The first cause of all realms

Chapter 725 Xiong and Kui!
That voice came from the statue!
Looking at the statues that looked like Buddhas and gods in the room surrounded by incense, Li Chuang's eyelids twitched, he took a step back subconsciously, and held down his waist knife.

He has been in charge of nearly one land, and in the past few years, he has naturally encountered many things, and he has even seen ghosts kill people with his own eyes, and the corpses are not stiff.

But the feeling that the statue in front of him gave him was much more terrifying than those ghosts.

The moment he glimpsed the statue, he felt his heart was heavy like a mountain, and his breathing was a bit difficult.

"If I were Qing Emperor in other years, I will repay the peach blossoms."

In the void, a voice came out. The voice was desolate and ancient. Li Chuang calmed down and thought carefully:
"This is a poem by Gao Jia at the end of the Tang Dynasty..."

He seldom reads, even though he has made up for it in the past few years, he has learned very little, but he has heard this sentence before.

Because, the old woman in the mountain taught him an invincible boxing technique, which she called 'Shenquan'.

It is Gao Jia's famous stunt.

"It's been 2000 years, and I feel the breath of the old man again. It's really heart-wrenching and full of emotions..."

"Huh?! You..."

Hearing this voice, Li Chuang was startled for a moment, and then he felt astonished.

What shocked him was not that the person in front of him mentioned that he knew Gao Jia, but that the moment the voice hit his ears, he didn't even have any doubts!
"You look a lot like him."

The voice of the god statue became peaceful. Hearing its voice, no matter how Li Chuang warned himself, he still became calm.

"Sure enough, the country is about to perish, and there must be evildoers!"

With the knife in hand, Li Chuang's eyes were stern.

"Monster? You are wrong... If the country dies, you will be lucky, and if you are scattered, you will not be able to suppress the heroes of the world, so the heroes are everywhere...

The so-called evildoer is just like Gao Jia at that time, and today's Ni. "

The god seemed a little dumbfounded and laughed:
"As for the deity, how can the birth and death of a mere secular dynasty be affected?"

Li Chuang wanted to smash the statue and retreated, but his hands and feet seemed to be disobedient, and he stayed in place:
"who are you?"

"Lu Chen."

Unexpectedly, the voice actually answered, and it was another well-known name.

"Lu Chen?! Who, which Lu Chen?"

Li Chuang's heart shook.

There are naturally many Lu Chens in this world, but looking at the weird clay sculpture in front of him and the Gao Jia mentioned in his words, Li Chuang couldn't help but feel shocked.

Lu Chen's name can be regarded as a well-known person in temples, in rivers and lakes, in ancient times and in the present.

As a martial artist in Jianghu, he is the first ancestor who opened up the line of martial arts.

In the temple, he personally destroyed the first unified dynasty in ancient and modern times.

More than 3000 years have passed, and he is still alive? !
"No matter who you are, showing up today is probably premeditated."

Li Chuang's heart was quite shaken, but he quickly calmed down and suppressed his thoughts.

"good."

The voice in the statue is very calm:
"The prosperity of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. People's hearts are like this, and immortals and Buddhas are inevitable.

The deity came here this time, and he did have a plan. "

This kind of honesty made Li Chuang a little at a loss, but he temporarily suppressed his thoughts and said in a deep voice:
"Why did you come?"

"This deity is here, and I want to take advantage of your luck to become my body..."

"You want to be resurrected?!"

Li Chuang finally couldn't bear it any longer, so he was about to reject it flatly.

But the statue seemed to be very familiar to him, and before he refused, an undetectable fluctuation appeared in front of it.

"Secondly, I will give you a fortune!"

woo~
The moment this object appeared, an irresistible urge surged in Li Chuang's heart. If it wasn't for his amazing self-control, he would almost jump on it.

"This is……"

He gritted his teeth tightly, the veins on his forehead popped out, and his breathing was short of breath.

But under the faint brilliance, it is a statue about a foot high, like a monk, like a Taoist, handsome and eyeless, made of unknown material.

"Daoguo, 'Great Hero'!"

