The first cause of all realms

Chapter 928 Why are there so many ghosts and monsters?

"Um?!"

The moment the palm was slapped on the shoulder, Jiang Shentong's hair stood on end, but before he could react, a majestic force had already pulled him out of the escape!
Nocturnal supernatural powers, broken!

"It's you!"

Protecting his own disciple, Jiang Shentong looked around as if he was facing a formidable enemy, his expression couldn't help but change.

This is a secluded small courtyard, it seems that no one has lived in it for a long time, it is already a bit desolate, under the old bare tree, there is a young man in black clothes standing.

Even though his back was turned, Jiang Shentong recognized him at a glance. This person was the young man who took away the Dao Fruit of the 'Blood Pond' that day.

"Jiang Daoyou, long time no see."

Yang Qiu turned around and looked at this rank master who had just been promoted to Jiuyao not long ago.

On the road to immortality and Buddha, longevity is the first priority, and the root lies in supernatural powers. Depending on the type and level of supernatural powers, even at the same level, the combat power may vary greatly.

Compared with the green snake, Jiang Shentong's aura was much darker in his eyes, and he hardly felt the threat.

No matter who asks, it can be known that this person has very few supernatural powers, and his natal supernatural powers do not have the ability to kill.

"you……"

Jiang Shentong's expression eased slightly:
"Zhuyeqing and Cangjiangmen two true disciples, were you the one who killed them?"

"The whole city is discussing that Jiang Daoyou was born in the God of Night, and he is the best at collecting intelligence information. He must have a bottom line in his heart, so why ask me?"

Yang Yu just smiled.

The night wandering god is the god of patrolling the night, and his most proficient is patrolling and snooping, and he belongs to the most well-informed type of supernatural power master.

While speaking, Yang Jue brushed away the fallen leaves on the stone table with a flick of his sleeve, and invited the master and apprentice to sit down:

"By the way, the Zhuyeqing mentioned by Daoist Jiang is that green snake? Judging from your tone, it seems that you know the origin of this snake?"

"Thousands of years ago, the Great Emperor Longquan divided the world among the various sects in order to quell the chaotic wars among the sects. Before that, Nanling was already occupied by the monster race..."

Jiang Shentong was on guard, but he sat down calmly. Hearing the question, he only pondered for a while, and replied:

"Therefore, there are many mountains and many monsters in Nanling. Even though Cangjiang Gate has migrated to the southeast for more than a thousand years, there are still many big monsters in its territory, and Zhuyeqing is one of them..."

Longquan world is a world that has been divided.

This point, Yang Yu has long been clearly aware of.

Before and after the sky change, the fighting among the holy lands of the various sects in the Longquan world has never stopped, but it has gradually formed a balance.

The immortals live in the eastern wasteland, the Buddha lives in the western desert, the demons live in the southern mountains, the demons rule the northern regions, and the endless seas and aquatic tribes live together.

The Endless Mountain is a barren land mixed with dragons and snakes, and most of them are the remaining masters and forces from other worlds after the Longquan world swallowed all the worlds.

For example, Blood Prison Ming He Dao.

only……

"Since Nanling is the place where the monster clan is in charge, the Cangjiang gate and the dragon clan..."

Yang Ju was thoughtful.

"Emperor Longquan has been imprisoned for nearly ten thousand years. No matter how great a threat is, it has long since ceased to exist. The rules set by his old man will naturally not be obeyed..."

Jiang Shentong found out two jugs out of nowhere, threw one to Yang Yu, and took a few sips himself:
"Even if you don't have that kind of obsession, the world will be in chaos sooner or later! The Wanshi Tianzong...cough cough cough..."

While speaking, Jiang Shentong coughed several times and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"It's far away..."

This old-fashioned talk is no longer rambling, let's talk about Zhuyeqing:
"That Zhuyeqing was originally a water snake. Fortunately, he got the Dao fruit and opened his spiritual wisdom. In the early years, in order to promote Jiuyao, he poisoned the people of a city. Although Cangjiangmen sent people to hunt him down, but..."

"Cangjiangmen can't even kill that snake?"

Yang Jian couldn't help frowning.

The green snake's Taoism supernatural powers are not systematic, and there is no magic weapon to protect itself. It can be said that it is the same as Jiang's supernatural powers and belongs to the bottom of Jiuyao.

This kind of wild way, unless the natal supernatural power is killing, otherwise, it is impossible to confront the masters from the holy land of the sect.

"Although the Cangjiang sect is not comparable to the seventeen sects, it is still one of the largest sects in the world. If you really want to kill them, why can't you kill them? Just don't kill them."

Jiang Shentong sneered:
"If there are no evil spirits and ghosts in the wild, how can the people willingly enter the city, and their children and grandchildren will be exploited by them?"

"Master..."

Yan Xia's expression tightened slightly.

Of course, he had heard his master say these words more than once, but the person in front of him was just meeting him for the first time, so he actually said this?

Undoubtedly some...

