The first cause of all realms

Chapter 647 Coming soon, the secret of lifting the sky and shaking the earth!

After more than ten days, when Yang Jue pushed the door out again, under the darkness of night, Lin Daoren stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, looking at the galaxy in the distance.

His back is straight and his breath is lonely.

"After stepping on this threshold, I just realized how profound the teacher's realm is. His old man's will is several times that of mine at this time..."

Turning around, in Lin Daoren's eyes, there seemed to be rubbings of stars, shining brightly:

"Even if you want to die, you won't go so without a trace."

Yang Ju paused slightly, then bowed slightly:

"Thanks for protecting the law, senior."

Lin Daoren continued: "I don't know where the teacher has gone, but you can always find him if you go up to Qiongbi and down to Huangquan."

"After many years of oppression, once the situation was broken, the senior has reached the peak since then. It is really gratifying..."

Yang Ju clasped his fists.

"There are so many strong people in this world, and there are not a few people with powerful supernatural powers and Taoism, but there are only a few who can absorb the soul of the teacher silently."

Lin Daoren said to himself.

"Burning life to break through, there will be a short-term shortfall in the origin, and it will not be enough to make up for more than ten days. There are a lot of pills in the mansion, and the seniors can use them for themselves."

Yang Yu continued.

"Jing'an Mansion on Linlong Road, Dali Eternal Temple, White Mountain and Black Water, Aurora Mountain, Dayan Mountain on the northwest side..."

Lin Daoren's voice lowered:

"Big deal, come to the door one by one."

"... Regarding the will of martial arts, I don't know if the seniors have taught me?"

"Poverty, not afraid of death."

"The sky has five poisons, the earth has five elements, people have five viscera, and the five viscera hide the gods, god, soul, mind, soul, and essence... how to practice the martial sage's will?"

……

Under the night, the two seemed to be communicating, and they seemed to be talking to themselves.

Qin Si who followed followed with a wry smile, wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say, so she had to turn around and go to the kitchen to bring food and wine.

"Poverty, not afraid of death."

Holding the wine glass in his hand, Lin Daoren looked at Yang Yu: "You hold the book of life and death in your hand, maybe you know more, is the teacher in Dayan Mountain?"

"call!"

Yang Yu sighed.

He didn't want to answer Lin Daoren, but he also knew that there was no way to prevaricate this time:

"Dayan Mountain is located at the junction of Longyuan, Northwest, and Ding'an. I only have one at the moment, and I can't perceive its interior..."

There is no way to live with it.

What is entrenched in Dayan Mountain, Yang Yu is too clear, whether it is a sloppy Taoist or a man of truth, he has mentioned it more than once.

It is an old monster that is suspected to have survived for more than 3000 years, and has witnessed the rise and fall of martial arts through hundreds of generations and dozens of dynasties.

Such an old monster...

"Pindao understands."

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Lin Daoren seemed to understand. He lowered the cup slightly, raised it immediately, and drank it all in one gulp.

Drinking, dropping the cup, Yang Yu said:
"Not afraid of death, but not worthless."

He didn't doubt Lin Daoren's courage. A person who dared to enter Dayan Mountain alone without becoming a martial saint would not dare to become a martial saint without reason.

It's just that he never liked unnecessary deaths.

He has gone through more than ten years, and he has fought to the death countless times, but even when facing the old black mountain monster, he himself has the capital and means to fight to the death.

Rather than simply being brave, dying for death.

"That old woman is not human. 30 years ago, I was not the enemy of one and all. Now, maybe not now, and even 30 years later, I will not be..."

Ripples appeared in the wine glass, and Lin Daoren's knuckles turned white:
"Ten years? Thirty years? A hundred years? I can't wait forever. That old monster's life must be longer than mine..."

Unwilling!

Staring at the wine glass, Lin Daoren's heart surged, and his eyes were red.

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that even death is useless.

He is too aware of the terror of that old demon in Dayan Mountain, Dayan Mountain, since when, it has already been a restricted area for Wu Sheng.

More than 400 years ago, Zhang Yuanzhu, the great ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, almost died of the current masters in order to destroy the Liansheng Cult, but the old woman is still alive.

It's just being bound in the talisman array.

"ten years!"

Lin Daoren was startled: "What?"

"Wait for me for ten years, and go to Dayan Mountain together."

