The first cause of all realms

Chapter 810 People are at the border, deterring the world!
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Dongyue Road is located in the southeast of Daming, adjacent to the two seas in the southeast, and has the largest estuary in the world.

The water flows continuously, and even in the middle of winter outside the Great Wall, at the port of entry to the sea, the waves are still monstrous and deafening.

Dongyue Dao, thousands of years ago, was a barren land full of miasma, and it was not even included in the Nine Dao Land at first.

Later, under the governance of successive dynasties, it became a transit point for trade with overseas islands.

But it was Zhang Yuanzhu who really made Dongyue Dao rich.

More than four hundred years ago, Zhang Yuanzhu ordered the rivers and lakes to lead the big sects such as Fushuiguan and Xuankong Mountain with a large army, and cooperated with a mysterious Sanren to overhaul the river, open hundreds of mountains, and merge the river into the sea.

Since then, Dongyue Dao has jumped alongside the prosperous Jiangnan Dao for thousands of years, and has become the most affluent place in the world. In recent years, with the annexation of the islands in the southeast two seas, there is a faint tendency to surpass it.

Rumble!
The turbulent river flows eastward into the sea, rolling up thousands of waves.

call!
The burly and tall figure passed through the mist and went deep into the mouth of the sea, only to see an iron platform made of black iron rising from the ground.

The confluence of the rivers, the torrents rolling like a group of dragons leaving the customs, are enough to destroy mountains and break cities, but the stone platform poured with square black iron is majestic and motionless in the torrential torrent.

"call!"

Holding up the real gangster, igniting the blood energy, enduring the beating of the big waves, the iron stepping method has a heavy nose, and leaps up:

"grandfather!"

In the torrential water mist, an old man could be seen sitting cross-legged, bearing the slaps of the rivers with his body.

His body is not very tall, and seems to be smaller than ordinary people, but the lines of his bare upper body are incomparably perfect.

The muscles and muscles are entangled like a dragon crouching, which makes people startled. This is a powerful physique that is so perfect that it is not like a human body.

"grandfather!"

Tietao lowered his head and called out again.

The old man in front of him is the ruler of the southeast, the uncrowned king of Dongyue Dao, and the master of Canghai City, Tie Hengliu.

When the world is not chaotic, the hero who does the separatist affairs.

He used to be number one on the Mountain and River Ranking, but now he is fourth on the Splendid Ranking...

"call!"

"Suck!"

The old man just woke up from the tranquility amidst the repeated calls of the iron stepping method, and with an extremely long exhale, he blew away the billowing water vapor:
"You're breathing heavily, your steps are vain, and you've become lazy again all these years!"

Tie Tread bowed his head and remained silent.

"Your talent can be ranked among the top ten even if you look at the first six years, but now, Youlong, Guan Qi, Qi Daoguang, Song Tiandao and others have all become martial saints, and you are nothing more than a grand entrance!" ..."

With his back to the iron stepping method, the old man stared at the surging sea:
"I don't blame you, it's because the old man spoiled you too much.

After today, you will sit here on behalf of the old man until you have practiced the Giant Spirit Mysterious Art to the eleventh rank, or you can attract that evil dragon..."

"……Yes!"

The color of the iron tread changed slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and agreed.

This black iron platform is a sacred place for practicing giant spirit mysterious arts, but not everyone can lose weight.

This estuary gathers water from various rivers, and every breath is filled with hundreds of millions of catties of river water. Even a grand master can't hold on for long.

And that evil dragon...

"It's your luck to be born in this world of great strife that is about to change, but if you can't strive to be the first, strive to be strong, and strive to win..."

Overlooking the raging tide of the sea, Tie Hengliu looked calm:

"Then, this luck will turn into the greatest misfortune..."

"Strive for the first, strive for strength, strive for victory..."

Under the beating of the big waves, Tietafa fell silent.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of that person...

"In this era, he is here, who can compete with him? Even grandpa you..."

boom!
Before the words of Iron Stepping Fa could be heard, the whole person had already lifted off the ground and fell heavily into the surging waves.

"waste!"

On the black iron high platform, Tie Hengliu stood with his hands behind his back, and his natural aura seemed to drive away the rolling waves.

"There has never been an era of who, the world is the world of the world! Even if he is as brilliant as the sun, what can he do?

The light of the sun and the moon is brilliant and vast, and the light of the stars is extinguished? "

Looking at his grandson in a state of embarrassment amidst the torrential waves, Tie Hengliu hated iron for being weak:
"When the old man was young, Henry Zhang was as bright as the sun, and when he was old, there were those who came after him, but then, so what?"

"grandfather……"

Among the big waves, it is difficult for the iron tread method to stand.

"The old man is not asking you to challenge someone, but to let you have the idea of ​​'struggling'..."

