The first cause of all realms

Chapter 677 Fulong Court! (Thanks to the lord lz 槑)
Sitting on the top of a group of mountains, in a row of boundless wilderness, separated by eight thousand miles, the two seemed to have seen each other under the pull of an invisible air mechanism.

boom!
There was a long-lasting beep from the huge shrine, and the noise was so loud that the masters living in tents around the shrine woke up one after another.

In the main hall, the ink mist was surging like a tide, and there were faintly visible figures standing or sitting, all looking out of the main hall.

"This is?"

There are many masters who can gain a foothold outside the Seven Killing Shrine. Although they didn't find anything unusual when looking at them, they could faintly smell something unusual.

"Who can make the old demon react like this?"

The moment this thought flashed through everyone's minds, it seemed that they had an answer.

When that name surfaced in their hearts, the invisible pressure made them hard to breathe.

Among them, the vast majority are from inside the pass, and many of them are wanted persons, and what's more, they were forced to escape by this person.

And this uneasiness reached its climax when seeing densely packed monk soldiers climbing up the mountain.

"Henry Zhang."

In the hall, the old demon lowered his eyes:
"So impatient, did you break through that barrier, or..."

Tapping the handrail lightly, at a certain moment, he looked outside the hall, and saw a woman dressed in tulle, with a graceful figure and a pretty face, walking slowly in the strong wind.

"Yan Fengqin!"

The woman's arrival immediately attracted the attention of everyone, and someone recognized her identity, and couldn't help but jump in their hearts.

There are not many women in the world who are famous, and there are only a few who are famous for their martial arts. Ninety percent of them on the Splendid Mountains and Rivers List are men, and the remaining ten percent are mostly taught by Liansheng.

Yan Fengqin is one of them.

The nine great elders of the contemporary Liansheng Sect, this person has the most famous reputation and the most ruthless methods. He has been arrested by the Six Doors and Jin Yiwei for many years, but he is still at large.

"Junior Yan Fengqin, pay homage to Palace Master Seven Kills."

Under the eyes of everyone, Yan Fengqin walked to the front of the main hall, bowed slightly, and performed the ceremony very respectfully.

"Yan Fengqin?"

In the hall, the old demon raised his eyes:

"Are you the only one in your teaching?"

"If you go back to Palace Master, because of the incident in Ding'an Dao, the sect is quite busy, and the elders are not free, only the juniors lead the team here..."

Yan Fengqin paused slightly, smiled and said:
"However, the Palace Master's miraculous skills are world-class, and he invites heroes from all over the world to gather together, so why would he care about such a small amount of power in my teaching? This junior is here just to admire..."

"Huh~"

The old demon smiled lightly and looked at the slightly embarrassed Dark Moon Dharma King:

"You are this?"

"The little monk broke his halberd and returned, ashamed of the Black Mountain Taoist brother."

All he said was that the old monk who had climbed the mountain was already ashamed, but luckily his face was dark with deep folds and he couldn't see clearly.

"The King of Fa has not fought against others for many years, and it is inevitable to lose occasionally. However, the martial saints of the Ming court, and Mu Qingliu, do not seem to be in Baizhou..."

The old demon meant something.

Dark Moon Dharma King's face turned red, he knew that the old demon was mocking him, but he couldn't do anything about it, so he folded his hands together and kept silent.

He didn't answer, and none of the monks and soldiers who followed him dared to speak, which made the onlookers confused.

"That's all, the Dharma king will go on his own."

The old demon glanced at it coldly, but didn't say much, but the coldness in his heart was a little more.

With the power of one temple to rule a country, the four people in Eternal Temple, including Li Yuan, are not idle people. The defeat of Dark Moon Dharma King inevitably made him feel a little turbulent.

3000 years of great luck, when the sky is changing, it is time to change the offensive and defensive situation...

Outside the main hall, Dark Moon Dharma King turned around silently, and all the people retreated one after another. Only Yan Fengqin stood where she was, and bowed slightly again when the crowd dispersed.

The old monk seemed to be aware of it. Looking back, he saw her lips slightly parted but there was no sound. It was obviously a sound transmission. His heart moved slightly, but he still retreated.

Yan Fengqin walked into the dark hall after a while.

Not long after, the black tide surged, but even he couldn't see the scene clearly, he could only smell a faint breath that made his heart tremble a little.

"is her……"

Dark Moon Dharma King's heart trembled, he restrained his thoughts, turned and left.

In the temple, looking at Yan Fengqin who was bowing in front of her, the old demon frowned deeply, and after a long time, sighed rarely:

"Unexpectedly, this day came so quickly..."

……

……

The sun rises in the east and shines brightly.

At the foot of Dayan Mountain, Feng Wushuang came here in a hurry. She didn't like flying on an eagle, and she didn't touch the ground for several months, so her spirit was not very good.

Of course, going back to Dayan Mountain was the biggest reason why she was in a genuine mood.

If possible, she would never want to come to this ghostly place in her life, but why...

"Could the person surnamed Li be the illegitimate child of this old hag? I've never seen her treat people so well, even giving away two personal magic weapons..."

Someone muttered and was immediately warned.

"Yuan Zhaodi, no matter how unrestrained you are, I'm afraid all the sisters will be killed by you!"

Feng Wushuang frowned, and the former immediately shut up in fright.