His reaction was not what the idol expected:

"You have been with the Liansheng Sect for so long, and now you are in charge of half of the Dao. Presumably you don't know what Dao Fruit is, and you don't know how precious this thing is..."

"Daoguo..."

Li Chuang's heart throbbed deeply.

"Gao Jia got nearly half of this fruit back then. After his death, I spent thousands of years to find this thing from the sea of ​​laws..."

The idol said slowly:

"This good fortune is the second, and the third is to save your life!"

Resisting the urge to take that fruit as his own, Li Chuang sneered:

"Nonsense, Mr. Li hasn't been sick or injured for more than ten years, how can you save his life..."

"The fruit of the Dao is the essence of the heaven and the earth, the gathering of the principles of the law, which cannot be obtained without a natural fit. In the same way, according to the fruit of the Dao, you can also glimpse your destiny..."

The idol said lightly:
"Extreme hero is the rarest fruit of the extreme path, and there are not many in the universe. It is a good thing that your fate matches it, but it is not a good thing."

The attraction of this Dao Fruit is too great to describe.

Li Chuang had to divert his mind and had a difficult conversation with him:

"What do you mean?"

"Since you have learned Shenquan and want to know Gao Jia, let me ask you, who is Gao Jia's biggest enemy in this life?"

"Zheng Changgong!"

Li Chuang almost blurted out.

For more than 3000 years, the Tang Dynasty was also a shining era. Apart from the early Tang Dynasty, there were also many masters in the late Tang Dynasty.

Among them, the most outstanding one is Gao Jia, Zheng Changgong!
These two people have been enemies for many years, one is a great general in the late Tang Dynasty, the other is a hero in troubled times, the two have fought for half their lives, and there are even sayings in unofficial history that they are entangled for three lives.

In the end, Gao Jia killed Zheng Changgong, and was seriously injured in the end, and died a few years later...

"Gao Jia back then was the half of the best, and Zheng Changgong was one of the best..."

The idol leisurely said:
"You probably don't believe what the deity said, but you might as well listen to it."

Li Chuang's throat surged.

"It was a coincidence that when I got this extreme hero, I saw you faintly. What's interesting is that you shouldn't be like this now,
You were supposed to be valued by that Xu Wenji, you were supposed to be chosen by that Wang Mu, you were supposed to occupy the Northwest Road,

It was supposed to change the Ding Ding Da Ming and proclaim the Emperor Da Shun,
it should……"

With his eyes closed, Li Chuang seemed to see the half-smile expression of the god statue, and he said with a light smile, just like the whispers of ghosts and gods in legend:
"Do you know who is the thief who stole your luck, the enemy who stole your fate?"

Snapped!
Suddenly grabbing the stone statue about a foot high, Li Chuang gasped for breath, his body was covered in sweat like he was suffocating.

But his heart was satisfied like never before, as if a large piece that had been hollowed out could be filled at this moment.

An indescribable feeling circulated and brewed in his heart.

"Northwest Road..."

……

……

Huhu~
There are intervals between heavy blizzards, but the frost on the mountains and the land has not stopped for several months.

I chatted with my mother-in-law for a while, and when she fell asleep, Yang Qian got up and went out, chose some gifts, and went to visit Weihe.

Yu Liuequan's masters followed with a worried and uneasy face, not daring not to follow, and not daring to get too close.

Over the past ten years, Wei He had several chances to be promoted, but he declined them one by one. Relying on the elixir left by Yang Yu, he returned to the top, and even once touched the threshold of Qi and blood.

It's a pity that he is old and frail, and there is no hope of breaking through.

But relying on Yang Jue's improved Yiqi Jue and other martial arts, his martial arts business is extremely good.

There is an endless stream of apprentices every year, even if the enrollment is expanded many times, it cannot accommodate...

The familiar alleys are gone.

The Wei Family Martial Arts Hall is already a colossal building that occupies an entire street, and the sound of shouting and boxing exercises can be heard from afar.

"Brother Yang, are you here to learn martial arts?"

Qin Si was a little curious.

