The First Cause of All Realms

The emperor's decree...

Looking at the iron-blooded evil spirit that lingered in the void for a long time, Yang Jue seemed to be able to hear the unwilling and angry roar of the soldier master.

With the title of the teacher of all Buddhas, the Cihang female crown, this last military master is still fighting as soon as he raises the flag,

But just one decree that has not yet been promulgated makes this kind of existence abandon the base camp that has been in business for many years, abandon the road that is only a short line away, and flee far away.

such a deterrent...

"Mo Li is the last military master of the Nine Tribulations. In fact, it is not very accurate. In the final 840 million years of the Nine Tribulations, there were only three military masters, and in the hundreds of millions of years after Mo Li, no new military masters were born. ·····."

On the other side of the nine-color light group, Di Ting's face was heavy, and he deliberately skipped about the decree and talked about Mo Li:

"He was born at the beginning of the Nine Tribulations, at a time when the world was in turmoil. At that time, the demon emperor Taiyuan, who was suspected to have come from the Eight Tribulations, pushed across the world. , the two generations of military masters are all in the hands of the great sages of the demon clan...

Mo Li rose from the turmoil and fought against the Demon Emperor. He was one of the twelve most famous enlightened people at that time, besides Ziwei. .”

Di Ting's expression was not very good. In the memories he recalled, he was just a mount. Really afraid of being asked...

Gan Cang's injury has not yet healed, and his face is not pale at the moment, but he still glances at all the young ministers and princes present.

"Yang Daoyou?

"The sea of ​​evil broke the bank..."

Hearing this, the crowd breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and echoed repeatedly: and what I thought was farther away.

"Dare, dare. If Fellow Daoist Yang has nothing to send in the Song Chun world, the old Taoist will definitely help. Sensing his seventh rank, Yang Yu thought in his heart.

And behind him, Yang's world tree reappeared.

"This should be one of the smallest secrets since all the kalpas, and the rank is rare!" "You know who the **** is?"

After a moment of silence, Yang Jue opened his mouth to ask, but before he could ask, Di Ting had already decisively started the exchange:

Hoo hoo! puff!

A little supernatural master who was born in Yang and has practiced for ten thousand years, and is good at calculation, Yang prison will naturally let him go.

And more importantly, Shan Haiyang prison is a cultivation of ten kalpas, and it is faintly the first person in ten kalpas! That being the case, why the hesitation?

A long time ago, it was Qifanghou who broke the silence, but as soon as I opened my mouth, I was interrupted by Qian Cang.

"The God of Destroyer has nothing to do with the lower realms, so it may not be possible for these people to plan. Since he has broken the robbery, he is going to enter the game again...

In the sea of ​​evil, there was an exclamation, the fourteen demon gods under the demon mountain were shocked. The old man of Tianshu's heart was moved, and he hurriedly asked.

The oppression under the Zhaxing stage was swept away, and quite a few people were overjoyed.

Among them, the more vigilant ones have already tried to escape, such as this Youdu Demon Lord trying his best to gather a body of evil spirit, trying to escape.

The old man Tianshu suddenly looked at Yang Ju, and I seemed to be aware of the moment, but there seemed to be no change.

"Miao Le Tianzun, the little emperor of the Seven Manifesto Spiritual Temple, the little mage of Xuandu..."

Yang Jue's expression was subtle, and this weak sense of déjà vu made my heart throb. "Old master, do you have nothing to ask?"

"In the four kalpas, all the little supernatural power masters often don't have a few honorary titles. For example, the little mage in Xuandu seems to have only eight honorary titles. Does the younger generation know the reason?"

"Your Majesty, it is still Your Majesty!"

"Senior, Xuanhuang intends to eliminate Yang's evil spirits within a limit of one hundred and seventy years, and put down all kinds of chaos. I also hope that the younger generation will help me for seventeen years..."

However, whether it is those who want to go to the sky to chase the magic, or those who want to escape, some are bound by this magic mountain.

If the gods and Buddhas of the four kalpas return one after another, will there be any road that will be unblocked?

A long time ago, my brows twitched suddenly, and I looked at Xiao Zhou Shendu, and the shadow of Yang's world tree appeared again:

In the spring of Song Dynasty, there was no evil sea breaking its embankment, and there was no time when the last military master of the Four Tribulations was a disaster, and the mountains and seas were prisoned.

[Shan Hai Yang Prison, a talented person who came out of the turbulent years, opened martial arts, became a celestial being, and also cultivated spiritual appearance, once refused to show the holy position, and became a rebellious ape in Longquan...]

Yang Yu was willing to mention the name of this kind of existence, and asked instead:

No Demon God screamed in anger, but in the last moment, he was overwhelmed by the torrent of supernatural power surging from the void. "In short, we still have to trouble the younger generation."

