The first cause of all realms

Chapter 890 The Ancient Secret (Updated)
Faced with the legend, Yang Ju didn't slack off at all. While striding forward, his mind was silent, and he already regarded the person in front of him as the strongest opponent he had encountered in his life.

stride,

start,

Punch out four elephants!

hum!
In an instant, the air flow surged, and thousands of hectares of smoke and dust were pushed away, like a mountain moving sideways, like the sun surveying the sky.

Yang Ju had never used any supernatural powers, and Qingtianshake was suppressed by him with a breath, but even so, his physique and strength had reached a level that even the ten capital lords were horrified by.

The moment Yang Jue raised his hand, Lu Sheng didn't take it seriously at all, he thought to himself that few people in the world can match the pure martial arts.

However, when the person in front of him took a step forward, his eyelids trembled uncontrollably, and his face was shaken violently like paper by the strong wind.

"you???"

Even the shortest syllable was not uttered, and the extremely violent air waves smashed it into pieces.

And with the violent momentum of the mountain's horizontal pressure, it rumbles down.

Rumble!
The ground shook and the mountains shook, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Lu Sheng felt a sudden golden light in front of him, and the long sword was released from his hand in an instant, and together with himself, he flew off the ground and fell tens of feet away!
boom!
The gravel splashed, and Lu Sheng landed heavily. His feet were like plows, and he pushed the ground desperately, but he was still pushed to the end of the street.

All of a sudden, there was only smoke and dust but no people, and the whole street was turned into ruins.

'Cause it! '

Shengsheng swallowed Nixue, Lu Sheng's face turned red instantly, like a roasted prawn, he bowed to the ground, and struggled to stand up after a while.

quiet!
Looking at the scattered smoke and dust, no matter whether it was the old man in the Dragon King Temple or the Huanglong monk, they were all stunned.

"This……"

Not only the two of them, Yang Jue was almost stunned, but immediately realized that before ancient times, there was no martial arts.

The fighting skills that Lu Sheng was proud of during his conversation with Xu Shengyang, in fact, are still limited to mortals...

However, he has practiced for decades, and several martial arts have promoted the intensity of no one before or after.

If you lose, then you will feel sorry for your hard work for so many years...

but……

If you say you don't need mana and supernatural powers, you really don't need it at all?

Looking at the smoke and dust gradually dissipating, Yang Yu couldn't help feeling admiration in his heart.

This is real iron, and I am not afraid of being beaten to death...

"Cough cough~"

Intense gunpowder smoke gushed out from his nostrils, and his white clothes were dyed gray. Lu Sheng stood up staggeringly, his voice hoarse:
"Okay, good boxing!"

Almost breathless from being punched, the Taoist Chunyang's first thought was praise, and:

"The art of combat is so far, it is almost the same! How do you call your step, what kind of boxing method is used? Who created it?"

"I dare not take it as a real person to praise like that."

Seeing this Taoist man in a state of embarrassment but still maintaining his composure, Yang Yu felt a little better in his heart. He cupped his hands and said:
"Qing...cough cough! I have forgotten the common name. I have seen Master Lu."

"Slay the devil, kill the devil Taoist!"

Lu Sheng chewed the name deeply several times, patted the dust on himself, turned around and left:

"If you can't do it today, Lu will come back tomorrow, and when the time comes, I will break your boxing technique!"

The voice has not yet fallen, and the person has disappeared.

"Pure Yang Master..."

Looking at the white-clothed Taoist going away, and then recalling the rumors about him on the map of the clear water and cold pool, I suddenly felt a headache.

With this person's temperament, I'm afraid it will be endless?

In fact, as he expected.

The next day, two days, three days...

This Chunyang real person has been defeated and fought repeatedly, refused to stop Yang Jian, left in disgrace again and again, and came back again and again with high spirits.

After going on and on for half a month, with Yang Ju's temperament, when he thought of releasing the water, this Taoist Chunyang finally gave up.

"No more fights, no more fights..."

Standing up again from the dust, the Taoist in white waved his hand and finally gave up.

After more than ten days and dozens of battles, he finally realized that the person in front of him was close to the peak of martial arts.

He thought to himself, unless he practiced for a year or so, it would be impossible to equal him on this path...

but……

"Whoever raises human beings in captivity, Lu will kill them! Regardless of gods, Buddhas and monsters, anyone who hinders me will be killed!"

Pressing the long sword lightly, at this moment, the pure yang master revealed his true cultivation.

hum~
There seemed to be a breeze blowing, Yang Jue felt cold all over his body, he felt it to the fullest, as far as his eyes could see, all the emptiness around his body was almost filled by the sword thread.

It is only a matter of thinking about it, and it can trigger the ancient killing supernatural power of its name, 'cut all sentient beings'.

Yang Ju remained calm, and even stretched out his hand to touch the invisible but tangible sword thread:

"I've been waiting for half a month, the real person doesn't mind waiting an extra day, right?"

While speaking, he took a step forward.

The invisible sword thread bypassed him as if it had life.

"The strength is also compared, and the sword is also compared, but I don't know how much the real person can drink?"

"Haha~~"

Lu Sheng clapped his hands and smiled, the solemn atmosphere was swept away, and he turned to the restaurant beside the road:

"If you can still beat a certain family in a wine fight, then I will write the word Lu in reverse from now on!"

