The first cause of all realms

Chapter 690 Who Is In The Sky And Which Is On The Ground? (end of this volume)

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Huhu~
The goshawk fluttered across the night sky.

Under the starry sky, the snowfield is getting farther and farther away, and the tall city gate located between the mountains and rivers is also very small from here.

Yang Ju looked down, his eyesight was very good.

At a glance, inside and outside the city gate, many Baizhou elite riders led by Feng Junzi bowed to see them off. You could even see two brothers Yu Taoren, Kuni, Qi Changfa, and Lin An who packed up their belongings in the corner and were about to leave.

"That gentleman, you are very wary of us..."

Qin Si, who had just mastered the real handle for the first time, took the initiative to prop up the real handle to resist the violent howling airflow. This is also martial arts practice.

Behind her, the white dog was trembling, staring at the bloody corpse with seven holes, and the hairs all over his body exploded.

A great master-level martial artist can survive death for many years, let alone this one.

Its imposing manner was so heavy that the white dog and the goshawk did not dare to approach it for a time. Even if they approached under Yang Jian's reprimand, they could not calm down at all.

The white dog just exploded its hair, while the goshawk was mad and seemed to be flying wildly. It flew nearly [-] miles in half an hour...

"Otherwise? The joyous Natou bowed, and offered his wealth, life, wife, children, and checkpoint territory with both hands?"

Yang prison is not surprised:
"We don't have the aura of domineering..."

"Is it the overlord's spirit?"

Please pull your temples, Qin Si slightly shook her head:
"He seems to be quick-witted and intelligent, but he doesn't know the truth that it's difficult to defend alone. When Prince Zhao was around, Sirius was already ready to move. With his old man gone, how could he be able to defend this barrier?"

"It's not that he doesn't understand, it's just that he doesn't want to."

Withdrawing his gaze, Yang Yu's heart is like a bright mirror.

As with anything, there are pros and cons.

He wiped out most of the gentry in the Northwest Road, and paid enough money and food for the people in the Northwest Road for several years, and there was no squire's restraint for all kinds of big and small matters.

Similarly, he also offended the gentry in the world.

Even if Gentleman Feng intends to join him, his family will never agree. As far as Yang Yu is concerned, he abides by the precept of 'lawlessness', from himself to outside.

He himself strictly abides by this law, and he will not show mercy to him outside the law.

Therefore, when they returned this time, the two tacitly skipped the matter and did not talk about it. Feng Junzi didn't know how to speak, and Yang Jue didn't bother to pay attention.

He had no intention of wooing the gentry at all, with his mind open and secluded, and the book of life and death in his hand, he didn't need to pick talents from the gentry at all.

Yang Qiu didn't speak directly, but Qin Si was smart enough to guess what he meant, what he wanted to say, but didn't know where to start, so she just sighed softly:

"Prince Zhao is the pillar of the Great Ming Dynasty. Once he leaves, I really don't know how chaotic the world will be..."

Yang Yu was silent.

After experiencing this battle, he truly realized Henry Zhang's supreme deterrence. Perhaps he has not left the customs for decades, but he also suppresses the whole world.

With his own strength, he may not be able to withstand the ten states of Ming Dynasty, but he is enough to shock and kill anyone who dares to violate the frontier and claim the title of king.

Whether it is the old demon of Montenegro or Da Li Fan Ruyi.

For a while, neither of them had any interest in talking. After a long silence, Yang Qiu took out the silk book that Henry Zhang gave him last.

A silk book, thirty to fifty pages long, is the No. 1 combing of martial arts in this world, from the exchange of blood to immortality.

From shallow to deep, it is extremely detailed, and even includes how to avoid restlessness of Qi and blood during the first blood exchange, as well as various matters that beginners need to pay attention to.

Flipping through silently, Yang Jue confirmed himself, thoughtful.

Because it is the first draft, this silk book has very distinct personal characteristics, Zhang Xuanba, so analyze his own strengths and weaknesses.

"... 13 blood changes, the predecessors have exhausted, although not the best, but the most peaceful, suitable for the public.

But the five levels of foundation building are too general, the old man thinks, whether it is like a cow or a dragon, it is still in the field of blood exchange, and the theory of the five levels needs to be subdivided..."

