The first cause of all realms

Chapter 764 Both ends of the snake and mouse are bad!

Huhu~
The morning glow breaks dawn, and the sun rises in the east.

After a night of silence, the Northwest Road City has revived itself.

"I can't even remember how long it's been since I saw such a hustle and bustle..."

Leading the horse and walking slowly, passing through the doorway, Wei Zhengxian couldn't help feeling rippling in his heart as he watched the crowds of people on the avenue.

In the past ten years, natural disasters and man-made disasters have occurred frequently. Under the strong wind and snow, I don't know how many strong bandits and bandits have appeared. Even the big city of Qingzhou is not as lively as it used to be.

Walking slowly on the street, asking various questions, Yu Liang gained a lot:

"Along the way, the weather in the state capitals of the Northwest Road is no longer what it used to be. No wonder Brother Yang wants to call the king and establish a system..."

"He may be leaving the northwest..."

Caressing the horse's mane, Wei Zhengxian was thoughtful.

Calling the king system, in folk terms, is the first step from becoming a dragon.

Nothing is impossible.

Only when the system is established can we recruit virtuous people and achieve success.

Conquering the world has never been done by one family and one surname. Yang Prison was able to capture the Northwest, and his tyrannical force was naturally the top priority.

To be able to secure a place in the northwest with 29 prefectures in three prefectures, many disciples of Vientiane Mountain are naturally indispensable.

For more than twenty years in Longyuan City, Wang Muzhi recruited many disciples, even if only one out of ten were able to use them, it was enough to maintain the Northwest.

But that's all.

If Yang Prison wants to go out of the northwest, the step of proclaiming the king and establishing the system is natural, and he has to go.

There are so many talents needed to conquer the world, and not one family can cultivate them. Even if Yang Prison opened up elementary schools and reformed schools in the past six or seven years, it would be difficult to achieve results in a short time.

"Slow step by step, slow step by step, it's the right thing to be the first, but I'm afraid he made a wedding dress for someone..."

Yu Liang nodded, but didn't think much of it.

Today's Yang prison seems to be in full swing. After the first battle of Dingyang City, it has even faintly gained the title of number one in the world. At this moment, it is called the king of the northwest, and it seems that it has the potential to push the world across the world and set the Dingding Mountains and Rivers.

But he can see the internal and external troubles behind it.

Turmoil is brewing outside the Great Wall, the Seven Killing Kings and the Eight Sirius tribes are eyeing them fiercely.

The Northwest Road is located at the border, so it must be the first to bear the brunt.

And because of its great reputation, several anti-kings in the Ming Dynasty and even the imperial court are targeting it, and the ban on business is only one of them.

Once there is a change outside the Great Wall, it is hard to say that it will not be flanked by several sides.

This is an external problem, but internal problems are equally severe.

In the past seven years, Yang prison has completely wiped out the big and small gentry in the Northwest Road, which made the Northwest government smooth and harmonious for a while.

But it really broke the hearts of the nobles in the world.

So much so that over the years, his reputation has risen, and countless people have come to the Northwest Road to serve, but none of the gentry came to serve. On the contrary, some big and small families that had not been liquidated also escaped.

"He is too lonely."

Yu Liang shook his head:

"Even Zhang Yuanzhu in the past, he first united with the gentry, and then rectified after he won the country. His behavior is really far-reaching..."

"What Mr. Yu said is not bad, it's just..."

Wei Zhengxian agreed with his words, but his eyes couldn't help flickering as he looked at the crowded streets:
"Looks like it's not bad?"

"General?"

Yu Liang was slightly taken aback, Wei Zhengxian hastened his pace:

"It's been so many years, and I want to see how much progress this kid has made, whether he can live up to the title of number one in the world..."

The Northwest Prince's Mansion was the same as before. After Yang prison moved in, he didn't move a single brick or stone.

Wei Zhengxian was not in a hurry, and asked some things casually, and Yu Jing, who was with him, answered them one by one.

While several people were talking, they entered the front hall.

Pieces of exquisite stone slabs are paved on the ground, and the complicated patterns form the shape of dragons. On the generous hall wall, there is a picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains written by everyone in splashed ink.

