The first cause of all realms

Chapter 833 Eternal Sky Wheel, Nine Heavens Falling Demons!
The beacon fires of Longyuan's three passes finally passed after many years, and the unknown snowy night in early spring blows out of the frontier.

And with the momentum of a wildfire, it ignited the Seven Killing King City, burned to the Golden Tent King's Court, and burned to the Heavenly Wolf Babu!
The war broke out suddenly under circumstances that no one expected!

"hold head high!"

Dragons chant loudly in the clouds and mist, and on the snowy field, the sound of horseshoes galloping like thunder.

One place one day, one before and one after.

The former led more than ten thousand shence troops across the north and south, defeating small tribes everywhere, while the latter flew against the dragon and killed if he wanted to be strong.

The Shuiyunguan garrison led by Lin Qitian swept the battlefield at the end and took over the city and the tribe.

In less than a month, more than [-] Sirius elites gathered around the Seven Killing King City were completely defeated.

Many of the Sirius royal family and high-level nobles were killed or injured, and the rest were scattered in all directions, either died in pursuit, or died in the wilderness...

As soon as the news came out, the whole world was shaken. Inside the pass and outside the fortress, the supporters proclaimed the venerable. Suddenly, everyone was in danger, and the undercurrent surged.

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Click!

Among the turbulent dark clouds, there was an electric snake and thunder dragon running. After a while, the fine raindrops changed from small to large.
As far as the eye can see, the world is completely hazy.

"The sky is vast, the earth is vast, and the sea of ​​stars is vast. How insignificant is it that people live in it? Not to mention the distance of the sea of ​​stars, but the vastness of the four seas. Even if I spend my whole life, I will not be able to step on it!"

Coir raincoat, bamboo hat, bamboo stick and straw shoes, in front of the barren mountain and wild temple in the rain, Yu Xuanji stood with a stick, looking at the scattered wind and rain, he couldn't help sighing:

"When the old man was young, he was very fond of the world's scenery. When he rarely chanted scriptures and meditated, he often traveled around the world under the pretext of following the footsteps of his ancestors...

Later, the master and senior brothers passed away one after another, and the old Taoist was in charge of the Xuankong Temple. Until now, he has not traveled so far in more than 200 years..."

"One's life is not all about cultivation. You are always doing nothing, maybe it is more in line with the way of the patriarch..."

Lu Qingting stood with his hands down, with a sad expression on his face.

What he said was not meant to be flattering.

As the second Martial Saint in Xuankong Mountain for thousands of years, Yu Xuanji's talent is actually very average, not to mention compared with the disciples of previous generations, even his contemporary is also at the bottom of the seven disciples.

However, he was the one who became a martial saint.

"In recent years, there have been more and more evil spirits in the world. The legendary sky change is probably more violent than imagined!"

Reaching out to catch the rainwater dripping from the eaves of the temple, Yu Xuanji frowned slightly:
"It's no wonder that such a fertile land as Dali has been plagued by famine year after year..."

The world is vast, and the temperature difference is also great. If someone can travel all over the country in one day, he can experience the rotation of the four seasons.

Together outside the Great Wall, the Dali Dynasty and Sirius are one south and one north, one is bitterly cold, but the other can be regarded as unique.

There are only spring and autumn in Dali, there is no winter and summer, and the temperature is suitable all year round, which can be called a paradise.

But Tianchangzi will not ignore any one.

During the years of heavy snowstorms outside the Great Wall, natural disasters occurred frequently in Dali. Not only the wind and snow, but also the rain has changed...

"The sky has changed like this, what can people do?"

Lu Qingting, on the other hand, took it easy.

In the years he went down the mountain, he had experienced too much, and he was no longer the ignorant and kind-hearted little Taoist priest back then.

"The world of mortals is like the tide, people are like water, ups and downs for most of life..."

After a long sigh, Yu Xuanji sat back by the bonfire, his body was heavily damp, and his face under the bamboo hat was extremely old.

Its breath is even weaker, as if it has reached the bottom of the valley.

"Master Uncle..."

