The first cause of all realms

Chapter 661 Strong winds stop the mountain!
Pound, pound medicine...

Na Shabi's eyelids twitched, and he was sweating profusely.

Who is the fifth white eyebrow?

The plague devil who bears millions of lives!
According to legend, it has a hundred plagues on its body, and where it passes, chickens and dogs will not live, and tens of thousands of people will die within a breath.

Not to mention him, even those big figures in the royal court are afraid of him.

"Pounding medicine?"

Nayuta frowned:
"Mr. Fifth was joking..."

As soon as his voice changed, several masters, who were already facing a formidable enemy, held down their swords.

For a while, the atmosphere in the account became very depressing.

"There is a rebellious son in the family, and it is difficult to grow a foundation. Brother Ashina, since you are reluctant..."

After a brief silence, Fifth Baimei chuckled lightly:
"Then, just treat the old man as a joke."

With this smile, the dignified atmosphere dissipated immediately, and Nayudu's complexion eased:
"Mr. Fifth, I don't know that the generations of me, Ashina, are not prosperous. Although this beast is not up to the mark, he is the only son..."

That Shabi broke out in a cold sweat, he wanted to leave, but he didn't dare to leave, for a moment, his heart beat like a drum.

"Brother Ashina, you have come all the way, did you not notice that the evil spirit in the world is getting heavier?"

The fifth white eyebrow said.

"Ok?"

Nayuto's heart moved.

"Yin evil rises, a hundred ghosts live, according to the tide theory of Sanxiao Sanren, at this moment, it has come to the time of the sky change..."

Seeing his frown, Fifth Baimei glanced lightly at the trembling Sha Bi, and said:
"If the world changes, people's souls will never die. The so-called descendants, in fact, don't matter so much..."

Sha Bi's body trembled, and his complexion suddenly turned pale.

"The so-called change in the sky, who knows if it's true or not?"

Nayuta turned around:
"That Fang Zhenghao didn't know what kind of good luck he got. His martial arts advanced by leaps and bounds. With the help of the situation of Dacheng soldiers, the tenth-grade Overlord Spear, if he doesn't leave the group, even this king can't do anything..."

"After all, they are the three masters of Longyuan handpicked by Lord Zhao. Under the Martial Saints, there are very few people in the world who can break through the three barriers..."

The fifth white eyebrow did not hesitate to praise.

In fact, the name of Longyuan's Three Heroes is much louder outside the pass than inside the pass. These are veteran generals who crawled out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

Relying on Zhang Xuanba's perfect "Ba Zunbing Situation", Fang Zhenghao, who is in the midst of thousands of troops, is by no means comparable to other great masters.

He has not been on the list of mountains and rivers, but there are very few people on the list of mountains and rivers who are sure of defeating him in the army.

Hearing him praise the enemy, Nayuto's eyes lit up:
"Among these few people, there must be Mister Fifth..."

"Fight, of course I can't fight. It's just that the old man was born as a pharmacist, so he is not good at fighting head-on..."

While speaking, Fifth Baimei stretched out his hand, holding a red pill between his crystal five fingers:
"This 'Wanwen Pill' is made from the hearts and blood of nine people from Fang's family - old, young, young, strong, male, female.

"Wan Wen Wan."

Nayudu was apprehensive, but pretended to sigh:

"The fifth gentleman's method, the king will not doubt it, but Fang Zhenghao is a veteran general in the army, and it is not easy to kill him by poisoning him?"

Looking at the pill, Shabi couldn't help saying, while being frightened:

"Half a year ago, Wanyan Keng tried to poison him, but he couldn't get close at all. That Fang Zhenghao was too careful..."

"The other generation poisoned, or dropped into the water, or landed on the food, or the weapon. The smarter ones only passed the air flow, but how can they compare with the old man?"

Fifth Baimei sneered, disdainful and proud:
"The old man's 'Wan Wen Pill' is based on the 'bloodline', which is unavoidable and unstoppable.
Otherwise, if you crush this pill, you can curse and kill the nine clans of the Fang family, young and old, regardless of whether you can get five clothes or not..."

"The world is still so poisonous?!"

The two father and son gasped and looked at each other, both of whom could see the fear and fear in each other's eyes.