Zhang's ten veins, Duxi Wanli Jiangshan Map, this inheritance has a long history, and it can be traced back to Zhang Yuanzhu, the great ancestor of the Ming Dynasty.

Up to now, there are many painters who are good at the picture of mountains and rivers.

But being able to be selected by Henry Zhang, this picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains is naturally the best among them.

On the nine-foot-long hall wall, there are undulating mountains, criss-crossing rivers, and rolling clouds and mists.
A round of red sun hangs on the top of the mountain, and in the starry night, stars are dotted.

Before standing on the picture scroll, it seems that you can look down at the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, and look up at the starry sky for billions of years, and an indescribable vastness rushes to your face.

"This kid..."

The moment he stepped into the front hall, Wei Zhengxian's eyelids twitched.

His excellent eyesight didn't even see the picture of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and his sight was completely occupied by the figure standing in front of the courtyard wall with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, what the two people who entered the hall saw were completely different scenes.

Yu Liang frowned, only to see Yang Jue pacing and turning around, his face was as white as paper, his vitality and blood were declining, and he looked like he was short of life.

As rumors spread, he suffered heavy losses in the First World War in Dingyang City.

But in Wei Zhengxian's eyes, his aura is like the red sun in the painting. Even though there are stars dotted around, mountains and rivers are everywhere, none of them can hide his radiance.

For a split second, he felt his heart beating a few times suddenly, and he felt a little bit of awe when he saw the old prince for the first time.

"I don't think so, General Wei will actually come in person!"

Coughing lightly, not concealing his weakness, Yang Qian turned around and looked at Wei Zhengxian who entered the hall:

"After a few years of separation, General Wei's demeanor remains the same."

After sacrificing himself to Inca, his five senses were far worse than before, but the distance was only a few feet away. With a glance, he could already see Wei Zhengxian's state.

The head of the Longyuan Three Heroes, Qingzhou Wushuang General who has the power of four elephants in his arms, has improved a lot, and has infinitely approached the threshold of a martial saint.

Compared with the battle many years ago, it can be described as a lot of progress.

Without the addition of Dao Fruit, even if this talent is ten times stronger, and it takes another hundred or two hundred years of practice, it will not make any progress.

"Wu Sheng."

Wei Zhengxian's face trembled slightly, and when he came back to his senses, his face was unavoidably complicated. He seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end he only said one sentence:
"amazing……"

"But luck is better, I can't be praised by the general."

Yang Jue waved his hand, and invited the two to sit down. Yu Jing took a deep look at Wei Zhengxian, then turned and left.

Whether it is becoming a king or getting married, it is extremely cumbersome, and he is naturally very busy.

"Luck is also strength."

Wei Zhengxian took his seat calmly, and there was inevitably some embarrassment in his words:

"No wonder the old prince values ​​you so much..."

The two had only met each other a few times, but at this moment they were chatting happily like friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, which made Yu Liang, who was tense, feel suspicious for a while.

The cups were mixed, and not long after, Wei Zhengxian took the lead in downing the cup, explaining the purpose of coming:
"The old man wants to reorganize the Qingzhou Army."

"Ok?"

Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat.

"20 dragon horses, 18 high-quality horses, [-] fine armor and weapons, food and grass, the more the better..."

Without going around in circles, Wei Zhengxian directly took out a list, which listed a large number of supplies.

Glancing lightly, Yang Jue raised his eyebrows:

"The general made this list, could it be that he wants Yang to come out?"

"It's not out, it's borrowing!"

These words were said by Yu Liang.

Facing Yang Jue's scrutinizing gaze, Yu Liang's face remained unchanged, Dao Ming's intention:
"The civil strife in Dali, Li Yuan and the King of the Red Sun fought for many days, and no matter which of the two wins, the next step is to invade Longyuan..."

"...the lips are dead and the teeth are cold, the Northwest Road can't stay out of it..."

He tried his best to be concise, but he still talked for more than half an hour, stating the pros and cons with a sincere look.

"Mr. Yu's words are right. Yang will naturally understand the reason why his lips are dead and his teeth are cold..."

Gently turning the wine glass, Yang Jue pondered for a long time before saying:

"Things, I have them, and I don't have to return them..."

"Ok?"