"The way to control..."

Yang Yu was silent in his heart.

Whether it is mountains or seas or Longquan, any system that wants to gather people must have various methods to force people to submit. Of course, he will not fail to understand this.

If people don't want, they can't drive.

Especially in Longquan Realm, a world with rich spiritual energy and rich products thousands of times more than mountains and seas, if there is no external force to force, how many people are willing to be driven by their children and grandchildren...

"So, this Zhuyeqing is just a wild monster?"

"Wild monsters, not all of them. Nanling group of monsters, anyone who has achieved ten masters, can enter the gate of the five sects of the demon way. Although they cannot be passed on in person, their names are also recorded..."

Jiang Shentong replied:
"It is said that the reason why Zhuyeqing avoided the Cangjiang Gate for the first time was because he entered the sect of King Peng..."

"Pengwang Mountain..."

Yang Jue nodded. Among the five sects of the Demon Dao, the Lion God Leader is the first, followed by the God Elephant Forest and Pengwang Mountain.

"By the way, Jiang Daoyou, do you know Bibotan?"

"Bibo Pool..."

Jiang Shentong's expression moved slightly:
"Bibotan is a cold pond in the lower reaches of the Cangjiang River, which governs the tributaries of the Wantao River.
According to legend, the owner of the pond is a thousand-year-old dragon with extremely high cultivation, not comparable to this bamboo leaf green..."

His mind is sharp, and when he thinks back before and after, he can't help but have a guess in his mind:

"Fellow Taoist asked this, do you think that the reason why Zhuyeqing came here for no reason is because of this Bibotan Dragon King?"

"Just a casual question."

Yang Qiu didn't admit it, and took a big sip from the jug, the taste was spicy and the aftertaste was long:

"Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid it's not without reason, but I don't know why?"

"Although Fellow Daoist didn't go to the Dragon Tao Pavilion that night, you should know about the battle of dragon slaying that night, right?"

Jiang Shentong did not go around in circles, and frankly explained his intentions:
"Pindao suspects that the Zhuyeqing massacre city may be related to this matter. Otherwise, there are more than a hundred cities in Qianyuan, eighteen countries in the southeast, and he just chose Shanshan city for no reason..."

"Jiang Daoyou came here to cut off future troubles?"

Yang Ju raised his eyes and glanced at him.

"I don't dare to say that the future troubles will be cut off, but at least, you can't implicate the people of this city just because you are poor and slay the dragon, right?"

Jiang Shentong flattened the jug:

"If it's true that the people behind that evil dragon are coming to take revenge, then that poor man, he should accompany him to the end!"

After expressing his intention of coming, the old Taoist didn't say anything else, seeing that Yang Qiu was not asking, he got up and left, and Yan Xia followed suit.

"Master..."

After leaving a long distance, Yan Xia who held back for a long time grabbed the bell and said:
"Master, do you want to urge the immortal to guide the way again? If you can find 'Senior Nanling'..."

"Silence!"

Jiang Shentong glared at him, and took back the bell directly:
"Fellow Daoist Nanling is a heavenly genius. He is a person who is not born in the world. It is a great fate that he will be saved as a teacher once. How can we drag him down?"

"Then this mountain city..."

Yan Xia was worried.

"Do your best, and obey the destiny."

……

"Do your best, obey the destiny..."

Under the old tree, Yang Jue drank all the wine in the pot, and suddenly raised his eyebrows:
"It's really lively..."

……

In the nameless small temple, Yuan Ben slowly opened his airs, and punched his airs rigidly.

Ever since he knew that his temple master was an 'expert man', he took great care to pick up these farmer's moves that he didn't care much about at first.

After this practice, he really discovered the beauty.

His blood was burning hot, his bones were rubbing and growing, and his strength was increasing immediately, which made him very addicted.

If he hadn't kept in mind his duty as a temple wisher, he wouldn't even want to open the temple door.

After all, no one came to offer incense at all...

"call!"

"Suck!"

Yuan Ben raised his fists and kicked his feet, adjusted his breathing, and practiced his boxing very seriously. Beads of sweat soon spread all over his body.

Soon, his physical strength will be exhausted, but before he can stop, he hears a chuckle.

"Who?"

Yuan Ben was startled, and took a step back in a hurry.

But at the gate of the temple, there was an unusually handsome young man with male and female features, leaning against the door frame, looking at him with a slight smile.

"you……"

Yuan Ben didn't talk much in the first place, but now seeing how handsome this young man is, he was even more speechless for a while.

"Blessings from the small temple, offer incense!"

The young man smiled slightly, and walked into the temple. His movements were very elegant, but his speed was quite fast.

Yuan Ben only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he had already entered the hall.

"The view is nameless, and the god is also nameless. The master of this view is very guarded..."

The young man looked at the clay statue, took the incense from Yuan Ben, and inserted it into the incense burner after a bow.

Then, he turned and left.

Yuan Ben stared blankly, always feeling that something was wrong, but he didn't notice what was wrong.

