The first cause of all realms

Chapter 834 The world is at its peak, the enemy country is full of people!
In the previous chapter, Yu Baimei was written as Yu Xuanji, which has been changed, has been changed

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he came!

Li Yuan raised his eyes.

Through the ruined temple and the lingering rain, he could clearly see the huge flood dragon surging in the clouds and mists of the distant mountains.

And, a pair of eyes that are so bright that even miles away, they feel so breathtaking!
hum!
The moment Yaoyao looked at each other, Li Yuan's pupils shrank.

In a trance, I felt as if there was a sacred mountain in front of me, and my body shook involuntarily.

Click!

The dust in the ruined temple began to rise from the agitation, and the small temples all made a beep, and the ground and walls cracked at the same time!
"The King of the Northwest really deserves his reputation!"

Looking at each other for a moment, Li Yuan withdrew his prying gaze, and he clapped his hands and sighed regardless of whether the visitor could hear him or not.

"Northwest King?"

"Are you waiting for him?"

Li Yuan didn't hide it, Lu Qingting and Yu Baimei also noticed the movement, but the two of them, one who has not become a martial saint, and the other who has lost his true energy, even if they looked far, they didn't see anything.

"Four months ago, the Northwest King Yulong left the customs, killed the old demon of Heishan in the first battle, captured Qisha City, and in the following two months, he fought for [-] miles and slaughtered most of the masters of the eight tribes of Sirius ..."

Looking at the looming dragon in the clouds and mist far away, Li Yuan took a deep breath and said:

"Seven Killing King City, Qingshakou, Dingshan Pass, Yushan...all the major cities have been destroyed!

Masters such as Ashina Tower, Ash Dexiong, and Ge Shulong all died!
The Shari Tuli Department, the Sunong Department, the Zhishi Department, the Bayan Department, the Duodi Art Department, the Ayan Department, and the Liyu Department... were all scattered!
More than half of the 70 string-controllers in the Golden Tent Royal Court died in battle, and the rest fled...

In less than three months, the vitality of the Sirius Dynasty has been scattered! "

……

Li Yuan's words were concise and to the point, without any exaggeration, he just coldly recounted the information he had obtained.

Lu Qingting and Yu Baimei both gasped and looked at each other, feeling a little tingly:
"In three months, the Sirius Dynasty will be destroyed?!"

The destruction of a country in March is not without records in ancient history, but most of them are small countries with fragmented regions, which may not be as large as the Ming Dynasty.

Sirius is different!

The Sirius King's Court is a great country in the world, with millions of soldiers who control strings and dare to fight, tens of millions of people, and a vast territory, even surpassing Ming Dynasty!
Such a behemoth was actually destroyed by March? !
"Although it is not destroyed, it is not far away."

Li Yuan silently said:

"The king of the Northwest, his meritorious deeds may have surpassed that of Zhang Xuanba back then, and he will not stop in April, criss-crossing the [-]-mile snowfield..."

There is no limit beyond the Great Wall, and it is impossible to destroy a country in three months. As one of the three great dynasties famous in the world, the Sirius Dynasty is not comparable to those small countries.

However, the royal family of Sirius and the high-ranking nobles suffered a lot of casualties, and the rest also panicked and fled in embarrassment.

Under the pursuit of Wang Muzhi, Lin Qitian, and Wei Zhengxian, the three masters, there are very few survivors. Although the country has not been destroyed, it is not far from it.

And the cause of all this is actually one person!

"The martial arts are at the top, and the people are the enemy's country!"

Lu Qingting's heart was surging, and he exchanged a glance with his master and uncle, and this idea couldn't help popping up in his mind at the same time.

There has always been a saying in the Jianghu martial arts world that a great master can form an army by himself, and a martial sage can defeat the enemy's country.

But its true meaning is that a great master can advance and retreat freely even if he is encircled and suppressed by an elite army, and a martial sage can do nothing if he pours the power of a country.

Since ancient times, there has never been a martial sage in this world who has destroyed a great dynasty...

But this...

"You waited for him because of the Eternal Tianlun Temple?"

After being shocked, Yu Baimei was the first to calm down and looked at Li Yuan.

He and Li Yuan only had a master-student relationship for three years, but he knew him very well.

Back then, the reason why he didn't bring this disciple back to Hanging Mountain had nothing to do with the country, and it had nothing to do with the hatred in his heart.
In fact, it is too unscrupulous in doing things.

For revenge, he can let go of everything and let the monks he hates drive him for more than 100 years, and work hard!

"After the death of Fan Ruyi, all states in Dali rebelled. In a few years, more than 80 temples were destroyed, and more than [-] bald donkeys were killed..."

Li Yuan looked indifferent.

In the past few years, he has been fighting against the masters of the Eternal Tianlun Temple, including the Red Sun Dharma King.

There were countless deaths and injuries between each other, but he finally gained the upper hand.

"Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate!"

Yu Baimei read a Taoist name, and then said:

"Buddhism often talks about karma, and this is what they get for themselves."

Dali is very special.

Not only in contemporary times, but looking at the past 3000 years, it is also a very special country.

Its zhengjiaoheyi, named dynasty, is actually a sect.

Headed by the Eternal Tianlun Temple, there are 18 people in the country, and the hierarchy is so strict that it is outrageous.

Low-level people will be killed on the spot even if they accidentally step on the shadow of a high-level person.

And this person cannot be changed, and it will be passed down from generation to generation!

The 18 people from top to bottom, without exception, must enshrine the Buddhas of Tianlun Temple as their lifelong faith, burning incense and kowtow day and night.

