The First Cause of All Realms

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The cold wind blows through the sky of the Ninefold Gang Wind, somewhere in the sea of ​​stars, there are ripples in the void, and a lone boat slowly sails out.

Shrouded in thin mist, on the deck of the solitary boat, Lu Qingting slowly stopped the palm that urged Shenxing, and Chu Tianyi's voice came from behind him:

"The Wen Lingguan, the Liran God General, and the six World Patrolling God Envoys have all left, and those Vajra Arhats from the Buddhist sect are still hiding in the Western Desert..."

During the twenty years since the end of the Great War, the world of Longquan was in turmoil.

The arhats occupied the western desert, preached scriptures and established temples, and the heavens ruled the land and seas, and almost wiped out the entire Longquan practice world according to the rules of heaven.

At this moment, Lu Qingting looked far into the distance, and felt that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was getting stronger, but the energy of the rank master was less than half.

"Those gods came here in accordance with the rules of heaven, and they will naturally leave after clearing Longquan. If those bald donkeys don't leave, I'm afraid they will stay in this world to pass on the scriptures..."

Surrounded by mist, Lu Qingting's face sank like water, while on the deck side, Qin Lihu sat cross-legged expressionlessly, but it could be seen from his unstoppable heaving of his chest that his mood was turbulent and agitated.

Hearing Lu Qingting's words, Qin Lihu suddenly opened his eyes, with violent killing intent surging in his eyes:

"It should be killed!"

"It should be killed, but it cannot be killed."

The man of truth came out of the cabin suddenly, came to the crowd, glanced at Qin Lihu who was frowning, and shook his head slightly:

"Don't say that we are much inferior to those arhats who came from the calamity. Even if we can be killed, we can't be killed."

Can't kill.

Taoist Zhenyan sighed slightly, and the expressions of the rest of the people in the mountains and seas all changed, and most of them were silent.

The background of Longquan's practice world is ten times better than that of mountains and seas, but it is much inferior to that of the ancient world of immortals and Buddhas.

After more than a thousand years of practice, under the guidance of Yang Jue who spared no effort, all of them have reached the pinnacle of excellence.

However, being the same Jiuyao, the current Jiuyao is generally inferior to the ancient Jiuyao.

This is not a gap between talent and savvy, but a gap in background.

Those Arhats and Vajras possess all kinds of Taoism and supernatural powers, and they are all organized into a system, such as the Dragon Subduing Arhat, who held a subduing magic pestle, and even killed the current eight pole masters twenty years ago.

Although he has the help of Xuantian Spirit Treasure, his practice is naturally not comparable to that of the ordinary Jiuyao Lord.

"Your Majesty is in such a catastrophe, but we can only watch helplessly..."

Qin Lihu only felt that his heart was blocked.

He doesn't know what the man of truth says is true.

Those arhats and vajras have no good relationship, and what makes people dare not act rashly is that after those arhats and vajras, there are Dharma protectors, bodhisattvas, and even...

"The strong prey on the weak. It has been like this since ancient times. Brother Qin was also killed in a sea of ​​blood. Why don't you understand this truth?"

Chu Tianyi held on to the railing:

"A gentleman should hide his weapon in his body and move it when the time comes! Today I am not as good as those old guys, and I may not be as good in the future!"

"Today?"

Qin Lihu sneered:

"Today, there are only a few Arhats, and I dare not fight against them. I will wait until tomorrow..."

"Western Desert has been sealed off, and there is a large formation covering the outside. Even if I want to go, I'm afraid I won't be able to get in..."

Lu Qingting turned around:

"Really, what do you think I should do next?"

Chu Tianyi, Qin Lihu and others also looked at Taoist Zhenyan when they heard the words.

In the past 1,200 years, Yang Yu transformed himself into an inexhaustible body, went back and forth between the two worlds dozens of times, and attracted hundreds of old people from mountains and seas.

At this moment, there are more than ten people on the small boat, all of whom are old acquaintances of Yang Prison, and at this moment, they have all become Jiuyao.

However, the practice of Taoist Mantra is still the best among all, even Qin Lihu is inferior.

"So what?"

The man of truth is silent.

After experiencing the great changes in Longquan, even a person in his state of mind feels a deep fog in his heart.

And not just him?

Anyone who has experienced that great change, who is not desperate?

Star God, Heavenly General, Arhat, King Kong, Heavenly King, Bodhisattva...

Existences that originally only existed in legends came one after another, and the oppression brought to future generations of rank masters was unparalleled.

"A real person?"

Seeing that Taoist Man of Truth was stunned and silent, the hearts of the others sank.

"Just wait."

After a little bit of a daze, the Taoist man of truth sat on the ground, amidst the mist, he calmly transmitted the voice:

"Those gods and arhats stayed in this world for more than 20 years without leaving, but they left today one after another. There must be something strange in it. If the old Taoist's prediction is not bad, then..."

"You mean His Majesty?"

Qin Lihu's eyes lit up.

"Those gods have only cleared Longquan for a few years, why did they stay for so long? It must be that Brother Yang is not dead..."

Lu Qingting's heart was also shocked, and he also understood the meaning of the mantra's words:

"According to what you mean, Brother Yang has already left Longquan at this moment?"

"good!"

The truth talker nodded slightly:

"If the old Taoist's prediction is not bad, he will definitely leave a promise before he leaves. I just need to wait..."

"Um?"

The words of Taoist Mantra suddenly stopped, and Lu Qingting and others also raised their eyebrows.

I saw a pillar of blue light coming up from under the sea of ​​clouds, reaching the lone boat, it was Jiang Xiazi and Hanyue Sanren holding a magic whip.

