The first cause of all realms

Chapter 765 The Foundation of Human Immortals!

There was silence in the empty hall.

"Yang prison, he..."

After a long silence, Yu Liang smiled wryly for no reason:
"He was clearly hit by the Sacrifice Seal, and his qi and blood have both declined. It can be said that he is extremely injured. Why is he still like this, so..."

Before coming, he made a lot of preparations, but in the end, nothing was of use.

"I have to change my words, he deserves to be called the king of the Northwest."

Swirling the wine glass lightly, Wei Zhengxian was in a daze, and ripples in his heart couldn't help:

"His potential has become..."

Wei Zhengxian himself couldn't explain the emotions surging in his heart at this time, but he couldn't help but think of himself.

He joined the army when he was young, and once upon a time, he was also strong and ruthless, and decisively ruled the three armies.

But more than [-] years of military career has drained him too much energy.

It's not that he doesn't like Yang Qiu, otherwise he wouldn't come in person today, but he has too many burdens, and he really can't put all his eggs in one basket.

That was fighting side by side with him, the wealth and life of thousands of colleagues...

"General..."

Seemingly aware of it, Yu Liang's heart tightened involuntarily.

"It's about the lives of 30 soldiers and civilians in Qingzhou. I won't make a hasty decision, but..."

After drinking the wine in the glass, Wei Zhengxian's distracting thoughts were swept away:

"It's only a few months before the end of the year, so why not wait?"

……

People, after all, will change.

The youthful spirit will also turn into a dull spirit, and a peerless military general may also look forward and backward.

The former Wei Zhengxian traveled across the Great Wall single-handedly, but General Wei, who commanded hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians, could not just go his own way.

Just because a general is successful, it doesn't mean that the general won't show compassion to his soldiers.

Therefore, Wei Zhengxian's choice had been expected by Yang Jian.

Just like back then, he had tacitly allowed Xiao Zhan to control the power for the sake of Sirius, and he would not put all his eggs in one basket at this moment.

In fact, even peasant women in the countryside know not to put all their eggs in one basket.

But being clear doesn't mean that Yang Qiu can accept it.

No matter in the previous life or in this life, he always understands one truth, compromise will never solve the fundamental problem.

Putting down the butcher's knife and accepting aristocratic families like the four great masters of Qingzhou, his current power may increase several times, or even ten times.

What about later?

Overcorrection must be overcorrected, otherwise, it will be meaningless.

Of course, more importantly, he doesn't care.

He didn't care whether it was a powerful family or Qingzhou Sirius back then, and now he doesn't even care.

"Whoo~"

Breathing out bloody turbidity, the broken pages of the book of life and death flashed across Yang Jue's eyes.

The characters on it are like waterfalls, circulating and changing endlessly.

After sacrificing his life, his body and mind were severely injured, but only his will became more refined and pure, and the remaining pages of the book of life and death were not affected.

Even because of the rising will, it exerted a more powerful magical effect.

The waterfall-like words are the result of the continuous circulation of the remaining pages of the book of life and death. They are the 29 prefectures of the three states in the Northwest Road, including Dingyang Road, who are more than pure and pure.

For two years, most of his thoughts were on his own cultivation, but it didn't prevent him from doing other things.

"Wei Zhengxian, how old are you?"

In the backyard, Yu Jing appeared under the old tree like a ghost, and poured himself a drink:

"However, compared to those old guys, it's much better."

"how?"

Yang prison asked.

These days, Yu Jing can be said to be very busy, but it is rare to have the leisure to drink.

"Thanks to you, I didn't notice much..."

Yu Jing handed over the document.

On the three thin pages, there are no more than three hundred people's names, and dozens of them have been obliterated.

There was a bit of emotion in his tone, Yang Yu took it over and looked at it, but he was very satisfied:
"Better lack than excess."

"It is reasonable to prefer lack over excess, and making the best use of everything is also the way to govern the country."

After dropping his cup heavily, Yu Jing sighed:
"Little Martial Uncle, I know that you are jealous of evil, especially those from aristocratic families, but if you blindly reject it, it will only be counterproductive..."

After the First Battle of Dingyang City, Yang Prison was truly famous all over the world, and even in the eyes of many good people, he was already No. 1 in the world.

The beheading knife that has been called for many years has secretly become Yang Wudi.

Of course, there is no lack of Northwest Road's contribution to the flames, which may attract the approval of many people, naturally because his reputation has been too big these years.

Retreating from the dark moon, chasing and killing Nie Longtian, killing Fan Ruyi, killing Liansheng's mother...

This one after another is not only a major event, but a discerning person can see the horror in it.

You know, in the past hundred years, only a few martial saints have fallen!

However, what spread along with it was the cleansing and rectification of many big and small families in the territory by Yang prison...

Therefore, with the help of certain forces, after such a major event that shook the world, the number of people who took refuge in the Northwest Road became more and more rare...

"Actually, the world is very big."

"Ok?"

Yu Jing looked up.

"The great family seems to be powerful, and it seems that one is indispensable, but in fact..."

When Yang Jue blew lightly, pieces of yellow leaves fell from the lush old trees:

"A few dead branches and rotten leaves, without them, this big tree is still lush and green, and maybe it will grow better in the coming year...

Among all the people in the world, how many people are there in the family? "

Coughing a few times, Yang Yu didn't explain too much, and didn't want to say too much, but just took out a few ink-colored documents from the mustard space:

"Many people, in fact, only lack one opportunity, one background..."