Yang Ju's answer was too straightforward, Wei Zhengxian was a little surprised, but he couldn't help frowning when he heard the second half of the sentence.

No need to pay back, is it a good thing?

Naturally not.

In the second half of the sentence, Yang Ju didn't finish, but the two of them naturally understood what he meant, but...

"Brother Yang, you..."

Yu Liang wanted to say something, but she still didn't say anything.

"Wei has been greatly favored by Lord Zhao, and he swears with blood to resist foreign humiliation..."

Wei Zheng drank a glass of wine first, then dropped himself heavily:

"What's going on in the country, Mr. Wei doesn't want to care about it. If you take Longyuan, Mr. Wei will not be your enemy. If you occupy Longyuan, Mr. Wei will not attack the court for you!"

Spit out the strong smell of alcohol:
"how?"

It is impossible to earn a large amount of goods with empty teeth. Although the person in front of him is reckless, he is not stupid.

This is already his biggest concession.

however……

"No."

Yang prison refused.

Under the tranquility, he had a clear view of Wei Zhengxian's fate, and he understood Wei Zhengxian's hesitation.

It's nothing more than leaving room.

only……

"Brother Yang..."

Yu Liang's face tightened.

"It seems that the general is not very optimistic about Yang, so why not stay for a few more months..."

Putting down the cup, getting up, Yang Yu said no more, turned and left:
"At that time, maybe you will change your mind, and it's unknown..."

……

……

puff!
A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, and Jiang Xiazi staggered to the ground in a deserted forest, the civet cat on his shoulder suddenly turned into a fierce tiger and let out a low growl in confusion.

"Heaven's Eye!"

Holding the big tree with one hand, Jiang Xiazi was out of breath, and the horror in his eyes was still lingering:
"The spiritual tide in this world has not really arrived, how could such an existence be born?"

Pressing the beating heart of 'Bang Bang', he was beyond shocked.

In the world of Longquan, the spiritual tide has been revived for more than a million years, and 7000 years ago, it ushered in a real change of the sky.
The ancient times come again!

But even in such a long period of time, there are only a few people who possess the extreme rank, and those who have opened the eyes of the sky are very few.

And as far as he knows, the last person with the Sky Eye recorded in the history of the Longquan world was the "Longquan" who had subdued all the practitioners in the world, including the three sects of immortality, the second sect of Buddhism, the five sects of demonism, and the seven veins of demonism. Great Emperor'!
"Could it be that the spiritual tide in this world has only been surging for 3000 years, and the sky is about to change? Or..."

Sitting down on the ground, Jiang Xiazi felt restless for a moment.

He grew up listening to the legend of Emperor Longquan, and was once proud to be in the 'Great Sun Golden Palace'.

Seeing the eyes of the sky suddenly, it almost broke the liver and gallbladder.

But when he calmed down, he wished he could slap himself hard.

"What are you running for? What am I running for?!"

Relieved, Jiang Xiazi felt extremely regretful.

It's not that I feel sorry for the magic weapon exchanged in the "Wanfa Tower", but I regret that I have the right way to contact the "Northwest King" who has the eyes of the sky, but why do I want to peep.

Peeping is fine, why run?
This is not a ghost, but it has become a ghost...

"What did I do? I didn't do anything, and I just attracted such an enemy. This is a big loss, a big loss..."

Impatiently pushing away the tiger's head that came up to lick him, Jiang Xiazi was in a troubled and complicated mood:
"Go and lick your butt, I don't see Daoist is upset..."

The more he thought about it, the more depressed Jiang Xiazi felt.

When he came back to his senses, the fear in his heart disappeared for a while. After all, the spiritual wave is coming, and the eyes of the sky cannot be opened, so it may not be able to do anything to him.

But it's a great loss for such a fierce man of the highest rank and possessing the eyes of the sky to be offended so easily by himself.

"roar~"

The tiger retreated angrily and licked his hair.

"No wonder everyone says that he is number one in the world at the age of [-]. With the eyes of the sky, how can he not look down on him?"

The tentative and strange thoughts that had existed up until now disappeared, and Jiang Xiazi rubbed his chin thinking about where to go.

Originally, he just wanted to use the power of this anti-king to find the mysterious art realm, but seeing Tianyan now, he couldn't help but think about it.