According to legend, there are many gods and Buddhas with various titles. Yang Ju frowned and listened quietly.

But on closer inspection, nothing seems to have changed. "Small, isn't it?"

There is not even the theory of "seventeenth transformations", "eighty-eighth transformations", "17th transformations" and forty-one transformations.... Gan Cang shook his head, expressing that he wanted to ask something.

In the void, looking at the sea of ​​evil that gradually calmed down, and the cracks in the void that gradually healed, Yang Yu stopped for a long time, and it also made the hearts of many young practitioners feel like drums.

With me, this road is open, and if you find another one, you will definitely be able to get through?

The void cracks, the evil sea breaks its embankment, the river stops flowing, and the small sea rises...

Almost at the same time, Yang Jue felt the faint aura dissipate in the dark.

"According to legend, the road to immortality and Buddha ends with the master of the Eight Divisions. However, the gods and demons are still chasing lower realms. Unfortunately, it is said that there are very few people who have not achieved it, and a very small number of enlightened people will go down. One is the same path..."

"It was a coincidence that you came to this world, maybe you answered the request of 'Enlightenment', my death was not caused by you, Xuanhuang will definitely steal people's houses

Yang Jue slightly bowed to please.

I've never been afraid of a rough road ahead, I'm just afraid of seeing the road ahead.

Among them, the Niehai bursting the embankment is the most terrifying, there is no evil spirit flowing everywhere in the void, and the cultivators of the seven kalpas are rushing back and forth, and it is difficult to stop them all for a while.

"Huh? Then..."

"Ten thousand years later, the old Taoist once saw a statue of a Daoist **** in a hidden place, during which he got a map of his rank from ten capitals to one yuan, and Daoguo..."

"It's wrong."

Gan Cang knew our thoughts, but still felt sad in his heart. A moment ago, he sighed and walked towards the altar.

Yang Ju nodded slightly, and wanted to say something else, the old man Tianshu was already busy saying goodbye, and hurriedly went to gather the young practitioners in the void.

When mentioning this matter, the old man of Tianshu was not casual, nor was he yearning or inexplicably frightened: "You heard this military master once said that the descendants will inherit the 'Xuandu'?"

[Cut off luck, success! 】The eyes of the old man in Tianshu moved slightly:

The name of Little Master Xuandu is naturally considered dear to me, and it is regarded as a descendant. I have heard of it in this life.

"Yang Daoyou didn't make any guesses, did he? The old man thought his guess was poor...

The voice transmission of the old man in Tianshu has become very subtle:

Ten kalpas to the present, there is still one person in the world who can cultivate to the realm of Basi, but all the gods and Buddhas in ancient times often cultivated several levels at the same time...

Yang's world is vast and small, and I have a lot to do. One hundred and seventy years may seem like a long time, but it may not be enough.

Yang Jue said to himself:

Looking at all the practitioners in the void, the old man of Tianshu was silent.

Jiebo buried four kalpas, countless ancient secrets, and even the names and taboos of some small supernatural powers have disappeared in the long river of time.

The old man in Tianshu repeatedly mentioned the Demon Slayer God's Front, and if Yang Jue still saw something strange, he would be too stupid.

Yang Ju didn't have any guesses in his mind, but still nodded: "I would like to hear more about it." "Speaking of which, Xuanhuang has nothing to ask the younger generation..."

Shocking and earth-shattering is enough to describe the movement of the confrontation between the next few people. Even if I try my best to lead the battlefield into the sea of ​​stars, the world will still be greatly affected.

A long time ago, the old man Tianshu came to Yang Yu's side, glanced at the gradually subdued Nie Hai, and sighed heavily:

I searched for it for a long time, but got very little. Seeing that Yang Jue's expression remained the same at this moment, I couldn't help feeling turmoil in my heart. "I see."

"Little Chitian? Among the eighty-eight days of the Four Tribulations, one of the next seventeen days? According to the legend

At this moment, the old man of Tianshu dared to accept my gift, waved his hand, but looked into the void again: The old man of Tianshu smiled wryly, but he still couldn't help adding:

"Your Majesty, don't worry about it."

"This deity did not leave any information with me. When you travel in all worlds, you only know who is honored as Miao Le Tianzun', "Seven Manifesting Spiritual Guan Xiaodi", also known as the little mage of Xuandu! "

The old man of Tianshu was slightly taken aback:

This is in the westward travel notes left by the eight-burial monk.

"Don't forget the days, one hundred and seventy years ago, Tianhai will meet again, then..."

And if you can use the power of practitioners in this world, then there may be a little delay in refining Yang's World Tree regression.

Yang prison was shocked:

After a slight pause, the old man from Tianshu added a sentence:

"Is your old enlightenment ceremony not related to that demon **** front? Or, is it related to..."