"Tendons, skin, bones, viscera, marrow, brain... Martial arts, in the final analysis, is the control of oneself. It is better to divide the five levels into six levels, to promote by exchanging blood, to change oneself from the outside to the inside..."

"It's actually meaningless to divide internal training and external training. The road to martial arts must be both internal and external. Both are indispensable..."

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Thousands of words are eloquent, which is Zhang Xuanba's understanding of the Thirteen Blood Exchanges and the "Six Foundation Buildings", and thereafter it is similar with minor differences.

It wasn't until the porch was opened that there was a change.

"Will! Martial Saint's will is formed by the convergence of mind and soul. Thinking of it as a person, the mind is the fist will, and the soul is the body.

The six levels of foundation building can also be applied here!Treat your will as a person, and refine all its tendons, skin, bones, viscera, marrow, and brain! "

Seeing this, Yang Yu's eyes froze.

Here, it is an unheard of change.

"Refine your will as a human being..."

Yang Ju murmured in his heart.

Below it is Henry Zhang's detailed explanation of how to practice 'will', with ten times as much information as before.

This has never been done before, from the great master to the martial sage, and then to the martial sage, the practice method of "human immortal".

"Three elements return to one, close to the five viscera, the five viscera hide the spirit, the spirit, the soul, the will, the soul, and the essence, the five qi are united, and the will is born...

The will is illusory, why practice it?The old man compares the will of three elements and five qi transformations to the innate qi...

This qi is the root of human beings, just like a newborn baby, it is filled with the six foundation-building barriers, and when it is completed, it will lead to the great accomplishment of martial arts.

At that time, every punch will have life, and wherever the fist goes, it will be like soldiers in an array, rushing to kill the chaotic army, naturally there will be no disadvantages.

...... Only when the soul and body are united can one see the gods, and only then can the gods be immortal! "

At the end of the text, Yang Ju's mind was in a trance, as if seeing the old prince preaching in person, it was deafening.

"Human Immortal..."

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Rumble!
With an earth-shattering roar, the huge Fengtian Hall fell from mid-air and landed on the wilderness hundreds of miles away from Longyuan City.

Like a meteor falling to the ground!

In an instant, the earth cracked open, and countless silt surged up into the sky, reaching a height of tens of feet.

The smoke and dust billowed and spread, as if thousands of earth dragons trampled in all directions, filling the sky.

Boo!
Boo!
Above the long sky, thousands of flying eagles uttered shrill screams and collapsed one after another, unable to even form a formation.

Many experts in the Shence Army looked into the distance in horror.

A group of light blue clouds drifted down from the sea of ​​clouds, it was a giant beyond anyone's imagination.

How many kilograms?
How many catties?
Much more than that!

"That's it, a whale?!"

Many people who watched the battle from a distance were all stunned when they saw the giant light blue monster.

This scene is too spectacular.

It was much more shocking than Fan Ruyi's push across the field and the defeat of Commander Han Shan's Shence Army.

The big whale in the sea can easily weigh a hundred thousand catties, but the one above the sky at this moment is bigger than the normal big whale, I don't know how many times or more than ten times bigger.

Where it passed, the clouds and mist surged like the sea, like a giant kun in mythology, stirring up the wind and clouds, and its long hissing sound exceeded the limit of human ear power.

With a long hiss, more than [-] Flying Eagles and Arrows were scattered, and they shot down the Fengtian Temple from a high altitude!
boom!
With a loud noise, Han Shan, who was blocking Fanruyi, rose from his body again, and the shells seemed to hit the ground, and the steel and iron bones were beaten to the point of deformation.

At this moment, he could no longer stand up.

For this one, Zhang Yuanzhu did not hesitate to waste all kinds of rare treasures and the Taoist soldiers refined by his first general, and scrapped it as much as possible.

And the [-] Shence Army led by him were completely crushed on this wasteland, their flesh and bones turned into mud!

"This army is not inferior to the Xuanjia elite cavalry of the past. Unfortunately, you are not Zhang Xuanba, nor Han Shan 400 years ago, but a Taoist soldier with incomplete intelligence..."

Gently wiping the trident, Fan Ruyi's expression remained unchanged, and he glanced at Wang Muzhi who was far away, and immediately he didn't care.
His eyes fell on the dusty ruins.