At this point, Tie Hengliu didn't want to say anything more, just shook his head:

"Some time ago, the Black Mountain old demon sent a message, inviting the old man to join hands with them in besieging and killing Yang prison..."

"Absolutely not!"

Tie Tread's expression changed drastically.

"At that time, the old man didn't agree, but now it seems, perhaps, it's time to go to the Northwest Road..."

In the mist, Tie Hengliu slowly closed his eyes:

"The first in martial arts, the first in martial arts... The old man wants to see, how is he compared to Henry Zhang back then?"

"Grandpa, this is absolutely impossible!"

Tietafa was anxious and couldn't help urging Zhengang to break through the waves, but before he could reach the high platform, he heard a crisp eagle cry.

A golden light broke through the waves.

"Golden Eagle?"

Tie Hengliu frowned slightly, and waved his hand to catch the letter dropped by Jin Lingying.

"Um?!"

"Grandpa, absolutely not!"

Running up to the high platform with iron pedaling:
"Xue Dilong is aggressive, and a big battle is imminent. At this time, you must not go to the Northwest Road!

East Vietnam and Northwest do not border each other at all, we shouldn't set up such a big enemy for nothing..."

Tie Tread's heart felt cold.

He knows too well what kind of person his grandfather is, once he decides something, no amount of people can change it.

Just like many years ago, he brazenly rebelled against the king of Dongyue and was almost wiped out by the imperial army, but he still insisted on going his own way.

But even if he knew about it, he still tried his best to stop it.

He read the whole story of the First Battle of Dingyang City no less than dozens of times, and he deeply knows how terrifying the Northwest King is now...

However, when he was scratching his head and thinking about how to persuade his grandfather, he saw that he sat back cross-legged at some point.

"You are right."

Exhaling a long breath of foul air, Tie Hengliu actually nodded.

"what did you say……"

This change was beyond Tie Tread's expectation, so much so that he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

"You are right. Northwest Road, I can't go..."

"As long as you can understand..."

Tie Tafa breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but look at the letter raft in his grandfather's hand.

What kind of news would pass directly to grandpa without passing him, and could make him change his mind?
"However, you're going to have a go."

"what?"

Iron Tread was stunned.

"By my secret order, go to the treasury and take out the 'Ghost Axe' dao fruit, walk the Northwest Road for the old man, and hand it over to the Northwest King..."

At this moment, Tietafa was keenly aware of the violent fluctuations in his grandfather's mood.

"Didn't you use that ghost ax to recruit Qi Changfa? You are... what happened?"

"In addition, summon the ministers and workers to stop the infiltration of the three ways outside the Great Wall, and deal with the court with all our strength..."

Suppressing the turbulent waves in his heart, Tie Hengliu raised his hand and threw the letter raft over, with an extremely complicated expression:
"The future is fearful, the future is fearful.

He really wiped out Dayan Mountain, that old hag really died in his hands..."

……

"After 3000 years of cultivation, I can't do it even if I die. Trash, even if I live for 3000 years, I'm still a trash..."

With a click, the round light mirror framed by black iron was crushed.

On the high platform, the cold wind blew the corner of the python robe, Xue Dilong leaned on the railing, overlooking the entire God City, his eyes were cold:
"3000 years, even if a pig lived for 3000 years, it wouldn't be so unbearable..."

Let go of your palm, and let the fragments of the mysterious light realm fly away, the surprise of the great achievement of Taoism is gone at this moment.

At this moment, he felt a huge crisis to the extreme.

I feel it, the time of death is approaching!
"He wants to kill me..."

Xue Dilong's face twitched, feeling a biting chill.

He was born in stargazing, and he is very sensitive to the senses in the dark, but it is the first time for him to feel such a real crisis.

This feeling was so strong that it made him suffocate...

After a few breaths, he left the high platform here and came to the ancient Taoist temple in the south of the imperial city.

This Taoist temple was built by Emperor Qianheng with a lot of manpower and material resources, and all the wood used came from the mountains in the south of the Lingnan Mountains.

The stone is even the top-grade blue sky stone. Being in it, one can naturally improve one's skills and build one's physique.

Now, this Taoist temple is naturally his.

In the past ten years, he has completely integrated the entire court, even if he stayed overnight in the palace, no one dared to comment in the slightest.

Of course, Emperor Qianheng was not fond of female sex, and there were only a few concubines in the harem, and he would not be distracted by female sex.

"My lord, a new batch of Earth Yuan Great Pill has been refined, and the alchemy materials in the palace are no longer enough to refine the next batch..."

Mo Xingkong, the head of Qin Tianjian, came quickly, bowed and said:

"How to distribute, please show me."

"Leave it for the time being, to reward those who have meritorious service, or to recruit those great masters who have been famous for many years in the Jianghu."

Xue Dilong waved his hands casually. He was so preoccupied at the moment that he really didn't have the heart to pay attention to these trivial matters.