Also because of this extremely strict human rights system, the riots in the past 200 years have never stopped,
And the years after Fan Ruyi's death were even more intense!

"They all deserve to die!"

Li Yuan's face twitched violently, and quickly calmed down:
"...To overthrow Tianlun Temple is what the hearts of millions of people want. Therefore, the masters that the Red Sun Dharma King can mobilize are ten times stronger than me, and I still have the upper hand..."

"However, just as I was about to attack Eternal Mountain, a statue of statue came out from the mountain..."

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"A statue?"

In the cloud and mist, above the dragon's head, Yang Ju tilted his ears slightly, as if he heard the conversation between the three people in the ruined temple.

"My lord, lord, you, don't you really want to rest?"

On the dragon's back, Beihai Longjun had already collapsed in a daze, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, Jiang Xiazi's face was as pale as a ghost, and his breath was dying.

He looked at Yang Ju, as if he saw a legendary monster or beast.

Four months!
For more than four months, except for the exhaustion of the blood flood dragon's physical strength, his feet hardly touched the ground!
Eighty thousand miles across, it sounds heroic, but it’s actually horribly bitter!
The speed of the blood dragon's escape is far faster than that of the Lingying. If you are on it, let alone sleep, you will even be thrown off if you are not careful.

Even though everything has been accomplished, his condition is still extremely bad, and he wished he could fall asleep for ten days and a half months.

But the Northwest King in front of him, his energy seemed to be boundless. He traveled back and forth for four months, fought hundreds of games, and his breath did not decline in the slightest!

"it is good!"

Jiang Xiazi begged hard, and he didn't expect to have a response, but he didn't expect this master to actually nod his head.

"Look at that old dragon."

Popped out a elixir, and before he could answer, Yang Jue's figure had disappeared into the mist.

Huhu~
Amid the violent sound of breaking through the sky, Lu Qingting and Yu Baimei also saw a vision in the sky at this moment.

A figure was seen piercing through the sea of ​​clouds, like a meteor, dragging a long cloud of gas explosion, coming towards here.

"His aura seems to be stronger than before..."

Yubai's eyebrows twitched.

Although his true energy dissipated, his eyesight was still there, and he was keenly aware of the change of energy in the person who came, and he couldn't help being horrified in addition to being surprised.

He is like this, Li Yuan feels more deeply than him.

"This breath..."

Li Yuan's heart trembled.

There are also more than a hundred years of soldiers and horses. He has seen most of the masters in the world, and even confronted Henry Zhang twice.

But the sense of crisis brought to him by the person in front of him surpassed Fan Ruyi, and also surpassed, Henry Zhang!
Call ~
It fell like thunder, but it landed silently.

While the air flow was dissipating, Yang Ju had arrived in front of the temple and raised his hand slightly:
"Master Yu, brother Lu, long time no see."

"My lord is very polite."

The two returned the gift.

Li Yuan then raised his hand and lowered his posture:
"Li Yuan, I have seen the prince."

Yang Jue glanced at Li Yuan coldly:

"Since you know Yang is coming, how dare you come alone?"

"With the current practice of the prince, what's the difference between Li coming one day, or tens of thousands of people coming?"

Li Yuan shook his head slightly, with a wry smile:

"The last time I shot the prince with an arrow, I really had to do it, but from the beginning to the end, Li did not want to be an enemy of the prince..."

Feeling the stinging pain like a light on his back, Li Yuan's heart tensed up.

What he said was a bit flattering, but he understood that if the person in front of him wanted to make a move, it would be no different by himself or leading thousands or ten thousand people.

You can escape, but you can't win.

"is it?"

Yang prison was noncommittal.

He didn't pay much attention to Li Yuan's words, he just answered casually, and walked into this ruined temple.
While talking with Lu Qingting and Yu Baimei, his eyes wandered around the temple, and finally fell on the statue.

"Every word Li said is true."

Li Yuan smiled slightly, as if he didn't care at all.

"Nine Heavens Falling Demon Patriarch..."

Yang Ju looked up and down at the statue, with a faint solemnity in his eyes.

In the world of mountains and seas, there is never a lack of statues of gods. It's just that the Ming Dynasty once destroyed mountains and destroyed temples, and there are almost no wild temples.

Over the years, he has seen quite a few god statues, but the one that makes him faintly afraid, apart from the 'White Bone Bodhisattva', is the statue of the Nine Heavens Subduing Demon Patriarch in front of him.

He actually didn't care about Li Yuan's prying eyes, what he looked back at was never the former, it was also this statue!

Tens of miles away, he also faintly noticed something strange.

"This god is the Patriarch of the Nine Heavens Conquering Demons. It is said that he was an incredible god in ancient times, and he was in charge of subduing demons..."

Seeing that he seemed to be interested in this idol, Li Yuan took the initiative to speak:
"Thousands of years ago, the land of Dali was full of the belief of this god. According to legend, Dali is the place where this great god sat down..."

"The place of sitting..."

With his lowered eyes, the eyes of the sky opened, urging him to open up the seclusion. Yang Ju looked at it very carefully, for half a cup of tea in the front and back.

Just when Lu Qingting was a little doubtful, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it empty-handed.

"Ok?"

Li Yuan seemed to be aware of it, and doubts flashed in his eyes.

Yang Jue has restrained his gaze, and turned around:
"You said earlier that a clay sculpture came out of the back mountain of Eternal Tianlun Temple?"

　Good night, good night, everyone, I really hurt my hand, I started typing with my fingers, I was really slow...By the way, I will push a book "I, the protagonist of the empress simulator"

　
(End of this chapter)