Such poison...

"Unfortunately, there is still a medicine missing..."

Fifth Baimei glanced at Sha Bi again, the latter stepped back a few steps as if struck by lightning, his hands and feet trembling a little.

"Mr. Fifth, don't scare him. If there is a need, you can ask for it. I guess there is no medicine in this world, so it is rare to live with this king."

Nayuto said in a low voice.

"In the Path of Plague, medicines are divided into lower, middle and lower grades, five poisons in the lower grade, four qi in the middle grade, and six desires in the upper grade. Needless to say, the six desires and the four qi are not mentioned, just take the five poisons and one flavor..."

The fifth white eyebrow is not a secret:
"The five poisons of mine are not poisonous insects, but greed, hatred, ignorance, arrogance, and suspicion... These kinds of medicines are really hard to find. Your son has a bit of greed and hatred..."

That Shabi shuddered, almost wanting to run away.

"Greed, hatred, ignorance, arrogance, doubt..."

Glancing coldly at his useless son, Nayudu groaned with his hands behind his back, and suddenly looked outside the curtain blown by the wind, who was waiting from a distance with his bare upper body, Shakuang.

"A man addicted to martial arts becomes obsessed, and he can open the entrance. Such a person is rare in the Golden Tent Royal Court. Brother Ashina, is he willing to do so?"

The fifth white eyebrow shook his head slightly.

Nayuto was also reluctant, but his face was cold and hard:
"It's just a dog, I'm so reluctant to say it..."

After saying that, he was about to go out, but Fifth Baimei stopped him:

"This person can be a candidate, and the one who is really the best choice is also outside the pass..."

"Ok?"

Nayudu frowned, but saw Fifth Baimei's subtle expression, like anger or resentment, and said coldly:
"At this moment, in the middle of Lanshan Pass, there is a great medicine. His surname is fifth, and his name is 'Jie'. He is my brother, and he came to kill me..."

"Fifth Jie?"

……

……

click~
The dark red armor fell off piece by piece.

Underneath it was a body as strong as cast copper and iron, with blue veins tangled and undulating like snakes, running through the flesh and blood, and fitting on the tall skeleton.

But at this moment, this lean body was covered with scars, unscattered fist marks, chopping with knives and axes, and the most serious one was a sword wound from the left shoulder to the right crotch, which almost cut it in half obliquely.

It can be seen with the naked eye that dense granulation is wriggling in all the wounds, but they are still unable to be repaired, and even the blood flow does not stop.

The doctors scraped the bones and applied medicine to him in a frightened manner. Just looking at him, he felt pain to the marrow of his bones.

"I still remember that the last time I was injured so seriously was more than seventy years ago..."

Looking at the scars on his body reflected in the bronze mirror, Fang Zhenghao's cold expression was in a trance for a moment.

All the apertures were opened, and all the injuries faded away. In the past few decades, he has hardly seen so many scars on his body.

"Such an injury..."

Feng Junzi frowned, a little startled.

Fang Zhenghao is not good at horizontal training, but as a veteran in the army, a master master, his horizontal training is certainly not bad.

He couldn't be more aware of what it meant to be bleeding profusely, and the wounds were inconsistent, appearing on his body.

"Three years of hundreds of battles, dozens of times of near-death and survival, after the battle, Liuji Mountain has been stained red with blood, like blood in the setting sun,
I have been unable to find the bones of my brothers in that mountain of corpses..."

Several pharmacists saw sweat on their foreheads, and after finishing their work, they withdrew one after another. In the room, Fang Zhenghao seemed to be remembering, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

"Ten generals in one family, nine of them died in battle. Great general, you will live up to your country..."

Feng Junzi let out a long sigh:
"It's a pity that the letter sent by Feng Mou has disappeared. There is no movement from the court, and there is no response from Linlong Mansion..."

"Old prince..."

Fang Zhenghao was silent for a moment.

"The people who are full of people in the dynasty, how can they know the hatred of the country and the family? It's ridiculous that Emperor Qianheng wants to take this opportunity to deprive Prince Zhao of his military power. He doesn't know it. If the mountain is broken, the country will be destroyed!"

