The First Cause of All Realms

"Little devil..."

Fang Qidao laughed miserably.

Now that he has messy hair covering his face, his body is covered in blood and dust, and he is as embarrassed as a bereaved dog, isn't he just like a kid?

The anger in his heart turned into desolation before it could rise, Fang Qidao staggered forward and took a few steps, looking at the ancient mansion whose door was closed, his eyes just flashed.

He flew up, and under the gaze of all the surprised and strange eyes, he turned into the wall.

"Huh~"

"Another one who doesn't know how to live or die."

"Ghost Villa also dares to enter, a fool who doesn't know whether to live or die..."

Under the flickering lanterns, dozens of people have different expressions, some are calm, some are sneering, some are shaking their heads, some are indifferent.

But no one stopped him.

A young monk wanted to say something, but the old monk beside him held his arm and shook his head, motioning him to keep silent.

"You can't stop it."

The old monk glanced lightly at the gloomy ancient house, and was about to close his eyes when a sudden movement occurred in his heart.

The rest of the people also seemed to be aware of it and looked at them one after another.

Just outside the deep valley, there was the sound of the wind whistling, and a man came with a prancing horse and a bow. He was separated by dozens or hundreds of meters, but he could still feel the cold and sharp edge.

"Another one?"

Someone muttered in surprise.

"What the **** is this place?"

The moment he stepped into the deep valley, Yang Yu's heart was shocked, he stopped his horse, and his eyes swept over the dozens of people in the open space, looking at the gloomy mansion like a haunted house.

One step away.

Before stepping into the deep valley, everything was business as usual, but the moment he stepped into this valley, his back felt a chill, and an indescribable aura instantly made him feel like a great enemy.

"Yang Prison?"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

Yang Yu instantly returned to his senses, looking at the corner, the little monk with a surprised face, his expression was also startled:

"It's you?"

It was a skinny little monk, and there was an even skinnier old monk beside him.

But it was the old monk Hui An who had a relationship before, and Liu Qingqing, of course, the little monk who is now called 'Su Ming'.

"Yang, benefactor Yang. This house is not to be intruded into."

Seeing Yang Yu looking at the house, Su Ming's face was slightly tight, and he didn't know that he came after the man before.

"Thank you for reminding."

Yang Yu got off his horse and led the trembling dragon horse to the open space.

What surprised him was that among these people, there was an acquaintance.

Although he had a disguise and lowered his head to cover his face, how could he hide from him?

"Jin Yiwei's prison, they all escaped? Or is there something wrong with Qi Tou?"

Yang Yu pondered in his heart.

He did not choose to rush into the house directly, although he knew that Fang Qidao would definitely rush into it, but from the expressions of these people, he could also see something.

That is, that ancient house is very dangerous.

"It's been less than a year since the last goodbye, but Yang Shizhu's martial arts have improved again..."

Seeing Yang Yu approaching, the old monk Hui An folded his hands together and recited a Buddha's name in a low voice. His heart was also moved.

The others couldn't see anything, but he could see clearly.

The blood-stained defeated dog was actually a great master.

"A little progress, where is it worth the master's praise?"

Yang Yu looked around, and his eyes fell on the ancient house that made him feel a little chilly:

"Dare to ask the master, what's so special about this house?"

In the open space, there are many masters.

Apart from this unfathomable old monk, there were a few others who made him perceive the dangerous aura.

Such a master is guarding in this deep mountain and old forest, no matter what, he must have a purpose, and it must be related to this house.

"It turned out to be Lord Yang."

The old monk hadn't opened his mouth yet, not far away, someone seemed to recognize Yang Yu, clasped his fists and said with a smile on his rich face:

"This house is called Ghost Villa..."

The fat man laughed, but spoke very quickly.

This house was discovered by a group of herb collectors, but it was a heavy rain that caused the valley here to collapse. This house is in the middle of the mountain, which is amazing.

Although this house is old, it has not been damaged in the collapse of the mountain.

"... Most of the herb collectors were killed and injured, and the few who were alive said they had encountered a ghost, and they seemed to be crazy. Not long after they returned, they all died.

It's a very dangerous place. "

The fat man said here, his tone paused, and then he said:

"As for what's in it, you have to ask the master. He came from thousands of miles away and wants to know a lot about this place."

As soon as the voice fell, the eyes of everyone present fell on the old monk.

There is fear and suspicion.

"Which one are you?"

Yang Yu suddenly spoke, and his cold eyes fell on the fat man.

