The first cause of all realms

Chapter 745 Daxian, are you still there? ! (two in one)

uh~
The goshawk croaked, as if the sky frightened the sky and suppressed the clouds.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, the Red Blood Taoist who hadn't recovered from the heartache of the destruction of the protective magic weapon felt a chill in his heart.

"Who is this?!"

The Red Blood Daoist almost vomited blood.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to be only here to send invitations...

"Fuck!"

With a sharp shout, the black iron shield shattered, and the red blood Taoist screamed in his heart.

But unexpectedly, after this blow, there was no tingling pain behind his back, he glanced away from the corner of his eye, and saw that Wang Muzhi had already stopped his momentum, as if he had given up chasing and killing him?

"Wang Muzhi..."

Gritting his teeth and roaring, the Scarlet Blood Taoist turned his body around and escaped into the ground again. It was visible to the naked eye that the ground was infected with black ink and quickly turned into the essence of black iron.

However, Wang Muzhi still didn't move, he just looked at the figure on Goshawk's back with regret and expectation:
"Come earlier, but it will also save the old man from going to war... Fighting, killing and killing is not what a scholar should do..."

hum!
At this moment, it was already setting sun, and when night fell, the mountains and fields were already bleak.

But in the next moment, a continuous thunderbolt pierced the sky and illuminated the entire night.

Hundreds of thousands of zhang away, even a group of individual travelers from the rivers and lakes could only feel a vast expanse of whiteness in front of them, and those who were stabbed almost shed tears.

That ray of thunder was very much like the light of divine punishment descended by the ancient Thunder God. Its sharpness not only covered the ground where the smoke and dust billowed, but also spread thousands of meters away.

The piercing chill instantly enveloped all those who witnessed this light.

"Heavenly Will Four Elephant Arrows..."

Wang Muzhi's eyes froze, even though he knew that the person who came would never do anything to him, at this moment, he couldn't help but move his index finger, feeling a sense of crisis in his heart.

This meant that this arrow already had the power to threaten him.

"what?!"

Those who watched from afar already felt terrified in their hearts, bearing the brunt of it, the red blood Taoist who was pointed at by the sharp edge was almost frozen in place.

At this moment, half of his body was buried in the ground, half of him was outside, he raised his head in horror, his mind went blank for a moment, and then he uttered a violent trembling sound that he had never experienced in his life:

"Pointing to the ground into steel!"

The Scarlet Blood Taoist swears that this is the outburst of all he has, only a little worse than the shocking blow that Wang Muzhi felt just now.

But in order to withstand that blow, his protective magic weapon was already shattered, but at this moment, it was the 'pointing to the ground into steel' that he had exerted with all his strength.

boom!
boom!
Shi Potian was startled, the earth trembled violently, like an earth dragon turning over.

Under the light of the thunder, Wang Mu took a few steps back, and saw a deep black streak rising from the ground in front of him.

It was the essence of black iron that had been refined to the extreme, rising from the ground like a pillar like a mountain, straight and straight into the thunder that came from the sky and the ground.

At the same time, with the Red Blood Daoist at the center, the ink boiled, and the billowing cloud spread, supporting a black iron shield as thick as a city wall!

Seeing this scene, even Wang Muzhi couldn't help sighing, this man's use of the supernatural power of 'pointing the ground into steel' has reached perfection.

Such a defensive force, even if it is Henry Zhang, I am afraid that it cannot be broken easily.

but……

"Why don't you remember to eat but not fight..."

Boom!

It was too late, but in fact, it was extremely fast, before the thought in Wang Muzhi's mind flashed, accompanied by the loud thunder and explosion, the screams of the Scarlet Blood Taoist had broken through the surface and spread in the night.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Most of his body was almost turned into charcoal, and the red blood Taoist went crazy in pain, and he was so aggrieved that he almost vomited blood.

With the lesson from last time, he didn't know that the sky of thunder and lightning could restrain him, but he had no choice but to block it with a shield, how could he withstand the blow of the martial saint?
It's just that, in half his life, he hasn't even seen a person who knows how to use thunder, so why did he jump out of two today?

Or Wu Sheng? !
boom!
Before a scream could spread, it was drowned out by thunder.

Where an arrow lands, the electric current interweaves only on the surface, and the black iron essence under it, including the earth, is also pierced by the arrow after a moment.

Boom!

