The first cause of all realms

Chapter 860 The world is in my sleeves, the odds are mine! (updated)
【Great capture by nature】

[Mysterious and mysterious, one breath is innate, born in the void of chaos, it can control the birth of all heaven and earth...]

[The source of the god seed: Immortal Jiuyao rank Qian Gangxian...]

[Refining pre-conditions: Extreme Dao, Immortal, God]

[Note: Congenitally grasping with great strength, it is one of the core gods that make up the great supernatural power "Sleeve Cosmos"...]

[? ? ? : Refining can be seen]

The Nine Brilliant Divine Seed...

In the quiet room, Yang Jue was playing with a colorless god-seed shaped like glass, thoughtfully.

The so-called Jiuyao-level god-seed does not mean that this god-seed can only be refined if it is promoted to Jiuyao, but it means that this god-seed has gone through years of baptism and still has the rank of Jiuyao.

Of course, this level can only be effective if it is refined into a magic weapon. If it is really refined, it still needs to start from the first level.

This is the iron rule of supernatural powers, even if it is a god-seed stripped by the ancient great supernatural powers, it must still follow this iron rule.

In fact, the god-seed cannot be stripped off easily. Even if it is an ancient immortal Buddha, stripping off the god-seed will also cause the Dao fruit to fluctuate, the rank will be unstable, the supernatural power will drop, and even it will not be used for a period of time. .

Therefore, apart from refining treasures, it is rare for a master of supernatural powers to strip off the god-seed.

"This god-seed is indeed related to the legendary supernatural power, but it needs ten capitals to refine it..."

In a flash of thought in Yang Yu's mind, he held back the God Seed, and at this moment, the North Sea Dragon Lord who was thrown by him in the corner of the room just woke up faintly.

"Uh……"

The moment he regained consciousness, the Dragon Lord couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, was punched thousands of feet into the sky, and lost consciousness.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was not made of flesh and blood, he might have turned into a flesh, but even so, there is no pain anywhere on his body at this moment...

"Yang Prison!"

As soon as he regained consciousness, Lord Long of the North Sea saw the hideous mortal, but his throat twitched twice, and he insisted on not swearing.

"Mr. Long's technique of feigning death is ingenious. If it wasn't for Mr. Yang's vigilance, he might have been tricked by you."

Yang prison put away the god seed.

In the past ten years, he has traveled all over the world, and he has seen a few Taoist ghosts on the way, but compared to the Thunder Lord and the Dragon Lord of the North Sea, they are far worse.

Those dao ghosts, who don't even know how they survived, are probably the lucky ones who were used to experiment in ancient times.

The Dragon Lord of Beihai is the most noble Taoist ghost he has come into contact with so far, none of them.

"What do you want to do?"

The throat was severely damaged, his voice was extremely ugly, and his face was even more ugly.

He who dared to put all his eggs in one basket before ancient times and tried himself for disaster would never accept his fate. In the past ten years or so, he has been thinking about ways to get out all the time.

However, the person in front of him was too cautious, the only time he showed his flaws, he was actually cheating, and he was almost beaten to death...

"I heard that although the ancient dragon race is a foreign race, it is favored by immortals and gods. It is one of the very few races where all the clan can be regarded as land..."

At this time, Yang Jue would not fight with him, and cut straight to the point:
"The reason why Yang took the Dragon Lord across thousands of mountains and rivers, what he did was just a corner of the book!"

The reason why the goshawk landed on Wanlong Road in the end across the land of seven states is related to the broken pages of the book from the ground.

As early as more than thirty years ago, when the imperial court first issued the Splendid Mountains and Rivers List, he had heard similar rumors. It was only later that the fragments of books that he had not heard of appeared in the world, and gradually they were not discussed.

But since Yang Ju came here with a thought in mind, he didn't care about taking the North Sea Dragon Lord with him any more.

"Book from the Ground!"

Beihai Longjun's eyes flickered:

"Are there any fragments of the Book of the Earth in this world? That's right, my Dragon Clan's direct blood is indeed the only one in all the heavens, and the entire clan can be an Earthling...

