The First Cause of All Realms

Huhu~

Under the night, the wind howled.

Yang prison urged the horse to move, holding a bow in his hand, his eyes were like electricity, scanning the mountains and forests, and where he passed, it was clear at a glance.

There was a slight breakage of the grass and trees, and a faint smell of blood.

The ability to hide the head of the six gates is no worse than the method of chasing the murderer and grabbing people. Fang Qidao is the best among them. As soon as he stepped into the night, he immediately hid his figure.

only……

"This side's way of training is clear, but its vitality is so tyrannical..."

Yang Yu's mind was condensed, sensing the subtle changes around him.

That golden bean had the power of a single blow, which was not beyond his expectations.

But the power of this blow was unquestionably tyrannical, Yang Yu thought to himself, if he took this punch, he would end up no better than Liu Jishan that day.

It's best to just take a breath.

Fang Qidao's horizontal training is far from comparable to that of Ji Longshan. With this punch, all the blood in his body was squeezed out, yet he was able to escape at such a fast speed.

It was beyond his expectations.

"Thirteen changes of blood, five stages of foundation building. Fang Qidao has undoubtedly changed blood thirteen times, using himself as a melting pot to cultivate a quasi-guru of his own path, only one step away from 'exchange the blood and reshape the body'. Knock on the door of Martial Saint..."

Thoughts flashed in Yang Yu's heart, but the bowstring in his palm was slowly drawn full, like lightning flashing across the night.

collapse!

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Delin City, adjacent to Shunde, Mulin, and across the Nanshan Mountain to Qingzhou, is a famous city for thousands of years. Although it is not as prosperous as Deyang and Mulin, it is also a good place.

Compared with the poor Shunde Mansion, it is much better.

At the turn of summer and autumn, it is especially prosperous. On the streets, there is a lot of traffic, there is an endless stream of traders, and all kinds of vendors are selling one after another.

Pedestrians rub shoulders.

The Zuixian Pavilion is six stories high, with jade carvings and elegant decorations. It is one of the most famous restaurants in Delin City. Because there are royal chefs who have hosted banquets from the capital, the price is high, and the seats are full.

At this time, it has been three poles in the past few days, and the meal time is coming. It should be full, but there is a deserted scene in the Zuixian Pavilion. Even if there are guests, they are all turned away by the second guy.

Saying no one is not accurate.

In the middle of the empty hall, there was a large table full of delicious delicacies and fine wines.

All kinds of delicacies are available, all of which are hand-painted by the royal chef, with all the colors, fragrances, and flavors, but of the six people present, none of them moved chopsticks or cups.

The shopkeeper of Drunk Immortal Pavilion was the seventh person and the only one standing.

He is also a prominent figure in the city, with a wealth of tens of thousands, enough to buy a street in the busy city, but at this time, he is like a servant waiting by the side.

Didn't even dare to speak.

There is no reason for him. The six people at the table are all big people he can't afford to offend.

On the table, there are monks and Taoists, young and old, men and women.

The monk whose hair was half white, named 'Fuyun', was a very famous monk in Delin Mansion. However, this famous one was not because of his profound Buddhist teachings.

But he has all the five poisons, eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling.

It looks like he is in his 70s and 80s, but he is actually in his 50s.

Beside him, a half-skirted, coquettish woman is his concubine and the biggest brothel owner in the city.

Sitting directly opposite him was a middle-aged Taoist wearing a mysterious crown. His face was like a crown jade, his body was slender, and the Taoist name was 'North Wind', whose origin was unfathomable.

But the one-handed swordsmanship is very good. He once blinded fourteen masters with one sword.

His left and right hands were two Taoist boys, a man and a woman, one carrying a sword and the other carrying a qin, but they were not his boys, but the elders of Wanxingmen outside the city.

Not young, but born that way.

Because the two are never separated, they are also called "male and female little Taoists".

The sixth person out of the five was a middle-aged man with a rich face, with a smile on his face. He was dressed in Lingluo jewels, and looked extremely wealthy.

"Wang Yuanwai, you invited me to come here, saying that there is a good thing, I don't know what it is?"

Monk Fuyun broke the silence with his shriveled chest half exposed.

The rest of the people looked different, but they all looked at the rich middle-aged man.