The earth exploded, and the unparalleled power fluctuated, instantly shattering all objects within a radius of tens of feet!
Even the remnant body of the Red Blood Taoist was thrown far away.

"what!"

The screams that were drowned out by the thunder came out again just now, the screams were as shrill as a night owl's whining, and it made people shudder to hear it.

call!
And it wasn't until the shock subsided and the light dissipated that the tourists in the rivers and lakes in the distance saw the goshawk coming from a distance.

"you……"

It was only when the shadow in front of his eyes fell that the Red Blood Taoist managed to recover from the severe pain, and he looked up with difficulty and resentment.

It was a swordsman dressed in black, young and indifferent, and the savage chill lingered around him.

In addition, he felt a familiar and fearful aura from this person...

"Qingtian, Shaking...you are Zhang, no, you are Yang prison?!"

After recognizing the visitor, the Chixue Daoist couldn't hold back his blood, and almost vomited out his internal organs.

The birth of Liansheng's old mother overwhelmed all major events and shocked the world, but he knew that the people in front of him were terrifying.

Compared with Qi Daoguang, the person in front of him who inherited the power to shake the sky is more like Zhang Xuanba back then.

What's even more frightening is that this person had already suppressed and killed Fan Ruyi before breaking through the realm of Martial Saint.

And at this moment, his aura...

"Which hair god is this?"

Glancing at the charcoal-like remains, Yang Jian got a goshawk and fetched a piece of black iron wreckage to feel it slightly, and he couldn't help being surprised.

Having dealt with gold and iron all the year round, he knew immediately that this thing was indeed black iron...

"Pointing to the ground into steel, in the world, only this person can do it, who do you think he is?"

Feeling the vast and heavy atmosphere in front of him, Wang Muzhi sighed.

This, but Wu Sheng has been accomplished.

Moreover, his aura is far more pure than his martial arts, which means that he has not yet reached ten capitals...

"Red Blood Daoist?"

Hearing this name, Yang Jue's heart moved, and he urged Tong You to look around.

【Red Blood Daoist】

【Fate: None】

[Fate number: two purples, three golds, one green and one white]

【Earth Plague God (Light Purple), Blood of Yaksha (Light Purple), Heinous (Dark Gold), Qimen Escape Technique (Dark Gold), Knowing All Skills (Light Gold), Longevity (Light Green), Paranoid (Dark Gold) white)】

[Supernatural Power: Pointing to Earth into Steel]

[Magic Artifact: Protective Bead (Destroyed)]

[Status: Dying]

Sweeping the number of this person's life, Yang Yu suddenly flicked his fingers, and a healing elixir entered his heart, hanging his life:

"If I remember correctly, King Longyuan was injured by this person's hand?"

The death of King Longyuan lies in pointing the earth into steel.

Many years ago, he had also seen the old prince's injuries. His muscles, bones, viscera, and even his blood were irreversibly stiffened and broken.

Such an injury has drained all his lifespan, and it is extremely painful.

"It's just a sneak attack. This beast was far inferior to Lord Longyuan back then, but this life-saving technique is indeed no small matter..."

After casually saying something, Wang Muzhi finally couldn't bear it anymore:

"Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory. How can everything go smoothly? It's not a bad thing for a man to bend and stretch. Why should you..."

"Yang Moufei can't bend and stretch, but since the old witch made a move, why would she allow me to practice slowly?"

Yang Yu sighed slightly:

"I have no way out..."

After 20 years of wind and rain, he is naturally not just a reckless man in the eyes of ordinary people.

If you take a step back, you can keep your family safe, so why not?
But that night, through Jing Yi's body, he already sensed that old witch's will, that naked killing intent...

"She only gave me one year. If I don't come to look for her, she will come to look for me. The ending will not be different, but she will kill my mother-in-law and the others..."

"The Martial Saint is accomplished, it's too late to say anything..."

Hearing this, Wang Muzhi could only shake his head.

Holding the two intelligence systems of Longyuan and Northwest in his hand, he didn't know the difficulties of Yang prison. At this moment, he could only sigh.

Wu Shengcheng is hopeless.

Naturally, he didn't fully believe this sentence, but since this rumor has been circulating for many years, there is a reason behind it.

He came in a hurry because he was worried that Yang Qiu would damage his way, but it was still a step too late.