"Then, where is Your Majesty?"

Mo Xingkong hesitated to speak.

"He doesn't know martial arts, so what's the use of the Diyuan Great Pill?"

Xue Dilong sneered, stepped into the depths of the Taoist temple, and finally stopped in front of the sacred monument.

"Yang prison, Yang prison!"

The expression changed several times, Xue Dilong stretched out his palm, and left the words "Pity the old woman" on the stele.

Immediately, words intertwined with light flowed out.

[Death and soul, suspected to be captured and suppressed...]

"Really, dead!"

Even though he knew the whole story of the Battle of Dayan Mountain from the spies, Xue Dilong couldn't help but feel his heart tremble because he was really sure.

On the way here, he still had a bit of luck in his heart. The old hag lived for 3000 years and experienced Emperor Qin, Ba Zun, Bodhidharma, and the sloppy Taoist... and she didn't die, so she should have left behind.

"Henba Zhang couldn't kill her, how could that muddy leg..."

In front of the stele, Xue Dilong kept pacing, wondering and feeling extremely bored.

Since ancient times, there are countless masters who want to kill the old witch, but in fact, those who can hurt her are the supreme masters who have left their names through the ages.

However, as tyrannical as Zhang Xuanba, he fought three times successively, and he couldn't kill him at all...

"Yang Prison!"

Xue Dilong was short of breath, and raised his hand again to leave Yang Jue's name on the stone tablet.

And just like his previous attempts...

【No such person found】

"Trash, trash!"

Looking at the familiar words, Xue Dilong felt anger surging in his heart, but soon, he calmed down his anger, and tried to write on the stele again.

This time, he didn't care about the loss of blood and even his lifespan when writing the number of words, and wrote down all the information about Yang Prison in great detail, regardless of size.

In the end, even Xue Dilong, who was a master of Taoism, turned pale to the extreme, as if his blood had been sucked out of his body, and he lost both qi and blood.

however……

【No such person found】

"Trash!"

Xue Dilong finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and slapped the stone tablet with a heavy palm, really burst out:
"What do you want!"

boom!
It was as if several thunderbolt bombs exploded suddenly, and the huge Taoist temple was shocked, as if it was about to collapse.

"In the end he..."

In the room filled with smoke and dust, Xue Dilong withdrew his bloody palm, his expression extremely ugly.

In the past ten years, he has controlled the court, cultivated cronies, and rectified the government and the army, which has achieved great results.

Relying on the huge resources of the imperial court, he recruited an unknown number of masters in the world, and he did not hesitate to refine all kinds of elixir in the imperial city into the great elixir of earth.

He estimated that in another ten years, he would have at least ten martial saints under his command, who would be able to sweep away the kings of the southeast, redefine the country, and bring out the 'divine treasure' he had been longing for for decades...

however……

"Do I still have a chance?"

Pressing lightly on the tingling heart, Xue Dilong muttered to himself, finally, he made up his mind.

boom!
Accompanied by a muffled sound, he picked up the sacred tablet, left the Taoist temple without hesitation, and drove out of the city alone with his chariot and horses, to a barren valley hundreds of miles away.

and stop somewhere.

It was a small burrow, very damp and dark, and there were many talismans posted outside it.

In the huge cave, there is darkness, only in the middle, there is a vague red light.

Upon closer inspection, the light came from an altar, a flesh and blood altar wriggling like a living creature.

"call!"

In the cave, Xue Dilong stopped for a long time.

Once upon a time, he was just an ordinary hunter, until one time, by chance, he discovered the altar of flesh and blood in this cave.

After a long while, Xue Dilong's heart skipped a beat, and he kicked the stele towards the altar of flesh and blood. At the same time, he knelt down on both knees and kowtowed heavily:
"Disciple Xue Dilong, kowtow to Master..."

……

Not just Tie Hengliu and Xue Dilong.

The news of the destruction of the Liansheng Sect and the Battle of Dayan Mountain spread to all the big and small forces at an unimaginable speed!
It is different from the siege and slaughter of the six great martial saints in Dingyang City, where the last one defeated one of their incarnations miserably.

This time, the old monster that was said to have lived for more than three thousand years, together with the leader of its sect, was wiped out in one go!

Moreover, it was not a tragic victory, but a complete victory!

The news was so astonishing that within seven or eight days, it had already spread to all major forces in the world, and even some individual travelers in the world had already heard about it.

For a while, I don't know how many undercurrents surged.

And all of this, Yang Jue didn't seem to know, and he didn't seem to care. In the sky, his eyelids trembled,
Involuntarily looked to the west.

That is, the direction of Longyuan City.

　...I didn't write it out yesterday, it's difficult.Come to Junshen's wedding today, strive for two updates, everyone, stop scolding, this chapter can only be seen after six or seven days...

　
(End of this chapter)