"Don't underestimate that Li Chuang. He didn't show himself before he gained power, but after he gained power, he really has a somewhat tyrannical temperament. Be careful when dealing with him in the future."

After reprimand, comes admonishment.

Working together for several years, at the beginning, she naturally looked down on Li Chuang, thinking that his martial arts were mediocre, but after the incident, she gradually discovered how powerful he is.

It's only been a few years, but they have managed to win over masters from all over the world. There is a faint tendency to consolidate forces.

"Sister said yes."

Everyone responded one after another, but Feng Wushuang sighed in his heart, knowing that they didn't take it to heart.

call!
At a certain moment, Feng Wushuang suddenly stopped in his tracks, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and took out a silk scarf from a certain bush.

"Senior sister, the old witch called me into the mountain, I'm so afraid of her, I'm so afraid, I'm so afraid..."

On the silk scarf, there is only one sentence, which seems to be written in blood, and it has faded a lot by now, obviously, it has been a long time.

"Baby Lier..."

Feng Wushuang's expression dimmed, and all the women following her also wept silently.

"Sister..."

Yuan Zhaodi showed sadness and worry:

"The old hag urgently called me to come, could it be..."

"To shut up!"

Feng Wushuang glanced at her, and told everyone to wait here in a deep voice, while he collected his thoughts and walked into Dayan Mountain.

In the small courtyard that is like spring all the year round, the flowers and plants are luxuriant. The kind-looking old woman took care of the flowers and plants tirelessly. Hearing the sound of footsteps, she just put down her work.

With a kind smile, like a grandma waiting for her granddaughter to return:
"Wu Shuang is here? It's been a long time, why don't you come back to see it? I really want to scare grandma..."

"Ding'an Road is too far away..."

With a stiff smile, Feng Wushuang had no choice but to lower his head to report, feeling extremely disgusted in his heart.

"Oh, the journey is too long, and it's too much to go back and forth. However, in a few days, I won't be driven by the distance."

The old woman smiled and asked about the progress of her Taoism practice.

Feng Wushuang didn't dare to be negligent, and told the truth, but also pretended to be puzzled and asked why.

"The tide has risen for more than [-] years, and the time will finally come. Soon, the 'Cloud Soaring Technique' taught by grandma to you will no longer require an altar, nor will it be limited by the altar."

Saying that, the old woman paused slightly:
"On your way back and forth, did you not notice that the evil spirits are thick, and have you not heard that there are many places where evil spirits cannibalize people?"

"Evil ghosts eat people?"

Feng Wushuang was startled.

She had heard of some, but she didn't take it to heart, she just regarded it as a rumor spread by someone.

But when these words came out of the mouth in front of him, it was quite different.

It has been said that the sky has changed and the tide has risen for thousands of years, but it is really coming?
"In recent years, the spiritual qi between heaven and earth has become much stronger. The tree that grandma has planted for many years is finally about to bear fruit..."

Feng Wushuang glanced over from the corner of his eye, and among the flowers and plants, there was a small tree about three feet high. At this moment, it had already produced bright red fruits like blood.

"This vermilion fruit, also known as 'Qi Xue Zhen', in previous years, may not bloom once in a hundred years, but now, it has only been 30 years, and it is already about to bear fruit."

The old woman smiles unabated:

"Grandma called you back this time because she wants you to go through the whole journey for me, and take a medicine to lure me for the final irrigation..."

Feng Wushuang was terrified, but still bit the bullet and responded:

"What, what kind of medicine is not in the teaching, and you need to find it elsewhere?"

"Hehe~"

The old woman smiled.

Hearing the sound transmission, Feng Wushuang's face immediately turned pale.

……

……

woo~
The cold wind blew across the snow field, and the copper bell on the old horse's neck kept ringing.

The moment the invisible energy filled the air, Yang Jue felt his brows burning, and couldn't help but look up.

At this moment, he felt a desolate, ancient, and chaotic atmosphere rushing toward his face, and in a daze, he seemed to see a huge statue of a god standing on the top of the mountain.

"Gathering energy and spirit, resting with the country, this old demon is sure that the artifact will move north!"

Playing with a dull relic, Henry Zhang looked back.

"Fulong Court?"

Yang Jian's heart moved, and he took the opportunity to ask.

"It's not bad, after all, it's a very tiring and cumbersome method."

Henry Zhang nodded:

"Martial arts practice, at its root, is nothing more than the three words 'spirit, energy, and spirit', but these three words are subdivided, and they are so vast that it is difficult to build one's own boat to cross the world without borrowing foreign things."

Yang Qiu listened quietly.

Henry Zhang is so good at being a teacher, and he has benefited a lot along the way.

"Actually, the way of immortality is not bad. The so-called four steps of becoming an immortal are just using the name of the ceremony to use the fruit of the digestive tract for one's own use."

Henry Zhang said casually:

"A poor, civilized and wealthy emperor seeks immortality, and wants to absorb great power for himself. It has never been something ordinary people can afford. Helping the Dragon Court is mysterious to say the least.

"This old demon supports Sirius, so, outside this fortress, his aura is much better than inside the pass..."

Yang Ju was thoughtful.

It's not difficult to understand, he is in the Northwest Road, and he can feel the benefits in the dark without mentioning the book of life and death. There are some benefits in the end.

Whether it's practicing or fighting with people.

　Good night everyone, Gouzi continues to code...

　
(End of this chapter)