The first cause of all realms

Chapter 782 Dao ghost!

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Huhu~
Among the chariots of four dragon horses, Hanyue Sanren looked back at the city wall that was gradually disappearing, and only after a long time did he put down the curtain:

"There is no dragon shape yet, but this tiger's majesty really makes people feel uncomfortable..."

Breathing out a mouthful of turbid air, the tense heartstrings were sent down, and the fine beads of sweat immediately soaked the Taoist robe.

"You, your life is not long?"

Naturally, there was only the handsome female disciple in the carriage, and she looked at her master suspiciously with disbelief all over her face.

Wiping off the cold sweat on his forehead, Hanyue Sanren said:
"Should be ninety years old, if you say that you will die soon, your life will not be long, can it be possible?"

"ninety……"

The female disciple raised her fingers and counted: "You said before that you were born on the day of Taizu Longyu's funeral..."

"Forget it, I only have a life expectancy of more than four or fifty years..."

Caressing the beauty's catkin, Hanyue Sanren changed into a comfortable sitting position:
"If you can find a few life-extending pills and send you away, it will be no problem..."

"..."

The female disciple was speechless, but she felt relieved:

"Four or fifty years, but it's still long!"

"Is it long?"

Hanyue Sanren chewed on these words, inexplicably feeling a little sad:
"Time is fate, time is fate, so what can I do. The old way has exhausted everything, and living hard to this day is the limit. No matter how hard you struggle, you will not survive the great changes in the world in 300 years...

How good would it be to be born more than three hundred years late? "

The regretful emotion infected the female disciple, making her want to cry, but she obviously didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help it, so she could only wipe away tears with her master.

"Your talent is excellent, and you have Dao fruit to recognize the master, and you may live to that day... Unfortunately, I can't accompany you. In the future, without me by your side, you must be careful in everything..."

The beautiful woman is in her arms, but Hanyue Sanren's face has an indelible sense of sadness:

"Although Yang prison is the choice of the lower and lower, but his personality is upright, he is proud of the superior and sympathetic to the inferior. If he gains power, he will definitely protect one side..."

"This Northwest King is actually the next choice?"

The female disciple raised her head in astonishment:
"Then, that old Black Mountain demon is no match for him, how could it be..."

She really couldn't understand these words.

Although she didn't watch the details of the battle in the city, she knew that the old Black Mountain demon came out of nowhere, but eventually lost to the rumored Northwest King Yang Yu who was seriously injured.

and……

"If he is the next choice, why would you choose him?"

The female disciple was puzzled and couldn't understand it.

"The movement of artifacts to the north is a general trend, just like the collapse of the Great Qin Dynasty 3000 years ago, in fact, it cannot be changed without manpower...

However, Yang Jue's martial arts have been fully inherited by Zhang Xuanba, even if he can't control the world, he can still rule one side and protect you guys, which is more than enough..."

Hanyue Sanren did not hide:

"But you must remember, if one day and night, you see the seven stars outside the Great Wall scorching, how far you must go, how far you must run..."

"what?"

The female disciple seems to understand but not understand.

Hanyue Sanren didn't want to explain anything, he leaned on the cushion, his half-opened eyes flashed worry:

"The next 300 years will not be easy, a hundred ghosts, a hundred ghosts..."

……

……

In the restaurant, Yang Qiu sat for a long time, holding his wine glass and listening attentively.

Refining the seal of sacrifice, his five senses, which had been blinded for a long time, regained their sensitivity, and it far surpassed before.

After all, the reason why his five senses are superior to others is because of the "Old Mother Wants You Convincing Record" that he learned the first time,
At this moment, it is nourished by the seal of sacrifice, and it is not surprising that it will change again.

He tilted his ears slightly, his thoughts turned, all kinds of noises were blocked by him, his hearing seemed to have a life of his own, and he went along the carriage...

"Another old fox..."

After a long time, Yang Ju came back to his senses and plucked his ears:

"The next choice?"

It's not surprising that Hanyue Sanren has something to hide, and it's unrealistic to ask people to dig their hearts out when they meet for the first time.

It is even more impossible to worship if you want people to accept their heads.

but……

"It will take another 300 years for the sky to change?"

Yang Ju frowned slightly.

Compared with the length of the past 3000 years, it is not an exaggeration to say that 300 years are close at hand, but this is only for heaven and earth.

Personally, it's too long.

and……

"Hundred ghosts..."

Thinking of the seriousness in Hanyue Sanren's tone, Yang Ju couldn't help but feel a little bit puzzled, he changed his mind, and called the ghost baby over.

hum~
The black mist surged, accompanied by a buzzing sound, a baby-like ghost appeared with a bruised face, forced a smile, and cautiously said:

"Sir, did you call me?"

After refining the Sacrificial Seal, his master was extremely terrifying. In his eyes, it was like a scorching sun. If he was really angry, he might be smashed to pieces immediately...

"What do you think of the hundred ghosts mentioned in the tide theory?"

Yang Yu asked.