Lu Qingting hurriedly stretched out his hand to help, feeling sad in his heart: "If you hadn't passed your true energy to me, you wouldn't have..."

"The old Taoist has lived for 300 years. Although he is not as good as the Patriarch, he is better than most people in ancient and modern times. Isn't he satisfied?"

Stretching out his hand to feel the temperature of the campfire, Yu Xuanji warned softly:

"Your talent is much better than that of the old daoist, and you have attained the dao fruit earlier. If this true energy is not passed on to you, is it passed on to that little girl Gu Qingyi?"

"Master Uncle."

Lu Qingting smiled wryly:
"Senior sister's talent is even better than mine..."

"Maybe, that little girl..."

Yu Xuanji shook his head, didn't get entangled in this, but explained the funeral.

Lu Qingting felt sad in his heart, but he could only listen quietly.

"The success of the Ten Capitals lies in luck, and the success of a Martial Saint lies in the general trend... The former depends on fate, while the latter depends on one's heart.

Although you have already opened the entrance, and you have received 300 years of pure yang energy from the old Taoist, but it is even more difficult to break through and become a saint! "

"If it's not a last resort, the Martial Saint must not succeed before the ten capitals, remember, remember..."

"...After the battle of Dayan Mountain, the situation in the world has become clearer, and the one who will take over the world in the future will be between the Northwest and the Seven Killers..."

"The Taizu and Taizong of the Ming Dynasty have shown me too much kindness to Xuankong Mountain. Even if they can't help, they can't make trouble..."

"The Seven Tribulations Sword recognizes you as the master, and only you will be the master of the Hanging Mountain in the future. Remember, don't get too involved with the temple..."

……

Everything is detailed, from the Hanging Mountains to the situation in the world, and the changes in the future.

With a solemn expression, Yu Xuanji passed on all his knowledge to the younger generation in front of him.

"Disciple, keep this in mind!"

Lu Qingting bowed with tears in his eyes.

There is no human power to save the lifespan, but his master uncle still uses taboo techniques to force himself to prolong his life for a hundred years.

Up to now, even with the legendary panacea, life cannot be prolonged.

"...In the past, Hanyue Sanren once came to visit and traded one hexagram for the Seven Tribulations and Three Swords Moves. He said that after 300 years, the world will change drastically!"

As Yu Xuanji spoke, he had switched to voice transmission, his voice was very weak, but he was also very cautious:

"Before that, there was a catastrophe in my Hanging Mountain..."

"Family Extermination Calamity?"

Lu Qingting's heart skipped a beat, and he asked via voice transmission.

"According to what Sanxiao Sanren said, before the sky changes, the three most obvious nodes are the night walk of the ghosts, the walk of the ghosts every day, and the arrival of the fairy mountain..."

Yu Xuanji looked solemn:
"Not to mention the first two, the coming of the fairy mountain is really earth-shaking..."

"Square inch fairy mountain?"

Lu Qingting frowned.

In the past few years, the birth of Fangcun Xianshan almost disrupted the situation in the world. Up to now, countless warriors are still gathering towards the Great Wall.

Among them, I don't know how many great masters who were trapped in front of the martial sage's gate were all fighting for their lives. According to legend, there were bloody battles and killings almost every day in Fangcun Mountain.

"The so-called fairy mountain, according to Hanyue Sanren, is the place where gods, buddhas, immortals and demons escape from calamity before ancient times, also known as the cave of heaven...

This kind of fairy mountain is formed by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. When the spiritual tide recedes, it will be separated from the heaven and earth, and when the spiritual tide returns, it will definitely return! "

Having said that, Yu Xuanji paused for a moment before saying:

"There are some things that you didn't know before. Your master deliberately concealed them. In fact, the old Taoist has already noticed the traces of the coming of the fairy mountain a few years ago!"

"You mean, there will be a fairy mountain descending on my Hanging Mountain?!"

Lu Qingting's body shook.

The intelligence system of Xuankong Mountain is still there for many years, so he naturally knows how tragic the fight in Fangcun Xianshan is.