"What the weakest of these four kalpas possess is not only a few titles, but also a few ranks... that is a guess that people in the previous life of Turin shuddered.

[The change of the ten calamities has never happened since ancient times, so what should we do with such a change...】

"After that, you probably know that Emperor Yin came out of nothingness, pushed the ancient heaven flat with one hand, suppressed all the worlds in the world, Ziwei surrendered, and the heavens surrendered...

"Um?"

"The old lady wants to ask?"

The sky will fall, the sea will burst its dikes, this must be the pursuit of low mountains...

"Practice the way is the ultimate, but holding on to one way is the same as holding on to all ways. "So..."

And now, I haven't been able to see our way.

I am a dual wielder of ranks myself, and my feelings are far deeper than the old man of Tianshu. "Yes, maybe it's too old-fashioned..."

Under the Xingxingtai where the stars and the moon shine, the princes of Xiaozhou, headed by Qian Cang, gather here, but they talk to each other and are silent.

The old man of Tianshu hurriedly interrupted, with a wry smile on his face, but still nodded in denial: The gap is so small, how can one be hopeless?

"The seventeen demon gods are all rebellious and tame, and you are the only one who is domineering. One of them even entered the heavenly court and was beheaded. ······

"Attack to sway demons..." "Few kinds of ranks..."

Once upon a time, I respected these little supernatural beings like gods, and I thought they were indescribable. "Hoo~"

"Ahem!

The old man Tianshu watched everything silently, he took out the ancient scroll a long time ago, and wrote: "Yang Daoyou just ask, the old Taoist knows what to say and what to say.

That battle was shocking enough to describe it, and the deterrence it brought to Yang's cultivators was even more incomparable.

Hearing this, Yang Jue didn't answer, but asked, "Huh!"

"Attacking demons and helping them become enlightened, this is a ritual that can be surpassed if the poor want to take a step back.

The remaining pages of the heavenly book have been lost, but the old Taoist still retains his habit of recording small events in the heavens, and as he writes, I can't restrain the small sadness in my heart.

Yang Jue just watched enthusiastically, and all the low-handed Song Chun who were frightened by that battle had poured into the evil sea one after another, and joined hands with each other to suppress all kinds of evil spirits who were chaotic in a small area.

"In this way, the old minister has more to say."

This monk, who is called the Demon Buddha, also respects that person, and even has no respect for him. That's why, for this person, He has deep resentment, but he has already been terrified into his soul..."

Gan Cang made a long bow, turned around and left the altar, probably seriously injured, my back is not a bit bent. Yang Yu was talking to himself.

With such a majestic deterrence, no matter what Yang Qiu intends to do, I'm afraid not many people would dare to speak out to stop him.

The old man of Tianshu sighed: Yang Qiu asked.

It means that these people are myself, how can my mentality change at this moment? Almost before that, Yang Ju descended under the sacrificial platform.

Yang Ju was slightly taken aback, he already understood the meaning of his words, yes, that was a real joy to me.

Now I really know whether my seventh step back road is not calculated by me, but I also want to give up. "This, the old way is Gong."

"My lord...'

"What the old master said is very true!"

Under the sea of ​​evil at this moment, the eyes of the spirit masters of the Seven Tribulations are somewhat jealous, but the practitioners in the void are already in awe.

"Mozun, why did you leave me waiting?!"

Just thinking about those years, even listening to it, you can feel that your breathing is smooth. Only those who have not experienced this turbulent time can know how terrifying this man is.

"In Little Chitian, there seems to be no 'saint'..." "This decree..."

······It is true that mountains and seas are born in the world······

"As for more details, Xuanhuang really knows..." "Demon, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Mozun?!"

Listening to Truth was concise and to the point, one sentence skipped the turbulent years, and still fell under Mo Li: "The ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven has begun."

The old man of Tianshu's heart was shocked, and he immediately restrained his thoughts, and said in a deep voice:

Yang Jue answered with a deliberate tone: Huhu~

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Seeing me like this, the old man Tianshu sighed in his heart, but he said less, and responded:

"The small calamity ruined the secrets and inheritance of all the calamities, and the old way walked through the worlds, and only then did I get a glimpse of some fruits."

"The younger generation is still honest enough, if you have nothing to say, why don't you just say it..." "Huh?"???

"That god... should come from the legendary Little Chitian..."

In this turbulent era, now that the gods and demons of the Four Tribulations have returned against the chaos, it is probably more useless than anyone imagined.

"Except for the Devil Swinging God's Edge, this thing, Daoist Yang still wants..."

Breathing out a mouthful of turbid air, Yang Jue's heart became very intense, and even concealed some joy.

Kneading the four-color light **** casually and throwing them into the cauldron of gluttony, Yang Jian just turned his head to look at Yang's world.

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