The first cause of all realms

Chapter 652 Can You Fight Martial Saints? !

The tide ebbs and flows, and everything annihilates.

There are actually not many records about the ancient times in the current world, and most of them come from fairylands and illusions from all over the world.

Not to mention vague, but fragmentary.

For example, Bai Ze once served as Kuixing's mount. If he hadn't caught a glimpse of this matter from the fate map, Yang Yu would never have thought that there was such a relationship between the two.

With his casual glance, Taoist Yunni's eyelids twitched again, and he felt an indescribably strange look in his eyes.

It's not like looking at people's eyes...

"Master Yang, this is the official list of Xingli Erzhou, the list of generals and schools..."

Yu Jing stepped forward and handed over the list.

He naturally knew that Yang Jue held the book of life and death in his hand and knew the situation of Xingli and Erzhou like the back of his hand, but it was still inevitable.

"Mr. Yu has worked hard."

Yang prison took over the list, and he wanted to read it, although the officials of Xingli Erzhou knew it well.

Without exchanging too many pleasantries, Yu Jing was extremely tired, so he reported a few words briefly and then went back to his room to rest.

"Daoist Yunni, we meet again."

Only then did Yang Jue look at the old Taoist opposite him.

Although Yun Ni was at the bottom of the list, it was only because of his inability to attack and kill with supernatural powers, not because of his lack of potential.

In fact, not to mention the hidden rank of Bai Ze, just the book of divine talismans inherited by Fu Shui Dao is worthy.

As Zhang Xuanba once said, his accumulation is sufficient, and he can even fight him.

The use of talismans depends on the person.

The same Ten Thousand Layers Vajra Formation, blessing the Great Master, and blessing the Martial Saint, are two completely different results.

Not to mention, the talismans mastered by Taoist Yunni are far more than just one vajra talisman.

"Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate."

Taoist Yunni has no expression on his face:

"Being the king and defeating the enemy has been like this since ancient times. Although the old Taoist doesn't know how you do it, you cursed me thousands of miles away, but if you lose, the old Taoist will naturally admit..."

His hair was almost completely white, his breathing was unstable, and his loss of longevity made him weaker than when he left Dayan Mountain.

However, even though he had already confessed in his heart, at this moment, he still couldn't lower his head, his expression was stiff.

As soon as Yang Qiu lifted it, a futon flew over by itself.

"On the way, the old Taoist once thought about it, if you don't kill me, there are only a few possibilities, or the loss of life is quite large,
Either you want the old Taoist to work for you, or you just want to take a fancy to my Fu Shui Guan's secret god-seeded god-run book..."

Taoist Yun Ni stood upright, keeping his eyes on Yang Yu's left and right, and said in a deep voice:
"Yes or no?"

"If so, so what?"

Yang Jue looked at him indifferently, thinking in his heart, how many moves he could break his three thousand vajra talisman array at this moment.

As for Yunni, he was naturally not surprised, because there was no other possibility at all.

"I, Fu Shuiguan, live with the country. I have received the emperor's grace, and I am called born. In fact, I have joined the world and worked for you. It is impossible.

As for the divine talisman book, it is the inheritance of the sect, you are not in my opinion, and I cannot give it to you..."

"It's about this time, you still want to play the machine striker?"

A cold snort interrupted his words.

The air wave rose suddenly, Yang Ju stretched out his five fingers, grasped the wind in his five fingers, and just slapped casually, the martial arts field could not help buzzing:
"It seems that you really don't know what it is called a man-made knife and I am a fish..."

"and many more!"

The violent wind almost tore the Taoist robe, and the moment the palm print reached his body, Yunni finally opened his mouth, and cold sweat slipped from his temples.

The person in front of him really didn't hold back.

He was almost certain that if he didn't speak, this palm would really slap his head into his chest...

"One quarter of an hour."

Yang Jue closed his palm, his eyes were cold.

He has never been an aggressive person, but Fu Shuiguan, not a martial arts sect in the usual sense, and he has served as the master of the temple, in fact, he is more like a dignitary.

Such a person has been in court for many years, and his thoughts are deep and changeable. Unless he is pushed to the limit, he will never talk to you.

His time is precious, and he doesn't have the thought and patience to fight with him and slowly talk about official words.

"it is good!"

His teeth seemed to have been crushed, Taoist Yunni's chest heaved and his hands were shaking, which was too rare for him who had been drawing symbols for many years.

But he was extremely angry, and extremely aggrieved.

Who is he?

The unique master of talisman in the world, before becoming ten capitals, could sit on an equal footing with the ministers of the current dynasty, and discuss friendship with the prince and vassal king on an equal footing.

Have you ever been treated like this?
But he still endured it, holding his breath, and said the words that he had pondered for a long time on the road:
"In my view, there are two Dao Fruits, 12 Renyuan Great Pills, nine Faluo Pills, thirteen altars of Fajiu, two hundred catties of pure gold, and three thousand forging divine weapons..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was extremely rich.

Monks and Taoists are the same, some are poor and some are extravagant and wealthy.

Yang Ju still remembered the Taoist priest of Moyunmen who he met back then, who came down the mountain because he couldn't survive. He was also a Taoist priest. How rich is Fushui Temple?
Of course, Taoist Yunni is worth a fortune and is located in a prosperous place in the city of gods. It is not surprising that he has such a family property.

only……

Seeing that Yang Ju was indifferent, Yun Ni gritted his teeth and added: "...Besides, the old Taoist can also swear that he will never embarrass you again."