Yang Ju's expression was calm.

"Your kindness is appreciated by Pindao. However, even in ten years, you may not be able to cross the Martial Saint threshold, and even if you do, you will not be her opponent..."

After being startled, Lin Daoren shook his head and sighed:
"You probably don't know? A few years ago. Henry Zhang once went to Dayan Mountain..."

"Slightly heard..."

Yang Yu nodded.

This matter is not a secret, and there are actually many people who know about it. Of course, no one knows about all kinds of inside information and how the outcome will be.

He had asked the truth talker, but the latter just shook his head without saying a word.

"In the last years of the former dynasty, Liansheng caused chaos and stirred up the situation. At that time, the rebellious kings were mostly from the Liansheng sect, including Zhang Yuanzhu..."

Lin Daoren casually mentioned two sentences:
"Zhang Yuanzhu is a prodigy in the sky, and he pushed Yu Nei horizontally with his Tiangang fist, but he only sat in the world for decades, and he was severely injured in Dayan Mountain.

All the masters of Fushui Temple in the past died because of blessing the Dayan Mountain Talisman Formation, Taoist Yunni was an exception, on that day, he borrowed Zhang Xuanba's phoenix wings to make gold..."

Yang Yu's heart moved slightly.

Thinking about the fate of Taoist Yunni in the book of life and death, it seems that he was no exception, and he still died in Dayan Mountain...

"The specifics of that battle, few people know, the teacher once said..."

Lin Daoren looked silent:
"He said that Henry Zhang saved him with his life, and his kindness cannot be repaid..."

"Yeah, save me with my life?!"

Yang Yu's pupils shrank.

"That old woman, she should be the number one master of supernatural powers in ancient and modern times..."

Lin Daoren drank cup by cup:
"Ten years, I'm afraid it's not enough to become a Martial Saint. As for the ten capitals, then, it depends on fate, and..."

The words stopped here.

Lin Daoren raised his head, his eyes frightened:
"This is……"

At this moment, he only felt an indescribable breath descending suddenly.

Ignoring his strength and strength, he directly locked on his soul, and in a daze, his hairs stood on end.

"Life for life?"

"It's hard to say if ten years is enough to become a Martial Sage, ten capitals."

Lin Daoren's expression changed several times, but his eyes gradually brightened.

"What the seniors said is not bad,"

Yang Jue poured wine for him, and he himself had a glass to moisten his throat:
"But ten years is enough for me to bring Dayan Mountain into the book of life and death..."

"With your life, with your life..."

Lin Daoren's chest rose and fell.

Qin Si couldn't help but grab Yang Jue's left hand. She wanted to say something, but Yang Juan shook his head and signaled her to pour the wine.

"Whether it will be successful or not, at least it is better than senior going alone, right?"

Seeing him move, Yang Jue felt a little relieved, but there was also a shadow.

In the view of the five viscera, there are about a dozen pieces of ginseng fruit, which looks like a lot, but at a loss of ten to one, he really can't tell whether he can exchange for the old monster who seems to have lived for 3000 years.

Unless you find the seal of Yan Luo, the magic pen of the judge...

After throbbing in his heart, Lin Daoren frowned slightly:
"Besides the Dao of Ten Thousand Dragons, Daming is no more than the land of the nine realms. If you want to take the land of the three realms, I am afraid that Henry Zhang will not be able to tolerate you..."

"It's man-made."

Monkey wine can make a martial sage drunk. After drinking several cups, Yang Jue was a little tipsy. Up to this point, he didn't say anything bold. He just looked at the red clouds in the sky:

"It's about to dawn."

……

……

The moon hangs high, and the sky is full of stars.

In the wild forest at night, there are few people living there, the birds recede their wings, and the beasts tiptoe. Only the sound of mosquitoes can be heard from the bushes from time to time.

Call ~
For a moment, there seemed to be a breeze blowing.

Eight black boots landed on the weeds at the same time, before they touched the ground, they flew into the air again. Under the night, four middle-aged men in black military robes carried a sedan chair through the deserted forest.

The ink-colored sedan chair, which cannot be blown by the wind, is very strange.

Not long after, the four of them stopped, and the sedan chair landed in front of a mass burial mound, as stable as a mountain. At this moment, a deep voice came from the sedan chair:
"Brother Qi, we meet again."