Looking at the crushed dead leaves, Yu Jing was slightly taken aback.

……

"Boy Yang, you are indeed not the face of the master. If there are no broken pages in the book of life and death, even if you have the power of Xuanba, it will be difficult to pacify the world..."

In the empty room, voices echoed, like ghosts, and the man of truth walked out of the locust tree.

"You're always wrong."

Taking out the futon and sitting cross-legged, Yang Jue answered seriously.

"Oh?"

The Man of Truth drifts to his seat, although he is incorporeal, his habits are still there.

"You should say, if I didn't have the Dao Fruit, I would have died at the hands of Liansheng's old mother that day; if I didn't have the treasure, I would have died at the hands of Fan Ruyi earlier...

Even, if there was no old man to adopt me, I would have starved to death outside Montenegro..."

Wiping the blood that overflowed from his mouth and nose from time to time, Yang Jue's expression remained unchanged, very calm:

"How can there be so many hypotheses in the world?"

Of course, it wasn't the first time he had heard someone say something like this, but there was no longer any disturbance in his heart.

He never thinks about what if, the reality is that he really has, and, indeed, he can do it.

that's enough.

"That's true."

Hearing this, the Taoist man of truth couldn't help being dumbfounded, and immediately laughed:
"The boy Yu also said that you don't know how to make the best use of things. According to the old way, you are the one who really understands the principle of making the best use of things."

"However, the old man is still curious. If there were no broken pages in the book of life and death, would you accept those aristocratic families? Or would you still be the same as today and type out all of them?"

"Without the entanglement of your body, you have a childlike innocence, and you are curious about everything..."

Yang Yu shook his head helplessly:

"If it's true as you said, if you see me today, you won't be in this northwest city."

"Ha ha!"

The old Taoist was startled when he heard the words, and then laughed:

"You kid is really..."

After joking around, Yang Jue got back to business:

"You are old and well-informed, what's your opinion on 'fate'?"

"Fate?"

The man of truth said for a moment:

"The so-called fate, for the old Taoists, is the summary of one's life's encounters and achievements, three parts of luck, seven parts of human luck are jointly forged."

In the arena, there is never a shortage of secret techniques and Taoist techniques of looking at qi, and he was even better at it when he encountered an adventure back then.

It's just that later, because of the lack of spirit and blood, he couldn't perform it, and now he only has the soul body, so naturally he can't perform it.

But for all kinds of reasons, he is naturally at his fingertips.

After talking eloquently for more than half a month, Yang Jue listened, compared what he knew, nodded secretly, and asked again:

"Is there someone who has no fate?"

"impossible!"

The truth talker didn't even think about it:

"The fate of a person is the sum of the encounters in one's life, including what has happened in the first half of life, and what has not happened in the second half of life.

Even a baby has a destiny!If you want to have no destiny, then you must have neither past nor future, no human luck, nor destiny. Unless it is a dead person, how can there be such a person in the world? "

The old man shook his head again and again.

Fate is like a person's heels and feet. It is the origin, the achievement, the acquired struggle, and the destiny.

unless……

While speaking, the old Taoist suddenly thought of a possibility:
"Unless he..."

"From beyond the sky!"

The old Taoist came back to his senses, a little moved:

"Could it be you?"

"good."

Yang Yu nodded without hiding anything:

"Before, there was an unknown person who spied on me in the city. At that time, I didn't pay much attention to it. Later, I discovered that there is more than one person like this..."

There are tens of thousands of people in a land in the northwest, even if he has the will of a martial sage, it is impossible for him to read the number of their lives one by one.

But when he became vigilant and screened and searched in a targeted manner, such people would naturally be unable to escape his feelings.

There is no name in the book of life and death, which is more eye-catching than anything else.

"Could it be that they are really visitors from outside the sky?"

The truth talker was in doubt:

"According to ancient legends, there is a sky beyond the sky, and there is a saying in Taoism. Before ancient times, there was a person with great supernatural powers who escaped from the void and broke through the world, and crossed the universe...

But the sky has not yet changed, and the sky and sea realm has not yet opened..."

"Perhaps the sky beyond the sky has already ushered in a change of sky?"

Yang Jue's eyes were dim.

"This is not impossible..."

The man of truth could not help being moved, he got up suddenly, paced back and forth in the room, recalling the records of the Taoist Cang, the old woman once said to herself, and couldn't help throbbing in his heart:

"Could it be that the sky is changing, it's really coming? That's true, that's true..."

"perhaps……"

Wiping away the blood spilling from the corner of his eyes, Yang Yu thought:

"It's a matter here, but I can go and meet these 'extraterrestrial visitors'..."

"It's inconvenient to scare the snake at this time, but..."

Sorrow flashed across his eyes, and the man of truth sighed:

"This matter is not easy."

"Not necessarily."

Coughing lightly and still having blood, Yang Jue slowly spread out his palm, and a faint ray of light rose up, which seemed illusory and illusory.

But under the watchful eyes of the man of truth, the limbs and torso, and even the meridians of the five sense organs were born at a slow and firm speed.

Gradually, from virtual to real!

This is,

"The Foundation of Human Immortals!"

　My uncle is getting married soon, so I'm busy with him...there won't be a break, full attendance is enough for a dog!
　
(End of this chapter)