"No matter how rich Fu Shui Guan is, he can't be as rich as a land. If you have a little wealth, you will buy your life. Do you look down on me, or do you think you are cheap?"

Yang Jue's eyes were cold, and he would not be tempted:

"If you want to leave the Northwest Road, you can only go sideways, there is no room for negotiation..."

The ten capitals are the same martial saints, any achievement is the gathering of talent and luck, and both are indispensable.

He was able to capture Yunni this time because of the book of life and death. If he leaves the Northwest Road, unless he can dominate the world, it is basically impossible to catch him a second time.

It is naturally impossible to let him go.

"Sure enough, it's man for the knife and I for the fish..."

The old Taoist sighed, as if he was getting older:

"Only the divine talisman book, I can't give it to you! The old man will ruin his life, as long as you don't force me to fight with the court, then, before the end of my life, I can draw a talisman for you..."

After all, he closed his eyes, but it was impossible to take a step back.

"it is good!"

He had already given up hope, but he didn't expect that Yang Jue would respond with a full mouth, and the eyes that made him open again were a little startled.

"You can write a letter to call your disciples to the northwest..."

Without saying anything, Yang Ju raised his hand, and naturally soldiers stepped forward to lead the old man down.

Call ~
In the breeze, Lin Daoren suddenly appeared, looking at the cloud and mud in the distance:
"I thought you were going to force him to take out the 'God Rune Book'."

"Although the talisman book is good, it doesn't suit me."

Yang Yu shook his head.

The ranking map of the ten capitals can accommodate one Dao Fruit, three Divine Seeds, and four Divine Abilities. In addition, for each additional Dao Fruit, there is one more Divine Ability.

Ji Dao Kuixing is a rare three-way fruit rank, and can have two more supernatural powers than ordinary supernatural power masters.

But at this moment, he already has the four supernatural powers, and he has merged into one, but he still occupies two places.

In addition to the supernatural powers of Di Kui Xing who have already been calculated, he actually only has one spot.

The talisman book is certainly not bad, but it is not worth mentioning when compared to the "Congenital Great Capture" in the Five Viscera View recipe, which is most likely related to the legendary supernatural power.

His purpose is just to leave the cloud and mud and let it draw symbols.

"Poor Yunni, who is a majestic city, became a prisoner with a careless move..."

Lin Daoren sighed, a little sad.

Looking at Yunni at this moment, he couldn't help thinking of his teacher, if back then...

"If you and I lose, we will never end up half a point better than him."

Yang prison was very calm.

With blood on his hands, he's never been a nice guy, let alone have much sympathy for his enemies.

If there is no Taoist who speaks the truth, the broken pages of the book of life and death, and the old demon of Heishan, Yunni and Nie Longtian from more than two years ago can chase him to heaven and earth.

"Winners and losers, there is nothing to say."

Lin Daoren was not a soft-hearted person, so he pressed down as soon as a thought flashed across his face, and said instead:

"The change of owner of the god species is rare in ancient times. It shakes the earth and lifts the sky. How do you feel now?"

He is a little curious.

Taking one step forward, the world is very different. After being promoted to Martial Saint, he has improved a lot, but now looking at Yang Qiu, he also sensed a trace of danger.

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

Mentioning Qingtian, Yang Jue's expression was subtle.

The change of master of the god-seeding will not be transferred together with the practice. The sky-lifting he obtained is naturally one level, but combined to shake the ground, the superimposed power of the two is far greater than before.

It's hard to say how he's improving, but at this moment, Lin Daoren, maybe he can touch it?
As his mind turned, Yang Ju couldn't help but feel a little bit excited:
"Try your hand?"

……

……

Summer goes and autumn comes, and in a blink of an eye, winter comes again.

This winter, it was even colder outside the Great Wall, so cold that both sides could no longer fight. The offensive and defensive war that lasted for more than a year came to an end for the time being.

Huhu~
The fierce cold wind blows across the sky, and the snow is scattered all over the earth with goose feathers. As far as the eye can see, there is a vast expanse of whiteness, everything is chilling, and life and death are hidden.

At this moment, the sky is only dim, and it is the coldest time of the day, but outside Longyuan City, it is crowded with people.

Headed by Longyuan Palace and Daoya, Jinyiwei, Six Gates, garrison generals, officials big and small, country gentry...

Almost the entire upper floor of Longyuan Dao City was greeted twenty or thirty miles away, and waited for two hours in the cold wind.

During this period, Zhang Wen'an coughed repeatedly, feeling a little uneasy and bored, but seeing his sister-in-law standing at the front with a blank expression, he could only wait patiently.

It wasn't until around noon that the crowd suddenly became agitated.

All the people raised their heads one after another, and saw a spectacular scene, with more than ten thousand flying eagles flying across, like dark clouds covering the sky.

In the middle, thousands of strong men hold up a square of ultraviolet inner gold with the momentum of lifting a tripod, and the Taoist palace is rich and powerful even from a distance.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

After the eagle descended slowly, the roar of mountains and waves, like a tsunami, rushed far into the sky.

Wearing a Taoist robe, Emperor Qianheng leaned on the railing and watched, letting the cold wind blow, and the boredom of traveling for many days was relieved.

"The wind blows..."

Looking far away, he felt that the sky and the earth were one color, and the scenery was extremely beautiful. He wanted to write a poem, but he was disturbed by the sound of the mountains and tsunami, so he couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Crack!"

　Good night everyone...

　
(End of this chapter)