The Fengtian Temple is worthy of the rudimentary form of a magic weapon. Such a violent collision only knocked off the bricks and tiles outside, and there was no injury inside.

"Fan Ruyi..."

Amidst the smoke and dust, Emperor Qianheng was extremely embarrassed, the white light in his sleeve robe was like a tide, but he couldn't seize the opportunity to release the 'heart nail' at all.

"The race bag, the heart nail... This is naturally the best magic weapon, not to mention the old man, Zhang Xuanba may not be able to resist..."

Fan Ruyi stood still.

The dense crowd behind him has already rushed up like a tide, not only ordinary soldiers, but even six gates, Jin Yiwei, and even masters in the Shence Army.

"Too deceiving!"

Finally, Emperor Qianheng was furious and couldn't bear it any longer. When he stretched out his hand, the cloth pocket at his waist was thrown into the air.

hum!
Accompanied by a buzzing sound, Fan Ruyi's expression changed slightly. At this moment, even tens of miles away, he actually felt a crisis, and even, suddenly, he felt a sense of loss of strength in his hands and feet, and a feeling of numbness all over his body.

But he was already prepared, and with one step, he was already submerged into the ground.

boom!
In the next moment, the storm exploded like thunder.

This scene is so terrifying.

Tens of miles away, Wang Muzhi felt his clothes dance wildly and felt a great suction force. He looked farther and saw the storm was overwhelming, and sand and rocks were flying everywhere.

In just two moments, all the people who rushed towards Fengtian Temple like a tide disappeared without a trace.

Only the figure of Emperor Qianheng running away at top speed.

"Fan Ruyi, Xu Wenji, Wang Muzhi..."

In the storm, Emperor Qianheng's face was ashen, and while he was unwilling, he couldn't help feeling a sense of depression that he had never seen before.

With the three magic weapons in hand, if he stepped into the Martial Saint, even if Fanru was twice as strong, he would definitely not be able to avoid the power of this magic weapon.

But he is not a martial sage, Han Shan is not a complete martial sage, but Wang Muzhi only looks on from the sidelines and will not help himself.

At this moment, he was extremely shocked and angry.

In the 30 years since he ascended the throne, he has never been in such a state of embarrassment. The king of a country, surrounded by a group of officials, was hunted down to such an embarrassment on his own land.

"His Majesty!"

Behind him was the scream of the veteran.

The 400-year-old monk of the Ming Dynasty has no shortage of diehard loyalists, but facing Fanruyi, even Liu Jing only resisted for a moment before turning into a walking dead.

Rumble!
Suddenly, thunderous hoofbeats sounded in his ears, and at the same time, the bone-chilling chill behind him disappeared.

He turned his head suddenly, and saw the dusty sky at the other end of the wasteland, a black line galloping at extreme speed, and the banners were fluttering.

That is the Daming Dragon Flag,

It is also the flag of Xuanjia Army!

"Without Henry Zhang's Xuanjia Jingqi..."

Fan Ruyi stopped.

Looking at the white-haired Xuanjia army, which was far weaker than before, all old and weak, he couldn't help shaking his head slightly:

"Henry Zhang didn't want to take you out of the customs even if he died, so why bother?"

"Xuan Jia!"

"charge!"

Thousands of white-haired old soldiers, shaking their weapons and waving their flags on the wasteland, charged forward with a mighty army of super-magic tactics.

No generals, all soldiers, also charge.

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"Xuanjia..."

Emperor Qianheng's expression was in a trance for a moment, and he ran away amidst the shouts and urges of many veteran officials.

Gradually, there was no sound of horseshoes, no shouts of killing behind him, and no more that shivering chill.

"call!"

He let out a foul breath, and his face was pale. At this moment, his clothes were torn, his crown and boots were lost, and he was extremely embarrassed.

But he didn't have time to be sad, he picked up the human seed bag and the heart nail, hid his breath, and clenched it in a certain bush.

uh~
Suddenly, he heard the cry of an eagle.

Carefully look outside, and you can see a huge goshawk piercing the sky, leaving deep marks, its speed is extremely fast.

And on the eagle's back...

　Good night everyone...

　
(End of this chapter)