In front of the mass grave with fireflies floating, Qidao CD sat on his knees, wiping Fang Tian's painted halberd lying in front of his knees.

For more than ten days, he sat quietly in the mountains wiping his halberd, swallowed the north wind hungry, drank the dew when thirsty, and emptied his distracting thoughts, just waiting for the "Secret of Lifting the Sky and Shaking the Earth".

When he heard the voice, he didn't even look back, he just said lightly:
"I really want to pull out my halberd and kill your sedan chair, and see if there is a human or a ghost behind it."

"Hahaha."

Laughter came from the car:

"Naturally, there are people in a certain family, but on the way, we met a few ghosts, brother Qi might as well take a look..."

woo~
There seemed to be a dark wind blowing, and accompanied by inexplicable cries, several black figures were thrown out of the sedan chair, twisting and struggling in the moonlight, howling and crying.

"The signs of a change in the sky are getting stronger and stronger. A few years ago, it seemed that only the grand masters who had passed away for a long time had their souls stay for a short time after their death.

But now, it seems that as long as there is a bit of resentment, it may turn into a resentful ghost..."

The voice in the car is muffled:

"Brother Qi, you are a great talent in the world. My cave master is eager for talent, and you have invited me several times, so you don't think about it anymore?"

"A group of mice who dare not show their true colors are worthy of talking about the word Qian Kun?"

Glancing at the howling ghost, Qi Daoguang was still wiping Fang Tian's painted halberd:

"Because you helped a certain family before, this time, I won't kill you, but next time you come to pretend to be a ghost in front of me, then I will make you a ghost!"

"Then don't miss today!"

The people in the sedan chair were neither angry nor afraid, they just laughed loudly:

"Brother Qi regards us as enemies, but we regard you as a confidant! The cave master came to the northwest to recruit the best fighters in the Jianghu. I heard that you have an appointment to fight Yang prison, so I sent my special envoy to do it for you!"

"Do it for me? I'm curious..."

"what?"

The right envoy of Qiankun was a little surprised.

"In the past few years, that Yang prison conquered the northwest, fought against Yun Ni and Nie Longtian, and even used his supernatural powers to win the life of the Black Mountain old demon..."

Qi Daoguang flicked Fang Tianji, humming like a dragon chant:

"Everything, one by one, even Qi Mou can't help admiring him. How dare you despise him so much?"

"Then Yang Prison has some tricks, but when he fought against Nie Longtian, he retreated with one move, forcing him to retreat from Heishan, and he also used his supernatural powers to redeem his life. Now, Huafa is born prematurely, half of his life is gone, and the road ahead is cut off..."

In the sedan chair, the right envoy of Qiankun was slightly taken aback, and then smiled:

"How can such a person compare with Brother Qi? The cave master of my family gave me the treasure of avoiding death and prolonging life, which can resist the life-saving magical power of that Yang prison..."

"I also said that your Qiankun Cave is so tyrannical, but it turns out that your eyes and ears are blocked..."

Qi Daoguang smiled.

"Go back and tell your cave master, you must hide it well..."

boom!
There seemed to be a thunderbolt exploding, and the wind blew the grass and trees, and Qi Daoguang's voice was extremely cold:

"If a certain family finds it, they must tear off its skin and take a look at what the hell is underneath!"

boom!
The sudden gust of wind swept across the fields, knocking down the big trees surrounded by the two of them, and the ghosts that were thrown out of the sedan were wiped out at the touch of a touch.

The expressions of the four Qiankun Cave masters who were carrying the palanquin changed drastically. They stood up and practiced horizontally, but they were still forced back by the invisible energy.

It wasn't until a white hand protruded from the sedan chair that it resisted the terrifying air wave.

"I know Brother Qi doesn't bother to use tricks..."

The right envoy of Qiankun sighed:
"But even the black mountain old demon can't resist Yang Yu's life-saving supernatural power, if there is any chance..."

boom!
The blazing blood is like the rising sun, the scorched vegetation is scorched, and the clouds are red.

"Ghosts are small and have no guts, how can they know..."

In the night wind, Qi Daoguang stood up, raised his halberd and strode across. When he was gone, his voice echoed in the wild forest:

"Victory is gratifying, and defeat is also gratifying!"

　Continue to code words, there is no problem in the middle of the night, I slept for [-] hours, and I was full of energy.

　
(End of this chapter)