After a long time, I noticed a slight difference.

The idol seems to have dimmed a lot?
"illusion?"

Yuan Ben scratched his head.

"This person..."

In the restaurant facing the street, a young man with a cold and arrogant face frowned slightly, and a small flying sword was trembling between his five fingers.

But after thinking about it, he still held down Jianmang:

"no……"

"Not what?"

As soon as the young man put down his guard, his expression changed drastically, but before he could speak, his eyes were darkened.

"Pfft!"

Glancing at the muddy Cangjiangmen disciple with a little disgust, the handsome young man picked up the flying sword:

"A mere disciple from the outer sect has such a good sword. The Cangjiang sect has committed a heinous crime..."

Carefully putting away the flying sword, he bent down and carefully searched the Cangjiangmen disciple.

Not long after, he got up in good spirits:
"The wealth of the Immortal Sect is really incredible. Just such a disciple of the Cangjiang Sect, the treasures on his body may be exchanged for hundreds of small kung fu!"

The wealth of the sect is the best in the world.

Although the Cangjiang Gate is not one of the seventeen families, it is still a giant with three great dynasties, three hundred great cities, and Jingzhao people.

No matter how an individual accumulates, it is far inferior to such a behemoth.

"If you can kill a true biography, what a reward it would be..."

The youth was a little envious.

But it's just envy, don't say that he can't kill the true disciples of Cangjiangmen, even if he can, he wouldn't dare to kill them.

In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that Wanfalou had a shelter when he was carrying out his mission, so that his actions would not be prying by supernatural powers and fortune-telling, he would have hesitated a bit even to rob this outer disciple.

"Who?!"

Suddenly, the young man suddenly turned around as if he had sensed something.

But all he saw was a fleshy palm that grew from small to large, covering his face fiercely.

"I……"

With just one click, the young man felt that his face was no longer his own, as if even his skull had been peeled off.

The severe pain made him almost unable to scream.

"Walker of Wanfa Building?"

Yang Jue let go of his hand, allowing the young man to fall to the ground.

"You, you are..."

The young man broke out in a cold sweat.

"You just stole the incense from my view, and you come to ask me who I am?"

Yang Ju sneered and scratched at the void, pulling out strands of incense that were invisible to the naked eye from the young man's body.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding..."

The young man only felt that his breathing was a little difficult:

"Yu Guanzhu, this junior is only fascinated by ghosts for a while. I really don't know what building it is..."

"There are not [-] temples in Jicheng District, but there are [-] temples. There are many places with strong incense, but you just went to my temple..."

Yang Jue changed his mind, and the magic power of Yuan Magnetic has sealed off the whole box:

"Tell me, what mission Wanfalou sent you."

"I……"

The young man was tongue-tied, he didn't want to admit it, but the murderous aura lingering around him made his hair stand on end.

If the person in front of you disagrees with each other, he will really kill himself...

"Back, back to senior..."

When he caught a glimpse of the palm raised in front of him from the corner of his eye, the young man bowed his head slumpedly:
"Since the senior knows where the junior comes from, he should also know that the junior is also involuntary, and definitely did not intend to embarrass the senior..."

He considered carefully, Yang Ju was not in a hurry, and looked at the person in front of him with a sense of tranquility.

From Jiang Xiazi, he learned many secrets of Wanfalou, for example, the Xuantian Lingbao, which has the ability to block fortune-telling.

At this moment, with the triple penetration and the eyes of the sky, he still can't see the fate of the person in front of him, but he can faintly see the shadow of the Wanfa Building...

Of the eleven Xuantian Lingbao in Longquan Realm, the Ten Thousand Immortals Illustrated Book is the most famous and has the deepest background, but there is no comparison between them.

Wanfalou, as the only Xuantian Lingbao that is not under the control of the Seventeen Family, not only has the ability to restrain walkers, but also to cross boundaries.

There are also various magical effects.

For example, the ability to prohibit speech, if you cannot speak, you must not speak, and if you speak, you will die.

'Xuantian Lingbao...'

Yang Jue turned his mind, and the young man in front of him said hesitantly:
"Senior, the task of this trip, the younger generation really can't explain it, but it is indeed related to you, no, it is related to..."

"what!"

While speaking, the young man suddenly let out a scream, and his handsome face flashed horror and disbelief:
"I, I didn't say, no..."

laugh!
His voice was still floating, but his huge body had already evaporated and disappeared under Yang Ju's gaze, like a wisp of green smoke, floating in the void.

As a practitioner of all dharmas, what can be said and what cannot be said is something engraved in the bone.

Of course, this young man would not violate the taboo of Wanfa Building, and the reason why he died...

"Fighting and killing Tiangang..."

Gently pressing the center of his eyebrows, from the place where the wisp of green smoke drifted, he seemed to see the Wanfa Building and the man in white sitting cross-legged under the tree, with cold eyes.

"Nine days to kill children..."

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(End of this chapter)