"But even if you break through to the Martial Saint, what can you do? Back then, Prince Zhao was already the pinnacle of the Martial Saint, so he couldn't do anything about that old hag who was imprisoned in Dayan Mountain.

you……"

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Yang Qiu naturally understood what he meant.

"But, it may not be impossible!"

"You mean?"

Seeing that he was resolute, knowing that he was not such an arrogant person, Wang Muzhi guessed his intention after a little thought:

"Taking Yunzhou?"

Warden Yang let out a sigh of relief: "That's right, take Yunzhou!"

"Here, she's not Montenegro..."

Wang Muzhi frowned.

In Vientiane Mountain, he had seen the book of life and death more than once, so he naturally understood its power.

He also knew the truth about Yang Jue's life in Montenegro.

Can……

"But this old witch can live for more than three thousand years, even if you want to live with her like you did to Montenegro, you may not have a chance...

Moreover, that old witch may not know that the remaining pages of the book of life and death are in your hands..."

"But at least there is a chance."

Suppressing the boiling killing intent in his heart, Yang Jue took a deep breath:

"Brother, I have made up my mind!"

Winning Yunzhou was the reason why he found Wang Muzhi in the first place this time.

"Forget it..."

It is rare for Yang Prison to call himself Senior Brother. Hearing this sentence, Wang Muzhi knew his intentions and nodded:

"I understand."

At this moment, he was inexplicably relieved.

Although he was determined to go his own way, although it may not be the correct decision, but at this moment, he seems to know how to give orders...

The red blood Taoist was dying, feeling that his life was passing by quickly, he was unwilling, desperate, and roared.

But under the darkness, the two brothers and sisters pretended that he didn't exist, just found a clean place to sit cross-legged, and began to discuss.

"But today's Longyuan Dao is not something that can be taken if you want to take it..."

Wang Muzhi frowned, and told about the situation.

After Emperor Qianheng was taken into captivity, Xu Wenji suppressed the rest of the courtiers with great courage, resisted all opinions, and mobilized more than [-] Shence Army and Forbidden Army to rush to Yunzhou.

At the same time, Zhang Longfu succeeded to the throne of Longyuan King, and his sister Yufengxian, as a great master, calmed down the turmoil in the country and persuaded Wei Zhengxian to call up the army.

After the Northwest King Henry Zhang died, he fled to the Northwest Old Department of Longyuan Road, which is extremely powerful.

"Indeed, tricky..."

Yang Jue kneaded his temples.

Long Yuan Dao is not what it used to be, but he is not the same as the Yang prison of the past. As long as he thinks about it, he may not be able to repeat what happened in the Northwest Dao.

But how would he mobilize troops against Yu Fengxian and Xu Wenji?

Even if he was willing, Wang Muzhi and many disciples of Wanxiang Mountain might not be willing. Even if they were willing, it took him more than four years to conquer the Northwest Road, but now, there are no more four years.

"Teacher, you can't say anything, but you don't have to try it. He has persisted for most of his life, and no one can talk about it anymore.

But the Longyuan Palace..."

Wang Muzhi hesitated to speak, thought for a while, and finally spoke:

"At this time of turmoil, the chaos in the world can no longer be suppressed by manpower. Both inside and outside are enemies. The old concubine also knows that she can't keep Longyuan Dao, but it is not easy to get her to give up her foundation... "

"The 400-year foundation, if it were you and me, I would not be willing to give it to outsiders."

Yang Yu nodded.

He is very clear and understands, and before that, he never thought of fighting Long Yuandao at all.

The world is a hundred times bigger than Long Yuandao, he never thought of bullying orphans and widows.

But now that old hag is in Yunzhou...

"To fight the world is not to treat guests to dinner, not to write essays, and it is not to paint and embroider. It cannot be so elegant, so calm, and gentle.
So gentle, courteous and thrifty..."

Wang Muzhi's words are earnest:
"Junior brother, you have to understand that the old concubine only needs one step, as long as you give it, then this matter will not be as difficult as you think."

As he spoke, he paused slightly, and looked at the dying Red Blood Taoist:

"It's better to hire this person than anything else..."

what……

The Chixue Taoist, who was dying, vaguely felt the chilling gaze, and raised his head with difficulty:

"You, you..."

employ...

In front of Yang Yu's eyes, the red dress seemed to appear again:
"Life and death are on the line, why delay her?"