The fat man's face stiffened, and his smile couldn't hold back:

"Under Wang Fu..."

"Wang Fu?"

Yang Yu's thoughts changed, and he didn't seem to think that there was such a number one person, but many of them seemed to be headed by this fat man...

"Amitabha."

At this time, the old monk Hui'an recited a Buddha's name in a low voice, then looked up at the dark night without stars or moon, and said slowly:

"Do you think that you have made up your mind to know?"

In the past year, there are not a few people who come to the deep valley here, but those who have the perseverance to stay until now must be people who know something.

"Good words can't persuade a damned ghost, no matter what, no matter what..."

Thinking in his heart, the old monk opened his mouth, but the first sentence was to Yang Yu:

"With the character of the benefactor Yang, since the culprit has come here, and the bones of that person are not seen, he will not turn back, right?"

"good."

Yang prison nodded.

Although this house is weird, Fang Qidao has a lot of life-saving means, and he may not be able to escape from this house.

You know, he took the initiative to flee here.

Of course, the most important thing is that Yang Yu is also interested in this house.

He also recalled that inexplicable aura at this time. Before he died that day, the aura on Ji Longshan was very similar to this.

This is not the breath of Daoguo, but more like the breath of a 'ceremony'.

Is there someone holding a ceremony in this house?

"In that case..."

Hui An nodded, no more persuasion, and calmly said:

"This house is not a good place, not even a creation of this world. It is very different from ordinary civil buildings, and its breath hurts the human body, blood, and blood. Not to mention stepping into it, even if it is a little closer, it will harm it... "

"Isn't it a creation from this world?"

Yang Yu's eyelids twitched, and his peripheral vision swept over the rest of the people. Now this group of people seems to have expected it, and there is no surprise.

"Yes, this house comes from another place. In terms of Buddhist scriptures, it comes from the 'Buddha world', and in terms of Taoist treasures, it comes from the fairy world,..."

Hui An spoke slowly, as if to teach his disciples:

"Of course, some people call it the 'Sky Sea Realm'!"

Tianhaijie!

Hearing this sentence, the expressions of everyone present changed. Although they all restrained, they did not hide from Yang Yu's perception.

"This group of people actually knows about Tianhaijie..."

Yang Yu's heart sank slightly.

Anything known must not be a secret, he knew very well.

If the Sky Sea Realm existed for a long time, it would definitely be known by many people, but if it weren't for the old man, in his previous identity, he would not have access to the secrets of the 'Heaven Sea Realm'.

Do these people actually know?

"Master, does this house really come from the Tianhai world?"

Someone spoke.

This man, wearing a big cloak, had no face, sat alone in the corner and never spoke. When he spoke at this time, he immediately attracted a lot of attention.

"Probably not."

Hui'an didn't finish her words, and didn't care about being interrupted. She calmly responded and continued:

"Its bricks, stones, and wood are all the old monks have never seen in his life, but they fit some rumors in the Buddhist scriptures. It is speculated that it comes from the upper realm, so it should not be bad."

‘Heaven and Sea Realm…’

Yang Yu clenched his longbow tightly and his breathing changed slightly.

He is the real one who has been to the world of heaven and sea. After returning, he also collected rumors and legends about the 'immortal world', 'Buddha world' and 'heaven world'.

He found that if it is assumed that the places where the gods and Buddhas lived in the legend really exist, then the Heaven and Sea Realm is very likely to be such a place.

But how can things from the sky and sea world appear in this world?

"Conjecture?"

Someone couldn't help it:

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't know! This ghost villa comes from the underworld of the upper realm. It is said that it is the place where ghosts and gods suppress evil spirits.

The markings in the Daozang are very clear! "

Many of them have been entrenched here for more than half a year, and their minds are the most sensitive.

Immediately, someone interrupted the old monk.

"In the 84,000-year history of Tianyuan, there are monsters who have entered the world, huffing and breathing anger, causing all kinds of killings, and there are city gods who are in charge of the yin division, asking for the help of ghosts and gods, and suppressing the 'Xiemei Mountain'!"

"This Xiemei Mountain is here. Later, due to the operation of the Earth Dragon, it was merged into the Changliu Mountain Range!"

"It's a matter of one sentence, you old monk wants to hesitate and hesitant, and it's really disgusting for the old lady!"

The rough voice came from a burly woman eight feet tall.

This woman is wearing close-fitting bunts, and her sturdy body can't hide it. No matter what, she must be a successful person in horizontal training.

And this person is also the master who made Yang Yu aware of the danger.