Her eyesight is not bad, but because of this, she was even more surprised. Of course, this martial arts gym is not small, but there are very few disciples who exchange blood, whether it is fists or feet, or internal energy, they are all very shallow and loose.

Although there are a few small masters who have exchanged blood four or five times from time to time, it can also be seen that this martial arts gym is only a slightly larger martial arts gym.

This……

Looking at the martial arts hall, and then at Yang prison, she was hit again.

She came from a famous sect, her ancestor was once a strong man who discussed Taoism with King Zhao of the Western Mansion, and her uncle was also a Martial Saint-level existence.

But she...

"Yeah, I remember back then, I wasn't very diligent in practicing martial arts..."

Yang Yu sighed a little.

Martial arts training is very hard, and he came to a different place suddenly, and he didn't care about it, but at that time, he was too poor to afford the consumption of martial arts.

In order to practice martial arts, in order to make up for the shortfall, he ate the soil for two full years...

"..."

Qin Si didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Because she has practiced martial arts since she was a child, she has been very diligent...

The arrival of Yang Prison naturally caused an uproar, the Wei family martial arts gymnasium, the inner and outer alleys were filled with crowds, and there were hundreds or thousands of onlookers.

All kinds of discussions resounded even more.

"All folks, please."

Yang Jue cupped his hands, greeted his acquaintances, and then entered the martial arts hall surrounded by a group of senior disciples.

In the past ten years, Wei He has not changed much, but his wrinkles have deepened a lot, and there are no monkeys around him.

"The monkey died of old age last winter..."

After knocking on the cigarette bag, Wei He sighed slightly:

"Although they were raised for three generations, they were originally used to practice the beheading knife, but they are gone, and I still feel a little stuck..."

"A monkey can only live for 30 to [-] years. It is not easy for it to be with you for such a long time."

Yang Qiu was not good at comforting others, seeing Wei He was still a little sad, so he couldn't help adding:
"It's really uncomfortable, let's find another one..."

"Also... huh?!"

Wei He was nodding at first, but when he heard it, he almost didn't take a puff of cigarettes, and coughed several times:
"Are you looking for a wife?"

He glared at Yang Ju angrily, the sadness in Wei He's heart went away a lot, and he asked him what he had experienced in these years, feeling a lot:

"Who would have thought that the old man could teach such an apprentice. It's a pity that most of the old guys who are familiar with him are dead, and there is no one to talk about..."

Yang Yu couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

During the conversation, Yang Yu asked about Hu Wan. Last time, he sent a letter to the Northwest Road, but unfortunately he was not found.

Old man Wei understated it, but actually sighed a little:

"Xu is dead, Xu is still alive, you can't find it, what can the old man do?"

"Auspicious people have their own appearance, Senior Brother Hu will be fine, maybe he will be back in a few days..."

Yang Jue sighed slightly in his heart.

Jianghu is small, but also very big.

Like Hu Wan, there are too many warriors who have not exchanged blood a few times in the world, so many that it is impossible to find them.

"Go, go. You really have too much influence here, hundreds of thousands of people, don't trample people to death!"

After a few cups of tea, old man Wei had already started to drive people away.

Yang Jue didn't leave in a hurry, he gave him a few bursts of true energy, and left a lot of pills behind, so he got up and said goodbye.

There are not many acquaintances of him, and even fewer are alive.

After visiting a few people such as Wei He and Zhu Shisan one after another, Yang Qian went to buy some pots of old wine and some ingot candles, and left the city.

In the blizzard, there were many solitary graves outside the city, and in one of them, Yang Qiu saw a familiar figure.

Wang Wu, who had a broken arm, leaned on the tombstone, drank wine, and was not surprised to see Yang Jian coming, so he patted the tombstone:

"Tsk, eat two meals of ingot candles a day, this kind of treatment, even if I die! It's cheap for you old boy..."

When the distance was far away, Yang Jue hadn't noticed it yet. When the distance was a little closer, his heart skipped a beat. Subconsciously, he turned to the secluded tomb and looked at the lonely grave:

"This tomb..."

　Good night……

　
(End of this chapter)