However, the book from the ground is a legendary existence, so where is it that we can reach?You want me to get the land book for you, hehe..."

"Long Jun thinks, who is Yang?"

Yang Jue saw his concealment, but he didn't expose it. Instead, he asked:
"Can Lord Long be sure to leave my hand?"

The sneer stopped abruptly, and Beihai Longjun's face became more and more ugly.

For more than ten years, he was forced to follow Yang prison across thousands of mountains and rivers, and witnessed the whole process of his pushing across 21 states. How could he not know that this person is the most ruthless person...

"When the time is right, help me. By the way, make a 300-year agreement..."

Yang prison didn't give him time to think, his voice was calm, and he let him choose:

"Or, die."

……

……

Call ~
The slightly cold night wind blows through the official road, still carrying the dampness of yesterday's spring rain.

As it approaches the capital of God, the official road becomes extremely wide and smooth, and many chambers of commerce and caravans from the Land of Ten Thousand Dragons and Six gather here. At a glance, it looks like a long dragon wriggling without end or end.

"It is said that the location of the capital of the gods is the dragon of all fortunes, the ancestral lineage of the states, and the most outstanding people. Seeing it now, it really lives up to its reputation."

"Thousands of mountains are flat, hundreds of rivers gather, it is really a unique place to raise dragons!"

"This is the real number one city in the world!"

……

On the wide moat, there is a wide wooden bridge that can accommodate sixteen horses walking side by side. Elite soldiers are stationed at the head and tail of the bridge.

On the big river, there are merchant ships like a forest, coming and going, day and night.

The capital of all dragons and gods is one of the few cities in the world where there is no curfew and the city gates are not closed at night.

At this moment, at sunset and dusk, the inside and outside of the city are brightly lit. I don't know how tens of thousands of lights are lined up outside the city. It is quite bright on a moonless night.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that such a city existed before the spiritual tide rose."

Jiang Xiazi, who was driving, couldn't help being amazed.

Looking from here, it looks like a series of high mountains are connected together, huge and heavy, and its size is almost not inferior to the city of Longquan.

This surprised him a little.

You know, Longquan Realm was able to build such a city because there were many masters of supernatural powers...

"It is indeed majestic."

Taking a casual glance, Yang Qian couldn't help but nod.

This city is no longer as simple as being big. The wall is thick and tall, several times that of the Northwest Road. You must know that it is a big border city.

In fact, the size of the city of God is not only due to the city walls, but the buildings inside are also different from other places. They are really tall buildings.

If it weren't for the different styles, Yang Qiu really felt like he was dreaming back to his previous life.

Behind the spacious and deep city gate, Jiang Xiazi narrowed his eyes, and in front of him, a group of brocade guards in black flying fish suits lined up.

Seeing the carriage, they bowed one after another:
"Jinyiwei Beizhen Fusi, Yu Dagan, pay homage to the Northwest King!"

His voice was neither high nor low, but Jin Yiwei's location had always been a place that people could not avoid, but it also attracted a lot of attention.

When he opened his mouth, there was an uproar inside and outside the city gate, and people poked their heads out from many tall buildings along the street.

Immediately, someone yelled 'Run', and the streets and alleys were in chaos, even the caravans that had just entered the city all retreated one after another.

It seems that before his words fell, the radius of Baizhang was empty, and everyone fled away.

"Yu Daqian, the current master of Beizhen Fusi, the personal disciple of Master Li Baihu Li?"

Lifting the curtain of the car, Yang Yu recognized the person in front of him:
"I heard that in recent years, the officials in the court have dispersed, and most of those who are unwilling to work for Xue Dilong have dispersed. Since you are a disciple of Master Li, why..."

There are not many people who open the entrance, even in the capital of the gods, and he naturally recognizes the person in front of him.

It's just that his great master only took charge of Beizhen Fusi in his practice?

"Master Xu has been loyal to the emperor all his life, so Wang Muzhi also disobeyed the court?"

Facing Yang Wudi in the present age, all Jinyiwei felt like facing a formidable enemy, but Yu Daqian was neither humble nor overbearing:

"A teacher is a teacher, and an apprentice is an apprentice."

