The first cause of all realms

Chapter 99 The ebb and flow of 3000 years

Lu Chen...

Yang Yu was a little surprised.

Lu Chen is not well-known in the present world, but he is a character that cannot be avoided in all kinds of ancient books.

Lu Chen is known in history, the first Martial Saint, and even, it can be said to be the only Martial Saint!
After him, for a total of 600 years, no martial saint was born in the world. It was not until the end of the previous dynasty, when all heroes rose together, that a new martial saint was born.

"Dari Tathagata, do you mean Lu Chen's 'Dari Tathagata Palm'? Or..."

Yang Jue guessed in his heart, and opened the volume of ancient books.

"Dare to ask the heavens, are there gods?"

"Dare to ask the heavens, who can not die?"

Feiyang's pen and ink wrote a deep longing. Through the handwriting, Yang Jue seemed to see the long sigh of an old man.

This ancient scroll was not left by Lu Chen.

It is a biography set up by later generations for him, which records some of Lu Chen's deeds and some of his influence on later generations.

"...the survivors of the sixth generation, became the unification of the world. Qin Huang can be called the emperor of the ages, but those who climbed to the top of the world, all have a long-term heart.

In the first year of the Great Unity, Emperor Qin sent 3000 alchemists to cross the oceans east, to endless mountains in the west, to the South China Sea Islands, or to the Arctic glaciers.

In that year, Lu Chen was thirteen and crossed the ocean with alchemists. No one knew about the process, but ten years later, Lu Chen came back alone, and at the same time, he brought the 'Dao Fruit'..."

"The origin of the Dao Fruit cannot be studied. Perhaps it has another name in the more ancient legends. Lu Chen named it 'Dao Fruit', which means the fruit condensed by the Dao of Heaven..."

……

Thousands of words are eloquent.

The Taoist text was obscure, and there were many slang words in it, so Yang prison read it very slowly.

In thousands of words, the information contained is huge.

From Qinhuang's search for immortals, to Lu Chen's return from the east crossing, from eight thousand alchemists gathering in Xianyang to study Taoism fruit, to Qinhuangkeng to kill the world's alchemists...

From Lu Chen's certification as a martial sage, to the collapse of the first unified dynasty recorded in history.

The information is huge and the span is huge.

"It's not that Dao Fruit is needed to be promoted to Martial Saint, Martial Saint comes from the person who refines Dao Fruit..."

Yang Qiu chewed in his mouth.

There is a lot of information in this ancient scroll, especially including Lu Chen's exploration of the origin of Dao and fruit, and some research on myths and legends.

According to the statement in this book, Lu Chen did not know how to verify the existence of some immortals in the legend.

"This is in line with the tidal theory I read about the Sanxiao Sanren before!"

After closing the ancient scroll, thoughts twitched in Yang Yu's mind.

Backed by the six doors, he has seen many similar ancient scrolls along the way. The authors may be different, but they all tend to have a dynasties before the Qin Dynasty. In the long past, there really were immortals and gods.

Among them, the most reasonable speculation is Sanxiao Sanren's tidal theory.

According to him, there are ebbs and flows.

In the long past, the tide ebbed, the immortals disappeared, and the history was broken. However, until the Qin Dynasty, when Daoguo came out and Lu Chen became a martial sage, the tide rose.

In this way, it has been 3000 years...

"Assuming that the tide theory is accurate, how many Dao fruits should come out after the tide rises for 3000 years?"

Yang Ju's heart tightened slightly, the water in this world was deeper than he imagined.

Others didn't quite know about Zhang Xuanba, King Zhao of the Western Mansion, and the old woman he saw in the Cauldron of Gluttony.

It must have Dao Fruit, or even refined Dao Fruit...

How many similar people are there?
I'm afraid no one will know.

Putting down the ancient scroll, Yang Jue flipped through the other ancient scrolls one by one. These ancient scrolls are similar to this one, and there are also some travel notes.

The most useful of them are some records about refining Dao fruit.

There are four steps in the refinement of Daoguo, subdue his heart, hold a ceremony, light up the map of life, and refine the rank. There are sporadic records on this.

"The old man really knows how to use it, and he didn't even leave a single martial arts secret book..."

After reading all these ancient scrolls, it was already a night. When I walked out of the cave, the sky was already bright.

Yang Jue inspected carefully, and sure enough, he found a lot of traces under the platform, as if someone had climbed down the mountain wall.

"According to the traces, the old man has been gone for at least a month or two. If he wants to go back to Heishan City, he may have gone back a long time ago..."

Looking at the vast mountains, Yang Jue was relieved, but also had a headache.

As the old man is, he has no reason not to go back to Montenegro.

unless……

……

……

uh~
High in the sky, clouds and mist rolled, and a white crane with red eyes and wings spread several feet soared in it, whining from time to time, as if it had suffered serious injuries.

On Bai He's back, a small old man was shivering while holding a rag package.

In the middle of winter, the sky is already extremely cold. Flying at such a high speed above the sky, it is naturally extremely cold.

"Xiaobai don't cry, don't cry. I'll heal your wounds when I get back..."

A green-clothed maid with her hair in a bun hugged the white crane's neck with a distressed face, covering its wound.

"Girl, girl. It's too high, too high..."

