The first cause of all realms

Chapter 930 Want to become a fairy!

The water dragon will...

Digesting the message from Wu Jian's incarnation, Yang Qiu smelled a very strong crisis just by taking a glimpse.

In the sea of ​​mind, there was indeed a new ray of catastrophic energy on the eighty-nine Xuangong mirror inlaid on the cauldron of gluttony.

Compared to the Daoist of Sake Wine, Bibo Dragon King, the threat of this dragon general is much greater...

"Longling Taobao, Jiuyao Green Snake, Bibo Dragon King, Water Dividing Dragon General..."

Yang Ju frowned slightly.

The world of Longquan has the foundation of swallowing all worlds. The five continents are all extremely large. In Nanling alone, there are hundreds of countries and tens of thousands of big cities.

What's so special about Jianshan City?
You can't really just avenge that glutton, can you?
"Perhaps, this should be the doom that Li Ningyang encountered?"

Yang Ju's thoughts diverged, but he was neither shocked nor flustered.

Putting down the incense and declining the rice noodles Yuan Ben handed over, Yang Qian turned and left the small temple.

With the indifference of mundane practitioners in this world, as long as he doesn't show up here again, a child like Yuan Ben will not attract anyone's attention at all.

'coming! '

On the slightly gloomy street, Yang Qian walked unhurriedly, but he was keenly aware of the prying eyes.

This gaze was cold and domineering, it came from nowhere, swept across the entire city like a gust of wind, repeated several times, and left slowly just now.

"The practice of this dragon general is far higher than that of the Bibo Dragon King, but it is still in the category of Jiuyao, but in comparison, that Zhuyeqing is really nothing..."

Yang prison thought in his heart.

Martial Dao is different from Immortal Dao.

From Wuzhi to Wusheng, it is difficult for those below him to compete and surpass, but in the way of immortality, because of different supernatural powers, it is not impossible to kill nine Yao.

The deeper one can practice, the less such things will happen.

According to the information he got from the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalogue, the true preachers of those great sects are far from being comparable to Fang Qing.

Like that ancient supernatural power, if it becomes Jiuyao, its tyranny is far from comparable to this Zhuyeqing.

And that water dragon general is probably even better than that ancient supernatural power...

"Based on my current practice, it is almost impossible to defeat such characters..."

Yang Ju has always had a very clear understanding of himself.

At this moment, he has reached the pinnacle of Martial Saints in martial arts, but his supernatural powers are still at the third level. The two phases are superimposed. It takes a bit of luck to kill Zhuyeqing, but it may not be possible to kill the Bibo Dragon King.

Not to mention this water dragon general?

This is not only the difference in the age of practice, but also the overall inferiority of Taoism, mana, magic weapon, supernatural power, Taoism, and kung fu!

unless……

"Human Immortal!"

This thought flashed in Yang Ju's mind, and he temporarily suppressed it.

He is only one step away from immortals, but because of this, he has to be more careful.

Because on this road, he has no one to discuss and communicate with...

"If you want to become a fairy with haste, I'm afraid that you will fall on the 'big medicine' in this world..."

Yang prison said to himself.

The big medicine is completely different from the pill.

According to Longquanjie, the so-called great medicine is not just the brewing of medicinal materials.

It looks like a magic weapon, a skill, and a fruit of the Dao, and it is extremely wonderful.

He didn't get any recipes for refining great medicines from the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalogue, but he also knew the names of some great medicines.

'Golden Elixir', 'Holy Embryo', 'Huandan', 'True Spirit', 'Dragon Tiger', 'King Kong'...

While Yang Ju's mind was spinning, he didn't stop on his feet, but he had already walked through two urban areas, dozens of streets, and turned around the alley, and there was a sudden openness in front of him.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and there were fewer pedestrians in the streets and alleys, but the slightly remote streets here were bustling with people.

Yang Ju looked up and saw that the night wind was blowing the sound of wind chimes and the smell of powder, which, like the noisy human voice, came from a nine-story building not far away that occupied a huge area and was hung with many red lanterns.

Chunyu Tower.

In Jianshan City, one of the largest gold selling caves is also the most lively place at night.

And like the Pingzhou Club, it is not an industry belonging to the Cangjiang Gate.

Yang Qian paced forward.

At the main entrance with the gold-plated signboard hanging, a short man with wrapped hair greeted him nodding and bowing:
"Master, I don't know which floor to go up to?"

Feeling the scent of makeup and powder rushing towards his face, Yang Jue's mind was a little rippling, he calmed down, and said:

"Ninth floor."

"Nine, ninth floor?"

The man was surprised at first, and then his attitude became more respectful.

From the outside, the Chunyu Building only has nine floors, but inside, it is really unique. Looking at it at a glance, all kinds of lanterns are like forests like rain, brighter than daytime.

All kinds of decadent sounds echoed in my ears, making my heart itchy unconsciously.

