The first cause of all realms

Chapter 882 Farewell, Shanhai!
"In the third year of the first year of the Yuan Dynasty, the Taizu did not return, and the emperor's younger brother refused to accept the pressure, and sent orders to all directions to eliminate the remaining evils. The killing was prosperous, and he was not inferior to the Taizu..."

"In the fourth year of the first year of the Yuan Dynasty, Song Yuanying from Lingnan visited the Northwest with Guan Qi, and left the next day with a sincere heart..."

"In the fifth year of the Yuan Dynasty, Qi Daoguang visited the Northwest, and met Lu Qingting, the head teacher of Xuankong Mountain. He stopped for a long time, then turned away..."

"In the sixth year of the first year of the Yuan Dynasty, Qiankun Cave advocated the cave to visit the northwest, met Mu Qingliu on the way, and returned after discussing Taoism for three days..."

"The seventh year of Yuanshi..."

"In the eighth year of Yuanshi..."

"In the spring of the ninth year of the first year of the Yuan Dynasty, all the remnants of the old dynasty were wiped out, and the emperor's younger brother Yang Jian ascended to the Great Treasure, inheriting the reign title of Taizu, and there was no surprise..."

……

Time is like water, time is like an arrow, it does not stop for that person, does not stay for him, it is only in a blink of an eye, and it has gone far away.

The great sun rose as usual, and the smoke from the kitchens all over the city did not stop for a day.

The world seems to have changed a lot, but it seems to remain the same.

In the six years since Fang Cun Shan returned, Yang Ju seems to have completely put aside all complicated matters. Apart from nourishing the magic weapon and melting the inexhaustible stele, he spends most of his time with his family every day.

He fought for half his life as a soldier and horse, and this was the period of time when he was the calmest and most at ease.

but……

Hey~
On an ordinary morning, a shallow tremor rose from his belly, making Yang Qiu's mind withdraw from Qin Si who was making tea soup.

[Body Melting and Training: [-]]

[The Infinite Stone Monument: No connection, no hindrance, no connection between the two worlds, reminding you to escape from the void and break the world...]

There is no miracle, nor any earth-shattering vision. In the peaceful morning, the stone tablet of the connection between the two worlds has disappeared in Yang Ju's sleeve.

A round of light trembled slightly in his abdomen, swallowing spiritual energy and mana, as if it could be triggered with just one thought.

"Husband, husband..."

As if feeling something, Qin Si, who was making the tea soup, felt her heart tremble.

"Don't worry, just go and come back."

He hugged Qin Si from behind, and deeply smelled the breath of the beautiful woman. Her body was full of life and vitality.

It's just that the long-sleeved and good-looking Qin family back then has become the mother of the country and the little lady who cooks tea soup.

"Um……"

Qin Si closed her eyes, longing for the last tenderness, worry, reluctance, and sadness welled up in her heart:

"The concubine is incompetent, unable to leave an heir for her husband..."

This is the biggest regret in her heart.

Except for a very small number of supernatural power masters, the vast majority of supernatural power masters cannot leave offspring.

Even Zhang Xuanba, who stripped his own Dao fruit with his own hands, did not leave any heirs...

"What does it have to do with you? Before you and I met, I was already a master of supernatural powers."

Yang prison doesn't care:
"Marry you, not an heir."

As a human being in two lives, he has no obsession with the continuation of blood.

"It's a pity after all..."

Qin Si felt sad.

Compared with the mother of the country who is the mother of the world, and the master of the ten capitals who has set foot on the road of immortality and Buddha, she wants to be a husband and teach children, and her children will be happy...

"Maybe, when I come back, everything can be solved."

Yang Jue comforted him softly.

It is extremely difficult to give birth to offspring with the combination of supernatural masters, but it is extremely difficult, not impossible. There is no such method in the mountain and sea world, and there may be no such method in other worlds.

"Ah."

Qin Si responded softly:
"The tea soup is getting cold, I'll go and send some to my mother-in-law..."

"call!"

Looking at the beautiful woman's back, Yang Jian's heart was turbulent, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. After a while, he said:

"come in."

squeak ~
The door was gently pushed open, and a young boy in a white cloak walked into the room.

He looked about six or seven years old, and his fair and delicate face was full of sleepiness, as if he had just woken up from a sleep.

"Henry Zhang, meet Your Majesty."

Like an adult, the little boy saluted, paused, and said:

"It was the empress who sent someone to bring me here, saying yes, Your Majesty wants to see me..."

"Um……"

Raising his hand to touch his immature face, Yang Jue let out a breath, suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and said:

"Have you ever said that everyone will die?"

Swish!
A calm sentence seemed to have touched something, the little boy suddenly raised his head, his eyes changed from astonishment, confusion, trance, admiration, and apprehension.

In the end, it turned into waking up like a dream:

"Longyuan Zhang Xuan, meet Your Majesty."

"You have paid your respects."

Yang Yu looked at him.

At this moment, he felt the breath of time, and the little boy in front of him seemed to be no longer as ignorant as before, but instead was full of vitality.

It seems that in an instant, from a child of five or six years old, he has become a vigorous youth.

"In future generations, you will have more longevity tablets than Bodhisattvas. It's okay to pay more respects."

Henry Zhang kept his immature face, as if he wanted to deliberately distance himself.

"Longevity Tablet..."

Yang Ji chewed on these words:
"After I left, didn't you come back?"

"do not know."

Henry Zhang shook his head:

"Although I can talk about the past and the present, there is no me in the future, so I don't know what happened..."

Facing Yang Yu, he seemed to have thousands of words to say, but he still thought about it, and he seemed to need to avoid something:
"I just know that everyone will die, even me..."

"They all die?"

Chewing this sentence, Yang Jue suddenly stretched out his hand, and pressed his finger on Henry Zhang's eyebrows.

