The first cause of all realms

Chapter 788 It's okay to die!
hum!
The huge restaurant was trembling uncontrollably, and dust fell from time to time.

"you you……"

Hearing the words 'Wanfalou', and then looking at Yang Ju who was lightly pressing the center of his brow, the pale golden blood flowed back, Jiang Xiazi, who was covered in blood and flesh, was dumbfounded, extremely shocked:

"You, how dare you..."

"That bamboo building..."

Gently pinching the center of his brows, Yang Ju felt extremely exhausted with his practice today.

Before Tongyou was triggered, he had already summoned the Longyuan Sword, and he could cut off all traces of prying eyes immediately when the situation was not good. Naturally, he did not suffer any backlash.

The reason why the eyes of the sky are bleeding is because the shape of the bamboo building has already exceeded the limit of his current eyesight...

Jiang Xiazi was so shocked that his hands and feet trembled, he replied numbly: "Yes, Xuantian Lingbao..."

"Xuantian Spirit Treasure?"

Taking a deep breath to calm the turbulent blood in his chest, Yang Jue chewed on this unfamiliar vocabulary.

He is not ignorant of the difference between magic weapons.

He knew from the cut-out drawing of the golden dragon that the masters of supernatural powers before ancient times called artifacts with the power of Taoism and supernatural powers 'magic weapons'.

Its specific division is divided into "dharma instrument", "magic weapon" and "lingbao".

Among them, the God Seeds are refined to be Dharma tools, and the Dao Fruits are refined to be Magical Treasures. Due to the grades of Dao Seeds, Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, they are divided into four grades: top grade, top grade, middle grade, and low grade.

As for Lingbao, according to legend, it is composed of many Dao fruits and is a powerful creation with all kinds of incredible power.

Even in ancient times, it was extremely precious.

"That is the Xuantian Spirit Treasure, the Xuantian Spirit Treasure..."

Jiang Xiazi's mouth was dry.

He never dreamed that the person in front of him would be so courageous that he dared to spy on the existence that he didn't even dare to reveal his name.

And I actually saw it...

'Eye of the sky, is it so terrifying? ! '

Couldn't help swallowing, Jiang Xiazi felt his heart tremble.

That is the legendary Xuantian Spirit Treasure that contains great supernatural powers!

From the start of the spiritual tide to 10 years after the sky change, over a million years, there were only nine unrivaled fetishes!
"Are you supernatural?"

The majestic energy surged under his body like a vast ocean, and within a moment, Yang Jue had already recovered.

His expression was a little subtle, the moment he caught a glimpse, his eyes were overwhelmed, and at the same time, the cauldron of gluttony seemed to fluctuate...

Pressing his chest lightly, Yang Jue was thoughtful:
"So, the reason why you came here is because of that bamboo building?"

"Yes, yes...but, I can't say it..."

Jiang Xiazi's face was numb, and for some reason, he felt a little guilty:

"Apart from Yan Longxing, there are still a few people here. Unfortunately, none of them came to the Northwest Road..."

"Drive the Xuantian Lingbao just to send a few of you here?"

Yang Yu frowned.

Whether it is a magic weapon, a magic weapon, or a spiritual treasure, every time it is driven, it will consume a huge amount of warming and nourishing spirit energy.

This point, he who is carrying the golden scissors and the human race bag, how is he not clear.

He had no way of guessing how much it cost the bamboo building to send Jiang Xiazi and others here, but the number must be extremely astonishing.

And that Wanfa Tower paid such a high price, the conspiracy behind it...

"King Yang, Pindao didn't intend to conceal it, I really can't say it..."

Jiang Xiazi's face was a little numb.

Seeing Yan Longxing explode into mud, he was extremely afraid of his own recklessness, if this person really forced him, wouldn't he be about to die here immediately?

"Yang will never force you to die."

Seeing the uneasiness in his heart, Yang Jue comforted him, and immediately asked:

"You are subject to Wanfa Building, and you must be involuntary when you come and go, but why are you willing to take such a big risk and reveal your own origin?"

"Poor Dao..."

Hesitating slightly, Jiang Xiazi gritted his teeth and said:
"Your Majesty Yang doesn't know something. The reason why Pindao joined... is not voluntary. I don't want to be controlled by others for the rest of my life..."

"It's a very reasonable reason, but it's not enough. Yang is not a person who underestimates himself, but after thinking about it, he doesn't think he can help you, and..."

Yang Prison nodded and put down the teacup:

"Even if it is possible, why does Yang want to help you?"

The tyranny of Wanfalou can already be seen from that glimpse. This kind of power is not in this world. It has no enmity with him in the past and has no grievances in the present. He will only be hostile to it unless he is crazy.

"A few days ago, Pindao once read a strange book called Tidal Theory. King Yang also read it..."

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Jiang Xiazi calmly said:
"The person who can write this book is indeed an extraordinary person, but he still has limitations. He only focuses on this, but he doesn't know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people...

The ups and downs of the spiritual tide will affect those who are far more terrifying than he imagined..."

Da Da Da~
Yang Jue lightly tapped the table, motioning for him to continue.

"I can't tell you why Pindao came here, but Pindao can clearly tell King Yang that in the future, there will only be more and more 'outsiders' like me..."

Jiang Xiazi looked solemn:
"The rise and fall of spiritual tides only lies in the sky and sea world, which is the source of all worlds in the universe. The spiritual tide flows from the outside to the inside, and finally merges into the sky and sea!

At this moment, the sky and the sea have not yet opened, and the nearest mountain and sea world is the target of public criticism!