It wasn't long before the sky got dark at this moment, and there were already very many guests here.

However, the higher you go, the fewer guests there are.

Of course, the asking price is also more expensive.

The cost difference between the first floor and the ninth floor can be a thousand times higher. Naturally, the environment is not the same.

Call ~
Stepping into the ninth floor in one step, Yang Jue even had the illusion of stepping into the fairyland of immortals and demons.

The scene in front of him became extremely wide open.

Bamboo forests, rockery, lakes, clear springs, lake pavilions, sea of ​​flowers, and even snow...

A group of warblers and swallows play with others in the clear spring stream, or sit in the pavilion in the middle of the lake to enjoy the snow, and even fish alone in a lonely boat...

And so on, and so on.

"Guests do as they please."

At this point, the man glanced enviously, and then retreated. He couldn't stay here for a long time.

Call ~
Yang Jue stepped lightly.

In the next instant, he had arrived in front of the lake pavilion.

Among a group of hawks and swallows, the unruly old man raised his head as if he had sensed it. He was not angry when he saw Yang Jue approaching suddenly:
"Fellow Daoist, why don't you come and drink up this cup?"

While talking, he even pushed a few girls over, and those girls let out an 'ouch' and leaned over softly.

"No need."

Yang Jue raised his hand, and all the women in the Huxin Pavilion disappeared like phantoms, only the old man remained.

However, the old man under the phantom did not appear to be half unrestrained. He was sitting upright, with Gao Guanbo saying:
"Killing the true biography of the Cangjiang Gate and not leaving, Fellow Daoist Yu's courage really makes someone in Han admire him!"

"Fellow Daoist Han actually recognizes Yu?"

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows.

The old man in front of him is naturally not an ordinary person.

His name is Han Xuantong, and in Jianshan City, there are only two people with the key of ten thousand immortals, besides Wei Changshou who was killed by him, the person in front of him.

This Chunyu building is his private property.

"With the body of ten capitals, to suppress and kill the demon of Jiuyao, fellow Taoist Yu's supernatural powers are really terrifying. When Han sees it, all living beings will never forget it!"

Han Xuantong stood up and invited Yang Qian to sit down:

"Speaking of which, more than half a year ago, Mr. Han sent someone to have a banquet for fellow daoist, and he was annoyed because fellow daoist didn't come. Now it seems that Mr. Han is too rude..."

"For Qian Yuan?"

Yang prison took his seat.

The old man in front of him is holding the key of ten thousand immortals, surrounded by the aura of Xuantian Lingbao, and it is impossible to pry into the secluded world.

But he already knew very clearly the identity of the person in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist actually knows this?"

Han Xuantong was a little surprised, he poured wine for Yang Yu, very calmly:
"That's right. Mr. Han is a guest of the imperial court. Inviting fellow Taoists earlier was also recruiting sages for the imperial court!"

He didn't hide it, of course there was no need to hide it, what he did here couldn't be hidden from someone with a heart.

It can't be hidden at all.

"The Cangjiang Gate is in charge of the three major dynasties, and Qianyuan is one of them. Aren't you afraid of the Cangjiang Gate's taboo for wantonly recruiting masters of supernatural powers?"

Yang Yu was a little curious.

He has only been in this world for more than a year, and many cognitions about this world are still superficial.

"In this world, the masters of supernatural powers are as vast as the sea, and only a few disciples are recruited in the holy places of the sects? If there is no dynasty to accommodate them, wouldn't everyone like us who are extremely poor with their feet be about to die?"

Han Xuantong stroked his long beard with his hands. He seemed to have answered similar words many times, and he knew the way with ease:
"As a guest of the imperial court, there will be no taboos. Besides, compared to the undisciplined master of supernatural powers, we have better control. Why not do it in Cangjiangmen?"

"Makes sense."

Yang Yu couldn't help but nodded.

The hierarchy in the Longquan world has reached an unshakable level. If there is no innate heel, then even if you are lucky enough to become a master of supernatural powers, you will have difficulty walking.

"Unfortunately, Fellow Daoist killed the true disciple of the Cangjiang Gate..."

Han Xuantong felt a little regretful.

He has been in Jianshan City for many years, and he has recruited many masters of supernatural powers, but he has never recruited such masters as before.

He sighed slightly, but the conversation suddenly changed:
"But if fellow daoists want to join, it's not a problem at all!"

"No need."

Yang Jue resolutely called a stop, and if he continued, the person in front of him would obviously reveal his truth, and this was not what he wanted.

"To be honest, Yu came here just to make a deal."

Yang Jue expressed his intentions.

All kinds of spiritual materials and medicines are controlled by the Zongmen, but it is also because of this that secret transactions are repeatedly prohibited.

In fact, as long as one can afford the price, not to mention treasures with true shape diagrams and pills, even exercises can be bought.