He shot abruptly, but Henry Zhang seemed to have expected it, and even closed his eyes in cooperation.

hum~
The moment he pointed it out, Yang Jue also closed his eyes, only to hear a loud beep, and a big wave surged in his heart.

Kuixing opened his eyes and looked at the cauldron of gluttony.

All the scenes in the Eighty-Nine Xuangong Mirror can be seen rolling and flowing, like a big river and the Yangtze River. After a long time, only a loud explosion can be heard.

A cloud of black mist suddenly exploded inside the mirror, this black mist was so fierce and violent, in a trance, even the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art Mirror seemed unable to bear it.

"This is?!"

Yang Jue's heart skipped a beat.

After being baptized by the sea of ​​laws, the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art has nearly three changes, but at this moment, it seems that even the calamity can't be reflected?

hum!
While thinking about it, Yang Ju leaned forward, and Kuixing and the three Daoguo glowed together, blessing on the eighty-nine Xuangong mirror.

boom!
In the bright mirror, the black mist dissipated, but in just an instant, the black mist rolled up and occupied the entire mirror again.

Yang Jue stared intently, and saw a familiar scene in a blink of an eye.

In the cold wind and heavy snow.

The void was turbulent like the sea, and a huge golden boat with more radiance than the sun, carrying the cosmic starry sky and the supreme power of exterminating the wilderness and wilderness, descended on the Northwest Dao City.

It is only one-thousandth of a second, and in the future, after several expansions, the big city that can accommodate tens of millions of households,

Has been turned into powder in the blood fire...

boom!
The bluestone floor tiles were trampled into powder, and the whole house trembled and roared.

Opening his eyes again, there seemed to be blood in Yang Ju's eyes, but he quickly suppressed himself, and looked in front of him again:
"Thank you..."

"No thanks."

The little boy's face was slightly pale, he watched quietly, and seeing that he had calmed down, he said:

"I came here just to save my mother, it has nothing to do with you..."

After saying that, the breath had dissipated, and when he opened his eyes again, he was the timid and ignorant little guy again.

"brat……"

Gently rubbing the little guy's fleshy face, and sending him out the door, Yang Jue let out a breath of foul air slowly.

What he saw in a glimpse, reappeared in front of his eyes...

On the golden boat, he saw a strange but familiar figure.

Wearing a white robe, he stands on the deck, overlooking the sky and the earth, just like the legendary gods and Buddhas descending into the world, with the endless starry sky unfolding behind him.

"Nine heavens kill children, fight to kill Tiangang..."

Thinking back on that startling glance, Yang Qiu wasn't too surprised.

With the special nature of the mountain and sea world, once the change of heaven is over, it will inevitably become a place for all powers to compete for. It doesn't make much difference whether it is Jiutian killing children or other people.

Seeing the catastrophe suddenly, Yang Yu's heart calmed down. From being a beggar in a border town to now, he has experienced too much.

He would still be terrified, but at this moment, there was no wave in his heart.

Among the royal palaces of the Ming Dynasty, Longyuan and Ding'an are the most shabby. The Northwest Road has the world's largest horse farm and mining farm, and has always been extremely rich.

Yang Ju didn't think about where to set the capital, but afterward, the officials wrote a letter, admonishing to make Wanlong the capital, but that was no longer something he needed to consider.

Parting has been difficult since ancient times, but Yang Ju's departure seemed very peaceful.

Because he didn't think of it suddenly, for more than [-] years, both Qin Si and the old man had already accepted this point.

Under the flickering lights, after the family had dinner, Yang Qian got up and hugged the old man, mother-in-law, and younger brother one by one...

Finally, she let go of Qin Si in her arms, waved her hands slightly, and walked into the night.

The book of life and death that cannot be taken away, the countless ginseng fruits, the living dead, and the blood dragon...

Outside of Dao City, somewhere on a barren hill, Yang Qiang stood there, looking up at the night sky.

The crescent moon hangs high, the sky is full of stars, and the moonlight and starlight blend harmoniously under the night, vast, deep, mysterious...

"You feel a little restless."

In the night, the man of truth appeared like a ghost, and his body was already somewhat solid.

"Yes."

Yang Yu was silent.

"It's normal for a wanderer to feel sad when he leaves home, but as seekers of the Tao, we must learn to taste loneliness after all."

The man of truth sighed softly:

"People's hesitation is nothing more than fear. What are you afraid of? Or, what are you afraid of?
Or, what to expect? "

Yang Yu stood silently.

All kinds of memories flashed across my mind like smoke and dust.

The hesitation of coming to another world for the first time, the despair of extreme hunger, the hope of the old man extending a helping hand, the surprise of gaining supernatural powers for the first time, the pleasure of beheading Liu Wenpeng...

The heroism of 20 years, the tranquility of reunion under the lamp, the thrill of fighting and killing Tiangang when it comes...

Countless emotions surged, collided, and intertwined in his heart...

His melancholy, his restlessness has nothing to do with Jiutian killing children, and has nothing to do with the changes in the future.

But...

He longs for the tranquility in the mansion, and is afraid of losing it. He also hopes that that day in the outside world, the avenue of immortals and Buddhas, the gate of eternal life...

He wanted to take a look at the legendary cultivation age, and wanted to see how tall the legendary immortal Buddha was...

"Junior understands!"

After a long, long time, Yang Ju came back to his senses, bowed long and farewell to Taoist Zhenyan.

Under the watchful eyes of the stars in the night, his figure gradually faded, and finally, under the watchful eyes of the man of truth, he disappeared completely.

"Farewell, Shanhai!"

　It's really difficult to transition, I wrote it for six or seven hours, and I'm not too satisfied, but fortunately, the transition is over, sprinkle flowers!
　
(End of this chapter)