The first cause of all realms

Chapter 888 Entering the Sky Sea Again!

……

Under the same night, the northwest city was brightly lit, and many people were still immersed in the splendor scattered by the light gate in midair.

The backyard of the imperial city was completely silent.

In the room, Qin Si was dressing in front of the mirror, silently, next door, on the bed, Granny Yang tossed and turned, crying from time to time.

Under the tree in the yard, the old man was smoking pipes one after another, knocking on the pot from time to time.

The emperor's younger brother, who had not been enthroned for a few days, had just stepped into the courtyard when he was forced to escape by the oppressive atmosphere in the courtyard.

"Father, I haven't slept yet..."

Yang Jian's footsteps were a little stiff.

"roll!"

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had something to vent, he cursed Yang Jian and fled in despair.

"Little Prison..."

Looking at the unscattered spots of light in the sky, the old man paced back and forth, slapped himself several times, his eyes turned red:

"Old man, you are really useless..."

'What do you wish? '

A murmuring sound came from nowhere, and came at the right time. The old man seemed to be poked in pain, and he almost wanted to curse.

Thinking of his son's warning, he still endured it and ignored the inexplicable voice.

"No, no..."

The old man muttered to himself.

No matter how calmly Yang Qiu walks and how to explain, he is always uneasy and uneasy to the extreme.

In the end, his heart was overwhelmed, he didn't go back to the house, he found a clean place at random, and sat down by himself.

hum~
As soon as he closed his eyes, before the eyes of the old man, that round of shining stars appeared again in the dimness.

"Sky Sea Realm..."

The old man murmured in his heart.

He hasn't urged this round of stars for many years. It's not that he doesn't want to, but he is a little afraid of the sky and sea realm after this star.

But at this moment, he suppressed this fear, and silently said the word "Little Prison" in his heart, which automatically triggered this round of stars.

……

"The old man will enter the mountains and seas again?"

After being startled, Yang Yu came to his senses:

"The old man wants to meet me through the Sky Sea Realm?"

Without any hesitation, Yang Jue stretched out his hand to hold the broken knife, and the water-like light covered Kuixing in red. Amidst the sound of the tide rushing, a familiar whisper sounded in his ears:

"Do you want to accept the invitation of Daoguo 'God Bless', enter the Tianhai Realm, and help him complete the 'following assessment?'"

"accept!"

Having experienced it, Yang Jue chose to accept it without any hesitation. At the same time, he looked at the cauldron wall from the corner of his eye, and the words on it flowed violently.

[Dao Fruit 'Ji Kui Xing' accepts the invitation...]

【Immortal Realm Selected...】

[The Dao Fruit 'Extreme Kuixing' is assimilated with the Immortal Demon Realm...]

[Start entering the Sky Sea Realm! 】

boom!
The endless lights and shadows are like rivers and rivers, they can't stop rolling, but you can't see any point of them clearly, it's extremely bizarre.

On the cauldron wall, the words were still trembling violently.

[World change, currently: Tianhai Realm (Heaven Realm? Buddha Realm? Nether Realm? Immortal Realm? Demon Dao?)]

[Anchor point: the beginning of the Yuan... the ninth... the end of the robbery]

[Illusion of Immortals and Demons: Lu Sheng Slays the Dragon]

[If you want to enter the world of heaven and sea, you must have heels, otherwise you will be rejected by the world and attack together.This illusion is the 'follow-up assessment']

[The tripod master can choose the identity source: Jikui star...]

[Current identity: Daoist Slayer (this identity comes from an extreme star who has not yet experienced the 'ritual', so he should play it carefully)]

[The Sky Sea Realm has not recovered, and the tripod master is currently unable to conduct the 'follow-up assessment']

……

Follow the assessment, stick to the performance...

It is still a familiar word, but when we see it again, Yang Yu has a different feeling in his heart.

"Longquan Realm is only a bit of an ancient atmosphere, and there is a catalog of ten thousand immortals. I am afraid that the rules of the Tianhai Realm before ancient times are stricter?"

"Without an identity, without a follower, can't enter and leave the Sky Sea Realm?"

"This Lu Sheng slays the dragon... wait, this Lu Sheng... this dragon, could it be..."

……

Yang Jue's heart clicked, and he opened his eyes.

Whoa!
The silence was instantly replaced by the noise, and the loud voices were accompanied by the slight sea breeze.

A bustling coastal town instantly appeared before his eyes.

Teahouses, restaurants, inns, viewing platforms, sea breeze, pedestrians, chariots, horses...

Everything seems paradoxical.

It's just a moment, from night to day, from the present world to ancient times, from reality to illusion, a sense of misty chaos makes Yang Ju feel momentarily in a trance.

The abundance of spiritual energy in this illusion is far better than that in the Longquan Realm, and it is simply not the same as the illusion of returning to the real land before!

This is, the Sky Sea Realm before the end of the catastrophe came? !

"Master Dao, are you alright?"

Yang Qian came back to his senses, but he didn't see the old man. In front of him was a boy in bunts, who seemed to be the waiter in the restaurant next door.

"Master Dao, are you also here to watch the excitement?"

The little boy nodded and bowed.

"Is there anything exciting to watch?"

Looking around, the world has changed, and Yang Jue himself has changed into a new outfit, with a scarlet Taoist robe, a bearded face, a long sword on his back, a big seal and a wine gourd on his waist.

It was exactly what Kuixing looked like.

"Master Dao doesn't know?"

The second child was a little surprised, but he didn't care too much. He just pointed to the tall viewing platform in the open space in front of him:
"Look over there, I don't know who is not open-eyed, and he is writing to challenge the Dragon Lord!"