Of course he is very clear about this.

"trade……"

Han Xuantong's eyes flickered:
"What is the deal that Fellow Daoist Yu said?"

"It's just some things that are not prohibited. I think it won't be difficult for Fellow Daoist Han..."

Yang Jue turned over his palm, and a row of more than a dozen Dao fruits had been lined up on the table.

Dao fruit is naturally hard currency.

Regardless of mountains and seas or Longquan, regardless of ancient times or today.

"So many dao fruits?"

Han Xuantong's eyes lit up, these dao fruits are naturally useless to him, but there is no doubt about their high value.

In the Qianyuan Emperor's capital, there are many descendants of aristocratic families who are very rich and yearn for the way of immortals and Buddhas...

However, he was not shaken:
"I don't know what you want? If it's too expensive, I don't need to say anything, so as not to hurt the friendship..."

"That's natural."

Yang Ju smiled slightly, and said what he wanted through voice transmission.

Han Xuantong's face trembled wildly, and he wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he nodded heavily.

"call!"

The deal was preliminarily concluded, and Yang Jue didn't stop there, got up to leave, and Han Xuantong got up to see him off, and he was relieved until he could no longer sense his aura.

Only then did he realize that his clothes were a little wet.

"I'm afraid this person is not far from Jiuyao..."

Han Xuantong murmured in his heart, but did not reveal his duty. After a long time of calm, he took out a yellowed talisman from his bosom.

"His Majesty……"

……

Da Da Da~
In the empty hall, it was dark, with no lights or lights, only the faint knocking sound could not stop ringing.

On the cold dragon chair, Emperor Qianyuan put his hand on his forehead, lightly buckled the back of the chair, and listened to the information conveyed by the talisman.

"Yu Yang, is it suspected that he will become Jiuyao?"

Emperor Qianyuan's eyes moved:

"On the Ten Capital Gold List, where does he rank?"

"This……"

On the other side of the talisman, Han Xuantong was a little speechless: "It seems, it doesn't seem to be in the forefront..."

"Then, it's useless."

Emperor Qianyuan sighed in disappointment:

"If that Sword Immortal Nanling..."

"His Majesty……"

Han Xuantong smiled wryly:
"Twenty on the gold list, rare in the world, you..."

"You can give him some of what he wants, but the asking price must be high..."

"How tall?"

"Ten times is enough."

"Yes!"

call!
Putting away the talisman, there was silence in the hall again. Emperor Qianyuan closed his eyes and sighed unwillingly:
"Gathering Fortune Gold List..."

He sighed in his heart, extremely unwilling and disappointed.

But after hearing footsteps from outside the hall, he returned to normal.

"Your Majesty, the Dragon Immortal grew up with him, and he slept in the harem again..."

Looking at the stumbling guard, Emperor Qianyuan looked indifferent:

"understood……"

……

"I hate it... Immortal Elder, come and chase me!"

"Woooo..."

"Hahaha……"

……

In the harem of the imperial city, all kinds of laughter came from far away, and the imaginative voices made all the guards on duty dry mouths and tongues.

"This old guy is really tolerable!"

In the bedroom, Gu Shentong sat cross-legged, and in the distance, a group of Empresses and Concubines of Qianyuan were chasing the air like a demon.

Those who preserve the principles of heaven must cut off human desires.

Although he hasn't reached the highest state where all desires are cut off, he has already cut off the door of lust, so he won't really do anything.

"However, the more this is the case, the bigger his plans are!"

Gu Shentong looked coldly at Emperor Qianyuan in the hall.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, temporarily stopped thinking about probing this person, and instead took out a key of ten thousand immortals...

"South Ridge..."

Just thinking of this name, Gu Shentong felt his face twitching.

He has been robbed three times!

The first time, he didn't want to conflict with it and gave in, but the next two times, he was furious and fought to the end.

Can……

"If you still dare to come, I, I..."

The chest heaved for a long time, and the ancient magic power just started to refine the key of ten thousand immortals.

hum!
In the next moment, he felt the streamer in front of his eyes turn, and based on this key of ten thousand immortals, a tiny illusion unfolded again.

This is the great power of Wanxian Tulu.

This time, the process went so smoothly that Gu Shentong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But in the next moment, his face suddenly sank.

The familiar red dress appeared before his eyes again.

"South Ridge!"

Gu Shentong felt that the veins on his forehead were about to burst, and his eyelids were twitching wildly:

"Do you really want to stay with me forever?!"

At this moment, Gu Shentong almost ran away, but the voice from the opposite side made him stunned:
"Do you know how to refine great medicine?"

"Know……"

Gu Shentong replied subconsciously, and suddenly came back to his senses:
"You want my way of refining great medicine?"

　Good night everyone, take care of yourself.Gouzi should be able to resume two updates tomorrow!
　
(End of this chapter)