In this mountain and sea world where the sky has not yet changed, the eyes of the sky are covered with dust, but if you go to the Longquan world, then...

Involuntarily, the deeds of many ancient patriarchs Fulongting kept flashing in his mind, which made his heart beat faster.

"Fulongting is a fart, if you help out a Longquan Emperor..."

jingle bell~
Suddenly, there was a crisp bell sound in the wind.

"Cave Soul Bell?!"

Jiang Xiazi, who was in deep thought, suddenly woke up, looked up, and saw a Taoist riding a donkey walking slowly on the official road not far away.

His face is simple and simple, he is dressed in a black and white Taoist robe, a long sword is slanted behind his back, and a copper bell and wine pot hang from his waist.

His eyesight is excellent, and he has already recognized people with a glance.

"Yanlong Xing?!"

Jiang Xiazi's heart skipped a beat when he saw the person coming from afar.

The sky has not been opened yet, and the cost of going back and forth between the two worlds is extremely high. Even if Wanfa Building is rich and powerful, it will not open the door for him alone.

He is not the only envoy of Wanfa who rushed to the mountain and sea world this time, but he did not expect to meet an 'acquaintance' so soon.

Or Yanlongxing...

He subconsciously wanted to hide his figure, but after a change of mind, he suddenly took a step forward:
"Fellow Daoist, please stay..."

laugh!
Before he could finish his words, a ray of cold light cut through the air. In just a split second, the strong wind had already been accompanied by sawdust, and many plants and trees along the way were completely smashed.

"Sangmenxing, you dare to plot against me?!"

chi chi chi~
A sword pierced through the air, and split itself, and in less than an instant, it had turned into sword threads all over the sky, criss-crossing, crushing and killing.

"Slow down, slow down..."

Jiang Xiazi took a few steps back, his sleeves raised a large cloud of smoke and dust, which turned into a heavy earth wall to block the sword light from shooting:

"Fellow Daoist Yan, don't do it, Pindao has no malicious intentions..."

boom!
The earthen wall collapsed, Jiang Xiazi came out in disgrace, and the donkey rider approached like a ghost.

"Jiang Xiazi!"

No movement was seen, the flying sword returned to its sheath, and Yan Longxing remained expressionless:
"Speak if you have something to say, fart if you have something to say, and if you dare to let go of your supernatural powers, the Taoist will kill you even if you don't do good deeds!"

"Cough cough cough~"

Jiang Xiazi coughed repeatedly and cupped his fists in apology:

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Jiang is also unintentional, definitely not intentional, it is really exciting to see Fellow Daoist Yan..."

"If you have something to say, just let it go."

Yan Longxing had no expression on his face, but he was actually vigilant in his heart.

Wanfa Building is not a sect, but a secret organization. The envoys in it are a mixed bag of dragons and snakes.

Therefore, even though they both belong to Wanfa Building, the two have no friendship at all. On the contrary, Yushan is a big exception in the Longquan world, and his disciples have always been disgusting.

Jiang Xiazi has long been accustomed to other people's bad attitude, even if he is cold-faced, he still smiles:
"Dare to ask Fellow Daoist Yan, but are you going to the Northwest City?"

Yan Longxing only glanced at him coldly:
"Why, look at your distressed appearance, could it be that you haven't even entered the Northwest City?"

"It's no different than Fellow Daoist Yan. Jiang's magic power is low, and his supernatural powers are also poor. He has suffered a lot. Calling Fellow Daoist this time, I really have no idea..."

"You want to be attached to me?"

Yan Longxing's heart skipped a beat.

Jiang Xiazi's reputation among the many envoys of Wanfa Tower is extremely bad, but his skills are not bad, if he cooperates...

Seeing his heartbeat, Jiang Xiazi's attitude became more respectful:

"Wish to be the leader of Daoist brothers!"

"You have a heart..."

Yan Longxing's attitude eased a lot:

"Then, for the time being, just follow me..."

　Hmm... Pushing a book "Carrying a Door with You" Cao Xin, a young man on earth, died in a car accident, traveled to a troubled world where supplies were scarce, and obtained a "Bronze Immortal Gate"...

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(End of this chapter)