"This is……"

Yang Jue's eyelids twitched, he didn't need the little girl to explain, he had already seen the silk book hanging high on the viewing platform.

"Next year on February [-]nd, the flying sword will cut off the dragon's head!"

laugh!
Almost at the moment when he glimpsed the silk script, Yang Jue felt a chill between his brows, as if a unparalleled sharp edge pierced through the sky.

The extreme sharpness seemed to cut the sea of ​​clouds and the sky into two!

"Lu Sheng..."

Yang Yu's pupils shrank violently for a moment.

"In these years, the world has really changed. Even the Dragon Lord, there are people looking for trouble, alas..."

Xiao Er shook his head, sighed for a while, and then remembered to greet Yang Qiu:
"Master Dao, it will be February [-]nd tomorrow, why don't you come here to have a rest first? I'll wake you up early in the morning, I won't miss this excitement..."

"No need."

As soon as Yang Jue raised his hand, he disappeared into the crowd amidst Xiao Er's voice to persuade him to stay.

This is an unknown seaside town with about 23 households. In the bustling and bustling streets, there is a dragon king temple full of incense.

The viewing platform, which is tens of feet high, is located in front of the Dragon King Temple, where you can see the turbulent waves.

When Yang Qiu came here, many people had gathered in front of the Dragon King Temple, he glanced around, and there was actually a statue of Ten Capital Lords inside.

Moreover, it is not an ordinary Ten Capital Master...

"Amitabha."

The monk has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, his ears hang down his shoulders, he talks with a smile, and looks very compassionate. He also saw Yang Ju:
"Poor monk Huang Longseng, this fellow Taoist, did you also come here for the madness?"

"The master is polite."

Yang prison returned the gift:

"I came from a long way from a poor road, but I don't know who that madman is?"

"That Kuangsheng was originally a down-and-out scholar who obtained the Dao fruit from nowhere. He dreamed that Huang Liang was promoted to the ten capitals, and later he captured the fire dragon and was promoted to Chunyang.

Because he is wild and rude, and never sticks to etiquette and rules, his colleagues often call him a wild student. His real name is unknown, but his surname is probably Lu..."

"Lu Sheng."

Yang Ju's eyes darkened.

He had seen Lu Shengcheng's road map, and from the monk's words, he naturally knew that Lu Sheng at this moment should have become Jiuyao.

Huang Liang enters the way in a dream, and captures the fire dragon to prove Chunyang.

Lu Sheng of Jiuyao Chunyang...

"Fellow Daoist recognizes Kuangsheng? Why do you pretend not to know?"

Seeing Yang Jue read out his name, the old monk's complexion suddenly sank, and just as he was about to question him, he heard an exclamation from the Dragon King Temple:
"Little... the Taoist priest is here, why don't you come in quickly?"

The voice seemed to be panicked, but when he spoke, clouds and mist seemed to gather in the sky, and the dragon chant resounded, and the startled people knelt down on the ground:
"The Dragon Lord has appeared!"

"Fellow Daoist was actually invited by the Dragon King..."

Huang Longseng's expression softened slightly, but Yang Ju didn't respond, and walked into the Dragon King Temple.

woo~
Taking a step forward, the temple is still a temple, but it is no longer an external temple. The old man sits on the high platform, like the statue of the Dragon King in the outer temple, motionless.

"This is?"

Yang Qiu was about to step forward, but was stopped by the old man again:
"Don't get close, there is sword energy..."

Click!

Yang Ju's figure flickered, and he fell down like a mountain, lightning intertwined between his five fingers, and with a sudden grab, he had smashed through the invisible but sharp sword energy barrier.

hum!
The huge Dragon King Temple was shaken, and the exclamation outside was even worse, and the voice of the Yellow Dragon Monk also sounded:

"Bold Taoist, dare to destroy the Dragon King Feng Shui!"

"fine!"

The old man was terrified, but stopped immediately.

"How is this going?"

Yang Yu was at a loss.

The old man jumped off the high platform and explained quickly.

But it turned out that when he saw Yang Qiu stepping into the Guangmen, he felt really uneasy, so he urged Venus to come to the mountains and seas for a reunion.

But he didn't want something to go wrong, he had been here for more than half a month, and he didn't wait for Yang Prison, instead he waited for a silk book.

"The trouble caused by the previous Dragon King, that Taoist, all fell on my head..."

The old man was very depressed.

In his explanation, Yang Qiu also sorted out the cause and effect.

This illusion is just like the land returning to the true land before, the old man was persuaded by the stone donkey to participate in the promotion ceremony of the land only.

But I didn't want to, a big pot was put on my head.

"The old dragon in front is really a beast, he prefers to eat human flesh!"

The old man is so angry:
"That bastard is called the Dragon King in vain, but he has kept the people of this city in captivity. Everyone will be eaten by him when they are 90 years old..."

In a small seaside town, there is a dragon. I don't know where it got the throne and became the dragon king of the place.

It promises that the weather in the city will be smooth, that sea animals will not disturb, monsters will not disturb, that it will protect the residents of the city to go in and out safely, and often harvest a lot of fish.

But he has a quirk, he loves to eat human flesh, and he loves old people who have lived past ninety...

"That Taoist..."

The old man wanted to say something else, but Yang Jue turned around abruptly and looked outside the Dragon King Temple:
"he came!"

Boom!

The sea of ​​anger is rising, and the sea of ​​clouds is cracking.

While the people in the city exclaimed in astonishment, a flying sword came from the sea, splitting the air currents of the sea of ​​clouds with the utmost ferocity,
Coming straight through.

I don't know how many miles away, the sudden gust of wind has already blown all the flags on the viewing platform to move.

"Naughty beast, bring your head!"

　Hmm... Tianhai is an embellishment...

　
(End of this chapter)