Hesitation flashed across Guiying's face, and he was at a loss:
"Isn't it a hundred ghosts?"

"Ok?"

Yang Ju's eyes darkened.

Over the years, Guiying has always kept his head low, but he has not really let go of his guard against this little ghost.

You know, when we met for the first time, this little devil was holding the broken pages of the book of life and death and stamped on the Hanging Mountain...

"Say, tell, little one, let's just say..."

Guiying trembled, and responded hastily:

"That tidal theory may not be accurate, but there is some truth to what the old guy said about the night walk of the ghosts..."

Seeing that Yang Qiu seemed to be angry, Gui Ying felt guilty, but still hesitated for a long time before saying in a slump:

"The hundred ghosts mentioned in the old guy's book are not ghosts, nor are they day ghosts killed by the demon slayer, but just like me..."

"Dao ghost!"

"Dao ghost?"

Yang Yu's heart moved slightly.

"Life is a gift from God, and I am the only one...should not be yang or yin, but has a limit. The reason why the small ones can survive for so long is not only because they have been silent in the illusion for thousands of years, but also because the small ones are not ordinary. ghost..."

After making up his mind, Guiying felt relieved:
"I should have been the Lord of the Ten Capitals during my lifetime..."

"After the death of the Lord of the Ten Capitals, what ghost did he turn into?"

Yang Yu frowned.

He has killed quite a few Martial Saints in the past few years, many of them possessed Dao fruit and were ten capitals, but...

"It's not..."

Guiying glanced at Yang Ju cautiously, and saw that his expression was calm, so he continued:

"When a person dies, he becomes a ghost, and when a ghost dies, he will perish... A person whose yin and yang lifespans are all gone will completely disappear between the heaven and the earth,

But there are always exceptions, some ten capital masters, because of their special Dao and fruit, or other reasons, after the yin and yang lifespan are extinct, they may not be extinct..."

This time, the ghost baby had nothing to hide.

And under his narration, Yang Jue also knew what this so-called 'dao ghost' was.

"No thinking, no feeling, no emotion, no nature, rooted in the Tao and fruit, a ghost with supernatural powers?"

Yang Ju was thoughtful.

The ghost baby nodded again and again:
"It stands to reason that Dao ghosts are lifeless ghosts, but for some reason, the little ones have life and spiritual wisdom, so they can't be regarded as Dao ghosts..."

"Dao ghost..."

Yang Yu was talking to himself.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the Thunder Lord who claimed to be the ancient god of heaven, he seemed to come from the Dao Fruit...

He is a Taoist ghost?

seems somewhat similar...

Sensing the Thunder Lord struggling in the purple gold gourd, Yang Ju frowned, and only then did he know why Hanyue Sanren was so worried when he mentioned the ghosts.

If there are still supernatural powers left like ghost infants and Yin Thunder Lords, or "Tao ghosts" with or without spiritual intelligence appear one after another...

"Master, you don't have to be afraid, you old man is Kuixing Lord, and everyone has to be afraid of you..."

Guiying said bitterly.

He said this sincerely.

Don't say it's him, even a Taoist ghost ten times more ferocious will have to kneel down and call him grandpa when he meets the ghost god Da Kuixing who is pinching the broken pages of the book of life and death...

Call ~
Yang Jue's thoughts turned slightly, and there were footsteps outside the restaurant, and a middle-aged man dressed as a small official came hurriedly.

"My lord, something happened again..."

……

……

boom!
The eight-foot-high headless corpse fell heavily to the ground, splashing a large cloud of smoke and dust.

"call!"

In the dusty forest, the yellow tiger dressed in black bunt stood still with his eyes closed, taking a long breath.

Wisps of heat circulated in his body, and finally scattered into the limbs and bones, causing the slight friction sound of muscles and bones.

[Intercept the Tao, kill seven to win one, kill all kinds to worship the sky! 】

With his thoughts turning, Huang Hu slowly opened his eyes, sensing the 'stone tablet' in his body that he didn't know where.

"Is it almost useless to exchange blood for a martial artist..."

咻咻~
A series of figures moved quickly from the forest, and stopped after a distance of Zhang Xu.

"Huangtou, all 36 thieves from Youping Mountain have been captured! Just waiting for you to deal with them..."

The lean middle-aged man who was also dressed in black bunt cupped his fists and bowed with a respectful expression.

The Supervision Department is one of the three divisions in the Northwest, and its status is equivalent to that of Jin Yiwei in the old dynasty, and Huang Hu is one of the thousand households at this moment.

And he is the most tyrannical man of a thousand households.

Compared with his strength, his name of "Blood Hand Butcher" is even more daunting. This is a rare murderer who does not leave any survivors under his command and loves to execute executions by himself.

In these years, he personally beheaded not one thousand, but more than eight hundred people.

"No."

Under the astonished eyes of several people, they waved their hands in a daze, rejecting the request to deal with it personally.

"grown ups?"

