The first cause of all realms

Chapter 869 Dialogue Between Ancient and Modern?

It used to be that the grass grew and the warbler flew in February, but now the wind and snow have not receded, and the cold is still there.

In the past 20 years, the Jiache driving on the Northwest Road finally came out of the Northwest, like countless blood vessels, spreading towards the various states.

This process is long and complicated, and consumes a lot of manpower and material resources. If it weren't for the wealth of the Northwest Road, it would have been impossible to do it.

During this process, many big and small aristocratic families complained, and the resistance and conflicts were almost incessant.
On the other hand, it is unknown how many new small towns have been built and how many people have survived the increasingly severe winter with work in lieu of relief.

Huhu~
In the cold wind, the Longyuan Prince's Mansion looked deserted, and across a long street, the Longyuan Daoya was in full swing.

Since 16 years ago, when the old concubine Longyuan made her own decision, and after King Yulin gave up the whole territory, many ministers from the Northwest Road have successively settled in the Taoist government. More than ten years later, they are on the right track.

However, unlike their colleagues in other Dao states, the many chiefs of the Longyuan Daoya will carefully avoid the Longyuan Palace and minimize conflicts with the latter whenever they do important things.

This is very rare in today's world, because the officials from the Northwest all have an extremely tough style, follow the law and do not show favoritism.

But in Longyuan Dao's behavior, no matter the many officials in the Dao Yamen or the Northwest Dao Palace, they did not express any dissatisfaction.

This is not only because there is a newly promoted Martial Saint in Longyuan Palace, but also because...

"You all came here on notice, and you must know the purpose of this trip, but I still have to warn you!"

In the front hall of the Taoist Yamen, more than a dozen masters of supernatural powers, either dressed as monks or Taoists, or wearing short robes, old or young, stood with their hands down,

Listen to Fang Han, governor of Longyuan, lecturing at the first place.

"I don't want to be meritorious, but I want to be free from faults! You must never hurt the little prince, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Fang Han looked solemn.

"I'll wait and remember!"

All the people looked at each other, but they all nodded, but they couldn't help being a little surprised, how could this governor care so much about the family affairs of the Longyuan Palace...

"it is good!"

Fang Han nodded, and then led a group of people towards Longyuan Palace.

In the distance, there were already people greeting him at the street corner. In the cold wind, Zhang Wen'an, who was getting older, saw everyone, and forced a smile on his old face.

"It's Fang's fault to welcome Mrs. Lao!"

Fang Han stepped forward quickly, helped Zhang Wen'an, and introduced the people behind him:

"These people are all masters of supernatural powers from various states and even beyond the Great Wall, and they are all extremely good at healing and saving lives..."

"Thank you, Governor, for your concern."

Zhang Wen'an thanked:
"Thank you, thank you very much..."

"The old man is polite. Before Fang took office, the princess had explained this matter many times. I really want to thank you, and I should thank the princess."

Fang Han didn't dare to take credit and waved his hands again and again.

Hearing the conversation between the two, more than a dozen supernatural power masters behind them all felt strange.

Thinking back to the rumors of the friendship between this and that of the Longyuan Palace, I couldn't help but imagine.

"stop!"

Suddenly, Fang Han's body trembled, his big sleeves were raised, and the dozen or so magic masters behind him staggered and turned around involuntarily.

"The Governor?"

"grown ups?"

The expressions of all the supernatural power masters changed, but Fang Han didn't explain anything, and said in a deep voice:
"Go, all go!"

"what?"

The masters of supernatural powers were suspicious, but they dared not refuse, so they had to go back the same way.

"This is the governor?"

Zhang Wen'an was a little surprised.

"No, it's alright..."

Fang Han didn't even dare to wipe off his sweat, he just bowed his body, as if he was waiting for something.

"Ok?"

Zhang Wen'an seemed to realize something, just as he was about to speak, Fang Han grabbed his sleeve:

"Old man, wait..."

Zhang Wen'an didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but he couldn't help pulling him to death. He struggled several times but couldn't break free, so he had no choice but to stop.

tuk tuk tuk~
In the quiet small courtyard, the sound of wooden fish was beating rhythmically. In the monastery hall, the old princess silently recited Buddhist scriptures and twirled Buddhist beads.

For a moment, she seemed to feel something, her eyelids trembled slightly, but she didn't move.

But across the room, Yu Fengxian, who was reclining on the bed, twisted her eyes, and pressed the Qinglong Yanyue knife on the bedside.

But in the next moment, her body froze, her five fingers holding the handle of the knife were clenched tightly, and the back of her hand almost burst out with blue veins:
"What are you doing here?!"

Call ~
Shaped like a ghost, it comes with the wind.

As soon as Yang Ju raised his head, he saw Yu Fengxian with the sword in front of him.

Donglong Daoguo, with unquenchable supernatural powers, has a majestic vitality that is hard to find in the world. After 20 years of separation, she is still the same as when we first met.

"Go, go, go!"

Fairy Yufeng stood in front of the bed, like a female beast protecting a calf, baring its teeth and claws, trying its best to intimidate:
"If you don't leave, I'm going to make a move!"

"you……"

Yang Jue reacted, and suddenly felt a little dumbfounded:
"Are you afraid that I will rob your son?"

"This is my son! It has nothing to do with you!"

Seeing his wandering eyes, Yu Fengxian became extremely nervous, and a golden light surged from the Qinglong Yanyue Knife:
"If you want a son, find your concubine to give birth to him! Don't come and snatch mine!"

"..."