He didn't know what Wang Muzhi said, but he didn't know the life and death of that old demon, so how could he bring in all the people from Yufengxian and Longyuan Palace?

"Junior brother, I only think about the princess, what should I do for my brother, the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain, Qin Lihu, Jiang Wu, Fang Ada and other 20 people who are dominated by you?"

Although he didn't have any hope, Wang Muzhi still sighed a little when he heard his refusal:
"It should be noted that if you combine the two, even if you die in the future, their hope of surviving in this troubled world will be much greater, much..."

Hearing this, Yang Ju had no choice but to remain silent. He naturally had plans for the Northwest Road in his heart, but at this moment, he couldn't say anything.

"Back then, I said Prince Zhao was indecisive, but now it seems that I am not as straightforward as him..."

With a long sigh and a wry smile, Yang Jue closed his eyes and opened them again:

"Let's not talk about this matter for now, senior brother will follow me somewhere..."

……

……

Ever since he died in the mouth of the old woman with the body of a thorn, Yang Qiu has been thinking about how to kill this beast all the time.

He actually knew a lot about this old woman.

Bodhidharma, the sloppy Taoist, the man of truth, and even Henry Zhang, many of the masters he has come into contact with have more or less been able to compete with this old woman.

Among them, the sloppy Taoist is the most!

After the old Taoist faked his death and escaped, he spent the rest of his life hundreds of years traveling all over the world, looking for fairy mountains, and finally selected 72 sacred mountains.

While suppressing the remaining pages of the Mingshu, Daoist An also dragged Dayan Mountain in. This is the only record he has heard so far about the old woman coughing up blood and being seriously injured.

But he didn't have the Sword of Seven Tribulations, and he didn't have hundreds of years, so in the end, he still fell on top of Ming Shu.

The book of the underworld is the most precious treasure of the ancient underworld. Even if it is a broken page, it also has a great power that ordinary people can't imagine.

It's just that he doesn't have a judge's pen, and if he wants to pay his life with it, he has to pay several times or even ten times his life.

Ginseng fruit is what he must take.

Whoa!
The moment the mind turns, time and space turn.

When Yang Ju opened his eyes again, he had once again come to the 'view of the five viscera' that fluctuated in the darkness like a living thing.

Beside him are the branches of a big tree that looks like a horned dragon, and the weird laughter like a child's voice.

"You, here we come again..."

Before Yang Ju could make any movement, a familiar voice came from his ear.

Just like he tried many times before, the tomb guard followed him like a shadow, extremely sensitive, and every time he entered, his whereabouts were spotted.

But this time, Yang Qiu didn't choose to retreat, and let the small hand cover him.

"Well, are you not running away?"

Yang Qiu didn't move, and the tomb guard's palm didn't exert any strength. Then, he saw the grave guard up close for the first time.

He is only four feet tall and is dressed in a blue Taoist robe. From the outside, he is just an ordinary Taoist boy.

If it wasn't for the extremely terrifying aura that Yang Prison seemed to have at the moment.

"In this last calamity, even though I am about to die in the blessed land and beside the spiritual root, who are you, and you can live till now?"

This is an extremely ancient Taoism, and Yang Yu has been very familiar with it since he came here.

Seeing that he seemed to want to communicate with him, before doing it, he would have been overjoyed, but at this time, he was surprised instead.

because……

"Not good, senior brother..."

Before he could change his mind, Yang Jue had already heard the furious roar:

"Little thief! Dare..."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yang Ju had no choice but to withdraw from the room. Sure enough, there was a familiar ginseng fruit in the Cauldron of Gluttony.

It was taken by Wang Muzhi, who entered the Five Viscera Concept recipe together with him...

But he couldn't take the ginseng fruit out directly.

"I'm careless..."

This was originally his own idea, so Yang Ju could only smile wryly in his heart at this moment.

After entering many times before and after, he wanted to communicate with the tomb guard who seemed to be Qingfeng, but he didn't give him a chance at all.

This time I finally had the opportunity to communicate, and I was...

"If we go in again, can we still have friendly exchanges..."

Yang Yu sighed.

He opened his eyes again, and what he saw was Wang Muzhi's bright eyes.

"In this world, is there really a fairyland that can be opened at any time and carried with you?"

Wang Muzhi was quite surprised.