"A few small thieves in the district, you can go and execute them yourself. Yanzhou City is still far away from here, so it is inconvenient to escort them."

Huang Hu ordered lightly.

'Intercepting the Dao Tian Duo' is not without limits, in fact, this limit came earlier than he imagined.

After the entrance is wide open, even a martial artist who has exchanged blood for a long time will benefit him very little, and ordinary warriors will be better than nothing.

Under such circumstances, he naturally had no intention of killing more.

He is not a bloodthirsty generation...

Of course, the crowd did not dare to go against his wishes, two of them turned and left, not long after, accompanied by a few muffled groans, the smell of blood wafted from afar.

"Huangtou, next, shall we go after the Mobei double murderers? Or, the gang of murderers from Ding'an Road?"

The stalwart middle-aged asked.

"It's been more than three years since this happened, and the brothers are also tired, so it's time to go back and get some repairs..."

Hearing Huang Hu's words, the others looked at each other in blank dismay, and couldn't help but curse in their hearts.

You also know that the brothers are tired?
Thinking back to the three years of chasing, arresting, and killing the murderer day and night day and night, everyone felt exhausted.

"I dare to go home and have a look."

Huang Hu had a smile on his face.

In the five years since he joined the Supervision Department, he has almost never returned home. It is rare that the distance this time is only more than fifty miles away. It would be unreasonable not to go back.

Of course, the more important thing is that Jie Dao Tian Duo has temporarily reached his limit, and it is time for him to recuperate.

call out!
At this moment, Huang Hu's heart suddenly moved, he suddenly raised his head, and saw a brilliant golden feathered eagle pounced down from a distance.

"Um?!"

Huang Hu frowned, and the rest of the group also changed countenance and went to meet Lingying.

Lingying is the most common means for many big forces to exchange information. There are thousands of Lingying in the northwest city.

But Jin Lingying is different.

Golden feathered eagles are extremely difficult to cultivate, most of them can only be caught from the outside world, and their price is a hundred times higher than ordinary feathered eagles.

This point can be seen from the decree of the Heavenly Wolf Dynasty that anyone who captures a golden feathered eagle can escape the death penalty.

call!
With a thought, Huang Hu appeared a hundred feet away, and was the first to catch the falling golden eagle.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but change his expression drastically:
"Pingshui County?!"

Stab it!

With a blue complexion, Huang Hu tore off the letter raft directly, stepped out suddenly, and galloped away with a long roar:

"Everyone, follow me!"

Huhu~
The strong wind blew in his face, the veins on Huang Hu's forehead popped up, and the high-quality dragon horse was almost pinched to death by his legs, screaming and running wildly.

Fifty miles away, in just a moment, he can already see it from a distance.

But at this glance, his heartbeat almost stopped for a moment.

At this moment, it is not yet dusk, the sun is not to say that it is very big, but it is far from dark, but Pingshui County in the distance seems to be shrouded in gray air.

It was foggy, and no one could be seen inside, just like a ghost town!
soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
The dragon and the horse were frightened and did not dare to move forward. Huang Hu dismounted in fright and was about to stride away when he was stopped by a deep voice.

"stop!"

Huang Hu gritted his teeth and turned around, but saw a group of dozens of people coming on horseback, the people in front of him were wearing gray robes and dark red military uniforms, he unexpectedly recognized them.

"You...the two of you actually came together?"

Rao was so angry that Huang Hu couldn't help being startled.

The two people in front of them are the two bosses of the Northwest Demon Slayer Division. According to rumors, they are Wang Liu and Jiang Xiaobai who have won the ranks of 'Niu Tou' and 'Horse Face'.

"Yellow tiger?"

His long hair hangs down his waist, like the mane of a horse. The speaker is young and has ordinary features, except for his face, which is twice as long as that of ordinary people, which is very eye-catching.

"It was you two who sent the letter to me?"

Huang Hu breathed heavily:

"Pingshui County, what happened?!"

"good."

Wang Liu got off his horse and had been a shopkeeper for many years. He was much calmer and didn't care about Huang Hu's impoliteness:
"More than ten days ago, a merchant passed by Pingshui County. Because it was getting late and the city gate was closed, he didn't enter the city. The next day, he found that Pingshui County had become an empty city. Everyone seemed to have disappeared overnight..."

"how is this possible?!"

Huang Hu didn't want to believe it.

When he was the magistrate of Pingshui County, he spent a lot of manpower to move all the villages and towns within a radius of [-] miles to the city.

In this small city, the population is more than tens of thousands?

How could it all disappear overnight...

"Old Niu, you talk too much nonsense, tell him directly, don't you just get it?"

Jiang Xiaobai interrupted him impatiently:
"Although there are no people in Pingshui County, there are plenty of ghosts! During the day, the sky is turbulent, but at night, it is very lively..."

"In a word, your hometown is now a ghost town!"

　Good night, good night... I always want to draw a cake to force myself, um, I really want to draw one. Tomorrow I will live and die twice, I can't keep salting it!
　
(End of this chapter)