Yang Ju was a little speechless, and it took him a while to organize his words:

"I just heard that there seems to be something wrong with your son, so stop by and have a look, it has no other meaning."

"is it?"

Yu Fengxian was full of doubts, but still hesitantly stepped aside.

On the bed lay a young child who looked no more than three or four years old. He was holding a wooden knife and sleeping soundly.

At a glance, between his brows and eyes, he looked exactly like the Yu Fengxian he had seen when he was refining the 'Yue Dao' when he was a child.

【Henry Zhang】

【Shouyuan: 3/1001】

【Fate: Time Dragonfinch (Mysterious Bird)】

[Number of fate: five purples, three golds, one red, one blue and one black]

[Dialogue between ancient and modern times (deep purple), Mysterious Bird of Destiny (Light Purple), Supernatural Dragon Son (Light Purple), Longevity (Light Purple), Clock of Time (Light Purple),

Spirit-consuming body (deep gold), talent and wisdom (deep gold), ancestral shadow (deep gold), plate ribs and tendons (deep red), fortune blessing (deep green),

Congenital deficiency (black)]

【Status: Recovering】

[Supernatural dragon son: bred by Donglong, a dragon-like creature, with a greatly improved innate heel...]

[The body that consumes the spirit: the spirit bred by supernatural powers. It has no flesh and blood. It can absorb spiritual energy by nature, but the spiritual energy required for growth is ten times more than ordinary people...]

[The Bell of Time: The beloved son of Time, the years slow down on him several times, and one year's lifespan is equivalent to the years of ordinary people...]

……

All kinds of words flowed across the eyes, and Yang Jue's slightly frowned brows also calmed down.

It's just that, under Tongyou, he actually has a fate, which cannot be seen.

'Dialogue between the past and the present...'

"He sleeps for eleven hours a day, and grows very slowly..."

Putting down the knife, Yu Fengxian's face was a little sad.

"He is..."

Yang Jue considered his tone:

"It's a congenital deficiency."

"Congenitally deficient?"

Yu Fengxian was taken aback:
"More than 20 months, still not congenitally deficient?"

'Seven years is almost...'

Yang Jue slandered in his heart, but naturally he didn't say that, but mentioned that this child was born special and needed a lot of spiritual energy to nourish him.

"so……"

Yu Fengxian seemed to understand:

"Is he just hungry?"

"...It's not wrong to say so."

What else can Yang Prison say?
He intends to step forward to check carefully, but Yu Fengxian is very defensive against him, as if afraid that he will snatch the child, and in the end, he can't get close to the bed.

He could only pass some of the spiritual qi accumulated on his body from a distance, and saw that his aura became more peaceful and tenacious, so he stopped.

"If it is fast, it will take three to five years. If it is slow, it will take eleven or twelve years. He will probably be like a normal child."

Yang Jue made some calculations and answered.

"That's fine, that's fine..."

Only then did Yu Fengxian heave a sigh of relief, and then pushed Yang Qiang out of the room.

This is when I talked about the incident when my child suddenly made a sound.

"He said that he talked to you after 29 years and asked you to warn me not to break through Shidu?"

Thinking back to the deep purple "dialogue between the past and the present" in his fate, Yang Jue couldn't help but frown.

He has a way to make up for all the barriers before breaking through Shidu, including the shortcomings of Xiancheng Martial Saint.

It can be said that as long as he wants to, he can break through immediately.

only……

"Well, yes, he said it."

Yu Fengxian nodded.

She didn't understand these words at the time, but she did memorize them all, and there are no omissions at this moment.

"He seems to have mentioned the word 'Lu', could it be that Lu Chen who invited you to Fangcun Mountain?"

Yu Fengxian guessed:

"Could it be that if you broke through the Ten Capitals, would you have something to do with that Lu Chen? You broke through, but it wasn't him who broke through..."

"perhaps……"

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was interested. Yang Jue's eyes flickered, thoughtful.

Before Yu Fengxian sent the letter, he always thought that Lu Chen was going to force him to forcefully break through the immortal, so he even passed on the unity of soul and body to him.

But there may not be another possibility...

'He is sure that I will not be coerced by others. He deliberately does this, but wants me to break through the Ten Capitals? '

With all kinds of thoughts scattered, Yang Jue couldn't guess Lu Chen's real intention for a while...

"That's all."

Seeing him groaning in silence, Yu Fengxian yawned and was about to go back to the room, but suddenly Yang Qian pointed at him and knocked him to the ground.

"you?!"

Before falling into a drowsy sleep, Yu Fengxian only felt strands of cool air pouring into her body, faintly, as if she heard him say:
"...In the future, let's have a snack..."

???

It doesn't count if you sneak attack me, but you still want to humiliate me? !

……

……

Yang Qiu didn't think that Lu Chen was stronger than himself, but the words of Wang Muzhi and others still touched him.

Therefore, it took him 16 years to go out from the northwest, sweep away all forces in the world, return to the capital of God, and wipe out many threats with brutal means.

And met Yu Jing, Wang Muzhi, Qin Lihu, Jiang Wu, Yu Fengxian and others successively...

And on a snowy night, he came to Shuiyun Pass.

In the backyard of the Shuiyunguan General's Mansion in the middle of the night, under the flickering lights, Xu Wenji wrote at his desk. At a certain moment, he put down his brush as if aware of it, and looked out the window with a complicated expression:

"You came……"

There was a knock on the door, followed by:

"Disciple Yang Yu, pay homage to Master Xu..."

　Hmm... Today is still a day to charge [-] words!Excessive chapters...

　
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