Feng Junzi sneered and sighed:

"I only hate Prince Zhao, who took a step towards the door and stopped. If he sat in that position, I'm afraid it will be very different now..."

"Things back then were too complicated. It's because he didn't want to take them, but he couldn't."

Slowly holding his upper body, Fang Zhenghao remained expressionless:
"The old prince at that time didn't have the peerless force that he would later have, and that old emperor was even more ruthless than Qianheng..."

To this day, whenever this matter is mentioned, there are still countless people who sigh with regret. Doesn't he have any regrets in his heart?

After several years of fierce battles and hundreds of fights, many people were killed, but the one who was summoned was a new emperor who was stepping on the dragon chair and seeking longevity.

Who can be willing?

"Unfortunately, unfortunately..."

Feng Junzi shook his head again and again.

Fang Zhenghao didn't answer, put on armor and held a gun, and was about to go out:
"The wind and snow will stop, those wolf cubs, I'm afraid they are about to break through again."

Feng Junzi suddenly asked: "General, if you really have no help, what should you do?"

"How to do it, how to do it."

Taking a light look at Feng Junzi, Fang Zhenghao stepped away, and after a few ups and downs in the wind and snow, he had already landed on the city wall.

"Who said I have no heroes in Baizhou..."

Standing at the door, Feng Junzi sighed silently.

A response echoed not far away:
"It seems that I said this?"

With half white hair, sallow complexion, and thin Confucian robes fluctuating in the wind, Fifth Jie came slowly and stopped at the corridor.

He looked towards the top of the city:
"An old man said that the human heart is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. You really don't deceive me! If you don't see it with your own eyes, who would know that an ambitious person also has the heart to stick to it..."

He was surprised.

As a teacher of Xu Wenji, he is naturally familiar with Longyuan Dao, and among the three masters of Longyuan, Fang Zhenghao is the one he despises the most.

I always feel that he was born in a small family, and there is an indescribable twist in his body, but when I see you today, I have to admit that I have underestimated this person.

"If it weren't for that, senior brother, why would I be here?"

Looking at his junior who hadn't seen him for many years, Junzi Feng was even more surprised:

"It's you, the fifth son who once said that 'clothes must be expensive and people must be beautiful', how did you become like this?"

"People change."

Fifth Jie leaned against the railing, a little lazily:

"By the way, have you been to Northwest Road in the past two years?"

Junzi Feng shook his head:
"Never."

"Through the northwest this time, I thought it was full of devastation and ten rooms and nine empty rooms. I don't think so, that kid did a good job..."

Fifth Jie glanced at his senior brother:
"To be honest, it's not bad."

"With the help of Wanxiang Mountain, if you still can't do it well, it's really hopeless."

Junzi Feng had heard of this, but it was not surprising. What surprised him was the change in Fifth Jie.

Who was the former Fifth Jie?

The fifth son of a thousand-year-old wealthy family, fond of fine clothes and fine wine, fond of beautiful wives and beautiful concubines, the son of the Fang family of a wealthy family in Baizhou, in his eyes, he is just a small family.

"How could you be a lobbyist for Yang prison?"

"It's not a lobbyist, it's just a feeling."

The fifth Jie reached out to catch the snow:

"In the past few decades, I have wandered around many places and met many people. There are actually quite a few people who are more 'hostile' than Yang Prison..."

Feng Junzi frowned.

His aversion to Yang Ju has actually been around for a long time.

He was born in a noble family, but Yang Jue started his career by uprooting aristocratic families all the way...

Especially after his people occupied the Northwest Road, the big and small families in the territory were almost uprooted, not to mention the fields and property, and a lot of people were killed.

Such a person is really too cruel...

"These days, I've been thinking about why Yang Ju is better than those Qianlong and 'human masters'..."

Fifth Jie pinched his beard and smiled strangely:
"In the end, I found that, in fact, he didn't seem to do anything. You said, is it strange..."

Feng Junzi was silent for a moment, then said:
"You came to block the mountain, I'm afraid it's not just to help me?"

Fifth Jie rubbed his nose, feeling a little ashamed: "Actually, you've got it wrong, I'm here this time to ask you to help me..."

"???"

　Continue to code words, two more will not be less...

　
(End of this chapter)