He knew very well about the fantasy land of immortals and demons. After all, he had waited for that fantasy land in Wanxiang Mountain for more than [-] years.

But just because he knew it, he was even more shocked and at the same time stunned.

"It's no wonder that the younger brother is progressing so fast, it turns out that there is such a good fortune..."

Yang Qiu wanted to explain, but when he saw that he had made it up in his own brain, his opened mouth immediately closed.

"This is the legendary ginseng fruit? A single fruit is a bit stronger than the Diyuan Great Pill of the imperial court."

Looking at the ginseng fruit that Yang Yu took out, Wang Muzhi was amazed. With his sensory ability, he could naturally detect the strong vitality in this fruit.

You know, this is just a fruit.

And the furnace of Diyuan Great Pill that was refined by the imperial court was made from the medicinal materials accumulated by the imperial court for 300 years.

"It's not the kind in the legend."

Yang Yu shook his head.

The legendary ginseng fruit is born from the spiritual roots of heaven and earth. One bite can live 8000 ​​years, and eating one can prolong life for [-] years...

His one can only be regarded as a super weakened version at best.

"That is quite precious. After all, there are probably more than a dozen of them on the tree..."

Seeing this fruit, Wang Muzhi's confidence increased greatly, and only then did he believe that Yang Jue was not a reckless man with blood rushing to him.

At least, there is still some certainty.

A dozen ginseng fruits, wouldn't the old hag be killed? !

"Brother, please inform Yu Jing and others first, let me try one or two first..."

Rejecting Wang Muzhi's idea of ​​striking while the iron is hot, and thinking about the furious tomb guard, Yang Jue thought it was better to go in and have a look by himself.

After all, Wang Mu is an outsider, and his advance and retreat are far less smooth than his own. If he falls into it, he will be in big trouble...

Outsiders fall into the recipe, but it is terrible...

"Alright."

Wang Muzhi felt a little regretful, since he was very interested in the unknown ancient fantasy world since he was a child.

"call!"

With a sinking heart, Yang Jue once again entered the cauldron of gluttony, and without delay, he chose to enter the five internal organs recipe for the second time.

boom!
But in the next moment, he already retreated in embarrassment, and the furious Qingfeng didn't even give him a chance to speak.

Unwilling to be reconciled, Yang Prison entered again and again. Every time he entered, he wanted to speak at the first moment, but he was beaten back by the furious tomb guards.

He didn't dare to really try what would happen if he was beaten to death by the grave guard...

"I can't communicate, it's a little troublesome..."

Yang Yu calmed down, carefully perceiving the five internal organs recipe, to be precise, the three refining nodes on it.

The node has not been completed, even if Qingfeng is willing to communicate with him, he can't take the ginseng fruit openly.

[Refining Node [-]: Demon Elimination Longevity Mountain... (Completed)]

[Refining Node [-]: Finding the View of the Five Viscera... (Completed)]

[Refining node [-]: Mingyue does not know where to go... (not completed)]

"Mingyue doesn't know where to go..."

Yang Yu thought about it.

According to his experience, completing the nodes is the most crucial step in refining recipes.

But this third node, he really couldn't figure it out.

"Where did Mingyue go? Perhaps, we need to look for it from outside the view of the five internal organs?"

After much deliberation, Yang Jue could only come to this conclusion, but whether it was right or wrong, he had to try it.

hum~
With the flash of light, Yang Qiu began to choose his identity again.

[Identity: View of the five internal organs, ginseng fruit...]

Change!
[Identity: Longevity Mountain Wolf King...]

Change!
[Identity: Longevity Mountain Bear King...]

Change!
[Identity: Demon Subduing Sanren...]

"That's it!"

Yang Yu's eyes light up slightly.

After Wu Sheng's breakthrough, his identity also changed, he was either the demon king, or a demon-subduing loose man who had already completed ten capitals.

call!
In the next instant, Yang Ju had disappeared into the cauldron of gluttony.

And what he didn't even notice was that after he left, there was a glimmer of light on the map of the clear water and cold pool that he placed in the corner.

【You guys, are you still there? 】

[Yes, yes, yes!Daxian, Daxian, are you still there?still there? ! 】

　Good night, everyone. By the way, I will recommend a copy of "Mei Man: I'm Really Not from My Country". Believe it or not, I'm really not from my country.

Actually, I am an angel.

　
(End of this chapter)