Is this enough? "

What he said was extremely serious, with ups and downs, making people unconsciously frightened.

"It's not enough either."

Yang Ju's expression didn't change, he had heard similar things before.

Jiang Xiazi's expression froze.

"It seems that you haven't figured it out yet, so when you have figured out the conditions, come and find me."

As soon as he hesitated, Yang Jue didn't want to listen any more, and with a flick of his hand, he pushed him out of the restaurant with vigor.

"This……"

In the night wind, Jiang Xiazi was a little dazed.

He thought about all kinds of possibilities, but he never expected that after meeting this side, it would be like this...

After being stunned for a while, he could only sigh, and turned to leave.

"Longquan Realm, Wanfa Tower..."

In the restaurant, Yang Jue turned the teacup, his thoughts scattered.

Suddenly, he flicked his sleeves, and the man of truth, who was still somewhat illusory, floated out and landed on the opposite side:

"He should have prepared enough conditions to make your heart beat, why don't you listen to it?"

"I won't agree, I listened, but it's just messing with my own mind, so why listen?"

Pouring and drinking by himself, the bitterness spread on the tip of his tongue, Yang Juan shook his head:

"I have enough troubles..."

Of course he could see that Jiang Xiazi still had reservations, and he thought that the conditions could impress him.

But he didn't want to hear it.

Because he has a lot of troubles.

Don't say ten things are hard to achieve, don't say that outside the Great Wall is just around the corner, don't say that the old monster of Montenegro, the square inch fairy mountain outside the Great Wall,
Not to mention the golden Buddha suspected to be Lu Chende.

Just the dharma altar that is likely to have been erected in Dayan Mountain is enough to make him careless.

That's the "Nailheaded Arrow Book Curse" that kills seven arrows.

"That's a lot!"

Counting with fingers, the old man of truth can't help sighing:

"Fortunately, the old Taoist is dead, otherwise, I may not be so troubled at this moment."

"..."

Yang Qiu almost choked on the tea.

Without the shackles of the physical body and out of the hands of the enemy, the old Taoist is more free and easy than before.

"Her nail-headed arrow book, three worships a day, it takes seven years to complete. Counting the time, if she goes back and worships, you only have two years..."

Smiling, the old man was a little curious:

"Continue to scrutinize and try to advance to the ten capitals? Kuixing, you can't resist the seven arrows. If you want to break the game, you have to find another way...

Look at your appearance, have you already thought of a countermeasure? "

"In the legend, there is a curse book that even immortals and gods can pray to death. What good way do I have to deal with it?"

Heaving a sigh of relief, Yang Jue stood up, his gaze seemed to pass through the mountains in the night sky, and he saw the fenced courtyard in the mountains:

"It's nothing more than early, kill her!"

……

……

Huhu~
As summer goes and autumn comes, the heat in the pass has not subsided, and outside the Great Wall, the cold has dropped sharply.

The cold wind blew overnight, and the mountains, rivers, land, vegetation, mud and rocks were all covered with hoarfrost. Under the biting cold, many cattle and horses on the grassland had begun to move and die.

Just like the past ten years, a heavy snowstorm is approaching, and the entire grassland has begun to hibernate for the winter.

The cold will increase day by day.

During the initial blizzard, ordinary people could still go out in winter, but now, ten years later, in the most bitterly cold place outside the Great Wall, all warriors who have exchanged blood and achieved great success have to wear cloaks.

Huhu~
In the Seven Killing King City, there is a 28-foot-tall building made of heavy iron.

In the cold wind, Ye Sheng climbed up the stairs.

This Yingxing Building has 28 floors, but only one person lives on the top, and besides that person, he is the second person to set foot here.

"My lord!"

Before climbing to the top, he bowed first, Ye Shengzhi was very respectful, glanced over from the corner of his eye, and saw a person sitting cross-legged in the snow.

He was dressed in a black gown, not a Hu suit, but just seeing his back, he felt a sense of vastness and roughness rushing over his face.

"There are too many people in the pass, unless you go there in person, Fangcun Xianshan will no longer be able to hold on..."

Without the slightest nonsense, Ye Sheng reported respectfully.

He is one of the few people who can vaguely guess the identity of this person, but this is not because he is extremely alert.

It was that he had seen this side, or rather, this incarnation side many years ago...

"In, let them in and out, of course they can't come out at will."

Sitting cross-legged in the wind and snow, the old demon didn't seem to have much interest in the fairy mountain, which was regarded as a place of good fortune, which was scrambled by tens of thousands of people.

He just casually explained a sentence, and then called Ye Sheng who nodded in "yes":

"The four great families in Qingzhou, although they are not the top aristocratic families in Ming Dynasty, they are also richer than the princes outside the Great Wall. Why do you join me?"

"...The lord's destiny belongs..."

The half-sounding words were forced back by indifferent eyes, Ye Sheng's heart trembled, and he lowered his head:
"The Ming Dynasty was in turmoil, and my Ye family was squeezed out by the court..."

"Come here for the wealth and honor of the family?"

Hearing the voice from the top of the tower, Ye Sheng stopped breathing, but he could only nod his head: "...Yes!"

"My seat, I promise you the third generation of the Ye family to be rich, as long as..."

The inexplicable chill made Ye Sheng shudder:
"If the prince has an order, I will die in a lowly position..."

"Wan Shi, don't have to..."

hum!
The wind and snow seemed to be blackened by ink, and a large black mist instantly flooded the top of the tower:

"One death, but also!"

　Good night……

　
(End of this chapter)