"That's the reason."

Yang Ju couldn't help laughing, but said again:
"Why, Xue Dilong sent you here?"

"No, it's Yu who wants to come, it has nothing to do with others."

Yu Dagan shook his head.

"Why come?"

Yang Yu was a little curious.

"My lord's meritorious deeds are unrivaled in the world, the general situation has been achieved, and there is no one in the world to resist. This visit to the capital of God must be for the tripod to rule the world."

Yu Dagan said solemnly:

"Yu Mou came here not to stop the prince, but to represent Wanlong and the hundreds of millions of people, and beg the prince to show his noble hand and let the national teacher live..."

"Huh~"

Jiang Xiazi couldn't help laughing:
"Who are you? Why should you replace others? Repay hundreds of millions of people, and you won't be afraid of the wind flashing your tongue..."

"My lord, do you think so too?"

Yu Dagan only looked at the carriage, and said hurriedly:

"Xue Dilong, controlling the government, abolishing the emperor, slaughtering ministers and clans are inherently serious crimes! But Yu believes that his merits outweigh his crimes!"

"You're talking about the nursing home, Ji'an Square, Lou Ze Garden, and Qizhi Hall, right?

Lifting the curtain of the car, Yang Jue got off the carriage.

When he took a step forward, all Jin Yiwei except Yu Daqian involuntarily backed away.

"My lord really knows!"

Yu Dagan's expression eased.

Jiang Xiazi was puzzled, the first time he saw this master, he would stop in his tracks, as if his killing intent had slowed down a lot:

"what is that?"

"Birth, learning, old age, sickness, death..."

Yang Yu's expression was a little subtle.

People in the world are often not black and white.

The same is true for this legendary hero who rose to the position of Lord Qintian Supervisor by catering to the holy will, became the national teacher, and even abolished the emperor in the end, and supported two generations of new monarchs.

During his seven or eighty years in power, he colluded with cronies and killed countless people for him, and even more people were framed by him and their families were ruined.

But on the other hand, this person has pushed something that this world has never had before...

The so-called nursing home refers to all the old and weak who have no one to support them, all can enter, and the court is responsible for food, medicine and housing.

In Ji'anfang, all people with no money left, no matter old, weak or young, are exempted from medical fees and medical fees.

Louze Garden is responsible for the coffins and funeral expenses of all poor people.

Qizhitang, as the name suggests, is for elementary school. All school-age children can go to school.

The four types of institutions mentioned above have been implemented in six prefectures, eighteen prefectures, hundreds of counties, and even villages and towns during Xue Dilong's more than [-] years of power!

Because of this, even if Xue Dilong supported the new king for the second time, the massacre was extremely heavy, and every time he raised his arms, there were still many reasons for joining the army!

It was also the reason why all the courtiers, including Xu Jing, were unable to impeach him in the past.

The livelihood of millions of people lies in the body of one person!
"My lord! Even if the national teacher has made thousands of mistakes, please let him live for the sake of the people of Wanlong Dao!

Even if his martial arts and Taoism are abolished, his limbs are fine..."

Yu Dagan knelt down on the ground, and all the Jinyi guards behind him also knelt down on the ground one after another.

"This……"

Jiang Xiazi is no stranger to this scene. He has seen similar scenes many times in the past ten years.

It is not surprising that there are people who are willing to die for any hero.

Yang Ju remained silent, but slowly raised his head.

"When is..."

In the night wind, there was an extremely cold sound.

"Xue has been reduced to the point where I need you dogs to beg for mercy?! Besides..."

Boom!

There seemed to be a thunderstorm exploding in the royal city, and a flash of red light dyed half of the night red like fire.

Huhu~
In the royal city, on the high platform shrouded in red light, figures emerged one after another, either cold, violent, arrogant, or calm...

In front of everyone, Xue Dilong stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were like blood:

"Seven to one, the odds are mine!"

　Good night, good night, everyone, today is the third watch, let's get over it...

　
(End of this chapter)