"Hehe, everyone, don't worry, after all, it's only after everyone arrives that they can talk."

The wealthy middle-aged man responded with a smile, but he did not leak his words.

"Is there anyone in Delin's house who can wait for me to drink?"

The boy carrying the sword spoke, his voice was like a bell, showing a strong inner qi practice.

"Fellow Daoist, don't be impatient."

The boy carrying the sword was only three feet tall, but Wang Yuanwai seemed to have a more cautious attitude towards him. He listened to him and explained:

"Although there is no Delin House, it does not mean that there are no other places."

"Um?"

"Not from Delin?"

"Is there a guest outside the king? Where did the Raptors come from?"

Hearing this, the rest of the people were also a little curious.

The poor are not necessarily stingy, and the rich are not necessarily generous.

Wang Yuanwai, whose net worth is huge, in the entire Delin Mansion, only the big boss who has never appeared before is richer than him, but he is extremely stingy.

In a rich family, with three concubines, but only two houses, he was covered in silk, but the family members were all dressed in sackcloth, and the smell of oil was rare.

This is true for his own people, not to mention others.

They were still amazed that he had changed the **** of the entire Zuixian Pavilion today, but now it seemed that it was because of this guest.

"Hehe~"

Wang Yuan saw that everyone had guessed, and no longer concealed:

"Everyone knows, Mu Lin Mansion, Dajiao Gang?"

"The Dajiao Gang that once controlled nearly half of the water transport in Mulin Mansion?"

The North Wind Taoist said solemnly:

"The Dajiao Gang claims to have more than 10,000 gang members, and the experts are like clouds. However, Pindao heard that the Dajiao Gang was exterminated by the court long ago, and many masters were captured in one net..."

The rest also frowned.

Mulin Mansion and Delin Mansion are bordering, although they are not close, but such a big event, they will not be ignorant.

"If it is the Dajiao Gang, I'm afraid it may not be worthy of Wang Yuanwai's generosity."

Monk Fuyun lost interest.

He didn't want to pay attention to a gang that was wiped out by the imperial court.

Because that represents a huge hassle.

"Everyone, don't underestimate the Dajiao Gang. As the saying goes, a thin dead camel is bigger than a horse. The big gang that has been controlling Caoyun for many years naturally has a background..."

Wang Yuanwai said, suddenly paused, and looked out the door.

The rest of the people, in no particular order, looked at the streets where people came and went.

call!

There seems to be a breeze.

A ghostly figure appeared in the restaurant.

Several people looked at the person who came.

The visitor was dressed in black, eight feet up and down, slender and handsome, but there was a deep haze between his brows, which made people look unhappy.

The visitor looked around the crowd and bowed slightly:

"Xu Silong, I have seen you fellows."

"Xu Silong? Young master of the Dajiao Gang? I heard that you were taken down by Jinyiwei and put in a big prison, but you managed to escape?"

Everyone was surprised when they heard that they had signed up.

Jinyiwei is different from Six Gates. He rarely takes people, but once he takes people, it is even more difficult to escape. The young leader of a run-down gang actually has such strength?

"Jin Yiwei can't take care of himself, so it's not difficult to get out."

Xu Silong glanced at it, the shopkeeper's body trembled, he hurriedly took a few steps back, closed the door, and backed out by himself.

"Brother Xu is too nervous, I'm waiting here, does anyone dare to leak the news?"

Wang Yuanwai chuckled and asked him to take a seat.

"No."

Xu Silong waved his hand to refuse, he swept around again ~www.novelmt.com~ to restrain his voice, and said solemnly:

"You all came naturally, and you must be your own. Xu Xun will make a long story short, here, one is to invite you to join the teaching, and the other is to have a great good thing to share with you!"

"etc!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by several people who changed color:

"Join the teaching? Which one wants to join the teaching? What kind of teaching?!"

Xu Xilong restrained his expression and became solemn:

"All beings are suffering, my mother is merciful!"

"Liansheng teaches!"

They looked at each other, their faces were ugly.

Monk Fuyun was about to explode, but was firmly held back by the half-old Xu Niang. She bit her lip and looked at Wang Yuanwai, who was still smiling:

"We, we should be..."