The little old man couldn't help shouting out, but his voice was blown away by the wind.

The maid in green heard it clearly, and turned to stare at him:
"Is your daughter also called you?"

"Too high."

The little old man clutched the white crane's feathers tightly, his face full of nervousness.

Looking down from here, the mountains have become smaller, and the earth can hardly be seen. Where has he seen this before?

"Coming!"

The maid in green replied impatiently, and lightly patted the white crane sitting down.

Boo!
The white crane let out a long cry, as if relieved, it swooped down, almost throwing the little old man off its back.

The latter's face paled in fright.

Huhu~
The airflow was soaring, hundreds of feet passed by almost in the blink of an eye, and not long after, the white crane landed on a barren mountain.

Blowing away the snow on the top of the mountain.

It also blew the hem of the white dress sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff.

"Miss."

Jumping down with the little old man in hand, the green-clothed maid tapped her foot, and when she came to the white-robed man, she saluted respectfully.

With his feet on the ground, the little old man breathed a sigh of relief and retched before looking towards the edge of the cliff.

It was a girl who looked seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in white, with a graceful figure, black hair reaching her waist, and she just turned her face when the two of them landed on the ground.

Her facial features are exquisite and perfect, and her eyes are as bright as stars, which seems to reflect the scene of the mountain top.

The only fly in the ointment is that this jade face is now pale and tired.

"You are so handsome, but you are too cruel..."

The little old man muttered, thinking of his own boy.

How good would it be if you promised this to your own kid?

"Miss, are you hurt so badly?"

The maid in green was distressed and angry:

"Sooner or later, I will make that crazy woman look good!"

"Yu Fengxian's injuries will only get worse."

The woman in white glanced at the maid indifferently, then her cold eyes fell on the little old man squatting on the ground:

"What's your name?"

The reason why she was seriously injured and still did not return to the steering wheel was to wait for this little old man.

She was injured in the battle with Yu Fengxian before, when the red-eyed white crane fell into the sky, she caught a glimpse of the little old man in the mountain.

There is a breath of dao fruit on his body.

"I……"

The little old man rolled his eyes slightly, lowered his head and replied:
"Little old man Yang Tianyou, born in Shunde Mansion, Qingzhou."

"Yang Tianyou."

The woman in white's eyes moved slightly, and said softly:

"You fell into the mountain without dying but got an adventure. This name is quite appropriate."

The little old man rubbed his nose, but he was thinking about how to get rid of these two people.

He has been away for too long this time, and the old woman and the baby at home are probably anxious about waiting.

Seeing that the little old man was absent-minded, the woman in white frowned slightly:
"Do you know what fortune you have obtained?"

"This…"

Yang Tianyou's heart trembled slightly, the most worrying thing still happened.

But still bite the bullet and play haha, thinking in his heart that he would deny it to death.

"If you are worried that I will rob you of your good fortune, there is no need for it. Once you recognize the master of this fruit, you cannot take it away. Even if I tear you apart, I won't be able to get it back."

The woman in white snorted lightly:
"What I want is beyond your ability to know."

"Can't take it out?!"

Not only was Yang Tianyou displeased, but his heart thumped:
"Girl, is there no way to take it out?"

"You old fellow is so bold!"

The girl in green immediately went into a rage, she was about to slap her with her sleeves rolled up, but was still called out by the girl in white.

"Since the Dao Fruit has recognized its owner, you should probably know how precious this thing is."

The girl in white is interested:

"The ancient emperors and generals were crazy about everything, why do you want to take it out instead?"

"I'm already at this age, no matter how good things are, it's meaningless anyway."

Yang Tianyou sighed:
"I originally thought about going back and passing this treasure on to my kid, but it seems that I can't..."

"With this thing, I dare not say longevity, but prolonging life is inevitable. Don't you care about it?"

The girl in green was also a little surprised.

Is this old man so stupid?

She thought to herself, if she got this treasure, her mother would want it, and she was afraid that she would not want to hand it over.

"Longevity and longevity, immortality, this is what the emperor thinks."

Yang Tianyou shook his head slightly:
"My old lady's body is not strong anymore, so what's the fun in leaving me alone to live for decades?"

Emperors, generals and generals all want to live forever, but the traffickers and pawns only want to live out this life, and they don't want to come to the next life.

How many more years do you have?
"What a silly old man."

The maid in green snorted.

However, he also understood the attitude of this old guy. This old man is not so afraid of death, and it is only natural that he is not afraid of himself.

The girl in white seemed to understand, and sighed slightly:

"Have pity on me and the people of the world. There are many sorrows. All living beings are in hardship..."

"Girl, since you can't get the Dao fruit, why did you tie me up?"

After resting for a while, Yang Tianyou couldn't sit still anymore, he patted his buttocks and stood up, mainly because it was too cold:

"The old man doesn't have anything else worth thinking about, does he?"

The girl in white doesn't hide either:

"I want your god seed!"

"What, what?"

Yang Tianyou paled in shock:
"You want my seed?"

boom!
The air wave rolled, Yang Tianyou didn't say a word, and was photographed into the snowdrift.

Yu Lingxian flicked the sleeves of her skirt lightly with a malicious look on her face:

"The old guy is so shameless!"

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