The lights of the restaurant stayed on all night.

Hundreds of altars of high-quality wine in the whole wine cellar were drank by the two in one night. In the end, the two were invincible, and each other was only slightly drunk.

"You, a Taoist, quite fit the temperament of the poor Taoist, but unfortunately, this matter is really not suitable for you, otherwise, whatever you ask, the poor Taoist will allow you!"

After drinking, Lu Daoren talked more than usual, and also showed a bit of loneliness under the heroism:
"It's not easy for people to live in this world. How sad and indignant is it if people swallow up their body and soul?"

Yang Jue sighed in his heart.

For the past half month, he has not been idle. Apart from being with the old man and Lu Sheng, most of the time he has been collecting and reading the books he can get his hands on.

These books are rarely very precious, but between the lines, he can also glimpse something.

The group of gods live in the sky, grazing the world, whether it is the sky, the sea, or others, there is absolutely no piece that is not the pasture of gods and demons.

People like Lu Sheng, or immortals, are really too few...

"correct……"

Seeing that Lu Shengjiu was feeling sad, Yang Jue suddenly changed the topic:
"The real person said, besides this matter, you can allow me anything? Then, the exercises you practice..."

Yang Prison opened his mouth loudly, originally wanting to change the topic, but he didn't want Lu Sheng to look up and smile, and took out an ancient book from his sleeve:

"Wine is not allowed, sword is not allowed, and everything else is not allowed!"

"Real?"

This made Yang Yu a little at a loss.

"I have secretly learned your martial arts for so many days, now, I will get it back for you."

Lu Sheng shook the last jar of wine, looking at the gradually whitening sky outside the window with slightly drunken eyes:
"It's the last jar of wine. If you finish drinking, if you don't leave, you can only speak with your sword!"

"enough."

Neither of them dispelled the drunkenness, at this moment Yang Jue also felt smoky, a little bit drunk, and the mood was intertwined, and the wine dwindled.

He suddenly asked:
"Really, if one day you encounter an unavoidable catastrophe, the only chance of survival is to feign death and escape from the world, and recover from the body of the latecomer..."

A long belch:
"How would you choose?"

pat~
The wine jar fell to the ground, and Lu Sheng hiccupped. He pointed at Yang Ju, and fell drunk on the table with a broken smile:

"You don't know me, you don't know me..."

……

……

"The prison is fine..."

Before the night had passed, the old man had already woken up from a dream. He let out a long sigh of relief, and was suddenly startled, almost jumping up.

He saw a stone donkey the size of a thumb...

"Ah!"

The stone donkey wagged its tail and let out a stiff cry.

"You, how did you follow?"

The old man dodged like an electric shock:

"Get back!"

"Ah!"

The stone donkey blinked.

"Can't go?"

The old man calmed down for a while, and tried to reach out to touch the stone donkey, and he could clearly see that there was a crack in the stone donkey's spiritual cover.

He remembered that this was the mark left by the split stone donkey when Xiao Prison asked him a question...

"Ah!"

The stone donkey ran away in shock, as if afraid that the old man would ask that question again.

"What wish do you have?"

The voice in the dark exploded in the ear again, and it seemed to be more profound than before.

"Disappear, you disappear completely, this is the old man's wish!"

In the past few years, the old man, who had already quietly learned the divine language, finally couldn't help but roared back.

call!
The voice in my heart seemed to disappear completely at this moment.

But before the old man could catch his breath, the voice came again in a fluttering voice:

"What wish do you have?"

……

……

hum~
In an instant of trance, everything in sight, wine jars, restaurants, Dragon King Temple...

Even Taoist Chunyang, who swung his sword, gradually faded, and finally, he was no longer visible.

Using the tactic of dragging, he successfully delayed until the last day, and the old man finally completed the trial and was promoted to the Dragon King of Yihe.

This process is actually extremely difficult.

If he had to deal with Chun Yangzi, who he is very familiar with and has a strong personality, instead of another Jiuyao-level strongman...

"call!"

In the sea of ​​hearts, ripples appeared, and Yang Yu came back to his senses.

The illusory words turned into real ancient scrolls in the sea of ​​mind, on which were four extremely ancient Taoist texts.

Pure Yang Sword Alchemy!
According to the legend, this Taoist Chunyang's fundamental practice method can also be seen in the picture of the clear water and cold pool. Even before his death, he only practiced this method.

"Pure Yang real person!"

Looking at the thin volume of books, Yang Qiu felt deeply touched.

Even today, this real person who has been left behind by legends really left a deep impression on him.

Chun Yangzi, who laughed and scolded you in the picture of the clear water and cold pool, became vivid and three-dimensional in his heart.

However, his mind fell into the last question and answer between the two.

The drunk Lu Sheng actually gave the answer, and this answer...

"If there is no way out for immortals like Master Chunyang..."

It was more than half a month in Yimeng Tianhai, but in the present world, it was less than half a day. Yang Qiu opened his eyes again, but the sun was already rising.

The warm sunlight fell on his face through the treetops.

His eyes were a little cold...

"Then, what should be the thing that turns into a Taoist ghost, survives the waves of kalpas, and recovers in ten kalpas?"

　Good night, everyone, today is the third watch!
　
(End of this chapter)