"Han Yue Sanren?"

Seeing someone coming, except for the man of truth, the rest of the people's hearts were shocked.

In the past, Hanyue Sanren was the number one hexagram master in Shanhai, and most of the people present knew each other.

"Everyone, it's been a long time."

Seeing an old friend, Hanyue Sanren squeezed out a smile on his cold old face.

"Master Hanyue, this..."

Chu Tianyi's heart skipped a beat.

"Everyone, let's talk in another place."

Hanyue Sanren's eyes swept away, suddenly raised the whip, and only tapped lightly in the void, the next moment, the lonely boat disappeared into nothingness.

hum!

A few moments later, everyone woke up suddenly, and saw that the fog in front of them was hazy, and all perceptions were trapped and locked in the solitary boat.

"Here is the place of inheritance left by my master. It has the effect of isolating the supernatural powers. Here, we will not be spied on by the supernatural powers."

Hanyue Sanren flicked his sleeves lightly and sat cross-legged, while the rest of the people moved slightly and sat down accordingly.

"Before the great change in Longquan, the Northwest King had a premonition of today's change. At that time, he also left a letter."

Hanyue Sanren came straight to the point, and while speaking, a yellowed silk script flew out from his cuff.

"Your Majesty left a letter?"

Qin Lihu subconsciously wanted to pick it up, but before he stretched out his hand, a strong light burst out from that page of the silk book.

Then, waves of light surged, and a figure slowly walked out from the virtual vision under the gaze of everyone.

"His Majesty!"

"Brother Yang?"

…

Seeing that ray of phantom, the expressions of all the people changed drastically, and they got up one after another.

"No, not an avatar!"

Taoist Zhenyan was the first to notice something was wrong. Although this phantom had the aura of Yang Yu, it did not have the aura of a stranger.

Just a phantom.

"It's Yang Prison's fault not letting you go out of the profound art realm for thousands of years, but it's really a last resort."

The phantom gradually became clear, and his red clothes moved with the wind. He gave a slight salute, and then sighed:

"The aura of calamity is pervasive, and the road ahead is bleak. Yang really doesn't know whether he will be able to get out of this calamity, so he has to leave everyone to practice in the territory of Xuangong, leaving a glimmer of future for my mountains and seas..."

"His Majesty…"

Qin Lihu only felt his chest heat up, and felt congested. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak for a moment.

Chu Tianyi, Lu Qingting and others looked silent.

The man of true words sighed, only feeling dark in his heart.

"At this moment, I don't know what the catastrophe will be, but it is nothing more than an outstanding person in this world, an ancient Taoist ghost, there is a high probability that there will be a **** and Buddha coming to Longquan..."

The phantom said calmly:

"This catastrophe is the catastrophe of Longquan. Even if I respond to the catastrophe, this world will not be destroyed, but my vitality will definitely be severely damaged, and it will be difficult to recover my vitality for thousands of years.

If you leave your body useful, you may be able to achieve success in this world..."

Yang Yu's voice echoed here.

With the successive warnings of Lord Ma and Di Ting, Yang Qiu naturally made all arrangements for the funeral before the calamity came.

"The inheritance of Wudoumen, if you can keep it, you can keep it, and if you can't do it, don't do it. In the territory of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Xuangong, I have sorted out my practice experience, about the four steps of human immortality, about the choice of rank, about the choice of various magical powers, and Dao fruit reception..."

"The 840 million-year-old heritage of ancient times is not comparable to Longquan, but at its root, the difference is only in the supernatural power system..."

"Just like rank, there are four steps of immortality, and everyone is different. You can learn from me, not like me..."

…

On the lonely boat, there was silence, only Yang Ju's voice echoed, it was a ray of phantom left by him before he invited the Lion King to fight.

It is the backhand he left behind to prevent himself from being annihilated by all the incarnations of spirits and souls.

"The return of ancient Taoist ghosts is irreversible. In future practice, the choice of Tao fruit and rank must be the most important, and avoiding possible Taoist ghosts is the first..."

…

Yang Qiu is not a person who talks a lot, but the phantom he left behind has been talking for several hours.

Covers every aspect.

His voice was calm, but the people on the lonely boat felt more and more desolate as they heard it.

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In the breeze, the phantom becomes more and more illusory:

"I heard about the horrors of calamity elsewhere. It must be difficult to keep the incarnation, but I still kept the incarnation...

One 'Wu Jian' and one 'Seven Arrows', their connection with me has been completely cut off, you can find them..."

call!

At this point, the phantom disappeared completely, leaving only the lingering sound:

"If you can get out of this catastrophe, Yang Prison will have a good time with you all in the future, sit down and talk about the Tao..."

"His Majesty!"

Qin Lihu finally couldn't help it, roared angrily, and looked at Hanyue Sanren:

"Where is His Majesty's incarnation?!"

…

"Gah!"

Almost at the same time as the phantom disappeared~www.novelmt.com~In a small temple in Qianshan City, in a very hidden fragment of the cave, a small three-legged toad woke up from a pool of water.

"I wasted so much of my spiritual saliva..."

The little toad yawned, looked at the two lifeless bodies soaked in the pool water, and called out:

"Still awake?!"

Swish!

The gloomy fragments of the cave are illuminated by the light of the eyes.

In the pool, Wu Jian, who was dressed in black, opened his eyes. He stared blankly at his hands, and murmured:

"Mountain and Sea, back to Mountain and Sea..."

On the other side, Seven Arrows, who was caught by the longbow, slowly opened his eyes, murmured, and repeated:

"I wish, I wish..."

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