, it should be the reason why he has not taken the third step...

"The legend is true. There is an ancient inheritance in our sect. In the ancient years, there were countless fairy mountains in the world, and there were flying immortals everywhere..."

Holding the fly whisk in his hand, the old Taoist with white beard and hair said softly:

"However, Your Majesty is the emperor who comes to the world, and even the immortals of ancient times must submit to him. At this time, it is difficult to show the power of the gods, but the change of heaven has not yet come.

Once the sky changes..."

"Fellow Daoist Feihong, if the emperor is here, how would you dare to rebel and disobey the mud legs of the world?"

Emperor Qianheng returned to his senses with a cold expression.

Feihongzi's heart trembled, and he said seriously again:
"It's just that the sky has not yet come, and His Majesty has not yet obtained spiritual wisdom..."

"is it?"

Emperor Qianheng sneered, but he didn't bother, he just said:
"Fellow Daoist Feihong, you don't need to make a big fuss when you return to the capital, but if someone dares to tamper with the 'Imperial Secret Vault', then you know what to do..."

"Pin Dao understands."

Feihongzi responded, feeling a little surprised:
"The secret vault is so precious, why don't your majesty carry it with you? The human race bag is enough to hold a mountain, a secret vault, if you want to come..."

"Some people want the secret library to stay, so let them do it."

Emperor Qianheng smiled lightly.

Feihongzi's heart was slightly cold, but he understood: "If the prince..."

"Ok?"

Emperor Qianheng looked indifferent.

"Your Majesty forgives me for my poor speech..."

Feihongzi immediately lowered his head, bowed slightly, and disappeared above the Dao Palace, like a breeze, submerged into the sea of ​​clouds.

"Xue Dilong..."

Emperor Qianheng rolled his eyes.

"His Majesty……"

Liu Jing came in a hurry, holding a silk book in his hand, trembling slightly:

"Something happened..."

"Where did you rebel, or where did you kill officials?"

Emperor Qianheng looked as usual and asked casually.

"Return to Your Majesty, Master Yunni fell, fell into the northwest, and was captured by others..."

"Um?!"

Turning around suddenly, Emperor Qianheng's breath became extremely terrifying for a moment, causing the Dao Palace to emit a long-lasting roar:

"What did you say?"

Liu Jing couldn't help breathing, lowered his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yun, Master Yunni was trapped in the northwest and was captured..."

"He didn't fight to the death?!"

The cold soliloquy came, making Liu Jing's back wet and his heart beating violently. He wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to speak.

"Your widow, treat him like a national teacher. He has been favored for decades. Fu Shuiguan treats him like a prince. How dare he..."

Emperor Qianheng closed his eyes and suppressed the fury in his heart. After a long time, he looked at the trembling Liu Jing. The latter trembled and held up the silk scroll.

"The book of life and death, and the book of life and death..."

With a glance, the silk book burned itself without fire, and instantly turned into white smoke and dissipated in the sky.

silence!

Liu Jing couldn't breathe well. After a long time, he finally couldn't hold it anymore and kowtowed, "Your Majesty, we fell together. This is a big change that hasn't happened in 400 years. I think..."

"When Henry Zhang is invited?"

Emperor Qianheng interrupted his words, his eyes became sharp and indifferent, and he ordered:

"I passed on my decree, ordering King An and Chen Bing to 'Liezhou', ordering Chen Tong, Han Yu, and Mo Qilin to lead the east and west factories, and Jinyiwei's elite to cooperate!"

"His Majesty?!"

Liu Jing's heart trembled, and he lost his voice:
"Chen Tong, Han Yu, Mo Qilin and others are chasing after the nine elders of the Liansheng Sect, so don't do anything!"

"The three of them can't move without authorization, Henry Zhang, can they move without authorization?"

Emperor Qianheng's face was as heavy as iron, and his voice became sharper:

"Get off!"

With an angry reprimand, Liu Jing coughed up blood and fell down. Even though there were thousands of words, he had no choice but to swallow them all, and retreated with a gray face.

In the strong wind, Emperor Qianheng looked cold:
"The widow wants to see how much life you have, and you can redeem your life!"

……

……

With the city as the node, the large invisible energy that echoes the remnants of the Book of Life and Death spreads towards the entire Northwest Road at an extremely fast speed.

But this process is not easy.

Northwest Daocheng has fewer mountains and more mountains. According to Yang Yu's estimation, this process will last at least a year, or even longer.

However, it is also fortunate that there are fewer cities and more mountains, otherwise, even if there is a rebel army attacking first, and the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain help with all their strength, they will not be able to win the entire Northwest within two years.

"call!"

Breathing out a turbid breath, Yang Jue calmed down. In front of him, this batch of "Little Blood Exchange Pill" has been blessed.

Fate counts for individuals, and there are more or less backlashes, but the pills are different, even if there are hundreds of them, they are only a little tired, and there is no backlash.

Order people to take away this batch of elixir and distribute it to the new army.

Yang Jue got up to go out, and Zijin Tunsha Treasure Gourd couldn't conceive his fate out of nothing, he had to go wandering in the street every few days.

With the book of life and death in hand, understanding the people's sentiments is naturally an excuse, and absorbing fate is the purpose.

"Grey's life, but it can't get any lower..."

Feeling the vibration of the purple gold gourd, Yang Yue shook his head slightly in his heart.

Those who possess golden and red fates, once their fates are absorbed, even if they can be regenerated, they will lose their colors.

Gray and white will not lose color, and even when regenerated, there is a very small possibility of giving birth to a higher fate.

Because it is gray and white, it is already low.

Without the white dog, he restrained his breath. Yang Jue's travels did not attract anyone's attention. As he walked through the streets and alleys, Zijin Gourd was already heavy and did not want to move.

"Fate..."

With a thought, all gray and white energy vibrated in the purple-gold gourd, combining two by two, gray turning black, white turning green, two-way combination.

In the past few months, Yang Yu has synthesized countless lives, and besides what he needed for the 'Little Pill of Blood Exchange', he also left a large batch.

However, above gray and white, no matter green or black, they are not composed of two or two, but four or four.

To get cyan, it is already a number of eighty-eight, so increasing, a golden fate, the low-level fate required, can be called a huge amount.

Light green, dark green, light cyan, dark cyan, light red, deep red...

Soon, the number of lives in the purple gold gourd was exhausted, leaving only a touch of purple.

【Heavenly Wizards (Lavish Purple)】

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