If there is a fairy mountain descending on the door...

"Perhaps, it's not just my Hanging Mountain, that square inch fairy mountain, maybe it's just the beginning..."

Yu Xuanji's eyes dimmed slightly: "The future will be difficult, but you can only rely on yourself..."

"More than one..."

Lu Qingting's heart throbbed and he was speechless for a long time.

The ruined temple in the rain fell into silence.

After a long time, Yu Xuanji dried up the moisture on his body, pushed Lu Qingting away, stood up staggeringly, and walked to the stone platform in the temple:

"Do you know why the old Taoist didn't go back to the door, but brought you here?"

"what?"

Lu Qingting was startled, and subconsciously looked at the stone platform.

On the stone platform, there is a mud tire enshrined. Because it has not been taken care of for many years, it is now very dilapidated. Under the cover of weeds, only an outline can be seen.

It seemed to be a heroic statue standing with hair and feet, golden locks and armor, stepping on a stone tortoise, and standing with a sword...

"The Dali dynasty is not so much a dynasty as it is a sect. Eternal Tianlun Temple has controlled this country for more than two hundred years.
Up to now, the whole country believes in the 'Eternal Heaven', and the emperors of all dynasties, who have been in power for 20 years, have to return to the monastery to become a monk and serve the Buddhas of the Eternal Heaven..."

After lighting the bonfire and burning incense, Yu Xuanji bowed and bowed:
"In the patriarch's daily life, more than a thousand years ago, everyone in this place believed in the 'Nine Heavens Subduing Demon Patriarch'!"

"Here, is this the Nine Heavens Subduing Demon Patriarch?!"

Lu Qingting, who had been suspicious for a long time, was shocked when he looked at it carefully.

The appearance of this stone statue is a bit like the statue of the Nine Heavens Falling Demon Patriarch mentioned in the Patriarch's Daily Note...

"That's right, this idol is none other than the Nine Heavens Subduing Demon Patriarch!"

"Who?!"

Lu Qingting was startled, pressed his sword suddenly, and turned around.

In the fading wind and rain, a tall middle-aged man in a green shirt came across the wind, his voice echoed, and he had already arrived in the temple.

"Li Yuan!"

Lu Qingting's heart sank.

He once compiled the Splendid Mountains and Rivers List, and he recognized the person in front of him at a glance, it was Li Yuan.

The Dali Army God who was promoted to Martial Saint more than [-] years ago, planned the Battle of Liuji Mountain, rebelled a few years ago, and almost broke the Eternal Tianlun Temple!
"Don't panic."

After worshiping the god statue, Yu Xuanji turned around:

"Long time no see, Xiao Li."

Xiao Li? !
Lu Qingting looked astonished.

"Unfilial disciple Li Yuan, pay homage to Master."

Kneeling on both knees, prostrating and prostrating, Li Yuan revered with a bit of emotion:

"One farewell to two Jiazi, who would have expected that when we meet again, master and apprentice, it will be the difference between life and death..."

Master, master and apprentice?

Lu Qingting was completely dumbfounded.

"Many years ago, the old Taoist traveled around the world, and when he passed by Dali, he accepted several apprentices..."

Yu Xuanji explained casually, looking at Li Yuan with complicated eyes:
"I still remember that back then, you said you wanted to overthrow the Eternal Tianlun Temple, but now, you are almost done..."

"In 130, for [-] days and nights, the disciples stopped thinking about how to overthrow this decaying temple..."

Li Yuan stood up, looked at the weak Master, and couldn't help sighing:

"Eternal Tianlun Temple is no longer what it used to be. This disciple may be able to overthrow Dali, but he can't shake that ancient temple at all. In the past few years, the disciple's chances have been desperate..."

"but……"

While speaking, Li Yuan seemed to feel something, he turned around slowly, and outside the ruined temple, the wind stopped and the rain cleared.

"hold head high!"

A protracted and violent dragon chant echoed over the distant mountains shrouded in mist.

"he came!"

　Well, good night everyone... Gouzi continues to code and strive for another chapter!
　
(End of this chapter)