Among the more than ten people above the open space, apart from the unfathomable old monk, perhaps she is the strongest.

"It's still refreshing from Aunt Su!"

Seeing the woman speak, naturally someone agrees.

"Fuck you mother! Who is the old **** with a dead face?"

When Aunt Su heard the words, she was furious, spraying the person who agreed with her with drool all over her face, backed away in embarrassment, and dared not speak again.

"The hostess is right."

Being so contradicted by others, Hui'an was not angry, and she felt like she was self-inflicted:

"The old monk has been reading Buddhist scriptures for a long time, and his words are inevitably a bit mysterious, not as simple and direct as the female donor. This ancient house is indeed a place to suppress ghosts, but it is not ghosts and gods who suppress this ghost, but my Buddhist Dharma protector. !"

"laugh!"

Aunt Su sneered, too lazy to debate this issue with him, and straight to the point:

"Since that's the case, if this ghost villa is a ghost or god, I will take it. If it's a Buddhist thing, you can deal with it, how about it?!"

"Um?"

Hearing these words, the old monk has nothing to do with it, but how can the rest of the people endure it?

"Su Jing! If you say that, where do you leave me waiting?"

"You want to take it all by yourself, but don't think about it!"

Zheng!

Senhan's white light flashed by, and then fell heavily, the blade slammed on the ground, making an amazing thunder, and a large wave of air suddenly rose and slapped towards the crowd.

boom!

The air wave was like real substance. Once they collided, everyone took a step back, their faces were ashen and ugly, but they all closed their mouths.

This woman's martial arts are extremely high, and the horizontal training is powerful, but she may not be invincible.

However, at this time, I haven't even seen the shadow of the baby, who would like to fight this crazy woman to death?

"The old lady eats the meat, and you wait for the soup. Who else has any opinion?"

Rough air spewed out from his nostrils, Su Jing held a big knife in his hand, and glanced at everyone with cold eyes, his voice suddenly paused, and he looked at Yang Prison, the only one who never retreated in the air wave:

"Yang Prison, isn't it? The old lady went shopping in the mountains before. I seem to have heard that you are such a person. It is said that Wu Changshan, Duan Fei and others in Changliu Mountain were killed by you?"

Lightly flicking his sleeves and blowing away the smoke, Yang Yu looked indifferent:

"How is it?"

"Good! Good boy!"

Su Jing stared for a long time, and suddenly smiled.

Yang Yu didn't care much about her stab on the ground, but the smile made him a little horrified.

"I always look down on those thieves in Changliu Mountain. If you can kill those old turtles, I will see you pleasing to the eye. In this way, it's not a bad idea to get a share of you."

Su Jing drew his knife in his hand, and without looking at the others, strode towards the Ghost Villa.

squeak~

Almost at the same time, in the dark night, there seemed to be a wind movement, the moon appeared above the deep valley, and then looked at the villa, but saw the gate that had been closed for a long time.

I don't know when, a seam has already opened!

"opened!"

"This door is finally open!"

If the door is not open, whoever enters will die.

The door opens, which naturally means that the time has come.

Seeing that the door was wide open, everyone couldn't hold it any longer, and when Su Jing went in with the knife, they all took out the prepared torches and lit it.

Approaching cautiously, enter one after another.

"Amitabha! The time has come, let the teacher go in."

The old monk Hui'an recited the Buddha's name for a long time, slowly got up with the help of Su Ming, and also walked towards the ghost villa where the door gradually opened.

Su Ming remained silent. Before entering the door, he glanced at Yang Yu and walked into the door with a complicated look.

"People die for money? You really have such courage..."

Yang Yu glanced at the increasingly restless dragon horse, approached slowly, stroked the wooden door lightly, his tentacles were biting and cold, and looked inside along the crack of the door.

At this moment, with his current state of mind, he couldn't hold it back.

black!

Inky black!

The eyesight that has long been able to see the night as the day~www.novelmt.com~ can only barely see some things, vague and strange.

This house is surprisingly small.

It is so small that you can see the whole picture at a glance from the crack of the door.

The blue-black slate, without any lines, is more like a huge rock that has been flattened.

At this moment, the slate is full of people, and at a glance, there are no less than a hundred people.

Su Jing, Su Ming, Hui An...even Fang Qidao, who stepped in, were among them.

All of them sat cross-legged with expressionless faces, facing the center of the courtyard. The wooden platform built with black wood on the other side, about seven or eight feet high, was muttering and chanting.

It seems that the most devout believers in the world are bowing to the gods and Buddhas.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!